Chapter 399: Journey Festival

On the mountain road, Dabai pulled the carriage and walked slowly towards the destination set by Mr. Zhuang.

According to Mr. Zhuang, the place he was going to was a sect with whom he had an old friendship.

Mo Hua asked what sect it was.

Mr. Zhuang kept it a secret and said that he would know when he got there.

Mo Hua did not ask any more questions.

Along the way, Mr. Zhuang also asked Mo Hua to pay attention and use his spiritual sense to find traces of the formation.

Along the way, Mo Hua did sense the aura of some formations, and used his spiritual sense to calculate the formation pattern, and showed it to Mr. Zhuang for review.

Mr. Zhuang would mostly nod.

Occasionally, he would point out some mistakes and ask Mo Hua to pay attention.

Some of these mistakes were due to Mo Hua's lack of experience in formations, and the incorrect calculation of the formation structure;

Some were due to carelessness, missing a few formation patterns;

Some were due to the wrong method of calculation, so the spiritual power trajectory of the formation went astray...

Mo Hua kept these problems in mind one by one, repeatedly pondered, and tried not to make the same mistake again next time.

In this way, he sensed, calculated, and verified while traveling.

Thanks to this, Mo Hua's spiritual sense calculation became more and more proficient.

Unfortunately, although there were formations that Mo Hua had never seen before, most of them were not rare.

The number of formation patterns was still only between seven and nine patterns.

There was no second-grade formation.

In the second-grade state, generally only the first-grade formation was used.

The second-grade formation consumed a lot of spirit stones, and most families and sects within the second grade could not afford it.

And most of the formation masters who could draw the second-grade formation would not stay in the second-grade state.

In addition, there was no absolute formation that Mo Hua was looking for.

At first, Mo Hua thought he had missed something.

But Mr. Zhuang didn't ask everyone to stop, so there shouldn't be anything.

Mr. Zhuang couldn't have missed it.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it was right.

If there were absolute formations everywhere, then they would be everywhere.

How could an array everywhere be called an "absolute formation"?

And Mo Hua had already learned the thick earth formation.

The thick earth formation was an eleven-pattern absolute formation.

Mo Hua's current spiritual consciousness was also eleven-pattern, so he could use the thick earth formation to hone his spiritual consciousness.

As long as the carriage stopped to rest,

Mo Hua would get off the carriage, release his spiritual consciousness first, find some fresh tender grass, and pull it to feed Da Bai.

Then he would practice the thick earth formation on the ground while watching Da Bai eating grass.

The thick earth formation could only be practiced in this way.

Mo Hua used the Dao Tablet to visualize the Dao of the earth, causing the Dao Tablet to overload, and it has not recovered yet.

Mo Hua thought it was broken.

Fortunately, after a few days of observation, it was found that the Dao Monument was only a little grayish, and the surface of the monument was still empty, with no other abnormalities.

The breath of the Dao Monument was gradually recovering, and it seemed that it would be fine after a while.

Mo Hua was relieved.

But in the short term, it was impossible to practice the formation with the help of the Dao Monument.

And the thick earth formation could not be drawn on paper.

Mo Hua could only wait for a break, find a piece of land, squat on the ground to draw the formation.

Not only practice the formation, comprehend the Dao, but also enhance the spiritual consciousness.

Every time a thick earth formation was drawn on the ground, Mo Hua felt that his spiritual consciousness was in harmony with the earth, and his understanding of the earth's Dao was also deeper.

With this wonderful understanding, the growth of Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was not slow.

It's just that there is still some distance from the twelve-pattern spiritual consciousness.

...

Everyone was sitting in the carriage that day.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were reviewing the formation taught by Mr. Zhuang.

It was the formation that Mo Hua couldn't learn.

Mo Hua was a little curious, but he suppressed his curiosity and didn't look.

Mr. Zhuang must have considered what he did, and there might be some cause and effect involved that he couldn't touch.

And Mo Hua himself was looking at the array book and practicing the spiritual calculation at the same time.

Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, Mr. Zhuang suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"It's the New Year."

The three disciples were all stunned.

Mo Hua calculated the time, and it seemed that today was indeed New Year's Eve.

In the past, when he was in Tongxian City, every New Year's Day, the streets were hung with red lanterns, the market was filled with a wide variety of goods, people came and went, and every house was filled with the smell of food...

But now there is no village in front and no store behind.

There is only a remote mountain road, and there are cliffs on both sides and weeds on the roadside.

Thinking of Tongxian City, Mo Hua sighed slightly in his heart.

"I wonder how everyone in Tongxian City is doing?"

"Are they celebrating the New Year again?"

"And are my parents healthy and safe?"

"I wonder if they miss me..."

Mo Hua muttered to himself, feeling homesick and a little depressed.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Mo Hua with some pity in his eyes, and said:

"When you are away from home, keep everything simple. But since it is the New Year, we should still celebrate it simply."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Do we want to celebrate it too?"

"Yes." Mr. Zhuang nodded gently.

"But... we have nothing." Mo Hua murmured.

"If you want anything, just look for Master Kui." Mr. Zhuang said.

Mo Hua was stunned and looked back at Master Kui.

Master Kui also nodded, "We have everything you want."

Mo Hua immediately became happy.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were also excited.

The three children's eyes were all sparkling.

As if infected by the emotions, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but smile.

...

So everyone, of course mainly Mo Hua, began to prepare.

He counted on his fingers to Master Kui:

"Grandpa Kui, we need lanterns, firecrackers, surplus every year, fish, step by step promotion, cakes..."

Mo Hua counted them one by one.

Old Kui nodded and said, "Wait a minute."

Then he disappeared in front of Mo Hua.

Half an hour later, Old Kui appeared again without anyone noticing, and threw a few storage bags on the ground.

Mo Hua took a look and found that everything he had mentioned was indeed inside.

And many of them were new, and it seemed that they had just been bought from some fairy city that was celebrating a festival.

"Thank you, Grandpa Kui!"

Mo Hua smiled.

Old Kui nodded, and then handed over another storage bag.

Mo Hua was slightly startled and opened it.

It was full of dried fruits such as pine nuts, hazelnuts, and ginkgo nuts, but most of them were raw.

"Fry some for me, I've finished the previous ones." Old Kui whispered.

Old Kui drove the car every day, and when he had nothing to do, he would eat some pine nuts.

So he had already finished the pine nuts that Mo Hua had fried for him before.

Since it was the New Year, he might as well treat himself.

He had eaten too many pine nuts and wanted to change his taste, so he bought a lot of miscellaneous things.

He had not eaten these Qi Refining Stage things much, so he didn't know what they were, but he thought that if they were sold together, they would probably be similar, so he bought them all together.

I just don't know if they will make a crisp sound when they are cracked.

Kui Lao looked at Mo Hua with some expectation.

Mo Hua smiled and nodded:

"Okay!"

So in the afternoon, everyone stopped rushing.

The carriage stopped on the side of the road.

Mo Hua tied a big red lantern to the carriage, pasted a few "Fu" characters, and hung a big red flower on Da Bai's neck.

Da Bai was not very willing, but he couldn't resist Mo Hua.

After all, the mouth of the eater is grateful.

It ate so much grass that Mo Hua fed it.

In addition, Mo Hua also arranged firecrackers and painted fireworks arrays to set off at night.

Next, it was time to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Mo Hua fried all the pine nuts and hazelnuts for Kui Lao first.

Some were original, and some were added with various spices.

Kui Lao took out some and placed them on the table for everyone to eat, and quietly stuffed the rest into his sleeves.

Then it was cooking.

Some of the ingredients were bought by Kui Lao, and some were sent by the spiritual farmers in Qianjia Town.

Bai Zisheng watched eagerly from the side, occasionally saying:

"Mo Hua, make this, this is delicious."

"This should be fried, not boiled."

"This will taste better if it is spicy, add more..."

Mr. Zhuang didn't care so much and could eat anything, but he still ordered a "steamed sea bass" to prevent Bai Zisheng from ordering all spicy dishes.

Finally, it was steamed cakes.

There were rice cakes, and other kinds of pasta and snacks.

Bai Zixi helped Mo Hua knead the dough, and as she kneaded, she began to pinch small dough.

The white little hands pinched the white dough, and I don't know what she was pinching.

Mo Hua asked curiously:

"Junior Sister, what are you making?"

Bai Zixi held a strange little dough in her palm and said crisply:

"Rabbit!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Bai Zixi frowned, "Doesn't it look like a rabbit?"

"Looks like a rabbit..." Mo Hua said unconscionably.

"Just a little... a little fatter."

The little rabbit became as fat as a pig.

Bai Zixi looked at the "little rabbit" in her hand again and said in confusion: "It's not fat..."

She thought it was pretty cute.

Mo Hua was busy all afternoon and finally finished cooking.

The morning glow had faded and the night gradually became darker.

It was time to set off fireworks.

Before setting off, Mo Hua was still a little worried, "Will it scare the monsters in the mountains..."

Kui Lao looked around and said lightly: "No."

Mo Hua was relieved.

The fireworks array was very simple, and time was limited, so Mo Hua didn't draw anything too complicated.

And this array was drawn directly on the ground.

This was the first time that Mo Hua used the "earth" as the medium to draw a formation, in addition to the thick earth formation.

In the night, fireworks were bright.

Then the meal began.

Everyone sat on the ground.

On the soft grass, there was a silk cloth, which was filled with food.

The dishes were rich, and Mo Hua's craftsmanship was also outstanding.

Mr. Zhuang ate the most comfortably, Bai Zisheng ate the most happily, Bai Zixi ate the most elegantly, and Old Kui kept cracking pine nuts and hazelnuts, eating the most attentively.

Under the cold moonlight, there was a lively atmosphere of fireworks in the quiet mountains, noisy and warm.

After eating and drinking, Mo Hua didn't miss home.

He lay on the grass and counted the stars in the sky.

For Mo Hua, this was not the most lively year, but it was the first time to spend the New Year with his master, senior brothers, senior sisters and Grandpa Kui.

It was quite lively.

For Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, the New Year's Day of a big family looks prosperous but the people are cold and deserted.

Full of sophistication and rules.

Instead, it is not as simple and lively as it is now.

Bai Zisheng also lay on the ground, chatting with Mo Hua, occasionally stumbling.

Bai Zixi looked calm and gentle, but in his heart he was wondering, was it a rabbit he just pinched?

Why did it turn into a piglet after steaming?

Mr. Zhuang was surrounded by three disciples, feeling relieved, but his expression was a little disappointed.

This was probably the most lively New Year in his cold life for hundreds of years.

Thank you Taoist Brother o and the roadside Slowpoke for the reward~