Chapter 59: Selection

Mo Hua didn't choose a technique in the end. When they parted ways, Mo Hua's back looked a little lonely.

Bai Zixi saw this and suddenly said, "I'll ask Aunt Xue to bring you some spiritual objects."

Mo Hua was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the usually cold Bai Zixi was actually so kind. He couldn't help but smile, but still refused:

"No need. Cultivation is a lifelong thing. I can't rely on others to cultivate for my whole life. What's more, you can't accept rewards without merit. You can't just take other people's things."

Bai Zixi looked indifferent, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he said sincerely, "Thank you!"

Mo Hua is always grateful for the kindness of others.

After the few people left, Mr. Zhuang, who had been sitting on a recliner from the sun to the moon, slowly got up and came to the remote and dusty study room. He couldn't help muttering:

"Old Kui is too lazy. How long has this study room not been cleaned?"

The figure of Old Kui suddenly appeared behind the empty room:

"Since it is not used, what difference does it make whether it is cleaned or not?"

"How many times have I told you not to be so elusive all the time? A good yard has become gloomy."

Mr. Zhuang said dissatisfiedly, and then walked around in the study room, flipping through various books and jade slips. The originally untidy study room became even more messy.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for a few volumes of exercises." Mr. Zhuang said casually.

"For Mo Hua?"

"Not bad."

"You didn't care so much about your apprentice before." Old Kui's tone was flat, but there was a bit of sarcasm.

Mr. Zhuang picked a few jade slips, spread them out on the table, sat down slowly and methodically, and read through them one by one:

"In the past, I devoted myself to Taoism, so I was inevitably arrogant. Now that times have changed and I have no chance to follow Taoism, I naturally have some free time to meddle in other people's affairs."

Old Kui stopped talking, and the room instantly became quiet.

After a while, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but said, "You should talk occasionally, otherwise this room will really feel gloomy."

Old Kui said coldly, "What do you want me to say?"

Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and said, "What kind of martial arts should I choose for Mo Hua?"

"It's best not to choose."

"Why not?"

"If you don't interfere, you won't be involved in cause and effect, and Mo Hua will have less trouble."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "You believe in cause and effect, but I don't. Even if there is cause and effect in this world, you can't avoid it if you want to. Maybe when I came to Lizhou and accepted Mo Hua as my apprentice, I have already touched the cause and effect. Once the heavenly secret is in motion, I can't change it even if I want to."

After saying this, Mr. Zhuang felt unlucky again and said self-deprecatingly:

"When people lose their Tao heart, their mentality becomes old. This is the same as those old guys in Tianquan Pavilion who are playing tricks."

Old Kui said indifferently, " I was the old thing in Tianquan Pavilion. Whether Lao Lao was one, I simply asked, "Do you have any exercises there, do you also take a look?" "My merit here is not appropriate." Mr. Zhuang sighed, "It's so troublesome to have a bad spirit root. You said why this child is not a spiritual root, and the exercise method is better. Like I chose the merit, just pick the best door. "Lao Lao rolled his eyes silently." It is different, the Chinese products are down, and the five elements of spirit roots must not be too expensive ... "Mr. Zhuang said. "The requirement of being different is redundant..."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said, "No, to be my disciple, you must be different."

"It's just a registered disciple, not a direct disciple who has worshipped the master and served tea."

"You don't understand this," Mr. Zhuang looked mysterious, "The registered disciples are so different, which shows the excellence of me as a master."

Old Kui said, "Didn't you say that masters are arrogant with strength, and losers are arrogant with words..."

"Can you remember some good words I said?" Mr. Zhuang was unhappy.

"You were arrogant back then, but you didn't say good things."

Mr. Zhuang was a little annoyed, and said, "Business is more important, choose the skills first."

Mr. Zhuang searched the whole room again, and kept the ones he thought were suitable, and threw away the unsuitable ones.

Old Kui quietly followed behind Mr. Zhuang to clean up, occasionally handing over one or two jade slips. Mr. Zhuang glanced at them and was slightly disgusted, but still kept them, muttering:

"Your taste in choosing skills is still so vulgar..."

The next day, Mo Hua spent a day drawing formations. When he was about to go home in the evening, he saw Mr. Zhuang in the bamboo pavilion waving at him.

Mo Hua walked over, bowed, and couldn't help wondering, "Sir, do you have anything to tell me?"

Mr. Zhuang directly placed a large bag of mixed jade slips and classics in front of Mo Hua, "Pick one."

Mo Hua couldn't help but open his mouth, "Sir..."

"Since you call me Sir, I can't treat you too badly. The exercises are just a piece of cake."

Mo Hua thought of Mr. Zhuang, who was always lazy and could lie on the recliner for a whole day. Looking at the large bag of exercises in front of him that were obviously carefully selected, he felt warm in his heart, stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Pick one yourself, I'll understand it first."

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand, lay back on the chair, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Mo Hua tried not to disturb Mr. Zhuang, and gently and carefully flipped through the pile of exercises in front of him.

"Spiritual Transformation Secret", "Sitting Dao Gong", "Heaven and Earth Two Principles Sutra", "Immortal Path Divine Art"...

These techniques are mysterious just by looking at their names, and their effects are even more extraordinary. Some can increase spiritual power, some can cultivate both spiritual and physical, and some can even reduce bottlenecks in cultivation. At the lowest, they can cultivate spiritual power for thirty cycles, and most of the names of the spiritual objects required are familiar to Mo Hua.

With Mo Hua's current perspective of Qi Refining, they are familiar, which means that even if these spiritual objects are rare, they are definitely not the kind of rare treasures that are priceless, or the innate spiritual objects that are rare and incomparable.

It can be seen that Mr. Zhuang must have spent a lot of time and effort when choosing these techniques.

Mo Hua silently kept these favors in mind, and then concentrated on choosing techniques.

First, choose the cheapest one, which requires the least spiritual objects; then find the one that can cultivate spiritual power for the most cycles; then find the most suitable attributes; then find the most practical effect...

Mo Hua picked and chose, and finally chose a few relatively suitable ones, and then he was worried again.

The minimum amount of spiritual objects required is not enough, but it does not mean that there are no spiritual objects. In actual calculation, it will cost more than a thousand spiritual stones.

Some of the spiritual objects that Mo Hua has read in the past few days cost tens of thousands of spiritual stones. Compared with them, a few thousand spiritual stones are already the cheapest.

But Mo Hua suddenly realized that even if it was only a few thousand spiritual stones, he could not afford it at all.

Mo Hua was suddenly a little frustrated.

At this time, Mo Hua suddenly turned over a jade slip with a rough surface and an unusually ancient shape. Compared with various elegant or exquisite books and jade slips, it seemed out of place.

Mo Hua took it in his hand, immersed in his spiritual consciousness, and the three ancient characters of "Tian Yan Jue" were imprinted in his mind. Mo Hua read it for a while and suddenly felt that the description of this technique seemed to be missing something.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that there was no note of the spiritual objects required in this technique.

Does that mean that there is no need for additional spiritual objects to practice this technique?

As soon as this idea came into his mind, it struck Mo Hua's young mind, making him so excited that he could hardly control himself.