Chapter 756 Shinto Reset (Thank you, Xiaobai’s Radish leader~)


    This evil spirit''s aura is very faint, and if it were an ordinary monk, he would not be able to sense it at all.


    Even Senior Brother Ma himself may not be able to detect that he was carrying this evil spirit on his body.


    But there should be no mistake...


    Mo Hua thought silently in her heart.


    He and the evil **** of the Great Wilderness are "old acquaintances" - although the evil **** of the Great Wilderness does not necessarily recognize him.


    Then Mo Hua couldn''t help frowning again.


    But why does this Senior Brother Ma have an aura of an evil god?


    Could it be that Senior Brother Ma is one of the evil god’s minions?


    Or did he just accidentally come into contact with some statues of evil gods or sacrifices?


    If this is true, it means that the evil **** has already begun to erode the sect without realizing it. Not only the Duanjin Gate, but also the other twelve ranks, eight major sects, and even the four major sects may not be spared.


    Even if it has not eroded, at least it has begun to penetrate.


    If a person has great desires in his heart, he will definitely not be able to play with the evil gods without practicing Taoism.


    “The situation is not very good…”


    Ink painting sighs.


    Also, that senior brother Ma seemed to be deliberately approaching Xiaomu.


    Will he have any other thoughts?


    "Do you want to remind Xiaomutou?"


    Ink painting was pondered for a moment and shook his head.


    Xiaomu is too simple, and his mind is written on his face. I told him that it is too easy to reveal his feelings.


    The senior brother Ma can basically tell at a glance that Xiao Mutou is suing him.


    So, we can''t say it now, so as not to alert the enemy.


    Just pay attention to it yourself.


    Besides, the affairs of Senior Brother Ma are just his own suspicion. Perhaps he had only encountered some evil gods and demons by chance, and he might not have really had something to do with the evil gods.


    "I hope this is the case..."


    Mo Hua said silently in his heart.


    He looked up again and looked at the misty clouds, simple and elegant, and majestic Taixu Gate.


    "If Tai Amen really began to be penetrated by the evil god..."


    "So where is my Taixu Sect?"


    Mo Hua''s eyes were stern, and then he thought for a while before he realized that Taixu Sect should be fine.


    If there were signs of being penetrated by the evil **** in the Taixu Sect, I would have discovered it long ago, and the disciples dominated by the evil **** could not escape their eyes.


    Ink painting breathed lightly.


    “That’s good…”


    Then Mo Hua was stunned again.


    Why?


    Why do other sects, even Tai''amen, which have a connection with the ancestors of Taixu Sect, have signs of being eroded by evil gods, but Taixu Sect can "maintain the body alone"?


    Mo Hua frowned and puzzled.


    Suddenly, he felt something. He raised his head and looked far away. He walked over the long straight steps, over the attic and temples with traces of time, over the mountains surrounded by clouds and fog, and looked at the ancient, majestic and amazing back mountain hidden deep.


    A name came to my mind again:


    "Taixu''s Divine Thoughts Turning Sword True Art..."


    Mo Hua was stunned and her eyes were bright.


    …


    Later, when we returned to the disciple''s residence, when we arrived at dinner time, Mo Hua called Yuer and went to the dining hall together and had supper.


    Influenced by ink painting, Yuer also loves to eat chicken legs.


    After dinner, Mo Hua checked Yu''er''s formation lessons.


    This is Wen Renwan’s request.


    She knew that the "master" of ink painting was from Mr. Xun and learned the formation very well, so she gave the ink painting a lot of good things. When Mo Hua had time, she would help me guide Yu''er to learn the formation.


    Aunt Wan treated herself very well, let alone taught Yu''er, so Mo Hua naturally agreed.


    Today''s ink painting is considered to be Yu''er''s half "formation master".


    After class in practice, or after dinner, I will tutor Yu''er to learn the formation.


    Because Yu''er is young and is still in the enlightenment stage, she learns it simple and it is very easy to guide her ink paintings.


    Because he was teaching ink painting, Yuer also learned very seriously and made rapid progress.


    Ink painting is very pleased.


    After checking Yu''er''s formation homework, Mo Hua sent Yu''er back to her room, then returned to her room and began to formally study the "Shendao Formation" copied from the mountains and forests.


    There are 18 copies of the manuscript of the Shinto Formation he copied.


    Each formation has the same internal structure and similar formation patterns. It can be clearly seen that it is the same type of "shendao formation".


    But in each formation, the specific formation patterns are different.


    Just like on the same tree, the leaves that seem to be the same have different patterns.


    This seems to be...


    "Shendao Reset Formation?"


    It’s right to think about it. If a large mountain forest is bound to have a single formation, the effect of a single formation will inevitably be limited.


    Single arrays need to be combined to form a certain scale of reconstruction arrays in order to better conceal the spiritual consciousness and hide the secrets.


    But at most it is to restore the formation.


    The Great Shrine Array above the Reconstruction Formation is simply impossible.


    The inheritance of the divine formation is rare, and there are very few formation masters who can master the divine formation.


    Where can anyone have the ability to use so many Shinto formation masters and consume so much mind power to build a magnificent "Shendao formation"...


    It is already very good to be able to build the Shinto Restoration Formation.


    "So, what kind of Shendao Restoration Formation is spread in the dense forest?"


    Ink painting thought silently.


    "Shendao Formation" is a general term for a type of formation. Each pair of Shinto Formation should have its own name.


    Including the Four Symbol Formation is the same.


    Mo Hua has seen two four-simulation formations now, one is on the head of a vulture, the eagle-like four-simulation formation, and the other is on the arm of a demon cultivator, and the other is on the wolf-like four-simulation formation.


    From its characteristics, it can be called the "Four Eagle Pattern Array" and the "Four Elephant Wolf Pattern Array".


    But what about the Shinto formation?


    The shrine formations in the small fishing village and the dense forest seem to be of the same lineage, but the formation patterns of the two are different, and they should be two different types of shrine formations.


    The shrine formation in the small fishing village is like a "gate".


    After closing, you can cover up some cause and effect and energy.


    Covering the forehead can also isolate some evil spirits and evil spirits.


    And the shrine formation in the dense forest is like a ball of "fog".


    Through the divine thought array pattern, a fog of divine thoughts is woven into a hazy fog, making people''s spiritual consciousness unable to see the depth under the fog.


    But what are the names of these two types of formations?


    But there is no clue in the ink painting.


    After all, these formations are incomplete "half-baked" inheritance, and they are all "grabbing the sheep", so naturally they have no beginning or end.


    "I don''t know the name of the formation..."


    Mo Hua shook her head and continued to study.


    He wanted to calculate the eighteen array patterns with different divine formations copied from the dense forest one by one, compare them, and then summarize the same array patterns to find out the secrets.


    The simple and elegant disciples are in the middle, and the lights are bright.


    The ink painting sat upright and focused, and her eyes were bright and dazzling under the light.


    The spiritual consciousness is consumed little by little, and the derivation is advancing step by step.


    The patterns in the pen are also drawn together in strokes and strokes.


    At midnight, Mo Hua turned off the lights and lay on the bed. His spiritual consciousness sank into the sea of ??consciousness, and continued to perform derivation on the Taoist monument.


    The calculation on the Taoist stele has been several times faster.


    Soon, ink painting gained some understanding.


    This is a relatively simple structure of the Shinto Reconstruction Array.


    A little similar to the reconstruction of the child and mother Si Nan, a core mother array that controls the complex single child array, which is connected to each other, forming a "fog" of divine thought.


    The difference is that the single "sub-form" of the reorganization of the mother and son Si Nan is the same, and is replicated by one mold.


    And all its "shendao Recovery Formation" in front of you are the same formation, but the shape has changed.


    It is like a big tree, each leaf has its own veins.


    And the overall structure of this formation is a bit like the "Lingshu Formation".


    There is a corresponding array "sequence" above each secondary sub-array to distinguish the array structure.


    "In the dense forest, there are many confused such unknown divine formations, and each formation is similar but special."


    "Have a similar array pivot structure, but also has different array pattern sequences..."


    "The structure of the reconstructed array is simple, but it involves many specific array patterns, which is very complicated..."


    Ink painting breathed slowly and relaxed.


    He figured out these divine formations roughly.


    But at this stage, he cannot summarize the same array structure, nor can he find the rules between these sequence array patterns.


    Of course, let alone the deeper principles of formation.


    However, on the first day, he only copied more than a dozen array patterns.


    The dense forest is still very large, and there are still many formation patterns. You can copy more and study more. You can always thoroughly study it and master the "fog"-like divine formation in the dense forest.


    Mo Hua nodded.


    Then he rested for a while and continued to deduce it on the Taoist monument, wanting to become more familiar with these divine formation patterns to see if he had any omissions or if he could have other inspirations...


    …


    Taixu Sect, the elder''s residence.


    Xunziyou thought carefully and decided to report to the ancestor first.


    "Shendao Formation?"


    Mr. Xun looked as usual, but his heart was sank.


    How could it be a Shinto formation...


    The inheritance of that sect is famous for its secrets and formations.


    One deed and one trick, two calculations of heavenly secrets, the flow of the immortal heaven formation, ten thousand formations are one... But I have never heard of it, and there is still the inheritance of the divine formation.


    Even the boy surnamed Zhuang was talented and had extraordinary formations, and he had never used any divine formations in his life.


    The divine formation itself is like the Yin-Yang Two-Ordinary Formation, it is an ancient formation with a very old age.


    The difficulty of Yin and Yang is obscure, the great way is simple, and the meaning is not understood.


    The divine formation is difficult to lie in the divine consciousness, it is bizarre and difficult to measure, and it has unknowing dangers.


    These two types of formations are almost lost.


    But the Yin and Yang yin are still within the formation system.


    The Shinto formation is unique.


    To this day, ordinary monks, even some high-grade formation masters, probably have never heard of the word "Shendao Formation".


    Where did the kid in Mo Hua come from?


    And depending on the situation, he is still very familiar with it?


    Mr. Xun frowned and thoughts were full of thoughts for a moment:


    Did someone teach him? Or did he figured it out by himself?


    Or is it really his master, the special inheritance left to him?


    After all, their sect is unfathomable, its inheritance is too long, and its background is very terrifying. The disciples of the sects of all generations are all perverted geniuses.


    The boy surnamed Zhuang doesn’t know that, it doesn’t mean that there is no such inheritance.


    If so...


    That is, he knew that the deadline was over, so he specially left it for Mo Hua''s child before his death.


    Mr. Xun felt emotion. Even though his own death is approaching, he still takes such painstaking efforts to leave such a heritage, which shows how much that man values ??ink painting...


    With his lofty and rebellious nature, I am afraid that he has never treated anyone in his life, and has done his best to do his best to do his best to do his best to him...


    Mr. Xun felt a little sad for a moment.


    Xunziyou didn’t know these past events.


    Seeing that the ancestor''s expression changed, he was not unfamiliar with the four words "Shendao Formation", so he guessed in his heart that the ancestor was probably biased and taught it to Mo Hua privately.


    But now he thinks that he takes it for granted.


    If you don’t have enough talent, it’s useless to pass on it.


    At least the ancestor passed this formation to himself, and he would definitely not be able to learn it.


    Since I can’t learn it, I can’t blame the ancestor for being partial.


    Xunziyou nodded slightly.


    Mr. Xun glanced at Xunziyou and reminded him:


    "You just need to be responsible for the safety of the child of Mohua and the formation. Let him check it out, learn it by himself, and think it by himself, and don''t care."


    "yes."


    Xunzi bowed his hands and bowed.


    …


    The next day, Mo Hua went to Lian Yaoshan again early in the morning.


    At this time, Elder Xun had just brewed tea.


    Mo Hua and Elder Xun drank tea together, then set out together, arrived at the dense forest, and continued to walk deeper along the route explored yesterday.


    As the ink painting walks, looking for trees, deducing and recording the array patterns.


    Xun Ziyou couldn''t understand anyway, so he focused on protecting him.


    However, as a bodyguard, he has now gone from secret to light, and there is no need to be careful. He has tiptoed less worries and has become much easier.


    In this way, until the sunset sets, the sky is filled with clouds and night gradually falls.


    The ink painting records more than 20 handwritten copies of the Shinto array patterns.


    These array patterns are materials. After deducing and research, the understanding of the divine formation can be further deepened, thereby restoring the original appearance of the formation.


    "It''s getting late, go back." Xunzi said leisurely.


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    The two of them walked back along the mountain road.


    The sunset sinks a little bit by bit, the forests are quiet, and Mo Hua feels relaxed, so she walks with Elder Xunziyou while chatting with each other.


    Ask some questions such as: "Elder, where is your hometown?"


    "How many generations of great-grandsons are you Mr. Xun?"


    “Have you been married?”


    "Do you have a child?"


    "We Taixu Sect, the late-stage elder of the Jindan stage, how much is the salary of spiritual stones per month? Are there any other benefits?"


    ...and other words.


    Xunzi sighed, there was no way to use ink painting, so he could only choose some questions that could be answered.


    If it is really inconvenient to answer, he just pretends that he hasn''t heard it.


    In this way, after walking for a while, a scream suddenly sounded:


    “Ink painting!”


    Mo Hua and Xun Ziyou were both stunned. When they turned around, they saw a young man with a fair face and handsome face in a brocade golden Taoist robe with his eyes gushing fire and looking at this side with anger.


    I recognize ink painting.


    It was the young white-faced disciple of Duanjin Gate, Song Jian.


    As soon as Song Jian saw the ink painting, his eyes couldn''t move away. His eyes stared at the ink painting and shouted angrily:


    "It''s considered that I''ve encountered you!"


    "Mo! Draw! I''ve been looking for you for a long time!"


    "You asked someone to beat me up, **** my spiritual sword, destroy my hard work, and lie to me! Find a big guy to fight with me, you are watching the show on the side, and you are using this to tease me!"


    "These strokes, the **** hatreds, I will never forget them in this life!"


    "Today, I will avenge my previous shame and let you..."


    Next to it is a disciple of the Broken Kinmen who pulls Song Jian''s sleeves.


    Song Jian got rid of it impatiently.


    The disciple pulled him again.


    Song Jian was slightly angry and turned his head and asked, "What''s wrong?"


    The disciple of Duanjin Gate next to him winked at Song Jian and looked around Mo Hua.


    Song Jian was puzzled and looked at his sight. Only then did he realize that there was an elder standing beside Mo Hua with a silent face.


    Elder of Taixu Sect Golden Pill!


    Song Jian felt a chill in his heart.


    He has been looking for ink paintings all over the mountains and fields, but he has never encountered them.


    It was finally encountered today. He was furious and ecstatic for a moment. He didn''t notice that there was an elder of Taixu Sect next to Mo Hua.


    Moreover, it is the Golden Dan Elder!


    Song Jian was stunned.


    His arrogant arrogance instantly became listless.


    No matter how brave he is, he would not dare to make trouble for Mo Hua in front of the Golden Elder of Taixu Sect.


    "Good elder..."


    Song Jian whispered.


    A group of disciples from the Duanjin Gate also shrank and bowed to Xunziyou.


    "Yeah." Xun Ziyou nodded slightly and said lightly, "Disciples should be gentle and polite. Even if they are not the same sect, they should not provoke trouble."


    "yes…"


    Song Jian said reluctantly.


    "Okay," Xun Ziyou said, "It''s late, go back early."


    Song Jian and others were as if they were amnesty, and they saluted, saying "Elder, say goodbye" in groups of three or three, and then they hurriedly escaped.


    Xun Ziyou shook his head.


    After getting far away, a disciple of Duan Kinmen said:


    "Young Master, what should I do now?"


    Song Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable ink painting! Extremely shameless! He actually carried the Golden Pill Elder with him!"


    A disciple whispered, "Elder Jindan, you can''t just carry it with you..."


    Especially in the Demon Refining Mountain.


    "This ink painting seems to have a good status in the sect, so I''m afraid it''s not easy to offend..."


    "Are we going to cause trouble for him?"


    A group of disciples of the Song family hesitated.


    "Nonsense!" Song Jian said angrily, "If you don''t take this revenge, I will not be able to swallow this breath for the rest of my life!"


    "How to report?" a disciple asked in a low voice.


    Song Jian thought about it, but could not think of any way to punish the ink painting. When he looked up, he saw that everyone was staring at him, and he immediately became a little angry:


    "I have my own way! What should I do if I ask so much?"


    “Yes, yes…”


    A group of disciples of the Song family were submissive.


    Song Jian was upset and said, "Go back first, let''s do something like Mo Hua, and then make a long-term plan. As long as he is still stumbling in this mountain, it will fall into my hands one day!"


    "Then this elder..."


    "How could the elder of Taixu Sect be so idle and follow him every day?"


    "What if...what should I follow you every day?"


    Song Jian was furious: "You are arguing with me, right?"


    The disciple dared not speak.


    Song Jian sneered, "Even if the elders follow you every day, there will always be times when they relax. As long as you keep an eye on it, there will always be a chance to start."


    “Yes, the young master is wise…”


    Song Jian disdained this kind of flattery.


    He looked at the direction of Mohua''s departure, feeling unwilling to accept it, but he had no choice but to say coldly:


    “Go back first!”


    "yes."


    Song Jian took the lead and the group walked down the mountain.


    But he didn''t notice that while he was staring at the ink painting, there were also a pair of gloomy eyes staring at him coldly in the darkness of the mountains and forests.


    …


    On the other side, Mo Hua asked Xun Ziyou curiously, "Elder, in the Duanjin Gate, is the Song family inconsistent with the Jin family?"


    "Yes," Xun Ziyou nodded, "There are many families and factions in the sect, not only the Duanjin Sect, but also in other sects, which is also common."


    "oh…"


    Ink painting is thoughtful.


    "By the way," Xun Ziyou said again, "That boy from the Song family seems to have a deep hatred for you. Please be careful in the mountains."


    Mo Hua waved his hand, "It''s okay, it''s just a child."


    Xunziyou was stunned for a moment, and was speechless for a moment.


    You are younger than him...


    After walking for a while, the cunning in Mo Hua''s eyes flashed by and she quietly said, "By the way, Elder Xun, I have a small request..."


    Xunziyou felt nervous.


    You little fox look like you, you didn’t have a good idea at first sight, and the request will definitely not be small.


    Xun Ziyou said vigilantly: "You talk about it first."


    Mo Hua said: "Can I take a few days off?"


    "Ask for leave?"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded and said seriously, "The demon cultivator has ulterior motives and hides in this dense forest. If he didn''t find it out earlier, it would be a great harm."


    "So, I want to take a leave to restore the formation in this dense forest as soon as possible, so that I can capture the demon cultivator earlier and give me peace of mind."


    Xunziyou has a complicated expression.


    If he hadn''t been watching the ink painting for these days, he would have almost believed what he had done.


    This child has no worries in his stomach.


    It must not be that simple!


    However, the ancestor once again instructed, "Let him check the formation matters by himself, learn it by himself, and think about it by himself..."


    Some things, Mo Hua definitely didn''t tell the truth, but learning the formation is indeed a fact.


    Xunzi hesitated for a moment and sighed:


    "Okay, I''ll talk to Elder Song."


    The matter of demon cultivator is indeed undesirable.


    Since ink painting needs to learn formations, I naturally have to help.


    Mo Huacanran smiled and said:


    "Thank you, Elder Xun!"


    Because of being an elder of Taixu Sect, he is just happy to do things, and taking leave is much easier.


    Although Uncle Gu Changhuai is also good, he is far inferior to Elder Xun when asking for leave for himself.


    Mo Hua said silently in her heart.


    Afterwards, Elder Xun successfully asked for leave for Mo Hua.


    Ink painting can also concentrate on studying the Shinto formations in the dense forest.


    His research on the Shinto formation has deepened little by little, and with the copying of the formation, he is naturally approaching the depths of the dense forest.


    Not long after, he found the traces of the demon cultivator in the dense forest.


    A blood-colored stream, the surrounding demon blood was dried up. In addition, there were a large number of monsters'' bones and remains...


    ?Thank you for the leader of Xiaobai’s radish reward~


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    (This chapter ends)