Chapter 153 Mediation (Update 1)

After the battle, the demon hunters cleaned up the battlefield.

The injured demon hunters would be treated.

The monks of the Qian family would be stripped of their storage bags and spiritual tools and thrown outside. Whether they lived or died depended on whether the Qian family was willing to rescue them.

In addition, all the spoils of war must be handed in, classified, and then distributed according to the merits and the needs of the monks.

In the mine, Elder Yu found a big rock to sit on.

The demon hunters came forward one after another and handed the seized storage bags to Elder Yu.

Mo Hua walked to Elder Yu with a full storage bag in his arms, ready to hand it in.

Elder Yu was surprised, "What are you doing?"

"Hand it in."

Elder Yu glared at him slightly, "Why are you joining in the fun, kid? Keep it for yourself."

"Oh." Mo Hua sat aside.

After a while, Elder Yu couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Where did you get these storage bags?"

Mo Hua said a little embarrassedly: "I picked them up at the foot of the mountain."

"Picked up?"

"Yes." Mo Hua explained: "It was the escaped Qian family cultivator. If he was alone, I would kill him and then take his storage bag."

Elder Yu stared, thinking what are you talking about.

Even if the Qian family cultivator was alone, he was a serious late-stage Qi Refining cultivator. How can you, a ten-year-old child, solve it?

And he said it so easily, like eating candied haws...

Elder Yu frowned, and then asked: "Have you learned magic?"

"Yes, I learned the fireball spell.

"Oh. "

Elder Yu nodded, that's about right.

Then he frowned again.

No, the fireball spell is not that easy to solve.

The spell requires condensed energy to cast. If you don't practice it well, it's still a question whether you can hit the person...

Elder Yu wanted to ask more, but other demon hunters had already come up to hand in their storage bags, so he didn't ask.

"Elder Yu, do I really don't have to hand it in?" Mo Hua asked secretly again.

"I picked it up outside the mine, it's your own ability. Besides, we are not so stingy as to ask you for your child's things."

"Thank you, Elder Yu! "

Mo Hua accepted it with a clear conscience.

After that, the mine was cleaned up, and Elder Yu sent people to guard it, and let the injured demon hunter go back to recuperate first.

Mo Shan also went back, but he was not injured. He was wearing a rattan armor with a first-grade golden armor array painted on it, and the monsters did not tear it open, let alone the swords of ordinary Qi Refining cultivators.

He wanted to send Mo Hua back, after all, Mo Hua was now "carrying a huge sum of money".

After arriving home, Mo Hua closed the door, threw the storage bags in his arms on the table, and then opened them one by one.

Mo Shan looked at it with a complicated expression.

He didn't know how his son could pick up so many storage bags...

There were about ten storage bags, and the things inside were many and varied.

Generally, there were spirit stones, spirit tools, elixirs, Taoist robes, etc., and there were also some miscellaneous things, which were not valuable.

There were also a few colorful booklets with pictures of enchanting female cultivators doing strange things.

As soon as Mo Hua opened it, Before he could take a closer look, Mo Shan confiscated it.

Mo Hua felt a little regretful, "I don't know what's inside..."

He quickly counted the ten or so storage bags.

There were three or four hundred spirit stones alone, in addition to some original spirit ores, plus elixirs and spirit tools, which were estimated to be worth five or six hundred spirit stones in total.

Five or six hundred spirit stones!

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder people often say that a horse can't grow fat without night grass, and a man can't get rich without windfall.

But this kind of business is better not to do.

Mo Hua still wants to do one. A good monk who obeys the law.

Unless a bad and stupid fool like the Qian family runs into him...

Mo Shan gave all the spiritual stones in the storage bag to Mo Hua, so that Mo Hua could practice and learn the formation. Mo Shan took away some other spiritual tools, elixirs, Taoist robes and rattan armor.

The Qian family suffered a great loss this time, and they will definitely not let it go.

In the future, they will probably face a crazy counterattack from the Qian family. These spiritual tools and elixirs can all be used.

But before the Qian family counterattacked, Dao Tingsi came to the door first.

After all The fight between the demon hunters and the Qian family caused a lot of casualties. It was not reasonable for Daotingsi to stand by and watch.

The head of Daotingsi personally found Elder Yu.

Mo Hua heard about it and followed his father to join in the fun.

Elder Yu and the head talked in the room for a long time. No one knew what they talked about, but when they came out, both of them looked unhappy.

It seemed like they parted on bad terms.

What did they talk about?

Mo Hua was very curious, but if he asked, Elder Yu would definitely not tell him.

At this time, he saw Zhang Lan following behind the head. .

Zhang Lan is the Director of the Dao Court, with a high position, and he is a descendant of the family, so it is natural for him to attend such an important occasion.

As Zhang Lan walked, he found a familiar gaze looking at him.

He turned his head and it was indeed Mo Hua.

Mo Hua blinked at him.

Zhang Lan sighed in his heart, pretended not to see it, turned around and left.

In the afternoon, he found some free time and ran to Mo Hua's restaurant to drink.

Mo Hua personally poured him a glass of wine and looked at him eagerly.

Zhang Lan said helplessly: "Tell me, what do you want to know?"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "What did Elder Yu and your chief talk about this morning?"

Zhang Lan coughed and lowered his voice:

"You know about the spiritual mine, right?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Although it was expected, Zhang Lan was still a little surprised, "How much do you know?"

"Everyone who needs to know knows that I went there on the day we captured the spiritual mine."

I also picked up a dozen storage bags...

Of course, Mo Hua didn't say this.

After all, Zhang Lan is a monk from Daotingsi. He has his own position and cannot be made difficult for him.

Mo Hua considers Zhang Lan very "intimately".

Zhang Lan sighed, "You are so brave."

The monks are fighting in a melee, and this guy dares to get involved.

Zhang Lan said: "Now that you know everything, I won't beat around the bush. There has been such a big incident, and there are casualties on both sides. The boss must want to calm things down, and the Qian family also agrees, but the Qian family's request is that you Hand over the spirit mine so that they will no longer pursue..."

Mo Hua snorted, "They think beautifully!"

"That's what your elder Yu said too," Zhang Lan said.

Of course, when I said this, I also mixed in a lot of swear words. Some of the swear words were so vulgar that Zhang Lan had never even heard of them.

Zhang Lan has met many foundation-building monks. Elder Yu is not the highest among them, but he is the one who curses the most.

"What to do next?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan sighed: "Nothing can be done. At this point, Daotingsi will not be able to intervene."

"ah?"

Mo Hua's eyes were filled with doubts.

Do you mean this is what you, Daotingsi, are capable of?

Zhang Lan said helplessly: "There are only a few monks in the Daoting Division. It's okay to maintain the law normally and catch one or two criminal cultivators. This kind of conflict between the two forces is beyond our control."

Zhang Lan added: "At least the Dao Tingsi of Tongxian City can't control it. At most, it can only mediate and let everyone act according to popular rules."

Mo Hua asked again: "What are the 'popular' rules?"

Zhang Lan's expression gradually became serious and he whispered:

"The boundary is the Wuming Peak where the spirit mine is located. Outside the Wuming Peak, you cannot kill without reason, but on the Wuming Peak, you should fight what should be killed and kill what should be killed until both sides have fought enough..."

"No one knows where he died except you. If Dao Tingsi turns a blind eye or closes one eye, he will not go to the press."

Simple, crude and barbaric.

Hearing this, Mo Hua's eyes gleamed.

In other words, the real fierce battle will begin next...

Thank you to Ender Sky for the reward~