Mo Hua said: "I only draw formations, improve spiritual weapons, and hide behind the crowd. I don't know how to do it myself."

Mr. Xun still had concerns, "In the Demon Refining Mountain, the monsters are ferocious..."

"It's okay," Mo Hua raised his head and chest, and said proudly:

"Old sir, to be honest, I am actually a monster hunter. I have been dealing with monsters since I was a child. The experience of hunting monsters is passed down from my ancestors!"

Mr. Xun was stunned for a moment by what Mo Hua said.

What the hell...

Monster hunter?

He looked at the white and tender ink painting with thin arms and legs, but he didn't see at all that he looked like a "monster hunter".

"Feed the Demon Master" is pretty much the same.

Use yourself to feed the monsters...

Seeing that Mr. Xun didn't believe it, Mo Hua solemnly emphasized: "It's true!"

Old Mr.

It's a bit outrageous, it can't be fake.

"Okay." Mr. Xun sighed.

Mainly, he had no other formations to use to appease Mo Hua.

I have given all the formations of the seventeen lines that can be given, and I have learned all that I can learn in ink painting. The other ones either require high spiritual consciousness and cannot be learned in ink painting.

Or... those formations that cannot be transmitted externally at all.

After all, I have to find something for him to do.

Moreover, for things like formations, you really need to "learn and put them into practice". If you don't learn it and don't use it, you will be just like those old scholars and old antiques.

Mr. Xun suddenly remembered that that man had also discussed the formation with him and said something like:

When looking at formations and thinking about how to apply them, "applying what you have learned" is the key to formation formation.

"Learning" is the threshold for entering the Tao, and "application" is the foundation for practicing the Tao.

Apply what you learn to promote learning.

Learning and application complement each other, and knowledge and action are integrated.

Only in this way can we be impartial, persevere, and gain a glimpse of the most essential path of the formation...

Nowadays, these words are still in my ears, but the man with unparalleled talent and enviable talent is no longer there...

Old Mr.

"It's really a bit like..."

Mo Hua didn't think so much, but said with shining eyes:

"Thank you, old man!"

Mr. Xun nodded slightly, but still warned: "Be careful, remember to follow others, only study the formation, don't do it yourself."

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Hua agreed wholeheartedly, then bowed respectfully, stood up and left.

After Mo Hua left, Old Mr.

The Taoist boy took the order and went down.

After a while, a handsome, somewhat leisurely man wearing the Taixu Sect inner robe came over and saluted Mr. Xun:

"Ancestor."

Mr. Xun nodded slightly and asked, "Do you know Mo Hua?"

The man said respectfully: "I know you."

Mo Hua may not know him, but he knows Mo Hua.

With Mr. Xun's relationship, and the Taixu Clan being taught by all the elders, who could not recognize Mo Hua, who is closer than Mr. Xun is to his great-great-grandchildren?

Old Mr.

After speaking, Mr. Xun glanced at the man and said, "If he is missing a hair, you can kneel down in the ancestral hall for me."

The man was stunned for a moment, then his scalp went numb.

He only felt that a big trouble had fallen from the sky and landed on his head.

Moreover, this big trouble may turn into a "big black pot".

Seeing that there was no one around, the man lowered his voice and whispered a question that he had wanted to ask for a long time but had never dared to ask:

"Ancestor, this kid Mo Hua... won't have the same surname as me and his surname is 'Xun', right?"

Mr. Xun raised his head, glanced at him coldly, and said calmly:

"I can see that you are relatively free. After this is done, I will send you some more errands to give you more training..."

Mr. Xun said the word "tempering" with profound meaning.

The man suddenly felt as if he had eaten coptis, and his face turned bitter.

If I had known earlier, he would not have been such a mean-spirited person and would have asked more questions.

Can the errand assigned by the ancestor be easy to do? I'm afraid I will have to shed my skin even if I don't die...

Seeing that he was being honest, Mr.

The man sighed deeply and said helplessly:

"yes……"

He has now confirmed that the child's surname must not be "Xun".

Because people with the surname "Xun" don't get this treatment at all.

After the man retreated, Mr. Xun thought of another thing and couldn't help but think:

Born as a monster hunter?

How could he be a demon hunter?

Where can a demon hunter who is a casual cultivator learn formation techniques?

Mr. Xun frowned slightly.

Lizhou is far away from Qianzhou.

Mo Hua is just a casual practitioner.

Mr. Xun didn't bother to find out the details of the ink paintings before, and he didn't care at all.

A hero does not care about his origin.

Being able to enter the border of Qianxue State and worship at Taixu Gate is considered a destiny.

As long as Mo Hua has a good character, has talent, and can learn the formation well, it will be fine.

Old Mr.

But now, he was suddenly very curious.

What did this kid do growing up?

What exactly did you do to become a formation master and have such a profound foundation in the Five Elements Formation?

Mr. Xun thought for a moment, then called the Taoist boy and said in a deep voice:

"From the inner gate, call a disciple who knows the Thousand Miles Movement Technique to come over."

"Yes, ancestor."

The Taoist boy stepped back, and after a while, a disciple wearing a Taoist robe of an inner disciple, with a figure like the wind and a strong footwork came over.

"Ancestor!" The disciple bowed his hands in salute.

Old Mr.

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Chapter completed!