The array flag is the most common array treasure among formations. The blank array flag is that there are no formation patterns or objects that have been burned. Generally, those who practice formations will exchange them and buy such blank array flags to study and study.

"Yes, Elder Laowu, these are two thousand merit points. The other four hundred merit points are exchanged for a pen and spiritual ink."

Ling Yun handed over the two thousand merit points to Elder Wu. The pattern brush is a must-have item for burning the array flag. Because it is a soul weapon, it is also of great value. As for the spiritual ink, it is made of the blood of the monster and the spiritual medicine, and different spiritual inks also have different prices.

These things can be exchanged for the Four Symbols of Heavenly Intent. After all, there will be disciples who practice formations in the Four Symbols of Heavenly Intent.

"The lower-grade pen is worth 300 merit points, and there is a 500-yuan crystal outside. If the formation disciple can receive it for free, I will buy you a favor, and I will help you get it. As for spiritual ink, how many grades do you want. First grade is good, and those who are just first-grade spiritual ink will use first-grade spiritual ink."

Elder Wu looked at Ling Yun. There were too few disciples practicing the formation. It was not that the formation was not powerful enough, but that it was very difficult to learn, and it was also extremely consuming and time-consuming.

"I want to burn the land and draw it into a prison, and at least I need second-grade spiritual ink." Ling Yun thought about the formation he wanted to set up, and then spoke.

Ling Yun’s three talents in the Ling family are in addition to understanding and talent, which is the formation. The Ling family has a Cangtian Formation, which only Ling Yun can crack. The reason why the saint of Tianxia Peak lost his virility to Ling Yun was to draw a way to break the Cangtian Formation of Ling family. Unfortunately, Ling Yun did not tell her. This made her angry and threw Ling Yun into the Netherworld Dungeon.

"Second-grade Lingmo Bar."

"Second-grade spiritual ink, one bottle of two hundred merit points. You can come here to pick it up tomorrow."

After the price was negotiated, Elder Wu then collected all twenty merit tickets. However, there were no disciples practicing the formation in Yuji Peak, so he did not save the blank formation clan and Ling Mo here.

As for the pen, you can collect it in the Horcrux room through the name of the Deacon Hall, and there is no cost at all.

"Then it's time for the elder. I'll come again tomorrow."

Ling Yun nodded. This was the Four Symbols of Heavenly Will, so he naturally didn't have to worry about Elder Wu's refusal to pay.

Lingtian

Lin Feng and others have been here for half a month. In half a month, they have already removed the weeds from the acre of spiritual fields they are responsible for. Now they are watching their beauties everywhere every day. Only Zhao Heng still takes some time to help Ling Yun take care of the spiritual fields every day, and the rest of the time is naturally used to practice.

Ling Yun naturally saw all this.

"This is the eight styles of collapse."

When Ling Yun came back, he happened to see Zhao Heng practicing combat skills. This was not the first time he saw Zhao Heng practicing.

"Yes, this is a top-grade combat skill in the yellow level. Brother Ling, do you want to practice it too? I think you only had one move before. If you practice some combat skills, your strength will definitely become stronger."

It is a very remarkable thing for a registered disciple to obtain the top-grade yellow-level combat skills, and this is one of the benefits he has obtained with Lin Feng. Zhao Heng has a good impression of Ling Yun. Besides, this kind of yellow-level combat skills can be found in Yuji Peak as long as he knows the name.

There is no conclusion on what level of martial arts belonging to innate secrets, but like the Canglong Technique of the Ling family, they all have combat skills. Innate strength seems to be only one move, but it changes infinitely and can burst out power anytime and anywhere through any part of the body.

So far, Ling Yun does not need to practice other combat skills at all.

"You practice from beginning to end and show me."

Ling Yun looked old-fashioned, and his attitude didn't seem to be studying at all, but was like a tutor who wanted to guide students.

"Uh, OK."

Zhao Heng frowned. He seemed a little unhappy about Ling Yun's attitude, but he still did so. He demonstrated his eight styles of collapse in front of Ling Yun.

"Junior Brother Ling, this combat skill is OK"

After the drill, Zhao Heng looked at Ling Yun with some pride.

"Bad, the top grade of the yellow grade is already very poor, and the practitioners are even more unsatisfied, even worse."

Ling Yun generally evaluates the martial arts and combat skills below the Xuan level as poor, or even extremely poor. As for Zhao Heng, he has not yet fully mastered the essence of the Eight Styles of Demolition, so it is naturally even worse.

"So, Junior Brother Ling doesn't look down on him."

Zhao Heng seemed very dissatisfied and said that he had poor practice, but he didn't agree with the fact that he was not good at practicing the top-grade yellow-level combat skills. He was fortunate to practice the eight styles of the collapse of the mountain in the Four Symbols of Heavenly Issue, and one of them was one of the genius disciples.

There are less than 20% of the disciples in the entire Tianyi Four Symbol Sect who have the opportunity to practice the top-grade yellow-level combat skills, most of whom are formal disciples, or even disciples who enter the house.

Zhao Heng has always been arrogant by practicing the top-grade yellow-level combat skills, but in Ling Yun's words, it is a bad thing. This is the greatest contempt and insult to him.

"It's bad that it's bad. It's not worthy of it or not. I'll only practice such combat skills and skills. Whether you can understand it is your business."

Whoosh

Ling Yun was silent for a while, and then practiced the eight styles of collapse in his mind. Although it seemed similar to what Zhao Heng had used before, he was many times more skillful than him, a person who had practiced for more than a year.

In the last move, one punches out eight fist winds, and the intention of the fist can be seen in vaguely.

"Fist, fist intention."

Zhao Heng was stunned and screamed. Ling Yun had just watched him practice, but his proficiency was much stronger than him, and his power was even more powerful than the eight styles of the Colonial Mountains.

The eight styles of the Bengshan Mountains reach the highest level, which means that one punch can produce eight fist winds. Zhao Heng has never been able to understand this point. Even the genius disciple who practices the eight styles of the Bengshan Mountains can only produce six roads.

After only seeing Ling Yun’s practice, he not only exerted eight fist winds, but his power increased several times. Because Ling Yun improved the eight styles of the collapsed mountains, he overlapped the fist winds.

"This is not the true intention of boxing. With the skills of the Eight Strategy of Bengshan, the boxing and fighting skills, the boxing intention cannot be displayed. This can only be regarded as the boxing intention among the Eight Strategy of Bengshan. If you understand half of it, it is enough. Remember one word and fold it."

Ling Yun told Zhao Heng about the eight ways of collapse after he changed, and then walked back to his wooden house. He waited until the evening before he walked to the center of the spiritual field to meditate and practice.

However, Zhao Heng stood there and recalled the scene where Ling Yun had just used the Eight-Shaped Techniques of the Mountains, and it was not until the next day that he came to his senses. Lin Feng and the others thought he had gained something and had actually stood outside all night.

(End of this chapter)
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