Asking About Longevity Chapter 405

Chapter 405 Journey

 Xiaohuangzhou boundary, Nanyue City, Yan Jiaoxi, traitor, Lingshu Formation...

Mo Hua briefly sorted it out, glanced at Mr. Zhuang again, and asked in a low voice:

“Master, are you on your way to Nanyue City?”

 He had wanted to ask before.

 Yan Jiaoxi was kind to himself for enlightening others and introducing opportunities.

returning a Favour many times more.

Mo Hua wanted to find Yan Jiaoxi and see if there was anything he could do to help him.

 At the same time, I am also a little selfish, I want to see what the first-grade and twelve-line spiritual pivot array looks like.

Whether I can learn it, whether I can learn it, and finally whether I can use it to hone my spiritual consciousness and reach the realm of the thirteen lines.

 But he didn't know where the sect Mr. Zhuang was going to was and whether he was on his way.

 If things don't go his way, he can't make his own decisions and change Mr. Zhuang's plan.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said, "It's not going well."

 “That's it…” The ink painting was a bit pity.

“But we can take a detour.” Mr. Zhuang said again.

Mo Hua was slightly startled, "Won't this delay the journey?"

“No.” Mr. Zhuang said with a smile, “As long as you can learn the formation, it's not a delay.”

Mo Hua felt warm in his heart.

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he sighed slightly:

“Furthermore, I also want to see what's special about the Lingshu Formation passed down by the Great Lingyin Sect.”

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

This time he felt relieved, but at the same time he was also a little confused.

 He always felt that Mr. Zhuang traveled around just to teach him the formation...

Mo Hua frowned.

He has already had this doubt.

Along the way, Mr. Zhuang was not in a hurry. He said which sect he wanted to go to, but he didn't seem particularly anxious.

On the contrary, I have been teaching myself along the way how to calculate, how to deduce, how to find the ultimate formation, and how to understand the ultimate formation...

 Furthermore, even after arriving at the destination, the purpose is to allow myself to learn the formation.

What about himself?

Master himself, what exactly does he want to do?

Mo Hua glanced at Mr. Zhuang secretly.

Mr. Zhuang's expression was leisurely and indifferent, enigmatic and unable to discern anything.

“I don't know what Master is thinking about…”

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

 If Master has any wish.

 When your cultivation becomes higher in the future, you may be able to help your master achieve it.

I just don't know when that day will come...

 After all, I am still just a young monk in the Qi Refining Realm.

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

Mr. Zhuang didn't know what Xiao Mo Hua was thinking at this time. He just said to the puppet driver:

 “Take a detour to Nanyue City.”

Puppet Lao pulled the reins, and Dabai hissed. He stamped his horse's hooves, turned his head, and walked onto another road leading to the border of Xiaohuang State...

 The boundary of Xiaohuang state is also the boundary of the second-level state of Lizhou.

 Under the Heavenly Dao Formation, the highest level of cultivation that can be used is foundation building.

 Lizhou belongs to Fire and has strong fire energy.

Tongxian City is located in the north and has a slightly better climate, with mountains, rivers, and luxuriant vegetation. However, it is hot all year round, especially in spring and summer.

 The boundary of Xiaohuang State is located to the east of Lizhou, which is southerly and has a drier climate.

There are also plants and trees along the way, but they are much less numerous, mostly brown, and not densely grown.

 Monks rely on mountains to eat mountains and water to eat water.

Most of the fairy cities on the path make a living by hunting monsters, and the most common ones are mining repairmen.

 The so-called mining repairmen are monks who mine.

There are also other local names, such as "stonemason", "masonry", "miner", "miner", etc.

 The customs of monks in various places are different, and their teachings are also somewhat inconsistent.

 Among these mine repairmen, there are also those who dig spiritual ores, but they are very few.

The spiritual mines in Xiaohuang State either belong to Daoting, or are occupied by some large families and sects.

Spiritual mines are extremely important, and monks from their own faction usually dig them themselves. They are rarely assigned to miners from outside who are casual cultivators.

 These mines were dug from mines containing copper and iron.

 The natural copper and iron in the cultivation world are extremely tough in texture, and it requires a cultivating monk to spend a lot of effort to cut through it.

 The mined copper and iron are used in crafts such as weapon refining, construction, and alchemy.

Even the formation master's formation pen and spiritual ink are occasionally mixed with some copper powder or iron powder.

 Xiaohuang State Border is not rich in other products, but there are many mines.

 So the local casual cultivators make a living by selling their labor and digging mountains and mining.

Among the various professions of monasticism, although it has not been stated clearly, mining and repairing is also a "low-level profession" at the bottom, and only poor casual cultivators can do it.

Digging a mine is not simple, and there are some special doorways inside.

Along the way of ink painting, I only took a few glances from a distance, but never saw it with my own eyes, so I wasn't very clear about it.

 But in general, Xiaohuangzhou boundary is indeed as its name suggests, a little more desolate.

 Because of the desolation, there were more and more robbers on the road.

 Often the carriage would be stopped by a few robbers before it had gone very long.

These robbers did not say anything like "I opened this mountain and planted this tree. I want to pass through here and leave money to buy the road."

 Because the mountains were built by mines, there are no trees to plant in the desolate mountains.

They don't talk nonsense like this, but more practical things, such as:

 “Hand over the spiritual stone”, “Leave the chariot and horse”, “I can spare your life” and the like.

 In this case, ink paintings will generally be treated differently.

 Because the composition of the robbers is also very complex.

　　Some people are really poor and cannot open the pot at home. Their wives and children are starving to death, so they have no choice but to cut them off with their faces covered and a knife in their hands.

Although Mo Hua felt that this was wrong, he would not criticize them harshly due to the constraints of his livelihood.   And these people also know how to behave appropriately.

　　Although he talks harshly, most of them can be dismissed with a few spirit stones.

Often at the last moment, he was shouting cruel words like: "Hand over the spirit stone and spare your life!"

Mo Hua gave them a few spiritual stones, and they were immediately polite.

Some people are probably extremely embarrassed. They haven't earned any spiritual stones for a long time, and they even kneel down and kowtow, and they can't help but say:

 “Thank you, thank you little brother!”

These monks don't need much, just a few spiritual stones and some coarse rice bran flour, which is enough for their family to survive for more than half a month.

They were not greedy either. After getting a few spiritual stones, they went back relieved.

Looking at Mo Hua, he felt dumbfounded and a little sad.

 There are also some monks who are simply indifferent to work and want to rob their homes and make a fortune.

Mo Hua gave them several spiritual stones, but they were still not satisfied.

This is not a polite way of doing ink painting.

 Shot one fireball at a time, knocking them all down, and let them lie on the ground to "reflect".

Having a fondness for leisure and work is accompanied by laziness in practice.

 So this kind of robbers generally have low cultivation levels.

 Having been accustomed to bullying the weak and shying away from the strong, both martial arts and magic are poor.

  It is no match for ink painting.

 Of course there are some "hard problems".

This kind of gangster is the local "habitual bandit", organized but not strong, and has rules but not strict.

 It means that there are more people, all of them behave evilly, and their minds are greedy.

Relying on the strength of the crowd, and looking at the ink painting, it looks like a little monk, so the lion opens his mouth widely.

Mo Hua gave them spiritual stones, but they felt it was not enough.

Him also asked them to leave their carriages and horses behind.

What's even more outrageous is that they accidentally saw Bai Zixi and said:

 “This little girl wants to stay!”

Several other robbers also looked coveted, "This little girl is good-looking. If she is sold in the city, she will probably be worth a lot of spiritual stones."

 “It must be several hundred anyway…”

 “Thousands of worthless things!”

Mo Hua was angry.

Dare to betray his little senior sister?

 Bai Zisheng was even more angry.

He didn't waste any time, and directly drew out his spear. His pale gold spiritual power surged, and his figure was ghostly, as if he were in a deserted land. He pierced the thighs of the current few robbers and made them kneel down.

 Then he put away his spear and punched them one after another.

 From shooting to punching, it only happens in the blink of an eye.

The robbers were in an uproar, and then became furious:

 “What an arrogant brat!”

 “Everyone come together!”

 “Destroy them!”

 “Sell them to human traffickers!”

 Other robbers also swarmed up.

 Some people gathered around Bai Zisheng, and some came to draw ink.

Bai Zisheng is not afraid, his spiritual power is surging, his fists are powerful, and he fights in all directions.

He is a child of a noble family, at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, and has excellent martial arts and Taoism. He often competes with Mo Hua in his body skills when he has nothing to do. Naturally, it doesn't take much effort to deal with these reckless robbers.

Although there were many robbers, they all fought on their own, with no coordination or organization among them, and they were gradually defeated one by one.

There are also a few ink wash paintings coming over.

Mo Hua rode on the back of a big white horse. With a tap of his fingers, fireballs flew out one by one, knocking down all the robbers who were rushing towards him.

 There is no robber that cannot be eliminated with a fireball.

 If it doesn't work, try it again!

Only one fish slipped through the net, taking advantage of the gap in the fireball technique to approach the area within ten feet of the ink painting.

But before he could take action, Dabai kicked him and kicked him away.

The robber was kicked away like a sandbag, hit the mountain wall, and fell to the ground, with his bones shattered.

Dabai rubbed his head against the ink painting, as if asking for credit.

Mo Hua also put his arm around Dabai's neck and said with a smile:

 “Gather more grass today and give you extra food!”

 Dabai "hissed" again, very satisfied.

With just a cup of tea, the group of robbers was defeated and fell to the ground wailing.

 A few of them tried to run away, but Mo Hua used the Water Prison Technique to immobilize them. Bai Zisheng caught up with them and shot them all down one by one.

Bai Zishengyou was not relieved, "You dare to take ideas from my sister?"

 He also beat up some of the robbers he led.

Mo Hua thought for a while and felt that he should also stretch his muscles, so he took out the Qianjun Stick and started beating him together.

Although he was not beaten to death, he was beaten to death.

After the beating, Bai Zisheng saw their miserable appearance and said with some confusion:

 “Isn't it a bit too much?”

Mo Hua shook his head, "It's not a good thing, it's not excessive."

 Bai Zisheng nodded, "That's right."

Mo Hua raised his little index finger and concluded:

"In a small way, this is called punishing evil and promoting good, and to act bravely; in a big way, it is called contributing to the stability of Xiaohuang State..."

 Bai Zisheng was shocked and said:

"Mo Hua, you are really good at talking. With this kind of talk, if you really get into the Daoting Division, you will definitely do well."

Even if you beat up a group of robbers out of personal anger, you can still speak righteously.

Mo Hua said unhappily: "I'm honest, I always tell the truth..."

“We are all from the same school, why are you lying?”

Bai Zixi looked at the two bickering people, with a faint smile in her autumn eyes.

 (End of this chapter)

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