Asking About Longevity Chapter 395

Chapter 395 Formation

Bai Zisheng happily patrolled with Ling Nong every day, while Mo Hua sat on the ridge of the field, quietly drawing the soil formation.

Bai Zixi is also helping Mo draw the formation.

 She was squatting on her knees next to the ink painting, holding a pen with her white palms, her posture was elegant, her expression was demure, and the patterns she drew were graceful and beautiful.

Mo Hua glanced at it secretly and was shocked. He couldn't help but sigh:

 “Sister, the formation you drew is so beautiful!”

The more fields he walks on, the more formation patterns there will be, and the more spiritual fields will be connected...

 The formation requires one thought to be completed, and the divine thought cannot be interrupted.

When connecting the thick earth formation, the ink painting must also go over all the field ridges on the spiritual field at one time, while injecting spiritual power into the spiritual ink, while drawing the spiritual ink on the field ridges, so that the formation patterns can be completed in one go.

 Although his appearance has been changed, he still has a clear and beautiful beauty.

 After another day, he got better and his expression returned to normal.

 After some laughter, Bai Zixi washed Mo Hua's face with her own hands.

 The spiritual consciousness consumption of the formation is only related to the difficulty of the formation itself, that is, the number of formation patterns.

 In the ink marks, there is spiritual power flowing.

Who did it?

Who can conceal his own consciousness and paint his face under his nose?

Then he figured it out instantly and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Bai Zixi.

This process is relatively long, and you cannot make mistakes, otherwise you will have to start over, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

 The same formation, the formation patterns are the same, at first glance, there is not much difference.

 “Little senior sister!”

Bai Zixi shook her head, "I am senior sister, I will help you wipe it."

 With his cultivation during the Qi refining period and his current ability, he can only use this stupid method to connect with a large single formation.

 Then she stared at the ink painting for a few seconds, and suddenly pointed at her fair cheek with her finger.

From the spiritual field, a steady stream of breath of the earth emerges, warming the land and nourishing the rice seedlings.

Mo Hua nodded, no doubt that he was there, and began to draw the formation seriously.

Mo Hua was confused again, but because he had to draw the formation and concentrate on it, he quickly put everything behind him.

 The entire spiritual field is like one body, echoing each other through formation patterns.

The elders of Dongshan Village felt the breath of the spiritual field and looked at the rice seedlings in the field. They couldn't help but lose consciousness for a while, and then burst into tears with excitement.

Bai Zixi finished rubbing the right face of the ink painting, and then started to rub the left cheek.

Bai Zixi said: "Your face is dirty."

Mo Hua was a little stunned.

Is this what the ancestor of the Sun family did back then...

By the time the ink painting was finally finished, my strength and spiritual energy were almost exhausted, and I was like a dehydrated fish, sitting on the edge of the field, gasping for air.

 “Dirty!” Bai Zixi nodded.

Such a fertile spiritual land, as long as it can be preserved, will be enough for their descendants to no longer have to suffer from hunger...

 Ink painting needs to use spiritual ink to connect all the fields and make the pattern of the entire thick earth array effective.

 Ink painting is done step by step, from morning to night, and from evening to morning.

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

This smile is like an epiphyllum blooming.

 His face, both the left and right sides, were covered with ink, making him look like a tabby cat.

"It's okay, I'll just wash it off later." Mo Hua said.

The earth-nurturing formation is simple, and the ink painting is very fast. With Bai Zixi's help, the earth-nurturing formation in Lingtian was completed in a few days.

Mo Hua felt that he had seen it wrong.

At this time, Bai Zixi finally couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.

Mo Hua thought about it and sighed again.

“I wonder if after reaching the Qi Refining Realm, there will be other ways to draw formations that would be more convenient…”

Although his eyebrows are still pale, they are much more cheerful than before, and his eyes are much softer.

 His little senior sister rubbed his face!

Bai Zixi pretended to be calm, but pursed her lips slightly, obviously holding back a smile.

 He has tried to walk this route many times.

It's just that the movements are like pinching, wiping, or kneading...

Mo Hua looked in the mirror, checked again and again, and then nodded.

 Because Mr. Zhuang couldn't help laughing when he saw him.

Mo Hua found a mirror, took a look, and then became confused.

Bai Zisheng was even more exaggerated, holding his stomach and laughing non-stop, almost bursting into tears.

 He never expected that Bai Zixi would be such a young senior sister!

Bai Zixi is usually elegant and quiet, with an indifferent expression, but she didn't expect that she would do such a little prank.

"nothing…"

The ink painting walked through the field ridges, leaving behind a series of strokes.

Mr. Zhuang was slightly surprised.

 This method is too stupid.

Mo Hua had no choice but to let her rub his face.

Bai Zixi saw Mo Hua blinking his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked:

"what are you thinking?"

The eyes filled with smiles are like hibiscus with morning dew, and like crystal clear glass, full of brilliance.

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 They knew that this formation was not simple, but they did not expect that it could be so mysterious.

Mo Hua also felt a little relieved for some reason.

Mo Hua shook his head, "It's different."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she meant.

 “What's wrong?” Mo Hua still didn't understand.

Bai Zixi pursed her lips and said calmly:

 “I am a senior sister and I will not lie to you.”

 All the spiritual farmers surrounding the field were shocked and speechless.

Mo Hua was stunned.

 “Haha, big... big painted face!”

It's just that this time when he was drawing the formation, he always felt that the young senior sister was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. Although her expression was normal, her eyes occasionally hid a full smile.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little helpless.

Bai Zixi looked at the formation he drew, then at the one drawn by Mo, and said curiously:

 “Isn't this almost the same?”

The overall layout of the spiritual field is also consistent with the thick soil formation after the spiritual farmers worked day and night.

He held a large pen, dipped it in spiritual ink, along the field ridge, and began to connect the entire spiritual field according to the patterns of the thick earth array in the sea of ​​consciousness.

 After a while, Bai Zixi finished rubbing it and nodded: "Wipe it clean!"

Senior Sister usually looks calm and rarely shows emotions.

Mo Hua was shocked.

 This was the first time he saw Bai Zixi smile like this. Bai Zisheng was slightly startled, then felt disappointed. I felt a little relieved, but also a little distressed.

"looks good?"

Bai Zisheng smiled and said intermittently:

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Is the left side of your face dirty too?"

Mo Hua looked at the vast spiritual field in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

 But there was still a full smile on the corner of her mouth.

Bai Zisheng, Bai Zixi, Miao'er and all the other spiritual farmers in Dongshan Village gathered around the field, watching the ink painting formations.

 But the paintings painted by his younger senior sister looked delicate and elegant, and the brushwork and ink were thick and smooth.

Therefore, in order to truly connect the formation patterns with spiritual ink on the spiritual field and make the thick earth formation effective, the biggest difficulty for ink painting is not spiritual consciousness, but physical and spiritual power.

Hundred hectares of spiritual fields are connected together to form a huge thick earth array.

All the spiritual rice in the fields seemed to be nourished by the breath of the earth, and they grew visibly stronger, and their color was as green as emerald.

Bai Zixi kept laughing all day long. As soon as she saw the ink paintings and thought of his cat-like painted face, she couldn't help but smile.

 Fortunately, Mo Hua had practiced beforehand.

As he walked by, a long, winding, clear ink mark with mysterious meaning was left on the field ridge.

 There was a trace of doubt in Bai Zixi's beautiful eyes.

Bai Zixi whispered: "I'm sorry..."

Mo Hua glanced at Bai Zixi secretly again, thinking as the saying goes, if the words are like the person, could it be that the formation is also like the person?

People are good-looking, so the formations are also good-looking?

 But he had no other choice.

 After that, I concentrated on the ink painting and began to draw thick earth formations in the spiritual field according to the plan.

 He wiped it a few times himself, looked at his palms, and said doubtfully:

 “It's not dirty…”

At the same time, a light flashed in the spiritual field.

  The size of the formation itself has an impact on the consumption of spiritual consciousness, but the impact is not very big.

"Dirty?" Mo Hua was slightly startled, "Is it stained with ink?"

 His sister, how long has it been since she smiled like this...

 At this time, the Sun family.

 A strong sense of vitality is coming.

Mo Hua is a little angry, with two raised eyebrows and a big painted face, more like an angry cat.

Fingers are cool and soft.

Bai Zixi felt that Mo Hua was hiding something from her, so her eyes flashed but she said nothing.

 He has also considered in advance any problems he may encounter and how to solve them.

 After speaking, she stretched out her little hand and wiped Mo Hua's cheek.

 The formations he drew by himself were so proficient that the layout was neat and the brushstrokes were calm.

It wasn't until I went back at night that Mo Hua realized something was wrong.

The head of the Sun family, who was reading the formation book, also faintly felt a strong sense of vitality. He suddenly stood up and looked at the spiritual field in the distance, his eyes full of shock.

 So the overall situation is pretty smooth.

“Dirty.” Bai Zixi said firmly.

Mo Hua said suspiciously: "Really?"

 After drawing the Yutu Formation, the next step is to outline the patterns of the Thick Earth Formation.

 The formation pen requires a large brush and consumes a lot of spiritual ink, but the amount of spiritual consciousness consumed is actually not much different from that of a small thick earth formation.

 “This is...formation?”

"impossible…"

 (End of this chapter)

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