Asking about longevity

Mo Shan was slightly startled.

"I also want to accompany Hua'er and see him marry and have children, and his family will be full of children and grandchildren..." Liu Ruhua's eyes showed longing, "But who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

Mo Shan comforted his wife, "You don't have to worry."

Liu Ruhua shook his head, "I'm not worried. I know you are worried that Hua'er will be in danger, but how can a monk not be in danger in his life?"

Mo Shan thought for a while and couldn't help but nodded.

A monk's life, no matter how smooth it is, will inevitably encounter several setbacks and dangers. What's more, these casual cultivators, who are already in trouble, are trying their best to survive.

Liu Ruhua continued: "As the saying goes, parents love their children and have far-reaching plans. We are just Qi Refining monks. We cannot protect him from danger, so we can only let him learn to face danger."

Mo Shan was silent. He stroked his wife's long hair and looked relieved.

"You're right. Cultivation is a long time. We can't take care of him for the rest of his life. We can only teach him to take care of himself."

The next evening, Mo Shan called Mo Hua into the small courtyard and said:

"How is your body training going?"

Mo Hua thought his father was going to blame him. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment and said:

"I've almost learned it."

Mo Shan nodded, "I'll give it a try."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Okay!"

He also wanted to know whether his father, who was in the late stage of Qi refining, could crack his own passing step.

Mo Hua walked ten feet away, turned around and stood still, looking at Mo Shan with a slightly focused gaze, and said:

"Dad, I'm ready."

"Okay, please pay attention."

As soon as Mo Shan finished speaking, an afterimage emerged from his body and sped towards him.

So fast!

Mo Hua was startled, let go of his consciousness, activated his spiritual power, and floated backwards.

Mo Hua retreated halfway, his father disappeared from his eyes, and suddenly he felt a faint sense of oppression behind him. His heart shuddered, and he turned slightly and drifted to the left.

Mo Shan, who did not know when he appeared behind Mo Hua, caught the moment and couldn't help but look slightly surprised. He turned around and continued to explore Mo Hua with his right hand.

The ink painting looks solemn.

Mo Shan's speed is too fast, and he has been fighting monsters for many years, so he has rich experience. His figure alternates between real and insubstantial, and Mo Hua's consciousness can hardly detect Mo Shan's figure.

And when he senses it, Mo Shan is often already by his side.

Mo Shan's spiritual consciousness was not much stronger than Mo Hua's. Mo Hua couldn't sense it simply because Mo Shan was too fast and acted decisively and deceitfully, making Mo Hua unable to judge.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh that his combat experience was still far behind.

The two fought for a few more rounds. Mo Hua was hiding in a panic, and was in a dilemma, but he was still holding on.

After several rounds of chasing, Mo Shan's figure in the ink painting's spiritual consciousness finally became clearer and became easier to identify.

Mo Hua's dodge gradually became organized.

Mo Shan will make noises from the east and attack the west, attacking the enemy unprepared. Ink painting also learns to combine virtuality and reality to catch the enemy by surprise.

The more they fight, the more calm Mo Hua's movements become.

Just when Mo Hua's body skills were getting better and better, he was suddenly grabbed by Mo Shan without a trace and picked up by his collar.

Mo Hua was dumbfounded, "Dad, you can catch me even here!"

Mo Shan snorted, "You need to practice your body skills more."

Having said that, Mo Shan was still shocked in his heart.

Mo Hua's movement technique was far stronger than he expected!

In this pursuit just now, even the monks at the same level as him may not be able to escape one by one.

And Mo Hua not only dodged it, but also seemed to be able to do it with ease. Apart from being a little panicked at the beginning, he became more and more calm as he got to the back, with elegant footwork and well-founded advance and retreat, which was on par with some experienced demon hunters.

Moreover, this movement technique is invisible and traceless. It is completely impossible to tell where the force comes from, how to borrow the force, and how to withdraw the force.

It is impossible to judge based on ordinary physical training techniques.

Mo Shan didn't see through this movement technique. He just relied on his many years of life-and-death fighting experience and his familiarity with his son to guess where Mo Hua would appear, and he was confused for a moment.

If not, I'm afraid it would take dozens of rounds until Mo Hua's strength is exhausted and his flaws are revealed before he can be caught.

Mo Shan's heart was filled with ups and downs.

Mo Hua has only reached the fifth level of Qi refining...

Mo Hua saw his father standing there with a calm expression, no emotion or anger, but seemed to be distracted, so he asked: "Dad?"

Mo Shan came back to his senses, looked at the ink paintings, thought for a while and said:

"Your body skills are okay, but you still need to practice more and don't slack off!"

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

But thinking that this was considered a compliment, I felt a little happy.

"Dad, have you also learned Shenfa?" Mo Hua asked again.

Mo Shan shook his head, "This is not really a movement technique of mine. I just learned some of it myself in order not to get hurt while fighting monsters, and then I learned some movement techniques from others, and pieced it all together. "

"Is this a movement technique purely for actual combat?" Mo Hua was in awe.

"That's okay."

Mo Hua's eyes shone, "Can you teach me?"

Mo Shan hesitated and said: "Didn't you learn Shenfa? Don't learn more, master one first."

"I'll learn from it..." Mo Hua said.

Mo Shan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

Mo Shan demonstrated several basic footwork movements to Mo Hua.

Some movements are similar to the passing water step, but slightly different. Some are just seemingly simple forward and backward steps, and some are fragmentary moves of other movements. In the end, these are blended together to become a set of simple and sharp movements.

It looked like it was pieced together with scales and claws, but Mo Hua didn't look down upon it at all.

This is currently the most threatening set of movements to him, and he has no idea how to deal with it.

Simple, efficient, no redundant movements, pay attention to adaptability, and win with no tricks but with tricks.

It can be said that it is full of flaws, but as long as it is used well, it can be said that there are no flaws.

If these footwork were crushed into pieces and mixed into the passing water step, would the passing water step be even more powerful?

Mo Hua perked up and took it seriously. He memorized all these moves and prepared to find time to practice more.

When Mo Shan thought about the body technique used in Mo Hua just now, he still found it incredible and asked:

"This body technique of yours... was taught by Master Zhang Dian?"

"Uncle Zhang didn't let me say it."

"Yeah." Mo Shan nodded, but couldn't help but think to himself, isn't this the same as what you said...

"Dad, aren't you angry anymore?" Mo Hua whispered.

Mo Shan glared at him, "Do you still know that I will be angry?"

Mo Hua chuckled.

"Get up early tomorrow morning." Mo Shan said.

"Tomorrow morning?" Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.

Mo Shan said nothing more and turned around to leave.

At nine o'clock the next day, Mo Hua got up and came to the yard, where he saw his father Mo Shan standing there early.

"Your mother made breakfast, you eat some first," Mo Shan said.

After the father and son finished eating, Mo Shan took Mo Hua out of the house.

The two walked through the early morning streets, walked out of the gate of Tongxian City, and walked onto the mountain road outside the city.

"Dad, where are we going?"

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask.

Mo Shan was silent for a moment and said: "I will take you into Daheishan!"