Asking About Longevity

Chapter 95 Lingmo (eighth update)

 “There is a limit to spiritual consciousness.”

Mr. Zhuang’s words seemed very reasonable to Mo Hua.

In this case, there is no need to worry about ink painting. Anyway, as your realm improves, your spiritual consciousness will naturally improve. Everything will happen naturally. Just concentrate on practicing. There is no rush anyway.

 The most important thing at the moment is to learn more formations.

The bottleneck of the "Tian Yan Jue" technique is the puzzle formation. To solve the puzzle formation, you need to learn complex formations. In the "Thousand Formations Illustration" given by Mr. Zhuang, Mo Hua only learned a small part. With his current formation Legal experience is not enough.

 However, since the cultivation of ink painting has improved, the spiritual consciousness has gradually become stronger, and the formations drawn have become more complex. Due to the effect of "Tian Yan Jue", the control of the spiritual consciousness is stronger, and the formations are drawn faster and faster.

Until one day, Mo Hua realized that he had run out of spiritual ink and spiritual stones, and then he realized the seriousness of the problem. The poor ink painting is a bit distressing, "What should I do?"

Many powerful monster hunters were swallowed by monsters just because of their carelessness. However, no matter how powerful the monster hunters are, when facing monsters, they often have to act together and look after each other without any negligence.

 Tao stele, Tianyan Jue, meditation...

 If you cannot solve the mystery, you will not be able to break through the bottleneck. If you cannot break through the bottleneck, your realm will stop. Once the realm stops, the path of spiritual cultivation will come to an end.

 Overall, Ink Painting Lingshi's revenue and expenditure are relatively balanced, with occasional surplus.

 He has no spiritual stones to buy spiritual ink!

This also led to the fact that from then on, every time Mo Hua went shopping, those uncles and aunts who had been helped by Mo Hua would give Mo Hua something. Such as wild fruits picked from the mountains, home-steamed rice cakes, grasshoppers woven from bamboo, sachets for soothing the nerves, and even rouge and handkerchiefs used by female nuns...

Mo Hua knew that life as a casual cultivator was not easy, so he only collected some spiritual stones in a symbolic way. He was also very happy to get some food, drink and fun occasionally.

 Master Chen would ask Mo Hua to come and have a look when there were needs in the weapon refining business, such as the repair of the weapon refining furnace, the addition of formations to spiritual weapons, etc. Occasionally, Mr. Feng would introduce some monks to Mo Hua to draw formations.

Some people will give some spiritual stones for ink drawings as a reward, and some whose families are really poor can only give them apologetically some fruits and vegetables grown at home, or candy figures, toys, etc. that they sell in the market.

This is what Dahu told Mo Hua before, and Mo Hua deeply understood the weight of the word "monster hunter". Today, Xiaohu, who has been playing with Mo Hua since childhood, has **** wounds on his back.

 The purpose of ink painting is also to apply what you have learned and practice formations, so I don’t care much about these.

 Ever since Liu Ruhua opened the restaurant, the situation of the ink painter has improved a lot.

There was a seventeen-year-old young monk who went into the mountains with them. He encountered a monster. He panicked for a moment, and his neck was bitten off by the monster. He bled to death.

Mo Hua looked at the pale Xiaohu and felt a little sad.

Dahu and the others are still novices. They have just started hunting monsters. They have a lot to learn and are naturally more dangerous.

 “Have Mr. Feng come to see it?”

Just like that, Mo Hua walked from the street to the end of the street without spending a single spirit stone, and his storage bag couldn't fit all the things he got. He was like a little **** who ate and drank for free, which made him a little bit dumbfounded.

Being a demon hunter is not an easy profession. Demonic beasts of the same realm are far stronger than monks, because the physical body of the demonic beasts is extremely talented, their blood is strong, their reactions are sharp, and their movements are agile. The demonic power of monsters either contains the power of the five elements or contains innate poison, which is very tricky.

Once you become a monster hunter, it means working hard day and night and facing the danger of life and death.

 Although there are not many who have plenty...

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Mo Hua shook his head. He wanted his parents to spend more spiritual stones on cultivation, so that they could cultivate higher and live longer. If he opens his mouth, his parents will definitely give him all the spiritual stones.

The spiritual stone that Mo Hua practices every day was given by his parents. Mo Hua didn't want it at first, but Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua firmly refused. They said that Mo Hua was still young and not yet ready to support himself.

 So in addition to routine practice, Mo Hua focused all his attention on formations.

They wanted to give the ink painting to Lingshi, but they said they didn’t want it. If they didn’t accept the ink painting, they would be very unhappy.

 This originally virtuous cycle has led to vicious results:

How about mixing spiritual ink yourself?

 Mo Hua doesn’t know the formula and technique for preparing spiritual ink, not to mention that even if he prepares it himself, he still needs raw materials, and Mo Hua has no place to get raw materials.

Mo Hua thought about this problem for two days, but still had no good solution.

 The spiritual ink used in ink painting is used like water, and the spiritual stone used for ink painting is naturally used like running water.

Little Tiger was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face pale, and there was a **** claw mark on his back, and blood was oozing out.

Although among the casual cultivators of the same age, the three of Dahu are already the best. Whether it is cultivation or Taoism, the three of Dahu can learn very quickly. However, once they actually start hunting monsters, they cannot learn it quickly. adapt.

 This is the first time Mo Hua has seen Dahu and the others in two months.

 When Mo Hua arrived at Meng's house, Dahu and Shuanghu were taking care of Xiaohu.

 That afternoon, I heard Liu Ruhua frowning and saying, "Little Tiger was injured when he went up the mountain to hunt monsters. I heard that the injury was serious. You can send these things over for my mother to see how Little Tiger's injury is."

Mo Hua can draw some formations by himself and earn some spiritual stones. These spirit stones and ink paintings are also used to buy pen and ink to practice formations. Occasionally, I can spend one or two spirit stones to buy some delicious food to satisfy my cravings.

 Looking for it from your parents?

 When drawing formations, collect more spiritual stones?

Mo Hua also feels bad. The neighbors are all casual cultivators. They are already in a tight situation and don’t have many spiritual stones. Moreover, he has actually received a lot of favors from everyone, so he can't accept more spiritual stones.

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat and he said quickly: "Okay, mother, I'll go right away!"

 When he goes to sleep at night, he practices the formations on the remaining stele in the Consciousness Sea; when he wakes up during the day, he draws the formations on paper; occasionally if someone's formation fails, he will come and ask for ink painting.

 Seeing the ink paintings, Dahu and Shuanghu's eyes lit up, and then their faces became lost again.

For the past two months, they have been staying on the mountain, learning to familiarize themselves with the environment, recognize monsters, and try to fight them. In the process of fighting monsters, you must concentrate on it. If you are not careful, you will be injured, and in serious cases, your life may be lost.

 After a period of time, Mo Hua discovered an extremely serious problem:

“Mr. Feng looked at it, mixed the herbs, applied them to the wound, and gave the little tiger the elixir.” Shuanghu’s eyes were red.

"What happened?" Mo Hua couldn't help but ask.

 (End of this chapter)