Chapter 331 Farewell
Mo Hua calmed down and thought about it carefully.
It might not be the Great Dao Destruction Solution, at most it could be regarded as the prototype of the Great Dao Destruction Solution.
After all, he was only in Qi Refining, and could only draw the first-grade array, and could only derive and generate the power of destruction solution of the first-grade Qi Refining.
But this was enough.
Mo Hua was very satisfied with this power.
The black bear at the peak of the late first-grade was instantly killed by the array collapse, which was beyond the destructive power of the ordinary Qi Refining Realm.
"If so, then the array collapse... could it really kill the foundation-building cultivator?"
Mo Hua couldn't help thinking.
Who should I find to try it?
According to this power, even the early-stage foundation-building cultivators might die after trying it...
Then I can only find some bad foundation-building cultivators to try it.
Mo Hua touched his chin and thought:
"Or, sacrifice the third boss?"
Anyway, he is likely to be executed by the Dao Court, and it is also a waste to use him to test the array before he dies.
Even the Dao Tingsi may not agree.
Beheading is a punishment according to the Dao Law. Using it to test the formation is not in accordance with the rules, even if it is a private punishment.
Mo Hua felt a little sorry.
If only he had learned it earlier.
In this way, when attacking the Black Mountain Village, he could find a way to use it secretly to test the power of the formation collapse on the foundation-building cultivators.
Now the only remaining foundation-building cultivator in the Black Mountain Village is the ancestor of the Qian family.
But the ancestor of the Qian family is in the middle stage of the foundation-building, and he is very shrewd.
Mo Hua is not sure whether the formation collapse can kill him. Even if he can kill him, he may not be able to calculate him.
Don't steal the chicken and lose the rice, but fall into the hands of the ancestor of the Qian family.
Mo Hua released his spiritual sense, confirmed that the surroundings were safe, and the black bear was indeed dead, and ran forward to see the details.
Half of the black bear's body was intact, and not a single hair was hurt.
The other half of the body disappeared directly, turning into black powder. The powder was black and tasteless, without any breath of blood or spiritual power, like a dead and silent wreckage that was useless after the body died.
This is the understanding of the formation master and the use of the power of heaven.
"The formation master is really terrible..."
Mo Hua murmured, and then nodded:
"Fortunately, I am the formation master!"
Mo Hua felt a little relieved.
Then he found a small grass in the black powder.
This grass was left by Mo Hua on purpose, which is the "life gate" he left.
Mr. Zhuang told him that the great way of life and death rotates, life and death transform, and there is death and life.
The power of the formation can destroy everything, but there is also a ray of life in the destruction. This ray of life is the "life gate" left in the calculation of the divine consciousness.
Mo Hua wants to try the power of the formation collapse, and also wants to try to keep the life gate containing life.
And Mo Hua left the location of this life gate to this little grass.
In the gentle mountain breeze, this weak little grass swayed with the wind. Even in the collapse of the complex formation and surrounded by the terrifying power of destruction, it was still safe and sound.
This proves that Mo Hua's calculations were correct.
He not only derived the power of the formation collapse, but also derived the life gate of the formation collapse.
Mo Hua couldn't help but feel happy.
In the future, as long as he practices more calculations, tries more collapse, and deduces more life gates, his formation level will increase day by day.
Sooner or later, his formation level will be so high that other formation masters will be daunted.
Mo Hua was happy for a while, and then began to clean up the traces.
The traces of the formation collapse must be erased, and the black bear must be skinned and boned and sold for spirit stones. Although the fur is incomplete and the blood is mostly gone, it can't sell for many spirit stones, but mosquito legs are also meat and can't be wasted.
After cleaning up, Mo Hua summarized the usage of the formation collapse, and felt it was a pity.
Although the formation collapse is powerful, it is not particularly easy to use.
The collapse needs to be calculated in advance, and the calculation consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness and takes a lot of time.
Without sufficient preparation, it is impossible to use the formation collapse to fight the enemy.
Moreover, the formation collapse can only be used as a trap like the earth fire formation.
This also needs to be arranged in advance and cannot be detected.
It is too destructive to use it to deal with monsters. After the collapse, most of the monsters' bodies turn into black ash, and the rest can't be sold at a high price.
It is basically a loss-making business.
When used to deal with cultivators, the opponent cannot be too smart, or too wary of oneself, and it is best not to know that you are a formation master, so that you can catch them by surprise.
Otherwise, the opponent may not fall into the trap.
In addition, after the formation collapses, the range of the life gate is relatively small, probably only one or two feet of space, and people cannot survive.
At present, this life gate is still useless to me.
Mo Hua sighed.
Thinking about it this way, the conditions for using the formation collapse are really harsh.
The calculations are complicated, the preparation time is long, the survival path is narrow, and the opponent had better be a fool. Even if he is not a fool, he can't be too smart.
Sure enough, the stronger the power, the more restrictions.
Mo Hua sighed.
However, no matter how many restrictions there are, it is better to have strong power than to have no power.
People should not be too greedy.
Mo Hua nodded, packed up everything, and prepared to leave. When he turned around, he took another look at the grass.
The surrounding soil, rocks, and grass were collapsed by the formation, leaving nothing.
Only this grass, weak but tough, swaying in the wind, seemed to contain infinite vitality.
Mo Hua was fascinated by it, and suddenly he had an epiphany.
Mr. Zhuang was right. Everything in the world is like the law of nature. If there is life, there is death. If there is death, there is life.
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In the following time, Mo Hua would ask Mr. Zhuang questions every day.
Sometimes he was confused about the formation and needed Mr. Zhuang's advice;
Sometimes his mother made delicious food and he would bring it to Mr. Zhuang to taste;
If he had nothing to do, he would go to Mr. Zhuang to chat, talk about the customs and customs of Tongxian City, and ask about the customs and anecdotes of various states of cultivation.
Then when he was free, he would play chess with Mr. Kui.
The five-element chess, which was simple and easy to play, was a lot of fun for the two of them.
Mo Hua cherished this time very much.
Because he knew that Mr. Zhuang would leave in maybe half a year or a month.
The cultivation world is vast and boundless, and the time of cultivation is long.
After so many years, the road is long, and it may be impossible to meet again.
Whenever he thought of this, Mo Hua's expression became lonely.
Mr. Zhuang gently touched his head, "Practice well, we will see each other again in the future."
Mo Hua nodded seriously.
Meeting is fate, gathering is fate, and parting is also a kind of fate.
After meeting is parting, and after parting, we can gather again.
The carefree Bai Zisheng also felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. He asked Mo Hua: "Is Mr. Zhuang leaving?"
"Yes." Mo Hua did not hide it from him.
Bai Zisheng's expression became complicated, and Bai Zixi's expression was normal, but his eyes were a little dim.
"If the master leaves, will you leave too?"
Mo Hua asked.
Bai Zisheng seemed arrogant, but he was chivalrous and kind to himself. Bai Zixi helped him a lot and told him a lot of knowledge and experiences of cultivation.
Even if everyone was just a nominal disciple, they were also half a fellow disciple. Mo Hua still cherished this friendship.
Bai Zisheng looked disappointed, "I guess..."
They visited Mr. Zhuang in the hope that he would accept them as his disciples. As long as Mr. Zhuang left, they had to leave anyway.
Even if they wanted to stay here, Aunt Xue would not agree.
The atmosphere was a little dull for a while.
Mo Hua took out the wine, meat and cakes made by her mother and said, "The cultivation of Taoism is long, and we will meet again if we are destined."
"Yeah."
Bai Zisheng nodded, but his expression was still sluggish, and the beef tasted tasteless.
Bai Zixi said nothing, but tasted a few bites of cakes and felt that they were not so sweet.
Because they often visited Mr. Zhuang, Mo Hua and the Bai brothers and sisters stayed together for a longer time.
Aunt Xue did not assign so many homework, and Bai Zisheng would discuss Taoism with Mo Hua when he had nothing to do.
Bai Zisheng was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, with profound cultivation and superb martial arts. Before, when he discussed with Mo Hua, he suppressed his cultivation and simply competed in body skills or Taoism.
But now that Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness has been established, the Water Step, Concealment Technique and Fireball Technique based on spiritual consciousness are even more powerful, and he can already compete with Bai Zisheng head-on, and he doesn't need to give in anymore.
The two of them competed with each other, back and forth, and fought back and forth.
When they were tired of playing, they lay down under the big locust tree to rest.
Mo Hua lay on the soft grass, sweating all over, breathing heavily.
His Taoism, relying on his powerful spiritual consciousness, is actually better than Bai Zisheng.
But the bad thing is that his physical body and spiritual roots are too poor.
Often after a few rounds of entanglement, either the spiritual power is insufficient or the hands and feet are powerless, Bai Zisheng seized the flaw and subdued him at close range.
Bai Zisheng also lay on the ground panting.
He thought that if he went all out, he could easily beat Mo Hua.
The result was not as simple as he thought.
Mo Hua's Water-passing Step was so slippery that it was impossible to find any flaws; the Fireball Technique was also extremely powerful, and the attack was fast and accurate, so it should not be underestimated.
Moreover, Mo Hua had not yet used the Hidden Technique. If he hid and attacked, it would be even more difficult to deal with him.
Bai Zisheng could only use the "skinny tactic" to exhaust Mo Hua's spiritual power, and wait until he was physically exhausted, before he could find a chance to subdue Mo Hua in close combat.
Although he could win, it was indeed an unfair victory.
It seemed that he had to work harder and could not be outdone by Mo Hua, otherwise he would never be his big brother in this life!
Bai Zisheng ignited his fighting spirit.
The two of them lay under the tree to rest, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and their thoughts were empty.
Mo Hua suddenly remembered the alchemy furnace again.
In the past few days, the Daoting Division and the Daobing Division have searched Tongxian City and Heishan Village, and all the alchemy furnaces with different models and unknown functions have been destroyed.
It is better to kill the wrong person than to let him go. From the root, we should eliminate the possibility that the Qian family ancestor could refine the evil pill.
Zhang Lan also said to Mo Hua:
"All the suspicious pill furnaces have been destroyed. Even if the Qian family ancestor wants to refine it, there is no pill furnace to refine it."
"And it takes hundreds of years to cultivate the life-changing pill. The refining time is too long and there can be no mistakes. The magic sects that specialize in refining magic pills may not be able to refine it, let alone the Qian family ancestor. Maybe we are just worrying too much."
Mo Hua felt that what Zhang Lan said made sense and was somewhat relieved.
But there were still some doubts in his heart.
He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
Just like the fog in the Black Mountain, you can see it, but you can't touch it, but it does exist.
Mo Hua was thinking absentmindedly, and suddenly found that Bai Zixi was looking at him silently.
Mo Hua turned around and looked at the pair of clear eyes and the pair of eyes as clear as water.
Both of them were slightly startled.
The snow-white locust flowers fell and fluttered between the two of them.
Time seemed to freeze.
The two looked at each other for an unknown period of time before they both looked away silently.
For some reason, Mo Hua suddenly felt lost again, and his memories kept surging. The words that Bai Zixi had said, the crisp and melodious voice, also emerged in his mind one by one.
Some people taught him the formation, some told him the secret technique, and some praised his mother's delicious pastries...
As his thoughts floated, a sentence suddenly appeared in Mo Hua's mind:
"Evil formations and magic formations are mostly based on flesh and blood as the medium, with evil thoughts drawing the formation patterns, and the anti-Dao as the formation pivot..."
Mostly based on flesh and blood as the medium...
Using "flesh and blood" as the medium...
Mo Hua was startled and stood up suddenly.
He knew why he always felt something was wrong.
He did forget one thing.
He forgot... the fat and big pig in the blood-colored pill room!
The evil formation uses flesh and blood as the medium...
The blood-stained pig is the medium of the evil formation.
The bloodstains on its body are not bloodstains, but the patterns of the evil formation.
The evil formation is engraved on the alchemy furnace.
This means that the pig is the real alchemy furnace!
Inside its body, it is refining the life-transforming elixir that can help the ancestor of the Qian family break through his cultivation!