Chapter 6178

Yun Yao followed him, her heart becoming more and more shocked, and even gave birth to a sense of unreality.
She found that Chen Ping’s understanding of the prohibitions was so simple that it was unbelievable.
Those seemingly tight and seamless prohibitions always had a trace of flaws in front of him.
And he could always grasp the flaw and pass through it easily, as if those thunder beams were enough to kill the powerhouses of the Immortal Realm, but they were just a breeze blowing in his face.
Even if he occasionally touched the edge of the formation, he only flicked his finger lightly, and the originally violent thunder beam turned out to be like a tamed snake, meekly bypassing them, and instead bombarded the open space in the distance, stirring up a cloud of dust.
“Young master, you…… How can you be so familiar with the prohibitions of the Divine Hall?”
She finally couldn’t help but ask, her voice trembling a little because of nervousness and shock, “This Nine Heavens and Ten Earths God Killing Formation is the work of the Divine Hall for a hundred years, and it was jointly arranged by the three great elders of the True Immortal Realm.
Even the disciples inside the Divine Hall would never be able to pass through so easily without a special pass token. Even if the elder comes in person, you must be careful.”
Chen Ping did not look back, his steps were still brisk, as if it was not a cliff under his feet, but a flat avenue.
“Not familiar. It’s just that these prohibitions are too rough.” Chen Ping said disdainfully.
The corners of Yun Yao’s mouth twitched, and she was almost choked by her own saliva.
Too rough?
This is the mountain protection formation that the entire Bright Sanctuary is proud of!
In the entire fourteenth heaven, I don’t know how many forces want to imitate but can’t do it.
Countless strong people wanted to sneak into the capital and return, and even fell into it, leaving no bones left.
But in Chen Ping’s mouth, it became “too rough”?
She suddenly felt that she still knew too little about Chen Ping.
How many secrets is hidden in this seemingly young man? Who
is he?
Why is even the top secret of the Divine Hall like child’s play in his eyes?
Was he once a hidden formation master?
“Young master,”
Yun Yao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but the doubts in her heart became thicker, “Since you can break the ban so easily, why did you come forward to ask just now? Wouldn’t it be better to come up like this directly? Why do you need to do more to make the other party alert?”
Chen Ping paused slightly and turned his head to look at her. A hint of deep meaning flashed in
those deep eyes, as if there was an endless calculation hidden.
“Just now it was for the test. I want to see if the temple is as good as the outside world rumors.
He paused and continued: “If I can really strut in from the front, it means that there may be a big problem inside the temple, or they are deliberately luring fish to bait and waiting for their prey to fall into the net.”
And now it seems that they are very vigilant and have a tight frontal defense, but the omission on this side has exposed their inner arrogance. They thought that no one in the world could break this formation, so they left this only blind spot.
When Yun Yao heard this, she couldn’t help but shudder in her heart.
It turned out that it was a temptation just now.
The young master’s city is really unfathomable.
“Arrogance?”
Yun Yao repeated puzzledly, still a little confused in her eyes.
“Yes, arrogance.”
Chen Ping sneered, his voice particularly clear in the mountain wind, “They think that the formation is unparalleled in the world, but they don’t know the cycle of heaven, and things will be reversed.”
The more you pursue perfection, the easier it is to leave flaws in details. This kind of flaw can only be discovered by those who truly understand the origin of the formation. In their eyes, everyone in the world is foolish, and only they are the only ones, which is the way to death. As they
spoke, the two had already reached the edge of the mountaintop.
Chen Ping stopped, hid behind a huge blue-gray rock, and looked at the palaces on the top of the mountain through the gaps in the rock.
The scene in front of him made Yun Yao gasp. The building of the
temple is more magnificent than what you see below the mountain, showing extravagance and power everywhere.
In the center is a huge temple, made entirely of an unknown white jade.
That kind of jade emits a soft milky white halo in the sun, as if it has its own sacred attributes, making people dare not look at it directly.
The roof of the temple is inlaid with countless night pearls, which are not ordinary gemstones, but specially refined “spirit gathering beads”.
They are arranged in a specific star map shape, refracting bright light in the sun, setting off the entire temple like a heavenly palace, with a thousand auspicious auras. Around the
temple, there are dozens of side halls of different sizes, each of which is carved with beams and paintings, and the momentum is extraordinary. The
cornices and arches are carved with various divine beast patterns, including a phoenix spreading its wings, a majestic unicorn, and a dragon with teeth and claws.
These statues are lifelike, as if they will come to life at any time, guarding this sacred hall.
And in the square in front of the temple, hundreds of monks are gathering at this moment.
These people are dressed in different clothes, some are dressed in brocade clothes, obviously from major families, and have extraordinary demeanor;
some are ragged and yellow, like down-and-out people in casual cultivation, with tired eyes in their eyes.
But they all have one thing in common, that is, their eyes are full of longing and tension, as if they are about to face the judgment of fate.
They lined up in a long line and walked in turn to a huge stone tablet in the center of the square.
The stone tablet was three feet high, completely black, and was engraved with complex runes, faintly exuding palpitating fluctuations.
Whenever someone walked to the stone tablet, two disciples of the temple in white robes would supervise from the side, looking indifferent, like a god high above, looking at the ants below. The
test process was simple: press your hand on the stone tablet. The runes on the
stone tablet would flash, showing different lights.
some are cyan, representing lower blood; some are purple, representing medium blood; some are gold, representing upper blood. The color of the
light determines their next fate.