Asking about longevity

If you are not sure about something, it is better not to show off and ask Mr. Xiazhuang.

Mo Hua then ran to see Mr. Zhuang in the bamboo room.

Mr. Zhuang was sitting on a bamboo chair, making tea, blowing in the breeze, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at ease.

Mo Hua waited outside for a while, then suddenly looked up and saw Mr. Zhuang looking at him. His eyes lit up, he ran forward, handed over the formation he had restored, and asked:

"Master, can I learn this formation?"

Mr. Zhuang didn’t even look at it. He nodded and said:

"Can."

Mo Hua was slightly startled, "Isn't this an evil formation?"

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly deep and he asked:

"Do you know what's the difference between evil formations and normal formations?"

Mo Hua frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head honestly.

He has never learned the evil formation, and has only briefly seen the patterns of a few evil formations, and does not know the difference between the two.

If you know it, you know it; if you don't know it, you don't know it.

Since he didn't know clearly, he was embarrassed to make nonsense in front of Mr. Zhuang.

"What's the common thread?"

Mr. Zhuang asked again.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and tried:

"Whether it is a serious formation or an evil formation, the basic framework of the formation is the same, which is composed of the formation medium, the formation eye, the formation pivot, and the formation pattern..."

"It's just that the specific composition of the formation is different. The evil formation is more evil and the methods are more bloody and cruel."

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, "Not bad."

He picked up the twelve-line formation that was reconstructed from the ink painting, showed admiration in his eyes, and pointed:

"So this formation, except for the Bone Formation Matchmaker, the Human Blood Formation Pattern, and the Human Heart Formation Eyes, the other parts of the formation are indeed manifestations of the way of heaven and are within the scope of normal formations. In other words..."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting.

Mo Hua's eyes gradually brightened and he continued:

"In other words, this is actually a serious Jue Zhen, but it was drawn using evil means?"

Mr. Zhuang said with satisfaction: "Not bad."

Mo Hua frowned again, "Since it's a serious battle, why don't you use it seriously instead of following these evil heretics?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a dark look:

"Because if he paints seriously, he can't draw..."

Mo Hua was slightly startled.

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment, sighed and said:

"It's actually very difficult to take the right path..."

“Although there are many so-called righteous monks in the world who seek fame and reputation and have a sanctimonious appearance, there are also people who are truly upright and resolute in their Taoist heart.

"The character, methods, and ambition of such monks are far beyond ordinary people, and the efforts they put in, the hardships they endure, the hardships they endure, and the criticism they suffer are also different from ordinary people."

"The same is true for formations."

"The deeper you go into the righteous formation, the more difficult it becomes to learn. If you work ten times harder, you will often see only one-tenth or two-tenths of the results."

"So many monks began to look for shortcuts."

"This shortcut is the evil formation."

"If you don't have enough spiritual consciousness, you just visualize and blindly borrow the spiritual thoughts of others and other things without any screening and refining."

"If you don't have enough practice in the formation, just draw it on the skin of a person with spiritual affinity to reduce the difficulty of the formation."

"The formation hub didn't have a deep understanding, so he used human blood as ink and human hearts as eyes to forcefully promote the flow of the power of the formation..."

"The so-called evil formation actually adheres to the same principles as the conventional formation."

"It's just that some monks don't want to think, learn, practice, or understand, so they use a tricky method, using human life and flesh as the form and hub of the formation to draw things that they couldn't originally draw. The formation..."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he looked at the ink painting and said seriously:

"That's why I didn't tell you the principles of the evil formation before, just so that you can patiently learn the formation, practice it over and over again, don't be impatient, and don't think about taking shortcuts."

"You are very talented and have a high understanding. Once you think of taking shortcuts, learn evil formations, and fall into the devil's way, your level of formations is likely to improve by leaps and bounds."

"But this way, once you taste the sweetness, you won't have to practice the formations hard anymore, and you won't be able to get a glimpse of the true avenue."

"Learning evil formations only encourages the growth of seedlings and cannot last long."

"In front of the formation masters who truly understand the way of heaven, the so-called evil formation masters are just opportunistic little people..."

"The so-called evil formation is just a fake formation with filthy blood and superficial appearance. The evil cannot suppress the good and is vulnerable to attack!"

Mr. Zhuang's eyes gradually became sharper, and his whole body was like a fairy sword with a hidden edge, faintly exuding an astonishing aura.

"You have to remember that for monks like us, it's not that we can't join the evil and heretic ways, it's that we disdain!"

Mo Hua was shocked and admired endlessly.

Not to join the devil's path, it's not that you can't, it's that you disdain!

Mr. Zhuang's words were deeply imprinted in his mind.

It was as if someone had carved these words into his Taoist heart with a sword.

Mo Hua's eyes gradually became firmer, and his expression became more determined.

When he looked at the evil formation in his hand, he felt much calmer. Even though he was looking at the evil formation, which was full of weirdness and evil, he felt calm and had no worries.

"Master, disciple, remember!"

Mo Hua nodded solemnly with his little face.

In the following days, Mo Hua began to study this desperate formation.

Take its principles and get rid of its dross.

Only focus on the most essential principles of the formation itself, and ignore its opportunistic evil methods such as human skin formation patterns, flesh and blood formation hubs, and human heart formation eyes.

As a result, the difficulty of the formation doubled.

The first-grade twelve-line formation and the strength of Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness have only just reached the threshold.

And spiritual consciousness is only the threshold.

With this spiritual awareness, one also needs to practice the lines of the formation, analyze the pattern of the formation, and understand the principles of the formation.

This takes a lot of time, and a lot of practice.

This process is boring and boring.

The spiritual consciousness will be exhausted over and over again, then slowly revive, and then exhausted again...

The Dao Monument has not yet been restored, so Mo Hua can only use this method, relying on his own ability, spending more time and energy, practicing over and over again, and understanding it bit by bit.

He kept Mr. Zhuang's teachings in mind, and although his progress was slow, he was not arrogant or impetuous.

Cultivation requires that water droplets penetrate stone.

This is especially true for practicing formations.

Every practice is like water droplets, every time I think about it, it is like raindrops falling on the stone.

As long as you persist, the water droplets will penetrate the stone.

The principles of the formation will also be revealed, and the formation will be thoroughly understood and mastered.

After studying like this for several days, Mo Hua gradually understood the secret, and gained some understanding of this evil formation that was apparently "corpse refining".

But this understanding is not profound, it is hazy, as if it is separated by a layer of veil and cannot be seen clearly.

"It seems that I haven't practiced enough, I haven't thought enough, and my understanding isn't deep enough..."

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

Just when he thought he was going to take a little more time.

The sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled, and the Dao stele gradually came to life.

Mo Hua felt happy and quickly sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The gray color on the Taoist monument gradually faded away, and the simple and mysterious atmosphere gradually filled in.

Mo Hua tried to draw a few formations and found that the Dao stele could be used, but the effect was still much worse than before.

After drawing the formation and then erasing it, only half of the spiritual consciousness can be recalled.

The ink painting is a bit regretful.

It seems that he has not fully recovered yet.

But this can make do, at least better than nothing.

Mo Hua touched the Taoist stele and said distressedly:

"I won't bother you next time."

Dao Bei remained silent as always, seemed a little tempered, and did not accept Mo Hua's apology.

After getting the Dao Monument, even though it was just a "mutilated" version of the Dao Monument, the number of times Mo Hua practiced Jue Zhen every day doubled or tripled.

His understanding of Jue Zhen was also much faster.

After a few more days, the ink painting was finally able to draw the Jue Zhen.

In the formation, the spiritual energy turns into filaments, flowing away from each other, echoing each other, and converging with each other...

But at the same time, Mo Hua frowned.

Something's wrong...

"This formation... is incomplete..."

In other words, it's just part of the whole array.

The ink painting came out, but I still felt that something was missing. The spiritual power could flow and there were special changes, but it was quite fragmented, as if it was an abandoned part.

"How can it be incomplete?"

Mo Hua doesn't understand.

Obviously the array eyes, array hubs, and array patterns are all intact.

Moreover, what is the effect of this desperate formation?

The spiritual power in the formation is split into finer hairsprings, like silk threads, twisted together, but each thread has a special flow.

It looks amazing and confusing...

What is the use of this formation drawn on the heart of a zombie?

Mo Hua didn't want to understand, so he thought about brainstorming, so he went to ask Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.

Bai Zixi frowned slightly and said:

"Maybe, it's used to control corpses..."

"Control the corpse?"

Mo Hua asked doubtfully, "The monks who refine corpses must have their own methods of controlling corpses. Why do they need to use the ultimate formation?"

If the formation must be eliminated in order to control the corpse, then there are not many corpse cultivators in this world, and there are not many monks who can refine corpses.

After all, there are only a few formation masters who can defeat the formation.

Refining corpses and controlling corpses is a relatively prominent sect of the devil.

Corpse cultivators who refine corpses are not uncommon in the demonic world.

Bai Zixi thought for a moment and said, "It's easy to control corpses, but there's a problem with the quantity."

"Quantity?" Mo Hua was slightly startled.

Bai Zisheng remembered it, nodded and said:

"Yes, ordinary corpse cultivators cannot control so many zombies."

"Zhang Quan can control dozens of zombies with ease, which is indeed a bit strange. Moreover, he may have trained more zombies. This is not right..."

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

If a corpse cultivator can control so many zombies, then relying on the "sea of ​​corpses" tactic, other cultivators of the same level cannot possibly be his opponent.

This is obviously a bit too strong.

Bai Zixi said: "General corpse cultivators can control zombies ranging from a few to more than a dozen. It is impossible to control dozens of zombies."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

In this way, Zhang Quan may have been able to control so many zombies by relying on his desperate formation.

Where is the other part of the final battle?

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"That brass bell?"

Bai Zixi and Bai Zisheng also nodded slightly.

Zhang Quan uses copper bells to control corpses. If the formation is incomplete, there is a high probability that another part of the formation will be drawn in the copper bells.

As for the principle of this formation, we will have to wait until Mo Hua finds the entire formation and studies it.

"It seems that we still need to find Zhang Quan..."

Mo Hua nodded and murmured.

At the same time, he had another doubt.

Could this corpse-controlling formation, with its first-grade twelve patterns, be... that of the Xiaolingyin Sect's spiritual pivot formation?

Mo Hua frowned and thought carefully.

The first-grade and twelve-line formations are beyond the limit and extremely rare.

In a small wilderness state border, it shouldn't be such a coincidence that there will be two pairs of first-grade and twelve-marked formations.

And the spiritual hub formation, the spiritual hub, the spiritual power hub...

It is also very similar to the effect of controlling corpses.

If this formation is really the Lingshu Formation, then who drew it?

Who can master the ultimate formation and control the corpse for Zhang Quanhua?

Could this person who was painting the formation be the traitor from the Xiaolingyin Sect?

Or... is it Yan Jiaoxi?

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and his expression became complicated.