Chapter 95 Ling Mo (Eight Updates)

"Spiritual awareness is limited.

Mr. Zhuang's words made Mo Hua feel that they made sense.

Since that was the case, Mo Hua would not dwell on it. After all, as his realm improved, his spiritual awareness would naturally improve. Everything would come naturally. He would just concentrate on practicing. There was no rush.

The most important thing at the moment was to learn more formations.

The bottleneck of the "Tian Yan Jue" technique was the puzzle formation. To solve the puzzle formation, one had to learn the complex formation. Mo Hua had only learned a small part of the "Thousand Formation Atlas" given by Mr. Zhuang. With his current experience in formations, it was far from enough.

If you can't solve the puzzle formation, you can't break through the bottleneck. If you can't break through the bottleneck, your realm will stop. Once your realm stops, your path of cultivation will end.

So in addition to routine cultivation, Mo Hua put all his thoughts on the formation.

When he went to sleep at night, he practiced the formation on the broken monument in the sea of ​​consciousness; when he woke up during the day, he drew the formation on paper; occasionally, when someone's formation failed, they would come to ask Mo Hua for help.

When Master Chen's refining business needed something, such as repairing the refining furnace, adding formations to spiritual tools, etc., he would ask Mo Hua to take a look. Occasionally, Mr. Feng would introduce some cultivators and ask them to come to Mo Hua to draw formations.

Some would give Mo Hua some spiritual stones as a reward, and some families were really in financial difficulties, so they could only give some vegetables and fruits grown by themselves, or candy figures and toys sold in the market with apologetics.

Mo Hua knew that the life of a casual cultivator was not easy, so he only collected some spiritual stones symbolically, and occasionally got some food, He was also quite happy with the drinks and the fun.

Mo Hua's original intention was to apply what he had learned and practice the formation, so he didn't care much about these things.

This also led to the fact that from then on, every time Mo Hua went shopping, the uncles, aunts, and uncles who had been helped by Mo Hua would give Mo Hua some things. Like wild fruits picked from the mountains, steamed rice cakes made at home, grasshoppers woven from bamboo, sachets for calming the mind, and even rouge and handkerchiefs for female practitioners...

When Mo Hua wanted to give them spirit stones, they said no, and if Mo Hua didn't accept them, they would be very unhappy.

In this way, Mo Hua didn't spend a single spirit stone, walked from the beginning to the end of the street, and the things he got couldn't fit into his storage bag. He was like a little dandy who ate and drank for free, which made him a little bit laughable.

After a while, Mo Hua discovered an extremely serious problem:

He had no spirit stones to buy spirit ink!

Since Liu Ruhua opened a restaurant, Mo Hua's situation has improved a lot.

The spirit stones that Mo Hua used for daily practice were given by his parents. Mo Hua didn't want them at first, But Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua refused to agree. They said that Mo Hua was still young and it was not time for him to be self-reliant.

Mo Hua would earn some spirit stones by drawing formations. Mo Hua used these spirit stones to buy pens and ink to practice formations. Occasionally, he could spend one or two spirit stones to buy some delicious food to satisfy his cravings.

Overall, Mo Hua's income and expenditure of spirit stones were relatively balanced, and he occasionally had some surplus.

Although the surplus was not much...

However, since Mo Hua's cultivation level improved, his spiritual awareness gradually strengthened, and the formations he drew became more complicated. In addition, due to the "Tian Yan Jue", 》The effect of the spiritual control is stronger, and the formation is drawn faster and faster.

The faster the formation is drawn, the more formations are drawn every day. The more formations are drawn, the stronger the spiritual consciousness is. The stronger the spiritual consciousness is, the more complex the formation is. Although the formation is complex, Mo Hua still draws faster and faster, resulting in more and more formations being drawn...

Dao Monument, Tianyan Jue, Meditation Technique...

This originally virtuous cycle has led to a vicious result:

Mo Hua's spiritual ink is used like water, and the spiritual stones are naturally spent like flowing water.

Until one day, Mo Hua found that his spiritual ink was used up, and the spiritual stones were also used up, and then he realized the seriousness of the problem.

Mo Hua, who was penniless, was a little distressed, "What should I do?"

Ask my parents?

Mo Hua shook his head. He wanted his parents to spend more spiritual stones to practice, so that his parents would have a higher level of cultivation and a longer life. If he asked, his parents would definitely give him all the spiritual stones.

When drawing the formation, collect more spiritual stones?

Mo Hua also felt bad. His neighbors were all casual cultivators, and they were already poor and didn't have many spiritual stones. Moreover, he had actually received a lot of favors from everyone, so it was not okay to collect more spiritual stones.

What about mixing spiritual ink by himself?

Mo Hua didn't know the formula and method of mixing spiritual ink. Moreover, even if he mixed it by himself, he still needed raw materials, and Mo Hua had no place to get raw materials.

Mo Hua thought about this problem for two days, but still had no good solution.

That afternoon, Liu Ruhua frowned and said, "Xiao Hu was injured when he went up the mountain to hunt monsters. I heard that the injury was not light. You can send these things over for mother to see how Xiao Hu's injury is."

Mo Hua's heart jumped, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, mother, I'll go now!"

When Mo Hua arrived at the Meng family, Da Hu and Shuang Hu were taking care of Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face pale, and there was a bloody claw mark on his back, and blood kept oozing out.

Seeing Mo Hua, Da Hu and Shuang Hu's eyes lit up, and then their faces became lost again.

This was the first time Mo Hua had seen Da Hu and his men in two months.

Being a demon hunter is not an easy job. Demon beasts of the same realm are much stronger than cultivators, because demon beasts have unique physical talents, strong blood, sharp reactions and agile movements. The demon power of demon beasts either carries the power of the five elements or carries innate poison, which is very tricky.

Once you become a demon hunter, it means hard work day and night and the danger of life and death.

Many powerful demon hunters were swallowed by demon beasts just because of carelessness. Even the most powerful demon hunters often have to act together and take care of each other when facing demon beasts. They cannot be careless.

Dahu and his friends are still novices. They have just started to hunt demons. They have a lot to learn, which is naturally more dangerous.

Although Dahu and his friends are already the best among the casual cultivators of the same age, they learn very quickly in both cultivation and Taoism, but once they really start hunting demon beasts, they still can't adapt quickly.

In the past two months, they have been staying in the mountains, learning to be familiar with the environment, recognizing demon beasts, and trying to fight with them. In the process of fighting with demon beasts, they must concentrate. If they are not careful, they will be injured, and in serious cases, they may even lose their lives.

A 17-year-old young cultivator went into the mountains with them. When he encountered a demon beast, he panicked for a while and was bitten on the neck by the demon beast. He died of excessive blood loss.

This is what Da Hu said to Mo Hua before, and Mo Hua also deeply realized the weight of the three words "Monster Hunter". Now, Xiao Hu, who has played with Mo Hua since childhood, also has a bloody wound on his back.

"Has Mr. Feng come to see it?"

Mo Hua looked at the pale Xiao Hu and felt a little sad.

"Mr. Feng has seen it, mixed herbs and applied them to the wound, and Xiao Hu also took the pills." Shuang Hu's eyes were red.

"What happened?" Mo Hua couldn't help asking.