Chapter 714 Bottleneck


    After returning to the sect, Mo Hua pondered Master Gu’s words for a while.


    Not considering the subdivision of the Taoist cultivation industry, in a sense, array media is both a spiritual weapon and a spiritual weapon is also a array media.


    As he cultivates himself higher, his spiritual sense becomes stronger and his understanding of formations becomes deeper, and his methods of using "earth" as a medium and drawing land as a formation become more proficient.


    The dependence on general "machine media" is not that high.


    There is something like spiritual weapon, and it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t exist.


    Ink painting is not particularly dependent.


    But if you want to extend the formation, or to maximize the function of the formation, you have to consider the adaptation of the formation and the "media" of the external object.


    This scope is very wide.


    Including both ordinary array media and standard spiritual weapons. Of course, the most important thing is to customize spiritual weapons.


    Mo Hua remembered the small fishing village again.


    The fishing repairs in the small fishing village have a hard life and have a hard time living. The fishing boats, fishing nets, harpoons and other tools used are very rough in refining, not to mention the formation.


    The cultivation world has been reproducing for more than 20,000 years, and the skills of refining weapons and formations are already very mature.


    But these skills of practicing Taoism can be truly used on these lower-level monks.


    The world of cultivation has developed, but inheritance has been monopolized.


    The skills have been iterated, but they have been used to exploit them.


    Not only the small fishing village, Tongxiancheng, Nanyue City, and the underlying conditions of the various fairy cities we saw along the way were roughly the same.


    The ink painting has a complicated expression and feels something.


    Cultivators will realize the way of heaven and benefit all life.


    The formation is the manifestation of the way of heaven.


    I was born in a tiny way, and I had so many opportunities along the way and had learned so many formations. Naturally, I should also uphold the will of heaven and earth and benefit the people of heaven and earth with what I have learned.


    This is the "Tao" I have realized at the moment.


    It is the way of practice and the way of formation.


    Ink painting looked up at the sky.


    The sky is vast, encompassing everything, reproduction and endless, and self-improvement.


    In the dark, Mo Hua felt that this should also be the way to "eternal life".


    But this is just a vague understanding of whether it is true or not, it still needs to be verified by one''s own practice.


    The great way must be practiced personally.


    This is also what the master taught him.


    If you only realize the Tao, but not the Tao, it is the same as not enlightening.


    Only by personally practicing the "Tao" you have realized can you know whether your "Tao" is right.


    Persevere if you are right, and correct if you are wrong.


    Only by moving forward step by step, constantly understanding and practicing can we finally achieve the true path of immortality.


    The ink painting''s eyes are clear, and the Taoist heart is suddenly clear.


    After that, whenever he had time, he began to think about the matching of formation and formation media in his heart.


    Consider how to widely apply the formation to standard spiritual weapons, and how to maximize the power of the formation by customizing the spiritual weapons...


    Mo Hua made a lot of draft array drawings, but unfortunately he couldn''t leave the Qianxuezhou community for the time being, so he also had to concentrate on learning formations.


    Therefore, these drafts of the array can only stay at the level of concept and have no chance to try their best.


    Ink painting is a bit regrettable.


    And time passed by little by little, and a few months passed in a blink of an eye.


    The spiritual consciousness of ink painting has not increased at all.


    Because of the laws of heaven, they lie in his sea of ??consciousness, constantly "deducting taxes", pressing his spiritual realm under the eighteen lines, so as not to prevent his spiritual thoughts from growing endlessly and breaking through some limits.


    Ink painting is a little helpless.


    When he had time, he had also studied the law of cracks in the sea of ??consciousness, but this kind of thing was too profound and had never seen in ink painting. In a short period of time, he could not study anything, so he could only let it go.


    The future is long, so don’t rush to pull the wool of heaven.


    But his spiritual consciousness was stuck, but his cultivation level had improved significantly.


    Ink painting can clearly feel that its spiritual power has gradually become saturated and has reached a bottleneck period of middle realm.


    A few days later, one morning, Mo Hua meditated and practiced, and suddenly the energy trembled and a strange phenomenon suddenly arose.


    As before, the sea of ??qi was saturated, and the spiritual power suddenly turned into a mercury-like gossip, overflowing from the meridians, wandering from the collaterals, and gathering towards the Baihui point on the top of the head.


    When passing through the Tianmen acupoint, the spiritual power gossiping thread was like weaving a thread, seeping into the ink painting of consciousness, and finally weaving it into the sea of ??consciousness.


    This time the spiritual curtain is more concise than when refining Qi.


    In the Qi Refining Realm, the spiritual curtain is like water mist, and the spiritual curtain at this time is like water curtain.


    And in the spiritual curtain, the array patterns flow.


    These array patterns are all second-grade, full of light and complex, forming a large mysterious array.


    This process is very familiar to ink painting.


    It is the process of the ordinary Tianyan Jue generating the bottleneck of the "mystery array".


    But the difference is that Mo Hua discovered that the spiritual power in the sea of ??consciousness this time was a faint silvery white, just like the real silvery mercury.


    This is a manifestation of the qualitative change in divine thoughts.


    In the ink painting, I remember that the color that symbolizes the divine essence of the divine level begins with silver.


    Mo Hua breathed a little relieved and felt a little grateful.


    I was right. When I reached the foundation-building realm and broke through the bottleneck of the Tianyan Art, I not only needed the realm of spiritual consciousness as the basis, but also the attainment of formation as a means, but also the level of spiritual thought as a qualification.


    The mysterious array in front of him is completely condensed by the silver marrow-like mind power, like a stream of silver pouring down the ground, dazzling and magical.


    The divine level is not enough and there is no right to solve the puzzle formation.


    There is not a high attainment in formation and cannot solve the mystery formation.


    The realm of spiritual consciousness is insufficient, I am afraid that I don’t have the ability to encounter this bottleneck.


    All kinds of requirements are really incredible.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but sigh:


    "What kind of martial arts have I learned..."


    The requirements for this technique are too harsh and do not seem to be for others to learn.


    But it seems that it cannot be learned by "theistic".


    Gods are born with the Tao, and they are born with knowledge. I have never heard of ink paintings, so gods still have to learn martial arts.


    Then what did you learn this technique?


    Ink painting frowned.


    Demon? magic?


    No matter how I thought about Mo Hua, I felt it was impossible, so I gave up.


    "Forget it, I''ve been on the pirate ship anyway, so it''s impossible to change the course, so I can only practice with my eyes closed."


    Ink painting has already made preparations for breaking through the bottleneck.


    He is also familiar with the matter of resolving the formation.


    He also achieved the conditions of the divine level.


    Just take some time and follow the steps to solve the mystery array one by one, and the bottleneck will naturally be broken.


    But the ink painting was a bit surprised, the color of the mystery array was silver...


    Silver is the color of the divine marrow, symbolizing the divine level.


    The ink painting swallowed a large amount of divine essence, and most of the divine thoughts were incarnated, and they were blended with light golden blood, and a trace of pure gold.


    Compared with silver, it is far ahead.


    The requirements of the God-level requirements of the bottleneck of the Tianyan Jue seem perverted, but for today''s ink paintings, it is a bit low.


    Ink painting was a little disappointed.


    Just silver...


    If I had known this would be fine, I wouldn''t have to work so much. I would go to explore the dry well, break into the fishing village, enter the river **** temple, kill the river god, and "eat" the evil god.


    It’s a waste of worries.


    I plan ahead, and I plan a little too ahead of my mind.


    However, this is just the beginning of the qualitative change of divine thoughts. It seems normal to use silver mind power as the threshold.


    I''m afraid it''s not that simple later.


    "later…"


    I thought about it for a while and felt a little shocked.


    The bottleneck at the back is not the requirement of light gold or pure gold, but the higher jade color and glass, right?


    What level of **** marrow is this?


    Where can I find this kind of wise to eat?


    The key is, can you beat these terrible gods?


    The scalp is a little numb when ink painting.


    "It seems that the essence of the spirit still needs to eat more. If you can''t eat good food, eat more ordinary ones and accumulate less and become more. Otherwise, it will be really troublesome to break through the bottleneck in the future..."


    Mo Hua sighed in her heart.


    However, at present, the bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation building is not difficult.


    Just take some time to solve the mystery array of consciousness one by one and break through the bottleneck, and your own cultivation level will be successfully promoted to the middle stage of foundation building.


    In the middle stage of foundation building, you can keep up with the progress of your classmates and you don’t have to stop the level.


    Otherwise, if your cultivation level cannot keep up, you will have to be reinstateed. Then I, a young senior brother, have only been working as a junior brother for more than a year.


    Fortunately, my cultivation has kept up...


    Ink painting slowly breathed a sigh of relief.


    After that, the ink painting practiced peacefully and steadily, breaking through the bottleneck little by little, and the progress was under control.


    And soon, the New Year is approaching.


    The second year of ink painting in Taixu Gate is about to end.


    After the annual end-of-year assessment, Taixu Gate will have an annual leave.


    The achievements of ink painting are the same as last year, with a stable performance.


    He can''t get any other ratings except "Ar" in the formation.


    He basically cannot get any other ratings for other alchemy, weapon refining and other homework except "C".


    This transcript can be said to be without any surprises, and naturally there is no sense of expectation.


    Ink paintings were expected, and the heart was as calm as water.


    After the New Year holiday, most of the disciples went back to their families to celebrate the New Year.


    The ink painting is still left in Taixu Gate.


    The road is far away, the mountains and rivers are far away, and the sea of ??clouds is vast. He can’t go back at all. He can only stay in the sect alone, read the formation books every day, learn the formations, and break the bottleneck. Although lonely, it is fulfilling.


    But he still gave himself two days off.


    On the 28th day before the New Year, the Gu family had a family dinner.


    Aunt Wan called him over to play, relax, look at the colorful lights, and eat something good.


    Ink paintings are a little hesitant.


    Gu Jiajia’s dinner, isn’t it good to go to yourself?


    But Yu''er was on the side, holding his sleeves, looking at him with watery eyes.


    Mo Hua was a little soft-hearted and agreed.


    It was soon on the 28th day, Mo Hua was about to leave the sect and head to the Gu family, so he went to say goodbye to Mr. Xun.


    Mr. Xun was a little surprised to hear that Mo Hua was going to the Gu family to attend the family dinner.


    He knew that Mo Hua had a friendship with the Gu family, but he didn''t expect that the friendship was so deep that he could even go to have a free meal for the family banquet before the New Year.


    Gu family, Wen family, Shangguan family...


    Mr. Xun thought for a moment, thought for a moment, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the empty ink painting, and asked:


    "You''re going to the banquet like this?"


    Mo Hua scratched her head.


    It’s not that he doesn’t want to give anything.


    The key is that he has nothing to give.


    The Gu family and the Wen family are all great families with countless years of wealth and great power, with spiritual stones formed by mountains and nothing is needed.


    There is nothing I can do with this little bit of money.


    I gave Aunt Wan a three-color golden lotus carp, but that was obtained by chance. It was not easy to get and it was very expensive.


    And in the end, half of the three-color carp fell into her stomach, and the other half was eaten by Yuer. Aunt Wan only drank some soup...


    Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "Wait."


    After saying that, he got up, took out the paper and pen, wrote down a few words with his own hands, and handed them to the ink painting.


    "If you take it there, just take it as a gift."


    Mo Hua was stunned and a little flattered.


    Over the years, he also knew that Mr. Xun seemed to be an "old teacher", but his knowledge, mind, demeanor, and his looming majesty were definitely not an ordinary monk.


    It seems to be just a few simple words, but it must be very expensive.


    “Old sir…”


    Ink painting is a little embarrassed to answer.


    "It''s okay," Mr. Xun looked at Mo Hua with a relieved look, and even said with a kind smile, "Speaking of it, my Taixu Sect owes them a huge favor."


    A huge favor...


    Mo Hua nodded.


    So that''s it... there is still this reason inside.


    It is said that the two major families of Shangguan Wenren, and the three sects of Tai''a Chongxu, had some connections before. It is normal for some relationships between each other.


    I just don’t know what it is that can make Taixu Sect owe favors...


    Mo Hua was very curious.


    But this kind of human relationship between sects and families is not something he can find the bottom line.


    Mo Hua respectfully took the word and said with a smile:


    “Thank you, Mr.!”


    Mr. Xun stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.


    Then Mo Hua took the car and left Taixu Gate and went to the Gu family.


    The Gu family is decorated with lights and colorful, but not luxurious, lively and festive.


    Gu Changhuai is still busy with the Daotingsi affairs, and it seems that he will not be back in the evening.


    As the end of the year approaches, Wen Renwan has a lot of things to do, and Mo Hua has not seen her.


    On the contrary, when Yu''er saw Mo Hua, she cheered and threw herself into Mo Hua''s arms.


    Wen Renwei, who was standing beside him, said:


    "Miss Wan has delayed something and has time for dinner. Young Master Mo might as well take Master Yuer around. Qingzhou City is very lively during the festival."


    Yu''er looked at the ink painting happily.


    Mo Hua also nodded with a smile.


    There are a few days left, and the New Year is coming. Qingzhou City is indeed very lively and full of New Year atmosphere.


    Drawing formations every day, and ink paintings that have not been resting for a long time have also become fun.


    He took Yu''er and walked along the bustling Qingzhou City for a day.


    Along the way, there were traffic and roads, people were like flowing water, and the market was lined up with red lanterns hanging from the street to the corners.


    Occasionally there are fireworks competing for beauty, a wide range of toys, and snacks with different flavors.


    As the ink paintings were walking around, I felt a little depressed when I saw the lively scenes around me.


    In the midst of the crowds, he remembered the days he had been in Tongxian City again.


    I remembered my parents, my friends, and the uncontrollable Uncle Zhang.


    There are also masters who care about themselves, mysterious grandfather, stupid senior brother and good-looking senior sister...


    The practice of Taoism is long and the world is rising and falling.


    I don’t know when I can see you again.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but sigh, and looked sad, and suddenly realized that there were more candied haws in front of him.


    Mo Hua turned his head and saw Yu''er holding a string of long candied haws in her mouth and gnawing them. With the other hand, she handed another string of crystal clear, rosy and sweet candied haws in front of her, and said in a slight voice:


    "Brother Mo, candied haws!"


    Yu''er took a total of two strings, ate one by herself, and gave a string of ink painting.


    Mo Hua laughed and touched Yu''er''s little head, then took the candied haws and took a bite. It turned out to be sour and sweet, and it was very delicious.


    After eating candied haws, Mohua felt much better.


    "Let''s go, I''ll take you to play."


    Mo Hua took Yu''er''s little hand and walked along the street for a whole day.


    It was not until night fell, the lights were on, and the family dinner was about to begin, Mo Hua took Yuer to look back at the family.


    It was just that the road was crowded, and it took a little bit of effort.


    When I arrived at the Gu family, Mo Hua suddenly realized that the atmosphere was a little wrong.


    The laughter and joyfulness during the day were much more solemn at night, and the monks coming and going were much more restrained and dared not speak loudly.


    Mo Hua was a little strange. When he saw Gu An passing by by chance, his eyes lit up and he waved quickly, "Brother Xiao An."


    Gu An was stunned. When he saw Mo Hua, he came over immediately and greeted him.


    Mo Hua asked in a low voice: "Is something happened?"


    "It''s not counting," Gu An looked around and lowered his voice, "There''s someone from Shangguan''s family."


    "Shangguan family?" Mo Hua was stunned, looked down at Yuer with a confused look on his face, and asked Gu An in confusion, "What can the Shangguan family do when they come? Isn''t the relationship between the Gu family and the Shangguan family good..."


    Why is the atmosphere so tense?


    Gu An shook his head, "I don''t know either, but the people who came to the Shangguan family this time seem to have a high status and cannot be offended, so the head of the family asked the disciples in the clan to be cautious in their words and actions."


    "Oh." Mo Hua nodded.


    But this doesn''t seem to have anything to do with him.


    He just came to have some food.


    What''s more, I am just a young foundation-building monk, and the Shangguan family may not take him seriously.


    Soon, the family dinner began.


    Most of them are from the Gu family, either elders, some Diansi, Zhengshi, or ordinary disciples.


    Ink paintings often come to Gu’s family, and most of them look familiar.


    Some elders, such as Uncle Gu’s aunt, Gu Hong, Elder Gu, saw Mo Hua behaved and cute, and often chatted with Mo Hua.


    Most of the other elders also know ink paintings.


    Many of them are familiar with ink paintings.


    Most of them worked in Daotingsi, and some even "fight side by side" with Mo Hua.


    As Mo Hua walked along the way, people kept saying hello, saying hello, greetings, or chatting.


    Ink painting is like returning to his own home...


    Gu Changhuai, who had just finished his official duties and rushed home, sat next to him and looked at him with a very complicated expression.


    Even he almost forgot that Mo Hua''s child was named "Mo" but not Gu...


    Wen Renwan smiled slightly and waved to the ink painting from afar.


    Mo Hua took Yu''er to Wen Renwan''s side.


    Yu''er threw herself into Wen Renwan''s arms again and shouted affectionately: "Mom."


    Wen Renwan''s face was full of smiles. She pinched Yuer''s face, turned her head and smiled and said to Mo Hua:


    "You will sit here later and there are delicious foods."


    "Uh-huh!"


    Ink painting nodded repeatedly.


    Wen Renwan looked at the face of Mo Hua again and said warmly:


    "I seem to have lost weight a little compared to the previous few days. I guess I have been practicing too hard. I will ask them to make some soup later to make up for you."


    Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you Aunt Wan."


    Wen Renwan smiled softly, then pulled Mo Hua and sat down, and took some fresh spiritual melons and fruits for him to eat.


    Mo Hua sat down steadily, gnawed the melon, looked up at the upper seat, and saw two people sitting on the high platform of the first seat not far away.


    One person is the head of the Gu family.


    I have seen Mo Hua, but I have never spoken.


    Another person has a deep breath, a grand appearance, and is extremely majestic. Although he is over the middle of the year, his temples are slightly white and his eyebrows have faint tail marks, he can still show that he was extremely handsome when he was young.


    Mo Hua guessed that this person was Yu''er''s grandfather.


    That is, the Shangguan family is currently the head of the family, Shangguan Ce.


    (This chapter ends)