Er Gouzi comprehends and studies the formation in the secret room of the Yuanying Patriarch every day. At first, he wanted to open the formation and get the treasure hidden in the secret room. There are many contents about formations in the inheritance he learned. To refine magic tools, spiritual tools and other items, you need to engrave formations on them. So every weapon refiner is equivalent to half a formation master. Every day, facing this formation, combined with the formation knowledge he has mastered, and refer to each other. He is actually addicted, and has long forgotten his original intention of opening the formation to search for treasures. Now his mind is full of various runes and various formation patterns. After comprehending and verifying, his formation level has greatly improved. Sometimes when he is interested, he directly finds some materials and sets up the formation on the spot. Er Gouzi is obsessed with the formation every day, and feels endless fun...
………… The white-haired evil cultivator has also made some progress recently. After asking around, he finally got the exact news. It is said that Er Gou would rather die than surrender, and even scolded Hu Lao Mo. This toughness surprised the white-haired evil cultivator, who was unlike Er Gou's style. But it is good to find someone. The news he got was that Zhang Er Gou and several other captives were dragged into Hu Lao Mo's house by a big iron chain. Then, Zhang Er Gou was never seen coming out again. I just don't know if he was eaten by the evil cultivator who made pills? The white-haired evil cultivator has been scouting around Hu Lao Mo's house these days. He hides in the dark every day and sees Hu Lao Mo go out early and come back late. Although he is not weak, he dare not provoke this kind of Jindan old demon unless he has no choice. On this day, the white-haired evil cultivator hid in the dark and watched Hu Lao Mo go out, and his back gradually disappeared at the end of the street. After waiting for a while, he climbed over a wall and entered Hu Lao Mo's house. He had already stepped on the spot. This place outside the wall is the smelliest, and the toilet is inside. This kind of location, usually no one would come if there was nothing going on, just right for sneaking in. The white-haired evil cultivator climbed over the wall, and there were some firewood and sundries piled up at his landing place, and there was no one around. He slapped a talisman on himself, and his figure disappeared instantly. At this moment, two foundation-building cultivators came to the firewood pile to move firewood. Seeing this, the white-haired evil cultivator became more cautious.
This old demon Hu is indeed unfathomable, and the people who cook in the mansion are all foundation-building cultivators. There must be many masters here. He didn't dare to barge in, and carefully followed behind the two firemen, eavesdropping on their conversation. However, the two people mentioned some generals for a while, and then mentioned the old demon Hu, and I didn't hear much useful information. The two foundation-building people were indeed just servants who cooked and cooked. The two of them were holding firewood in the kitchen and cooking, chatting in the meantime. The two chatted about everything. "Zhang Ergou is a dark guy who is a thief. Do you know how smelly his feet are?" The white-haired evil cultivator finally heard the news about Zhang Ergou. His name was Zhang Ergou, and he was very dark. He must have been right. He quickly pricked up his ears to eavesdrop. At the same time, another person in the kitchen asked curiously. "How smelly?" "Yesterday, when he took off his shoes, the mice in the house were all choked and ran away." "Also, pour the water he used to wash his feet into the pond. After a while, all the fish floated up." "Hahaha..." The two laughed and talked about other topics. Although the white-haired evil cultivator did not hear any further news, he was at least sure that Zhang Ergou was not dead and lived here. He was not in a hurry now. He just guarded the kitchen. When the meal was ready, Zhang Ergou should also want to eat. Or when the water was boiled, Zhang Ergou might wash his feet. It's just that I often saw Ergouzi barefoot before, but I didn't expect his feet to be so smelly. He waited quietly here. After a while, the two of them prepared several large buckets of food. "These two large buckets are for all of us to eat." "General Chen and General Zhu have been practicing behind closed doors for the past two days and have not eaten." "Go ask Zhang Ergou if he wants to eat?" "Okay, I'll be back soon." A fireman responded and left alone. Such a good opportunity, the white-haired evil cultivator naturally couldn't miss it, and quietly followed behind. The cook walked to a door and knocked gently. "Senior Zhang, do you want to eat?" "Of course I do. People are made of iron and food is made of steel. Why don't you eat? Bring me a large bucket."
A rough male voice came from the room. The white-haired evil cultivator felt a little strange. The voice sounded a little familiar, but it was definitely not Zhang Ergou. He stood outside the door, and when the cook left, he also walked to the door to confirm. Sure enough, this guy's feet were very smelly. He could smell the smell of stinky feet when he walked to the door. He also knocked on the door gently. "Is Zhang Ergou in the room?" "Who is calling you uncle?" It was still the same rough and familiar voice inside, definitely not Ergouzi. The white-haired evil cultivator gently pushed open a crack in the door, and a smell of foot odor hit him in the face. Even though he had good cultivation, he almost couldn't stand it. However, through the crack in the door, he saw the person in the room clearly. At the same time, the person in the room also stared at the crack in the door with a pair of big eyes. The two looked at each other! "It's you!" "It's you!" Both of them were stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party to appear here, and then asked again. "Why are you here?" "Why are you here?" The two of them asked the same question subconsciously. "Hahaha……" "Hahaha……" The white-haired evil cultivator smiled, and a smell of foot odor rushed straight to his forehead. However, he still took a deep breath at the door, then held his breath and walked in, then carefully closed the door. In the room, a big black man with a leopard head and ringed eyes was crossing his legs and digging his feet hard with his fingers. "Why are you here?" "Alas! It's hard to describe. We were defeated and captured and sent here. We thought we would definitely die this time, but we didn't expect to be rescued again." As the big black man spoke, he put his fingers that were picking at his feet in front of his nose and took a deep breath. "How did you get here again?"
The white-haired evil cultivator was extremely disgusted by this and took a step back. "It's not because of you." "I heard in the capital that Qingzhou suffered a huge defeat and that everyone was either killed or captured." "It just so happened that Zhang Ergou was among them. He didn't know whether to live or die, so I rushed here day and night." "Who knew I had been asking for so long and wasted so much time and effort that it turned out to be you impersonating Zhang Ergou." The white-haired evil cultivator was a little annoyed when he said this. "Shh!" The big black man put his hand in front of his nose and made a silencing gesture. "Don't tell anyone. No one here knows yet. They all think I am Zhang Ergou." "You said it was not good for you to pretend to be someone else. Why did you pretend to be Zhang Ergou and make my work go in vain?" The white-haired evil cultivator thought he had found a clue this time and wasted several days of time and energy, but now the clue has been broken again. "Hehe... I don't often hear people talking about this Zhang Ergou, so I borrowed his name casually." "Have you ever heard of or seen Zhang Ergou among the captives?" "No, never. They probably died in battle. Too many people died this time, even General Ji died!" The big black man said and continued to dig at the seams of his feet with his fingers. When the white-haired evil cultivator heard this, his heart twitched hard. Yes, even General Ji died in the battle, and so many masters of the Zhenguo Army died. With Ergouzi's strength, how could he survive until now? However, he still refused to give up and planned to look for it again. Thinking of this, he turned around silently and was about to leave. "Would you like to have a meal together before leaving?" The big black man put the fingers that had rubbed his feet to his nose, smelled it, and then asked. "I won't eat anymore. I want to search again to see if I can find any news about Zhang Ergou." "If you have any news about Zhang Ergou, please tell me in time." The white-haired evil cultivator is naturally Sima Yi, but he still doesn't give up. If he couldn't find it in Xiexiu City, he would go to the demon army and inquire quietly. Sima Yi came out of the black man's house, climbed over the wall and left without disturbing the others. Not long after he left, Hu Laomo came back from outside. Ergouzi had a good harvest today. He had already mastered the formation to some extent.
He planned to fully master this formation before opening it. In the future, as long as I have the right materials, I should be able to lay out this formation.