Chapter 364 Waves

Mo Hua recuperated for a few days and felt that there was nothing serious, so he went to visit Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang was leaving.

Mo Hua had thought before that he would learn the Divine Sense Calculation well and then give Mr. Zhuang a surprise.

Now it seems that this "surprise" may be a little too big...

But Mr. Zhuang didn't seem to care, and didn't even ask.

Mo Hua was a little confused and asked:

"Sir, don't you ask what happened?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Mo Hua and shook his head slightly:

"I know what I know even if you don't tell me. You don't have to tell me what I don't know, and don't tell anyone at the same time. Don't let anyone know."

Mo Hua was slightly startled and nodded.

Mr. Zhuang reminded him again:

"You can use the Divine Sense Calculation, but be low-key and don't let people see it. If you are seen, find a way to cover it up..."

"As for the collapse of the formation, never use it from now on!"

Mr. Zhuang's tone was quite serious.

Mo Hua hesitated a little, and whispered:

"What if... we have to use it?"

After all, he didn't know what dangers he would encounter in the future. If a disaster came, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

"If it is necessary..." Mr. Zhuang said lightly, "then make sure that no one knows after using it."

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he nodded again.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua, his expression eased:

"These things are not what you should learn at this level. Once people know about it, they will inevitably covet it and bring trouble to you."

Especially the collapse of the formation.

This kind of inheritance is the most secret among the secrets.

Mr. Zhuang sighed.

I taught Mo Hua the spiritual sense to deduce, just to let him get a glimpse of the way, so that he can understand the formation, but I didn't expect that he even collapsed the entire formation...

This is really what he never expected.

The great formation collapsed...

Even now when he thinks about it, Mr. Zhuang still feels a little palpitation.

Mr. Zhuang knows that Mo Hua must have some special opportunity, and he has already noticed it, and this opportunity may be greater than he thought.

But Mr. Zhuang does not want to delve into it.

Every cultivator has his own destiny, not to mention that this little cultivator with destiny is his disciple.

Mr. Zhuang wants to keep a secret for Mo Hua.

And the best way to keep a secret is to not know the secret yourself.

People's spiritual consciousness is illusory and elusive.

But no matter how illusory the spiritual consciousness is, there are always traces to follow.

As long as you know, people will inevitably find out the clues.

So the best way is to know nothing from the beginning.

Originally there is nothing, so where can dust be raised.

Mo Hua originally wanted to tell Mr. Zhuang about the robbery thunder and the formation pattern, but since Mr. Zhuang said so, it is better not to say it now.

Mo Hua thought of something again and asked:

"Sir, are you leaving soon..."

After all, he had learned the formation and solved Feng Xi's problem. It seemed that Mr. Zhuang had no reason to stay...

And Mr. Zhuang's aura was getting worse day by day.

Although on the surface, his appearance and demeanor were still the same as before, without any change.

But Mo Hua was thoughtful and had been with Mr. Zhuang for a long time. He could vaguely sense that Mr. Zhuang's aura seemed to be gradually fading.

This was a wonderful feeling.

It was as if Mr. Zhuang's existence itself was gradually dissipating.

Mr. Zhuang sighed slightly, "Yes."

"Will I be able to see you again in the future?"

Mo Hua said a little disappointedly.

Mr. Zhuang saw the reluctance in Mo Hua's eyes, and seemed to have made up his mind. He said in a gentle but firm tone:

"We can meet..."

...

After Mo Hua left, the figure of Old Kui appeared, frowning at Mr. Zhuang and said:

"Don't do unnecessary things."

"What do you mean by unnecessary things?"

Old Kui said unhappily, "You know it well, do I need to tell you?"

Mr. Zhuang was silent, and after a moment, his eyes brightened slightly, and he said:

"I want to... accept Mo Hua as my personal disciple."

Old Kui thought to himself that it was true, and his tone became even more unfriendly:

"If you want to die, don't drag this child down. His family background is humble, and he can't be involved in such a big cause and effect."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "No, he has great luck!"

Old Kui frowned.

Mr. Zhuang recalled the scene at the Great Black Mountain and said:

"The formation collapsed and he was born, and he was not killed by the thunderbolt. This is great luck!"

Old Kui said angrily: "Bullshit great luck, he calculated the way out by himself, and the thunderbolt would not kill him. These things have their own cause and effect, and have nothing to do with the illusory luck."

Luck is something that can deceive uninformed cultivators, but it is a bit far-fetched to deceive Old Kui.

Mr. Zhuang saw that he could not fool Old Kui, so he said:

"That doesn't count as luck, but at least he has a heart of Tao. Although he is young, his heart of Tao is grand and resolute."

Old Kui did not refute this, but just sighed and asked:

"Have you really thought it through?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly.

"There is no good karma in you." Old Kui reminded him.

It's not that there is no good karma, but... it's all evil karma...

Mr. Zhuang felt bitter and sighed slightly, then looked far away and said:

"So we have to think of a way... to keep him away from these karmas."

...

Under the big locust tree, Mo Hua was sharing food with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.

In front of the three of them were exquisite cakes, snacks, meats of various flavors and fermented rice wine.

These were made by Liu Ruhua for Mo Hua because she felt sorry for him.

Mo Hua couldn't finish it all by himself, so he gave some to Da Hu and the others, and invited Zisheng and Zixi to eat the rest together.

After all, Mr. Zhuang was leaving soon, and the three of them, the registered disciples, would soon be separated.

After being together for so long, Mo Hua was still reluctant to leave.

Bai Zisheng was enjoying his meal, and suddenly he remembered something and asked Mo Hua:

"If you get hurt, will Aunt Liu cook something delicious for you?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Of course."

Bai Zisheng was a little envious, and Bai Zixi's eyes also showed a trace of envy.

Mo Hua asked in confusion: "Doesn't your mother know how to cook for you?"

Bai Zisheng sighed, "I have grown up so big, let alone food, even a glass of water, my mother has never cooked for me to drink..."

Mo Hua was a little curious, "What is your mother like?"

He rarely heard Bai Zisheng mention his mother.

"Very beautiful!" Bai Zisheng said, and then muttered, "But she is cold, and she is very strict with me and Zixi."

Mo Hua nodded silently.

Zisheng and Zixi are both very good-looking, so their mother is naturally very beautiful.

And the two of them have excellent talents and are from aristocratic families, so it is understandable that they are strict...

But why is her attitude so cold?

Generally speaking, if there are children like this, parents would be afraid that their children would melt in their hands. They would be so happy that they would not have time to be cold to them...

Mo Hua couldn't figure it out, and asked again: "What about your father?"

This seemed to touch Bai Zisheng's sore spot. His face changed, and then he said coldly: "I don't have a father!"

Mo Hua nodded, "If you don't have a father, then you don't have a father."

Bai Zisheng was stunned, and asked: "How can a person not have a father?"

"Didn't you say you don't have a father?"

"That was just a temper tantrum!"

"What is the truth?" Mo Hua asked curiously.

Bai Zisheng sighed, "I don't know who my father is. My mother won't tell me. Other people in the family are also very secretive."

"I guess he is either dead or his identity is not public..."

"The affairs of your family are really complicated..."

Bai Zisheng sighed and said enviously, "You are still the best."

Mo Hua didn't quite understand, "What's good about it?"

Bai Zisheng shook his head, "Nothing."

Bai Zixi also looked at Mo Hua silently, without saying a word, but the envy in his autumn water-like eyes became stronger.

After that, the three of them put their minds at ease, ate and drank enough, practiced their lessons for a while, and then went home.

...

The days in Tongxian City were as stable as water, but the Tianshu Pavilion of Daoting caused waves.

The old man in the high pavilion of Tianshu Pavilion, who was also the elder of Tianshu Pavilion, was holding a jade slip in his hand at this time. Looking at the content on it, his brows gathered into the shape of the word "chuan".

The jade slips contain the sequel of the Dao Nie in Tongxian City:

North of Lizhou, in the boundary of the second-grade Black Mountain State, there is Tongxian City.

A Dao Nie was born in the form of a great demon named Feng Xi.

Appendix: Local cultivators built a Five Elements Demon-Slaying Array (Note: First-grade eleven patterns), which later collapsed, attracted the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, and Feng Xi died...

Every word of the elder can be understood, but when put together, it is not clear.

How can the Five Elements Demon-Slaying Array be built?

Is this array so easy to build? It was built just by saying it?

Who built it for them? Who is the main array master?

"The array collapsed"...

Why did the array collapse again?

Is collapse something that ordinary array masters can do?

What's more, it is the collapse of an entire array... Can this be the means of ordinary array masters?

"Heavenly Tribulation Thunder", let alone.

Who triggered this Tribulation Thunder? What else do you want to wipe out?

"Feng Xi's death", which was originally the most surprising thing, is now the least surprising...

Under the restrictions of the laws of heaven, it is basically impossible to kill Dao Xie. Even if you can kill him, it is in the states where some aristocratic families are located.

It is incredible that a small fairy city like Tongxian City can work together to kill Dao Xie...

But in the face of "building a large formation", "the formation collapsed", and "inducing thunder", Feng Xi's death seems to be a matter of course...

This jade slip is concise and to the point.

The old man had asked the documents of Tianshu Pavilion to be as concise as possible and not to say nonsense.

But now, he felt that the documents were too concise, which made him a little confused...

The old man couldn't help but sigh.

"A Fengxi... Why is it so exaggerated..."

Just listening to it makes people sweat.

Especially the thunderbolt, even at their level, they are afraid of it, and they want to avoid it.

Triggering the thunderbolt, it's too much...

The old man shook his head slightly, frowned and thought, thinking about it, there is only one explanation:

The kid surnamed Zhuang took action.

Otherwise, who can build a big formation, who can make the big formation collapse?

I don't know if he died after triggering the thunderbolt, or if the dead is a person or a puppet...

The old man immediately became confused.

When did the kid surnamed Zhuang become so enthusiastic?

It's just a small fairy city.

A small fairy city like Xiujie has millions if not tens of millions. Why is he so concerned?

Is there a reason that he doesn't know?

The old man flipped through the jade slip again, and at the end of the jade slip, he saw another line of small characters:

"Feng Xi's flesh and blood, the heart of Taoism is full of demons, and the suspicious Taoist is causing trouble..."

The old man took a breath, looked up into the distance, his eyes slightly fixed, and murmured in a low voice:

"It's troublesome..."

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