If the spiritual consciousness is super-grade, then theoretically speaking, it is possible to reach the Qi refining realm and rely on powerful spiritual consciousness to learn and build a large formation...

If you can build a large formation, you can fight against the big monster.

It is also possible for the great formation to collapse and die together with the great demon.

And the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder obliterates everything within the rules.

But transcendent spiritual consciousness means that it is outside the rules.

so……

It is not impossible for him to be unscathed by the thunderbolt.

So when you think about it, these ridiculous rumors... are actually reasonable?

Mr. Xun's pupils trembled slightly.

He suddenly realized that he had inferred a "fact" from his lifelong monastic knowledge that was obviously not in line with his monastic knowledge, but seemed to be reasonable?

For a moment, Mr. Xun was a little unbelievable.

He read the jade slip again, word for word.

Every time I read a word, my eyelids twitched.

After that, he noticed a line of words:

"There is a master whose origin is unknown..."

What kind of "master" can there be who can teach such disciples?

Mr. Xun suddenly had a guess that made his scalp numb:

Could this mysterious "master" with unknown origins, identity, and mystery be just...

A figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Dressed in white, her face is extremely handsome, and between her brows, there is three parts free and easy, three parts arrogance, three parts unruly, and one part natural and natural immortal aura.

A name that was deeply ingrained in my mind but almost never mentioned to anyone resurfaced:

Zhuang Daoling!

Mr. Xun took a breath of cold air and his heart trembled slightly.

Ink painting...

Is that man's disciple?!

Mr. Xun felt cold sweat break out on his back.

It's not like he hasn't guessed this before.

Not long after Mo Hua entered the door, he felt something vaguely.

Although the two people have obviously different appearances and different temperaments, one is unruly and the other is delicate and cute. They are obviously different.

But that kind of thorough understanding, understanding of the essence of the formation, and affinity for the great road are almost the same.

A casual cultivator in a small fairy city will never have this natural temperament of harmony between heaven and man if no one guides him.

But...how is this possible?

Mr. Xun frowned.

That man's vision is surprisingly high, and his disciples are all extremely talented people. How could he accept such a young monk with a middle-to-low-grade spiritual root as his disciple?

Moreover, after this period of contact, Mr. Xun can be sure that this child is not capable of Immortal Formation.

This doesn’t make sense…

This child has learned very well in terms of his understanding of battle patterns and his understanding of "Tao".

These are no ordinary pointers.

Being able to put in the effort to teach these things proves that the person wants to impart all his skills to this child.

But why, the most important Immortal Formation Style, is not taught at all?

If you don’t learn the Immortal Formation Style, you won’t enter the Immortal Formation Way.

How can we calculate that we have obtained the true inheritance of immortality?

Is it not too late yet...

Mr. Xun's pale brows furrowed, and then he sighed deeply.

In any case, if Mo Hua is really that person's disciple, this is really a huge cause and effect...

Mr. Xun was in a heavy mood for a moment, and even felt slightly palpitated.

It wasn't until he came back to his senses that he was slightly startled and found a "wooden stake" stuck at the door.

"Come in."

Mr. Xun lowered his expression and said calmly.

Xun Ziyou, who was outside the door, saw that his ancestor's demeanor had calmed down and that there was no such depressing aura around him. Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and walked respectfully into the house.

The Taoist boy came up and served tea.

Xun Ziyou took a sip of tea cautiously, and then spoke in a low voice: "Ancestor, you..."

He wanted to ask if something happened that caused the ancestor's mood to change so drastically...

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them wisely.

Disaster comes from the mouth, speak less and make fewer mistakes.

Old Mr.

Xun Ziyou felt bitter in his heart and whispered: "It's about Mo Hua..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these two words came out, Mr. Xun's expression suddenly changed, and his whole body could not help but reveal the powerful aura of the Cave Realm.

Xun Ziyou's heart trembled and he said quickly:

"Ancestor..."

Mr. Xun was slightly startled, then he calmed down and asked calmly:

"What happened to the ink painting?"

Xunzi sighed: "It's nothing, it's just that you asked me to take care of him. This child's methods are a bit...unusual?"

Mr. Xun frowned slightly.

Xun Ziyou then told everything he saw in the Demon Refining Mountain.

"The formation is very well drawn, and it has prestige among fellow sects..."

"Last night, he led four of his fellow students to kill a second-grade mid-level pig demon. The formation he used seemed to be a special formation that 'increases spiritual power'. I have never seen it before..."

"Later, there was a conflict with the disciples of Duanjinmen."

"Broken Golden Gate, a group of eight people, and one in the late stage of foundation building, is no match at all."

"And his method of setting up the formation is also a bit unbelievable. It seems that he uses his thoughts as his pen and the earth as his medium..."

Mr. Xun was stunned.

Formations to increase spiritual power, techniques to draw the ground into formations...

These incredible methods are very similar to that person's handiwork.

With all these factors in mind, Mr. Xun is now almost certain that Mo Hua, the kid, must be Zhuang Daoling's direct disciple!

Mr. Xun was a little stunned for a moment. He was still in disbelief and deeply puzzled.

Why did that person's direct disciple fall into my Taixu Sect?

Why not Qian Dao Sect?

Xun Ziyou didn't know what Mr. Xun was thinking, so he asked his doubts from the side:

"I have never seen these formations and methods of setting up formations. Could it be that... you, my ancestor, taught him?"

Mr. Xun frowned and was about to deny it, but suddenly his mind changed.

Mr. Xun's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at Xun Ziyou, and said meaningfully:

"Don't mention this to anyone."

He didn't say yes or no.

But Xunzi understood it carefully and thought he understood it.

These formation methods were indeed taught privately by our ancestors.

This kind of thing really cannot be known to others, lest people think that the ancestor is partial.

Although everyone knows that the ancestor is partial.

Xun Ziyou nodded and said: "Ancestor, don't worry, I will definitely keep my mouth shut!"
To be continued...