full-time psychic

Chapter 327 The Weak Voice

In the dark and gloomy forest, the three of Su Ling were trapped in the formation. Judging from the current situation, there should be no other way to get out except breaking the formation.

"Su Ling, do you know how to break this formation?" Everyone's questions focused on this point, and the only psychic among the three was Su Ling, and she was the hope of getting out alive.

At this moment, a certain village girl's heart is broken - Bai Ze's grandson only taught her physical and spiritual skills, and she has never learned anything about formations!

Although Aunt Su has never learned anything about it, all psychics know that the most basic elements for arranging formations are made of spirit patterns, and there are only 26 spirit patterns in total, so no matter how they change, the basic composition That's all, the so-called constant change is exactly what it is.

But Su Ling's understanding of formations stopped here. She didn't know how to arrange the formations with the words in her head, nor did she know how to use aura to activate the formations.

In fact, even within the Spiritual Village, there are very few people who know how to form formations. Firstly, this kind of mysterious spiritual art is extremely difficult to learn. It takes at least five years for the mid-level magic circle, and no one wants to learn it after coming and going.The second is that formations are expensive and labor-intensive to arrange, and they are rarely used in real battles, so they are not practical.

Su Ling secretly greeted the eighteenth generation of Situ Jingsi's ancestors, who used such a rare spiritual technique to make things difficult for her, and said so beautifully before coming out, as if everyone should be grateful to him.

"Su Ling?" Seeing that she had been staring blankly, Shen Peng called out again.

"Ah!" Su Ling pulled back her thoughts, and said seriously: "Arrays are like chicken ribs in the psychic world. It's a pity that they are useless to eat, so there are very few people who are proficient in them." There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "To be honest, I didn't expect him to use formations to deal with us, so...whether this thing can be broken or whether we can get out, these are still unknown."

Su Ling doesn't want to tell lies, she is not omnipotent, a psychic who can reach heaven and earth, there is no need to force herself to meet other people's expectations.

But what Situ Jingsi did was indeed beyond her expectation.If spirit beasts block the way, or any powerful psychic, she can do it, but this formation...she doesn't know anything at all!

"This...then what should we do about this?" Brother Wu showed bitterness, his brows drooping.The joy after escaping from the underground prison after all the hard work dissipated without even a scum left, as if a person suddenly ascended from hell to heaven, was suddenly hit by a stick by God, and fell to hell Scarier place.Owning it and losing it is scarier than never having it at all.

Compared with Brother Wu, Shen Peng needs to be calmer. Although Su Ling's words made him flustered for a moment, after all, being trapped in this forest for several days and nights is not something ordinary people can bear. How long can they live without water and without the food a normal human body needs?
But after thinking about it, he was relieved, Su Ling is still here, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, she can't just watch herself starve to death or die from exhaustion, even if she doesn't help Situ Jingsi, she won't let her go ?So as long as Su Ling is around, they still have hope.

Su Ling scanned the surrounding environment. The psychic's eyesight is extremely strong. With her current level, there is no problem in a radius of ten miles.This place is no different from a real primeval forest. The trees are all as tall as the sky, the grass on the ground is of different heights, and some mushrooms grow under the roots, but I don’t know if they can be eaten.

"Although I can't break this formation, if we can find the edge and break it, we still have a chance to go out." She said as she walked towards the open space where the weather was still good just now, although that place has now become up the forest.

"Really?" Wu Ge felt that his mood was like riding a roller coaster, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes depressed and sometimes excited, "Then let's go find it!"

Su Ling chuckled, stood still and crouched down, and said calmly: "Is it so easy to find the edge of the formation?" If they really found it after just one look, it would definitely not be Situ Jingsi who set up the formation, but Situ Jingsi. It's Xiong Jieba.

Shen Peng stroked his chin, his legs were slightly staggered, and asked, "What does edge mean?"

"The so-called edge is the area where the spiritual energy of the formation is the weakest. In short, it is the place where the caster's spiritual energy is the least concentrated. All spiritual arts have their weaknesses, and the formation is the same. The place where the spiritual energy is least concentrated is its weakness. As long as we concentrate the strength of the spiritual energy and break through the edge area, we can escape while the formation is repairing." Su Ling explained, but she couldn't help but admire Shen Peng in her heart, this man can get an idea every time he asks a question superior.

At this time, Su Ling had walked more than three feet away from the two of them, squatted down and rubbed the soil on the ground with his hands—it was dry and hot.

Her lips moved slightly, and she whispered in a very low voice: "Baihu, Baihu! Why don't you make a sound at such a critical time!"

Yes, a certain village girl still has this trump card, otherwise how could she not rush, calmly and calmly accept Situ Jingsi's challenge casually?

But... no response.

Su Ling shouted again: "Baihu! Why don't you make a sound!"

Although this distance will not make Wu Ge and Shen Peng regard her as a fool talking to himself, but squatting for a long time will also arouse suspicion, so the two people here stared at her together, Su Ling It's not easy to say anything, and he smiled awkwardly and got up.

Shen Peng coughed twice and asked, "Then, which way should we go next?"

Damn, you don't have to be so coincidental if you know how to step on something, why Su Ling doesn't know what you just ask!
A certain village girl deeply felt that the man in front of her must have done it on purpose.

Just when Su Ling's embarrassment could not be resolved, Bai Hu's heavy and thick voice suddenly sounded in her ears, but the voice sounded weaker and vague than usual, "Go in your direction."

It's so strange, Baihu usually speaks slowly, with the domineering majesty of a person in a high position, but today he speaks extremely fast, and the volume is obviously much lower - is it his own illusion?

Su Ling smiled, and pointed to the road behind her: "Go this way, the spiritual energy fluctuations here are small." After the two walked in front of her, she pretended to remember something, clapped her hands and said: "Go ahead first, it's convenient for me to go to the grass over there!"

"Well, then be careful!" Brother Wu said while walking back.

Su Ling swiftly ran to the big grass behind, and waited for Wu Ge and the others to go far away and could not hear him at all before calling out to the white tiger.

"Baihu, what's wrong with you today, why is your voice so weak?"

(End of this chapter)