Chapter 112: Spells

On the way back, Elder Yu admonished his son, saying:"Don't tell anyone about Mo Hua painting array methods for now."

Yu Chengyi was stunned. "Why?"

"He's still young and from a humble background. With excessive talent, he might attract jealousy, which isn't necessarily a good thing."

"Oh." Yu Chengyi seemed to understand, yet not entirely.

"But it's not like he can hide forever, right? If Mo Hua really has talent in array methods, it will come out sooner or later," Yu Chengyi added.

"At least wait until he's a bit older and has the ability to protect himself."

Elder Yu's gaze held both gratification and some worry. He hoped the child could grow up safely.

After finishing the Iron Armor Array painting, Mo Hua earned spirit stones, got some free spirit ink, and received the gift from Elder Yu. He was in a very happy mood.

The next day, he went to find Bai Zisheng, wanting to verify the effect of the Passing Water Step.

Bai Zisheng was initially joyful, but then suddenly remembered something, hanging his head with a disappointed expression."Aunt Xue has given me a lot of homework, and she won't let me spar with you."

Mo Hua was also stunned. "Then how about we spar just one match?"

Bai Zisheng looked troubled."If we sneak in a spar, Aunt Xue won't know, right?"

Bai Zisheng stole a glance at his sister, Bai Zixi, who was sitting on the side, and said:"Aunt Xue told Zixi to watch me and not let me fight with you."

Bai Zixi, who was elegantly and quietly reading nearby, heard the words, her beautiful eyes moved slightly. She lightly looked at Bai Zisheng and said in a gentle and pleasant voice:"I can not tell Aunt Xue, but can you finish your homework?"

Bai Zisheng couldn't say anything. Aunt Xue had given him a lot of homework, including refining pills, crafting tools, and cultivating Dao principles. If he sparred with Mo Hua, he definitely wouldn't finish his homework.

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zisheng sympathetically. "You should do your homework properly. I'll bring you some good food when I have time."

Bai Zisheng's mood improved a little.

Mo Hua, after leaving the Sit-Forget Mountain Residence, sighed. He had finally learned a body method with great effort, but there was unexpectedly nowhere to use it, which made him quite disappointed.

"Or, while I have time now, should I learn another method?"

Thinking this, Mo Hua brightened up again. Being able to attack when advancing and defend when retreating was the mark of a qualified spirit cultivator.

But... who should he learn methods from? Mo Hua felt a bit troubled again.

He hadn't seen Zhang Lan for many days, unsure what he was busy with. He estimated it was something related to the Dao Court Department, leaving him unable to free himself. However, even if Zhang Lan were free, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to seek him out. You couldn't milk one sheep dry. He had already learned the Passing Water Step, which he used discreetly. Learning more from others wasn't really suitable.

If Zhang Lan were to suddenly get interested and teach him some sect-suppressing ultimate art, the elders of the Zhang family probably wouldn't let him go, no matter what. Even if they didn't kill him to silence him, they would likely want to force him into marriage. That would be a huge loss for Mo Hua.

But there was no one else who could teach him methods...

Mo Hua thought long and hard and finally decided to swallow his pride and go ask Mr. Zhuang.

The next day, Mo Hua brought some beef and pastries for the siblings Zisheng and Zixi, and also brought some wine and meat to see Mr. Zhuang. After asking a few questions about array methods, Mo Hua several times wanted to speak but hesitated.

Mr. Zhuang had the appearance of an immortal with a detached air. He couldn't detect any blood energy or spirit power from him. What if he wasn't skilled in Dao methods and had never fought anyone? What if he asked him these things and he couldn't answer? Mo Hua was very considerate of Mr. Zhuang, so in the end, he didn't ask.

When he came out, he ran into Old Kui who was playing chess alone in the pavilion. Mo Hua gave Old Kui several boxes of pine nuts, then accompanied him for two games of Five Elements Chess.

Before leaving, Old Kui asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

"How did you see that?" Mo Hua couldn't help but ask.

"Your chess skill has regressed," Old Kui said.

Mo Hua's mouth opened in surprise. With the simple Five Elements Chess, he could play with his eyes closed. How could he regress...

However, Old Kui's words reminded him. Mo Hua took the opportunity to softly ask:"Grandpa Kui, do you know any methods?"

Old Kui hesitated for a moment, then said, "I understand a little."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up. "Then can you teach me a bit?"

Old Kui stood up and walked away. Mo Hua still thought Old Kui was unwilling, but who knew that after a few steps, Old Kui turned his head to look at Mo Hua and said:"Follow me."

"Oh, oh." Mo Hua quickly followed.

Old Kui led Mo Hua to another piece of grassland far from the large locust tree. Here, the terrain was open, the green grass was lush, and there were small bridges, a pond, and a bamboo grove that rustled in the wind.

"When learning methods, don't just look at how powerful they are. The most suitable one is the best," Old Kui said.

Mo Hua listened seriously, then asked:"Then, Grandpa Kui, what method should I learn?"

Old Kui thought for a moment and said, "Weird and unfathomable methods, such as illusion techniques, strange techniques, unorthodox techniques..."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

"...Your spirit root is not good, you won't be able to learn them."

Mo Hua: "..."

"Extremely powerful methods, such as those in the Five Elements category..."

Mo Hua's spirits lifted.

"...Your spirit power is not enough, you can't use them."

Mo Hua looked at Old Kui a little resentfully.

Old Kui's face seemed to hold a half-smile. "But your divine sense is extraordinary. You don't need to learn these complex things. Learning the most simple method is fine."

Old Kui threw a thin book to Mo Hua. Mo Hua opened it and saw three large characters written on it: Fireball Technique.

Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa Kui, what's the difference between this Fireball Technique and other Fireball Techniques?"

Old Kui shook his head. "None."

Mo Hua flipped through a few pages and discovered that the Fireball Technique recorded in Old Kui's book was not much different from the 《Basic Fireball Technique of the Qi Refining Period》 he had seen before. His heart felt a little disappointed.

"Don't you want to learn it?" Old Kui asked.

Mo Hua hesitated for a bit, feeling that Old Kui was right. Methods that were too complex, too difficult, and required too much spirit power were indeed not suitable for him. Moreover, he hadn't originally intended to learn any extraordinary method. Learning from the basics up was best, and practicality was the key. Old Kui was willing to teach him; he was grateful and couldn't be picky.

Mo Hua shook his head and said sincerely:"I do want to learn it, Grandpa Kui. Please teach me."

Old Kui imperceptibly nodded.

"The key to methods lies in three points: divine sense, spirit power, and meridians."

"Mobilize spirit power with divine sense, travel along the meridians to specific acupoints, form a great cycle, and then you can condense the method."

"Body methods themselves are a type of method. You've learned a body method, so you should understand a similar principle. Learning the Fireball Technique now shouldn't be difficult..."

Old Kui explained a few key points to Mo Hua, who memorized them one by one, then operated his spirit power according to the incantation and meridian map in the Fireball Technique. The Fireball Technique was very simple, and the route of spirit power operation was much simpler than the Passing Water Step. Mo Hua tried a few times and then learned it.

"Give it a try," Old Kui said.

Mo Hua held his breath and focused, mobilizing his spirit power, activating his meridians, and forming a great cycle. Then, he pointed his finger, aiming at the pond not far away. Faint red spirit power condensed at Mo Hua's fingertip, forming a ball of red gaseous flame. Then, following Mo Hua's divine sense, it flew straight towards the pond.

The fireball exploded on the water surface, splashing pond water, shattering water grass, and startling the fish at the bottom of the pond. The surface of the pond rippled for a while, a messy scene.

Not much else, also cheaper.

Later, if I get lazy with the title, then even larger chapters.

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