Chapter 74: Heavenly Deduction Technique

When Mo Hua found Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang was taking a leisurely nap.

Mo Hua opened a food box. Inside were various kinds of beef prepared in different ways, along with some refreshing vegetables and fruits perfect for accompanying wine. The aroma of meat and wine slowly wafted out.

Mr. Zhuang opened his eyes. "Fourth layer of Refining Qi, not bad."

Mo Hua chuckled. "Many thanks to Mister's guidance."

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand, then slowly sat up, took a sip of wine, tasted a piece of meat, and then lay back down at ease.

"How are you coming along with the Array Methods?"

"I'm already trying to draw the seven array patterns of the Array Method. My divine sense should be sufficient, but the Array Methods still need more practice for a while."

Mr. Zhuang's expression didn't change, only his chewing slowed down a little. He muttered to himself, "Fourth layer of Refining Qi, seven array patterns, huh…"

"Mister, should I continue learning Array Methods the way I was before?" Mo Hua hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Any doubts?"

Mo Hua shook his head. "Learning by doing, drawing Array Methods on different array mediums while simultaneously activating their effects, can indeed deepen my understanding of Array Methods…"

"Then just keep doing it," Mr. Zhuang said. "Becoming a higher-grade Array Master than the first grade is both difficult and simple. As long as you keep drawing Array Methods, keep drawing and keep drawing… it's just that few people can truly stick with it."

Mr. Zhuang's words were somewhat meaningful.

Mo Hua felt relieved. Just as he was about to leave, Mr. Zhuang suddenly asked:

"Have there been any changes in your Tian Yan Jue?"

"Um, my spiritual power has become stronger."

"Breaking through a realm will naturally make spiritual power stronger. It has nothing to do with the cultivation method," Mr. Zhuang said.

"Then… my divine sense has also become stronger."

"Breaking through a realm will also make divine sense stronger. It has nothing to do with the cultivation method."

"I feel my divine sense is more sensitive in controlling spiritual power…" Mo Hua said halfway, suddenly becoming unsure. "Is this also unrelated to the cultivation method?"

For an instant, Mo Hua felt Mr. Zhuang's gaze seem a bit sharper. When he looked again, it was as if there had been no change, that instant just now was an illusion.

"Draw an Array Method for me to see," Mr. Zhuang said in a calm tone.

"Oh," Mo Hua took out a piece of paper, spread it out, and holding his brush, asked: "Mister, what kind of Array Method should I draw?"

"Draw a San Cai Zhen."

"Yes."

Mo Hua had just drawn the San Cai Zhen not long ago and remembered it quite well, so he finished drawing it in one go. Mo Hua thought it was quite satisfactory, but when he looked towards Mr. Zhuang, he found that Mr. Zhuang's attention didn't seem to be on the Array Method.

"Mister, is something wrong?"

Mr. Zhuang thought for a moment and said: "The speed at which you draw Array Methods has become faster."

"Breaking through a realm, won't drawing Array Methods become faster?" Mo Hua asked doubtfully.

"No!" Mr. Zhuang said with certainty.

"The strength of divine sense determines whether you have the qualification to learn Array Methods. Your comprehension of Array Methods determines whether you can draw them out. The proficiency of Array Methods determines the speed at which you draw them. And after becoming proficient to a certain degree, the only thing that can influence the speed of drawing arrays is the control force of divine sense."

"The control force of divine sense?"

"Correct," Mr. Zhuang said. "Spells, controlling objects, drawing arrays, these cultivation methods, the control force of divine sense is all very important. Your cultivation is low now, you haven't come into contact with it yet, you'll understand later."

Mo Hua's eyes were full of expectation: "Then isn't my cultivation method still… quite powerful?"

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua, hesitated a little, and said:

"The cultivation world is vast, and there is nothing strange. Some cultivation methods have effects sufficient to reverse heaven and change fate, making people unimaginable. Yours can only be said to be okay, I suppose. At least it's better than general cultivation methods."

The Puppet Old Man, who had always been in the corner without a sense of existence, silently rolled his eyes at Mr. Zhuang.

But Mo Hua was already very happy. To be called "okay" by the experienced Mr. Zhuang was already very good for Mo Hua.

Mr. Zhuang continued to say: "Although that's the case, you must understand the principle that one cannot be without a guarding heart against others. It's best not to tell others about things related to your own cultivation. If others discover the special aspects of your cultivation method, they will definitely try to seize it and won't care about your life and death."

"Mm-hmm!" Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Although he hadn't encountered stories of killing and seizing treasure or killing and seizing inheritance, he had seen them many times in stories, so he was very experienced.

The nail that sticks out rots, and the pig that gets fat is slaughtered.

"Then if others ask you why your divine sense is sensitive, what do you say?" Mr. Zhuang tested Mo Hua a little.

"Um… should I still say I… have exceptional talent?" Mo Hua said hesitantly.

Mr. Zhuang had an appearance of someone who could be taught.

"When saying this, your tone can be a little humble. Even if you're beaten, it's better than being caught by others, severely tortured and questioned, and then killed," Mr. Zhuang guided him step by step.

Mo Hua felt it was very reasonable. Indeed, Mr. Zhuang was experienced.

After finishing the matter of the cultivation method, Mo Hua suddenly thought of something: "Mister, what exactly is a Fu He Zhen?"

"You've seen a Fu He Zhen?"

"Um, the alchemy furnace of Elder Feng in Xing Lin Tang uses the Mu Huo Yu Ling Zhen, which is a Fu He Zhen."

"Fu He Zhen, ah, this is a bit troublesome to explain…"

Mr. Zhuang said in his heart, then motioned towards the corner.

Only then did Mo Hua realize that the Puppet Old Man had been standing in the corner all along, just not emitting a single breath, which was why he hadn't discovered him.

The Puppet Old Man retreated behind the bookshelf, and after a while, took out a thick book and handed it to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua received it and saw the title on the cover of the book read: *Fu He Zhen Chu Jie* (Introduction to Composite Arrays).

"This book records knowledge related to Fu He Zhen. There are also several basic Fu He Zhen diagrams in the examples. You can take a look to broaden your horizons, but don't spend too much energy on it. It's still too early for you to learn this now."

Mo Hua was greatly pleased. He had been feeling a bit bad about disturbing Mr. Zhuang's rest. Now he could first look at the book and learn on his own, then ask Bai Zixi or Bai Zisheng, and only consult Mr. Zhuang if there was something he didn't understand. This way, it would be half the effort and he wouldn't disturb Mr. Zhuang too much. After all, Mr. Zhuang didn't have many hobbies, except eating and sleeping.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang!"

Mo Hua thought of the Puppet Old Man again, looked around, and found that the Puppet Old Man was no longer visible. He looked around again and only then found that the Puppet Old Man was actually right beside him.

It seemed that when the Puppet Old Man wanted you to see him, you could see him, and when he didn't want you to see him, you just couldn't.

Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps the Puppet Old Man's aura was just too well hidden.

Mo Hua handed a storage bag to the Puppet Old Man. The storage bag contained about seven or eight boxes of pine nuts, all specially fried by Mo Hua's mother.

The Puppet Old Man received the storage bag, and a hint of pleasure appeared in his eyes…

Although on the surface, the Puppet Old Man's expression didn't change at all, Mo Hua felt that his mood at this time could be considered pleasant.

"Mister, I won't disturb your enlightenment."

Mo Hua bowed, then happily retreated.

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "Good child, truly worry-free!"

Then he took another bite of meat, drank another sip of wine, and lay down leisurely.