Chapter 239: Thousand-Pound Stick

"Is there any family or sect that doesn't bully casual cultivators?"

"Of course there is. Mo Shan explained: "Some families have strict sects, and some sects have strict sect rules and will not do anything out of line. Or maybe the monastic industry does not compete with casual cultivators for profit, so there is no need to treat low-level cultivators harshly. "

"But these are only a minority after all. As long as they are weak, they will be oppressed. It's just a matter of time."

Mo Shan sighed again and continued:

"It's okay for us in Tongxian City. The days of casual cultivators in some places are in dire straits. Not to mention some high-level states, where aristocratic families and sects have been inherited for thousands of years and have been entrenched in one place, like behemoths. Those casual cultivators who are oppressed by them are the There is truly no day to turn over..."

After hearing this, Mo Hua felt a little heavy.

Seeing that Mo Hua's expression was a little down, Mo Shan touched Mo Hua's head and comforted him with a smile:

"As long as we do our own thing, we can't control these things. If you really have extraordinary abilities in the future, it's not too late to consider these things."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

"And your Uncle Ji, he's new here. If there's anything he can do to help, please try his best to help. Brother Ji is a man of justice and willing to help others. When our family was in embarrassment, we received a lot of help from him."

"I know, Dad."

After that, Mo Shan was busy with hunting monsters. After a few days, he had some free time, so he prepared some gifts, some wine and meat, elixirs and some daily utensils, and paid a visit to Ji Qingbai.

Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai talked about old times, and before leaving, he gave him a bag of spiritual stones and said, "Brother Ji, keep these for emergencies.

Ji Qingbai refused to accept the offer.

Mo Shan said: "Brothers should support each other. When my family was in difficulty, I also received help from you, so don't refuse."

Ji Qingbai reluctantly accepted it.

He left Qingxuan City and traveled all the way, almost using up all the money he had saved.

When we arrived in Tongxian City, we didn't want to be bothered by our family friends for a long time, so we rented a small courtyard. It was not big and not expensive, and it was enough to barely live in.

After that, I added some bits and pieces, and the few spiritual stones that were originally there were quickly used up.

Mo Shan sent the spiritual stone, which was like giving help in the snow.

He wouldn't have taken it before, but now that he was short of money, he could only accept it gratefully.

When he recovers from his injuries, it will be nice if he and Ji Li can go into the mountains to hunt monsters, earn spiritual stones, and return them to Mo Shan.

In the evening, Ji Qingbai and Ji Li discussed going into the mountains to hunt monsters, and Fu Lan came in from outside.

Her injuries have gotten much better in the past few days. Although she has not fully recovered, she can already move around.

Fu Lan was also a casual cultivator and had lived a hard life since he was a child, so he wanted to earn some spiritual stones to solve his urgent needs without being too much of a drag on Uncle Ji and Brother Ji.

Thinking of the Fushan Building mentioned by Mo Hua, which was not far away, she went to ask about it, and she just came back now.

"Your injury is not healed, please rest more." Ji Qingbai said with concern when he saw that her face was still a little pale.

Ji Li helped her sit down and poured her a cup of tea.

Fu Lan's pale face turned slightly red.

When Ji Qingbai saw the two of them like this, his expression remained calm, but he felt very relieved in his heart.

After a while, he remembered and asked, "Have you been to Fushan Tower?"

Fu Lan nodded, "They accepted me and gave me a lot of spiritual stones every month.

Ji Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"It's just..." Fu Lan looked a little confused.

"Just what?"

"It's just that they heard that I was a monk from out of town, and they didn't want to take me in at first. Then I mentioned that little brother's name, and they kept me without saying a word," Fu Lan said.

Ji Qingbai was stunned, "Ink painting?"

Fu Lan nodded.

Ji Qingbai was a little surprised, "This kid Mo Hua has such a big reputation..."

Such a big dining room actually cares about his face.

Moreover, he unexpectedly learned during the day that Mo Hua was still a small formation master, and many formations in casual cultivation were made by Mo Hua.

This shocked Ji Qingbai.

Before he came, he thought that Mo Hua would no longer learn formations, so he felt regretful.

But he didn't expect that Mo Hua had become a genuine formation master.

Ji Qingbai said solemnly: "No matter what, we all owe someone a favor, and we must find a way to repay him in the future. Especially the kid Mo Hua, we can't let him have any accidents."

A formation master in casual cultivation has such a good heart, so he must not make any mistakes.

Ji Li and Fu Lan both nodded seriously.

Ji Qingbai felt relieved and sighed: "I have walked around these days and looked around. Tongxian City is really different. If we can really settle here, we can live a good life."

He has been busy all his life, and all he wants is to live in peace and stability. Now, after going through a lot of twists and turns, he has finally found a place to settle down.

Ji Qingbai glanced at Ji Li and Fu Lan again, feeling relieved and smiling slightly:

"If you don't mind it, just start a family here. After a while, I will arrange a marriage for you and form a Taoist couple."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, their faces suddenly turned red, they looked at each other quietly, and then lowered their heads.

The night was dark, and although the lights in the small courtyard were weak, they gradually became warm.

——

Two days later, Mo Hua was practicing the relief formation in the restaurant.

He first drew a complex formation and then solved it himself.

Such a piece of paper can be regarded as practicing the formation twice and drawing and interpreting it by yourself, but it is a bit wasteful.

While Mo Hua was painting, Da Zhu came over and said that his wolf-tooth club without wolf teeth was finished.

Mo Hua was refreshed, left the unfinished formation, and went to the weapon refining shop with Da Zhu.

Master Chen handed an iron rod to Mo Hua:

"It's been refined as you said, without wolf teeth, and the position of the formation is also reserved. It is wrapped with iron sheet on the outside, very strong, and made of hard wood inside, so it won't be too heavy."

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

Mo Hua happily took the iron rod and looked at it carefully several times.

The iron rod was silver-white, with a tough outer skin, thicker than Mo Hua's two arms, and heavy in the hand.

Mo Hua tried it, and it was still a little heavy, but this was his own problem, not the iron rod's problem.

Mo Hua was very satisfied with the iron rod and praised it: "Very good, worthy of Master Chen!"

Master Chen was so happy that he stroked his beard.

Mo Hua took the time to draw a first-grade formation on the iron rod, and the formation was called "Qianjun Formation".

The Qianjun Formation is a first-grade formation of the Five Elements Earth System. After being injected with spiritual power, the spiritual weapon of Minghua Formation will instantly become as heavy as a thousand kilograms.

Of course, saying a thousand kilograms is definitely bragging.

Mo Hua himself does not believe it.

Many names given by cultivators to skills and formations cannot be fully trusted. Just listen to the general idea.

Mo Hua does not know how heavy this formation is, and the weight will vary depending on the amount of spiritual power used to activate the formation.

But in any case, it must be very heavy, and it is definitely enough to hit people.

In Mo Hua's idea, he first raised the iron rod, and then activated the formation. The iron rod was blessed by the formation and instantly became as heavy as a thousand kilograms, and smashed down heavily.

In this way, even if he is not a physical cultivator and his physical body is not strong, this iron rod will have enough power.

It should be enough to pick up leaks, make up for the knife, and hit a club.

The Qianjun Formation is not difficult. Mo Hua learned it in two nights.

The formation is not difficult to draw. Mo Hua finished it in half an hour.

Mo Hua arrived at Dahei Mountain and tried it on a big stone.

He first raised the iron rod high, then injected spiritual power into it. The gray-brown array pattern on the iron rod flashed, and it fell heavily in an instant.

The stone was smashed to pieces, and Mo Hua's hands were numb from the shock.

Although his hands were numb, Mo Hua was still very satisfied.

He gave the iron rod a name he had thought of long ago:

Qianjun Rod!