Seeing Yun Qingye leaving the arena, Bing Yunyan's face was bitter.
"Junior sister, don't worry, since the elder has said that you should be here, you are just doing what he said. Even if something goes wrong, I don't think the sect will blame you! "Zhong Ximing walked over, comfortingly said gently.
Bing Yunyan forced a smile, smiled, but didn't say much.
"If you have any difficulties, speak to my Ling Xuantang at any time, and the senior brother will definitely help you."
Zhong Ximing smiled.
"Thank you, brother." Bing Yunyan yawned slightly.
"Ok."
Zhong Ximing nodded and was about to leave, but when he was leaving, he glanced at the white night. There was a cold light in his eyes, but he did not speak. It took a while before leading the crowd of Ling Xuantang to leave.
"It seems that I have offended a lot of people."
Bai Ye looked at Zhong Ximing's back and said lightly.
"That's not important, let's think about how to deal with this magic circle!" Bing Yunyan sighed.
"Didn't Elder Yun say it? Let's just do it!"
"How can it be that simple? If you really set up a magic circle as a decoration, then why doesn't the elder take the suggestion I made before and place the magic circle outside the field? It's bigger like that." Bing Yunyan wanted to cry without tears: "Elder Yun's words are just perfunctory..."
"That's fine, isn't it?"
Bai Ye shook his head and said.
Yun Qingye's trip was indeed perfunctory.
But he is not to blame. With so many people from outside the sect, he has to deal with a lot. How can he waste time on Bing Yunyan?
"Forget it..."
Bing Yunyan exhaled heavily, and said to the disciple beside him: "Put the materials down, let's start."
"Yes, Senior Sister."
The surrounding Bing Xin Tang nodded and started to work.
The department disciples began to dismantle the seats, while the other disciples spread the materials on the ground.
Bing Yunyan took out a drawing from his arms, and people stared at the drawing.
Bai Ye next to him couldn't help but glanced, and his eyes suddenly brightened.
"Is this the big formation to be deployed?" He couldn't help muttering.
"Yes." Bing Yunyan nodded: "This is the ancient magic circle handed down from the ancestors of my god's temple. The healing effect is extremely magical. Even a person who has just died can be easily rescued when placed on the line. It is intact, and even the lost spirit energy can be restored."
"So amazing?" Bai Ye was a little surprised.
"But the venue is not enough, it needs to be streamlined, and the mighty power has to be greatly weakened." Bing Yunyan sighed.
"We can use space magic to compress this place, so can't we arrange a complete circle?"
Like this stadium, the outside looks no more than a small courtyard, but the inside is a plain.
"Perhaps what you said is reasonable, but according to my level, it is already very reluctant to be able to arrange the magic circle. If space spells are added to compress the magic circle, there are too many things involved and my strength is not enough. It can’t be done, you know, this is an ancient magic circle! The materials of each array are extraordinary! How can it be changed at will? Even if the elders come, it will be difficult..." Bing Yunyan shakes He shook his head, and said to Bai Ye: "This time, you have to rely on Junior Brother Bai to do this. Without your strong and vigorous spirit, you can't do it with just a few of us."
Bai Ye keeps silent.
"Let's start."
Bing Yunyan smiled bitterly, and then ordered several disciples to isolate this area with an enchantment to prevent disciples from other sects from peeping at the content on the drawing, and then spread the drawing on the ground and start the canvas.
Bai Ye helped sculpt the formation pattern and the formation seal.
Everyone got busy.
"If you want to streamline it, then you have to compress the array source. Let's replace the two places in the middle palace and the li palace with array patterns!"
"The number of patterns in the pattern is doubled, and the amount is reduced by 30%!"
"The condensing points are as close as possible, and there is no extra place to place them."
...
Bing Yunyan said while portraying, his expression especially serious.
Bai Ye stared at the blueprint, and couldn't help but think of seeing the classics left by a master of formation in the ancient tomb.
"Remove the formation pattern in this place and put it on the formation source." Bai Ye pointed to the formation pattern on the right, and said while thinking.
"Huh?" Bing Yunyan was a little surprised, and said in shock: "It's not described in the drawing, Junior Brother Bai, what do you do to change this?"
"I also know some formation techniques, Senior Sister Bing, just do what I said." Bai Ye said.
"In this way, can the magic circle be activated?" Bing Yunyan was skeptical.
"Of course." Bai Ye nodded.
Bing Yunyan Liu eyebrows moved darkly, and people stared at the place Bai Ye was pointing to. After a while, she shook her head: "Junior Brother Bai, I know you are for my good. I hope the effect of this magic circle can be stronger, but this Is it the ancient magic circle, how can you easily change the strength of you and me? Or... forget it..."
"If the senior sister can't believe me, then forget it." Bai Ye didn't insist, and continued to draw the magic circle.
Hearing the sound of Bing Yunyan, he was taken aback for a moment. People looked at Bai Ye for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Well, after streamlining, the power of this circle is also immature, compared with other clans. There is no advantage, since Junior Brother Bai knows the formation technique, then Senior Sister will believe you once!"
After finishing speaking, Bing Yunyan directly transported his soul energy and sealed lines at the place pointed by Bai Ye.
Yun Qingye has been perfunctory, and she doesn't bother to insist.
Break the tank and break it.
"well."
Bai Ye nodded, aroused his spirit again, and continued to draw patterns on the canvas.
He didn't look at the blueprint anymore, but changed it according to his own ideas on this ancient great formation.
Slowly, the disciples in the formation all stopped, staring at Bai Ye in amazement.
I saw Bai Ye sometimes sculpt the array source, sometimes the canvas pattern, and sometimes drew out the sword to wield the array pattern, it was really busy.
but...
After his tossing like this, the entire Ancient Great Array has long been completely different.
"Master...Senior Sister, this..." The disciple Bing Xin Tang next to him swallowed, his face trembled with ugly expression.
"Nothing..."
Bing Yunyan sighed and smiled bitterly: "The sect is blamed, and I will apologize to the sect. Now... I'll leave it to my fate..."
Everyone fell silent upon hearing the sound.
I don't know how long it took.
"All right!"
The sweaty Bai Ye stood up, put the sword in the scabbard around his waist, and said with a smile.
People fixed their eyes.
How can there be any shadows on the drawings in the array that Bai Ye has laid out?
This is Bai Ye's own magic circle at all!
Bing Yunyan did not say a word.
The others were also silent.
Although everyone knows that Bai Ye's strength is good, no one thinks that the magic circle he canvases is stronger than the ancient magic circle handed down from the sect.
But seeing Bai Ye clapped his hands, smiled lightly: "I saw your ancient magic circle. Although it is very cumbersome on the surface, it is actually no different from the ordinary magic circle. , Because the combination of its several formation patterns is very unique. I made some modifications based on my ideas. I think the power of this formation will inevitably be stronger than your ancient formation."
"you..."
The disciple Yibingxin couldn't stand it anymore, his face flushed with anger, and he opened his mouth to shout.
But Bing Yunyan next to him stopped him.
"I see, Brother Bai...Thank you..." Bing Yunyan smiled weakly.
"You are welcome, what should I do now?" Bai Ye smiled faintly.
"Just prepare the materials, and don't need to do the others."
"it is good."
Bai Ye nodded, and got busy with everyone.
This trip is not in vain.
At least that ancient magic circle, Bai Ye has already figured it out!
The Temple of the Supreme God is indeed the Temple of the Supreme God, any magic circle is so extraordinary.
Bai Ye was very happy.
But every Bing Xin Tang disciple present didn't think so.
People are worried and their faces are sometimes blue and white.
If something went wrong with this logistics, they would be finished with Bingxintang.
Many disciples secretly exchanged their eyes, and then looked at Bing Yunyan again.
However, Bing Yunyan trusted Bai Ye so much, even if they were dissatisfied, they couldn't mention it at all, they could only hold back...
At this moment, a voice came from the side.
"Huh? Bai Ye, are you here too? Didn't it mean that the disciples of the Soul Martial Hall were not allowed to enter the arena? Why did you run in?"
Although the sound was crisp and melodious, it was extremely harsh in the white night.
He looked sideways, but saw a group of people approaching.
Those are actually disciples of Mo Zhulin.
The leader was the capture of Jiyue, and Shaoyao stood behind her pretty.
In addition, the Wan Zhuo who took up his spot is also there!
Bai Ye frowned secretly.
If it were not for this Wan Zhuo, he would not have been assigned to the Soul Martial Hall!
Bai Ye didn't say a word, and continued to work on herself.
Seeing this, Qin Jiyue's face changed transiently, and it was about to happen immediately.
But the disciple next to her hurriedly stopped her.
"Senior Sister, although this person is from the Soul Martial Hall, but his strength is good and his temper is not good, let's not provoke him, lest he start, we can't stop..." A disciple looked jealous. Said.
This is someone who even the elders dare to kill, how can their disciples provoke?
Qin Jiyue heard the sound, her pretty face changed, and fear flashed in her eyes, and she finally snorted without speaking.
However, at this moment, the white night that was sorting out the materials suddenly stopped.
He stood up and walked directly towards this side.
The disciples of Mo Zhulin all took a step back subconsciously, looking at Bai Ye with vigilant eyes.
"Junior Brother Bai..."
Bing Yunyan also looked at Bai Ye with some surprise.
Seeing Bai Ye coming, Qin Jiyue's small face tightened, and Yinya gritted: "Bai Ye, you...what are you doing?"
But... Bai Ye didn't even watch Ji Yue, but stared directly at that Wan Zhuo.
Wan Zhuo's face changed slightly, and he seemed to recognize Bai Ye.
"Should we have seen it?" Bai Ye said.
"When... of course... in the selection arena..." Wan Zhuoqiang said calmly, but his eyes were full of panic.
"Selection field?" Bai Ye frowned, and said lightly: "Isn't it in front of the mountain gate?"
