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Chapter 157 Red Blood Molten Star Formation
Seeing that the old man's reaction was dull, Shen Qing did not make any detours or play tricks, and said frankly:
"Senior's attainments in the spirit formation have reached the peak, so this junior would like to ask for advice."

"Why did the old man teach you?"

The old man was still sleeping with his eyes closed. He seemed to be lacking in interest and said indifferently:

"At my age, I have half a foot in hell, and I don't want to find a disciple. You can go on your own without saying anything."

Living to his age, he has seen through many things. People's hearts are too unpredictable, masters and disciples turned against each other, and even the tragedy of fratricide. He has heard or seen, but he has not seen how many tragedies.

If a disciple who has spent a lot of effort to cultivate accidentally encounters a rebel, it will be unbearable pain, and all the life's savings will be wasted. Instead of leaving oneself riddled with holes when he is dying, it is better to enjoy his old age alone. Have some peace and quiet.

"Senior doesn't want to accept disciples, and I also have no plans to become a teacher."

Shen Qing shook his head slightly. A Tongzhen master who had entered his twilight years was not in her eyes at all in terms of strength alone. The reason for calling him a senior was because he was also a spiritual master and admired his achievements along the way.

Furthermore, she has never had the intention to worship anyone as her teacher. These creatures that have disappeared in ancient history will not be able to find their tombs in the future if she wants to worship them.

It is too absurd to worship the dead as your teacher.

Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes, glanced at Shen Qing, changed his posture, put one hand behind his head, closed his eyes again, waved his hands and said:

"If you don't want to be a teacher, then there's no need to talk too much. Why should I waste time and energy on someone I just met by chance."

Shen Qing didn't move and said quietly:

"From ancient times to the present, countless spiritual formation masters have appeared in the world, and there are only a few spiritual formations circulating in the world today."

"The spiritual patterns that the formation master has comprehended are all a collection of his life's hard work. Senior, I have the heart to let them go to waste and disappear from the world?"

These words undoubtedly touched the old man, he opened his eyes and sat up straight, looked at Shen Qing, and finally had a serious expression on his face:
"Even if I pass on the spirit pattern to you, how long can you live? Even if I pass it on for a few more years, what's the point?"

"I can make the spirit pattern of the senior still exist in the world tens of thousands of years later, and the future generations should have your name."

Shen Qing's expression was as calm as ever, she wanted to exchange the life-long painstaking efforts of the veteran teacher in front of her with a name in history.

Hearing this, the old man suddenly burst into laughter, laughing forward and back, almost unable to control himself. After a long time, he stopped laughing, raised his fingers and laid a spiritual formation around him, blocking out the surrounding exploration.

This place is already Middle Earth, and there is even the golden body of Jiuyou Holy King in Feiyun City. There is a god three feet above his head. This is not an empty talk. You must be careful in every word and deed.

After setting up the spirit array, the old man looked solemn and said slowly: "Girl, do you know how long the star under our feet can live?"

"What do you mean by this?" Shen Qing frowned slightly.

The old man did not reply. He took out a map and slowly unfolded it in mid-air, indicating to Shen Qing to read it himself.

Five continents are outlined on the map. The four regions of east, west, south and north are like stars over the moon, surrounding the middle of the country. The positions of 72 cities on it are clearly visible, like 72 shining stars. The Imperial Capital is the most obvious one. of one.

From the point of view of the spirit formation master, Shen Qing could tell at a glance that this was a large formation with astonishing power, and Dijing was the eye of the formation.

The 72 cities in the world were vaguely gathered into a large formation. Shen Qing had heard about this for a long time. She was not surprised when she saw this scene. She cast her doubtful eyes on the old man and waited for his next words.

"Look at this again."

The old man raised his hand again and threw an ancient book over.

The ancient book contains about seventy or eighty pages, recording the layout methods of various spiritual formations. Many of the spiritual patterns can be clearly seen as not belonging to this era at all. They are formation codes left over from ancient times.

When turning to one of the pages, Shen Qing stopped her hand, suddenly looked up at the map above, her expression changed slightly:

"Red Blood Molten Star Formation..."

The locations of the 72 continental mansions on the map are no different from the spiritual formations recorded in the ancient books in her hands.

Looking at the formation map in her hand, Shen Qing suddenly realized that she had vaguely guessed the plan of the Holy King of the Nine Nethers.

Ancient formation masters, whose cultivation has reached the realm of the gods, can refine stars by setting up formations at will. This Red Blood Molten Star Formation is one of them. It can dissolve the entire star and take out the star core for one's own use. .The Holy King of Nine Nethers wants to swallow the star under his feet.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing frowned and noticed something was wrong. The Holy King of Nine Nethers was the god of incense and fire. Losing these believers on the stars would have an extremely huge impact on him, and even he himself would die completely.

"When I was young, I explored the ancient secret realm and got such an ancient book by chance. Later, I traveled through the Middle Earth and the four regions of the world, surveying and recording the spiritual patterns of various continents. After visiting 72 continents, I made this discovery."

The old man slowly got up from the reclining chair, his back looked a little hunched, he raised his head and sighed:
"The Holy King of the Nine Netherworld is about to perform a shocking act. He will use the flesh and blood of the entire star to pave the way to help him become a god and become the first true god since ancient times."

"Can the incense god still exist after there are no believers?"

Shen Qing was a little confused. She didn't have much sense of urgency. Judging from the results of later generations, it was obvious that Jiuyou Holy King did not do it in the end.

But it will gradually decline in later generations, and it must be inseparable from the Holy King Jiuyou.

"Jiuyou is not dead yet."

"not dead?"

Shen Qing was startled, and then her eyes changed slightly. She had never thought that Jiuyou Holy King was still alive.

For monks, the power of incense and fire is tantamount to poison, but this is only for human races. For creatures of other races, there are some ways to avoid these effects, such as the ghost race's unique soul separation technique.

This is something Shen Qing never thought about.

"The star under our feet may disappear in an instant. Do you still think it is meaningful to understand the spiritual pattern at this moment?"

The old man looked at Shen Qing, as if he wanted to see some wavering in her expression.

"For me, it's natural."

To his disappointment, Shen Qing's answer was without any hesitation.

"After tens of thousands of years, this star will still exist. I will naturally do what I promised my senior today."

There was no doubt in her eyebrows, and there was no reason for it to be taken for granted.

After thinking for a long time, the old man reached into his arms again and took out a pamphlet the size of a palm:

"This summary of the Formation Dao contains my life's hard work. If you need it, take it."

Shen Qing's eyes brightened slightly, and she bowed and thanked: "Thank you, senior."

That's what she wanted to hear the most.

The moment he took the booklet, a spirit pattern swam out from the old man's sleeve and wrapped around Shen Qing's wrist, bringing a burst of warmth.

"For this spiritual pattern, I watched the sunrise at the top of Wujue Peak for more than sixty years. Now, 300 years have passed..."

For a moment, the old man sighed and fell into memories. After a while, he came back to his senses and said slowly:

"Based on my cultivation, I can barely refer to the formation map and try to arrange an ancient teleportation formation to send you away from this star."

Seeing that Shen Qing opened his mouth to speak, he waved his hand and said, "Don't rush to refuse."

"If you change your mind in the future, you can come back here to find me before my life is over."

"Dare to ask the senior's name."

"The old man's surname is Yang, his single name is Jiong, and his name is Taoist Yangyang."

(End of this chapter)