Chapter 10: Drawing the Formation

The next morning, after finishing breakfast, Mo Hua put down his chopsticks and returned to his room. He took out some copy paper and a pen, and while the memory of the Ming Huo Zhen was still quite clear, he began to copy it stroke by stroke.

The paper and ink used for copying were the cheapest and most ordinary. They didn't possess spiritual energy, so the array drawn only had the pattern and no actual effect. This consumed very little divine sense, and there was no need to worry about wasting spirit stones if he failed.

Mo Hua relied on his memory and copied the array in one go. Because the divine sense consumption was low, he barely stopped.

Mo Hua took out the original Ming Huo Zhen array diagram and carefully compared it to the one he had copied. He discovered three mistakes.

Mo Hua set the array paper aside, took out another sheet, and continued to draw. He drew three sheets continuously like this, finally copying a complete Ming Huo Zhen diagram without any errors.

Mo Hua let out a long breath, stretched lazily, and looked at the small sundial on the table. He saw that it was already noon and felt his belly growling.

Liu Ru Hua had already prepared the food. There was rice made from spirit rice and several stir-fried vegetarian dishes. The only meat dish was a demon chicken egg. Although the spirit rice was low grade, it was enough to fill his stomach.

The food was simple and delicious. Mo Hua ate heartily and then ran back to his room to continue practicing copying the Ming Huo Zhen.

Liu Ru Hua looked at Mo Hua's retreating figure and said worriedly:"Hua Er is too diligent. He looks like he's gotten a lot thinner again."

Mo Shan nodded and said: "Diligence is a good thing, it's just that I'm afraid he'll tire himself out. Hua Er was born with a weak body and a thin foundation, so it's indeed not good for him to exert himself too much."

Liu Ru Hua sighed: "It's a pity he didn't inherit your body-refining talent, but instead has a weak body like mine and is often ill..."

Mo Shan gently hugged Liu Ru Hua's thin shoulders: "How can you blame yourself? At that time, Hua Er's blood energy was weak when he was born. We went to see Old Mister Feng at Xing Lin Tang, and he also said that when a person is born, their divine sense and physical body are balanced. When Hua Er was born, his divine sense was strong, so his physical body was weak. Look at Mo Hua now, although his body is weak, which child in the neighboring streets is smarter than him? Hua Er is so smart and also handsome, isn't that all thanks to you?"

Liu Ru Hua couldn't help but laugh: "You're just good at talking."

Seeing that his wife's brows had somewhat relaxed, Mo Shan said: "This morning, I chatted with Old Zhou from the demon hunting team about something. I heard that a demon hunting team accidentally killed a young fire chicken a few days ago. This chicken isn't a demon beast, but its meat has some spiritual energy. I bought some back for Mo Hua to try, and it's also good for you to supplement your body."

Liu Ru Hua said: "We still have enough spirit stones at home."

"No need," Mo Shan said. "They're all brothers from the demon hunting team. We have a good relationship. It's the same to owe a bit now and pay it back after the new year."

Liu Ru Hua put the storage bag she had on her body into Mo Shan's hand: "Give as much as you can afford. If it's not enough, pay it back after the new year. The new year is coming, and everyone needs to earn some spirit stones for the festivities."

Mo Shan thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright."

While Mo Shan and his wife were chatting, Mo Hua was focused and continued to draw the Ming Huo Zhen. By evening, Mo Hua had become quite skilled at drawing it.

At dinner time, Mo Hua also quickly finished eating and then impatiently returned to his room. He held his breath, concentrated, and rested for a moment. After that, he went to bed on time and entered his sea of consciousness.

The old stone tablet stood tall in a boundless, virtual white sea of consciousness.

Mo Hua used his finger as a pen and formally drew the array on the stone tablet. The array pattern on the stone tablet gradually became complete, and Mo Hua's divine sense also poured out.

Just as his divine sense was gradually depleting and he was about to reach his limit, he finally completed the Ming Huo Zhen.

Mo Hua stopped, and the array on the stone tablet also emitted a warm white light.

The Ming Huo Zhen was an array that cultivators at the third layer of Qi Refinement could draw. Mo Hua was only at the second layer of Qi Refinement, but although he was straining himself, he could now draw a complete Ming Huo Zhen diagram.

This also meant that even compared to cultivators at the third layer of Qi Refinement, Mo Hua's divine sense was not inferior.

Mo Hua felt a little proud in his heart. Then, he wiped off the completed Ming Huo Zhen, and his divine sense immediately refilled.

Mo Hua continued to draw the Ming Huo Zhen. He had to utilize the time tonight to thoroughly master the Ming Huo Zhen diagram so that he could formally draw the array tomorrow.

In the boundless and quiet sea of consciousness, Mo Hua drew the Ming Huo Zhen repeatedly, and summarized and reflected on the various problems he encountered.

Without realizing it, the sky was already bright. Mo Hua involuntarily exited his sea of consciousness.

Feeling no fatigue, Mo Hua immediately got up, sat in meditation on his bed for a while, and waited until he finished breakfast. He specifically washed his hands and solemnly took out the array materials given by the fat manager.

The materials included ten sheets of array paper and ten small bottles of light red ink. The array paper was made from demon beast skin and some scraps of spirit grass. The ink was mixed with fire-element demon beast blood and spirit liquid. Unlike the paper and ink Mo Hua used for copying, these all contained spiritual energy, and of course, they were also much more expensive.

The fat manager also thoughtfully sent a new but roughly made pen. It wasn't much better than the one Mo Hua used himself. Mo Hua didn't unseal it and still found his usual pen more convenient to use.

Mo Hua spread the array paper on the table and carefully poured the ink into the inkstone. The inkstone could preserve the spiritual power of the ink for a longer time, preventing it from dissipating too quickly.

Mo Hua reviewed the Ming Huo Zhen array pattern in his mind again, then picked up his pen and began to formally draw the array.

The process of drawing the array was smoother than Mo Hua had expected. Except for using real ink and array paper, everything else felt exactly the same as drawing on the stone tablet in the sea of consciousness, even the speed of divine sense consumption was the same.

However, due to some nervousness, some strokes were a bit crooked. Although it didn't affect the effect of the array itself, the drawn array was a bit ugly.

Mo Hua exhausted his divine sense and finally completed the Ming Huo Zhen. Unfortunately, there was still one mistake.

The teacher had not yet succeeded, but he had already lost a spirit stone...

Mo Hua's heart ached endlessly.

And with his divine sense used up, Mo Hua couldn't continue drawing the array. He could only close his eyes and nourish his spirit.

"I wonder if there's a quick way to recover divine sense..."

Mo Hua thought to himself. He greatly missed the time when he practiced arrays on the Dao Tablet. Unfortunately, the Dao Tablet was not useful in reality.

Mo Hua rested, but before his divine sense fully recovered, the morning had already passed, and Liu Ru Hua called out to Mo Hua for lunch.

At lunchtime, Mo Hua quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice, then ran back to his room and spread out another sheet of array paper.

Looking at the blank array paper before him, Mo Hua calmed his emotions a bit, summarized his experience again, silently recited "failure is the mother of success," and began to draw the second Ming Huo Zhen.

This time, Mo Hua was more focused and careful. Each time, he thought clearly before putting pen to paper and planned the next array pattern in advance. When his divine sense was used up and he closed his eyes to rest, his mind constantly recalled the Ming Huo Zhen array diagram.

Mo Hua drew very slowly, but time passed very quickly. By dusk, although there were still interruptions, he finally succeeded in drawing the Ming Huo Zhen.

Mo Hua could hardly conceal his excitement. Besides the excitement, a sense of exhaustion from the depletion of his divine thought washed over him. Mo Hua lay on the bed with a satisfied heart and soon fell asleep, snoring.

When Mo Hua woke up, the sky was already dark, and he felt very hungry. Suddenly, he smelled a fragrant aroma. Following the scent, he walked into the main hall and saw a large bowl of meat unexpectedly placed on the table!