Asking About Longevity Chapter 369

 Chapter 369 Whereabouts

After saying goodbye to Master Luo, Mo Hua felt relieved.

 Cultivation makes monks strong, but it does not produce anything and cannot make more monks rich.

 Only formations can make casual cultivators live a better life.

Among the casual cultivators in Tongxian City, only Mo Hua knows the formations. Once he leaves, no one will draw the formations for the casual cultivators. After a few years or more than ten years, the life of the casual cultivators may return to hardship.

 Be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing.

 Only among casual cultivators, there are more formation masters who know formations.

These formation masters are also determined to learn formation techniques and benefit casual cultivators.

 Only in this way can the situation of casual cultivators be truly improved.

  No matter how powerful the ink painting formation is, it is only one person and can only change it for a while.

 The inheritance of the formation can be passed on to many people.

 It will be passed down from generation to generation and change the life of casual cultivators for a long time.

Mo Hua didn't want Tongxian City to return to its previous situation of "casual cultivators without formation masters" after he left. He hoped that when he came back, more casual cultivators would learn the formations, and everyone would live a better life.

 After the inheritance of the formation is resolved, Mo Hua still has to say goodbye to many acquaintances.

 The first is Commander Yang.

 The mission of Dao Bingsi was completed and the big demon was suppressed. It was time for him to go back and deliver the mission.

Before leaving, Commander Yang patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and gave many instructions:

“If you want to join the Dao Bingsi, you must come to me. No matter what happens, our Yang family will protect you!”

“If you don't want to join the Taoist Army, you must be firm in your Taoism, act cautiously, and don't go astray, let alone fall into the devil's way...”

 The terror of the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation has been witnessed and experienced personally by Commander Yang.

 He has never seen such a killing array in his life.

Not to mention the self-destruction of the formation at the back and the sudden change in spiritual power, which caused a frightening phenomenon.

The formation master's personal ability may not be strong, but once the formation is drawn and a large formation is built, he can truly master the power to change the sky and the earth, or to destroy the heaven and the earth.

 He had not fully understood this until he saw ink painting.

I saw the trapping and killing formation under the ink painting, and the killing power produced by the self-destruction formation of the ink painting.

It was only then that Commander Yang truly realized how powerful and terrifying the formation master was.

 So, he was really afraid of making mistakes in ink painting.

He is only thirteen years old now, and he can build a large formation on his own to trap, kill and seal the villagers.

 Given time, I don't know what level the formation will reach.

If you really go astray and build a large array to massacre monks, it will definitely be a catastrophe for a city, a realm, and even a state.

Commander Yang was very afraid of seeing that scene and couldn't bear to confront Mo Hua with his sword.

Mo Hua comforted him and said, "Uncle Yang, don't worry, I'm a serious monk and I won't do such bad things."

The world is ever-changing. Who can say with certainty what will happen in the future?

 Commander Yang was still worried, but he had no choice but to do so. His mission was completed and he could only leave at this time.

Before leaving, he also went to the Mo Painter's restaurant and packed up more than fifty kilograms of beef to take away.

This was also the first time for him to eat this kind of beef. He tasted it once when he went to Mohua Painting, and he has been obsessed with it ever since, so he bought a lot of it before leaving and kept it for drinking on the way.

 After that, the Taoist soldiers set off, and Commander Yang left along the Daheishan Mountains.

Mo Hua waved his little hand and said goodbye to Commander Yang.

After Commander Yang left, Zhang Lan found Mo Hua and said that he was leaving too.

Mo Hua asked: "Is it because the foundation building is successful that you want to return to the family?"

 Zhang Lan sighed, looking lonely, "Yes."

Mo Hua patted his shoulder and comforted:

"It's just a blind date. There's no need to be so resistant. If you meet the right one, it can be regarded as a kind of fate."

Zhang Lan's face darkened again, "What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you, is it appropriate to say such a thing?"

Mo Hua said seriously: "Although I am not old, I have heard a lot of things."

 When he has time, he often goes to Fushan Tower to play with An Xiaofu.

An Xiaofu liked to listen to gossip, and then he would add some details, compile some stories, and ask storytellers to tell them in the dining room. The diners were full, the tables were full, and it was very popular.

Mo Hua also heard a lot.

 His favorite stories are about slaying demons or bizarre stories.

The stories about marriage are not to Mo Hua's taste, but he is not picky about food either and will listen to whatever is available.

In the story, a boy from an aristocratic family like Zhang Lan was unwilling to go on a blind date, so he reluctantly went on a blind date. When he saw that the girl was pretty, he shamelessly pursued her...

Mo Hua felt that Zhang Lan looked like someone who could do such a thing.

 Zhang Lan felt a headache from hearing this.

　　"That's just what you said. It's just an exaggeration. It can't be taken seriously."

Mo Hua plausibly said: "'When a fake becomes true, the truth is also false.' How do you know that what is said in the script is not true?"

 “Okay…” Zhang Lan said helplessly.

He really can't compare to the eloquent Mo Hua.

However, Zhang Lan felt a little disappointed when he thought that once he left Tongxian City, there might not be any interesting children like Mo Hua to quarrel and chat with.

Mo Hua comforted him and said: "We meet each other in mountains and rivers. I don't know whether we will meet again in the future."

Zhang Lan thought about it and nodded: "You're right, we can meet again if we are destined to meet in the future."

“In the future, if you pass through Kanzhou and arrive at the border of the Zhang family, you must come to the door and tell me my name, so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord and entertain you well.”

 Zhang Lan looked very confident and said.

Mo Hua whispered: "Uncle Zhang, do you have a high status in the clan?"

"It's not bad." Zhang Lan didn't elaborate, but just said: "As long as you come, I will definitely not treat you badly. I will treat you to delicious food."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he quickly agreed: "Okay!"

When Zhang Lan saw this, he couldn't help but smile. Then he suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice and said:

 “And the most important thing…”

 The ink painting looks slightly startled.

　　“Step by step…” Zhang Lan reminded. Immediately he understood the idea and said in a low voice seriously:

“You didn't teach me the passing water step. Don't worry, Uncle Zhang. I won't give you away no matter what…”

 Zhang Lan looked complicated.

 Ink painting is tight-lipped, which is naturally a good thing.

 But you use the word "profess" as if we are collaborating and doing bad things...

 It will take about two months for Zhang Lan to make the handover with Daotingsi.

 During this period, when he had free time, he would come to Mo Hua to drink and chat.

 There was talk and laughter between words, but there was already a faint atmosphere of farewell.

In addition, Mo Hua took time out and went to see Xia Mo Guanshi.

 Mo Hua earned his first amount of spiritual stones from Guanshi Mo through drawing formations, and took the first step towards becoming an formation master.

If it hadn't been for Mo Guanshi, Yan Jiaoxi might not have discovered his talent in formations, nor would he have introduced him to Mr. Zhuang. He would not have become Mr. Zhuang's registered disciple, and now he would not have worshiped Mr. Zhuang as his teacher. .

 Mo Guanshi's business has improved a lot.

The old plaque is used in front of the door, and the three words "Youyuanzhai" are still used, but the entire door and courtyard, as well as the decoration inside, are all brand new.

 Mo Guanshi looked more energetic.

He was surprised and happy when he saw Mo Hua. He quickly welcomed Mo Hua into the house and poured a cup of tea for Mo Hua.

Mo Hua waved his hand and said: "Don't interfere, there is no need to be so polite."

 “You are a distinguished guest now, so you must have the proper etiquette.”

Mo Guanshi looked at Mo Hua sitting and drinking tea and sighed in his heart.

The little monk who used to pretend to be his elder brother and draw formations to earn spiritual stones has now become a famous formation master in the city.

He still remembered that when Mo Hua came here for the first time, at a young age, he stood under the counter with his little head exposed.

 It seems that he has not grown up much now, and his appearance is still cute and cute, but his eyes and demeanor are completely different.

 The aura around him was even more difficult for him to see through.

The first time Mo Guanshi saw ink painting, he could only draw an open fire formation with three formations. Now two or three years later, he can already draw a first-class formation.

 The gap between them is as huge as a natural chasm.

 He doesn't even know how to learn ink painting.

　　Mo Guanshi shook his head, amazed in his heart.

 After a while, he remembered something, stood up, took out a crimson food box from the counter, and placed it in front of the ink painting.

 The food box is filled with all kinds of exquisite snacks.

“This is a gift from someone else. It's a very expensive snack. Try it.”

Mo Hua was not polite. He took a sip and found it was soft and sweet. His eyes lit up and he said, "Thank you, steward!"

 Mo Guanshi also laughed when he saw that Mo Hua liked to eat.

 This snack was never given to me by anyone before.

Later, he came under the care of Master Luo, and some formation masters were willing to help draw formations for him. There were more formations in the store, and the number of customers gradually increased. The business was good, and the courtesy exchanges naturally became more valuable.

Master Luo will not help him for no reason, it should be for the sake of Mo Hua.

 He didn't say this, but he still understood it in his heart.

After the two drank tea, Mo Guanshi asked:

“You didn't come to me just to drink tea, right?”

Mo Hua swallowed the snack, took a sip of tea, nodded and said:

 “I'm leaving Tongxian City and going out to travel.”

Mo Guanshi was slightly startled, but not surprised.

　　When monks are young, they always go out to see the world, look for opportunities, see the vast mountains and rivers of this world of cultivation, make friends with all kinds of monks, and look for some unknown inheritance...

 It's just that it's a little early for Mo Hua to travel at this age.

But an unusual monk, doing unusual things.

Mo Hua continued: "I came here first to see you and express my gratitude."

 After all, if Mo Guangshi had not allowed him to draw formations to earn spiritual stones, he might not be able to learn the formations now.

 He also told Master Luo that he would take more care of Mo Guanshi's business in the future.

"Another thing," Mo Hua looked slightly condensed, "I want to ask about the whereabouts of Yan Jiaoxi."

Mo Guanshi was a little surprised, but also a little relieved, "You still remember him..."

Mo Hua nodded.

 Yan Jiaoxi had the gift of teaching and enlightenment to him. He was able to accept Mr. Zhuang as his teacher because he was recommended by Yan Jiaoxi.

returning a Favour many times more.

Now that he has achieved a little success in the formation, he naturally wants to inquire about the whereabouts of Yan Jiaoxi within his ability to see if there is anyone who can help Yan Jiaoxi.

　　　Mo Guanshi sighed in his heart: What a good boy.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally told the truth:

"This matter is actually simple. Yan Jiaoxi and I are actually brothers in the same sect. He joined early and I joined late, and we had some friendship. However, because not long after I joined, the sect experienced changes and closed its doors. I didn't study for long, so This friendship isn't too deep.”

 “Something unexpected happened?”

Mo Guanshi nodded and said melancholy: "Our master is an old formation master. He treats his disciples kindly, preaches and teaches, and does his best."

“But he didn't know people well and accepted an ambitious disciple who coveted the sect's formation. He actually..."

Mo Guanshi took a sip of tea, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then continued:

"He actually committed murder, stole formations, betrayed his family and fled..."

“Our sect is originally a small sect with not many people. The people who become apprentices just want to learn some formations and make a living. When the master dies, it will naturally fall apart and the entire sect will be gone..."

Mo Guanshi's expression was a bit bitter.

 “What a scumbag among formation masters.”

Hearing this, Mo Hua frowned, a little angry, and asked:

“When Yan Jiaoxi left, he said he had personal matters to deal with, was it to track down the whereabouts of this scum?”

"Yes." Mo Guanshi said with emotion, "He started early and has a deep relationship with the master, so he has never been able to accept it. He not only wants to bring the traitor to justice to comfort the master's spirit in heaven, but also wants to take back the sect's formation. …”

 Mo Guanshi looked at the ink painting, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly:

“That formation, called Lingshu Formation, is a first-grade…twelve-line formation that no formation master can learn!”

 (End of this chapter)

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