Asking About Longevity Chapter 264

Chapter 264 Hidden Array

 Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it would be better to have more identities.

 The boundary of Jiuzhou is vast and boundless.

In case you encounter any difficulties when you go out to explore the world, you will have one more way to go with multiple identities.

 “Thank you, Uncle Zhang!”

“Then the spiritual consciousness required for the concealment formation is probably nine and a half rays?”

  “It's very troublesome.”

  The art of invisibility can be used to conceal oneself, to conduct reconnaissance, to protect oneself, and to trick others.

He took out the "Illustrated Book of Thousand Formations" given to him by Mr. Zhuang from his storage bag and flipped through it for a long time. His eyes were dazzled by it, but he couldn't find any formations related to concealment.

On the surface, concealment seems useless, but when used properly, it is an offensive and defensive spell.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, and then went to see Mr. Zhuang and asked about the hiding formation.

  After all, you painted such a difficult re-arrangement with style...

Bai Zixi also shook his head, "This is a rare formation. It should be in the Baijia Sutra Pavilion, but I didn't bring it out."

Since the concealment technique is defective, are there any other ways to remedy it?

Mo Hua thought about it for a long time, and the only way he could think of was the formation.

The ink painting is a bit of a pity, so I can only bother Mr. Zhuang.

Mo Hua still remembers what Mr. Puppet taught him, "There are thousands of magic spells, each with its own merits. The best way to use it lies in one mind."

"There's no rush, just remember to bring me some if you have any." Bai Zisheng said.

 Zhang Lan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go back and tell the boss."

 Ink painting is a sincere way.

Having been running around for a long time about Bald Tuo and Kong Sheng, Zhang Lan really wanted to reward himself for living in the open air and speaking indifferently.

 It means that Aunt Xue may not be willing to let you fight.

Of course Mo Hua didn't say this reason because it didn't sound serious.

 Bai Zisheng blurted out: "Rabbit meat!"

Let's see if Zhang Lan can ask anything from Duyan's mouth.

"Fine."

 He really wanted to learn the art of stealth.

Even if the concealment technique is discovered, he can still take steps to avoid being trapped in a dilemma like Diao Laosan.

“Of course it's for self-protection,” Mo Hua said.

“This kid, Mo Hua, must have developed his spiritual consciousness very quickly.” Puppet Lao said calmly.

Bai Zisheng shook his head, turned to Bai Zixi and asked, "Zixi, do you know?"

Mo Hua glanced at it and saw that it was called Hua Hao Yue Yuan. It looked a bit like a moon cake stuffed with flowers.

 The art of concealment is indeed in line with what Mr. Puppet said.

 The inheritance of the stealth technique is rare, and the spiritual root requirements are also relatively stringent. You must have a single water spiritual root to learn it.

Bai Zisheng is a bit upright, but he has no doubts about him. He nodded and said:

“Indeed, stealth is very suitable for self-protection.”

“Then what are you going to do with this formation?”

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were deep, “It's pretty fast, but it's not fast enough.”

Mr. Zhuang said: "Among all the monks I have seen, his spiritual consciousness has grown the fastest, but it may not be enough to break through the limits of Qi refining spiritual consciousness."

 Advance to attack, retreat to defend.

 Children of serious aristocratic families have heavier religious duties and more rules and regulations, but they are not free.

 Therefore, there are few monks who can conceal themselves, so formations that can conceal themselves are also relatively rare. Mo Hua nodded, grateful in his heart, and asked Bai Zixi, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Bai Zixi hesitated for a moment, took out a recipe book from the storage bag, turned to the creased page, pointed to a snack called "Huahao Yuanyuan" on it and said:

"this."

 If you advance, you can attack someone who is unprepared; if you retreat, you can escape thousands of miles away.

Mo Hua was surprised and said: "This concealment formation, doesn't it also have ten formation patterns..."

“There can be only one formation, there are ten formations, and the formation with ten formations is not that cheap.”

Seeing that the ink painting was somewhat unclear, Bai Zixi patiently explained it to him:

 “Not bad.” Mr. Zhuang nodded.

"Once you learn that, your spiritual consciousness will be enough to learn the concealment formation." Mr. Zhuang said.

Those like Qian Xing and Kong Sheng, although free, are still lawless.

 There are osmanthus flowers, peach blossoms, locust flowers, crabapple flowers, etc.

Mo Hua scratched his head and asked Bai Zisheng first.

The old man frowned, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

More than nine lines, less than ten lines.

Mo Hua took the recipe and put it into his storage bag, "Okay, I'll let my mother make it and take a look."

Zhang Lan was eating, while Mo Hua was holding a small bowl and choosing what he liked.

 This is what he is best at.

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 “Yes.” Bai Zixi's eyes were clear and shining.

  I can gather wool now, and my enthusiasm for ink painting has become much higher.

If the spiritual roots of other attributes are mixed, it will be like ink painting, half-learned, possessed by water, but not completely invisible.

Mr. Zhuang laughed, shook his head, and said:

“The Hidden Formation only has nine formations, but the formations are special and require more spiritual energy to draw, and the amount of spiritual energy required is more than the ordinary nine-level formation.”

 After Mo Hua said goodbye, Mr. Zhuang frowned and pondered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Didn't I give you nine and a half counter-spiritual formations before?"

Bai Zisheng also said gratefully: "I will help you fight in the future."

There are also Yin people...

"Thank you, my boss, if you have time. Without his approval, you wouldn't have this title," Zhang Lan said.

“Yes.” Bai Zixi's voice was clear and she nodded.

 Now that we have a goal, it is simple, and the nine and a half spiritual consciousness is not so far away for Mo Hua.

Even if you encounter a melee situation between monks, you can handle it with ease.

The two of them ate and chatted. After they were full, Zhang Lan went back.

Then he had some doubts, "Why is the concealment formation a rare formation? Is it because concealment is rare?"

Monks have different spiritual roots and abilities. Some of them have strengths and weaknesses.

"Hidden array?" Bai Zisheng was a little surprised, looked around, and lowered his voice, "Do you want to be a thief?"

"how long it takes?"

Mo Hua asked again: "How much more is it?"

Mr. Zhuang heard this and said, "You still can't learn it now."

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

Mo Hua nodded.

 The old man turned to him blankly.

 “Is it because of divine consciousness?” Mo Hua guessed.

Mr. Zhuang then said to Mr. Puppet: "You are right. It is indeed a bit difficult to have foundation-building consciousness in the Qi Refining Stage."

 “Nine and a half, still a little short of that.” Mr. Zhuang said very rigorously.

 “What do you want to eat again?”

“Spiritual roots are special and inheritance is scarce. This kind of spell is difficult to learn, and formations that can achieve the same effect are rarer.”

“It's a little difficult to learn.” Mr. Zhuang said, and then glanced at the ink painting, “But it's not difficult for you.”

Mo Hua asked weakly: "Is it difficult to learn?"

“Disciple understands, thank you sir.”

 It's just that the spiritual roots of ink painting are not suitable, so what I have developed is a half-baked concealment technique.

After a while, Jiang Yun served them five or six dishes, including meat and vegetables, as well as good wine.

"It's hard to say." Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said, "According to the current progress, it can take as little as five years or as many as ten years. Moreover, the growth of spiritual consciousness becomes slower as time goes by. If something goes wrong, it will take decades to build the foundation. It's all possible.”

"Then thank the boss for me. I will help you next time if something happens."

 “Okay.” Mo Hua nodded, “I will call you when we fight.”

Mr. Zhuang said silently in his heart.

 “Do you know the formation diagram of the concealment formation?”

Mo Hua thought about the map for a while, but still had no idea, so he put it down for the time being.

 “Okay, then I'm welcome.”

More than a thousand spiritual stones, it doesn't matter if Mo Hua treats Zhang Lan to eat them for a month.

Mo Hua chuckled and said, "If you eat it open, it's all mine."

The flowers are full of fragrance, but I don't know if it will smell strange if there are so many flowers mixed together.

Mo Hua understands.

 In the bamboo room, the figure of the old man gradually appeared.

Zhang Lan raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, it's quite generous now."

Mo Hua was about to go find Mr. Zhuang. When he turned around, he saw Bai Zisheng looking at him eagerly and saying helplessly:

Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him and emphasized: "I am a serious monk!"

 It looks like there is only one line difference, but the amount of spiritual consciousness is twice as bad.

As Mr. Zhuang said before, there are nine lines to refine qi and ten lines to build the foundation. From the nine lines to the ten lines, the spiritual consciousness needs to cross the gap from refining qi to building the foundation. There is also a huge disparity in spiritual consciousness.

“The amount of spiritual consciousness is above nine lines, but less than ten lines.”

 “Is there any way?” Puppet Lao said.

Mr. Zhuang tapped his fingertips on the armrest of the bamboo chair, his eyes changing, and after a long time he sighed, "Let me think about it."

 (End of this chapter)

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