Asking about longevity

"Is there any family or sect that doesn't bully casual cultivators?"

"It's natural." Mo Shan explained: "Some families have strict sects, and some sects have strict sect rules and will not do anything out of the ordinary. Or their cultivation industry does not compete with casual cultivators for profit. There is no need to treat low-level monks harshly."

"But these are only a minority after all. As long as they are weak, they will be oppressed. It's just a matter of time."

Mo Shan sighed again and continued:

"It's okay for us in Tongxian City. The days of casual cultivators in some places are in dire straits. Not to mention some high-level states, where aristocratic families and sects have been inherited for thousands of years and have been entrenched in one place, like behemoths. Those casual cultivators who are oppressed by them are the There is truly no day to turn over..."

After hearing this, Mo Hua felt a little heavy.

Seeing that Mo Hua's expression was a little down, Mo Shan touched Mo Hua's head and comforted him with a smile:

"As long as we do our own thing, we can't control these things. If you really have extraordinary abilities in the future, it's not too late to consider these things."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

"And your Uncle Ji, he is new here. If there is anything he can do to help, please try his best to help. Brother Ji is a man of justice and willing to help others. When our family was in embarrassment, we received a lot of help from him."

"I know, Dad."

After that, Mo Shan was busy with hunting monsters. After a few days, he had some free time, so he prepared some gifts, some wine and meat, elixirs and some daily utensils, and paid a visit to Ji Qingbai.

Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai talked about old times, and before leaving, he stuffed him with a bag of spiritual stones and said, "Brother Ji, keep these for emergency use."

Ji Qingbai refused to accept the offer.

Mo Shan said: "Brothers should support each other. When my family was in difficulty, I also received help from you, so don't refuse."

Ji Qingbai reluctantly accepted it.

He left Qingxuan City and traveled all the way, almost using up all the money he had saved.

When we arrived in Tongxian City, we didn't want to be bothered by our family friends for a long time, so we rented a small courtyard. It was not big and not expensive, and it was enough for a living.

After that, I added some bits and pieces, and the few spiritual stones that were originally there were quickly used up.

Mo Shan sent the spirit stone, which was like giving help in the snow.

He wouldn't have taken it before, but now that he was short of money, he could only accept it gratefully.

When he recovers from his injuries, it will be nice if he and Ji Li can go into the mountains to hunt monsters and earn spiritual stones, which can then be returned to Mo Shan.

In the evening, Ji Qingbai and Ji Li discussed going into the mountains to hunt monsters, and Fu Lan came in from outside.

Her injuries have gotten much better in the past few days. Although she has not fully recovered, she can already move around.

Fu Lan was also a casual cultivator and had lived a hard life since he was a child, so he wanted to earn some spiritual stones to solve his urgent needs without being too much of a drag on Uncle Ji and Brother Ji.

Thinking of the Fushan Building mentioned by Mo Hua, which was not far away, she went to ask about it and only came back now.

"Your injury is not healed, please rest more." Ji Qingbai said with concern when he saw that her face was still a little pale.

Ji Li helped her sit down and poured her a cup of tea.

Fu Lan's pale face turned slightly red.

When Ji Qingbai saw the two of them like this, his expression remained calm, but he felt very relieved in his heart.

After a while, he remembered and asked, "Have you been to Fushan Tower?"

Fu Lan nodded, "They accepted me and gave me a lot of spiritual stones every month. ☜"

Ji Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"It's just..." Fu Lan looked a little confused.

"Just what?"

"It's just that they heard that I was a monk from outside, and they didn't want to take me in at first. Then I mentioned that little brother's name, and they kept me without saying a word," Fu Lan said.

Ji Qingbai was stunned, "Ink painting?"

Fu Lan nodded.

Ji Qingbai was a little surprised, "This kid Mo Hua has such a big reputation..."

Such a big dining room actually cares about his face.

Moreover, he unexpectedly learned during the day that Mo Hua was still a small formation master, and many of the formations in casual cultivation were created by Mo Hua.

This shocked Ji Qingbai.

Before he came, he thought that Mo Hua would no longer learn formations, so he felt regretful.

But he didn't expect that Mo Hua had become a genuine formation master.

Ji Qingbai solemnly said: "No matter what, we all owe someone a favor, and we must find a way to repay him in the future. Especially the kid Mo Hua, we can't let him have any accidents."

Array masters in casual cultivation have such a good heart, so they must not make any mistakes.

Ji Li and Fu Lan both nodded seriously.

Ji Qingbai felt relieved and sighed: "I have walked around these days and looked around. Tongxian City is really different. If we can really settle here, we can live a good life."

He has been busy all his life, and all he wants is to live in peace and stability. Now, after going through a lot of twists and turns, he has finally found a place to settle down.

Ji Qingbai glanced at Ji Li and Fu Lan again, feeling relieved and smiling slightly:

"If you don't mind it, just start a family here. After a while, I will arrange a marriage for you and form a Taoist couple."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, their faces suddenly turned red, they looked at each other quietly, and then lowered their heads.

The night was dark, and in the small courtyard, although the lights were dim, it gradually became warm.

——

Two days later, Mo Hua was practicing the relief formation in the restaurant.

He first drew a complex formation and then solved it himself.

Such a piece of paper can be regarded as practicing the formation twice and drawing and interpreting it by yourself, but it is a bit wasteful.

As Mo Hua continued to draw, Dazhu ran over and said that his fang-less mace was ready.

Mo Hua cheered up, left behind the unfinished formation, and went to the weapon refining shop with Dazhu.

Master Chen handed an iron rod to Mo Hua:

"It's finished as you said. There are no wolf fangs, and the position of the formation has been retained. The outside is wrapped in iron, which is very strong. The inside is made of hard wood, and it is not too heavy."

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

Mo Hua happily took the iron rod and looked at it carefully several times.

The iron rod was silver-white, with a tough outer skin. It was thicker than Mo Hua's arms and felt heavy in the hand.

I tried the ink painting, but it was still a bit heavy, but this was my own problem, not the iron rod's.

Mo Hua was very satisfied with the iron rod and praised: "It's very good, worthy of Master Chen!"

Master Chen was so happy that he straightened his beard.

He took some time out from his ink painting and drew a first-grade formation on the iron rod. The formation was named "Qianjun Formation".

The Thousand Jun Formation is a first-grade formation of the Five Elements Earth Element. After being injected with spiritual power and inspired, the spiritual weapon of the inscription and painting formation will instantly become as heavy as a thousand jun.

Of course, to say Qianjun is to brag.

Mo Hua himself didn’t believe it.

Many monks give names to exercises and formations that cannot be fully trusted. Just give them a rough idea.

Mo Hua doesn't know how heavy this formation actually is, and the severity will vary depending on the amount of spiritual power that activates the formation.

But no matter what, it must be very heavy, and it is definitely enough to hit people.

In Mo Hua's idea, he first raised the iron rod, and then activated the formation. The iron rod was blessed by the formation, and in an instant it was as heavy as a stone, and he smashed it down heavily.

In this way, even if he is not a physical practitioner and his body is not strong, the iron rod will still have enough strength.

It should be enough for picking up leaks, making up for damage, and hitting sap.

The Thousand Jun Formation is not difficult, I learned the ink painting in two nights.

The formation is not difficult to draw, and the ink drawing can be done in half an hour.

Mo Hua arrived at Daheishan and found a big rock to try.

He first raised the iron rod high, and then injected spiritual power. The gray-brown pattern on the iron rod flashed by, and then fell heavily in an instant.

The stone was smashed into pieces, and Mo Hua's hand was numb from the shock.

Although my hands were numb, I was still very satisfied with the ink painting.

He gave the iron rod a name he had already thought of:

Awesome!