Chapter 81: Divination and Oddity
When Liao Huaixian struck the mud with his True Yang Hammer, a cloud of white mist suddenly emerged from the mud underneath. It was a sign that the condensed Yang energy exploded in a short period of time and water vapor appeared.
The two hands that were hugging his neck suddenly broke into pieces and finally turned into several pieces of charcoal.
Liao Huaixian looked carefully and saw that they were two arms made of wood, which was the characteristic of Yin-Yang ghost magic. Without thinking too much, he pressed the ground with one hand and spun his body suddenly. The arm that was holding his ankle was twisted by him and broke at the root.
He flipped over and stood up, and saw the wet mud on the ground stirring, and dark arms stretched out, like countless poisonous snakes with their heads raised.
Liao Huaixian had an extremely clear idea in his mind that it was impossible for all these ghost hands to be real. Only some of them were created by Yin-Yang ghost magic, and the others were all manifested by the formation.
Huang Shaotang didn't care about that. He just kept crushing the ghost hands, no matter how many there were. Wherever he went, the ghost hands disintegrated and black air curled up.
But Liao Huaixian knew that this was not a solution, so he concentrated more on calculating the changes in the formation. However, the more he calculated, the more frightened he became. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and soon his whole body was soaked with sweat.
This battle of divination is like a game between chess masters. It is not a test of brute force, but a test of mental strength and intelligence.
If you meet a worthy opponent, it's okay, at most you'll feel a little tired. But if you meet a master whose level is twice or even several times higher than yours, the torture will be unimaginable.
Liao Huaixian has been calculating with all his concentration, but with every step he takes, he finds that he is making a wrong move, as if he is walking through a maze with no end, and the person he is playing chess with is right above his head, overlooking him, with a firm grasp of the overall situation.
Others are the butchers and I am the meat!
This is the only situation at the moment.
Faced with such despair, Liao Huaixian could not give up, because if he could not hold on, Huang Shaotang would inevitably be trapped and die here.
Under the double pressure of mental and physical stress, Liao Huaixian felt a black screen before his eyes and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".
He only felt a figure beside him flash by, and in the dim light he saw Huang Shaotang's stern face appear in front of him, and he quickly tapped his heart.
"If clever tactics don't work, use force!" Huang Shaotang shouted in his ear.
Liao Huaixian's mind suddenly became clear, and as the blood clots were spit out, the depression in his chest was mostly gone, and his spirits were lifted. He saw Huang Shaotang striding forward. All kinds of ghosts kept crawling out around him, but he swept them all away regardless of whether they were real or fake. It seemed that he was planning to push past them.
Liao Huaixian quickly chased after them, cast a spell to disperse the ghosts that pounced on the two of them, followed Huang Shaotang and shouted: "This formation is huge and delicate, it definitely can't be set up overnight!"
"What do you mean?" Huang Shaotang asked expressionlessly as he swept away the ghosts that kept coming.
"It should have taken a long time to set up, several months, or even several years!" Although Liao Huaixian believed that he could not crack this formation, he had been immersed in the art of divination for so many years that he was confident in this judgment.
The sophistication of a formation is related to the level of the person who sets it up. The higher the attainment of the person who sets it up, the more profound and mysterious the formation will be.
But if we talk about the size and sophistication of a formation, it only depends on the effort spent on setting up the formation, which cannot be changed by either a master of numerology or a mediocre one.
For example, the more basic "ghost wall" is known to anyone who has studied the art of divination.
But even if it is a ghost wall, different people will set it up in different patterns. The most obvious difference between a master and a novice is that the ghost wall set up by a novice can be easily broken, while the ghost wall set up by a master may trap you until you die.
But no matter whether it is a ghost wall set up by an expert or a novice, they all have one thing in common, which is simplicity, because they only spend a little time to set it up casually.
For example, if you are trapped in a forest, the people inside are just wandering around in the same forest they just walked through. In a cave, all they are wandering around in are the same, endless rock walls.
But this wetland is different. The details inside are so complicated that they are creepy. There is reality within the illusion and illusion within the reality. Even a master of numerology like Liao Huaixian cannot tell which part is real and which part is illusion after entering it.
To achieve this, it goes without saying that the person who set up the formation had a high level of attainment in numerology, and more importantly, this formation must have taken a very long time to carefully arrange.
This time may be measured in years!
Moreover, this wetland is not located in any deep mountains or forests. There are many tourists during the day, but this formation has not been discovered by anyone. This can only mean that the formation was set up using hidden methods, and most of the key structures are likely to be hidden deep underground or in puddles.
Normally the formation is dead, and it will only become visible after being deliberately activated by someone.
Who on earth would spend so much effort to build such a formation in this wetland, and what is his purpose?
The more Liao Huaixian thought about it, the more frightened he became.
"No matter what that person's purpose is, let's talk about it after he gets out!" Huang Shaotang didn't look too moved after listening to Liao Huaixian's analysis.
At this time, he no longer distinguished between east, south, west and north, but just focused on one direction and pushed forward.
Liao Huaixian knew very well that such a brute force approach would not work, but he also knew that with his level of numerology, he could not crack it by clever brute force.
Seeing Huang Shaotang's ability and courage, he was also aroused with heroic spirit. He simply ignored everything and followed Section Chief Huang like a rookie who knew nothing about numerology.
The two men ran a long distance, killing from one side to the other, and they fought off several waves of ghosts that rushed up. But after they killed one wave after another, this wetland was still the same wetland, with vast water and endless reeds, without any change.
After all, Liao Huaixian was old and his physical strength was beginning to fail.
It was impossible to ask for help from outside. He had checked his cell phone long ago and there was no signal. Obviously, the person who set up the formation would not make such a low-level mistake.
"Is it okay?" I heard Huang Shaotang asked in the front.
"Of course!" Liao Huaixian smiled. At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly sank, and most of his legs were swallowed by the mud.
This is clearly solid ground, so it is impossible for it to suddenly turn into a swamp. It is clearly a manifestation of a formation.
Huang Shaotang saw the opportunity very quickly. He kicked back and kicked a piece of rotten wood next to him to Liao Huaixian. He quickly jumped up and stepped on the wood, using the force to jump up again and pull Liao Huaixian out of the mud.
But at this moment, something strange happened. The piece of wood suddenly turned into a sinister-looking loach. It screamed "ji" and then hugged Huang Shaotang's ankle and sank suddenly.
Liao Huaixian tried his best, and at the critical moment, he used the Treasure Wheel Seal and pressed it towards Huang Shaotang in mid-air. He was hit by the backlash of the force, and his body suddenly sank a lot further, all the way down to his waist.
But as long as this Treasure Wheel Seal can push Huang Shaotang out, it will be worth it!
But before he could finish his thought, three black shadows jumped out of the mud, one of them grabbed Huang Shaotang's other leg, and the other two rushed straight towards his face.
This is a real ghost, not an illusion. Once it is attacked, given the ferocity of these ghost dolls, the ghost will immediately end up blinded and with a pierced throat.
Huang Shaotang closed his legs and swung his arms, splitting the four ghost dolls into several pieces of puppets, but his body inevitably fell into the mud, and his feet suddenly sank into the mud.
Huang Shaotang quickly folded his hands in front of his chest, put his five fingers together, formed a seal and pressed downwards, mud and water splashed, and he was going to use this force to rise from the ground.
But before he could pull himself up, several ghost hands suddenly appeared and pulled him down. At this point, Huang Shaotang had no strength to rely on and was dragged into the mud.
This time he sank even more violently and fiercely than Liao Huaixian, and it reached his chest in an instant.
At the same time, countless ghosts emerged from all directions, real or fake, they jumped up and pounced on the two of them, like a dark cloud pressing down on their heads.
