Author: Guanxu

Mr. Zhuang handed the jade slip of "Tian Yan Jue" to Mo Hua:

"The jade slips used to teach the ancient exercises are also a bit special. Only when your cultivation level reaches a certain level, you can use your spiritual consciousness to inspect the subsequent exercises. There are no restrictions on the exercises in the Qi refining stage, but the exercises in the foundation building stage,

Only monks who have practiced "Tian Yan Jue" and reached the foundation building stage can see it."

"Most of the ancient Kung Fu techniques have one skill and one slip. If the jade slips are lost, the Kung Fu techniques are basically lost. Even if some Kung Fu techniques have several jade slips engraved on them, you may not be able to find them. The world of cultivation is so big that it is difficult to find a lonely place.

The jade slips of ancient martial arts are like looking for a needle in a haystack. Not to mention the jade slips of "Tian Yan Jue", I have only seen this one in my life."

"So you must keep this jade slip and don't lose it!"

Mo Hua solemnly took the jade slip, feeling a little heavy in his hand, but he couldn't help but feel happy.

This is a real skill. After learning the skill, he has truly entered the ranks of monks. He has also officially taken the first step on the vast and boundless road of cultivation.

Mo Hua told his parents about Mr. Zhuang's teaching of the exercises.

Mo Shan was very happy. Although this technique did not produce much spiritual power, the phrase "it is not suitable for non-formation masters to practice" was extraordinary at first glance. The entire casual cultivator in Tongxian City had never produced a few real practitioners.

Array Master.

What's more, this formation was given by the enigmatic Mr. Zhuang. It is said that it is an ancient technique, so it is naturally very precious. At least it is much better than those techniques passed down among casual cultivators.

Mo Shan knew that Mr. Zhuang did not attach much importance to secular things such as spiritual stones, and he thought that Mr. Zhuang had already eaten the wine and meat he asked Mo Hua to send every time, so it should be to his taste.

Before dawn the next day, Mo Shan went up the mountain in the dark and hunted a few monsters. Three days later, he came down the mountain, carrying a big baggage. The bag contained the meat of several kinds of cattle and sheep monsters, all of which were tenderloins.

The most tender meat, for the sake of freshness, is not even put in the storage bag.

Liu Ruhua cleaned the meat, smoked it, fried it or sauced it, made it into various spicy flavors, garnished it with some green spices, and put it neatly in the food box.

He also brought a few pots of various fragrant fruit wines brewed at home, as well as a few boxes of freshly fried, fragrant pine nuts, and asked Mo Hua to send them up the mountain. He also asked Mo Hua to bring some "Don't disturb Mr. Xi's repairs, so I can express my gratitude."

” and other words of thanks.

Mr. Zhuang took the food box and said nothing, but he looked very happy. He sat in the bamboo pavilion, enjoying the breeze and the mountain scenery, eating a bite of meat and drinking a glass of sake.

Mr. Puppet was also very satisfied with the pine nuts. As soon as a few boxes of pine nuts were handed to his hand, they disappeared under Mo Hua's nose. He didn't know where they received them, but none of them were left by Mr. Zhuang.

Mo Hua also brought some to the Bai brothers and sisters to express his gratitude.

Bai Zixi ate two pieces of meat and drank a little more sweet osmanthus wine. Her cheeks were red, but her eyes were bright, twinkling like stars in the sky.

Bai Zisheng was not polite. He liked to eat spicy food. He ate it with big mouthfuls. It was so spicy that he was sweating profusely, but he still enjoyed eating it.

Seeing the way he was eating, Mo Hua couldn't help but ask, "You usually don't lack meat, right?"

"You don't understand this," Bai Zisheng said: "I usually eat the meat of spiritual beasts. The meat is delicate but not chewy, and the spiritual energy is too abundant, so it doesn't taste like anything."

Mo Hua felt that what he said was somewhat deserved. He had never eaten much spirit animal meat until now. Apart from the meat made by his mother, the one that impressed him the most was the golden pheasant that Dahu and the others stole from the elder of Tongxian Sect and burned it.

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Bai Zisheng had enough to eat and drink, and then asked about the ink painting technique.

The ink painting tells the story of Mr. Zhuang teaching the exercises.

Bai Zisheng was a little envious, "Sir, you are so kind to you, but the spiritual power produced by this technique is too low."

"There's nothing you can do about it. Things in the world are never going to go as you wish. There are always choices to make."

Bai Zisheng curled his lips and said, "You're not very old, but you talk like a little old man."

"Does low spiritual power really have a big impact?"

Mo Hua suddenly became a little concerned again.

"That's natural," Bai Zisheng said: "What monks, monks, and Taoists cultivate is naturally spiritual power. If your spiritual power is low, you can't compare with others anywhere."

Bai Zisheng gave an example: "For example, if you want to fight with others, they have a hundred weeks of spiritual power, but you only have fifty. If you fight head-on, when others still have fifty weeks of spiritual power, your spiritual power will naturally be exhausted.

We can only let others slaughter us."

"A monk must use his spiritual power in everything he does, not only in fighting skills, refining weapons, and refining elixirs, but also in fighting against storage boxes at Lingyun Pier."

"You refine one spiritual weapon, and others can refine two. You refine one furnace of pills, and others can refine two. You carry ten boxes in half a day, and others can carry twenty. The spiritual stones you earn are twice as much as yours."

, how to compare with others?"

"Then if I am a formation master, it will be fine if my spiritual power is low." Mo Hua was a little unsure.

"Hmm... That's true." Bai Zisheng nodded, "The most troublesome thing for formation masters is that they consume too much spiritual consciousness and not much spiritual power. When drawing formations, usually the spiritual power is not used up, but the spiritual consciousness is consumed.

It’s all done. Even if your spiritual power is low, it won’t affect your ability to be an formation master.”

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Zisheng patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "But you don't have to worry. Although your spiritual power is low, my spiritual power is high. Just call me big brother and I will protect you. If anyone bullies you in the future, I will beat them up for you."

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"never mind."

Bai Zisheng retreated and settled for the next best thing, "Then you feed me beef every day, and I will protect you from now on."

"You can buy it yourself."

"Aunt Xue doesn't let me eat anything I want, and she also tells me to eat less food that doesn't contain spiritual energy."

"oh."

"Oh what, I'm just giving you face..." Bai Zisheng said.

Mo Hua ignored him, while Bai Zisheng yelled. Bai Zixi looked at them and took another small sip of the sweet wine.

In the next few days, Mo Hua gave up on the breathing method and officially began to practice according to the meridian diagram and breathing method in "Tian Yan Jue".

After practicing a few times, Mo Hua clearly felt different.

The refining speed is faster, the refined spiritual energy is purer, and the meridians all over the body feel smoother.

The only problem is that the spiritual power after cultivation is nothing special.

Mo Hua asked Dahu. Dahu practiced the fire-based "Fierce Tiger Technique". After practicing, his spiritual power would feel a slight burning sensation, and he would also practice fire-based spells or physical skills in the future, which would be more powerful.

What Shuanghu practiced was the "Strengthening Strength Skill". After the practice, the spiritual energy and blood energy are harmonized, and the physical body will be strengthened after the spiritual power is circulated. The ink painting of the exercises practiced by Sanhu has been forgotten, but there will also be some special changes in the spiritual power after practice.

Only ink painting, the spiritual power after practice seems to have no fundamental change from the previous spiritual power.

The number of days of refining spiritual power in "Tian Yan Jue" is also quite satisfactory.

Naturally, it cannot be compared with family disciples like the Bai family brothers and sisters, but compared with ordinary Qi refining and casual cultivation, it is considered to be in the middle of the pack. It is not very good, but it is acceptable.

In addition, the only special thing about this technique may be that it consumes a little more spiritual consciousness during practice, which is several times more than the basic breathing and breathing technique.

But when practicing the Tuna Jue, or in general, the spiritual consciousness consumed is not much. Even if it is several times more, it is nothing, and it is not even enough to draw a formation.

However, the ink painting book did not expect anything special about this technique.

For ink painting, the best technique is to save spiritual stones.

Thank you Princess Haiyue, I’m so fat for the reward~

Thank you all for your encouragement and support.

I just asked the editor if it is possible to add a recommendation. If I can't find a recommendation, I can put it on the shelf directly.

If it is put on the shelves, you can get more updates~(=^_^=)
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