367 Chapter 365 Immortal Pattern_1
The Great Formation collapsed, and the Big Demon perished.
The Feng Xi, birthed by Black Mountain Stronghold, died atop the Five Elements Slaughter Demon Great Formation constructed above the Black Mountain Stronghold, and with the collapse of the formation, both were annihilated together.
Tongxian City also gradually recovered.
The Refinery Shop and the Alchemist's Business remained, the Refining Furnace and the Alchemy Furnace stayed intact, and other trades within the city were also unaffected.
The deep mountains were almost destroyed in an instant, but the influences on the Outer Mountain and the Inner Mountain were minimal.
Monster Hunters could still go into the mountains to hunt monster beasts.
Monster Hunters hunted monsters, Artifact Refiners refined artifacts, Alchemists concocted pills, and then carried out trade...
Soon everything returned to normal operation.
Moreover, within Big Black Mountain, there was now a wide and convenient mountain road.
This road was forged by all cultivators in order to build the Great Formation.
With this mountain road, not only was it convenient for the cultivators of Tongxian City to enter and exit the mountains, but it also facilitated the traveling merchants to enter Tongxian City for trade.
Gradually, Tongxian City recovered its vitality.
The streets became more lively, and the number of cultivators coming and going increased.
In the near future, perhaps it would become even more prosperous...
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Elder Yu was very busy, as he had to attend to the reconstruction of Tongxian City, the revival of Tao cultivation production, and the aftermath of the Feng Xi incident.
Some places within the city also required the use of formations.
But due to Mo Hua's injured Sea of Consciousness, he temporarily could not use his Divine Sense, and even less could he paint formations.
Thus, other Formation Masters helped with the areas that required formations, with Mo Hua guiding them from the side.
Where they drew correctly and where they did not, Mo Hua would tell them.
If they had any difficulties with the formations, Mo Hua would also give them guidance.
The other Formation Masters called Mo Hua "Little Gentleman" and showed him half the respect due to a disciple, treating him with utmost respect and reverence.
They knew the Great Formation was the work of the "Little Gentleman" before them.
Moreover, even as the Great Formation self-destructed, this Little Gentleman remained unharmed. Such a mastery of formations was simply unimaginable to them.
Mo Hua was kind and approachable, without any air of superiority. They asked and he would most often answer.
A few simple pieces of advice from him could enlighten them instantly.
This was the grace of "imparting knowledge, guiding a disciple, and resolving doubts."
With his hands behind his back, Mo Hua "guided" everyone in painting formations, but these formations were too simple, and he found it somewhat uninteresting.
He wanted to paint some more difficult, more profound formations.
A few days later, Mo Hua's Divine Sense had mostly healed.
Although he could not overuse it in the short term and could not paint formations incessantly like before,
if he controlled the consumption of his Divine Sense, he could begin trying to paint some complex formations properly.
During the day, Mo Hua painted a few Reversed Spirit Formations for a light review.
At night, at 1 a.m., Mo Hua could hardly wait to immerse his Divine Sense into his Sea of Consciousness, arriving before the Taoist Stele.
On this stele was the Formation Pattern Mo Hua had long been contemplating.
It was the Immortal Pattern from the Heavenly Dao Formation that he glimpsed amidst the Annihilation Tribulation Thunder!
Mo Hua wanted to try to see if he could learn this Immortal Pattern.
The Heavenly Dao Formation was too profound, too magnificent, and with Mo Hua's low cultivation level, he could not understand it at all, but he could try to begin comprehending it starting from a single Formation Pattern.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
One Formation Pattern, one Formation, one Formation Painting, one Compound Formation, progressively advancing to grasp the entire Great Formation...
Mo Hua's thoughts were high, but reality poured cold water on him.
Let alone comprehend, he couldn't even look at this Immortal Pattern.
Though Mo Hua had recorded the Immortal Pattern on the Taoist Stele, he wasn't even looking at it directly. Merely sensing it briefly like skimming the surface, his Divine Sense rushed out, rapidly depleting.
Mo Hua was stunned and couldn't help but complain:
"I haven't even started looking yet, and it's already deducting my Divine Sense, how stingy!"
Then he sighed again, realizing that even just a single Immortal Pattern was still an "Immortal" Pattern.
It encompassed the creation of heaven and earth, and it was simply not something a Qi Refinement cultivator like him could grasp.
If he forced himself to look, he feared his Sea of Consciousness would be injured again.
Though protected by the Taoist Stele, the Sea of Consciousness would not collapse, but it would still be damaged, and over time, there might even be lingering effects.