Asking about longevity

Mo Hua went home at night and lay in bed unable to sleep.

First, he was a little worried about Dahu and the three of them. Second, he thought that he was also a monk after all, and he seemed to have no means of attack or self-defense.

The monks in Tongxian City have simple folk customs, and they have not encountered any danger even as they grow up. But not encountering danger does not mean that you will not encounter danger.

When you are really in danger, you always have to find ways to defend yourself. You can never sit back and wait for death.

Ink painting is not a physical training, and the blood energy is very weak, so you can't learn the martial arts of Taoism, so you can only learn magic. But the spiritual power of Mo Hua is not very strong, not to mention that at the fourth level of Qi Refining, his cultivation level is low, and it is still a little early to learn spells...

After thinking about it, the only thing that can be used is the formation...

"Is there any formation that can be attacked?"

Mo Hua stood up and took out the "Collection of Thousand Formations" given by Mr. Zhuang and started looking through it:

""Ice Cone Formation" has seven formations, but I have never learned the ice formations, and the spiritual ink used to draw the formations is also very rare..."

"The "Thunder and Fire Formation" should be quite powerful... the nine array patterns, let's forget about it..."

"The "Wooden Prison Formation" is not used for attack..."

""Fire Breath Formation", three formation patterns, the power is a bit weak..."

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I flipped through the ink drawings and finally chose "Earth Fire Formation".

The seven formations use cheap ink and are simple to lay out. The fire-type formations are also relatively familiar. They will self-destruct after the formation is activated, so the power should not be weak.

Mo Hua was very satisfied. After a while, he began to practice the "Earth Fire Formation" on the stone tablet in Shihai.

The formation is not difficult. It took Mo Hua a whole night. After practicing it several times, he was basically familiar with it. The next day I woke up and started drawing on paper. I tried several times and finally succeeded.

Just when Mo Hua was trying to light up the formation, he suddenly thought of something:

Once he injects spiritual power, will the earth fire array take effect? ​​It will explode directly. Then my house will be gone. With my small body, I will probably be disabled if not dead...

Mo Hua broke into a cold sweat.

Mo Hua flipped through the notes about the "Earth Fire Formation" in "The Collection of Thousand Formations", which read: Spiritual power is injected into the formation, and it explodes after three breaths, causing fire spiritual damage.

"It means to inject spiritual power first, and after three breaths...well, almost three seconds, the formation will self-destruct, and then the power of the formation explosion is similar to the power of the fire monk's spell."

This is a landmine...

Mo Hua secretly complained.

But in any case, it is impossible to try this formation at home.

Mo Hua took advantage of his free time in the morning and drew two more ground fire formations. He left home in the afternoon and went to a secluded grove on the mountainside outside the city. He placed the formations under the trees and tried to inject a little spiritual power.

The formation lit up, but didn't explode.

Mo Hua squatted on the ground, holding his chin with his little hand, "If it lights up, it means there is no problem with the formation and it did not explode. Does it mean that the spiritual power injected is not enough?"

If I inject enough spiritual power, will the formation explode directly?

Mo Hua felt somewhat guilty. He was not a physical practitioner, so he probably wouldn't be able to withstand the power of the explosion of the Earth Fire Formation.

Mo Hua took out the "Collection of Thousand Formations" again and read it word for word. He confirmed that it would take three breaths before it exploded. There may be a problem.

The ink painting circulated the Qi Sea, directly injecting a large amount of spiritual power, and the patterns of the Earth Fire Formation suddenly emitted a dazzling red light.

Mo Hua hugged his head and ran away, then jumped into a pit a few feet away and hid his whole body in the pit.

It was because of this pit that Mo Hua chose to detonate the "Earth Fire Formation" in this place. He even rehearsed several times in advance to ensure that with his small arms and legs, he could successfully hide in the pit within three breaths.

The ground fire formation exploded, and it lived up to Mo Hua's expectations. Mo Hua was very satisfied.

But even though it exploded, it only created a gap in the big tree. The gap was a little scorched, making a lot of noise but having little effect, and the ink painting was not very satisfactory.

Looking at it this way, lighting this ground fire array is not like lighting a mine, but more like lighting a firecracker.

"The formation containing seven formations should be more powerful..."

Mo Hua felt that the problem should not be found in the formation, but in himself: "Is it because my cultivation level is low, so the spiritual power injected into it is not enough?"

If your spiritual power is not enough, you can only use spiritual stones.

Mo Hua took out an Earth Fire Formation and placed it under another tree. Then he reluctantly took out a spirit stone, crushed it into pieces, and then injected the spiritual power in the Spirit Stone into the Earth Fire Formation.

This time the patterns on the Earth Fire Formation were even more dazzling.

Mo Hua hurriedly ran back into the pit, only to hear a "bang" sound, which made Mo Hua's ears hurt a little. Then with the roar and the sound of branches and leaves snapping, the big tree that was hit by the ground fire array collapsed.

When Mo Hua ran over to look at it again, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

The big tree withstood the self-destruction of the ground fire array. A large gap was opened in the trunk and it fell to the ground. There were obvious traces of charred ash on the gap, as if it had been burned by fire.

"Is the power of a spiritual stone that strong? Or, is my spiritual power really that weak..."

Mo Hua felt a little uncomfortable.

However, the power of the earth fire array activated by a spirit stone made Mo Hua quite satisfied, so he drew a few copies to prepare them for emergencies.

After Mo Hua made sure that there were no signs of fire in the trees exploded by the ground fire array, he went home contentedly.

Only the big trees that had been bombed were left alone.

The next day, Elder Yu from the demon hunting team passed by and saw the traces of bombing on the trees. He couldn't help but said angrily:

"Go back and find out which bastard in the demon hunting team did it. If you have the energy to not hunt demons, you come here to blow up trees. Do you feel that your cultivation is good and you have nothing to show off?"

The big men in the demon hunting team on the side shrank their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Elder Yu has a bad temper and always says the same thing, so they don't dare to say "no".

After participating in the demon hunting ceremony, the three of Dahu became busy. They were either competing with each other on martial arts and Taoism at home, or going into the mountains with the senior demon hunters to learn the experience of demon hunting.

On the night of the second day of the Monster Hunting Festival, Mo Hua could only go shopping alone. Without his friends, even though it was lively, he still felt a little boring.

Unexpectedly, on the third day, after Mo Hua visited Mr. Zhuang and asked questions, he was held tightly by Bai Zisheng.

"take me!!"

Bai Zisheng's handsome eyes stared blankly at the ink painting.

"What……"

"Monster Hunting Festival!" Bai Zisheng said, "I have inquired about it. The Monster Hunting Festival lasts for three days. Today is the last day. If you don't go to see it, it will be too late."

"It's once a year."

"Who can say for sure what will happen next year? What if Zixi and I go somewhere else? We won't be able to see each other for the rest of our lives... No, you must take me there!"

"But... I want to take you there, but it's useless. Aunt Xue won't agree." Mo Hua said.

"I've thought about it," Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up, "Let's do it secretly and not let Aunt Xue know. At worst, we will get beaten when we come back. A man is upright and cannot be afraid of being beaten. Even a beating is worth it!"

"Then think about it, how could you hide it from Aunt Xue?"

Bai Zisheng thought for a moment and sat down dejectedly, "Yes, you can't hide it. Ever since I was a child, I have never been able to hide it from her."

Seeing that he was like an eggplant battered by frost, Mo Hua sympathized a little and said, "Then you and Aunt Xue will discuss it, finish your homework during the day and go shopping on the street for a while in the evening?"

"That's all we can do..." Bai Zisheng nodded.

"Then you hurry up and do your homework now. If you don't finish your homework, you won't be qualified to talk to Aunt Xue." Mo Hua said.

Bai Zisheng suddenly became energetic, opened the book on the table, glanced at it twice, and then asked Mo Hua: "Then if Aunt Xue agrees, how can I find you?"

"Today at Youshi, I will wait for you under the big tree on the street. If Aunt Xue agrees, I will take you around. If Aunt Xue doesn't agree, I will have to go by myself."

"It's a deal!" Bai Zisheng became happy.

"Well, it's a deal."

Thank you for the tip. I don’t know why~