Chapter 405 Journey

Xiaohuangzhou Realm, Nanyue City, Instructor Yan, traitors, 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 it 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 back then."

"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 him 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 to let him learn the formation.

What about him?

What exactly does the master want to do?

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Mr. Zhuang.

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

"I don't know what Master is thinking about..."

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

If Master has any wishes.

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

But he doesn'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 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 the fire element, and the fire energy is strong.

Tongxian City is located in the north, with a slightly better climate, 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, and 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.

Spiritual mines are extremely important. Generally, the cultivators of their own faction go to dig them personally. They are rarely assigned to the miners who are from the outside who are casual cultivators.

These miners dig 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 who are practicing the body to dig them open.

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

Even the formation pen of the formation master and the spiritual ink are occasionally mixed with 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.

Although it has never been stated clearly among the hundreds of professions in cultivation, mining is also a lowly "lowly profession" at the bottom, and only poor casual cultivators will do it.

It is not easy to dig a mine, and there are some special doors and windows 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 Little Wasteland State 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, I planted this tree, if you want to pass through here, leave money to buy your way through".

Because the mountain was opened by the mine, 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 spirit stones", "Leave the carriage and horses", "I can spare your life" and so on.

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

Because the composition of the robbers is also very complicated.

Some are really poor, their families can't afford to eat, their wives and children are starving to death, so they have no choice but to cover their faces, carry knives, and cut off the way.

Although Mo Hua thinks this is wrong, he will not blame them for anything because of his livelihood.

Moreover, these people also know the limits.

Although they say harsh words, most of them can be sent away by giving a few spirit stones.

Often, the last moment, they are still shouting: "Hand over the spirit stones, and I will spare your life!" and other harsh words.

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

Some of them were probably extremely embarrassed, and had not earned spirit stones for a long time. They even knelt down and kowtowed, saying:

"Thank you, thank you, little brother!"

These cultivators did not ask for much. A few spirit stones could buy some coarse rice bran noodles, which was enough for the family to live for more than half a month.

They were not greedy, and after getting a few spirit stones, they went back with a sense of relief.

Mo Hua looked at them, feeling both amused and sad.

Some cultivators simply loved leisure and hated work, and wanted to rob and make a fortune.

Mo Hua gave them a few spirit stones, but they were still not satisfied.

In this way, Mo Hua would not be polite.

He would shoot a fireball and knock them all down, letting them lie on the ground and "reflect" well.

Love of leisure and hate of work is accompanied by laziness in cultivation.

So this kind of robbers generally have low cultivation.

They are used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and they are lousy in both martial arts and magic.

They are no match for Mo Hua at all.

Of course, there are some "tough guys".

These are the local "habitual bandits", organized but not strong, with rules but not strict.

There are just a lot of them, all of them are evil and greedy.

They rely on their numbers and see that Mo Hua is a young cultivator, so they ask for a lot.

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

They also wanted Mo Hua to leave their carriages and horses.

What's more, they accidentally saw Bai Zixi and said:

"We should keep this little girl!"

The other robbers also looked greedy, "This little girl is good-looking, if she is sold in the city, it is estimated that she is worth a lot of spirit stones."

"It should be at least a few hundred..."

"You are a useless thing, it will cost thousands!"

Mo Hua was angry.

Dare to sell his little sister?

Bai Zisheng was even angrier.

He didn't waste any words and directly drew out his spear. His pale golden spiritual power surged, and his figure was ghostly, as if he was in an empty space. He pierced holes in the thighs of the current robbers and made them kneel down.

Then he put away his spear and punched them one by one.

From drawing the gun to punching, it was just a matter of a moment.

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

"What an arrogant kid!"

"Let's go together!"

"Destroy them!"

"Sell them to human traffickers!"

...

Other robbers also rushed forward.

Some surrounded Bai Zisheng, and some rushed towards Mo Hua.

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 peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his skills and Taoism were top-notch. He often practiced physical skills with Mo Hua when he had nothing to do. It was naturally easy for him to deal with these grassroots robbers.

Although there were many robbers, they fought on their own, without coordination or rules, and were gradually defeated one by one.

Some of them rushed towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua rode on the back of the big white horse, tapped his fingers lightly, and fired fireballs one by one, knocking down all the robbers who rushed over.

There was no robber that could not be dealt with by a fireball.

If it didn't work, he would fire another one!

There was only one fish that slipped through the net, and took advantage of the gap of the fireball to get within ten feet of Mo Hua.

But before he could make a move, Da Bai kicked him away.

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

Da Bai rubbed Mo Hua with his head, as if to ask for credit.

Mo Hua also put his arm around Da Bai's neck and said with a smile:

"I'll pick more grass today to give you a snack!"

Da Bai let out another "hiss" and was very satisfied.

In just a cup of tea, the robbers were defeated and fell to the ground wailing.

Some of them wanted to run, but they were also fixed by Mo Hua's water prison technique. Bai Zisheng caught up with them and shot them all down.

Bai Zisheng was still not satisfied, "How dare you go after my sister?"

He beat up the leading robbers again.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that he should stretch his muscles, so he took out the Qianjun stick and beat them together.

Although they were not beaten to death, they were beaten to death.

After the beating, Bai Zisheng saw their miserable appearance and asked with some doubt:

"Is it a bit too much?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "They are not good people, so it's not too much."

Bai Zisheng nodded, "That's right."

Mo Hua raised his little index finger and concluded:

"To put it in a small way, this is called punishing evil and promoting good, and being brave and righteous; to put it in a big way, this is called contributing to the stability of Xiaohuangzhou..."

Bai Zisheng was shocked:

"Mo Hua, you are really good at talking. With your eloquence, if you really enter the Daoting Division, you will definitely be very successful."

Because of personal anger, he beat up a group of robbers and made a lot of sense.

Mo Hua said unhappily: "I am honest and always tell the truth..."

"We are all from the same school, are you kidding me?"

...

Bai Zixi looked at the two people bickering, and a faint smile appeared in his autumn-water eyes.