The hanging heart of the ink painting finally died peacefully.

He can only go through the back door.

Mr. Xun also fulfilled his promise and did not let him repeat the grade.

Although this decision broke the sect's rules, rules were meant to be broken, not to mention this was an ink painting.

He is the only formation leader in Taixu Sect so far.

Even if he didn't mention ink painting, Mr. Xun couldn't really let him repeat the grade.

After more than a month, it was time for the year-end assessment.

Mo Hua closed his eyes, kept calm, and passed the A-6-C exam, and then the year was over again.

Then comes the Chinese New Year.

This year, the treatment for Mo Hua is very grand.

The head of the Shangguan family, Wenren family, and the Gu family personally sent an invitation to Mo Hua to attend the annual banquet.

The invitation was handwritten by the heads of the three families and delivered to Taixu Gate by Wen Renwan.

Because of the ink painting, Wen Renwan's status in the Taixu Sect has also risen sharply. When all the elders saw Wen Renwan, they were as friendly and enthusiastic as if they had met the "Guanyin with Treasures".

The Taixu Sect even made an exception and gave her the status of "elder guest".

Of course, it's just status, no real power, and no need to work hard.

But this is the "Taixu Sect" after the merger of the three sects. Although its ranking is not too high, its power has more than doubled.

This noble "identity" is extremely precious.

Therefore, it is much more convenient for people to hear Wan and enter Taixu Gate.

She handed the gold-plated and jade-inlaid, exquisite and expensive invitation to Mo Hua, and said:

"Don't take it to heart. Go when you have time. If you really don't have time, don't force yourself to socialize. This kind of New Year's banquet is quite boring."

Although she was born into a well-known family and married into the Shangguan family, she still had a deep friendship with the Gu family.

But Wen Renwan also knew very well that the aristocratic family was weak in human relations, a vanity fair filled with materialistic desires and intrigues.

She didn't want her ink paintings to be contaminated with these too early.

I don’t want these things to affect my practice of ink painting and learning formations.

Mo Hua considered it for a moment and asked, "How many delicious things are there?"

Wen Renwan was startled, then pursed his lips and smiled:

"This is the annual banquet of three families. The lavishness is bigger than before, the guests are more distinguished, and there is so much delicious food to eat..."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Then I'll go."

Wen Renwan smiled and said, "Okay."

…

During the Chinese New Year, Mo Hua went to Gu's family to attend the New Year's banquet.

Mr. Xun also agreed to this matter.

He didn't let Mo Hua show his face too much to avoid being plotted against.

But the Gu family is different. The Gu family is Qingliu, and their friendship with Mo Hua is relatively deep.

Shangguan family and Wenren family also have some connection with ink painting.

You can attend this annual banquet.

Let Mo Hua have a proper experience of the treatment he should receive from the leader of the Formation Dao who is a leader of Qianxuezhoujie and has suppressed countless talented disciples.

As for the Gu family, they are indeed very enthusiastic about ink painting.

In the past, when Mo Hua went to have dinner, he always sat at the same table as Aunt Wan, sitting slightly on the edge of the banquet.

Now, he still sits at the same table as Aunt Wan and Yu'er.

But this time, he was already next to the head of the Gu family.

Even during the dinner, Gu Shouyan, the usually serious and rigid head of the Gu family, would smile at Mo Hua and ask him pleasantly what he wanted to eat.

The head of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Ce, and the head of the Wenren family, Wenren Jingxuan, were also sitting not far away, on seats slightly higher than Mo Hua.

Whenever he had time during the dinner, he would chat with Mo Hua.

The topics discussed were obviously carefully considered.

We often chat for a few words, and then we talk about formations, and then we praise the ink painting. He has extraordinary qualifications and profound knowledge in formations, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future.

They are both heads of the family, and they are all human beings. They want to deliberately "please" a young disciple with their words. Their speaking skills are really superb.

It was a gentle breeze and drizzle, and there was no water leakage.

It neither loses its identity nor appears obtrusive, but also reveals the meticulous care of moisturizing everything.

Even the ink painting was in a good mood, and I ate several more chicken legs.

Wenren Wan smiled with his eyebrows.

Yu'er was also very happy. She followed Mo Hua's side and followed suit, holding the chicken drumsticks in her hands and chewing them.

Now no one dares to pick on him anymore.

No one dares to say that Yu'er's studies are "bad" anymore - because the person he studies from is the leader of the Qianxue State Boundary Discussion Conference and Formation Competition.

As long as you are an absolute genius, everything you do is right.

In this way, the guests and hosts enjoyed this dinner.

On the other hand, under the ink painting, there is an elder Shangguan who is obviously of high status. His face is ugly from beginning to end, almost the same color as the pig knuckles on the table.

Mo Hua quietly asked the elder's name from Wen Renwan:

Shangguanwang.

"Shangguan Wang..."

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and silently wrote down the name.

…

After the New Year's banquet, Mo Hua was full again, and then walked around in the Gu family's backyard to eat as usual.

As expected, there were many elders rushing to give gifts to Mo Hua.

They are all gifts that are not too expensive, but full of heartfelt feelings.

Mo Hua said, "That's so embarrassing," but in the end, "it's hard to refuse such kindness" and accepted them all one by one.

As he walked, Mo Hua thought of Gu Changhuai.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, I didn't seem to see much of Uncle Gu's people.

Mo Hua thought for a while and then found the study room. As expected, he saw Gu Changhuai alone, sitting at the desk, still reading the jade slips.

Gu Changhuai was a little surprised when he saw Mo Hua, "You are actually free and running around?"

The Gu family's annual banquet was basically held for Mo Hua.

The heads of the Shangguan and Wenren families are also drunkards who don't care about drinking. They want to establish some friendship with Mo Hua in advance and form a good relationship.

But Mo Hua said casually: "I just want to make a living."

He glanced at the jade slips in front of Gu Changhuai's desk and asked curiously: "Is Daotingsi very busy recently?"

"It's okay..." Gu Changhuai said perfunctorily.

Mo Hua didn’t believe it.

One look at Uncle Gu's expression and you can tell that he must be hiding something.

Moreover, they are still busy during the New Year banquet, so there must be something important.

Mo Hua asked: "Are there any other cases recently?"

Gu Changhuai didn't want to say anything, and wanted to prevaricate a few words, but suddenly he thought that ink painting is no longer what it used to be.

Mo Hua already knows a lot about many things, maybe even more than he does.

And with his curious temperament and habit of inquiring...

Gu Changhuai had a headache.

After a while, he sighed, looked around, closed the doors and windows, and sealed the formation to make sure the secret would not be leaked, and then he said solemnly:

"There is another case of genocide, and this time, the action is faster and the killing is more decisive. Daotingsi has investigated...it is the work of the organized Demon Sect."

"Demon Sect?"

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed.
Chapter completed!