There is no second-grade formation master in Tongxian City, so naturally no one can draw second-grade formations, and there is no second-grade spiritual ink!

Even though some families and some Shang Pavilion have some inventory, the storage time is too long and the spiritual ink has completely failed and cannot be used to draw the formation.

Mo Hua had no choice but to think about it, and then went to find Master Luo.

Master Luo has been a first-grade formation master for a long time. He has a very old experience and many ways. After so many years of studying formations, he wants to become a second-grade formation master. I think he will definitely prepare some second-grade spiritual ink.

When Mo Hua arrived at Luo Mansion, he learned that Master Luo was not here.

He went to find Master Qian to have tea...

Ink painting can only change to Qian Mansion.

The Qian family was already divided, and their family members were in decline, and their clan members made their own lives.

The huge Qian Mansion was divided into separate courtyards.

The courtyard where Master Qian lives now occupies the largest and most spacious area in the southwest corner of Qian Mansion, except that the plaque in front of the door was replaced by "Qian Family School".

This is not only Master Qian’s cave, but also a school he specially opened to teach formations.

Master Qian also kept in mind the agreement with Mo Hua, calmed down, studied the formation, and taught the formation to the children of the casual cultivators in Tongxian City.

Master Luo, when he has nothing to do, he will come here to visit him.

Drink tea with Master Qian, communicate with formations, and occasionally give guidance to other disciples.

When the ink painting entered the door, Master Luo and Master Qian were cooking tea and drinking together in the courtyard where flowers and plants were quiet and the scenery was pleasant.

In the school, the children are all practicing basic array patterns with concentration.

When the ink painting entered the door, Master Luo and Master Qian were both surprised and surprised, and they all stood up to greet him:

"Mr., you are a rare guest..."

Mo Hua's original formation attainments were higher than theirs. Now he has built a foundation and has a higher status, so the two of them dare not neglect them.

Mo Hua also greeted them with a smile.

"Master Luo, Master Qian, long time no see."

Master Luo looked at the ink painting and saw that although the ink painting had already built a foundation, had a deep gaze, stronger spiritual consciousness, and deeper achievements in formations, he was friendly to others, innocent and sincere, and seemed to be no different from before, and he couldn't help but feel amazed.

Master Luo said ashamedly: "In front of the little gentleman, I feel ashamed of the word 'master'."

I don't mind ink painting.

After sitting down, Master Qian poured tea for Mo Hua and asked, "Mr. Is there anything important to you?"

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Two masters, do you have second-grade spiritual mo?"

"Second-grade spiritual ink!"

Master Luo and the other two looked at each other, and were a little surprised, "Mr., do you know the second-grade formation?"

Although Mo Hua felt that he was already familiar with the second-grade open fire array, he had never actually painted it, so he was not easy to talk big, so he said modestly:

"I know a little, I want to try drawing."

If the ink painting is a little more skillful, Master Luo naturally would not think that it is just a "one" point.

Master Luo smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He is over 100 years old and is still a first-grade formation master. Mo Hua is a young man, but he is already learning the second-grade formation...

Although ink paintings became a second-grade formation, it was a good thing for him, but he still couldn't help but feel sour.

"Ling Mo..."

Master Luo thought for a while, nodded and said, "I have some second-grade spiritual ink, but not many, only two bottles..."

Master Qian also said: "I have some of them, which are the Qian family's collection back then, but there are only five bottles. If the young man doesn't dislike it, he can use it."

Mo Hua was very happy, "Thank you, Master Luo, thank you, Master Qian!"

"You are polite, sir..."

Master Luo and Master Qian took out the spiritual ink and handed it to the ink painting.

These spiritual inks are also five elements spiritual inks. They are packed in jade bottles, and their breath is swelling and contain amazing spiritual power of the five elements.

Mo Hua couldn't help but say, "Is this Lingmo very expensive..."

Master Qian nodded, "Generally, one-grade spiritual ink, a bottle of about ten spirit stones, will be somewhat different due to its quality or scarcity. It is cheap, two or three spirit stones per bottle, more expensive, and dozens of spirit stones per bottle..."

"The second-grade spiritual ink, usually cheaper one, also costs one hundred spirit stones a bottle."

"There are more expensive, hundreds or thousands of them..."

Ink painting was shocked, "So expensive?"

One hundred spirit stones per bottle...

In his hand, there are only five small bottles, and only five hundred spirit stones are needed...

Master Qian sighed: "Yes, so it is not easy to learn the formation. The more you go up, the more you are..."

"This small bottle of spiritual ink, one hundred spirit stones, is drawn into a formation. Even if it is foolproof and 100% without any mistakes, it is only two second-grade initial formations..."

"And I really want to learn a formation, at least dozens of times, at most hundreds of times..."

"Learn a second-grade formation, the pen ink spirit stone consumed by light is not a small number..."

"It doesn't matter if the big sects of the great families. This little spirit stone is a drop in the pot. They eat more than these three meals a day..."

"The medium-sized sects are nothing."

"But if it is a small family or a small sect, it will be much more difficult..."

"Are you a casual cultivator..."

Master Qian smiled bitterly.

Even the casual cultivators themselves can't afford to support the formation masters of second grade or above.

Mo Hua opened her mouth wide, looked at the bottles of Lingmo in her hand, frowned, and asked:

"Aren't these spiritual inks just prepared by demon blood? Why are they so expensive?"

Master Luo was silent for a moment and said slowly:

"The second-grade monster is difficult to hunt and drain blood."

"Of course, this is not the root cause..."

Master Luo's voice was a little lower.

"No matter how hard it is to kill the second-grade monster, if you configure Lingyin, you only use blood, not the inner alchemy heart demon marrow and other scarce things..."

“It’s not so expensive.”

"However, the recipes, techniques, and some rare spiritual herbs for mixing spiritual ink are all in the hands of the big sects."

Master Luo pointed upwards, "Since you have monopoly, they will naturally have the final say."

"Whether ten spirit stones or hundreds of spirit stones, one thousand or ten thousand... we can't decide."

"The real monster hunters, blood-drawing and ink-padding people actually can't make any spiritual stones. Most of the benefits have been exploited by the aristocratic families..."

"Their move is for profit, and the other is..."

Master Luo paused for a moment, but looked at the ink paintings from whom he was a casual cultivator, and he could still explain it a little more clearly.

"...Don't let the bottom team out, too many formation divisions, so as not to shake the foundation."

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