After saying goodbye to Master Luo, Mo Hua felt relieved.

Cultivation makes monks powerful, but they are not prone to production, so that more monks cannot be enriched.

Only formations can make the casual cultivators live better.

Among the casual cultivators in Tongxian City, only Mo Hua knows the formation. Once he leaves, no one draws the formation for the casual cultivator. In a few years or more than ten years, the life of the casual cultivator may return to difficulties.

Self-reliance and adequate food and clothing.

Only among the casual cultivators, more formation masters who know how to form are.

These formation masters are also determined to learn formations and benefit the casual cultivators.

This is the only way to truly improve the situation of casual cultivators.

No matter how powerful the ink painting formation is, it is just a person and can only change for a while.

However, the inheritance of the formation can be inherited by many people.

It has been passed down from generation to generation and changes the life of casual cultivators for a long time.

After Mo Hua didn't want to leave, Tongxian City returned to the previous situation of "the unrestrained cultivator without formation masters". He hoped that when he came back, more unrestrained cultivators could learn formations and everyone could live a better life.

After the formation inheritance is resolved, Mo Hua has to say goodbye to many acquaintances.

First of all, Commander Yang.

The mission of the Dao Bingsi was completed and the great demon was killed, so it was time for him to go back and hand in the office.

Before leaving, Commander Yang patted Mo Hua's shoulders and repeatedly told him:

"If you want to join the Dao Bingsi, you must come to me. No matter what happens, our Yang family will protect you!"

"If you don't want to enter the Taoist military command, you must be firm in your heart and act cautiously, don't go astray, and don't fall into the devil's path..."

Commander Yang has seen and experienced the horror of the Five Elements Demon Demon Array at close range and personally.

He had never seen a powerful killing formation in his life.

Not to mention the terrifying vision that the formation behind itself destroyed and the spiritual power changed.

The formation master may not have strong personal abilities, but once he draws a formation and builds a large formation, he can truly master the power of changing the world or destroying the world.

He didn't understand this deeply until he saw Mo Hua.

I saw the killing formation under the Mo canvas, and the killing power generated by the Mohua self-destruction formation.

Commander Yang truly realized the power and terror of the formation master.

Therefore, he was really afraid of making mistakes in the ink painting.

He is only thirteen years old now, and he can build a large formation with his own strength and trap Feng Shi.

In time, the formation level will be of no idea.

If you really go on the evil path and build a large formation to massacre monks, it will inevitably be a catastrophe of a city, a world, or even a state.

Commander Yang was afraid of seeing that scene, and he couldn't bear to face Mo Hua's sword.

Mo Hua comforted him and said, "Uncle Yang, don't worry, I am a serious monk and I will not do such bad things."

Things in the world are changing, but who can tell the future exactly?

Commander Yang was still worried, but he had no choice but to complete his mission and he had to leave at this time.

Before leaving, he also went to the restaurant of the Ink Painter and packed more than 50 kilograms of beef to take it away.

This is the first time he ate this beef. He went to the ink painter to taste it once, and since then he has been thinking about it, so he bought a lot before leaving and kept it for wine on the way.

Afterwards, the Taoist soldiers set out and Commander Yang left along Daheishan.

Mo Hua waved his little hand and said goodbye to Commander Yang.

After Commander Yang left, Zhang Lan found Mo Hua and said that he was leaving too.

Mo Hua asked, "Is it because the foundation building was successful, so I have to go back to the family?"

Zhang Lan sighed, looking lonely, "Yes."

Mo Hua patted his shoulder and comforted him:

"It's just a blind date when I go back, there's no need to resist it. If I meet a suitable one, it's a fate."

Zhang Lan's face turned black again, "What nonsense? How old are you? Is this appropriate to say?"

Mo Hua said seriously: "Although I am not old, I have heard a lot of things."

When he has time, he often goes to Fushen Building to find An Xiaofu to play.

An Xiaofu likes to listen to gossip, and then adds some more trouble and makes up some stories, asking the storyteller to say in the dining room that the diners are full and the tables are full, which is very popular.

I also heard a lot of ink paintings.

His favorite stories of killing demons or ridiculous stories.

The marriage-like script is not very suitable for the taste of ink paintings, but he is not picky about food, so he just listens to some.

In the story, children from aristocratic families like Zhang Lan were reluctant to go on blind dates, but they reluctantly went to see each other once. Seeing that the girl was pretty, she went to chase people with a shame...

Mo Hua felt that Zhang Lan looked like a person who could do such a thing.

Zhang Lan felt a headache when she heard this.

"You're a storytelling book, you can't take it seriously."

Mo Hua Zhenzhen said, "'When it is true, it is also false', how do you know that what is said in the book is not the real thing?"

"Okay..." Zhang Lan said helplessly.

Mo Hua is very smart, but he really can't say anything about him.

However, thinking that once you leave Tongxian City, there may be no interesting child like Mo Hua will quarrel with him, and Zhang Lan feels a little disappointed again.

Mo Hua comforted him: "There will be a meeting in the mountains and rivers, and we will probably meet them."

Zhang Lan thought about it and nodded, "It's right. If you have the fate in the future, you can still see you again."

"If you pass through Kanzhou and arrive at the Zhang family's territory in the future, you must come to your door and report my name. I will do my best to treat you well as a landlord."

Zhang Lan's expression was flying and he said confidently.

Mo Hua whispered: "Uncle Zhang, do you have a high status in the clan?"

"It's okay." Zhang Lan didn't say it carefully, but said, "As long as you come, you will definitely not treat you badly. I'll treat you with delicious food."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he quickly agreed, "Okay!"

Seeing this, Zhang Lan couldn't help but smile, and then he suddenly remembered something and said in a low voice:

"There is the most important thing..."

The ink painting looked slightly stunned.

"Surfing steps..." Zhang Lan reminded.

Then he understood and said seriously:

"You didn't teach me about Shuibu. Uncle Zhang, don't worry, no matter what, I will not give you..."

Zhang Lan's expression was complicated.

Ink paintings are naturally a good thing to keep their mouths tight.

But you use the word "offer" as if we are colluding with each other and doing bad things...

Zhang Lan wants to hand over with Daotingsi, and it will take about two months to wait.

During this period, he had time and would come to Mo Hua to drink and chat.

There are words and laughter, but there is already a faint atmosphere of parting.

...

In addition, Mo Hua took time and went to see Mo to manage.

Mo Hua earned the first spiritual stone from the Mo Manager's office through drawing formations, and also took the first step to becoming a formation master.

If Mo had not managed Mo, Teacher Yan might not have discovered his talent in the formation, nor would he introduce him to Mr. Zhuang, nor would he become Mr. Zhuang's registered disciple, and now he would not have been appointed as Mr. Zhuang as his teacher.

Manager Mo's business has improved a lot.

The old plaque is used in front of the door or the three words "Youyuanzhai", but the entire door and the decoration inside are completely renewed.

Manager Mo looked more energetic.

When he saw the ink painting, he was both surprised and happy. He quickly welcomed the ink painting into the house and poured a cup of tea for the ink painting.

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite."

"You are a distinguished guest now, so you must have the etiquette you should have."

Manager Mo looked at Mo Hua sitting and drinking tea, and felt emotion in his heart.

The young monk who used to pretend to be his brother and draw formations to earn spirit stones is now a famous formation master.
To be continued...