Chapter 40 Plan

Yan Jiaoxi stared at the ink-painted test paper, thought for a moment, and then marked the word "A" on the test paper.

Yan Jiaoxi continued to correct the formations of other disciples. After a while, he remembered something and took out the previous test paper. The other disciples who got "B" grade were all mentioned as "A" grade.

In this way, Mo Hua is not the only disciple who has received the "A" grade.

After finishing the correction, Yan Jiaoxi sat in front of his desk and thought for a long time, murmuring:

"I probably can't stay here any longer at Tongxian Sect..."

The formation test paper was handed out. Mo Hua saw the word "A" on it and nodded, but he was curious in his heart, could other disciples in the Qi refining stage really draw the water-fixing formation...

This is the formation of six formations.

Mo Hua inquired specifically and heard that some disciples had also obtained the first grade. He was surprised and said with emotion:

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Your own formation level is not enough, so you must not be complacent!"

But what Mo Hua didn't know was that his "A" was a little different from other people's "A".

His "A" is a real "A", and the "A" that others get is actually the result of Yan Jiaoxi's infusion...

After that, Mo Hua plans to continue to practice at Tongxian Sect, learn formation techniques, and then consider choosing a technique after a while. But half a month later, he heard something extremely outrageous:

"Yan Jiaoxi is leaving Tongxian Sect. From now on, the outer sect of Tongxian Sect will no longer teach formations..."

Mo Hua stood stunned on the spot.

There is nothing left to learn about the formation...

Mo Hua went to see Yan Jiaoxi. Yan Jiaoxi looked at Mo Hua with a complicated expression and said nothing, but told Mo Hua to go back first and come back to him in a few days.

After Mo Hua left, Yan Jiaoxi went to see Mo Guanshi.

"I'm entrusting you with this matter. Do you have any news?"

Manager Mo handed Yan Jiaoxi a letter, "The person you are looking for is no longer in Tongxian City. Here are his clues, but I can't guarantee whether they are true or not."

"Thank you very much."

Manager Mo hesitated for a moment, then said, "Are you really planning to leave Tongxian Sect?"

"Not only Tongxian Sect, I will also leave Tongxian City."

"Then will you come back in the future?"

"It's hard to say," Yan Jiaoxi smiled bitterly, "Like you said, just let it go."

Guanshi Mo had words of persuasion on his lips, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything. He knew he couldn't persuade her.

"So, where is that boy Mo Hua? What are you going to do?" Mo Guanshi said, "If you are not here, no one in Tongxian Sect can teach him..."

"I have my own plan, Mo Hua's talent for formation..."

Pretty scary...

Yan Jiaoxi said silently in his heart, but he didn't say it clearly. He just said: "...The talent is pretty good, but it's a pity that he can't learn the formation. At least I have a friendship with him as a teacher and a disciple. I will find a way to deal with what happens next. "

Manager Mo nodded and looked at the senior brother in front of him. He wondered if he would see her again after this farewell. He was full of words and didn't know where to start.

The life of a monk is long, and the separation is even longer.

In the end, they were speechless, so they had to replace the wine with tea, and the two drank a cup together.

"Take care!" Mo Guanshi said.

"treasure!"

Yan Jiaoxi nodded, and under Mo Guanshi's eyes, he left Youyuanzhai and disappeared into the bustling and noisy streets.

If you can't teach the formation, there is no point in staying at the outer gate of Tongxian Sect. What's more, Yan Jiaoxi has always kept the matter of the Lingshu Formation in his heart and will not give up.

Before leaving Tongxian City, the last thing Yan Jiaoxi had to do was to find a formation master for Mo Hua.

He prepared some fine wine and tea, and knocked on the door of a cave in North Street of Tongxian City.

This cave is one of the largest caves on the street. It is luxurious and magnificent.

The owner of the cave is one of the only two first-level formation masters in Tongxian City. His surname is Luo, and most monks respectfully call him Master Luo.

Yan Jiaoxi offered a tea ceremony to express his intention.

Master Luo had a good relationship with Yan Jiaoxi. Hearing this, he was puzzled and said: "This boy is really so talented that he actually asked Brother Yan to come to him personally."

Yan Jiaoxi showed the "Open Fire Formation" drawn by Mo Hua to Master Luo, "This is the formation he drew when he was refining the third level of Qi."

He didn't take out the "Dingshui Formation" with five and a half patterns drawn by Mo Hua because he didn't want to be too ostentatious.

And generally speaking, at the third level of Qi Refining, if you can draw three formations, your formation ability is considered outstanding.

Master Luo's eyes lit up and he nodded: "It's indeed good!"

Master Luo looked at the Minghuo Formation diagram and asked, "I wonder which family he is a descendant of? The Qian family? The An family or the Chen family?"

Yan Jiaoxi was silent for a while and said: "Not from a family background, just a casual cultivator."

Master Luo stopped talking, and the interest in his eyes faded a lot.

Yan Jiaoxi probed: "Master, what worries do you have?"

"Rogue cultivators are hard to teach..." Master Luo said.

"Brother Luo..."

Master Luo waved his hand and said: "Brother Yan, I understand everything you said, but you should know how troublesome it is to accept a casual cultivator as an apprentice."

"This kid, Mo Hua, is young, but he is well-behaved, sensible, hard-working, and very talented in formations. As long as Brother Luo can give him a little help, his future in formations will be limitless." Yan Jiaoxi said sincerely.

"That's not the case." Master Luo sighed and said:

"Not to mention how talented and understanding this child is, can he afford to be a disciple of Shu Xiu alone?"

Master Luo stood up and walked slowly, "It's not that I covet these tuition fees, but there are always rules for becoming a disciple. I have so many disciples, and each disciple pays a high tuition fee. If he can't afford it or pays too little, how can I explain it to the other disciples? Even if they dare not say anything, they must have resentment in their hearts, thinking that I am biased and can't treat everyone equally."

"Not only the tuition fee for becoming a disciple, but also the pens, ink, paper and inkstone for learning formations, which one doesn't cost spirit stones? The family assets of casual cultivators, Can he support it?"

"And even if he learns and becomes a formation master in the future, he still has only two ways to go: one is to rely on the family, and the other is to rely on the sect. If he does not rely on it, then it will be difficult for him to practice and learn the formation. If he relies on it, it is equivalent to selling himself. His name, origin and parents are all lost. He is helpless. How can he have me as a master in his eyes? "

"So no matter what, whether I accept him as an apprentice or a disciple, it will not benefit me at all."

Master Luo finished speaking and sat down to drink a sip of tea.

Jiao Xi Yan was also silent. He understood what Master Luo said and had no way to refute it. Originally, he just thought that Mo Hua had an excellent talent. In view of this, Master Luo would consider it. Now it seems that he still thinks things are too simple.

It is not unreasonable that there are no formation masters for casual practitioners...

Jiao Xi Yan looked lost.

Master Luo sighed upon seeing this, and said in a gentle tone: "If he has a family background, even if it is only a side branch or a branch, I can accept him, but it is different for casual cultivators. There are too many concerns, and I don't have the energy..."

"It's too difficult for casual cultivators to become formation masters!" Master Luo sighed.

Instructor Yan wanted to fight for it again, so he said: "This child Mo Hua has a unique talent for formation..." As he said that, he wanted to take out the "Fixing Water Formation" with five and a half formation patterns drawn by Mo Hua.

But when he got half of it, he heard Master Luo say: "Don't say he can draw three formation patterns. Even if he can draw four or five formation patterns at the third level of Qi Refining, I won't accept him."

Instructor Yan's hand stopped, and he had no choice but to put the formation back.

"Brother Luo, is there really no other way?"

"Brother Yan, you can come here anytime to discuss the Dao, but there is no room for negotiation on this matter."

"Brother Luo..." Teacher Yan had nothing to say, and could only sigh: "Don't regret it in the future."

"Many cultivators have said this to me, but Luo has never regretted it until now!"

The two of them were silent, and Master Luo served tea to see them off.

Teacher Yan sighed, looking disappointed, and also stood up to say goodbye.

After Master Yan left, Master Luo sat in the room. A disciple poured tea for Master Luo and asked in a low voice: "Master, if you can really draw a bright fire array at the third level of Qi Refining, then this talent is really amazing."

"Yes," Master Luo picked up the tea, took a sip, and said: "But high talent, so what? Cultivation is not just about talent. How many people were amazing when they were young, but in the end, they were just mediocre? Spirit stones, inheritance, family background, each of these is very important. Without these, talent is just a rootless plant, and it will wither sooner or later."

"But, If Master gives him some advice, he will more or less accept Master's kindness..."

Master Luo shook his head, "You think too simply of human nature. The casual cultivators are born in poverty, and their minds are often extreme. If they are not careful, they will easily bear grudges. There are too many such cases of favors being paid in exchange for hatred. At that time, not only will there be no gratitude, but hatred will be held. Why should I wade into such muddy waters?"

"Master is right, but it is a pity for such talent."

"It is a pity," Master Luo put down the teacup and sighed, "but this is fate, and it cannot be forced."