Asking about longevity

Mr. Xun, who knew nothing about it, had no idea what he had done in front of Mo Hua...

And when he finished changing the permissions, he felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart.

But this tremor is very subtle and fleeting.

Mr. Xun was stunned for a moment, feeling very puzzled:

"I didn't do anything. Why do I suddenly feel a little restless..."

It's just a matter of changing the permissions for Mo Hua. It doesn't violate the sect's rules and ancestral teachings.

Besides, some of the sect rules and ancestral precepts were decided by me myself...

"Could it be that there are other reasons?"

When Mr. Xun thought about it again, everything was gone, as if the things that had passed away had already passed away.

What was stolen has been learned.

The cause has already formed the effect.

Mr. Xun frowned, pondered for a moment, confirmed again in his mind, and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

This should...have nothing to do with Taixu Sect...

Then I don’t care!

"As an old man, I can't care about the affairs of other sects..."

Mr. Xun felt at ease and stopped paying attention.

He turned his head and returned the Taixu Ling to Mo Hua, but was suddenly stunned.

Mo Hua's white and tender face was full of surprise, and her eyes were twinkling like stars in the sky.

Mr. Xun was stunned for a moment.

This kid...what has he figured out again?

But I didn’t teach him anything?

Just changing the permissions, what can he learn?

Mr. Xun frowned, puzzled.

"Taixu Ling, you put it away..."

Mr. Xun ordered.

Mo Hua came back to his senses, nodded quickly and said: "Yeah." Then he took the Taixu order and put it away with a smile on his face.

"This kid...why is he so happy?"

Mr. Xun was muttering in his heart.

The Taixu order was also changed, and those who should not have learned secretly were also learned. Mo Hua said goodbye and wanted to leave.

"By the way..." Mr. Xun suddenly thought of something again and asked, "You have a lot of merit, you seem to have saved a lot?"

When he had just modified the Taixu Order of the ink painting, he accidentally looked at it and found that there were more than a hundred merit points in it.

There are usually only a few meritorious tasks for entry.

It takes a long time to save more than a hundred points of merit.

I don’t know how many formations I drew, how many times I swept the steps, how many times I looked at the mountain gate...

Mo Hua couldn't help but nodded and said: "Yes, I have worked hard to save!"

During these days, the guilty cultivators captured or killed by his hands were all linked up with Daotingsi.

On Huangquan Road, a small team can also be formed.

As a result, I earned more than a thousand merit points!

He bought six pairs of second-grade sixteen-pattern formations, and he didn't even spend them all!

Mo Hua looked amazing.

Mr. Xun nodded slightly and praised:

"Not bad, keep up the good work!"

Mo Hua nodded and said: "Old sir, don't worry!"

…

Mo Hua said goodbye to Old Mr.

Modify permissions!

This is the second thunder pattern, the real application.

Mo Hua had previously deduced and included thunder patterns. Although he had accumulated a lot of them, he was still somewhat confused and did not know the principles and fundamental uses of the thunder patterns.

But now, kind-hearted Mr. Xun has pointed out the direction for him.

In his mind, he replayed the process of Mr. Xun's modification of the Taixu Order over and over again, and summarized the key points himself:

First, you must master the sub-thunder pattern.

It is not enough to simply accumulate the "Circular Thunder Pattern Library". It is also necessary to have a deep understanding and truly master the usage of the Minor Thunder Pattern.

My previous usage was just to guess and pick the thunder pattern to unseal and decrypt.

It's like saving up a bunch of "keys" and then trying your luck to open other people's locks.

Although this kind of "luck" is based on solid formation attainments and extremely complex use of divine thoughts, fusion of cunning and secrets, and calculations of heaven and earth.

But it's still a bit rough after all.

The technical content of the formation is a bit low.

But now, Mr. Xun has demonstrated a brand new method.

It is to control the secondary thunder patterns, reversely affect the indefinite magnetic patterns, change the fixed magnetic patterns, thereby reconstructing the underlying formation and tampering with the core authority.

It's like melting the key into "gold water" and modifying the formation as a "door lock" as you like.

This behavior is not like "opening the lock", but like "changing the lock".

Change other people's locks into the shape you want according to your own wishes.

After "unlocking", the underlying array pattern remains unchanged, and you still enter someone else's "home".

But after changing the lock, the underlying array pattern changed and the permissions changed.

It's hard to say who owns this "home" composed of the Yuan Magnetic Formation.

Who can enter and who cannot enter is entirely up to you...

The core of all this is the weak and obscure, but more essential connection between the magnetic patterns - the secondary thunder flow, also known as the "secondary thunder pattern".

The second is the magnetic pattern shape.

To change the magnetic pattern from the thunder pattern, you need to learn various meta-magnetic formations and master the combination of various fixed magnetic patterns and indefinite magnetic patterns.

In this way, in the future, when I can use the Thunder Pattern to change the Yuan Magnetic Formation, I will know how to change it, what it will look like, and what the effect will be...

The third is the Yuan Magnetic Array Pivot.

However, Mo Hua still doesn't quite understand the issue of Yuanci Array Hub.

The Yuan Magnetic Formation he learned did not involve the formation pivot, and he didn't quite understand how to apply it.

However, based on Mr. Xun's few words of guidance before, Mo Hua speculated that all large-scale metamagnetic formations and each metamagnetic terminal are controlled layer by layer by the formation pivot.

The core of authority also relies on the formation hub.

The unsealing and decryption of the inherited jade slips are all based on a single magnetic formation and do not involve the control of the formation hub.

But more complex formations such as the Shuanling Order and the Taixu Order are different.

However, these formations are all above the seventeenth line.

Mo Hua can only wait until his spiritual consciousness is strong enough in the future to learn the relevant formations, and then slowly comprehend...

…

Mo Hua summarized it in his mind.

From secondary thunder patterns, to double regular magnetic patterns, and then to the thunder magnetic layer array hub.

This is what Mr. Xun, who has "good intentions", personally demonstrated to himself, starting from the sub-thunder pattern, with clear layers, rigorous structure, and step-by-step process of understanding and applying the thunder magnetic formation.

Mo Hua silently thanked Mr. Xun, and then made plans for his study of the Yuan Magnetic Formation:

The next thing to do is to learn more about the Yuan Magnetic Array, accumulate more secondary thunder patterns, and then make a preliminary attempt to use secondary thunder patterns to tamper with the magnetic patterns.

When your spiritual consciousness becomes stronger, you can learn more advanced magnetic formations with seventeen lines and above.

Then learn the metamagnetic complex array including the array pivot structure.

When the magnetic pattern is thoroughly familiar to the chest and the formation pivot is clear to the heart, the use of the thunder pattern can be used like an arm...

Finally, step by step, we will understand and control the thunder and magnetic formation that is truly used in the sect's merit system!

Become the "shadow" of the Yuanmai dense pattern, the circulation of secondary thunder, steal the secrets, and control the "master" of the thunder.

Once he can crack the formation, his "authority" will dominate the formation hub level of all formations.

The secrets of the entire Qianxue State Sect are within his control.

Mo Hua was looking forward to it happily.

But now I can only think about it first.

He has just built the foundation now and has just learned the Beacon Fire Yuan Magnetic Array with the sixteen lines. He is still far away from this goal...

The food must be eaten one bite at a time, and the formations must be learned one by one.

The enhancement of spiritual consciousness does not happen overnight.

Mo Hua calmed down and continued to study the formations as before, deducing and recording the "Second Thunder Patterns".

But with a framework in my mind, when I started learning again, I was no longer as ignorant as before, and my feelings about the thunder pattern became deeper.

A series of thunder patterns also seemed to come to life, and had a subtle resonance with the ink paintings...

The ink painting seems to be able to feel the obscure laws of the great road in these complicated secondary thunder patterns and the accompanying weak magnetic currents.

They seem to be slowly integrating with their own spiritual thoughts...

Profound and mysterious.

However, due to the intensity of spiritual consciousness, this process is still relatively slow.

Mo Hua deeply felt that his spiritual consciousness was still not strong enough...

Many of the things he wanted to learn, he simply couldn't learn yet.

Sixteen lines of divine consciousness.

Although compared to monks of the same class and level, his spiritual consciousness is already far ahead.

But when it comes to esoteric spiritual calculations and high-end understanding of formations, even if the sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness have changed in quality, they still seem to be stretched thin.

His current spiritual consciousness is not enough to support him to study more advanced formation knowledge.

But the spiritual consciousness grows, like a trickle that merges into a river, bit by bit, and there is no rush.

Mo Hua sighed.

Without "extra meals", he could only be patient, learn the formations silently, and slowly hone his spiritual consciousness...

…

About half a month later, at night, it was ten o'clock.

Mo Hua lay on the table, finished today's homework, learned several Bagua formations, and was about to enter the sea of ​​consciousness, simulate the Yuanmai formation, and deduce the secondary thunder pattern, when he suddenly looked startled.

He sensed something strange happening next door.

It was a vague, cold, and strange feeling.

It seems that there is a strange cause and effect, secretly growing, ferocious evil spirits, drooling, hanging upside down from the roof...

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

Chinese chives!

It’s grown out!

He stood up immediately, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he met Wen Renwei.

Wen Renwei was tall and stood at his door with a solemn expression and a bit of hesitation, as if hesitating whether to disturb Mo Hua or not.

When he saw the ink painting coming out, he was a little surprised, and then he cupped his hands and said:

"Little Master Mo, Master Yu, he seems to be having a nightmare again..."

Mo Hua nodded and emphasized again:

"I'm not from a noble family, so there's no need to call me Young Master."

Wen Renwei nodded and said, "Yes."

But he had a solemn look on his face, obviously saying, I promise, I promise, but the etiquette is here, and he will not change his words.

Mo Hua had no choice but to go see Yu'er first.

Yu'er's room was decorated comfortably and warmly, separated by a screen, and Wen Renwei lived outside.

Yu'er lived in it, with a plain and soft bed, a plush blanket, surrounded by mountains and river screens, and a soothing incense burner.

The surrounding scenery, to the naked eye, is elegant and quiet.

But Yu'er on the bed was frowning and struggling wildly with her little hands and feet, as if she was in panic.

Wen Renwei looked worried, only vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he had no idea what was going on.

Mo Hua looked up, his pupils suddenly darkened, and he saw the texture of cause and effect in the void. Thick black water seeped out from the roof. The arms and claws of the demons, like "leeks", emerged from the gaps in the void. In, "grew" out...

Mo Hua couldn't help but licked his lips and said to Wen Renwei:

"Uncle Wei, you can rest outside for a while, I'll watch from here."

Wen Renwei was slightly startled and said worriedly:

"Little Master Mo, this..."

"It's fine."

Mo Hua smiled, then picked up the futon and sat next to Yu'er, standing between Yu'er and the demon. He looked relaxed and calm, even a little...

expect?

It's like waiting for "the food" to be served when eating at a banquet...

Wen Renwei frowned, hesitated for a moment, cupped his hands and said:

"Then I have to thank Mr. Mo."

After that, Wen Renwei came outside, his eyes steady and alert to his surroundings. At the same time, he also had a hint of consciousness and paid attention to the ink paintings.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The matter of Master Yu was very strange. He had only heard about it but had never actually seen it.

But today he saw with his own eyes that Master Yu was having nightmares and seemed to be haunted by evil spirits.

But as far as he could see and scan with his spiritual consciousness, he still couldn't detect anything.

It seems to be a spiral of cause and effect, a matter of reality and reality.

Even with his level of cultivation, he couldn't even see any clues...

But he knew that this young master named Mo had indeed "seen" something just now.

What on earth is this thing, so weird and evil...

A monk at the peak of the Golden Core Stage cannot see it, but a young monk at the Foundation Establishment stage can see it...

Wen Renwei's eyes were solemn and confused.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

Wen Renwei vaguely felt that there seemed to be something very angry and malicious, setting off gusts of evil wind.

Then there was a trance.

The young master named Mo turned pale, his face gloomy, and he slowly closed his eyes.

It was as if he was using his body as a shield to resist some "evil spirit" for Master Yu.

Wen Renwei's heart trembled, and he looked at Mo Hua with a hint of respect.

It is really rare for such an older child to have such a chivalrous mind of "sacrifice oneself for others"...

…

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua opened his eyes.

The view remains the same as before.

Black water filled the air, deformed monsters, ugly grins, absurd and evil, just like purgatory.

The demons and ghosts all showed greedy looks when they saw the incarnation of the ink painting's spiritual thoughts, so "young" and so "innocent".

In their eyes, ink paintings are just an "appetizer".

But soon, the ink painting made them understand.

Who is the "appetizer"?

Mo Hua smiled coldly, and with a stroke of his finger, like a ruthless judge, with a wave of his iron pen, he sentenced these monsters and brats to life and death.

A magnificent formation appeared.

On the ground, bright red formations are scattered across the ground, and magma flows.

The surrounding mountains and rocks are rugged and turned into a cage.

The formation turned into raging fire, trapping, burning, killing and refining these monsters alive.

Then Mo Hua opened his small mouth and swallowed these monsters wholeheartedly.

After swallowing it, Mo Hua smacked his lips, still not satisfied, and then rummaged around for a long time, looking disappointed.

He saw that the black water was spreading and the evil spirit was very strong, and he thought that there would be ram's horns or some kind of horns hidden in it.

I can still drink the golden spiritual "bone marrow".

Unfortunately not.

A low-level demon who only fills his stomach to satisfy his hunger.

"I don't know when the ram's horn worship will come..."

Mo Hua shook his head, exited the sea of ​​consciousness, and opened his eyes. The gloom on his face was swept away, and the paleness faded away, turning red.

And those eyes are even more energetic and full of consciousness.

Wen Renwei, who had been paying attention to him, looked startled and slightly shocked.

"In the end what happened?"

He had been paying attention to the ink paintings. In his eyes, the little Mr. Mo was originally pale, and there was a gloomy air on the Yintang, but it didn't take long for it to dissipate like Tang Woxue.

Wen Renwei was a little distracted.

Could it be that... this young master is really invulnerable to all evil and blessed with great fortune?

As the eldest lady said, he is Master Yu's lucky person?

Mo Hua glanced at Yu'er and saw that he had no fear and was sleeping soundly, so he tucked him in, stood up and left, walked to Wen Renwei and said:

"Uncle Wei, it should be fine. I'll go back first."

Wen Renwei couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, he raised his hands and said solemnly:

"Young Master Mo, you've got your work cut out for you."

When Mo Hua left, Wen Renwei suddenly called him and after a moment of silence he said:

"Little Master Mo, if you have anything to do, just give me your orders."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse Wen Renwei's kindness and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Uncle Wei."

…

After returning to the room, Mo Hua continued to meditate.

Because I have eaten too much, I need to "eat".

So he meditated and guarded his mind, abandoning evil thoughts. The strands of demonic thoughts were gradually absorbed by him and completely refined.

Mo Hua's consciousness has also been significantly enhanced.

Probably worth a month of formation training...

Although it is still far away from the seventeenth pattern, the spiritual thoughts obtained by this "unexpected joy" are also quite objective...

"It would be nice if I could have something to eat every day..."

Mo Hua couldn't help but think.

Then he shook his head again, feeling a little greedy.

It’s good to have one meal once in a while, but how can you eat it every day?

The demon is not really a "leek".

Even "leeks" cannot grow so fast just one crop a day.

Mo Hua continued to meditate, practice quietly, and meditate, but as he thought about it, the scene when the monster appeared came to mind again.

The texture of nothingness, the chain of cause and effect, the thick black water...

Mo Hua frowned and muttered: "I don't know who ordered these monsters, and how they were sent to Yu'er through the chain of cause and effect..."

Mo Hua thought for a while, his eyes suddenly brightened.

If you know how to control demons, can you think of a way...

Remote control to let them ‘give’ more?

"Don't even let these demons go to Yu'er again."

"Yu'er is a little kid who is frightened every day and can't sleep. It's quite pitiful."

"Just let them come to me..."

"I don't have to sleep, I can always play with them..."

The abacus in Mo Hua's mind made a "clang" sound.

He silently wrote down this matter, thinking that when he had time in the future, he must understand the cause and effect method, and then find a way to change his "address".

Monsters and monsters are very dangerous, so you can’t always let your neighbors collect them.

It's so convenient to have it delivered directly to your door, in one step, and put it in your own home...

Mo Hua nodded, feeling that his needs were reasonable.

…

And a moment ago, there was a forbidden area in the back mountain of Taixu Gate.

Among the dense sword tombs all over the mountain.

An old man with a skinny body and a long beard opened his eyes.

Like the first judgment of chaos, Taixu circulated, and a very sharp sword light burst out in the old man's eyes, containing supreme momentum.

"Who dares to show up in Taixu?"

With a twist of his fingers, he tried to trace the source of the secret, followed the effect to deduce the cause, and cut off evil spirits with his sword.

But as soon as he deduced it, he frowned.

"Gone……"

"Disappeared……"

"Was it...'eaten' by something?"

The old man was a little surprised.

"When did I, Taixu Sect, raise a 'divine beast' that eats evil spirits?"