Qianjia Town, Dongshan Village.
Not long after Mo Hua left, a group of uninvited guests came outside the village.
They stood on the mountain, looked at Dongshan Village from afar, and then took out a golden compass, as if looking for something.
The pointer on the compass is bumpy and the pointing is unknown.
They frowned, found nothing, and finally left quietly.
These monks came and went quickly, and did not disturb the local monks.
Lingnong in Dongshan Village didn’t know that outsiders had spyed on them.
They still care about the spiritual fields, the harvest, the livelihood, and think of ways to compete with the Sun family.
A few days later, three more monks came.
A skinny old man, a middle-aged monk holding a paper fan in his hand, a gentle face, and a young man in white with clear eyes.
The skinny old man took out the copper coins, threw them into the air, and landed them in his palm.
Seeing the copper coins hexagram, I was silently reciting something, and I sighed after a while:
"It seems to be here, but I can't figure it out..."
The middle-aged monk said, "The Master of the Pavilion calculated that man, and it was in this state. It was only a matter of time to find him."
The skinny old man sneered, "What are you thinking?"
The middle-aged monk was stunned.
The old man sighed: "The sound is loud and the elephant is invisible."
"When you reach his level, you can't even notice it even if you are in the same state, even if you are in the same small fairy city."
"Silent is inaudible; invisible is invisible; indescribable is inaudible; inordinate is inaudible."
"He covers his energy and we can't do anything about it."
"How could we monks like us understand what they can do?"
The middle-aged monk frowned:
"Isn't there any copper coins given by the Master of the Pavilion?"
The old man weighed the copper coins in his hand and sighed:
"These three talents Yi Yi count copper coins are good things, but they also depend on who they use and who they use."
"Is it okay to use it to calculate others? It's okay to use it to calculate that person. It's just a show of success..."
The middle-aged monk was puzzled, "Didn't he say that his sea of ​​consciousness is broken, his dantian is destroyed, and his qi and blood are gone? Why is it still so difficult?"
The skinny old man glanced at him, "Because he is a formation master, or a formation master with a talent that is almost a monster, and a formation master with almost a master of enlightenment."
The middle-aged monk showed deep fear in his eyes, and suddenly he sighed:
"So why did it fall into this field?"
"Don't worry about this, it's better not to ask. This kind of thing is not something you and I are qualified to ask about."
The skinny old man said lightly, "We just need to do what we have explained above."
The middle-aged monk sneered, "If we say so, we can't calculate his whereabouts, wouldn't we never find where he is in our lifetime?"
“The lion still has time to take a nap.”
"What's more, it's not just us who chased him."
"We follow the troubled waters and can't find him, but we can't let others find him."
After saying that, the old man turned around and told the young man in white next to him:
"Young Master, I didn't want to bring you out, but your father said he wanted to give you experience and you also wanted to come out to see the world, so I reluctantly took you with me."
"But, unless you have to, don't take action."
"You must be more cautious when acting. Even if you plant the talisman of immortality, don't take it lightly."
"This is too complicated and involves too many forces, so I may not be able to protect you..."
The skinny old man said the matter seriously.
The purpose is to not let the young master be honest, not be smart, and not do anything out of the ordinary.
Otherwise, he might not be able to hold on.
Then he felt regretful again.
Why did you get into such a mess?
This young master is twenty-three years old, and in the early stage of foundation building, he is already a second-grade formation master. It can be said that he has a bright future.
If you don’t be a good baby, put it at home to provide it with you, what’s the thing to do?
Is it so easy to practice the sinister way of practicing Taoism?
It would be fine if the poor and wandering cultivators did not go out for a trip and endured some hardships, and they would not have enough food in the future.
You aristocratic family have no worries about food or food, no worries about cultivation, isn’t it better to stay in a wealthy nest?
I have to come out to wade into this muddy water.
And he himself was unsure of how deep the water was.
If something really happens, the immortal immortal talisman may not be able to protect life.
When the skinny old man thought of this, he wanted to suck his mouth.
It's also a slut.
The child's father poured a few jars of good wine, and he was confused. He was speechless for a while and agreed to this matter.
He regretted it as soon as he woke up.
But it's too late to regret...
The boy in white was confused and said solemnly:
"Don't worry, I remember it."
The skinny old man looked at the boy who was like white paper and couldn't bear to say anything else, so he had to sigh.
The boy in white showed a trace of perseverance.
This time he came here, one of which was to experience and see what the world of Taoism was like outside the aristocratic family.
Another reason is that I want to meet the rumored Mr. Zhuang.
He is a recognized formation genius in the family.
At a young age, he is already a second-grade formation master.
He was once complacent and felt that the formation was just like this, and even if the formation masters in the world were stronger than him, they were not much stronger.
Some high-grade formation masters are just older than him and draw more formations than him.
In time, he will be far ahead of them.
It was not until he accidentally saw Mr. Zhuang's formation handwriting in his early years and found out what Mr. Zhuang did that he deeply felt his own insignificance and ignorance.
There is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man.
In this world, there are advanced formations that he has never learned before, and there are also high-level formation masters that he has never seen before.
The way of formation is profound and profound.
What he learned before was just the tip of the iceberg.
Hidden under the iceberg is the essence of the formation and the great way contained in the formation.
The young man in white devoted himself to studying formations more. Now that he is a young man this year, he has become a second-grade formation master.
He is also the youngest second-grade formation master in the family in the past eight hundred years.
He was a little grateful and longing for Mr. Zhuang, and he became more and more curious at the same time.
He wanted to know how graceful Mr. Zhuang was.
Is it as rumored as he is extremely talented, arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant, and looks down on all living beings?
I don’t know if I can talk to Mr. Zhuang…
The boy thought silently in his heart.
The skinny old man threw the copper coins several times.
Still nothing was calculated.
I just probably know that the man has been here.
Why did you come, what did you do, and when did you leave, you have no clue.
There were no clues here, so the three of them were leaving.
Suddenly the boy in white said "Huh".
The middle-aged monk asked after hearing this:
"What's wrong?"
The boy in white pointed to the spiritual field in the distance and said, "There is a formation there."
The middle-aged monk frowned, "That's the spiritual field, there are naturally formations inside..."
The boy in white shook his head, "It's different."
The middle-aged monk was slightly stunned, let go of his spiritual sense, sensed it for a moment, and gradually frowned.
It's indeed a little different...
But it’s just a first-grade spiritual field, why does it have such a strong vitality?
This seems not to be an effect that a first-grade formation can achieve...
The skinny old man also discovered an abnormality, but he was not proficient in formation, so he asked:
"What did you find?"
This young master is very talented in formation, and Mr. Zhuang is a formation master, so he may have discovered something.
The boy in white frowned and shook his head:
"I only know that the formation in this spiritual field is not ordinary, but the specificity is not ordinary, and I can't tell it. I need to take some time to study it."
The middle-aged monk asked the old man: "Do we still have time?"
The old man said: "Whether there is time or not has nothing to do with us. It depends on the person's mood. If he is willing to give us time, we have time. If he is unwilling to give it, then we have no time."
The old man thought for a moment and said:
"Since you want to study it, just study it. I don't care about these few days anyway."
The boy in white showed joy, "Thank you, senior."
In the next few days, the three of them stayed in Qianjia Town.
The boy in white would go to the spiritual field even if he had nothing to do. He wanted to know what formation was drawn in the spiritual field.
But a few days have passed and there is still no progress.
The fields are painted only simple formations such as earth cultivation formations, but the entire spiritual field exudes completely different vitality.
The young man couldn't figure it out.
It was not until one day that he climbed the mountain and looked into the distance and saw the entire spiritual field, that he suddenly realized and realized it.
This entire spiritual field turned out to be a formation!
The young man in white told the old man and the middle-aged monk about this.
Both were also very surprised.
The thin old man nodded and said:
"Yes, this incredible formation is indeed like the man's hand."
The middle-aged monk asked the boy, "Do you know what formation this is?"
The boy shook his head.
"Isn't it a first-grade formation?" asked the middle-aged monk.
"It's a first-rate."
The middle-aged monk was a little surprised, "You are a second-grade formation master, and do you still have a first-grade formation that you don't know?"
The young man said, "This should be a perfect formation."
"Absolute Formation?" The middle-aged monk didn't understand at all. "Even if it was an Absolute Formation, wouldn't it still be just a first-class?"
The boy in white shook his head and said, "It's different."
But he didn't explain in detail.
For monks who are not formation masters, it is impossible to explain the rare things in formations.
"What should I do now?" asked the middle-aged monk again.
The skinny old man said, "This formation can prove that the man has indeed been here. We just need to continue looking for it."
Then he muttered in his heart:
"Being chased by so many people, I still have the leisure to draw the formation? It is indeed elusive for the master to act..."
The middle-aged monk was a little disappointed, "Isn't it still the same as if I didn't find it? What can a formation mean?"
The middle-aged monk brushed his sleeves and left.
The old man said to the young man in white:
"He is impatient, don't care. It's already a great reward to find a set of supreme formations. Moreover, this is probably the formation set up by the man himself, which is even more extraordinary..."
"You should carefully record the array pattern, don't make any mistakes, and then we will set out again."
"Yes." The boy in white nodded.
After that, he spent a day recording all the formation patterns of the spiritual field, and then he was curious and learned it himself.
But he found that he could not learn it for a while...
"I think this is Mr. Zhuang's work..."
The boy in white sighed and temporarily put the matter down.
The next day, the three of them set off and left Qianjia Town. They continued to search in the direction pointed by the thin old man based on the Sancaiyi's copper coins.
The Sancaiyi counted the copper coins not necessarily accurately, but they were already their only clue.
...
After the three of them left, a strange-shaped person came on the mountain road in Qianjia Town.
He wore a hat and covered his face.
There was no breath all over my body.
When walking, the footprints are deep and shallow, like a person walking on stilts, not adapting to the bamboo pole under his feet.
Passers-by looked at him and saw him without seeing him, as if he did not exist.
The man walked along the mountain road, walked through Qianjia Town, Dongshan Village, came to the Lingtian, took off his hat on his head and took off his straw raincoat.
He showed off his Taoist dress.
At the same time, a strange aura came from him.
I'm a little tired and want to be lazy to take a leave, but I'm embarrassed to see everyone voted for monthly votes...
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