Mo Hua thought for a while, and suddenly calmed down again.
Although he drew a complete large wave of pivots, he was still not relieved.
Will it be just a coincidence when drawing this time?
He wiped the hurdle of the formation, drew it again, and couldn't help but sigh.
As expected, I was in good condition for a moment, and when the inspiration appeared, I drew out the formation. When I drew again, I was not focused enough and my spiritual sense was a little worse, so I failed to draw successfully.
However, the spiritual consciousness is not much worse, it just needs to be more careful and thorough.
There is one thing, there must be two.
If you have successfully drawn it once, you will definitely be able to draw it a second time.
Ink painting continues to draw intently.
Time passed slowly. When he drew it for the fourth time, he finally drew out the formation pivot of the Five Elements Demon Demon Array completely and completely.
Ink painting breathed a long sigh.
He withdrew his spiritual consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness.
It was not yet dawn and the night was still deep.
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief. The fatigue from working hard this month came. Mo Hua lay on the bed with all his might and fell asleep.
I slept until noon. When the ink painting smelled the fragrance, I opened my eyes.
The house was already full of food.
Seeing that he had lost weight over the years and his face was no longer round, Liu Ruhua felt a little distressed, so she made a table of delicious food for him.
Mo Hua's mood instantly improved.
He ate a meal with a feast, and then continued to draw large waves of pivots.
This time, unlike in the sea of ​​consciousness, he needs to draw the array pivot on paper again.
The formation pivot in the sea of ​​consciousness is essentially a formation condensed by his spiritual consciousness;
However, the real array pivot is a substantial formation formed by using paper as the array medium and outlining the array patterns with spiritual ink.
It will be easier to condense the formation of the sea of ​​consciousness;
It will be relatively difficult to draw a formation on paper in reality;
When truly building a large array, drawing the formation onto a special array medium will consume more spiritual consciousness and will be more difficult.
So, no matter what, the ink painting must be painted on paper first.
He must present the array pivot in the sea of ​​consciousness on the real array paper, so that he can truly build the array between heaven and earth.
The large waves are larger in scale, and as a medium, the paper is larger in size.
Ink paintings were in the yard, and papers that were several rounds larger than his entire person were spread on the ground, and then they began to draw the array pivots one by one.
Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua watched Mo Hua, helped Mo Hua lay paper, handed the pen, adjusted the ink, or wiped his sweat and served him with tea.
They don’t know what ink painting is painting.
But looking at the ink paintings that look like a child in his teens, they are stroked and drawn carefully and with such complexity, and they are extremely profound and large-scale formations at a glance.
Both Mo Shan felt shocked, and at the same time they felt proud.
I painted for an afternoon, and lost two pieces of paper. Finally, before the night came, I painted a large array of formations.
Mo Hua asked her parents to help put the paper in the storage bag, and then ran to find Mr. Zhuang excitedly.
It was dusk and the mountains were dark.
Mr. Zhuang was sitting in the room, looking at the blood of the demon in the deep mountains, his fingers were twisted, and he didn't know what it was.
Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised when he saw the ink painting.
It was already evening, and Mo Hua rarely disturbed him at this time.
Mr. Zhuang was about to say something, but suddenly his expression stuttered, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Have you... learned it?"
Mo Hua, who had run along the way, nodded breathlessly.
He took out the array paper that had drawn the array pivot from the storage bag, spread it out carefully, and placed it on the ground.
A complete first-grade formation pivot slowly unfolded in front of Mr. Zhuang...
Mr. Zhuang took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions in his heart.
He slowly stood up, looked at the formation carefully, and then his heart was shocked.
This was something he expected.
But when the expected thing actually happened, he was still extremely shocked.
Although he taught me, he also asked Mo Hua to draw.
But, is this really something that a young monk in his teens can draw?
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and a trace of doubt came to his heart.
The nine states of the world of cultivation are boundless.
He just went to a corner of the cultivation world and lived in a remote little fairy city for the time being.
By chance, I accepted such a spiritual root, but I had a good understanding of the formation and was quick and nimble, looking at the cute registered disciple.
But this registered disciple was a little surprised by him.
He has extraordinary spiritual consciousness and can learn formations quickly. He practices the Tianyan Art to break the mystery formation, uses the visualization map to build the foundation, and even learns the formation deduction calculation...
Now his cultivation level is only qi refining, and his formation level is only one level. After using it for a month, he has learned and drawn the formation pivot of the formation.
This kind of understanding of the formation and the speed of learning the formation are already a bit incredible...
Mr. Zhuang's heart gradually became filled with doubts:
He did not doubt that there was a young monk with such talented formations in the cultivation world.
But why did this disciple just happen to be met by himself?
Why did I have a sudden idea to accept this registered disciple when I decided not to accept this disciple for the rest of my life?
Are these... really coincidentals?
Mr. Zhuang's face was as deep as water and silent.
Seeing Mr. Zhuang looking worried, Mo Hua couldn't help but worry:
"Sir, am I drawing wrong?"
Mr. Zhuang came to his senses and couldn't help but look at Mo Hua.
The eyes of the ink painting are clear and bright, like the water in the Tianchi Lake, without any impurities.
Looking at Mo Hua's eyes, Mr. Zhuang was slightly stunned, and his doubts gradually faded.
It is difficult to recognize people throughout your life, and it is not good to accept disciples.
This registered disciple may have been given to him by God, so that he can have a well-behaved and clever little disciple in his life.
As for whether it is a coincidence, is it a calculation, or does it imply the secret of heaven, what do you care about?
Since you have practiced Taoism, you must do whatever you want. If you live to this age, what else can you be afraid of?
Mr. Zhuang suddenly realized, looked at the array of ink painting again, and said with satisfaction:
"Yes, very good!"
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons.
Mr. Zhuang felt relieved for some reason and showed a faint smile.
Suddenly, Mr. Zhuang was stunned again.
He figured it out!
Ink painting is his own registered disciple.
He has now drawn the formation pivot of the first-grade formation. If he works hard, he can even build the first-grade formation!
The first-grade small formation master in the Qi Refining Stage can build a first-grade large formation.
Moreover, this small formation master is his own registered disciple...
Mr. Zhuang instantly straightened his back and raised his head and became proud.
He was a master of others before and never taught any good apprentices.
Now, just being a gentleman and a registered disciple can achieve such "great achievements".
Mr. Zhuang's expression was faint, but he felt proud.
Then he felt very regretful again.
I am now in a downturn.
Those old acquaintances, those old friends, those amazing opponents, and those close friends who talk at night have no intersection, and I am afraid that I will never see you again in this life.
Otherwise, if you show off this matter, you will be invincible and suppress all directions, and no one can raise your head in front of him.
Mr. Zhuang felt more and more regretful as he thought about it, and he couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity..."
"What a pity?" Mo Hua asked curiously.
"It's a pity... nothing." Mr. Zhuang said vaguely.
You can't tell Mo Hua about bragging, otherwise it will ruin him, have a bad impact, and will also damage your image as an expert who is detached from the world in the hearts of his disciples.
Mo Hua didn't know what Mr. Zhuang was thinking, and said nervously:
"Sir, can I plan to build a large formation now?"
The basis for building a large array is that he must know how to draw a large array. The key to drawing a large array is to master the formation pivot of the large array.
Mo Hua didn't know much about the formation. Although he drew the formation pivot of the formation, he still had no confidence, so he wanted to confirm with Mr. Zhuang.
When Mr. Zhuang heard this, he looked solemnly. He thought about the front and back joints of the formation carefully, and then looked at the formation pivot drawn by Mo Hua carefully. After pondering for a long time, he nodded slightly and praised:
"Can!"
Mo Hua's eyes lit up instantly.
Mr. Zhuang looked at Mohua softly and sighed: "You can find a way to build a large formation."
Mo Hua said gratefully: "Thank you sir!"
"No need to thank me."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, this is what you have learned well by yourself...
Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and reminded:
"But don't be too happy too early. It may be more difficult to build a large array than to draw a large array."
"I told you before that building a large array requires huge manpower and material resources. When the formation is running, a large number of spirit stones must be prepared. These are real resources for cultivation and are not so easy to raise..."
"Taking people's money is equivalent to harming people's lives. It's not that if you say a few good things, others will be willing to hand over their family background to you."
"You have to think clearly and be mentally prepared."
Mo Hua nodded, "Sir, I've considered it!"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you have plans."
Afterwards, Mr. Zhuang mentioned a few more words, including the subsequent material resources collection, manpower mobilization, array hub extension contact, and single array parallel compatibility.
Remember the ink paintings one by one, and then bow and say goodbye.
Seeing his little back as he left, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.
Until the dark night, the face of the puppet old as a dead tree suddenly appeared in the quiet bamboo room.
Mr. Zhuang's smile stopped and he couldn't help but complain:
"Will you be more natural when you show up? Don't make it so gloomy..."
Old Kuang ignored him, but looked at the blood-colored demonic aura in the deep mountains and said lightly:
"The blood and energy are heavier, and there is also death."
Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment and sighed, "Yes."
If you have the death breath, it will be troublesome...
"Can the first-grade ten-patterned formation really trap and kill this big monster?" Old Kuang said in confusion.
"No." Mr. Zhuang said lightly.
Old Kuang was stunned, then his eyes sterned and looked at Mr. Zhuang, thinking that he had heard it wrong:
"no?"
"No." Mr. Zhuang said again.
Old Kuang frowned, "Then you still..."
"Ten lines are not OK."
Mr. Zhuang paused in the night, his faint gaze gradually showed his sharpness, and he said slowly:
"So, what I gave him was not the ten-line pattern...but the eleven-line pattern Demonic Formation!"
Old Kuang's heart trembled and his face showed an incredible look.
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