Chapter 214

It's no wonder that Ning Cheng, who is Xiao Ning, is called Hang Jiaojiao. She can easily guess that Ning Cheng rescued her from the hands of Sikongkai and Hang Jiaojiao.

In that cabin, instead of helping her savior Ning Cheng, she helped Hang Jiaojiao speak. In Ning Cheng's eyes, she was already a woman who was not even a scumbag.

She remembered what Yueying said to her again.

"Senior Sister Ru Xue, you must have misunderstood Brother Ning. Brother Ning is not that kind of person. I have lived in the same house with Brother Ning for a year. I know who he is. If he is such a person, I will It's already been with him..."

"Senior Sister Ru Xue, I have heard others say that Brother Ning is not good before, and misunderstood him. But after being with him, I realized that he is really not the kind of person others say, please believe in Brother Ning. Or is it because of other reasons that you misunderstood Brother Ning."

"Brother Ning said that sometimes what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily the truth. I never understood this truth before. It was only after Brother Ning told me that I knew..."

Sure enough, what she saw with her own eyes was not necessarily the truth of the matter. She saw with her own eyes that Ning Cheng called Hang Jiaojiao Gun, and she felt sick and took the initiative to help Hang Jiaojiao. But in fact, Ning Cheng knew that Hang Jiaojiao was an evil cultivator and was doing her a favor.

But Ning Cheng explained it, does she believe it? In fact, after Longfeng College Ning Cheng explained it clearly, she never believed anything Ning Cheng said. If Ning Cheng stood at the mouth of the canyon and said, he would shovel all the Qingshimen. Kill all those Xuandan cultivators who are blocking the way, does she believe it?

She didn't believe what Ning Cheng said. Why did Yan Ji believe it? He also took the initiative to stand up to help. Could it be that he and Yan Ji are really so far apart?

"Junior Sister Ruxue, are you alright?" Cheng Yixiao asked quickly when he saw Nalan Ruxue's expression seemed a little strange.

Nalan Ruxue shuddered and woke up. What was she thinking? Is it time to compare with Yan Ji now?

"Senior Brother Cheng, I want to ask you one thing." Nalan Ruxue suddenly said solemnly to Cheng Yixiao.

Cheng Yixiao didn't understand what Nalan Ruxue meant, but he was bold by nature. Don't say that junior sister from the same sect asks for help, even if an ordinary person asks him to do something, he will also help, "Junior Sister Ru Xue please take care of yourself, we are all disciples of Wu Nian Sect, if you ask for anything, I can help .will definitely help you."

"I fell into the hands of Hang Jiaojiao and Sikongkai before and was almost destroyed. Then Hang Jiaojiao has also come to the rule road. I want to ask senior brother Cheng to stop her and ask her a few questions when she meets Hang Jiaojiao." Nalan Ruxue bowed and asked.

Cheng Yixiao raised his eyebrows and said angrily. "This person dares to do something to my Wunianzong disciple. Even if Junior Sister Ru Xue doesn't tell me, I know about this and will never let her go."

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Ning Cheng had been walking in this empty and silent black sandy land for two hours, except for the bones and the remains of the magic weapon under his feet. There is nothing else. The consciousness was also empty, Ning Cheng simply took out a chair and sat down.

Under the boundless Shashuo. The surrounding is empty, and he is sitting in the middle of Shashuo alone. If he paints a painting, will it also become a work of art?

Ning Cheng thought wildly, maybe one day, he would also become a dead bone in this place, and someone would take out a chair and sit on top of his dead bone.

Ning Cheng didn't know what he should do now, not to mention that he was not in the mood to cultivate, even if he was in the mood to cultivate, he would not dare to cultivate. He is a monk, there is no spiritual energy here, what will happen to him once his spiritual stones are used up?

"Or I can stay here for two or three hundred years." Ning Cheng murmured to himself that a Xuanye cultivator could live up to four hundred years old.

Immediately, Ning Cheng shook his head again, perhaps before he reached the end of his life, he was already crazy.

Or he can continue alchemy, but even alchemy is useless, his spirit grass is finished, what is he doing? Besides, if you can't go out, what's the use of alchemy alone? Retreat? He only has five million spirit stones on him, and for him, these spirit stones will soon be used up.

Ning Cheng sat alone for most of the day, and then put away the chair, he decided to first find out if it was really endless.

Afraid that Hui Dudu would be suffocated, Ning Cheng took Hui Dudu out of the storage bag and put it on his shoulders. Then sacrifice the magic weapon of flying, ready to find a way out.

Ning Cheng soon discovered that as long as he flew above a certain level, he would be suppressed immediately. And he flew forward, no matter how long he flew, it was the same environment, the same dead silence. After ten consecutive days, Ning Cheng put away the flying magic weapon. He felt something was wrong. No matter how big this place was, even if he flew for ten consecutive days, it could not be endless.

Just when Ning Cheng thought it was strange, his divine sense swept to a cultivator. A monk who walks in the black sand like him.

Under the ecstasy of Ning Cheng, he immediately incited Tianyun's wings to charge towards him.

"My friend, were you also swept in by the Blood River Vortex?" Ning Cheng greeted the cultivator excitedly before he even got to the cultivator.

But Ning Cheng's heart soon cooled down. This man was in tatters, even more sloppy than the most sloppy beggar on the street. Not only that, his body was as thin as a bamboo pole. If Ning Cheng hadn't seen that he still had a storage ring in his hand, he would have really doubted whether this person was a cultivator.

As if he hadn't heard Ning Cheng's question at all, he walked barefoot while chanting.

Ning Cheng approached a little, and finally heard what the famous cultivator was saying, "No surrounding or even wind, sharp in shape, first and foremost for the guest, dark and red in color, for Xun... The cloud formation, whose clouds are attached to the sky, It should be a shock to the red..."

Ning Cheng was a third-level formation mage, he understood as soon as he heard this, this man was studying formation techniques.

Watching this person gradually talk to himself, he did not continue to follow this person. He knew that this person had been studying the formation technique here for a long time, and he was already crazy.

At the same time, he also understands where he is, he must be in a formation. This formation might be a natural formation. If one day he can figure out this formation, he may be able to go out. If he can't research this formation. He will be as pathetic as the man who just passed.

Based on what the cultivator had done just now, Ning Cheng was sure that the opponent's formation level should be higher than his. At least that cultivator already knows that this is a formation. If you want to get out from here, you must get through this formation.

Ning Cheng went around again for seven or eight days, and he met five or six other monks like this, all of them were yellow-faced and thin, and all of them were in the same state. They are all researching arrays.

Ning Cheng didn't continue to look around, he even wondered if the formation here was a little weird. Once you get in, you can't get out of it.

But if he doesn't find the exit of this formation sooner, he will stay in it forever.

After hesitating again and again, Ning Cheng decided to start deducing this formation too. He added a limit to himself, and once he fell into it, he quickly stopped the deduction. Continue to deduce when your mind is clear. There may be some cultivators with a higher level of formation than him, but Ning Cheng believed in his calculation ability. He believed that as long as he was given time, his formation level would definitely rise in a straight line.

Calculation ability and memory ability were originally the two major elements of the formation, and he happened to have these two. What's more, he still has the origin of Xuanhuang. Presumably with the help of Xuan Huang Yuanyuan. He's not going to fall into disorientation, is he?

Ning Cheng's thoughts were good, but he forgot that many drug addicts thought this way, thinking that they could be stronger than others and could be freed at any time. In fact, they all overestimated themselves.

Ningcheng was such a scene. As soon as he entered the state of deriving the formation, a confinement formation immediately appeared in his consciousness. This formation appeared in Ning Cheng's consciousness. It gave Ning Cheng a feeling that as long as he derived this formation, he could go out.

In terms of deduction ability and calculation ability alone, it can be said that no one in the entire Yixing Continent can compare to Ning Cheng. At this time, his brain is like a top-level computer running at a high speed, confining every position of the formation, every position of the position. It was quickly figured out by him and deduced.

However, when he fully deduced this confinement formation, he found that to open this confinement formation, he had to unlock another locked formation first.

In this way, Ning Cheng deduced the formations one by one, and the formations in his brain became more and more, and the formations became bigger and bigger. These formations seemed to be drawn in his consciousness, one by one, one next to the other, moving away. Ning Cheng's consciousness was constantly searching for information from the surroundings, and at the same time, he constantly calculated and simulated one new formation after another.

The current Ning Cheng was exactly the same as the cultivator he had seen just now.

The only difference was that Ning Cheng was really still deducing the formation, and he didn't lose his mind. It's not like the cultivator before, just doing it subconsciously, even if you do it for a lifetime, you won't be able to wake up, and you won't be able to research the real exit.

If there is no Xuanhuang origin breath to support Ning Cheng's sea of ​​consciousness, even if Ning Cheng's calculation ability is countless times stronger than others, he will not be able to escape the end of being lost in the end.

Fortunately, Xuanhuangzhu is a creature of good fortune, and Xuanhuang Yuanyuan is the original breath. Even if Ning Cheng uses his brain to transition again, as long as the oil is not exhausted, Xuanhuang Yuanyuan can barely help him support him.

The formations were linked together in Ning Cheng's mind, and this empty and boundless sandy land gradually formed a microcosm in Ning Cheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

A month has passed...

Three months have passed...

One year, two years, three years have passed...

For several years, only Hui Dudu had been loyally following behind Ning Cheng. Even if Ning Cheng gave a lot of medicinal pills, Hui Dudu had to eat sparingly. In this place, if there is no elixir, it will be starved to death directly.

At this time, Ning Cheng had also turned into a shabby monk with disheveled hair and tattered body, and he was still deducing the formation. During this period, he would pass by some monks, but no one cared about him, and he didn't care about others.

Unlike other monks who deduce the formation, the eyes of others who deduce the formation are getting darker and darker, and finally even cloudy. But his eyes became brighter and brighter, and from the first month he came in, he kept throwing some flags. Without the formation flag, he can refine one at will.

(Chapter 2 is delivered, I have to take a break, and the third chapter will be later, some can't be added.)

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