South of Nanyue City, the second-rank Sishui Prefecture.

Sishui connects the earth from beginning to end.

The winding water flows along the river and gurgles to the distance.

I was tired of painting the ink painting formation. I lifted the curtains and looked out at the green mountains and clear waters and the misty scenery outside, and I felt refreshed and happy.

After watching for a while, he withdrew his gaze and sat back into the car safely.

Outside the car, the Puhuan always knocked on the pine nuts, listening to the sound, and driving the car.

In the car, Bai Zisheng was meditating and practicing, while Bai Zixi was reading quietly.

Mr. Zhuang leaned against the blanket, closed his eyes and took a nap, with an elegant and leisurely posture.

But his aura became even weaker.

Mo Hua frowned and was worried.

Since leaving Nanyue City, Mr. Zhuang's body seems to be getting worse day by day. Although his eyes are still gentle and free as usual, his complexion is obviously worse, and the rest time is longer.

Mo Hua asked Mr. Zhuang if he had any discomfort.

Mr. Zhuang just touched Mo Hua's head and smiled and said that he was fine so that he didn't have to worry.

But his aura didn't look like he was fine.

Ink painting can only sigh in my heart.

It was the time of the morning, and noon had passed, and the sun was bright and it made people tired.

Mo Hua cooked a pot of tea.

The tea leaves were given by Elder Su. The tea soup is tender and has a mellow taste. The ink painting also adds some spiritual herbs, ginseng and jade jujubes to regulate the blood and energy of monks and nourish the meridians.

Although it may not have much effect on Mr. Zhuang, it is also a matter of thought.

When the tea leaves are cooked, the tea is filled with fragrance and the tea fragrance is everywhere.

Mo Hua first poured a cup for Mr. Zhuang, and then poured a cup for the junior brother and sister.

Finally, I poured myself a cup and sipped in small sips.

Bai Zisheng felt sleepy in the afternoon and was a little thirsty, so he chewed peonies like a cow and drank it all in one drink.

Bai Zixi is like ink paintings, with elegant posture, lightly opening her red lips, small mouth, and savoring it carefully.

When Mr. Zhuang smelled the fragrance of tea, he slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, picked up the tea and drank it. His eyes lit up, and he seemed to be a little more energetic.

Mo Hua poured another cup for Mr. Zhuang, turned around and looked at the scenery outside, and suddenly asked:

"Master, where are we going?"

When Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi heard this, they both stopped the cups and turned to look at Mr. Zhuang.

When Mr. Zhuang saw three pairs of bright eyes, he felt at ease, and thought for a little while and said:

"Look south, go to the Dalishanzhou border."

"Da Lishan?"

Mo Hua muttered silently, and then asked:

"Can I build the foundation when I go there?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, "If you have reached the ninth level of Qi refining, and the fourteen lines of spiritual consciousness, you can build the foundation."

"Cultivation is a natural thing, follow the steps and don't be too hasty."

"But it's not easy to reach the fourteenth pattern of spiritual consciousness..."

Mr. Zhuang sighed slightly in his heart.

Not just not easy...

For Qi Refining Cultivators, it is rare and outrageous.

Even in the past dynasties and records of genius monks, there are almost no precedents for the fourteen-patterned spiritual consciousness of Qi refining...

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and his mood fluctuated.

Mo Hua was still thinking about building the foundation and asked again:

"Then Master, can the spiritual consciousness break through the fourteen lines after going to the Dalishanzhou realm?

"I can only say that there is this opportunity."

Mr. Zhuang didn't say it was too specific.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly brighter, "So, Dali Shanzhou Realm, is there a 1-grade thirteen-patterned array?"

According to what Mr. Zhuang said before, he can enhance his spiritual consciousness by comprehending and practicing the ultimate formation.

The more difficult the array is, the stronger the spiritual consciousness is required, and the deeper the training of the sea of ​​consciousness, the faster the spiritual consciousness grows.

Now the spiritual consciousness of ink painting has reached the peak of the Thirteen Patterns.

Although I practice the thick earth formation and the spiritual pivot formation every day, as these formations become more and more proficient, my spiritual consciousness grows slowly...

It's time to find a thirteen-patterned formation to learn.

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "Not bad."

It seems that the master has already made plans.

Mo Hua's eyes were bright and bright, and he said curiously:

"Master, what kind of ultimate formation is there in Dali Mountain?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "It's not a face..."

The ink painting was slightly stunned.

Mr. Zhuang paused, his mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile hung on his face, "It's the fifth pair."

Mo Hua's heart trembled and said in surprise:

"Fifth deputy!"

Mo Hua opened her mouth, then looked at Mr. Zhuang again, and said in confusion:

"Fifth pair...will you become a cabbage?"

Since it is an absolute formation, it must be rare.

How could there be five pairs at once?

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Guess why?"

Mo Hua blinked, held his chin, pondered for a moment before he said uncertainly:

"Is the five elements related to the five elements?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded with gratitude, "Not bad!"

His tone was a little emotional, "This is a set of five elements formations, including gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and each of the five elements has one, but the essence is the same, so the five elements are classified into one set."

When Mo Hua listened, his heart felt itchy like a kitten's claws scratching.

He wanted to know what this formation is, what the formation pattern looks like, what the structure is the formation pivot, and what its function will be after learning it.

But he still has one biggest question.

“Master…”

Mo Hua asked hesitantly, "Even if I learn the first-grade thirteen-line formation and practice it every day, my spiritual consciousness may not be able to break through the bottleneck and reach the mid-stage level of the fourteen-line foundation building..."

This is something he has only realized recently.

The later it goes, the slower the growth of spiritual consciousness, and the more difficult it is.

He is now at the peak of the thirteenth pattern, and he looks only a little bit of threshold from the thirteenth pattern.

But this threshold is like a natural barrier.

The spiritual consciousness I cultivated every day by relying on drawing formations is like a glass of water.

This glass of water flowed into the heavenly chasm and disappeared in an instant.

I want to fill this natural barrier and break through the bottleneck, but I really don’t know when it will be...

The twelve-patterned array has limited enhanced spiritual consciousness.

Even if you learn the thirteen-patterned formation, it probably won’t be much better.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly condensed and he said slowly:

"The spiritual consciousness is enhanced, only one aspect..."

"Even if the spiritual consciousness cannot be enhanced to the fourteenth pattern, and the foundation is built with the thirteenth pattern of spiritual consciousness, you must learn this formation!"

Mr. Zhuang's tone was solemn and his expression was solemn.

Mo Hua felt a little nervous, "Master, is there anything special about this formation?"
To be continued...