Chapter 474 Obtained

Mo Hua frowned and pretended to be shocked.

While his mind was racing, he tried his best to memorize the entire Lingshu Formation in his mind.

The ink paintings are fascinating to watch.

Lu Chengyun felt something was wrong and was about to say something.

Mo Hua suddenly held his little head with a painful look on his face and murmured:

"My consciousness...is exhausted..."

Lu Chengyun was slightly startled, quickly put away the Lingshu Formation Diagram, and asked:

"Little sir, are you okay?"

Mo Hua looked pale and said weakly: "It's okay..."

He glanced at the Lingshu Formation diagram, shook his head and said in shock:

"I didn't expect that this formation requires so much spiritual consciousness. I just looked at it for a while, and my spiritual consciousness was almost exhausted..."

This was expected by Lu Chengyun.

He nodded slightly and said: "This formation is called Lingshu Formation. It is a suppressing formation of a hidden sect. The difficulty of the formation is really unbelievable."

"It's really difficult..." Mo Hua looked dejected.

Lu Chengyun had a smile on his face, but said in a comforting tone:

"This formation consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness, so it cannot be learned without building the foundation."

"The young gentleman is just practicing Qi and lacks spiritual awareness. It is normal for him to be unable to learn or draw. There is no need to be discouraged."

"Cultivation is long, and the days ahead are long. As long as the young gentleman continues to hone the formation and enhance his spiritual consciousness, he will one day be able to understand this formation."

Lu Chengyun encouraged ink painting.

Mo Hua was encouraged, his expression became more cheerful, and he nodded firmly:

"good!"

Lu Chengyun smiled again and said: "It's getting late today. The young gentleman's consciousness has been exhausted too much and he feels a little uncomfortable. You can go back and rest first. If you have a good rest, you can continue to draw the formation eyes..."

Mo Hua felt a little guilty, "I overestimated my capabilities and delayed the Lu family's master plan..."

"It doesn't matter," Lu Chengyun said, "the way of formation has a long history, so we can't rush it. A hundred-year plan can't be short of one day's work."

A century-old plan...

This Lu Chengyun has been plotting for hundreds of years...

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly, then he nodded and said goodbye:

"Then I'll go back and take a rest."

Lu Chengyun nodded, "Okay."

Mo Hua covered his little head, pretending to have a headache, left the secret room, walked out of the hall with empty steps, returned to his stone room, and lay down on the bed.

Lu Chengyun's consciousness also followed the ink painting.

Seeing Mo Hua lying quietly and motionless, he regained his consciousness after a while.

After Lu Chengyun withdrew his consciousness, Mo Hua immediately sat up, his face flushed and his eyes full of excitement.

He ran to the table, took out a pen and paper, and tried to completely restore the Lingshu formation, from the formation pattern, to the formation hub, to the formation eyes and similar weight formations according to the formation diagram he had just written down... …

…

On the other side, in the array of thousands of corpses in the mural, Zhang Quan frowned at Lu Chengyun and said:

"Brother Lu, aren't you a little abrupt?"

Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"

"About the Lingshu Formation..." Zhang Quandao, "Is it too early to let him know..."

Zhang Quan has always been wary of ink paintings.

Of course, he also has murderous intentions.

Lu Chengyun said nonchalantly: "He will know sooner or later."

"But..." Zhang Quan was a little uneasy, "What if he learns it?"

Lu Chengyun sneered and said, "This is the formation of the first grade and twelve lines."

Zhang Quan was stunned, "So?"

There was a trace of disgust in Lu Chengyun's eyes.

Talking to a "battle blind" like Zhang Quan is really playing the piano to an ox.

Lu Chengyun patiently said calmly:

"Twelve lines on the first level, the first level is the formation level, and the twelve lines are the requirements for spiritual consciousness."

"It means that this first-grade formation requires the spiritual consciousness of the twelve lines to learn it.

"Above ten lines, spiritual consciousness builds the foundation."

"As for the divine consciousness of the Twelve Marks, many senior early-stage foundation-building monks cannot achieve it."

Zhang Quan's expression changed when he heard this, "First-grade formations can only be learned by building up the foundation of spiritual consciousness. Is this so outrageous?"

"That's why I say that the formation is broad and profound."

Lu Chengyun glanced at Zhang Quan, "My consciousness only has twelve lines, but yours only has ten lines..."

"So, what can this young gentleman named Mo learn from?"

Lu Chengyun said calmly.

Zhang Quan stopped talking, but was shocked in his heart.

The formation is indeed complicated.

One product and twelve lines...

That brat can't learn anything except practicing Qi.

But is it really impossible to learn?

Zhang Quan frowned.

The little face drawn in ink appeared in Zhang Quan's mind again.

It looks cute, but it's also very hateful. At the same time, it's a little unpredictable and unpredictable.

Zhang Quan had been defeated countless times in his hands, so when he saw the ink paintings, he felt resentful and a little frightened.

He always felt that the kid Mo Hua was not that simple.

Moreover, his concealment skills cannot be seen through by himself.

The more Zhang Quan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, he frowned and said:

"Brother Lu, if he has consciousness..."

Lu Chengyun sneered: "You want to say what if he has established the foundation of his consciousness?"

Zhang Quan also felt a little unsure:

"It's not... impossible..."

Lu Chengyun snorted coldly, a little impatiently:

"There is a huge gap between the foundation of spiritual consciousness and the twelve lines of spiritual consciousness."

"What's more, even if he has enough spiritual consciousness, it's useless. Just look at him. Do you expect him to learn such a difficult formation?"

Lu Chengyun's eyes were slightly cold, "Excellent formations require both practice and understanding."

"Even I have to practice hard and study for decades before I can understand a little bit."

"Then use the evil array to lower the threshold..."

"Integrate evil thoughts to lower the threshold of spiritual consciousness; draw arrays with human blood to lower the threshold of controlling spirits; use corpses as a medium to lower the threshold of drawing arrays..."

"Only in this way can we master and apply this spiritual pivot array to the Ten Thousand Corpses Resurrection Array."

"Without painstaking efforts and decades of research, without understanding the evil array, without integrating evil thoughts into consciousness, without using bones as pens, blood as ink, and corpses as a medium, how can he learn it?"

"Do you think he can learn it just by memorizing the array pattern and practicing it blindly for a few times?"

"You underestimate the array too much!"

Lu Chengyun's tone was cold.

It seemed that he thought of the painstaking efforts to learn this array over the years.

Sneak into the Lu family, endure humiliation, take the opportunity to rise to power, kill people to refine corpses, split bones as pens, take blood to make ink, and use all kinds of means, using every possible means...

For a moment, his mood was a little agitated.

Zhang Quan was afraid of angering Lu Chengyun, so he took a step back and said:

"Zhang is not well-informed and does not know how difficult this matter is. Brother Lu, please forgive me..."

Lu Chengyun came to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure. He then regained his gentle and elegant demeanor and said calmly:

"Brother Zhang, you are too polite. It is always a good thing to think more about everything."

Zhang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, but the shadow left by the ink painting in his heart still lingered.

After considering it, Zhang Quan whispered:

"Brother Lu, even if the kid can't learn it, there is no need to show him this formation. It will only increase the risk..."

"If you don't show it to him, how can he stay willingly?" Lu Chengyun said.

Zhang Quan frowned.

Lu Chengyun smiled indifferently:

"Everyone has something they like..."

"Lu likes power, and Brother Zhang likes sex."

"But that young master is different. He is not deeply involved in the matter, and he doesn't know how fascinating the taste of power, fame and wealth is in this world."

"If you don't know the taste, you will naturally not be attached to it."

"Spirit stones, women, power, may not be able to move him..."

"But the formation is different!"

"This young master has an instinctive desire for formations."

"This is the pursuit of formation masters!"

Lu Chengyun sighed.

"As long as it is to learn the formation, to learn the advanced, complex, and mysterious formation, I am willing to do anything."

"As long as I give him this hope, and pass on the Lingshu formation to him in the future, he will be willing to work for me!"

"This Lingshu formation is the bait."

"This young master is the fish."

"A young, talented, and first-class formation master who can work for me wholeheartedly is more precious than dozens of iron corpses."

Lu Chengyun's eyes were bright.

Zhang Quan's eyes showed a trace of envy and jealousy, and at the same time a trace of unwillingness.

Lu Chengyun valued the little ghost so much, so it would be difficult for him to attack him.

But until the end, it's hard to say...

Zhang Quan restrained his expression, bowed and sighed:

"Brother Lu is far-sighted, Zhang admires him!"

Lu Chengyun looked at Zhang Quan, his eyes were uncertain, and finally sighed:

"Brother Zhang is too modest."

The two of them had their own thoughts, and their expressions were a little obscure...

...

In the stone room, Mo Hua smiled.

In front of him, there was a formation diagram.

The formation diagram contained three types of formations, which had the same origin, but had different shapes and weights.

The three types of formations were similar to each other and interconnected, but the levels were clearly divided.

It looked complicated and profound, but also rigorous and beautiful.

It was the complete first-grade twelve-pattern spiritual pivot formation diagram restored by Mo Hua, with the control of the spiritual power center as the core!

This formation diagram was finally in hand!