Chapter 348: Eleven Patterns

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then suddenly calmed down again.

Although he had drawn the complete core of the great formation, he still wasn't entirely at ease.

Was it just a coincidence that he drew it out this time?

He erased the core of the formation and drew it again. He couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, it was just a temporary good state, a flash of inspiration, and then the formation core was drawn out. When he drew it again, he wasn't focused enough, his divine sense was a bit lacking, and so he didn't succeed.

However, the lack of divine sense wasn't significant; he just needed to be more careful and comprehend more thoroughly.

Everything happens once, there will definitely be a second time.

Since he had successfully drawn it once, he would definitely be able to draw it out a second time.

Mo Hua continued to draw with concentration.

Time slowly passed. By the time he drew it for the fourth time, he finally managed to draw the core of the Five Elements Demon Slaughtering Great Formation again, complete and intact, without a single error.

Mo Hua let out a long breath.

He withdrew his divine sense from his Sea of Consciousness.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and the night was still deep.

Mo Hua relaxed. The exhaustion from a month of mental and physical exertion, and the draining of his lifeblood, washed over him. Mo Hua lay sprawled on the bed and fell asleep, snoring.

He slept straight until noon. Mo Hua smelled a fragrant aroma and then opened his eyes.

The room was already filled with food.

Liu Ru Hua saw that he had become thin these past few days, his small face was no longer round, and she felt a little heartache, so she made him a table full of delicious food.

Mo Hua's mood instantly improved.

He ate a hearty meal and then continued to draw the core of the great formation.

This time was different from drawing in the Sea of Consciousness; he needed to redraw the formation core on paper.

The formation core in the Sea of Consciousness was essentially an array condensed by his divine sense;

While the formation core in reality was a tangible array formed by using paper as the array medium and outlining the array patterns with spirit ink.

Condensing an array in the Sea of Consciousness would be easier;

Drawing an array on paper in reality would be relatively harder;

And when truly constructing a great formation, drawing the array on a special array medium would consume more divine sense and be even harder.

Therefore, no matter what, Mo Hua had to draw it on paper first.

He wanted the formation core in his Sea of Consciousness to appear on the array paper in reality, and then, truly construct the great formation between heaven and earth.

The scale of the great formation's core was larger, and the paper used as the array medium was also bigger.

Mo Hua spread the paper, which was several times bigger than his entire body, on the ground in the courtyard, and then began to draw the formation core stroke by stroke.

Mo Shan and Liu Ru Hua then watched Mo Hua draw from the side, helping him spread the paper, hand him the pen, mix the ink, or wipe his sweat and serve him tea.

They didn't know what Mo Hua was specifically drawing.

But watching Mo Hua, who was just over ten years old and still looked like a child, drawing such a complex and, at first glance, extremely profound and large-scale array with such seriousness and strict penmanship,

Mo Shan and the two were shocked, and at the same time, a sense of pride welled up in their hearts.

Mo Hua drew for an afternoon, wasted two sheets of paper, and finally, before nightfall, finished drawing a core of a great formation.

Mo Hua let his parents help put away the array paper and put it into his storage bag, then excitedly ran to find Mister Zhuang.

The sky was already dusky, and the mountains were shrouded in deep colors.

Mister Zhuang was just sitting in the room, looking at the streak of blood qi from the great demon in the deep mountains, and virtually pinching his fingers, not knowing what he was calculating.

Seeing Mo Hua, Mister Zhuang was a little surprised.

It was already evening, and Mo Hua rarely came to disturb him at this time.

Mister Zhuang was about to say something, when suddenly his expression froze, and a trace of surprise appeared in his gaze, "You... learned it?"

Mo Hua, who had run all the way, nodded while catching his breath.

He took out the array paper with the finished formation core from his storage bag, carefully and cautiously unfolded it, and placed it on the ground.

The core of a complete first-grade great formation slowly unfolded like this in front of Mister Zhuang...

Mister Zhuang took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions in his heart.

He slowly stood up, his gaze serious, and carefully looked at the formation core once, then his heart was shocked.

This was originally something within his expectations.

But when the expected matter truly happened, he still felt exceptionally shocked.

Although he had taught him, and he had also told Mo Hua to go draw it.

But, was this really something a small cultivator over ten years old could draw?

Mister Zhuang looked at Mo Hua, and a trace of doubt floated up in his heart.

The cultivation world has nine provinces, vast and boundless.

He, however, was temporarily residing in a remote small immortal city in a corner of the cultivation world.

By chance, he accepted such a registered disciple with ordinary spiritual roots, but with good comprehension of array formations, and who was clever, lively, and looked cute.

But this registered disciple was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Extraordinary divine sense, fast learning of array formations, cultivating the Tian Yan Jue to break mazes, borrowing the thought diagram to build a foundation for divine sense, even learning to derive and calculate array formations...

Now, his cultivation was only in the Refining Qi period, and his array formation level was only first grade. In just one month, he had already learned and drawn the core of the great formation.

This kind of array formation comprehension, and the speed of learning array formations, was already somewhat... incredible...

A layer of doubt gradually covered Mister Zhuang's heart:

He didn't doubt that there were small cultivators with outstanding array formation talent in the cultivation world.

But why did he just happen to meet this disciple?

Why, when he had already decided not to accept disciples for life, did he suddenly have a strange idea at that time and accept this registered disciple?

Are these... really coincidences?

Mister Zhuang's face was as still as water, silent and not speaking.

Mo Hua saw Mister Zhuang's solemn expression and couldn't help but ask anxiously:

"Mister, did I draw it wrong?"

Mister Zhuang came back to his senses and couldn't help but look at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's eyes were clear and bright, like the water in a mountain pool, without a trace of impurity.

Looking at Mo Hua's eyes, Mister Zhuang was slightly startled, and the doubt in his heart also gradually faded.

He had been poor at judging people all his life and unfortunate in accepting disciples.

This registered disciple, perhaps, was sent to him by the heavens, so that he could also have a well-behaved and clever small disciple in this life.

As for whether it was a coincidence, what scheme, or whether it contained a hidden heavenly secret, why bother with these things?

Since he cultivated the dao, he should naturally follow his heart's desire. Having lived to this age, what was there to hesitate about?

Mister Zhuang suddenly had an epiphany. He looked at the formation core Mo Hua had drawn again, and said with satisfaction:

"Not wrong, very good!"

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile, his two eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

Mister Zhuang's mood, for some reason, also felt like a heavy burden had been lifted, and he revealed a faint smile.

Suddenly, Mister Zhuang was startled again.

He understood!

Mo Hua was his registered disciple.

He had now drawn the core of a first-grade great formation, and with more effort, he might even truly be able to construct a first-grade great formation!

A first-grade small array master in the Refining Qi period, able to construct a first-grade great formation.

And this small array master was still his registered disciple...

Mister Zhuang instantly straightened his waist and puffed out his chest.

He had been other people's Master before, but hadn't taught any good disciples.

Now, just as a Mister, accepting a registered disciple, he could actually have such "great achievements".

Mister Zhuang's expression was calm, but his heart was filled with pride.

Immediately, he felt very regretful again.

He had now fallen, and those old acquaintances, those old friends, those brilliant opponents, those confidants with whom he had talked all night by candlelight, were all gone, and they would probably never see each other again in this life.

Otherwise, if he went and boasted about this matter, he would definitely be invincible, suppressing all directions, and no one would be able to lift their heads in front of him.

Mister Zhuang felt more and more regretful the more he thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity..."

"What a pity?" Mo Hua asked curiously.

"Pity... nothing." Mister Zhuang said vaguely.

He couldn't tell Mo Hua about bragging, otherwise it would lead him astray and have a bad influence, and it would also damage his image as an otherworldly high person in his disciple's heart.

Mo Hua didn't know what Mister Zhuang was thinking and said somewhat uneasily:

"Mister, then can I now prepare to build the great formation?"

The foundation for preparing to build a great formation was knowing how to draw a great formation. The key to drawing a great formation was mastering the great formation's core.

Mo Hua didn't understand great formations. Although he had drawn the core of the great formation, he still wasn't confident, so he wanted to confirm with Mister Zhuang.

Mister Zhuang heard him, his expression solemn. He carefully considered the front and back connections of the great formation once, then carefully looked at the formation core Mo Hua had drawn again. After pondering for a long time, he slightly nodded and praised:

"You can!"

Mo Hua's eyes instantly lit up.

Mister Zhuang looked at Mo Hua gently, and said with a sigh: "You can go figure out how to prepare to build the great formation."

Mo Hua said gratefully: "Thank you, Mister!"

"No need to thank me."

Mister Zhuang shook his head. This was something you learned well yourself...

Mister Zhuang thought for a moment and then reminded him again:

"But don't be happy too early. Preparing to build a great formation might be even harder than drawing a great formation."

"I told you before, constructing a great formation requires vast manpower and material resources. Operating a great formation also requires a large amount of spirit stones. These are tangible cultivation resources, not so easy to collect..."

"Taking people's wealth is equivalent to harming their lives. People won't willingly give you their family property just because you say a few nice words."

"You need to think it through and be mentally prepared."

Mo Hua nodded, "Mister, I've thought it through!"

Mister Zhuang smiled slightly, "Good, it's good that you have a plan."

Afterwards, Mister Zhuang pointed out a few more things, including the collection of subsequent material resources, the mobilization of manpower, the connection and extension of the formation core, and the problems of compatibility and parallel operation of single arrays.

Mo Hua remembered them one by one, then bowed in salute and took his leave.

Mister Zhuang saw his small back view leaving, full of fighting spirit, and couldn't help but smile lightly and shake his head again.

Until the pitch-black night, in the quiet bamboo room, Kui Lao's face, old and like dead wood, suddenly appeared.

Mister Zhuang's smile just stopped, and he couldn't help but complain:

"Can you appear more naturally, don't be so gloomy..."

Kui Lao ignored him, but looked towards the blood-colored demonic qi in the deep mountains and said faintly:

"The blood qi is getting heavier, and there is also death qi."

Mister Zhuang was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Yes."

With death qi, then it's troublesome...

"Can a first-grade ten-pattern great formation really trap and kill this great demon?" Kui Lao said with some doubt.

"No." Mister Zhuang said faintly.

Kui Lao was startled, then his gaze narrowed, looking at Mister Zhuang, still thinking he had heard wrong:

"No?"

"No." Mister Zhuang said again.

Kui Lao frowned, "Then you still..."

"Not ten patterns."

Mister Zhuang paused for a moment in the night, his faint gaze gradually revealed an edge, and he said slowly:

"So, what I'm giving him is not a ten-pattern... but an eleven-pattern demon slaughtering great formation!"

Kui Lao's heart trembled, and his face showed an unbelievable expression.

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