Asking about longevity

One product and twelve patterns!

Mo Hua was surprised. He never expected that Yan Jiaoxi's sect would actually have a twelve-level formation inheritance.

The counter-spirit formation that Mr. Zhuang taught him was only at the first level and tenth level.

As for the five-element demon-slaying formation, although Mr. Zhuang did not explain it clearly, he guessed based on Mo Hua that the spiritual consciousness required for the pivot of this formation would not exceed eleven lines.

Now from Guanshi Mo's mouth, he actually heard the formation of the first and twelve lines, and it seemed that it was a single formation.

"Lingshu Formation..."

Mo Hua silently remembered the name and said curiously:

"Is there anything special about this formation? It requires such strong spiritual consciousness as the Twelve Marks..."

Manager Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No one has learned it, so naturally no one knows it."

Mo Hua nodded, and then thought to himself:

"The Spiritual Pivot Formation doesn't sound like the Five Elements Formation. If there is the word 'spirit', it is related to spiritual power. It should be something like the 'Spirit Gathering Formation' or the 'Reverse Spirit Formation', where spiritual power gathers and disperses." Or the flowing formation..."

"There is also the word 'pivot' in the name of the formation, which either refers to the use of spiritual power as the pivot, or it refers to the special nature of the 'formation pivot'."

"The formation hub of a single formation is generally simple in structure, but this single formation actually requires the consciousness of the twelve lines. Is it because the formation hub has a complicated structure and is different?"

…

Mo Hua muttered and pondered for a long time.

Manager Mo was dumbfounded.

He didn't say anything, just the name of the formation, and Mo Hua was able to come up with so many ways...

And he didn't understand it at all.

Mo Guanshi was secretly frightened.

The art of formation is indeed profound and profound, and the level of formation in ink painting is indeed unpredictable. No wonder even Master Luo admires ink painting...

Mo Hua thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't make a conclusion.

You really can't tell much from just one formation name.

He asked again: "Mo Guanshi, do you know the whereabouts of Yan Jiaoxi?"

Mo Guanshi came back to his senses, thought for a moment, took out a piece of paper from the storage bag, and handed it to Mo Hua. There was only one line written on the paper:

"The border of Xiaohuang State, Nanyue City."

"I asked someone to inquire about this. An old friend of the sect met the traitor who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors in a fairy city called Nanyue, east of Lizhou, on the border of Xiaohuangzhou.

"I told Senior Brother Yan about this matter. If my prediction is correct, he should have gone to Nanyue City."

Mo Hua nodded and put the note away.

Manager Mo thought about it for a moment and then asked:

"Mo Hua, I have a heartfelt request... If you meet Senior Brother Yan on your way there, I hope you can help him."

Mo Hua said seriously: "Don't worry, manager, I will definitely help Yan Jiaoxi catch the traitor."

"No..." Manager Mo shook his head.

Mo Hua was startled, "What not?"

"I'm not asking you to help him arrest people. I'm asking you to help me persuade him to find a Taoist companion and start a family..." Manager Mo said helplessly.

Mo Hua was a little confused.

Manager Mo sighed: "Senior Brother Yan is actually very talented..."

"Of course I can't compare to you..." Manager Mo glanced at Mo Hua, and then continued:

"If he studies the formation with all his heart, he will have no problem becoming a first-grade formation master and an outer sect elder, not to mention how great his achievements will be."

"A first-grade formation master is considered a remarkable figure in ordinary states..."

Manager Mo's tone was a bit envious.

Mo Hua also nodded. He first learned formations and his dream was to become a first-grade formation master.

Manager Mo then sighed and said, "But Senior Brother Yan has been depressed and unable to calm down over the years, so he has never been able to cross that threshold."

"He entered the profession early and has a deep friendship with the master, so he cannot accept this matter. I understand it, but he cannot waste his whole life just because he is obsessed with revenge."

"Even if the great revenge is avenged, you will end up alone with gray hair, and it will be difficult to make any achievements in the formation."

"If you meet him, advise him and ask him to be more considerate of himself. Even if he takes revenge, the master is dead, the sect has dispersed, and the past has dispersed with the wind, but he himself still has to Find a way to live well..."

Manager Mo said it sincerely and with a somewhat helpless tone:

"I say he may not listen to these words, but he may listen to what you say."

Mo Hua nodded and sighed in his heart. Mo Guanshi really cared about Yan Jiaoxi, so he agreed:

"Don't worry, I will advise you."

Manager Mo also smiled.

When Mo Hua left, he took a few more boxes of expensive snacks and put them into Mo Hua's arms:

"Take them all back and taste them."

Mo Hua couldn't shirk it, so he had to accept it.

After Mo Hua left, Guanshi Mo sat alone in the room, pouring himself a glass of tea. After drinking a few cups of tea, he looked a little sad and murmured:

"Senior brother, don't think I'm nosy..."

"I told Mo Hua about the Lingshu Formation, so don't blame me."

"With all the sects gone, this formation can no longer be considered a secret."

Manager Mo was silent for a while, looked at the tea floating in the cup, and said slowly:

"Besides, I also want to know whether anyone can really learn this extremely outrageous formation, the First Grade and Twelve Patterns..."

…

Mo Hua said goodbye to Mo Guanshi, remembering the place name "Nanyue City" in his heart.

Thinking of Yan Jiaoxi's entrustment to him, his expectations for him, and the somewhat desolate figure when they parted.

Mo Hua's mood was a little heavy for a moment.

I wonder where Yan Jiaoxi is now, whether he is doing well or whether he has encountered any difficulties.

Have you found the traitor who killed his master and betrayed the family? Will you encounter any danger...

But there's no point worrying now. I hope I can really see Yan Jiaoxi in the future.

Mo Hua sighed.

Then he thought of another question:

When I first learned the formation technique, I wanted to become a first-class formation master. Now that I am about to travel, do you want to try to become a first-class formation master?

Mo Hua went to ask Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang was not surprised and nodded: "You can try it."

"Really?" Mo Hua suddenly became nervous, "What if I fail the exam?"

"You can take the exam casually, it doesn't matter if you fail."

Mr. Zhuang said this, but in his heart he said:

"You are now the main formation master of the first-grade formation. How could you not pass the assessment of a mere first-grade ordinary formation master?"

"For things like formations, whether they are good or not is clear and an expert can tell it at a glance."

"In the final product assessment, even if there is a shady story, I won't dare to blame you."

"If they really dare to 'open their eyes blindly' and take away your first-grade quota, you will be destined to be deprived of everything in the future..."

…

Mo Hua nodded, and after thinking about it, he was right. With ordinary first-grade formations, there was indeed nothing to worry about.

"Then when will I take the exam?"

Mo Hua knows nothing about the process of final product assessment.

"Before you go out to travel, you have to finish the exam." Mr. Zhuang said.

"Can't you take the exam outside?"

"No." Mr. Zhuang shook his head and patiently explained:

"The evaluation of formation masters follows a recommendation system, and quotas are determined by state boundaries."

"If you want to be selected, you must not only have a letter of recommendation, but also a state, a city, a city, and a quota of first-class formation masters must be limited each time. Some places have more places, and some places have fewer places."

"You are recommended by someone in Tongxian City. After the product is confirmed, you will occupy the quota in Tongxian City."

"When you go outside, you are not familiar with the place. Firstly, no one is willing to recommend you. Secondly, once you are successful, you will occupy the quota of other fairy cities, and others will be even less willing..."

"It's so troublesome..." Mo Hua remembered what Mr. Zhuang said before and couldn't help but ask:

"Are you going to all this trouble just to set up barriers and make a profit?"

"Part of it is."

"What about the other part?"

Mr. Zhuang wanted to say it, but he still didn’t say it. He only said:

"You will know it later. It's useless to know it now."

Mo Hua seemed to understand, nodded, and asked: "Then how are the quotas divided?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed: "There are so many, the rich and the poor in the state, the number of aristocratic families and sects, personal connections, etc... The poorer the state, the weaker the inheritance of the formation, the fewer the places. If you want to become a first-class formation master, , the more effort you put in.”

"On the contrary, some places with deep foundations or deep-rooted power give out a lot of places every year. It will be relatively easy to become a first-order formation master."

Mo Hua was stunned and said: "This is really...unfair."

Mr. Zhuang said: "The way of heaven is fair. The formation is there. If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. It's the people who are unfair. Some people know it, but they can't become a first-class formation master. Some people can't, but they still can't." Being able to bear the title of a first-grade formation master..."

Mo Hua was thoughtful and asked quietly:

"Then who should I ask for a recommendation?"

"The Dao Tingsi, local families, sects, or other first-level forces that have been recognized by the Dao Ting and have a good reputation are all qualified to recommend."

"You... take the path of Daotingsi. Don't you still have a bronze medal from Daotingsi? Your boss will definitely be happy to recommend you."

Mr. Zhuang pointed out.

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Sir, do you also know that I have a waist card?"

Mr. Zhuang looked calm, "If you want to know such a small thing, you will naturally find out."

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, Mr. Zhuang is indeed enigmatic.

"Also," Mr. Zhuang rubbed Mo Hua's hair with his slender fingers, "I'm going to call you 'Master', not Sir."

"oh……"

Mo Hua reacted and smiled.

He was used to calling him sir, and he didn't change it for a while.

"Master!"

The sound of ink painting is crisp and clear.

Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes slightly, looked leisurely, and nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Mo Hua went to see Chief Zhou again.

The headmaster heard that Mo Hua was going to participate in the selection of first-level formation masters, and he agreed without saying a word.

If Mo Hua can pass the recommendation of Dao Tingsi, succeed in determining the grade, and become a first-grade formation master, then he will also have a good reputation.

Even if the final product fails, he will be happy to help.

Although in Chief Zhou's mind, it was impossible for the formation level of the ink painting to fail the final product.

But he also knows that the process of ordering a product is very complicated.

The Taoist court determines the quality, not the quality of the formation, but the quality of the formation master. It is not determined by the law of heaven, but by people with complicated interests.

Unless you are well-connected, no one can say what the outcome will be.

Headmaster Zhou is only the headmaster of a small fairy city. He has some connections, but he can't influence the decision-making of Tianshu Pavilion in the center of the Taoist court, so he can only make recommendations. For other things, he still has to rely on Mo Hua himself.

Director Zhou checked the relevant documents, wrote a letter of recommendation in handwriting, and then said to Mo Hua:

"On October 26th, there will be a final assessment at the second-grade Black Mountain State boundary. The location will be at the Cangyun Sect in Qingshan City. I will send someone to take you there then."

Mo Hua nodded.

October 26th, that is, seven days later, is very close.

"It seems that Mr. Zhuang... Master, even the time for finalizing the product has been calculated..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.