Chapter 50 Brothers and Sisters

After that, the three of them would visit Mr. Zhuang every morning, bow outside the door, and wait for half a cup of tea. If the door was still closed, they would go down the mountain.

Mo Hua actually wanted to tell them that Mr. Zhuang would sleep in in the morning and sleep until the afternoon, so they came at the wrong time.

But then he thought, at least in the short term, Mr. Zhuang didn't want to see them.

If they came earlier, they wouldn't see Mr. Zhuang, and if they came later, they still wouldn't see him. Since they couldn't see him anyway, it didn't matter when they came.

They went into the mountain early in the morning and could see the mountain covered with rosy clouds, which was not a loss.

Mo Hua would occasionally run into them when he went up the mountain, and sometimes say hello, and if there was enough time, they would chat casually.

Although the two were children of aristocratic families and looked arrogant, they were both easy to talk to.

Mo Hua learned from their casual chat that the two were surnamed Bai and were older than Mo Hua. The handsome boy was named Bai Zisheng, and the delicate girl who looked like a porcelain doll was named Bai Zixi.

The two are brother and sister. They came from afar on the orders of their elders to learn the formation from Mr. Zhuang.

Bai Zisheng talks a lot, while Bai Zixi talks less.

The two look a bit similar, but Bai Zixi is obviously better looking.

And she is a bit too good looking...

When Mo Hua saw her from a distance, she just felt that she was delicate and exquisite. When she looked closer, she found that although Bai Zixi was young, her face was so delicate that it was as beautiful as a baby's.

Is this really a face that a person can grow... Mo Hua was shocked.

It is often said that Nuwa made people out of clay. Some people in this world are obviously made of clay, but some people are obviously not, at least Bai Zixi in front of him is not.

When Nuwa created her, she probably made snow and moon, and created ice and jade.

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Bai Zixi again, thinking silently in his heart:

"As the saying goes, beauty brings disaster. This is not Nuwa creating human beings, but clearly committing sins..."

The veiled woman following the Bai siblings is called Aunt Xue, and should be sent by the family to protect them.

Mo Hua is not sure about Aunt Xue's realm, but her cultivation is definitely not low. There is a kind of implicit sense of oppression that Mo Hua has never felt from other cultivators.

The cultivator with the highest realm that Mo Hua has seen before is the old head of Tongxian Sect, who has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building. However, the old head has a kind temperament, and his spiritual power is declining due to his old age, so the sense of oppression is not as strong as Aunt Xue in front of him.

"At least it should be the cultivation of the foundation building period..."

Mo Hua guessed secretly.

And to have a foundation building period cultivator as a guard, the identities of the siblings must be extraordinary. The Bai family is probably also a prominent family outside of Lizhou. Mo Hua was very tactful and did not ask what kind of family it was.

Aristocratic families and clans are far from Mo Hua.

It is very difficult for a cultivator who comes from a casual cultivation to break through and become a foundation-building cultivator. And the status of a cultivator in the foundation-building period can be said to be quite prominent in this small Tongxian City.

His cultivation in this life may not be higher than the guards around others.

Mo Hua kept his original intention in mind and concentrated on learning the formation. He became a first-class formation master, and only in the future could he gain a foothold in the cultivation world.

The Bai brothers and sisters visited every morning. Mr. Zhuang did not say anything, as if he acquiesced to this matter, but he still had no intention of meeting them.

However, Mr. Zhuang seemed to be relieved and his daily routine became normal.

He still slept until the afternoon every day, and then sat in the yard, eating beef with wine, or eating snacks with tea, looking at the scenery in the mountains and thinking.

Mo Hua still learned the formation, drew the formation, meditated, and drew the formation again, and then went to ask Mr. Zhuang for advice when he had doubts.

This day, Mr. Zhuang suddenly asked Mo Hua to draw a formation called "Three Talents Formation".

This array contains six array patterns. With Mo Hua's current consciousness, he cannot finish drawing them. Moreover, the structure looks very special. The array patterns are also different from the five elements array that Mo Hua had come into contact with before.

Mr. Zhuang only gave Mo Hua one day. The next day, he asked Mo Hua to draw the array for him, and he could draw as much as he could.

Mo Hua studied the array diagram of "Three Talents Array" with all his heart during the day, and tried to draw it several times. At night, he went back and practiced on the broken monument in the sea of ​​consciousness for another night.

The next day, in front of Mr. Zhuang, he drew the array intermittently and reluctantly, but because of insufficient consciousness, some of the array patterns were invalid.

Mr. Zhuang didn't say anything. Seeing that Mo Hua looked tired and his face was slightly pale, he knew that this was the result of excessive use of consciousness, so he lit a stick of incense, and light white smoke rose up with a clear fragrance that was refreshing.

Mr. Zhuang said, "This is a calming incense that can nourish the mind. You sit here and meditate. When the incense burns out, go back and rest. Don't draw the formation today."

"Thank you, sir."

Mo Hua thanked him, then sat down and meditated. Sure enough, he felt his mind recover faster. After about two cups of tea, the calming incense burned out, and Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang looked at the "Three Talents Formation" that Mo Hua had drawn, frowned and thought, and didn't say a word for a long time.

When Old Kui came in, he saw this and asked, "Isn't it a good painting?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "It's not a question of whether it's good or not... With insufficient spiritual awareness and time constraints, this formation can't be drawn well. There will be mistakes anyway, but..."

Mr. Zhuang frowned, "Mo Hua, this kid, learns too fast."

"What's wrong with learning fast?"

"It's not fast, it's too fast..."

Mr. Zhuang unfolded the "Three Talents Formation" and said:

"This "Three Talents Formation" uses a completely different formation hub from the Five Elements Formation, and the formation patterns are also different. I just gave him the formation diagram yesterday, and he only took one day to learn it. If it weren't for the lack of spiritual awareness, he might have really stumbled and drawn this formation..."

Mr. Zhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, "The most strange thing is Yes, in one day, with Mo Hua's consciousness, this formation can be practiced three or four times at most, but now the brushwork of this "Three Talents Formation" is already quite familiar, I'm afraid he has practiced it more than ten times. "

Kui Lao's expression did not change, but his tone became low: "Are you saying... Mo Hua is hiding something from you?"

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "I have never asked, so there is no question of whether to hide it or not, but it seems that Mo Hua may have some other opportunity."

Kui Lao rolled his eyelids: "Who doesn't have an opportunity for those who practice Taoism? You have less opportunity yourself? All the creatures in the world, as long as they can be born into the world, they are themselves inheriting a great opportunity. "

Mr. Zhuang pondered after hearing this.

Old Kui said, "If you really care, just ask him."

Mr. Zhuang was slightly stunned, "Ask him?"

Old Kui said impatiently, "People like you are said to be clear-minded, but in fact you are just cunning. You always think that others are the same as you, hiding everything. I think Mo Hua is a good child. Unlike you, you have eighteen tricks in your heart and are timid when doing things."

Mr. Zhuang lay on the chair and said calmly, "If I was really cunning, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Birds of a feather flock together. You think you are smart and like to deal with people with cunning minds. As a result, your heart is not as dirty as others, so you will naturally be calculated by others. You asked for this drink and bite, and you can't blame others."

Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly, "Yes, so now I can only stay with people like you who have no heart, so I will be more peaceful."

Old Kui looked wooden and stopped talking.