Chapter 364 Waves
After recuperating from Mo Hua for a few days, I felt that nothing was wrong, so I went to visit Mr. Zhuang.
Mr. Zhuang is leaving.
Ink painting was thinking before, to learn the spiritual sense and then give Mr. Zhuang a surprise.
Now it seems that this "surprise" may be a bit too big...
But Mr. Zhuang didn''t seem to care, and he didn''t even ask.
Mo Hua asked with some confusion:
"Sir, don''t you ask what happened?"
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and shook his head slightly:
"I know, I know if you don''t say it, I don''t know it, you don''t have to tell me, and at the same time, don''t tell anyone, don''t let anyone know."
Mo Hua was slightly stunned and nodded.
Mr. Zhuang reminded him again:
"The spiritual consciousness calculation can be used, but be low-key and don''t let people see it. If it is seen, find a way to cover it up..."
"As for the formation collapse, don''t use it from now on!"
Mr. Zhuang''s tone is quite solemn.
Mo Hua hesitated a little and whispered:
"What if... you have to force me to do it?"
After all, he doesn''t know what dangers he will encounter in the future. In the event of a disaster, he can''t sit still and wait for death.
"If you have to use it..." Mr. Zhuang said lightly, "Then make sure that no living person knows after using it."
Mo Hua felt a stern and nodded again.
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and his expression was gentle:
"These things are not something you should learn in this state. Once people know it, they will inevitably attract people to covet them and cause trouble."
Especially the formation collapses.
This kind of inheritance is the top secret among the top secrets.
Mr. Zhuang sighed.
He taught Mo Hua''s spiritual sense to calculate, just to let him first see the way and make it easier to understand the formation, but unexpectedly, he even collapsed the entire formation...
This was something he never expected.
The formation collapsed...
Even if you think about it now, Mr. Zhuang still feels a little palpitations.
Mr. Zhuang knew that ink painting must have some special opportunities, and he had noticed them a long time ago, and this opportunity may be even greater than he thought.
But Mr. Zhuang doesn’t want to go into it.
Every monk has his own destiny, not to mention that this young monk with destiny is his disciple.
Mr. Zhuang wants to keep the secret for ink paintings.
The best way to keep a secret is to not know the secret.
Human spiritual consciousness is illusory and elusive.
But no matter how false the spiritual consciousness is, there are always traces to follow.
As long as you know, you will inevitably be peeked out.
So the best way is to know nothing from the beginning.
There is nothing originally, where can dust be caused?
Mo Hua originally wanted to tell Mr. Zhuang about the thunder and formation patterns, but since Mr. Zhuang said that, it is better not to say it out now.
Mo Hua remembered another thing and asked:
"Sir, are you going to leave..."
After all, the big formation has learned it myself, and the matter of Feng Xu has been solved. It seems that Mr. Zhuang has no reason to stay...
Moreover, Mr. Zhuang''s breath is getting worse every day.
Although on the surface, his appearance and demeanor are still the same as before, and there is no change.
But Mo Hua was meticulous and had been with Mr. Zhuang for a long time, and could vaguely detect that Mr. Zhuang''s breath seemed to be gradually fading.
This is a wonderful feeling.
It seems that Mr. Zhuang''s existence itself is gradually dissipating.
Mr. Zhuang sighed slightly, "Yes."
"Then will I see you again in the future?"
Ink painting is a little lost.
Mr. Zhuang saw the reluctance in Mo Hua''s eyes, and seemed to have made up his mind, with a gentle tone, but said firmly:
“Can meet…”
…
After Mo Hua left, the old figure of Puppet appeared and looked at Mr. Zhuang and frowned:
"Don''t do extra things."
"What is redundant things?"
Old Kuang said unhappily, "You know it well, do you still need me to say it?"
Mr. Zhuang was silent, and his eyes lit up after a moment, and he said:
"I want to... collect ink paintings and pass them on to my personal disciples."
Old Kuai Xin thought that this was true, and his tone was even worse:
"You want to die yourself, don''t drag this child down. His family background is small and cannot involve such a big cause and effect."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "No, he has great luck!"
Puppet old frowned.
Mr. Zhuang recalled a scene from Daheishan and said:
"The formation collapses and is born, and the catastrophe thunder will not die. This is great luck!"
Mr. Kuang said angrily: "He calculated the fortune of the bullshit. The life gate himself. The thunder would not have killed him. These things have their own causes and effects and have nothing to do with the illusory fortune."
It’s okay to deceive the monks who don’t know about luck, but it’s a bit far-fetched to deceive the old Puppet.
Seeing that Mr. Zhuang could not fool the old man, he said:
"That''s not considered lucky, but at least he has the heart of Tao. Although he is young, his heart of Tao is grand and firm."
Pu Lao did not refute this point, but just sighed and asked:
"Have you really thought about it?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.
"There is no good cause and effect on you." Mr. Kuang reminded him.
It’s not that there is no good cause and effect, but... it’s all evil causes and consequences...
Mr. Zhuang felt bitter in his heart, sighed slightly, and then his eyes said with a long distance:
"So you have to think of a way... to prevent him from getting involved in these causes and effects."
…
Under the big locust tree, Mo Hua was sharing something with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
The three of them were filled with exquisite pastries, snacks, meat and wine of all kinds of flavors. These are all done by Liu Ruhua, who felt sorry for the ink paintings and personally did it for him.
Mo Hua couldn''t finish it alone, so he gave some to Dahu and the others, and used the rest to invite Zisheng and Zixi to eat together.
After all, Mr. Zhuang is about to leave, and the three registered disciples are about to part.
After being together for so long, I still feel reluctant to let go of Mo Hua.
Bai Zisheng was having a lot of fun eating, and suddenly remembered something and asked Mo Hua:
"If you are injured, will Aunt Liu make delicious food for you?"
Mo Hua nodded, "Of course."
Bai Zisheng was a little envious, and Bai Zixi''s eyes also showed a hint of envy.
Mo Hua said in confusion: "Your mother can''t make something for you to eat?"
Bai Zisheng sighed, "I''m so old, let alone eating, even a glass of water, my mother has never cooked it for me to drink..."
Mo Hua was a little curious, "What is your mother like?"
He rarely listens to Bai Zisheng mentioning his mother''s affairs.
"Very pretty!" Bai Zisheng said, and then muttered, "It''s just cold and I have strict requirements on Zixi and I."
Mo Hua nodded silently.
Zisheng and Zixi are both very beautiful, and their mother is naturally very beautiful.
Moreover, the two have excellent talent and qualifications, and are from a family, so the requirements are strictly understandable...
But why is his attitude cold?
Generally speaking, if you have such children, parents, you may be afraid that they will melt if you hold them in your palms. If you are too happy, how can you be cold?
Mo Hua couldn''t figure it out and asked again: "What about your father?"
This sentence seemed to poke Bai Zisheng''s pain point. His face changed, and then he said coldly: "I don''t have a father!"
Mo Hua nodded, "If you don''t have a father, you won''t have a father."
Bai Zisheng was stunned and asked instead: "How can a person have no father?"
"Didn''t you say you don''t have a father?"
"This is an angry conversation!"
"What is the fact?" Mo Hua said curiously.
Bai Zisheng sighed, "I don''t know who my father is, nor do I say anything about my mother. The rest of the family are all secretive."
"I guess he is either dead or his identity is shameful..."
"The affairs of your aristocratic family are really complicated..."
Bai Zisheng sighed and said enviously: "It''s better for you."
Ink painting doesn’t quite understand, “Where’s the best place?”
Bai Zisheng shook his head, "It''s nothing."
Bai Zixi also looked at Mo Hua silently, without saying a word, but in her autumn-like eyes, her envy became even stronger.
After that, the three of them gave up their minds, ate and drank enough, and practiced their homework for a while, and then went home.
…
Life in Tongxian City was as stable as water, but the Tianshu Pavilion of the Daoting caused trouble.
The old man in the Tianshu Pavilion was also the old man in the Tianshu Pavilion. At this time, he was holding a jade slip in his hand, looking at the contents on it, his eyebrows condensed into the character "chuan".
The jade slip is the follow-up to the evil of Tongxian City:
North of Lizhou, the second-rank Heishan Prefecture borders, and Tongxian City.
A demon was born and became a great demon, named Feng Feng.
Appendix: Local monks built the Five Elements Demon Destroying Array (Note: First-grade Eleven Patterns), and the formation collapsed, attracting the Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder, and Feng Shi died...
The old master can understand every word, but he can''t understand it even if he is connected.
How can we build the Five Elements Demon Demon Array?
How could this formation be so easy to build? It was built just by saying that it was built?
Who built it for them? Who is the main formation master?
"The formation collapsed"...
Why did the formation collapse again?
Is this something that ordinary formation masters can do?
What''s more, it''s the disintegration of a whole formation... Can this be the method of an ordinary formation master?
"The Thunder of Heavenly Dao" is not to mention.
Who triggered this catastrophe? What do you want to erase?
"Feng Xu died", the most surprising thing, but now it is the least surprising...
Under the limitations of the laws of heaven, it is basically unlikely to kill Taoist evil. Even if it can be killed, it is still the state boundary where some aristocratic families are located.
It is incredible that small fairy cities like Tongxian City can work together to kill Daoxian...
But in the face of "building a large array", "disintegration of a large array", and "inducing thunder", Feng Xu''s death seemed to be natural...
This jade slip is concise and concise.
The old master of the Pavilion had previously asked Tianshu Pavilion to be as simple as possible and not to speak nonsense.
But now, he thought the document was too concise, which made him a little confused...
The old man couldn''t help but sigh.
"A seal...what is it to do such an exaggeration..."
Just listening makes people sweat.
Especially the thunder of the catastrophe, even at their level, they will change their expression when they hear it. They will die when they touch it, and they wish they can avoid it.
It''s too much to trigger the thunder of thunder...
The old man shook his head slightly, frowned and pondered. After thinking about it, there was only one explanation:
The boy named Zhuang took action.
Otherwise, who can build a large array and who can disintegrate the large array?
I just don’t know if he died after igniting the thunder, or whether he died or a puppet…
The old man immediately felt confused.
When did the boy surnamed Zhuang become so enthusiastic?
It is just a small fairy city.
There are no tens of millions in a small fairy city like the cultivation world, but there are millions. Why is he so concerned about it?
Could it be that there is any reason why I don’t know?
The old master looked through the jade slip again, and at the end of the jade slip, he saw a line of small words:
"Feeding flesh and blood, Dao''s heart planted demons, suspected that the Taoist Taoist was at work..."
The old man took a breath of cold air, looked up at the distance, his eyes slightly condensed, and he murmured in a low voice:
“It’s troublesome…”
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(This chapter ends)