Chapter 239 Qianjun Stick


    "So are there any family or sect that does not oppress the casual cultivators?"


    "Of course there is, there is." Mo Shan explained: "Some families have strict styles and some sects have strict rules, so they will not do anything. Or their cultivation industry does not compete with casual cultivators for profit, so there is no need to treat the lower-level cultivators harshly."


    "But these are just a few after all. As long as you are weak, you will be bullied. It''s just a matter of time."


    Mo Shan sighed again and then said:


    "It''s okay for us Tongxian City. The days of casual cultivators in some places are in dire straits. Not to mention some high-quality states, families and sects have been passed down for thousands of years, entrenched in one area, like a giant. Those casual cultivators who are bullied by them are the real day of never turning over..."


    After listening to the Mo Hua, I felt a little heavy.


    Seeing that Mo Hua''s expression was a little depressed, Mo Shan touched Mo Hua''s head and comforted with a smile:


    "We just need to do our own things well, and we can''t control these things. If you really have the ability to be thorough in the future, it''s not too late to consider these things."


    "Yes!" Mo Hua nodded.


    "And your Uncle Ji, he is a newcomer. If you have a place to help, try to help. Brother Ji is a righteous and helpful person. Our family was in a difficult situation back then and he also received a lot of help from him."


    "I understand, dad."


    After that, Moshan was busy hunting monsters. After a few days, he had free time, so he prepared some gifts, some wine, meat, pills and some daily utensils. He visited Ji Qingbai.


    Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai reminisced about the past, and before leaving, he stuffed him a bag of spirit stones and said, "Brother Ji, you can keep these for emergency use."


    Ji Qingbai refused to accept it.


    Mo Shan said, "Brothers, we should support each other. At the beginning, my family was in a difficult situation and I had received your help, so don''t refuse."


    Ji Qingbai then reluctantly accepted it.


    He left Qingxuan City and ran all the way, and the money he had accumulated was almost used.


    When I arrived at Tongxian City, it was not easy to bother the elders of the Shijiao family for a long time, so I rented a small yard, which was not big or expensive, and it was enough to barely live in it.


    After that, some things were added in pieces, and the originally few spirit stones were sold out quickly.


    Moshan sent the spirit stones, which was equivalent to a timely help.


    He wouldn''t have taken it before, but now he is short of money and can only accept it with gratitude.


    When his injury heals, he can go to the mountain to hunt monsters with Ji Li, earn the spirit stones, and then return them to Mo Shan.


    In the evening, Ji Qingbai and Ji Li discussed the matter of hunting monsters in the mountains, and Fu Lan came in from outside.


    Her injuries have been much better these days. Although she has not recovered, she can walk around.


    Fu Lan is also a casual cultivator and has lived a hard life since she was a child, so she wonders if she can earn some spirit stones to solve the urgent problem and not drag down Uncle Ji and Brother Ji too much.


    Thinking of the Fushen Building mentioned by Mo Hua, which was not far away, she went to ask and was only back now.


    "Your injury has not healed, so take a rest." Ji Qingbai said with concern when he saw that her face was still a little pale.


    Ji Li helped her sit down and poured her a cup of tea.


    Fu Lan''s pale face turned slightly red.


    Ji Qingbai looked calm when he saw the two of them, but he was very relieved.


    After a while, he remembered and asked, "Have you been to Fushen Tower?"


    Fu Lan nodded, "They accepted me and gave me a lot of spirit stones every month."


    Ji Qingbai breathed a sigh of relief, "That''s good."


    "Just..." Fu Lan looked a little confused.


    "Just what?"


    "But they heard that I was a monk from another place, so they didn''t want to accept it at first. Later, I mentioned the name of the little brother. They left me without saying a word." Fu Lan said.


    Ji Qingbai was stunned, "Ink painting?"


    Fu Lan nodded.


    Ji Qingbai was a little surprised, "This kid Mo Hua has such a big face..."


    Such a large kitchen building depends on his face.


    And he also unexpectedly learned during the day that Mo Hua is also a small formation master. Many of the formations among the casual cultivators are from Mo Hua.


    This shocked Ji Qingbai.


    Before he came, he thought Mo Hua would no longer learn the formation, so he felt regretful. But unexpectedly, Mo Hua has become a real formation master.


    Ji Qingbai said solemnly: "No matter what, we owe others a favor, and we must find a way to repay them in the future. Especially for the child Mo Hua, we can''t let him have any surprises."


    The formation master among the casual cultivators is so kind, so you must not make any mistakes.


    Ji Li and Fu Lan both nodded seriously.


    Ji Qingbai felt relieved and sighed, "I have walked around these days and looked at Tongxian City. It''s really different. If I can really settle here, it would be considered a good life."


    He has been busy all his life and is only seeking to live safely. Now that he has experienced many twists and turns, he has found a place to live.


    Ji Qingbai looked at Ji Li and Fu Lan again, felt relieved, and said with a smile:


    "If you don''t dislike it, just get married here. After a while, I will arrange marriages for you and become a Taoist couple."


    The two of them were stunned for a moment, their faces suddenly turned red, they looked at each other quietly, and their heads were lowered again.


    The night was dark, and in the small courtyard, although the lights were weak, they gradually became warmer.


    —


    Two days later, Mo Hua was practicing the formation in the restaurant.


    He first drew a reshuffle and then solved it himself.


    Such a piece of paper has been practicing the formation twice and self-explanation, which is a bit useless ink.


    As the ink painting was painting, Dazhu ran over and said that his mace without wolf teeth had been refined.


    Mo Hua was so energetic that he threw down the unsolved formation and went to the weapon refining process with Dazhu.


    Master Chen handed an iron rod to the ink painting:


    "As you said, you have refined it, there are no wolf teeth, and the formation is also left. It is wrapped in iron sheets on the outside, which is very strong. The inside is made of hard wood, and it will not be too heavy."


    "Thank you, Master Chen!"


    Mo Hua happily took the iron rod and looked it carefully several times.


    The iron rod is silver-white, with a tough outer skin, thicker than the two arms of the Mohua, and it is heavy.


    I tried the ink painting and it was still a bit heavy, but this was my own problem, not an iron rod problem.


    Mo Hua was very satisfied with the iron rod and praised: "It''s very good, I deserve to be Master Chen!"


    Master Chen was so happy that he stroked his beard straight.


    Ink painting took the time and drew a first-grade formation on the iron rod, the formation was called "Qianjun Formation".


    The Qianjun Formation is a first-grade formation of the Five Elements Earth. After being injected with spiritual power, the spiritual weapon of the Minghua Formation will instantly be as heavy as a thousand pounds.


    Of course, talking about Qianjun is definitely a bragging thing.


    I don’t believe in Mo Hua himself.


    Many monks cannot believe the names given by martial arts and formations, just listen to them.


    Mo Hua doesn’t know how much this formation is, and it will vary depending on the amount of spiritual power of the activate formation.


    But no matter what, it must be very heavy, and it is definitely enough to use it to smash people.


    In the ink painting, the iron rod is to first raise the iron rod and then activate the formation. The iron rod is blessed by the formation and instantly hit it as heavy as a pound.


    In this way, even if he is not a physical cultivation and his physical body is not strong, the iron rod will have enough strength.


    It should be enough to use it to pick up bargains, make up for it, and hit the slap.


    The Qianjun Formation is not difficult, I learned ink painting in two nights.


    The formation is not difficult to draw, and it will be drawn in half an hour.


    Mo Hua arrived in Daheishan and found a big stone and tried it.


    He first raised the iron rod high, then injected spiritual power, and the gray-brown array pattern on the iron rod flashed by and fell heavily in an instant.


    The stone was smashed to pieces, and Mo Hua''s hands were also numb.


    Although my hands were numb, I was still very satisfied with the ink painting.


    He gave the iron rod a name that he had already thought of:


    Thousand-century stick!


    (This chapter ends)