Chapter 137: Li Fan Worships his Master

Chapter 137: Li Fan Worships his Master

Li Fan had a premonition that if an ordinary late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator forcefully read the contents of the "Hundred Veins Formation Diagram," the surging information would undoubtedly overwhelm their brains. Even though Li Fan's mental strength was higher than that of an average cultivator, the outcome might not be favorable.

Withdrawn his spiritual sense, Li Fan solemnly stored the jade slip in his storage ring.

"How is your learning progress in formations?" Gong Boyu asked casually.

Li Fan pondered for a moment, "I've studied for two years and gained some understanding. However, I'm not sure how proficient I've become."

Gong Boyu said, "That's easy!"

He then took out a small black sphere and tossed it to Li Fan, saying, "Separate a strand of your spiritual sense and enter it."

Li Fan examined the black sphere, seemingly with flowing starlight on its surface, and followed the instructions.

In an instant, Li Fan felt like he was in a pitch-black tunnel. His thoughts raced as if on a roller coaster, swiftly sliding through the tunnel. Questions and answers on formations came at him, and Li Fan involuntarily responded. If he knew and answered correctly, the speed of his thoughts would accelerate. If he didn't know or answered incorrectly, the speed would decrease. The feeling of having his thinking speed amplified a hundredfold was somewhat similar to the artificial enlightenment of the Tianxuan Mirror but even more effective.

After a while, Li Fan felt his thoughts slowing down, eventually coming to a complete stop. He was expelled from the black sphere.

Gong Boyu took back the black sphere, looked at the nearly invisible light point on it, and stared at Li Fan with an incredulous expression. "Did you really study for only two years?"

Li Fan's expression remained unchanged, "Indeed."

After a moment of silence, Gong Boyu kindly consoled, "The path of formations is heavily dependent on talent. It's normal if you progress slowly. Don't be discouraged."

Li Fan nodded appreciatively.

However, this comforting remark unexpectedly angered another cultivator present.

"What nonsense is this? The path of formations depends only on diligence! Gong Boyu, your talent in formations might be high, but dare you say that your understanding of formations surpasses mine?"

Li Fan looked over and saw that the speaker had white hair, but his eyes gleamed with a hidden brilliance, making it difficult to look directly at him.

"Brother Zhiliang, don't be so impulsive. I was just consoling the younger generation, just a casual remark. Why take it so seriously? Everyone on Ten Thousand Immortals Island knows that you, Zhang Zhiliang, are the number one in formations," Gong Boyu said somewhat helplessly.

"The path of formations relies on diligence. How can you spout such nonsense?"

Zhang Zhiliang coldly snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Gong Boyu's explanation.

He turned to Li Fan, gazing sternly, "Kid, don't be disheartened. Know that when I had just studied formations for two years, the result of my spiritual orb test was worse than yours!"

"For five hundred years, I almost spent all my time studying formations, making progress bit by bit. That's how I reached today's understanding of formations. Diligence can make up for deficiencies, especially in the path of formations."

"Although the world of formations claims to have an infinite variety, the commonly used formations are limited, and they can be mastered with enough effort."

"If you study diligently, do not slack off, and never give up, several hundred years later, who knows, you might become a master of formations of your generation?"

Following Zhang Zhiliang, Li Fan suddenly arrived in a starry sky.

Everything around him was pitch black, set against countless twinkling stars.

"Do you know what a formation is?" Zhang Zhiliang asked.

Li Fan was about to answer, but after some thought, he shook his head, "Disciple does not know."

"A formation is a formalized set of laws."

Zhang Zhiliang said each word deliberately.

"Burning, freezing, lightning..."

"These are natural phenomena existing in the world, and what supports their occurrence and operation are various laws in the world."

"Laws remain unchanged throughout eternity, except in certain special circumstances."

"Cultivators often need to observe and comprehend the laws of the world."

"Formations are the formatted, mechanized, and standardized application of these laws."

...

In Zhang Zhiliang's narration, the gateway to the world of formations slowly opened to Li Fan.

Li Fan immersed himself deeply, losing track of time.

In the blink of an eye, the 20th year had come.

Above the Cong Yun Sea.

Zhang Haobo stood in mid-air, looking up.

"Is your dying blow about to come?"

In his memory from the previous life, a terrifying wind disaster would occur soon. Its might was enough to change the colors of the sky and earth. Over two hundred islands, including Dayu Island, were razed to the ground, and countless mortals' souls returned to the sea.

Compared to this dreadful wind disaster, the storm he currently manipulated was pitifully weak.

However...

He, Zhang Haobo, the reborn one, the son of destiny, the guardian of the Cong Yun Sea, was about to perform an audacious act, and...

Shepherd wind!