Chapter 249: Chapter 248 Spell_1
The matter with the Sin Cultivator came to a close, after which Mo Hua devoted his time to learning two Spells.
One was the Concealment Technique, and the other was the Water Prison Technique.
In the courtyard of the Mo Family.
Since the eatery was less busy, Liu Ruhua had some free time and sat in the courtyard sewing clothes for Mo Hua.
Mo Hua was learning the Concealment Technique nearby.
After a while, Mo Hua asked, “Mother, can you see me?”
He didn’t know what the mastered Concealment Technique looked like, so he wanted his mother to help him see.
Finding it amusing, Liu Ruhua continued to sew as she looked up and said, “I can see you.”
“How about now?”
“I can see you.”
“Can you still see me now?”
“Yes.”
...
“Can you see me now?”
Liu Ruhua looked up, her expression one of astonishment as she exclaimed,
“Huar, I can’t see you!”
Mo Hua was delighted, but then he realized something was wrong; his mother was looking at him and yet said she couldn’t see him.
He looked down at himself and could still clearly see his own body and the clothes he was wearing.
Mo Hua said, somewhat helplessly, “Mother...”
Liu Ruhua covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes filled with mirth, “Keep practicing, I won’t fool you anymore.”
Mo Hua sighed and couldn’t help but be amused. However, seeing his mother happy also made him feel joy.
Afterward, he tried the Concealment Technique a few more times, but to no effect.
Mo Hua then picked up the book of the Concealment Technique again for a review, carefully considering the key points and the meridians through which the Spiritual Power had to flow as he performed the Technique again.
Spiritual Power flowed out from the Qi Sea, running through the meridians and covering the skin, as well as the clothes he wore.
Mo Hua’s form began to change gradually.
Liu Ruhua watched and showed a surprised expression.
This time, her astonishment didn’t seem feigned.
Mo Hua then asked, “Mother, can you still see me?”
Liu Ruhua frowned, “It’s as if I can see you, and yet I can’t...”
“What does that mean?”
Mo Hua didn’t understand and raised his hands to see that his arms had become a faintly blue, transparent hue.
Suddenly the pond bottom was in disarray.
The other fish, startled, swam even faster and more frantically.
Mo Hua’s fingers moved rapidly, and one after another, the fish were locked by the shimmering water.
After playing for a while, Mo Hua grew somewhat bored, finding it too easy.
Mo Hua released the fish one by one, and after being freed from their bindings, the fish swam frantically for a while until they sensed no more danger and slowly resumed their leisurely swimming, restoring calm to the pond bottom.
After troubling the fish in the pond, Mo Hua felt that his mastery of the Water Prison Technique was still not quite refined, so he went under the big locust tree to find Bai Zisheng.
Under the towering locust tree, Bai Zixi was quietly reading a book, while Bai Zisheng was still listlessly lazing about.
“I’ve learned a new spell,” Mo Hua quietly told Bai Zisheng.
Bai Zisheng’s eyes lit up, and he immediately stole a glance at Bai Zixi.
Bai Zixi didn’t lift his eyes from the book, but in a clear voice, he simply said, “Just make sure you finish your homework.”
“I’m almost done; in less than an hour, I’ll be finished,” Bai Zisheng said.
Bai Zixi uttered a soft “mm.”
Bai Zisheng looked glad and said to Mo Hua, “Come on, let’s have a little competition to see.”
Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng went to the side, careful not to disturb Bai Zixi’s reading.
“What spell did you learn?” Bai Zisheng asked.
“Water Prison Technique.”
Bai Zisheng frowned slightly, “Sounds a bit odd, but not particularly powerful.”
“The spell can trap an enemy, but it’s not very powerful.”
“Doesn’t that sound rather dull?” Bai Zisheng’s interest seemed lacking, then he asked, “So how shall we compare?”
“You run with your movement technique, and I’ll try to trap you with the spell,” Mo Hua proposed.
“That’s not really a spar, is it?” Bai Zisheng looked at Mo Hua skeptically, “Isn’t that just me getting beaten up?”
“A spar with a purpose is called a spar; without a purpose, it’s just fighting,” Mo Hua asserted confidently, “This will train my spellcasting and your movement technique.”
“All right, you make sense,” Bai Zisheng nodded.
Having something to play with was always better than nothing, and he also wanted to see for himself what the Water Prison Technique could do.
Mo Hua marked out a large space on the grass, “Within this circle, I’ll use the Water Prison Technique on you.”
“Okay.”
The two of them were on the grass under the big locust tree, Mo Hua practicing the spell and Bai Zisheng practicing his evasion techniques; Bai Zisheng dodged, and Mo Hua tried to trap him with the Water Prison Technique.
After about two hours, they stopped and sat down on the grass to rest.
When casting the Water Prison Technique, the flow of spiritual power is complex, so the release is actually slower than the Fireball Technique.
At first, it took Mo Hua about three attempts to trap Bai Zisheng once. After some practice, it took about two attempts to succeed once.
Bai Zisheng was a prideful member of the noble clans, versed in top-tier cultivation techniques and Taoist skills. An average cultivator would hardly be able to evade Mo Hua’s Water Prison Technique.
“To be honest, this spell of yours is somewhat disgusting,” Bai Zisheng couldn’t help saying.