Chapter 8 An Xiaofu


    "Young Master An?"


    The fat man with gorgeous clothes is the eldest son of An family in Tongxian City. His name is An Xiaofu. Maybe his father didn''t have much expectations for him, so Xiaofu was at ease, so he gave this name.


    However, because he is rich, his fellow disciples also call him An Xiaopang in private.


    An Xiaopang is a little stupid. Sometimes he has the temper of a young master, but he is not bad at heart. He often asks Mo Hua to draw the homework for him to evaluate the formation.


    He knows how to form, can''t draw it at all, doesn''t want to be punished by the teacher, and doesn''t want to go back and get beaten by his father, so he can only ask Mo Hua for help.


    At this time, An Xiaopang was angry, "Okay, I''m ink painting! I treat you as a friend, but you look down on me?!"


    Mo Hua was confused, "Why do I look down on you?"


    An Xiaopang took out a formation drawing with red pen annotations from his arms, "You helped me draw the formation homework, and I was wrong six things! But you helped Qian Xing''s thin monkey draw it, but there was nothing wrong with it! Isn''t this looking down on me? Isn''t this saying that I am not as good as him?"


    The thin monkey in An Xiaopang''s mouth was the thin young master before, with his surname Qian and his name Xing, and he was the third young master of the Qian family''s direct line.


    The Qian family is the largest family in Tongxian City, followed by An family. Both families run business businesses, and there are competition in business, and their ancestors have had old grudges. The younger generations are also tit-for-tat and have to compete in all aspects. Even in terms of body shape, they are fat and thin, and they are incompatible.


    However, the two of them are just as lazy in practicing Taoism and are ignorant, which is considered "comparable".


    Although both of them are playboys, Qian Xing''s reputation is even worse, because in addition to being ignorant, he is arrogant and domineering, and bullying others. It is said that he has done a lot of bad things behind his back, but because of the support of the family, it was finally settled.


    In comparison, An Xiaopang just eats and drinks, and shows off his market and shows off his appearance, but because his father is strict, he is not too out of line.


    "So this is the case?"


    An Xiaopang didn''t care about the ink painting, and his face turned red.


    "I''m helping you," Mo Hua said.


    An Xiaopang looked at Mo Hua with a sneer, "Why did you help me?"


    "How is your formation comparing with Young Master Qian?"


    An Xiaopang said confidently: "At least it won''t be worse than him!"


    Ink painting is a little speechless. Is this something to be proud of?


    Mo Hua continued, "That''s right. How could he draw a good formation with his level?"


    "Of course, I can''t even draw it, and of course he can''t do it!"


    "So you all know how the teacher can''t see it? The teacher has always been strict and will definitely punish him and tell his father about this. If his father loses his face, he will naturally not have good results..."


    An Xiaopang pondered for a moment, "It seems that there is some reason, but I haven''t heard that Qian Shouzi was beaten. Have you lied to me..."


    Mo Hua gave him a blank look, "Don''t make the family scandal public. If your father beats his son, he will definitely close the door. How can you know where you will."


    An Xiaopang nodded with lingering fear, "You are right, my father never lets anyone know about me!"


    Mo Hua said again: "Did Mr. An not only didn''t beat you this time, but also praised you?"


    An Xiaopang became proud in an instant, "Yes, the teacher gave me a Class B. When my father found out, he praised me for making progress and gave me a lot of good things!"


    An Xiaopang''s temper comes quickly and goes quickly. He immediately stopped getting angry and felt a little guilty, and said to Mo Hua:


    "I blame you wrongly! I''ll invite you to Lingshen Building to eat delicious food. It''s my home, so you can eat whatever you want!"


    Mo Hua didn''t expect An Xiaopang to be unexpectedly generous, but he still shirked: "No need, I have something to do."


    An Xiaopang said dissatisfiedly: "My father often teaches me that he will repay all kindness. If you don''t go, you just look down on me!"


    Thinking of his **** that was swollen by his father before, An Xiaopang said even more firmly: "This kindness is not small, you must go!"


    An Xiaopang''s child has a little difficulty in dealing with his temper.


    Mo Hua had a headache. He looked at the door of the Formation Pavilion and suddenly said, "Young Master An, I won''t eat Lingshen Building, but I''m in a favor, can you help me?"


    An Xiaopang patted his chest, "You said!"


    "Lend me ten spirit stones."


    An Xiaopang frowned. He really didn''t have ten spirit stones. In order to avoid him from randomly flowering spirit stones outside, Mr. An never let him carry more than five spirit stones with him. He invited Mo Hua to eat Lingshen Building and could record it in his father''s account. It was something to eat and drink, but the account was gone. His father knew that he would not say anything. What his father is afraid of is that he spends the spirit stones on some evil ways, and there is no account to check, and his father doesn''t know that if he doesn''t pay attention, he will get a big trouble.


    An Xiaopang took out five spirit stones on his body, looked at the servant beside him, and said, "Give me all the spirit stones, I''ll give them to you when I go home."


    The servant was a little reluctant, but he still took out the spirit stones and just got a dozen spirit stones.


    An Xiaopang handed the spirit stone to Mo Hua, "I gave it to you, I don''t have to return it!"


    Mo Hua shook his head and said, "I will pay you back in a few days."


    Mo Hua weighed the spirit stone in his hand a few times, then carefully put it away, said goodbye to An Xiaopang, and returned to the formation pavilion. There were still no customers in the formation pavilion and the manager was still dozing off.


    After Mo Hua entered the door, he tiptoed to put ten spirit stones on the counter.


    "I brought the spirit stone!"


    Not long after the manager was sleepy, he heard the ringtone again and saw the ink painting and ten spirit stones on the desktop.


    The manager picked up the spirit stone, looked carefully, and found that there was no problem with the quality, so he nodded and reached out to take out a storage bag from under the counter.


    "There is a formation diagram of "Open Fire Array" and ten pieces of array paper and spiritual ink, which are enough to draw ten pairs of open fire arrays. This order is limited to ten days, and all deposits will be deducted after the deadline. For each drawing of an open fire array, you can get a spirit stone. If you miss it or does not meet the standards, you will be deducted for a spirit stone. These rules are common to the business, and your brother should know it."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    If all these formations are successfully drawn, you can earn ten spirit stones. If all of them fail, you will have to pay ten spirit stones. If you succeed, you will earn more than 50% of them.


    The manager reminded him again, "It''s ten days'' deadline, don''t forget, if I lose the deadline, I will deduct all my deposit."


    Mo Hua nodded quickly, then saluted and thanked the manager and left.


    After Mo Hua arrived home, he locked himself in the house and carefully pondered the formation.


    The profit of the highest ten spirit stones is already very considerable. Although Mo Hua helped the fellow students draw the formation homework, they earned twelve, but they couldn''t make a few times a year.


    And writing formation homework for fellow students is not a serious matter after all.


    It’s okay to do it occasionally, but over time, it will delay the progress of your classmates.


    The business is different. If you do it well, you can earn spirit stones for a long time and practice formations. It can be said that you can kill two birds with one stone.


    Mo Hua spread the array picture of "Open Fire Array" in front of her.


    The array diagram is drawn in advance by other array masters and can be used as templates.


    The array diagram is also attached to the formation diagram, recording the array patterns, using pens, ink and other points of attention. It is a common pattern used in the Taoist world to record the formation.


    The illustration of "Open Fire Array" records the relevant annotations of the open fire array, where to use fire-type array patterns, how to connect the array patterns, the mixing of ink and the proportion of ink used, etc. Many conceptual ink paintings look unfamiliar and it is a bit difficult to understand.


    This is the first time Mo Hua has seen a formal formation diagram. The simplest formations I learned in the sect before - although they are formations, most of them only contain one or two basic formation patterns for disciples to learn and learn from, which is still different from the formations that are truly commonly used in the cultivation world.


    There is a line of marking at the end of the illustration of "Open Fire Array":


    Open fire formation, fire-based formation, contains three array patterns, and requires the realm of refining qi at three levels or above.


    But what I care about most is the small characters written by hand with red pens on the back:


    Those who have not reached the realm have insufficient spiritual consciousness and learn with caution!


    The ink painting with only two layers of Qi Refining couldn''t help but frown.


    Any behavior of a monk requires spiritual consciousness, guiding spiritual energy, driving spiritual power, using spells, controlling spiritual weapons, refining alchemy, etc., and all of them must use spiritual consciousness.


    Among them, the most spiritual consciousness is consumed in drawing formations, which is well known to monks. But here it specifically marks "Insufficient spiritual consciousness, be careful to learn", and also limits the realm, and uses vermilion pen and ink.


    This made Mo Hua realize that he might not realize how much more this "more" would be...


    "Does it really require a lot of spiritual consciousness to draw a formation?"


    Ink painting holds his small chin and ponders.


    "Forget it, first get familiar with the formation patterns, and then practice on the monument tonight."


    Mo Hua recorded the array diagram of the open fire array, had dinner with his parents, and after returning to the house, he practiced it several times with ordinary paper and ink, and became familiar with the array patterns. When it was midnight, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, the simple and empty remains of monument floated in the sea of ??consciousness.


    (This chapter ends)