Asking About Longevity Chapter 574

Chapter 574: Tricky Robe

But the problem is that I can't draw fast enough...

 Divinity controls ink. The consumption of spiritual consciousness is high. It draws the ground into a formation. It is difficult to draw the formation, so it is difficult to draw quickly.

The ink painting is a bit regretful.

 At present, it seems that I can only prepare in advance, and ambush and attack with mental calculation but not care. I cannot use it like a "spell" before the battle.

 Unless the opponent is stupid.

 Another problem is that it is too expensive...

 The second-grade formation requires at least seventy or eighty spiritual stones to activate the formation eye.

Like the Earth Fire Formation, a second-grade and thirteen-line formation, an initial top-level formation, requires at least a hundred spiritual stones.

 This is not a small amount of money.

Every time an Earth Fire Formation is exploded, it means that hundreds of spiritual stones are burned...

To the disciples of the aristocratic sect, these spiritual stones may be nothing.

  But for ink painting, it seems very "luxury".

 In addition to spiritual stones, there are also spiritual inks.

 The second-grade earth fire array requires the consumption of second-grade spiritual ink.

  Converted into spiritual stones, it is also very expensive.

 Ink painting Nowadays, when I draw the fire formation on the ground, I use cheap and low-quality spiritual ink prepared by myself.

If better quality spiritual ink is used, the power of the Earth Fire Formation should be stronger, but at the same time, the cost will be higher...

Monks are indispensable for cultivating the Taoism and having a "dharma and wealth couple".

Mo Hua sighed.

 “Forget it, just take one step at a time…”

 Let's find ways to earn spiritual stones later.

 The most urgent task is to apply what you have learned about the second-grade earth fire formation.

 The power of the second-grade earth fire formation was far beyond Mo Hua's expectations, which made Mo Hua very happy.

 Similarly, his subsequent plans will go more smoothly.

"Use the second-grade earth fire array to trap and kill the second-grade monsters in Dahei Mountain, then draw the demon blood, mix the spiritual ink, and then use the spiritual ink to set up the second-grade earth fire array, kill the second-grade monsters, draw blood again, and then mix ink…"

 In this way, a virtuous cycle is formed.

 Lingmo is produced, used, and produced again. The more spiritual ink is accumulated, the more it is accumulated.

 Practice, use, and practice the formations. The more you use the formations, the more familiar they become.

 The only price is the hundred spirit stones that drive the formation eye.

 Exploding an earth fire formation will burn nearly a hundred spiritual stones.

The ink painting feels a little painful.

However, there is always a price to pay for practicing Taoism.

These costs are nothing compared to the proficiency of spiritual ink and formation.

 In the days that followed, Mo Hua began to use the earth fire formation to hunt monsters just like when he first entered Daheishan.

Mo Hua thought for a while and didn't call Elder Yu and the others.

 Hunting second-grade monsters is still very dangerous.

Even if Elder Yu is building a foundation, he can easily make mistakes when facing a second-level monster.

 The big tiger is different.

It is a second-grade monster, or a tiger. Its flesh and blood are very strong, and it can resist and fight.

 Mo Hua first used his powerful spiritual consciousness to sweep the mountain to discover the second-grade monsters, then observed the monsters' habits and selected a suitable location for ambush on the path the monsters must pass.

 After that, he used his spiritual consciousness to control the ink and drew a second-grade earth fire array on the ground.

Then Mo Hua and the big tiger found a place to lie down in a hidden place, sticking out their heads, one big and one small, staring at the traps on the ground and watching the movements around them.

Outside the earth fire formation, Mo Hua also set up a second-grade thorn formation.

Once a second-level monster enters, it will be entangled in the thorn array, and after a few breaths, it will be swallowed up by the earth fire array.

 The second-grade earth fire array is very powerful.

Once triggered, there will be a crackling sound and flames.

 In the earth fire formation, the spiritual power of the flames surged, surging like waves, and bright red like magma.

 The big tiger was still a little frightened when he saw this, but after seeing it more often, it gradually got used to it.

 After the Earth Fire Array explodes, the second-grade monsters in the array will usually be injured.

The body of a monster is much stronger than that of a monk, so even if it is engulfed by a second-grade earth fire formation, it will usually not be killed directly, but will only cause minor or major injuries.

These injuries vary depending on the type of monster.

If it is good at defense, such as earth type, or metal type monster, it will usually be a slight injury, close to a medium injury.

 Defense against ordinary monsters, usually slander.

 Only those with weak bodies will be seriously injured.

 It is already very powerful to cause this kind of damage to a second-grade monster.

 After that, the big tiger comes out.

The monsters are fighting. One is ambushed and injured, while the other is waiting for work and is full of blood. There is no suspense in the fight.

Not to mention that there is Mo Hua, who uses fireball to consume and last damage on one side.

 One person and one tiger, working together in perfect harmony.

 Basically, the battle will come to an end in less than half an hour.

 Then the ink painting is about bleeding and the big tiger eats the meat.

 After that, rest and prepare for a few days, and then try the same trick again.

No matter how strong the second-grade monsters are, they cannot withstand the combination of monks and monsters, formations and spells, traps and ambush.

 Ink painting spirit ink, bottle after bottle, more and more accumulated...

 The big tiger eats the inner elixirs one after another, the more he eats, the more he eats...

 The Earth Fire Formation drawn in ink is becoming more and more proficient, and the strength of the big tiger is also obviously increasing.

 But the spirit stones painted in ink are also being consumed rapidly.

 Ink painting is a bit worrying.

 “I need to find a way to earn some spiritual stones…”

The spiritual ink I prepared is a bit rough, so it's fine for my own use, but if I sell it, it probably won't fetch much.

Moreover, Tongxian City, no, maybe not only Tongxian City, but also the entire second-level Daheishan state boundary, may not have a second-level formation master.

 It is estimated that no one will buy it.

Furthermore, I use ink like running water. There are many spiritual inks now, but they may not be able to withstand my own use...

 draw formations for others and earn spiritual stones...

 I am very busy now and don't have the time.

 Unless he had to, he didn't really want to ask his parents for spiritual stones.

 He also wants his parents to keep more spiritual stones so that they can successfully build the foundation in the future...

Mo Hua frowned in thought, and suddenly he was stunned and looked at the scattered monster skeletons in the big tiger cave...

 The big tiger swallowed the inner elixir and ate the demon meat, but the bones of these second-level demon beasts were still left.

 Not just bones, but also some claws and fur.

Mo Hua pointed at these monster materials and asked Big Tiger: "Do you still want them?"

The big tiger was full and lay lazily on the ground with his round belly upturned, very comfortable.

Hearing Mo Hua speak, the big tiger raised his head, glanced at Mo Hua, and then at the remaining bones. He stood up, picked up a big bone, and put it into Mo Hua's arms.

 It probably means: "I don't want it anymore, I'll give it all to you."

Mo Hua was overjoyed, and then he took out several storage bags and put some scraps, bones, claws and other second-grade monster materials into them.

 But he still left a few big bones for the tiger to grind its teeth.

 After the ink painting, I packed up big and small bags and went home with the storage bag on my shoulder.

At this time in Daheishan, the demon hunters were somewhat uneasy.

Not only the demon hunters, but also the merchants and traveling monks were all worried.

 In recent days, there have been frequent movements in the deep mountains.

From time to time, there are shocking explosions and powerful, scorching spiritual energy fluctuations.

 The roar of the second-grade monster shook the forest.

Occasionally, there will still be surging demonic power and surging blood energy, which will surge and swell, and it will take a long time for it to subside...

  It's like a second-grade monster, fighting to the death.

 And, more than once…

 In Tongxian City, Elder Yu's expression was a little solemn.

Yu Chengyi, Yu Chengyong, Mo Shan and others also frowned.

“Second-grade monsters, fighting to the death?”

 “The demonic power is surging, so scary...”

 “Could it be that there is a strange treasure appearing in the world?”

“What treasures can there be in the barren mountains and rivers of Daheishan?”

　　…“Why did this sudden change happen?”

 “Everything was fine before…”

Yu Chengyi thought deeply: "It's not just monsters, but also extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations. Could it be that... other foundation-building experts came to Daheishan to hunt down second-grade monsters?"

"To hunt down second-grade monsters, you still need seven or eight foundations..."

Elder Yu shook his head and said: "With so many foundations and such a large battle, it's impossible for us not to know..."

Mo Shan also nodded and said: "Yes, and Tongxian City is the closest, and there is no external foundation building..."

 “Foreign foundation building…”

Yu Chengyong thought for a while, "If I insist on saying something, there is one thing..."

Mo Shan was slightly startled, frowned and said, "Who?"

Everyone was startled and remembered, looking at Mo Shan silently:

"Your son…"

Mo Shan looked astonished.

 Oh yes, the painting has established its foundation...

He was originally happy about this matter for a long time.

But because although Mo Hua had established a foundation, he still looked the same as before, like a child, eating delicious food and learning formations every day, so he subconsciously ignored this matter...

Forgot that his son was already a "foundation-building" monk.

And the ink painting was indeed done recently, just came back from outside...

“What are you doing in Mo Hua recently?” Elder Yu asked thoughtfully.

Mo Shan shook his head.

 He really doesn't know this yet.

He only hopes that Mo Hua can do what he wants to do, whether it is cultivation or drawing formations. As long as it does not go against the right path and Mo Hua likes it, he will not interfere.

As long as he can be safe and happy, that's fine.

 And Mo Hua is a first-grade formation master...

He doesn't understand the formation at all. Even if he asked, he would still be confused.

What's more, he is about to build a foundation and is busy with hunting monsters. He is usually very busy.

Elder Yu thought for a while, and although he thought it was impossible, he still tried to ask:

 “Then Mo Hua...have you ever gone to the mountains these days?”

Mo Shan thought about it for a moment and nodded, "I go there occasionally and brought a bunch of dried fish with me, saying I wanted to feed the cats..."

 “Feed the cat…”

 Everyone was in a daze.

 What kind of cat should I feed?

  What kind of cats can be fed in the mountains?

The atmosphere is a bit subtle. "The movement in the deep mountains cannot be caused by this kid Mo Hua..." someone said weakly.

Mo Shan laughed, "How is it possible..." Then he was stunned and the smile disappeared.

 Other demon hunters also fell silent.

 It seems impossible…

 But when it comes to Mo Hua, it seems that there is nothing impossible...

 After all, the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain were bombed once by Mo Hua with a large formation, and the entire mountain changed...

 But the matter was not conclusive. Elder Yu only asked Mo Shan to go back and ask about Mo Hua, and everyone dispersed.

Mo Shan went home full of doubts, and Liu Ruhua was cooking.

Mo Hua followed his mother, saying, "Mom, I want to eat this...", "The beef is delicious...", "This one needs to be spicier..."

Then like a greedy little cat, take a bite of this and a taste of that.

 It is impossible to tell that he is already a foundation-building monk...

Mo Shan's eyes showed concern, but he was a little helpless and didn't know how to speak.

 During dinner, there was a table full of dishes.

Mo Hua had a great time eating.

Suddenly he remembered something, took out a storage bag, and asked: "Dad, do you think this can be sold as a spiritual stone?"

Mo Shan was startled and thought it was a formation. He was about to say that he couldn't understand it, but when he took it and took a look, he realized that it was a monster material.

He is very familiar with monster materials.

Mo Shan reached out and took out a few demon bones. He looked at them for a few times and frowned.

"never seen it…"

 There is actually material about monsters and beasts that I have never seen before in the Daheishan Mountains?

Mo Shan looked at it for a moment, and suddenly he was stunned, his mouth wide open, with a look of disbelief on his face.

“Is this the bone of a second-grade monster?”

“Yeah.” Mo Hua gnawed on the chicken leg and nodded: “Dad, you have really good eyesight!”

Moshan didn't know what to say.

 Is this a question of good eyesight?…

Mo Shan thought of the strange movement in the mountains and asked:

　　　　䱱...How did this come about?”

Mo Hua thought about it for a while and didn't hide anything, "I use spiritual ink to draw the formation, so I use dried fish. I bribed a big tiger, and then we joined forces to kill the second-grade monster. It eats the meat, and I bleed..."

 “These bones and teeth are all leftovers eaten by big tigers...”

“I thought I could sell the spiritual stone, so I took it back…”

Moshan listened to it as if he were listening to the Book of Heaven.

 Dried fish to bribe tigers?

 Hunting second-grade monsters?

This is like a story made up by a child, who can believe it...

 KeMoshan has to believe it...

Mo Shan was silent for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "How many second-grade monsters have you killed?"

Mo Hua was afraid that his parents would be worried, so he said: "I didn't kill him, it was the big tiger. I just helped a little bit..."

 “I didn't count how many I killed…”

 “It seems that eighty-nine years ago just had…”

 “There are still a lot of bones, I put them in the yard...”

 Mo Shan and Liu Rushing looked at each other, speechless for a moment...

 A second-grade monster...

 The former second-grade monsters were rampant in Daheishan.

 Perhaps not a single one will die in a hundred or two hundred years...

After Mo Hua came back, eighty-nine died in just one or two months...

Mo Shan couldn't help but sigh, looking at the ink paintings with a little helplessness.

 Forget it, you might as well go to Qianzhou to study...

He is only fifteen years old. If he grows older and learns formations better, Tongxian City, the entire Daheishan Mountains, and even the entire Daheishan State Border may not be able to withstand his torture...

 After that, Mo Shan helped Mo Hua sell the materials of these second-grade monsters.

The fur was scratched by the big tiger, the bones were gnawed, and the claws and claws were all mutilated after fighting, so they were all considered "defective products."

 But after all, it is the material of a second-grade monster, so the price is pretty good.

 At the border of Daheishan Prefecture, there are no second-level formation masters.

But there are still a few second-grade weapon refiners.

 These materials can be used to refine second-grade spiritual weapons.

Mo Shan has made an estimate and sold them all. There are about five or six thousand spirit stones, but they have to be sold in batches. Other merchants or passing merchants cannot eat so much in one go.

 The ink painting is also a great joy.

 In this way, the problem of the second-grade earth fire formation spirit stone is also solved.

 Learn formations, draw formations, use formations...

Not only will he not lose money, he will also earn some spiritual stones and hoard a large amount of spiritual ink.

 But Mo Hua was not happy for a few days before he realized that something was wrong again...

 The number of second-grade monsters in the deep mountains suddenly decreased a lot. They all seemed to be hiding and did not dare to show their faces again...

 The former second-grade monster walked in the deep mountains, swaggering and fearless.

 But now, when they see the big tiger and the ink painting, it's like seeing a ghost, and they ran away long ago...

 Walking carefully, for fear of stepping on the ground fire formation.

 When hunting, we also pay attention to quick action.

 When I was seven to eight percent full, I immediately went back to my nest and hid it deep, for fear of being discovered by Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness...

Mo Hua was helpless and a little angry.

“A dignified second-grade monster with no backbone at all!”

But now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice but to put away the prepared spiritual ink and use it sparingly.

 It is also a good thing that the second-grade monsters are timid.

 At least from now on, it will be much safer for monster hunters to go into the mountains to hunt monsters.

Elder Yu knew that Mo Hua was hunting second-grade monsters in the mountains. He was shocked, but after thinking about it, he was not so shocked.

 Hunting the second-grade monster beast...

I never dared to think about such a thing before.

 But in the past four or five years, things he had not dared to think about before have all come true...

Elder Yu felt a little disappointed, but then his eyes became firm again.

“There is no end to cultivation. I am not old yet, so I have to continue practicing. Although the golden elixir is far away, there is nothing I dare not think about..."

 The mountains are quiet.

 The demon hunters in Daheishan also returned to their usual days.

Mo Hua squatted in the mountains for several days, but did not see the shadow of the second-grade monster, so he had to give up temporarily and continue to study the earth fire formation...

He is about to leave Tongxian City. The speed at which his consciousness is setting up the formation is not fast enough...

 He wanted to draw faster.

 “But how can I draw faster?”

 Ink painting has done its best.

His fourteen lines of spiritual consciousness are already extremely deep, and they have been reconstructed by the Tianyan Jue and become as condensed as mercury. The control of his divine consciousness is already very strong.

He has learned the Spiritual Pivot Formation, and the control of spiritual power by his spiritual consciousness is also meticulous.

 Tianji Calculation to deepen your understanding of battle formations.

 At his level, it is impossible for anyone to draw faster than him...

 But it's still not enough…

Grandpa Puppet once said, "The magic in the world can only be broken if it is quick."

The same is true for the formation of divine consciousness.

Mo Hua frowned with delicate brows and looked thoughtful.

 He used all the methods that should be used, except...

 “Heavenly secrets and tricks…”

 Mo Hua has never seen his master draw formations. So far, the person who has seen the fastest formation is his uncle, also known as Guidao.

 The formations of the deceitful people are based on "the secrets of heaven".

If I learn it, will I be able to use my spiritual consciousness to control ink faster and set up earthly fire formations?

Mo Hua always feels that his understanding of the secrets of heaven is not deep enough.

The secrets and calculations he currently masters are still far, far away from those of his uncle...

 “Uncle Xue Shi?”

 The ink painting is slightly moving.

In his sea of ​​​​consciousness, the scene of the deceitful Taoists sealing the Ten Thousand Demons Palace with the "Deceitful Dao Sealing Formation" and killing all the Yu Hua and Jindan demon cultivators emerged again.

There are also scenes where tricksters use "divine calculations" to decipher the mysterious formation in a short period of time, which also reappears over and over again.

 “Heavenly secrets and tricks…”

Historical calculations and the differentiation of demonic thoughts can quickly resolve the formation.

  Of course, you can also quickly set up a deceptive path to seal the sky...

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, but had no idea, and suddenly an idea came to him.

 The secrets of heaven and the evil spirits in the heart of the Tao, one inside and one outside.

If you don't understand the secrets and calculations of heaven yourself well enough, then you can refer to “Sowing Demons in the Heart of the Dao” and think about the principles of secrets and calculations?

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 by Dao Xin…"

The method of planting demons in the Tao heart based on the scheming of heaven and earth means transforming the body into a demon, dividing one's own demonic thoughts to form demon seeds, and planting them in other people's Tao hearts.

I am a serious monk, so I cannot "seed demons in my mind" and divide demonic thoughts...

So, is it possible to separate one's own divine thoughts instead of dividing one's demonic thoughts?

 The method should be the same.

 If you are not possessed by demons, you will naturally not be regarded as a "devil in the heart of the Tao"...

 “Divide the divine thoughts…”

"Try it…"

Mo Hua began to close his eyes and follow the tricks of the trickster, using the method of divine calculation and the logic of trickery to differentiate part of his spiritual thoughts.

This kind of differentiation is based on trickery, complex and mysterious.

 Ink painting can only "draw the gourd and draw the scoop", recalling over and over again the scene of the master's formation and dissolution.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly realized something about my ink painting.

 The mysterious path suddenly opened, and his spiritual thoughts began to differentiate...

 In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, on the incarnation of the ink painting, there are suddenly many dark lines.

These lines are like the spiritual thoughts peeled off from the ink painting itself, or they are like the spiritual thoughts of the ink painting, based on certain laws of the great road, extending outward.

The mysterious differentiation of spiritual thoughts…

 Similar to the original reconstruction of spiritual consciousness, but different.

This kind of differentiation is more like re-compiling and "evolving" one's own spiritual consciousness through scheming calculations.

 Ink painting feels both painful and wonderful.

 In a blur, he seemed to feel that his spiritual thoughts were in line with the deception step by step...

I don't know how long it took for this kind of divergence of ideas to end.

Mo Hua opened his eyes and found that his body was hazy and divided into a layer of strange ink shadows. Every move would produce a double shadow.

This layer of ink shadow, draped on the body, is like a virtual shadow.

 It's like another thing…

 Pure, pitch black, ink robe!

 (End of this chapter)

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