Chapter 385 Clues

Sun Ze pulled the corner of his mouth and said angrily:

"Little devil, my Sun family will not let you go..."

Mo Hua was merciless and hit him on the head with a stick.

Sun Ze felt a buzzing in his forehead.

"Think it over first." Mo Hua reminded him.

Sun Ze gritted his teeth and ruthlessly, thinking that a good man would not suffer a loss in front of him, and begged for mercy:

"Little brother, I was wrong, I was ignorant, I dare not teach you to do things, you are generous, let me go."

Mo Hua naturally did not believe what he said, but he did not care, but said:

"I will ask you a few questions. If you answer them, I will let you go. Otherwise, let your father have another son..."

Mo Hua was just trying to scare Sun Ze.

Sun Ze broke out in a cold sweat. His father did not need to have another son. He already had two sons.

He was the eldest son. If he died, the second son would inherit the position of the head of the family.

Besides, his second brother’s formation skills are higher than his, so his father must be happy to see it happen, and at most he will shed some tears in a hypocritical way.

Sun Ze hurriedly said: “Young Master, I will tell you everything you ask!”

Mo Hua looked at Sun Ze suspiciously, wondering why this guy is so soft-hearted?

He didn’t even knock a few times with his Qianjun stick, and he was so honest.

“Then I ask you, does your Sun family have an ancestral formation?”

Sun Ze’s heart skipped a beat, this kid really wanted to take their Sun family’s ancestral formation.

Sun Ze hurriedly nodded and said: “Yes!”

“Where?”

Sun Ze shook his head again, “No!”

Mo Hua knocked him: “Is it there or not?”

Sun Ze said with pain:

“According to my father, the Sun family has this inheritance, but according to my father, the Sun family has no clues about the formation and can’t find this formation…”

Mo Hua asked in confusion: “Did your ancestors not pass it on to you?”

Sun Ze was not sure how to answer.

Mo Hua suddenly realized, "Oh, by the way, you are not worthy of passing it on to you."

Monopolizing the formation, exploiting the spiritual farmers, bullying others.

And the formation level is low, the Sun family does not even have a first-class formation master. Even if they find the ultimate formation, they can't learn it, it's just a waste of heaven's gift.

Sun Ze was ashamed, but he didn't dare to refute. He just turned his eyes and asked:

"Young master, what formation are you looking for?"

Mo Hua stared at Sun Ze and saw through his mind at a glance, "You want to ask me for clues? Do you think I will tell you?"

Sun Ze smiled and said, "I dare not, I dare not."

But he cursed in his heart, this kid, how can he be as smart as a ghost...

Before he finished cursing, he was hit on the head again.

Mo Hua raised his small eyebrows and said coldly:

"Are you cursing me in your heart?"

Sun Ze's head hurt, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He hurriedly said:

"No, no, I dare not!"

"What else do you know about this formation?" Mo Hua asked again, while weighing the Qianjun stick in his hand and threatening:

"You'd better tell the truth. If you hide anything and I find out, you will suffer. If you answer to my satisfaction, I will let you go."

Mo Hua used kindness and force to give Sun Ze some hope.

Mo Hua has tried this process of asking things several times.

He asked Diao Lao San about the whereabouts of the hidden technique, and asked Qian Xing about the conspiracy of the Qian family's ancestors.

When to hit a few times, when to ask what, and when to give some hope, Mo Hua has already mastered the rhythm.

When Sun Ze heard that Mo Hua was going to let him go, he didn't believe it, but he didn't dare not to believe it.

If he didn't believe it, Mo Hua might use the fireball technique to send him to death.

He would be the head of the Sun family in the future, and he would have many blessings to enjoy. He didn't want to give all these wealth to his second brother.

Sun Ze told him everything about the ancestors of the Sun family and the inheritance of the descendants.

Sun Ze didn't know much, and Mo Hua didn't hear more clues, but at least verified his guess.

The ancestors of the Sun family did hide the absolute formation in the spiritual field.

And they didn't leave the formation in the Sun family or pass it on to the descendants of the Sun family.

I just don't know where the ancestors of the Sun family hid the absolute formation, how they hid it, and what formation methods they used...

Mo Hua asked Sun Ze several times, turning some things over and over again.

Sun Ze was dizzy and answered reluctantly.

Although he missed a few words here and there, they were almost the same and there was no contradiction, which meant that what he said should be true.

Mo Hua did not make it difficult for him.

Sun Ze is the eldest son of the Sun family.

Although he is ignorant and bullies spiritual farmers, it is not easy to kill him now.

Otherwise, the Sun family will definitely jump off the wall in desperation.

The head of the Sun family is a foundation-building cultivator, and now he is in the Sun family's territory, so it is better not to do things too much.

"You go."

Mo Hua kicked Sun Ze.

Sun Ze forgot about shame and anger, and instead asked in confusion: "Are you really letting me go?"

"What? You don't want to leave?" Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, "Do you want me to keep you for another beating?"

Sun Ze was startled and hurriedly said:

"I'm going, I'm going!"

After saying that, without waiting for Mo Hua to say anything else, he got up and limped back.

He didn't even look at the other Sun family cultivators.

This is very similar to Qian Xing, the playboy of the Qian family.

It's better to let a fellow Taoist die than to let the poor Taoist die.

Even if this "fellow Taoist" is a cultivator from their own family.

As Sun Ze ran, he glanced at the water in the spiritual field.

His embarrassed figure was reflected in the water.

His face was black and burnt, and both arms were burned, looking miserable.

Sun Ze couldn't believe it.

What kind of fireball technique did this kid use?

How could it be so powerful?

What's more annoying is that this fireball technique almost exploded on his face, destroying his appearance.

Sun Ze wanted to curse Mo Hua, but his heart was cold again, and he suppressed the curse in his heart.

He couldn't curse!

If he cursed, the kid would notice it and kill him with a fireball technique, which would be a big loss.

A little impatience will ruin a big plan.

He must go back and tell his father about this.

His father is a foundation-building cultivator.

This kid is only a Qi-refining cultivator. Even if the fireball technique is sharp, he is definitely not a match for a foundation-building cultivator.

Sun Ze figured it out and ran even faster, wishing he could use both hands.

Mo Hua guessed that he would definitely go back to find his father Sun Yi.

Sun Yi is a foundation-building cultivator.

But Mo Hua has the art of concealment, so even if he can't win, he can always get away.

If the Sun family really goes too far and angers him, he will go to the Sun family in stealth, secretly draw a formation, and use the reverse spirit formation to collapse, so that their family leader will be wiped out.

But it hasn't come to that yet.

Mo Hua frowned again.

Master, Kui Lao and the younger brothers and sisters are all at the Sun family.

He is now at odds with the Sun family, and he doesn't know what the master will do.

Mo Hua was thinking, and then he saw a carriage coming slowly in the distance.

Kui Lao was driving the carriage, and Da Bai was pulling the carriage.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that nothing can be hidden from the master.

Or perhaps, all this was within the master's expectations.

Da Bai in the distance saw Mo Hua and neighed.

Mo Hua immediately went up to him and hugged Da Bai's neck.

Then he met Mr. Zhuang and told him about Sun Ze's provocation, how he beat him, and how he beat down seven or eight cultivators from the Sun family.

Mr. Zhuang said calmly: "It's a small matter, no problem."

Mo Hua asked in a low voice: "Master, don't you think I'm reckless and don't know how to tolerate?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "Tolerating when you don't have the ability is cautious, but tolerating when you have the ability is pure cowardice."

"I don't remember that I taught you not to fight back or scold."

Mo Hua felt relieved and smiled.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Mo Hua and said in a gentle tone:

"I took you out to travel, and I generally won't intervene when something happens. You have to rely on yourself for everything."

"But if you really encounter danger, even if the sky falls, you will be protected by your master. Just relax and do what you think is right."

"Yes, Master!"

Mo Hua smiled and nodded.

Bai Zisheng on the side looked at the Sun family monks lying in the spiritual field, feeling both regret and regret.

What he regretted was that as a senior brother, he failed to protect his junior brother in time.

It was a pity that he came too late and missed such a good fight.

Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua for a few times and saw that he had consumed a lot of spiritual power, but he had no injuries and looked good, with a rosy face. Then he nodded slightly.

...

Sun Family Mansion.

Mr. Zhuang had said goodbye to Sun Yi in advance, using the excuse that he wanted to visit Qianjia Town, and Sun Yi did not suspect anything.

After Mr. Zhuang left, Sun Ze came back with a black head and a dirty face. Sun Yi then understood why Mr. Zhuang left...

Sun Ze did not dare to hide anything and told everything that happened.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yi was shocked and angry.

"What did you say?!"

He smashed the table to pieces, his eyes widened:

"Eight or nine Sun Family cultivators were beaten into grandchildren by a child who was still wet behind the ears?"