Generally speaking, there are two ways for monks to deal with formations, one is to break the formation, and the other is to dissolve the formation.
Breaking the formation is when the monks rely on their cultivation or martial arts to forcibly destroy the formation’s eyes, formation media, formation pivots or formation patterns.
The formation formation can only be used by formation masters, and only a few formation masters who have extensive experience in formations and high attainments can use it.
Using the tension between the formation patterns, the opening and closing of the formation pivot structure, or the forward and reverse direction of the spiritual power of the formation’s eyes to dismantle the formation is called dismantling the formation.
Currently, Mo Hua only knows one way to resolve the formation, and that is to resolve the formation through formation patterns.
Mo Hua had just peered for a long time with his spiritual consciousness, and roughly confirmed the formation painted inside through the stone wall. What is inside the stone wall should be mainly the Five Elements Earth and Stone Formation, mixed with other scattered small formations.
As far as sin cultivators are concerned, this formation is pretty good.
But in Mo Hua’s eyes, it’s not enough.
Mo Hua took out the pen and ink from the storage bag and began to draw patterns on the stone wall.
There are two situations in actually using formation patterns to create, destroy, and eliminate the formation. One is to eliminate the formation from the inside, and the other is to eliminate the formation from the outside.
When dismantling the formation from the inside, you can see the formation pattern. The formation pattern drawn when dismantling the formation is also on the same side of the formation medium.
Ink painting is practiced on a daily basis, and self-painting and self-explanation are actually about solving the formation from within.
This is relatively easy.
When the formation is released from the outside, the formation pattern cannot be seen through the formation medium.
You need to guess the type of the formation based on your experience and understanding of the formation, and use your spiritual consciousness to sense the position of the formation, and draw competing formations at the same position so that the formations cancel each other out and render the formation ineffective.
The current situation is to liberate the formation from the outside.
Mo Hua has never tried to resolve the formation like this before.
Fortunately, the formations drawn on the stone wall are not difficult. With the formation experience and the strength of spiritual consciousness drawn in ink, one can perceive the specific formation positions.
Next, just draw the mutually reinforcing formation patterns, it’s very simple.
In just two cups of tea, the ink painting was able to draw the pattern of the liberation formation on the stone wall.
These formation patterns are similar in structure to the formation, but the brushwork is special and contains the principle of creation and restraint. It looks like the reverse side of the formation in the mirror, strange and mysterious.
Zhang Lan was amazed.
As the last stroke of the ink painting falls, the relief formation is completed.
The patterns on the stone wall flashed, and the spiritual power seeped into the interior. Then the earth and rocks rustled, as if the bark of the tree had dried up and the tree lines had fallen off. The entire stone wall gradually cracked, turning into a gray-brown color after drying.
Zhang Lan was secretly shocked: “It actually worked…”
And looking at the way Mo Hua was able to do it with ease, it was obvious that he was not fooling around, but that he really had a deep foundation of formation dismantling skills, otherwise he would not have been able to dismantle the formation in one go.
Zhang Lan sighed and realized that he still underestimated Mo Hua’s talent in formations.
Now it can no longer be regarded as formation talent, but actual formation accomplishments.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t believe anything he said. A teenage monk had already learned how to break up the formation.
Zhang Lan felt quite emotional.
The formation on the stone wall was unlocked, and the protection was lost.
Someone needs to punch through the wall.
Mo Hua glanced at Zhang Lan, who said silently: “I’m not a physical practitioner.”
Mo Hua glanced at him with some disgust and called Mo Shan: “Dad.”
Mo Shan heard the sound in the distance and came over, “What’s wrong?”
Mo Hua pointed at the stone wall and said, “Dad, we need to punch this through.”
Mo Shan nodded, and his spiritual power stimulated his physical strength. With one punch, the stone wall was shattered. When the dust cleared, the appearance inside was revealed.
This is a large cave, very dark and dry inside.
The cave is filled with spiritual stones and miscellaneous spiritual weapons. There are many bottles and jars piled in the corners, mostly elixirs, and some good wine.
Mo Hua looked a little shocked, and then felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
The more monastic supplies there are, the more monks are robbed, and the more people die at the hands of this group of sinful cultivators.
Zhang Lan looked solemn and sighed: “No wonder those criminal cultivators are stubborn and refuse to say anything no matter how you interrogate them. This cave was discovered, and these criminal cultivators, even if they did not commit capital crimes before, will definitely die now.”
“How to deal with these things?” Mo Hua asked.
Zhang Lan pondered for a moment and said: “It’s better to classify them into categories and register them.”
Then he explained: “There are many missing caravans and monks whose whereabouts are unknown. The things inside can be used to identify their identities and know which caravans were robbed by this group of criminal cultivators, and which monks were robbed by them. “Killed.”
“Many family members of the missing monks are still waiting for them to return. Whether they are alive or dead, at least there must be an explanation.”
Speaking of this, Zhang Lan couldn’t help but sigh.
Cultivation is dangerous, and if your cultivation is insufficient, once you are in danger, your life or death will be unpredictable.
Mo Hua nodded after hearing this.
Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting and said: “Whatever you like, you can take it first. You have made great contributions this time. Daotingsi will definitely reward you heavily, so you should take whatever you want.”
Mo Hua thought for a moment, then shook his head, “Forget it, most of these things belong to innocent people who died in vain. Let’s take them back and register them first. This way we can identify them and give an account to their families.”
Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting and nodded approvingly.
Mo Hua looked at the cave again and suddenly felt strange: “There seems to be nothing from Kong Sheng’s caravan here.”
“Aren’t there those pills?”
The caravan that Kong Sheng followed was engaged in elixir trading.
Zhang Lan said, then his heart skipped a beat and he said, “That’s not right.”
He walked to the corner, picked up a few bottles of elixirs, opened the caps and smelled them, and frowned: “These are old elixirs. The elixir smell is very light. They were not snatched recently.”
Since we are dealing in elixirs, it is impossible to sell old elixirs. Even if we pass them off as good ones, it can only be a small part.
Most of the elixirs will be released within half a year.
The fragrance of newly baked elixirs is very strong, while the fragrance of aged elixirs will gradually fade away.
The elixirs in this cave are all old elixirs with a bland taste.
This shows that this group of criminal cultivators has not robbed the caravan selling pills recently.
“Impossible…” Zhang Lan asked doubtfully, “Did they eat all these pills?”
Zhang Lan thought for a while and then denied it to himself:
“There are twenty or thirty of them. Even if they use the elixir as food, they can’t finish it in such a short period of time.”
Hearing this, Mo Shan pondered briefly and said, “Before we came, there was no smell of blood in this valley.”
This means that this group of sin cultivators will not take people to the valley to kill them.
According to Bald Tuo himself, they kill people and steal goods. They usually kill people on the spot and then rob the goods.
When Kong Sheng’s caravan was robbed, there was not much blood on the scene. It was all left from the fight and there were no traces of massacre.
If it is eaten by a monster, the scene will be even bloodier.
For a moment, all three of them felt confused.
Logically speaking, Bald Tuo should have robbed the caravan, taken away the elixirs, and then killed the monks in the caravan on the spot.
Kong Sheng also died along with Xing Shang.
But now it seems that Bald Tuo and others did not rob the caravan, and naturally they did not kill Kong Sheng.
So where did this caravan go?
And that Kong Sheng, is he dead or not?
The sun has recovered, and although I am feeling better, I am still a little depressed.
There are only two updates per day, so I will save some manuscripts and update again after adjustments are made.
This book will continue to be written, don’t worry.
Classical Xianxia has to endure the word count, and my current results are enough for me to persevere.
Finally, thank you for your support and encouragement, and I wish you all good health and happiness~ (End of this chapter)