Chapter 295: Unable to See Through

After Mo Hua left, after a cup of tea, the Third Master could no longer sense Mo Hua's consciousness, so he returned to the remote grove.

The ground was bloody and in a mess.

Those evil cultivators were indeed eaten, and they were eaten very cleanly, but the ground was also covered with blood.

"The skin is a child, how can it eat people so messily?"

The Third Master secretly complained.

Then he found something wrong. There were many claw marks, bite marks, and even bloody hair on the ground.

The Third Master was startled and frowned slightly.

These evil cultivators who died without a complete body were not eaten by people, but by monsters.

And the child who was possessed by the body was nowhere to be seen.

The Third Master's eyes condensed and he noticed something strange.

These people were not eaten by the little ghost?

Or, the little ghost was not an old monster who possessed the body, but a monster in human skin.

But this is not right. If it is not a possession, how can one have the consciousness of foundation building with only Qi Refining?

Heaven has its own rules, and everything is limited.

No matter how strong the consciousness of a Qi Refining cultivator is, it is impossible to transcend the limit and be comparable to the foundation building.

The third master couldn't figure it out, and then he was suddenly shocked. He forgot something important:

Visualization map!

The little ghost was meditating on his cushion, and under the cushion was the visualization map he stole from the sect!

The third master moved like the wind and hurried to the alchemy room of the Black Mountain Village.

When he arrived at the alchemy room and opened the cushion, he found that the secret compartment had been opened and it was empty.

The third master felt a chill in his heart. When he was panicking and thinking that the visualization map had been stolen, he found a map not far away. The texture was like leather and paper, and there was a green rock stream on it. It was his visualization map.

The third master was ecstatic to get it back.

Someone opened his secret compartment and took out his visualization map, but he didn't know what the treasure was and threw it aside.

This is a visualization map!

It is a treasure that countless array masters dream of.

The third boss breathed a sigh of relief and opened the visualization map with great care, but his smile suddenly froze on his face.

The map is still the same map, the mountain is still the same mountain, the stone is still the same stone, and even the stream beside the stone and the moss on the stone are exactly the same as before.

But the only thing missing is the little Taoist boy!

The third boss's hands were trembling. He quickly put the map away, sat cross-legged, suppressed his mind, and visualized the picture.

But he visualized it over and over again, but he could no longer communicate the meaning of the map, and his spiritual consciousness did not increase at all.

The third boss was shocked and angry.

This visualization map is useless! It is impossible to enhance spiritual consciousness.

The third boss's face gradually lost color.

He could no longer rely on visualization to enhance his spiritual consciousness, and it would be difficult to improve the array.

Originally, he was only one step away from becoming a second-grade formation master, but now this step has become a distant prospect.

"Who destroyed my visualization map?!"

The third boss was furious, and in a trance, he thought of Mo Hua.

"Was it that little ghost who destroyed it?"

But how did he destroy the visualization map?

The third boss thought about it carefully.

In the visualization map, the scenery remained the same, but the Taoist boy was missing. Why did the Taoist boy disappear? Where did he go?

The third boss's mind flashed with Mo Hua's elegant face and innocent smile, and an incredible guess emerged in his mind.

"That little ghost, wouldn't it be the little Taoist boy in the visualization map..."

"No, this is impossible!"

The third boss shook his head repeatedly.

But in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that they were similar, especially the smiles of the two, which were equally innocent and had a hint of evil.

The third boss felt a chill in his heart, and also a fear of him.

He couldn't see through that little ghost more and more.

Is he a human or a ghost? Is he an old monster who has taken over another's body, or a demon in human skin, or a little Taoist boy in the visualization picture, or an illusion he imagined?

"We must catch that little ghost and find out the truth, to see what his origins are..."

The third boss said silently in his heart.

It is best to stay away from people whose background is hard to guess.

But his visualization picture is broken, and the reason for the breakage is probably that little ghost. He must find that little ghost and find out the truth.

Without the visualization picture, his spiritual consciousness grows slowly, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the formation and become a second-grade formation master.

The third boss frowned.

He was not talented in formation, and he was unwilling to practice formation day and night like other formation masters.

He thought this behavior was stupid.

The formation adheres to the way of heaven and emphasizes understanding. It is not possible to achieve something by practicing so hard.

Even if he took the crooked path and used the visualization diagram with evil thoughts to enhance his consciousness, his formation skills would improve much faster than that of ordinary formation masters.

There is no way out of hard training.

The third master was certain in his heart.

So the visualization diagram failed, which cut off the growth of his consciousness and blocked his path to advancement in formation skills.

"We must find that little ghost!"

If he was a human, he would have foundation consciousness during the Qi Refining Period, and there must be a secret method to enhance consciousness. He must get this secret method;

If he visualized the little Taoist boy in the diagram, he only needed to seal it back into the diagram, and then the visualization diagram could be restored to its original state. He could still use this visualization to enhance his consciousness and step into the threshold of a second-grade formation master.

The cold light in the third master's eyes gathered, and then he was confused again:

"Where is this little ghost now..."

Mo Hua, who was missed by the Third Master, was now at home, enjoying the food that his mother had prepared for him.

A large table full of dishes, delicious and fragrant.

He held a big bun in his left hand and a big chicken leg in his right hand, his cheeks were stuffed, his eyes narrowed into crescents, and he thought:

"The food at home is still delicious."

The food in Black Mountain Village was too bad, and he would never eat there again.

The Third Master probably found out and targeted him, but Mo Hua didn't plan to go to Black Mountain Village again.

Unless Dao Ting took down Black Mountain Village, he would go to see the excitement.

However, it was impossible to break through Black Mountain Village in a short period of time, and Mo Hua naturally couldn't go into the mountains again.

If the Third Master wanted to wait and see, then let him wait.

Wait until he successfully built his foundation and became a second-grade formation master, and then go to trouble him.

At that time, even if he didn't pretend to be a ghost, he didn't have to be afraid of him.

And Mo Hua's next goal is to build his foundation!

He had already saved up enough spiritual stones.

He had a share in the weapon and alchemy shops in the south city, and he got his share of the dividends from the Fushanlou in the city. He could also get some money from Daotingsi.

However, he could save the money from Daotingsi for future use, and then get more money when he needed it urgently.

This was Zhang Lan's suggestion.

Zhang Lan was an "internal cultivator" of Daotingsi, and he must know more than himself, so he had to listen to his suggestions.

Mo Hua had a lower-middle-grade spiritual root, and the ancient Tianyan Jue he practiced was also considered a lower-middle-grade practice, and the number of spiritual power cycles he practiced was only lower-middle-grade.

He didn't have much spiritual power, so the spiritual stones needed for a breakthrough were not particularly many, so the spiritual stones that Mo Hua had saved up were enough.

The bottleneck of Tianyan Jue was the spiritual consciousness, and Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness foundation was far beyond expectations, so it should be enough.

Now everything is ready, and only the east wind is missing.

As long as he cultivates to the perfection of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he can break through in one fell swoop and become a foundation-building cultivator!

Foundation-building...

There are not many foundation-building cultivators in the entire Tongxian City, let alone these independent cultivators. Over the years, they have relied on Elder Yu, who is a foundation-building cultivator, to support them and fight against the Qian family to seek justice for independent cultivators.

And now, Mo Hua can also become a foundation-building cultivator.

Mo Hua had thought about this day before, but he didn't expect it to come so early, and so clear and real, as if it was really within reach...

Mo Hua was a little lost in thought.

Liu Ruhua touched his head and said softly, "Eat your meal in peace."

Mo Hua came back to his senses, smiled at his mother, and began to deal with the large table of dishes in front of him with all his heart.

Seeing him eating voraciously, Liu Ruhua felt sorry for him because he must have been starving in the mountains these days, so she picked up another big chicken leg for him and told him:

"Eat more."

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Mom, you don't know, the food in Black Mountain Village is so unpalatable."

"How unpalatable can it be?"

"As unpalatable as it can be."

Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "Then why didn't you eat it anyway?"

"I'm hungry, so I have to eat it no matter how unpalatable it is."

Liu Ruhua suddenly frowned and said: "Is it dangerous for you to go to the Black Mountain Village this time?"

Mo Hua was about to nod, but was afraid that his mother would worry, so he said: "Fortunately, I have the art of concealment. I can eavesdrop, peek, and eat secretly, and they can't find me..."

Then Mo Hua was startled again, remembering his mother's instructions, and whispered:

"They are all bad people. I eavesdrop, peek, and eat a little. It shouldn't be considered a bad thing..."

Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "No."

Mo Hua told other stories.

But they were different from those told to Elder Yu. They were all small things that sounded "interesting".

For example, the fat man who was feeding was bitten to death by a tiger without paying attention.

The two idiots who were on night watch killed each other because of a misunderstanding.

Although the third master was a foundation-building cultivator, some of his formations were not as good as his. He secretly dug a lot of corners and quietly solved a lot of formations. The third master might not be able to find it now...

Liu Ruhua listened carefully and felt much more relaxed.

Mo Shan, standing by, had a complicated expression.

He knew that these stories only sounded "interesting", but in fact, they were all dangerous.

When he went to the Black Mountain to hunt monsters, he also cut out and omitted the dangers and told Mo Hua some "interesting" things.

Unexpectedly, now, in order to relieve their parents from worrying, Mo Hua also began to tell them these "interesting" stories.

Mo Shan felt a little emotional and a little relieved.