Chapter 76 Zhang Lan


    As long as you are not asked by ink paintings, there is nothing to be afraid of.


    The man in green became calm again and secretly swore in his heart that he would never show off his own thing next time.


    Especially the young monk who looks cute and well-behaved and holds a book in his hand, before showing off, at least he must first see clearly what book he is holding.


    "Uncle, are you a formation master?" Mo Hua couldn''t help asking.


    "No, why are you a formation master when you have nothing to do?" the man shook his head.


    "You are not a formation master, you know so much. You are so awesome." Mo Hua praised sincerely.


    "It''s okay, these things are very simple, they are nothing." The man in green said with a little guilty conscience.


    "Then can I ask you something in the future?" Mo Hua said.


    "no!"


    The man was panicked and blurted out his words of refusal. Then he felt that it was inappropriate and explained earnestly:


    "Uncle, I am also very busy, and I don''t have time. Moreover, practicing Taoism has always focused on inheritance. Taoism cannot be easily passed on. You and I are not close to each other. I am not convenient to say more about these knowledge on formations..."


    "Besides, I may not be able to answer..."


    The man added silently in his heart.


    Mo Hua was a little disappointed, but he could also ask the Bai brothers and sisters and Mr. Zhuang, so he didn''t care much.


    Mo Hua opens "The First Interpretation of the Restoration of the Formation" and continues to read the following content.


    The man in green was a little afraid that Mo Hua would ask him if he didn''t understand, so he said nothing, "Where is your father?"


    "I went up the mountain to hunt demons."


    "Hunting demons? How many monks are living by hunting demons nearby?"


    "Yes, the land here is not fertile, there are not many products, and only monsters are rampant, so most monks make a living by hunting monsters." Mo Hua said, and then said curiously: "Uncle, what are you doing?"


    "I''m working in Daotingsi." The man replied.


    Mo Hua grew up her mouth and turned out to be Dao Tingsi...


    The Dao Court unified the Jiuzhou and was the largest force in the cultivation world. It was a bit similar to the court in the feudal dynasty. It had the most powerful power. The most powerful monks in the Jiuzhou were also gathered in the Dao Court.


    The Dao Ting is located in the center of the Jiuzhou Province, which is the center of the cultivation world. The other states are divided into Dao Ting Departments to manage specific things, including spiritual stone taxation, civil engineering and water conservancy, Taoist cultivation and all industries, and law and criminal prisons.


    In other words, it is "iron rice bowl" and "eat imperial grain"!


    Needless to say, the status of the Daoting monk is, even if he only serves in the Daoting minister under his jurisdiction, it is something that many monks dream of for their whole lives.


    The surprised look of the man enjoyed a lot and realized that he had saved some of his face.


    "Then are you lazy when you come here to drink?" Mo Hua asked curiously.


    The man in green corrected: "This is called understanding the humanities, geography and monk customs of the state."


    "Oh," Mo Hua looked a little perfunctory, obviously not believing it. "Aren''t you afraid that Daotingsi''s chief officer will blame you?"


    The man chuckled, "It''s okay, I don''t think he heard it."


    Mo Hua nodded, "I understand."


    "What do you understand?" the man said curiously.


    Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "If I guess correctly, you are a disciple of the family."


    The man raised his eyebrows, Mo Hua continued, "I guess the family is not small. When I arrived at Tongxian City, I either made a mistake and was sent out or sent to our small place to experience it. I will go back after a while."


    The man said in surprise, "Can you see this?"


    Mo Hua curled his lips and pointed to the nearby diners and said, "There are many diners here. When you are having a meal and joining in the fun, you can talk about any kind of gossip. The children of the family can get here, but there are only a few things to say."


    The man in green glanced at Mo Hua, "I didn''t expect you to be quite clever."


    Mo Hua chuckled, then asked in a low voice: "What mistake did you make and was driven out of the clan?"


    "What nonsense!"


    The man was a little annoyed.


    "What''s that?" Mo Hua asked. The man sighed and said with a pretentious eloquence:


    "I don''t hide it from you. I just have a better family background, a higher talent, and a more handsome appearance. Some women from famous families met me and secretly agreed that they would marry me as a Taoist partner. I was annoyed, so I came out to hide and wanted to be quiet..."


    Mo Hua looked at him with a suspicion.


    "Don''t you believe it?"


    "I don''t believe it." Mo Hua nodded.


    “Where don’t believe it?”


    "When you see you, I secretly promised it. The storytellers on the streets don''t write such a naive word, and they can''t deceive anyone. Erhu''s father was deceived by a woman like this, but he ended up abandoning his wife and children and being cut off his waist. He didn''t know where he was buried."


    The man in green: “…”


    "So if a woman tells you that she will secretly agree with her eyes when she looks at you, then she must be lying to you, and you have to be careful."


    The man in blue looked dull.


    "But there is another possibility." Mo Hua said.


    "What''s the possibility?" the man couldn''t help asking.


    "It''s just that you give up on others'' feelings, and then you don''t want to marry someone responsible, so you run out and hide..."


    The man almost vomited an old blood, "What''s the beginning and end? What''s the play with feelings? How old are you? What''s the stuff in your little head?"


    "Although I have experienced less, I have read many stories." Mo Hua said with a clear conscience, "The world of cultivation is dangerous. If you know more, you will not be easily deceived in the future."


    The man was both angry and funny, "You little kid, you are really interesting."


    Mo Hua looked serious, "Uncle, I''m doing this for your own good. As the saying goes, I''ll listen to people''s advice to have a full meal."


    Zhang Lan felt mixed feelings and didn''t know what to say for a moment. After a while, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, what''s your name?"


    “Ink painting.”


    "Ink Painting?" The man looked at the white little face and pretty eyebrows of Mohua, and felt that he was as good as his name.


    "Uncle, what''s your name?" Mo Hua also asked.


    "Zhang Lan."


    "Scum?" The ink painting repeated.


    Zhang Lan choked in her mouth with a sip of wine, coughed for a long time, and then he corrected with gritted teeth:


    "Zhang! Lan! Zhang, who changed his course, turned the tide! He is not a scumbag!"


    "No, it''s not right? Why do you do so loudly?" Mo Hua murmured.


    Zhang Lan felt that she was really confused. She was competing with a child. She took out a jade pendant from the storage bag and threw it to the ink painting, "I gave it to you."


    Mo Hua shook his head, "I can''t accept your reward without any merits, I can''t ask for your things."


    "You invite me to drink, I''ll give you a jade pendant. Keep it, I''ll come to play with you next time."


    Zhang Lan waved his hand and was about to leave, and suddenly turned around and asked, "I''ll confirm, what are you doing to cultivate?"


    “The fourth level of Qi refining!”


    Ink paintings are still a bit proud.


    Is there only the fourth level of Qi Refining?


    Zhang Lan sighed.


    Thinking of the resumption of the formation just now, forget it, the head hurts when I think about it, Zhang Lan waved his hand and left like a fleeing.


    (This chapter ends)