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Chapter 404 Little Ling Hidden Sect

During the subsequent journey, Mo Hua would occasionally poke his little head out of the window and look at the scenery of the world.
Look at the shadow of formations among the mountains, in the immortal city, and in the ruins and ruins in the temple.
If there are some signs, he will let go of his spiritual sense.
Then carefully calculate.
If the spiritual trajectory of the formation is calculated, stop and search for it in person.
Ask some local monks, visit local formation masters, or go to the hill where there are few people, and look at an old stone tablet standing on it...
Two months have passed.
Mo Hua did find some special formations, and even two ultimate formations.
But one is incomplete, the other has only ten lines, and it is a simple ten lines, and the Taoist connotation is also very simple.
Even without the help of Taoist stele, it took several days to learn ink painting.
From then on, there will be no shadow of the ultimate formation.
There are no first-grade ten patterns, and there are no first-grade eleven patterns, let alone the first-grade twelve patterns.
Mo Hua sighed.
The Taoist monument in his sea of ​​consciousness "strike". Before he recovered, he practiced the formation many times every day.
He could only rely on the painting thick earth formation to enhance his sense of the formation and temper his spiritual consciousness.
But his spiritual sense has twelve tattoos.
The thick earth array with eleven patterns is easy to draw, and it is no longer able to temper his spiritual sense.
Over the past few days, his spiritual consciousness has grown extremely slowly.
It is still far from the spiritual consciousness of the Thirteen-Secret.
In comparison, his cultivation progressed much faster.
It is very likely that until the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, his spiritual consciousness still stopped at the twelve lines and could not reach the thirteen lines, not to mention the spiritual consciousness above the thirteen lines, which was in the middle stage of foundation building.
Use the twelve-patterned spiritual consciousness to build the foundation...
Mo Hua sighed again, which was much worse than expected.
It seems like I have to think of a way...
Mo Hua thought for a while, then ran to find Mr. Zhuang and asked:
"Master, are there really few twelve-patterned formations?"
Mr. Zhuang drank tea and said leisurely:
"Any absolute formation is rare. If you don't touch it, you will see fate and vision."
"If you don't have fate, you won't meet it, you don't have enough eyesight. Even if you meet it, you won't recognize it."
"If you encounter the Thick Earth Array, you have a deep fate. It is impossible to have a destiny in one place."
"It takes a long time and patience to find a formation."
Mo Hua nodded, then frowned and sighed:
"But if this continues, before I build the foundation, I can only have the twelve-patterned spiritual consciousness..."
Mr. Zhuang lit the forehead of the ink painting and said with a smile:
"Just say anything, just say it. Don't be so petty with your teacher."
Mo Hua laughed and said, "I have heard of a twelve-patterned formation."
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, "Speak and listen."
"Master, do you still remember teaching Yan?" Mo Hua said.
Mr. Zhuang's eyes moved slightly, "Is the Lingshu Array Map?"
Mo Hua was shocked, "Master, do you know this?"
Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua's shocked expression and smiled slightly:
"I have a relationship with Teacher Yan because of the face of this formation."
After thinking about the ink painting, I gradually understood.
Mr. Zhuang is unfathomable and lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, covering up his journey. It is impossible for ordinary monks to see him.
No one in the monks in Tongxian City had ever seen Mr. Zhuang except himself.
Even Mo Hua's parents, Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua, only knew Mr. Zhuang's name, and had never seen Mr. Zhuang, let alone what Mr. Zhuang looked like.
It can be taught strictly differently.
Mo Hua has always believed that Yan Teaching's formation is of extraordinary skill.
But this is because he was once a disciple of the Tongxian Sect and was taught by Yan to guide the formation and was grateful in his heart.
In fact, Yan Teach is just a Qi-refining cultivator, not even a first-grade formation master.
Such achievements in formations are already considered profound in small fairy cities like Tongxian City.
But in Mr. Zhuang's eyes, it is probably not worth mentioning.
With the level of formation alone, the strict teaching may not be able to meet Mr. Zhuang.
It was even less likely that I would recommend myself to be Mr. Zhuang’s registered disciple.
Now it seems that Mr. Zhuang knew that Yan had the ultimate karma inheritance of the cause and effect, so he looked at him differently.
Only by chance can I join Mr. Zhuang's disciple by chance.
Mo Hua couldn't help but ask: "Master, is the Lingshu Formation very powerful?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded:
"The supreme formation has some unique effects, and the ones that adhere to are all extraordinary and almost Taoist spiritual power rules."
"This is the case with the reverse spirit array, the thick earth array, and the spiritual hub array."
"The reverse spiritual array is destruction, the thick soil array is birth, and the focus of the spiritual hub array lies in the word "shu"."
"The spiritual power center is the spiritual power center, which involves the essential structure of spiritual power..."
Mr. Zhuang wanted to say something else, but suddenly stopped.
The ink painting was still unsatisfied and asked:
"Master, why don't you say it?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled, "If you can get this formation, you can understand it yourself. If you can't get it, it will be useless to say it."
Mo Hua said in his heart: "Master is insincere again..."
After saying that, he was shocked and looked up, and he saw Mr. Zhuang looking at him with a smile.
Mo Hua smiled awkwardly.
It was over, and he found out again that he complained about his master.
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, looked doting, and said nothing.
Mo Hua asked: "Master, what is the origin of this Lingshu Array Diagram? What is the inheritance of the teacher of Yan Teaching?"
Mr. Zhuang thought for a moment and said slowly:
"The sect that Yanxi teaches is called Xiaoling Yin Sect."
"The root of the Little Ling Yin Sect is the formation sect that has declined a thousand years ago, the Great Ling Yin Sect."
"A thousand years ago, the Great Ling Yin Sect was destroyed, and the disciples of the sect were scattered, and the inheritance was divided into various places."
"They didn't want to lose the name of the sect, and they didn't dare to call it "Da Lingyin", so they changed the word and called it "Little Lingyin Sect."
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and added:
"Except for the 'Little Ling Yin Sect', other sects, looking at the desolate, have the words 'Ling Yin' in their names, such as Xiao Ling Yin Mountain, Ling Yin Sect, Ling Yin Valley, etc., which may all be related to the 'Da Ling Yin Sect'."
"If it happens just right, you might as well visit and make friends to see if there is any lost inheritance."
Mo Hua nodded and remembered the word "Lingyin".
Mr. Zhuang sighed a little and continued:
"I was willing to meet with Teacher Yan at the beginning, but in fact I just wanted to see the Lingshu Array Map of Lingyin Sect."
"It's a pity that the Little Ling Yin Sect was destroyed and the formation was stolen and lost."
"But although I didn't see the formation map, I taught this person with a straight mind and a straight mind, and I didn't hide my own personalities when I preached and received my karma. I had a very good manners in the formation master of the Great Ling Yin Sect back then."
"I appreciate it quite so that he is allowed to visit him when he has something to do..."
After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he looked at the ink painting with clear eyes and sighed silently in his heart:
"Who knew that when he came to the door later, he sent me a little apprentice with amazing talent and good deeds and cleverness..."
Mo Hua didn't know what Mr. Zhuang was thinking, but just frowned and thought, then asked:
"Is there something happened to the Xiaoling Hidden Sect destroyed?"
Mr. Zhuang said: "Since you know the Lingshu Array Map, you should have heard of the destruction of the Little Lingyin Sect."
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "It was said that there was a traitor who killed his master and destroyed his ancestors and stole the formation map."
The ink painting is a little angry.
It is a good teacher to teach people strictly, to work diligently, to preach and receive teachings, and to be serious and responsible.
Then his master must be a good formation master and good master who attaches importance to the inheritance of formations.
Such a person was actually killed by a wolf-hearted disciple.
Moreover, the disciple even stole the formation map of the town sect, causing the good sect to fall apart...
Mr. Zhuang sighed: "Human nature is greedy and forgets righteousness when seeing profit. There are actually many monks like this in this world..."
"Don't think that the monks in this world are like this just because the people in Tongxian City are simple and the casual cultivators help each other."
"Among the monks, there are both good people and evil people, and there are also some good people and evil people in the choice of interests."
"Practicing Taoism is unpredictable, and people's hearts are sinister and unpredictable."
"We must not only beware of evil people, but also beware of good people who become evil people in the face of temptation of interests..."
Mr. Zhuang never gets tired of it and teaches earnestly.
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly as she listened:
"Master, I understand. Whoever treats me well will be good to him; whoever treats me badly will be bad to him."
Mr. Zhuang couldn't help laughing when he heard his a little childish words and asked again:
"What if the bad guys are good to you, and the bad guys are bad to you?"
"As long as I don't do bad things, what is bad to me will naturally be a bad person. If I am good to me, I will naturally be a good person."
The sound of ink painting is crisp.
Mr. Zhuang nodded and smiled:
"That's true."
Mo Hua also smiled.
Mr. Zhuang then said, "Since you mentioned this, have you known any clues?"
Mo Hua nodded, "Before leaving, I went to find Manager Mo..."
"He is also from Xiaoling Yin Sect, and he is considered a junior brother of Master Yan."
"He told me that Teacher Yan went to the Xiaohuangzhou Realm and Nanyue City, and should be looking for the traitor from the Master's Sect."
"And that traitor should have the Lingyin Sect secretly passed down, the first-grade twelve-patterned Lingshu array diagram!"
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