Chapter 714 Bottleneck

After returning to the sect, Mo Hua pondered Master Gu's words again.

Without considering the subdivision of the cultivation industry, in a sense, the array medium is both a spiritual tool and a spiritual tool is also an array medium.

As his own cultivation level becomes higher, his spiritual awareness becomes stronger, and his understanding of the array becomes deeper, he becomes more proficient in using the "ground" as a medium and drawing the ground as an array.

His dependence on general "array media" is not that high.

For things like spiritual tools, use them if you have them, and it doesn't matter if you don't have them.

Mo Hua is not particularly dependent on them.

But if you want to promote the array, or maximize the function of the array, you have to consider the adaptation of the array and the external "medium".

This range is very wide.

It includes both ordinary array media and standard spiritual tools. Of course, the most important thing is to customize spiritual tools.

Mo Hua thought of the small fishing village again.

The fishing cultivators in the small fishing village live in poverty and have a hard time. The fishing boats, fishing nets, harpoons and other tools they use are made with very crude craftsmanship, not to mention the formations.

The cultivation world has been flourishing for more than 20,000 years, and the skills of refining tools and formations are already very mature.

But less than one-tenth or one-twelve of these cultivation skills can really be used by these low-level cultivators.

The cultivation world has developed, but the inheritance has been monopolized.

The skills have been passed down, but they are used for exploitation.

Not only the small fishing village, but also Tongxian City, Nanyue City, and the bottom-level situations of the various immortal cities that Mo Hua saw along the way when he traveled are roughly like this.

Mo Hua's expression is complicated and he feels something in his heart.

The cultivators comprehend the way of heaven and benefit all living beings.

The formation is the manifestation of the way of heaven.

I came from a humble background, and I have gained so many opportunities and comprehended so many formations along the way. Naturally, I should also follow the will of heaven and use what I have learned to benefit the world and the people.

This is the "Tao" that he has comprehended so far.

It is the Tao of cultivation and the Tao of formation.

Mo Hua looked up at the sky.

The sky is vast, encompassing all things, multiplying all life, endless, and self-improving.

In the dark, Mo Hua felt that this should also be the Tao of "longevity".

But this is just a hint of his vague understanding. Whether it is really so or not, he still needs to verify it himself.

The Tao must be practiced in person.

This is also what the master taught him.

Only understanding the Tao, but not practicing it, is the same as not understanding it.

Only by practicing the "Tao" that you have realized in person can you know whether your "Tao" is right.

If it is right, stick to it, and if it is wrong, correct it.

In this way, step by step, constantly comprehending and practicing, you can finally reach the true Tao of longevity.

Mo Hua's eyes are clear, and his Tao heart is suddenly clear.

From then on, whenever he has time, he begins to consider the problem of the adaptation of the formation and the formation medium in his heart.

Consider how to apply formations to standard spiritual tools, and how to maximize the power of formations through customized spiritual tools...

Mo Hua made a lot of drafts of formations, but unfortunately he couldn't leave the Ganxuezhou for the time being, and he also had to concentrate on learning formations.

Therefore, these drafts of formations can only remain at the conceptual level, and there is no chance to try them out.

Mo Hua felt a little regretful.

And time passed little by little, and a few months passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Hua's consciousness did not grow at all.

Because the law of heaven lay across his sea of ​​consciousness, constantly "deducting taxes" and suppressing his consciousness realm under the eighteen patterns, so as to prevent his consciousness from endlessly growing and breaking through a certain limit.

Mo Hua felt a little helpless.

When he was free, he also studied the law of cracks in the sea of ​​consciousness, but this kind of thing was too profound, and Mo Hua had never seen it before. In a short period of time, he could not study anything, so he could only let it go.

There is a long way to go, and there is no need to rush to get the wool of heaven.

While his consciousness was stuck, his cultivation had improved significantly.

Mo Hua could clearly feel that his spiritual power had gradually become saturated and reached a bottleneck period in the middle realm.

After a few days, one morning, Mo Hua was meditating and practicing, and suddenly his Qi Sea trembled and a strange phenomenon occurred.

Just like before, the Qi Sea was saturated, and the spiritual power suddenly turned into mercury-like gossamer, overflowing from the meridians, wandering through the collaterals, and converging at the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head.

When passing through the Tianmen acupoint, the spiritual power gossamer was like weaving thread, seeping into Mo Hua's consciousness sea, and finally weaving into a spiritual curtain in the consciousness sea.

This time the spiritual curtain was more condensed than when he was refining Qi.

When he was in the Qi Refining Realm, the spiritual curtain was like water mist, and now the spiritual curtain was like a water curtain.

And in the spiritual curtain, the array patterns flowed.

These array patterns were all second-grade, with faint light, complicated and complex, forming a large mystery array.

This set of procedures was very familiar to Mo Hua.

It was the process of the bottleneck of the "puzzle array" generated by the ordinary Tianyan Jue.

But the difference was that Mo Hua found that the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness this time was light silver-white, just like real silver mercury.

This was the manifestation of the qualitative change of the divine mind.

Mo Hua remembered that Huang Shanjun said that the color of the divine essence symbolizing the divine rank began with silver.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and was somewhat fortunate.

He guessed correctly that when he reached the foundation-building realm and broke through the bottleneck of the Tianyan Jue, he not only needed the realm of divine consciousness as a foundation, the attainment of the formation as a means, but also the rank of divine consciousness as a qualification.

The puzzle array in front of him was completely condensed by the silver divine essence-like mental power, like flowing silver on the ground, dazzling and mysterious.

If the divine rank is not enough, he is not qualified to solve the puzzle array at all.

If the attainment of the formation is not high, he cannot solve the puzzle array.

If the realm of divine consciousness is not enough, I am afraid that I will not have the ability to encounter this bottleneck.

All these requirements are really incredible.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh:

"What kind of skill did I learn..."

The requirements of this skill are too harsh, it doesn't seem to be for people to learn.

But it seems that it can't be for "gods".

Gods are born with the Tao and know it by nature. Mo Hua has never heard that gods need to learn skills.

Then what is this skill for?

Mo Hua frowned.

Monster? Demon?

No matter how Mo Hua thought about it, he felt it was impossible, so he simply gave up.

"Forget it, anyway, I'm on the pirate ship, it's impossible to change my mind, I can only practice with my eyes closed."

Mo Hua had already prepared for breaking through the bottleneck.

He was also familiar with solving the array.

He also met the conditions of the god level.

Just spend some time, follow the steps, and solve the puzzles one by one, and the bottleneck will naturally break.

But Mo Hua was a little surprised. The color of the puzzle array was silver...

Silver is the color of the essence, symbolizing the divine level.

Mo Hua swallowed a lot of divine essence, and most of his divine consciousness incarnation was integrated with light golden blood, and there was a trace of pure gold.

Compared to silver, it is far ahead.

The divine level requirement of the bottleneck of Tianyan Jue seems abnormal, but for Mo Hua now, it is a bit low.

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

Just silver...

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have to go to such great lengths to explore the dry well, break into the fishing village, enter the river temple, kill the river god, and "eat" the evil god.

Worrying in vain.

I prepared for a rainy day, and I was a little too advanced.

But this is just the beginning of the qualitative change of divine consciousness. It seems normal to use silver mental power as the threshold.

I'm afraid it won't be so simple later.

"Later..."

Mo Hua pondered for a while, and his heart trembled.

The bottleneck behind, the god-level requirement will not be light gold, pure gold, but a higher-level jade color and glass, right?

What level of god's marrow is this?

Where can I find this quality of god's marrow to eat?

The key is, can I beat these terrible gods?

Mo Hua's scalp is a little numb.

"It seems that I still need to eat more god's marrow. If I can't eat good ones, I will eat more ordinary ones. A little bit will make a lot. Otherwise, it will be really troublesome to break through the bottleneck in the future..."

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

But at present, the bottleneck of the middle stage of foundation building is not difficult.

As long as I spend some time, solve the mystery array of the sea of ​​consciousness one by one, break through the bottleneck, and my cultivation can be successfully promoted to the middle stage of foundation building.

In the middle stage of foundation building, I can keep up with the progress of my fellow disciples and don't have to repeat the grade.

Otherwise, if my cultivation can't keep up, I will repeat the grade. Then I, the little senior brother, will be reduced to a junior brother forever after just over a year.

Fortunately, my cultivation has kept up...

Mo Hua slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, Mo Hua practiced peacefully, breaking through the bottleneck little by little, and the progress was under control.

Soon, the New Year was coming.

Mo Hua's second year in Taixu Sect was coming to an end.

After the annual year-end assessment, Taixu Sect had a New Year holiday.

Mo Hua's grades were the same as last year, with one A and six C, and he performed stably.

He could not get any other rating except "A" for formation.

For other homework such as alchemy and refining, he basically could not get any other rating except "C".

This report card can be said to have no surprises, and naturally there is no expectation.

Mo Hua had expected it, and his heart was as calm as water.

After the New Year holiday, most of the disciples returned to their families to celebrate the New Year.

Mo Hua still stayed in Taixu Sect.

The road to Lizhou was far away, the mountains and rivers were far away, and the sea of ​​clouds was vast. He could not go back at all, so he could only stay in the sect alone, reading formation books every day, learning formations, and breaking bottlenecks.

Although lonely, it was fulfilling.

But he still gave himself two days off.

On the twenty-eighth day before the New Year, the Gu family had a family banquet.

Aunt Wan asked him to go over and play, relax, look at the lanterns, and eat some good food.

Mo Hua was a little hesitant.

It would be inappropriate to go to the Gu family dinner alone.

But Yu'er was beside him, pulling his sleeve, looking at him eagerly with a pair of watery eyes.

Mo Hua felt a little soft-hearted and agreed.

Soon it was the 28th day, and Mo Hua was ready to leave the sect and go to the Gu family, so he went to say goodbye to Mr. Xun.

Mr. Xun was a little surprised to hear that Mo Hua was going to the Gu family to attend the family dinner.

He knew that Mo Hua had a friendship with the Gu family, but he didn't expect that this friendship was so deep that he could even go to the family dinner before the New Year.

Gu family, Wenren family, Shangguan family...

Mr. Xun's mind moved, and he pondered for a while. Suddenly he looked up at Mo Hua, who had nothing in his hands, and asked:

"Are you going to the dinner like this?"

Mo Hua scratched his head.

It's not that he didn't want to give anything.

The key point is that he has nothing good to give.

The Gu family and the Wen family are both great families with countless years of history. They are rich and powerful, with mountains of spiritual stones and nothing to lack.

His own small family assets have nothing to show off.

He did give Aunt Wan a golden lotus tricolor carp before, but it was obtained by chance, which is not easy to get and very expensive.

And in the end, half of the tricolor carp fell into his stomach, and the other half was eaten by Yu'er. Aunt Wan only drank some soup...

Mr. Xun nodded slightly, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, he stood up, took out a pen and paper, wrote a few words by hand, and handed them to Mo Hua.

"Take it with you, and it will be a gift."

Mo Hua was startled, a little flattered.

These days, he also knew that Mr. Xun seemed to be an "old teacher", but his knowledge, mind, bearing, and the looming majesty were definitely not ordinary cultivators.

It seemed to be just a few simple words, but it must be very valuable.

"Old sir..."

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed to answer.

"It doesn't matter," Mr. Xun looked relieved, even with a kind smile, looking at Mo Hua, and said meaningfully, "Speaking of which, my Taixu Sect owes them a huge favor."

A huge favor...

Mo Hua nodded.

So that's it... There is actually this reason behind it.

It is said that the two great families of Shangguan Wenren and the three sects of Tai'a Chongxu and Taixu Sect had some origins before. It is normal for them to have some favors with each other.

I just don't know what exactly is the matter that makes Taixu Sect owe a favor...

Mo Hua was very curious.

But he couldn't get to the bottom of this kind of interpersonal relationship between the sects and the noble families.

Mo Hua respectfully accepted the calligraphy and said with a smile:

"Thank you, old sir!"

Old Mr. Xun stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

Then Mo Hua took a car, left Taixu Gate, and went to Gu's house.

Gu's house was decorated with lights and colors, gorgeous but not extravagant, lively and festive.

Gu Changhuai was still busy with the affairs of the court, and it seemed that he would not be back until the evening.

As the year was coming to an end, Wenren Wan had a lot of things to do, and Mo Hua didn't see her.

On the contrary, Yu'er cheered and jumped into Mo Hua's arms when she saw Mo Hua.

Wenren Wei on the side said:

"Miss Wan was delayed by something and will be free only at the dinner. Young Master Mo might as well take Master Yu'er to go around. Qingzhou City is very lively during the holidays."

Yu'er looked at Mo Hua happily.

Mo Hua also smiled and nodded.

In a few days, the New Year is coming. Qingzhou City is indeed very lively and full of the New Year atmosphere.

Mo Hua, who has not rested for a long time and draws formations every day, is also in a playful mood.

He took Yu'er and strolled along the prosperous Qingzhou City for a day.

Along the way, there were cars and people, and the market was lined up. Red lanterns were hung from the streets to the corners.

Occasionally, there were fireworks that competed for beauty, a wide range of toys, and snacks with different flavors.

Mo Hua was walking around and saw the lively scene around him, and his mood was a little low for a while.

In the midst of the noise, he thought of the days in Tongxian City again.

He thought of his parents, his friends, and the unreliable Uncle Zhang.

There was also the master who cared for him, the mysterious Grandpa Kui, the stupid little brother and the beautiful little sister...

The cultivation of Taoism is long, and the world is ups and downs.

I don’t know when I can see everyone again.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly found that there was a string of candied haws in front of him.

Mo Hua turned his head and saw Yu'er holding a long string of candied haws in one hand and chewing it in his mouth. With the other hand, he handed another string of crystal clear, rosy and sweet candied haws in front of him, and said in a baby voice like offering a treasure:

"Brother Mo, candied haws!"

Yu'er took two strings in total, ate one for himself, and gave one to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua laughed, touched Yu'er's little head, and then took the candied haws and took a bite. It was sour and sweet, very delicious.

After eating the candied haws, Mo Hua felt much better.

"Let's go, I'll take you to play."

Mo Hua took Yu'er's little hand and walked along the street for a whole day.

It was not until night fell, the lights came on, and the family dinner was about to begin that Mo Hua took Yu'er back home.

It was just that the road was crowded, which delayed them a little.

When they arrived at Gu's house, Mo Hua suddenly found that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

Originally, there were laughter and joy during the day, but at night, it became more solemn. The monks coming and going were also more restrained and did not dare to speak loudly.

Mo Hua was a little strange. When he saw Gu An passing by, his eyes lit up and he waved, "Little Brother An."

Gu An was startled. When he saw Mo Hua, he immediately came over and greeted him.

Mo Hua asked in a low voice: "Did something happen?"

"Not really," Gu An looked around and lowered his voice, "Someone from the Shangguan family came."

"Shangguan family?" Mo Hua was stunned, looked down at Yu'er who looked confused, and asked Gu An in confusion, "The Shangguan family came, so what? Aren't the Gu family and the Shangguan family on good terms..."

Why is the atmosphere so tense?

Gu An shook his head, "I don't know either, but the people from the Shangguan family who came this time seem to be of high status and cannot be offended, so the head of the family asked the disciples in the family to be careful in what they say and do."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

But this didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

He just came to eat.

What's more, he was just a little cultivator in the foundation building stage, and the Shangguan family might not take him seriously.

Soon, the family banquet began.

Most of them were from the Gu family, either elders, some managers, or ordinary disciples.

Mo Hua often visited the Gu family, and most of them were familiar.

Some elders, such as Uncle Gu's aunt, Elder Gu Hong, saw that Mo Hua was well-behaved and cute, and often chatted with Mo Hua.

Most of the other elders also knew Mo Hua.

Many ordinary disciples were familiar with Mo Hua.

Most of them worked in the Daoting Division, and some had "fought side by side" with Mo Hua.

Along the way Mo Hua walked, people kept greeting him, saying hello, chatting, or chatting.

Ink painting is like returning to your own home...

Gu Changhuai, who had just finished his official duties and rushed home, sat and watched with a complicated look on his face.

Even he almost forgot that Mo Hua's surname was "Mo" and not Gu...

Wen Renwan smiled slightly and waved to Mo Hua from a distance.

Mo Hua took Yu'er to Wen Renwan.

Yu'er threw herself into Wen Renwan's arms and called out affectionately, "Mother."

Wen Renwan's face was full of smiles. He pinched Yu'er's cheeks, turned his head again, smiled and said to Mo Hua:

"You can sit here later and have something delicious to eat."

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Wen Renwan looked at the face in the ink painting again and said warmly:

"You seem to have lost some weight compared to the past few days. I guess you are practicing too hard. I will ask them to make some more soup later to replenish you."

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, Aunt Wan."

Wen Renwan smiled softly, then pulled Mo Hua to sit down and gave him some fresh spirit melons and fruits to eat.

Mo Hua sat down calmly, took a bite of melon, looked up at the upper seat, and saw two people sitting on the high platform of the first seat not far away.

One person is the head of the Gu family.

I've seen Mo Hua, but I haven't spoken to him.

The other person has a deep aura, a majestic appearance, and is very majestic. Although he is over the middle of his life, his temples are slightly white, and there are faint tail lines at the corners of his eyebrows, he can still be seen as extremely handsome in his youth.

Mo Hua guessed that this person was Yu'er's grandfather.

That is to say, the current head of the Shangguan family is Shangguan Ce.