Asking about longevity

But is it really that simple?

Mo Hua ran to ask Mr. Zhuang again.

"Sir, don't you need to complete the calculation of the formation at once?"

"Need not."

"Is it okay to count a little a day?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "Okay."

Sure enough.

Mo Hua sighed. He had preconceived ideas before and fell into a misunderstanding. If he had known to ask Mr. Zhuang earlier, he would have figured out this problem earlier...

Mo Hua added: "In this case, it seems that disintegrating the formation is not that difficult..."

Mr. Zhuang's expression became subtle and he couldn't help but said:

"Just tell me what you said here. Don't say it when you go out, otherwise you will be beaten..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

Mr. Zhuang said helplessly: "The biggest difficulties in the collapse of the formation are one is the counter-spirit formation, and the other is the calculation of divine consciousness."

"The ten patterns of the first-grade counter-spirit formation are beyond the standard of ordinary formations. The same is true for the second-grade and above. There are only a handful of formation masters in the world who can learn this formation."

"Calculation with divine consciousness also requires a huge amount of spiritual consciousness as the basis. Ordinary formation masters have insufficient spiritual consciousness and are not even qualified to calculate. If calculation is forced, the sea of ​​consciousness will dry up in an instant."

"The calculation of divine consciousness does not need to be done in one thought. You can calculate it bit by bit, but even calculating it bit by bit requires consuming an extremely large amount of divine consciousness and a lot of time."

"Therefore, for an opponent, if you don't know the spirit-defying formation, you won't be able to disintegrate the formation from the beginning; even if you learn the spirit-defying formation, you may not have the spiritual consciousness to calculate it; even if you have the spiritual consciousness to calculate it, you don't have that much time. Calculate. If you can’t calculate, naturally you can’t disintegrate..."

"Is it so difficult?" Mo Hua was a little surprised, "I thought that the calculation of spiritual consciousness does not need to be done in one thought, and the disintegration of the formation is simple..."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and sighed, "You kid, you can't stand and talk anymore without back pain..."

Not everyone has such strong spiritual consciousness.

Mo Hua smiled sheepishly.

Then he asked in a low voice: "Sir, if we disintegrate and regroup, will there be any danger?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Mo Hua in surprise, "Have you ever disintegrated a formation?"

Mo Hua knew that he couldn't hide it from Mr. Zhuang, so he said truthfully: "A first-grade earth fire formation disintegrated."

Mr. Zhuang's eyelids twitched slightly.

He just guessed that Mo Hua would be learned quickly, but he didn't expect that Mo Hua would actually be learned so quickly.

He only briefly mentioned the method of disintegrating the formation, but Mo Hua actually learned it on his own.

For a moment, Mr. Zhuang hesitated, not knowing whether to continue teaching.

Divine consciousness calculated, and the formation collapsed.

This is already extremely over the top...

He never thought that he would teach these things to his disciples in this life, and that he would also be a registered disciple in the Qi refining period...

Mr. Zhuang hesitated, looking at the ink painting, not knowing what to think. After a moment, his eyes brightened slightly, as if he had made up his mind.

"Sir?" Mo Hua said softly.

Mr. Zhuang came back to his senses, thought for a moment and said:

"The method of disintegrating and resuming the formation is still the same. Just be careful and don't kill yourself."

"Don't kill yourself?" Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "Can you run farther away?"

"Either run away, or leave yourself a chance to survive." Mr. Zhuang said.

"What does Shengmen... mean?"

Mo Hua doesn't understand.

"Do you remember what I told you about the birth and death of the great road?"

Mo nodded.

"When the great road is born, it will be destroyed, and when there is destruction, there will be life. The disintegration of the formation is destruction, and the calculation of the gate of life is birth. The formation master can use the formation to kill the enemy, but if there is no gate left, he will be killed by his own formation. Damn it, you’re just a fool.”

Mo Hua definitely didn't want to be that fool, so he humbly asked for advice:

"How can I stay alive?"

"When calculating with your spiritual consciousness, you should carefully sense that the weakest spiritual power of the center of the array is the Shengmen. Do not draw the Rebellion Spirit Array near the Shengmen.

Mo Hua nodded and said, "If a single formation collapses, will there be a way to survive?"

"The spiritual power structure of a single formation is too weak, and the power of disintegration is too small. There is a life gate, but the range is also small, and it is not much different from none. If the formation above the complex formation collapses, then consider the life gate."

"Okay, sir!"

There were no other questions about Mo Hua, so he stopped disturbing his husband's rest and stood up to leave.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang sat in silence on a bamboo chair for a long time.

The old man appeared silently behind Mr. Zhuang and said calmly: "If you continue to teach me, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

Mr. Zhuang smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect him to learn so quickly."

"how much longer?"

Mr. Zhuang looked gloomy, "It should be... soon..."

"Why don't you wait until Mo Hua, the kid, learns how to disintegrate the complex formation?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "This is something beyond the basics. It's not what he should learn now. It doesn't matter whether he learns it or not."

"I was afraid that if I left, no one would teach him these things. I felt it was a pity, so I taught him them in advance. But I didn't expect that he would really learn whatever I taught him, and he would learn very well... …”

Mr. Zhuang's expression was a little complicated and emotional, and he added:

"But the disintegration of the complex formation is different. It requires a lot of spiritual consciousness. Ink painting should not be learned in a short period of time."

"Really?" Puppet Lao said numbly.

Mr. Zhuang nodded, but when the words reached his mouth, he stopped again.

Is it really impossible to learn?

Mr. Zhuang hesitated a little. Thinking of what Mo Hua had done so far, he suddenly felt a little unsure.

He, a named disciple, seems to be unable to judge by common sense...

After Mo Hua returned, he began to excitedly try to disintegrate the formation and calculate the birth gates.

The more difficult the formation, the more interesting it is.

What's more, the collapse of the complex formation can kill and injure the foundation-building monks!

However, after Mo Hua went back and tried it, he realized that calculating the complex formation did require too much spiritual consciousness.

Even if he can use the Dao Monument to trace back his spiritual consciousness after completing the calculation, it will still take a lot of time and cannot be completed overnight.

Mo Hua was a little regretful, but he soon calmed down.

If the power of the complex formation's disintegration is really that strong, it would be wise to spend more time and energy on it.

Mo Hua began to be patient and calculated the formation one by one.

A few days later, Mo Hua was sitting in the restaurant calculating formations when suddenly a tall monk with square eyebrows walked in.

Mo Hua's consciousness stirred, he looked up and said in surprise: "Commander Yang?"

Commander Yang showed a kind smile and said, "Mr. Xiao Mo, where are the formation formations?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, and then said, "Commander Yang, please take a seat."

Commander Yang sat next to the ink painting and pretended to be displeased:

"I told you there's no need to be so harsh, just call me Uncle Yang."

"Oh." Mo Hua then remembered and called "Uncle Yang" with a smile.

Commander Yang smiled and nodded.

Mo Hua asked: "Uncle Yang, what do you want from me?"

"I'm leaving now. I want to have a banquet to celebrate with you, so I came here to invite you."

Commander Yang stated his intention.

"Uncle Yang, you're too polite." Mo Hua said, but then he realized something was wrong, "Shouldn't we have a banquet and then invite you to the farewell party?"

How come you are hosting a banquet and inviting me...

Commander Yang waved his hand, "These are all trivial matters, don't worry about them."

Mo Hua was slightly startled and glanced at Commander Yang suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"It's a small matter, we'll talk about it when the time comes."

Commander Yang didn't want to say anything, so Mo Hua couldn't ask any more questions.

He remembered another thing and asked in a low voice: "Have the eldest master and the third master been caught?"

Black Mountain Stronghold was destroyed, and most of the evil cultivators were either killed or captured. Even if the remaining minor characters ran away, they would not be able to make any big waves.

But the big boss is different from the third boss.

One is the big boss of Heishan Village. He is the culprit who founded Heishan Village, gathered evil cultivators, occupied one side, and committed evil for hundreds of years.

The other is a genuine first-grade evil formation master, at the foundation-building level, who can draw evil formations, and I wonder if there are any unknown methods.

If these two people are not caught, Mo Hua will always feel a little uneasy.

Commander Yang looked gloomy and lowered his voice and said to Mo Hua:

"We searched the mountains for several days, and most of the other evil cultivators were caught. Nothing slipped through the net. Only the First Master and the Third Master could not find any trace."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed and he frowned, "They are deep in the mountains. Is there a place to hide?"

Commander Yang nodded and said: "I think so too, but the mountain is so big and there are second-grade monsters. We are not familiar with the terrain and don't dare to search too vigorously."

"Besides, both of them are building foundations. It's too easy to evade our search."

Commander Yang sighed, "There is a time limit for the dispatch of Dao soldiers. Now that the time limit is approaching, we cannot continue the search."

"For the rest, we can only leave it to Daotingsi and Elder Yu."

Mo Hua nodded, "I understand, thank you Uncle Yang!"

"Thank me for what?"

Mo Hua said gratefully: "In this annihilation of Black Mountain Stronghold, without the help of Uncle Yang's Taoist soldiers, the casual cultivators in Tongxian City would probably have suffered many casualties. Now that we can successfully defeat Black Mountain Stronghold, we naturally have to thank Uncle Yang."

"It's just your job, there's nothing to be thankful for!"

Commander Yang acted indifferently, but Mo Hua was grateful. He was still very happy in his heart and could not hide the pride on his eyebrows.

The two chatted for a few more words, and then Commander Yang stood up and left.

"Tomorrow at noon, we must remember to come to Lingshan Tower in Beicheng!"

Mo Hua nodded, "Definitely!"