There is also no need for spell amplification.

There is no need to use extremely expensive high-quality spells to decide the outcome.

Unless you encounter a truly powerful enemy, or have to fight to the death in a life-and-death battle...

…

Two more months passed like this, and Mo Hua kept following the mission.

After completing many bounties, arresting seven or eight criminal cultivators, and seizing several Five Elements spells, his meritorious deeds accumulated more and more, reaching one thousand one hundred and thirty points.

Five hundred of them were given by Yin Lao Er's mission.

Yin Laoer's mission did not have so many merits, but he himself was a wanted criminal by Daotingsi. He was proficient in concealment and assassination and had many lives under his command.

The accumulation of these miscellaneous crimes can be converted into a large amount of merit.

Mo Hua couldn't be happier.

The seven or eight sin cultivators arrested after that were just ordinary sin cultivators, not good enough, so some of them only had more than a hundred points, and some of them only had dozens of points.

But ink painting is also very satisfying.

No matter how little it is, it is much better than drawing a first-grade formation by yourself and saving up as many points as you like.

One thousand one hundred and thirty!

Mo Hua feels rich!

These merit points are all saved by myself. I am a little reluctant to use them in ink painting, but I always pay attention to "making the best use of everything". If I don't use them, there is no point in earning merit points.

He then arrived at the Merit Pavilion, and under the shocked eyes of the meritorious elders, he generously bought six sets of second-grade and sixteen-pattern formations in one go.

A total of more than a thousand merit points were spent.

The meritorious elder was stunned for a long time, and then said in disbelief:

"You kid, have you gone on a robbery?"

Mo Hua shook his head.

"Then you committed murder and cheated?"

"Stealing someone else's Taixu Order?"

"Or you... secretly tampered with the Taixu Order?!"

Mo Hua was speechless, "Elder, am I such a person?"

The meritorious elder stared at the ink painting with picturesque features, glanced at it, shook his head and said:

"It doesn't look like it, but I don't know behind the scenes..."

"I have to be able to do things like killing people, stealing goods, and tampering with the Taixu Order..." Mo Hua said helplessly.

The meritorious elder thought for a while and nodded, "That's right, I think highly of you..."

The meritorious elder thought about it again.

Taixu Ling's system has been used for so many years, so it should be impossible for him to make mistakes. Since he has it and uses it openly, he should have no worries.

As for the specific origin...

Since the Taixu order has been entered, it must be in compliance with the rules and procedures, and there is no need for me to embarrass this little kid.

"Wait a minute..."

The meritorious elder turned around, took out several array diagrams from the jade cabinets lined up behind, sealed them together, made notes, and handed them to Mo Hua.

But he was a little curious.

"Eight Hekan Water Formation, Floating Clouds and Sunda Wind Formation, Gentu Mountain Formation..."

"These are the formations of the second grade and sixteen lines, right? You are only in the early stage of foundation building, what did you do instead?"

Mo Hua smiled and said: "I will study..."

The meritorious elder said solemnly: "This is no child's play. If you don't have enough spiritual consciousness, if you study these formations, your consciousness will be exhausted and your foundation will be damaged..."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua accepted the kindness of the meritorious elder and said with a smile: "Elder, don't worry, Mr. Xun knows about it."

Mo Hua moved Mr. Xun out again.

Mr. Xun’s reputation is indeed very useful. When the meritorious elder heard this, he said with relief:

"Okay, go ahead and follow Mr. Xun and learn hard."

"Okay, elder!"

Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye.

Back at the back of the disciples' quarters, while accompanying Yu'er to do her homework, Mo Hua spread out these second-grade sixteen-pattern formations one by one and looked at them with great interest.

A total of six pairs.

They are all Bagua system formations, the Sixteen Patterns are considered common formations, but they are also relatively unfamiliar formations in ink painting.

But the principles of formation can be understood in one sentence.

Mo Hua has been studying the Eight Diagrams Formation for some time, and has gradually gained his own experience. Even if the formation is unfamiliar at this time, he has mastered it by thinking about it on his own.

After a while, practice on the Taoist monument over and over again.

It took about a month to learn ink painting almost.

At this time, Mo Hua realized that he had been too busy these days and had forgotten one thing:

The second-grade sixteen-pattern formation is already a second-grade mid-level formation master, and it is the formation that must be learned for the final grade assessment.

And his current level of formation master is only the first level, which is really too low.

"Do you want to exchange it for a second-grade Tianshu ring?"

"I don't know if the second-grade Tianshu Ring is good-looking or not."

Mo Hua muttered in his heart and went to the elder's residence again.

There are too many aristocratic families here in Qianzhou, and their power is complicated. It is difficult to decide on the final product, so I have to be modest and ask Mr. Xun for advice.

The elder is in the middle, and Mr. Xun is drinking tea leisurely.

The formation class was all left to Mo Hua. Mr. Xun was relieved. He was a little free now and could take the time to sort out his lifelong experience of teaching formation.

Then this experience is given to Mo Hua, and he can almost become a hands-on shopkeeper.

This is not the first time that ink paintings have come to Mr. Xun’s room.

The kid at the door didn't stop him either.

The interior is simple, clean, spotless, and has no clutter, giving it a sense of returning to nature.

After Mo Hua entered the door, he bowed and asked Mr. Xun in a low voice:

"Old sir, is it appropriate for me to order a second-grade primary formation master now?"

"Is it a final product..."

Mr. Xun took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, let's decide..."

As if remembering something, Mr. Xun put down his tea cup and asked casually: "What did you learn?"

"Almost sixteen lines..." Mo Hua said.

"It's sixteen lines..." Mr. Xun nodded, "That's almost it. If you learn more and consolidate it, you'll be in the second rank..."

Mr. Xun hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "How many lines?"

"sixteen……"

Mr. Xun was stunned for a long time, looking at the ink paintings and unable to say a word.

Only then did Mo Hua remember that he had not told Mr. Xun about the sixteen patterns of his spiritual consciousness.

And the elders of Taixu Sect will not peek into the consciousness of their disciples.

"Old sir..."

Mo Hua said softly.

Mr. Xun finally came back to his senses, his brows trembled, "When did it happen?"

It was quite a while ago...

That time I went to Shangguan's house, guarded Yu'er at night, killed a bunch of demons and ghosts, and "ate" a ram's horn to worship her. After digesting it, my spiritual consciousness was sixteen lines.

However, Mo Hua was afraid that Mr. Xun would not be able to accept it, so he euphemistically said: "Just these two days..."

"Um."

Mr. Xun nodded, pretending to be calm, but he couldn't help but let out a breath of cold air...

Sixteen lines!

How long has it been since then, and now I have sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness!
To be continued...