Chapter 363 Rest
Mo Hua recorded this immortal pattern, and then his consciousness was completely exhausted, and he collapsed to the ground.
When he lost consciousness, he vaguely felt that many cultivators were shouting his name and rushing towards him.
Their voices were extremely anxious.
There were his father Mo Shan, Zhang Lan, Elder Yu, Commander Yang, and many people he was familiar with.
Then he became drowsy and fainted.
…
Zhang Lan, Mo Shan and others rushed to Mo Hua's side and saw that there were bloodstains in the corners of his eyes, his breath was weak, but his pulse was stable and his blood was smooth, so they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Then everyone sent Mo Hua to Mr. Feng for treatment.
At the same time, Mr. Zhuang was still standing in the corridor outside the bamboo room, looking at the sky in the deep mountains, thinking silently.
In that sky, there used to be Feng Xi's soaring blood, the majestic spiritual power of the formation, the power of collapse and annihilation, and the terrifying power of thunder.
But now, everything has disappeared, the horizon is vast, there is nothing, and it is as if nothing has ever existed.
This is the sky, this is the Tao.
Even if the world is turbulent, it will become a passing cloud in the blink of an eye, and the dead are like this, leaving no trace.
Mr. Zhuang looked at the horizon, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.
He kept looking from dusk to late at night.
Old Kui couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "If you don't rest, you will die."
"Who won't die?"
"Then at least change a tortuous way to die, don't die so dull.
Mr. Zhuang didn't say anything, still thinking silently.
Old Kui was a little surprised, and was afraid that he really wanted to die, so he asked:
"What are you thinking about, thinking about it for so long?"
"I'm thinking..." Mr. Zhuang said lightly, "How long can I hide?"
"As long as you can hide, hide as long as you can. Haven't you always been like this before, muddling through? "Kui Lao said coldly.
Mr. Zhuang sighed, "But what's the point of this?"
Kui Lao frowned.
Mr. Zhuang continued, "For me, living one day more or one day less, there is no difference at all..."
Kui Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want to do? "
Mr. Zhuang said nothing, still silently looking at the horizon.
There used to be Mo Hua there.
The formation collapsed, the thunder dissipated, and the figure of Mo Hua standing on the Big Black Mountain was also deeply imprinted in Mr. Zhuang's mind.
It was getting darker and darker.
Mr. Zhuang's body was swallowed by the night, but his eyes were as bright as stars, burning with hope.
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When Mo Hua woke up in a daze, he found someone beside him, his mother, Liu Ruhua.
Liu Ruhua had tears in the corners of her eyes, and she was holding Mo Hua's little hand reluctantly, as if she had been taking care of him, but because she was too tired, she fell asleep beside Mo Hua.
Mo Hua felt warm and distressed, stretched out her little hand, and gently wiped the tears from Liu Ruhua's eyes.
Liu Ruhua woke up with a start, opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Mo Hua's smiling face, and then she gradually let go.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, a big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and said gently:
"You are awake, what do you want to eat, mother will make it for you. "
Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he ordered a lot of food.
Liu Ruhua was startled, then laughed, "You are still so greedy."
Then she reminded him, "Mr. Feng said that your sea of consciousness was damaged, but it was not serious. Just take good care of it for a few days."
"But your eyes, I don't know what you saw, were injured. These days, I am afraid that you will occasionally go blind. You must be careful when you can't see things clearly."
"Mr. Feng has refined several furnaces of elixirs and asked you to take them every day. After a while, ask Mr. Feng to take a look..."
Liu Ruhua talked for a long time.
Mo Hua listened quietly and nodded repeatedly.
After a while, Mo Shan also came in. Seeing that Mo Hua woke up, he was also happy.
But he was full of concern hidden in his heart. He didn't know how to speak for a while, so he just asked dryly: "Are you okay..."
Mo Hua nodded, "Yeah! "
Mo Shan also breathed a sigh of relief.
What happened in the deep mountains, what Mo Hua did, Mo Shan and the others didn't understand, but they didn't ask in detail, as long as Mo Hua was okay.
Liu Ruhua frowned again and said: "Don't take such risks in the future..."
Mo Hua comforted: "Mom, don't worry, I have calculated everything, nothing will happen, it just looks a little dangerous..."
Mo Shan, who was standing aside, was stagnant and helpless:
Such a terrible noise was made, Feng Xi was blown to ashes, and the robbery thunder was triggered, can it be called "a little dangerous"...
Liu Ruhua didn't quite believe it, and asked suspiciously: "Is it really calculated?"
"Really!" Mo Hua nodded, "The formation will not lie, life is life, death is death, I left a way out, so I will definitely not die!"
Liu Ruhua didn't understand at all, but seeing Mo Hua's confident and confident look, she couldn't help pinching Mo Hua's little face and smiled gently:
"Okay, Mom believes you. "
Mo Hua also smiled, his eyes narrowed into crescents.
Mo Shan, who was standing by, looked at his wife and children, and his eyes softened.
Afterwards, Zhang Lan, Elder Yu, and Chief Zhou all came to see Mo Hua, and gave him many things, most of which were food, some to replenish blood, some to calm the nerves, and some to nourish qi...
Mo Hua was very grateful and satisfied.
When everyone asked about the collapse of the formation, Mo Hua did not say the obscure word "collapse", but only said that he had found a way to make the formation "self-destruct".
The collapse is a confidential formation inheritance, so it is better not to talk about it easily.
As for how to self-destruct, Mo Hua was vague and said some terms such as the formation pivot and formation pattern.
Seeing that Mo Hua was speaking seriously, everyone believed it.
Anyway, whether Mo Hua was telling the truth or lying, they couldn't understand it.
For a formation master, the formation was already deep enough, not to mention the collapse of the formation.
For a cultivator who was not a formation master, even ordinary formations were confusing, not to mention the formation and the collapse of the formation.
Anyway, as long as they knew that the formation self-destructed, the big monster was killed, and Mo Hua was fine, that was enough.
When they thought of this, everyone was moved, especially Elder Yu.
He didn't expect that everyone worked together to really kill a big monster.
This was a feat that Tongxian City had never seen in thousands of years.
A large part of this was due to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua helped Tongxian City and also helped them...
Elder Yu and others kept this matter in mind.
Afterwards, in order not to disturb Mo Hua's rest, everyone left.
Mo Hua's injury was not that serious. He recuperated at Mr. Feng's place for a few days, and then went home after a few days.
His sea of consciousness was slowly healing. In the short term, he could not draw formations and use less spiritual consciousness, so Mo Hua was just taking a break and resting for a few more days.
In addition, his eyes would occasionally go blind.
It was as if he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and saw the lines that contained the truth of the world.
So now when he looks at other things, the scene he sees is occasionally illusory, as if covered with a layer of white, empty phantom, true and false, and indistinguishable.
Mr. Feng didn't know what Mo Hua had seen, but based on the injury, he said in a realistic way:
"Your eyes were burned by something, and you can't see things clearly occasionally. This is normal. It will be fine after a period of rest."
Mo Hua was relieved, he didn't want to be half blind.
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