Chapter 309: Fireball Secret Manual

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Was there really a mastermind behind Heishan Village?

In the following days, Mo Hua would think about this question whenever he had free time, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't find any clues. Even if he tried to investigate, there were no leads for the time being, making it impossible to start.

Mo Hua could only focus on his own matters first, enhancing his spiritual consciousness, mastering array formations, and learning more things.

In case something unexpected happened in the future, he would have some confidence in his actions.

As for array formations, there was no need to mention it; Mo Hua practiced the Nilin Array every day.

Besides that, what else could he learn?

Mo Hua calculated and suddenly remembered that he still had a secret manual for the Huoqiu Technique.

This secret manual was obtained from the pale-faced evil cultivator who was on night watch in Heishan Village.

The pale-faced evil cultivator practiced the Xiling Evil Cultivation, and his spells were actually quite ordinary. It was entirely thanks to this secret manual that the Huoqiu Technique had a considerable amount of power.

Mo Hua used the strategy of "drive a tiger to swallow a wolf," causing the pale-faced man's death, and then picked up the secret manual for the Huoqiu Technique.

It was just that later there were many things to attend to, and Mo Hua temporarily forgot about it.

Mo Hua leaned over his small desk, took out his storage pouch, and rummaged through it for the secret manual of the Huoqiu Technique.

The secret manual had the words "Huoqiu Technique心得" written on it. The handwriting was handwritten, the binding was a bit rough, and there were many folded marks.

It seemed that it was not a formal spell inheritance, but rather a personal spell experience of a certain cultivator.

Mo Hua opened the pages and roughly skimmed through them, getting a general idea.

This "Huoqiu Technique 心得" was not the pale-faced man's own; he probably killed someone and seized it.

The original owner of the secret manual had the surname Yang and was just an ordinary spirit cultivator.

His talent was not high, his spirit root was poor, and the cultivation method he practiced was naturally not good. The only spell he could learn was this Huoqiu Technique.

But he did not get discouraged. Instead, he practiced tirelessly, studied diligently, and even consulted and discussed with different spirit cultivators who were proficient in the Huoqiu Technique. He spent most of his life and finally figured out a method for using the Huoqiu Technique on his own.

This method could enhance the power of the Huoqiu Technique, making this common, unremarkable, and often looked down upon by most cultivators, a regular spell with considerable destructive power.

The secret of the method lay in the meridians for qi circulation.

All spells, in the final analysis, are about using spiritual consciousness to control the spiritual power in the Qi Sea, circulating it through specific meridians, and condensing into different spells.

Even for the same spell with the same effect, the transmitted meridian diagrams always have differences.

Some are differences in the main meridians, while others are discrepancies in the subtle collaterals.

The original owner of the secret manual spent countless time and energy collecting various meridian diagrams of the Huoqiu Technique. Finally, he classified them uniformly, compared them one by one, and then summarized and organized them on his own, forming the most complex, but also the most powerful meridian diagram for the Huoqiu Technique.

At the same time, all his various insights on using the Huoqiu Technique were also recorded in the meridian diagram.

It was just that for some unknown reason in the end, this secret manual ended up in the hands of the pale-faced evil cultivator.

Mo Hua read through this manual in one sitting and couldn't help but feel emotional.

How much effort must have been put into writing this thin volume of insights...

The cultivator who wrote this manual, their firm resolve, meticulous thinking, and focused attention, made Mo Hua feel inadequate.

Mo Hua couldn't help but think that there might be many more cultivators in this world with such perseverance and talent.

However, constrained by their background, spiritual root, and inheritance, they could only waste or bury these talents.

Mo Hua felt it was a great pity.

The original owner of this secret manual should have been a person of astonishing talent, but now they are unknown, and even died obscurely.

Only at the end of the manual, there was a simple sentence written:

The Dao has no size, spells have no strength or weakness; a tiny spark can also ignite a prairie fire.

Mo Hua felt a surge of energy after reading it.

This secret manual falling into the hands of the pale-faced evil cultivator and being used for evil deeds was indeed like a pearl covered in dust, a waste of natural resources.

Mo Hua secretly decided that he must study hard and cultivate this Huoqiu Technique to its extreme.

In the future, let all the cultivators in the cultivation world know the power of the Huoqiu Technique!

Mo Hua began to learn this stronger Huoqiu Technique according to the meridian diagram in the manual.

The meridian diagram for this Huoqiu Technique was very complex, and Mo Hua originally thought it would be difficult to learn.

As a result, he learned it in half a day...

This was much less time than he had anticipated.

And the Huoqiu Technique he used was very strange. The color was darker, showing a deep dark red, and the fireball was noticeably smaller.

It looked a bit weird...

For a moment, Mo Hua didn't know whether he had learned it or not, or whether he had learned it incorrectly...

As for its power, Mo Hua didn't dare to test it yet.

He was afraid of testing out some problems, and his home was not a place to test spells.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then ran back to Mr. Zhuang's mountain dwelling, walked through the small bamboo forest, and came to the pond, preparing to practice with the fish in the pond as usual.

The foolish fish in the pond were still swimming leisurely, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

Mo Hua calmed his mind and concentrated, circulating his spiritual power. A moment later, the dark red but small Huoqiu Technique was condensed.

Then Mo Hua pointed, and the strange fireball moved according to Mo Hua's will, suddenly flying directly into the pond.

A low explosion sound rang out.

In an instant, the pond water evaporated, the aquatic plants were scorched, and only charred fish bones were left of the fish in the pond.

Mo Hua was stunned, and his mouth gradually opened wide.

The power of this Huoqiu Technique was actually so great...

This level of power was completely beyond his expectation.

Then he suddenly thought, "Will Mr. Zhuang be angry that the pond has been blown up like this..."

Just as Mo Hua was wondering what to do, he turned his head and saw Old Kui standing silently behind him, looking at the pond with surprise.

"Grandpa Kui... this..."

Old Kui said indifferently, "It's fine."

Then Old Kui waved his sleeve, and the scene before him rippled back, restoring to its original state.

The pond was still clear, the aquatic plants were still green, and the fish were still swimming foolishly but leisurely.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where did you learn this Huoqiu Technique?" Old Kui asked.

Mo Hua took out the Huoqiu Technique manual from his storage pouch and handed it to Old Kui, "I got it from an evil cultivator."

Old Kui took it, glanced at it, and nodded,

"Not bad."

Mo Hua was overjoyed. Old Kui said it was not bad, so this Huoqiu Technique must be truly good.

Mo Hua asked again, "But the Huoqiu Technique I cultivate seems a bit... not proper..."

"Not proper?"

Old Kui was slightly surprised and said, "Show me again."

Mo Hua looked at the clear blue pond in front of him and found it difficult to start.

Old Kui said, "Don't worry about it."

Mo Hua felt relieved and cast another Huoqiu Technique at the pond.

A dark red fireball condensed from Mo Hua's fingertip, and with a whoosh, it shot towards the pond again.

This time, there was no explosion sound.

Mo Hua's Huoqiu Technique flew into the pond, and the entire space of the pond began to distort, finally dissolving the fireball, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Hua was shocked.

What level of spell is this? How could it have such an effect?

Seeing Mo Hua's surprised expression, a trace of a smile, difficult to detect, appeared in Old Kui's eyes. Then he said to Mo Hua,

"It's not proper, but it's still the Huoqiu Technique."

Mo Hua asked again, "Will there be any problems using it?"

Old Kui shook his head and said, "No problem."

Mo Hua was relieved, and suddenly felt strange again, "Why did the color become darker, and the fireball also become smaller?"

Mo Hua couldn't figure out this problem on his own. Even if he did, it might not be correct. It was better to ask Old Kui directly.

Old Kui's spell attainment was high, so he must know the secret behind it.

Old Kui said without hesitation,

"It's because you condensed the spell with your spiritual consciousness."

"Spiritual consciousness condensation?"

Old Kui nodded and said, "The meridian diagram you see is the method for condensing spells with spiritual consciousness. The more complex the meridians, the greater the spiritual consciousness consumption, and the stronger the spell condensation."

"It's like array formations..." Mo Hua said emotionally.

"The Great Dao has different paths but leads to the same destination," Old Kui said indifferently.

"But I saw that pale-faced evil cultivator casting the Huoqiu Technique, and it was just more powerful, the color wasn't this dark, and the fireball wasn't this small..."

"Your spiritual consciousness is different."

Old Kui said concisely.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "Is it because my spiritual consciousness is too strong?"

Old Kui nodded, "A Foundation Establishment spiritual consciousness, the spells condensed naturally are also different."

Now Mo Hua was completely relieved.

Once he practiced this Huoqiu Technique more proficiently, with the Invisibility Spell for stealth, the Shishui Steps for self-preservation, the Water Prison Technique to trap enemies, and the Huoqiu Technique for attack, his strength would be much more comprehensive.

"Thank you for your guidance, Grandpa Kui," Mo Hua said gratefully.

Old Kui's expression was indifferent, "I didn't guide you in anything."

Mo Hua just smiled and kept Old Kui's kindness in his heart.

Old Kui turned to leave, but suddenly asked, "Do you want to play a game of chess?"

Mo Hua was a bit surprised. Unless he was闲 and had nothing to do, Old Kui rarely actively invited Mo Hua to play chess.

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Okay!"

Under the clear breeze of the bamboo forest, between the small chess board.

Mo Hua and Old Kui fought again, inseparable. But after playing for so long, their chess skills had not improved at all.

It wasn't until the sun set and dusk approached, and Mo Hua had to go home, that he got up and said goodbye to Old Kui.

When saying goodbye, Old Kui's usually indifferent expression rarely showed a hint of reluctance.

Not just Old Kui, but during this time, Mr. Zhuang would occasionally feel a little melancholic and lost in thought.

Mo Hua had a faint guess in his heart.

Mr. Zhuang... might be leaving Tongxian City soon...

Perhaps he would no longer be able to ask his teacher for knowledge.