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.

Fatty An nodded solemnly.

Mo Hua and others left the An family, 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.

Their behavior makes Mo Hua very puzzled.

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 Hua Lingshi bought meat for him!

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

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

Zhang Lan didn't like to eat spiritual food, but Situ Fang had tasted the beef from Mohuadai in the mountains before, so he never forgot it.

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

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

Chicken, duck, fish, and a lot more.

Mo Hua taught his mother the spiritual food.

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

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

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

One morning, while Mo Hua was meditating, he felt his meridians tremble in a trance.

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

I don’t know how long it took before my cultivation reached a breakthrough.

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

If you think about a breakthrough with all your heart, you may not be able to achieve a breakthrough. If you practice without distraction, you will achieve a breakthrough.

Sure enough, cultivating Taoism is something that happens over time and gradually.

But I finally reached the sixth level of Qi refining!

The spirit of Mo Hua was lifted up.

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.

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

Densely packed, more than a thousand bottles!

Mo Hua wants to borrow 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!

Mo Hua opened the "Illustrated Book of Thousand Formations" and found a formation.

First-grade golden armor formation!

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

I have long memorized the ink painting of formation patterns, but I just didn't have enough spiritual consciousness before to draw it.

Now that Mo Hua has become a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining, his spiritual consciousness has been greatly enhanced, and he can try to draw the nine lines formation.

The ink painting was done calmly, the paper was spread out, the spiritual ink was adjusted, the pen was dipped in the ink, and the formal painting of the First Grade Golden Armor Formation began.

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

"No way..."

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

"Why is there such a big difference?"

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

It stands to reason that as his realm improves, his spiritual consciousness will also be enhanced accordingly. Why can his spiritual consciousness only draw half a pattern more now?

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.

Now it seems that it is not that simple.

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

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

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

"Nine paths."

"What about your cultivation?"

"Sixth floor..."

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

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?"

"Isn't it all just one level away?"

"There is only one level left between the ninth level of Qi refining and the foundation building."

Mo Hua smiled faintly.

Mr. Zhuang said patiently: "In each great realm, the closer you get to the end, the slower your cultivation and spiritual awareness will improve, and the wider the gap between realms will be."

"So, is the gap between the eight formation patterns and the nine formation patterns larger than before?" Mo Hua asked.

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

"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..."

"The eight formation patterns to the nine formation patterns seem to be just the last step, but there is a huge gap. Some formation masters have been patrolling 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."

Mr. Zhuang was quite emotional.

Mo Hua was a little nervous. He wouldn't have to cross this threshold for the rest of his life.

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

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

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

Mo Hua nodded.

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

"How long will it take him to reach this threshold?"

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

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

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

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 old man was speechless.

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows, "The nine formation patterns 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."

The old man said displeased: "Then you were talking so much nonsense just now?"

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

"I just teased him and told him not to be proud."

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

After practicing for a while, I really feel that my spiritual consciousness has become stronger, and I can draw more strokes on the patterns of the Golden Armor Formation.

The ink painting was refreshed and encouraged to continue painting.

In this way, your spiritual consciousness will be stronger every day, and your formation pattern will be drawn a little more every day.

Ten days later, the ink painting came naturally, and the Golden Armor Formation was drawn, and it felt like everything was ready and natural.

But Mo Hua frowned.

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

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

"What's going on?"

Mo Hua was a little confused and frowned even more tightly.

What's the agreed threshold...

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