Chapter 53 Disciple

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

"They probably have other purposes for becoming my disciple..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart, then ignored Bai Zisheng and read the book "The Five Elements Formation" for enlightenment.

He had to finish reading this book today, and then he had some questions. He would go to ask Mr. Zhuang in the evening. If he continued to chat, he would not be able to finish it.

Bai Zisheng was boring himself. He didn't know what to do when he first arrived, so he and Bai Zixi held the spirit stone and meditated to practice.

When they practiced, the spiritual power around them showed a light blue color. Judging from the richness of the spiritual power, the two should have been in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Mo Hua was secretly shocked. It turned out that the foundation of the aristocratic family was different from that of ordinary cultivators. Although the two were only two or three years older than Mo Hua, their cultivation was already four or five small realms higher than Mo Hua.

And judging from what Bai Zisheng said just now, the two of them have high talent and level in formation.

Mo Hua secretly said: "There are always people better than you, and there are always people better than you. You should not be proud, but you should not be discouraged. Just practice and learn formations in a down-to-earth manner."

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

A cool breeze blew in the mountains, blowing away the leaves, stirring the pool water, and rippling, and then everything returned to calm.

Mr. Zhuang's courtyard originally had only one disciple, but now there are three.

And Mo Hua has become the one with the lowest cultivation, the worst qualifications, and the most inconspicuous among the three registered disciples.

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

Mo Hua said goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, and said goodbye to the Bai brothers and sisters at the intersection, then he carried the storage bag and walked down the mountain in the sunset on the mountain road.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were walking on another mountain road. On the way, Bai Zisheng couldn't help asking:

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

Aunt Xue hesitated for a moment and said: "Looking at the fluctuation of his spiritual power, he should have a spiritual root of the small five elements, with weak spiritual power and a lower-middle quality, and he doesn't look like he has formally learned the exercises."

"An ordinary small five-element spiritual root, with a lower-middle quality, reading the formation book for enlightenment..."

Bai Zisheng muttered, and then said: "Mr. Zhuang is willing to accept me and my sister as registered disciples, and he is doing it for my mother's sake. What virtue and ability does that kid named Mo Hua have to let Mr. Zhuang accept him as a registered disciple?"

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

"Mr. Zhuang is not bound by rules, and accepting disciples may not be Just look at the aptitude..."

Aunt Xue explained: "Besides, the cultivation is a long process, and we can't just look at the speed at one time. Mo Hua, this child, should be a casual cultivator. Unlike aristocratic families, casual cultivators have no inheritance and little foundation. Whether it is cultivation or formation, they start very late and improve very slowly. They can't compare with the children of aristocratic families in terms of progress. "

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

"The gap is more than big, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a world of difference."

Aunt Xue sighed and said:

"Any inconspicuous skill or formation inheritance of aristocratic families, in the hands of casual cultivators, can be regarded as a family heirloom. The classics that our Bai family enlightens our children may never see in their lifetime. "

Bai Zisheng was secretly shocked.

Aunt Xue then reminded him: "No matter what Mo Hua's background is, you are now half of the same school. You must not be disrespectful or angry with him. You must be tactful in your words and conversations, otherwise Mr. Zhuang may be unhappy."

"I know, Aunt Xue." Bai Zisheng replied as if he understood.

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

Old Kui put two stone tables under the big locust tree, and these two stone tables were next to Mo Hua's small table.

The three children practiced and studied on their own, and went to Mr. Zhuang to seek answers in the evening.

The Bai brothers and sisters were much better than Mo Hua in terms of cultivation and formation knowledge. Mo Hua could not understand many of the questions they asked, but Mr. Zhuang often gave a few random pointers and got to the point.

Although Mo Hua did not understand it thoroughly, he benefited a lot from it.

Mo Hua thought that it was a good thing that Mr. Zhuang accepted the Bai brothers and sisters as his registered disciples. Otherwise, there would be many questions that he had never encountered before and he would not know where to ask.

Now there was someone to help Mo Hua ask questions, and Mr. Zhuang would answer them. Mo Hua only needed to listen carefully.

In this way, the three of them became Mr. Zhuang's registered disciples. Their daily life was to practice and draw formations, and then ask Mr. Zhuang to answer questions, and then go home.

The three of them didn't talk much on weekdays. Mo Hua was very focused when reading and had no time to chat.

Bai Zisheng was a little arrogant. If Mo Hua didn't talk to him, he would naturally not talk to Mo Hua. Bai Zixi was a little cold and didn't like to talk much.

This kind of life lasted for a month, until one evening, Da Hu and the other two found Mo Hua and said that the Lotus Festival was coming, and asked Mo Hua to go shopping and see the excitement.

The Lotus Festival was a small festival, but it was quite lively.

It is said that this festival is set to commemorate a monk who has made outstanding achievements in Tongxian City. Every year at this time, incense is burned and the lamp of the nine-curved lotus is lit to express remembrance.

Mo Hua spent a day drawing the formation, and his spiritual consciousness was exhausted. He also used the meditation technique twice, so it was not suitable to use it again. It happened that there was nothing else to do, so he went out with three friends to watch the fun.

When passing by the far left side of the neighborhood, he found that a new cave was built in front of him. The location was relatively remote and the area was large. It seemed that several contiguous houses in the neighborhood were bought and rebuilt after being demolished.

There was no plaque on the gate of the cave, and it was also made of blue-gray bricks and stones. It looked low-key, but it still stood out among the flat and low houses of scattered cultivators.

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?"

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

"It will probably take 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? Are you complaining about the number of spirit stones?"

"It's just the number of 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 her 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.