Gu Fenghua glanced at Yu Boqian, and secretly felt lucky for him: Fortunately, he didn't forge that giant axe, otherwise he would not only destroy the Burning Sky Sect, but also kill all Qingyang Sect disciples including him.
"Fen Tianzong, the name of the ancestor's sect is Burning Tianzong? How do you know, and how do you know that this is Xuanyuan Potian Axe? Who are you?" Yu Boqian also realized at this time that he was too reckless , while secretly afraid, he looked at Gui Yezi with a puzzled expression.
"If you want to open this barrier, you can only rely on formation techniques, and you must not use brute force." Gui Yezi did not answer his question, but said anxiously.
Restricted by the space seal, he cannot leave the Yaomu cauldron for too long, and his figure has gradually become illusory, so he must hurry up and tell Gu Fenghua the most important thing.
"A formation technique?" Gu Fenghua frowned. This enchantment is so huge, and so profound and mysterious, although she is somewhat confident in her formation technique, but if she asks herself, she can't understand it without a hundred years.
"I pass you a set of handprints. Although I can't completely break the barrier, it should be able to open a passage for you to enter the sect. But I don't have much time, so I can only teach you once. You must be careful. After Gui Yezi finished speaking, he immediately made his fingerprints.
Gu Fenghua didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly gathered his spiritual thoughts, watched every subtle change between his fingers intently, and then made handprints one after another.
Next to him, Yu Boqian also started to learn. Although Gui Yezi didn't have the time to pay attention to him, and he still didn't know the identity of the old man, he could tell from that few words that this senior had a great connection with the ancient sect in front of him, and he was probably related to the patriarch How can I miss this great opportunity to learn art from my teacher.
But unfortunately, he only made five or six fingerprints, and he gave up helplessly. Gui Yezi's movements are really too fast, and each handprint is exquisite and endlessly changing. It is impossible to comprehend it with his comprehension. In fact, after these few handprints were printed, he had already started to feel short of breath, as if a huge stone was pressed against his chest, so he dared not continue.
Gui Yezi's figure became more and more illusory, and the movement of making handprints became faster and faster. In the end, Yu Boqian couldn't even see the changes between his fingers clearly.
However, Gu Fenghua's movement of making handprints is still smooth and free, and it is getting faster and faster.
Under the moonlight, she was dressed in white, with flying sleeves like clouds, and runes flashed out from her fingers, dancing like a moon elf! The moonlight fell on her body, making that delicate and graceful figure even more beautiful and mysterious.
Yu Boqian looked at Gu Fenghua with envy and admiration, and secretly sighed in his heart: What is a genius, this is the real genius! I don't know how the so-called geniuses and wizards of the major holy sects in the rumors will feel when they see this scene before them, and will they die of shame!
Perhaps Gu Fenghua's reputation is still unknown at this time, but I believe that in the near future, she will let those so-called geniuses know how sad and hopeless it is to be born in the same era as her.
But fortunately, he has never been a genius, so there is no need to feel sorry for himself. For the first time in his life, Sovereign Yu felt extremely fortunate for his somewhat mediocre aptitude.
Finally, after Gui Yezi made the last back seal, his figure was so illusory that only a white shadow remained. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com