Chapter 6 Spirit Stone


    Mo Hua thought about it for a while in the house, and after Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua finished talking, they changed into homely clothes. Then they pretended not to know anything and walked out of the house happily.


    The family of three was having a meal. Mo Shan had already eaten, so Mo Hua pestered him about the interesting things about hunting monsters.


    Mo Shan picked and said something, "What are the one-eyed wolf, two-headed tiger, and three-legged wild boar."


    Some teams hunted an adult monster, but failed to take the demon pill, and peeled away some worthless fur. Finally, they realized it and went back. The demon pill had been taken away by someone else. The captain regretted it very much and vomited blood and fainted.


    Someone caught a strange beast with ancient bloodline and was directly bought by the sect at a high price. Since then, he has no worries about food and clothing, but one day, others have disappeared...


    The ink paintings were listened to with relish and knew that there must be bloody, dangerous and cruel things in these stories, but my father deliberately omitted them and said nothing.


    Parents always don’t want their children to know the cruel reality and have a simple and happy childhood.


    After listening to the story, three little heads poked out of the gate, looking into the house with black eyes. Seeing Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua at home, they stood together and greeted him:


    "Hello Uncle Mo, hello Aunt Liu!"


    The three children have the surname Meng, who live on the same street, and their family also makes a living by hunting monsters.


    The elders of the Meng family have a friendship with Moshan and live close to each other, so Mohua has played with them since she was a child. Their three names are similar. According to the order of birth, they are called Meng Dahu, Meng Shuanghu and Meng Xiaohu respectively.


    Among the monsters near Tongxian City, tiger-like monsters are the most powerful ones. The name of the child is "tiger", and I hope that they will have the strength and majesty of tigers in the future.


    The three children are indeed as their name suggests, and they look like a treacherous.


    Mo Hua is the youngest and weak and sickly when he was born. Mo Shan felt that he was unlikely to be like a tiger when he grew up. When he saw that he was beautiful and fair-looking, he looked like a white porcelain doll, so he took the word "无" from his wife Liu Ruhua''s name, called Mo Hua.


    Liu Ruhua saw three children and took a bun for each of them. The three children said they didn''t want it, but their hands couldn''t help but stretched out, put the bun in their mouths, and bulged their cheeks and said, "Thank you, Aunt Liu!"


    Liu Ruhua''s cooking skills are the best in this neighborhood, and the three children are envious of ink paintings.


    Mo Shan waved his hand, "You guys go play together, remember to come back for lunch!"


    Mo Hua and the three children nodded and agreed, and ran out of the door in a flash.


    Among the three children of the Meng family, Big Tiger is honest and smart, while Xiao Tiger is a chatterbox. All three are older than ink paintings and taller than ink paintings. They usually play with ink paintings.


    The three of them talked nonstop along the way, wherever they danced dragon lanterns, wherever they set off fireworks, wherever they were crowded, wherever they were dancing with flowers and girls...


    But I have said too much and don’t know where to play.


    The last few people discussed, the adults chose, the children wanted all the children, and they all went there!


    The year is approaching, and the disciples who entered the sect to study are on vacation, and the monks who make a living are coming home. Tongxian City is much more lively than usual, and the crowds on the streets are also much denser.


    Some physical practitioners in the Qi Refining Stage show off their martial arts, dance swords and guns, while spiritual practitioners use some useless but fancy spells, which makes the children envious and amazed;


    Those who know how to refine the machine make some small toys, wooden rabbits, puppies, kittens, etc. that run on the ground with just a little spiritual power, and other various things that are dazzling.


    Big Hu, Shuanghu and Xiaohu had a lot of fun playing, and they felt everything fresh and screamed excitedly. Mo Hua was playing and watching, but he was paying attention to the ways to earn spirit stones on the street.


    After looking at it, I finally found that people have basically done things that can earn spirit stones, and those things that no one has done are not capable of ink painting now.


    Looking at the group of monks performing and shouting **** the street, Mo Hua sighed in her heart that making a living is indeed not an easy task.


    Shuanghu was not very happy to see the ink painting, so he asked, "Ink painting, do you have any worries?"


    When Dahu heard this, he immediately said, "Is anyone bullying you? I''ll beat him up!"


    Xiaohu also nodded repeatedly, "Beat him! Beat him!"


    The elders of the Meng family have advised them to take care of the weak and sickly ink paintings since childhood. In addition, Liu Ruhua made delicious food, and she would specially leave one for the three children.


    The three children are both kind and loyal. Whenever someone wants to bully Mo Hua, they roll up their sleeves without saying a word and start fighting with others.


    Ink painting is recognized as the smartest among neighborhood cultivators. Sometimes, if they don’t understand, they will come to ask about ink painting, so the relationship between several children is very good.


    Mo Hua saw that they were eager to try and wanted to fight with someone, and he was a little amused and said:


    "No one bullies me. I''m wondering if I can earn some spirit stones."


    The three of them were worried, and they didn''t know much.


    They can help when fighting, but they can’t make any help when earning spirit stones.


    Mo Hua''s heart moved and asked again:


    "Then do you know how the formation master earns spirit stones?"


    The world of Taoism is vast and boundless. Ink painting only practices and draws formations every day. The things you come into contact with are limited, and many things are unaware of. He only knew that becoming a formation master would not have to worry about food and clothing, but he really didn''t know how ordinary formation masters, especially low-level apprentices, earn spirit stones.


    Dahu and the other three often play around, maybe they know something that they don’t know about ink painting.


    Dahu thought about it, shook his head and said, "The assessment of the formation master''s fixed-grade grade is very difficult. There is no first-grade formation master in our neighborhood, so I don''t know much..."


    "Don''t talk about our neighbors, even in the entire Tongxian City, there are not many formation masters, and even fewer ones can truly become first-grade formation masters through the fixed grade. A distant uncle from our Meng family studies formations every day, but has not been admitted to first-grade formation masters for twenty years..." Xiaohu shook his head and said astonished.


    "You heard it wrong. Uncle Meng is just an apprentice in formation. He wants to be a formation master and be a master. He is good at learning formations, but if others ask him questions, he can''t answer them, others will confiscate him."


    Shuanghu curled his lips and counted:


    "Apprentice, ordinary formation master, first-grade formation master... Uncle Meng is not going to the fixed grade, but the one who can go to the fixed grade is already a well-known formation master. He is still a thousand miles away from the fixed grade!"


    Mo Hua said curiously: "Then what did he make a living?"


    "I heard that I was helping the merchant draw some simple formations, then earn some spirit stones, then use the spirit stones to buy pens and ink, then practice the formations, and then I can''t worship the master, so I help the merchant draw the formations..."


    “Is the business company?”


    "Yes, I heard that even if you can''t be a top-grade formation master, you can''t become a first-grade formation master. You can still earn a lot of spirit stones if you don''t have to worry about food and drink."


    Shuanghu said, and then asked Mo Hua said:


    "Mo Hua, do you want to be a formation master?"


    "Well," Mo Hua didn''t hide it, "My physique is too weak, I''m afraid I can''t be a demon hunter. I was slapped in the claws of the monsters, and I guess half of my life will be gone. I always have to find a way to make a living. But now I''m talking about this, so I''ll see if I can make some spirit stones first. If I can make money, I''ll treat you to pastries!"


    When Dahu and the other two heard this, they were all happy.


    "Okay, OK!"


    "You are so smart, you will definitely earn spirit stones and you will be a formation master in the future!"


    “Pastry, pastry!”


    Children from ordinary casual cultivators rarely get any ordinary pastries on the roadside.


    The few people walked around again, except for the charming little girl, they didn''t see the others. They walked around and went home for dinner almost noon.


    After lunch, Mo Hua told her parents to go out to play, and then she went to the North Street of Tongxian City alone.


    The North Street of Tongxian City is bustling and the South Street is bustling.


    There are many Fangshi in South Street, which are mainly hawker stalls, while there are many commercial stores in North Street. There are all kinds of spiritual talisman tools, and the things sold are more formal, with better quality, and of course more expensive.


    But Mo Hua was not here to buy things, and he didn''t have that spirit stone.


    Mo Hua walked from the street to the end of the street, looked at all the business stores, and then found a business store with a formation hanging outside, but the storefront was relatively shabby, the simplest, and the most quiet business, and walked in.


    (This chapter ends)