Chapter 395 Formation_1

Bai Zisheng cheerfully led the Spirit Farmers on daily patrols, while Mo Hua sat quietly on the field ridge, painting the Cultivating Soil Formation.

Bai Zixi was also helping Mo Hua with the Formation.

She knelt gracefully beside Mo Hua, her fair palms holding the pen, her posture elegant and her expression serene. The Formation Patterns she drew carried a refined and exquisite charm.

Mo Hua stole a few glances, utterly stunned, and couldn't help but exclaim,

"Little Senior Sister, your Formation is so beautiful!"

"Is it?"

Bai Zixi's beautiful eyes held a trace of curiosity.

"Mhm," Mo Hua nodded earnestly.

Bai Zixi glanced at her own Formation, then at Mo Hua's, and asked curiously,

"Aren't they about the same?"

The same Formation, the Patterns were identical and seemed nearly indistinguishable at first glance.

But Mo Hua shook his head, "No, they're different."

When he painted, his strokes were structured and composed due to his skillful familiarity.