Asking about longevity

Mo Hua nodded silently.

He thought he had already thought about it, but he didn't expect that there were so many things that he had not considered...

After Mo Hua left full of thoughts, Mr. Zhuang looked at the thick blood in the mountains and was in a daze.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Mr. Zhuang said sadly in a low voice:

"Is this my cause and effect?"

The puppet master quietly appeared behind him and said calmly:

"Not everything has to do with you, don't be too pretentious."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head.

The puppet boss glanced at him lightly, "So? You don't want to leave?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "Let's wait until this matter is settled."

"What do you want to wait for?"

"When the dust settles on this matter, and there is a conclusion to the evil deeds, I will leave and no longer be tainted by the cause and effect of this place."

The old man reminded him: "The Taoist has already arrived."

"It's just a Taoist, he didn't come in person."

The old man frowned, "Dao evil is breeding here. News has spread to the Dao court, alarming the Tianshu Pavilion. Your whereabouts will also be deduced. They have been eyeing you..."

"Let's just count it out. It's not like we haven't been counted out before." Mr. Zhuang said nonchalantly.

The old man knows that he can't be persuaded. Mr. Zhuang's behavior, at best, means he is assertive, but at worst, he is stubborn and stubborn.

The old man snorted coldly: "It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words."

After saying that, Mr. Puppet turned around to leave, but Mr. Zhuang suddenly whispered: "Thank you."

The old man was slightly startled, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly and said, "I will always remember your kindness."

"What?" Puppet Lao asked doubtfully, "Are you still thinking about repaying your kindness?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "If there is such a day."

"Only living people can repay kindness. What kind of kindness can a dead person repay? A dead person can only repay ghosts."

The puppet master said rudely, and after speaking, he turned around and left, but his back still looked a little lonely.

Mr. Zhuang was the only one left in the bamboo room.

Mr. Zhuang still silently looked at the mountain, looking at the soaring blood energy in the mountain. After a long time, he murmured in a low voice:

"Senior brother, aren't the sins you have committed enough?"

At this moment, Daozhou, located in the center of Kyushu, Daoting, located in the center of Daozhou, is located in a high pavilion in the most prominent position of Daoting.

An old man with white hair and beard is playing chess.

In front of him, there was only a chessboard and no chess pieces.

Opposite him, there was only a futon and no chess players.

There was no one on the futon, just like there was no one on his chessboard.

The old man sat silently, staring at the blank chessboard, his face expressionless, and his whole person was in a state of emptiness.

It's like existing here, but also like existing in nothingness.

After a while, the old man slowly said:

"Come in."

A monk in white clothes who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came forward respectfully, placed a jade slip on the table, and then stepped back respectfully.

The old man stared at the chessboard for a long time, and couldn't help complaining:

"No one plays chess anymore..."

He shook his head, looked away, and glanced at the jade slips on the table.

There are words outlined with light gold spiritual power in the jade slips, with two short lines written on them:

To the north of Lizhou, on the border of the second-grade Black Mountain state, is Tongxian City.

A Taoist evildoer was born in the form of a great demon named Feng Xi.

The old man took one look, then stopped caring and continued to stare at his empty chessboard. After a while, I suddenly felt something:

"Lizhou...Tongxian City..."

The old man spread his right hand, and the spiritual power between his palms was bright and solid, turning into a heavenly compass with heavenly stems and earthly branches, two rituals and four phenomena.

The compass went through layers of calculations, and finally they matched each other.

The old man was slightly startled, "It's really here..."

He took out another jade slip marked "Map of Kyushu", calculated according to the compass, drew a clear trajectory with his finger, and said lightly:

"Pass it on."

The monk in white at the door bowed forward, took the jade slip, and stepped back.

After a while, the jade slips were passed to the hands of the senior monks in Tianshu Pavilion. They all looked shocked and looked thoughtful.

After a while, monks left Tianshu Pavilion one after another, either with solemn expressions, excited eyes, or with evil intentions.

Every move of Tianshu Pavilion on this day was fully reflected in the old man's sea of ​​consciousness, but he still turned a deaf ear and placed the first piece on the blank chessboard.

After making the move, the old man complained:

"Don't let me figure it out. If you figure it out, it will be very difficult for me..."

"Why don't you just be quiet? It's good for you and me, but you have to cause trouble for me."

"Whether you live or die now depends on your destiny..."

…

The old man talked a lot, but no one heard him, let alone answered.

After speaking, the old man turned his head again, picked up the jade slip, read the two lines of words again, and muttered silently:

"Tongxian...this name is a bit interesting..."

"Feng Xi? Who is feeding the pigs this time?"

"Fortunately, it's still only the second grade..."

The old man put this jade slip together with other jade slips of the same shape.

Other jade slips have similar words written on them:

Qianzhou, the second-grade Daoshanzhou boundary, Qiandeng City.

Dao evil was born in the form of a great evil, known as painted skin in ancient times.

Note: The evil god's lingering thoughts are hidden in the visualization map. The City of Thousand Lanterns has been moved to the city.

…

Genzhou, Longshan City, the border of the third-grade Longji Mountain state.

Dao evil was born in the form of a big ghost, which was called impermanence in ancient times.

Note: The ghost is invisible, and when it is known, it is too late. Longshan is destroyed and turned into a ghost town. No monks survive.

…

Kanzhou, the boundary between Sipinjing and Weizhou, and the ancient crossing of Sanchuan.

Dao evil was born in the form of a great demon, whose ancient name was Xiangliu.

Note: The move to the city failed, Xiang Liu poisoned the three rivers, and more than half of the monks who moved to the city were killed or injured.

…

Kunzhou, the fourth-grade Cangyun State boundary, Cangyun City.

Dao evil was born in the form of a big corpse, and was called Hanba in ancient times.

Annotation: Cangyun state boundary was destroyed and turned into a sea of ​​corpses...

…

The old man gradually frowned.

In the past few years, Dao evil has appeared more and more frequently.

"Dao evil appears frequently, causing chaos in the world... Is it because the Dao is too exploitative and the heavenly Dao is unbalanced, causing evil in people's hearts, or is it that someone or something other than a human is secretly planning it?"

The old man was silent in thought.

Finally, he looked up at the sky for a long time, and then couldn't help but mutter:

"I've been looking at it every day. Where can I find any formations? Is the boy named Zhuang lying to me?"

——

Tongxian City, in the restaurant of the Mo family.

Mo Hua was still thinking about the formation, but saw that his parents had already packed their things.

"Mom and dad, are you moving to the city?"

Mo Shan nodded and sighed: "Dao Tingsi has already informed us that we need to make preparations in advance."

"Is everyone leaving?"

"Yes."

"Where are you going?"

Mo Shandao: "The old boss is still discussing it, but it is probably south of Lizhou. It is either a wasteland or a barren mountain. There is no place for monks to live. We will reclaim it and settle it again."

Mo Hua said silently: "It must be very hard..."

"Reclamation is the next best thing. It's just a bit more difficult. The most difficult thing is that there may not be peace on this road. Not all monks can move to their destination safely..." Mo Shan sighed.

Mo Hua nodded.

Along the way there may be places like Daheishan, with dangerous terrain, poisonous miasma, monsters, sinful cultivators and even evil cultivators.

Even some families, sects and Tao Tingsi along the way are not necessarily good people.

"Where is Uncle Ji's family?"

"They are also leaving with us." Mo Shan replied with some emotion:

"Your uncle Ji and his family have no place to seek refuge. Originally, when they arrived in Tongxian City, Ji Li and Fu Lan got married, and the whole family was together. They could live a stable life, but they didn't expect that they would encounter a big demon and now they would be in trouble again. Displaced..."

Moreover, the future is uncertain and there may not be a good life.

After all, monks in the Qi Refining Stage are the lowest level monks in the world of cultivation. They live a hard life and are fragile. They cannot bear many risks.

In the next few days, the casual cultivators Mo Hua knew and his former friends were all preparing to move to the city.

Mo Hua sighed.

It is estimated that the formation cannot be learned or built...

I guess I will have to move to the city as well.

Once we move to the city, we will probably say goodbye to Tongxian City forever. We will also say goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, as well as Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, who are friends of the same family...

Mo Hua was in a low mood.

In the evening, a guest suddenly came to the restaurant. This person was Master Luo.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Master Luo? Aren't you going to move to the city?"

Master Luo shook his head helplessly, "I want to move, but not to the south of Lizhou, but to the border of Sanpin Lanling State, north of Lizhou. I have old friends there, and many sects have asked me to be an elder. "

Mo Hua was stunned.

Master Luo explained to him:

"Not only me, but also the monks with status and status in Tongxian City will not move with the city to a bitter and cold place. Everyone has connections."

Master Luo handed an invitation to Mo Hua:

"Mr. Xiao Mo, you also have connections."