I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 258: The Formation Ring is Completed

While Yan Ping was speaking, the vortex had stabilized and not a single drop of water entered it.

At the same time, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the place below that looked like land, and a hole appeared out of thin air.

When Yan Ping saw this scene, he took Wen Ye in before they went in.

In the blink of an eye, the world before my eyes changed.

The fresh water vapor turned into moisture and stuffiness at this moment.

Wen Ye frowned, then he relaxed his brows and looked around when he recalled the formation on Yan Ping's cloak.

When he saw this, he was stunned for a moment.

The entrance was very small, but after entering, he found that the space inside was ridiculously large, and it gave Wen Ye a sense of familiarity.

It's very similar to the cave in Fire Spirit City.

There was a hint of strangeness in Wen Ye's eyes. Just as he was about to say something, the Left Protector and the female cultivator came in. After they turned a corner, the female cultivator whispered.

"Left Protector, all the monks we captured recently are here."

Wen Ye glanced over and saw dozens of monks lying on the ground in a mess, all of them unconscious.

Wen Ye glanced at them one by one, and frowned, "Mei Can is not here."

Mei Chan is not here, then where would he be?

Yan Ping hummed, his eyes dim, "If you're not here, then..."

Wen Ye had been looking at him and suddenly spoke again, interrupting what he was about to say.

"Senior, there is something wrong with this cave. I need to take a look. Can you leave a tracking spell on them? When we have solved the problem in the cave, we can go over and take a look."

Yan Ping glanced over melancholy, and after a while, he closed his eyes to block out the malice in them.

"can."

Wen Ye's eyes fell on Yan Ping's eyebrows.

He could feel that Yan Ping cared about Mei Can, but Yan Ping didn't want to admit it.

Yan Ping would also regard some close relationships as a disaster. For example, he once had a brief possessiveness towards Yan Ping, which made Yan Ping use soul-stealing and give him hints.

What happened to Yan Ping in the past that led to his current situation?

Wen Ye recalled the sticky malice just now, that kind of thing seemed to appear when Yan Ping was in a bad mood.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes unconsciously.

"Look at whatever you want to do, hurry up."

Yan Ping suddenly spoke.

At this time, all the monks were caught by the left protector with a net, and the cave became quiet again.

Wen Ye's eyes were calm and he said straight, "I was wondering what happened to you, Senior, in the past."

Yan Ping opened his eyelids, revealing his dark pupils, and looked at him with a gloomy look, "Why are you asking this?"

Wen Ye didn't move, "Curious."

Yan Ping glanced at him coldly and said, "Children should not ask about adult matters."

Wen Ye corrected him for the first time.

"I am seventeen years old. If I were a mortal, I would probably be a father."

Yan Ping sneered, his malicious intent faded a little, "If you were among the monks, you would be nothing but a kid whose hair hasn't even grown out yet."

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping for a long while, then suddenly asked, "So how old are you this year, senior?"

Wen Ye knew that his mind was not normal now, and he had a desire to explore Yan Ping's past.

It was a kind of peeping under a hidden desire, mixed with a joy that he didn't want others to know.

Wen Ye hid his emotions so deeply that Yan Ping thought he was just asking casually.

Yan Ping narrowed his eyes and answered casually, "240 years old."

After he finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on his face, "My face doesn't match my age."

"I killed many people, found the best-looking parts of their faces, and pieced this together bit by bit."

"To ensure the best results, I kept them all alive before peeling their faces off."

Yan Ping threatened Wen Ye as he spoke.

The voice is sinister and makes people feel terrified when hearing it.

Wen Ye still sensed some malicious intent, but he didn't take it to heart. At least Yan Ping had never killed anyone in front of him.

He is full of malice, but he has never done anything out of line.

Compared to what Yan Ping said now, he was more inclined to believe that Yan Ping was making things up.

Therefore, the age Yan Ping mentioned must be false.

Wen Ye simply didn't look at Yan Ping, and didn't care whether he was the one who started the topic, and directly observed the surrounding environment.

The ignored Yan Ping: "..."

He always felt that Wen Ye had been disobedient and a little too presumptuous recently.

Since he couldn't scare anyone, he stopped talking.

The last time Wen Ye saw the patterns in the cave in Huo Ling City was because blood fell on that special pillar, but in this cave, there was nothing superfluous.

After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly closed his eyes and began to think about the symbol he saw on the pillar last time, and then found the corresponding target.

He then used his spiritual power to outline a formation symbol.

Just when he was about to find a place to make a copy of his blood, he suddenly saw a faint golden light.

The array pattern extended from his hand and reached a certain stone wall in the cave.

The moment he wanted to touch it, Wen Ye saw those light golden lines appear again.

They complete the combination again and again at an extremely fast speed, and then continue to extend upwards.

Deep in Wen Ye's eyes, the golden lines were projected this time. The formation patterns that he had once memorized were now completely understood.

He continued to verify it with the golden lines outlined in front of him, and at this moment he finally understood and mastered the mysterious array.

Time passes little by little.

Yan Ping's eyes fell on Wen Ye, waiting quietly.

When Wen Ye woke up again, he felt as if he had reached a strange time. He looked at Yan Ping and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Senior, how long has it been?"

Yan Ping looked him up and down, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Only one stick of incense has passed. How long do you think it has been?"

Wen Ye couldn't help but raise his hand and press his forehead, "The world changes with time."

Yan Ping raised his eyebrows. "You've entered a state of enlightenment. That's normal. Just get used to it."

Wen Ye's eyes fell on Yan Ping, but he immediately forced himself to look away.

He didn't feel it before, but now he really felt like he hadn't seen Yan Ping for a long time, and his eyes were glued to Yan Ping.

Wen Ye didn't want to be exposed, lest Yan Ping give him a hint or something else and mess up his mind again.

He focused his mind on this harvest, and suddenly raised his hand to weave a formation ring.

In an instant, the formation ring took shape. Its structure was much simpler than his previous ones, and it had completely become a whole.

When Yan Ping saw this scene, his eyebrows lit up instantly and he took a few steps closer.

"Is it successful this time?"

Wen Ye saw him approaching, but did not avoid him. He let Yan Ping approach him with a smile on his face, "This is what I gained from this cave."

As he spoke, he glanced greedily at Yan Ping's eyebrows before looking away.

"This is the place in Guanshui City where the demon cultivators perform sacrifices. The golden lines are also incomplete."

"But it is still more complete than Fire Spirit City. I gained a lot this time."

"The place where Mei Can is imprisoned should be this kind of place. We can go look for it now."

Yan Ping's eyebrows moved slightly, and he felt the traces of the magic left behind just now. He hasn't stopped yet, but it doesn't matter, it's the same if he follows behind.

He grabbed Wen Ye's shoulders.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."