Asking about longevity

Mo Hua calmed down and thought about it carefully.

The destruction of the great road may not be considered, at most it can be regarded as the prototype of the destruction of the great road.

After all, he is still just refining Qi, he can only draw first-level formations, and he can only calculate and generate the destructive power of first-level Qi refining.

But this is enough.

Mo Hua is already very satisfied with this power.

The Black Bear Bear, who was at the peak of the late First Grade, was disintegrated by the formation and died instantly. This was already beyond the destructive power of the ordinary Qi Refining Realm.

"In this case, the collapse of the complex formation...can it really kill the foundation-building monks?"

Mo Hua couldn't help but think.

Who can I try?

Judging from this power, even a monk in the early stage of foundation building may die just after trying...

Then we can only find some bad foundation building to try.

Mo Hua touched his chin and thought:

"How about sacrificing the third master?"

Anyway, he was most likely killed by Dao Tingwen. He was used to test the formation before his death, which was considered waste.

Even Daotingsi may not agree.

Beheading is a punishment according to the Taoist law. If you use it to test the formation, it is considered a lynching. It should be against the rules.

Mo Hua felt a little regretful.

I wish I had learned it earlier.

In this case, when attacking Black Mountain Stronghold, you can find a way to use it secretly to test the power of the formation disintegration against the foundation-building monks.

Now the only foundation left in Heishan Village is the ancestor of the Qian family.

But the ancestor of the Qian family was in the middle stage of foundation building and was very scheming.

Mo Hua wasn't very sure whether he could be killed by the disintegration of the formation. Even if he could be killed, he might not be able to outwit him.

Don't steal the chicken and lose the rice, but fall into the hands of the ancestor of the Qian family.

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and confirmed that the surroundings were safe and that Black Bear Zong was indeed dead, so he ran forward to see the details.

A small half of Black Bear's body was intact, not a single hair was injured.

The other half of the body disappeared directly and turned into black powder. This powder was pitch black and tasteless, without any breath of blood or spiritual power. It was like a useless, lifeless remains after death.

This is the formation master's understanding of the formation method and the use of the power of heaven.

"The formation master is really scary..."

Mo Hua murmured, then nodded:

"Fortunately, I am the formation master!"

Mo Hua felt a little happy.

Then he found a small grass among the black powder.

This small grass was specially left by Mo Hua, which is also the "shengmen" he left.

Mr. Zhuang told him that the Great Way revolves around life and death, the transformation of life and death, and the natural existence of existence and death.

The disintegrating power of the formation can destroy all things, but there is also a glimmer of vitality in the destruction. This glimmer of vitality is the "gate of life" left in the calculation of divine consciousness.

Mo Hua wanted to try the power of the disintegration of the complex formation, and also wanted to try to retain the vitality-rich living gate.

As for the position of this birth gate, the ink painting left it to this little grass.

In the slight mountain breeze, this weak grass swayed with the wind. Even if it was in the midst of the disintegration of the complex formation and surrounded by the terrifying power of destruction, it was still safe and sound.

This proves that the ink painting is correct.

Not only did he calculate the power of the formation's disintegration, he also calculated the consequences of the formation's disintegration.

Mo Hua couldn't help but feel happy.

From now on, as long as you practice more calculations, try more disintegration, and more deductions, your formation level will increase day by day.

Sooner or later, one day, your own formation skills will be so advanced that other formation masters will be intimidated.

Mo Hua was happy for a while, and then began to clean up the traces.

The traces of the disintegration of the formation must be erased, and the black bear bones must be skinned and deboned, and sold in exchange for spiritual stones. Although the fur is incomplete and most of the blood has been lost, many spiritual stones cannot be sold, but the mosquito legs are also meat and cannot be wasted. .

After cleaning up, Mo Hua summarized the use of the formation disintegration and felt it was a pity.

Although Formation Disintegration is powerful, it is actually not particularly easy to use.

Disintegration requires calculation in advance, and calculation requires a lot of spiritual consciousness and a lot of time.

Without sufficient preparation, it is impossible to use formation disintegration to fight the enemy.

Moreover, the current formation disintegrates and can only be used as a trap like the Earth Fire Formation.

This must also be arranged in advance and cannot be detected.

Used to deal with monsters, the destructive power is too great. After disintegration, most of the monster's body turns into black ash, and the rest cannot be sold for a price.

It's basically a loss-making transaction.

When used to deal with monks, the opponent should not be too smart or too wary of him. It is best not to know that he is an array master, so that he can be caught off guard.

Otherwise, the other party may not fall into the trap.

Also, after the complex formation disintegrates, the range of the Shengmen will be relatively small, probably only a foot or two of space, and people will not be able to survive.

The current student sect is still useless to me.

Mo Hua sighed.

Thinking about it this way, the conditions for using the formation disintegration are really harsh.

The calculations are complex, the preparation time is long, and the background is narrow. It is best for the opponent to be a fool. Even if he is not a fool, he cannot be too smart.

Sure enough, the more powerful the power, the more restrictions it has.

Mo Hua sighed with emotion.

But no matter how many restrictions there are, having strong power is still better than nothing.

You can't be too greedy.

Mo Hua nodded, packed everything, and was about to leave. When he turned around, he glanced at the grass again.

The surrounding earth, stone, vegetation and trees were disintegrated by the formation, leaving them desolate.

Only this little grass, weak but tough, swaying in the wind, seems to contain infinite vitality.

The ink painting is fascinating, and suddenly I have a clear understanding.

Mr. Zhuang is right. All things in the world and the laws of heaven are true. As expected, there is life and death, and death and life.

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After that, Mo Hua would go to Mr. Zhuang to ask questions every day.

Sometimes there are indeed doubts about the formation and you need to ask Mr. Zhuang for advice;

Sometimes his mother would make delicious food and he would bring it to Mr. Zhuang to try;

When he had nothing to do, he would chat with Mr. Zhuang, talk about the customs and customs of the immortal city, and ask about the customs and anecdotes of the monastic states.

Then when he has time, he will play chess with the puppet boss.

The two of them had a great time playing Five Elements Chess, a simple puzzle game that required no brainers.

Mo Hua cherishes this time.

Because he knew that maybe in half a year, maybe in a month, Mr. Zhuang would leave.

The world of cultivation is vast and the time of cultivation is long.

It has been many years and the road has been long, and it may be impossible to see each other again.

Whenever he thinks of this incident, Mo Hua's expression becomes lonely.

Mr. Zhuang gently touched his head and said, "Practice well and we will see you again one day."

Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Meeting is fate, getting together is fate, and parting is also fate.

After meeting, there is separation, and after separation, we can get together.

The careless Bai Zisheng also felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He asked Mo Hua: "Is Mr. Zhuang leaving?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua didn't hide anything from him.

Bai Zisheng's expression became complicated, while Bai Zixi's expression was as usual, but her eyes were dimmed.

"If sir leaves, do you also want to leave?"

Mo Hua asked.

Bai Zisheng seems arrogant, but he is chivalrous and kind to himself. Bai Zixi has helped him a lot and told him a lot of knowledge and insights about Taoism.

Even though everyone is just a registered disciple, they are still half of the same disciple, and Mo Hua still cherishes this friendship.

Bai Zisheng looked disappointed, "I guess..."

They visited Mr. Zhuang in the hope that Mr. Zhuang would accept them as his direct disciples. As long as Mr. Zhuang left, they had to leave no matter what.

Even if they wanted to stay here, Aunt Xue would not agree.

The atmosphere felt a little dull for a while.

Mo Hua then took out the wine, meat and cakes made by his mother and said: "Cultivation is a long time, and we will meet again if we are destined."

"Um."

Bai Zisheng nodded, but his expression was still gloomy, and the beef was tasteless when he ate it in his mouth.

Bai Zixi didn't say anything. She just tasted a few bites of the pastries and found them not so sweet anymore.

Because he often visits Mr. Zhuang, Mo Hua spends a lot of time with the Bai family siblings.

Aunt Xue no longer assigns so many homework, so Bai Zisheng will discuss Taoism with Mo Hua when he has nothing to do.

Bai Zisheng is at the ninth level of Qi refining. He has profound cultivation and superb martial arts. In the past, when he competed with Mo Hua, he always focused on his cultivation and simply competed in body or Tao techniques.

But now Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness has been established, and the Water Step, Stealth Technique and Fireball Technique based on spiritual consciousness are more powerful. He can now compete with Bai Zisheng head-on, without him giving in anymore.

The two of them competed with each other, back and forth.

When I'm tired from playing, I lie down under the big locust tree and rest.

Mo Hua lay on the soft grass, sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

His Taoism, relying on his powerful spiritual consciousness, is actually better than Bai Zi's.

But the bad thing is that his physical body and spiritual roots are too poor.

Often after a few rounds of entanglement, either the spiritual power is insufficient or the hands and feet are unable to use their strength, Bai Zisheng seizes the flaw and restrains him at close range.

Bai Zisheng also lay on the ground panting.

He thought that if he went all out, he could easily defeat Mo Hua.

The result was not as simple as he thought.

The passing steps of the ink painting are slippery, and there is no way to catch the flaw; the fireball technique is also extremely powerful, and the shots are fast and accurate, and cannot be underestimated at all.

Moreover, Mo Hua still has the concealment skill that he has not used yet. If he conceals himself and makes a sneak attack, it will be even more difficult to deal with him.

Bai Zisheng could only use "cheap tactics" to exhaust Mo Hua's spiritual energy. When he was exhausted, he could find a chance to subdue Mo Hua at close range.

Although he can win, he won't win with force.

It seems that he has to work harder and cannot be compared to Mo Hua, otherwise he will never be his big brother in this life!

Bai Zisheng ignited his fighting spirit.

The two of them lay under the tree to rest, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, letting their minds wander.

Mo Hua suddenly thought of the alchemy furnace again.

In the past few days, the Daoting Division and the Dao Bing Division searched Tongxian City and Heishan Village, and destroyed all the alchemy furnaces with different standards and unknown functions.

I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go, and fundamentally eliminate the possibility of the ancestor of the Qian family refining the evil pill.

Zhang Lan also said to Mo Hua:

"All the apparently suspicious alchemy furnaces have been destroyed. Even if the ancestor of the Qian family tries to refine it, there will be no alchemy furnace to refine it with."

"Furthermore, it takes hundreds of years to cultivate the Longevity and Huayuan Pill. The refining time is too long to make mistakes. Even the Demonic Sect that specializes in refining magic pills may not be able to refine it, let alone the ancestors of the Qian family. We may just Worrying about the sky is unfounded, maybe.”

Mo Hua felt that what Zhang Lan said made sense and felt somewhat relieved.

But there are still lingering doubts in my heart.

He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

Just like the heavy fog in Montenegro, it can be seen but cannot be touched, but it does exist.

Mo Hua was lost in thought when he suddenly found Bai Zixi looking at him silently.

Mo Hua turned around and looked, a pair of eyes as clear as water, and a pair of eyes with water-cut pupils looked into each other.

Both of them were slightly startled.

Snow-white locust flowers fell and danced between the two of them.

Time also seemed to have frozen.

The two looked at each other for an unknown amount of time before they both silently looked away.

For some reason, Mo Hua suddenly felt lost in his heart, and his memory couldn't help but surge up. The words Bai Zixi had said, and the crisp and gentle voice also appeared in his mind.

Some gave him instructions on formations, some told him secret techniques, and some praised his mother's delicious cakes...

While his thoughts were wandering, a sentence suddenly appeared in Mo Hua's mind:

"Evil arrays and demonic arrays generally use flesh and blood as the medium for the array, evil thoughts to draw the array patterns, and the inverse avenue as the center of the array..."

Mostly flesh and blood are used as the medium...

Using "flesh and blood" as the matchmaker...

Mo Hua was startled and stood up suddenly.

He knew why he always felt something was wrong.

He did forget one thing.

He forgot...the fat and big pig in the bloody alchemy room!

The evil formation uses flesh and blood as the medium...

That pig covered in bloodstains is the matchmaker of the evil formation.

The bloodstains on its body are not bloodstains, but the patterns of the evil formation.

The evil array is engraved on the alchemy furnace.

This means that the pig is the real alchemy furnace!

In its body, the refining pill that can help the ancestor of the Qian family break through the realm of cultivation...the Longevity Transformation Pill!