Asking About Longevity Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Clues

You can eat and drink openly, and the ink paintings will naturally welcome all comers.

 At noon the next day, Mo Hua went to the banquet.

Commander Yang seems to have invited a lot of people, including those from the Daoting Department, the Dao Military Department, and many demon hunters.

Mo Hua's father, Mo Shan, also went, but he went early and went with Elder Yu. He probably still had some things to discuss.

 They can stay here, kill people, practice evil arts, refine human elixirs...and no one will ever know!

There is no exchange of spiritual stones between the Qian family and Heishan Village, no evil cultivators from Heishan Village are hired to kill people, and there are no monks from the Qian family in Heishan Village.

Mo Hua himself was an exception. He had a Taoist monument, was born with extraordinary spiritual awareness, met Yan Jiaoxi, and was lucky enough to become Mr. Zhuang's registered disciple. He painted formations day and night, and then became a first-class formation master.

After everyone left, Mo Hua followed Mo Shan home.

From then on, casual cultivators could hardly learn formation techniques, and the path to formation techniques was completely cut off.

 The two started to quarrel again.

 Elder Yu and Yourong nodded.

Zhang Lan asked: "Then do you know what the Qian family did?"

Zhang Lan obviously disagreed, but then he thought that going to a banquet and having a good time are indeed similar.

 Zhang Lan nodded slightly, feeling pleased but also a little uncomfortable.

If there were no ink paintings, then among the casual cultivators, there would indeed be no formation masters.

 “It's better than your Daotingsi...”

Just smiling, Mo Hua suddenly felt a fear in his heart.

The old boss of Daotingsi looked at his eyes, nose and heart, pretending not to hear anything, but he still couldn't help coughing.

Zhang Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't look surprised.

Chief Zhou thought for a moment, sighed, and nodded:

It seems that he needs to build the foundation quickly, otherwise he will hardly be able to raise his head not only in front of the ink painting, but also in front of that kid Yang Jiyong...

 There is no formation division...

Zhang Lan said: "When encountering this kind of thing, anyone can doubt it, even Dao Tingsi, Elder Yu, and even me, Zhang Lan, you have to try to guess..."

 “What kind of good future does Dao Bingsi have?”

Commander Yang added: "I asked Brother Mo Shan, and he said it all depends on your wishes and he will not interfere."

 Mo Hua was walking on the street and remembered what Commander Yang and Chief Zhou had said about him. He felt happy and had a smile on his face.

 “It's just a little effort, Elder Yu is being polite.”

Walking, the two of them arrived at Lingshan Tower.

“What would happen if there were no formation masters?”

 The two of them were shopping and walking.

Zhang Lan muttered to one side: "You are so evil-minded and so thick-skinned!"

Commander Yang and Zhang Lan argued for a while, and then he remembered that he was so preoccupied with bickering with Zhang Lan that he almost forgot about the business. He looked at the ink painting with bright eyes again.

Mo Hua listened to what the two of them were arguing about at first, but later found out that it was all trivial matters, and he was hungry, so he ate on his own and ignored them.

Mo Hua said hello. Zhang Lan heard someone calling him and saw that it was Mo Hua. Then he became more interested and walked with Mo Hua.

Mo Hua suddenly remembered something and asked quietly:

If there are no formation masters among the casual cultivators, then no one will be able to see through the hidden formation and discover that above the vast abyss, there is a mountain road leading to the deep mountains;

 No one can walk into the fog forest, see through the fog array, and discover the truth hidden by the heavy fog in the mountains;

“...Without the formation master Mo Hua, it would really take a lot of effort to destroy Heishan Village this time..."

Mo Hua originally thought that Commander Yang would be unhappy, but unexpectedly his eyes lit up and he praised:

"It should be like this! Formation masters are devoted to the Tao and study formations. This is the right way. There is no rush to join the Taoist Army. Even if you are successful in formations in the future and don't want to join the Taoist Arms Division, it's not a big deal..."

The old boss didn't say anything, but Zhang Lan retorted:

 At noon, the street is quite lively.

Zhang Lan saw the noise around him and no one was listening to them, so he lowered his voice and said to Mo Hua:

“The second master is murderous and has long lost his mind. He only responds to a few names and knows nothing about the others. I have been asking for more than ten days, but nothing has come out.”

　　“That's okay if you say so.”

“Wasn't the second boss arrested? Did he say anything?”

This farewell banquet was very sumptuous, and there were many people coming, and most of them were acquaintances of Mo Hua.

Commander Yang then realized that he had made a mistake, so he apologized to the old boss:

 “I suspect there is someone behind Black Shanzhai...”

In a few days, Commander Yang will lead his troops and leave. The road to practice is long. I don't know when we will meet again.

Mo Hua glanced at his father, Mo Shan.

 No one can find the invisible mountain gate of Black Village, and it is even less likely that anyone knows that there is a terrifying evil cultivator deep in the mountain!

 Commander Yang said: "This is a great future..."

 When the wine was over, Mo Hua had a full meal.

The surrounding streets are bustling and noisy, with row upon row of markets.

But Mo Hua is his son, and he is very proud to be praised by the two foundation-building monks.

 Zhang Si also praised him.

Everyone came downstairs, exchanged a few words, and then parted.

Mo Hua knew that Zhang Lan was giving him instructions, so he nodded seriously, "Uncle Zhang, I remember."

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and confirmed that it was safe, then he whispered:

“My Yang family is a rich family…”

Mo Shan was a little embarrassed, "You two have given me the award."

 Ink painting is pondering while walking.

Mo Hua doesn't know what Zhang Lan is thinking, and is still struggling with the matter of Heishanzhai:

“If it's not the Qian family, who else could it be? What kind of collusion does it have with Heishan Village? What have you done for Heishan Village?”

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

But later Yan Jiaoxi left and there was no one to teach the formations, so Tongxian Sect no longer offered formation courses. At the same time, Mo Hua also dropped out of Tongxian Sect because he could not learn the formations...

"I mean Zhang Lan is not good. It has nothing to do with Daotingsi, so the boss doesn't need to mind."

 The two started to quarrel again.

“Isn't it my Zhang family?”

 Mo Hua remembers that in the beginning, through the Immortal Sect, formations could be taught.

"Commander Yang is right. Fortunately, Mo Hua is a formation master. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to find the mountain road between the cliffs, see through the foggy forest, or find the hidden mountain gate of Black Mountain Village, let alone break through the layers. The black mountain village blessed by the formation..."

Heishanzhai can exist quietly in Daheishan because of the formation!

 Zhang Lan was a little surprised and said, "What do you want to know?"

Without the formation master...you can't find the mountain road, you can't see through the foggy forest, you can't find the gate of the black mountain village...

 Among the casual cultivators, there are only a few who learn formation techniques, and it is even less likely that they will be promoted to the first level.

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of a sentence:

Mo Hua thought hard for a while and shook his head.

Mo Hua took a breath of cold air!

 He forced himself to calm down and think hard.

Since Mo Hua was the child of a demon hunter, he was embarrassed to praise him, so he could only nod his head reservedly in agreement.

Zhang Lan couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, "You're almost done..."

Commander Yang smiled kindly and said:

 “You can join my Yang family directly...”

 Normally speaking, casual cultivators cannot become formation masters.

Mo Hua frowned and thought about it carefully, his heart gradually became cold.

 Zhang Lan sighed in his heart.

 Fortunately, there were many guests at the banquet, and everyone was changing glasses and it was quite lively, so the overall atmosphere seemed harmonious.

Aren't you just trying to trick Mo Hua into joining the Dao Bing Division? Are you bragging about it all the time?

 “It's not me who's nagging…” Commander Yang said solemnly:

“For Taoist soldiers fighting, the formation is very important. Without the formation master of Mo Hua, it would really take a lot of effort to destroy Heishan Stronghold this time.”

 If this continues, he will almost have nothing to teach ink painting, and naturally he will have nothing to show off in front of the ink paintings.

 “I don't care about you.”

Zhang Lan corrected him: "It's about showing your face to the banquet, not about eating!"

“Mr. Yang, I'll give you some face in front of the boss. Don't force me to reveal your embarrassing story...”

Mo Hua said directly: "Will it be the Qian family?"

 Without an formation master... it would take a lot of effort to destroy the Black Mountain Stronghold.

Zhang Lan swayed reluctantly, seemingly in the same direction as himself.

Mo Hua is a little disappointed.

Mo Hua temporarily put aside the questions in his mind and went upstairs with Zhang Lan.

 “Is there any new news from Heishan Village?”

 “Do you think I am willing to argue with you?”

Commander Yang deliberately sat next to the ink painting and asked quietly during the dinner:

“Mo Hua, how do you think about it? Do you want to join the Taoist Army?”

Mo Hua was no longer restrained. After everyone sat down and everyone moved their chopsticks, they started eating happily.

Mo Hua asked: "Uncle Zhang, are you going to get some food too?"

Zhang Lan raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "Are you still doubting something?"

 He would think about it when he had time these days, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't find any connection between the Qian family and Heishan Village.

“But when you finally make a conclusion, you must be cautious and well-founded, otherwise it is easy to make wrong judgments.”

Mo Hua practiced the formation several times and calculated the re-arrangement for a while before setting off. So he arrived a little late, but he should be in time for the banquet to start.

As long as you are a casual cultivator, no one knows the formations and cannot see through the concealment formations and fog formations.

Mo Hua was helpless, sighed, and began to concentrate on eating his meal again.

 Commander Yang returned the gift with his hand, and then said: "And speaking of it this time, it is really thanks to Mo Hua..."

 Zhang Lan sneered, and said with a sigh: "Are you so drunk after just a few glasses of wine? What are you daydreaming about? If you want to join, you are also joining the Zhang family. Where will it be your turn?"

On behalf of the casual cultivators in Tongxian City, Elder Yu sent some gifts to Commander Yang, and expressed his thanks with a cupped hand:

“This time it is all due to Commander Yang's good command and the Taoist soldiers being brave and good at fighting, so that Heishan Stronghold can be successfully annihilated and the peace of Tongxian City can be ensured.”

 Farewell is imminent, Zhang Lan no longer quarrels with Commander Yang.

"Do you think you have no embarrassment? Who is afraid of whom?"

Mo Hua thought carefully about the words of Commander Yang and Chief Zhou.

Mo Hua was enjoying his meal when he saw the look in Commander Yang's eyes and felt that eating people is too short-sighted to refuse directly, so he said politely:

“Uncle Yang, I still need to learn the formation. Once I have mastered the formation, I will consider whether to join the Taoist Army.”

Mo Hua was walking on the road, and unexpectedly he happened to meet Zhang Lan.

He felt that he seemed to have thought of something, but for a while, he couldn't figure out his thoughts.

 This child really knows everything...

Mo Hua was startled: "Uncle Zhang, do you think so too?"

 Zhang Lan nodded, "Heishanzhai is too powerful and has been entrenched for such a long time. Without the support of local forces, it is almost impossible."

“With Yan Jiaoxi leaving, casual cultivators can't learn the formation…”

And why did Yan Jiaoxi leave?

Mo Hua frowned and thought, and then a cold light gradually formed in his eyes.

 It's the Qian family!

 (End of this chapter)

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