MTL - Asking About Longevity

Chapter 52 Meeting guests

 The scenery in the courtyard is different from what the three of them thought. The scenery is quiet, but it seems very casual.

The pools and scenery are just ordinary and unique, without any fluctuations in spiritual power. It doesn't look like the residence of a great monk.

Mr. Zhuang is also different from what they imagined. Although he has a handsome appearance and has experienced many vicissitudes of life, he seems to lack the temperament they imagined.

Aunt Xue looked respectful and thought secretly in her heart.

Before leaving, Madam showed her a portrait. The man in the painting stood on the top of a mountain with his hands behind his back, like a fairy sword with full edge. This kind of arrogant and domineering aura, looking down on the world and the world, was almost unbearable. Dare to look directly.

 “Master!”

Aunt Xue said: "Yes, I would like to thank you for your previous words, otherwise we may have to wait in vain for a long time."

Mr. Zhuang looked at the two children and felt dazed for a moment.

 It is okay to question yourself, but not Mr. Zhuang.

It's just that he has little experience after all, and in the end he only learned three or four points of demeanor, but it was enough to bluff Bai Zisheng.

Mr. Zhuang came back to his senses, a look of self-deprecation flashed across his face, and then said:

"I don't have so many rules here. Your mother's formation skills are not low. She should have taught what she should teach herself. You have also passed the age of enlightenment in formations and have some foundation. You can learn on your own. Just ask me if you have any questions, but one thing is, don’t disturb me from closing my eyes to enlightenment.”

"Before leaving, Madam, asked me to give this token and this letter to Sir, saying that Sir will know it at a glance."

“Is it true that, as the child in Mo Hua said, Mr. Zhuang acts by chance. If Mr. Zhuang doesn’t see him, it means the opportunity has not come. Now that he sees it, it means the opportunity has come?”

Mr. Zhuang is now lying on a bamboo chair, rocking leisurely, looking very...lazy.

Mr. Zhuang turned to look at Aunt Xue and said, "If you have time, I will give you a message, madam. Women have too many calculations and will grow old easily."

Strictly speaking, the current updated content can only be regarded as the plot of the "preparatory period".

I vaguely saw two children, the boy was handsome and the girl was beautiful. They were paying homage to a gray-haired old man. The child's childish voice was still in my ears, "Meet the master."

Even so, Aunt Xue did not dare to look down upon him at all. She respectfully handed a token and a jade slip to Mr. Zhuang.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi bowed and left. The three of them left the bamboo house and came to the yard.

"My senior brother is stubborn by nature. Whatever he promises, he will definitely do it. If he doesn't agree, no matter how much he asks, it will be useless. But he will also be soft-hearted, as long as he lets go and takes his time. If he can't do it, If he is to be passed on in person, he will be registered by name. If he cannot be registered by name, it would be fine if he can stay and serve tea and water. As long as he thinks about the love, he will accept Zi Xi and Zi Sheng sooner or later. "

   I feel that more and more people are reading books recently, so I will briefly say (＾＾):

The three of them walked to the ink painting and found that the ink painting was looking intently at a formation book.

Aunt Xue felt that things went smoothly than she thought, so smoothly that it was a bit random.

Aunt Xue didn’t know what Mr. Zhuang wanted to say, but when she saw that Mr. Zhuang admired Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi’s qualifications, she couldn’t help but beam with joy, “Mr.…”

Mo Hua glanced at him suspiciously but said nothing else.

Mo Hua imitated Mr. Zhuang and put on an enigmatic look.

"I don't accept direct disciples. At most, I will be a named disciple." Mr. Zhuang put down the jade slip and said, "If you want to, stay here. If you don't, just go back."

Mo Hua had been concentrating on reading. When he heard some noise, he looked up and found that they were the Bai Zisheng brother and sister. He then said, "Have you seen Mr. Zhuang?"

From small to large, from bottom to high, from low to high, from micro to macro, the entire monastic world will unfold little by little.

After setting the stage, the plot can gradually unfold.

Mo Hua asked him: "If Mr. Zhuang's formation skills are not high, why do you go through so much trouble to become your teacher?"

I don’t know why Mr. Zhuang had not seen them before, but after some time, he was willing to see them again, and he easily accepted Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi as apprentices.

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but ask: "Sir, is your formation attainment really very high? I see that this courtyard is very ordinary, and no special formations are used. Generally, the place where formation masters live should not be full of formations. What?"

I tried my best to write it as delicately and interestingly as possible, but some readers may still find it a bit bland, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

After saying that, Mr. Zhuang waved his hand and said, "Go down and go up the mountain at the hour of the day and down the mountain at the hour of the day. The rest of the time is as you like. If you don't understand something, go look for Mo Hua."

“I also have a named disciple here named Mo Hua. You should have met him before. You should get along well with yourself.”

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 Bai Zisheng was stunned for a moment, "That's not true. Although these basic formation books seem simple, because they involve serious matters, most of them are compiled by some great monks who are quite accomplished in formations."

Mo Hua felt that this person was a bit annoying. He talked a lot when he was full. He was still hungry that day and had no energy to speak. He looked more pleasing to the eye.

 Aunt Xue frowned in confusion.

 Mo Hua is a little unhappy.

But after a moment, he wondered again: "Your cultivation level is so low. It seems that you are only two or three years younger than me and Zi Xi, but how can you reach the third level of Qi refining? Normally, you need to refine Qi for at least five or six levels." Layer it up..."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi knelt down and bowed to Mr. Zhuang and shouted "Bye sir".

Bai Zisheng wanted to argue something, Bai Zixi also glanced at him lightly, and Bai Zisheng swallowed his words.

The protagonist will also grow step by step, build his ability system step by step, meet more people, do more interesting things, and clarify what kind of heaven he is seeking.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the token, then at the jade slip, and chuckled:

“You are such a good junior sister of mine. Even after this, you still care about me and don’t forget to cause trouble for me.”

Aunt Xue called Bai Zisheng to stop. Bai Zisheng also knew that he had made a mistake, so he said perfunctorily: "Because I have only heard about it before and have never seen it with my own eyes, so I am asking you."

First of all, I will read everyone’s comments, whether they are good or bad, but they have to be typed and I may not have time to reply. I’m sorry.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi again, nodded and said: "The qualifications are excellent, as expected..." Mr. Zhuang stopped mid-sentence.

Aunt Xue said quickly: "It is a God-given opportunity to be accepted by Mr. Hu as a registered disciple. How can I not be willing to do so?"

 This was within Madam’s expectation. Aunt Xue remembered Madam’s words before leaving:

"Since it was compiled by those great monks, why can't you read it? The simpler something is, the more profound the truth it contains. The path to simplicity is to return to nature. Even high-level formations are composed of the most basic formation patterns. "

Bai Zisheng suddenly realized that the way he looked at the ink paintings was different.

“Well,” Mr. Zhuang nodded, “I don’t need to do that customary etiquette. Just call me “Sir”.”

Aunt Xue felt that there must be something unusual about ink painting being accepted as an apprentice by Mr. Zhuang, and Bai Zixi and Bai Zisheng also wanted to know what Mr. Zhuang taught.

Bai Zisheng said: "Of course it's because..."

Bai Zisheng asked in confusion: "You followed Mr. Zhuang and you actually learned this? This is a book used by three- and four-year-old children in our tribe to learn formations..."

Mo Hua didn’t want to pay attention to him. Aunt Xue on the side said apologetically:

“I’m sorry, Zi Sheng spoke a little abruptly. I don’t know what I need to do to be Mr. Zhuang’s apprentice?”

Mo Hua asked rhetorically: "Then was this book written by a child of three or four years old?"

 “Oh~”

"I'm not a young master, just call me Mo Hua." Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "And if you want to thank me, I have to thank you sir. It has nothing to do with me."

At this time, Bai Zisheng on the side finally couldn't help but asked: "Is the book you are reading...the "Preliminary Explanation of the Five Elements Formation"?" Mo Hua nodded.

If you want to write a story from beginning to end, it is inevitable to lay the groundwork in the early stages.

If you hadn’t seen the portrait, you would hardly believe it was the same person.

    Preliminarily lay out the general world view, power system, protagonist, other characters, life at the bottom, the emotions of monks, etc.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to write a long novel that is exciting in the early stage.

Aunt Xue lowered her head and did not dare to answer.

Mo Hua didn't care and said, "There's nothing you need to do. You can practice and study by yourself every day. Just ask your husband for advice when he's free. But don't disturb your sleep."

I have actually written some of the more interesting plots later on, but I haven’t updated them yet.

But it shouldn’t take too long~

Finally, as expected, this story will be very long, so please feel free to read it~

At the same time, I hope everyone enjoys watching it. (=^_^=)

Thanks.

 (End of this chapter)