Author: Guanxu

Mr. Feng shook his head, "It must be old. The last time the formation was repaired seems to have been ten or twenty years ago. It has been used for so long without any problems, which is pretty good."

"Then this alchemy furnace..."

Mr. Feng unscrewed the crane carving on the outer wall of the alchemy furnace, and the inner and outer layers of the alchemy furnace began to rotate separately, and finally separated from each other, and the formation on the inner wall of the alchemy furnace appeared.

"Of course I won't go back on my promise to you, but I want to test you first."

Mr. Feng pointed to the formations on the inner wall of the alchemy furnace and said, "First identify what formations these are."

After Mo Hua got closer, he looked at it carefully, thought for a moment and said: "Molten Fire Formation, Wood Qi Formation, Spirit Gathering Formation... Is this a complex formation containing three formations?"

Mr. Feng was slightly surprised, "Have you even learned the complex formation?"

A single array composed of array patterns is a single array, and multiple single arrays are connected to form a complex array.

The effect of a complex formation is stronger than that of a single formation, and it can also achieve more complex spiritual effects. However, an formation master without foundation and inheritance cannot learn it, and it is even called an ordinary casual cultivator.

Mr. Feng knew that Mo Hua was learning formations, and he also knew that Mo Hua had great spiritual knowledge and had some talent in formations, but he didn't expect that Mo Hua could even see the complex formations at a glance.

Mo Hua said embarrassedly: "I can't draw the complex formation. I only read about it in books. I haven't learned the ordinary single formation well yet."

Mr. Feng nodded, "It's good for you to know this at your age. This is a complex formation called the Wood Fire Controlling Spirit Array. It has the spiritual effects of fire and wood. Wood temperature nourishing herbs, fire

It is the power of refining medicine, and the two can be reconciled through formations to refine the desired elixir."

"This seems to be much more complicated than the refining furnace..." Mo Hua was speechless.

"Do you still want to try?"

"Well," Mo Hua said, "I can't draw the restoration formation, but if it's just a repair of the formation, there should be no problem if I follow the same pattern as the gourd."

Liu Ruhua took Mo Hua's hand and said softly: "If you're not sure, forget it. Don't cause trouble to Mr. Feng."

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, let him draw as he pleases. It doesn't matter if he makes a mistake. Just treat it as a practice. Whether it's alchemy or drawing formations, if you are afraid of making mistakes, you won't have any profound understanding."

"Thank you, Grandpa Feng!"

Mo Hua stopped being polite and asked Mr. Feng for the wood and fire spirit ink, and began to repair the formation.

This set of wood fire control spiritual formation was caused by years of alchemy refining, and some of the formation patterns were worn out, making it unable to transmit spiritual power, rendering the entire formation ineffective.

What Ink Hua needs to do is also very simple, which is to repair the dim and failed array patterns so that the spiritual power of the entire array can flow smoothly, which is considered a success.

The little ink-painting hand held the formation pen, dipped it in spiritual ink, and began to draw the formation pattern.

Mr. Feng secretly approved in his heart. He wrote calmly and without any stagnation. It was the result of diligent practice. It was obvious that Mo Hua, a kid, had really put in a lot of hard work in the formation.

Among the three formations, there are two incomplete formation patterns, but there are also six or seven other dim formation patterns that need to be redrawn.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness could not support the painting of so many formation patterns, and his spiritual energy was consumed a bit too much. He took a break two or three times in the process before completing the repair of the formation.

At the third level of Qi refining, he was able to complete a total of eighty-nine formation patterns. Even though he took a short rest in the middle, this spiritual consciousness was much stronger than Mr. Feng expected.

Mr. Feng's eyes became more solemn when he looked at the ink paintings.

"Grandpa Feng, I've finished the painting. Can you see if the alchemy furnace is ready?"

"Oh, okay, let me take a look."

Mr. Feng came back to his senses, gathered his thoughts, and checked the alchemy furnace. Although he had expectations in his heart, he still couldn't hide his surprise and praised sincerely:

"That's right, it was actually repaired. It's a big help to me this time."

Mo Hua chuckled.

Liu Ruhua gently tapped Mo Hua's forehead, "Mr. Feng praised you a few times, but you don't know how to be humble."

His tone was slightly reproachful, but his expression was very gratifying.

Mr. Feng started the elixir refining furnace and spent an hour refining the elixir. He then put the elixir into a blue and white porcelain vase and handed it to Liu Ruhua.

"Take it once a day in the morning and evening, two pills each time. Come to me after eating."

Liu Ruhua bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Mo Hua also thanked him, "Thank you, Grandpa Feng."

Before leaving, Mr. Feng suddenly stopped Mo Hua, thought for a moment, and asked:

"Hua'er, if you encounter poor and weak monks in the future, please help within the scope of your ability."

Mo Hua nodded, but still asked curiously: "Grandpa Feng, why did you suddenly say this?"

Mr. Feng looked at the ink painting and said: "I am already old and have spent my entire life to help people in this corner of the world practice elixirs and cure diseases. But you are different. You may be able to help more people in the future."

Monk..."

"Understanding the way of heaven will benefit all lives. This is what my master taught me back then. He saved me from poverty and taught me the art of alchemy, so that I can be where I am today."

Mr. Feng's master adhered to this idea and saved Mr. Feng. And because of his kind thoughts, Mr. Feng also saved Mo Hua, who was weak and weak at birth, and Liu Ruhua, who was invaded by fire poison.

Mo Hua was moved in his heart and nodded solemnly, "Grandpa Feng, I remember."

Mr. Feng showed a hint of relief in his eyes.

Mo Hua changed his mind and asked again:

"What if, some people are not worthy of blessing?"

"If you don't benefit people who don't deserve to be benefited, it is also a blessing." Mr. Feng said meaningfully.

After returning home, Mo Hua continued to stay in the house and study the formation.

Liu Ruhua packed up the restaurant and sat in front of the hall sewing clothes.

When he first arrived, Mo Shan, who had gone up the mountain to hunt monsters, returned home dusty. He had several monster furs on his shoulders, several storage bags tied around his waist, and his clothes had a few scratches and stains on them.

There was some blood stains. When he saw his wife, his tired expression softened:

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Liu Ruhua took off Mo Shan's fur and storage bag, took out clean clothes and changed them for him, "I'm worried if you don't come back. Are you injured this time?"

"It's a bit of a flesh injury. Just apply some medicine and it doesn't matter. Where's Hua'er?"

"I was reading in the room, I should be asleep now."

"Um."

Liu Ruhua brought the food, and Mo Shan ate it hungrily.

The dim candlelight swayed quietly, and the room was quiet.

Seeing the smile on Liu Ruhua's lips, Mo Shan asked with a smile: "Is there anything happy?"

"Well," Liu Ruhua said, "Mr. Feng praised Hua'er for his good formation painting today..."

Liu Ruhua told what happened during the day, and then said: "I often hear people praise Hua's talent. Children who are smarter are more likely to be praised, and they may not take it seriously. But Mr. Feng is well-informed.

, he said that Mo Hua has talent, which means Hua'er might really be able to be a formation master..."

Liu Ruhua sighed, "I have a weak constitution, which made Hua'er weak from birth. As the saying goes, a mountain depends on the mountain, and there are many monsters near Tongxian City. Most monks can only make a living by being monster hunters, and Hua'er

My son is too weak to be a monster hunter and cannot eat this bowl of rice. I

We can't take care of him for the rest of his life. I was worried before that if something happened, we wouldn't be able to accompany him. What would happen if the child Hua'er couldn't fend for himself? Now he has hope to become a battle master and doesn't have to fight monsters.

If you kill me, I will feel relieved."

Mo Shan gently held his wife's hand and said, "Don't worry, this kid Mo Hua is smart and sensible. He will definitely be successful in the future. We will always watch him grow up, get ahead, get married and have children. So, you must

Take good care of your body, there will be a long time ahead..."

"Yes." Liu Ruhua gently snuggled into Mo Shan's arms.

Mo Hua in the room opened his eyes. Since he practiced the formation day and night, his consciousness has become much stronger, so he heard everything his parents said.

The corners of Mo Hua's eyes were a little moist. He gently wiped the corners of his eyes, then his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and he continued to practice the formation on the Taoist monument.
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