Author: Guanxu
After the Lotus Festival, Mo Hua still went to Mr. Zhuang to learn formations, and Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also came together.
Although the three of them are all apprentices, they learn different things. Mo Hua mainly learns formations, and he can only learn formations.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi learned everything. In addition to cultivation, formations, alchemy, talismans, and weapon refining were all involved.
The questions I ask Mr. Zhuang every day also cover a wide range of topics. In addition to questions about formations, I also ask questions about all aspects of practice.
Among these questions, only those related to formations can be understood in ink painting, but most of the other ink paintings are completely unknown.
The background of casual cultivators is already weak. He can learn formations because he has lived in two lifetimes, has extraordinary spiritual awareness and has Tao tablets in his mind, so he can practice formations without spending spiritual stones. As for other types of cultivation
, he wanted to learn but there was no way to start.
However, although I don't understand these issues in Ink Painting, I still keep them in my mind. Even if I don't understand them at the moment, I still have an impression, so that I won't be confused in the future.
The world of monasticism is turbulent, and who knows what situations we may encounter in the future. It never hurts to know more.
Mo Hua learned a lot from the Bai family brothers and sisters, and he had to admit that the two of them were much higher than him in talent and understanding. Whether it was the foundation of cultivation, the level of formations, or even in many aspects, Mo Hua was the best.
Far inferior.
This is probably what the aristocratic family calls "the proud son of heaven".
I admire Bai Zixi and Mo Hua very much.
Although I admire Bai Zisheng, I also feel a little bit disgusted with him.
The three of them were not very familiar with each other before, and they were somewhat cautious in getting along.
But ever since they went shopping together during the Lotus Festival, the relationship between Bai Zisheng and Mo Hua has become more casual. They would talk to Mo Hua when they had nothing to do, and occasionally they would quarrel.
In front of strangers, Bai Zisheng is a proud man of an aristocratic family with extraordinary talents, handsome appearance and calm demeanor.
After getting acquainted with him, Bai Zisheng is more like a competitive child, and he is somewhat talkative. Although he is diligent in practicing and studying on weekdays, he likes to talk to Mo Hua when he has free time.
"Mo Hua, when can we see that monster-fighting scene again?"
"It's festival time."
"Mo Hua, when your monster hunters hunt monsters, what kind of method do you usually use?"
"What's the use?"
"Mo Hua, when you hunt monsters, can you take me with you..."
"I'm not a demon hunter yet, I can't hunt demons."
"Ink painting..."
"..."
Sometimes Mo Hua would answer a sentence or two, and sometimes Bai Zisheng would ask too many questions, and Mo Hua would not bother to answer him.
Seeing that Mo Hua ignored him, Bai Zisheng secretly glanced at the formation book that Mo Hua was reading. When the two of them were not familiar with each other before, Bai Zisheng was still very reserved, but now it's different.
""Liuhe Zhenshu Lun"? It's not bad, I can learn it pretty quickly. Don't you understand what the Zhenshu means?"
Mo Hua really didn't understand, so he nodded honestly.
Bai Zisheng said proudly: "Do you want to know?"
Mo Hua looked at him silently, really wanting to know, but a little bit disdainful of Bai Zisheng's proud expression.
"On the seventh day of next month, there will be a fight against monsters." Mo Hua said slowly.
Bai Zisheng looked happy.
"But I won't take you there." Mo Hua said again.
Bai Zisheng choked, "Then I won't tell you what the formation hub means."
"I can ask sir."
Bai Zisheng was speechless, struggled in his heart, and compromised: "Then I'll tell you what the center of formation means, and you take me to see the monster fighting show!"
"No need, I can just ask sir." Mo Hua refused.
Bai Zisheng scratched his head anxiously, "Sir, you are very busy. There is no need to bother you with such a small problem. Moreover, your lectures are profound and you may not be able to understand them if you have just started to learn."
Although the word "enlightenment" made Mo Hua unhappy, what Bai Zisheng said was indeed the truth.
Mr. Zhuang is highly accomplished in formations. In his eyes, something that is too simple to be worth mentioning may take a long time to understand for someone who has never been exposed to ink painting.
Mo Hua reluctantly said: "Okay, I promise you, but if you don't understand, I won't take you there."
Bai Zisheng was overjoyed and said quickly: "Don't worry, except for Zi Xi, no other disciple in the family can learn the formation better than me."
Then Bai Zisheng explained eagerly:
"The formation hub is the center of the formation, used to connect the formation patterns and transmit spiritual power..."
"Using the analogy of a monk, the formation eye is like the sea of ​​qi, the formation hub is like the meridians, the formation pattern is like the collaterals, and the formation medium is the physical body that carries the meridians. The spiritual power of the monk is transported from the sea of ​​qi, passes through the core meridians, and fills the collaterals
The pulses are condensed into Tao techniques, and the spiritual power of the formation comes out from the formation eye, and through the formation hub, it stimulates the formation pattern, so that the formation can be effective..."
After Bai Zisheng finished speaking, Mo Hua understood and couldn't help but glance at Bai Zisheng.
If you don't have enough understanding, it's impossible to explain it in an easy-to-understand manner. This shows that the foundation of Bai Zi Sheng Formation is indeed very solid, but sometimes it's just too much to talk about...
Mo Hua couldn't help but ask: "Do you usually talk to others like this?"
"Who are you talking to?"
Mo Hua thought for a moment, "Hmm...a disciple in your family?"
Bai Zisheng looked disdainful and said, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to them."
Mo Hua asked curiously: "Why?"
"I don't like the look in their eyes."
Bai Zisheng's face turned cold, "Either they are flattering, jealous, contemptuous, or indifferent. I don't like them and don't like to talk to them."
Mo Hua was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the careless Bai Zisheng would be so thoughtful.
After Bai Zisheng said this, he returned to his original expression, "I've made it clear to you what Zhenshu means. You have to take me to the demon-fighting show on the seventh day of the lunar month!"
"Okay." Mo Hua said helplessly, and then said:
"I'm going to practice the formation. Don't talk to me for an hour."
Bai Zisheng waved his hand and said: "Practice, practice, no one will stop you."
Mo Hua took out the "Three Talents Formation" and started drawing.
This is the formation that Mr. Zhuang asked Mo Hui to draw before. After several days of practice, he can barely draw the ink painting, but it is easy to make mistakes and the brushwork is not very proficient.
Bai Zixi read a book elegantly, and concentrated on drawing formations in ink paintings. The bamboo pavilion suddenly became quiet.
Bai Zisheng meditated for a while, looked at Bai Zixi, and then looked at the ink painting. He endured his temper and meditated for a while. Finally, he couldn't help it and secretly peeked his head in to look at the ink painting formation.
As he watched, Bai Zisheng's expression became serious. He wanted to say something several times, but finally held back.
It's just that he didn't have the time to practice anymore, he just stared at the formation under the ink brush without blinking.
Bai Zixi was reading a book when she saw Bai Zisheng's strange behavior and gently pulled his sleeves, hoping to make him concentrate on his practice. Unexpectedly, Bai Zisheng didn't notice at all.
Bai Zixi was slightly stunned. Following Bai Zisheng's gaze, he also saw the formation that Mo Hua was painting. He couldn't move his eyes away for a moment.
Ink Hua, who was so focused that he didn't notice it, was still drawing the formation on his own.
After he finished drawing the Three Talents Formation, he looked up and saw Bai Zisheng's wide eyes, and when he turned his head he saw Bai Zixi's eyes that were as lively as autumn water.
Chapter completed!