Asking about longevity

After that, Mo Hua visited Master Zhou again.

Director Zhou is very enthusiastic and grateful for ink painting.

He is very old and has been in the position of chief minister for many years. Although he has worked hard, his political achievements have been meager. He originally planned to retire and take care of himself.

But he didn't expect that in just a few years, Tongxian City would change with each passing day.

Open a weapon refining shop, build an alchemy shop, build a large formation, slay the big monster, and ensure the safety of the whole party.

His achievements as head of the company can be said to be "prominent".

Manager Zhou was busy with his affairs, but he still took some time out of his busy schedule to take out the fine tea from his collection, and together with Mo Hua, he made tea, drank tea, and chatted for a while.

Most of them are stories of various sizes in Tongxian City during Mo Hua's travels over the past few years.

Mo Hua and Boss Zhou chatted one after another. After a while, they couldn't help but ask about Zhang Lan.

He still misses Zhang Lan, his "passing, unknown, kind-hearted" uncle.

Chief Zhou was a little pleased and told Mo Hua everything about Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan has returned to his clan.

The Zhang family is far away from Tongxian City.

Zhang Lan also chose a remote fairy city like Tongxian City to live as a pawnbroker in order to avoid the harassment from his clan.

Now that he has established a foundation, he has no choice but to go back.

As for the internal affairs of the Zhang family after returning, Chief Zhou had no idea.

The ink painting is a bit regretful.

He still wanted to meet Uncle Zhang Lan and show him off to him that he had already established a foundation...

But when he returned to his clan, he didn't know when he would see him again.

I wonder if he has found his Taoist companion when we meet again...

You won't be forced by your family to marry a woman you don't love, and then fall in love with a woman you can't love outside...

While Mo Hua was chatting with Boss Zhou, his little head moved slightly. He remembered the racy book he had read and automatically made up a vigorous story of love and hatred for Zhang Lan...

After a while, after drinking tea, Mo Hua stood up and left.

Boss Zhou was busy with his affairs, so it was inconvenient for him to disturb him too much.

Boss Zhou personally delivered the ink paintings to the door, then turned back and continued busy with official duties. After a moment, he thought of the ink paintings and shook his head, feeling a little regretful and worried.

"The future is promising..."

"It's just that... the water in Tongxian City is too shallow to support a big dragon..."

…

After bidding farewell to Boss Zhou, Mo Hua took some time to meet the friends he had grown up with.

Most of them became monster hunters and gradually grew up and became responsible.

Dazhu is still refining weapons with Master Chen, and his craftsmanship is getting better and better. Master Chen is very satisfied.

Dahu and the other three are no longer in Tongxian City.

Mo Hua asked Dazhu and found out the whole story.

As Tongxian City became increasingly wealthy, there were more and more monks coming and going. An elder from the sect who was passing by saw that Dahu and the three of them had good physical training skills, so they took the three of them as disciples and took them to the sect to practice. .

The name of the sect is said to be "Dahuangmen". It is located in the south of Lizhou, adjacent to the wilderness. The journey is far away. It may take several years, or more than ten years to come back.

"Dahuangmen..."

Mo Hua silently remembered the name, wondering if he would ever have the opportunity to go to Dahuangmen and see Dahu and the others again...

…

Mo Hua wandered around for a few more days and saw everyone he needed to see. When he had nothing to do, he thought of the big tiger.

He asked his mother to help him make a bunch of "big" dried fish.

The little kitten monster turned into a big tiger, and it was still a second-grade monster. The small dried fish was not enough to fit between its teeth, so it had to make a big dried fish.

Tongxian City has many mountains and little water, so it cannot raise big fish.

These fish are sold from outside, some are big and some are small, the big ones are taller than the ink paintings, and the small ones are at least one or two feet tall.

The fish has thick scales, looks strange, and has a strong fishy smell.

Monks rarely eat it, so it's plentiful and not expensive.

But based on Mo Hua's experience as a demon hunter, I guess that big cat-like tiger will definitely like it.

Live animals cannot be placed in storage bags.

Dead fish will do.

Mo Hua packed several large bags in several large storage bags, took advantage of the early morning sun, and entered Dahei Mountain with dried fish in his arms.

Mo Hua searched deep in the mountains for a long time, and then he discovered that the cat was in a cave, gnawing on the bones of a big tiger who didn't know what monster it was.

Sensing the aura of the outsider, the big tiger instantly became alert and his eyes were fierce.

When he saw that it was an ink painting, the big tiger was stunned for a moment, and then he went back, holding the bones and licking them.

Mo Hua gave him dried fish. The big tiger sniffed it, frowned, and even let out a "ouch", looking a little repelled.

It is a big tiger, not a tabby cat.

The big tiger wants to save face.

"Isn't it to your liking..."

Mo Hua was a little confused.

He remembered that when the big tiger was young, he liked to eat small dried fish.

But the big tiger didn't want to pay attention to him and just licked his bones.

I didn't force myself to do the ink painting. I had nothing to do, so I sat at the entrance of the cave and looked at the scenery of the mountains.

The big tiger licked the bones, but couldn't lick the meat anymore. Then he saw the fish in front of him. He was stunned for a long time. He looked up and saw that Mo Hua wasn't looking at it, so he sneaked up, took a fish in his mouth, and swallowed it whole...

It swallowed it too fast and didn't taste it. He looked up at the ink painting and tasted another one...

Then, unable to resist, I tasted another one...

While eating, the big tiger looked up and found Mo Hua staring at it with a smile on his face.

The big tiger's eyes flashed, and with two paws, he silently covered the fish near his mouth, preventing Mo Hua from seeing it...

Mo Hua threw the remaining fish to it and said with a smile:

"Save some food. Next time I'm free, I'll give you some..."

The big tiger was no longer restrained now. He chewed the dried fish, narrowed his eyes, and rubbed the ink painting with his big furry head...

…

In this way, Mo Hua's days in Tongxian City gradually settled down.

I practice every day, learn formations, spend time with my parents, meet friends for tea, occasionally go to the mountains to relax, and feed dried fish to big tigers.

Only occasionally when I am alone, there is still a hint of loneliness in my eyes.

This loneliness could not be hidden from others, but not from Liu Ruhua.

Liu Ruhua thought for a while and asked softly:

"Hua'er, you came back alone. Where are Zisheng and Zixi?"

Mo Hua was startled, his eyes dim, "Senior Brother and Senior Sister, they have gone home. The Bai family is far, far away..."

Liu Ruhua felt a little regretful and asked again:

"What about...Mr. Zhuang?"

Mo Hua shook his head, not knowing how to speak. After a long time, he whispered:

"Master... also went to a very far away place. It is very likely that he will never come back..."

Liu Ruhua's eyes revealed a hint of pity.

She held the ink painting gently in her arms and said gently:

"You are still young, and you still have a long way to go in the future. If we are destined, we will meet again..."

"Um."

Mo Hua agreed softly.

The loss in my heart was slightly relieved.

…

The next day, he went to Nanshan outside Tongxian City.

Nanshan is remote and has beautiful scenery.

On top of Nanshan Mountain, there is "Zuowangju".

Mr. Zhuang lived in seclusion here, and Mo Hua and his senior brothers and sisters also studied here.

But now, there is nothing.

The end of the path used to be empty.

There is no mountain house, no big locust tree, no bamboo forest, no pond, and no fish in that pond.

On the way up and down the mountain, I could no longer meet the little senior brother and little senior sister.

There is no one on the mountain anymore. I rest in the bamboo house, wait for the breeze to blow, wake up from my sleep, teach myself the formations, and answer so many questions...

Under the big locust tree, he and his junior senior brother were competing and playing around, while his junior senior sister was reading a book...

The master is taking a nap, and the puppet master is playing chess...

These scenes gradually blurred.

It seemed like it was just a dream, shrouded in a layer of mist that seemed both true and false.

Past events are forgotten once and for all...

Mo Hua's mood was complicated, and his clear eyes were tinged with a layer of melancholy, but it dissipated after a moment.

Like the morning mist, it was dispersed by the rising rays of light.

"We will meet again..."

Mo Hua murmured.

There are still many things to do...

The road is long and the road is vague. What I have to consider now is the road after building the foundation...

…

Mo Hua sat quietly on the top of the mountain. After calming down, he began to meditate silently.

Now I have established a foundation...

His spiritual consciousness only has fourteen lines, which is the middle stage of foundation building. However, due to the qualitative change of his spiritual consciousness, which is as condensed as mercury, his spiritual consciousness is "qualitatively" different from other monks.

As for the purpose of this difference, Mo Hua has not studied it carefully.

But at least this laid the foundation for his "divine knowledge and enlightenment".

And it is completely different from other ways of realizing the divine consciousness.

But apart from his spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua found that his foundation building was basically a "mess".

The spiritual power is very weak.

His spiritual roots are not strong, and his skills do not focus on spiritual power.

Therefore, even though he has established a foundation, his spiritual power is much weaker than that of monks of the same realm.

Not to mention, compared with the proud ones like my little senior brother and little senior sister...

The spiritual power is weak, and the physical body is even weaker.

This was not beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

He was born with a weak body. Now after establishing the foundation, his blood energy has been strengthened, but compared with refining energy, it is a little stronger, but among the foundation building monks, he is still basically at the bottom.

In addition, foundation-building spells are also a headache.

Mo Hua takes the path of "spiritual cultivation" and relies on "magic" to make a living.

He is now a foundation-building monk, so he naturally has to learn second-level spells.

But there is no place for him to learn second-grade spells...

So far, the only second-level spell he has learned is the fireball spell...

Because the fireball spell is a basic spell, it is the most common spell, and it is also the least scarce among all spells.

If there are several levels in the current state boundary, there must be a fireball technique corresponding to the level.

When Mo Hua came back from the border of Dali Mountain, he collected some fireball secrets along the way, and after referring to each other, he understood them and learned the second-level fireball technique.

Although it is far from reaching the level of proficiency in his first-grade fireball technique, it is more powerful and can barely be used.

I’ll just study it later and improve it a little more.

Except for the fireball technique, Mo Hua could not learn any of the spells that Mo Hua was good at.

The passing water step is a unique skill of the Zhang family.

When Zhang Lan taught him, he only taught him the first rank and did not consider the second rank.

Because at that time, Zhang Lan was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and at that time, he would never have thought that Mo Hua would advance to the foundation building level so quickly.

The Water Prison Technique is very unpopular.

There is no second-grade water prison technique secret book in Mo Hua.

Stealth is even more unpopular.

Mo Hua also has no second-grade concealment secrets.

A monk's strength is generally based on his realm.

Although first-grade spells can be used, their power and effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and they are not as good as second-grade spells.

No matter how exquisite the first-grade Water Step is, when executed, it is at most the same as those low-end movement techniques among the second-grade inferior spells.

A first-level water prison technique can trap a Qi Refining monk for several breaths of time.

It can be used on a foundation-building monk for only a moment. It can only have the effect of "interrupting" and cannot restrain or restrict his actions.

The first-level concealment technique is actually better.

Because the core of concealment relies on the monk's spiritual consciousness.

Ink painting's spiritual consciousness is very strong, so the effect of concealment is also strong, making it difficult for others to detect.

But from the perspective of Mo Hua's current foundation building, his concealment skills still have many flaws.

It works, but it's just doable.

If there is a chance, I still have to find a way to learn the second-level concealment technique.

The second-grade water prison technique, the second-grade concealment technique, the second-grade water-passing step...

These spells are either unknown or unique. Even if Mo Hua wants to learn them, he has no way to learn them.

Mo Hua sighed.

Once again, he deeply realized the importance of "inheritance" among monks.

Generally, families, or sects and other monastic forces will build monastic attics such as "Sutra Collection Pavilion", "Book Collection Pavilion" and "Zangzhen Pavilion" to collect and collect extensively, ranging from low-grade to high-grade. Various, all-encompassing, rare, ancient, or obscure Taoist secrets.

Kung Fu, Taoist methods, formations, elixir recipes, weapon refining manuals, etc. are all available...

The greater the power, the wider the collection, the more complete the collection, and the deeper the heritage.

Disciples of the family or sect can concentrate on their cultivation without any distractions. They no longer have to search high and low to find these rare Taoist scriptures in person.

But not as a casual cultivator.

You have to find and learn all the classics on Kung Fu, Dao, formations, etc. by yourself.

Even if you find some, you still have to pay a high price if you want to learn them.

The aristocratic family monopolizes inheritance in order to make profits. At the same time, it also cuts off the way for most casual cultivators in the world to seek immortality and seek immortality. They use this to consolidate their own power, dominate the casual cultivators, and remain immortal for thousands of years.

Without inheritance, it is difficult to move forward.

Mo Hua sighed again.

Although he knew these things before, he didn't pay much attention to them. Now as his cultivation has improved and he has seen more of the world, his feelings have become deeper.

In addition to spells, formations are also the same, but the situation is somewhat special.

Ink painting has a very profound formation inheritance.

Calculation of heaven's secrets, calculations of heaven's secrets, one calculation and one trick, exhausting the secrets of heaven, is the method of using divine consciousness, and it is also the supreme method to understand and control the formation.

This is a method that can be used at any level.

Although the realm of ink painting is low and the experience is shallow, the formation skills are not high enough to learn the profound and use them to the extreme.

There must also be more profound knowledge about the secret calculations and calculations.

But it is incredible to be able to learn both divine calculation and divine calculation at the same time.

Let’s not talk about the calculations of heaven and earth.

The secrets of heaven are tricky, but the trickster, that is, Mo Hua's uncle, has the foundation of trickery.

The devil's sect's deceitful people are proficient in the deceitful way, have extraordinary formations, and have demons in their hearts, which are enough to make the Taoist monks frightened by the news.

Even if you only learn a superficial knowledge, you will benefit a lot.

What's more, the secrets and tricks cannot be counted as "skin" at all...

In addition to the divine consciousness algorithm, Mo Hua also has the Five Elements Array Diagram...

Here, the "Five Elements Origin Patterns" deduced by the ancestors of the Five Elements Sect through the Guiyuan algorithm are sealed.

The source pattern also contains a huge formation system including the five elements.

These things, without exception, are the inheritance of the top formations.

But the problem is, it's too top-notch.

What is lacking in ink painting now is the most basic and simple inheritance, that is...

Introduction to the second-grade formation...

He wants to know what the second-grade formation is.

How to draw the formation pattern, how to lay out the formation hub, and how to build the formation eye.

What is the essential difference between the second-grade formation and the first-grade formation?

He had known about these things before, but he didn't understand them deeply.

Now that things are happening, Mo Hua realizes that he still has many omissions and shortcomings.

And he also has to find a way to become a second-grade formation master and draw a formation that truly ranks second-grade...