Chapter 382 Formation


    Old man Ding''s grandson lay on the table, drinking the porridge without a grain of rice in small sips, forcing himself not to look at the chicken on the table, but occasionally he couldn''t help it and would take a few glances secretly.


    Old Man Ding, the young grandson, is five or six years old and is named Ding Miaoer.


    The name may be because he hopes that he can grow up smoothly like the rice seedlings in the fields.


    The growth of rice seedlings means a bumper harvest in the year.


    Growing up means peace and smoothness.


    Mo Hua finished drinking the porridge in the bowl, ate a piece of chicken, and then pushed the whole plate of meat in front of Miaoer.


    "I''m full, give it to Miaoer."


    Old man Ding hurriedly said, "How can this be done?"


    Mo Hua said: "I will ask you some questions, and you will tell me, it will be a reward for drawing the formation."


    Old man Ding said, "Sir, if you have something to do, just ask. I know everything. This is my duty, but this..."


    But Mo Hua couldn''t let him refuse, "That''s all."


    Ding Miaoer shook her head and said angrily:


    "Big brother, eat."


    Mo Hua touched his head and said gently, "You eat it."


    Ding Miaoer wanted to refuse.


    Grandpa taught him that when guests come to the door, they must be well treated.


    But he was really hungry and hadn''t known for a long time what meat tasted.


    He couldn''t help but ate a bite of chicken.


    Then, in the fragrance of chicken, I lost myself and ate one by one...


    Mo Hua touched his little head again.


    Ding Miaoer raised her head, ate meat in her mouth, and her eyes were shiny.


    Old man Ding felt distressed when he looked at it.


    This is his biological grandson, let alone meat. He can''t even eat enough food...


    Ding Miaoer was on the side, concentrating on dealing with a plate of chicken.


    Mo Hua asked Old Man Ding:


    "Uncle Ding, are all the formations in this field painted by the Sun family?"


    Old man Ding nodded, "It has been hundreds of years since the ancestors of the Sun family."


    “The ancestors of the Sun family?”


    Old man Ding was a little moved, so he told the ink painting:


    "The ancestors of the Sun family, especially the ancestors of the Sun family, are famous masters of the great formations and are also first-class good people."


    "He was originally a monk from another place. Somehow, he was wandering here and saw the monks in Qianjia Town suffering, and he developed kindness and drew a formation in the spiritual field."


    "These formations can make the soil and water fertile, and the harvest of spiritual rice will help us not worry about food and clothing."


    "The monks in Qianjia Town were so grateful to him, and tried their best to keep him, and even built a mansion for him..."


    "That''s the Sun family''s mansion, but the Sun family has been renovated several times for a large price, and it has long since disappeared."


    "What''s next?" Mo Hua asked.


    "Later..." Old Man Ding sighed, "Later, the ancestor of the Sun family passed away for some reason. I heard that he had learned the formation too much and his sea of ??consciousness was broken, but this is a rumor. I don''t know what the inside story is..."


    "After the ancestor of the Sun family passed away, we are still grateful to them because of the kindness of the Sun family. Every year when we have a harvest, we will send some Linggu to them."


    "Gradually, these juniors of the Sun family took these for granted. If we felt that we owe them the Sun family, we should ''give them a gift''."


    "Some people in the Sun family will blame us for their poor harvests and give less money. The Sun family will scold us, saying that we are ungrateful and ungrateful."


    "What''s even more excessive is that they were in a bad mood later. They not only wanted the harvest in the field, but also the girls in the village, who were maids for them and served them... How could we agree to this?"


    "So this kindness becomes hatred..."


    "Later, the more rift we cultivators were, the deeper the rift with the Sun family, and the Sun family relied on these formations and spoke loudly. Most of our harvest in a year will be supplied to them."


    "But it''s not OK to give it to you. It''s close to the mountains, the land is barren, there is no formation, and the spiritual rice in the ground will soon dry up..."


    Old man Ding sighed deeply.


    As I listened, Mo Hua also felt a little moved and asked again:


    "What about the formation in this field? It was also passed down by the ancestor of the Sun family. Has it never changed?"


    Old man Ding scratched his head, recalled it, and said:


    “It seems not…”


    "According to the older generation of monks in the village, the formation painted by the ancestor of the Sun family is without traces and does not need to be practiced, and it can be used for many years."


    "Most of the current formations are drawn by the younger generation of the Sun family. They are often broken and often need to be practiced."


    But more specific, he doesn''t know.


    The matter of the Sun family ancestor is a bit long ago, and he also heard that he knew nothing about the formation and could not explain why.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    This is strange.


    Since it is a formation, how can it be without traces?


    The younger generation of the Sun family should know the formation drawn by their ancestors, why did they draw it again?


    Are you just trying to use formations to threaten the exploitation of cultivators who farm?


    Do the Sun family know what kind of formation they drew?


    I couldn''t figure it out, and I remembered another question:


    "Didn''t the Sun family ask you to sell your children and daughters, but didn''t let you sell the land to them?"


    Generally speaking, the spiritual field is the most important.


    There must be a reason why the Sun family actually kept such a big fat meat and didn''t eat it.


    "The Sun family has a ancestral teaching..."


    “Ancestral teachings?”


    Old man Ding nodded, "The ancestor of the Sun family made a ancestral teaching back then: Any children of the Sun family must not occupy a piece of land in Qianjia Town for life, otherwise they will be dismissed from their surnames, dismissed their genealogy, and expelled from the family!"


    Mo Hua was slightly shocked and sighed: "This ancestor of the Sun family is really a good formation master with a broad mind, what a pity..."


    It’s a pity that the descendants are unworthy.


    Ding Miaoer finally finished eating the chicken. Looking at Mo Hua, she felt a little embarrassed and blushed.


    This chicken was originally used by his grandfather to entertain ink paintings, but he ate them all.


    Mo Hua smiled and said:


    "I want to go to the fields to see you. Can you take me there?"


    The full Miaoer immediately lit her little head: "Yes!"


    Afterwards, Old Man Ding and Miaoer took Mo Hua to Lingtian for a walk.


    Mo Hua asked some questions, and Old Man Ding also answered them one by one.


    But the ink painting still did not find the clue of the ultimate formation.


    After looking at it, there are only six formation patterns in the spiritual field.


    As it was getting late, Mo Hua said goodbye and returned to the Sun''s house. When he met Mr. Zhuang, he asked for help. Mo Hua went back to the house and exchanged information with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.


    Bai Zishengdao:


    "The head of the Sun family, Sun Yi, is a fool!"


    "Where are you stupid?" Mo Hua didn''t quite understand.


    Bai Zisheng looked around and whispered:


    "He has learned formations for seventy or eighty years and has built a foundation. The formations are less than the first grade, and his spiritual consciousness is less than ten lines..."


    Mo Hua opened her mouth wide, "He is a elm head, right?"


    Bai Zixi looked at the ink painting silently and said lightly:


    "Not everyone learns the formation so quickly."


    Mo Hua was slightly stunned and whispered, "That''s not so slow... What are he doing every day?"


    Bai Zisheng curled his lips, "Eat and drink tea, watch women dance, and invite Zixi and I to watch too..."


    "Don''t he learn the formation?"


    "Learn." Bai Zisheng said, "Practice a formation every day..."


    Ink painting is silent.


    No wonder...


    I only practice one formation every day, and I don’t even have a fraction of my own…


    Only in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse can one become a first-grade formation master.


    It seems that it is not that you have poor understanding, but that you are indulging in happiness and lazy in your mind.


    "What about the formation level of the other people in the Sun family?"


    Bai Zisheng was even more disdainful, "A soldier is timid, and he will be a good man."


    "He is the head of the family, so don''t expect others. His son, Sun Ze, can only draw four formation patterns until now..."


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but sigh.


    The ancestors of the Sun family have a second-grade formation master who can truly benefit one cultivator.


    And this second-grade formation master may have also comprehended the ultimate formation.


    But he didn''t expect that his juniors would act as a mighty person and indulge in enjoyment.


    Even after building a foundation, he did not become a first-grade formation master.


    "What''s your question? " Bai Zisheng asked about Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua told me about what he found out, including the affairs of the ancestors of the Sun family, as well as monopoly formations for profit, Lingnong’s uncooked pot, etc.


    Bai Zisheng was a little angry when he heard this, "I didn''t expect that he was not only a fool, but also a bad guy."


    Mo Hua asked, "Do Tingsi will not care about such things as the Sun family?"


    Bai Zisheng didn''t understand, so he looked at Bai Zixi.


    Bai Zixi thought for a moment and said softly:


    "I don''t care."


    "The Daotingsi is established in the Immortal City, which governs the territory of the Immortal City. The areas radiated outside the Immortal City are managed by local families, sects, or local elders, and they only need to pay some spiritual stone taxes every year."


    "The Daotingsi has the right to manage such a small place, but it is beyond the reach. Generally, there is no major problem and will not take any attention."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    The Daoting rank is very strict, but some of the following places are fragmented, with mixed interests, and relatively loose management.


    As long as it does not affect the stability of the Dao Court, many things will be turned a blind eye to each other.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but look at Bai Zixi and praised:


    "Senior sister, you know a lot."


    Bai Zixi nodded slightly, her expression calm, but her slender eyelashes blinked, and there was a hint of pride in her prettyness.


    "Then you still haven''t found the clues to the ultimate formation?" Bai Zisheng asked.


    Mo Hua nodded regretfully.


    "What do you plan to do after that?"


    "I will go to Dongshan Village and Lingtian when I have time. I have calculated that there should be clues in the Lingtian."


    Even if there is not the hundreds of acres of spiritual fields now, it is very likely that the ancestor of the Sun family had drawn the ultimate formation.


    That is what Old Man Ding said, the "no traces and traces" formation...


    In the next few days, Mo Hua would still run to Dongshan Village if she took time.


    The Sun family told Sun Ze about his movements.


    Sun Ze reported it to his father again, Sun Yi, the head of the Sun family.


    "Dad, what do you want to do?" Sun Ze said unhappily.


    Sun Yi frowned and said nothing.


    "I sent someone to ask. The little devil ran to the spiritual field a few days ago, built a soil cultivation array, and then went to an old man''s house, had a meal, and then went into the spiritual field for a few more rounds."


    "He went there almost every day in the next few days."


    Sun Yi''s eyes flashed, "You said he has built a nurturing formation?"


    Sun Ze nodded.


    Sun Yi was a little unbelievable, "A such a small little devil can actually cultivate the earth cultivation formation with the Six Path Array Patterns?"


    He looked at his son again, and said:


    "Your thoughts are spent on your business, and you can only draw four formation patterns until now, which is simply a shame to my Sun family!"


    "Dad, you are not much better. You have built a foundation and are less than a first-grade formation master..."


    Sun Ze felt sorry for his heart, but he did not dare to say it, nor did he dare to contradict him. He said again:


    "Dad, what do you think this little devil is not showing off and not showing off? "


    Sun Yi''s expression gradually became solemn, and suddenly his eyes shone brightly:


    "Formation... He is not trying to attack my Sun family''s Formation inheritance..."


    Sun Ze was also shocked, then he was stunned and said a little disappointed:


    "But, dad... what can we inherit from our formation?"


    Are they all bad guys?


    It is just a deceiving those mud legs that do not understand formations and only know how to farm.


    Speaking of the formation in the field, their Sun family must be cultivated.


    But anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is an ordinary earth cultivation array.


    "Dad, forget it if you cheat others, don''t cheat yourself..." Sun Ze said.


    Sun Yi scolded: "What do you know? Our Sun family has a secret inheritance!"


    (This chapter ends)