Chapter 94 Limits (7th Update)

Zhang Lan saw Mo Hua's little thoughts and snorted, "Although I don't know illusion, the magic I know is not bad at all."

"Yeah, Uncle Zhang, you are amazing." Mo Hua said perfunctorily.

Zhang Lan didn't bother with him and turned back to the topic, "Do you know who is the person who uses illusion?"

"How should I know?"

Mo Hua shook his head. Even so, Aunt Xue's hazy figure wearing a veil flashed through his mind.

There are only a few high-level cultivators that Mo Hua has come into contact with. Among them, Aunt Xue is the most likely, and the illusion is also consistent with the impression Aunt Xue left on Mo Hua.

"Did you guess it?" Zhang Lan looked at Mo Hua's expression and raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Lan is worthy of being from the Dao Ting Division. Although he looks lazy, his observation is very sharp.

Mo Hua thought, and then asked Zhang Lan: "What is the Dao Ting Division going to do?"

"Nothing. "Zhang Lan drank a sip of wine leisurely, "The cultivator who can use illusion is extraordinary. The Qian family dare not make it public, nor dare to investigate. If the Qian family does not make it public, the Daoting Division will be happy to be quiet, so there is no need to care."

"Can the Qian family just stop like this?" Mo Hua did not believe it.

"The Qian family has a foundation-building cultivator sitting in the formation. Despite this, someone still sneaked in without anyone noticing and cast an illusion on their Qian family's young master, but they could not find any clues. This alone is enough to scare them..."

Zhang Lan also gloated a little, and continued: "This person can use illusion to make Qian Xing crazy, and naturally he can also use other spells to kill Qian Xing. The reason for using illusion is completely for deterrence, so that the Qian family can take care of themselves and not provoke those who should not be provoked. If the Qian family can't understand this truth, it is impossible for them to become the largest family in Tongxian City. "

"After all, the Qian family is just a first-class family, and it is at the bottom among the fixed-class families. It can't be compared with those real aristocratic families."

Mo Hua suddenly realized that families are also divided into different levels. Zhang Lan is worthy of being born in an aristocratic family, and he knows a lot of things in it.

"Well, even if this matter is settled, even if Qian Xing is cured, he will not dare to make trouble again after these twists and turns. You can just be at ease, practice when you should, and learn formations when you should." Zhang Lan's tone was also somewhat relaxed.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang. "Mo Hua thanked him.

Zhang Lan was lazy, so he went to Mo Hua to chat. Although it was just to relieve boredom, it was also a sign of his concern for Mo Hua. Mo Hua could see this.

Zhang Lan glanced at Mo Hua and thought that this boy had a good relationship with people.

Let's not talk about the demon hunter. It was very commendable that the young man named Da Zhu dared to stand up against Qian Xing. There were also so many cultivators in the neighborhood who were very kind to Mo Hua.

As for the cultivator who could use illusion, it was unlikely that he had nothing to do with Mo Hua.

Who would be so bored that he would scare a child of an unrelated family crazy?

Zhang Lan shook his head, said hello to Mo Hua, and left.

"Uncle Zhang, take care! "Mo Hua waved her hand.

After Zhang Lan left, Mo Hua sat on the table, flipped through the storage bag, looked at the thick stack of formations inside, and felt a little regretful.

It's a pity that Qian Xing didn't come to cause trouble, and these formations would be useless.

And that illusion, I don't know if it was used by Aunt Xue?

Mo Hua was confused.

The next day, Mo Hua went to Mr. Zhuang to ask about the formations, and then went to find the Bai brothers and sisters.

Bai Zisheng was dozing off, and Bai Zixi was reading.

Mo Hua stared at Bai Zixi quietly, wanting to see if Bai Zixi knew anything. But Bai Zixi's face, except for good looks, could not see anything else.

Bai Zixi noticed Mo Hua's gaze, turned his head, and looked at Mo Hua curiously.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Hua asked in a low voice:

"Was Aunt Xue at home three nights ago?"

Bai Zixi thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It seems not. "

"Oh. "Mo Hua understood and stopped asking.

After a while, he whispered, "I still have osmanthus cake at home, do you want to eat it?"

Bai Zixi nodded, Mo Hua squinted and smiled, and then they both concentrated on reading and didn't say anything else.

Qian Xing's matter was over, and Mo Hua could practice with peace of mind.

He wanted to practice to the fifth level of Qi Refining as soon as possible so that he could learn magic.

Mo Hua was still looking forward to magic. He didn't want to use magic like illusion, which Zhang Lan didn't know, but it shouldn't be a problem to light a fire or release electricity.

Mo Hua was a little excited when he thought about it.

However, practice is a slow process. The spiritual energy absorbed every day is limited, and the spiritual power refined is also limited. As long as you practice on time, you can't go faster or slower.

According to the current progress, it's not far away. It will probably take some time to reach the fifth level of Qi Refining.

As for the formation, Mo Hua can draw a formation with seven patterns, but not eight.

It is probably because his spiritual awareness is not enough, so he can only learn it reluctantly and try to draw some simple structures. However, eight patterns are already the limit of ordinary formation masters. Unqualified formation masters can only draw formations of this level.

Mo Hua can now draw seven patterns, which makes him a genuine little formation master.

Mo Hua can't help but feel a little proud.

And after eight, there are nine. With nine patterns, you can enter the first grade!

When you can draw nine patterns, you can prepare for the first-grade formation master's qualification assessment.

Mo Hua heard that the assessment of the Formation Master is the most stringent, demanding and difficult assessment among all the categories of monasticism.

"I wonder which formations will be tested?"

Mo Hua was a little nervous, but also a little looking forward to it.

If you can become a first-level formation master, you can receive spiritual stones every month regardless of doing anything. Even if something unexpected happens in the future and I can no longer practice cultivation, I can still live on the subsistence allowance and not starve to death.

Mo Hua is very envious.

But in the entire Tongxian City, including all the families and sects, there are only a few monks who can pass the qualification and become a first-grade formation master, let alone the casual cultivators from poor backgrounds. It can be seen that the qualification of an formation master is indeed difficult.

Ink painting can draw eight formation patterns, and it is only one step away from eight formation patterns to nine formation patterns, but this step seems to be far away.

In the past, Mo Hua practiced formations day and night, and he could feel that his spiritual consciousness was growing steadily. However, now that Mo Hua practices more difficult formations and practices more frequently, he feels that his spiritual consciousness is not increasing significantly.

According to this progress, I don't know how long it will take to draw the nine formation patterns.

Mo Hua asked Mr. Zhuang for advice on this issue.

Mr. Zhuang's expression was a bit complicated. This was the first time Mo Hua saw such an expression on Mr. Zhuang's face.

"Don't you realize that your level is too low..."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting silently, "No matter how strong your spiritual consciousness is, there is always a limit. The foundation of the strength of your spiritual consciousness is your realm."

Mo Hua suddenly realized that he had asked a stupid question.

There are limits to the strength of a monk's physical body and spiritual power. This limit is naturally based on the monk's realm. If you cultivate to the extreme in the same realm, if you don't break through the realm, your spiritual power and physical body will not be enhanced.

It's just that monks cultivate their physical body and spiritual power, but not their spiritual consciousness, so the ink painting was temporarily forgotten.

"Thank you for your advice, sir."

Mo Hua said embarrassedly. After asking a few other questions, he stood up and left.

"There is a limit to spiritual consciousness..." Mr. Zhuang watched the little figure painted in ink disappear at the intersection. He thought for a long time before he laughed and said: "I have taught so many monks, but this seems to be the first time I have spoken. Once said..."

After a while, Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting of the formation under the big locust tree, and said with deep eyes: "Is there really a limit to spiritual consciousness..."