Mo Hua returned to the room and practiced the reverse spirit formation for a while.
Sure enough, I felt that the growth of spiritual consciousness was slowing down, not as fast as before.
"It seems that we have to find a more difficult formation to learn."
Mo Hua said silently in her heart.
Then he practiced the formation for a while. After his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, Mo Hua rested for a while, thought about it, and opened the storage bag again.
I don’t know what I would encounter during the next trip, so he wanted to take a look at the things he had on his body first.
First of all, the spirit stone.
There are thousands of spirit stones carried by ink paintings.
There are also thousands of spirit stones that are placed in the carriage and sealed with formations. Mr. Zhuang helps him watch.
These spirit stones are used by ink paintings to build the foundation.
Some of them earned by themselves, some of them saved by their parents, and some of them were given by Elder Yu.
At least it should be enough before building the foundation.
In addition, there is a first-grade spiritual weapon, a thousand-horse stick.
This Qianjun stick was remade by Master Chen again. The texture was stronger. He also strengthened a layer of Qianjun rebuilding formation to use it to beat the slap, which was more convenient.
There was also a piece of dan jade hanging around Mo Hua's neck.
This is given to him by Mr. Feng, with a faint warmth and can refresh and calm.
Although Mr. Feng said, "The theory of merit is illusory."
But this elixir seems to really carry the merits of Mr. Feng's treatment and saving lives have always emitted a warm luster.
Every time I look at the ink painting, I feel that it contains a lot of goodwill.
In addition to Danyu, Mo Hua also hung a demon hunting order around her neck.
This demon hunting order was given to him by Elder Yu, and every demon hunting master would have one.
But Mo Hua found that his phone seemed to be a little different.
Other demon hunters, after killing monsters, there will be a thin red blood mark on the demon hunting order.
After the Mo Hua collapsed with a large formation and killed Feng Xi, a blood mark appeared on his demon hunting order.
But this blood mark was half a finger thick and light golden blood mark.
Mo Hua asked Elder Yu, and Elder Yu looked puzzled, saying that he had never seen it before, and even the documents of the demon hunter were not recorded.
Light golden blood marks...
If you don’t understand the ink painting, just ignore it for now.
Anyway, the blood marks on the Demon Hunting Order, whether they are red or gold, have no effect, and there is no benefit at the moment. I will figure it out when I have time in the future.
Daotingsi's bronze waist plate and ink paintings are also put in storage bags.
According to Zhou Zhangsi, he applied to the higher authorities and allocated many meritorious deeds to this waist card.
Tongxiancheng Town killed Feng Feng, and the local Daotingsi made great contributions.
In his later years, Zhou Zhangsi won an unexpected achievement, and was so happy that he couldn't stop.
This credit is also thanks to ink painting.
The identity of Mo Hua is a bit special. The thirteen-year-old first-grade main formation master reported it but no one believed it. Zhou Zhangsi did not tell Daotingsi clearly that he just secretly gave Mo Hua some benefits.
These benefits are the achievements in the bronze waist card.
When Mo Hua goes out in the future, if you need it, you can use the credits in the merits of the masterpiece to exchange for some spirit stones or spiritual objects in case of emergency needs.
As for how many achievements are and how many things can be exchanged, he hasn't changed them yet, and he doesn't know yet, but I think it won't be less.
Mo Hua patted the waist brand and felt much more at ease.
In addition, the most important thing is the ring of the first-grade formation master.
White jade is inlaid with gold, simple and luxurious.
This ring is called Tianshu Ring, which is refined by the Tianshu Pavilion of the Daoting and distributed to the formation master who has passed the fixed grade.
The ring body is engraved with nine star patterns, each star pattern has three star marks, symbolizing the ninth grade of formation and the third level of each grade.
The Tianshu Ring of the Ink Painting only has one star lit now, which means that he is recognized by Tianshu Pavilion as a first-class formation master.
The Tianshu Ring is not only a certificate of the identity of the formation master, but also a small ring.
Just like a storage bag, you can store things, but the space is small and you can only store some confidential and valuable things.
The ink painting placed the jade slips of Tianyan Jue and some rare array diagrams in the Tianshu ring, tied a rope, and hung it around the neck.
He originally wanted to wear it on his hand, but his hand was too small, and the Tianshu Ring could only be put on his thumb, like a ring.
The ink painting was always afraid that it would fall off, so he had to string it with a rope and hang it around his neck.
Now he has three things hanging around his neck, but fortunately he is not heavy and he is not tired of hanging it.
After counting things, I meditated and meditated, and then began to draw the formation again.
The supper was eaten at the inn. Everyone ordered a few dishes simply. They were not delicious or unpalatable. It was better to make Mo Hua himself.
After dinner, everyone rested in the inn for one night and set off again the next day.
Before leaving, Mo Hua intimately hugged Dabai's neck, patted its back, and said:
"Thank you again."
Dabai hummed a few times and rubbed Mo Hua's little face with his head.
Mo Hua smiled happily.
The morning glow splashes on the sky and spreads on the road.
Several people embarked on a journey, left the city gate, and embarked on the main road.
After walking for a while, I passed a mountain road, two mountains were hidden, with mountains and mountains. The road was sparsely populated, with only the sound of horse hooves.
After walking for more than half a day, I encountered a small town.
When Mo Hua looked up, he saw the plaque of the town from afar:
Qianjia Town.
As you see, you can see the scenery of the town.
There are many people in Qianjia Town, but they are obviously casual cultivators, and their clothes are stained with mud.
In the distance of the town is a large area of ​​connected spiritual fields.
Many monks were bent and working in the spiritual field.
Mo Hua heard from his father Mo Shan that there are "spiritual plant masters" in practicing Taoism, which is to cultivate various cultivation crops or plant herbs to make a living.
Among them, those who farm are generally called "Lingnong".
These monks who cultivated in the spiritual field should be the "Lingong" mentioned by his father Mo Shan.
Puppet old stopped the carriage.
Mr. Zhuang lifted the curtains, glanced at the town, and nodded:
"We're going to stay here for a while."
Mo Hua and the other three looked at each other, not sure why they were staying here.
Mo Hua remembered what Mr. Zhuang said to him, his eyes lit up slightly, and he asked:
"Master, is there a decisive formation in this town?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.
Mo Hua looked at the town again.
The houses are low and the bricks and stones are dilapidated. Many places have been a bit dilapidated over the years. Obviously, most monks are not doing well.
There is a obviously magnificent mansion in the town, which should be the richest family residence in the area.
This is similar to the town Mo Hua has seen along the way.
If you have poverty, you will be rich. If you have wealth, you will naturally be poor.
The houses in the town are all painted with formations, but most of them are very simple and have only a few formation patterns.
Even the formation used in the richest mansion was to be seen through at a glance by Mo Hua.
Where can such a small town have a decisive formation?
I couldn't figure it out, so I asked Mr. Zhuang:
"Master, how do you know that there is a decisive formation here?"
Mr. Zhuang said inexplicably: "I can see it."
Ink painting asked again and found out:
"How did you see it?"
He was very curious.
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and said gently: "Guess."
Mo Hua frowned.
Mr. Zhuang asked himself to guess, not to be fooled, which means that he also knew this method.
Mo Hua looked at the town from afar.
There are no obvious formation patterns in your eyes, which means that Mr. Zhuang has not seen the specific formation.
And it was a temporary stop through this place.
This shows that Mr. Zhuang didn't know in advance that there was a parade here.
I saw something and had a temporary intention, so I stayed here.
What did you see?
Or, what did you perceive?
The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting is released, and the heaven and earth turn into a white patch, and then the spiritual power of all colors is presented one by one.
Mo Hua's spiritual sense felt it for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up slightly, and he tentatively said:
"Is it calculated by the divine consciousness?"
Since you cannot see the array pattern, you will push the array pattern backwards through the formation spiritual power, thereby judging the spiritual strength of the array pattern, and then determining that there is a lost array here.
Mo Hua faintly sensed the spiritual power of some formations, which were far apart. The breath of these spiritual powers was hidden, and Mo Hua could not calculate it, so he could only guess based on his intuition.
Mr. Zhuang nodded with relief, "Not bad."
Then Mr. Zhuang patiently explained:
"The ultimate formation is different from ordinary formations. It is a more subtle, more essential, and more advanced application of spiritual power."
"The reverse spiritual array is the reverse spiritual power, and the large array is the accumulation of spiritual power. Other absolute arrays have some unusual aspects to a greater or lesser extent."
"The world changes, the world changes, things appear in a variety of appearances, and they are changing."
"Some of the ultimate formations are buried underground, either covered in ancient sites, or painted in the corner of an unknown town, operating silently, without anyone knowing..."
"Just by looking at it, you can't find the trace of the formation."
"The eyes can deceive people, the spiritual consciousness cannot, the appearance can deceive people, and the essence of their spiritual power cannot."
"So we must use the perception of the spiritual consciousness, calculate in the sea of ​​consciousness, and judge whether there is a lost formation hidden here..."
The ink painting suddenly became clear and nodded repeatedly.
The perception of the spiritual consciousness, the calculation of spiritual power, the deduction of the formation pattern, the search for the ultimate formation...
Mr. Zhuang tweeted, and the ink painting suddenly realized it.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other.
They had no idea what Mo Hua and Mr. Zhuang were talking about...
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Chapter completed!