Chapter 370 Customized Products


    Twelve lines in one grade!


    Mo Hua was shocked. He never expected that the sect of Yan Xuexi had a first-grade twelve-patterned formation inheritance.


    Mr. Zhuang taught him that the reverse spirit formation was only one level and ten lines.


    Although Mr. Zhuang did not explain the Five Elements Demon Destroying Array clearly, according to the ink painting, the spiritual consciousness required for this large array will not exceed the eleven lines.


    Now from Manager Mo''s mouth, he actually heard the first-grade twelve-patterned formation, and it seemed that it was a single formation.


    "Lingshu Formation..."


    Mo Hua silently remembered this name and said curiously:


    "Is there anything special about this formation that requires such a strong spiritual sense as Twelve-patterned..."


    Manager Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No one learned it, so naturally no one knew it."


    Mo Hua nodded and then thought to himself:


    "The Lingshu Formation does not sound like the Five Elements Formation. It has the word "spirit", so it is related to spiritual power. It should be a formation similar to the "spirit gathering array" or the "reverse spirit array", which gathers or flows spiritual power..."


    "There is also the word "pivot" in the name of the formation, either referring to the spiritual power as the hub or refers to the special nature of the "pivot"."


    "The structure of a single array is generally simple, but this single array actually requires the spiritual consciousness of twelve lines. Could it be that the structure of the array is complex and unique?"


    …


    The ink painting was muttering and thinking for a long time.


    Manager Mo was stunned when he heard this.


    He didn''t say anything, just said the name of the formation, and Mo Hua could come up with so many tricks...


    And he couldn''t understand at all.


    Mo was secretly shocked.


    The way of formation is indeed profound and profound, and the level of formation of ink painting is indeed profound and unfathomable. No wonder even Master Luo admires ink painting...


    After thinking about ink painting for a long time, it was still difficult to draw a conclusion.


    With just one formation name, you really can''t see too many things.


    He asked again, "Don''t manage it, do you know where Teacher Yan is going?"


    Manager Mo came back to his senses, thought for a moment, took out a note from the storage bag and handed it to the ink painting, with only one line of words on the note:


    "The boundary of Xiaohuangzhou, Nanyue City."


    "I asked someone to inquire about this. There was an old friend of the sect who had seen the traitor who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors in a fairy city called Nanyue, east of Lizhou, in the Xiaohuangzhou area."


    "I told Senior Brother Yan about this. If what I expected was not bad, he should have gone to Nanyue City."


    Mo Hua nodded and put away the note.


    Manager Mo thought about it and asked:


    "Mo Hua, I have a heartless request... If you meet Senior Brother Yan, I hope you can help him."


    Mo Hua said seriously: "Don''t worry, I will help Teacher Yan catch that traitor."


    "No..." Manager Mo shook his head.


    Mo Hua was stunned, "What''s not?"


    "I''m not asking you to help him arrest people, but I''m asking you to help me persuade him, ask him to find a Taoist partner, start a family and start a career..." Mo Shu said helplessly.


    Ink painting was a little confused.


    Manager Mo sighed, "Senior Brother Yan is actually quite talented..."


    "Of course I don''t compare with you..." Manager Mo looked at Mo Hua and then said:


    "If he studied the formation carefully, he would not have much achievements, at least he would be a first-grade formation master and an outer sect elder."


    "The first-grade formation master is also an extraordinary figure in the general state world..."


    Manager Mo''s tone was a little envious.


    Mo Hua also nodded. He first learned formations and his dream was to become a first-grade formation master.


    Manager Mo continued to sigh, "But Senior Brother Yan has been depressed and has not calmed down over the years, so he can''t get past that threshold."


    "He started early and had a deep friendship with his master, so he couldn''t accept this. I understand it very much, but he couldn''t delay his whole life because of his wholehearted revenge."


    "Even if you have to take revenge, you will be alone and gray-haired in the end, and it will be difficult to make any achievements in the formation."


    "If you meet him, please advise him and let him understand himself more. Even if he avenges, his master is dead, the sect has dispersed, and the past has dispersed with the wind, but he still needs to find a way to live well..."


    Manager Mo said sincerely, and his tone was a little helpless:


    "I may not listen to these words, but he may listen to what you said."


    Mo Hua nodded and sighed in her heart that Mo Shu was sincerely considering strict teaching, so she agreed:


    "Don''t worry, I will persuade the teaching."


    Manager Mo also smiled.


    When Mo Hua left, he took a few boxes of expensive snacks and put them in Mo Hua''s arms:


    “Take them all back and try them.”


    Ink paintings were unavoidable, so I had to accept them.


    After Mo Hua left, Mo Shi sat alone in the house, poured himself and drank a few cups of tea. He looked a little sad and murmured:


    "Senior brother, don''t think I''m troublesome..."


    "I told Mo Hua about the Lingshu Formation, don''t blame me either."


    "The sect is gone, and this formation is not a secret."


    Manager Mo was silent for a while, looked at the tea floating in the cup, and slowly said:


    "What''s more, I also want to know whether anyone can really learn this outrageous formation with a first-grade twelve-line pattern..."


    …


    Don’t worry about the matter when Mo Hua said goodbye, and remembered the place name "Nanyue City" in my heart.


    Thinking of Teacher Yan’s instructions, expectations for him, and the bleak back when he parted.


    The mood of ink painting was a little heavy for a moment.


    I don’t know where the Yan Teaching is now, whether he is doing well or not, and whether he has encountered any difficulties.


    Will you encounter any danger if you find the traitor who killed the master and rebel sect?


    But it’s useless to worry now. I hope I can really see Teacher Yan in the future. Mo Hua sighed.


    Then he thought of another question:


    I was learning formations when I first wanted to be a first-grade formation master. Now I am about to go out for a trip. Should I try to try a fixed grade?


    Mo Hua went to ask Mr. Zhuang.


    Mr. Zhuang was not surprised and nodded, "You can try it."


    "Really?" Mo Hua suddenly felt a little nervous, "What if he failed the exam?"


    "You can take the exam casually, but it doesn''t matter if you pass it."


    Mr. Zhuang said this, but said in his heart:


    "You are now the main formation division of the first-grade formation. How could you not pass the assessment of the first-grade ordinary formation division?"


    "Whether it is good or bad, it is obvious that an expert can tell at a glance."


    "Even if there is a shady situation in the fixed-quality assessment, I will not dare to slander you."


    "If they really dare to ''open their eyes'' and ban your first-rate quota, they will be unable to get any of the designated numbers in the future..."


    …


    Mo Hua nodded, and it was right after thinking about it. There is really nothing to worry about in ordinary first-grade formations.


    "Then when will I take the exam?"


    Ink painting knows nothing about the process of assessing the fixed product.


    "Before you go out, you must finish the exam." Mr. Zhuang said.


    “Can’t you take the exam outside?”


    "No." Mr. Zhuang shook his head and explained patiently:


    "The assessment of the formation division''s fixed-quality assessment follows the recommendation system, and the state limits are set for quotas."


    "If you want to go to the designated grade, you must not only have a letter of recommendation, but also a state, one territory and one city. Every time, you must limit the quota of the first-grade formation division. Some places have more quotas and some places have fewer quotas."


    "You are in Tongxian City, and someone recommends you. After you have a fixed quota, you will occupy the quota of Tongxian City."


    "When you are outside, you are not familiar with the place. One reason is that no one is willing to recommend it. The other reason is that once you have successfully set the product, you will occupy the quota of other immortal cities, and others are even more unhappy..."


    "It''s so troublesome..." Mo Hua remembered what Mr. Zhuang had said before and couldn''t help but ask:


    "Is it just to set thresholds to make profits?"


    “Some of it is.”


    “Where is the other part?”


    Mr. Zhuang wanted to say it, but still didn''t say it, just said:


    "You will know slowly in the future, but it''s useless to know now."


    Mo Hua seemed to understand but nodded, and asked again, "What is the quota divided?"


    Mr. Zhuang sighed, "There are so many, including the rich and poor in the state, the number of aristocratic sects, connections, etc. The poorer the state, the weaker the formation inheritance, the fewer the quota. If you want to become a first-grade formation master, the more effort you put in."


    "On the contrary, some places with deep foundation or power roots are given a lot of places every year, and it will be relatively simple to become a first-grade formation master."


    Mo Hua said astonishedly: "This is really... not fair."


    Mr. Zhuang said: "The way of heaven is fair. The formation is there. If you know, you know, you know, you don''t know. If you don''t, you don''t know. In fact, people are people. Some people know, but they can''t become first-grade formation masters. Some people don''t know, and they can still hold the title of first-grade formation master..."


    Mo Hua asked quietly:


    "Then who should I recommend?"


    "Daotingsi, local families, sects or other first-class forces recognized by the Daoting and well-known, are qualified to recommend."


    "You... let''s walk on the way of the Tao Tingsi. Don''t you still have a bronze waist card from the Tao Tingsi? You are the leader, and you will definitely be happy to recommend you."


    Mr. Zhuang gave instructor.


    Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Sir, do you know about my waist card?"


    Mr. Zhuang looked calm, "If you want to know such a small matter, you will know it naturally."


    Mo Hua sighed in her heart that Mr. Zhuang was indeed unfathomable.


    "Also," Mr. Zhuang rubbed Mo Hua''s hair with his slender fingers, "I''m going to call ''Master'', not Mr.


    "oh…"


    Mo Hua reacted and smiled awkwardly.


    He was used to calling him sir, but he didn''t change it for a while.


    “Master!”


    The sound of ink painting is crisp and clear.


    Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes slightly, looked leisurely, and nodded slightly.


    Later, Mo Hua went to find Zhou Zhangsi again.


    The chief officer heard that the ink painting was going to participate in the final grade of the first-grade formation master, so he agreed without saying a word.


    If the ink painting can be successfully selected through the recommendation of Daotingsi and become a first-grade formation master, then he will be glorious.


    Even if he failed the final grade, he would be happy to help.


    Although in Zhou Zhangsi''s mind, the formation level of ink painting cannot be passed.


    But he also knew that the tricks in such a fixed grade were very complicated.


    The Daoting Centre is not the grade of the formation, but the grade of the formation master, not determined by the way of heaven, but by people with intricate interests.


    Unless you have a wide connection, no one can assert what the result will be.


    Zhou Zhangsi is just the palm of the small fairy city. He has some connections, but it still cannot affect the Tianshu Pavilion in the center of the Daoting Court, so he can only recommend it. For other things, he still has to rely on ink painting himself.


    Zhou Zhangsi checked the relevant documents, wrote a letter of recommendation, and then said to Mo Hua:


    "On October 26th, there will be a fixed-grade assessment in the second-grade Heishan Prefecture. The location is Cangyun Sect in Qingshan City. I will send someone to see you there at that time."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    October 26th, seven days later, the days are very close.


    "It seems that Mr. Zhuang...Master, even the time for the fixed grade is calculated..."


    Mo Hua said silently in her heart.


    (This chapter ends)