Asking About Longevity

Chapter 67 Collection

Since he got the "Thousand Formation Collection", Mo Hua has been flipping through it. When he comes across an array formation that interests him, he goes to Mr. Zhuang's library and writes down the doubts bit by bit.

In the morning or evening, he goes to ask Mr. Zhuang for advice.

It is not easy for a casual cultivator to get an array diagram. When copying array diagrams for Manager Mo, except for the basic ones such as the bright fire array, other slightly more difficult array diagrams have to pay extra spirit stones.

But Mo Hua now has nearly a thousand array diagrams in his hands. If he learns all these thousand arrays, becoming a first-class array master is not a problem at all. Just thinking about it, Mo Hua is very excited.

Mo Hua studies array formations day and night, like a little mouse that falls into a rice warehouse, wishing to stuff all the rice in the warehouse into his stomach.

During the day, he reads array books, draws array formations, asks Mr. Zhuang questions, and practices repeatedly on the broken monument in the sea of ​​consciousness at night.

Mo Hua learned the "Tian Yan Jue". According to what Mr. Zhuang said, it is more valuable to learn a variety of formations than to specialize in them. So he did not seek to understand them in detail. As long as he could draw the formations, he would be fine. He even forgot the names of some formations as soon as he learned to draw them.

For several months, Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness has been in a state of filling up and then drying up, and then continuing to recover to filling up and then using up again.

Mo Hua's cultivation has not improved, but his spiritual consciousness has become deeper. His theoretical knowledge of formations has not increased, but he is more relaxed when learning and drawing formations. The formation patterns that he used to think were obscure and complicated now look natural and friendly.

"What are you reading?"

One day, Mo Hua was reading a book, and Bai Zisheng came over and asked again.

Mo Hua has been concentrating on learning formations these days and has not paid much attention to Bai Zisheng. Aunt Xue seems to think that Bai Zisheng is a little absent-minded, and has become more strict with him. In addition to cultivation, he has been fully arranged for various homework such as formations, alchemy, and refining.

Although Mr. Zhuang is the teacher of the Bai family brothers and sisters, he has always been free to them. The purpose of the Bai family brothers and sisters does not seem to be to let Mr. Zhuang guide their cultivation. In order not to arouse Mr. Zhuang's disgust, except for regular greetings and teachings, they don't often disturb Mr. Zhuang.

Therefore, the cultivation of the Bai family brothers and sisters is still arranged by Aunt Xue, adhering to the training method of the direct disciples of the Bai family.

It's okay in the family. Bai Zisheng doesn't want to pay attention to the clan members, so he can calm down when he studies and practices behind closed doors. Now that he is outside, he sees new and interesting things, and there is Mo Hua to talk to, so he feels that such cultivation is a bit boring.

Mo Hua's eyes are focused on the book, just lift the cover of the book so that Bai Zisheng can see it.

Bai Zisheng tilted his head and read word by word, "Thousands of formations... collection... record..."

"What's so good about this?"

Mo Hua asked, "Do you have one too?"

Bai Zisheng shook his head, "It's in the Bai family's library. It compiles some of the formations collected by the clan into a book for the disciples of the clan to study and consult. It can not only broaden the horizons of formations, but also facilitate search when they need to learn a certain type of formation. This kind of collection will have a copy of the disciples who study formations. It's not too rare."

Every disciple of the aristocratic family has a copy, which is not rare...

Mo Hua, who was born as a casual cultivator, didn't intend to pay attention to this kind of person who talks without any pain in his waist, and just said "Oh" perfunctorily.

Seeing that Mo Hua ignored him, Bai Zisheng scratched his head and said, "How about you lend it to me?"

"Didn't you say that your family has it? What are you looking at?"

"Different families and sects have different inheritances, and the formations recorded in the collection are also different. I want to see what kind of formations Mr. Zhuang has included here."

Mo Hua hesitated.

"Just take a look!" Bai Zisheng said kindly.

"Okay then."

Mo Hua closed the thick "Thousand Formations Collection" and handed it to Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zisheng took it, flipped through it roughly, and then opened his mouth wide:

"There are actually more than a thousand formations!"

Mo Hua rolled his eyes, "Doesn't it say "A Collection of Thousand Formations"?"

"You don't understand. People who compile collections are often face-saving and like to embellish. If they include ten formations, they will be called a hundred formations map, and if they include a thousand formations, they will be called a ten thousand formations map. Some people often use words such as "opening the sky", "opening the earth", "creation", and "divine power" to name their skills. It sounds intimidating, but in fact it is just a low-grade skill..."

"Do cultivators in the cultivation world also like to do this kind of thing?"

"If you haven't cultivated to become an immortal, you are still a human being. If you are a human being, you like to brag."

"Oh."

Mo Hua thought of the skill he practiced, "Tian Yan Jue", which also has the word "tian" in it, and the grade is not very high. Is it also used to bluff people?

But this is an ancient technique, probably created by ancient cultivators, and ancient people should be more honest...

Mo Hua sincerely hoped.

Bai Zisheng continued to flip through the collection, and the more he read, the more surprised he became. He quickly waved to Bai Zixi and said, "Zixi, Zixi, come and see, there are many formations that I have never seen before!"

Bai Zixi, who was quietly practicing on the side, also poked his head over when he heard this.

Mo Hua asked in confusion, "The Bai family should be a big family, right? The formations you have collected are more than those collected in your family?"

Bai Zisheng was not convinced and corrected, "It's just a formation below the first grade. It's hard to say about high-grade formations."

"Although the Bai family has a formation inheritance, it is not good at formations. It is normal that the formations included are not as good as Mr. Zhuang's." Bai Zixi said calmly.

"Hmph!" Bai Zisheng snorted, but he didn't dare to lose his temper with Bai Zixi, and he couldn't refute it, so he could only sulk.

Bai Zixi continued to flip through the collection, and the more he read, the brighter his eyes became. He looked like he couldn't let it go. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Mo Hua with eyes as bright as autumn water.

Although she didn't say anything, Mo Hua understood the meaning in her eyes at a glance.

Mo Hua hesitated for a while, then sighed, "I can only lend it to you for one afternoon."

They are all from the same school. Mr. Zhuang should not blame him if he knows.

A faint smile floated across Bai Zixi's fair and flawless face, just like the morning glow after the lotus emerges from the water, clear and bright.

Bai Zixi took out a book without a cover from his storage bag and handed it to Mo Hua: "This is a collection of formations below the first rank of the Bai family. Take it and have a look. If you want to learn something, I can teach you."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he happily took the book and flipped through it.

Although the formations recorded in the book were not as many as those given by Mr. Zhuang, some of the more basic formations were recorded in much more detail and were easier to understand. They should be specially for beginners, and there were handwritten notes in many places. The handwriting was elegant and beautiful, and it looked like it was written by Bai Zixi.

"Won't this violate the family rules?"

Mo Hua was a little worried. He knew that some families had strict restrictions on the inheritance of formations.

"Will it..." Bai Zisheng nodded.

"No!" Bai Zixi denied.

"Why?"

"Because I gave it to you!"

Bai Zixi said lightly and decisively.

Although he didn't know why, Mo Hua felt that Bai Zixi, who said this, was a little inexplicably handsome.

In the days that followed, in addition to learning the formation himself, Mo Hua would occasionally learn from Bai Zixi. He then discovered that Bai Zixi's foundation in formation was much deeper than his own, so he warned himself that the way of formation is boundless and he should not be complacent.

When learning the formation, Bai Zixi occasionally had some questions, and Mo Hua would write them down, and then go to Mr. Zhuang to ask, and after asking clearly, he would go to Bai Zixi to talk. This also led to Mo Hua asking Mr. Zhuang more and more times.

After Mo Hua asked Mr. Zhuang a question and left, Mr. Zhuang frowned and said, "This is not good."

"What's wrong?" Kui Lao asked casually.

"Mo Hua comes to ask me things every day, I have no time to close my eyes and comprehend the truth!"

"It's sleeping..." Kui Lao exposed mercilessly.

Mr. Zhuang pretended not to hear and pondered, "What should I do..."

"Why don't you just not answer?"

Mr. Zhuang thought of the clear and transparent eyes of the ink painting, which were full of curiosity and sometimes admiration, and shook his head and said:

"How can that be? If you don't answer the questions of your disciples, you are not a good teacher."

"When did you start to care about such things?"

"From just now."

Old Kui was too lazy to pay attention to him. He held a piece of wood in his hand, carving something, and the carving knife moved on the wood, and sawdust fell one after another, but there was no sound.

Mr. Zhuang lay leisurely on the chair mountain, looking up at the sky, staring at the wooden beams above the pavilion for a long time, wandering in the sky, and came back to his senses after a while.

"I have to find an excuse to sleep in." Mr. Zhuang thought so.

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