Chapter 378 Small Town

Mo Hua returned to his room and practiced the Reverse Spirit Formation for a while.

As expected, he felt that his spiritual consciousness was growing slower and not as fast as before.

"It seems that I need to find a more difficult formation to learn."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Then he practiced the formation for a while, and when his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, Mo Hua rested for a while, thought about it, and opened the storage bag again.

He didn't know what he would encounter in the next journey, so he wanted to count the things on him first.

First of all, the spiritual stones.

Mo Hua carried thousands of spiritual stones with him.

There were also thousands of spiritual stones, which were placed in the carriage and sealed with a formation, and Mr. Zhuang helped him watch them.

These spiritual stones were used by Mo Hua to build his foundation.

Some of them were earned by himself, some were saved by his parents, and some were given by Elder Yu.

At least before building the foundation, it should be enough.

In addition, there was a first-grade spiritual weapon, the Qianjun stick.

Mo Hua asked Master Chen to refine this Qianjun stick again. The texture is stronger. He also reinforced it with a layer of Qianjun Fuzhen, which is more handy for hitting people.

Mo Hua also has a Danyu hanging on his neck.

This was given to him by Mr. Feng. It has a faint warmth and can refresh and calm the mind.

Although Mr. Feng said that "the theory of merit is illusory."

But this Danyu seems to really carry the merit of Mr. Feng in curing diseases and saving people, and it has always exuded a warm luster.

Every time Mo Hua looks at it, he feels that it contains a lot of kindness.

In addition to Danyu, Mo Hua also has a demon hunting order hanging on his neck.

This demon hunting order was given to him by Elder Yu. Every demon hunter will have one.

But Mo Hua found that his one seemed a little different.

Other demon hunters will have a thin red bloodstain on the demon hunting order after killing the monster.

After Mo Hua killed Feng Xi by disintegrating the formation, a blood mark appeared on his demon hunting order.

But this blood mark was half a finger thick and light golden.

Mo Hua asked Elder Yu, who was also puzzled and said that he had never seen it before, and even the documents of demon hunters had never recorded it.

Light golden blood marks...

Mo Hua couldn't figure it out, so he ignored it for now.

Anyway, whether the blood mark on the demon hunting order was red or gold, it didn't matter, and there was no benefit at present. He would figure it out when he had time in the future.

Mo Hua also put the bronze waist badge of the Dao Ting Division in his storage bag.

According to Chief Zhou, he applied to the higher authorities and allocated a lot of merits, which were divided into this waist badge.

The killing of Feng Xi in Tongxian Town was a great achievement for the local Dao Ting Division.

In the later years of Chief Zhou's tenure, he got a great achievement that he didn't expect, and he was very happy.

This achievement was also thanks to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's identity is somewhat special. No one believed that he was a 13-year-old first-grade master array master. So Chief Zhou did not tell the Dao Tingsi about it, but secretly gave Mo Hua some more benefits.

These benefits are the merits in the bronze waist badge.

When Mo Hua goes out in the future, if he needs it, he can use the merits in the merit book to exchange for some spiritual stones or spiritual objects for emergency use.

As for how many merits there are and how many things he can exchange, he has not exchanged them yet, so he doesn't know yet, but he thinks it will not be less.

Mo Hua patted the waist badge and felt much more at ease.

In addition, the most important thing is the ring of the first-grade array master.

White jade inlaid with gold, simple and luxurious.

This ring is called Tianshu Ring, which is refined by the Tianshu Pavilion of the Dao Ting and issued to array masters who have passed the fixed grade.

The ring body is engraved with nine star patterns, and each star pattern has three star marks, symbolizing the nine grades of arrays, and each grade has three levels.

Mo Hua's Tianshu Ring now only has one star on it, which means that he has been recognized by the Tianshu Pavilion as a first-class formation master.

The Tianshu Ring is not only a certificate of the identity of a formation master, but also a small storage ring.

Like a storage bag, it can store things, but the space is small and can only hold some confidential and valuable things.

Mo Hua put the jade slip of Tianyan Jue and some rare formation diagrams in the Tianshu Ring, tied a rope, and hung it around his neck.

He originally wanted to wear it on his hand, but his hand was too small, so the Tianshu Ring could only be put on the thumb, like a ring.

Mo Hua was always afraid that it would fall off, so he had to string it with a rope and hang it around his neck.

Now he has three things hanging around his neck, but fortunately they are not heavy and not tiring to hang.

After counting the things, Mo Hua meditated and then started to draw the formation again.

Dinner was eaten at the inn. Everyone simply ordered a few dishes. They were not delicious, but not bad either. They were not as good as Mo Hua's own.

After dinner, everyone rested in the inn for one night, and they were going to set off again the next day.

Before setting off, Mo Hua hugged Da Bai's neck affectionately, patted its back, and said:

"You'll have to work hard again."

Da Bai "hummed" a few times and rubbed Mo Hua's little face with his head.

Mo Hua smiled happily.

The morning glow was all over the sky and sprinkled on the road.

The few people set out on their journey, went out of the city gate, and walked onto the main road.

After walking on the main road for a while, they passed a mountain road, with two mountains and overlapping peaks. There were few people on the road, and only the sound of horse hooves.

After walking for most of the day, they came across a small town.

Mo Hua looked up and saw the plaque of the town from afar:

Qianjia Town.

As far as the eye could see, the scene of the town was in full view.

There were many people in Qianjia Town, but they were obviously casual cultivators, and their clothes were stained with mud.

In the distance of the town, there was a large area of ​​connected spiritual fields.

Many monks were bending over, working in the spiritual fields.

Mo Hua heard from his father Mo Shan that there is a category of "spiritual planters" in monasticism, who make a living by cultivating various monastic crops or growing herbs.

Among them, those who farm are generally called "spiritual farmers".

These monks cultivating the spiritual fields should be the "spiritual farmers" his father Mo Shan mentioned.

The old man stopped the carriage.

Mr. Zhuang opened the curtains, glanced at the town, nodded and said:

"We're going to stay here for a while."

The three Mo Hua looked at each other, wondering why they were staying here.

Mo Hua remembered what Mr. Zhuang had said to him, his eyes brightened slightly, and he asked:

"Master, is there a Jue Formation in this town?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.

Mo Hua looked at the town again.

The houses are low and the bricks and stones are dilapidated. Many places have become somewhat dilapidated over the years. It is obvious that most of the monks are not living a good life.

There is an obviously magnificent mansion in the town, which should be the residence of the richest family in the area.

This is similar to the small town Mo Hua saw along the way.

If there is poverty, there will be wealth, and if there is wealth, there will naturally be poverty.

The houses in the town are all painted with formations, but most of them are very simple, with only a few formation patterns.

Even in that seemingly most affluent mansion, the formation used was something that Mo Hua could see through at a glance.

How could there be a desperate battle in such a small town?

Mo Hua couldn't understand, so he asked Mr. Zhuang:

"Master, how do you know that there is a Jue Zhen here?"

Mr. Zhuang said enigmatically: "You can see it."

Mo Hua searched for the root cause again and asked:

"How did you get it?"

He was very curious.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at the ink painting and said gently: "Take a guess."

Mo Hua frowned.

Mr. Zhuang asked himself to guess instead of being blinded, which meant that he also knew this method.

Mo Hua took another look at the town from a distance.

There are no obvious formation patterns, which means that Mr. Zhuang did not see the specific formation.

And it was a temporary stop while passing through this place.

This shows that Mr. Zhuang did not know that there was a critical formation here beforehand.

I saw something and made a temporary decision to stay here.

What did you see?

In other words, what did you sense?

When the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting is released, the world turns into white, and then the spiritual power of various colors appears one by one.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness sensed it for a while, then his eyes suddenly brightened and he tentatively said:

"Is it calculated by divine consciousness?"

Since the formation pattern cannot be seen, it is through the spiritual power of the formation that the formation pattern is deduced, thereby judging the strength of the spiritual consciousness of the formation pattern, and then concluding that there is a lost absolute formation here.

Mo Hua could faintly sense the spiritual power of some formations, which were far away. These spiritual powers were so vague that Mo Hua could not calculate them and could only guess based on intuition.

Mr. Zhuang nodded happily, "Not bad."

Then Mr. Zhuang patiently explained:

"The Jue Formation is different from ordinary formations. It is a more subtle, more essential, and higher-end application of spiritual power."

"The counter-spiritual formation is to reverse spiritual power, the grand formation is to accumulate spiritual power, and other absolute formations also have some unusual features."

"The world is changing, the sea is vicissitudes of life, the appearance of things is diverse, and they are changing again and again."

"Some desperate formations are therefore buried underground, or covered in dust at historical sites, or painted in the corner of an unknown town, operating silently and unknown to anyone..."

"You can't find any trace of the formation just by looking at it with your eyes."

"The eyes can deceive, but the consciousness cannot. Appearances can deceive, but the underlying spiritual power cannot."

"So we must use our spiritual sense to perceive, calculate in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, understand the formation, and recognize the operation of spiritual power to judge whether there is a lost formation hidden here..."

Mo Hua suddenly became enlightened and nodded repeatedly.

Divine perception, spiritual calculation, deduction of formation patterns, search for the ultimate formation...

Mr. Jingzhuang's ink painting suddenly became clear.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other in confusion.

They had no idea what Mo Hua and Mr. Zhuang were talking about...