Asking about longevity

Mo Hua returned to the room and practiced the counter-spirit formation for a while.

Sure enough, I feel that the growth of spiritual consciousness has slowed down and is not as fast as before.

"It looks like I need to find a more difficult formation to learn."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Then he practiced the formation for a while. When his consciousness was exhausted, Mo Hua rested for a while, thought about it, and opened the storage bag again.

He didn't know what he would encounter during the rest of his travels, so he wanted to take inventory of his belongings first.

The first is the spirit stone.

Mo Hua carries thousands of spiritual stones with him.

There are also thousands of spiritual stones, which are placed in the carriage and sealed with a formation. Mr. Zhuang looks after them for him.

These spiritual stones are used by ink paintings to build the foundation.

Some were earned by himself, some were saved by his parents, and some were given by Elder Yu.

At least it should be enough before foundation building.

In addition, there is a first-grade spiritual weapon, Qianjun Rod.

This Qianjun stick was refined by Master Chen in Mo Hua. The texture is stronger. He also reinforced it with a layer of Qianjun complex formation, making it even easier to use for beating sap.

There is also a pill jade hanging around Mo Hua's neck.

This was given to him by Mr. Feng. It has a touch of warmth and can refresh and calm the mind.

Although Mr. Feng said, "The theory of merit is illusory."

But this elixir jade seems to really carry the merits of Mr. Feng in treating diseases and saving people, and it has always exuded a warm luster.

Every time I look at the ink paintings, I feel that they contain a lot of kindness.

In addition to Danyu, Mo Hua also had a demon hunting order hanging on his neck.

This demon hunting order was given to him by Elder Yu. Every demon hunter will have one.

But Mo Hua discovered that his one seemed a little different.

For other monster hunters, after killing a monster, there will be a thin red blood mark on the monster hunting order.

And Mo Hua disintegrated in a large formation, and after killing Feng Xi, a bloodstain appeared on his demon hunting order.

But this bloodstain was half a finger thick and light golden.

Mo Hua went to ask Elder Yu, but Elder Yu also looked puzzled and said that he had never seen it before, even in the demon hunter's documents, there was no record of it.

Pale golden bloodstains...

If you don’t understand the ink painting, just ignore it.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether the blood stains on the demon hunting order are red or gold, and it's of no benefit at the moment. We'll figure it out later when we have time.

Daotingsi's bronze waist badge and ink painting are also in the storage bag.

According to Chief Zhou, he applied to the superiors and allocated a lot of meritorious deeds to this waist card.

Feng Xi was killed in Tongxian Town, and the local Tao Ting Si made great contributions.

In his later years in office, Chief Zhou achieved a great achievement that he had not expected, and he was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

This credit is also thanks to the ink painting.

Mo Hua's status was a little special. He was a thirteen-year-old first-grade master, but no one believed him even if he reported it. Chief Zhou didn't tell Daoting Si clearly, but secretly gave Mo Hua some extra benefits.

These benefits are the achievements in the bronze waist medal.

If Mo Hua goes out in the future, if necessary, he can use the achievements in the merit book to exchange for some spiritual stones or spiritual objects to prepare for emergencies.

As for the specific number of these achievements and how many things can be exchanged, he has not exchanged them yet. He doesn't know yet, but he thinks it will be no less.

Mo Hua patted the waist badge and felt much more at ease.

In addition, the most important thing is the ring of a first-grade formation master.

White jade inlaid with gold, simple and luxurious.

This ring, called Tianshu Ring, is refined by Daoting Tianshu Pavilion and distributed to formation masters who pass the final test.

The body of the ring is engraved with nine star patterns, and each star pattern has three star marks, symbolizing the ninth level of the formation, each level three.

The Tianshu ring drawn in ink now only has one star shining on it, which means that he has been recognized by Tianshu Pavilion as a first-class formation master.

The Tianshu ring is not only a certificate of identity as a formation master, but also a small Najie.

Just like a storage bag, you can store things, but the space is smaller and you can only store some confidential and valuable things.

Mo Hua put the jade slips of Tianyan Jue and some rare formation diagrams into the Tianshu Ring, tied a rope around it, and hung it around his neck as well.

He originally wanted to wear it on his hand, but his hands were too small, and the Tianshu Ring could only fit on his thumb, like a ring.

The ink painting was always afraid that it would fall off, so I had to string it up with a rope and hang it around my neck.

Now he has three things hanging around his neck. Fortunately, they are not heavy and not tiring.

After counting the things, Mo Hua meditated, and then started to draw the formation again.

Dinner was eaten at the inn. Everyone simply ordered a few dishes, which were neither delicious nor unpalatable. They were not as good as those made by Mo Hua himself.

After dinner, everyone rested for a night at the inn and set off again the next day.

Before setting off, Mo Hua hugged Dabai's neck affectionately, patted his back and said:

"I'll have to work hard on you again."

Dabai hummed a few times and rubbed Mo Hua's little face with his head.

Mo Hua smiled happily.

The morning glow splashes into the sky and onto the road.

Several people set out on their journey, leaving the city gate and onto the road.

After walking on the main road for a while, we passed a mountain road, surrounded by two mountains and covered with mountains. There were only a few people on the road, and the only sound was the sound of horse hooves.

After walking like this for more than half a day, we came across a small town.

Mo Hua looked up and saw the town's plaque in the distance:

Qianjia Town.

As far as the eye can see, the scene of the town can be seen.

There are many people in Qianjia Town, but they are obviously casual cultivators, and their clothes are all stained with mud.

In the distance of the town, there is a large connected spiritual field.

There are many monks hunched over, working in the spiritual field.

Mo Hua heard from his father Mo Shan that there is a category of "spiritual planters" in monasticism, who make a living by cultivating various monastic crops or growing herbs.

Among them, those who farm are generally called "spiritual farmers".

These monks cultivating the spiritual fields should be the "spiritual farmers" his father Mo Shan mentioned.

The old man stopped the carriage.

Mr. Zhuang opened the curtains, glanced at the town, nodded and said:

"We're going to stay here for a while."

The three Mo Hua looked at each other, wondering why they were staying here.

Mo Hua remembered what Mr. Zhuang had said to him, his eyes brightened slightly, and he asked:

"Master, is there a Jue Formation in this town?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.

Mo Hua looked at the town again.

The houses are low and the bricks and stones are dilapidated. Many places have become somewhat dilapidated over the years. It is obvious that most of the monks are not living a good life.

There is an obviously magnificent mansion in the town, which should be the residence of the richest family in the area.

This is similar to the small town Mo Hua saw along the way.

If there is poverty, there will be wealth, and if there is wealth, there will naturally be poverty.

The houses in the town are all painted with formations, but most of them are very simple, with only a few formation patterns.

Even in that seemingly most affluent mansion, the formation used was something that Mo Hua could see through at a glance.

How could there be a desperate battle in such a small town?

Mo Hua couldn't understand, so he asked Mr. Zhuang:

"Master, how do you know that there is a Jue Zhen here?"

Mr. Zhuang said enigmatically: "You can see it."

Mo Hua searched for the root cause again and asked:

"How did you get it?"

He was very curious.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at the ink painting and said gently: "Take a guess."

Mo Hua frowned.

Mr. Zhuang asked himself to guess instead of being blinded, which means that he also knows this method.

Mo Hua took another look at the town from a distance.

There are no obvious formation patterns, which means that Mr. Zhuang did not see the specific formation.

And it was a temporary stop while passing through this place.

This shows that Mr. Zhuang did not know that there was a critical formation here beforehand.

I saw something and made a temporary decision to stay here.

What did you see?

In other words, what did you sense?

When the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting is released, the sky and the earth turn into white, and then the spiritual power of various colors appears one by one.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness sensed it for a while, then his eyes suddenly brightened and he tentatively said:

"Is it calculated by divine consciousness?"

Since the formation pattern cannot be seen, it is through the spiritual power of the formation that the formation pattern is deduced, thereby judging the strength of the spiritual consciousness of the formation pattern, and then concluding that there is a lost absolute formation here.

Mo Hua could faintly sense the spiritual power of some formations, which were far away. These spiritual powers were so vague that Mo Hua could not calculate them and could only guess based on intuition.

Mr. Zhuang nodded happily, "Not bad."

Then Mr. Zhuang patiently explained:

"The Jue Formation is different from ordinary formations. It is a more subtle, more essential, and higher-end application of spiritual power."

"The counter-spiritual formation is for reversing spiritual power, the great formation is for accumulating spiritual power, and other absolute formations also have some unusual features."

"The world is changing, the sea is vicissitudes of life, the appearance of things is diverse, and they are changing again and again."

"Some desperate formations are therefore buried underground, or covered in dust at historical sites, or painted in the corner of an unknown town, operating silently and unknown to anyone..."

"You can't find any trace of the formation just by looking at it with your eyes."

"The eyes can deceive, but the consciousness cannot. Appearances can deceive, but the underlying spiritual power cannot."

"So we must use our spiritual consciousness to perform calculations in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, understand the formations, and recognize the operation of spiritual power to judge whether there is a lost formation hidden here..."

Mo Hua suddenly became enlightened and nodded repeatedly.

Divine perception, spiritual calculation, deduction of formation patterns, search for the ultimate formation...

Mr. Jingzhuang's ink painting suddenly became clear.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other in confusion.

They had no idea what Mo Hua and Mr. Zhuang were talking about...