Chapter 57: Practice


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but touched her face, lowered her head and looked at her clothes, then she said in confusion: "What are you looking at?"


    Bai Zisheng still couldn''t help but ask, "What you just drew...is the Three Talent Formation?"


    Mo Hua nodded.


    "What kind of three-talent formation is it?"


    “Are there many types of the three talent formations?”


    "I mean... is it the kind of three-tale formation that contains the six formation patterns?"


    "Yes, is there anything wrong?"


    Bai Zisheng''s eyes were slightly condensed, "Your cultivation is only three levels of Qi refining..."


    "so what?"


    Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other.


    After pondering for a while, Mo Hua suddenly said:


    "Is it a great thing to draw a formation containing six formation patterns in the third level of Qi Refining?"


    He originally thought that it was not difficult for a large family to draw more array patterns.


    Bai Zisheng was not convinced, "It''s not that unusual."


    "Then can you draw the three-talent formation when you refine Qi three levels?"


    Bai Zisheng didn''t want to answer, and hesitated for a while:


    "This, that... Although I can''t draw it, it''s because the clan''s men don''t allow it. Qi Refining Cultivator has weak spiritual consciousness. If he forcibly draws complex formations, he may damage the sea of ??consciousness due to excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness and will not be able to become a formation master in the future. You cannot destroy the foundation because of your greed for merit."


    "Oh," Mo Hua was half-believing and half-doubted.


    "However," Bai Zisheng said again, "Some monks in our clan are gifted and can draw seven or eight formation patterns at the third level of Qi refining. This book is not a rare thing."


    Mo Hua nodded. He knew that although his talent was good, it might not be anything in the world of Taoism where there was a genius.


    He still understands the truth that there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven.


    Bai Zisheng then patted Mo Hua''s shoulder again and comforted him:


    "Although it is not rare to draw six formation patterns on the third level of Qi refining, it is already very good. This kind of formation talent can be rated as average even in our clan. As long as you work hard, you will definitely achieve some success in formation in the future."


    Bai Zisheng said this, but Mo Hua felt relieved.


    His goal is not that big. He can become a first-class formation master, have the ability to make a living in the world of Taoism, and can also make his parents live a happier life. It is enough at present. Let’s talk about what’s going on later.


    Only Bai Zixi looked at Bai Zisheng silently.


    Bai Zisheng was inexplicably guilty, and then he looked at his nose and nose, and started practicing in a pretentious manner.


    Among Mr. Zhuang’s three registered disciples, the Bai brother and sister are twins, Bai Zisheng is elder brother and Bai Zixi is younger. The two are two or three years older than Mo Hua. Their cultivation is seventh level of Qi Refining and four levels higher than Mo Hua.


    This is because the children of aristocratic families pay attention to the foundation of their practice, pay attention to accumulating strength and not blindly seeking diligence.


    They must make steady progress step by step and lay a solid foundation before they can try to break through the realm, otherwise the cultivation level of the two will be much higher than they are now.


    In terms of formation level, Mo Hua felt that he could still catch up with the Bai brothers and sisters, but his cultivation level might not be able to catch up with it for the rest of his life.


    Therefore, the routine practice of ink painting takes about an hour to absorb a spirit stone and practice it with water grinding.


    Ink paintings with only middle and lower-grade spiritual roots can only be practiced boringly over time.


    Ink painting is not in a hurry, and it is impossible to be anxious at all, because it is useless to be anxious. The progress of practice is mostly determined by the spiritual roots, and there is no shortcut to take.


    This is the practice of the Sun Ink Painting, and suddenly I feel the numbness and swelling of the Qi Sea. I know that my Qi Sea is full, and I can consider breaking through the realm and becoming a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.


    In addition to surprise, Mo Hua suddenly realized that he had forgotten something important:


    He hasn''t chosen the exercises yet!


    Before, he planned to save enough spirit stones, so he chose a small five-element attribute in Tongxian Gate, which is economical and suitable, and does not consume too many spiritual objects in heaven and earth.


    But later, the head of Tongxian Sect was replaced, and Yan Xuexi withdrew from the sect. The outer sect did not teach formations, so Mo Hua simply dropped out of school.


    After being accepted as a registered disciple by Mr. Zhuang, Mo Hua was even more focused on learning the formation, so he delayed the matter of the exercises.


    The parents of ink painting have practiced martial arts, but the attributes of the martial arts they practice are somewhat different from those of ink painting, and they tend to be more physical, so they are not suitable for ink painting. There is no suitable way to learn martial arts outside the Immortal Sect.


    The best practice is to start practicing in the early stage of Qi refining. The fourth level of Qi refining can be seen at the ink painting. The practice can no longer be delayed.


    "Zisheng, when did you learn the martial arts?"


    In my spare time, Mo Hua asked Bai Zisheng in confusion. Bai Zisheng said dissatisfiedly, "I am older than you. If you want to call me Brother Bai or Senior Brother Bai, you can''t call me by my name directly, as this makes me look very lacking."


    "In a few days, my father and his men are back from hunting monsters, and I can show you what the monsters they hunted look like."


    "Take it seriously?" Bai Zisheng''s eyes lit up.


    “Take it seriously!”


    Bai Zisheng immediately said, "Zi Xi and I just learned the exercises. The earlier we learn the exercises, the better, and it is best to be a practice of the same lineage. Otherwise, the greater the difference between the exercises learned in different realms, the easier it is to get into the devil."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    Bai Zisheng suddenly thought of something and said in surprise: "You can''t have not learned the martial arts yet."


    Mo Hua shook his head and said, "No, it is not easy for a casual cultivator to choose a martial art."


    “No matter how difficult it is, you won’t even have any skills…”


    Mo Hua gave him a blank look, "Why don''t you eat minced meat?"


    "What''s the meaning?"


    "It means standing and talking without pain in your back."


    Bai Zisheng scratched his head and said, "It''s a pity that the martial arts in the family are not allowed to be circulated, otherwise I would give you a few rare good martial arts."


    Mo Hua said in confusion: "Isn''t the level of the exercises determined by the spiritual roots of the cultivator? The spiritual roots of the middle and lower grades can only learn the middle and lower grades of the exercises. Since they are middle and lower grades, what else can there be a difference between good and bad? It cannot be better than the top grades of the exercises."


    "You don''t know this. Some special skills will have some special effects. Some skills are faster to practice, some focus on body refining, and some skills are suitable for alchemy..."


    "Of course, the level of martial arts is still the most important. After all, the strength of a cultivator mainly depends on the amount of spiritual power. However, the spiritual roots are destined and cannot be changed, so there is nothing to say."


    Is it a rare skill with special effects?


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment, but still shook his head, "Even if there are scarce martial arts, I can''t practice it. If the martial arts are scarce, the spiritual objects required are naturally scarce. If I can''t get all these spiritual objects together in my life, wouldn''t I have no way to improve my cultivation for the rest of my life..."


    "That''s true. I forgot that you are a casual cultivator and can''t get all the rare spiritual objects of heaven and earth..." Bai Zisheng frowned and said, "How about you go and ask Mr. Zhuang?"


    Mo Hua thought about it and shook his head: "I can get Mr. Zhuang to teach the formation, which is already considered to have received great kindness from Mr. Zhuang. How can I be more and more capable of asking Mr. Zhuang to teach the formation?"


    Bai Zisheng nodded and said, "Okay, you have backbone! Only in this way can you be my brother Bai Zisheng."


    Mo Hua corrected: "I am not your little brother."


    Bai Zisheng said: "Why isn''t it? I''m older than you. You want to call me elder brother. Zixi, do you think so?"


    Bai Zisheng said and looked at Bai Zixi. Bai Zixi lowered her head and read a book on her own, ignoring him.


    "Zixi is older than you, you even want to call Sister Zixi." Bai Zisheng said again.


    Bai Zixi was slightly stunned, her dark eyelashes gently raised and her eyes were slightly brighter.


    Mo Hua snorted coldly, "You think beautifully."


    "I''m not happy to be my younger brother." Bai Zisheng raised his head.


    "Who cares, I won''t take you to see the monsters."


    "Okay," Bai Zisheng said angrily, "You don''t keep your word. How can you go back on your word after you have made it?"


    The two of them quarreled for a while, and Bai Zisheng agreed not to let Mo Hua call him his elder brother anymore. Mo Hua also promised to take him to see the monsters in the mid-time, and the two gave up.


    Several people practiced and read books until the evening, when they parted, Bai Zisheng asked again, "What should I do with your martial arts?"


    "Well..." Mo Hua said in contemplation, "I''ll go back and ask my parents. Anyway, I want to be a formation master. The formation master relies on spiritual consciousness and not too much on spiritual power. Just have a dodgy skill."


    "How can I make do with it? We are all Mr. Zhuang''s apprentices. Your cultivation is too poor. Wouldn''t I seem to be embarrassed?"


    Bai Zisheng said angrily, "I''ll go back and look for it to see if there are any martial arts that are suitable for you and are not strictly regulated within the clan. You can just learn it secretly at that time."


    After saying that, he went back with Bai Zixi.


    Mo Hua shook her head helplessly, but when she noticed Bai Zisheng''s kindness, she felt warm. He packed up his things and went home too.


    At this time, Mr. Zhuang, who was resting in the bamboo room, opened his eyes, his fair and slender knuckles lightly lit the armrests of the bamboo chair, and murmured:


    “What’s the exercise…”


    (This chapter ends)