Chapter 369 Whereabouts

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

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

Only formations can make the lives of casual cultivators better.

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

Be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing.

Only when more formation masters who know formations appear among the casual cultivators.

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

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

No matter how strong Mo Hua's formation is, he is only one person and can only change for a while.

But the inheritance of formations can be passed on to many people.

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

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

After the formation inheritance was resolved, Mo Hua had to say goodbye to many acquaintances.

First of all, Commander Yang.

The mission of the Daobing Division was completed, the big monster was killed, and it was time for him to go back and report.

Before leaving, Commander Yang patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and told him:

"If you want to join the Daobing Division, you must come to me. No matter what happens, our Yang family will protect you!"

"If you don't want to join the Daobing Division, you must be firm in your Taoism and act cautiously. Don't go astray, let alone fall into the devil's way..."

Commander Yang had seen and experienced the horror of the Five Elements Demon-Slaying Formation up close.

He had never seen such a powerful killing formation in his life.

Not to mention the terrifying visions produced by the self-destruction of the formation and the change of spiritual power.

The individual ability of the formation master may not be strong, but once the formation is drawn and the formation is built, it can truly master the power to change the world or destroy the world.

He did not understand this deeply until he met Mo Hua.

He saw the trapping and killing formation laid by Mo Hua and the killing power generated by the self-destruction formation of Mo Hua.

Commander Yang truly realized the power and terror of the formation master.

Therefore, he was really afraid that Mo Hua would make a mistake.

He was only thirteen years old now, but he could build a formation and trap Feng Xi with his own strength. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

In time, I don’t know what the level of the formation will be.

If he really takes the evil path and builds a formation to massacre monks, it will surely be a catastrophe for a city, a world, or even a state.

Commander Yang was afraid to see that scene, and he couldn't bear to face Mo Hua with swords.

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

Things in the world change, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

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

Before leaving, he went to Mo Hua's restaurant and packed more than 50 kilograms of beef to take away.

This kind of beef was also the first time he ate it. He tasted it once when he went to Mo Hua, and he couldn't forget it since then, so he bought a lot before leaving and kept it for drinking on the road.

After the Taoist soldiers set off, Commander Yang left along the Dahei Mountain.

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

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

Mo Hua asked, "Is it because you have successfully built your foundation that you are going back to your family?"

Zhang Lan sighed, looking lonely, "Yes."

Mo Hua patted his shoulder and comforted him:

"It's just going back for a blind date. There's no need to be so resistant. If you meet the right person, it can be considered 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 things?"

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

When he is free, he often goes to Fushanlou to play with An Xiaofu.

An Xiaofu likes to listen to gossip, and then he adds fuel to the fire and compiles some storybooks, and asks storytellers to tell them in the restaurant. The diners are full and the tables are not empty. It is very popular.

Mo Hua has also listened to a lot.

He likes stories about slaying demons and monsters, or strange and bizarre stories the most.

Stories about marriage are not very suitable for Mo Hua's taste, but he is not picky, so he listens to some.

In the story, a young man from aristocratic family like Zhang Lan didn't want to go on a blind date, but he went on a blind date reluctantly. When he saw that the girl was pretty, he shamelessly chased her...

Mo Hua felt that Zhang Lan was very much like someone who could do such a thing.

Zhang Lan had a headache after hearing this.

"Your story is a storybook, which is exaggerated and can't be taken seriously."

Mo Hua said confidently: "'When the false is made to be true, the true becomes false'. How do you know that what is said in the storybook is not true?"

"Okay..." Zhang Lan said helplessly.

Mo Hua was eloquent, and he really couldn't argue with him.

However, thinking that once he left Tongxian City, there might not be an interesting child like Mo Hua to bicker with him, Zhang Lan felt a little disappointed.

Mo Hua comforted him, "There are always encounters in the mountains and rivers. Who knows, we may meet again in the future."

Zhang Lan thought about it and nodded, "That's right. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will meet again."

"If you pass through Kanzhou in the future and come to the Zhang family's territory, you must come to my house and tell me my name. I will do my best to entertain you."

Zhang Lan looked very excited and confident.

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

"It's OK." Zhang Lan didn't elaborate, 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!"

Zhang Lan couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and then he suddenly remembered something and said in a low voice:

"There is also the most important thing..."

Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

"Flowing Water Step..." Zhang Lan reminded.

I immediately understood and said in a low and serious voice:

"Flowing Water Step is not taught by you, Uncle Zhang, don't worry, no matter what, I will not give you away..."

Zhang Lan's expression was complicated.

It's a good thing that Mo Hua kept his mouth shut.

But you used the word "confession" as if we were in cahoots and doing bad things...

Zhang Lan needs to wait for about two months to make the handover with Daotingsi.

During this period, he will come to Mo Hua to drink and chat when he is free.

There was laughter and talk in the conversation, but there was already a faint atmosphere of parting.

…

In addition, Mo Hua took some time to visit Manager Mo.

It was from Manager Mo that Mo Hua earned his first spiritual stone by drawing array formations, and also took the first step to become an array master.

If there was no Manager Mo, Yan Jiaoxi might not have discovered his talent in array formations, nor would he have introduced him to Mr. Zhuang, and he would not have become Mr. Zhuang's registered disciple, and now he would not have worshipped Mr. Zhuang as his master.

Manager Mo's business has improved a lot.

The old plaque in front of the door still has the three words "Youyuanzhai", but the entire gate and the decorations inside are all brand new.

Manager Mo also looked more energetic.

He was surprised and happy to see Mo Hua, and hurriedly welcomed Mo Hua into the house and poured Mo Hua a cup of tea.

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Manager Mo, don't be so polite."

"You are a distinguished guest now, you should be polite."

Manager Mo looked at Mo Hua sitting and drinking tea, and felt emotional.

The young cultivator who used to pretend to be his brother and draw arrays to earn spirit stones has now become a famous array master.

He still remembers the first time Mo Hua came, he was very young, standing under the counter with his head exposed.

Now he doesn't look much older, and his appearance is still cute, but his eyes and demeanor are completely different.

The aura around him made him unable to see through it.

The first time Manager Mo met Mo Hua, he could only draw a three-line open fire array, but now two or three years have passed, he can already draw a first-class array.

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

He didn't know how Mo Hua learned it.

Manager Mo shook his head, amazed in his heart.

After a while, he remembered something, got up and took out a crimson food box from the counter and put it in front of Mo Hua.

The food box was filled with various 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 bite. It was soft, glutinous and sweet. His eyes lit up and he said, "Thank you, Steward!"

Steward Mo also smiled when he saw that Mo Hua liked it.

No one had given this snack before.

Later, he was taken care of by Master Luo. Some array masters were willing to help him draw arrays. With more arrays in the store, more customers gradually came. With better business, the gifts and exchanges naturally became more expensive.

Master Luo would not help him for no reason. He should have done it for Mo Hua's sake.

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

The two drank tea for a while, and Steward Mo asked:

"You didn't come to me just to drink tea, did you?"

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

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

Steward Mo was slightly startled, but not surprised.

When a cultivator is young, he always goes out to see the world, seek opportunities, see the mountains and rivers of the cultivation world, make friends with all kinds of cultivators, and seek some unknown inheritances...

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

But unusual cultivators do unusual things.

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

After all, if Manager Mo didn't let him draw formations to earn spirit stones, he might not be able to learn formations to this level now.

He also told Master Luo to take care of Manager Mo's business in the future.

"Another thing," Mo Hua's expression was slightly condensed, "I want to ask where Master Yan is."

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

Mo Hua nodded.

Master Yan taught him and enlightened him, and he was able to worship Mr. Zhuang as his teacher because of Master Yan's recommendation.

A drop of water should be repaid with a spring.

Now that he has made some progress in formations, he naturally wants to find out the whereabouts of Instructor Yan within his ability to see if there is anything he can do to help Instructor Yan.

Manager Mo sighed in his heart: What a good kid.

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

"This matter is actually simple. Instructor Yan and I are actually fellow brothers. He entered the sect earlier, and I entered later. We have some friendship, but because I entered the sect not long ago, something unexpected happened and it was closed. I didn't study for long, so this friendship is not too deep."

"Something unexpected happened?"

Manager Mo nodded and said sadly: "Our master is an old formation master. He treats his disciples kindly and teaches them with all his heart."

"But he didn't know how to judge people. He accepted an ambitious disciple who coveted the formation of the sect. He actually..."

Manager Mo 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."

Mo Hua frowned when he heard this, a little angry, and asked:

"When Yan Jiaoxi left, he said he had personal matters to deal with. Is it to trace 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. …”

Manager Mo 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!"