Chapter 50 Brother and Sister


    From then on, the three of them would come to visit Mr. Zhuang in the morning every day, and salute from afar outside the door. After half a cup of tea, if the door is still closed, go down the mountain.


    Mo Hua actually wanted to tell them that Mr. Zhuang would sleep in in the morning and till the afternoon. It was not the time for you to come.


    But then I thought again, at least in the short term, Mr. Zhuang didn''t really want to see them.


    They came early, but they couldn''t see Mr. Zhuang, and they still couldn''t see him later. Since they couldn''t see him anyway, it doesn''t matter when they come to visit.


    When they entered the mountain in the early morning, they could still see the mountains covered with rays of rays, which was not a loss.


    Mo Hua occasionally meets them when she goes up the mountain, and sometimes she says hello and chats casually if she has enough time.


    Although the two are from aristocratic families and look arrogant, they are both quite easy to talk to.


    During the chat between Mo Hua and them, I learned that the two surnames were Bai and were older than Mo Hua. The handsome boy was named Bai Zisheng, and the girl who was as delicate as a porcelain doll was named Bai Zixi.


    The two are brothers and sisters. They came from afar and followed the orders of their elders in the family and studied the formation by Mr. Zhuang as their teacher.


    Bai Zisheng talks a lot, while Bai Zixi talks little.


    The two have similar appearances, but Bai Zixi is obviously better.


    And it looks a bit outrageous...


    When looking at the ink painting from a distance, you just feel it is pretty and exquisite. When you look at it closely, you will find that although Bai Zixi is young, her face is beautiful and fair and flawless on her face.


    Is this really a face that a human can grow...Mo Hua was shocked.


    As the saying goes, Nuwa creates humans with clay. Some people in this world obviously use soil, but some people are obviously not, at least Bai Zixi in front of them is not.


    When Nuwa created her, she probably had snow and moon, and her icy skin and jade bones.


    Mo Hua secretly glanced at Bai Zixi again and thought to himself:


    "As the saying goes, beauty is a disaster. Nuwa is not creating a human being, it is clearly creating a sin..."


    The woman who was covered with a veil with the Bai brother and sister, called Aunt Xue, should have been sent by the family to protect her.


    Aunt Xue’s realm of ink painting is not clear, but her cultivation is definitely not low. She has a hidden sense of oppression that ink painting has never felt from other monks.


    The monk with the highest level that Mo Hua has seen before is the old leader of the Tongxian Sect, who has the middle stage of foundation building. However, the old leader is kind and his old spiritual power is declining, so his sense of oppression is not as strong as Aunt Xue in front of him.


    "At least it should be the cultivation level of the foundation-building stage..."


    Ink painting secretly guessed.


    And if you can have a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage as a guard, the identities of this brother and sister are definitely extraordinary. The Bai family is probably also a prominent family outside the state. The ink painting didn''t ask what kind of big family it was.


    These families and clans are far from ink paintings.


    It is very difficult for a monk who is a casual cultivator to break through and become a foundation-building monk. The cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage have a very prominent status in this small Tongxian City.


    His cultivation in this life may not necessarily be higher than the guards around others.


    Mo Hua keeps his original intention in mind, concentrates on learning formations, and becomes a first-grade formation master, so that he can gain a foothold in the Taoist world in the future.


    The Bai brothers and sisters visit each morning, and Mr. Zhuang did not say anything. It seemed that he had agreed to this matter, but he still had no intention of seeing them.


    However, Mr. Zhuang seemed to be relieved and his daily routine became normal.


    Every day, I slept until the afternoon, then sat in the yard, put wine with beef or served with tea, and looked at the scenery in the mountains.


    Ink painting still learns formations, draws formations, meditates, and then draws formations. Then, if you have any doubts, go and ask Mr. Zhuang for advice. Mr. Rizhuang suddenly asked Mo to draw a formation called "Three Talent Formation".


    This formation contains six formation patterns. With the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting, it is endless, and the structure looks very special. The formation patterns are different from the Five Elements array that the ink paintings have been in contact with before.


    Mr. Zhuang only gave ink painting one day, and the next day he had to show him the formation painting, and he could draw as much as he could.


    During the day, Mo Hua devoted himself to studying the formation diagram of "Three Talents Formation" and tried to draw it several times. At night, he went back to practice on the residual monument of the sea of ??consciousness for a night.


    The next day, in front of Mr. Zhuang, he barely drew the formation intermittently, but because of insufficient spiritual consciousness, it was invalid to draw a few patterns of formations.


    Mr. Zhuang didn''t say anything. Seeing Mo Hua looked tired and his face was a little pale. Knowing that this was the result of excessive use of spiritual consciousness, he lit a fragrance. The light white smoke rose up, with a clear fragrance, which was refreshing.


    Mr. Zhuang said: "This is a calming fragrance, which can nourish the spiritual consciousness. You can meditate here and meditate. When the fragrance is burned, go back and rest early. Don''t draw formations today."


    "Thank you sir."


    Mo Hua thanked him, then meditated and meditated. As a result, his spiritual consciousness recovered faster. After about two cups of tea, the calming fragrance was burned all over, and Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye.


    After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang looked at the "Three Talents Array" painted by Mo Hua, frowned and thought, and did not speak for a long time.


    Old Kuang entered the door and asked, "Didn''t you draw well?"


    Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "It''s not a question of whether it''s good or not... I don''t have enough spiritual consciousness and time is in a hurry. This formation cannot be well drawn. There will be mistakes no matter what, just..."


    Mr. Zhuang frowned, "This child Mo Hua has learned too quickly."


    “What’s wrong with learning fast?”


    "Not fast, it''s too fast..."


    Mr. Zhuang launched the "Three Talents Formation" and said:


    "This "Three Talent Formation" and the Five Element Formation use completely different array pivots, and the array patterns are also different. I just handed him the formation diagram yesterday. He only took one day to learn it. If it weren''t for the lack of spiritual consciousness, he might have drawn this formation... "


    Mr. Zhuang''s eyes were slightly condensed, "The most strange thing is that in a day, with the spiritual sense of ink painting, this formation can be practiced at most three or four times, but now it is quite familiar with the brushwork of the "Three Talent Formation". I am afraid I have practiced it more than ten times."


    Old Puppet''s expression remained unchanged, but his tone became quiet: "You mean... Mo Hua has something to hide from you?"


    Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "I have never asked, so there is no question of hiding or not. But from this point of view, the child Mo Hua may have other opportunities."


    Old Kuo rolled his eyelids: "Who doesn''t have any chance for those who practice Taoism? You have fewer opportunities? Anything that thousands of creatures in the world can be born in the world is itself a great opportunity."


    Mr. Zhuang pondered when he heard this.


    Mr. Kuai said, "If you really care, just ask him."


    Mr. Zhuang was slightly stunned, "Ask him?"


    Old Kuo said impatiently: "You are a person who is very clear-minded, but in fact he has a lot of heart and always feels that others are like you and hide everything. I look good at Mo Hua, this kid, is not like you. He has eighteen tricks in his heart, and he is squinting when doing things."


    Mr. Zhuang lay on the chair and said calmly, "If I were really good at heart, I would not have fallen into the current land."


    "Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. You think you are smart and like to deal with people with a lot of heart. As a result, your heart is not as dirty as others, and you will naturally be plotted against. You are asking for this drink and pecking yourself, and no one else can blame you."


    Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, so I can only stay with someone who is heartless like you to be more purified."


    Old Puppet''s face was dull and he stopped talking.


    (This chapter ends)