Chapter 386 Mysterious


    Sun Ze said in a panic: "Yes..."


    Sun Yi was a little lost, and after a long time, he murmured:


    "I''ve misunderstood..."


    He originally thought that the young monk who looked the most inconspicuous was just a disciple who served tea and water to serve his master.


    But I didn''t expect that he not only knew formations, but his magic was so powerful.


    And he is quick-witted and fights with one skill, and is quite experienced in fighting.


    Sun Ze said in a hatred: "Dad, we must avenge this revenge!"


    Sun Yi did not respond, but looked at his son coldly, "Did you tell him the details of our Sun family?"


    "No! Dad, you have to believe me!" Sun Ze swears.


    Sun Yi snorted coldly.


    He believed in this son too much, and he must have said everything he shouldn''t have said.


    Sun Yi''s eyes flashed, and after thinking for a while, he slowly said:


    "Let''s hold our troops first."


    "But Dad, I can''t stand this tone."


    Sun Ze said in hatred.


    He went to see the alchemist, who said that his arms were burned by fire. He could not use his spiritual power in a short period of time, and other parts of his body were also injured.


    Especially in my head, I was hit by the ink painting and was still buzzing now.


    Most importantly, he was disfigured.


    The fireball technique came to his face. Although Sun Ze had already covered his face, he was still injured by the anger, and there were a few burning marks on his face.


    Sun Ze couldn''t swallow this.


    Sun Yi snorted coldly, "I can''t help it, so I can bear it."


    Sun Zeyu''s anger was not gone, and suddenly frowned.


    This is not like his father''s style of acting.


    In Qianjia Town, the Sun family has always been vengeful, so how could they tolerate it?


    "Dad, do you have any other plans?" Sun Ze asked.


    Sun Yi touched his chin and asked back:


    "You said, will this little devil really be able to find the formation passed down by our Sun family?"


    Sun Ze immediately sneered, "Impossible!"


    Sun Yi looked at him coldly.


    Sun Ze calmed down, and this time he thought about it with his brain, and his heart skipped a beat:


    “It seems…it’s really possible.”


    Sun Ze thought carefully again:


    "This little ghost has an extraordinary identity, extraordinary magic, and his formation attainments also seem to be very extraordinary."


    "I destroyed all the formations he drew. I didn''t pay attention to them at that time. Looking back at this time, those formations were drawn quite well. And they were drawn quickly and well, better than you, dad..."


    Sun Ze was halfway through his words, and he didn''t dare to say it.


    Sun Yi snorted coldly, "Tell me."


    "Best you... draw better..."


    Sun Yi was not angry, but instead he felt a sudden jump in his heart and thought to himself that it was indeed the case.


    This innocent little devil is actually a rare formation genius.


    Among this group of people, perhaps this little devil is the real key figure.


    The key is that he is still so young.


    "There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky..." Sun Yi sighed.


    "Or, dad... let''s just forget it?" Sun Ze said tentatively.


    "Why forget it?"


    "Formation genius, isn''t it wise for us to provoke him..."


    "So what about the formation genius?" Sun Yi sneered, "This world of cultivation is vast, with hundreds of cultivators and countless geniuses. No matter how good the talent is, it cannot grow, it is no different from mediocre talents."


    Sun Ze was a little confused and asked in confusion:


    "Dad, what exactly do you want to do?"


    Sun Yi''s eyes froze, "Let''s wait."


    "wait?"


    "Wait for that little kid, find out the formation passed down by our Sun family, and then catch them all in one go, and reap the benefits of the fisherman."


    Sun Yi sneered, "At that time, the Sun family''s formation will return to the original owner, and the little ghost who can draw the formation will also be used by my Sun family."


    Sun Ze was a little worried:


    "What if there are foundation-building monks among them?"


    Sun Yi said: "I have planned it over the past few days. Even if there is foundation building among them, there is only one at most..."


    "And in our Sun family, I am the foundation building, and in addition to this, there are hundreds of Qi-refining disciples."


    "When the time comes, I will hold the foundation-building monk. Can hundreds of Sun family disciples still not hold on to the remaining Qi-refining monks?"


    Sun Yi snorted coldly again, "No matter how powerful the little ghost magic is, it is still the best of all. Even if it consumes dozens or even hundreds of cultivators, he can still consume all his spiritual power."


    "He was exhausted from his spiritual power, and he couldn''t escape."


    Sun Ze still had some concerns, "Even if we catch him, can he listen to my Sun family?"


    Sun Yi smiled and continued:


    "We will hold them all and use his master or senior brothers as a threat, so we will not worry about his disobedience."


    "When he grew up, he picked out a woman from the Sun family and forced him to marry him. Once he gave birth to a child, he would be tied to our Sun family."


    "The children have bloodlines in my Sun family and are connected by blood. He is considered half of the Sun family. Naturally, he has to do his best to do his best to do things for our Sun family..."


    Sun Ze was shocked, "Dad, you are so wise...you are wise."


    Sun Yi smiled complacently, and he turned his head and looked at the spiritual field in the distance, looking forward to it:


    "Look for us, find this lost formation for our Sun family..."


    …


    Mo Hua was indeed looking for a formation, but after searching for a long time, he still had no idea.


    He ran to ask Mr. Zhuang:


    "Master, is the formation in the spiritual field?"


    The Sun family could not be kept, so Mr. Zhuang lived with Mr. Ding''s house.


    Although Old Man Ding’s family is poor, the yard is quite large.


    Mr. Zhuang then put up a pair of bamboo chairs in the yard again. He sat on the bamboo chairs for no reason, looking leisurely at the green mountains and green waters, blue sky and white clouds. Hearing Mo Hua ask him, Mr. Zhuang smiled mysteriously, "What do you think?"


    Mo Hua nodded, "I think so."


    "Since you have guesses, please look for it patiently."


    Mr. Zhuang said leisurely, without any rush.


    Ink painting is a little worried.


    He has been searching for many days, but there are still no clues.


    There are only six formation patterns in the spiritual field, as well as some other soil-related formations.


    There has never been a first-grade nine-line formation, let alone an ultimate formation with nine-line or more.


    Mr. Zhuang saw Mo Hua wrinkling his little face, and said:


    "What are the several elements of the formation?"


    “Array media, array patterns, array pivots, array eyes.”


    This is a basic formation question, and the ink paintings are naturally answered.


    "Then you should think from these perspectives, but don''t limit yourself to the existing knowledge of formations."


    Mr. Zhuang said, and then he looked at the world in the distance, with a meaningful look:


    "The formation is profound and profound. What you see and learn are still just the tip of the iceberg of the formation, and there are still many unknown mystery."


    "We must learn to use known knowledge to think, but we cannot be limited by these things."


    Mr. Zhuang gave instructor.


    Ink painting nodded slowly as if it had some understanding.


    In the following days, Mo Hua still ran into the spiritual field every day.


    Xiao Miaoer still runs around behind his **** every day.


    Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi had nothing to do, so they followed Mo Hua to help him find a formation.


    Bai Zisheng would go for a walk nearby to see if the Sun family would come to find fault.


    Aunt Xue strictly regulates him and generally does not allow him to fight with others.


    Otherwise, when he was in Tongxian City, he would want to follow Mo Hua to hunt demons in Daheishan and show his skills.


    Now that Aunt Xue is not around, Mr. Zhuang will not let him go, but he is not restrained. Bai Zisheng has long wanted to find someone to fight and try his skills.


    Especially as a senior brother, it is natural for him to help the junior brother fight, and Mr. Zhuang would not blame him.


    So Bai Zisheng looked eager to try it out, wandering in the spiritual field every day, and looked up from time to time to see if there were any tactful Sun family monks to come to trouble them and let him try it out.


    Unfortunately, the people in the Sun family were ignorant and never came.


    No one came to the Sun family, so naturally no one disturbed the ink painting.


    But after searching for a few days, he still had no progress. He sat cross-legged by the field, holding his chin and thinking.


    Array media, array patterns, array pivots, array eyes...


    If there is really a parade in the spiritual field, it should be the formation medium of the ridge of the field.


    There are stones built on the ridges of the field, which are hard and easy to carve the formation.


    The array pattern should also exist on the ridge of the field.


    But Mo Hua almost ran all over the spiritual fields, but still no trace of the ultimate formation was found.


    In addition, it is the formation hub.


    The formation pivot of the absolute formation should be somewhat different from that of ordinary formations.


    I didn’t notice any special formation in this spiritual field.


    The most important thing is that there is no array eye.


    The formation requires the formation eye to provide spiritual power, but there are no formation eye in this spiritual field that can be used for the operation of the formation.


    Mo Hua scratched her head, unable to understand it.


    According to the basic formation framework, there are no other formations in this spiritual field.


    But looking at Mr. Zhuang''s attitude, the ink painting is certain that there must be a paradise hidden in this spiritual field...


    Ink painting has a bit of confusion.


    The breeze blew, and the rice waves blew.


    The wind brings a hint of sweetness of rice seedlings.


    Mo Hua calmed down, found a branch, and began to draw something on the ground.


    He drew all the formations involved in the spiritual field, including the soil cultivation array, the water storage array, the insect-removing array, etc.


    I want to find some connections from these formations.


    But after looking back and forth, these formations are still the same, and there is no special place.


    Mo Hua sighed, but looked up and found that Ding Miaoer was also sitting on the ground, holding the branches in her little hands, learning about ink painting, but she didn''t know what she was painting.


    However, what Miao''er painted looks like a formation, not a formation.


    Mo Hua looked at it a few times, was a little confused, and asked:


    "Miao''er, what are you painting?"


    Miao''er pointed her hand forward, "The spiritual field is painted."


    When he saw the ink painting formation, he followed him to draw.


    But the formation is complex and the formation patterns are numerous. If the seedlings cannot be drawn, they will find something to draw.


    He has painted all the awesome, chicken.


    Now it’s the turn of painting the spiritual field.


    Miao''er painted Lingtian, but according to the brushwork of ink painting, the drawing looks like a formation, not a formation.


    Mo Hua nodded slightly, then suddenly became stunned.


    Formation… Lingtian…


    Mo Hua frowned and thought of something vaguely.


    At this time, another mountain wind blew, blowing the rice seedlings, forming green waves, one heavy after another, connecting all the spiritual fields into one and rippling towards the distance.


    All spiritual fields are like one, echoing each other.


    Mo Hua suddenly stood up, and a storm waves arose in his heart.


    (This chapter ends)