Chapter 238 Resettlement
Mo Hua asked Ji Qingbai, "Uncle Ji, do you have a place to stay?"
Ji Qingbai had just come to his senses, but his heart still couldn''t calm down for a long time.
He only heard people say that Tongxian City is different from the past and is growing more and more prosperous, but he did not expect that it would flourish to this extent.
I was both shocked and envious.
After hearing the words of Mo Hua, Ji Qingbai was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and said:
"There is an old senior who is a family friend of my father, so he can stay there for the time being."
Mo Hua nodded, "If there is any difficulty, you can go find my father."
Ji Qingbai looked grateful, "Thank you for your care along the way."
"Nothing." Mo Hua said.
He was just scaring people, leading the way, and it was just a matter of raising hands, and it didn''t take much effort.
Everyone is safe and sound.
The young female cultivator named Fu Lan took the pill and her injuries were healed a little. Although her face was as white as paper and she was unable to move, she still saluted Mo Hua and said gratefully:
“Thank you little brother!”
Mo Hua saw that although she was a woman, she was lonely and had a lot of twists and turns and was seriously injured, she still looked firm and secretly admired her, and said:
"Sister, do you know how to cook?"
Mo Hua asked clearly, and Fu Lan was stunned for a moment. It took a long time to come back to her senses and said:
"My mother opens a store to sell tofu, and I can also make some meals."
Tofu!
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and she said, "Then your injury is healed. If you have nothing to do, you can go to Fushen Building on the south side of the street to make some tofu and earn some spirit stones."
Fu Lan was slightly stunned, her heart warmed up, and she said softly: "Thank you, it''s just that Fushen Building is a kitchen building. It''s a big family and a big business, so she may not be willing to take it in."
"It''s okay." Mo Hua said confidently, "Just report my name."
After all, half of Fushen Building belongs to him.
Mo Hua spoke a lot, and Fu Lan was also stunned.
Mo Hua didn''t say anything anymore and waved goodbye to them.
They are working hard and their injuries have not healed. The most urgent thing is to find a place to stay.
After saying goodbye, Mo Hua and Yu Chengwu walked side by side and walked towards the city.
After walking for a while, Yu Chengwu frowned and said, "What are you doing with me?"
"I didn''t follow you, I just went to find Elder Yu."
Yu Chengwu was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, no.
It’s okay if Mo Hua is familiar with those demon hunters, but he won’t really be familiar with his father.
But Mo Hua really walked with him all the way and went to Elder Yu''s house.
Yu Chengwu pushed open the door, and Mo Hua followed him in, as if he had entered his own yard, very familiar and not restrained at all.
Elder Yu was drinking tea in the living room. When he saw the two of them, his eyes lit up and he came out.
After more than a year, Yu Chengwu felt a little ups and downs when he saw his father. He was about to meet him, but he saw his father, Elder Yu, crossing him directly and chatting with Mo Hua.
"Ink painting, is there anything wrong?"
Mo Hua nodded, "It''s something wrong..."
Mo Hua told me what I encountered on the road.
There are more and more foreign monks, and they are unidentified and cannot be controlled. The danger of hunting demons is greater.
Fortunately, they dare not attack the local demon hunter.
But if this continues, disputes and troubles are inevitable.
There are more and more things like robbing prey and killing people and robbing people in the future.
The more disputes there are, the more it affects the ink paintings that draw blood and accumulate spiritual ink.
If you have less spiritual ink, you will draw less formations. The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting will increase a little slower, which will also delay his foundation building progress.
Elder Yu nodded, "I have heard of this before and have also talked with the Daotingsi''s chief officer. After a while, I should think of a way to solve it..."
Mo Hua talked to Elder Yu for a long time, and after receiving Elder Yu''s reply, he said goodbye and left.
Elder Yu personally delivered the Mo Hua to the door and told him to "be careful on the road."
Yu Chengwu, who had been standing by the side for a long time, finally couldn''t help saying, "Dad, I''m back!"
Elder Yu glanced at him and frowned and said, "I''m back when I''m back, I''m not missing me."
Yu Chengwu couldn''t speak anymore.
After a moment, he whispered, "Dad, I am your son."
Elder Yu glared at his eyes and immediately cursed: "What nonsense is that you are not my son, can you still pick it up?"
Yu Chengwu thought of the kindness he was when he was talking to Mo Hua just now, and compared his current attitude, he felt a little tired.
But he also breathed a sigh of relief.
This irritable temper and this swearing tone are familiar and kind. It is indeed his father, and he is not dreaming.
"I finally got home."
Yu Chengwu sighed in his heart. Mo Hua went to the Nancheng weapon refining shop and found Master Chen who was scribing the iron, and said, "Master Chen, please refine a spiritual weapon for me."
"Have you thought about what kind of spiritual weapon to use?"
"Um."
Master Chen''s knife was halfway through, and asked Dazhu to take over. He walked aside, took a sip of water, and asked Mo Hua: "What do you want to practice?"
Mo Hua gestured with her hands, "Such a long mace!"
Master Chen choked and couldn''t help asking, "What do you want to do with a mace?"
"The mace is easy to use. It can be used to hit sticks, and it has no blade and will not hurt yourself."
Mo Hua has already thought about it. If he chooses a knife or a sword, he will not be able to do it and he will not be able to do it. If he accidentally cuts himself, he will lose a lot.
Sticks and the like happen to be just right. Even if you miss it and hit yourself, it’s no big deal.
"By the way, there can''t be any wolf teeth on the mace," Mo Hua added.
The wolf''s teeth are sharp and dangerous.
"If you don''t have wolf teeth, are you still called a wolf teeth mace?" Master Chen was stunned.
"Then it''s not called the mace, I''ll get a new name." Mo Hua said.
"Okay, anyway, you use it, whatever you say is what you say." Master Chen said, and then he was a little worried, "The mace is very heavy, can you make it move?"
"Don''t be very heavy, just be strong and durable."
"Then what a wolf... what''s the point? What''s the use of refining it?" Master Chen said in confusion.
It has no wolf teeth and is not heavy. If it hits people, isn’t it scratching them?
Mo Hua said: "I just need to draw a formation."
Formation?
Master Chen understood that ordinary sticks may be useless, and drawing formations should be different.
"Just have an idea."
Master Chen nodded. He didn''t ask about the formation, and he didn''t understand it very much after asking.
"I have some stick refining recipes here. You can check it out and see if there is any suitable one. Choose one as a model and I will change it according to your idea."
"Thank you, Master Chen!"
Mo Hua took the refining score and looked through it one by one, and then found a spiritual weapon that was about four or five feet long, forged in fine iron, with a moderate length and not too heavy.
"That''s it. You have to remove the nails on it."
Ink painting showed it to Master Chen, took out another piece of paper, drew a sketch, and marked several positions on the picture, saying:
"I''m going to draw formations in these places."
Master Chen took a rough look and nodded, "No problem, let''s go in five or six days, you can get it."
"Okay!" Mo Hua said happily.
After Mo Hua returned home, he told Mo Shan about Ji Qingbai.
Mo Shan couldn''t help but sigh and shook his head, "I didn''t expect that the situation of the casual cultivator in Qingxuan City was so bad."
Mo Hua asked, "Will all the casual cultivators in the world be bullied by their family?"
"Even if you are not bullied by the family, there are still sects and Daotingsi."
"Is it because the scattered cultivators are too weak?"
Mo Shan nodded and said, "Yes, power bullies the weak. This is human nature. Moreover, some families or sects compete with casual cultivators for profit and exploit them. Only when they have interests can they grow stronger with interests."
"Many benefits in this world were not created out of thin air, but were concentrated from some monks to another monk."
Mo Hua nodded as if she had some understanding.
?It has been ten thousand yuan for a month, and the badge has been mixed up, so it will take a while to wait.
??It is indeed a bit tiring to have ten thousand words every day.
??The current progress of the plot is only beginning.
??Tongxian City is just the tip of the iceberg of the huge cultivation world, and there are many characters, plots and settings behind it that have not been unfolded.
??The growth of Xiaomo Painting has only laid some foundation.
Many stories have been around in my mind for a long time. I need to write them down and also give the characters I write.
Writing novels is really a long and painful thing.
But everything is difficult at the beginning. Now the beginning is ready, and the rest is to keep writing.
??If you update, the next step will be to get a slap in two updates every day, and after a period of time, it will be updated gradually.
In fact, I originally wanted to start siping for two updates today, but thanks to everyone''s support, subscriptions have steadily increased.
So to thank everyone, today is still the fifth update.
Finally, I wish you all happiness every day~
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(This chapter ends)