Asking About Longevity Chapter 350

Chapter 350 Change of destiny

 “Did you lie to him?”

"I'm not lying." Mr. Zhuang said confidently, "I only said that the Grand Formation starts with the first grade and ten patterns. I didn't say that the Grand Formation given to him is ten patterns."

“The eleven-line formation can also be regarded as the beginning of the ten-line formation!”

Mr. Zhuang argued vigorously.

 The old man's face trembled. He felt that Mr. Zhuang's behavior was really outrageous, and at the same time he was even more unbelievable:

“So, what he drew was not actually a large formation pivot with one grade and ten patterns, but...one grade with eleven patterns?”

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "That's why I was surprised."

“You gave me the Jade Slips of the Great Formation. Why are you surprised?”

“It's precisely because I gave it to you that I was surprised.” Mr. Zhuang sighed. “It's very difficult to draw. Even a second-level formation master can't learn it.”

 And the ink painting was completed in a month...

And it seems that the brushwork is very skillful. I don't know how many times I have painted it...

 “Why didn't you say it at the beginning?” asked the old man.

 “So what if I said so?” Mr. Zhuang said calmly.

Mr. Zhuang turned his head and looked at the mountains soaked in blood red in the night. He said with deep eyes:

“This big demon is not an ordinary big demon. It cannot be killed by a large formation with ten lines at the first level, so it can only be killed by a large formation with eleven lines.”

“Whether it's ten lines or eleven lines, since I have made up my mind to learn ink painting, I will definitely learn it, so it doesn't really matter what kind of formation it is.”

“If he can learn it and construct a large formation with eleven lines, he can trap and kill the big demon. If he can't learn it, he will naturally give up, and there is no need to waste manpower and material resources on such a useless struggle.”

Puppet Lao frowned and said, "Can the eleven-marked formation be enough to kill him?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled half-heartedly, "Is anything inevitable in this world? Even if the formation collapses, there will still be a chance of survival, and there will be no real death."

“The eleven-mark five-element demon-slaying formation, in terms of lethality alone, is enough to trap and kill the great demon. But the great demon is an evildoer and an anomaly from heaven. No one knows what will happen until the end..."

 “What if I didn't kill him?” Puppet Lao asked again.

“Don't worry.” Mr. Zhuang said, “As long as we successfully build the big formation, even if we can't kill the big monster in the end, we can still consume most of its health and seriously injure the big monster.”

“No one dares to mess with a great demon in its full glory, but many people are interested in a seriously injured great demon.”

“The Dao Tingsi, major families, and sects will all think of ways to take action. After all, this is a living... Dao evil."

"It's really not possible." Mr. Zhuang looked at the old man and said with a faint smile, "You can also take action, but you will die once."

 “It's worth exchanging one body for another evil one.”

 The old man's eyes were lowered, and he stood with his hands on his sleeves. A sharp edge flashed in his lowered eyes.

Mr. Zhuang muttered in a low voice: "You are still so dishonest at your age, how can you pretend to be serious..."

The old man hesitated, sighed, and asked him again:

 “You really don't want to take on a personal disciple?”

This time it was Mr. Zhuang's turn to be questioned. He hesitated for a long time and then sighed: "I said, I will never accept any more apprentices in this life."

The old man said calmly: "I can't even count the number of times you have broken your promise. Why are you pretending to keep your word..."

Mr. Zhuang hesitated and sighed:

 “It's really boring to talk to you, it's too easy to be exposed.”

 The old man ignored him.

Mr. Zhuang was in a trance when he thought of the ink paintings.

 In the past, he would have accepted this disciple as soon as he accepted it, but now, things are different from the past...

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment, thinking to himself and sighing:

“Just treat him as a registered disciple. Accepting him as a direct disciple will harm him, and it will also harm me..."

Mr. Zhuang was in the boundless night, his whole body shrouded in darkness. The desolate moonlight shone on the ground, but could not shine on his face.

“After all, there are countless people who want to kill me...”

 After Mo Hua returned home, he began to formally consider building a large formation.

 He found Elder Yu first and said:

 “Elder, I want to kill that pig!”

Elder Yu was immediately stunned, "Which pig?"

Mo Hua stretched out his little hand and pointed in the direction of the mountain, pointing at the blood energy that soared into the sky and was so powerful that it made one's heart palpitate.

 Elder Yu was startled, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

That is Feng Xi, the legendary monster who can eat an entire fairy city. How can he kill it?

Even if they could be killed, it would not be their turn to kill them as casual cultivators.

 They don't have the foundation and strength at all.

 “You can kill him!” Mo Hua insisted.

Elder Yu wanted to say something, but after looking at the ink painting, he suddenly fell silent.

He knew in his heart that Mo Hua did not want to leave Tongxian City, nor did he want them to leave their hometown.

They don't want to leave either, but they can't do it without leaving.

When a catastrophe comes, these casual cultivators have no choice but to follow the trend. They can only leave their homeland and find another way out.

 Speaking of this, Elder Yu suddenly felt reluctant to part with him.

Once he moved to the city, he didn't know if he would be able to see Mo Hua again.

Although he valued Mo Hua so much because he was a formation master, he also liked this child from the bottom of his heart.

Elder Yu felt a little bitter in his heart. He patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and said solemnly:

“You take the spirit stone, find a good way out at the nearby state border, and build the foundation safely. With your ability, you will definitely become an admirable grand formation master in the future.”

"As for the casual cultivators in Tongxian City, you can rest assured that I will take care of them."

“Moving to the south is hard work, but as long as we can be self-reliant, it will be hard work. There is nothing to be afraid of. After all, the thing that casual cultivators fear the most is hard work.”

 Elder Yu tried to comfort Mo Hua.

Mo Hua shook his head and said seriously: "Elder, I really have a way to kill the big demon!"

Elder Yu was startled, frowned, and looked at the expression of the ink painting carefully.

Mo Hua's expression is calm, and there is confidence in the calmness. It does not seem like a joke, nor does it seem like wishful thinking.

Elder Yu's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but say, "You... really have a way?"

Mo Hua nodded and said directly: "We can build a large formation and kill Feng Xi!"

Elder Yu looked stunned, "The formation..."

 It was not the first time he heard about the Great Formation, but it was the first time in his life that he heard the words "build the Great Formation".

He has heard people talk about the formation before, saying which state boundary, which sect or family it is in, has a profound foundation, and even has a powerful protective formation that has stood for thousands of years...

 But he just listened to this kind of words, and he didn't care.

 They are practicing casually and cannot even use ordinary formations, let alone large formations.

Even the person who said this to him only knew that there was a large formation and could not have seen it with his own eyes.

 Until the critical moment of survival, it is impossible for the sect to activate the protective formation.

Many casual cultivators, even monks from many families or sects, may never see the grand formation open with their own eyes in their lifetime. Let alone "building a large formation" personally.

This kind of thing is simply a fantasy.

Elder Yu was stunned for a long time, and then he recovered his thoughts and said nonchalantly: "What kind of formation?"

 “Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation!” Mo Hua said domineeringly.

Elder Yu was shocked. Just hearing the name of this formation, he felt a murderous aura rushing towards his face.

 And when I heard it, it sounded like it could kill a big demon...

 But he still felt uneasy, "Can he really kill me?"

Mo Hua said rigorously: "There is a high probability that he can be killed, if nothing unexpected happens."

Since Mr. Zhuang gave him the formation, in Mr. Zhuang's estimation, the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation can kill Feng Xi. Even if it cannot kill him, it can at least compete with the big demon.

 Otherwise, Mr. Zhuang would not let him learn.

 It's just that Mo Hua has been with Mr. Zhuang for a long time and has heard what Mr. Zhuang said. Nothing in this world is 100% certain, so he still speaks more rigorously.

 Even so, it was enough to shock Elder Yu.

  Chance to kill.

This is a big monster. According to the records of Tongxian City in the past, it is a catastrophe that cannot be resisted at all. However, Mo Hua said that "it has a high probability of being killed"...

 Elder Yu was confused.

He put his hands behind his back and walked around the hall, pacing and thinking, but he still couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

Elder Yu walked around for a few times, suddenly stopped and asked:

“Who will draw this big formation?”

Mo Hua patted his chest: "Me!"

Elder Yu really thought so, but he still couldn't believe it:

 “You…can draw a large formation?”

Mo Hua did not hide anything from Elder Yu, "Now that you have mastered the key points, you can learn the rest slowly, but you must prepare early for the formation of the large formation, otherwise it will be too late."

 “What is needed to build a large formation?”

Elder Yu asked. He only knew that it was extremely difficult to build a large formation, but he didn't know what the specific difficulty was.

Mo Hua counted them once and showed them to Elder Yu so that he could have an idea of ​​the number:

“Constructing a large formation requires a lot of manpower and material resources.”

“Manpower includes the weapon refiners and craftsmen who build the formation medium, the main formation master who draws the formation hub, and other formation masters who help fill the single formation. In addition, the more physical practitioners who can help, the better..."

“Material resources are first of all spiritual stones, and there are also various monastic materials, such as fine iron for refining tools, earth and stone for construction, spiritual ink, etc…”

The more Elder Yu heard, the more surprised he became.

 Constructing a large array requires so much cost and involves so many processes. No wonder he has never seen a large array in his long life, let alone anyone who dared to build one.

 Elder Yu is not worried about formation matters. He has blind trust in ink paintings.

 In terms of formation, whatever the ink painting says is what it says.

Although he felt that it would be difficult to draw a large formation, since Mo Hua said he could, he would definitely be able to draw it. Elder Yu had no doubt at all.

 The question now is whether they are willing to spend so much manpower and material resources to build a large formation.

Elder Yu frowned and thought of a question:

“Even if the demon hunters put in all their efforts and all the spirit stones are used, it won't be enough to build a large formation...”

Mo Hua nodded, "So I have to think of other ways, but only if you agree first can I go find someone else to talk to."

The Daoting Division has great power, and the Dao Bing Division is strong in attack and killing, but the Demon Hunters have the most people, are the most familiar with ink painting, and are closely related to this matter, and even their lives are at stake.

 So only if Elder Yu agrees first, can the formation have a foundation to build.

Elder Yu was even more confused. He started pacing in the hall again, and as he walked, he was pulling his beard, feeling hesitant.

 This is a gamble.

 If they win the bet, they can live and work in peace and contentment in Tongxian City.

With various industries such as the weapon refining shop and the alchemy refining shop here, their lives will get better and better.

 If they lose the bet, they will be left penniless.

 At that time, we could still move to the city, but supplies would be scarce and life would be more difficult.

 If they don't gamble, they are destined to leave their homes.

 Move to an unknown and desolate place and live a life of hardship and possibly oppression.

 The only good thing is that I still have some spirit stones in my hand.

 Even though we have these spiritual stones, we may not be able to hold on for long.

Moreover, there are many dangers involved in traveling through mountains and rivers. It is still unknown whether these spiritual stones can be kept in hand in the end.

 Elder Yu looked back at the ink painting.

The eyes in the ink painting are firm and bright, but the person is much thinner. These days, he must have put a lot of effort into it and put a lot of thought into it.

 Thinking again about the grand formation he mentioned, it must be that he was spending all his time painting the grand formation.

 Why are these?

He can leave. He doesn't have to work as hard as casual cultivators like them. He can build a stable foundation and find a promising force to rely on. The prospects of cultivating the Taoism are limitless.

 But this child still worked hard for them.

 Elder Yu's heart trembled and he made an immediate decision.

 He wants to take a gamble!

 There is actually no difference between one minute of hard work and ten minutes of hard work for casual practitioners.

 If you don't make progress, your hard work will turn into ten days of hard work sooner or later.

 But if they win the bet, then they will truly change the fate of the casual cultivators.

 At least, it changed the fate of the casual cultivators in Tongxian City.

Elder Yu solemnly nodded and said, "Okay, let's build a big formation!"

Mo Hua looked happy, but he was a little worried and said:

 “Are you not going to think about it again?”

"If you continue to make decisions, you will suffer chaos." Elder Yu said, "When you need to be decisive in doing things, you must be decisive!"

"Besides, you must have thought about it before you came to me. You know more about the formation than I do, so why should I worry about it anymore?"

Mo Hua felt relieved and said, "Then I'll find someone else."

Elder Yu nodded and said, "Find the person and let's talk together."

 “Okay.” Mo Hua nodded.

 With Elder Yu's help in persuasion, things should go smoothly.

Mo Hua stood up to say goodbye and went to Daotingsi.

Elder Yu looked at the back of the ink painting, dazed, and finally sighed.

 Building a large array to fight against the big demon is a gamble.

The casual cultivators who dare to bet themselves and can go forward may not dare to bet, but they just don't have this opportunity.

In the past thousands of years, there was no small formation master like Mo Hua who could draw a large formation and was willing to draw a large formation for them. He was also willing to help these casual cultivators fight to change their own destiny. …

 (End of this chapter)

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