Chapter 53 Disciple

Bai Zisheng felt guilty, and then a little annoyed. He felt that his momentum had weakened, so he raised his chest and raised his head, glaring at Mo Hua.

"They probably have other reasons for becoming apprentices..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart, then ignored Bai Zisheng and focused on reading the "Preliminary Interpretation of the Five Elements Formation" for enlightenment.

Today he will finish the book, and then he has some questions. He will ask Mr. Zhuang for advice in the evening. If he continues chatting, he will finish the book.

Bai Zisheng asked for boredom. He just arrived and didn't know what to do, so he and Bai Zixi held the spirit stones and meditated.

When they were practicing, the spiritual power all over their body showed a light blue color. Judging from the richness of the spiritual power, the two of them should have reached the advanced stage of Qi refining.

Mo Hua was secretly stunned. As expected, the background of a wealthy family was different from ordinary monks. Although the two of them were only two or three years older than Mo Hua, their cultivation level was already four or five small realms higher than Mo Hua's.

And judging from Bai Zisheng's words just now, it seems that the two of them have very high talents and standards in formations.

Mo Hua secretly said: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. You should not be proud, but you should not be discouraged. Just practice and learn the formation in a down-to-earth manner."

Mo Hua quickly calmed down and continued to concentrate on reading the formation book.

A cool breeze arose in the mountains, blowing away the leaves, stirring the water in the pond, creating ripples, and then everything returned to calm.

There used to be only one disciple in Mr. Zhuang's courtyard, but now there are three.

And Mo Hua also became the one with the lowest level of cultivation, the worst qualifications, and the most inconspicuous among the three named disciples.

After Mo Hua finished reading "The Preliminary Interpretation of the Five Elements Formation" and asked Mr. Zhuang questions, it was almost evening and the sunset was covering the mountains. It was time to go home.

Mo Hua said goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, and then said goodbye to the Bai brothers and sisters at the intersection. Then he carried his storage bag and went down the mountain in the rays of light on the mountain road.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were walking on another mountain road. Halfway through, Bai Zisheng couldn't help but ask:

"Aunt Xue, can you tell what kind of spiritual root Mo Hua is?"

Aunt Xue hesitated for a moment and said: "Looking at the fluctuations in his spiritual power, he should have the spiritual root of Xiao Wu Xing. His spiritual power is meager, his appearance is average, and he doesn't seem to have formally learned the exercises."

"Ordinary small Five Elements Spiritual Root, of average quality, reading the formation book used for enlightenment..."

Bai Zisheng muttered, and then said: "With my sister and I's qualifications, Mr. Zhuang is willing to accept him as a registered disciple, and it's for my mother's sake. How can that boy named Mo Hua be so virtuous and capable as to make Mr. Zhuang accept him as a registered disciple?" For a named disciple?"

Aunt Xue frowned slightly, remembering Mo Hua's words and deeds, and said:

"Mr. Zhuang is very eclectic in his actions. Accepting disciples may not only be based on qualifications..."

Aunt Xue further explained: "Besides, cultivation is a long time, so we can't just look at the speed of the moment. Mo Hua, this kid, should only be a casual cultivator. Unlike aristocratic cultivators, casual cultivators have no inheritance and little foundation. Whether it is cultivation or formation, it is difficult to start. It’s very late, and the progress is very slow, and the progress cannot be compared with the children of the aristocratic family.”

Bai Zisheng asked: "Is the gap between casual cultivators and aristocratic cultivators really that big?"

“The gap is not only huge, it’s not an exaggeration to say it’s a world of difference.”

Aunt Xue sighed and said:

"Any inconspicuous skill or formation inherited by a family can be regarded as a family heirloom if it is placed in the hands of casual cultivators. The classics that our Bai family teaches our children to enlighten, those ordinary casual cultivators may spend their entire lives No chance to see them."

Bai Zisheng was secretly speechless.

Aunt Xue then warned: "No matter what Mo Hua's background is, you are now considered a half-student. Don't be scornful, don't get angry with him, and speak with some restraint, otherwise you may make Mr. Zhuang unhappy."

"I understand, Aunt Xue." Bai Zisheng responded with a vague understanding.

The next day, the Bai brothers and sisters went up to the mountain at Chenshi and studied with Mr. Zhuang together with Mo Hua.

The puppet boss placed two more stone tables under the big locust tree. These two stone tables were next to Mo Hua's small table.

The three children practiced and studied separately, and in the evening they went to Mr. Zhuang to seek answers.

The Bai brothers and sisters are a step ahead of Mo Hua in terms of cultivation and formation knowledge. Many of the questions they ask are difficult to understand in Mo Hua, but Mr. Zhuang can often get to the point with a few casual remarks.

Although I don't understand the ink painting thoroughly, I have benefited a lot from it under the subtle influence.

When Mo Hua thought about it, it was a good thing for Mr. Zhuang to accept the Bai family brothers and sisters as registered disciples. Otherwise, he had never been exposed to many questions and would not be able to ask them.

Now there are people helping Mo Hua ask questions, and Mr. Zhuang answers. Mo Hua just needs to listen carefully.

In this way, the three of them became Mr. Zhuang's registered disciples together. Their daily life consisted of practicing independently, drawing formations, asking Mr. Zhuang to answer questions, and then going home.

The three of them didn't talk much on weekdays. Mo Hua concentrated on reading and had little time for small talk.

Bai Zisheng is a little arrogant. If Mo Hua doesn't talk to him, he will naturally not talk to Mo Hua. Bai Zixi has a cold temperament and doesn't like to talk much.

Such days lasted for a month, until one evening Dahu and the other three found Mo Hua and said that the Lotus Flower Festival was coming, and asked Mo Hua to go shopping and watch the excitement.

The Lotus Flower Festival is a small festival, but quite lively.

It is said that this festival was established to commemorate an outstanding monk in Tongxian City. At this time every year, incense and nine-curved lotus lanterns are lit to commemorate him from afar.

Mo Hua spent a day drawing formations, and his spiritual consciousness was exhausted. He also used the meditation technique twice and it was no longer suitable to use it anymore. He happened to have nothing else to do, so he and his three friends went out to watch the fun.

When passing by the far left side of the neighborhood, I found a new cave house in front of me. It was located in a remote area and occupied a large area. It seemed that they bought several contiguous houses in the neighborhood and rebuilt them after demolishing them.

The gate of the cave house had no plaque and was made of blue-gray bricks and stones. It looked low-key, but it still stood out among the scattered and low houses.

Mo Hua asked in confusion, "When did a cave house appear here?"

Xiao Hu said, "You haven't been here for a long time, so you don't know. This cave house has been built for a month."

Xiao Hu looked at the cave house with towering walls and sighed, "How many spiritual stones are needed to build this cave house?"

"At least," Da Hu counted on his fingers, not counting clearly, and finally scratched his head, "Thousands of spiritual stones..."

"It's estimated to be tens of thousands..."

"Tens of thousands of spiritual stones... I can't save so many in my lifetime..."

"Can you be more ambitious?"

"You have ambition, can you save it?"

Shuang Hu said, "I said you should be ambitious, not that you must be able to save spiritual stones. Most of those who aspire to become immortals still fail to become immortals and die..."

Da Hu and Xiao Hu nodded in unison, thinking it made sense.

Shuanghu asked curiously, "This place is so remote, far from the market, and all the people living here are ordinary casual cultivators. Who would build such a big cave here for no reason? Do you think there are too many spirit stones?"

"It's because there are too many spirit stones. If I had so many spirit stones, I would build such a big cave."

"Then who do you think the owner of this cave is?" Shuanghu turned to Mo Hua and said, "Mo Hua, do you know?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "How would I know."

Before the three of them finished speaking, the door of the cave was opened.

A handsome boy with starry eyes, a delicate girl, and a veiled and slim female cultivator walked out.

Mo Hua recognized them at a glance. They were the Bai family siblings and Aunt Xue.

The Bai family siblings also saw Mo Hua and the others. Bai Zisheng was stunned for a moment: "Mo Hua?"

Da Hu and the other two looked at Mo Hua in unison. Mo Hua was also stunned. He didn't expect that the owner of this cave was the Bai family siblings.

Bai Zisheng asked: "Why are you here?"

Mo Hua said: "I'm shopping?"

"Shopping?"

Bai Zisheng seemed to have heard this word for the first time, and his expression was excited, and then he looked at Aunt Xue eagerly.

Bai Zixi on the side also had bright eyes, and looked at Aunt Xue with autumn water eyes.