Chapter 518 Farewell
Mo Hua doesn't know anything about cause and effect and fate.
He only remembers one sentence:
The Taoist heart is firm and immune to all evil.
As long as you concentrate on learning the formations, understand the Dao, have a tenacious Taoist mind, continue to hone your spiritual thoughts, enhance your spiritual thoughts to the extreme, have a thorough mind, and understand the principles of all things, then all evil spirits will not be afraid.
Mo Hua continued to practice and learn formations as usual.
But Dao Ni obviously refused to give up.
The evil shadow of the Corpse King would occasionally appear inexplicably in the sea of consciousness, looking at the ink paintings with blood-red eyes and a cruel expression.
This kind of existence is completely different from the green-faced imp or the spiritual body of the Zhang family's ancestor.
It seems to exist, but it is nothing.
It's obviously true, but it's also false.
It's not like a real spiritual thought, as Mr. Zhuang said, it's more like a kind of causal thought that dwells in the past.
The evil shadow of the Corpse King appears repeatedly.
Mo Hua was a little surprised and worried at first, but then he remembered Mr. Zhuang's words:
"Just keep a normal mind, stick to the Taoist mind, don't worry, don't be afraid, don't even think about it..."
Ink painting doesn't matter.
The corpse king in the sea of consciousness is nothing more than a bronze corpse.
It's not like he has never killed a bronze corpse before.
The ancestors of the Zhang family were all "eaten" by him. Although they were outnumbered and outnumbered at that time, they were somewhat invincible, but it is different now.
The current self, at the peak of the thirteen lines of spiritual consciousness, is no longer what it used to be.
Even if they fight head-on or fight alone, they can still subdue the bronze corpse that is the incarnation of the founder of the Zhang family.
Moreover, this Corpse King had been controlled by himself using the Spiritual Pivot Formation.
Before "birth", you are controlled by yourself.
Even after "death", he couldn't turn his palms out.
Mo Hua doesn't know much about cause and effect.
The ignorant are fearless.
It is precisely because of "ignorance" that one is "fearless".
And precisely because of his fearlessness, Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts were firm and powerful, and he did not take this corpse king with the aura of evil in his eyes.
The Corpse King roared.
Mo Hua frowned and said, "Don't bother me!"
The Corpse King was scolded by Mo Hua and trembled instinctively. Then he became angry and angry, with a ferocious look in his eyes. However, it was really helpless and could only growl again and retreat unwillingly...
Every now and then, the Corpse King appears in Mo Hua's mind.
But Mo Hua ignored it at all, even showed disdain, and occasionally told him to get out.
The Corpse King could only show a fierce look in his eyes and lay dormant secretly.
From now on, the Corpse King appears less and less...
The sea of consciousness in ink painting has also become much purer.
But what he didn't know was that his fate was much more dangerous...
…
Something happened in Nanyue City, the Corpse King was executed, Lu Chengyun died, the Lingshu Formation was learned, and it was time to leave.
Before leaving, Mo Hua buried the ashes of the elders of the Xiaolingyin Sect into gold-inlaid black jade urns and handed them to Yan Jiaoxi.
Yan Jiaoxi held the ashes with an excited expression.
Then he felt a little sad and guilty, "This disciple is incompetent, so that the senior elders of the sect suffered this bad fate..."
Yan Jiaoxi's eyes were red, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he could not calm down for a long time.
The anger, confusion, hard work, loneliness and depression of these years are all boiling in my chest.
Bring the traitors to justice and recover the sect's inherited formation.
He has been thinking about these things day and night for so many years.
But he never imagined that one day his dream would come true.
Yan Jiaoxi looked at the ink painting again, feeling both gratitude and self-blame, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Thanks to you for this..."
Track down the traitor, find out his identity, destroy his plan, make him pay with blood, comfort the master, and the spirits in heaven of the predecessors of Xiaolingyin Sect...
This is what I should have done.
In the end, it was all thanks to ink painting that the grudge was settled.
And this incident also involved the Lu family, the Corpse Mine, the Corpse King, and even the Dao Ting, which had to send Dao soldiers to suppress it.
Mo Hua didn't say how dangerous it was, but he could guess it.
These dangers should have been borne by myself...
But they all fell on Mo Hua.
I did almost nothing.
Yan Jiaoxi felt ashamed for a moment, "As a teacher, I am really ashamed of myself..."
Mo Hua shook his head, "Teacher, you have already done a lot."
Yan Jiaoxi was startled and said with a warm and wry smile:
"You don't have to comfort me..."
But Mo Hua shook his head and said: "It's not a comfort. Master told me that everything in this world has its own cause and effect. Every drink and every peck has its own laws."
"Lu Chengyun fell down and executed, and the corpse disaster subsided. This is the good result that you can only achieve by planting good karma."
As soon as Mo Hua heard some superficial knowledge about cause and effect from Mr. Zhuang, he started to learn and sell it to Yan Jiaoxi.
Yan Jiaoxi frowned, "What does this have to do with me?"
"Of course it does matter!"
Mo Hua plausibly explained:
"Without your enlightenment, I may not have embarked on the path of formation; without your recommendation, I would not have become a teacher of Mr. Zhuang; without having Mr. Zhuang as my teacher, I would not have been able to learn formations so well, nor would I have known how to learn formations so well." Traveling everywhere, looking for formations.”
"And I came to Nanyue City not only to find the formation, but also to find you."
"If you are not in Nanyue City, I will not come."
"With your clues, we can step by step, peel off the cocoons and find out more about Zhang Quan, the zombie village, the corpse mine, and the conspiracy of Lu Chengyun and the Corpse King..."
"In the end, Lu Chengyun was killed, the Corpse King was subdued, the corpse crisis was quelled, and the stolen inheritance of the Xiaoling Yin Sect was regained."
"Lu Chengyun was killed by the Corpse King, who was controlled by the Lingshu Formation."
"So, Lu Chengyun also died under the inheritance of the Xiaolingyin Sect."
"All of these things are the result of cause and effect."
"Without you adhering to the concept, inheriting the formation, and planting good causes, none of this would have happened, and the Corpse Mine would not have had the result it has today..."
Judge Yan was a little stunned, and was stunned for a long time.
Good causes and good results...
After a long time, he laughed and said:
"You, kid, have been able to speak since you were young."
The key is that these words are well-founded, so he can't refute them.
In this way, it is indeed because I valued Mo Hua, the kid, taught him the formation, and gave him an opportunity. Now he can help me so much and settle the old feud of the Xiaolingyin Sect for me.
In this way, it seems that I have not accomplished anything?
Judge Yan was a little emotional, looking at the sincere Mo Hua, with a look of relief in his eyes.
Not wanting to let Mo Hua's talent be buried, perhaps this is the most correct thing he has done in his life...
Jiao Xi Yan felt that the knot in his heart over the years had finally been slowly untied.
His brows relaxed.
But what followed was a sense of empty loss.
Lu Chengyun was dead, his revenge was avenged, and his wish was fulfilled.
He suddenly didn't know what he was going to do.
Revenge had become his obsession and the driving force for his survival for so many years. Now that his revenge was avenged, he suddenly felt a little confused.
Mo Hua understood a little, his eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice:
"Jiao Xi, how do you want to place the ashes of these predecessors in Xiao Lingyin Sect?"
Jiao Xi Yan was startled, then pondered for a moment, and sighed:
"Xiao Lingyin Sect is gone, and the mountain gate has been sold, and I can't go back... I plan to find a place and build a mausoleum to place these predecessors well, and pay homage to them during festivals..."
And it's just right for me to live a plain life for the rest of my life.
Mo Hua asked again:
"Where should we bury him?"
"This..."
Judge Yan hesitated, he hadn't decided where to bury him.
These days, it's not easy to find a good place, and it costs a lot of spirit stones.
"How about burying him in Tongxian City?" Mo Hua said.
"Tongxian City?"Judge Yan was a little surprised.
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, patted his chest, and said confidently:
"I'm very familiar with Tongxian City, Master Zhou, Elder Yu, the old man of the An family, and Master Luo... I have some friendship with all the famous cultivators..."
"I'll write a letter, you take it back, explain the whole story, they will help you."
"When the time comes, you can bury the seniors of Xiaolingyin Sect wherever you want."
Judge Yan was stunned.
A letter can help you?
You don't have some friendship, your friendship is too strong...
But it's not right.
If I remember correctly, Master Zhou, Elder Yu, and Grandpa An are not only foundation-building cultivators, but also have very high status in Tongxian City.
Master Luo is a senior first-class formation master...
How did Mo Hua get to know them?
Even if he is a young first-class formation master with a promising future, his network of contacts should not be so wide...
Teacher Yan was a little stunned.
What happened in Tongxian City during the two or three years when I was away?
Is Mo Hua so famous now?
"Teacher?" Mo Hua called out.
Teacher Yan came back to his senses.
"What do you think?" Mo Hua asked.
Teacher Yan hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Tongxian City, the mountain is not rich, this..."
Mo Hua kept it a secret:
"Don't worry, Tongxian City is no longer what it used to be. You will know when you go back."
Teacher Yan was a little confused, but did not ask in detail.
Under the current circumstances, placing these seniors of Xiaolingyin Sect in Tongxian City is already the best choice.
"Okay." Instructor Yan nodded.
Mo Hua looked happy, and then asked: "Instructor, do you want to rebuild Xiao Lingyin Sect?"
Rebuild... Xiao Lingyin Sect?
Instructor Yan's heart trembled, turned his head, and looked at Mo Hua in disbelief.
Mo Hua said: "Of course, this kind of thing can't be rushed, you can do it step by step..."
"When you return to Tongxian City, you can first teach the formation method to the casual cultivators, and wait until there are more disciples learning the formation method, and then slowly build the mountain gate..."
"Elder Yu will definitely be willing to help you with this kind of thing."
"There will be no problem with the Daoting Division."
"On the formation master side, Master Luo and Elder Qian will also support you..."
"It's just time, it may take a little longer. After all, it's a matter of building a sect, it can't be done overnight, it requires long-term persistence, and even the efforts of several generations..."
"..."
Mo Hua said everything clearly.
Instructor Yan was overwhelmed for a while, but he was still a little hesitant. Obviously, he had a lot of concerns and didn't know how to make a decision.
Mo Hua said in a deep voice:
"Rebuild Xiao Lingyin Sect, inherit the formation, and carry it forward. These senior elders of Xiao Lingyin Sect will be worshipped by more disciples in the future..."
Inherit the formation, carry it forward, and more disciples will worship...
Jiao Xi's heart beat violently.
The confusion in his eyes dissipated, and hope and desire were born again.
Mo Hua said nothing more.
He knew that Jiao Xi had made a decision, and he didn't need to say anything about the future.
Strictly teaching and respecting teachers, he values the inheritance of formations very seriously.
For so many years, he has never given up on tracking down a traitor like Lu Chengyun. Now that the opportunity to revitalize the sect and inherit the formation is right in front of him, Yan Jiaoxi will not give up.
No matter how difficult it is, he will find a way to overcome it.
A few days later, Yan Jiaoxi set off.
He wanted to return to Tongxian City and choose a beautiful place to bury the ancestors of the Xiaolingyin Sect.
At the same time, the idea of rebuilding the Xiaolingyin Sect and inheriting the formation gradually took root in his mind.
Mo Hua sent a lot of formation books, as well as some of his own formation experience.
The formation diagrams and ink paintings of the Lingshu Formation were also dismantled one by one, from simple to complex, from shallow to deep, with clear notes.
It is both easy to learn and easy to teach.
This array diagram was also handed over to Yan Jiaoxi.
Yan Jiaoxi took it solemnly, his hands trembling a little.
In addition, Mo Hua also sent some special products from Nanyue City, dry food for the road, and some poison-avoiding pills, miasma-preventing pills, demon-expelling pills and other pills for evasion.
Mo Hua has been sending Yan Jiaoxi outside the city.
Along the way, Mo Hua's little mouth chattered endlessly and kept telling:
"You need to order something first..."
"After finalizing the product, it will be much easier to do things."
"Tongxian City has a large number of people, so the ordering is smoother. The Daoting Division also has a special car to pick up and drop off..."
"If you decide to pass the product, you should first find a way to build the foundation. It doesn't matter if you borrow some spiritual stones... You can go to Yu... No, Elder Yu is relatively poor. You go to Mr. An. The An family is very rich. Their young master is also called An Xiaofu is also familiar with me..."
"Once you become a foundation-building monk and your spiritual consciousness reaches the twelve lines, you can learn the Spiritual Piercing Formation."
"Learn little by little, don't rush, start from the simplest and go step by step..."
…
Yan Jiaoxi was a little bit dumbfounded, but he also felt warm in his heart.
The words of ink painting benefited him a lot.
As a teacher, he now has to learn formations from his disciples...
Yan Jiaoxi was filled with emotion and relief.
After Mo Hua finished talking about the formation, he started talking about other things:
"Go back and say hello to my parents for me..."
"Just say that everything is fine with me. I eat well, drink well, sleep well, and am well fed. I also learned the formations very well. I haven't encountered any danger. They don't have to worry..."
"There are also Elder Yu, Grandpa Feng, Master Chen, the uncles and uncles of the demon hunters..."
"And Dahu Dazhu and the others..."
"Please also ask for me..."
Mo Hua talked about a bunch of people in one breath.
"Okay, please slow down..."
Yan Jiaoxi could hardly remember it anymore, and he sighed in his heart, is this kid so popular...
Unknowingly, the two of them arrived at the city gate.
After a long journey, we must say goodbye, and ink painting must also say goodbye to Yan Jiaoxi.
When it was time to say goodbye, I didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was a bit silent for a while.
Mo Hua's eyes flickered, a little reluctant to give up.
Yan Jiaoxi looked deeply at the ink painting, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of the ink painting in his heart.
After a while, he patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and said with hope:
"Study well!"
"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.
Yan Jiaoxi waved his hand and said warmly:
"Okay, go back, I'm leaving."
He picked up his luggage, set foot on the mountain road, and left Nanyue City. He only occasionally looked back. When he saw Mo Hua still standing at the city gate, he waved his hand to signal Mo Hua to go back. After walking a few steps, he turned back and waved...
The mountains and fields are vast.
Yan Jiaoxi's figure gradually moved away and disappeared among the rugged mountains.
Mo Hua looked solemn, looked at the mountains in the distance, and bowed deeply...
Just like that time, at the foot of the mountain in Tongxian City, he and Yan Jiaoxi said goodbye.
…
Yan Jiaoxi bid farewell to ink painting, left Nanyue City, and walked northwest alone along the mountain road. Passing several mountain peaks, he saw several connected mines.
There is a huge mine shaft in the mine.
At this time, the mine was being mined, and the noise was a bit lively.
Although the mine repairmen in the mine were working hard, the bitterness, depression, and pain were no longer on their faces.
On the contrary, it gave me more hope.
As long as you rely on your own efforts, you can hope to live a better life.
This was completely different from the scene he saw when he came.
Yan Jiaoxi recalled what Mo Hua said about planting good causes and reaping good results.
Can mining be considered a kind of good deed?
If I had not cultivated good karma back then, would the mines today still be the same as before, with people living like zombies during the day, and zombies living like humans at night, working like humans?
Maybe I won't be able to see the scene in front of me...
Yan Jiaoxi was somewhat relieved.
"Yeah, I don't count either, I've accomplished nothing..."
My ability is indeed limited and I cannot help many people.
Without access to the Dharma, evil people cannot be killed.
His formation ability is average, he doesn't know any advanced formations, and he can't build large formations.
If you can do it yourself, you just have to pass on the formation.
Let people who are talented in formations not waste time.
Let those who have the ability to benefit others not be buried.
As long as there are multiple good causes, more good fruits will naturally be produced...
When he thought of this, Yan Jiaoxi's eyes suddenly widened.
My lifespan is limited, but there are still many things I can do!
He turned back and glanced in the direction of Nanyue City.
Hidden by the mountains, he could no longer see the ink painting in front of the city gate.
But Mo Hua's figure was still imprinted in his mind.
This is the first and only young cultivator who can learn the first-grade twelve-pattern spiritual pivot formation of Xiaolingyin Sect at the Qi Refining Realm.
I wonder what achievements this child will make in the future...
Judge Yan's eyes were full of hope.
...
In Nanyue City, a few days later.
Judge Yan left, and Mo Hua was leaving too.
He had already said goodbye to Elder Su, Situ Fang, Qing Lan, and Yang Jishan.
Elder Su was reluctant to leave.
He still liked Mo Hua very much and gave Mo Hua a bunch of good tea.
Mo Hua was a little confused, "You gave me so much?"
"Yeah." Elder Su said sadly, "Take it all. If you leave, it will be meaningless for me to drink it alone. These good teas will also taste light."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "It's better to drink less tea. You should spend more time on your son."
Elder Su blushed, "What son?"
Mo Hua looked at him silently.
Elder Su smiled awkwardly, then sighed:
"The past is too painful to recall, they are all here to collect debts."
But there was still some pity in his eyes.
Situ Fang and Qing Lan also gave some things to Mo Hua, and invited:
"When you have time, you must visit Situ's house, let me show my hospitality."
Mo Hua said: "Of course."
Yang Jishan was a little regretful.
What a good talent.
It would be great if he could enter the Taoist Military Department!
The Yang family members all have similar ideas and thoughts.
At the same time, he also said something similar to Yang Jiyong:
"If you want to enter the Taoist Military Department in the future, report the name of my Yang family, and we will protect you!"
Mo Hua smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Uncle Yang!"
Everything was ready, Mo Hua, his junior brother, junior sister, as well as Master Kui and Mr. Zhuang, sat in the cart pulled by Dabai, and set off on a new journey with the sound of horse hooves.
The road was rugged, and the car was stable.
Mo Hua asked: "Master, where are we going next?"
"Go south."
"Go south?"
"Yes." Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Almost."
He looked at Mo Hua with a distant gaze:
"You should build your foundation..."
Thanks to Yunze Hanfeng, PYHuang, Qingfeng Yeran Mingyuechou for the reward~