Chapter 405: Journey

Xiaohuangzhou Realm, Nanyue City, Instructor Yan, traitor, Lingshu Formation...

Mo Hua briefly sorted out the situation, glanced at Mr. Zhuang again, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, is Nanyue City on the way?"

He wanted to ask this before.

Instructor Yan had given him enlightenment and introduced him to opportunities.

A drop of water should be repaid with a spring.

Mo Hua wanted to find Instructor Yan to see if there was anything he could do to help him.

At the same time, he was a little selfish, wanting to see what a first-grade twelve-pattern Lingshu Formation was like.

Can he learn it, and can he learn it, and can he eventually use it to hone his spiritual consciousness and make his spiritual consciousness reach the realm of thirteen patterns.

But he didn't know where the sect Mr. Zhuang was going to was, and whether it was on the way.

If it wasn't on the way, he couldn't make his own decision and change Mr. Zhuang's plan.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said, "It's not on the way."

"Is that so..." Mo Hua felt a little sorry.

"But you can take a detour." Mr. Zhuang said again.

Mo Hua was slightly startled, "Won't this delay the journey?"

"No." Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "As long as you can learn the formation, it won't be considered a delay."

Mo Hua felt warm in his heart.

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he sighed slightly:

"Besides, I also want to see what is so special about the Lingshu formation that was passed down by the Great Lingyin Sect in the past."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Now he was relieved, but at the same time he was a little confused.

He always felt that Mr. Zhuang went out to travel, as if to teach him how to learn the formation...

Mo Hua frowned.

He had this doubt for a long time.

Along the way, Mr. Zhuang was neither anxious nor slow. He said he was going to a certain sect, but he didn't seem to be particularly anxious.

On the contrary, he taught himself how to deduce, how to deduce, how to find the formation, and how to comprehend the formation...

And even when he arrived at the destination, it was for him to learn the formation.

What about him?

What did the master himself want to do?

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang looked leisurely and calm, unfathomable, and nothing could be seen.

"I don't know what the master is thinking about..."

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

If the master has any wishes.

When his cultivation level is high in the future, maybe he can help the master realize it.

But I don't know when that day will come...

After all, he is still just a little cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

Mr. Zhuang didn't know what the little Mo Hua was thinking at this time, but just said to the old Kui who was driving the car:

"Take a detour to Nanyue City."

As soon as the old Kui pulled the reins, Dabai made a "hissing" sound, stepped on the horse's hoof, turned his head, and walked on another road leading to the boundary of Xiaohuangzhou...

The boundary of Xiaohuangzhou is also the boundary of the second-grade state of Lizhou.

Under the Heavenly Dao formation, the highest level of cultivation that can be used is also the foundation building.

Lizhou belongs to fire, and the fire is strong.

Tongxian City is located in the north, and the climate is slightly better. There are mountains, water, and lush vegetation, but it is hot most of the year, especially in spring and summer.

The Xiaohuangzhou boundary is located in the east of Lizhou, slightly south, and the climate is drier.

There are also plants along the way, but they are much less, and most of them are brown and not dense.

The cultivators live by the mountains and by the water.

Most of the immortal cities along the way make a living by hunting monsters. In addition, the most are mining cultivators.

The so-called mining cultivators are cultivators who mine.

There are also other names in the local area, such as "stonemason", "stoneworker", "miner", "miner", etc.

The customs of cultivators in different places are different, and there are some discrepancies in the sayings.

Among these mining cultivators, there are also those who dig spiritual mines, but they are very few.

The spiritual mines in Xiaohuangzhou are either owned by the Dao Court or occupied by some large families and sects.

The spiritual mines are extremely important. Generally, cultivators of their own power go to dig them personally, and rarely assign them to miners who are from casual cultivators outside.

These miners were digging mines containing copper and iron.

The natural copper and iron in the cultivation world are extremely tough, and it takes a lot of effort for the cultivators to dig them open.

The mined copper and iron are used for refining tools, construction, alchemy and other trades.

Even the array pen of the array master and the spiritual ink occasionally contain some copper powder or iron powder.

In the Xiaohuangzhou realm, other products are not abundant, but there are many mines.

Therefore, the local casual cultivators make a living by selling labor and digging mountains.

Among the hundreds of occupations in the cultivation world, although it has never been stated explicitly, mining is also a "lowly occupation" at the bottom, and only poor casual cultivators will do it.

It is not easy to dig a mine, and there are some special tricks in it.

Along the way, Mo Hua only took a few glances from a distance, and he didn't see it with his own eyes, so he was not very clear.

But in general, the Xiaohuangzhou realm is indeed as desolate as its name suggests.

Because of the desolation, there are more robbers on the road.

Often, the carriage was stopped by several robbers not long after it started.

These robbers did not say anything like "I opened this mountain, planted this tree, if you want to pass through here, leave money for passage".

Because the mountain was opened by the miners, there were no trees to plant in the desolate mountain.

They did not say such nonsense, but some more practical words, such as:

"Hand over the spiritual stone", "Leave the carriage and horses", "I can spare your life".

In this case, Mo Hua would generally treat them differently.

Because the composition of the robbers is also very complicated.

Some were really poor and couldn't open the pot at home, and their wives and children were starving to death, so they had no choice but to cut them off with their faces covered and a knife in their hands.

Although Mo Hua felt that this was wrong, he would not criticize them harshly due to the constraints of his livelihood.

And these people also know how to measure things.

Although the words are harsh, most of them can be dismissed with a few spirit stones.

Often at the last moment, he was shouting cruel words such as: "Hand over the spirit stones and spare your lives!"

Mo Hua gave them a few spirit stones, and they were immediately polite.

Some are probably extremely embarrassed. They haven’t earned any spiritual stones for a long time, and they even kneel down and kowtow, and they keep saying:

"Thank you, thank you little brother!"

These monks don't need much. A few spiritual stones and some coarse rice bran noodles are enough for the family to survive for more than half a month.

They were not greedy either. After getting a few spiritual stones, they went back with relief.

Looking at it, Mo Hua felt dumbfounded and a little sad.

There are also some monks who simply love leisure and work, and want to rob their homes and make a fortune.

Mo Hua gave them several spiritual stones, but they were still not satisfied.

This way the ink painting will not be polite.

He fired a fireball one at a time and knocked them all down, letting them lie on the ground and "reflect".

Indulging in leisure and indolence is accompanied by laziness in spiritual practice.

Therefore, this kind of robbers generally do not have high cultivation level.

He is used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and his martial arts and magic skills are all poor.

No match for ink painting at all.

Of course, there are also some "hard problems".

This kind of gangster can be regarded as the local "habitual bandit". They are organized but not strong, and have rules but not strict.

Even if there are more people, each one behaves evilly and has a greedy nature.

Relying on the strength of the crowd and looking at Mo Hua as a young monk, the lion opened his mouth.

Mo Hua gave them spiritual stones, but they felt it was not enough.

He also asked them to leave their carriages and horses behind.

What's even more outrageous is that they accidentally saw Bai Zixi and said:

"This little girl wants to stay!"

Several other robbers also looked salivating, "This little girl is good-looking. If she is sold in the city, she will probably be worth a lot of spiritual stones."

"It must be several hundred anyway..."

"Thousands of dollars for worthless things!"

Mo Hua was angry.

Dare to betray his little senior sister?

Bai Zisheng was even more angry.

He didn't waste any time, and directly drew out his spear. His pale gold spiritual power surged, and his figure was ghostly, as if he were in a deserted land. He pierced the thighs of the current robbers and made them kneel down.

Then he put away his spear and punched them one after another.

From shooting to punching, it only happened in the blink of an eye.

The robbers were in an uproar, and then became furious:

"What an arrogant brat!"

"Everyone come together!"

"Destroy them!"

“Sell them to human traffickers!”

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Other robbers also swarmed up.

Some gathered around Bai Zisheng, and some came to draw ink.

Bai Zisheng was not afraid, his spiritual power surged, his fists were powerful, and he fought in all directions.

He was originally a child of a noble family, at the ninth level of Qi refining, and had excellent martial arts and Taoist skills. He often competed with Mo Hua on his body skills when he had nothing to do, so it naturally didn't take much effort to deal with these reckless robbers.

Although there were many of these robbers, they all fought independently. There was no coordination or structure among them, and they were gradually defeated one by one.

There were also a few people who made ink paintings.

Mo Hua was riding on the back of a big white horse, and with a tap of his fingers, fireballs flew out one by one, knocking down all the robbers who were rushing towards him.

There is no robber that cannot be eliminated with a fireball.

If it doesn’t work, try again!

Only one fish slipped through the net, taking advantage of the gap in the fireball technique to approach the area within a foot of the ink painting.

But before he could take action, Dabai kicked him and kicked him away.

The robber was kicked away like a sandbag, hit the mountain wall, and fell to the ground, his bones shattered.

Dabai rubbed his head against the ink painting, as if asking for credit.

Mo Hua also put his arms around Dabai's neck and said with a smile:

"Gather more grass today and give you extra food!"

Dabai "hissed" again, very satisfied.

In just one cup of tea, the group of robbers were completely defeated, falling to the ground and wailing.

A few tried to run away, but Mo Hua used the water prison technique to immobilize them, but Bai Zisheng caught up with them and shot them all down one by one.

Bai Zishengyou was puzzled, "You dare to take ideas from my sister?"

He also beat up some of the robbers he led.

Mo Hua thought for a while and felt that he should also stretch his muscles, so he took out the Qianjun Stick and started beating him together.

Although he wasn't beaten to death, he was beaten to death.

After the beating, Bai Zisheng saw their miserable appearance and said with some confusion:

"Isn't that a little too much?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "It's not a good thing, it's not excessive."

Bai Zisheng nodded, "That's right."

Mo Hua raised his little index finger and concluded:

"On a small scale, this is called punishing evil and promoting good, and acting bravely; on a larger scale, this is called contributing to the stability of Xiaohuang State..."

Bai Zisheng was shocked and said:

"Mo Hua, you are really good at talking. With this kind of talking skills, if you really get into the Daoting Division, you will definitely do well."

I beat up a group of robbers out of personal anger, but I can still speak righteously.

Mo Hua said unhappily: "I'm honest, I always tell the truth..."

"We are all from the same school, why are you lying?"

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Bai Zixi looked at the two bickering people, with a slight smile in her autumn eyes.