Learning some sword-casting skills from an old monster cultivator is naturally no problem.
Of course, mainly it was Little Wood who learned.
He just needed to "instruct" from the side.
"I’ll teach you what to do when the time comes," Mo Hua said.
"Teach me?"
"Yes."
Ouyang Mu was puzzled, "How will you teach?"
"Just wait for a moment, take a good rest, I’ll go back and do some research..." Mo Hua said, then disappeared again in the blink of an eye.
Leaving Ling Huxiao and Ouyang Mu looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what on earth Mo Hua was planning.
Song Jian also looked baffled.
Mo Hua stealthily climbed back into the secret chamber of the Formation Pivot.
In the secret chamber, he rummaged through his storage bag, using all the available formation materials, and then "developed" a secret version of the "Letter Token."
One end of the letter token was a jade slip.
The other end was a handkerchief.
The framework of fixed magnetic patterns in between was constructed by him, and it was one-way.
The formation involved was the Yuan Magnetic Beacon Array.
He had long learned this Yuan Magnetic Formation, but it was an easy-to-learn but difficult-to-master formation, so he hadn’t used it much.
Now it finally came in handy.
Mo Hua climbed back into the prison and handed the handkerchief to Ouyang Mu, instructing:
"Wrap this handkerchief around your arm, and when you see that Evil Arms Master tomorrow, I’ll teach you on the spot what to say and what to do."
Ouyang Mu’s mouth fell open.
Is this even possible?
He looked at the handkerchief in his hand, feeling that it was like a "cheat sheet" used during sect examinations when someone was cheating.
And the answers were provided on the spot.
"So tomorrow I... agree with that old... Evil Arms Master?" Ouyang Mu asked uncertainly.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
He contemplated for a moment and added:
"But you can’t be too obvious, or if you adamantly refuse today and suddenly agree tomorrow, he’ll definitely know there’s something up with you."
"So you have to learn to ’act’ a bit..."
"Act?" Ouyang Mu was stunned.
"Act!" Mo Hua nodded, then patiently explained to him how to perform this act, "When you go tomorrow, first refuse."
"...After being stubborn for a while, show a bit of longing for the Sword Dao, let your expression falter slightly, as if attracted by the profound principles of the Evil Sword..."
"Then, even though you verbally refuse, show a compromising expression, pretending you can’t resist..."
Mo Hua explained it all in detail and asked:
"Have you remembered?"
Ouyang Mu nodded, then shook his head.
He seemed to understand, but at the same time, didn’t quite get what Mo Hua was saying.
After all, he had always been an honest child, and suddenly having to learn to act and deceive was a bit hard for him to wrap his head around.
Mo Hua patiently explained it once more, then said:
"First act it out for me to see."
Ouyang Mu acted out the expressions according to Mo Hua’s instructions.
Mo Hua commented, "Too stiff, the expressions are unfamiliar, the gaze isn’t sincere enough, and it’s not natural enough..."
"Let me demonstrate it once for you."
Then Mo Hua mimicked Ouyang Mu, with a serious face, just like Little Wood.
Then his eyes lit up slightly, as if he saw a treasure; his gaze then flickered, showing inner turmoil; he clenched his teeth slightly, implying inner conflict; then sighed, as if finally making up his mind to compromise...
In just ten breaths, Mo Hua’s expressions changed several times, as naturally and smoothly as drinking water.
Ouyang Mu was amazed, muttering quietly:
"As expected of Brother Mo, truly impressive..."
Not to mention the formations, even his acting was this good.
Ling Huxiao and Song Jian, standing by the side, had complicated expressions and were at a loss for words.