Chapter 224 Ten Thousand Houses of Fireworks


    Mo Shan nodded with a smile, "Yes."


    "Isn''t it very difficult to deal with monsters?"


    "It''s really hard to deal with. The monster beasts are very **** and thick in skin and flesh. Only five or six monks in the same realm can hunt a monster. To be safe, it''s best to have eight or nine."


    Bai Zisheng thought for a while and asked, "So you can kill monsters like this, by your own strength?"


    "Only by your own strength... I can''t kill monsters, it''s almost the same to be killed."


    Mo Hua said silently while gnawing on the chicken legs.


    Bai Zisheng was dissatisfied and glared at him gently.


    Mo Shan laughed, "It''s not possible now. If you have a high cultivation level in the future, you probably have great potential."


    Bai Zisheng was greatly encouraged.


    "Dad, it''s wrong to lie." Mo Hua said.


    Bai Zisheng was dissatisfied, "Uncle Mo is a demon hunter, so he must know better than you."


    He had asked Mo Hua before whether he could hunt monsters by himself.


    Mo Hua said that it was not possible, and Bai Zisheng was a little dissatisfied, but Mo Hua had fought with monsters, but he did not, so Mo Hua said that it was somewhat credible.


    But now Uncle Mo said he had great potential, and maybe he could really hunt monsters on his own in the future.


    After all, Uncle Mo is a real-life monster hunter. Mo Hua only relies on the formation and can only kill monsters by taking advantage of tricks.


    Mo Shan said again: "Even if you can really kill the monster with your own strength, it is better to find some companions and take care of each other. The monster is extremely cunning."


    Bai Zisheng nodded, "Don''t worry, Uncle Mo, I know what I know."


    He usually listens to ink paintings telling stories about monster hunting, including those who have personal experiences and those who have heard from others.


    There are many demon hunters in the story who lost their lives in vain because of accidental accidents. They were attacked by monsters, ambushed or deceived by deceiving death. So they have always taken it as a warning in their hearts.


    Then Bai Zisheng asked curiously again: "Is the inner mountain of Dahei Mountain much more dangerous than the outer mountain?"


    Ink painting has insufficient cultivation, and only has six levels of Qi refining, so it can only stay in the outer mountain. When it comes to Dahei Mountain, it is limited to the outer mountain.


    What monsters, miasma, mountain fog, dangerous land, etc. Bai Zisheng heard it a little thrillingly, but also a little curious. The outer mountain is like this, so what should the inner mountain be like?


    Mo Hua ate meat and listened carefully with his cheeks. He had never been to Inuishan, but he would go sooner or later.


    He only heard a few words from other demon hunters about Uchiyama, and he didn''t know much about it.


    Seeing that two pairs of black eyes were staring at him, Mo Shan sat down and said patiently:


    "The miasma, fog forest, poisonous swamp, etc. are also available in the outer mountains and the inner mountains. Moreover, the miasma is thicker, the fog is deeper, and the toxicity is heavier."


    "Most of the monsters in Uchiyama are in the late-stage first-grade stage and are extremely strong. If you are not lucky and you will encounter second-grade monsters, it will be a lifetime of death."


    Mo Hua asked, "Dad, have you ever encountered a second-grade monster?"


    Mo Shan nodded, "I saw it from a distance. The blood was strong and dyed the entire forest red. We were lucky, and discovered it early, and avoided it early. The monster seemed to be dozing off after eating, so we ignored us."


    Ink painting breathed a sigh of relief.


    Bai Zisheng asked, "Can you not kill the second-grade monster?"


    "It''s hard to kill." Mo Shan sighed, "At least five or six, and at most seven or eight foundation-building cultivators, it''s not that easy to get all of them."


    Mo Hua was a little worried, "Dad, will you encounter second-grade monsters in the future?"


    Mo Shan felt warm when he saw Mo Hua''s concerning gaze, and he smiled and said:


    "The inner mountain is very big and rarely touched. There are not many second-grade monsters, and they live in the huge inner mountain, so it is not easy to touch them."


    "And the blood energy of the second-grade monster is too strong, and you can find it at a distance. As long as you stay alert and avoid it in advance, you will generally not be in danger of life."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    Mo Shan continued: "In addition to the environment and monsters, the most dangerous thing in Inner Mountain is actually humans."


    Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng looked at each other and were both surprised.


    "Is it a demon hunter or another monk?" Mo Hua asked.


    "Everyone has monster hunters from other places who will deliberately **** prey, and there are some monks from other ways, all kinds of things and ulterior motives."


    Mo Hua said curiously: "Why haven''t I met these monks in the outer mountain?"


    Moshan smiled and explained: "Daheishan is very big, and the mountains are majestic and spread, and they also connect to other boundaries. Tongxiancheng is only a part of Daheishan..."


    "The outer mountains of Daheishan connect to the fairy city one after another, not to the outside world, but the inner mountains are different."


    "The mountain paths in the Neishan are more complex and well-connected. If monks from the southern border want to enter the city or borrow the road, they must pass through the Neishan."


    "The mountains inside are cold and secluded, and people''s hearts are suppressed, and they are prone to evil thoughts. They often have robbery, wealth, sex, and killing and robbing people and treasures. Then they destroy corpses and traces on the spot, without people knowing it, without ghosts." Mo Hua heard the heart chills.


    Monsters are dangerous, and people''s hearts are even more dangerous.


    The one who can eat people in this world may not be a demon, but may also be a human.


    Seeing that Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng''s faces were tight and their expressions were a little solemn, Mo Shan realized that it was not appropriate to talk about these topics on the festive days of the New Year. So he changed his mind and talked about some interesting things about hunting monsters.


    This is the first time Bai Zisheng has heard it, and he has listened with relish.


    The ink painting is not bad. He has heard some stories, but Bai Zisheng listened to him and the rest.


    But now he has entered Daheishan and knows what the hunting monster is like.


    These stories that once thought were interesting can now know the danger and unpredictability inside, and it sounds like a different feeling.


    Before we knew it, it was getting late, and Liu Ruhua kept them for dinner.


    Bai Zisheng was looking forward to it, but Aunt Xue tactfully said:


    "Thank you, Sister Liu, we have been disturbing for so long, and it''s time to go back."


    Liu Ruhua was not good to stay anymore, so He Mohua sent them to the door.


    Bai Zisheng was a little reluctant and didn''t want to go back.


    There is food, drink, stories, and people can chat here. When I go back, I can only practice and do boring homework.


    Bai Zixi couldn''t see her expression, but her eyes looked at her and showed a faint regret.


    Mo Hua himself is free and unrestrained. Although he has to practice and practice formations every day, he can play at any time when he wants to play. Unlike the Bai brother and sister, who have to do his homework according to regulations every day.


    Seeing that their expression was a little depressed, Mo Hua''s eyes were slightly bright, he invited:


    "Aunt Xue, there will be lanterns and fireworks on the fifteenth day. Let''s see them together."


    Aunt Xue smiled gently at Mo Hua, but still declined:


    "We appreciate your kindness, but we won''t watch the fireworks."


    Mo Hua smiled and said, "The fireworks are activated by the formation. The formations were drawn by me, so they look so beautiful."


    Aunt Xue was a little surprised, "You drew it?"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "It took me a lot of effort to draw it!"


    In fact, it didn''t take long, after all, it was just a fireworks formation, which was not too difficult.


    Aunt Xue saw Mo Hua''s confident look, couldn''t help laughing, pondering for a moment, and nodding:


    "Then let''s see when you set off fireworks."


    Bai Zisheng was overjoyed and looked gratefully at Mo Hua. Bai Zixi''s eyes when he looked at Mo Hua also shiny.


    On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, night has arrived, and lights are everywhere on the streets.


    Mo Hua checked the fireworks to regroup again and confirmed that there was no problem, then nodded.


    The fireworks complex array is a reorganized array composed of ordinary fireworks in parallel. It is less than one grade and does not have many patterns, so it is easy to draw ink.


    The fireworks regeneration array is drawn on both sides of the river embankment, and the riverside **** stones are used as the array medium. As long as the spirit stone is crushed and spiritual energy is injected, the formation can be activated and fired into the sky.


    The ink painting has no paper as a formation medium because the paper is a one-time. After the formation is activated, the array paper cannot carry the formation spiritual power and will be destroyed.


    As a formation medium, the formation can be operated many times.


    This not only will the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but also during festivals, you can activate the formation and fireworks to celebrate.


    Mo Hua went to find Elder Yu to reimburse the spirit stones used for the firework array.


    Because the formation is not complicated and the amount of spirit stones consumed is not much, Elder Yu happily agreed.


    In the hour and hour of Xu, the ink painting opened the formation.


    After that, Mo Hua ran to the stone bridge and watched the fireworks with her parents, Bai Zisheng, Bai Zixi and Aunt Xue.


    After the formation was opened, the formation pattern was activated after fifteen breaths.


    The colorful array patterns on both sides of the river embankment lit up one after another, and then condensed into colorful light, which suddenly rose and flew to the dark night sky, blooming dazzling fireworks, layer by layer, rising and falling, like thousands of trees and flowers, and the stars and rain.


    The dark night is like a base cloth, and fireworks bloom, like gorgeous embroidery, woven into a gorgeous and colorful beauty on the night sky.


    The sky is dazzling and beautiful.


    For a moment, countless monks looked up at the night sky, looked at the gorgeous fireworks, and watched the fireworks blooming, illuminating the streets and alleys of Tongxian City.


    (This chapter ends)