Asking About Longevity

Chapter 63 Mystery Array

 “Array Spiritual Screen?”

Mr. Zhuang also looked slightly stunned.

 The ink painting recalled the spiritual scene in his mind, describing in detail:

"The light blue spiritual power is like spiritual ink, and the interlaced patterns are like array patterns. The woven spiritual curtain is like a whole array, but the spiritual power is flowing, and the array patterns change accordingly. What is presented is different formations.”

"interesting."

Mr. Zhuang's eyes brightened slightly, then he took out a pen and paper and spread it on the table in front of him.

“Do you still remember those formation patterns? Draw a few and show them to me.”

"I remember part of the formation patterns, but those formation patterns will keep changing..." Mo Hua said truthfully.

"It doesn't matter," Mr. Zhuang said, "just copy what it looks like when you look at it."

The little hand of the ink painter holds the pen and touches the ink, and the tip of the pen wanders on the paper. After a while, several patterns will appear on the paper.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at it and said, "They all look like ordinary formation patterns, nothing special."

Mo Hua asked: "Have the seniors who practiced this technique never encountered this kind of situation?"

Mr. Zhuang thought for a moment and said, "No, at least I haven't heard of it."

Mr. Zhuang further explained: "Even if it is the same skill, different monks may encounter different problems while practicing it, especially this unpopular ancient skill, which has less inheritance and fewer people practicing it. Once problems are encountered, It’s hard to have any good precedents to refer to.”

Mr. Zhuang pondered: "The technique shows that the bottleneck is in the spiritual consciousness. The monks who practiced before should also have problems at the spiritual consciousness level, but the problems should be different from yours, otherwise it would be impossible not to indicate it on the jade slip. It is about the sect. When it comes to the inheritance of martial arts within the sect, the seniors within the sect will not have any selfish intentions or tell the truth."

Mo Hua frowned and said, "Sir, what should I do? It seems I can't practice now."

Mr. Zhuang smiled freely and said, "As long as it's about formations, it's nothing," and then asked: "Go back and write down all the formations and formations that appear on the spiritual curtain, and show them to me tomorrow."

 “Yes, sir!”

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of what Mr. Zhuang just said.

 As long as it’s about the formation, it’s nothing?

To what extent has Mr. Zhuang’s formation attainments reached?

Haven’t he already been a third-grade formation master?

 What formations can a third-level formation master draw?

Mo Hua had some longing in his heart, then he thought again and said:

“Forget it, it’s better to not aim too high. Now we are still far away from becoming a first-class formation master…”

 Mo Hua gathered his thoughts, remembered Mr. Zhuang’s instructions, and after returning home, he sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness and observed the patterns and formations on the spiritual screen of the sea of ​​consciousness.

I know a lot of the ink paintings on the spiritual screen, but I don’t know most of the formations. There are some unfamiliar formations that I have never been exposed to, and it is impossible to remember the ink paintings at once. I had no choice but to practice on the stone tablet while watching. When I was familiar with it and memorized it, I exited the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and then recorded the formation patterns on the formation paper.

Like this until midnight, Mo Hua suddenly felt dizzy. He knew that he had overused his spiritual consciousness, so he prepared to take a rest.

As soon as his mind relaxed, Mo Hua felt hungry, and then he was shocked to realize that he was so absorbed in recording the formation patterns that he didn't even eat dinner.

“My parents should be asleep by now.”

Mo Hua was a little worried, "I don't know if there is anything to eat at home."

Mo Hua stood up and was about to open the door when he found a small table next to the door. There were several dishes on the table and a large bowl upside down on it.

 When I opened the ink painting, I saw a small pot of white porridge, a plate of assorted side dishes, two steamed buns, and a small plate of soy sauce beef.

 The side dishes and meat are cold, the steamed buns are warm, but the porridge is still hot.

“My mother was probably worried that I hadn’t eaten and was afraid of disturbing me from learning the formations, so she left it at the door. And she even heated it again before going to bed, otherwise the porridge would have been cold.”

Mo Hua became happy and took a sip of porridge, feeling his whole body warm.

 After that, he finished the other food in a hurry. The fatigue just now was swept away, and he became energetic.

The ink painting re-entered the sea of ​​consciousness, continued to copy the formation patterns on the spiritual screen, and then copied the memorized formation patterns one by one onto the formation paper.

It was not until Yinshi that my consciousness was exhausted for the second time, and then I put away the copied formation paper and slept peacefully.

On the second day, Mr. Zhuang looked at the formation paper copied by the ink painting, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "It turns out to be a mystery formation."

 “Puzzle array?”

 Have never heard of ink painting at all.

Mr. Zhuang patiently said: "You know the riddles, right?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"This riddle is just like a lantern riddle. It just uses the array pattern as the word and the array method as the riddle surface to form a riddle array. If you don't know how to do it, you will naturally not be able to see the truth." Mr. Zhuang explained.

 “Oh.” Mo Hua nodded.

“This was originally used by some long-standing sect families to entertain their disciples, but it is not very common now.”

Mo Hua's expression became complicated when he thought of the intricate formations that gave him a headache just looking at them.

  This is used for educational entertainment?

“If you can’t solve it, does that mean you’re stupid?” Mo Hua asked tactfully.

Mr. Zhuang saw Mo Hua's thoughts at a glance, and said with a half-smile, "That's not really true. Not everyone can solve your problem, which is a bit difficult."

Mo Hua felt that Mr. Zhuang was comforting him, but the comfort was not to the point.

 Not everyone can solve it, which may mean that there are many people who can solve it, and there are probably not many people who can't solve it.

 But I can’t solve it myself…

Since it is a puzzle and entertainment thing, it has to be solved no matter what. This face still needs to be fought for!

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask: "Then how to solve this puzzle?"

Mr. Zhuang habitually pointed at the bamboo chair with his finger, "Your situation is different from others. It's just that others can't solve it. It's just that you're feeling depressed. Your mystery involves cultivation. If you can't solve it, your cultivation level If it stagnates, there will be big trouble.”

“There are two ways: one is to learn to solve it yourself, and the other is to write down all the formation patterns and copy them out, and I will help you solve them.”

"The second method is the fastest and most direct. After all, cultivation is the foundation of a monk. Without cultivation, everything is nonsense, let alone becoming an formation master. The first method requires you to learn it yourself, although it is not for you to learn. The formation method has benefits, but it takes a long time and delays practice for a long time. How you choose is up to you."

Mr. Zhuang finished speaking and looked at the ink painting with interest.

 Ink painting is a bit confusing.

For a monk, the consequences of stagnant cultivation are too serious. His cultivation is naturally inferior to that of the Bai family brothers and sisters, and even those from the rich family, but among the casual cultivators of the same age in Tongxian City, he can barely be regarded as a "leader" - although he is also The leader in choosing fat among thin people.

If you spend too much time due to the bottleneck of your skills, your own cultivation will probably fall behind.

Mo Hua thought for a while and decided: "Sir, I choose the first one."

 Problems that can be solved by oneself are best solved by oneself.

If you lag behind in cultivation, just lag behind. The spiritual roots and skills are different from others, and the more you get to the later, the more so. If you fall behind early, you will fall behind, and if you fall behind later, you will fall behind. There is no difference.

 One cannot covet a temporary sense of superiority.

What’s more, if Mr. Zhuang helps solve the bottleneck in the early stage of Qi refining, what about the middle stage or even the later stage of Qi refining?

 Mr. Zhuang cannot always be by his side, and I am only Mr. Zhuang’s named disciple. I cannot trouble Mr. Zhuang with anything.

 Finally, there is another reason, which is that the four words “education and entertainment” make Mohua very troubled.

 “Oh? Have you thought about it?”

Mr. Zhuang asked somewhat meaningfully.

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Disciple, I've thought about it."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said: "I have some books and jade slips here that explain the basics of the mystery formation. Take it and read it first. After reading it, come to me and I will teach you how to solve the formation."

Mo Hua took it solemnly and said: "Disciple, please leave."

Mr. Zhuang watched the ink painting leave, his leisurely look faded, and his expression became slightly solemn.

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