Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Jiang Wanshang has learned the formation.

As a student of Lingyun Academy, this is a compulsory course.

Of course, it can't be compared with Chen Yiyi, she is majoring in this aspect.

Based on Jiang Wanshang's understanding of the formation method, it is indeed as Chen Yiyi said that the lines of the formation inscription have strict inscription guidelines.

If the angle is slightly offset or other similar situations, it will cause problems with the operation of the entire formation.

The formation inscriptions drawn by Luo Chuan, Jiang Wanshang felt very similar to what he had learned, but there were great differences.

She was very curious about it.

"The formation inscriptions are equivalent to the channels for communicating the spiritual power of heaven and earth. They are all discovered through countless experiments by predecessors. They are all fixed existence." Chen Yiyi looked thoughtful.

"But although the boss painted this one is a bit like the one that accelerates the gathering of spiritual power, they are very different." Jiang Wanshang's doubts still have not been answered.

"The boss might be creating a new formation inscription!" Chen Yiyi's expression became excited.

"Create a new formation inscription?" Jiang Wanshang couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Hmm, no, it should be like that." Chen Yiyi nodded repeatedly, feeling that she had guessed the truth of the matter, "The reason for the similarity is simple, the boss was created on the original basis."

Jiang Wanshang frowned slightly, thinking carefully about Chen Yiyi's words, it was indeed very reasonable, combined with the scene before him, the possibility was indeed great.

The expression on Chen Yiyi's face became more and more excited: "And you also know that the boss is not from this world. The reason he did this should be because of his interest in our formation..."

"Okay, okay." Seeing Chen Yiyi's words getting more and more energetic, Jiang Wanshang stopped her words helplessly and amusedly, "The boss is here, can you just ask afterwards?"

"Hmm..." Chen Yiyi nodded still, "Okay."

At this time, other people in the hall also noticed what Luo Chuan had done one after another, and cast a curious and probing look at him, and the voices of discussion also sounded.

"What is the boss doing?"

"I don't know, it looks like what formation inscription is being drawn?"

"Something's wrong, I have never seen this type of formation inscription."

"Just look at it first. If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that this world doesn't exist..."

When Luochuan was in Origin Mall, he would always do something unexpected, as if he suddenly thought of it because of his interest, and the customers had already taken it off.

The current situation should be the same.

Of course, it's one thing to blame or not to blame, and there should be some curiosity and doubts.

However, it is obviously not something that was asked in the past. Luo Chuan's expression is serious, and he is obviously at a critical moment of drawing.

If you were to bother at this time, it was very likely that all previous efforts would be lost, so even if everyone talked, they would subconsciously lower their voices.

As for doubts or something, it is not too late to ask again after the meeting.

The boss is here, can it still run?

Luo Chuan didn't pay much attention to the eyes of the customers in the lobby and the voice of the talk. He was just a little curious, so he just drew an inscription on his own. Why did he see it all?

Forget it, I'll say it later, don't be distracted during the drawing process.

Luo Chuan still maintained the original drawing speed, the lines of the inscription became more complicated, and the faint white light gradually diverged.

After about a few minutes, Luo Chuan put down his sore arms and let out a sigh of relief.

The first formation inscription drawn in his life is completed.

As for the degree of completion...

Luo Chuan carefully compared the formation inscriptions drawn by himself with the formation inscriptions drawn by Wen Tianji. They were completely two different things!

If you observe carefully, interest can still see the similarities.

Well, he took back what he had just said.

This may not even count as a formation inscription.

Who said this stuff is fine with hands?

It's very easy to watch Wen Tianji's painting, and he can finish it in a few clicks, but it is so difficult to paint by himself.

How to say this feeling, it is almost that the hand and the brain are not on the same channel, and the hand has its own ideas!

But the paintings are all drawn, try to inject spiritual power and see what happens.

Although there is a high probability that there will be no response at all.

Thinking like this in my heart, spiritual power gathered at Luochuan's fingertips, and then gently touched the formation inscription hanging in the air.

Sure enough, it did not exceed his expectations, nothing happened.

Luo Chuan sighed in his heart, and was about to erase the formation inscription at will. The movement outside the window suddenly attracted his attention.

The howling cold wind mixed with snowflakes pounded on the windows and doors, making piercing noises, and the shadows of the trees in the distance were swaying in the squally wind, as if they would break in the next second.

When did the wind blow?

Then Luo Chuan reacted, where is the gusty wind, it is the embryonic form of the storm formed by the spiritual power gathered from all directions!

Luo Chuan looked at the formation inscription activated by his spiritual power, and a faint white halo enveloped it. In a dimension that was imperceptible to ordinary cultivators, bursts of weird fluctuations escaped.

I want to come. This is the reason why the spiritual power comes together.

There is only one thought in Luo Chuan's mind now-I am a genius.

The movement outside the window naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, and they saw the storm that enveloped the entire Xuefeng Pavilion.

"Such a strong wind, when did this appear?" Bu Lige had just finished the Rongguang game, looking at the movement outside, his face was full of uncertainties.

When using the holographic device, his entire consciousness was immersed in it, completely shielding the perception of the outside world, so he didn't know what was going on.

"Are you unconscious?" Jiang Shengjun also just quit the virtual world. He couldn't help but froze when he watched the movement outside the window, but he quickly reacted and slapped Bu Lige's shoulder with a slap. Take a good look with your eyes, that is the purest spiritual storm!"

"Of course I know!" Bu Lige clutched his shoulders and glared at Jiang Shengjun. "Are you guys like taking this opportunity to slap me?"

"Am I such a person?" Jiang Shengjun looked for an excuse, "I was just a little excited and didn't control myself."

Rongguang was the fastest to die from the song in the game, and he always liked to command others. He couldn't stand it for a long time, and now he is finally more comfortable.

"Really?" Bu Lige looked at Jiang Shengjun suspiciously, and there was pain in the shoulder position.

"Really." Jiang Shengjun maintained his original expression, trying to make his words more credible.

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