My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 120: Arranging the Heavy Abyss Formation

Chapter 120: Arranging the Heavy Abyss Formation

“Heh.”

Just as Qin Feng was imagining the scene of helping the three people step into the sixth rank of the Divine Martial Realm, an untimely sound reached his ears.

Turning his head, Ya’an had a calm expression, but there was a hint of undisguised mockery in her eyes.

She still thought I was bragging, not believing that I could set up a formation. Qin Feng curled his lips, too lazy to argue with her, and said to Lan Ningshuang, “Come with me to the courtyard. Second Brother and Black Charcoal Head are there. If nothing unexpected happens, you should be able to pass through the Heavy Abyss today and temper the energy in your body.”

“Okay, Young Master,” Lan Ningshuang replied, choosing to unconditionally trust Qin Feng.

The two headed towards the courtyard of the Qin residence, with Ya’an following closely.

“Why are you coming over?” Qin Feng asked curiously.

“Just want to see what’s going on,” Ya’an replied casually.

What’s going on? Your expression clearly indicates that you want to expose me in person.

“Suit yourself,” Qin Feng said, throwing down these words and stepping forward again.

Arriving at the corridor beside the yard, they saw Qin An and Black Charcoal Head practicing. The narrow-bladed sword and the long spear collided continuously, producing a series of golden clanging sounds.

The progress of Second Brother was visible to the naked eye. The last time they met, the two were evenly matched, but this time, Second Brother even vaguely gained the upper hand!

Qin Feng even saw the sweat on Black Charcoal Head’s forehead and the seriousness in his eyes.

Lan Ningshuang exclaimed, “The Second Young Master’s talent is truly remarkable. He can actually suppress Xing Sheng.”

Seeing this, Ya’an also flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Soldiers in the army are accustomed to life-and-death struggles on the battlefield, and their combat experience far surpasses ordinary warriors. Among the same rank, the strength of soldiers is undoubtedly stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

But that handsome Second Young Master of the Qin family actually managed to suppress the opponent, which was truly impressive.

Although Qin Feng was pleased with Second Brother’s performance, he still spoke candidly, “They are just sparring and that’s all. If it were a life-and-death fight, Second Brother would certainly not be Black Charcoal Head’s opponent.”

After all, the Martial Qi Control Art is a martial art that focuses on attacking and killing, exchanging injuries for kills.

Although Lan Ningshuang and the others nodded slightly in agreement, it couldn’t hide the natural talent of the Second Young Master of the Qin family in the Divine Martial Realm.

Lan Ningshuang even sighed, “If the Second Young Master joins the army and fights on the battlefield, his achievements will definitely be remarkable.”

Joining the army, fighting on the battlefield. Qin Feng pondered slightly.

With the Second Brother’s talent, if he joined the army, it was indeed possible to make a name for himself and lead the Qin family to regain its ancestral glory.

However, in such a world, he might also die on the battlefield, becoming one of the countless piles of dry bones.

Compared to the glory of that family, Qin Feng naturally hopes that his younger brother can stay with the family and live a peaceful and stable life.

As for the rise and fall of the country, Qin Feng shook his head, saying, “Lying drunk on the battlefield, don’t mock the king. Throughout history, how many have returned from war? The way my second brother is now is quite good.”

Upon hearing this, both Ya’an and another person’s expressions changed.

“Brother-in-law indeed has poetic talent. Even in Imperial City, I have never heard such verses,” praised Lan Ningshuang.

Ya’an wanted to retort, but the words stopped at her lips, and she withdrew them.

In her mind, she silently repeated the verses and couldn’t help but be moved by the poetic atmosphere, involuntarily casting a few more glances at Qin Feng.

Humans can survive in such chaotic times, obtained at the cost of countless lives.

“Big brother,” Qin An, upon seeing Qin Feng, put down the narrow-bladed sword in his hand. Black charcoal head beside him also halted his long spear, giving a greeting.

Qin Feng nodded in acknowledgment, then said, “I need you guys to help me with something.”

He proceeded to explain the matter of the Heavy Abyss Formation in detail.

“A man-made gravitational field?” Xing Sheng widened his eyes, looking astonished.

As the vanguard leader of the Divine Marquis Army, he naturally understood what such a strange place meant for warriors.

“Yes, wait a moment. I will depict the formation diagram in this courtyard. You follow what I just said and arrange the formation materials. Any problems?” Qin Feng asked.

The two individuals, upon hearing this, nodded after confirming the details.

Observing this, Qin Feng broke off a tree branch in the courtyard and began to sketch the formation diagram. Considering that the three would use the Heavy Abyss Formation for cultivation, the area he marked out almost covered the entire yard.

Ya’an stood by, looking calm and composed at first, just waiting for Qin Feng’s true abilities to be revealed.

However, after a dozen breaths, a hint of surprise crossed her eyes.

“Why can this guy sketch the formation diagram so quickly?!”

When Qin Feng finished the last stroke of the formation diagram, it seemed as if the wind in the entire courtyard had come to a halt, and a surge of energy filled the air.

Ya’an’s expression was somewhat stunned. She had never experienced such a phenomenon while drawing formation diagrams before.

Could it be that he had truly successfully set up the Heavy Abyss Formation?

“No, it can’t be. The formation materials haven’t been placed yet. How could there be such phenomena? It must be my imagination,” Ya’an thought to herself.

Qin Feng glanced at the formation diagram in the courtyard, quite satisfied. He casually threw away the branches and took out the black washing stone from the Spatial Ring.

It had to be said that this black washing stone was indeed quite heavy. Qin Feng gritted his teeth and carefully placed the black washing stone in the center of the formation. To portray a carefree appearance, he exerted himself to the fullest!

Finally, it was set. Qin Feng hid his slightly trembling right hand behind his back and said, “You can start placing the formation materials according to what I said before!”

“Okay!” Qin An and Xing Sheng responded in unison.

“Wait!” Qin Feng suddenly stopped and then ran out of the courtyard under the puzzled gazes of the two.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Otherwise, once the formation materials were placed, the Heavy Abyss Formation unfolded, and I might have collapsed on the spot, embarrassing myself.

“It’s okay now!” Qin Feng cleared his throat and shouted again.

Black Charcoal Head and the Second Brother received the instructions and began to move.

In just a moment, all the formation materials were placed, and a powerful energy surged like waves, spreading in all directions.

At the same time, Black Charcoal Head and the Second Brother, who were in the courtyard, felt as if they were carrying a thousand-pound giant rock on their backs. Their knees instantly bent, and their entire bodies seemed to shrink!

“It works!” Qin An and Xing Sheng looked at each other, unable to conceal the excitement in their eyes.

After a few moments, they adapted to the heavy pressure in the Heavy Abyss Formation and slowly stood up. However, their trembling bodies and the sweat dripping from their foreheads still indicated that they were not comfortable at the moment.

Ya’an opened her mouth slightly, her pupils dilated. She cautiously stepped into the courtyard, but the moment she felt the heavy pressure, she quickly withdrew.

She glanced at the handsome man in the courtyard with mixed feelings.

Setting up a formation was not an easy task, especially for a Literature Saint focused on medical arts.

How could he arrange a formation?

“How did you do it?” Ya’an asked absentmindedly.

Qin Feng turned his head and retorted, “Is it that difficult? Isn’t it just drawing a formation diagram?”

For a moment, Ya’an was speechless.

The days of studying formations in the past now seemed like a joke.