"The amount of spiritual consciousness is above nine lines, less than ten lines."

Mo Hua asked again: "What is that?"

More than nine lines, less than ten lines.

It looks like only one pattern is missing, but the amount of spiritual consciousness is twice as low.

As Mr. Zhuang said before, nine-line qi refining and ten-line foundation building, the spiritual consciousness needs to cross the gap between the refining and foundation building from nine-line to ten-line, and there is also a huge gap in the spiritual consciousness.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Didn't I give you nine and a half-way reverse spirit formation before?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"If you learn that, your spiritual sense will be enough to learn the hidden formation." Mr. Zhuang said.

"Is the spiritual sense required for the hidden array probably nine and a half paths?"

"Nine and a half ways, it's still a little short." Mr. Zhuang said rigorously.

"Disciple understands, thank you sir."

Since you have a goal, it's simple, and the nine and a half divine consciousness is not so out of reach for ink paintings.

After Mo Hua said goodbye, Mr. Zhuang frowned and pondered, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the bamboo room, Puppet's figure gradually appeared.

Mr. Zhuang said to Mr. Kui: "You are right. It is indeed a bit difficult to have the foundation-building consciousness in Qi Refining Realm."

"This child Mo Hua has grown his spiritual sense quite rapidly." Old Kuang said lightly.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were deep, "It's quite fast, but not fast enough."

Old Puppet turned his eyes to him.

Mr. Zhuang said: "Among all the monks I have seen, his spiritual consciousness has grown the fastest, but it is probably not enough to use this to break through the limit of the spiritual consciousness of refining energy."

“How long does it take?”

"It's hard to say." Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "According to the current progress, it can be as low as five years, and at most ten years. Moreover, the spiritual consciousness grows, the slower it goes backwards. If there is any mistake, it is possible to spend decades to build the foundation."

Old Kuang frowned, and the room was silent for a moment.

"How about there be any way?" Old Master Kuang.

Mr. Zhuang tapped the armrest of the bamboo chair with his fingertips, his eyes changing. After a long time, he sighed, "I'll think about it."

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