Chapter 386 Mysterious

Sun Ze said in embarrassment: "Yes..."

Sun Yi was a little absent-minded, and after a long time, he murmured:

"I was wrong..."

He originally thought that the little monk who looked the most inconspicuous was just a disciple who served tea and water and served his master.

But he didn't expect that he not only knew the formation, but also had such powerful magic.

And he was smart, fighting against many people alone, and had quite a lot of experience in fighting.

Sun Ze said hatefully: "Dad, we must avenge this!"

Sun Yi didn't answer, but looked at his son coldly, "Did you tell him all the details of our Sun family?"

"No! Dad, you have to believe me!" Sun Ze vowed.

Sun Yi snorted coldly.

He trusted this son too much, and he must have said everything he should and shouldn't say.

Sun Yi's eyes flashed, and after a little thought, he slowly said:

"Let's keep our troops in place for now."

"But Dad, I can't bear this breath."

Sun Ze said hatefully.

He went to see the alchemist, who said that his arms were all burned by the fire, and he could not use his spiritual power for a short period of time. Other parts of his body were also more or less injured.

Especially his head, which was hit by Mo Hua several times and is still buzzing.

Most importantly, his face was disfigured.

The fireball technique came at him, and although Sun Ze had covered his face, he was still injured by the anger, and there were several more burn marks on his face.

Sun Ze couldn't swallow this breath.

Sun Yi snorted coldly: "If you can't help it, bear it for me."

Sun Ze's anger was not over yet, and he frowned suddenly.

This is not like his father's style.

In Qianjia Town, the Sun family has always been vindictive, and has never tolerated it?

"Dad, do you have any other plans?" Sun Ze asked.

Sun Yi touched his chin and asked back:

"Do you think this kid can really find the formation that our Sun family has passed down from generation to generation?"

Sun Ze sneered immediately, "Impossible!"

Sun Yi glanced at him coldly.

Sun Ze calmed down, thought about it this time, and his heart skipped a beat:

"It seems... it's really possible."

Sun Ze thought carefully again:

"This kid's identity is not ordinary, his magic is not ordinary, and his attainments in formations seem to be very extraordinary."

"I destroyed all the formations he drew. I didn't pay attention at the time. Now I think back, those formations were drawn very well. And they were drawn quickly and well, better than you..."

Sun Ze didn't dare to say anything halfway through.

Sun Yi snorted coldly, "Go ahead."

"Better than you...draw..."

Sun Yi was not angry, but his heart skipped a beat, thinking that it was indeed the case.

This innocent kid turned out to be a rare genius in formations.

Among this group of people, perhaps this kid is the real key figure.

The key is that he is still so young.

"There are always people better than you..." Sun Yi sighed.

"How about, Dad... let's just let it go?" Sun Ze said tentatively.

"Why forget it?"

"A genius in formations, isn't it unwise for us to provoke him..."

"So what if he's a genius in formations?" Sun Yi sneered, "This cultivation world is vast, there are billions of cultivators, and there are countless geniuses. Even if you have good talent, if you can't grow up, you are no different from mediocre people."

Sun Ze was a little confused and asked in doubt:

"Dad, what do you want to do?"

Sun Yi's eyes fixed, "Let's wait."

"Wait?"

"Wait for that kid to find out the formations passed down by our Sun family, and then catch them all in one fell swoop and reap the benefits."

Sun Yi sneered, "At that time, the Sun family's formations will be returned to their original owners, and the kid who can draw formations will also be used by our Sun family."

Sun Ze was a little worried:

"What if there are foundation-building cultivators among them?"

Sun Yi said: "I have planned it these days. Even if there are foundation-building cultivators among them, there will be at most one..."

"And in our Sun family, there is me who has built a foundation, and there are many other cultivators besides me..." In addition, there are hundreds of Qi-refining disciples. "

"When the time comes, I will hold back the foundation-building cultivator. Can the hundreds of Sun family disciples catch the remaining few Qi-refining cultivators?"

Sun Yi snorted again, "No matter how powerful the little devil's magic is, he can only defeat eight or nine of them at best. Dozens or even hundreds of cultivators can exhaust his spiritual power even if they are exhausted."

"If his spiritual power is exhausted, he will have no way to escape."

Sun Ze still has some concerns, "Even if we catch him, can he listen to my Sun family?"

Sun Yi smiled and continued:

"We will catch them all and threaten him with his master or his senior brothers and sisters. We don't have to worry about him not being obedient."

"When he grows up, pick a woman from the Sun family and force him to marry. Once a child is born, he will be bound to our Sun family."

"Children have the blood of our Sun family, and they are connected by blood. He is also half a member of the Sun family. Naturally, he must do his best to work for our Sun family..."

Sun Ze was shocked, "Dad, you are so sinister... wise."

Sun Yi smiled complacently, he turned his head and looked at the spiritual field in the distance, with hope in his eyes:

"Look hard, find this lost formation for our Sun family..."

...

Mo Hua was indeed looking for the formation, but after searching for a long time, he still had no clue.

He ran to ask Mr. Zhuang:

"Master, is the formation in the spiritual field?"

The Sun family could not stay, so Mr. Zhuang stayed at Old Man Ding's house.

Although Old Man Ding's family was poor, the yard was quite large.

Mr. Zhuang put a bamboo chair in the yard again, and sat on it when he had nothing to do, looking at the green mountains, green waters, blue sky and white clouds leisurely.

Hearing Mo Hua ask him, Mr. Zhuang smiled mysteriously, "What do you think?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I think so."

"Since you have a guess, look for it patiently."

Mr. Zhuang said leisurely, not in a hurry at all.

Mo Hua was a little worried.

He had been looking for many days, but still had no clues.

The only thing in the spiritual field was the six-pattern soil-cultivating formation, and some other water-related formations.

There was not even a first-grade nine-pattern formation, let alone a formation with more than nine patterns.

Seeing Mo Hua frowning, Mr. Zhuang pointed out:

"What are the elements of the formation?"

"Formation medium, formation pattern, formation hub, formation eye."

This was a basic formation question, and Mo Hua naturally answered it fluently.

"Then you should think from these perspectives, but don't limit yourself to the existing formation knowledge."

Mr. Zhuang said, and then he looked at the world in the distance, his expression meaningful:

"The formation is profound and extensive. What you have seen and learned is still just the tip of the iceberg of the formation. There are still many unknown mysteries."

"You should learn to use the known knowledge to think, but you can't be limited by these things."

Mr. Zhuang pointed out.

Mo Hua seemed to understand something and nodded slowly.

In the next few days, Mo Hua still ran to the spiritual field every day.

Xiao Miaoer still ran around behind him every day.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi had nothing else to do, so they followed Mo Hua and helped him find the formation.

Bai Zisheng would stroll around nearby to see if the Sun family would come to cause trouble.

Aunt Xue was strict with him and generally did not allow him to fight with others.

Otherwise, when he was in Tongxian City, he would have wanted to follow Mo Hua into the Black Mountain to hunt monsters and show his skills.

Now that Aunt Xue was not around, Mr. Zhuang did not let him go, but he did not restrict him either. Bai Zisheng had long wanted to find someone to fight and test his skills.

Especially as a senior brother, it was natural for him to help his junior brother fight, and Mr. Zhuang would not blame him.

So Bai Zisheng looked eager to try, wandering around the spiritual field every day, looking up from time to time to see if there were any Sun family cultivators who knew what to do and came to trouble them so that he could try his hand.

Unfortunately, the Sun family didn't know what to do and never came.

No one from the Sun family came, so naturally no one bothered Mo Hua.

But after searching for a few days, he still made no progress, so he sat cross-legged by the field, holding his chin and thinking.

Array medium, array pattern, array hub, array eye...

If there is really a unique array in the spiritual field, it should be the field ridge as the array medium.

The field ridge is built with stones, which are hard and easy to carve arrays.

Array patterns should also exist on the field ridge.

But Mo Hua ran almost all over the spiritual field and still didn't find any trace of the unique array.

In addition, there is the array hub.

The array hub of the unique array should be somewhat different from ordinary arrays.

Mo Hua didn't find any special formation hub in this spiritual field.

The most important thing is that there is no formation eye.

The formation needs the formation eye to provide spiritual power, but there is no formation eye in this spiritual field for the absolute formation to operate.

Mo Hua scratched his head, puzzled.

According to the basic formation framework, there is no other formation in this spiritual field.

But looking at Mr. Zhuang's attitude, Mo Hua is sure that there must be an absolute formation hidden in this spiritual field...

Mo Hua's thoughts are a bit messy.

The breeze blows, and the rice waves.

The wind carries a hint of the sweetness of rice seedlings.

Mo Hua calmed down, found a branch, and began to draw something on the ground.

He drew all the formations involved in the spiritual field, including soil cultivation formation, water storage formation, insect repellent formation, etc. one by one.

He wanted to find some connections from these formations.

But after looking at them over and over again, these formations are still the same, there is nothing special about them.

Mo Hua sighed, and when he looked up, he found Ding Miao'er also sitting on the ground, holding a branch in her little hands, imitating Mo Hua, but he didn't know what she was drawing.

But what Miao'er drew looked like a formation, but it also didn't look like a formation.

Mo Hua looked at it for a few times, and asked in confusion:

"Miao'er, what are you drawing?"

Miao'er pointed forward with her little hand, "I'm drawing a spiritual field."

He saw Mo Hua drawing a formation, so he followed suit.

But the formation was complicated and there were many patterns, so Miaoer couldn't draw it, so he found something to draw.

He had drawn cows and chickens.

Now it was his turn to draw the spiritual field.

Miaoer drew the spiritual field, but he followed Mo Hua's brushwork, so what he drew looked like a formation, but not like a formation.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, then suddenly froze.

Formation... spiritual field...

Mo Hua frowned, thinking of something.

At this time, another mountain breeze blew, swaying the rice seedlings, forming green waves, layer by layer, connecting all the spiritual fields into one, rippling away.

All the spiritual fields, as if one body, echoed each other.

Mo Hua stood up suddenly, with a storm in his heart.