Chapter 250 Bamboo Rice

"Doesn't this prove that this spell is powerful?"

"Not that powerful," Bai Zisheng raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "It can only trap me for about two breaths. I activated my spiritual power and broke free in a while.

Mo Hua said: "In a life-and-death battle, life hangs on a thread. These two breaths are enough to determine the outcome, and also enough to decide life and death."

Bai Zisheng frowned when he heard this, thought about it, and had to admit: "You are right."

If you are not careful for a moment and are calculated by others, these one or two breaths are indeed enough to determine life and death.

Mo Hua reminded: "You should be more careful in the future, don't be tricked by this unpopular spell. "

Bai Zisheng nodded solemnly.

Then he thought, there are probably not many cultivators in the world like Mo Hua who have strong spiritual awareness, quick moves, and extremely unconventional magic.

Bai Zisheng felt a little relieved for some reason.

This opportunity is rare, not all cultivators know such obscure magic. Bai Zisheng wanted to learn from Mo Hua for a while, but if he continued to learn, he would not be able to finish his homework.

Bai Zisheng had to go back and continue his homework reluctantly.

Mo Hua finished practicing the water prison technique, and just when he was about to leave, Bai Zixi suddenly called him.

Mo Hua turned around and saw Bai Zixi's fair little hand took out a book from the storage bag embroidered with gorgeous light golden phoenix patterns beside him and handed it to him.

"What book is this?"

"Recipe. "

Mo Hua took it and looked at it carefully. It was indeed a menu, which recorded some delicious dishes and cooking techniques from the world of cultivation.

The names of the dishes were dazzling, such as Jinbi Mantang, Haitang Yusu, Meihua Yingxue, Lushui Furong, Zhixian Yuanyang, Xianlu Mingzhu, etc.

Mo Hua was stunned, "For me?"

Bai Zixi glanced at him indifferently, "For Aunt Liu."

"Oh."

Mo Hua nodded, thinking about it, it was right, he was not a chef, and it was useless to ask for this menu.

"Count it as a thank you gift." Bai Zixi said in a crisp voice.

Mo Hua smiled, "Thank you, my mother will definitely be happy to receive it."

Bai Zixi also smiled lightly, his eyebrows were like a new moon, his eyes were like a blooming flower, clear and stunning.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, "What's the point of being so beautiful? "

Mo Hua went back and flipped through the menu on the way to see what delicious food there was. As he looked, he felt hungry.

After returning home, Mo Hua handed the menu to Liu Ruhua, "Mom, Zi Xi asked me to send it to you."

Liu Ruhua took it, took a look, and showed a happy expression, "Thank Zi Xi for me."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, and then pointed to a dish called "Emerald Bamboo Rice" and smiled, "Mom, I want to eat this. ”

Emerald Bamboo Rice is made by cutting a piece of emerald bamboo tube, putting in fragrant rice, adding some green plums, gu belly and sweet spring water, and baking on the fire.

When the fire is ready, the green color of the emerald bamboo fades and the rice is cooked.

When the bamboo tube is split, the fragrance of bamboo, the sourness of green plums, and the fragrance of rice are mixed together, which is fragrant, soft and sticky, with good color, aroma and taste.

The method is not difficult, and the ingredients are also simple, not particularly rare. There are other substitutes for a few rare ingredients.

Mo Hua picked for a long time before choosing this.

Liu Ruhua touched Mo Hua's head lovingly, "Okay, mother will make it for you."

The next day, Liu Ruhua prepared all the ingredients and tried to make it several times, and the emerald bamboo rice was successful.

Mo Hua tasted it, the taste was soft and sticky, and the fragrance lingered on the teeth and cheeks. He couldn't help squinting his eyes and said, "Mom, it's delicious! "

Liu Ruhua saw that Mo Hua was enjoying the meal, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Two days later, Liu Ruhua made some more and asked Mo Hua to send them to Mr. Zhuang and the Bai brothers and sisters.

Mr. Zhuang liked the fragrance very much and nodded with satisfaction.

Although Bai Zisheng liked it, he preferred to eat spicy monster meat.

The favorite one was Bai Zixi. She sat under the big locust tree and ate it bite by bite. Her movements were gentle and elegant. She chewed slowly, but she never stopped and soon ate three or four sections.

"Is it so delicious? "Mo Hua was a little confused.

Bai Zixi raised his head when he heard it, picked up a section and handed it to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua ate it and felt that it seemed to be better than what he had eaten that day. After eating one section, he wanted to eat more.

So under the big locust tree, the two of them were like two little pandas, eating bamboo one section at a time.

The matter of sin cultivation came to an end. Mo Hua was doing things in the inner mountain, and it was more convenient to bleed the monsters.

In the remaining time, in addition to practicing, Mo Hua still drew formations, learned to solve formations and reverse spirit formations.

First learn the first-grade formation, draw it on paper after learning it, and then solve the formation by himself after drawing.

Mo Hua kept drawing and solving it by himself. If he got bored, he would practice the reverse spirit formation with nine and a half formation patterns.

The progress of solving the formation was very smooth. Every time he solved the formation, Mo Hua's ability to solve the formation was improved. Go up one level.

But the progress of the Reverse Spirit Formation is very slow.

The complete Reverse Spirit Formation has ten array patterns. The spiritual consciousness of ten patterns is comparable to the foundation building stage. Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is far from enough, so he can't draw a complete Reverse Spirit Formation.

Even the incomplete nine and a half array patterns are becoming more and more difficult for Mo Hua to draw.

For the tenth array pattern above the nine array patterns, the spiritual consciousness consumed for each additional stroke is almost catching up with the spiritual consciousness required to draw a whole array pattern before.

Mo Hua also has some doubts.

According to this progress, can he really have the spiritual consciousness of the foundation building period before the foundation building...

Even if he can really have such spiritual consciousness before the foundation building, how many years of array formation will he need to practice?

It won't take decades...

Mo Hua was a little worried, and then he thought:

"I wonder if there are other ways to enhance spiritual consciousness..."

Mo Hua thought about it, and felt that it was unlikely. Among the cultivators around him, his spiritual consciousness was growing the fastest.

Even Zi Sheng and Zi Xi, although their spiritual roots were better than his and their cultivation was higher than his, their spiritual consciousness was not as good as his.

The Bai family is a big family, and Bai Zi Sheng and Bai Zi Xi are also the best in the family. This means that Mo Hua, even if placed in a big family or a big sect, has a spiritual consciousness that is not unique, but at least one of the few.

Now there seems to be no better way.

Mo Hua sighed, calmed down, and stopped thinking about it.

Since the only way to rely on the formation at present, then stick to painting.

One day, as long as the spiritual consciousness keeps growing, one day there will be a spiritual consciousness comparable to the foundation building, it is just a matter of time.

Ten days later, Mo Hua met Yu Chengyi and found that he looked solemn. He could not help asking, "Uncle Yu, what happened?"

Yu Chengyi was concentrating on thinking. He looked up and found that it was Mo Hua. After thinking for a while, Mo Hua would know what he should know sooner or later, so he did not hide it and said:

"Something happened. Those evil cultivators took action again."

"That bald guy?"

Yu Chengyi nodded: "Yes."

Mo Hua was surprised and said, "Did he kill and rob again?"

"This time he robbed a caravan. There were more than 20 cultivators in the group. They all disappeared. Even the bodies were not seen. There were only some bloodstains at the scene."

Mo Hua's heart jumped, and he felt a little reluctant. Then he was a little confused, "There should have been caravans robbed before. Is there anything different this time?"

Yu Chengyi's expression was very solemn, which was rare in the past.

"It is different." Yu Chengyi sighed and continued: "First, there are more cultivators robbed this time, and it seems that no one survived. Second, there is a cultivator with a special identity in this caravan."

"Is he a big shot?" Mo Hua was a little curious.

"Not a big shot," Yu Chengyi said, and asked Mo Hua: "Do you still remember the Kong family?"

"The Kong family in Qingxuan City?"

"Yes."

Mo Hua naturally remembered that the Kong family forced Uncle Ji and his son to flee, and Fu Lan's family was destroyed. They also bribed the Qingxuan City Dao Tingsi, bullied the villagers, and oppressed the independent cultivators.

"In this caravan, there is a young master of the Kong family, Kong Sheng."

Thanks to Youfang Daoren You Sifang for the reward~