Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi heard Mo Hua's words and saw the hardships of the mining cultivation with their own eyes. They also frowned and were a little silent.
The atmosphere was a little low for a moment.
Mo Hua thought about it, and suddenly pointed his finger to the north and said:
"Let's go to the mountains and forests over there first."
Bai Zisheng was stunned and said, "What are you doing in the mountains and forests?"
Mo Hua said: "Don't you want to eat a pig? There is one there. I will catch it and make it for you to eat."
Bai Zisheng was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and couldn't help but pat Mo Hua on the shoulder:
"I am worthy of being my good junior brother!"
Bai Zixi also smiled slightly.
The three of them went to the forest and caught a boar.
The late-stage pig in the first grade is no match for the three.
After catching the pig, Mo Hua took the pig back, and according to the method taught by her mother, it removed the fishy smell, dissolved the blood stains, added spicy seasonings, and stewed in the pot.
The pork is very hard and tough, and it takes a little longer to stew.
It took a full day before the fragrance spread.
After the ink painting is cut, put it in a plate and bring it to the wine for Teacher Yan and Mr. Zhuang.
Teacher Yan also lives in the cave for the time being.
When he has time, he will visit Mr. Zhuang.
The two sat in the yard, blowing the wind, drinking wine, eating meat, talking about the past of the Little Lingyin Sect and the rise and fall of the Great Lingyin Sect behind them.
Teacher Yan praised this mountain pork.
He never expected that not only did the ink painting beautify the formation, but the meals he made were also quite good.
Mr. Zhuang took a bite and nodded slightly.
In terms of taste, although it is worse than what I ate in Tongxian City before, it feels a lot in my mouth and heart.
After all, it was his little apprentice, who did it for him personally.
Under the big tree in the courtyard, three people sat side by side.
Bai Zisheng feasted and wanted to eat all of a pig.
Bai Zixi eats very kindly, behaves calmly, softly and elegantly.
Mo Hua took a few bites and nodded with satisfaction.
The weather is hot and the trees are cool.
The breeze blows through the trees, shaking the mottled shadows of the trees.
Mo Hua suddenly felt that such a life was good...
There is a master, a senior brother, and a senior sister.
There are also old friends like Yan Teach to visit.
I just don’t know how long it will take for such a day...
...
After eating and drinking, Mo Hua began to do some serious tasks.
He wanted to deduce the Lingshu array pattern, comprehend the Lingshu array, and use this 12-grade formation to sharpen the spiritual consciousness, so as to further the spiritual consciousness, and enter the realm of the first-grade 13-grade.
The thirteen lines are the limit of spiritual consciousness of monks in the early stage of foundation building.
Ink painting can also take a key step towards foundation building.
The Lingshu array needs to be deduced.
The first thing to be studied is Zhang Quan’s corpse control bell.
The corpse control bell is a kind of evil weapon that is integrated on the surface and the formation is hidden inside.
Mo Hua doesn’t know much about refining weapons, and has no idea how to start, and doesn’t know how to disassemble them.
Finally, Bai Zixi read some Taoist scriptures before he figured out the method of dismantling them.
It is very troublesome to disassemble the corpse control bell, and requires a very deep knowledge of refining weapons and some special refining techniques.
Bai Zixi patiently explained the ink painting, but the ink painting was confused.
In addition to formations and other Taoist practice skills, most of them are not very proficient in ink painting, and are far inferior to Bai Zixi.
So Bai Zixi can only remove the corpse control bell.
Bai Zixi took out a small refining furnace from nowhere, which was exquisite in style and expensive in material. The fire was condensed like mercury.
Then she took out a series of refining tools from her storage bag.
There are gold scissors, silver tweezers, jade needles, etc.
I have never seen these refining tools before.
He has only seen sledgehammer...
It was the big hammer that Master Chen swung when he was refining his weapons.
Bai Zixi explained to the ink painting:
"The specifications of spiritual tools are different, and the tools used for refining tools are different. Generally, hammers are used; rings, bells, pendants, bells, pendants, and pendants are used to make the tools more refined."
"Uh-huh."
Mo Hua looked admiring and nodded repeatedly.
After that, Bai Zixi began to demonstrate how to disassemble the corpse control bell for ink painting.
She first placed the corpse control bell on the fire and burned it. She took it off when it reached a certain temperature. Then, she used gold scissors, silver tweezers, or twisted the jade needle, and separated the inside and outside of the corpse control bell with a little bit.
Bai Zixi was at ease.
Looking at the ink painting, I was still confused.
He raised his head and was about to ask something when he saw Bai Zixi's eyes as autumn water, his eyes focused, and occasionally blinked, and his slender eyelashes flashed slightly.
Mo Hua looked a little fascinated and forgot what to say for a moment.
After a while, Bai Zixi took apart the corpse control bell, raised her eyes, looked at Mo Hua, and said in a gentle voice:
"Do you understand?"
Mo Hua felt a little guilty and looked away:
"I understand..."
Bai Zixi nodded with satisfaction.
The corpse control bell was dismantled by Bai Zixi.
Mo Hua gathered his mind, calmed down, and studied the formation on the bell.
But soon, Mo Hua frowned.
The formation on the corpse control bell is not the ultimate formation...
The above formation is based on the Five Elements Water System, turning water into blood, and coagulating human blood, and using the blood formation to control the iron corpse.
It is not the Lingshu array that emphasizes spiritual power control, which is not speculated before.
Ink painting was very disappointed.
"Isn't it right?" Bai Zixi asked.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
Bai Zixi suggested: "Do you want to see other formations in the zombie village?"
"good."
So Bai Zixi opened the storage bag and asked Bai Zisheng to help him place all the objects of various sizes and large and small zombies in the zombie village that he had plundered before in the yard.
To be continued...