"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

The two chatted.

After that, Mo Hua had regular classes, and all his spare time was spent thinking about the "Shinto" formations.

The formation is vast, broad and profound.

It is a good thing to have inheritance.

But if there is no inheritance, you must learn to find it yourself.

With the help of the understanding of formations, the experience of formations, and the foundation of formations, through clues, peeling off cocoons, constantly thinking, eliminating the false and retaining the true, seeking unknown avenues, and mastering deeper formations...

This is what Master taught me through words and deeds when he was traveling around.

The Shinto formation is so unpredictable that it is almost lost.

The ink painting has not been passed down, but through this trip to the small fishing village, learning the simple pattern of three scales and two claws of the dragon crossing the river, and "applying what I learned" on the spot, I opened the door to the evil god's dry well...

Ink Painting has some clearer inferences:

Shinto formation is a formation that "transforms" people's spiritual consciousness through the formation to achieve a certain "qualitative change" and thereby restrict the gods.

Whether this "qualitative change" after being transformed by the formation is the same as the qualitative change of his own consciousness itself, Mo Hua is not sure yet.

Because he hasn't learned the real Shinto formations yet.

But since the Shinto formation can restrain the gods.

This shows that even if this kind of spiritual thought that has been "transformed" by the monk's spiritual consciousness is not as good as the spiritual thought that has been truly "qualitatively transformed", it may not be much inferior.

In a sense, this is a spiritual method that can truly compete with the gods.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

In ancient times, the ancient formation masters who could understand the heaven and earth, glimpse the principles of divine consciousness, and create Shinto formations were really terrifying...

This kind of formation can be researched...

This is real, using flesh and blood to understand the way of heaven and compete with the gods.

The ink paintings are filled with reverence.

But then, he had another doubt...

The spiritual consciousness of ordinary monks is "transformed" into the power of spiritual thoughts that is enough to check the gods through the Shinto formation...

Then, to a certain extent, what will happen to my spiritual consciousness, which has already undergone a qualitative change and is close to the power of a god, after being "transformed" by the Shinto formation?

Can he seal an evil god who is more powerful than himself?

Or maybe...

Mo Hua tried to think about it for a moment, and then he was suddenly startled, startled by his own thoughts.

Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly.

Don't aim too high...

This is all just speculation and may not be true.

"First think of a way to learn the real Shinto formation method, and then consider other things..."

"Array masters must be down-to-earth and seek truth from facts!"

Mo Hua nodded.

The only clue now is the dragon crossing the river.

As long as you catch the Dragon Crossing the River, you might be able to get the complete Shinto formation map.

Mo Hua's eyes were bright and he looked expectant.

It's just...how to get into that well with thick blood mist?

Thinking of this, Mo Hua felt a little worried.

I am not very afraid of evil spirits, but when faced with those monsters or demon cultivators lurking in the dark, there is nothing I can do.

If you need help...

Uncle Gu is a golden elixir monk, but he does not believe in evil gods.

And even if he is a golden elixir, if the evil god enters his brain, he will probably be in bad luck.

It seems that there is no way to go to the bottom of the well filled with blood mist for the time being...

Mo Hua sighed.

"I can only think of another way..."

"Or maybe, take the time to ask Mr. Huangshan again?"

Mo Hua thought in his mind.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua was practicing, thinking about formations, and thinking about the Well of the Evil God in the small fishing village.

A few days later, he suddenly received a message from Gu Changhuai:

"Something happened in the small fishing village..."

Mo Hua was startled, "What happened?"

Gu Changhuai: "There are two children in the village who were kidnapped by the dragon crossing the river and taken away to who knows where."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat and he felt bad, but he still confirmed:

"Whose child..."

Gu Changhuai said: "I heard... they are the two grandsons of the old man..."

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Chapter completed!