Asking About Longevity Chapter 250

Chapter 250 Bamboo Rice

 “Doesn't this mean that this spell is powerful?”

"It's not that powerful," Bai Zisheng raised his eyebrows and said confidently, "It can only trap me for about two breaths. I activated my spiritual power and broke free after a while."

Mo Hua said: "In the battle of life and death, life hangs on a thread. These two breaths of time are enough to determine the outcome, as well as life and death."

Bai Zisheng frowned when he heard this, thought for a moment, and had to admit: "You are right."

If you are not careful for a moment and are calculated by others, the time of one or two breaths is indeed enough to determine life and death.

Mo Hua reminded: "Be careful in the future and don't be fooled by such unpopular spells."

 Bai Zisheng nodded solemnly.

 I then thought that there are probably not many monks in the world who are as powerful as Mo Hua in terms of spiritual awareness, extremely fast attacks, and extremely partial magic skills.

 Bai Zisheng felt inexplicably relieved.

The opportunity is rare. Not all monks are capable of such rare magic. Bai Zisheng wants to discuss with Mo Hua for a while, but if the discussion continues, the homework will be unfinished.

 Bai Zisheng had no choice but to go back and continue his homework with some reluctance.

 Mo Hua finished practicing the water prison technique and was about to leave when Bai Zixi suddenly stopped him.

Mo Hua turned around and saw Bai Zixi's white hands taking out a book from the storage bag embroidered with a gorgeous light gold phoenix pattern and handing it to him.

 “What book is this?”

 “Meal recipe.”

Mo Hua took it and looked at it carefully. It was indeed a meal plan, which recorded some delicacies and cooking techniques in the monastic world.

The names of the dishes are dazzling, such as the Golden House, Begonia and Jade Crisps, Plum Blossoms Reflecting Snow, Dew Hibiscus, Only Envy of Mandarin Ducks, Fairy Dew Pearls and so on.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "For me?"

Bai Zixi glanced at him lightly and said, "It's for Aunt Liu."

"oh."

Mo Hua nodded. After thinking about it, it was right. He was not a chef, so it was useless to ask for this recipe.

 “Count it as a thank you gift from before.” Bai Zixi said in a clear voice.

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, my mother will be happy to receive it."

Bai Zixi also smiled lightly, her eyebrows were like crescent moon, and her eyes were like night-blooming cereus, pure and stunning.

Mo Hua sighed inwardly, "Why do you look so good-looking?"

Mo Hua went back and flipped through the meal menu to see what delicious food there was. As he looked at it, he felt hungry.

 After returning home, Mo Hua handed the recipe book to Liu Ruhua, "Mom, Zixi asked me to give it to you."

Liu Ruhua took it, glanced at it, and said with a smile on her face, "Thank you Zixi for me."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, then pointed to the dish called "Emerald Bamboo Rice" and said with a smile, "Mom, I want to eat this."

Jade bamboo rice is made by cutting a section of jade bamboo tube, adding fragrant rice, some green plums, fruit belly and sweet spring water, and baking it on the fire.

 When the heat is up and the green color of the emerald bamboo fades, the rice is ready.

  Split the bamboo tube, and the fragrance of bamboo, the slightly sour green plum, and the fragrant glutinous rice are mixed together.

 It is not difficult to make, and the ingredients are simple and not particularly rare. There are also other substitutes for some rare ingredients.

Mo Hua spent a long time choosing this one.

Liu Ruhua patted Mo Hua's head lovingly and said, "Okay, mother, let me do it for you."

 The next day, Liu Ruhua prepared all the ingredients and tried making the jade bamboo rice several times, and finally succeeded.

Mo Hua took a bite. It tasted soft and waxy, with a fragrant aroma on his teeth and cheeks. He couldn't help but squinted his eyes and said, "Mom, it's so delicious!"

Liu Ruhua was happy to see the ink paintings, and her eyes were full of smiles.

 In the next two days, Liu Ruhua did more and asked Mo Hua to be sent to Mr. Zhuang and the Bai brothers and sisters.

Mr. Zhuang liked the fragrance very much and nodded with satisfaction.

Although Bai Zisheng likes it, he prefers to eat spicy demon meat.

My favorite is Bai Zixi. She sat under the big locust tree and ate bite by bite. Her movements were graceful and graceful. She chewed slowly but never stopped, eating three or four bites in no time.

 “Is it so delicious?” Mo Hua was a little confused. Bai Zixi raised his head when he heard the words, picked up a section and handed it to Mo Hua.

As Mo Hua ate, he felt that it tasted better than what he had eaten that day. After eating one portion, he wanted to eat more.

So under the big locust tree, the two of them were like two red pandas, eating bamboo section by section.

The matter of sin cultivating has come to an end, and it will be more convenient for Mo Hua to act in the inner mountain and bleed the monsters.

 In the rest of the time, in addition to practicing, Mo Hua still drew formations and learned formation formations and counter-spiritual formations.

 First learn the first-level complex formation, draw it on paper after you have learned it, and then untie the formation yourself after drawing.

 Just keep drawing and interpreting the ink painting by yourself. If you get tired of it, practice the nine and a half formations of the counter-spirit formation.

 The progress of dismantling the formation is going very smoothly. Every time the formation is solved, Mo Hua's ability to dismantle the formation gets better.

 But the progress of the counter-spirit formation is very slow.

  The complete counter-spirit formation consists of ten formation patterns. The ten lines of spiritual consciousness are comparable to foundation building. The strength of the spiritual consciousness in ink painting is far from enough, so a complete counter-spirit formation cannot be drawn.

Even the incomplete nine and a half formation patterns are becoming more and more difficult to draw with ink.

 The tenth formation pattern above the nine formation patterns, for each additional stroke, the spiritual consciousness consumed is almost as much as the spiritual consciousness required to draw an entire formation pattern before.

Ink painting is also a bit doubtful.

According to this progress, can I really have the consciousness of the foundation building stage before building the foundation...

Even if you really have this kind of spiritual consciousness before you can build a foundation, how many years of practicing formations will it take?

 It won't take decades...

Mo Hua was slightly worried, and then thought:

“I don't know if there are any other ways to enhance spiritual awareness…”

Mo Hua thought about it and thought it was impossible. Among the monks around him, his spiritual consciousness had grown the fastest.

Even though Zi Sheng and Zi Xi have better spiritual roots and higher cultivation than him, their spiritual consciousness is not as good as his.

The Bai family is a big family, and Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi are also the best in the family. This shows that today's ink paintings, even if they are placed in a big family or a big sect, are not unique, at least they are only a handful. of.

There seems to be no other better way now.

Mo Hua sighed, calmed down his mind, and stopped thinking about this.

Since we can only rely on formations at the moment, let's stick to painting.

One day, as long as the spiritual consciousness continues to grow, one day there will be a spiritual consciousness comparable to foundation building. It is just a matter of time.

About ten days later, Mo Hua met Yu Chengyi and found that his expression was solemn. He couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Yu, what happened?"

Yu Chengyi was concentrating on thinking. When he heard the words, he looked up and found that it was an ink painting. After thinking about it, he would know what he should know about the ink painting sooner or later, so he did not hide it and said:

“Something happened, and those criminal cultivators took action again.”

 “The bald one?”

Yu Chengyi nodded: “Not bad.”

Mo Hua was surprised and said: "He killed people and cheated again?"

“This time he robbed a caravan and a group of more than 20 monks. They all disappeared. Not even the body was seen. There were only some blood stains on the scene.”

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't bear it. Then he became confused, "There must have been caravans robbed before. Is there anything different this time?"

Yu Chengyi's expression is very solemn, which is rare in normal times.

"It's different." Yu Chengyi sighed and continued: "First, more monks were robbed this time, and it seems that none of them survived. Second, there is a monk in this caravan who has a special status."

 “Is he some big shot?” Mo Hua was a little curious.

“He's not a big shot,” Yu Chengyi said, asking Mo Hua, “Do you still remember the Kong family?”

 “The Kong family of Qingxuan City?”

"right."

Mo Hua naturally remembers that he forced Uncle Ji and his son to flee, the Fu Lan family was ruined, and bribed the Tao Tingsi of Qingxuan City to oppress the Kong family in Yurou Township.

“In this caravan, there is a young master named Kong Sheng who is a direct descendant of the Kong family.”

Thank you to Mr. You Fang for the reward~

 (End of this chapter)

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