Asking about longevity

Chapter 884 No. 1 (Thanks to someone who doesn't like fish for the reward~)

The whole place was silent.

The elders of the four major sects felt a chill in their hearts.

Sitting in the corner of the dojo, this originally unknown little disciple seemed to suddenly exude a frightening aura.

There seemed to be a monster lurking in his thin body.

The cultivators on the sidelines didn't feel it deeply.

But the major sects that competed with Mo Hua from the beginning of the sixteen patterns and have persisted in painting until now, including the Tianjiao of the four major sects, all clearly felt a huge sense of oppression.

Qian Dao Sect, Shen Juncai.

The peak of foundation building, nineteen patterns of spiritual consciousness.

He is the proud son of heaven with the highest attainment in formation among all the disciples of this Qian Dao Sect.

Since he was a formation genius praised by the family since he was a child, and a promising great formation master in the eyes of the ancestors.

And he proved this point.

Compared with the disciples of the Shen family, the disciples of the surrounding big families, and even the geniuses from all over the Nine Provinces in the Qiandao Sect, he is one of the best.

He just needs to prove it once more.

In the much-anticipated Dao Conference, he won the first place in the array discussion to reward himself for the hard work he has put into the array for so many years, practice his unique talent in the array, and take the first step to climb to the peak of the array.

His future will be like a dragon turning into a dragon, limitless.

And he also knows his biggest opponent:

Xiao Yi of the Tianjian Sect, who is gifted, comes from a sword-making family, has nineteen lines of spiritual consciousness, and is good at killing arrays, especially swords and swords.

Ao Li of the Longding Sect, who has nineteen lines of spiritual consciousness, is tall and strong, looks rough, but is a formation master who makes a living by arrays, and is good at hard armor defense arrays for physical cultivation.

Duanmu Xue of Wanxiao Sect has a plain and elegant appearance and speaks little. She is the one with the strongest spiritual sense among the crowd. She has a spiritual sense of more than 19 patterns. Although it is not much stronger, it is a huge advantage. She has a lot of experience in some difficult and obscure formations that contain complex formations.

These three people are the stumbling blocks for him to win the top of the formation.

And Shen Juncai also knows that if he only talks about killing formations, defense formations, and difficult formations, he is a little weaker than the disciples of the other three sects.

But he is strong because he has no shortcomings.

His experience in formations, the depth of spiritual sense, and the scope of his knowledge are far beyond his peers.

Maybe he is a little worse than the top disciples in all aspects, but not too much.

In this way, his formation strength is like a solid barrier, indestructible.

In addition, he is a member of the Shen family.

People of the Shen family are calculating and scheming.

Therefore, he had simulated thousands of times in his mind how to win the first place in the formation this time, and planned it very carefully.

He could make full use of the "three times of tolerance" to bring his solid formation foundation and rich formation background to the extreme.

Combined with the actual performance of the disciples of the other three sects, he gave up some formations that were too difficult in a selective and targeted manner, so as to conserve his energy and conquer those formations with all his strength and grasp the larger formations.

It doesn't matter if some formations are not known or drawn incorrectly, as long as the error is controlled, reasonable planning is learned, and persistence is made to the end.

As long as the disciples of the other three sects are defeated before him, he will be the first in the formation!

But now, everything is broken.

Because an incredible "strong enemy" appeared out of nowhere.

Shen Juncai could clearly sense the cold and strong sense of oppression without looking back.

This sense of oppression was not obvious at the beginning.

But I don't know when it started to ferment slowly.

By the time he realized it, it was too late, and he himself seemed to be shrouded in a huge shadow, with a chill on his back.

The Taixu Sect disciple sitting in the corner did not look like a "person", but like a formation "monster".

He just drew any formation coldly, indifferently, without any emotion, and treated everyone equally.

Moreover, so far, he has not missed a formation.

At this time, calculating the tolerance is meaningless.

Calculating the trade-offs is no longer possible.

If you want to win the first place, you must bite the bullet and draw all the next 19-pattern formations.

You have to draw them even if you don't know how to do it. You have to draw them even if you make mistakes.

Otherwise, there is only one way to "failure".

The huge pressure came down like a mountain.

The geniuses of the four major sects were forced to go all out and fight to the death, without any retreat.

It's not just Shen Juncai from Qiandao Sect.

Xiao Yi from Tianjian Sect, Ao Li from Longding Sect, Duanmu Xue from Wanxiao Sect...

These top formation geniuses from the four major sects seemed to be under a huge shadow at this moment, their minds were tense, and their faces were a little pale.

Under the huge and strange pressure emitted by Mo Hua, the geniuses from the four sects didn't even have time to think carefully, and could only put all their attention, all their consciousness, and all their thoughts into the formation.

This was a battle between geniuses, and if they were not careful, they would be eliminated.

But this was actually another monster, "oppression" of other geniuses.

...

The elders from the four major sects all looked extremely ugly.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and by the time they realized it, it was too late.

Only two sets of 19-pattern formations have been tested. Now, the only ones left on the field are the geniuses of the four major sects and the evildoer of Taixu Sect...

And the situation seems to be getting worse and worse...

At this time, everyone outside the dojo is holding their breath and not daring to breathe.

The disciples of Taixu Sect are both excited and nervous.

Only then did they realize that their junior brother can actually compete with the top formation geniuses of the four major sects.

And he is only in the middle stage of foundation building.

At the same time, an almost absurd idea came to everyone's mind.

Junior brother...can't he still win?

If he continues to win, wouldn't he be...

the first in formation, the leader of formation?

Since the beginning of the separation of Taixu Sect, no disciple has ever won the honor of the first in formation.

All Taixu disciples' heartbeats skipped a beat and their breathing slowed down.

Murong Caiyun bit her lips tightly, her fingers clenched white.

Elders Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian both sat up straight, and the other elders stared at the Daochang, not daring to breathe.

Not to mention the ordinary disciples of Taixu Sect, even the hundreds of years old Taixu elders, their hearts were about to jump out of their throats at this time.

…

The 19-pattern assessment in the Daochang is still going on.

There are all kinds of formations in the proposition, including killing formations, trapping formations, defense formations, and difficult formations with profound formation theories.

The geniuses of the four major sects, as well as Mo Hua sitting in the corner, are all silently drawing formations.

But the geniuses of the four major sects have a hard time.

The cultivators outside the field have no idea how much pressure they have to bear when sitting off the field and competing with Mo Hua, a "monster", on the same stage.

It's like drowning, suffocating.

The formations that could have been abandoned can no longer be abandoned, and the tolerance that could have been retained will no longer be available.

No matter what formation, whether it is a killing formation or a trapping formation, whether it is familiar or unfamiliar, you must try your best to draw it.

And you can't make mistakes...

But the ink painting is like a reef in the huge waves, unmoved and terrifyingly stable.

He had previously simulated several "formation exams" from beginning to end under the guidance of Mr. Xun.

Because he had prepared in advance, he seized every bit of time between the big competitions from the beginning to restore his consumed spiritual consciousness.

So even now, his spiritual consciousness is still sufficient.

He was very comfortable with the nineteen-pattern formation.

In recent days, Mr. Xun personally instructed him and laid an extremely solid foundation for him in the art of formation.

He also practiced day and night to polish this foundation into an unbreakable foundation.

This is a profound foundation that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Such a profound background is enough to cope with the five elements and eight trigrams, killing and trapping, various types of formation questions involved in the formation test.

Break all the methods with one force.

He doesn't need to spend any time thinking, no need to calculate, no need to make choices, no need to avoid, just draw the formation.

Take the test when there are questions, draw when there are formations.

Draw all the formations, he will be the best in the formation!

The competition is still going on.

Mo Hua is still drawing, from sixteen patterns to nineteen patterns, so far, he has not missed a formation, and even one formation pattern has not made a mistake.

All nineteen-pattern formations, no matter how difficult, he accepts them all.

And his spiritual sense still seems to be more than enough.

The Tianjiao of the four major sects went from shock to facing up to it, from facing up to chilling, from chilling to timid.

At this point, they are even shocked and a little desperate.

This young "monster" of Taixu Sect, who is one year younger than them...

He can draw any formation.

No matter what he draws, he will not make a mistake.

Not a single formation will be missed, not a single formation pattern will be wrong!

And even now, his spiritual consciousness is still full, as profound as the sea, as if endless and unfathomable.

It's like an invincible and terrifying enemy.

A peak that cannot be climbed.

And this peak is towering into the clouds.

They can't even figure out how high this mountain is.

In their hearts, the pride of being the chosen ones of heaven that has accompanied them since childhood is shattered bit by bit.

The heart of Taoism is collapsing bit by bit.

It is even gradually covered with a layer of lingering and terrifying shadow.

Shen Juncai of Qiandao Sect is as pale as paper.

Xiao Yi of Tianjian Sect has lost a trace of elegance and calmness, and the hand holding the formation pen is shaking uncontrollably.

Ao Li of Longding Sect has cold sweat on his forehead and a splitting headache.

Duanmu Xue of Wanxiao Sect is also as white as frost and looks desperate.

…

Under this terrifying extreme pressure, Longding Sect was the first to lose.

He drew the wrong formation, three times in total, and was eliminated.

Tianjian Sect was the second.

The 19-pattern Cloud Mountain Transformation Rain Formation was a bit obscure, and he couldn't draw it, and he really didn't have the confidence to persist.

Duanmu Xue of Wanxiao Sect was the third to lose.

Shen Juncai of Qiandao Sect persisted to the end.

But that was all.

His spiritual consciousness was almost exhausted, and he had no more energy to continue drawing.

Before he lost, he mustered up his courage, turned his head, and glanced at Mo Hua who was sitting in the corner.

Mo Hua's face was very calm.

Moreover, he remembered Mr. Xun's instructions, restrained his emotions, and behaved politely, so he kept a straight face, cold eyes, and an indifferent expression.

In Shen Juncai's eyes, this is really like a formation "monster" who is neither sad nor happy, has neither gain nor loss, treats the common people as a ruthless dog, and is indifferent.

The shadow in Shen Juncai's heart took on a real form.

He trembled, slowly put down the pen in his hand, and sighed.

"I...lost."

Since then, all the formation geniuses of the four major sects have been defeated.

In the entire avenue, only ink paintings remained.

There was deathly silence all around at first, and then it was like a raging fire cooking oil. The voices of people instantly became extremely loud, and the entire Lundao Mountain became completely noisy like a landslide and tsunami.

"it's over?"

"You damn immortal, what did I see today?"

"In the middle stage of foundation building, first in formation discussion?"

"Suppressed the four major sects?!"

"Have you left his mother's family?"

"Qianxue State Boundary is probably unprecedented..."

"I seem to have witnessed the history of the entire Qianxue State boundary so unknowingly and suddenly?"

"Sajia's life is worth it..."

The entire Lundao Mountain was completely boiling.

Several elders of the four major sects, like clay sculptures and stone sculptures, sat sluggishly on their chairs, motionless, only their hands were trembling uncontrollably.

The atmosphere outside the stadium was like fire, but their hearts were as cold as September in the dead of winter.

The disciples of Taixu Sect were even more unbelievable at this time.

"Really...win?"

"Our Taixu Sect... ranks first in formation discussion?"

"Our little senior brother...is the leader of the formation?"

"Our little senior brother who loves to eat chicken drumsticks and is in the middle stage of foundation building is the only one in the entire Qianxue State who is at the top of all formation geniuses and the leader of formations?!"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Someone slaps me...forget it, I won't do it, I'm afraid I'll wake up..."

And all around, all the senior officials of the aristocratic families who came to watch the ceremony were horrified and fell silent.

Wenren Jingxuan, Shangguan Ce, and Gu Shouyan, the three family heads, had lived for hundreds of years and experienced countless storms, and they were all in a state of shock at this time.

Is there really someone who can take this bite of fat from the four major sects' mouths?

No, I didn't bite the fat, but directly swallowed the four major sects, and won the first place in the formation with a crushing attitude...

…

The hall above the dojo.

All the examiners looked at each other, and each other could clearly see the shock and astonishment on their faces.

After a while, someone shook his head and sighed:

"It's really... a ghost..."

"incredible……"

"There are so many geniuses in Qianxuezhou, but only now do I know what a true genius is."

"An eye-opener..."

"In the middle stage of foundation building, is this still a human being..."

"The leader of the formation in the middle stage of foundation building..."

Some people exclaimed, "Sure enough, incredible things can happen in this world..."

Even Master Wen, who was born in Tianshu Pavilion and is a formation master, was a little lost and speechless at this time.

Everyone was chatting and being surprised.

Suddenly an examiner said:

"Why is this kid still sitting there?"

Everyone followed the sound, and then discovered that Mo Hua, who had already won, was still sitting there peacefully, with an indifferent expression, motionless.

He guessed he should have won.

But after all, it was his first time to participate in the Discussion Forum, and the rules were not very clear, and he didn't know if other content should be compared.

What if he leaves the competition before the competition is over and the examiner decides that he has lost?

Mr. Xun told him a lot of things, but he didn't tell him what to do if he won and got first place.

So he was waiting for the examiner to announce the end.

But what he didn't know was how much pressure his incredible formation skills and the indifferent expression on his face had put on others, leading to a certain degree of "misunderstanding" among them.

So much so that the examiners began to whisper:

"What do you mean if you win and still don't come over?"

Over the years, the disciples who have won the first place in the formation path are all filled with joy and honored to come to this hall to accept the award from the examiner.

If he doesn't come up now, does the examiner have to go down?

This is not etiquette.

"Isn't it because he... feels that painting is not satisfying and wants to continue painting?" an examiner said.

"No way...you think so highly of yourself?"

"The nature of such geniuses must be different from ordinary people, and it is reasonable to have any elusive thoughts."

"Evil people have weird minds that are difficult to understand with common sense."

"Then shall we...continue to test him?"

All the examiners looked at each other, and finally looked at Master Wen, the examiner.

Master Wen looked at the ink painting with thoughtful eyes, and then slowly said:

"Although the discussion formation is a competition between disciples, its original meaning is not to compete with other disciples to be stronger and more ruthless."

"It's about treating yourself and the difficult formation problems as your lifelong opponent."

"Continue to overcome difficulties, surpass yourself, and climb to the peak of formation."

"Therefore, the real formation competition is not to be stronger than others, but to be stronger than yourself."

"This formation discussion conference will not be over as long as one disciple is still taking the exam."

All the examiners were filled with emotion and nodded: "What Master Wen said is true."

"In that case, let him take the exam!"

"I want to see how many more formations this kid can draw from the sixteenth pattern to the nineteenth pattern, and then to the present? Can his consciousness really be made of iron?"

"Yes, there are mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens. Even a genius with amazing talent should understand this truth, otherwise he will not go far in the future..."

"Then continue to test him."

"Okay!"

So the discussion on formations continued, and the examiner continued to ask questions.

However, there was only one disciple in this competition, Mo Hua.

The monks watching were all stunned.

"Isn't the competition over? Why are you still testing?"

"Has the system changed? Is this an extra competition?"

"I don't know..."

Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they could only watch it in a daze.

Mo Hua was also a little surprised.

He also thought that he had finished drawing, but found that there was still more.

But he would not refuse anyone who came.

Since there was still formations, he would continue to draw.

Mr. Xun said that you don't need to worry about other things, just keep drawing until the end.

What he was best at was drawing formations.

So Mo Hua continued to draw one after another.

The discussion on formations continued in this somewhat strange form.

Soon, the examiners' faces changed.

Mo Hua could still draw, and he was still drawing!

These nineteen-pattern formations almost covered most of the formation types inherited by the sect, and the difficulty was almost at the top, but Mo Hua could still draw them without any error and with ease.

If this was not the Ganxuezhou boundary, the Discussion on Dao Mountain, and there were so many real people and powerful eyes watching.

They almost thought that this was an "old monster" above the cave of the demon, who took over the body of a young disciple and came to the Discussion on Dao to cause trouble...

But obviously not.

Although this young boy looked like a "monster", his aura was pure and upright, and he was indeed a serious cultivator.

At this time, he was still drawing formations in a serious and serious manner.

Three sets of nineteen-pattern formations were drawn by him just like this.

And it seems that the ink painting can continue to be painted.

The examiners looked solemn.

The disciples of the four major sects were defeated, and now the pressure of this genius was unconsciously given to the examiners.

Time passed little by little, just like this, as expected, but almost unpredictable, the ink painting was painted one after another, all the way to the final "capping" formation.

Now, everyone's heart was hanging.

Capping, as the name suggests, is used to "cap", this evil boy can't possibly lift the top...

All the examiners looked at Master Wen, waiting for Master Wen to open the "capping" test questions.

This test question was set by Master Wen himself, and only Master Wen himself knew what the test question was.

Everyone present did not know in advance.

At the same time, they also regretted it.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have urged Master Wen last night. I would have asked him to choose carefully, the most difficult one."

"Who said to choose 'randomly'? Damn it, all the bad ideas..."

"How the hell could I have expected this to happen?"

An elder couldn't help but swear.

But now that things have come to this, it's useless to say these things.

Master Wen looked solemn and slowly opened the last test question.

This last "capping" test question was engraved on a jade-inlaid gold-capping jade slip, which was dignified, luxurious, and very grand.

And this capping jade slip is actually a "symbol" that has never been "opened" in almost all previous discussion meetings.

Today is the first time it has seen the light of day.

The examiners took a closer look at the jade slip with trepidation, and saw the test questions on it, and slowly let go of their hanging hearts.

"As expected of Master Wen, he is meticulous and thoughtful."

"Yes, fortunately Master Wen is checking..."

"This formation is a great choice."

"No sect in the entire Ganxuezhou world can teach this formation. This monster must have never learned it and cannot draw it..."

Everyone felt relieved.

And when this test question was sent to Mo Hua, he was indeed stunned.

This is a second-grade formation that he had never seen before. Mr. Xun had never taught him, and it was beyond his existing knowledge of formations.

Mo Hua's pen stopped.

This was the first time he stopped writing since the formation test.

This formation really stumped him, and he really couldn't draw it.

But he had encountered many tricky, strange, obscure and difficult formations, and he had a lot of experience.

Mo Hua began to carefully examine the formation diagram on the "capping" jade slip.

This is a second-grade formation that Master Wen carefully selected with "difficulty" as the standard for capping.

The spiritual consciousness required was at least 19 peaks.

In addition, the array patterns were very complex and the meaning was obscure.

The overall structure was also relatively unfamiliar, and it was very different from the existing orthodox array inheritance in the Ganxuezhou world—at least the inheritance school that could be passed on to disciples.

The array also contained some laws of spiritual power changes.

This even had a hint of "absolute array"...

Spiritual power changes, half-step absolute array...

Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly, and then his pupils became deep, and he began to analyze, deconstruct, and derive the array patterns, array hubs, and array eyes of this array one by one...

After a while, Mo Hua analyzed the essence of the change of spiritual power from the underlying structure of the capping formation bit by bit:

Spiritual power...

Reversal!