Mo Wusheng ignored the ink empty tree and continued to practice the ink splashing footwork on the martial arts field. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Kongshu saw that Mo Wusheng ignored himself, so he had to do it.

The steps are like flowing water, but they are agile but impermanent. The steps are like the breeze, ethereal and uncertain. If you splash ink, there are real and imaginary. Splashing ink into a painting, the landscape is powerful. Splashing ink into a shadow, the figure is invisible.

Mo Wusheng walked slower and slower, which made Mo Kongshu feel weird when he looked at it, obviously it looked slow, but Mo Wusheng walked from the edge of the martial arts arena to the middle of the martial arts arena in one fell swoop.

"Well, that's right, he is worthy of being Elder Mo Wen's apprentice, it seems that Mo Wusheng will be able to walk like water in a few days. Mo Kuyang praised.

Hearing the voice, Mo Kongshu was startled, and thought: "When did Kuyang teach and practice back, there is no sound at all, and the ink splashing footwork has at least been practiced to the level of stepping like a breeze." ”

After a while, Mo Wusheng finished the whole set of splashing ink footwork, got out of the martial arts, and said, "Kuyang teaching, is there any deficiency in my footwork? ”

Mo Kuyang shook his head and said, "I taught you the ink footwork in the morning, you can master it now, it can be seen that your understanding is good, and in a few days you should be able to practice the footwork to the point of flowing water." Mo Kuyang paused, "Just now I went to run errands, and I met your master, the Third Elder Mo Wen, and he asked me to remind you and tell you not to forget what he explained." After speaking, Mo Kuyang turned around and left.

"Wusheng, what did your master ask you to do? He even asked Kuyang Jiaoxi to come back to remind you, and why did your face become so pale after Kuyang Jiaoxi finished speaking?" Mo Kongshu asked in surprise when he saw Mo Wusheng's face turn pale.

"My master asked me to make hemostatic dispersion and mechanism gears. ”

"The lowest prescriptions and drawings are easy for you!"

"10,000 finished products each. ”

“……”

Mo Kongshu silently walked up to Mo Wusheng's side and patted Mo Wusheng's shoulder, and then he ran back to his cultivation house, for fear that Mo Wusheng would ask him for help.

Mo Wusheng scolded: "Mo Kongshu, you once said that you shared hardships, why are you running so fast now?"

After practicing the ink splashing footwork a few more times, Mo Wusheng returned to the cultivation room with a heavy heart.

Mo Wusheng decided to make hemostatic powder first, first put the three medicinal materials of blood coagulation vine, small huiyuan grass, and Ma Gehua into the medicine pot according to the ratio recorded in the "Mo's Medical Scripture", and then put in pure water, and then stimulate the small oven formation of the medicine pot to make it glow with a light red light.

"Well, the small oven formation of this medicine pot, I stimulated it for a quarter of an hour, and then grinded the orchid branch into powder. Mo Wusheng muttered.

Mo Wusheng took out a branch-like medicinal herb and put it into the medicine grinding wheel to slowly grind the medicinal herb into powder. The small oven formation of the medicine pot was no longer hot, Mo Wusheng poured the liquid medicine into the medicine bowl, and finally sprinkled the orchid branch medicine powder into it and stirred it with jade chopsticks.

The liquid medicine in the medicine bowl slowly condensed into a lump due to the effect of the orchid branch powder, and the lump was wrapped in paper and tied by Mo Wusheng.

"It's done, I really don't understand why the master wants me to spend a month refining 10,000 parts of hemostatic powder, and I have to make mechanism gears. It took me more than a quarter of an hour just to refine the hemostatic dispersion, and I had to increase the speed of refining to stop the bleeding, and so did the gear of the mechanism. Mo Wusheng muttered to himself, and then pinched the hemostatic powder in the medicine bag with his hand, making sure that after it was completely cooled, it would naturally turn into powder.

"No, the master gave me so many materials, if I refine the hemostatic powder one by one, it will not be wrong at all, the master must think that I will refine multiple copies at a time to stop the blood dispersion, but the master gave me a set of pharmaceutical equipment, the problem should be the equipment!" Finally, Mo Wusheng shouted out.

Mo Wusheng immediately inspected all the pharmaceutical appliances, and Mo Wusheng found that these pharmaceutical appliances were not those ordinary pharmaceutical appliances, and the pair of jade chopsticks he held in his hand were much thicker and longer than the normal jade chopsticks.

Mo Wusheng inspected the tools used to make the gears of the mechanism again, and Mo Wusheng smiled and bitterly.

laughs because he has the ability to complete the tasks assigned by the master, and he is completely arranged by the master as a hard worker.

……

A month has passed, Mo Wusheng has successfully completed the operation of the "Ink Sutra" for a long time, breaking through to the first grade of the real-life level consciousness realm, and opening the inner pregnancy secret of the body of Shui Mu, so that when he is not cultivating, he can also slowly run the "Ink Sutra" in his body.

The ink splashing footwork was not unexpected by Mo Kuyang, and he practiced to the level of flowing water, and more than 10,000 copies of each of the hemostatic powder and mechanism gear were made. Mo Wusheng made as many copies of hemostatic powder and mechanism gear as possible from the first day, and failed many times at first because he was not skilled, but who is Mo Wusheng? Mo Wusheng is a genius of the Mo clan who has the talent of Hetu turtle, and he is much faster than normal people in learning and practicing, and then hemostatic powder and mechanism gear are naturally wholesaled like this.

Back in the courtyard, sure enough, Master Mo Wen was eating snacks made by his sister and drinking tea. Mo Wusheng didn't say anything, and directly handed his ink sac to his master Mo Wen.

Mo Wen took the ink sac, and after a while, he returned the ink sac to Mo Wusheng, and said, "I will take 10,000 copies of the finished product, and the rest will be regarded as your own harvest." I have put in your ink sac 15,000 copies of the ingredients for the Huiyuan liquid and the scythe nail of the trap. Mo Wen thought for a while, took out a set of Dao pattern pens, and said, "I have a set of Dao pattern pens here, you can practice drawing Dao patterns when you have time." Don't worry, I don't ask you for anything in terms of Dao patterns, just practice if you are willing. Also, did you choose to major in weapons in Lihuatang?"

"Nope. Mo Wu replied stiffly to Mo Wen's question.

"This should be chosen carefully, not randomly. Okay, after lunch, you'll go back. ”

"Yes, master. ”

Mo Wen looked at Mo Wusheng and shook his head, thinking in his heart, "Puyu still needs to be carved and carved. ”

Mo Wusheng didn't say anything, and after lunch, he immediately went back to Lihua Hall.

When Mo Wusheng was nine years old, it can be said that the time was arranged every day, practicing footwork in the morning, refining medicine at noon, manufacturing machine parts in the afternoon, and practicing the "Ink Sutra" in the evening.

Mo Wusheng is ten years old this year, and today is the Reunion Festival.

This year's reunion festival, there are only three people in the Confusion Courtyard, Mo Wen, Mo Qingsi and Mo Wusheng, compared with the excitement outside, the Confusion Courtyard really makes people feel cold.

The other four apprentices of Master Mo Wen did not return.

Needless to say, the senior brother is still his generalissimo in the Yemian border city; the second senior brother has been missing for many years, and Mo Wusheng has never heard the voice of the second senior brother; the fourth senior brother and the fifth senior brother have traveled for many years, and often use the Xuanhui Lingbao to greet the master Mo Wen and express their concern, but they have not come back once.

After the reunion banquet with a cold atmosphere, Mo Wusheng decided not to return to Lihua Hall first, because the annual gong and drum festival was very noisy at night, and even if he returned to Lihua Hall, it was estimated that he would not be able to calm down and cultivate.

Back in his room, Mo Wusheng took out the wood carving that he hadn't had time to touch for a long time, and gently rubbed the faces of his father and mother on the wood carving with his thumbs on both hands.

Mo Wusheng remembered that Mo Wuyan's mother said that she was her mother's best friend, and she said that her mother was not good at carving, and that the father and mother on the wood carving were exactly the same as her father and mother except for the size.

Mo Wusheng put away the wood carving, he remembered that his father had left a book of refining experience, and his mother had left a practice of medicine, Mo Wusheng decided to use the Mo Clan's waist card to include the content in it to see what was written.

Mo Wusheng took out the two books of experience from the ink sac, and did not immediately include the content, but opened the experience of refining the instrument, stroking page by page.

Time is very slow, time is also very fast, Mo Wusheng has already finished turning over the thick book.

Mo Wusheng's right hand pressed against the back of the book, he felt it, Mo Wusheng, who cultivated "Ignorance Spiritual Sense", felt the subtle difference, there was something in the cover of the back of the book.

Mo Wusheng took out the engraved pen and gently cut the edge of the book cover, and sure enough, the inside was hollow. Mo Wusheng reached in with two fingers, and Mo Wusheng molded two very thin things and took them out.

One is a card and the other is a letter paper.

Mo Wusheng trembled and used his waist card to record the contents of the letterhead.

My dear child, you have found it!

I was so excited to find out that your mother was pregnant with you, so I ran to refine the weapon.

I want to refine a unique weapon for my son, I used a lot of precious materials, I refined a knife, a gun, a sword, I was not satisfied, and I refined a halberd, an axe, a hook, a fork, a hammer, I am still not satisfied, but they are all treasures, and I used a lot of my precious materials, and I am reluctant to give them to others.

I found the Elite Silver, which is a precious and abnormal refining material, and its main body can be extended to the Elite Silver. This piece of Yingqingzi silver is completely extended, and it will be the size of a Langshan Mountain, but after refining Yingqingziyin back to the main body, it is only the size of my fist. I combined it with the previous eight weapons to refine it into a special set of spirit treasures of Baying.

Lingbao Baying was sealed by me in a nurturing card and left to you.

Eight Ying is very precious, although it is refined for you, I still can't give it to you too early, so I decided to hide Eight Ying in the book cover of my refining experience.

After you turn to the word at the age of six, I will give you my refining experience, but you may not have the talent for refining or don't like refining tools, what should I do?

This is a punishment! a punishment for a man who does not want his son to inherit his father's inheritance.

If you can find something in the book cover, it means that you are willing to learn the refining weapon, otherwise you will tear the book up. But will my son tear up the gift from his father? Of course not, you must have found it when you read the book carefully, and if you found it, you came and told him, and I would be very happy with your father!

Love your father to stay.

Looking at the letter reflected in his mind through the waist card, Mo Wusheng's tears flowed.

Gritting his teeth, his hands swaying uncertainly, picking up his mother's medical experience, Mo Wusheng was not sure, he was not sure if there would be a letter in it, he hoped that there would be.

The pen was scratched open, his fingers reached in, there was something, and Mo Wusheng's hand trembled violently.

Like his father's refining experience, there is a card and a letter in it.

Dear Ink Rain,

I'm sorry for my kid.

I am not a strong mother, I did not raise you to grow up healthy, I dare not beg you to forgive me, and I dare not consider myself your mother.

Soon after I gave birth to you, I heard from your father.

yes, your father is gone, and I will follow him.

I can't give you motherly love, and I won't find a stepfather for you in order to get your father's love, so I'm an irresponsible person. I am a spiritual doctor, I know that this is a heart disease, but I dare not treat it and I don't want to treat it, I don't know if I can still remember your father after being cured?

I remember your father's excited look when he heard that I was pregnant with you, he really loved you, he entered the Dajin Mountain Domain of Xianyun Star in order to refine Baying for you, looking for refining materials, and finally he was chased and killed by the Demon Emperor because he found Ying Qingyin in the Demon Emperor's territory, he came back, and before I could heal his injuries, he immediately went to refine weapons for you, he is a great father!

I know that the letters and gifts that your father left you are in the covers of his refining experience, so I have learned from him to keep them in the covers. He wants your son to inherit his father's business, you shouldn't have torn off his refining experience! If you are angry with us, you must not tear your father's refining experience, tear mine!

The spirit treasure sealed in this nurturing card is a gift from your father to me. But I betrayed his trust, I didn't raise you, I didn't dare to take it to death, so I left it to you, and I should return it to your father.

From the perspective of hatred, I hope that his son will work hard to cultivate, and he can sweep away all the disasters in the star field and give the human race a good living environment, but this is too difficult. From a mother's point of view, she would not be willing to let her son do such a difficult and dangerous thing. But I'm a woman who's gone crazy, so I said it.

I hope you are healthy, happy, safe and eternal.

A woman who is eternally sinful.

One is the father's wish, the other is the mother's self-blame, and the love contained in it is so heavy, so euphemistic and desolate.

Mo Wusheng had never heard his father's voice, nor had he seen his mother, so he never knew what his parents' love was.

At this time, Mo Wusheng understood, he felt his father's love, as heavy as a mountain, and felt his mother's love, as gentle as flowing water.

"Ahhhhh......h

Mo Wusheng fainted, but the tears stopped at the end.