Chapter 71: Apricot Grove Hall

When Da Zhu delivered the Shui Fu Ling to the Mo family, Mo Hua was at the eatery with a crowd of diners, eating fragrant and sizzling beef noodles.

Liu Ru Hua opened the box and saw the shiny blue Shui Fu Ling, then declined, saying, "This is too precious, I cannot accept it."

"Aunt Liu, just take it. Mo Hua helped my Master a big favor, so Master asked me to specially send it."

Liu Ru Hua smiled meaningfully, "Hua'er is a small child, what big favor could he help with?"

Mo Hua saw Da Zhu, held his bowl, and ran to the doorway. He glanced at the box in Da Zhu's hand and asked, "What is this?"

Da Zhu said proudly, "This is Shui Fu Ling. It can clear heat and remove fire, and calm the heart and spirit. An herbalist sought my Master to refine a spirit tool but had no spirit stones to pay, so he used this to offset the debt. Aunt Liu isn't well, so it's just right to use for regulating."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up. He directly accepted it, "On my behalf, thank Master Chen!"

"No problem, no problem!" Da Zhu waved his hand.

Liu Ru Hua saw the situation and had no choice but to give up. She asked Da Zhu, "Haven't eaten yet, have you? Come in and have a bowl of noodles."

Da Zhu said against his heart, "I'm not hungry."

Mo Hua just pulled Da Zhu into the room to sit down, "Eat before you go back."

Liu Ru Hua served Da Zhu a full, large bowl of noodles. There was also beef on top, and hot steam and fragrance rushed towards his face.

Da Zhu ate until sweat dripped from his forehead.

Liu Ru Hua knew these children usually did physical labor and it wasn't easy for them to get a full meal, so she served him another bowl of noodles.

Da Zhu's face broke into a smile.

Liu Ru Hua looked at the box of Shui Fu Ling and said to Mo Hua, "This Shui Fu Ling is very precious. When you have time, go thank Master Chen. If you can really help him out, then help him more."

"No problem, Mother. Master Chen can wrap any formation he wants to draw on me later," Mo Hua patted his chest and guaranteed. He thought for a moment and added, "Anything below Grade One is fine."

A formation truly containing nine array patterns, Mo Hua couldn't draw out yet.

"When you're a person, you must be humble. Don't say big words about things you can't do." Liu Ru Hua touched Mo Hua's head.

"Little Brother Mo is very powerful, he draws formations very well! My Master even praised him, saying he could become a Grade One formation master in the future," Da Zhu said honestly.

"Things in the future are uncertain, and cultivating the Dao requires even more humility."

Liu Ru Hua said this, but her heart was still very happy that her own child received praise. She prepared a dish of beef and some rice wine for Da Zhu to take back to Master Chen. Additionally, she also took some pastries for his fellow disciples to relieve their boredom.

Da Zhu carried several food boxes and happily went back.

In the evening, under Mo Hua's "supervision," Liu Ru Hua boiled the Shui Fu Ling into a medicinal soup and took it. Her meridians were indeed much clearer and cooler, but she still felt a little heartache over the spirit stones.

Such good medicinal material, if Mo Hua hadn't insisted, she absolutely wouldn't have used it for herself.

Mo Hua saw his mother take the medicinal soup, then went back to his room at ease to continue researching formations.

"The quality of the spirit ink will affect the formation's effect..."

"With different materials for the formation medium, the attachment of the array patterns and the conduction of spiritual power are also different..."

"The spiritual power at Qi Refining Stage Three is too weak..."

"Actual application can indeed improve memory and comprehension of formations. The Melting Fire Formation containing six array patterns, which I was a bit unfamiliar with before, is now like it's carved in my mind. Every stroke and every line emerges instinctively..."

Learning through application, Master Zhuang was indeed not wrong!

Drawing formations on different formation mediums and making the formations actually effective – this process can reveal many problems and is also greatly beneficial for understanding formations.

But opportunities for learning through application are not easy to find. Others probably wouldn't find a small cultivator at Qi Refining Stage Three to draw formations, and the formations used by low-level rogue cultivators in their lives are all too low-end, mostly containing only two or three array patterns. Four or more array patterns are rarely seen.

What should I do?

I need to use a formation containing at least five array patterns or more, and the formation medium's material is best refined iron. It must also be someone I know, otherwise others wouldn't agree to let Mo Hua draw the formation, and it would be hard to explain if the formation had an error.

He thought and thought, and only Master Chen and his furnace were the most suitable.

But after just repairing the furnace, it wouldn't be good to dismantle it again to redraw it.

Are there other furnaces?

Mo Hua secretly looked at his family's stove furnace, and felt the fire of the stove furnace seemed a bit small.

The next day, Mo Hua tried to mention his idea to his mother, but was met with a decisive refusal.

"This stove furnace is not only for business, but also for cooking rice for you and your father, and the fire power is enough. Unless it's broken, don't even think about it."

Liu Ru Hua is Mo Hua's mother. She watched him grow up from a young age and saw through Mo Hua's little thoughts at a glance.

Mo Hua had no choice but to give up.

Several days later, Liu Ru Hua went to Xing Lin Tang to ask Old Mister Feng for a follow-up diagnosis. Mo Hua also followed.

Old Mister Feng diagnosed her pulse by suspending a string, and nodded, saying:

"Not bad, the heart and lungs are nourished very well. You can occasionally try to use spiritual power to let the meridians adapt a bit, but you cannot continuously urge spiritual power, otherwise it will still damage your body. As for the remaining fire poison, it's almost cleared."

"I'll prescribe several kinds of medicinal materials. Go get them, and I'll refine them into pills in a moment. You can take them back and take them."

Old Mister Feng lifted his brush and wrote several medicinal names on paper. Liu Ru Hua took it to get the medicine and instructed Mo Hua not to run around, but to accompany Old Mister Feng and chat a bit.

After Liu Ru Hua left, Old Mister Feng took a sip of tea and looked up to see Mo Hua staring at the pill refining furnace in the room.

"Hua'er, what are you looking at that pill refining furnace for?"

Mo Hua asked, "Grandpa Feng, do you think this pill refining furnace will break?"

"As long as it's a spirit tool, it's possible for it to break," Old Mister Feng stroked his beard and said.

"Then has it broken before?"

Old Mister Feng nodded, "Indeed, it has broken several times."

"Then if it breaks next time, can you let me come and repair it?" Mo Hua whispered.

Old Mister Feng was slightly surprised, "You're learning to refine tools?"

"No," Mo Hua waved his small hand, "The furnace outside is broken, I can't do anything about it. I mean the formation inside. If it breaks, can you let me repair it?"

Old Mister Feng smiled and looked at Mo Hua, saying, "Alright, then if the formation inside the pill refining furnace breaks, I'll let you repair it!"

Mo Hua smiled until his eyes narrowed, "Then it's settled!"

Old Mister Feng laughed, "It's settled!"

Liu Ru Hua walked out holding several medicine packages. Seeing Mo Hua and Old Mister Feng chatting happily, she couldn't help but smile and said warmly, "What are you talking about?"

"Just discussing a small business with Grandpa Feng," Mo Hua said with a squinting smile.

"You're not trying to earn Grandpa Feng's spirit stones, are you?"

"We're just discussing friendship, not spirit stones," Mo Hua said.

Liu Ru Hua smiled and shook her head. She handed the medicine packages to Old Mister Feng, "Trouble, Old Mister Feng."

Old Mister Feng smiled and received them, then stood up and walked to the pill refining room. He put the medicinal materials into the pill refining furnace and was about to open the furnace and light the fire when he suddenly stopped. He looked at the pill refining furnace in front of him, his expression somewhat complex.

"Grandpa Feng, what's wrong?" Mo Hua couldn't help but ask.

Old Mister Feng wiped the edge of the furnace with his hand, checked the spirit stones, and then said quite helplessly, "The pill refining furnace is broken."

Mo Hua was stunned. After a while, he whispered:

"This... it didn't break because it heard what I said, did it..."