Chapter 295 Can''t see through
After Mo Hua left, after a cup of tea, the Sanzhuan could not sense Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness and returned to the remote woods.
Blood everywhere, a mess.
Those evil practitioners were indeed eaten, and they were eaten very cleanly, but they were also covered in blood.
"Skin is a child. How can he eat people so badly?"
The third leader secretly complained.
Then he found something was wrong. There were many claw marks, bite marks, and even **** hair on the ground.
The third head of the army was stunned and his brows frowned slightly.
These evil cultivators who have no corpse are not eaten by people, but by monsters.
And the child who was taken over was nowhere to be seen.
The third head of the family''s eyes narrowed and he noticed something was strange.
Didn’t these people be eaten by that little devil?
Or, that little ghost is actually not an old monster who takes over the body, but a monster wearing human skin.
But this is not right. If it weren’t for taking over the body, how could it be possible that only by cultivating Qi and having the foundation-building consciousness?
The way of heaven has its own rules, everything has its limits.
No matter how strong the spiritual consciousness of a Qi-refining cultivator is, it is impossible to transcend the limit and is comparable to foundation building.
The third leader couldn''t figure it out, and then he was shocked and forgot something big:
Visualization picture!
The little devil was meditating on his cushion, and under the cushion was hidden the visual image he stole from the sect!
The third leader''s body was as good as the wind and rushed to the Danfang in Heishan Village.
When he arrived at the alchemy room, he lifted the cushion and found that the secret wall had been opened and it was empty inside.
The third head of the family felt cold and was in a panic and lost his mind. When he thought the visualization picture was stolen, he found a picture not far away, with a texture similar to skin and paper, and a stream of green rocks on it. It was his visualization picture.
The third leader was ecstatic when he lost and got it again.
Someone opened his secret wall and found his visual image, but he didn''t recognize the true treasure and abandoned the image.
This is a visualization picture!
The treasure that countless formation masters dream of.
The third leader breathed a sigh of relief and opened the visualization map with great value, but his smile suddenly froze on his face.
The picture is still the same picture, the mountain is still the same mountain, the stone is still the same stone, and even the streams beside the stone and the moss on the stone are exactly the same as before.
But there is only that little Taoist boy missing!
The third leader''s hands trembled. He quickly put the picture down, sat cross-legged, suppressed his mind and visualized the picture.
But he visualized it over and over again, but he could no longer communicate the meaning in the picture, and his spiritual consciousness did not increase at all.
The third leader was both shocked and angry.
This visualization picture is abolished! It is impossible to enhance the spiritual consciousness.
The face of the Sancheng family gradually lost its blood.
He can no longer rely on visualization to enhance his spiritual consciousness, so it will be difficult for him to improve his formation.
Originally, he was almost one step away from the second-grade formation master, but now this step has become a long way off.
"Who ruined my visualization map?!"
The third leader was furious and in a daze, he thought of ink painting.
"Is that little devil ruined it?"
But how did he destroy the visual image?
The third leader thinks carefully.
In the visualization picture, the scenery is still the same, but there is no Taoist boy. Why did this Taoist boy disappear? Where has he gone?
The third leader''s clear face and innocent smile appeared in Mo Hua''s mind, and an incredible guess came to his heart.
"That little devil, can''t he be the little Taoist boy in the visualization picture..."
"No, this is impossible!"
The third leader shook his head repeatedly.
But the more he thought about it, the more he felt like it, especially the smiles of the two, which were as innocent and a little evil.
The third leader felt chills in his heart and fear.
That little devil, he was getting more and more unable to see through.
Is he a human or a ghost, an old monster who takes over the body, a demon wearing human skin, a little Taoist boy in the visualization picture, or an illusion he imagined himself?
"You must catch that little devil and ask what exactly he is from..."
The third leader said silently in his heart.
It is best to keep a distance from people who cannot guess the details.
But the reason for his visualization picture is aborted, and the reason for it is likely to be that little devil. He had to find the little devil and ask what was going on.
Without the visualization diagram, the spiritual consciousness grows slowly. If you want to make a breakthrough in formation and become a second-grade formation master, it will be very difficult.
The third head of the army frowned.
He has a low talent in formation, and he does not want to work hard like other formation masters to practice formation day and night.
He thought this behavior was stupid.
The formation adheres to the law of heaven and emphasizes understanding. It is not possible to achieve something by practicing hard like this.
Even if he took the wrong path and used the visualization diagram with evil thoughts to enhance his spiritual consciousness, the formation was much faster than that of ordinary formation masters.
There is no way out if you practice hard.
The third leader is confident in his heart. Therefore, the visualization diagram failed, which cut off the growth of his spiritual consciousness and blocked his path to promotion of the formation.
"You must find that little devil!"
If he is a human being, he will have the foundation-building consciousness during the Qi Refining Period, and there will inevitably be a secret method to enhance the consciousness. He must get this secret method;
If he visualizes the little Taoist boy in the picture, he just needs to seal it back into the picture, then the visualization can be restored as before. He can still use this to visualize, enhance his spiritual consciousness, and enter the threshold of a second-grade formation master.
The cold light condensed in the eyes of the Sandang family, and then there was another confusion:
"Where is this little devil now..."
The ink painting, which was missed by the third leader, is now at home, eating the food that his mother cooked for him with her own hands.
A large table of dishes, full of color, fragrance and taste.
He grabbed the big bun in his left hand and the big chicken legs in his right hand. His cheeks were stuffed with bulging eyes, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he thought to himself:
"The food at home is still delicious."
The food in Heishan Village is so bad that he will never go to eat it again.
The third leader probably also discovered the clues and set his sights on him, but Mo Hua didn''t plan to enter Heishan Village again.
Unless Daoting brings Heishan Village, he will go and watch the fun.
However, in a short period of time, it is impossible to break through the Heishan Village, and ink paintings naturally cannot go deep into the mountains.
If the third leader wants to wait for the rabbit, let him wait.
When you successfully build the foundation, then become a second-grade formation master, then go and cause trouble for him.
At that time, even if you don’t pretend to be a ghost, you don’t have to be afraid of him.
And the next goal of ink painting is to build the foundation!
He has saved up enough spirit stones long ago.
The weapon refining shop and alchemy refining shop in Nancheng have his share, the Fushen Building in the city has his dividends, and he can also get some wool in Daotingsi.
However, the wool from Daotingsi can be stored first, keep it for emergencies, and then pick it up when it is urgently used later.
This is Zhang Lan’s suggestion.
Zhang Lan is a "internal monk" of Daotingsi. He must know more than himself, so he still needs to listen to his suggestions.
Ink painting is the spiritual root of the middle and lower grades. The ancient practice of Tianyan Jue practiced can also be regarded as a middle and lower grades of exercises, and the number of spiritual power practiced is only medium and low.
There is not much spiritual power, so the spirit stones required to break through are actually not particularly many, so the spirit stones accumulated by Mo Hua are enough.
The bottleneck of Tianyan Jue lies in the spiritual consciousness. The foundation-building of the spiritual consciousness in Mohua is far beyond expectations, which should be enough.
Now it can be said that everything is ready, but only the east wind is not available.
As long as you practice to the ninth level of Qi refining, you can make a breakthrough in one fell swoop and become a foundation-building cultivator!
Building the foundation...
There are not many foundation-building cultivators in Tongxian City, let alone those who are casual cultivators. Over the years, Elder Yu, a foundation-building cultivator, have been working hard to support him, opposing the Qian family and seeking justice for the casual cultivators.
Now, ink painting can also become a foundation-building monk.
I thought about this day before, but I didn’t expect it to come so early, and so clear and real, as if it was really within reach...
Ink painting is a bit stunning.
Liu Ruhua touched his head and said softly, "Eat with peace of mind."
Mo Hua came to her senses, smiled at her mother, and began to deal with the big table of dishes in front of her with all her heart.
Liu Ruhua saw him eating voraciously, thinking that he must have been hungry and hungry in the mountains these days, and felt a little distressed, so she grabbed a big chicken leg for him and told him:
“Eat more.”
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Mom, you don''t know, the things in Heishan Village are so unpalatable."
"How bad can it be?"
“It’s so bad to eat, it’s so bad to eat.”
Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "Then you still eat it?"
"I''m hungry and I have to eat it no matter how bad I eat it."
Liu Ruhua suddenly frowned and said, "Is it very dangerous for you to go to Heishan Village this time?"
Mo Hua was about to nod, but was afraid that his mother would worry, so she said, "Fortunately, I have hidden skills, and I can eavesdrop, peek, and eat, but they can''t find me..."
Then Mo Hua was stunned again, remembering his mother''s instructions, and whispered:
"They are all bad people. I eavesdrop on it, peek at it, and eat something, which should not be considered a bad thing..."
Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "It doesn''t count."
Mo Hua told other stories.
It’s just that unlike what I said to Elder Yu, it’s all small things that sound “interesting”.
For example, a fat man who was feeding, was bitten to death by a tiger if he was not careful.
The two fools who were vigilant killed each other because of misunderstandings.
Although the Third Head of the Family is a foundation-building monk, some formations are not as good as him. He secretly dug up many corners and quietly unraveled many formations. The Third Head of the Family may not be able to discover them until now...
Liu Ruhua listened carefully, and she felt much more relaxed.
Mo Shan on the side had a complicated expression.
He knew these stories, but they just sounded "interesting", but they were actually hidden dangers.
He once went to Daheishan to hunt monsters, and he also deleted and reduced the dangers in this way, and told Mo Hua about some "interesting" things.
Unexpectedly, in order not to worry about being parents, Mo Hua began to tell them these "interesting" stories like this.
Mo Shan felt a little moved and a little relieved.
(This chapter ends)