Asking about longevity

Why does Dragon Crossing the River know Shinto formations?

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

He had just observed that when Guojianglong was drawing formations, his brushwork was unfamiliar, his mind was sluggish, and his wrists were stiff. At first glance, he didn't look like he often drew formations.

He is not a real formation master, and Inoue's "sealing" formation should have been drawn by rote memorization.

If so, then someone else should have taught him this Shinto formation.

Who taught him?

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness turned rapidly, investigating the monks related to the Dragon Crossing the River and the human traffickers one by one, and finally his eyes narrowed slightly.

"...Mr. Tu?"

Human traffickers, sin cultivators, evil cultivators, demon cultivators...

Among all the monks, the only one who could possibly master this kind of ancient and nearly lost advanced formations was the mysterious one whom Mo Hua had only heard of but never seen...

Mr. Tu.

"The inheritance of the Shinto formation...is in the hands of Mr. Tu?"

Mo Hua was a little confused.

If what he expected was correct, Mr. Tu was the man behind the scenes and had a high status. He was probably the "big lackey" of the Great Desolate Evil God.

Will the inheritance of Shinto formations, which are used to restrain gods with the power of extreme spiritual consciousness, be hidden in the hands of the evil god's lackeys?

Mo Hua frowned even more tightly.

This seems a bit...unreasonable?

Or maybe there are some other origins here?

While Mo Hua was meditating, the well on the other side seemed to have been transformed by cause and effect, its breath suddenly changed, and it seemed that it had completely become another well.

Scarlet blood mist spread from the bottom of the well.

This well is no longer a well in a small fishing village, but more like...

The entrance to some kind of forbidden place.

The Dragon Crossing the River prostrated himself at the mouth of the well and bowed devoutly. After three bows, he picked up the dead fish and jumped directly into the well.

Mo Hua looked surprised.

This dragon crossing the river... actually jumped directly in...

Then he felt a little strange.

The Dragon Crossing the River jumped into the well, but there was no sound of water coming from the well, as if the well had turned into a dry well.

Mo Hua waited for a while and saw that Jiang Long had stopped coming out, so he tiptoed and went to the wellhead to take a look.

The bottom of the well was completely covered by blood mist, like a bloody forbidden land.

It looks very dangerous.

Mo Hua looked at the surrounding formations again.

Only then did he discover that the forest-white bricks around the well were not actually stones, but smoothed bone stone bricks.

This kind of bone brick is specially used to make evil arrays.

It's just stained with dust and built into a pile of stones. It's not easy to detect at a glance.

And above the bone bricks is the evil formation pattern that Guojianglong just painted.

Mo Hua looked at these formation patterns, and suddenly looked surprised. He found that these blood-colored formation patterns were getting lighter little by little, and the traces of the formations were gradually disappearing.

In an instant, Mo Hua understood.

This kind of blood ink will dissipate on its own so as not to leave any traces.

The Dragon Crossing the River drew a pattern with blood ink, opened the "seal" of the well, and then jumped into the well.

After that, the blood ink will evaporate on its own, the formation pattern will disappear, the well will be "sealed" again, and the entrance to the blood mist will be closed.

In this way, no one knows where he went.

No one knows what secrets are hidden in this well.

"The methods are really thorough..."

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, and without further ado, he immediately began to concentrate on recording the bloody formations beside the well.

After a while, the formations faded and the blood mist poured into the well.

This well turned into an ordinary well again, with heavy water and darkness inside.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my spiritual consciousness is a little stronger, my understanding is a little higher, my memory is a little better, and my knowledge of formations is a little deeper.

If it were any worse, I wouldn't be able to memorize so many formation patterns in this short time...

Mo Hua took out the paper and pen, and used ordinary spiritual ink to copy the formation pattern drawn by the Dragon Crossing the River on the edge of the well to "unseal" it.

These formations are probably part of the legendary "Shinto formations".

Mo Hua studied it for a long time, his brows gradually furrowed.

He couldn't quite understand these formation patterns.

It seems that some basic underlying structures are missing, so the meaning of the array pattern, the structure of the array hub, and the flow of inner power cannot be discerned.

This seems to be a purely formal formation specially prepared for the "formation blind".

You don’t need to understand it, just memorize it by rote.

This is a good thing for people who don't understand formations.

But for an array master like Mo Hua who is proficient in array theory, it seems a bit... difficult to understand.

Ink Hua could only "memorize" these formations by rote first, and then have the opportunity to seek a complete and systematic inheritance of Shinto formations, and then have a more in-depth understanding.

Of course, the premise is that you guessed correctly.

The formations on this well are really "Shinto formations"...

Mo Hua looked at the well again with sharp eyes.

Evil gods are indeed associated with wells.

My previous prediction was correct.

On the surface, this is one well, but in fact it is two wells.

One is a well connected to the small fishing village that provides wishes, and the other is a dry well connected to the evil god who receives offerings.

This was also Mo Hua's first time to see and come into contact with the evil god's preaching with his own eyes.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh deeply.

His own spiritual consciousness has changed qualitatively, and he has learned a lot about the ways of gods from Lord Huangshan, so that he can catch the evil god.

Otherwise, even if you are a golden elixir, you will not find anything at all if you rashly enter a small fishing village.

Even if the sea of ​​consciousness is polluted by evil gods, I am afraid that I am trapped in evil obstacles, evil thoughts are breeding, but I am confused and do not know the truth...

Mo Hua looked at the well again.

Now the entrance to the truth is right in front of you.

The question now is whether to follow the Dragon Crossing the River and go down into the well to see what is hidden at the bottom of the well.

In what form does the evil god exist?

And before that, you must first learn to open the "seal" at the wellhead.

Mo Hua struggled for a long time and finally decided that no matter whether he could get into the bottom of the well or not, he must first learn to break the seal of the well.

In this way, you can advance or retreat, and the initiative is in your own hands.

Ink Hua once again recalled in his mind the process of drawing the pattern of Dragon Crossing the River. Then he took out his pen and ink and started to draw, using the gourd and the gourd to draw the pattern of unsealing on the bone bricks around the well.

Ink painting is very fast.

After a while, the formation pattern was finished, but the water well remained motionless, without any movement at all.

"really……"

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

Using bones as a medium and blood as ink are the methods of the evil formation.

If I try to replace the "blood ink" with normal "spiritual ink", I will not be able to activate the evil formation...

But where can I get blood ink?

Blood ink must be prepared with human blood.

It seems that it is not just a simple preparation, but also some herbs that are prohibited by the Taoist order, as well as some evil and cruel methods, in order to prepare it...

Becoming an evil formation master starts with preparing blood ink...

It can be said that as soon as you start mixing blood ink, you are already on the path to being an evil formation master.

Mo Hua doesn't do such stupid things.

But without blood ink, how to draw the evil formation?

Evil array...

Mo Hua began to speculate step by step based on his extremely rich experience in first and second grade formations...

The so-called evil formation is essentially the formation master using evil means to draw formations that he could not draw originally...

Or, use evil means to enhance the power of the formation.

Guojiang Long is not a formation master and has limited spiritual awareness, so he cannot draw a true Shinto formation, so he can only rely on heresy to build a formation.

So the formations drawn by Dragon Crossing the River contain both a part of the "evil" way and a part of the "divine" way.

By borrowing the "evil" way, one can approach the "god" way.

Therefore, Dragon Crossing the River can successfully draw these formations.

But now, I neither understand the "Shin Way" nor can I borrow the "evil way", so these formation patterns are of no use at all.

"Shinto" formation...what does it mean?

Mo Hua thought hard, but still couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Think about it the other way around..."

What is the purpose of the Shinto formation?

Restrain, or seal the gods?

Since we want to restrain or seal the gods, we must have the power of divine thoughts that matches the gods?

After all, humans and gods are different.

There is a "qualitative" difference between human spiritual consciousness and divine thoughts.

That being said...

Mo Hua opened his eyes wide and was suddenly startled.

The so-called Shinto formations use formations to transform people's "divine consciousness" into a power comparable to the divine thoughts of "gods"?

The more Mo Hua thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

In this case……

He himself possesses spiritual thoughts that are almost like "gods"!

What else can be transformed?

Mo Hua's eyes widened and he continued to think...

Although the quality of my spiritual consciousness has changed, when I draw the formation, I still use my spiritual consciousness according to my previous habit...

Now, if I deliberately inject the "deified" consciousness into the formation, wouldn't this itself be equivalent to a "Shinto" formation?

The idea of ​​ink painting suddenly dawned on me, and without further ado, I tried it immediately.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind, and activated all the pale golden, blood-like divine thoughts produced by swallowing the "divine marrow" in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then the ink painting began. Around the well, ordinary spiritual ink was used to draw the evil patterns left by the dragon crossing the river.

The pale golden divine thoughts penetrated into the formation pattern as the ink flowed.

The formation patterns under the ink brush began to incorporate a kind of pale golden light that ordinary people could not see, transcended the level of ordinary monks' spiritual consciousness, and was like the spiritual thoughts of "gods".

The ink paintings are done very seriously and carefully.

But after finishing the painting this time, the formation really took effect.

The ink painting can vaguely sense that the formation pattern he drew has a mysterious "power of the divine way", which echoes with the bone bricks, pulling some evil power from the evil god deep at the bottom of the well, and will This evil power was gradually released...

The well trembled, the breath suddenly changed, and scarlet blood mist surged up from the bottom of the well again.

Mo Hua looked happy.

Success!

The door to the evil god’s hometown was opened by himself!

In other words, the key to the evil god's house is in his own hands!

"Do you want to go in?"

Mo Hua stared at the blood mist at the bottom of the well and felt that he still couldn't take the risk, so he threw a little tiger down and took a look.

When the little tiger landed, there was no sound of water.

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

This means that this well is a dry well and the inside is dry.

Mo Hua controlled the little tiger with his spiritual consciousness and continued to move forward. The road was unobstructed, with no monks or other buildings.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Could it be that the bottom of this well is empty?"

After walking for a while, there was a sudden "plop" and the little tiger seemed to fall into the water.

Then, in just a split second, an extremely strong force struck, and in Mo Hua's perception, the little tiger exploring the path was instantly crushed into powder.

Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring.

What on earth is this...

Monk? Or a monster?

Is this the real "watchdog" in front of the evil god?

Mo Hua has a headache.

Too dangerous……

Mo Hua pondered again for a moment, feeling a little helpless, and sighed in his heart: "That's it, let's think about it in the long term..."

The "evil god" who has truly become the climate and preaches everywhere must be a "hard nut" and cannot be solved by himself.

Mo Hua was still a little unwilling, but had no other choice but to leave first.

Before leaving, he used the spirit-dispelling liquid to erase all the formation patterns he drew by the well one by one.

The formation patterns were erased and the well returned to its original state.

Mo Hua looked around again to make sure there were no clues left, then turned and left.

But he did not go far. Instead, he found a hidden place nearby and continued to hide himself. He waited all night until dawn. The dragon crossing the river had not yet appeared, but fishermen had already come to dig in the well. When the water ran out, the ink painting finally gave up helplessly.

He doesn't have much time and can't ask for any more leave, so he can only go back to Taixumen first.

…

Gu Changhuai took a day off from Mo Hua, and the reason was to help Daotingsi draw formations.

After Mo Hua returned to the clan, Gu Changhuai sent a letter asking: "Where have you been?"

I went to catch the evil god...

Mo Hua wanted to answer this way, but Uncle Gu would only believe it if there was a ghost—unless he was also parasitized by an evil god one day.

"I tracked down the dragon across the river and found clues about the human traffickers."

Mo Hua gave a reason that Uncle Gu was more likely to accept.

As expected, Gu Changhuai perked up and asked:

"Where? In a small fishing village?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "They must have a stronghold in the small fishing village, but where is the entrance, I'm still looking..."

Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment and said for the first time: "Thank you for your hard work..."

Without sharp spiritual awareness, proficiency in concealment, and meticulous ink painting, it would be basically impossible for Dao Tingsi to keep an eye on the dragon crossing the river and follow the clues to find the den of the trafficker.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

Uncle Gu actually said to himself, "Thank you for your hard work."

Now he is a little doubtful whether Uncle Gu is really parasitized by the evil god...

However, it is a good thing to be appreciated by Uncle Gu, and it will be easier to ask Daotingsi to do things in the future.

Mo Hua said: "I will look for it again next ten days to see if I can find the dragon crossing the river."

"Okay," Gu Changhuai wrote, "I will send a few more people to keep an eye on the movements of the small fishing village..."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

The two chatted.

After that, Mo Hua had classes as usual, and spent all his spare time thinking about "Shinto" formations.

The formation is vast, profound and profound.

It is a good thing to have inheritance.

But if there is no inheritance, you must learn to find it yourself.

With the help of the understanding of formations, the experience of formations, and the foundation of formations, through clues, peeling off cocoons, constantly thinking, eliminating the false and retaining the true, seeking unknown avenues, and mastering deeper formations...

This is what Master taught me through words and deeds when he was traveling around.

The Shinto formation is so unpredictable that it is almost lost.

The ink painting has not been passed down, but through this trip to the small fishing village, learning the simple pattern of three scales and two claws of the dragon crossing the river, and "applying what I learned" on the spot, I opened the door to the evil god's dry well...

Ink Painting has some clearer inferences:

The Shinto formation is a formation that "transforms" people's spiritual consciousness through the formation to achieve a certain "qualitative change" and thereby restrict the gods.

Whether this "qualitative change" after being transformed by the formation is the same as the qualitative change of his own consciousness itself, Mo Hua is not sure yet.

Because he hasn't learned the real Shinto formation yet.

But since the Shinto formation can restrain the gods.

This shows that this kind of spiritual thought after being "transformed" by the monk's spiritual consciousness, even if it is not as good as the spiritual thought after a real "qualitative change", it may not be much inferior.

In a sense, this is a spiritual thought method that can truly compete with the gods.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

In ancient times, the ancient formation masters who could understand the heaven and earth, glimpse the principles of divine consciousness, and create Shinto formations were really terrifying...

This kind of formation can be researched...

This is real, using flesh and blood to understand the way of heaven and compete with the gods.

The ink paintings are filled with reverence.

But then, he had another doubt...

The spiritual consciousness of ordinary monks is "transformed" into the power of spiritual thoughts that is enough to check the gods through the Shinto formation...

Then, to a certain extent, what will happen to my spiritual consciousness, which has already changed qualitatively and is close to the power of a god, after being "transformed" by the Shinto formation?

Can he seal an evil god who is more powerful than himself?

Or maybe...

Mo Hua tried to think about it for a moment, and then he was suddenly startled, startled by his own thoughts.

Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly.

Don't aim too high...

This is all just speculation and may not be true.

"First think of a way to learn the real Shinto formation method, and then consider other things..."

"Array masters must be down-to-earth and seek truth from facts!"

Mo Hua nodded.

The only clue now is the dragon crossing the river.

As long as you catch the Dragon Crossing the River, you might be able to get the complete Shinto formation map.

Mo Hua's eyes were bright and he looked expectant.

It's just...how to get into the well with thick blood mist?

Thinking of this, Mo Hua felt a little worried.

I am not very afraid of evil spirits, but when faced with those monsters or demon cultivators lurking in the dark, I have no choice.

If you need help...

Uncle Gu is a golden elixir monk, but he does not believe in evil gods.

And even if he is a golden elixir, if the evil god gets into his head, it will probably be a disaster.

It seems that there is no way to go to the bottom of the well filled with blood mist for the time being...

Mo Hua sighed.

"I can only think of another way..."

"Or maybe, take the time to ask Mr. Huangshan again?"

Mo Hua thought in his mind.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua was practicing, thinking about formations, and thinking about the Well of Evil God in the small fishing village.

A few days later, he suddenly received a message from Gu Changhuai:

"Something happened in the small fishing village..."

Mo Hua was startled, "What happened?"

Gu Changhuai: "There are two children in the village who were kidnapped by the dragon crossing the river and taken away to who knows where."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt bad, but he still confirmed:

"Whose child..."

Gu Changhuai said: "I heard... they are the two grandsons of the old man..."