Chapter 114 Fireball

Is this a spell?

Mo Hua opened his eyes wide, surprised.

It was only by circulating the spiritual power along certain meridians and using the spiritual consciousness to push the spiritual power out, that it could condense into spells of different attributes, achieving a power beyond Mo Hua's expectation.

After a while of turbulence, the pond returned to calm.

Only the mottled water marks on the shore and the scorched water plants on the water showed what had happened.

Old Kui nodded, "Not bad."

Mo Hua scratched his head, "Grandpa Kui, what should I practice next?"

"Still practice this."

"Still practice this?"

"Yes," said Old Kui, "Practice it a hundred times first, and experience it more."

"Experience what?" Mo Hua asked in confusion.

"You won't understand even if I tell you. After practicing a hundred times, you will experience it." Old Kui said.

Mo Hua was a little confused.

Old Kui added: "It's similar to your practice of formations. Practice makes perfect. If you draw more, you will naturally understand some things, but this kind of thing is hard to explain."

"Oh." Mo Hua understood a little and nodded.

"Then can I practice here?"

Mo Hua asked a little embarrassedly.

He couldn't go home to practice. What if he burned the house with the fireball spell?

It's also dangerous to practice alone in the mountains and forests.

"It's okay." Old Kui said without minding.

Mo Hua hesitated, "What if I damage the pond and the flowers and plants? Is it okay?"

Old Kui glanced at Mo Hua calmly, and then waved his sleeves lightly.

Mo Hua didn't even know what happened. He only felt that in the blink of an eye, the water marks on the edge of the pond had disappeared, the burnt water plants recovered, and the fish swam leisurely in the pond again.

It was as if nothing had happened just now, and Mo Hua had never used the fireball spell.

Mo Hua stood there in a daze.

"It's okay." Kui Lao said calmly.

In the next few days, Mo Hua went to Mr. Zhuang whenever he had nothing to do.

If Mr. Zhuang was awake, he would go to greet him and ask him questions. If Mr. Zhuang was asleep, he would go to the bamboo forest by the pond to practice the fireball technique.

Mo Hua had already understood the principle of the fireball technique, and after a few days of practice, he also understood its application.

It's just that the power of the fireball technique, the speed of casting, and the accuracy of the fireball hit were slightly different each time.

These are indeed as Kui Lao said, you need to practice by yourself and experience slowly before you can master them thoroughly. It's hard to put them into words.

In the past few days, Mo Hua has been practicing the fireball technique by the pond.

One fireball after another exploded in the pond, disturbing the spring water, water plants flying all over the sky, and the fish at the bottom of the water were also panicked.

Fortunately, Kui Lao would restore the pond every day after Mo Hua left.

Otherwise, the water in the pond would have been blown dry by Mo Hua...

That day, Mo Hua was practicing the fireball technique by the pond, and saw a little head secretly looking over here from a distance.

"Bai Zisheng?"

Seeing that Mo Hua was the only one there, Bai Zisheng ran over secretly and asked curiously, "What are you playing?"

"Not playing, I'm practicing magic," Mo Hua corrected.

Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up, "You learned magic? What magic? Show me one!"

Mo Hua used the fireball technique to blow up the pond again.

With a loud bang, water splashed everywhere.

After watching, Bai Zisheng suddenly lost interest and pouted:

"It's just the fireball technique..."

Mo Hua was dissatisfied, "What's wrong with the fireball technique?"

Bai Zisheng comforted him, "It's okay, I thought you would learn something powerful."

"For example?"

"For example... Oh, by the way, your spiritual power is low, you can't use it even if you learn it." Bai Zisheng said.

Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him and said indifferently, "Have you finished your homework?"

"No," Bai Zisheng instantly became dejected, "I heard some noise here, so I came here secretly to take a look, and I have to go back later."

Bai Zisheng asked again, "Will you disturb Mr. Zhuang by practicing fireball here?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I asked Grandpa Kui, and he said no, Mr. Zhuang's place is far away and very quiet."

Bai Zisheng nodded and looked at Mo Hua with some envy, "Mr. Zhuang is so good to you..."

"Isn't Mr. Zhuang also very good to you, and you and Mr. Zhuang have some origins, right?" Mo Hua asked in confusion.

Bai Zisheng waved his hand, "You don't understand..." After thinking for a while, he didn't say much.

He and Zixi were in awe of Mr. Zhuang. Although they would ask Mr. Zhuang for advice on weekdays, they would not disturb him easily.

They would never dare to do something like Mo Hua, who would go to the master for advice whenever she had a problem, or even use fireballs to blow up a pond in Mr. Zhuang's courtyard.

"Are you trying to plot against the master? Are you afraid of him because you have something to hide?"

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zisheng suspiciously.

Bai Zisheng curled his lips, "I need to have that ability too."

"That's true." Mo Hua nodded.

Bai Zisheng asked curiously: "Did Master Kui teach you this fireball technique?"

"Yes."

"Did Master Kui teach you only one fireball technique?"

"You don't understand. The right one is the best."

Mo Hua imitated Master Kui, looking experienced.

Bai Zisheng thought about it and nodded: "That's right."

Mo Hua asked back: "Is Grandpa Kui very powerful?"

"I think so." Bai Zisheng said uncertainly.

"So you don't know either."

Bai Zisheng smiled awkwardly.

Mo Hua urged him: "Go do your homework quickly, don't disturb me from practicing magic."

Bai Zisheng didn't want to leave, doing homework was too boring.

"You practice, I can give you some pointers."

"What do you want to give you pointers? You don't know magic." Mo Hua was stunned.

Bai Zisheng said unhappily, "You haven't eaten pork, but you haven't seen pigs run? Although I practice martial arts, I still know some powerful spells."

That's right, after all, the Bai family has a long history of family learning.

"Show me the fireball spell again." Bai Zisheng said.

"Oh." Mo Hua used the fireball spell again.

The pond was blown up again.

"Well... the power is a little small." Bai Zisheng said.

"Is my spiritual power too weak?"

"Not entirely. The power of a spell is related to your proficiency in the spell. The more proficient you are in the spell, the more powerful the spell is. If you use a spell to perfection, even if the spiritual power consumed remains unchanged, the power will increase." Bai Zisheng said patiently.

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Then what does this proficiency refer to specifically?"

"Do you have a meridian map for the fireball spell?"

Mo Hua opened the meridian map for the fireball spell.

Bai Zisheng pointed at the meridian map and said:

"To put it simply, it is the accuracy of the spiritual power. If you can pass through these meridians and acupoints every time your spiritual power is running, the power of the spell will definitely be improved."

"Of course, absolute accuracy is not possible. People are always people, not puppets. How can they be accurate every time? It's enough to have a rough approximation." Bai Zisheng said again.

Mo Hua suddenly realized and asked Bai Zisheng a few more questions.

Bai Zisheng rarely showed off in front of Mo Hua, and pointed for a long time with an excited look.

Suddenly, a paper ball flew from nowhere and hit Bai Zisheng's head.

Mo Hua picked up the paper ball and opened it. He found a small face simply outlined with a brush on it.

The lines of the small face were simple, with only a few lines and two dots, and it didn't seem very happy.

Bai Zisheng covered his head, looked at the note, and said in surprise:

"It's over, Zixi is angry. I told her I came to play with you for a while, but I stayed too long without realizing it."

Bai Zisheng got up in a hurry, left a sentence "You should practice more by yourself," and ran away.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

After that, Mo Hua followed Bai Zisheng's instructions and tried to accurately operate his spiritual power every time. The power of the fireball technique was indeed stronger.

When Mo Hua practiced a hundred times, the fireball technique was more proficient.

Mo Hua went to find Master Kui, "Grandpa Kui, I have practiced a hundred times!"

Master Kui nodded, "Do you know it?"

"Yes."

"Okay," Master Kui nodded, "Now I will officially start teaching you."

"Ah?"

Mo Hua was stunned, "Didn't you teach me?"

Master Kui said indifferently:

"I haven't taught you yet, what's there to teach about the fireball technique."