One deed and one trick?

Zhenren Situ thought he had read it wrong, so he couldn't help but blink. When he looked again, Mo Hua looked as usual, and was still kind of obedient and cute, with a hint of confusion, and nothing else was strange.

"What the hell is going on?"

Situ Zhenren was puzzled and murmured in his heart.

On the other side, Bai Qingcheng was also a little incredible.

The devil of Taoist heart is dissolved...

Senior brother, did he show mercy?

This is impossible...

Bai Qingcheng couldn't help but ask, "Mo Hua... are you okay?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Uncle Master, I'm fine."

Everyone looked at each other, and then the Yuhua Zhenren asked tentatively: "Little brother, have you ever seen a Taoist with a strange aura?"

"See it." Mo Hua said truthfully.

Everyone was shocked, and then someone asked, "Where is that Taoist?"

"Let's go." Mo Hua said.

Everyone was stunned, "Leave?"

"Well," Mo Hua nodded, "Master taught me the technique of meditation. If evil thoughts enter the body and meditate in meditation, you can restrain yourself and suppress evil thoughts..."

"I meditated for a while, teacher..."

Mo Hua almost called out "Master" and still held back and changed his mouth, "...that Taoist... saw that my Taoist heart was firm and impeccable, so he left..."

A group of monks who have transformed into eternal monks are like listening to the heavenly books.

Is this the same thing as the Taoist heart?

But the young monk in front of him had a clean eyes and clear thinking, and was obviously out of control of the demonic thoughts.

“Is meditation…”

The group of Yuhua Zhenren was curious. Could this be Mr. Zhuang’s method?

They want to ask, but this kind of thing is not easy to ask.

But Zhenren Situ frowned.

Bai Qingcheng was even more stunned.

Others don’t know, but she and Mr. Zhuang went out together, so how could they not know what meditation is used for?

Meditation is used to meditate and cultivate the mind and to abandon distracting thoughts.

You can also restore your spiritual consciousness.

But if it is said that it can restrain oneself and keep one's heart and dispel the evil spirits of the Taoist heart, it is obviously nonsense...

Bai Qingcheng looked at the ink painting.

Mo Hua's little face is serious, serious, and there is a hint of ignorance in her "honest" eyes, and she doesn't look like she is lying at all.

This made Bai Qingcheng feel a little self-doubted.

Could it be that you didn’t learn it well, or that you didn’t learn it correctly?

Is there any deeper knowledge of meditation?

Bai Qingcheng was a little puzzled.

But no matter what, the ink painting is safe and sound, which is a good thing.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If they had no choice, they would not want to kill a young monk in his teenage years old.

What's more, this little monk has a special identity.

However, they were still a little worried, afraid that the demonic thoughts of the ink painting would not disappear, and the demon seed was suddenly eroded, and they became crazy, so they could only lock him in the room and observe for a while.

A few days later, everything was normal in Mohua and there was no strange demonic spirit.

Only then did everyone feel relieved and release the ink painting.

Only Situ Zhenren occasionally looked at the ink paintings and felt thoughtful, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

He can't forget the look he saw in Mo Hua in that day.

In the eyes, the half clear, half strange, and just happens to be natural, is really incredible.

It's fine to be clear...

But this strangeness... the more I look at it, the more I look like a traitor...

He was always afraid that Mo Hua suddenly changed his spiritual consciousness one day, his pupils turned black, and he turned into a small "scivil Taoist"...

Fortunately, after that, Mo Hua looked as usual and was not unusual.

Only then did Situ Zhenren feel relieved.

At this point, the affairs of the treacherous Taoist were settled and came to an end.

The Mystery and Sky Array has been solved, and the bottleneck of the Mohua Tianyan Art has been broken. He can consider formally building the foundation.

It’s just that before building the foundation, you have to take some time to prepare.

Warm the meridians and the sea of ​​qi, buy some elixirs for later use, and prepare spirit stones. It is particularly important to completely refine the remaining thoughts, keep your mind and body in the same way, leaving no flaws, otherwise you will not be at ease.

But the other monks had to leave first.

A group of families and sects from all over the Dao Court, as well as Bai Qingcheng.

For ink painting, building the foundation is a major event.

But for other monks, especially these real people in the feather, it is a trivial matter.

The established itinerary will not change.

No one cares, Mo Hua is a small Qi Refining Cultivator, can he build a foundation?

A few days after that, Yuhua Zhenren left one after another.

Three days later, Mr. Zhuang will also be sent to the Bai family.

Ink painting temporarily put the foundation-building matter.

He was afraid that he would never see his master again in the future, so he stayed by Mr. Zhuang's side every day these days.

The master, who was once gentle as the spring breeze and rain, is now lying there coldly.

Mo Hua felt very uncomfortable.

He hoped that Master could open his eyes, look at himself again, and talk to him, but unfortunately all this was delusion.

Sometimes when Mo Hua is tired, he will lie down and sleep.

The eternal light was dim, and the warm lights were draped on him, as if someone was comforting him, but unfortunately the ink painting knew nothing.

This Rimohua fell asleep while sleeping, hazy, and listened to someone talking.

It was Situ Zhenren and Uncle Bai Shishi.

Perhaps they thought Ink Painting fell asleep, so they did not avoid Ink Painting.

“…can it be saved?”

"It's hard..."

When Mo Hua heard this old voice, he knew it was Situ Zhenren.

"... In addition to the secret of heaven, my body is also... Alas, the sea of ​​qi is broken, the sea of ​​consciousness is exhausted, the bones of Tao are taken away, and my heart and blood are burned by the sword energy, and there is no way to make up for it..."

"Even if there are any heavenly treasures in the future, it will be only the first step to replenish this body..."

"The consciousness is the most troublesome..."

"This involves the secret of heaven, and also cause and effect..."

Bai Qingcheng's face was pale, "Is there really no chance..."

Situ Zhenren shook his head, "This kind of thing is like becoming an immortal..."

"Is there a chance to become an immortal? There must be, but in these vast nine provinces, all living beings, have been tens of thousands of years, and no one can become an immortal..."

"There is a chance, but it's too slim. This opportunity is similar to not having it..."

Bai Qingcheng sighed.

Situ Zhenren hesitated for a moment and persuaded him: "I say something, Bai Zhenren, you... may not like to listen..."

Bai Qingcheng was stunned, "Senior, tell me..."

Situ Zhenren said carefully: "Now, Mr. Zhuang has just 'dead'..."
To be continued...