Chapter 349 Eleven lines
Mo Hua thought for a while and suddenly calmed down again.
Although he had drawn a complete large formation pivot, he still felt uneasy.
Could it be just a coincidence that you drew it this time?
He erased the formation hub and drew it again, and couldn't help but sigh.
Sure enough, I was in a good state for a while and had a flash of inspiration, so I drew the formation pivot. When I drew it again, I was not focused enough and my consciousness was a little bit worse, so I failed to draw it successfully.
However, the spiritual consciousness is not much different, it just needs to be more careful and comprehend more thoroughly.
Everything has one, there must be two.
If you have successfully drawn it once, you will definitely be able to draw it the second time.
Ink Hua continued painting with concentration.
Time passed slowly, and when he drew it for the fourth time, he finally drew the center of the five-element demon-slaying formation completely and accurately.
Mo Hua breathed a long sigh of relief.
He withdraws his spiritual consciousness from the sea of consciousness.
It was still dark at this time, and the night was still deep.
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of exhaustion from all the hard work he had spent in the past month came over him. Mo Hua lay sprawled on the bed and fell asleep.
I slept until noon, and then opened my eyes when I smelled the fragrance of the ink painting.
The house is already filled with food.
Liu Ruhua felt a little distressed when she saw that he had lost weight these days and his little face was no longer round, so he made a table of delicious food for him.
Mo Hua's mood instantly improved.
He had a hearty meal, and then continued to draw the big formations.
This time is different from the one in the Consciousness Sea. He needs to draw the formation pivot again on paper.
The formation hub in the sea of consciousness is essentially the formation condensed by his spiritual consciousness;
However, the formation hub in reality is an actual formation formed by using paper as the formation medium and using spiritual ink to outline the formation patterns.
The Sea of Consciousness Condensation Formation will be easier;
It is relatively difficult to draw formations on real paper;
When actually constructing a large formation, drawing the formation on a special formation medium will consume more spiritual energy and make it more difficult.
So, no matter what, the ink painting must be drawn on paper first.
He wants to present the formation hub in the sea of consciousness on the realistic formation paper, and then he can truly build the great formation between heaven and earth.
The Da Zhen Zhen Shu is larger in scale, and the paper used as the medium of the Zhen Zhen is also larger in length.
Ink Hua was in the yard, laying several rounds of paper larger than his entire body on the ground, and then began to draw the formation pivot one stroke at a time.
Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua watched Mo Hua's paintings from the sidelines, helping Mo Hua lay the paper, hand him the pen, adjust the ink, or wipe his sweat for him and serve him tea.
They don't know what the ink paintings are specifically about.
But looking at the ink paintings of a teenager, he still looks like a child. One stroke after another, he draws such a complicated, profound and large-scale formation with seriousness and strict brushwork.
Both Mo Shan felt shocked, but at the same time they felt proud.
I spent an entire afternoon drawing with ink and wasted two pieces of paper. Finally, before nightfall, I finished drawing the pivot of a large formation.
Mo Hua asked his parents to help him collect the paper and put it into a storage bag, and then he ran to find Mr. Zhuang happily.
It is already dusk and the mountains are dark.
Mr. Zhuang is sitting in the room, looking at the blood of the mountain demon, twirling his fingers, not knowing what to do.
Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised when he saw the ink paintings.
It was already evening, and Mo Hua rarely bothered him at this time.
Mr. Zhuang was about to say something, but suddenly his expression froze, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You... learned it?"
Mo Hua, who ran all the way, nodded breathlessly.
He took out the formation paper with the formation pivots drawn on it from the storage bag, carefully spread it out, and placed it on the ground.
The formation hub of a complete first-grade formation slowly unfolded in front of Mr. Zhuang...
Mr. Zhuang took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.
He stood up slowly, with a serious look in his eyes, and looked at the array hub carefully, and then his heart was shocked.
This was what he expected.
But when what he expected actually happened, he was still extremely shocked.
Although he taught it, he also asked Mo Hua to paint it.
But, is this really something that a teenage monk can draw?
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting, and a trace of doubt came to his mind.
Cultivation of the nine states, the vastness is boundless.
He just came to a corner of the cultivation world, a remote fairy city to stay temporarily.
By chance, I accepted such a lovely registered disciple who has a good understanding of formations and is smart and agile.
But this registered disciple was somewhat unexpected to him.
At present, his cultivation level is no more than Qi Refining, and his formation level is only at the first level. It took him a month to learn and draw the formation pivots of the great formation.
This kind of understanding of formations and the speed of learning formations are already a bit...unbelievable...
Mr. Zhuang's mind gradually became filled with doubts:
He has no doubt that there are young monks in the cultivation world who are extremely talented in this kind of formation.
But why did he just happen to meet this disciple?
Why did I, who had already decided not to accept any disciples for the rest of my life, suddenly have the sudden idea to accept this registered disciple?
Are these...really coincidences?
Mr. Zhuang's face was as dark as water and he was silent.
Mo Hua saw Mr. Zhuang looking worried and couldn't help but worry:
“Sir, am I drawing something wrong?”
Mr. Zhuang came back to his senses and couldn't help but glance at the ink painting. The eyes painted in ink are clear and bright, just like the water of Tianchi, without a trace of impurities.
Looking into Mo Hua's eyes, Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled, and the doubts in his heart gradually faded away.
I don't know people well in my life, so I am not in a good position to recruit disciples.
This registered disciple may have been given to me by God, so that I could have a well-behaved and clever little disciple in this life.
As for whether it is a coincidence, whether it is a calculation, or whether it is a hidden secret, what do you care about it?
Since you have cultivated Taoism, you naturally have to do whatever you want. At this age, why should you be timid?
Mr. Zhuang suddenly became enlightened, took another look at the ink-painted array hub, and said with satisfaction:
“Yes, very good!”
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh, his eyes narrowed like crescent moons.
Mr. Zhuang felt relieved for some reason and showed a faint smile.
Suddenly, Mr. Zhuang was startled again.
He figured it out!
Mo Hua is his named disciple.
He has now drawn the center of a first-grade formation. If he works harder, he can even build a first-grade formation!
A first-grade small formation master in the Qi refining stage can construct a first-grade large formation.
Moreover, this little formation master is still his named disciple...
Mr. Zhuang straightened his back instantly and felt proud.
He used to be someone else's master, but he never taught any good disciples.
Now just being a teacher and having a named disciple can actually achieve such "great achievements".
Mr. Zhuang had a calm expression on his face, but he felt proud in his heart.
Then he felt very sorry.
I am in despair now.
Those old acquaintances, those old acquaintances, those amazingly talented opponents, those close friends who chatted by candlelight at night, have all disappeared, and I am afraid they will never see each other again in this life.
Otherwise, if you show off this matter, you will be invincible and suppress all directions. No one can hold up their head in front of him.
The more Mr. Zhuang thought about it, the more regretful he became, and he couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity..."
“What's a pity?” Mo Hua asked curiously.
“It's a pity...it's nothing.” Mr. Zhuang said vaguely.
Don't tell Mo Hua about bragging, otherwise it will lead to bad influence on him, and it will also damage his image as a transcendent master in the minds of his disciples.
Mo Hua didn't know what Mr. Zhuang was thinking, so he said with some anxiety:
“Sir, can I prepare a big formation now?”
The basis for preparing a grand formation is that he must be able to draw a grand formation. The key to drawing a grand formation is to master the pivot of the grand formation.
Mo Hua doesn't know much about the formation. Although he has drawn the pivot of the formation, he still has no confidence, so he wanted to confirm it with Mr. Zhuang.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhuang looked solemn. He carefully thought about the front and rear joints of the formation, and carefully looked at the ink drawings of the formation pivots. After pondering for a long time, he nodded slightly and said in approval:
"Can!"
Mo Hua's eyes lit up instantly.
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting with soft eyes and said with some emotion: "You can go and think of ways to build a big formation."
Mo Hua said gratefully: "Thank you, sir!"
“No need to thank me.”
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, you learned it yourself...
Mr. Zhuang thought for a moment and then reminded:
“But don't be too happy too early. It may be more difficult to build a grand formation than to draw one.”
"I told you before that building a large formation requires huge manpower and material resources. To operate the large formation, you also need to prepare a large number of spiritual stones. These are real resources for cultivation and are not easy to raise..."
“Taking away people's money is tantamount to killing people's lives. If you say a few nice words, others will be willing to hand over their wealth to you.”
“You have to think carefully and be mentally prepared.”
Mo Hua nodded, "Sir, I've thought about it!"
Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said, "Okay, as long as you have a plan."
Mr. Zhuang then made a few more remarks, including issues such as follow-up material resource mobilization, manpower mobilization, array hub extension contact, and single array parallel compatibility.
I memorized the ink paintings one by one, and then bowed and said goodbye.
Mr. Zhuang saw his leaving figure in high spirits, and couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head.
Until in the dark night, in the silent bamboo room, a face as old as a dead tree suddenly appeared.
Mr. Zhuang's smile stopped and he couldn't help complaining:
“When you show up, can you be more natural and not so gloomy...”
Puppet Lao ignored him, but looked at the **** demon in the mountains, and said calmly:
“The blood is getting heavier, and there is still death.”
Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment and sighed, "Yes."
With the energy of death, there will be trouble...
“Can a large formation with ten lines of one grade really be able to trap and kill this big monster?” Puppet Lao asked with some doubts.
“No.” Mr. Zhuang said calmly.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mr. Zhuang with a sharp look, thinking that he heard wrongly:
"no?"
“No.” Mr. Zhuang said again.
Puppet Lao frowned, "Then you still..."
“Ten patterns won't work.”
Mr. Zhuang in the night paused for a moment, his faint eyes gradually showed sharpness, and he said slowly:
"So, what I gave him was not the ten lines...but the eleven lines of demon-slaying formation!"
The old man's heart trembled, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
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(End of this chapter)
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