Even though Song Qingfeng is also a smart person, he was slightly taken aback at this moment, not knowing why.
But his reaction was quite fast. Hearing what Huangfu Song said, he quickly laughed and said, "Grandmaster Huangfu may have misunderstood. Before you came, no one in our Tianchong Pass could break this formation. The formation masters in the city , but also helpless. As a last resort, I asked you to come out of the mountain in person."
Huangfusong was slightly taken aback, and looked at Song Qingfeng with some surprise: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it is the truth. I have no reason to lie to you about this matter."
Huangfusong frowned immediately, and said after pondering for a long time: "This is strange, it seems that you have an expert in Tianchongguan who is secretly pointing out. This is a good thing, I don't want to see the frontline soldiers killed or injured too much."
"I'm stupid, please ask Grandmaster Huangfu to clarify."
Huangfusong let out a long sigh: "The formations used by the people in the Tang army are extremely old. Although I am concerned about my own reputation, I am telling the truth. This formation cannot be broken with my own ability."
Song Qingfeng's face suddenly showed a difference.
But before Song Qingfeng asked, Huangfusong said again: "The old man has used hundreds of methods, but without exception, all of them were swallowed by the opponent's formation. This formation is too powerful, and it is quite ancient. Invulnerable. With some existing formation methods, it is impossible to break it."
"But just now, when the old man was about to give up, he suddenly had an idea and followed the original cinnabar route on the sand table to break it. Although this route seems bold, it actually has a basis. If you want to break this formation, the cinnabar The line drawn by the pen is the most correct. It¡¯s ridiculous that the old man thought it was a random drawing at first, and he didn¡¯t pay attention to it, wasting such a long time in vain.¡±
After Huangfusong finished speaking, he asked tentatively: "I don't know who is the one who drew this cinnabar handwriting. I am really curious and want to visit in person."
Song Qingfeng frowned, but he didn't know who wrote the handwriting.
He turned his head to look at Yin Tianming, only to find that Yin Tianming had already stood there in a daze, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Tianming, who came here when I was not here!" Song Qingfeng said in a deep voice.
Although Song Qingfeng is a staff member under Wen Xinghou's tent, he is also Yin Tianming's teacher, so he is not polite when speaking.
"Impossible, he will really break the formation! How is this possible!"
Yin Tianming murmured, still muttering.
Hearing Song Qingfeng's words, Yin Tianming came to his senses and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Song, just now the commander of the left army Lu Yu came, and he only brought one follower. Then he took a cinnabar pen and drew in front of the sand table. I didn't expect him to really break through."
After Song Qingfeng heard it, his face darkened.
He knew Yin Tianming's personality too well. If he hadn't been in Tianchongguan, Yin Tianming would be a complete dude.
"Where is Lu Yu? Since he came in person, you should inform me!" Song Qingfeng said in a deep voice.
Yin Tianming gritted his teeth and said, "He didn't bring troops here, he came by himself. He clearly wanted to seize the military power while my father was away! Mr. Song, my father has been at home for many years, and the military power must never be given to others. Otherwise, my Yin family will be in great trouble!" (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com