Chapter 363 Rest

Mo Hua recorded the immortal pattern, and then his consciousness was completely exhausted, and he collapsed to the ground.

When he lost consciousness, he vaguely felt that many cultivators were shouting his name and rushing towards him.

Their voices were extremely anxious.

There were his father Mo Shan, Zhang Lan, Elder Yu, Commander Yang, and many people he was familiar with.

Then he became drowsy and fainted.

…

Zhang Lan, Mo Shan and others rushed to Mo Hua's side and saw that there were bloodstains in the corners of his eyes, his breath was weak, but his pulse was stable and his blood was smooth, so they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then everyone sent Mo Hua to Mr. Feng for treatment.

At the same time, Mr. Zhuang was still standing in the corridor outside the bamboo room, looking at the sky in the deep mountains, thinking silently.

In that sky, there used to be Feng Xi's soaring blood, the majestic spiritual power of the formation, the power of collapse and annihilation, and the terrifying power of thunder.

But now, everything has disappeared, the horizon is vast, there is nothing, and it is as if nothing has ever existed.

This is the sky, this is the Tao.

Even if the world is turbulent, it will become a passing cloud in the blink of an eye, and the dead will leave no trace.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the horizon, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

From dusk to late night.

Old Kui couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "If you don't rest, you will die."

"Who won't die?"

"Then at least change a tortuous way to die, don't die so dull."

Mr. Zhuang didn't say anything, still thinking silently.

Old Kui was a little surprised, and was afraid that he really wanted to die, so he asked:

"What are you thinking about, thinking about it for so long?"

"I'm thinking..." Mr. Zhuang said lightly, "How long can I hide?"

"Whenever you can hide, hide as long as you can. Haven't you always been like this before, muddling through?" Old Kui said coldly.

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "But, what's the point of this?"

Old Kui frowned.

Mr. Zhuang continued, "For me, living one more day or one less day makes no difference at all..."

Old Kui's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want to do?"

Mr. Zhuang didn't say anything, still looking at the horizon silently.

There used to be Mo Hua there.

The formation collapsed, the thunder dissipated, and the figure of Mo Hua standing on the Black Mountain was also deeply imprinted in Mr. Zhuang's mind.

The sky was getting darker and darker.

Mr. Zhuang's body was swallowed by the night, but his eyes were as bright as stars, burning with hope.

...

When Mo Hua woke up in a daze, he found someone beside him, his mother, Liu Ruhua.

Liu Ruhua had tears in the corners of her eyes, and she was holding Mo Hua's little hand reluctantly, as if she had been taking care of him, but because she was too tired, she fell asleep beside Mo Hua.

Mo Hua felt warm and distressed. She stretched out her hand and gently wiped the tears from Liu Ruhua's eyes.

Liu Ruhua woke up with a start and opened her eyes suddenly. Seeing Mo Hua's smiling face, she gradually felt relieved.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone in her heart fell to the ground. She said gently:

"You are awake. What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and ordered a lot of food.

Liu Ruhua was startled, and then laughed, "You are still so greedy."

Then she reminded: "Mr. Feng said that your sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, but it is not serious. You just need to take good care of it for a few days."

"But your eyes, I don't know what you saw, are injured. I am afraid that you will occasionally go blind these days. When you can't see things clearly, you must be careful."

"Mr. Feng has refined several furnaces of elixirs and asked you to take them every day. After a while, ask Mr. Feng to take a look..."

Liu Ruhua talked for a long time.

Mo Hua listened quietly and nodded repeatedly.

After a while, Mo Shan also came in. Seeing Mo Hua wake up, he was also happy.

But he was full of concern hidden in his heart. He didn't know how to speak for a while, so he just asked dryly: "Are you okay..."

Mo Hua nodded, "Yeah!"

Mo Shan also breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

What happened in the deep mountains and what Mo Hua did, Mo Shan and the others didn't understand, but they didn't ask in detail, as long as Mo Hua was okay.

Liu Ruhua frowned again and said, "Don't take such risks in the future..."

Mo Hua comforted her, "Don't worry, mother, I have calculated everything. Nothing will happen. It just looks a little dangerous..."

Mo Shan, who was standing by, paused and felt helpless:

Such a terrible noise was made, Feng Xi was blown to ashes, and the thunder was triggered. How can it be called "a little dangerous"...

Liu Ruhua didn't quite believe it, and asked suspiciously, "Is it really calculated?"

"Really!" Mo Hua nodded, "The formation will not lie. Life is life, and death is death. I left a way out, so I will definitely not die!"

Liu Ruhua didn't understand at all, but seeing that Mo Hua was confident and swore, she couldn't help pinching Mo Hua's little face and smiled gently:

"Okay, mother believes you."

Mo Hua also smiled, his eyes narrowed into crescents.

Mo Shan, who was standing by, looked at his wife and children, and his eyes softened.

Afterwards, Zhang Lan, Elder Yu, and Chief Zhou all came to see Mo Hua, and gave him many things, most of which were food, some to replenish blood, some to calm the nerves, and some to nourish qi...

Mo Hua was very grateful and satisfied.

When everyone asked about the collapse of the formation, Mo Hua did not say the obscure word "collapse", but only said that he had found a way to make the formation "self-destruct".

Collapse is a confidential formation inheritance, so it is better not to talk about it easily.

As for how to self-destruct, Mo Hua was vague and said some terms such as formation pivot and formation pattern.

Seeing that Mo Hua was talking seriously, everyone believed it.

Anyway, whether Mo Hua was telling the truth or lying, they could not understand.

For formation masters, the formation is already deep enough, not to mention the collapse of the formation.

For non-array masters, even ordinary arrays are confusing, not to mention large arrays and their collapse.

Anyway, they just need to know that the large array destroyed itself, the big monster was killed, and Mo Hua was fine, that's enough.

When they thought of this, everyone was moved, especially Elder Yu.

He didn't expect that everyone worked together to really kill a big monster.

This is a feat that Tongxian City has never had in thousands of years.

A large part of this is Mo Hua's credit.

Mo Hua helped Tongxian City and also helped them...

Elder Yu and others kept this in mind.

Afterwards, in order not to disturb Mo Hua's rest, everyone left.

And Mo Hua's injuries were not that serious. He rested for a few days at Mr. Feng's place, and then went home a few days later.

His sea of ​​consciousness was slowly healing. In a short period of time, he could not draw arrays and use less spiritual consciousness, so Mo Hua just took a break and rested for a few more days.

In addition, his eyes occasionally go blind.

It's like he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and saw the lines that contain the truth of the world.

So now when he looks at other things, the scene he sees is occasionally illusory, as if covered with a layer of white, empty phantom, real and fake, and hard to tell.

Mr. Feng didn't know what Mo Hua had seen, and he only said based on the injury:

"Your eyes were burned by something, and you can't see clearly occasionally. This is normal. It will be fine after a period of rest."

Mo Hua was relieved, he didn't want to be half blind.

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The big conflict in the first volume is finished, and the foreshadowing is put away, and then a new volume can be started~