Chapter 124 Interview (second update)
Mo Shan was slightly stunned.
"I also want to accompany Hua''er to see him marry and have children and have children and grandchildren..." Liu Ruhua showed her longing, "But who can tell the future exactly?"
Mo Shan comforted his wife, "You don''t have to worry."
Liu Ruhua shook her head, "I''m not worried. I know you are worried that Hua''er will encounter danger, but how can a monk not be in danger in his life?"
Mo Shan thought for a while and couldn''t help but nod.
Even if a monk''s life is smooth, he will inevitably encounter several setbacks and dangers. What''s more, these wandering cultivators who are already ups and downs are trying their best to live.
Liu Ruhua continued: "As the saying goes, parents love their children, and they have far-reaching plans. We are just qi-refining monks. If we cannot prevent them from being in danger, we can only let them learn to face danger."
Mo Shan was silent. He stroked his wife''s long hair and looked relieved.
"You are right. The practice of Taoism is long and we can''t take care of him for the rest of our lives. We can only teach him to take good care of ourselves."
The next evening, Mo Shan called Mo Hua to the courtyard and said:
"How are you practicing your body skills?"
Mo Hua thought his father was going to blame him, but he was stunned when he heard this and said:
“I’ve learned almost all.”
Mo Shan nodded, "I''ll give it a try."
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, "Okay!"
He also wanted to know whether his father, who had a late stage of Qi Refining, could break his own steps.
Mo Hua walked ten feet away, turned around and stood still, his eyes slightly focused on Mo Shan, and said:
"Dad, I''m ready."
"Okay, you''re careful."
As soon as Mo Shan finished speaking, a afterimage pulled out of his body and rushed towards him.
So fast!
Mo Hua was shocked, let go of his spiritual consciousness, activates his spiritual power, and floats backwards.
The ink painting retreated halfway, and his father disappeared from his eyes. Suddenly, he felt a faint sense of oppression behind him. He felt a trembling heart, his body turned slightly, and then floated to the left.
Mo Shan, who appeared behind Mo Hua, grabbed Huo with a hint of surprise. He turned his body and continued to explore Mo Hua with his right hand.
Ink painting has a solemn expression.
Mo Shan''s speed is too fast, and he has been fighting with monsters all year round, with rich experience, and his body is sometimes real and sometimes empty. Mo Shan''s figure is almost impossible to sense in Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness.
And when he sensed it, Mo Shan was often by his side.
Moshan’s spiritual consciousness is not much stronger than ink painting. Ink painting cannot sense it, purely because Moshan’s body is too fast, and his behavior is decisive and deceptive, making Ink painting unable to judge.
Mo Hua couldn''t help but sigh that his combat experience was still far from it.
The two fought for several more rounds, and Mo Hua hid in a mess, dwarfed, but she was still barely supporting her.
With several rounds of pursuit, Mo Shan''s figure in Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness finally became clearer and easier to identify.
The dodging of ink paintings has gradually become a pattern.
Moshan will attack the east and west, attacking the unpreparedness, and ink paintings will also learn to combine the virtual and the real, and unexpectedly.
The more we fight, the more calm Mo Hua''s body movements are.
Just as Mo Hua''s body technique was getting better, Mo Shan suddenly grabbed it without a trace and picked it up with his collar.
Mo Hua was stunned, "Dad, you can catch me even this!"
Mo Shan snorted, "You need to practice your body more."
Having said that, Mo Shan was still shocked.
Mo Hua''s body skills are far stronger than he expected!
Even monks of the same level as him may not be able to escape this pursuit.
The ink painting not only avoided it, but also seemed at ease. In addition to being a little panicked at the beginning, the more calm he went to the back, the more he was, with elegant steps and well-founded advance and retreat, which was comparable to some experienced demon hunters.
Moreover, this body technique is invisible and there is no trace of where to exert force, how to borrow force, and how to exert force.
It is impossible to judge based on the general physical practice moves.
Mo Shan did not see through this body technique. He just relied on his years of life-and-death struggle and his familiarity with his son. He guessed that Mo Hua would appear there and he was confused casually.
If it weren''t for this, I''m afraid I''d have to deal with it for dozens of rounds. Only when Mo Hua loses strength and reveals his flaws can he catch him. Mo Shan’s heart was ups and downs.
Mo Hua has only been refining the fifth level of Qi...
Mo Hua saw his father standing there, his expression calm, no joy or anger, but he seemed to be distracted, so he asked, "Dad?"
Mo Shan came to his senses, looked at Mo Hua, thought for a while and said:
"Your body is OK, but you still need to practice more and don''t slack off!"
"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.
But thinking about this as a compliment, I was a little happy.
"Dad, have you learned body skills too?" Mo Hua asked again.
Mo Shan shook his head, "I''m not a big body technique. I''m just fighting with monsters, in order not to get hurt, I learned a little, and then I learned some of the body techniques of others, and made up of them."
"Is it a purely practical body technique?" Mo Hua was in awe.
“That’s fine.”
The eyes of the ink painting are glowing, "Can you teach me?"
Mo Shan hesitated and said, "Didn''t you learn body skills? Don''t learn miscellaneous things anymore, be proficient in one."
"I''ll learn from it..." Mo Hua said.
Mo Shan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."
Moshan showed Mohua several basic steps and movements.
Some movements are similar to those of the sequel, but they are slightly different. Some are just seemingly simple steps of progress and retreat, and some are fragmentary moves of other body movements. In the end, these are mixed together and become a simple and sharp body movement.
It looks like it was pieced together from east to west, but the ink painting did not despise it at all.
This is the most threatening set of body techniques for him at present, and he can''t think of how to deal with it.
Simple, efficient, without extra movements, pay attention to adapting to changes, and use no moves to be better than moves.
It can be said that it is all flaws, but as long as it is used well, it can be said that there is no flaw.
If these steps are crushed and mixed into the water steps, will the water steps be even more powerful?
Ink painting was refreshed and earnest, and wrote down all these moves, preparing to find time to practice more.
Mo Shan thought of the body technique used in Mo Hua just now, and still felt incredible and asked:
"Is your body... taught by Zhang Diansi?"
"Uncle Zhang doesn''t let me say it."
"Yeah." Mo Shan nodded, and couldn''t help thinking, aren''t you just talking about it anymore...
"Dad, are you not angry anymore?" Mo Hua whispered.
Mo Shan glared at him, "Do you still know I''m going to be angry?"
Mo Hua laughed.
"Get up early tomorrow morning." Mo Shan said.
"Tomorrow morning?" Mo Hua was stunned.
Mo Shan stopped saying anything and turned around and left.
The next day at Mao, Mo Hua got up and came to the yard. He saw his father Mo Shan standing there early.
"Your mother has cooked breakfast, you can eat something first." Mo Shan said.
After the father and son finished eating, Mo Shan took Mo Hua out of the house.
The two walked through the street in the early morning, walked out of the gate of Tongxian City, and stepped onto the mountain road outside the city.
"Dad, where are we going?"
Mo Hua couldn''t help asking.
Mo Shan was silent for a moment and said, "I will take you into Daheishan!"
(This chapter ends)