This is what he wants to do!

He didn't care much about the rest.

Ink painting is like this, practicing silently every day and learning formations silently.

And his spiritual sense finally quietly broke through the shackles of the fourteen lines and reached the fifteen lines...

The fifteen-stitched pattern is the spiritual consciousness that only monks who have achieved a small level of cultivation can have.

And the sixteen-patterned spiritual consciousness can learn the second-level intermediate formation.

The fifteen-shaped patterns are only one-shaped pattern away from the sixteen-shaped patterns!

Mo Hua was a little excited. He thought about it, but he ran to Mr. Xun and asked tentatively:

"Old sir, can I learn... the fifteen-patterned formation?"

Mr. Xun was stunned for a moment.

He had expected that the fourteen-patterned formation would be enough to learn ink painting for a period of time, but he did not expect that it was really only "a period of time".

This period of time is too short...

He even felt that he had taught the formation of the fourteen-patterned ink painting not long ago.

In the blink of an eye, ink painting is about to learn fifteen patterns...

Mr. Xun was silent for a long time and nodded slowly, "Okay, but don't hurry first, you can stabilize it first."

"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded.

After Mo Hua said goodbye, Mr. Xun's face darkened and his eyes were very serious.

He thought Mo Hua's child... was already a little scary...

This is no longer a question of whether you can learn formations quickly or learn well.

This super-level spiritual consciousness grows so rapidly, which is simply incredible and unheard of...

If he continues to learn like this, he will probably really raise an unprecedented "little monster" in the formation...

"but……"

Mr. Xun frowned.

It is definitely not a good thing to learn so quickly.

When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

But now, the ink painting is probably not "the wood is fascinated by the forest". If he makes him grow wildly like this, his branches will almost cross the mountain and reach the sky.

Too conspicuous.

If this continues, this child will be afraid of the aristocratic family, jealous of the same family, and coveted by the demon sect.

Once he is really involved in the devil, those crazy old demons have ten thousand ways to pull out seedlings and encourage growth, and to cultivate him into a completely crazy "little demon owl"...

This kind of thing has its lessons...

Once a formation master with powerful spiritual consciousness is entangled in a demon, it is really terrible...

Once he becomes a demon, his foundation will inevitably be destroyed.

It seems that his strength is strong, but it cut off the great way and becomes a flesh-and-blood puppet of the demon's way for life.

As for the aristocratic family...

The ink painting itself has no bloodline of any aristocratic family.

He had only two choices, either to become a lackey of aristocratic family or a hawk who made profits from aristocratic family.

Or, you will definitely be excluded by the aristocratic family.

If he had an upright mind and broad mind, he would have done something contrary to the interests of the aristocratic family, he would even be killed by the aristocratic family in Qianzhou.

Sect...

The sect can be his reliance.

But the foundation of the sect is also human.

The problem with ink painting is that he is still short in his introduction and has a shallow foundation. Even if he has some friendships with his classmates, he is too shallow in the end.

The road is a long way to know the power of horses, and people's hearts will be seen over time.

Only when you spend a long time together and share hardships will you be in love.

With this kind of friendship, in a life-and-death crisis, it is impossible for a fellow disciple to take a big risk to help him...

If this continues, the child Mo Hua will easily become a chess piece for the demon sect and even a family fighting...

Mr. Xun's brows became tighter and tighter.

"To think of a way..."

But he had no good ideas for a moment.

When he was in formation class the next day, Mr. Xun was a little lost when he looked at the innocent, well-behaved and serious ink painting.

There is both regret, heartache, and even more unbearable.

"What should I do if this kid..."

Mr. Xun's expression was complicated.

But Mo Hua was confused and was a little confused by Mr. Xun.

It was not until class that Mr. Xun turned his gaze away from Mo Hua, spread out the lecture notes, put away his thoughts, and prepared to explain the formation.

Suddenly, an inner door elder knocked on the door outside.

Seeing Mr. Xun frowning at him, the elder suddenly felt extremely stressed. He knew that Mr. Xun hated being disturbed when he taught the class the most.

But he had to say it.

"Mr. Xun, Houshan... said there was something important to discuss."

"Back Mountain?"

Mr. Xun was slightly stunned, then nodded, "I understand."

The elder felt relieved and bowed and left.

Mr. Xun wanted to suspend the courses and assign some courses to let the disciples study by themselves. However, when the words came to his mouth, he was stunned, his eyes lightly bright, and he lit up the ink painting and said:

"Mo Hua, come and teach them!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

The other disciples here also opened their mouths wide, with a look of seeing ghosts on their faces.

Thank you for practicing immortality together, Sang Chen, PYHuang, the Fengshang, the natural beast master, Wangshui Lulian, Song Zi, new_new's reward~

I wrote a little more, I'm sorry~

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