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However, this kind of calculation involves the ultimate formation. Although it is not difficult, it is very time-consuming.

Until two hours passed, Mo Hua still had no clue.

The three of them left the shrine again and returned to the guest room of the Five Elements Sect.

Mo Hua simply meditated, rested for a while, and then continued to calculate the relationship between the Five Elements Spirit Array and the shrine when his spiritual consciousness was full.

On the shrine map, the ink paintings draw five five-element spiritual arrays according to the directions.

Then, based on the calculation results, he drew outlines between the spiritual formations.

Lines intertwined, connected, interspersed...

Although Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi knew the Immortal Formation, they couldn't calculate. They could only watch the ink paintings and calculate while drawing.

Mr. Zhuang also watched silently without prompting or speaking.

Obviously, he wanted Mo Hua to be independent and rely on his own abilities to solve problems, solve mysteries, and understand formations.

Because he knew in his heart that he could not help Mo Hua for a lifetime.

Even, I can no longer help him for much longer...

Mo Hua spent all his time forgetting food and sleep, calculating formations. At night his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and he continued to calculate on the Taoist stele.

In the Dao stele, spiritual consciousness can be traced back.

The efficiency of calculation will be higher.

Finally, early the next morning, Mo Hua calculated the relationship between the formations in the Five Elements Formation Diagram of the shrine.

In the structural diagram of the shrine, the shrine is the core and the Five Elements Spirit Array is the radial wings. The array patterns are rigorous and the spiritual power trajectories are intertwined, forming a complex and profound spiritual path diagram.

There are six converging points in these spiritual power trajectories.

Five of them are the locations of the five futons, and one is the hidden location.

This location is hidden on the fourth floor of the Zangzhen Pavilion. There is no futon or any other mark.

Mo Hua even suspected that the great elder of the Five Elements Sect might not know this position...

Because it’s too complicated to calculate.

And it must be extremely precise, without even a single error.

The method of divine consciousness calculation and calculation of the spiritual path of the ultimate formation may not be of much importance to the previous Five Elements Sect.

But things are different now. For the current Five Elements Sect, it may really be the same as the "Book of Heaven".

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, calculating this position is one step closer to the essence of the Five Elements Spiritual Array...

…

The fourth day.

After the great elder burned the incense and left, he pretended to be meditating, immediately stood up, took out the calculated five elements diagram of the shrine, and then compared it with the calculated spiritual path to find the correct direction.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi are also helping to find them.

The entire fourth floor of the Zangzhen Pavilion is paved with a complete piece of bricks and stones.

The masonry is smooth, without texture, and there is no reference point at all, so determining the location is a bit time-consuming.

After a cup of tea, I drew a drop of ink on a seemingly ordinary position.

This bit of ink is the point where the five elements’ spiritual paths converge.

This is the sixth "futon" of the visualization shrine.

Mo Hua sighed, "The ancestors of the Five Elements Sect are really very thoughtful."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi glanced at Mo Hua and said nothing, but they both murmured in their hearts:

"No matter how smart you are, there are not as many as you..."

The ancestors of the Five Elements Sect have used so many methods to hide such deep secrets, but you still dug them out...

"Just think about it."

Bai Zixi urged.

There is not much time, this is already the fourth day, and the five-day period is very close, so no time can be wasted.

"Um."

Mo Hua nodded, then sat cross-legged in meditation, in the position where the five elements converged, "sit" on the sixth futon of nothingness, and visualized the shrine.

This time, what he saw was no longer a dojo.

But a gate.

The door of the shrine!

The gate is deep and simple, with five types of complex patterns engraved on it.

These lines are very familiar to the ink painting. They are the lines of the Thirteenth Line of the First Grade, the lines of the Five Elements Spiritual Array.

But...the door is closed...

Mo Hua sighed.

He finally understood how the Five Elements Spiritual Formation of the Five Elements Sect was lost.

This gate protects against villains as well as gentlemen.

If you guard against outsiders, you must also guard against yourself...

The lines on it are clear and distinct. You can tell at a glance that it is a mystery formation.

The spiritual path of the formation has been tampered with, as if it had been "encrypted".

Only through calculation can the formation be solved and the door opened.

How could this ordinary formation master calculate this?

Is this Five Elements Spiritual Formation not taught to first-level formation masters at all?

The ancestors of the Five Elements Sect had some problems with their minds...

The inheritance of my family is wrapped as tightly as a rice dumpling.

Mo Hua was speechless.

But now is clearly not the time for backbiting.

He immediately spread out the paper, took out the pen and ink, and then carefully copied down the complete five-element riddle array on the door, stroke by stroke.

After the copying was completed, two hours had almost passed.

Ink Hua then wiped away the ink mark he had made.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the great elder to arrive.

"The time has come, please come back."

The great elder's tone was quite polite, but there was a hint of sneer hidden in his eyes.

The three of them, Mo Hua, had no choice but to go back.

You can also calculate and solve the five-element riddle on the door of the shrine in ink paintings by yourself, but it will take some time.

But before that, he still went to ask Mr. Xiazhuang.

Mo Hua showed Mr. Zhuang the formation diagram he copied.

Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised, but not surprised.

Mo Hua already knew:

"Master must have seen this mystery array back then. It's possible that he solved it himself and entered the shrine."

But the master will definitely not give him any advice.

Mo Hua then asked something else:

"Master, were these methods laid down by the ancestors of the Five Elements Sect?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed with emotion, "That's right..."

"Why go to all this trouble?"

Mr. Zhuang said in an interesting tone: "It's to guard against thieves."

"To guard against thieves?" Mo Hua was startled, then said: "To guard against me..."

Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said, "Yes, you count."

"But...even if it's to prevent thieves, it's too much trouble. Isn't it too much of a fuss?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "No, what they are guarding against are the disciples of our sect in the past, and they are not making a fuss about it! We...the monks of this sect, from ancient times to the present, are all extremely talented and talented people. …”

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and was startled.

Mo Hua is very self-aware, "Master, except for me...all of them have excellent bones and amazing talents..."

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment and said tactfully:

"Your bones are a bit weak, but in terms of formation, you are still... amazingly talented..."

"Yeah," Mo Hua nodded, "Master, please continue."

Mr. Zhuang thought about what he had just said, and then continued:

"The ancestors of the Five Elements Sect, if they didn't set the threshold higher and make the puzzles more difficult, they would be easily seen through..."

"It's actually quite reasonable to use it to defend against us..."

"It's just that in this way, the descendants of the Five Elements Sect will suffer."

"Once the sect declines, if the younger disciples of the Five Elements Sect are not successful, basically none of them will be able to solve the mystery and learn the inheritance."

"These formations can only be lost..."

When Mr. Zhuang said this, he looked at the ink painting and said earnestly:

"As long as the sects and families in the cultivation world use formations to establish their sects, these inheritances are hidden very deeply."

"The Five Elements Sect's Tibetan Formation technique is quite unique."

"Deceptively simple, yet obscure."

"Although it is obscure, it all coincides with the formation."

"Pay more attention and study more. After cracking it, you can draw parallels and draw parallels. If you encounter similar formation inheritance in the future, with the reference of the Five Elements Sect, you can crack it and understand it."

Mr. Zhuang's tone was low, "It has been tens of thousands of years of cultivating the world, the rise and fall of families, the ups and downs of sects..."

"Some forces may seem insignificant, but the inheritance from our ancestors cannot be underestimated."

"These inheritances are often hidden in inconspicuous things."

"Cultivation is all about chance. Some people's chances depend on luck."

"And some people's opportunities depend on their knowledge..."

"Luck is innate and unpredictable, but knowledge is acquired. You can learn, see, and think by yourself..."

"The great road favors those who are willing. You must pay more attention in the future..."

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were subtle and restrained, hiding deep emotions.

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded solemnly.

He understood that the master was teaching him methods through the inheritance of the Five Elements Sect.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish.

Master hopes that in the future, he can rely on his own vision, cognition and experience to find opportunities, search for formations, and explore the avenue...

Mo Hua looked at Mr. Zhuang, who was breathing weakly, and felt a little lonely and complicated.

…

At night, Mo Hua still worked tirelessly to calculate the array patterns and decipher the five-element mystery array.

Thanks to the Dao Monument, Mo Hua's calculations are getting faster and faster...

At this moment, in the Hidden Formation Pavilion.

The great elder lit three sticks of incense in front of the shrine again.

One-third of one stick of incense has been burned, and one-fourth of the other stick of incense has been burned. The middle stick of incense remains motionless despite the fire.

The great elder was a little reassured, but also a little surprised.

What is reassuring is that the inheritance of the Five Elements Sect has been preserved!

Only one day and two hours left.

There was no way they could comprehend the Five Elements Sect's most powerful formation - the Five Elements Spiritual Formation!

Surprisingly, that little formation master really didn't understand even a little bit about the Five Elements Spiritual Formation from the shrine...

The great elder smiled contemptuously.

If it is small, it may not be better if it is big.

When you were young, you were talented, but that was all. Your potential was exhausted. What future was there?

"That little formation master, I overestimated him..."

The great elder turned and left.

He didn't notice that the old wooden carving in the shrine and dojo also smiled strangely...

…

Although the mystery formation on the gate is complicated, it is the same as the five elements confluence formation in front of the shrine, except that one is confluence and the other is divergence.

Mo Hua was familiar with the road. It took him one night to figure out the spiritual path of the formation.

On the fifth day, which was the last day agreed by the Five Elements Sect to comprehend the Five Elements Spiritual Formation, Mo Hua was a little nervous, but as always, he entered the fourth floor of the Hidden Formation Pavilion with his younger brother and younger sister.

The elder burned incense, closed the door, and went to the third floor to drink tea with Mr. Zhuang.

There was silence in front of the shrine.

The ink painting repositioned itself, and then began to visualize the shrine.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were by his side, protecting him.

The moment Mo Hua visualized the shrine, the gate covered with patterns appeared again.

The ink painting uses his spiritual consciousness to activate the formation, and according to the spiritual path map he calculated yesterday, he restores the formation pattern bit by bit, re-separates the gathered spiritual paths, and returns them to their original positions.

Soon, the complex formation diagram above the shrine door became clear.

This is a clearly differentiated, five-element array diagram.

In the middle of the array, there is a Tai Chi-shaped door lock.

As soon as the ink painting spirit moved, Tai Chi slowly rotated, the door of the shrine rotated accordingly, and the five elements flowed, forming a vortex.

Inside the vortex, it was pitch black.

Mo Hua felt a little chilled in his heart.

Before he could think about it, he felt a suction coming from the void, pulling at his sea of ​​consciousness, as if trying to pull his consciousness out of his body.

The ink painting immediately calms down and manifests itself.

At the moment when he manifested himself, his spiritual body was sucked by the door, separated from the sea of ​​consciousness, pulled into the door, and entered the shrine.

The moment his consciousness left his body, Mo Hua's eyes dimmed in luster and slowly closed, and his body collapsed softly.

When Bai Zixi saw this, she immediately hugged Mo Hua, then frowned and tried Mo Hua's breath, and her frown became even tighter.

Bai Zisheng was also startled and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"

Bai Zixi's eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems like...his consciousness has left his body?"

Bai Zisheng was shocked, "He is just practicing Qi... He could easily die if his consciousness leaves the body!"

Bai Zixi immediately said: "Soul Requiem Pill and Qi Shou Pill!"

"Oh!" Bai Zisheng immediately rummaged around in the storage bag. After a while, he took out two bottles of pills, selected one and handed it to Bai Zixi.

Bai Zixi's white fingers picked up the elixir and fed it into Mo Hua's mouth.

Mo Hua's face, which had gradually turned pale, turned rosy again.

Between the mouth and nose, there is gradually a calm breath.

Bai Zixi breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Zisheng also wiped the cold sweat on his head, and couldn't help but muttered: "How could the consciousness leave the body?" He looked at Bai Zixi again and asked:

"What should we do now?"

Bai Zixi looked at the niche and said calmly:

"Hold on……"

Bai Zisheng had no other choice and sighed, "This is the only way..."

Bai Zixi laid Mo Hua flat on the ground, took out a soft blanket and put it on the back of Mo Hua's head, then sat down on the side, hugged his knees, and looked at Mo Hua silently.

…

Mo Hua only felt pain in the sea of ​​consciousness and lightness in spiritual consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was in a wide square, surrounded by seniors and ancestors, but they were all wood carvings and clay sculptures.

In addition, there are spiritual beasts competing for wonders, flowers blooming, chariots and horses flowing like water, and chariots moving like clouds.

There are also vase flowers, painted pillars and carved beams.

One step at a time, one scene at a time, so beautiful.

These scenes and ink paintings have all been seen on the shrine.

And this square is the dojo among the shrines.

However, from the outside, every scene, every pavilion, every person and thing is a relief wood carving.

Looking at it now, it is so lifelike that it can almost be mistaken for real.

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness, looked around, and suddenly frowned.

No, that's not right!

Everything here is fake, but one thing is not!

He cast his gaze above the dojo.

There is an old man above the dojo.

The old man is a woodcarving, with a stereotyped appearance, wearing wooden clothes, and his beard and hair are all carved with woodcut patterns.

But the moment he looked at it in Mo Hua, its appearance changed.

The wooden clothes became colorful, the dull face became alive, the beard and hair turned white, and the eyes became deep. From the dojo, he cast his eyes towards the ink painting from a distance.

A moment later, his hoarse voice came from the dojo:

"There are still people... who can come in..."

Mo Hua didn't know his identity, but seeing that he was older and highly respected, he politely bowed his hands and said:

"Junior Mo Hua, I have met my senior, but I don't know who he is..."

The old man stood up slowly, his expression becoming more and more lively. The Taoist robe on his body was colorful, and finally formed five colors, like the five elements Taoist robe.

His voice was majestic, solemn, and resounding:

"I... am the twenty-third generation of the Five Elements Sect and the preaching elder!"