Chapter 882 Super Level


    The formation conference adopts the form of a formation test, and the three defeats left the court.


    That is, if there are three sets of test questions in total, if you cannot draw them or if you draw them incorrectly, you will be considered as a failure and exit the examination room.


    This also gives the disciples some tolerance for mistakes.


    After all, the formation is profound, the categories are vast, the shapes are diverse, and the inheritance is diverse.


    No matter how outstanding a disciple is, it is impossible to guarantee that each formation will be drawn without any mistakes.


    If a disciple with the strength of nineteen lines has a defect in inheritance or a temporary mistake, and draws a sixteen lines formation incorrectly and leaves the court, it would be a pity.


    As for the formation, although it is a competition, its essence is still "select".


    Select a truly outstanding genius in the formation.


    Therefore, some "mistakes" situations will be avoided as much as possible.


    And it can test the disciples'' strengths in all aspects such as formation experience, formation background, formation drawing ability, divine consciousness thickness, perseverance strength, and can also give certain fault tolerance "three defeat system" formation test, which gradually continues to be used and becomes the mainstream form of formation competition.


    In terms of array competition, starting from the sixteen patterns, one pattern and one pattern are tested upward.


    Each pattern is a level, and a certain number of formations are required.


    If the participating disciples fail in the cumulative three formations, they will lose in terms of formation.


    The disciples are ranked according to the order of defeat.


    Those who persevere until the end are the leader of this Taoist conference.


    At this time, the first thing I tested was the sixteen-patterned formation.


    The sixteen-patterned formation is just a second-grade intermediate formation. The ink brush flows through the flowing water. In a short while, several sixteen-patterned formations were drawn.


    After finishing the drawing, he glanced at him and checked it, and confirmed that there was no mistake. Only then did he feel relieved.


    Then he sat upright, closed his eyes and rested.


    Mr. Xun said that the process of formation is a long process, and it is also a huge test of divine consciousness, and a tug-of-war.


    Therefore, we must seize every little by little to restore our spiritual consciousness.


    Soon, many other disciples in the field finished drawing the formation and were meditating and resting.


    This is the Qianxuezhou area, and there are countless geniuses in the formation discussion meeting above the later stage of foundation building.


    These test questions are easy to draw ink, and for most people, it is not difficult.


    If you can reach this level, you will not be able to draw the sixteen-patterned formation.


    Of course, this is a big test, and there are always exceptions.


    In the field, some disciples began to scratch their ears and foreheads, some began to regret, their faces turned pale, and some disciples covered their faces and sighed.


    They may have enough spiritual consciousness, but their formation strength is not enough. I didn’t know the formation of the test, but I didn’t know it, so I lost the test when I turned black.


    Some of them have enough formations, but insufficient spiritual consciousness, and cannot withstand such continuous consumption, which makes a mistake.


    There are also some, the formation strength and spiritual consciousness are fine, but the psychological tolerance is not good, and you will be nervous when encountering a big test.


    At this time, it was still under the scrutiny of everyone, and the pressure was even greater, and the strength could not be exerted by 20%.


    Before I could draw a few strokes, my hands began to tremble and my mind went blank.


    Soon, the three formations were used up three times tolerate mistakes, and they could only lose their face and leave the court in depressed manner.


    The teachers and commanders of these disciples also beat their chests and stamped their feet, sighing with regret.


    In this way, the sixteen-patterned formation assessment cleared a small group of disciples.


    There are also some who have already made one or even two formations wrong, and there is no tolerance for mistakes. Next, they can only fight with their backs.


    About one-third of the monks were still there, and there was no mistake in one question.


    Among them are ink paintings.


    Aside him, one or two people had already left the scene, and Mo Hua was still sitting safely.


    This scene was seen by all those who knew Mo Hua.


    The junior brothers of Taixu Sect, senior brothers and sisters of the first year of high school, familiar elders, Wen Renwan and Gu Changhuai, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


    Fortunately, I held on...


    Although they knew that the ink painting formation was of good quality.


    But this is a big test of formation after all. So many people watched it, and the pressure on the spot was too great, and the opponents were all geniuses of various sects who were older than him and had higher cultivation.


    They were afraid that Mo Hua would not be able to withstand the pressure, so they made a mistake and went straight to "game for one round".


    Fortunately, it''s okay...


    It’s enough to pass the sixteen lines. At least you can have a good ranking, so it’s not embarrassing to say it out.


    Many people said silently in their hearts.


    The sixteenth chapter is completed, and then the seventeenth chapter is followed.


    There will be about half an hour to rest during this period.


    This process arrangement is very abundant for the ink painting. His spiritual sense has been fully recovered during this period.


    Half an hour later, the seventeen-line assessment began.


    This time, the difficulty suddenly increased.


    The sixteenth pattern is a second-level intermediate formation, and the seventeenth pattern is promoted to the second-level high-level.


    This is a big threshold, and for ordinary foundation-building disciples, it is the category of "genius".


    After all, if you can really learn the second-grade high-level formation in the foundation-building realm, you are a very rare formation in the entire cultivation world.


    In the examination room, there were obviously more eliminated monks.


    Many people think hard, scratch their ears and heads, but can''t figure it out.


    But this is the formation. No matter how hard you try, you won’t know, let alone it’s still in the exam, and you don’t even have time to think.


    In the end, these disciples could only sigh and gave up.


    There are also those who have drawn the wrong ones. After using three opportunities, I can only regret it. I regretted it and hated that I didn’t work harder and didn’t draw it a few more times.


    It''s obviously a little bit...


    Some disciples even had their spiritual senses dry up as they were drawing. They covered their heads and lie down and were taken down by the examiner for treatment...


    …


    The situation became a little anxious.


    The assessment of the seventeen-patterned formation is much longer than the sixteen-patterned formation.


    Nervousness and depression gradually spread throughout the examination room. More and more disciples could not hold on and retired from the self-examination room.


    And the ink painting is still there, as if no one is around, silently painting...


    Cheng Mo, Situ Jian, Murong Caiyun, Wen Renwan, all of these people who knew Mo Hua were secretly sweating.


    "Come on, my younger brother..."


    “Ink painting…”


    "Just hold on..."


    These people were worried about ink paintings and were very nervous.


    But many of the disciples watching were neither concerned about the formation nor the geniuses of their sect on the field. They just came to join in the fun, but they all felt bored at this time.


    "The formation is indeed boring..."


    "I don''t know what I''m drawing."


    "It''s so depressing, my scalp is numb when I look at it."


    "Those people, as they were drawing, began to cover their heads and their faces turned pale. Does it hurt that much?" Some people didn''t understand.


    "You go and draw the formation, not much, just draw three pairs a day, and you will know it once."


    "I''m too lazy to draw."


    "It''s so boring, how long will it take to draw it?"


    "I don''t know, I''ll draw for one day..."


    "It''s so difficult for them to draw a pen, a piece of ink, and a bunch of formations for a day..."


    "You know nothing."


    "I''m too lazy to understand..."


    Outside the Daoyuan, some disciples who simply joined in the fun and watched the fun gradually retreated.


    Most of the people who stayed were cultivators who truly understood the formation and were determined to follow the formation master''s path.


    Or they are concerned about the honors of the sect, and have disciples of the same class, or the previous class, who competed on stage.


    Those who know how to do it often admire them. Those who care about the sect are worried about it.


    Time passes little by little.


    In the Daoyuan, the formation geniuses of various sects were under tremendous pressure, drawing formations one after another with difficulty.


    The process is quite painful and long.


    Outside the Great Dao, some people left because they felt bored, while some monks outside came in again to watch the ceremony.


    Wen Renwan was hugging Yu''er, and the mother and son were staring at the ink paintings in the scene.


    Just at this moment, a thick but gentle voice sounded:


    "Wan''er."


    Wen Renwan was stunned and raised her head. Seeing that there was a tall and handsome middle-aged man standing beside him at some point, he couldn''t help but say surprise:


    "Dad."


    The man had majestic eyebrows and had several elders with extremely high cultivation following him. He was Wen Renwan''s father, and the current head of the Wen Ren family, Wen Ren Jingxuan.


    Yu''er poked her head out of Wen Renwan''s arms, her eyes shiny, and said with a crisp voice: "Grandpa."


    Wenren Jingxuan smiled at Yu''er, but he was also slightly surprised.


    Yuer''s child''s eyes are too lively and much more lively and cheerful, but the more he does this, the more obscure uneasiness he feels in his heart.


    Shangguan Ce, the head of the Shangguan family on the high platform, and Gu Shouyan, and also stood up and came down to greet them to show respect:


    “Brother Wenren.”


    "Brother Shangguan, Brother Gu," Wenren Jingxuan bowed, "I''m late, sorry."


    "Brother Wenren, please be polite, please sit down."


    "please."


    Wenren and Jing Xuan followed the two to the seat together.


    After sitting down, the few people exchanged some greetings.


    Wenren Jingxuan turned his eyes to the temple. Looking around, he was full of the sects who wrote quickly.


    And what these people have tried their best to draw is the second-grade high-level seventeen-patterned formation.


    Even as the leader of the clan, he couldn''t help but sigh:


    "The Qianxuezhou area is worthy of being a destination for monks all over the world to study."


    "Among all the families and tribes, there are very few disciples who can draw second-grade intermediate formations in the foundation-building realm. In the Qianxuezhou area, it is really amazing that such genius disciples can fill this huge temple."


    "The way of heaven is endless, the earthly spirit and the people are famous, and they are well-known..."


    Shangguan Ce and Gu Shouyan also nodded.


    They are all heads of the family and can better understand the value of talents.


    Among all the karma of cultivation, formation is crucial.


    If it weren''t for this, the leaders of the clan who were plagued by affairs would not have taken time to come to the Taoist discussion meeting to see these disciples compete in formations.


    Second-grade formation may not be anything.


    But it depends on who is painting.


    The second-grade formation of Jindan painting is completely different from the second-grade formation of Foundation Building Painting.


    The foundation-building realm and painting a second-grade high-level formation, this is a real genius.


    Genius means the future.


    This genius disciple in the audience may not be famous at this time.


    But in the near future, someone will likely have a great success in the formation and will enter Tianshu Pavilion and be respected as a formation master.


    Even one day in the future, some of the disciples here will accumulate strength, make the passage of passage, and fully realize the truth, becoming a master-like formation giant, arbitrary decisions and admiration for thousands of people. It is not impossible.


    If you don’t pay attention at this time and make good relationships, you may never be able to reach the top again if you don’t pay attention in the future.


    After all, this is the world of cultivation, and the way of heaven is unpredictable, nothing is impossible.


    At this time, Wenren and Jing Xuan and the other two were drinking tea while chatting, while their eyes were low, and they were patrolling the field, looking for disciples who were outstanding in the formation.


    The three of them paid the most attention to the disciples in the middle of the temple and ranked first.


    These disciples belong to the four major sects.


    The first one is a handsome face, cautious mind and calm temperament, who comes from the Shen family of the Gandao Sect.


    A sword-browed eyebrows and a chic temperament. He comes from the Xiao family of the Tianjian Sect. The brushwork of the painting array is as sharp as a sword.


    The Longding Sect also has a genius who belongs to the Ao family. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a rough face, and doesn''t look like a formation master at all, but his formation talent cannot be underestimated.


    The last person is a female disciple named Duanmuxue. He comes from Wanxiao Sect. He has a simple face, a cold temperament, and is not good at speaking, but has a deep spiritual consciousness.


    The heads of the family had already known these disciples.


    After all, disciples who have some expertise in the formation cannot be unknown. They are all "hot cakes" in the eyes of all forces.


    But it is not that easy to really want to have some relationship with these geniuses.


    After all, "there are more wolves and less meat", and I don''t know how many aristocratic families are staring at these dazzling prides of heaven like hungry wolves.


    Although Wenren and Shangguan are from fifth-rank families, they are not very competitive.


    Not to mention the Gu family.


    Gu Shouyan just looked at it.


    This kind of formation genius who comes from the four major sects has nothing to do with him, being stuck at the threshold of the fifth grade, and having a good connection with the Gu family, which has basically nothing to do with him.


    In addition to the four major sects, there are also some disciples with good formation talents.


    But compared with the top geniuses of the four major sects, it is obviously pale.


    However, it is not top-notch, but also first-class.


    A first-class genius is also a genius, and cannot be underestimated.


    Wenren Jingxuan and Shangguan Ce both silently looked for candidates in their hearts, intending to order people to bring some gifts to these formation geniuses, establish a good relationship in advance and make a good relationship.


    Both of them were in a state of eternity and had a strong spiritual sense. After a few glances, they had a rough idea in their hearts.


    The assessment of the seventeen-line pattern is still continuing and cannot be finished in a short period of time. Several heads of the family got a little idle and started drinking tea and chatting.


    Wen Ren Jingxuan glanced at him and saw his daughter Wen Renwan sitting on the edge of the platform with Yuer. He seemed to be quite alienated from other Shangguan family members, and immediately felt uncomfortable.


    He has held this daughter in the palm of his hand since he was a child.


    But when he married into the Shangguan family, he obviously was unhappy.


    Wenren Jingxuan''s eyes were slightly condensed and he said, "Brother Shangguan, my little daughter married into the Shangguan family. I wonder if she had caused any trouble?" Shangguan Ce said calmly, "Wan''er is respectful and gentle, and has never caused trouble." As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle rang.


    The one who laughed was the green-clothed female elder from the Shen family.


    Wenren Jingxuan frowned.


    But before he could say anything, an elder of the Shangguan family scolded the female elder and said, "The head of the family should not speak out."


    This elder of the Yuhua, named Shangguan Wang, has a deep nasolabial fold. He is the real power of the Shangguan family. He even competed with Shangguan Ce to play the position of the head of the family.


    Even if it fails, his lineage is extremely powerful in the Shangguan family.


    Shangguan Wang pretended to scold him, but in fact he said, "Please pay attention to the situation, what do you have to say, go back and say it."


    The female elder whispered, "Yes..."


    Wenren Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, and could not tell their thoughts, "Elder, did the little girl make something wrong?"


    Shangguan Wang looked embarrassed.


    Wenren Jingxuan said, "Look at the elder, but it''s okay to say it." Shangguan Wang''s eyes were slightly dark, and he said, "If you say a big mistake, it''s nothing, but the young lady is a little willful..."


    "As the daughter-in-law of the Shangguan family, she stayed in the Gu family all day long. She was too indulged in the direct line of Master Yu, and didn''t know what she had in mind, so she actually kept him in the Taixu Sect."


    "Managing the industry, there are a lot of bad debts in her hands."


    "I took away a lot of spiritual stones privately." "I didn''t act too calmly, and I didn''t fulfill my wife''s responsibilities to Master Yi..." He added fuel to the rude things of Wenrenwan and listed them.


    Some are true, but most of them, such as operating an industry and deducting spirit stones, just to make temporary profits and losses, spiritual stone turnover and other common things that aristocratic families have been wronged and said they were wrong.


    The occasional conflict between husband and wife has become a handle for others to gossip.


    Other people from the Shangguan family, especially those close to Shangguan Wang, also agreed.


    Wenren Wan couldn''t argue, and her face turned pale.


    Wenren Jingxuan frowned.


    "These are not the most serious..." Shangguan Wang looked calm, sighed, but his eyes were a little sharp:


    "The most extreme thing is that a few years ago, she bewitched Young Master Yi and used a large number of relationships from the Shangguan family to stuff an irrelevant disciple into the Eight Gate."


    "These favors are from the Shangguan family, but the people who stuffed them into the Eight Gate are not only irrelevant to the Shangguan family, but also from the Wenren family, and even from the Gu family."


    "This matter is really unreasonable."


    "The quota for the Eight Gate is very precious.


    Wen Renwan sent ink painting into the eight major gates. The favors and benefits he spent were actually more than those thought in ink painting.


    More importantly, the qualifications of ink painting are actually far from reaching the threshold for entering Taixu Gate.


    In this way, more favors are spent.


    And Wen Renwan was afraid that Mo Hua would be burdened and never mentioned these things in front of him.


    But these interests were cut off from the Shangguan family.


    Originally, it was possible to use these favors to send two or even three disciples from the Shangguan family who were only one line short of qualifications to the eight major gates.


    Now all these quotas are gone.


    That’s eight gates! It is a first-class sect in the Ganxuezhou area. For many monks, it is an opportunity that can be reached in their lifetime.


    But I was given up like this.


    This incident secretly offended too many people from the Shangguan family.


    After that, Wen Renwan was even less popular with the Shangguan family.


    Jing Xuan only heard about these things, but did not understand them.


    He is the head of the family and has many things to take care of.


    What''s more, Wan''er married into the Shangguan family. Wen''s family has always had a good relationship with the Shangguan family, so it is even more inconvenient for him to interfere.


    Wenren Jingxuan looked at Wenrenwan and asked in a deep voice: "Wan''er, is there any such thing?"


    "Yes..." Wenrenwan lowered his head, bit his lip tightly, and insisted, "Mo Hua saved Yu''er, I''m now..."


    Wen Ren Jing Xuan was slightly stunned, thinking that this was probably the disciple who was stuffed into the eight gates of Wan''er... On the other side, Shangguan Wang asked back: "How did a young monk who was only in the early stage of foundation building save Yu''er, who could not even save the Gu family and Daotingsi?" Wen Renwan was stunned, "This is a coincidence..."


    "A coincidence?" Shangguan Wang said indifferently, "Miss Wan, do you believe it?"


    Wen Renwan couldn''t say it.


    Because she really doesn''t know.


    She has always tolerated the matter of ink painting and never asks about it in detail.


    Shangguan Wang sighed and said disappointedly: "Do you know how it spreads outside?"


    "There is rumors that my young wife, the direct descendant of the Shangguan family, picked up a ''wild child'' from somewhere, and then treated him as her own, and even sent him into the eight gates at all costs..."


    This suspicion is very vicious.


    Wen Renwan''s face turned pale, and then he turned blood red.


    Gu Changhuai, who was standing beside him, finally couldn''t help it at this time. He slapped the table and angrily scolded Shangguan Wang: "You fart!"


    Shangguan Wang''s eyes were cold in an instant.


    Gu Shouyan immediately rebuked, "Changhuai, don''t be rude!"


    But he still couldn''t bear to see his cousin being so wronged, so he bowed to Wenren Jingxuan and said, "I was checking about Yu''er at the beginning. Although there were some chances, Mo Hua did save Yu''er."


    "And the reason why he sent Mo Hua to Taixu Sect was not only to repay his kindness, but because Mo Hua''s child had extraordinary talent in formation..." Shangguan Wang asked, "How extraordinary can it be?" Gu Changhuai said, "The ancestor of Taixu Sect personally taught him the formation..."


    Shangguan Wang sneered, "Don''t be unaware that the ancestor of Taixu Sect is highly respected and upholds the doctrine of the sect. Most of the disciples of Taixu Sect who entered the Taixu Sect have to teach the formation himself." Gu Changhuai was stunned and was a little silent.


    "What''s more, the talent of formation is not expressed by the mouth, but compared," Shangguan Wang sneered and pointed his hand down, "The disciples in this temple are truly talented in the formation. Can you guarantee that the one named Mo Hua will be qualified to participate in the demonstration conference in three years?"


    Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sharp look: "It doesn''t have to be in three years..."


    He also pointed down, "He is already competing this year!"


    Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and indeed saw a young, handsome little disciple in the corner of the temple was drawing the formation in a pretty manner.


    Everyone was immediately in an uproar.


    Some people in the field already knew about this, but most of the Shangguan family, Wen Ren family, and some Gu family monks did not know it at all, and they dared not think about it at all.


    "In the middle stage of foundation building, will you participate in the formation conference?"


    "This kid is so talented?"


    "It was my ancestor''s care, otherwise there would be no such place..."


    "Even if this is the case, it''s not great..."


    Even Wenren Jing Xuan was a little surprised. He looked at Mo Hua for two more times, and his eyes slightly condensed.


    Shangguan Wang''s heart skipped a beat.


    He immediately realized that he had miscalculated.


    Full for sure, he actually stuffed the "spearhead" into someone else''s hand and stabbed himself.


    Mainly, he didn''t realize that there was an outrageous thing like participating in the formation conference in the middle stage of foundation building.


    But he has lived for so many years, and has been intriguing and striking in aristocratic families, with extremely rich experience, and has long been calm in favor of contempt.


    At this time, his expression did not change and he sneered:


    "He has a good talent in formation, so what can he do? Now he is participating in the formation conference, pulling seedlings to help grow. It would be good if he could finish drawing the sixteen patterns by chance."


    "Besides, this is not the point at all."


    "No matter how talented he is, is his surname Shangguan? Is his surname Wenren? Or is his surname Gu?"


    "Not even have a surname! No one knows where this child comes from."


    "There are so many geniuses, why did the young lady send this child to the eight gates alone?"


    "Okay, I said it was to repay kindness. I believe it, but does others believe it?"


    "Can this statement block the public? Can it stop others'' gossip? Can it protect the reputation of my Shangguan family?"


    Shangguan Wang looked around and said it more explicitly, "Some families are even circulating..."


    "My young wife of Shangguan family gave birth to children out of wedlock..."


    Bang!


    Wenren Jingxuan directly slapped the table to pieces, his eyes as cold as frost, "Look at the elder, be careful of his words."


    After all, Shangguan Wang was almost the head of the family. Until now, he has this ambition, so he is not afraid, but sighed hypocritically:


    "This is a detriment to my Shangguan family''s reputation. I can''t help but my mouth is on others..."


    Wenren Jingxuan looked at Shangguan Ce indifferently.


    Shangguan Ce slowly spoke, "Okay, the clear ones will be clear, and the turbid ones will be turbid, so don''t mention this matter."


    Gu Shouyan also said, "This trip is for the ceremony of the Formation Conference, don''t say these gossips."


    Wenren Jingxuan didn''t say anything, but his face didn''t look good.


    Shangguan Wang also stopped when he saw the good news.


    Although something unexpected happened, his goal was basically achieved.


    There was dirty water on Shangguan Ce’s daughter-in-law, and a thorn was buried in Shangguan Ce and Wenren Jingxuan’s heart.


    Only Wen Renwan, who was sarcastic and accused of rumors, had a blood-faced face and hugged Yu''er in her arms tightly, with a gloomy expression and no words.


    Yu''er wanted to comfort her mother, but she wiped her tears and didn''t know what to say.


    Gu Changhuai felt heartbroken, but he had no choice.


    …


    There are intrigues among aristocratic families.


    In the Taoist temple, the seventeen-patterned competition gradually came to an end.


    Mo Hua put down his pen, checked several times, continued to meditate and restored his spiritual consciousness.


    And there were already many disciples around him who were defeated and left the court.


    Another half an hour passed, and the time was up.


    The seventeen-line test is over.


    Many examiners came to the scene and began to review the papers one by one to make decisions on right and wrong and to determine whether to stay or not.


    Those who did not draw, or those who were drawn incorrectly, or those who were clearly drawn incorrectly but did not notice them were all released one by one by one by the examiner and cleared out of the venue.


    Some disciples, although they were defeated, remained in their original position and were unwilling to leave.


    The examiner ordered someone to come over and force him down.


    In this way, more people will leave the market.


    Not long afterwards, an examiner walked to the ink painting.


    Seeing that Mo Hua was young and had a shallow cultivation, he pretended to sit there, and he decided that this must have been defeated and he still didn''t want to leave.


    Until he saw the ink painting, the handwriting was perfect, a good and almost flawless formation answer sheet, and he was stunned.


    The examiner couldn''t help but rub his eyes, frowned, and carefully verified the answer sheet, making sure that the handwriting was fine, the test questions were fine, and the formation was fine, then he shook his head in amazement.


    "This kid is so well drawn..."


    “It’s past.”


    The examiner left a red note, which meant that the ink painting had advanced, and then he continued to move forward.