Mo Hua decided he was going to build the Grand Array and kill Feng Xi!
He had a way out himself, but he also wanted to give all the Rogue Cultivators a way out, so that everyone would not have to leave their homes and wander from place to place.
Once his mind was made up, Mo Hua began considering what he should do.
The Grand Array's array patterns were vast and manifold; it was an immense cultivation project.
It was hard to learn, and harder still to build.
Mr. Zhuang had told him all the difficulties involved in building an array. That was not necessarily to make him beat a retreat; on the contrary, it might have been to make him consider things more carefully and plan more thoroughly.
The Grand Array required manpower and resources, but before that, what it needed most was time.
Constructing the Grand Array took time, and learning the Grand Array himself likewise took time.
Without time, everything was out of the question.
Mo Hua first went to find Commander Yang and asked, An array master who wanted to build a small array was not a bad array master.
Mo Hua had a bit of a headache.
Those conditions had nothing to do with Mo Hua.
Commander Yang watched Mo Hua's back and could not help muttering, "This child, who knows what he's up to now..."
Mr. Zhuang explained, "Divine sense is void and insubstantial. There is no way to quantify it precisely; there can only be a rough reference."
Besides, it sounded so complicated...
Usually speaking, the choice of the Master Array Master was also made with the utmost care, selected from the best of the best, cautious upon cautious.
Commander Yang was taken aback. "What is still fine?"
Mo Hua's eyes lit