Chapter 302 Progress


    Mo Hua thought about it and could only sigh.


    He is now in a low level of cultivation and has limited achievements in formations. Even if Mr. Zhuang has difficulties, he cannot help him.


    "You should practice well and learn the formation well. In the future, you will be successful in practicing Taoism, and then repay your kindness for preaching and receiving karma."


    Mo Hua nodded and saw that the hour of the year had arrived, he sank his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ??consciousness. With the help of the Taoist monument, he meticulously began to practice the reverse spirit formation.


    Life is as calm as water, and ink painting practices as ever, drawing formations.


    In addition, Mo Hua is also very concerned about the Heishanzhai, but I don’t know how the Tingsi is doing.


    A few days later, Mo Hua visited Mr. Feng and got some elixirs for daily use. On the way home, he met Zhang Lan.


    Mo Hua quickly greeted Zhang Lan.


    Zhang Lan was walking in a hurry when he heard a child''s voice called "Uncle Zhang". He knew it was ink painting without thinking.


    Mo Hua walked up to Zhang Lan, lowered her voice, and asked secretly, "How is it?"


    Ink painting refers to the matter of Taoist soldiers.


    The matter was confidential, and the ink painting was cautiously not told.


    Zhang Lan looked around and said, "There are so many people here, so go to the restaurant to talk."


    The two arrived at the restaurant and sat in their old seat. Jiang Yun served some wine and food.


    Seeing that Zhang Lan was surrounded by regular customers, most of whom were monster hunters, he was drinking happily and did not notice their corner, so he also whispered to Mo Hua:


    "I told the Secretary of the details. The Secretary of the Secretary of the State has also submitted a letter to the Dao Ting. Now I only need to wait for the Dao Ting to make a reply. If the Dao Ting agrees, it will be dispatched to wipe out the Heishan Village in a short time."


    "Do you have to wait for a long time?"


    "If Daoting agrees, it won''t be long."


    "What if Daoting doesn''t agree?" Mo Hua asked.


    Zhang Lan took a sip of wine and thought:


    "If what you see is true, there are five or six hundred evil cultivators in the Heishan Village who are still killing people and refining human pills, then the Dao Court will not allow the evil cultivators to act recklessly. They will definitely send Taoist soldiers. Don''t worry."


    Mo Hua nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.


    Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting, but sighed in her heart.


    This matter is not that simple. The most difficult part is how to prove that there is indeed such a copycat in the deep mountains. Among them, there are really five or six hundred evil cultivators, and these evil cultivators are really refining life pills.


    At present, these are just one-sided words of ink painting.


    The only evidence is just two pictures of the ink painting, one is the guide map of the Wulin, and the other is the situation map of the Heishan Village.


    Apart from this, there are no other personal or physical evidence.


    They believe in ink painting, but Daoting will not believe in a young monk in his teens.


    Moreover, the ink paintings are not finalized, and the identity of the first-grade formation master cannot be used.


    Zhou Zhangsi is not easy to make.


    He is already very old and can retire safely and live a long life. He is in the position of the Chief Secretary and has a good start and end.


    Now that the Heishanzhai is happening, he is in a dilemma.


    If the information from the report from the court is wrong, if there is no such a copycat in the deep mountains, or if the copycat is not an evil cultivator, then the old master will be very responsible.


    The Daoting was held accountable and although he would not be imprisoned, the Chief Secretary would definitely not be able to do it.


    If the evil cultivators do not report and allow them to entrench the mountains and grow further, the monks in Tongxian City may one day suffer great disaster.


    Is it a safe and stable life for yourself, or to take risks and seek peace for Tongxian City.


    It''s really not easy to choose.


    But in the end, Zhou Zhangsi chose to report the matter of Heishanzhai to Daoting.


    Zhang Lan still remembers Zhou Zhangsi''s words:


    "I have been a chief officer for most of my life, and I have not made any achievements. Later, the casual cultivators supported themselves and built the artifact refining and alchemy practices. Instead, I received favors and achieved merits. To be honest, I felt guilty..."


    "Now Tongxian City is in danger. I am the chief officer of Tongxian City. If you prosper and lose both, you will lose both. Naturally, it is impossible to protect yourself and stand by and watch."


    "The worst case is that you are held accountable by the Dao Court, dismissed from your post, and have some leisure time." "The Heishanzhai''s extermination book must be reported to the court!"


    Zhou Zhangsi''s expression was very firm.


    Zhang Lan knew that the dismissal of the Dao Court and the resignation of the office were worlds different from the reputation and treatment, and Zhou Zhangsi would not be as relaxed as he said.


    Zhang Lan looked at the ink paintings that were burying his head in eating meat again, and secretly guessed in his heart.


    The Zhangsi made this decision probably because of the face of the child Mo Hua.


    If someone else had changed, even if they found out about this information, the Daotingsi would not believe it. Zhou Zhangsi would not risk his dismissal and went to Daotingsi to write to Daoting...


    As the Mo Hua was eating, he looked up and found that Zhang Lan was looking at him and couldn''t help asking:


    "Uncle Zhang, don''t you eat it?"


    Zhang Lan came to her senses and smiled and said, "Don''t worry, I''ll have some wine."


    Mo Hua put a piece of meat for Zhang Lan, "Uncle Zhang, eat more!"


    Zhang Lan looked much haggard, probably because of the Heishanzhai business, and she was busy running around, so she was a little tired and thinner.


    Zhang Lan was slightly stunned and felt a little moved.


    Mo Hua immediately said, "Uncle Zhang, you look much more serious now, and you also look like a Taoist sect."


    Zhang Lan''s face turned dark again, and the momentary touch disappeared:


    "What does it mean to look much more serious now? I was a serious monk, not only now, but I have always been a serious monk!"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua said perfunctorily while eating beef.


    Zhang Lan was a little angry, and suddenly became a little uncertain, so he asked Mo Hua:


    "What did I look like when I looked at it before?"


    Mo Hua recalled the first time she saw Zhang Lan and tried her best to describe it:


    "It''s a little bit like a **** who is not doing his job properly..."


    After saying that, he was afraid that Zhang Lan would be unhappy, and emphasized, "It''s just a little bit."


    Zhang Lan was speechless.


    Where is he not doing his job properly and is idle?


    Before, I came here to drink, but I was working on a job. How could "understand the sentiments of monks and the people" be considered idle?


    A little bit more, if I am really a playboy, would you be a little short of this...


    Zhang Lan drank a sip of wine in a depressed manner.


    Mo Hua turned his eyes and asked again, "Uncle Zhang, what do you look like in the family?"


    It shouldn''t be like this lazy person now...


    "In the clan?" Zhang Lan recalled and said, "That is, the elegant and elegant tree is in the wind, and the popular women are many young female cultivators, rushing to be a Taoist couple for me..."


    Mo Hua whispered: "Uncle Zhang, forget it if you cheat others. We are so familiar with each other, so there is no need to be so disgusting..."


    Zhang Lan choked on a sip of wine and couldn''t help saying, "Who lied to others?"


    Mo Hua looked at him silently.


    Zhang Lan sighed, "I won''t have dinner with you next time, otherwise I will be full of you if I don''t eat enough."


    Mo Hua picked up another chopsticks of meat for him, "Uncle Zhang, eat it quickly, otherwise you will be full of energy and you will not be able to eat it."


    When Zhang Lan heard this, she was angry and funny, and shook her head, "You kid..."


    The two of them chatted and ate.


    After fighting Mo Hua, Zhang Lan felt better and less tired.


    After these days, he has indeed been busy with things in Heishan Village and has been worried a lot. In Tongxian City, there are not many monks who can chat with him like this.


    After eating and drinking, Zhang Lan was about to get up and leave. Mo Hua called him and asked:


    "If Dao Ting really sends Taoist soldiers, can I go and see it?"


    Mo Hua''s eyes were shining brightly. He had long wanted to see what the Taoist soldiers in the Taoist world looked like.


    Zhang Lan thought for a moment, shook her head, "No."


    (This chapter ends)