What exactly does the ‘ancient formation’ mentioned by the second elder look like?

The eyes in the ink painting reveal thoughts.

The ancient strange pattern formation was obtained from the endless wild abyss, improved by the Great Witch Zhu, banned by the wilderness royal family, and carved into the statue of the evil god with a human face, goat horns and white bones...

The second elder didn't know what this formation was, and had never even seen it with his own eyes. Why did he think that this formation was suitable for his own magic weapon?

Mo Hua recalled some of the subtle expressions of the second elder in the Dragon Palace and pondered them carefully in his heart.

At first, the second elder didn't seem to intend to talk about it.

In fact, this "ancient formation" is just an ancient secret buried deep in his heart.

He should keep it in his heart and never reveal it until his death.

But what happened in the Dragon Palace seemed to make him change his mind. He had a battle between heaven and man in his heart, and then he told himself the secret.

On the surface, this is a helpless move by the two elders who are about to die.

But this second elder, using the dragon bones to survive, has lived too long.

Once a person lives for a long time, the city will be deep, especially for such a calculating old demon cultivator.

His last gratitude and blessing to himself may be true, but there may not be his own calculations in it.

"Is there really such a formation?"

"Did the Second Elder throw a bait to catch himself?"

Mo Hua frowned.

The problem is that he simply cannot refuse this ancient formation, even if it is "fish bait".

Moreover, the second elder said that this wild ancient formation was suitable for his own natal formation. This should not be groundless, there must be his basis.

"Then what kind of formation is this ancient wilderness formation? Is it also a type of dragon formation from the wilderness? Or is it something else?"

It's a pity that the second elder has lost his mind and there are many details that I can't ask him anymore.

There is no way of knowing what this formation is.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh.

The matter of his natal magic weapon was really full of twists and turns. After working on it for a long time, there was still only a vague shadow.

Mo Hua shook his head.

However, cultivating the Tao is inherently difficult, and the precious inheritance is extremely scarce.

It is impossible to want good things without putting in some effort.

In the past, my master helped me, and at Taixu Sect, I had Mr. Xun and a group of elders to take care of me, but it was impossible for everyone to help me forever.

You must learn to overcome difficulties on your own and seek your own foundation.

Only in this way can we truly rely on our own abilities to gain a foothold in the land of Kyushu.

Only in the future will you be able to travel around the world alone, visit dangerous places, search for lost Taoist treasures, collect ancient formation diagrams, and make yourself stronger step by step.

Mo Hua Dao's heart became a little firmer and his eyes became brighter.

He had already made up his mind about the Wilderness Ancient Formation and would not worry about it any more.

After that, he picked up the dragon vein again.

Now that the Dragon Palace is silent and the Dragon King is dead, it seems that part of the inheritance has been cut off, and the dragon veins have become much quieter.

The aura in the dragon's veins is no longer so violent.

Mo Hua tried to use his spiritual thoughts to communicate with the dragon's veins.

But it failed.

Dragon Vein didn't react at all.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Shouldn't..."

In his imagination, if he swallowed the dragon soul, it would be natural for it to resonate with the dragon's veins.

How come there is no feeling at all?

Mo Hua sank his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness again, and felt the state of his own spiritual thoughts.

After looking inside for a moment, Mo Hua discovered that although he had swallowed the dragon soul, his spiritual thoughts had no essential changes, only a trace of dragon energy.

When shouting, there will be some dragon roar in the clear voice.

This is seriously inconsistent with the expectations of ink painting.

He also thought that if he ate the dragon soul, even if he couldn't transform into a dragon, he could at least transform into some dragon scales and claws.

His spiritual thoughts will also become harder and harder.

But now, the situation is not as good as he thought.

This dragon soul was not as "big a supplement" as he thought.

"Why?"

"Because the Dragon King of the Wilderness has lived for too long and has become rotten, so the dragon energy is old and there is no more 'nutrition' after eating it?"

"Or... the dragon soul's origin is too tough. Although I ate it, it was never truly 'digested'?"

Mo Hua frowned, thinking both possibilities were possible.

But before, no one should be able to "eat" the dragon soul, so no one should know whether the dragon soul is easy to digest.

"Anyway, I've eaten it all. I'll slowly refine it later and see what it will look like, but..."

Mo Hua murmured in his heart.

"The divine consciousness realizes the Tao, the divine mind transforms into the Tao, and then merges with the dragon power, then this is...the divine mind transforms into a dragon?"

"If I transform into a dragon, will my divine thought transforming into a sword become a 'dragon transforming into a sword'? With one strike of my sword, will a dragon appear?"

Is this... learning something wrong again?

Unconsciously, he complicated the problem again.

Mo Hua sighed.

"That's all. If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. If you have too many debts, you won't have to worry about them. It's already messy enough, and this one-stop service is not enough."

Digest it slowly and talk about it later.

Mo Hua withdrew his consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness, opened his eyes, stared at the dragon veins, and realized another problem:

"How to deal with this dragon vein?"

At present, it seems that this 'dragon vein' is temporarily useless.

Storage bags cannot be placed.

Research cannot be done.

My plan to "raise" a dragon has just begun. I don't know how long it will take to gather the essence of all monsters and raise a truly complete dragon pattern.

It’s not time yet to put the finishing touch.

This dragon vein seems to be "useless" if you keep it in your hands.

Not only tasteless, but also very "hot".

This is the secret treasure of the Great Wilderness Royal Family, and is the entrance to the Great Wilderness Daozang inheritance. Once people know about it, it will definitely cause a bloody storm, and I don’t know how much trouble it will bring to me.

Moreover, hiding the dragon veins secretly...

"Daoting won't sentence me to 'treason', right?"

"Dahuang is a karma dragon, and the karma dragon's veins are not real dragons, so it shouldn't be..."

Mo Hua felt a little guilty in his heart.

He is innocent and has never thought about rebellion.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then wrapped the dragon's veins in black cloth and put it away properly.

Early the next morning, he went to visit Mr. Xun and "hand over" the dragon veins.

Mo Hua knew in his heart that Mr. Xun must have known exactly what he had brought into the sect, but he just turned a blind eye for his own sake.

This is Mr. Xun’s trust.

But you also have to be aware of yourself, and you can’t be ungrateful.

For now, this dragon vein cannot be controlled by oneself, so it is better to hand it over to the sect first.

Sure enough, when Mr. Xun saw the black cloth handed over by Mo Hua, he understood what was inside before even opening it.

"Tired of playing?"

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed, "I don't understand..."
To be continued...