bestfiction Chapter 262 Exclusion
Chapter 262 Exclusion
"If I continue to add swords to the sword formation, will the power of the sword formation increase?"
Lin Chuan tilted his head slightly, looking at Bai Zhi beside him with a look of inquiry and expectation.
"Theoretically, the more swords there are, the greater the range and killing power of the sword formation will be. However, if there are too many flying swords, it will be impossible for one person to control them."
Bai Zhi frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes moving as she explained to Lin Chuan seriously.
She tapped her fair fingers lightly, as if gesturing a sword formation in the air. "After all, human energy is limited. Controlling too many flying swords can easily lead to neglecting one while focusing on another, which could cause flaws in the sword formation. Unless your spiritual power is strong enough, or you can master more sophisticated sword control techniques, rashly increasing the number of flying swords may not achieve the desired effect."
"But what about those sects that aren't very powerful but have sword formations protecting them?"
Lin Chuan frowned slightly and looked at Bai Zhi with doubt in his eyes.
"The sect's protective sword formations are often not driven by a single person. They usually rely on the sect's spiritual veins, spiritual stones, and other spiritual objects to provide energy. Then, multiple disciples stand according to specific formations and work together to control the sword formation."
"In this way, even if a single disciple is not strong, through the combined efforts of everyone and the assistance of spiritual objects, they can unleash great power and protect the sect's safety."
Bai Zhi smiled gently and explained patiently.
"So that's it."
Lin Chuan raised his hand and waved, and seven flying swords formed a formation in an instant, and then he summoned Xingye.
"The original seven flying swords that made up the Seven Star Formation will have their respective trajectories changed after the addition of one more flying sword." Bai Zhi's beautiful eyes stared at the sword formation with a focused expression.
"The trajectory of this newly added flying sword must complement the original Seven Star Formation, just like an ensemble of eight musical notes. An additional note shouldn't create chaos, but rather enhance harmony."
As she spoke, she gestured in the air, trying to help Lin Chuan more intuitively understand the principle behind the sword formation's changing trajectory. "Each sword's trajectory must be replanned, and the spiritual energy pull between them must be rebalanced. Only in this way can the sword formation's maximum power be unleashed."
Lin Chuan nodded, a flicker of determination in his eyes. With a flick of his wrist, the Starry Night Sword hummed and glowed, streaking towards a point in the sword formation like a shooting star.
The Starry Night Sword precisely cut into the sword formation formed by the seven swords. For a moment, the spiritual power in the sword formation surged.
“Is this rejection?”
Lin Chuan muttered to himself, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes.
He clearly sensed that when the Starry Night Sword cut into the sword formation, the seven swords that had been operating in coordination actually developed a strong resistance to this new member.
The spiritual energy in the sword formation was in disorder, like surging waves colliding with each other. The light of the seven swords flickered, as if resisting the integration of the Starry Night Sword, causing the entire sword formation to fall into a brief state of loss of control.
"What's the problem?"
Lin Chuan stared at the sword formation with his eyes full of concentration and persistence. The spiritual power in the sword formation was running around like a wild horse, and the flying swords collided with each other, making a harsh buzzing sound.
"Quality." Bai Zhi, who was standing by, pointed out the key point.
She gazed at the sword formation with her beautiful eyes, her expression calm and steady, her voice clear and firm, "The last flying sword added is of Earth Grade, while the remaining seven are of Mystical Grade. The strong can only lead the weak; it is impossible for them to resonate with them."
Lin Chuan's mind suddenly became clear and he instantly realized the problem.
He raised his hand and waved it lightly, the sword moving with his heart. In an instant, the sword formation underwent earth-shaking changes.
Xingye took the primary position, his sword radiant with light, like a dazzling star, emitting a powerful and stable wave of spiritual energy. The seven Xuan-grade flying swords, as if inspired by this, obediently took up auxiliary positions, with Xingye as their core.
They flew around the starry night according to a completely new trajectory, and the flow of spiritual power between them became smoother.
The chaotic force in the sword formation quickly subsided, and turned into a more powerful and orderly force. The sharp sword energy crisscrossed, as if it could easily tear through the space. The power emitted by the entire sword formation was significantly improved compared to before.
"My husband has been studying for so long, take a break."
Bai Zhilian took light steps and came to Lin Chuan's side and spoke softly.
Her beautiful eyes moved as she looked at Lin Chuan's astonishing talent. Different thoughts arose in her mind, and she actually didn't want to teach him so quickly.
"It's okay, not very tired."
At this moment, Lin Chuan was in the middle of research, with thoughts surging in his mind and countless ideas waiting to be put into practice.
"But I'm a little tired. There's a spiritual spring nearby. I'd like to soak my feet there. Would you like to accompany me, my husband?"
Bai Zhi gently pulled Lin Chuan's sleeve, her beautiful eyes full of affection, and said with a hint of coquettishness. After their last time together, she vaguely knew Lin Chuan's hobbies.
"Ahem, I suddenly feel a little tired."
Lin Chuan cleared his throat. His enthusiasm for studying the sword formation was instantly extinguished by Bai Zhi's gentle suggestion.
"Then let's go." Bai Zhi smiled and gently placed her hand in Lin Chuan's palm.
"Wait a minute, I'll go ask Senior Sister if she wants to join us."
As Lin Chuan spoke, he gently squeezed Bai Zhi's hand and gestured for her to wait a moment.
"She's about to break through, so it's best not to disturb her, husband."
Bai Zhi glanced at Jiang Wanying, who had her eyes closed in the distance, and raised her hand to gently pull the corner of Lin Chuan's clothes.
"Then... that's fine."
After saying that, the two of them walked together towards the spiritual spring, their figures gradually moving away in the mottled shadows of the trees.
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The area around the spiritual spring is quiet and peaceful, with mist and a faint spiritual energy.
Bai Zhi moved lightly and gracefully, sitting by the spring, her skirt spreading out like petals. She leaned forward slightly and gently dipped her delicate and small jade feet into the spiritual spring.
Lin Chuan stood aside, staring at the white and tender fish in the spiritual spring.
“Is it that beautiful?”
Bai Zhi opened her red lips slightly and said with a hint of anger.
Lin Chuan said nothing, but sat quietly beside Bai Zhi and observed the fish more carefully.
The fish were crystal white all over, as if they were carved from mutton-fat jade, and they seemed to be dancing in the water when they swam.
He leaned close to the water, his eyes fixed on the fish, trying to see every detail of the fish.
"Wow."
The fish jumped lightly, and the spring water splashed all over Lin Chuan's face. Crystal clear water droplets slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his clothes.
Lin Chuan turned his head and saw Bai Zhi winking at him playfully. Her eyes were like a clear spring, full of autumn water, and her eyes were moving.
"Husband, my feet are so sore, can you give me a massage?"
Bai Zhi opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of anticipation, her fair feet still immersed in the spiritual spring, swaying gently with the waves, as if silently urging her.
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