Chapter 51 Hidden Wood

On the second day, Mr. Zhuang rarely slept in. When he saw Mo Hua, he waved to him, "Mo Hua, come with me."

Mr. Zhuang took Mo Hua to the study and asked, "How many times have you practiced the formation of the Three Talents Formation?"

Mo Hua was very grateful to Mr. Zhuang and didn't want to hide it, but the matter of the Dao Stele was a little mysterious, so he couldn't say it out loud. But he didn't want to lie, so he said frankly:

"Sir, I practiced it three or four times on paper, and then practiced it seven or eight times in my dream."

It was the truth, but he didn't mention the Dao Stele.

Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled, "In the dream?"

"Well," Mo Hua said, "After I fell asleep, I can continue to draw the formation in my dream."

Mr. Zhuang frowned slightly and looked at Mo Hua, but found that Mo Hua looked frank and his eyes were so clear that he seemed to see his own reflection.

Mr. Zhuang laughed and said, "I know."

What did he know...

Mo Hua looked at Mr. Zhuang in confusion.

Mr. Zhuang pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Hua and warned:

"I'm saying this here. No matter who asks you in the future, you don't have to answer, let alone drawing formations in dreams."

"What if others try to get to the bottom of it?"

"If others try to get to the bottom of it, just follow what I said before. It's because you learned meditation that you learned formations quickly."

"What if others ask me for the method of "Meditation"?"

Mr. Zhuang said indifferently: "Don't give it if you can. If he snatches it by force, kill him. If you can't kill him and can't beat him and can't escape, then give him the meditation. The method is external, and your life is your own."

Mo Hua thought about it and felt It makes sense, but he still asked:

"What if others learn meditation and find that it doesn't speed up the learning of the formation?"

"In that case..."

Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and said, "You can only say that you are gifted and have a photographic memory. You can learn the formation after reading it a few times. And remember, you must be arrogant when you say this, and put on an arrogant and contemptuous attitude, so that others believe that you are a genius among thousands."

"An arrogant attitude?"

"I will do it once, and you watch and learn."

After saying this, Mr. Zhuang changed his idle look, as if a blue dragon suddenly raised its head when resting, with an arrogant and conceited look, looking down on the mountains.

After a moment of arrogance, Mr. Zhuang's expression became lazy again, and he said to Mo Hua:

"Just like this, you have time to learn more."

Mo Hua was shocked.

Mr. Zhuang usually looks like a fairy, but when he talks nonsense and deceives people, he is not ambiguous at all.

When Mo Hua was alone, he pinched his waist and puffed his chest by the pool, looking arrogant, but he was not as imposing as Mr. Zhuang.

"Practice is a great knowledge. It seems that it is not only about cultivation and formation, but also about other things. I need to learn more from you."

Mo Hua made up his mind that he must practice this pretense skill when he has time.

As the sky gradually darkened, and it was dusk, Mo Hua said goodbye to Mr. Zhuang and went home.

After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang lay on the recliner in the bamboo pavilion, thinking about his own things. Mr. Kui was playing chess on the side.

The breeze passed through the pavilion, and Mr. Zhuang, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly said, "It's not right."

Mr. Kui raised his eyelids, "What's wrong?"

"Mo Hua that kid..."

Mr. Kui glanced at Mr. Zhuang, "Do you think he didn't tell the truth?"

"It doesn't matter whether he told the truth or not. There are always some things that are not suitable to be said."

"What's wrong with that?"

"You learn quickly." Mr. Zhuang frowned.

Old Kui was slightly startled, "Didn't you say that before?"

Mr. Zhuang said, "He is my registered disciple. If he learns fast, he will get into trouble easily."

Old Kui dropped a piece, "He doesn't learn that fast. Mo Hua's talent and understanding are far inferior to yours. Compared with many children of aristocratic families, there is still a big gap."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "You can't compare like that. Aristocratic families have their own heritage and inheritance. From childhood, even if they are a pig, they can learn formations faster than ordinary people. As for me..."

Mr. Zhuang looked indifferent, "There are only a handful of people in the cultivation world who have better formation talents than me. It's normal that they can't beat me."

Mr. Zhuang said arrogant words in a calm tone.

Unfortunately, no one supported him. Old Kui was playing chess on the side and didn't even bother to raise his head.

Mr. Zhuang missed Mo Hua a little. If Mo Hua was next to him, his bright eyes would definitely be full of admiration.

Mr. Zhuang sighed and said:

"Mo Hua is different after all. He was born as a casual cultivator, without family background and inheritance. His formation skills are too weak. If his formation skills improve too quickly, it will inevitably attract attention and even lead to his own death."

"You can also look ahead and behind, which is a bit rare." Old Kui smiled.

Mr. Zhuang stretched himself, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. I didn't understand the principle of keeping a low profile before, and I didn't look ahead and behind, so I suffered losses."

"What are you going to do? Don't teach me anymore?"

Mr. Zhuang lay on the bamboo chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, "You still have to teach. If you become my disciple, even if you are not taught by me personally, you can't just learn these things. Otherwise, if others know, it will not only damage my reputation, but also humiliate my master."

Old Kui said: "You didn't care about these false names before."

"When you get older, you have to save face."

Old Kui looked at the lazy Mr. Zhuang, "I don't think so."

Mr. Zhuang ignored Old Kui and closed his eyes after speaking, as if he was thinking, or dozing off.

Old Kui played chess as usual.

The night was getting darker, and the evening breeze blew through the mountains, and the trees rustled.

Mr. Zhuang suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the forest under the night sky, and murmured in a low voice:

"If a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it...then if a tree does not stand out in the forest, the wind will not destroy it."

Old Kui looked at him with a little doubt, and Mr. Zhuang's eyes followed the ups and downs of the trees in the mountains, and said meaningfully: "If a tree is hidden in the forest, it will not stand out alone in the forest."

Old Kui frowned.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes passed over the forest and fell in front of the courtyard.

Every morning, the Bai brothers and sisters would go up the mountain to visit.

The two children were extremely talented and were the best forests.

The next morning, the Bai brothers and sisters still went to visit in front of the mountain. What was different from the past was that when they came to the door to pay their respects, the bamboo door that was usually closed suddenly opened.

At the same time, a plaque of "Zuowangju" appeared in front of the door.

Behind the door was a courtyard, with locust trees supporting the sky, small bridges and flowing water, clouds and mist, and fairy air.

Bai Zisheng said in a daze:

"Aunt Xue... the gate is open, is Mr. Zhuang willing to see us?"

Aunt Xue, who was always calm, was also emotional for a while, "It should be."

Then she thought silently in her heart:

"It's good that Mr. Zhuang is willing to see us. Even if he doesn't accept the young master and the young lady as apprentices at this time, he can at least serve them first. With the talents of the young master and the young lady, Mr. Zhuang will agree sooner or later."

Bai Zisheng looked a little uneasy, looking at his sister on the side, and found that Bai Zixi's delicate face was as cold as ever, without any extra emotions.

A trace of heartache flashed in Bai Zisheng's eyes, and then he silently blocked his sister behind him and walked into the yard.

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