Chapter 57 Cultivation Technique_1
Translator: 549690339
Mo Hua couldn’t help but touch his face, then looked down at his clothes before asking in confusion, “What are you looking at?”
Bai Zisheng still couldn’t restrain himself and asked, “The formation you just drew… was it the Three Talents Formation?”
Mo Hua nodded.
“Which kind of Three Talents Formation?”
“Are there many kinds of the Three Talents Formation?”
“What I mean is… was it the kind of Three Talents Formation that includes six formation patterns?”
“Yes, is there something wrong with that?”
Bai Zisheng’s gaze became slightly focused, “Your cultivation level… it’s only at the third layer of Qi Refinement, right?”
“So what?”
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at each other.
After pondering for a moment, Mo Hua suddenly realized:
“Drawing a formation with six formation patterns at the third layer of Qi Refinement, is that considered an impressive feat?”
He had assumed that in a major clan teeming with geniuses, the ability to draw a few extra patterns shouldn’t be too difficult.
Bai Zisheng was somewhat unconvinced, “It’s not that unusual.”
“Then could you draw the Three Talents Formation when you were at the third layer of Qi Refinement?”
Bai Zisheng didn’t want to answer and only after a long while did he hesitantly say:
“Well, about that… Although I couldn’t draw it, that’s because the teacher in our clan wouldn’t allow it. A Qi Refinement cultivator’s divine sense is weak. Forcing oneself to draw complex formations could lead to excessive divine sense consumption, and damage the Sea of Consciousness, making it impossible to become a Formation Master in the future. It’s best not to be overly eager for quick success and damage the foundation.”
“Oh,” Mo Hua half-believed.
“However,” Bai Zisheng added, “there are some cultivators in our clan with exceptional talents who could draw seven or eight patterns at the third level of Qi Refinement. That’s also not considered very rare.”
Mo Hua nodded, knowing that while his talent was not poor, it might not amount to much in the Tao Cultivation World filled with Heaven’s proud sons.
He understood the principle that there’s always someone better.
Bai Zisheng then patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, consoling him:
“Although it’s not rare for someone at the third layer of Qi Refinement to be able to draw six patterns, it’s still quite good. With such a talent for formations, even in our clan, you would be considered as having average talent. As long as you work hard, you will definitely achieve something in the area of formations in the future.”
After Bai Zisheng said this, Mo Hua actually felt more at ease.
His ambitions were not that grand; being able to become a rank-one Formation Master, to have a means of making a living in the Tao Cultivation World, and to bring happiness to his parents would be enough for now. Everything else could wait until later.
Only Bai Zixi silently watched Bai Zisheng from the side.
Bai Zisheng inexplicably felt a bit guilty, then he pretended to focus on his cultivation, observing his breath in a show of earnest practice.
Among Mr. Zhuang’s three nominal disciples, the siblings from the Bai family were twins: Bai Zisheng was the elder brother and Bai Zixi was the younger sister, both of whom were two or three years older than Mo Hua, with a cultivation level at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement, four levels above Mo Hua.
This was because the descendants of noble clans placed emphasis on a solid cultivation foundation and preferred steady progress rather than greedy advancement.
They had to take it step by step to build a solid foundation before attempting to break through to the next realm, otherwise, their cultivation would have been even higher than it was now.
In terms of proficiency with formations, Mo Hua felt that he might still catch up with the Bai siblings, but in terms of cultivation, he feared he might never be able to catch up.
Thus, Mo Hua dutifully cultivated each morning for about two hours, absorbing a spirit stone, slowly and steadily enhancing his cultivation with persistent effort.
Mo Hua, with only a mid-lower grade spiritual root, had no choice but to practice in this boring and mundane way, day after day.
Mo Hua was not in a hurry and couldn’t afford to be, because there was no use in hurrying; the progress of cultivation was mostly determined by the quality of the spiritual root, without any shortcuts.
One day, while Mo Hua was cultivating, he suddenly felt a tingling and slight swelling in his Qi Sea and knew that it had become full. It was time to consider breaking through to become a fourth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator.
In his surprise, Mo Hua suddenly realized he had forgotten something important:
He hadn’t chosen a cultivation technique!
Previously, he had planned to save enough spirit stones to choose an economical Small Five Elements cultivation technique at Tongxian Gate that wouldn’t consume too many Heaven and Earth spiritual items.
But then, there was a change in the Sect Leader of Tongxian Gate. Instructor Yan left the Sect, and the Outer Gate ceased teaching about formations. Mo Hua simply dropped out as well.
After being accepted as a nominal disciple by Mr. Zhuang, Mo Hua devoted all his attention to studying formations and thus neglected the selection of a cultivation technique.
Mo Hua’s parents both practiced cultivation techniques, but the techniques they cultivated were slightly different in attribute from Mo Hua’s and leaned more towards body cultivation, hence not quite suitable for Mo Hua to learn. Outside of Tongxian Gate, he had no way to learn a suitable technique either.
It’s best to start practicing a cultivation technique in the early stages of Qi Refinement. With Mo Hua about to reach the fourth layer, he couldn’t put off finding a cultivation technique any longer.
“Zisheng, when did you learn your cultivation technique?”
During their free time, Mo Hua curiously asked Bai Zisheng.
Bai Zisheng, discontented, said, “I’m older than you, so you should call me Brother Bai, or Senior Brother Bai, not by my name directly. It makes me seem like I have no seniority.”
“In a few days, when my father and the others return from monster hunting, I can take you to see what the monster beasts they hunt look like.”
“Really?” Bai Zisheng’s eyes lit up.
“Really!”