After that, when Mo Hua had free time, he went to Mr. Zhuang's Zuowangju to practice martial arts with Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zisheng's understanding is very high. Every time they compete, his body skills become more proficient, but his progress in ink painting body skills is faster.

At the beginning, Bai Zisheng had the advantage, but as Mo Hua's passing moves became more and more proficient, within twenty rounds, it would be difficult for Bai Zisheng to grab the jade pendant around Mo Hua's neck.

In order to learn more about each other, the two changed the number from twenty chapters to forty chapters.

"Something's wrong..."

After a sparring session, Bai Zisheng frowned.

"What's wrong?" Mo Hua asked.

"Your movement technique is a bit evil..."

Mo Hua looked puzzled.

"Obviously it looks ordinary and it's not a big deal, but it's so slippery that I almost catch it, but if I dodge, it will still slip through my fingertips, and I can't catch it no matter what..."

"Doesn't this just mean that this movement technique is not ordinary?"

Bai Zisheng shook his head, "In the final analysis, this movement technique is to use spiritual power to pull the physical body. However, there are many movements that use spiritual power to pull the physical body. I have never seen such a tricky one."

Mo Hua didn't understand, "Isn't it just to use spiritual consciousness to guide spiritual power, move the spiritual power to some meridians and acupuncture points, and then pull the body to move... Would this be difficult?"

It's not difficult, but being able to control spiritual power with spiritual consciousness and control it so accurately and even down to the smallest detail is not that simple.

Bai Zisheng looked at the ink painting again.

Mo Hua is currently at the fifth level of Qi Refining, but his spiritual consciousness is enough to draw eight formations. Moreover, he has seen Mo Hua draw formations, and the brush strokes are very fast. In a short time, he can draw a set of six or seven formations.

Draw the formation.

Bai Zisheng was stunned for a moment, unable to tell whether the evil was caused by movement or ink painting...

But he didn't take it to heart. There were so many monks and spells in the world. Some monks who practiced certain types of spells were indeed more powerful than others.

Mo Hua's body skills were indistinguishable from those of those who had suppressed his cultivation. It was too late for Bai Zisheng to be happy.

Every day after that, he finished his homework early, then sat under the big locust tree, waiting for Mo Hua to come and learn his body skills with him.

Suddenly one day, Bai Zisheng asked: "Did you learn Shenfa to dodge the monks' Taoism?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "In addition to monks, there are also monsters."

He might enter Dahei Mountain one day. The monsters in Dahei Mountain are much stronger than the monks.

"Then you'd better practice with the monster again." Bai Zisheng took a bite of meat and said casually.

"Ah?" Mo Hua was startled.

Bai Zisheng said: "The attacks of monsters are different from those of human monks. If you can dodge the monks, you may not be able to dodge the monsters."

"Yes." Mo Hua suddenly realized.

Monsters are huge in size, physically powerful, and have sharp claws. Most of them are on all fours, and their move trajectories are completely different from those of monks.

What's more, some monsters are good at attacking with poisonous tails, thorns, saliva and cracked teeth, making them even more weird and cunning.

Mo Hua scratched his head, "But I can't find a monster to practice with. If I'm not careful, I won't be eaten by another monster..."

"I mean, you just have to pay attention." Bai Zisheng said casually.

Mo Hua took this matter seriously.

He mentally evaluated the probability of being killed by a monk or bitten to death by a monster.

I think it is more likely to be bitten to death by a monster.

Daheishan is dangerous and unpredictable, and the monsters are ferocious and treacherous.

As long as he enters Dahei Mountain in the future, he will have to face monsters, and the monsters' brute strength, speed and weird behavior are not comparable to those of monks.

"How to compete with monsters? Do you want to try to become a monster hunter?"

Mo Hua thought about it and decided to forget it.

A few days later, Mo Hua was reading Zhen Shu in a restaurant.

He can already draw the formation of the eight formations. In order to save some spiritual ink, he doesn't draw it every day, so he only reads the formation book when he has time.

I can't compete with Bai Zisheng every day.

Aunt Xue found out about Bai Zisheng's sparring with Mo Hua, and he spilled the beans when he was happy.

Aunt Xue was a little angry. She felt that Bai Zisheng was a little playful and disturbed Mo Hua from learning formations, so she gave him more homework.

Mo Hua approached Aunt Xue to intercede, saying that he wanted to practice body skills, so Bai Zisheng competed with him.

But Aunt Xue obviously didn't believe it. She knew that Mo Hua was born weak, so how could he suddenly learn some body skills?

She thought that Mo Hua was really excusing Bai Zisheng, so she said: "Good boy, I know you are doing it for the good of the young master, but you can't live up to the rules."

After Aunt Xue finished talking to Mo Hua, she went back and gave Bai Zisheng a few more homework assignments.

Mo Hua had no choice but to bring Bai Zisheng some food occasionally to comfort him.

Zhang Lan, who used to frequent restaurants, seemed to have something wrong. He suddenly became busy, and he was not seen for quite some time.

The ink painting suddenly became a lot clearer, and I could only read the formation book alone.

While Mo Hua was reading alone, Aunt Jiang brought a bowl of chicken soup over and asked Mo Hua to drink it while it was hot.

Aunt Jiang's single name is Yun, and her husband's surname is Chu. She is also a demon hunter. She was seriously injured when hunting demons before. The family has no other income and has a child who cannot eat. Liu Ruhua asked her to come to the restaurant to help. Now her family is poor.

He gradually got better and his face looked much better.

Although his husband cannot hunt monsters, he is good at using traps. He occasionally goes up the mountain to catch some weak monsters and sells them for spiritual stones to supplement the family income. Sometimes he can even catch spiritual beasts.

These spiritual beasts should have been raised by family members or sect elders. They accidentally ran into the mountains and gradually turned into demons. Their spiritual energy was also much thinner, but their meat quality was still better than that of demonic beasts.

Jiang Yun stews these spiritual beasts into a delicious broth, and always leaves some for ink painting.

Jiang Yun is good at pastries and can fry pine nuts. She learned the cooking technique from Liu Ruhua and the taste is also very good.

"Thank you Aunt Jiang!" Mo Hua said happily while drinking the delicious chicken soup.

Mo Hua ate happily, and Jiang Yun was also very happy, but she was not good at words and just smiled shyly.

"By the way, is the wooden binding formation that I gave to Uncle Chu last time useful?"

Mo Hua remembered something and asked.

"Yeah, it's useful." Jiang Yun nodded, "Every time your Uncle Chu comes back from the mountain, he always praises the formation as being very useful. Now that the monster is trapped in the trap, it won't hurt its fur."

The monsters in the trap often damage their fur by rushing around and biting them, so they cannot sell many spiritual stones.

After Mo Hua heard about it, he found a formation called "Wooden Binding Formation" in "The Collection of Thousand Formations", which could bind the monster. Although it cost a spirit stone to activate the formation, the monster would be able to bind it.

An intact fur can be sold for a lot more spiritual stones.

"That's it..." Jiang Yun hesitated.

"Is there something wrong with the formation?" Mo Hua asked.

"No, no." Jiang Yun waved her hand, "It's not the formation, it's that your Uncle Chu caught a young monster before. The monster was trapped in a trap for many days, but it was still alive. Your Uncle Chu took it

I brought it back, but I don’t know what to do with it..."

"Young monster?"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

Thank you to Ender Sky for the reward~

Today is still the fifth update.

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