"Build the foundation!"

The eyes of the ink painting shine.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time!

When Mo Hua thought that he was about to build a foundation, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and smiled. His little face was cute, like a cat basking in the sun leisurely.

Bai Zixi looked at it with gentle eyes and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Bai Zisheng curled his lips:

"I have no future, just build a foundation, I'm so happy..."

"You are my junior brother, so you must take your ambitions longer, at least it should be golden elixir or feathering..."

Mo Hua is too lazy to pay attention to him.

Now he is in a good mood and will not bother with his junior brother.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua gently, smiled slightly, thought of something, and said slowly:

"Don't be too happy too early. Your foundation building is different from ordinary people, so it's probably not that easy..."

Mo Hua was stunned and said in a low voice:

"Is it because of the bottleneck of spiritual consciousness?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.

Mo Hua frowned and thought carefully.

According to Mr. Zhuang’s previous statement, his path to cultivation is to first cultivate his spiritual consciousness to the middle stage of foundation building, with about fourteen patterns.

Then use the rule of breaking through the cultivation level and doubling the spiritual consciousness, and cross a large level in one fell swoop, directly increasing the spiritual consciousness to the late stage of foundation building.

As for the seventeenth, eighteenth, or nineteenth, it’s hard to say.

However, even if there are only seventeen lines, it is quite outrageous.

In the early stage of foundation building, there is the spiritual consciousness in the late stage of foundation building.

This means that in the way of formation, when Mo Hua first entered the second level, he had enough spiritual consciousness to learn the second level of formation!

All the skills of ink painting rely on spiritual consciousness.

If you have strong spiritual consciousness, you will benefit from the formation, body skills and magic.

But this is just the idea of ​​ink painting.

It's hard to say whether this is true or not.

Because as Mr. Zhuang said, there are very few monks who have used their spiritual consciousness to prove the truth, and there are not enough precedents and cannot be used as reference, so it is impossible to know what changes will happen behind this path.

Moreover, the bottleneck between the thirteenth and fourteenth lines of spiritual consciousness is much more difficult than what I think of.

The thirteenth to fourteenth lines seem to be only a huge difference in one pattern.

But it is a bottleneck from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building.

And ink painting is just a refining energy.

Now he is still practicing formations every day, and his spiritual consciousness is slowly increasing, but no matter what, he is still at the peak of the Thirteen Patterns.

Between the thirteenth and fourteenth lines, it seems like a natural barrier.

No matter how much spiritual consciousness is enhanced, it seems to be just a drop in the bucket.

It is impossible to break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of the fourteen-line pattern.

I don’t know how long it takes to draw to achieve the fourteenth pattern. Even if I learn the ultimate formation of the thirteenth pattern, this speed will probably be very slow...

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting, smiled gently, and said calmly:

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

"Don't feel confused because the road ahead is bumpy and the road is long."

"As long as this path is what you want to go, there is no need to hesitate. What you have to do is just focus on and walk step by step..."

"You will understand many things as you walk."

"And many opportunities and turnarounds can only be discovered on the road."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly and he nodded.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi again and said in a gentle voice:

"The situation in the Bai family is complicated, so I can't say more, but these words are the same for you."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both bowed and said, "Okay, Master."

But Bai Zixi was thinking, but Bai Zisheng was still a little confused.

...

In the days that followed, Mo Hua began to continue drawing formations.

Boring, mechanical, repetitive.

It seems boring.

But every time I draw it, the array pattern is more proficient and the understanding is more profound.

Things that are promising should be done with the circumstances and should not be forced.

But practicing formations is something you can do.

Ink painting gradually calmed down.

Ink paintings were painted like this day and night before.

For a long time after that, ink painting will continue to be painted like this...

He remembered Mr. Zhuang's words.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Just focus on, step by step, and draw over and over again...

...

After the ink painting left, Nanyue City gradually became calm.

The monks from all sides of the Dao Court who were ordered to suppress the corpse mines gradually dispersed.

Only the thin old man, middle-aged monk, Young Master Yun and other group of monks were still gathered together.

Their purpose is not a corpse mine.

The skinny old man sighed:

"It can be clarified now, indeed, it is not that we calculated the trace of that person, but that man deliberately leaked the cause and effect and attracted us."

"It's said that it's attracted, but it's actually more like calling us..."

Some monk said unhappy: "When we are spiritual pets, we can summon us as soon as we say we want?"

"This is the truth."

"What's the truth? I think it's nonsense?"

"The key is to call us here and work as a waste of labor..."

"What is it called "Do you work in a white worker? The corpse king, the evil of Taoism, how big a cause and effect is this? If it is not resolved, how big a disaster will there be?"

"Yes, in my opinion, this is a good thing..."

"That's the case, but are you willing to be fooled?"

"Otherwise? What can you do?"

...

There was a little noisy in the hall.

The respected old man with white hair signaled everyone to be quiet, and then said hoarsely:

"No matter what, that person attracted us, suppressing corpses and mines, solving the evil turmoil, and avoiding the devastation of the state world. He also followed the heavens and did good deeds."

"You all have all made contributions to this battle."

"As for that person, even if he is arrogant and arrogant, he is still a person with morality in his heart."

Among the people, some agreed, and some disdained.

However, Young Master Yun nodded seriously.

The white-haired old man said again: "The question now is, where did that person go?"

Everyone looked at each other and frowned and pondered.

Someone asked, "Is there any trace of a man in Nanyue City?"
To be continued...