Asking About Longevity: Chapter 35 All ready
Chapter 35 is ready
Sixteen days have passed since Mo Hua learned the Molten Formation.
Mo Hua got up early that day. The morning sun shone on the table, fresh and bright, without the heat of noon.
Ink Painting laid out the paper on the table, mixed the red ink, and then started to draw the molten fire array.
This is what Mo Hua has been doing every day for more than ten days.
But today is different from usual, ink painting has to officially draw a complete molten formation.
In the sea of consciousness last night, ink painting was able to draw the molten fire array on the remaining stele, which means that his spiritual consciousness was enough to support him to draw five array patterns.
The formation pattern of the molten fire formation has been practiced repeatedly and repaired in the refining furnace of the refining shop, and the ink painting has been thoroughly familiar.
Mo Hua painted carefully and cautiously. An hour later, when Mo Hua felt his consciousness stinging and gradually drying up, the last stroke of the molten formation was put down.
A little bit of spiritual power is injected into the ink painting, and the spiritual power slowly flows along the red formation, from the first stroke of the first formation to the last stroke of the fifth formation, and finally connects the entire formation. , and there were no obstacles during this period.
Succeeded!
Ink Hua let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if it had come naturally over time.
“The formation of five formations!”
At the third level of Qi refining, you can draw a five-line formation.
Mo Hua knows the cultivation level of the third level of normal Qi refining, and he can only draw three formation patterns at most. Those disciples from big families and sects have higher talents and better inheritance. At the same level, their formation level is probably better than mine.
But no matter how strong it is, it probably won’t be much stronger.
Mo Hua nodded.
And as long as you draw more, your spiritual consciousness will definitely become stronger and stronger, and it will be easier to learn the formation. It should only be a matter of time before you become a first-level formation master.
When you truly become a first-grade formation master, even if you just fail to pass the qualification and are just an ordinary formation master, you will be able to earn a lot of spiritual stones, and your parents will not have to work so hard.
Mo Hua couldn't help but feel happy when he thought about it.
Then the fatigue from practicing the formations repeatedly in the past few days came over him. Mo Hua fell on the bed and couldn't help but fall asleep.
Liu Ruhua entered the house with a few washed wild fruits and saw a formation that he had just finished painting on the table. Mo Hua fell on the bed and fell asleep, so he cleared the table for Mo Hua and placed it on Mo Hua's belly. He covered himself with a fur blanket and stared at the ink paintings for a long time.
Seeing that Mo Hua was sleeping soundly, eating something unknown in his dream, and glistening saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, Liu Ruhua couldn't help but laugh, wiped the corner of Mo Hua's mouth with his sleeve, and then stood up and left.
A few days later, Dazhu came to inform Mo Hua that the stove had been refined.
Dazhu is Master Chen’s eldest disciple. He is tall and strong, with a very honest smile.
Mo Hua followed Dazhu to Chen Ji's Weapon Refining Shop and saw a stove as tall as one person placed in the shop. It was simple but honest in shape, with three legs and a round belly.
The stove lid is left open, but it cannot be closed until the formation is drawn inside the stove.
"The stove has been forged. Little brother, please take a look and see if you are satisfied with it."
Ink painting circled around the stove, looked around, and touched it with his hand. It felt heavy and solid. One look showed that the materials used were very particular and the details were polished with great care.
Mo Hua nodded and praised: "As expected of Master Chen, this is the best spiritual weapon I have ever seen."
Of course, he himself has not seen many spiritual weapons.
Master Chen stroked his beard and said, "That's natural. Little brother, if you want something, I will make it the best for you."
“Thank you, Master Chen!”
Mo Hua said happily, and then took out a storage bag, "There are sixty spirit stones in it, which are paid for your hard work."
For twenty days of work, more than 100 spiritual stones were required. The ink painting was given a 50% discount and then a little more was given. Master Chen originally wanted to refuse, but he thought that the business of the weapon refining shop was not very good in the past few months, and disciples like Dazhu did not have enough to eat on weekdays, so he still accepted it, but said to Mo Hua:
"From now on, you come to me for refining weapons, and I will give you the lowest price in Tongxian City."
“Hmm, thank you, Master Chen!” Mo Hua said happily.
"However," Master Chen hesitated, "this stove needs to be painted with a formation before it can be used. Who do you want to find to draw this formation?"
Mo Hua patted his chest: "I'll draw it myself!"
Master Chen was both surprised and not that surprised.
The formations on the refining furnace of the refining shop were repaired with ink paintings. The process of the refining furnace, the alchemy furnace and the stove are similar, and the core formations are also similar, so there is no problem if you have to draw the ink paintings yourself.
but…
Master Chen persuaded him kindly: "There is a difference between cultivating the formation and drawing the formation. I heard that the formation method consumes more spiritual consciousness. Little brother, your cultivation level is not high, so your spiritual consciousness should not be enough. Don't force yourself to draw the formation." Fa, in the end it hurt the sea of consciousness.”
"Don't worry," Mo Hua said, "I know it well."
Master Chen said nothing more. He didn't know any more about formations than the young monk in front of him.
Since Ink Hua was not tall, Master Chen took apart the installed stove again, spread it out on the ground, and used Ink Hua to draw formations.
Several disciples of Dazhu also joined hands and then stood aside, stretching their necks and curiously looking at Mo Hua's formation. They don't often see monks painting formations, so they find them novel, not to mention the ink paintings drawn by formations are much smaller than theirs.
In ink painting, first use a pen dipped in water and try to draw formation patterns on the inner wall of the stove. This will allow you to get familiar with using the pen and get used to the feeling of actually drawing formations on a spiritual weapon.
Also envision in my mind the problems that will be encountered when actually drawing the formation.
Forewarned is forearmed, without prejudging the waste. More preparation in advance can greatly improve the success rate of the formation.
After preparation, Mo Hua spread out the molten array diagram, put it aside for reference, and then took out a pen and a small bottle of ink.
The color of the ink is bright red and thicker. It is said to be made from the blood of fire-type tiger monsters. Although the quality is only average, it is better than what I used before for ink painting. It is also within the financial affordability of ink painting and can be purchased. The best ink ever.
This small bottle of ink requires ten spirit stones, which is only enough to draw two molten formations, so you must be fully prepared to avoid failure.
Once it fails, just the wasted ink will be enough to make the ink painting feel distressed.
Mo Hua held his breath, calmed down, and then began to draw the formation. The face that was originally full of innocence and childishness in the ink painting gradually became serious, and a pair of black and white eyes were bright and sparkling, as if containing the brilliance of stars.
Master Chen and several disciples stood aside. Seeing Mo Hua's serious expression, they didn't dare to breathe for fear of disturbing him. Their expressions looked even more nervous than Mo Hua's.
The white and tender little hand of the ink painter holds the pen, moves his fingers and wrists flexibly, and drives the tip of the pen to roam on the furnace wall, drawing out vivid lines with speed, speed and order.
Although the people on the side could not understand the formation or the formation patterns, they were all fascinated when they saw the wonderful formation patterns that seemed to flow out from the tip of the pen.
I don’t know how long it took before Mo Hua stopped writing and breathed a long sigh of relief.
When several people saw this, they also breathed a sigh of relief for some unknown reason.
Master Chen hesitated and whispered: "Little brother, is this... the painting successful?"
A bright smile appeared again on Mo Hua’s serious face.
“Well, it worked!”
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