When I really started to learn ink painting, I found that passing water is not as difficult as I thought before.

The difficulty of the passing water step is to use spiritual consciousness to control spiritual power and spiritual power to pull the physical body. The stronger the spiritual consciousness controls spiritual power, the more flexible the spiritual power can influence the physical body.

According to Mr. Zhuang, the ancient technique of Tian Yan Jue does not increase spiritual power or strengthen the five elements, but is good at enhancing the control of spiritual consciousness.

And Mo Huaben is a formation master. He draws formations every day, and his use of spiritual consciousness is better than that of ordinary monks. After practicing Tianyan Jue, he is even more powerful. He can control spiritual power and activate body movements, which is not a difficult task.

I found it difficult before, mostly because I was born weak and easily unbalanced in my movements, so I couldn't use the body technique well.

For ordinary monks, even if the physical body is not strong, it is sufficient for practicing body skills. The difficult thing is how to control the spiritual power in detail, so that the spiritual power can operate accurately and reach the meridians and acupuncture points of the limbs.

As for ink painting, the most difficult thing is that the physical body is weak, so it is not difficult at all to transfer spiritual power to the meridians and acupuncture points.

Not only that, the spiritual power of ink painting is even more detailed than what is required in the passing water step heart method diagram. In some complex body movements, ink painting can also make some more complex changes.

In just ten days, Mo Hua had almost mastered the movement of the water-passing step.

But if I can't do it with optical skills, I feel that actual practice is still needed in ink painting.

On this day, Mo Hua came to the foot of the mountain outside Tongxian City and found a big tree with deep roots and lush leaves.

The big trees are full of wild fruits. These wild fruits are relatively small, sour and inedible, so they bear so many fruits that they are almost all over the tree.

Mo Hua kicked the big tree, but the tree didn't move at all, but the soles of his feet were numb.

Mo Hua had no choice but to draw a simple earthquake formation and bury it under the big tree.

The seismic formation is a basic earth-based formation. It contains not many formation patterns and is simple to draw. When activated by spiritual power, it will vibrate.

The ink painting injected some spiritual power to activate the formation. The seismic formation flashed with earthy gray light, and then vibrated. The big trees also trembled, and wild fruits fell from the trees one after another.

The fallen wild fruits hit the ink painting standing under the tree.

Mo Hua regained his energy and began to use water-passing footwork to avoid falling wild fruits.

A dozen or so wild fruits fell, and Mo Hua dodged eight or nine of them, and was only hit twice. One on the shoulder, and another on the head.

Mo Hua covered his little head and breathed in the cold air.

I miscalculated, I didn't expect that being hit would hurt so much.

Mo Hua glanced at the towering tree, and then walked away angrily. Almost an hour later, Mo Hua came over again with a small helmet on his head.

He just went to see Master Chen.

This small helmet was specially made by Master Chen for him. It is simple and light. It cannot protect against attacks from monks, but it is more than enough to prevent a few wild fruits from falling.

The fearless ink painting activated the seismic array again and began to avoid falling wild fruits with water steps.

At the beginning, Mo Hua was concentrating and did not get hit a few times. Later, although his consciousness was still clear, his hands and feet were tired, his movements were no longer flexible, his spiritual power gradually became weaker, and there were more wild fruits on his body.

It was getting late, and Mo Hua patted the big tree and said, "I'll come back tomorrow." Then he went home.

After returning home, Liu Ruhua applied medicine to Mo Hua and said distressedly: "Where have you been playing? Why are you bruised and swollen..."

"It's okay, mom, it doesn't hurt."

Liu Ruhua's hand used the medicine a little, and Mo Hua screamed in pain.

Liu Ruhua said angrily: "Are you saying it doesn't hurt?" After saying this, he felt a little distressed and his movements became gentle again.

Mo Hua said: "They are all skin injuries, nothing to worry about."

"You're not fighting with someone, are you?"

"Don't worry, mother, I'm practicing my body skills so that I can run away if there is danger in the future..."

"Really?" Liu Ruhua asked.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Liu Ruhua breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." Looking at the bruises on Mo Hua's body, he couldn't help but said, "Then you should be careful."

Mo Hua said confidently: "Mom, don't worry, I'm just learning. After a while, even if it rains heavily, it won't get the corners of my clothes wet..."

Liu Ruhua laughed and shook his head, and couldn't help pinching Mo Hua's nose, "You're not too small!"

On the second day, Mo Hua's "injury" had not healed, the bruising on his shoulders and back had not gone away, and his whole body ached when he pulled a hair. Although he became more proficient in the water-passing footwork, his performance was no better than on the first day.

On the third day, the pain in Mo Hua was relieved and his footwork improved, so there were fewer wild fruits that could hit Mo Hua.

Every day after that, Mo Hua practiced his body skills under the tree. Every time there were fewer wild fruits on the tree, Mo Hua's progress improved a little.

By the time I became more proficient in the ink painting step, there were not many wild fruits left on the trees.

In front of the ink painting, a towering tree stands silently. A few green wild fruits hang lonely on the leafy treetops.

It looks a bit desolate...

Mo Hua felt sorry for it, so he drew a water-wood array and buried it at the root of the big tree.

The water-wood array can store water vapor, nourish spiritual trees, and help flowers, plants and trees grow. It can be regarded as an apology for ink painting.

The big tree was nourished by the water-wood array, and its leaves seemed a little greener.

Although I am relatively proficient in the ink painting step of passing water, it is hard to say how it will fare in actual combat.

After all, there are traces for falling wild fruits, but in actual fighting, the enemy's fists, kicks and spells may not have a fixed trajectory.

After all, you need to find someone and practice with them.

But who to look for?

Mo Shan wants to go into the mountains to hunt monsters, and both in terms of cultivation and practical experience, they are much higher than Mo Hua, so it is not suitable. Since Dahu and the other two became monster hunters, they often go to Daheishan.

It may take three to five days, or up to half a month. Even if you come back, you will still have a lot of things to do, and you will certainly not be able to trouble them.

Dazhu and the others also have to learn weapon refining from Master Chen every day, so they are very busy.

Zhang Lan?

Mo Hua thought for a while, but still shook his head. Although he looked idle, he was Daotingsi's Diansi after all, so he couldn't really do nothing every day. Moreover, the movement itself was taught by him, so letting him practice as a sparring partner would be a bit shameless.

Already.

Mo Hua couldn't think of a suitable candidate.

A few days later, Mo Hua brought wine and food to Mr. Zhuang, asked a few questions, and then left.

When she walked under the big locust tree, she found Bai Zixi with a quiet face, reading a book with a gentle and beautiful look, and the crystal white locust flowers fell softly on her body.

On the side, Bai Zisheng was lying on his back under a tree, with a book covering his face, looking extremely bored and hopeless. He would occasionally roll around, and his demeanor was really hard to watch.

Mo Hua sighed.

When Bai Zisheng heard the sound, he immediately sat up and looked at the ink painting with bright eyes.

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