Chapter 264: Dragon Flame Jade Lingzhi

It seems these formation arrays guard against different directions.

Shen Yi recognized the incense and vow power; it was obvious this thing could be used.

Lady Qinghua had just blocked Xiang Tianyan and hadn't withdrawn yet; she glanced sideways at Shen Yi: "Should Qinghua go try?"

Shen Yi pondered for a moment and still refused the other's proposal.

Although the incense and vow power was usable, he wasn't very confident whether a Yin Spirit could withstand that wave of fire; at best, he would treat it as a last resort.

Besides, there were other choices available now.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi looked toward the young scholar in the distance.

He saw that everyone else bore burn marks to varying degrees, yet this person alone had snow-white scholar robes free of a single speck of dust, let alone any injuries.

"Go," he nodded.

"Ah?" The scholar was frightened, stepping back half a pace, his Bai Xi face bitter as he pointed at himself: "Me?"

Everyone had just been eating fruit together; was it so ruthless to change like this in the blink of an eye?

The others were equally terrified; they knew this youth had just dealt with two Slain Hunyuan Sect Grandmasters without even raising an eyebrow, let alone them bunch of small fry.

"Let you go break the formation," Shen Yi rolled his eyes at him.

"Oh."

The scholar patted his chest, hurriedly pulled out another thick book, and while squatting by the shore to investigate, flipped through the pages.

Learning on the spot and selling it off?

Shen Yi wordlessly withdrew his gaze; never mind, he had come here to seek spiritual roots, and this medicine hut looked very much like a place for planting heavenly treasures; waiting a while was no harm.

He did not share the worries of the Xiang siblings.

The reason was simple.

Spiritual roots were items needed for the Slain Hunyuan Realm, and within the Slain Hunyuan Realm, he should count as a fairly powerful existence.

If a Soul Transformation cultivator came to snatch them, he wouldn't mind bringing out his Golden Body to show it off.

"Senior, then we..."

The tall, thin man voiced the thoughts in everyone's hearts.

"You all do as you please."

Shen Yi took out another spiritual fruit and took a bite.

Because the Xiang siblings had their own code of conduct, he had just accompanied the two for a bit of play.

But for these people, Shen Yi was not a bloodthirsty person; with no grudge and no hatred, he was unwilling to let his hands be stained with too much blood, as it would easily affect his mood.

"Thank you, Senior!"

The crowd hurriedly bowed low; this scene was truly too frightening, and on the spot more than half the cultivators turned and fled.

The remaining people quietly retreated to a distance, not participating in this opportunity, yet refusing to leave.

In a cave dwelling, a place with no order whatsoever, any power or background was nonsense.

Being able to follow a Slain Hunyuan Sect Shen Zongshi who looked slightly more normal would greatly increase their chances of leaving the cave dwelling alive.

"Don't say it, it really is quite useful."

Shen Yi chewed the fruit flesh, while glancing at the cold light flowing on his fingertips.

He had not activated the Cold Jade Mysterious Silk Hand just now.

Yet when his fist smashed against a Slain Hunyuan Sect Shen Zongshi's treasure sword, it hadn't even broken his skin, precisely because of the protection this treasure carried.

Having thought this, he walked toward that scholar.

"What is your surname?"

"No need for modesty, my surname is Xu; you may call me A-Qing," the scholar hurriedly stood up, brushed the dust from his clothes, and bowed very politely to Shen Yi.

"No problem, you carry on with your work," Shen Yi waved his hand, saying casually, "Bored out of my mind, could I borrow a few books to read?"

"Uh." A-Qing paused, then immediately took out a book titled "Preliminary Explanation of Formations" from his waist.

"I only have this kind on me; if the Shen Zongshi wants to pass the time, this one is the most suitable."

Shen Yi took the book and flipped through it casually: "Are there any others?"

"Actually, this one is quite difficult; it's hard to learn without ten days or half a month."

A-Qing scratched his head, but still took out four or five more books: "By the way, you're just passing the time, ha."

"But this one cannot be shown to you."

Holding that thickest ancient book, he shyly shook his head.

"No matter," Shen Yi nodded gently.

He still remembered obtaining two Slain Hunyuan martial arts books about formations in the Martial Temple earlier.

Filling in the basics first was also good.

As for that book in the other's hand... take it slow, no rush.

At this moment, there were no demon lifespans.

"You carry on first," Shen Yi casually found a stone to sit on and slowly began reading that "Preliminary Explanation of Formations."

About six days passed.

A-Qing finally drew the entire structure of the great formation on his booklet.

Shen Yi also successfully memorized the entire "Preliminary Explanation of Formations."

If he could understand it, it would surely be quite interesting.

After recording all five formation books into his panel, he walked toward A-Qing, returned the books to the other, and asked: "How is it?"

"It should be about done."

A-Qing looked at the sky, then led Shen Yi to a place that looked utterly ordinary.

"About another stick of incense's time."

He put away the books and smiled, "How is the Grand Master finding it? Is there anything you don't understand?"

"It's fine, we'll talk about it later."

Shen Yi sidestepped the topic, and A Qing, being sensible, stopped asking, after all, not everyone is interested in formations.

He silently calculated the time, then suddenly said, "It's ready."

As his words fell, in Shen Yi's slightly surprised gaze, this person hesitated not at all and leaped straight into the fire waves!

Then Shen Yi grabbed him and pulled him back: "What are you doing?"

"I... to go over there." A Qing was already short, his thin frame held by the other person looked a bit foolish: "We won't make it in time."

"..."

Shen Yi fell silent for a moment, then tried taking a step.

Indeed, not only did the fire dragon show no reaction, but the entire aura had not the slightest stagnation.

He leaped straight across the ten-zhang distance, successfully arriving at the medicine hut on the opposite bank.

"Formations cannot be perfect; there are always flaws. As long as you seize the right time and position, it becomes as good as non-existent. Actually, it's very simple."

A Qing was thrown onto the ground, stood up, and brushed off the dust.

Clearly, he was infinitely confident in his own formation expertise; otherwise, he wouldn't have jumped straight up earlier.

"Hmm."

Shen Yi didn't quite understand and replied with a noncommittal perfunctory remark.

The connection of the aura within his heart grew ever tighter.

He walked towards the medicine hut, pushed open the door, and inside was not any room furnishings, but rather a pitch-black stone cave.

The scorching heat wave made Shen Yi instinctively frown.

A Qing coughed a few times forcefully and said excitedly, "I know! It's the Long Yanyu Zhi! This is a mid-grade spiritual root."

He pointed with his hand towards the deepest part of the stone cave.

There, upon a stone platform, sat a fire-red fleshy ball about the size of a palm.

On it, things resembling flesh tendons were pulsating.

Red liquid similar to blood plasma spread and flowed down from it, rushing along the stone platform into a narrow passage.

"What a clever formation, using the Long Yanyu Zhi to guard itself; that fire river outside originates from its own body."

A Qing hurriedly took out paper and pen to record it.

Just as he looked up, he saw Shen Yi walk over, snap, tear the Long Yanyu Zhi down, and store it in his storage treasure.

His mouth opened slightly: "Ah..."

(End of this chapter)