Chapter 35: All Ready

Sixteen days have passed since Mo Hua started learning the Molten Fire Formation.

Mo Hua got up early that day. The morning sun shone on the table, fresh and bright, without the heat of noon.

Mo Hua spread the paper on the table, mixed the red ink, and then began to draw the Molten Fire Formation.

This is what Mo Hua has done every day for more than ten days.

But today is different from usual. Mo Hua is going to formally draw a complete Molten Fire Formation.

In his sea of ​​consciousness last night, Mo Hua was able to draw the Molten Fire Formation on the broken stele, which means that his consciousness is enough to support him to draw five formation patterns.

After repeated practice and repair on the refining furnace of the refining shop, Mo Hua has already memorized the Molten Fire Formation.

Mo Hua drew carefully and cautiously. After an hour, when Mo Hua felt a little pain in his consciousness and it was gradually exhausted, the Molten Fire Formation also fell the last stroke.

Mo Hua injected a little bit of spiritual power, which slowly flowed along the red array pattern, from the first stroke of the first array pattern to the last stroke of the fifth array pattern, and finally connected the entire array, without any obstacles in the process.

Success!

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that it had come to fruition after years of accumulation.

"A five-array array!"

You can draw a five-array array at the third level of Qi Refining.

Mo Hua knew that the third level of normal Qi Refining could only draw three array patterns at most. Those disciples of big families and sects had higher talents and better inheritance. At the same level, their array skills would probably be stronger than his.

But even if they were stronger, they probably wouldn't be much stronger.

Mo Hua nodded.

And as long as he drew more, his spiritual consciousness would definitely become stronger, and it would be easier to learn arrays. It should only be a matter of time before he became a first-class array master.

When I become a first-class formation master, even if I just don't pass the fixed level and am just an ordinary formation master, I can earn a lot of spirit stones, and my parents won't have to work so hard.

Thinking of this, Mo Hua couldn't help but feel happy.

Then the tiredness of practicing the formation repeatedly in the past few days came, and Mo Hua fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Liu Ruhua brought some washed wild fruits into the room, and saw a formation that had just been drawn on the table. Mo Hua fell on the bed and slept soundly, so she cleaned up the table for Mo Hua, covered Mo Hua's belly with a fur blanket, and then stared at Mo Hua for a long time.

Seeing that Mo Hua was sleeping soundly, eating something in his dream, and drooling at the corners of his mouth, Liu Ruhua couldn't help but laugh, wiped the corners of Mo Hua's mouth with her sleeve, and then got up and left.

A few days later, Dazhu came to inform Mo Hua that the stove was also refined.

Dazhu is the eldest disciple of Master Chen. He is tall and strong, and his smile is very honest.

Mo Hua followed Da Zhu to Chen's Refining Shop and saw a stove as tall as a person in the shop. It was simple but sturdy, with three legs and a round belly.

The stove cover was open, and it would not be closed until the formation was drawn inside the stove.

"The stove has been forged. Take a look, little brother. Are you satisfied?"

Mo Hua walked around the stove, looked left and right, and touched it with his hand. He felt that it was solid. He knew at a glance that the materials were very exquisite and the details were polished very carefully.

Mo Hua nodded and praised: "It is worthy of being Master Chen. This is the best spiritual weapon I have ever seen."

Of course, he himself has not seen many spiritual weapons.

Master Chen stroked his beard, "Of course, what you want, little brother, I will make the best for you."

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

Mo Hua said happily, and then took out a storage bag, "There are 60 spirit stones in it, which is for your hard work."

Twenty days of work required more than 100 spirit stones, Mo Hua gave a 50% discount and then gave a little more.

Master Chen originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that the business of the equipment refining business has not been good in the past few months, and disciples like Dazhu can't even eat enough on weekdays, he still accepted it, but said to Mo Hua:

"Come to me for equipment refining in the future, I will give you the lowest price in Tongxian City."

"Yeah, thank you, Master Chen!" Mo Hua said happily.

"However," Master Chen hesitated, "this stove needs to be painted with a formation before it can be used. Who do you want to draw this formation?"

Mo Hua patted his chest: "I'll draw it myself!"

Master Chen felt surprised, but not so surprised.

The formation on the refining furnace of the refining shop was repaired by Mo Hua, and the processes of the refining furnace, the alchemy furnace and the stove are similar, and the core formation is also similar, so it is no problem for Mo Hua to draw it himself.

But...

Master Chen advised kindly: "This formation is different from drawing it. I heard that drawing formation consumes more spiritual consciousness. Little brother, your cultivation is not high, and your spiritual consciousness should not be enough. Don't force yourself to draw the formation, and finally hurt your sea of ​​consciousness."

"Don't worry," Mo Hua said, "I know it in my heart."

Master Chen said nothing more. He didn't know more about formations than the little cultivator in front of him.

Mo Hua was not tall, so Master Chen disassembled the stove and spread it on the ground to make it easier for Mo Hua to draw the formation.

Several disciples of Dazhu also lent their hands, then stood aside, stretched their necks, and watched Mo Hua drawing the formation curiously. They didn't often see cultivators drawing formations, so they thought it was novel, not to mention that the one drawing the formation was Mo Hua, who was much younger than them.

Mo Hua first dipped the pen in water and tried to draw the formation pattern on the inner wall of the stove, so that he could get familiar with the use of the pen and adapt to the feeling of actually drawing the formation on the spiritual weapon.

He also anticipated the problems that would be encountered when drawing the formation in his mind.

Everything is prepared, and if it is not prepared, it will be abandoned. More preparation in advance can greatly increase the success rate of the formation.

After the preparation, Mo Hua spread out the Molten Fire Formation Diagram, put it aside for reference, and then took out the pen and a small bottle of ink.

The color of the ink is bright red and thicker. It is said that it is made from the blood of fire tiger monsters. Although the quality is only medium, it is better than what Mo Hua used before, and it is also the best ink that Mo Hua can buy within his financial capacity.

This small bottle of ink costs ten spirit stones, which is only enough to draw two sets of molten fire arrays, so it is necessary to prepare it completely to avoid failure.

Once failed, the wasted ink alone would be enough to make Mo Hua feel distressed.

Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated, calmed down, and then began to draw the array. Mo Hua, who originally had a naive and immature face, gradually became serious, and his pair of black and white eyes were bright and seemed to contain starlight.

Master Chen and several disciples stood aside. Seeing Mo Hua's solemn expression, they did not dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing him. Their expressions looked more nervous than Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's white and tender little hand held the pen, and his fingers and wrists moved flexibly, driving the pen tip to wander on the furnace wall, drawing a series of vivid array patterns, with a moderate speed and a well-organized structure.

Although the few people on the side could not understand the array and the array pattern, they saw that the wonderful array pattern seemed to flow out from the pen tip, and they were all fascinated for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Hua finally stopped writing and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, several people also breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Master Chen hesitated and whispered, "Little brother, is this... a successful painting?"

Mo Hua's serious little face once again showed a bright smile.

"Yes, it succeeded!"

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