Chapter 238 Resettlement

Mo Hua asked Ji Qingbai, "Uncle Ji, do you have a place to stay?"

Ji Qingbai came back to his senses, but he still couldn't calm down for a long time.

He only heard people say that Tongxian City is different from the past and is becoming more and more prosperous, but he didn't expect that it could be so prosperous.

He was shocked and envious.

After hearing what Mo Hua said, Ji Qingbai was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and said:

"There is an old senior who is a family friend of my father. I can stay with him temporarily."

Mo Hua nodded, "If you have any difficulties, you can go to my father."

Ji Qingbai looked grateful, "Thank you for your care along the way."

"It's nothing." Mo Hua said.

He just scared people and led the way. It was just a piece of cake and didn't take much effort.

I hope everyone is safe and sound.

The young female cultivator named Fu Lan took the elixir and recovered a little from her injuries. Although she was still pale and had difficulty moving, she still bowed to Mo Hua and said gratefully:

"Thank you, little brother!"

Mo Hua saw that although she was a woman, alone, had gone through many twists and turns along the way, and was seriously injured, she still looked firm, and secretly admired her, so he said:

"Sister, can you cook?"

Mo Hua asked a strange question, and Fu Lan was stunned for a moment. It took a long time for her to come back to her senses and said:

"My mother runs a tofu shop, and I can also make some meals."

Tofu!

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he said, "Now that you've recovered from your injury, if you have nothing to do, you can go to Fushanlou on the south side of the street, make some tofu, and earn some spiritual stones."

Fu Lan was slightly startled, and his heart warmed. He said softly, "Thank you, but Fushanlou is just a restaurant, and it's a big family, so they may not be willing to take you in."

"It's okay." Mo Hua said confidently, "Just tell me my name."

After all, half of Fushanlou belongs to him.

Mo Hua's tone was quite high, and Fu Lan was also stunned.

Mo Hua didn't say anything more, and waved goodbye to them.

They were busy and hard-working, and their injuries were not healed. The most urgent thing was to find a place to stay.

After saying goodbye, Mo Hua walked side by side with Yu Chengwu into the city.

After walking for a while, Yu Chengwu frowned and said, "Why are you following me?"

"I'm not following you, I'm just going to find Elder Yu."

Yu Chengwu was stunned, thinking, no way.

It's ok that Mo Hua is familiar with those demon hunters, but he can't be familiar with his father.

But Mo Hua really walked with him all the way to Elder Yu's house.

Yu Chengwu pushed open the door, and Mo Hua followed him in, as if he was entering his own yard, very familiar, not at all restrained.

Elder Yu was drinking tea in the living room, and when he saw the two, his eyes lit up and he came out to greet them.

After more than a year, Yu Chengwu saw his father, and his mood was a little fluctuating. Just as he was about to greet him, he saw his father Elder Yu directly passed him and chatted with Mo Hua.

"Mo Hua, what's the matter?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Yes..."

Mo Hua told what he encountered on the road.

There are more and more foreign monks, whose identities are unknown and cannot be controlled, and the demon hunters are in great danger when hunting demons.

It's good now, they dare not attack local demon hunters.

But if it continues like this, disputes and incidents are inevitable.

There will probably be more and more cases of snatching prey and killing people for money in the future.

The more disputes there are, the more it will affect Mo Hua's ability to absorb monster blood and accumulate spiritual ink.

One less spiritual ink means one less formation to draw, which will slow down the growth of Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness and delay his progress in building his foundation.

Elder Yu nodded, "I heard about this before, and I have talked to the head of the Daoting Division. After some time, I should think of a way to solve it..."

Mo Hua talked to Elder Yu for a long time, got Elder Yu's reply, and then said goodbye and left.

Elder Yu personally sent Mo Hua to the door and told him to "be careful on the road."

Yu Chengwu, who had been standing aside for a long time, finally couldn't help but said, "Dad, I'm back!"

Elder Yu glanced at him and frowned, "You're back, it's not like I didn't see it."

Yu Chengwu was speechless.

After a while, he whispered, "Dad, I am your son, right?"

Elder Yu glared at him and cursed, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are not my son, so how can I pick you up?"

Yu Chengwu thought of the pleasant expression when he was talking to Mo Hua just now, and compared it with his current attitude, he felt a little tired.

But he was also relieved.

This irritable temper and the scolding tone were familiar and kind. It was indeed his father, and he was not dreaming.

"Finally, I'm home."

Yu Chengwu said with some emotion.

Mo Hua went to the South City Refining Shop and found Master Chen who was forging iron. He said, "Master Chen, please refine a spiritual weapon for me."

"Have you decided what spiritual weapon you want?"

"Yes."

Master Chen refined the knife in his hand halfway, let Dazhu take over, walked to the side, drank a sip of water, and asked Mo Hua, "What do you want to refine?"

Mo Hua gestured with his hands, "Such a long mace!"

Master Chen choked on his saliva and couldn't help asking, "What do you want a mace for?"

"A mace is easy to use. It can be used to stun people, and it has no blade, so it won't hurt you."

Mo Hua had thought it over. If he chose a knife or a sword, he didn't have much strength to use it. If he accidentally cut himself, it would be a big loss.

Sticks and the like are just right. Even if you miss and hit yourself, it's no big deal.

"By the way, there can't be wolf teeth on the mace." Mo Hua added.

Wolf teeth are sharp and dangerous.

"Without wolf teeth, is it still called a mace?" Master Chen was stunned.

"Then it won't be called a mace. I'll give it a new name." Mo Hua said.

"Okay, it's you who's going to use it anyway, so whatever you say is what it is." Master Chen said, and then he was a little worried, "The mace is heavy, can you handle it?"

"Don't make it too heavy, just strong and durable."

"Then what's the use of this wolf...what kind of stick?" Master Chen asked in confusion.

It doesn't have wolf teeth, and it's not heavy. If it hits someone, wouldn't it just tickle them?

Mo Hua said, "I'll just draw a formation."

Formation?

Master Chen understood that ordinary sticks might be useless, but if they were drawn with a formation, it would be different.

"As long as you have an idea."

Master Chen nodded. He didn't ask about the formation, and he wouldn't understand it even if he asked.

"I have some stick-type refining charts here. Take a look and see if there is a suitable one. Pick one as a sample, and I'll modify it according to your ideas."

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

Mo Hua took the refining charts and looked through them one by one. Then he really found a spiritual weapon that was similar to what he imagined, about four or five feet long, forged with fine iron, of moderate length, and not too heavy.

"This is it. We need to remove the nails on it."

Mo Hua pointed it out to Master Chen, and then took out a piece of paper, drew a sketch, marked a few locations on the sketch, and said:

"I'm going to draw the formation in these places."

Master Chen took a quick look and nodded, "No problem, come and get it in five or six days."

"Okay!" Mo Hua said happily.

After returning home, Mo Hua told Mo Shan about Ji Qingbai.

Hearing this, Mo Shan couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, saying, "I didn't expect the situation of the scattered cultivators in Qingxuan City to be so bad."

Mo Hua asked, "Will all the scattered cultivators in the world be oppressed by their families?"

"Even if they are not oppressed by their families, there are still sects and Daotingsi."

"Is it because the scattered cultivators are too weak?"

Mo Shan nodded and said, "Yes, it is human nature for the strong to bully the weak. Moreover, some families or sects are originally competing with scattered cultivators for profit and oppressing them. Only with profit can they grow stronger."

"Many interests in this world are not created out of thin air, but are concentrated from one part of the cultivators to another part of the cultivators."

Mo Hua nodded as if he had realized something.

It has been a month since I updated 10,000 words in a row, and I have also got the badge. I need to slow down for a while.

It is indeed a bit tiring to write 10,000 words every day.

The current progress of the plot is just the beginning.

Tongxian City is just the tip of the iceberg of the huge cultivation world. There are still many characters, plots, and settings that have not been unfolded.

The growth of Xiao Mohua has only laid some foundations.

Many stories have been in my mind for a long time. I need to write them down and give an explanation to the characters in my writing.

Writing novels is really a long and painful thing.

But everything is difficult at the beginning. Now the beginning is ready, and the rest is to keep writing.

As for the update, I will update twice a day in the future, and then gradually increase it after a period of time.

Actually, I originally wanted to start updating twice today, but thanks to everyone's support, the subscription has steadily increased.

So in order to thank everyone, today is still five updates.

Finally, I wish you all a happy day~