Chapter 688: Transformation of Divine Consciousness

Why does Dragon Crossing the River know Shinto formations?

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

He had just observed that when Guojianglong was drawing formations, his brushwork was unfamiliar, his mind was sluggish, and his wrists were stiff. At first glance, he didn't look like he often drew formations.

He is not a real formation master, and Inoue's "sealing" formation should have been drawn by rote memorization.

If so, then someone else should have taught him this Shinto formation.

Who taught him?

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness turned rapidly, investigating the monks related to the Dragon Crossing the River and the human traffickers one by one, and finally his eyes narrowed slightly.

"...Mr. Tu?"

Human traffickers, sin cultivators, evil cultivators, demon cultivators...

Among all the monks, the only one who could possibly master this kind of ancient and nearly lost advanced formations was the mysterious one whom Mo Hua had only heard of but never seen...

Mr. Tu.

"The inheritance of the Shinto formation...is in the hands of Mr. Tu?"

Mo Hua was a little confused.

If what he expected was correct, Mr. Tu was the man behind the scenes and had a high status. He was most likely the "big lackey" of the Great Wild Evil God.

Will the inheritance of the Shinto formations, which are used to restrain the gods with the ultimate power of spiritual consciousness, be hidden in the hands of the evil god's lackeys?

Mo Hua frowned even more tightly.

This seems a bit...unreasonable?

Or maybe there are some other origins here?

While Mo Hua was meditating, the well on the other side seemed to have been transformed by cause and effect, its aura suddenly changed, and it seemed that it had completely become another well.

Scarlet blood mist spread from the bottom of the well.

This well is no longer a well in a small fishing village, but more like...

The entrance to some kind of forbidden place.

The Dragon Crossing the River prostrated himself at the mouth of the well and bowed devoutly. After three bows, he picked up the dead fish and jumped directly into the well.

Mo Hua looked surprised.

This dragon crossing the river... actually jumped directly in...

Then he felt a little strange.

The Dragon Crossing the River jumped into the well, but there was no sound of water coming from the well, as if the well had turned into a dry well.

Mo Hua waited for a while and saw that Jiang Long stopped coming out, so he tiptoed and went to the wellhead to take a look.

The bottom of the well was completely covered by blood mist, like a bloody forbidden land.

It looks very dangerous.

Mo Hua looked at the surrounding formations again.

Only then did he discover that the forest-white bricks around the well were not actually stones, but smoothed bone stone bricks.

This kind of bone brick is specially used to make evil arrays.

It's just stained with dust and built into a pile of stones. It's not easy to detect at a glance.

And above the bone bricks is the evil formation pattern that Guojianglong just painted.

Mo Hua looked at these formation patterns, and suddenly looked surprised. He found that these blood-colored formation patterns were getting lighter little by little, and the traces of the formations were gradually disappearing.

In an instant, Mo Hua understood.

This kind of blood ink will dissipate on its own so as not to leave any traces.

The Dragon Crossing the River drew an array pattern with blood ink, opened the "seal" of the well, and then jumped into the well.

After that, the blood ink will evaporate on its own, the array pattern will disappear, the well will be "sealed" again, and the entrance to the blood mist will be closed.

In this way, no one knows where he went.

No one knows what secrets are hidden in this well.

"The methods are really thorough..."

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, and without further ado, he immediately began to concentrate on recording the bloody formations beside the well.

After a while, the formations faded and the blood mist poured into the well.

This well turned into an ordinary well again, with heavy water and darkness inside.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my spiritual consciousness is a little stronger, my understanding is a little higher, my memory is a little better, and my knowledge of formations is a little deeper.

If it were any worse, I wouldn't be able to memorize so many formation patterns in this short time...

Mo Hua took out the paper and pen, and used ordinary spiritual ink to copy the pattern of the dragon crossing the river on the edge of the well to "unseal" it.

These formations are probably part of the legendary "Shinto formations".

Mo Hua studied it for a long time, his brows gradually furrowed.

He couldn't quite understand these formation patterns.

It seems that some basic underlying structures are missing, so the meaning of the array pattern, the structure of the array hub, and the flow of inner power cannot be discerned.

This seems to be a purely formal formation specially prepared for the "formation blind".

You don’t need to understand it, just memorize it by rote.

This is a good thing for people who don't understand formations.

But for an array master like Mo Hua who is proficient in array theory, it seems a bit... difficult to understand.

Mo Hua could only "memorize" these formations by rote first, and then have a chance to seek out a complete and systematic inheritance of Shinto formations, and then have a more in-depth understanding.

Of course, the premise is that you guessed correctly.

The formations on this well are really "Shinto formations"...

Mo Hua looked at the well again with sharp eyes.

Evil gods are indeed associated with wells.

My previous prediction was correct.

On the surface, this is one well, but in fact it is two wells.

One is a well connected to the small fishing village that provides wishes, and the other is a dry well connected to the evil god who receives offerings.

This was also Mo Hua's first time to see and come into contact with the evil god's preaching with his own eyes.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh deeply.

His own spiritual consciousness has changed qualitatively, and he has learned a lot about the ways of gods from Lord Huangshan, so that he can catch the evil god.

Otherwise, even if he was a golden elixir, he would not find anything if he rashly entered the small fishing village.

Even if his sea of ​​consciousness was polluted by the evil god, he would probably be trapped in evil obstacles, evil thoughts would grow, but he would be at a loss and not know the truth...

Mo Hua looked at the well again.

Now the entrance to the truth is right in front of him.

The question now is whether to follow Guo Jianglong and go to the bottom of the well to see what is hidden at the bottom of the well.

What form does the evil god exist in?

And before that, he must first learn to open the "seal" of the well.

Mo Hua struggled for a long time and finally decided that no matter whether he went into the bottom of the well now or not, he must first try to learn to break the seal of the well.

In this way, he can advance or retreat, and the initiative is in his own hands.

Mo Hua recalled the process of Guo Jianglong drawing the array pattern in his mind again, and then took out the pen and ink, and began to draw the array pattern to unlock the seal on the bone bricks around the well.

Mo Hua painted very quickly.

After a while, the array pattern was finished, but the well didn't move at all.

"Sure enough..."

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

Using bones as a medium and blood as ink is the method of the evil array.

He tried to use normal "spiritual ink" to replace "blood ink", but he couldn't activate the evil array...

But where can he get blood ink?

Blood ink must be mixed with human blood.

It seems that it is not just a simple mixing, but also some herbs that are expressly prohibited by the Dao Court, as well as some evil and cruel methods, in order to mix it...

To become an evil array master, start with mixing blood ink...

It can be said that as long as you start mixing blood ink, one foot has already stepped on the road of evil array master.

Mo Hua will not do such a stupid thing.

But without blood ink, how to draw an evil array?

Evil array...

Mo Hua began to speculate step by step based on his extremely rich experience in first- and second-grade arrays...

The so-called evil array is essentially an array master who uses evil means to draw an array that he cannot draw...

Or, with the help of evil means, the power of the array is enhanced.

Guo Jianglong is not an array master, and his spiritual awareness is limited. He cannot draw a true Shinto array, so he can only use unorthodox methods to force the growth of seedlings and build an array.

Then the array patterns drawn by Guo Jianglong contain both part of the "evil" way and part of the "God" way.

By borrowing the "evil" way, you can get close to the "God" way.

So Guo Jianglong can successfully draw these arrays.

And now, I am neither proficient in "Shinto" nor can I borrow the "evil way", so these array patterns are useless.

What does the "Shinto" array mean?

Mo Hua pondered and meditated, but he still couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Then think about it the other way around..."

What is the Shinto array for?

Restrain or seal the gods?

Since it is to restrain or seal the gods, then there must be a divine power that matches the gods?

After all, there is a difference between humans and gods.

There is a "qualitative" difference between human consciousness and divine consciousness.

So...

Mo Hua opened his eyes wide and was suddenly shocked.

The so-called Shinto formation is to transform a person's "divine consciousness" into a power comparable to the divine consciousness of "gods" through the formation?

The more Mo Hua thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

In this case...

I already have a divine consciousness that is close to that of "gods"!

Then what else is there to transform?

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and continued to think...

Although his divine consciousness has changed qualitatively, when drawing the formation, he still uses his divine consciousness according to his previous habits...

Now, if he deliberately injects the "deified" divine consciousness into the formation, wouldn't this itself be equivalent to a "Shinto" formation?

Mo Hua suddenly had an epiphany, and without further delay, he tried it immediately.

He closed his eyes and rested, calling up all the pale golden, almost blood-like divine thoughts in his sea of ​​consciousness that were produced by swallowing the "divine essence".

Then Mo Hua began to use ordinary spiritual ink to draw the evil pattern left by the dragon crossing the river around the well.

The pale golden divine thoughts, as Mo Hua's ink flowed, penetrated into the array pattern.

The array pattern under Mo Hua's pen began to integrate a kind of pale golden light that was invisible to ordinary people and transcended the level of ordinary cultivators' divine consciousness, like the divine thoughts of "gods".

Mo Hua painted very seriously and carefully.

And after this painting, the array really took effect.

Mo Hua could faintly sense that the array pattern he had drawn had a mysterious "power of the gods", which echoed with the bone bricks, pulling the evil power from the bottom of the well, and gradually releasing it...

The well trembled, the breath suddenly changed, and the scarlet blood mist surged up from the bottom of the well again.

Mo Hua looked happy.

Success!

The door of the evil god's hometown was opened by himself!

In other words, the key to the door of the evil god's house was in his hand!

"Do you want to go in?"

Mo Hua stared at the blood mist at the bottom of the well and felt that he couldn't take the risk, so he threw a little tiger down to take a look.

The little tiger landed, and there was no sound of water.

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

This means that this well is a dry well, and it is dry inside.

Mo Hua controlled the little tiger with his divine consciousness and continued to explore forward. There was no obstruction along the way, and there were no monks or other buildings.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Is the bottom of this well empty?"

After walking for a while, there was a "plop" and the little tiger seemed to fall into the water.

Then, in just a moment, an extremely strong force came. In Mo Hua's perception, the little tiger that was exploring the way was instantly crushed into powder.

Mo Hua was awed.

What on earth is this...

Monk? Or a demon beast?

Is this the real "watchdog" in front of the evil god?

Mo Hua had a headache.

It's too dangerous...

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, feeling helpless, and sighed in his heart: "Forget it, let's think about it in the long run..."

The "evil god" who really became powerful and preached everywhere must be a "hard bone", and he couldn't solve it alone.

Mo Hua still felt a little unwilling, but he had no other choice but to leave first.

Before leaving, he used the spirit-eliminating liquid to wipe out all the array patterns he had drawn by the well.

The array patterns were wiped off, and the well was restored to its original state.

Mo Hua looked around again, making sure that there were no clues left, and then turned and left.

But he did not go far, but found a hidden place nearby, continued to hide, and waited for a whole night. After dawn, the dragon crossing the river had not yet shown its head, and fishermen had already come to the well to draw water. Mo Hua finally gave up helplessly.

He didn't have much time, and he couldn't ask for leave again, so he could only return to Taixu Sect first.

...

Gu Changhuai asked for a day off for Mo Hua, and the reason was still to help Dao Tingsi draw the formation.

After Mo Hua returned to the sect, Gu Changhuai sent a letter and asked: "Where did you go?"

I went to catch the evil god...

Mo Hua wanted to answer like this, but Uncle Gu would never believe it - unless he was also parasitized by the evil god one day.

"I tracked down the dragon crossing the river and found clues about the human traffickers."

Mo Hua gave a reason that Uncle Gu was more likely to accept.

Gu Changhuai was indeed refreshed and asked:

"Where? In the small fishing village?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "They must have a base in the small fishing village, but I'm still looking for the entrance..."

Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment, and said for the first time: "Thank you for your hard work..."

Without Mo Hua, who was sharp in spiritual awareness, proficient in concealment, and meticulous, it would be basically impossible for Dao Tingsi to keep an eye on Guo Jianglong and follow the clues to find the hideout of the human traffickers.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

Uncle Gu actually said "thank you for your hard work" to him.

Now he was a little doubtful whether Uncle Gu was really parasitized by the evil god...

But it was a good thing to be appreciated by Uncle Gu, and it would be easier to ask Dao Tingsi to do things in the future.

Mo Hua said: "Next ten-day break, I will go and look for it again to see if I can catch Guo Jianglong."

"Okay," Gu Changhuai sent a letter, "I will send a few more people to keep an eye on the movements of the small fishing village..."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

The two ended their chat.

After that, Mo Hua went to class as usual, and spent all his spare time thinking about the "Shinto" formation.

The formation is vast and profound.

It is a good thing to have a legacy.

But if there is no legacy, you have to learn to find it yourself.

With the understanding of the formation, the experience of the formation, and the foundation of the formation, through clues, unraveling the mystery, constantly thinking, eliminating the false and retaining the true, to seek the unknown road, and master the deeper formation...

This is also what the master taught him when he was traveling.

The Shinto formation is profound and almost lost.

Mo Hua also has no inheritance, but through this trip to the small fishing village, the study of the simple formation pattern of the three scales and two claws of the river dragon, and his own "learning and applying" on the spot, he opened the door of the evil god's dry well...

Mo Hua has some clearer inferences:

The Shinto formation is a formation that "transforms" people's consciousness through the formation, achieves a certain "qualitative change", and thereby restricts the gods.

Mo Hua was not sure whether this "qualitative change" after the formation was the same as the qualitative change of his own consciousness.

Because he had not yet learned the real Shinto formation.

But the Shinto formation, since it could restrain the gods.

This showed that even if the divine consciousness "transformed" by the cultivator's consciousness was not as good as the divine consciousness after the real "qualitative change", it might not be much inferior.

In a sense, this was a divine consciousness method that was truly capable of competing with the gods.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

In ancient times, the ancient formation masters who could comprehend the heaven and earth, glimpse the principles of divine consciousness, and create the Shinto formation were really terrible...

This formation could be studied...

This was truly, using flesh and blood to comprehend the way of heaven and compete with the gods.

Mo Hua was in awe.

But then, he had another doubt...

The consciousness of ordinary cultivators, through the Shinto formation, is "transformed" into the power of divine consciousness that is enough to balance the gods...

Then what will become of his own consciousness power, which has undergone a qualitative change to a certain extent and is close to the power of gods, after being "transformed" by the Shinto formation?

Can it seal an evil god more powerful than himself?

Or can it...

Mo Hua tried to think about it, and then he was suddenly shocked by his own thoughts.

Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly.

Don't be too ambitious...

This is just an inference, not necessarily true.

"First find a way to get the real Shinto formation to learn, and then consider other things..."

"The formation master must be down-to-earth and seek truth from facts!"

Mo Hua nodded.

The only clue now is Guo Jianglong.

As long as Guo Jianglong is caught, maybe he can get the complete Shinto formation map.

Mo Hua's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

But... how to get into the bottom of the well with thick blood mist?

Thinking of this, Mo Hua was a little worried.

He was not afraid of evil spirits, but he had no way to deal with those monsters lurking in the dark, or the demon cultivation gangs.

If he wanted help...

Uncle Gu was a Jindan cultivator, but he did not believe in evil gods.

And even if he was a Jindan, if he was possessed by the evil gods, he would be in danger.

It seemed that he could not go to the bottom of the well with thick blood mist for the time being...

Mo Hua sighed.

"I can only think of another way..."

"Or, take time to ask Huang Shanjun?"

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua practiced, pondered the formation, and thought about the well of the evil god in the small fishing village.

A few days later, he suddenly received a message from Gu Changhuai:

"Something happened in the small fishing village..."

Mo Hua was startled, "What happened?"

Gu Changhuai: "Two children in the village were kidnapped by a river dragon. I don't know where they were taken."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong, but he still confirmed:

"Whose children are they..."

Gu Changhuai said: "I heard... they are the two grandsons of that old Yu..."