Chapter 304 Commander Yang


    Zhang Lan had made up his mind before and did not let Mo Hua enter the mountain. Now that he has something to do, he still needs to ask Mo Hua for help, so he felt a little embarrassed.


    But the ink painting doesn’t matter. Zhang Lan’s request for him should also be related to the extermination of the Heishan Village.


    As long as he can kill Heishan Village and kill all the evil cultivators in the village, he will be happy to help.


    Zhang Lan brought the ink painting into the inner mountain and came to a desolate mountain.


    There are bumpy pits near the mountain, and there are traces of war between most monks, but these traces are very old, and there are still several dug mine caves on the mountain.


    Ink painting was a little surprised.


    This mountain is actually an unknown peak.


    That is the mountain where the small spiritual mine they competed for at the beginning.


    The traces of the battle around were left behind by the demon hunter and the monks of the Qian family. Of course, most of them were bombed out of his earth fire formation.


    Unexpectedly, the Taoist soldiers were stationed here quietly.


    Zhang Lan and Mo Hua walked to the foot of the mountain. In Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness could already sense the shadows of the mountain and mine cave.


    These monks have a steady aura and are well-trained, so they should be the Taoist soldiers ordered by the Dao Court.


    Suddenly, Mo Hua''s expression tightened, and someone noticed his spiritual sense!


    And he is a foundation-building monk!


    At the same time, at a cave entrance on the mountainside, a monk with a burly and tall figure with a square face and a stern look suddenly appeared.


    He looked solemn, his spiritual sense was relaxed, and his eyes were filled with a bit of murderous intent.


    When he discovered Zhang Lan and Mo Hua at the foot of the mountain, his face calmed down. He nodded slightly to Zhang Lan, and then turned around and walked into the cave.


    "The foundation has been built, and I''m still putting on airs..."


    Zhang Lan whispered with a disdainful expression.


    Zhang Lan''s voice was very small, but Mo Hua still heard it and couldn''t help asking:


    "Uncle Zhang, do you know each other?"


    "That''s right." Zhang Lan didn''t want to say much and said to Mo Hua, "Let''s go up."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    Among the shrubs and rocks near the mine cave, many Taoist soldiers wearing standard armor held spears and looked alert.


    These Taoist soldiers and ink paintings were already seen when they scanned their spiritual sense, so they were not surprised.


    Zhang Lan was even more calm, like a regular customer here.


    These Taoist soldiers seemed to know Zhang Lan, and bowed and said, "Zhang Diansi!"


    A Taoist soldier came out of the line and brought Zhang Lan and Mo Hua to a stone chamber in the mine.


    The stone chamber is wide and can be used to live in or discuss matters.


    Mo Hua remembers that when he was competing for the spiritual mine with the Qian family, Elder Yu lived in this stone chamber, and there was a small stone chamber next to the stone chamber.


    At that time, he lived in the warm and comfortable small stone room next door, eating beef and drawing formations every day.


    But unexpectedly, this place is now used as a temporary camp for Taoist soldiers to station.


    The layout of this large stone room has not changed, but the decorations are completely different.


    Around them is a silver armor, a red tassel spear, and a large table in the middle. There is a sand tray on the table, and there is a drawing on the sand tray.


    The appearance of the sand table looks very similar to Heishanzhai.


    And in front of the sand table, there was the burly and serious foundation-building commander standing.


    The Foundation Leader nodded when he saw Zhang Lan, as if he had greeted him, and then he couldn''t help but frown:


    "Didn''t you ask you to invite a formation master? Where are the people?"


    Zhang Lan pushed the ink painting behind him forward, "What about this."


    The foundation-building commander was stunned for a moment, then blew his beard and stared at him:


    "Zhang Lan! Your uncle, I won''t beat you up because I am building the foundation now. If you win, you won''t win. If you make fun of me, I won''t be with you anymore!"


    Zhang Lan snorted coldly, "If you have eyes but don''t know Mount Tai, open your eyes and see. This child is a real formation master. He is very busy with daily affairs. If it weren''t for my sake, you might not have invited him!"


    "Let your mother be shit!"


    Commander Yang scolded Zhang Lan, "How many formations can such a older child know? Do you really think I know nothing about formations?"


    Zhang Lanyiran said without fear: "I will write a book to my mother, saying that you scold her for being ''far'' and see if she will peel you..."


    The foundation-building monk''s eyelids twitched and he said anxiously: "Nonsense, I''m scolding you, don''t mess with you!"


    "What''s the difference between scolding me and scolding my mother?" Zhang Lan was confident.


    "The difference is so big. You are so old, can you not be so shameless?"


    "How old am I? A man is thirty-one flowers, I am now at the age of being handsome and elegant..."


    …


    Ink painting was confused.


    These two big men are much childish when they quarrel.


    Zhang Lan and the other two quarreled for a while, feeling dry mouth, so they sat down and drank a sip of tea.


    The Foundation Establishment Commander realized that in front of a child, he, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, had a shameless quarrel with Zhang Lan, a Qi Refining Cultivator.


    Zhang Lan is also blamed for not being at all because of his work, so he started arguing with him.


    The Foundation Leader coughed and pretended that nothing had happened just now. He tried to ask the ink painting as kindly as possible:


    "Little brother, are you really a formation master?"


    But his square face may be used to being stern, so he doesn''t look very kind, but he looks a bit like an uncle with a ill-gotten plot...


    Mo Hua didn''t know how to call him, so Zhang Lan said aside:


    "His surname is Yang, just call him ''Commander Yang''."


    Mo Hua said with a crisp voice: "Commander Yang, Uncle Zhang is right, I am the formation master."


    The Foundation Leader nodded and sighed in his heart.


    Zhang Lan is really a sin. For such an important matter, he actually asked a child to help.


    Depending on his age, I don’t know how long it has been learning the formation...


    But at this time, I can’t care about so much. Who made him not understand the formation? Not only him, there are so many Taoist soldiers here, and they can''t even count them with one hand.


    Commander Yang took a sip of tea and asked:


    "Where have you learned the formation?"


    Mo Hua said modestly: "I haven''t learned anything, I just got the first grade..."


    As soon as this was said, Commander Yang sprayed a sip of tea directly, spraying the sand table and drawings in front of him wet.


    Seeing this, Zhang Lan suddenly felt comfortable all over. He raised his eyebrows and said with a ridicule:


    "Look at how you have never seen the world, aren''t you just a first-grade formation master in your teens? As for such a fuss?"


    Zhang Lan''s tone was normal, but she couldn''t help but feel happy.


    Commander Yang scolded Zhang Lan again, "Don''t you go shit, how come there are so many genius formation masters in this world of Taoism? You are the first-class in your teens? You just happened to meet them?"


    Zhang Lan said without any worries: "If you don''t believe it, forget it."


    Commander Yang said, "I don''t believe it. Show me the formation drawn by this child."


    Zhang Lan pointed to a drawing in the middle of the sand tray and said, "Isn''t that true?"


    In the middle of the sand table is a map of the situation of Heishanzhai.


    Commander Yang was stunned and then cursed:


    "I''m telling you, but the document on the report that it was not written, "Daotingsi of Tongxian City" took great risks and went deep into the tiger''s den, inquired about the information about Heishan Village, and tried every means to draw the formation map of Heishan Village? Why did this child draw it again?"


    Zhang Lan smiled and said to Mo Hua, "Take out that waist card and show it to Commander Yang."


    Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then realized what waist card Zhang Lan was talking about, so he took out the bronze waist card that Dao Tingsi gave him from the storage bag.


    Commander Yang was stunned when he saw it.


    Zhang Lan said proudly: "Did you see the bronze waist plate? He is a monk from my Daotingsi. Isn''t the map he painted the same as the map we Daotingsi?"


    Commander Yang was speechless and could only say:


    "The bronze waist card is just a non-staff..."


    "The non-staff is also affiliated with the Dao Tingsi."


    Commander Yang frowned, "Since the map was drawn by this child, it should be considered a credit, so why not just write it on?"


    Zhang Lan curled his lips, "Who believes it when writing it? Do you believe it?"


    Commander Yang looked at the young ink painting, and then looked at the black mountain village map on the sand table with strict, profound and complex strokes, and containing many first-grade formations, and sighed silently.


    As long as the monks who have some common sense in their minds of practicing Taoism, they will probably not believe it.


    Of course he wouldn''t believe it either.


    (This chapter ends)