Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen

Those men in black were numerous, at least there were more than a hundred of them.They gathered in small groups on the other side of the river calmly, facing Neizhuang across the small bamboo bridge. These people are all empty-handed, and they don't seem to be carrying any weapons, only a few of them who look like little bosses are holding a mobile phone in their hands.This detail made Monk Peter feel relieved, at least those enemies were not stupid enough to use modern thermal weapons, otherwise it might really be a dead end. The bubbles in Mrs. Wei's pen array picture are constantly expanding, and it seems that they may burst at any time.Probably because they are afraid of the power of this pen array, these people just stand by the river, but they dare not step on the bamboo bridge, let alone try to burst the bubble.These more than a hundred people stood there motionless, indescribably strange.

Luo Zhongxia looked at it for a while, then whispered to Monk Peter: "These people don't seem to have a single official." Monk Peter gave a "hmm", and his doubts grew stronger.How can these more than a hundred ordinary people force Nei Zhuang to sacrifice his pen and map, so that he can't shrink back? Luo Zhongxia added: "But I don't think they are ordinary people, nor are they pen boys...how should I put it? They feel like robots. I don't feel any emotional fluctuations in them." Luo Zhongxia possesses the mind of Huai Su Zen, her own mind can be completely calm, and she can also detect subtle changes in other people's emotions.But when he extended the tentacles of perception to those people, it was as if he touched a cold stone, unconscious, cold and hard.Luo Zhongxia was very puzzled. Faced with such a once-in-a-century spectacle like Mrs. Wei's pen array, you should be afraid at least, right?Even if you are not afraid, at least you should be surprised, right?Even if you're not surprised, at least you should be anxious, right?Even if you're not in a hurry, you should be excited...

But these people didn't show anything. If judged purely by brain waves and emotions, they were no different from vegetative people in a deep coma.Wei Zhuang was forced by more than a hundred vegetative people to use the treasure of Zhenzhuang, which is funny no matter how he hears it. "Could it be that they are waiting for something..." Luo Zhongxia felt a little uneasy. Monk Peter sneered, "Wait? They also think of the pen diagram too simply." As if to prove Monk Peter's words, the pen pattern above Neizhuang began to change strangely, the big bubble began to tear itself, and the shape gradually changed, and the air in Neizhuang became restless.The men in black felt the pressure and raised their heads higher, but none of them flinched.

Soon the state of the pen array diagram stabilized again. This time its shape became more straight than straight, curved and curved, just like the "nu" stroke in calligraphy. "It seems that Uncle Dingguo is planning to switch from defense to offense." Monk Peter pushed aside the bamboo leaves, staring intently. According to the characteristics of the strokes, Mrs. Wei's brushstrokes are divided into several types: "horizontal" is like a thousand miles of clouds, "point" is like a falling stone from a mountain, "left" is like the horn of a rhinoceros and elephant, and "vertical" is like a long live withered vine , "Na" is like crashing waves and thunder, "Nu" is like a crossbow hair, and "hook" is like a crossbow tendon.There is a big difference in power between the types, but it is a set of formations with both offense and defense, which is definitely not what ordinary people imagine can only be defensive.

And this "nuzhi gesture" is a very strong type of attack.It wants to hold back the pen, and accumulates the power of the pen spirit in the pen array in this "not to send". When it reaches the limit... It's a deadly crossbow! In an instant, everyone lost their eyesight and felt that the entire retina was filled with white light.An extremely huge spiritual pressure roared past, like a steam locomotive passing by at high speed, making people suffocate, feeling that the whole body was almost sucked under the wheels. After waiting for dozens of seconds, the four of them managed to adjust from this trance, their hearts beating loudly and their tinnitus still ringing.Yan Zheng was the first to recover. He opened his eyes and looked outside, and he couldn't help saying in shock, "This...is really...too awesome."

On the ground outside Neizhuang, an extremely wide and deep gully was plowed out. The shape of the gully was straight and the edges were extremely neat. A small hillside in the distance was completely flattened and turned into a strange big pit—— It was as if someone had written a thick brushstroke on a piece of green land, then paused on the hillside, and struggled back—as for the people in black standing in this area just now, it seemed as if they had never existed before. , I'm afraid it has been completely annihilated by this huge force. The power of Mrs. Wei's pen array is so powerful!

"Is this a picture of the pen formation or the space battleship Yamato..." Luo Zhongxia was speechless. Although he had seen the power of Lu You's pen formation before, compared with this one, that pen formation was simply the difference between a pistol and a missile. The Wei family counterattacked so sharply, and Monk Peter himself felt proud. He said with a little pride: "Mrs. Wei's pen formation diagram is proficient in many changes of the pen, and the mystery of it is something that those guys can see through." After the men in black suffered this severe blow, they did not show any shock or panic, and still stood where they were, like the stone statue of Weng Zhong guarding the mausoleum.This was beyond the expectations of Monk Peter, Yan Zheng and Luo Zhongxia.

"Should it be said that they are simply brave and fearless, or are they slow to respond..." Yan Zheng rubbed his chin with a hint of teasing. But Monk Peter thought more: "For a guy of this level, the Wei family can handle it even if they don't use a pen. But Uncle Dingguo chose to stick to it. Could it be that they still have a backhand..." While he was meditating, the brush pattern in the distance suddenly changed again. The entire bubble elongated toward the sides, and the edges became flattened, slowly turning into the shape of a long knife spanning the entire Neizhuang. It's round, but it's extremely sharp.

"A pen gesture!" Even if Luo Zhongxia doesn't know calligraphy anymore, he can still recognize it from the monstrous momentum and shape. According to the Bizhentu, the "handwriting gesture" is Lu Duan's rhinoceros horn.In calligraphy, the horizontal strokes are the sharpest, sweeping across the world with one stroke.Looking at the posture of the horizontal knife in front of them, it seems that the people in Neizhuang don't intend to delay time with these guys, and plan to finish their work in one battle and wipe them all out. At this time, Qin Yi, who had been silent all this time, frowned. She tugged at the corner of Yan Zheng's clothes: "I think this is weird."

Yan Zhengzheng saw Xing's head, and casually replied, "What's so weird?" Qin Yidao: "Those men in black seem to be chanting something, but unfortunately I can't hear it because it's too far away." Yan Zheng chuckled, "Probably because he knew that a disaster was imminent, so he was reciting sutras for himself." Seeing his relaxed face, Qin Yi knew that this guy didn't care at all, so she gave him a glare, so she had no choice but to tell Monk Peter.She and Monk Peter had heart problems, and they hadn't been able to get along very well, so she couldn't take care of it at this time.After hearing Qin Yi's worries, Monk Peter just smiled: "No matter how weird they are, they are no match for the pen formation diagram. Don't worry."

At this time, the huge blade formed by the pen formation began to move, sweeping across the sky and the ground, and the huge spiritual pressure lifted up the monstrous sand, like a stormy sea, and the entire ground of Neizhuang was shaken violently.The "pushing gesture" just now was a point attack, but now the "pushing gesture" is a full-face attack, a large area is swept away, under this kind of attack, there is absolutely no reason for anyone to survive. This time, the four of them behaved well, and quickly closed their eyes so as not to be dazzled by the light of the pen array diagram.I could only hear a steady stream of rumbling sounds in my ears, accompanied by sharp friction sounds, which was very ear-piercing.The fluctuations of the earthquake were so strong that even the rock crevices where they were hiding trembled violently. Soon they sensed that something was wrong.The offensive of the pen gesture should be a matter of an instant, and it will not drag on for so long.They opened their eyes one after another, and then looked outside, they couldn't help being surprised. The scribble gesture that was determined to win was unexpectedly blocked. Dozens of pillars of air blocked the pen gesture.These pillars of air are as thick as the corridor pillars of the main hall, and the billowing breath in the pillars is condensed and does not disperse, and there is a dark blue light in the thick place.These pillars of air criss-cross, towering up to the sky, forming a forest of pillars.The aura that makes up the pillar is quite strange, it is said that smoke is not smoke, but it is not like light when it is said that it is light, the shape is scattered but the spirit is not scattered, the knife is cutting on it, and it is impossible to advance an inch for a while. The huge roar and friction sound just now was the sound made by the competition between the pen array and these dozens of pillars. What surprised them even more was that the source of each pillar of energy was a man in black.The men in black sat cross-legged, emitting that dark blue aura from all over their bodies. These auras rushed towards the sky above the men in black, constantly replenishing the air intake column and making it bigger.From a distance, it looks like there is a person under the pillar. Luo Zhongxia had a Zen mind, and he could barely suppress his surprise. He glanced around and found that not all the men in black had turned into pillars of energy, but most of them.There are also a small group of men in black standing in place, motionless, turning a blind eye to the vision around them. At this time, the confrontation in the sky has become intense.Although the strokes of the pen array diagram are sharp and strong, the stamina is not enough. When encountering such a tangled forest of pillars, there is nothing to do for a while, so it starts to change again. The long and narrow horizontal knife began to shrink, the edge of the blade continued to undulate, and the blade body shrunk smaller and smaller, finally converging into a circle.Strictly speaking, this is not a circle, but a point.There is a pause, clearly visible. Condensing the pen spirit in the pen array into one point, how powerful should it be? The point is like a falling stone from a mountain! It turned into a pen pattern with a few strokes, circling half a circle in mid-air, and suddenly fell, really like a rock falling from a high mountain, with the wind and thunder hitting one of the pillars.Even if the pillar of air is supported by other pillars, it is difficult to resist this kind of attack of "only attacking one point, not as good as the rest".There was only a whine, and the man in black under the pillar shook his figure and fell to the ground.As soon as he fell to the ground, he lost his breath, and the column of air that could not be sustained collapsed immediately, turning into a cloud of floating smoke, which quickly disappeared into the air. "Let me just say, even if they have some knowledge, they are still playing tricks." Yan Zheng said happily.Before he finished speaking, he saw a man in black who hadn't participated in sitting down cross-legged. A breath shot out from his body and condensed into a new column of air. It turned out that they had so many people here, they had prepared them as backup. But even so, what can be changed?Dot pen gestures continue to rampage, everywhere the air column collapses.In just one minute, four pillars of air had been broken. Although there were new men in black to replace them immediately, if this consumption continued, the men in black would soon have no more manpower. Qin Yi was careful, but when the other three were looking at the battle between Zhu Lin and Zhu Lin, she was counting secretly in her heart.Soon she discovered that there were a total of seventy-two air pillars in the entire forest of pillars, and every time one was broken, it would be immediately repaired, and there were always seventy-two pillars in existence. What is the significance of these seventy-two...Qin Yi fell into deep thought, the seventy-two changes?Seventy-two earth evil spirits? She suddenly thought of a possibility, the greatest possibility, and her face suddenly turned pale. Seeing her abnormality, Yan Zheng held her hand and said, "What are you worried about, Wei Zhuang is now in an advantageous position." Qin Yi ignored him, grabbed Monk Peter by the collar, and said loudly: "Quick, let's go down quickly, go to Wei Zhuang, and tell them to put away the pen array diagram!" "There are seventy-two air pillars here, don't you understand?" Qin Yi glared at Monk Peter. It's normal for Yan Zheng and Luo Zhongxia not to know these. You guys have read so many books, how could you not think of them? After listening to Qin Yi's words, Monk Peter pondered for a while, then raised his head with shock on his face: "Could it be..." "There's no time! Take advantage of the fact that they're fighting and don't have time to talk to us!" After Qin Yi finished speaking, he turned over and jumped off the rock crevice, and ran towards Neizhuang.Monk Peter followed closely behind. Yan Zheng and Luo Zhongxia looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what was going on, but they would not let their companions take risks alone, and jumped down the crack.The four of them used their supernatural powers and rushed towards Neizhuang.Just above their heads, the battle between Dianbiji and Zhulin was in full swing. One of the two sides had a strong ship and powerful guns, and the other had a large number of people, and they refused to give in to each other. The men in black didn't respond to their appearance. Luo Zhongxia and the others just took advantage of it and ran away.Just as they were approaching the small bamboo bridge, there was a sudden dull sound of rolling thunder in the sky, and a huge spiritual energy descended from the sky. The pressure of this aura was too great, Luo Zhongxia, Yan Zheng and Qin Yi's hearts trembled for a moment, they were unable to do what they wanted, and fell to the ground one after another.Only Monk Peter, who has no pen skills, can barely hold on. Contrary to them, the seventy-two air pillars seemed to have been stimulant, and their morale was boosted, sweeping towards the pen array.The pen array turned into a "point stroke" suddenly found that he could no longer go on the rampage like before. The flexibility and tenacity of these air columns had reached a level, and several times they almost entangled the pen array. And the aura in the sky became more and more intense. Although he still couldn't see his figure clearly, the aura that pierced the sky had completely enveloped the entire Neizhuang. "Peter... what, what's going on..." Luo Zhongxia gasped and asked, he was a little confused, "What did Qin Yi tell you just now?" Monk Peter raised his head and sighed: "The benefactor Qin's eyes are like torches, but I was negligent. These pillars of Qi are formed by the awe-inspiring righteousness, and they are shaped like bundles of repairs. The seventy-two bundles of repairs represent the seventy-two O sage." Seventy-two sages? Confucius had three thousand disciples, and a total of seventy-two sages came out. The enemy turned out to be Confucianism.