Asking About Longevity: Chapter 145 Threshold three updates

Chapter 145 Threshold (Third update)

Mo Hua chatted with An Xiaopang for a while, then Zhang Lan came to him and said he was leaving, and asked Mo Hua if he wanted to leave.

 Mo Hua said goodbye to An Xiaopang. An Xiaopang was a little reluctant to leave, so Mo Hua asked him to think more about what he wanted to do.

 In the end, people can only rely on themselves.

 An Xiaopang nodded solemnly.

Mo Hua and others left Anjia, but Zhang Lan and Situ Fang did not go back. Instead, they followed Mo Hua to Mo Hua's restaurant. They also spent spirit stones to buy a lot of wine and meat, saying they would take them back to eat.

Mo Hua opened the bed and saw a row of storage bags beside the bed. The storage bags were all full of jade bottles, and the jade bottles were full of demon blood!

 The first eight formation patterns were painted with ease and without any hindrance, but for the ninth formation pattern, before a few strokes were drawn, the ink painting felt that his spiritual consciousness was not enough.

 “Aren’t they all just one level away?”

Mr. Zhuang was quite emotional.

 The old man is speechless.

 “Why is there such a big difference?”

 In the next few days, Mo Hua practiced painting formations as usual.

Mo Hua taught his mother the spiritual food.

Mr. Zhuang said calmly: "The breakthrough in realm has released the shackles on his spiritual consciousness, and the limit of the growth of his spiritual consciousness has been relaxed. Now his spiritual consciousness is not enough. After ten days, he will practice the formation and his spiritual consciousness will be enhanced. , these nine formations are not difficult."

The ink paintings have long been remembered that they are rough, but they did n’t have enough consciousness before.

Sure enough, cultivating Taoism is still a matter of accumulation and success.

Now it seems that it is not that simple.

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows, "Nine formations are indeed a threshold for other monks, but Mo Hua, a kid who has practiced too many formations, this threshold is actually nothing to him."

"Nine paths." "What about your cultivation?"

Mo Hua smiled faintly.

But they have more spiritual stones, so let them go.

I don’t know how long it took, but my cultivation level reached a breakthrough.

Mo Hua was dumbfounded. When his consciousness was almost exhausted, he could only draw eight and a half formation patterns.

Liu Ruhua distributed some to Aunt Meng, Aunt Jiang and other neighbors, then kept some for herself, and made it again in the evening to let Mo Hua taste it.

Mo Hua remembered that he still had the Lingshan Lingshan from the Lingshan Building in his storage bag.

After Mo Hua returned home, he followed Mr. Zhuang's instructions seriously, calmed down and practiced the formations with peace of mind.

Mo Hua didn’t understand why Mr. Zhuang asked this.

He originally thought that even if he couldn't directly draw the formation of the nine formations, he could still draw a rough outline. If he had time to practice it a few more times, he would be almost there.

 “What’s going on?”

Zhang Lan didn’t like eating Lingshan. Situ Fang had tasted the beef from Mohuadai in the mountains before, so he never forgot it.

 It’s better to just keep drawing formations. Sometimes the stupidest way is the best way.

 Isn’t it said that there is a threshold between the eight formation patterns and the nine formation patterns? Where is the threshold?

Mo Hua put down his pen, held his chin, and began to think.

“From eight to nine formations, it seems like they are just the last step, but there is a huge gap. Some formation masters have been wandering here for a lifetime and are only one step away from reaching the top level. However, this step may not be taken in a lifetime.”

Mo Hua recalled carefully, but still couldn't remember where the threshold was.

Mr. Zhuang sighed inwardly and said: "How can the breakthrough from the fifth to the sixth level of Qi refining make up for the gap in spiritual consciousness between the eight and nine formations?"

Mo Hua frowned, then meditated, using meditation to restore his consciousness. He tried it several times, but the results were not satisfactory.

The ink painting was refreshed and inspired to continue painting.

 “I’ll tease him so he won’t be proud.”

Mr. Zhuang gave the ink painting a complicated look and asked, "How many formations did you draw?"

Mr. Zhuang saw through Mo Hua's thoughts and nodded his forehead. "How young are you? Why are you so anxious? Go back in peace and mind. Just paint more and practice more."

Logically speaking, as his realm improves, his spiritual consciousness will also increase a lot. Why can his spiritual consciousness only draw half a pattern more now?

 The mood of the ink painting is complex and difficult to describe.

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said: "Generally speaking, nine formation patterns are already the limit for a first-grade formation master."

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 Densely packed, more than a thousand bottles!

Mo Hua wants to use these more than a thousand bottles of demon blood to understand the nine formation patterns and cross the threshold to become a first-level formation master!

The old man said displeased: "Then you just talked so much nonsense?"

 First-grade golden armor array!

I don’t know what to say about ink painting.

Mo Hua ate it and nodded, then he felt that the taste was right.

One morning, Mo Hua was meditating and practicing. In a trance, he felt that his meridians were trembling.

He felt that the intensity of his spiritual consciousness had taken a step further, and the shackles that had vaguely restricted the growth of his spiritual consciousness were unknowingly released.

Mr. Zhuang said: "It can take as little as three or four days, or as much as half a month."

Ten days later, the ink painting came naturally, and the Golden Armor Formation was drawn. It felt like everything was ready and it would fall into place.

Mo Hua opened the "Thousand Formations Illustration" and found a formation.

“There is only one level left from the ninth level of Qi refining to the foundation building.”

Hua Lingshi invited Mo Hua to eat the spiritual meal, but he refused to eat it. Then he went to Mo Hua's house and spent Lingshi to buy meat!

 The old man was silent, and finally couldn't help but said: "You call this the threshold?"

Mo Hua was a little nervous. He would have to cross this threshold for the rest of his life.

“The completion of the nine formation patterns in one thought requires extremely high requirements for your brushwork in drawing the formation, your memory of the formation diagram, your understanding of the formation pivot, and the strength and control of your spiritual consciousness…”

But I’ve finally reached the sixth level of Qi refining!

 The spirit of ink painting is lifted.

 Their behavior makes Mo Hua very puzzling.

 Calm down the ink painting, spread out the paper, adjust the spiritual ink, dip the pen in the ink, and start to formally draw the first-grade golden armor formation.

Mr. Zhuang’s expression became playful and he smiled slightly and said:

 But Mo Hua frowned.

 Just like this, my spiritual consciousness will be stronger every day, and my formation pattern will be drawn a little more every day.

Ten days and half a month is enough. This is not a threshold, not even a stumbling block...

 After practicing for a while, I really feel that my spiritual consciousness has become stronger, and I can draw more strokes on the golden armor formation.

Now that Mo Hua has become a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining, his spiritual consciousness has improved a lot, and he can try to draw the nine-line formation.

 The two of them each bought a few kilograms of demon meat and said goodbye to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua immediately took out more spirit stones and absorbed them for cultivation.

"No way…"

 After Mo Hua said goodbye, the breeze in the bamboo room floated, and the puppet master appeared behind Mr. Zhuang and asked curiously:

 In the afternoon he went to Zhuju to find Mr. Zhuang.

 It doesn’t seem to be as difficult as Mr. Zhuang said.

This is what you need to learn in ink painting. The first formation contains nine formation patterns.

 “How long will it take him to cross the threshold?”

 “The sixth floor…”

Mo Hua nodded.

“So the gap between the eight formation patterns and the nine formation patterns is bigger than before?” Mo Hua asked.

If you put all your efforts into thinking about a breakthrough, you may not be able to achieve a breakthrough. If you practice without distraction, you will achieve a breakthrough.

Mr. Zhuang said this, and Mo Hua felt at ease.

 Chicken, duck, fish, and a lot more.

Mo Hua was a little confused and frowned even more.

 What is the agreed threshold...

 (End of this chapter)