Chapter 141 Inquiry (Part 4)

Amid the pain of the evil cultivator, Zhang Lan and the other two looked at Mo Hua with more complicated eyes.

Mo Hua put Zhang Lan's sword on the ground and wiped it, but the blood was still there and was not wiped off.

Zhang Lan sighed, took the sword helplessly, and returned it directly to the scabbard.

"Okay, it's done now, we can go back."

Then Mo Hua led the way again, and Zhang Lan and the other two took turns dragging the evil cultivator down the mountain road.

As for whether the evil cultivator would be killed, they didn't bother to care.

If he didn't die, it was a good fortune, but if he died, it was also his due.

On the way, Situ Fang couldn't help but praise:

"Mo Hua, your body movement is amazing!"

She was watching from the side just now, and she was also scared and sweating.

When she saw that Mo Hua could escape from the evil cultivator every time, she felt relieved and couldn't help but admire him.

Mo Hua was very happy, but he still said modestly:

"No, it's just so-so."

"Who taught you?" Situ Fang asked.

Zhang Lan coughed a few times.

Mo Hua glanced at him and said seriously: "A passing, unknown, kind-hearted uncle taught me..."

Situ Fang was puzzled: "Is there such a person?"

She thought for a while, and then secretly said to Zhang Lan: "I see, why is it so similar to your Zhang family's Shi Shui Bu?"

Zhang Lan choked directly, coughed a few more times, and recovered after a long while, and said anxiously:

"Don't slander others' innocence, what Shi Shui Bu? How is it similar?"

Situ Fang nodded, "It seems that it is indeed a little different. Your Zhang family's Shi Shui Bu is not that powerful."

Zhang Lan was dissatisfied again, "Why is our Zhang family's Shi Shui Bu not so powerful? This is..."

Situ Fang looked at him.

Zhang Lan's voice weakened, and he said:

"Yes... it's a little bit better than our Zhang family's Water Step."

Zhang Lan was also confused.

The Zhang family has two sets of body movements, Falling Flowers and Water, one set of Falling Flowers Step, and one set of Water Step.

He mainly practices Falling Flowers Step, but he also knows Water Step, and he has seen other cultivators in the Zhang family who specialize in Water Step use it, but none of them use it as well as Mo Hua...

so at ease, so confusing, and a little tricky and weird...

"How did I teach him at that time?"

Zhang Lan frowned, a little bit unable to remember, and muttered in his heart:

"Did I teach him Water Step, right? It should be correct..."

Zhang Lan's thoughts were in a mess, and Mo Hua heard a faint mosquito-like "Thank you."

He turned his head and saw Situ Xiu's eyes flickering, but his face was stubborn.

He wanted to say thank you, but he felt embarrassed, so the sound was almost like a mosquito's buzzing.

He was confident and arrogant when he went up the mountain. He had been injured and bled several times, but now he looked much calmer.

Mo Hua nodded, somewhat relieved.

Sure enough, a teenager who experienced setbacks would grow up.

But he forgot that he was younger now, not even a teenager.

As they walked along the mountain road, Zhang Lan was still entangled in the matter of the Water Step.

He thought about the scene of Mo Hua dealing with the evil cultivator just now in his mind over and over again.

Carefully compared Mo Hua's Water Step with the difference between the Water Step in his impression.

The basic steps are the same, but the changes in each line and movement are more subtle, and some movements are more concise, omitting unnecessary movements. It seems that he has learned something from others...

Why? Obviously, they are similar movements, but the perception is completely different.

Zhang Lan thought about it and suddenly realized, "Is it the spiritual consciousness..."

Because the spiritual consciousness is strong enough, the spiritual power is controlled in detail, and the body movements are more erratic and subtle, with many changes.

The cultivators of the Zhang family were not good at formations and their spiritual awareness was not strong, so they did not learn the essence of this body technique, and therefore felt that this body technique was somewhat mediocre.

"It's over!" Zhang Lan felt cold in his heart.

When he taught the body technique to Mo Hua, he thought that Mo Hua would just learn it simply and would not learn it very well.

Even if he used it, others would just take a look and forget it.

How well can a child with congenital weakness learn body techniques?

But unexpectedly, now Mo Hua not only learned it well, but also got it ridiculously well, even better than the disciples of the Zhang family...

If Mo Hua became famous in the future, others would say:

"This is the Zhang family's Shi Shui Bu, and it is better than the Zhang family!"

Where would the Zhang family's face be?

Zhang Lan accidentally added a chapter to the family's dark history.

Zhang Lan's scalp tingled.

It would be fine if he was punished, but if he brought shame to the family, it would not be as simple as kneeling in the ancestral hall or being put in solitary confinement.

Zhang Lan quietly pulled Mo Hua's sleeve while Situ and the other two were not paying attention, and said solemnly:

"Don't tell me! Don't tell me! Don't tell me that I taught you!"

Mo Hua also looked serious, patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, I won't betray you!"

Zhang Lan nodded, and then realized something was wrong.

What do you mean by giving it up... He makes it seem like he's an accomplice to a crime...

The group stopped on a small hill halfway and rested for a while.

Mo Hua took out beef and shared it with everyone.

He didn't give it to the evil cultivator, because he didn't deserve to eat what his mother cooked.

Zhang Lan ate the beef, which was spicy and delicious, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"The beef in Mo Hua's house is really good, soft and chewy, and the control of the heat during stewing is really perfect..."

Then Zhang Lan was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Mo Hua seemed to have used a fireball spell just now?

The power was average, but the speed of the shot seemed a bit fast...

At least it was much faster than his spells.

Zhang Lan looked at Mo Hua meaningfully.

He originally thought that Mo Hua's spiritual power was not strong, and his spells would definitely not be proficient, but now it seems that it's hard to say...

The combination of the Water Step and this fast and accurate fireball spell made Zhang Lan feel difficult.

After eating, the group continued on their way.

Before dusk, they arrived at the foot of Dahei Mountain.

Mo Hua remembered something. He walked to Xie Xiu and saw that he was awake, so he asked:

"A few days ago, did you chase a demon hunter in the mountains?"

Xie Xiu snorted coldly and did not answer.

"I'm asking you a question."

Xie Xiu looked at Mo Hua with contempt.

Mo Hua's temper came up, and he turned around and tried to pull out the sword from Zhang Lan's waist.

Zhang Lan was startled and hurriedly stopped him, "What are you doing?"

Mo Hua said: "He is stubborn, I will break another leg of his!"

Situ Fang whispered: "It's almost enough, you have already broken one of his legs."

Mo Hua said: "Only one, there are still two!"

Situ Fang said in embarrassment: "You broke all of them, and he is probably dead."

Mo Hua said regretfully: "Then he can only blame his bad luck."

Xie Xiu heard it and immediately said:

"What are you asking, I will tell you!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Why did this evil cultivator suddenly become so easy to talk to?

The evil cultivator's eyelids twitched.

He was not afraid of death.

He could be killed by his enemies, killed by being raped, convicted by the Dao Ting Division, and sentenced to death.

No matter what means the cultivator used to kill him, he didn't care.

But he must not die in the hands of a ten-year-old kid!

He couldn't bear the humiliation of being killed by a kid at the fifth level of Qi Refining!

"Then you tell me." Mo Hua said.

"I didn't chase him."

"Then what?"

"Nothing else."

Mo Hua said slowly: "You said you didn't chase him, which means that the person chasing him was not you, you saw someone chasing him."

The evil cultivator kept silent.

Mo Hua was about to draw his sword again, so the evil cultivator had to say:

"There were a few cultivators chasing him."

"What was he wearing?"

"I can't see his appearance, but he was wearing a silver-white Taoist robe."

Mo Hua's eyes condensed, silver-white...