But, is it really that simple?

Mo Hua ran to ask Mr. Zhuang again.

"Sir, don't you need to calculate the derivation of the formation at one time?"

"Need not."

"It's okay to calculate a little bit a day?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "Yes."

It's true.

Mo Hua sighed. He had thought about it before and was in a misunderstanding. If he had known, he would have come to ask Mr. Zhuang earlier, he would have figured out this problem earlier...

Mo Hua said again: "In this way, it doesn't seem that difficult to disintegrate the formation..."

Mr. Zhuang's expression became subtle and he couldn't help but say:

"Just say this to me. Don't say it when you go out, otherwise you will be beaten..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

Mr. Zhuang said helplessly: "The biggest difficulty in disintegrating the formation is one lies in the reverse spirit formation, and the other lies in the calculation of the spiritual consciousness."

"The first-grade reverse spirit formation ten formation patterns exceed the general formation specifications. The same is true for the second-grade or above. There are only a handful of formation masters in this world who can learn this formation."

"The divine consciousness also requires a huge spiritual consciousness as the basis. Generally, the formation masters lack spiritual consciousness and do not even have the qualifications to divine calculation. If they force the divine calculation, the sea of ​​consciousness will dry up in an instant."

"The divine consciousness calculation does not require a single thought, it can be calculated little by little, but even if you calculate it little by little, it will consume extremely large amounts of spiritual consciousness and take a lot of time."

"So for the formation master, if you don't know how to reverse the spirit array, you will not be able to disintegrate the formation at the beginning; even if you learn how to reverse the spirit array, you may not have any spiritual consciousness to deduce it; even if you have spiritual consciousness to deduce it, you will not have so much time to do it. If you can't deduce it, you will naturally not be able to disintegrate it..."

"Is it so difficult?" Mo Hua was a little surprised. "I thought that the formation collapsed without a single thought..."

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua and sighed, "You kid, now you are a little bit like standing and talking without any pain..."

Not everyone has such a strong sense of spiritual consciousness.

Mo Hua smiled embarrassedly.

Then he asked in a low voice: "Sir, what danger will be if the formation is broken down and the formation is restored?"

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua in surprise, "Have you broken down the formation?"

Mo Hua knew that he could not hide it from Mr. Zhuang, so he said truthfully: "A first-rate earth fire array collapsed."

Mr. Zhuang's eyelids twitched slightly.

He just guessed that ink painting would learn very quickly, but he didn't expect that ink painting would really learn so quickly.

He only briefly mentioned the method of disintegrating the formation, and Mo Hua actually learned it by himself.

For a moment, Mr. Zhuang hesitated a little and didn't know whether to continue teaching.

The spiritual consciousness is derived and the formation collapses.

This is already extremely out of the ordinary...

He never thought that he would teach these things to his disciples in his life, and he was also a registered disciple in the Qi Refining Stage...

Mr. Zhuang was hesitant and looked at the ink painting, not knowing what to think. After a moment, his eyes lit up slightly, as if he had made up some decision.

"Sir?" Mo Hua said softly.

Mr. Zhuang came to his senses, thought for a moment and said:

"The method of disintegrating the formation is still the same. Just pay attention and don't kill yourself."

"Don't kill yourself?" Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "Can you run away?"

"Either run away or leave yourself a life gate." Mr. Zhuang said.

"What does Shengmen... mean?"

I don't understand the ink painting.

"Remember what I told you, do you know the birth and death of the Great Way?"

Mo nodded.

"The great way has birth and death, and there is death. If there is death, there is birth. The formation collapse is death, and the Yansuan Sheng Sect is birth. The formation master can use the formation to kill the enemy, but if he does not leave the Sheng Sect and is killed by his own formation, he will be a fool."

Mo Hua definitely didn't want to be that idiot, so he humbly asked for advice:

"How to keep the Shengmen?"

"When calculating the spiritual consciousness, carefully sense that the weakest spiritual power of the array is the Shengmen. Do not draw a reverse spiritual array near Shengmen."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Will there be a single formation collapse? "

"The spiritual power structure of a single formation is too weak, the power of disintegration is too small, there is a Shengmen, but the range is also small, which is not much different from that of none. If the formation above the Reconstruction Formation collapses, then consider the Shengmen."

"Okay, sir!"

There was no other problem with the ink painting, so he stopped disturbing the husband's rest and stood up to say goodbye.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang sat on the bamboo chair and was silent for a long time.

Old Kuang appeared behind Mr. Zhuang silently and said lightly: "If you continue teaching, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

Mr. Zhuang smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect that he would learn so quickly."

"How long will it take?"

Mr. Zhuang's expression was slightly dark, "It should be...it's soon..."

"Don't wait for the child Mo Hua to learn how to collapse the resurgence?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "This is something beyond the scope, not what he should learn now, and it doesn't matter whether he learns it or not."

"I was afraid that no one would teach him these things, so I felt sorry, so I taught him in advance. But I didn't expect that he could really learn anything if I taught him, and he also learned very well..."

Mr. Zhuang's expression was a little complicated, and he sighed, and then said:

"But the collapse of the remnant formation is different. It requires a lot of spiritual consciousness. In a short period of time, ink painting should not be able to learn it."

"Really?" said Pu Lao Muran.

Mr. Zhuang nodded, but the words stopped again when he spoke.

Can't you really learn it?

Mr. Zhuang hesitated a little. Thinking of Mo Hua's actions so far, he suddenly became a little unsure.

He, a registered disciple, does not seem to be able to judge him by common sense...

After Mo Hua returned, he began to try to disintegrate the Reconstruction and the Yansuansheng Sect excitedly.

The more difficult the formation, the more interesting it is.

What's more, the collapse of the remnant formation can kill the foundation-building cultivators!

However, Mo Hua went back and tried it before he realized that Yanshuo really needed too much spiritual consciousness.

Even if he can use the Taoist monument to calculate it and then go back to the spiritual consciousness, it still takes a lot of time, and it cannot be calculated overnight.

Ink paintings are a bit regretful, but they quickly calmed down.

If the power of the collapse of the remnant formation is really that strong, it is also appropriate to spend more spiritual consciousness and time.

Mo Hua began to be patient, and one formation pattern and another was used to calculate the restoration formation.

A few days later, Mo Hua was sitting in the restaurant calculating the formation when suddenly a burly monk with square eyebrows walked in.

Mo Hua moved his spiritual sense, looked up and said in surprise: "Leader Yang?"

Commander Yang smiled kindly, "Mr. Xiao Mo, where are you painting the formation?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, then greeted: "Commander Yang, please sit down quickly."

Commander Yang sat next to the ink painting and pretended to be displeased:

"I said that there is no need to be so disgusted. Just call me Uncle Yang."

"Oh." Mo Hua remembered it and smiled and shouted "Uncle Yang".

Commander Yang Zhan Yan smiled and nodded.

Mo Hua asked, "Uncle Yang, is there anything you have to do with me?"

"I'm leaving now. I want to hold a banquet and have a farewell party. I'll come to invite you."

Commander Yang expressed his intention.

"Uncle Yang, you are polite." Mo Hua said, and then realized something was wrong, "Don't we hold a banquet and then invite you again?"

How did you hold a banquet? Come and treat me...

Commander Yang waved his hand, "This is all a trivial matter, don't care."

Mo Hua was slightly stunned and looked at Commander Yang suspiciously, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"I'll talk about small things then."
To be continued...