Chapter 74 Tianyan Jue


    When Mo Hua found Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang was taking a leisurely nap.


    Mo Hua opened the food box, which contained various beef, some refreshing vegetables, and fruits that were convenient for wine. The aroma of meat and wine slowly spread out.


    Mr. Zhuang opened his eyes and said, "The fourth level of Qi refining is good."


    Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thanks to the teacher."


    Mr. Zhuang waved his hand, then sat up slowly, took a sip of wine, tasted the meat, and then lay back leisurely.


    “How have you learned the formation?”


    "I''m already trying to draw the formation with seven array patterns. The spiritual consciousness should be enough, but the formation needs to be practiced for a while."


    Mr. Zhuang''s expression did not change, but his chewing movements were slower, and he murmured in his heart: "There are seven formation patterns in Qi refining..."


    "Sir, do I still learn the formation as before?" Mo Hua hesitated for a while and asked.


    "However, do you have any doubts?"


    Mo Hua shook her head, "If you learn what you have learned, draw formations on different array media, and at the same time exert the effectiveness of the formation, you can indeed deepen your understanding of formation..."


    "Then just keep doing it." Mr. Zhuang said, "It''s hard to be a first-class or even higher-class formation master, and it''s simple and simple. As long as you insist on drawing the formation, keep drawing, keep drawing... it''s just that few people can really stick to it."


    Mr. Zhuang is a bit meaningful.


    Mo Hua felt relieved and was about to say goodbye, Mr. Zhuang suddenly asked:


    "Have you changed your Tianyan Jue?"


    "Well, my spiritual power has become stronger."


    "When you break through the realm, your spiritual power will become stronger and has nothing to do with your skills." Mr. Zhuang said.


    "Then...my spiritual consciousness has also become stronger."


    "When you break through the realm, your spiritual consciousness will also become stronger, and it has nothing to do with your skills."


    "I feel that the spiritual consciousness controls spiritual power more sensitively..." Mo Hua suddenly became a little uncertain in the middle of speaking, "Is this nothing to do with the martial arts?"


    For a moment, Mo Hua felt that Mr. Zhuang''s gaze seemed to be a little sharper. When he looked at it again, it seemed that there was no change. The moment just now was just an illusion.


    "Draw a formation and show me." Mr. Zhuang said in a calm tone.


    "Oh," Mo Hua took out the paper and asked with a pen, "Sir, what kind of formation is drawn?"


    "Draw a three-talent formation."


    "yes."


    The Sancai Fork Painting was only drawn not long ago, and I remember it is quite familiar, so I finished it once. Mo Hua felt quite satisfied, but when he looked at Mr. Zhuang, he found that Mr. Zhuang''s attention seemed not to be on the formation.


    "Sir, is there something wrong?"


    Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and said, "Your speed of drawing formations has become faster."


    "When you break through the realm, won''t the drawing formation become faster?" Mo Hua asked.


    "No!" Mr. Zhuang made a decisive move.


    "The strength of the spiritual consciousness determines whether you are qualified to learn the formation, and your understanding of the formation determines whether you can draw the formation. The proficiency of the formation determines the speed of your drawing. After you reach a certain level of proficiency, the only thing that can affect the speed of the drawing formation is the control power of the spiritual consciousness."


    "The control of the spiritual consciousness?"


    "Yes," said Mr. Zhuang, "In the methods of practicing magic, magic, and painting array, the control power of the spiritual consciousness is very important. Your cultivation is low now and you have not yet touched it, and you will understand it in the future."


    Mo Hua was full of expectations: "Then is my martial arts... quite powerful?"


    Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua and hesitated for a moment:


    "The world of cultivation is so great that there are all kinds of wonders. Some exercises are effective enough to change fate, which makes people unthinkable. You can only say that this is OK, at least it is better than ordinary exercises."


    Pu Lao, who had been standing in the corner without any sense of existence, silently rolled his eyes to Mr. Zhuang. But ink painting is already very happy. It is already very good for ink painting to be said by the knowledgeable Mr. Zhuang.


    Mr. Zhuang continued: "Although that''s the case, you must understand the principle of being aware of others. It is best not to tell others about things related to your own practice. If others find the special features of your skills, they will definitely try to **** them and will not take into account your life and death."


    "Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.


    Although he has not encountered the story of killing people and catching treasures or killing people and catching inheritance, he has seen it many times in the story, so he has a deep understanding.


    The rafters will rot when they come out, and the pigs will be slaughtered when they grow fat.


    "Then if someone asks you why you have a keen sense of mind, what do you say?" Mr. Zhuang took the exam for ink painting.


    "Well... or do I... have a unique talent?" Mo Hua said hesitantly.


    Mr. Zhuang looks like a child is teachable.


    "Will someone be beaten like this?" Mo Hua was a little inaccurate.


    "When you say this, you can be more humble. Even if you are beaten, it is better than being caught by others, tortured and then killed." Mr. Zhuang was good at tempting.


    Ink paintings feel very reasonable, but it is true that Mr. Zhuang is knowledgeable.


    After talking about the martial arts, Mo Hua suddenly remembered something: "Sir, what is the restoration of the formation?"


    "Have you seen the resumption of the battle?"


    "Well, Mr. Feng''s alchemy furnace in Xinglin Pavilion uses the wood and fire control spiritual array, which is a rehabilitation array."


    "Returning the formation, this is troublesome..."


    Mr. Zhuang thought to himself, and waved to the corner.


    Mo Hua then realized that Mr. Kuang had been standing in the corner, but he had never revealed any breath, so he had never noticed it.


    Old Kuang retreated behind the bookshelf, and soon came out with a thick book and handed the book to Mo Hua.


    The ink painting was taken, and the title page of the book reads the four words "The First Interpretation of the Restoration of the Formation".


    "This book records the relevant knowledge of re-arraying. There are several basic re-arraying pictures in the explanation. You can read it and expand your horizons, but don''t spend too much energy. It''s too early for you to learn this now."


    Mo Hua was very happy. He was originally embarrassed to disturb Mr. Zhuang''s rest. Now you can read books first, and then ask Bai Zixi or Bai Zisheng for questions. If you don’t understand, come and ask Mr. Zhuang for advice. It will be twice the result with half the effort and will not disturb Mr. Zhuang too much. After all, Mr. Zhuang doesn’t have many hobbies, he just eats and sleeps.


    "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang!"


    Mo Hua remembered Puppet Old again, looked around and found that Puppet Old was missing again. After looking around again, I realized that Mr. Puppet was actually right next to him.


    It seems that when the Pu always wants you to see him, you can see him, and when you don’t want you to see him, you can’t see him.


    It may be an illusion, of course it may be just that the aura of old Puppet was hidden too well.


    Mo Hua handed a storage bag to Kuang Lao, and the storage bag contained about seven or eight boxes of pine nuts, all of which were specially fried by Mo Hua''s mother.


    Puppet took the storage bag, a hint of pleasure appeared in his eyes...


    Although the expression of Pu Lao looked like he did not change at all, Mo Hua felt that his mood at this time should be considered happy.


    "Sir, I won''t disturb you from enlightenment."


    Mo Hua bowed and then happily stepped down.


    Mr. Zhuang sighed, "What a worry-free boy!"


    Then I ate another bite of meat, took a sip of wine, and lay down leisurely.


    (This chapter ends)