Asking about longevity

After that, the ink painting was still about solid soil formation, which lasted for two months.

If you don't understand something about the formation, go and ask Yan Jiaoxi for advice. Yan Jiaoxi is a serious person and has strict requirements for others, but he always tells his disciples' questions in detail and sincerely.

Naturally, Yan Jiaoxi felt that it was too early to delve into these over-the-top formations before the foundation of Mo Hua was firmly established. However, whenever Mo Hua asked, he still took the trouble to explain to Mo Hua, which made Mo Hua very grateful.

Sometimes Mo Hua skipped class because he secretly drew formations to earn spiritual stones. Yan Jiaoxi would not pursue it too closely and just told Mo Hua:

"Monks can have expertise, but don't be too biased. You don't have to be familiar with some methods, but you must understand them. Otherwise, if you graduate and leave the sect in the future and venture into the monastic world, you will have blind spots in your monastic knowledge, and you will easily be deceived. "

Ink painting accepts teachings with an open mind and benefits a lot.

It's just that now he doesn't have the spiritual stones to learn the exercises, so he can only continue to skip classes and draw formations to save some spiritual stones.

A solid earth formation contains four formation patterns and can earn two spirit stones. Thanks to this, Mo Hua can accumulate spirit stones much faster.

One day two months later, Mo Hua went to the Fat Steward's office to deliver the order as usual. When he entered the door, he found a middle-aged man wearing a blue Taoist robe drinking tea in the usually deserted Youyuan Zhai.

The man's back was facing Mo Hua, and his back looked familiar. When he turned around, Mo Hua was confused.

The man wearing a blue robe is Yan Jiaoxi...

In Mo Hua, I suddenly felt like I was caught skipping class.

"Ink painting?"

Yan Jiaoxi also saw the ink paintings and was a little surprised.

The fat steward was sitting opposite Yan Jiaoxi and was pouring tea for him. Hearing this, he raised his head and said in surprise: "Do you know each other?"

Yan Jiaoxi said: "He is a disciple of my professor at Tongxian Sect."

Mo Hua bowed and said, "Disciple, I have seen you and taught me!"

Yan Jiaoxi nodded and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Before Mo Hua could speak, the fat steward explained: "He is running errands for his brother. His brother draws the formation for our formation pavilion. Once he has finished the drawing, let him deliver it."

Yan Jiaoxi nodded and stopped asking further questions.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, then handed the formation to the fat steward, took the spirit stone, and hurriedly said: "Disciple, please leave first and I won't disturb the teaching."

Yan Jiaoxi must have something to talk to the fat steward. Seeing Mo Hua being so sensible, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "Go back to the sect early and pay attention to safety on the road. ≋≋x≋.≋c≋o≋m≋"

Mo Hua respectfully said yes, bowed, and left the formation pavilion.

The fat steward looked at the back of the ink painting and said to Yan Jiaoxi:

"This kid is very polite and smart. You are lucky to have a good disciple."

Yan Jiaoxi said softly, "Hmm", and then asked: "You said his brother drew the formation for you?"

The fat steward took out the solid soil formation delivered with ink painting and handed it to Yan Jiaoxi to see, "The painting is not bad."

Yan Jiaoxi saw that it turned out to be a solid earth formation, and he was slightly startled and said: "Is this painted by his brother?"

"Otherwise?" said the fat steward, "could it be that he was the one who drew it? At his age, he cannot draw a complete formation even if his spiritual consciousness is exhausted."

Yan Jiaoxi nodded, remembering that Mo Hua had asked him for advice on the solid earth formation. It seemed that his brother had seen it when he was painting the solid earth formation. He had questions in his heart, so he came to ask himself for advice.

"It's a good thing to be curious about formations," Yan Jiaoxi thought to himself, "If you can maintain such a state of mind, you might really be able to achieve something in formations in the future."

Yan Jiaoxi thought so and stopped pursuing it. He looked at the remote and deserted business firm, then looked at the fat manager and said, "Do you just want to live like this for the rest of your life?"

The fat steward said: "You and I are practicing in the same sect, so you should know me. I am different from you. You are now a teacher of Tongxian Sect. You have good attainments in formations. You are only one step away from the first-level realm. If you step over, you are the real deal. You are a first-grade formation master. When the time comes, in this Tongxian City, if you need connections, connections, and status, there will naturally be no shortage of spiritual stones, and Tongxian Sect will definitely give you an elder position."

"As for me," the fat steward took a sip of tea, "I just have a muddle-headed temperament. I only dabble in formations, and I can't stand loneliness in practice. I'm satisfied if I can just go about my day. Don't look down on me, look at the streets. Those casual cultivators who are busy and exhausted, such leisurely days are also beyond their reach."

Yan Jiaoxi remained silent.

The fat steward looked at Yan Jiaoxi and sighed helplessly, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Yan Jiaoxi solemnly said: "Help me find the "Lingshu Formation Diagram"."

The fat steward pinched his eyebrows and said, "After all these years, you still haven't given up. According to me, you are not too young anymore. It's time to find a Taoist companion and live a good life."

"The life of an individual is a small matter, but the inheritance of formations is a big matter."

"So what if you find it? The master couldn't learn it, and the master didn't learn it, so you can learn it? The first-level formation with twelve formation patterns is so far away from the damn big spectrum! A first-level formation master only needs to know nine formations Formation pattern, you haven’t become a first-grade formation master yet, so what will happen if you get the Lingshu Formation Diagram? You may not be able to learn it when you are buried?"

Yan Jiaoxi remained silent.

The fat steward advised earnestly: "Senior brother, forget it. Besides, you can't find it at all. That man betrayed the sect and stole the formation. There has been no trace for so many years, and Daotingsi can't trace it. , you are an formation master, and you are not good at Taoism, so what can you do?"

Yan Jiaoxi was unmoved and said in a seductive voice: "Master has been as kind as a mountain to me. All my formations were passed down by Master. Now that Master is dead, the sect is broken up and the formations are lost. Every time I think about this, I I can't sleep or eat well. As long as I find the formation, pass it on, and fulfill Master's last wish, nothing else matters."

Yan Jiaoxi looked at the fat steward and said: "I know you like to be comfortable and won't let you do too much. As long as you know there are clues to the "Lingshu Array", just tell me, and you don't have to worry about other things. .”

"How do you know there are clues to the "Lingshu Array" in Tongxian City?" The fat steward frowned.

Yan Jiaoxi said nothing.

The fat steward waved his hand, "Well, it's not good for me to know too much. I'll agree to this, but I also kindly remind you that if you put so much thought into it, in the end you may still be getting water from a bamboo basket. You can’t even catch a shadow.”

The fat steward felt that trouble was coming, and couldn't help but said:

"Let me tell you, you'd better put some effort into finding a Taoist companion and have a child. Even if you can't find one, you can still continue to look for your child in the future. You won't be alone until you die. Don't worry about it now. Lao, hurry up and find a Taoist companion, just one, so that you don't have to..."

"The tea is cold, I'm leaving."

Yan Jiaoxi stood up and walked away, no longer paying attention to the nagging fat steward behind him.