Chapter 374 Tongxian Day


    Through the final grade, ink paintings have officially become the first-grade formation master.


    The news came back to Tongxian City, and everyone was very happy.


    This is the first and only first-grade formation master who was born in Tongxian City so far.


    Elder Yu decided to celebrate.


    Celebrating the med painting becoming a first-class formation master, and also celebrates Tongxian City working together to kill the great demon Feng Feng.


    In addition, Elder Yu also has another purpose, which is to giveaway to ink paintings.


    Mo Hua is about to go out for a trip and leaves Tongxian City.


    And killing the great demons and maintaining the stability of the fairy city, ink painting can be said to have made great contributions.


    Elder Yu had no choice but to repay him, so he wanted to bid farewell to Mohua with a whole city festival.


    Elder Yu specially found Zhou Zhangsi, and after several discussions, he set November 1st as Tongxian Day.


    After Mo Hua returned from Cangyun Sect, she saw Tongxian City decorated with lights and a pre-festival atmosphere.


    After knowing the whole story, Mo Hua was very happy.


    After all, the festival is very lively.


    Although Qingshan City is big, it is obviously not as lively as Tongxian City, so naturally it is not as interesting as Tongxian City.


    But I still have a little concern about ink painting:


    "We have built a large array, and the spirit stones are almost used up. Are there any spirit stones for the holiday now?"


    Elder Yu said calmly, "We were poorer before, so why would we still celebrate the festival?"


    The ink painting was slightly stunned and felt it made sense.


    Elder Yu smiled and said, "No matter what, the holidays are always something to be spent. It''s just that you live a richer life and a poorer life when you have no money."


    "Although most of the spirit stones were used to build a large array, the remaining spirit stones were enough for us."


    "What''s more, the foundations of weapon refining and alchemy are there, and now there are mountain roads, which are convenient for traveling. In a few years, Tongxian City will become richer and richer."


    Mo Hua nodded, and now he felt relieved.


    Then he had some expectations and said, "Will life get better and better in the future?"


    Elder Yu nodded, "Don''t worry, the casual cultivator is not afraid of suffering. As long as he is not oppressed, his life will always get better and better."


    As long as you are not oppressed...


    Ink painting feels complicated when hearing this.


    The way of human beings is not enough to be able to serve.


    There should be many oppressed and exploited monks in this world, and after Tongxian City...


    Elder Yu saw that Mo Hua didn''t know what he was thinking, and his brows frowned, so he patted his shoulder and said with a smile:


    "Don''t think so much, just practice hard, don''t lose your heart, and do what you can."


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded:


    "good!"


    After that, we had a happy holiday.


    He also asked Zisheng and Zixi to play together.


    Mr. Zhuang agreed to accept the disciples. Aunt Xue completed her mission and specially gave the brother and sister a vacation.


    And soon, they will leave Tongxian City, and it is still unknown whether they can come back from now on.


    So Aunt Xue doesn''t care about her two children, she wants them to have a good time and don''t leave any regrets.


    Bai Zisheng was very happy, and Bai Zixi''s eyes were as bright as stars in the sky.


    On Tongxian Day, the ink paintings briefly completed the friendship of "landlords" and took Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi for a day.


    The streets are very lively during the day and the lights are bright and bright at night.


    Mo Hua led the way in front, and Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi followed him.


    Bai Zisheng looked around excitedly, and when he encountered something new, he asked:


    "Ink painting, what is that?"


    "Ink painting, is that delicious?"


    "Ink painting, this bamboo dragonfly can actually fly..."


    …


    As a junior brother, Mo Hua had to answer patiently.


    Bai Zixi would not say so much, but when she saw pastries she had never eaten, she would stop and watch silently.


    Mo Hua understood, so he bought a few dollars and shared them with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, and ate them while walking.


    Although it is "buy", there is no need to pay for ink paintings.


    Because he paid, others don’t want it either.


    The monks on the whole street almost knew Mo Hua and knew that Mo Hua had built a large formation and killed the big demon. Now he is the first-grade formation master recognized by Dao Ting.


    So no one collected ink painting spirit stones.


    Some monks who set up stalls will pick a few good items they sell and give them to ink paintings.


    If the ink painting is ruling, they will still be unhappy.


    The three of them walked all the way and got a bunch of things, but they didn''t spend a single spirit stone.


    Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were very surprised.


    Bai Zisheng secretly said, "Mo Hua, if I hadn''t known you, I would have suspected that this street would have been opened by your home..."


    Ink painting is so funny.


    During the day, there was a lot of noise on the streets.


    At night, the night falls down, lanterns hang, and lights shine together, extending to the distance, Tongxian City is another scene.


    There are many interesting activities at night.


    For example, Tongxian City’s usual monster fighting drama.


    Because it was a celebration of hunting Feng Feng, the "monster beast" in the "demon fighting drama" turned into a pig demon, with a huge body and a dumb look.


    The pig demon is pretended to be a demon hunter.


    Because the pig demon is huge, there are many demon hunters pretending to be.


    In addition to the three Dahu, Daping and Dazhu, even Yu Chengyi and Yu Chengwu were also involved in the fun.


    After watching the "demon fighting drama", I started eating "pig-killing vegetables". Feng Xi has been disintegrated into black and gray by Mo Hua''s large array. The pig-killing vegetables here kill other herbivorous pig monsters.


    The demon hunter killed many pig demons and handed them over to Fushenlou for cooking, specifically for eating on the festival.


    To celebrate the pig killing demon, you naturally have to eat pork.


    Every monk ate a portion in the entire Tongxian City.


    After that, it became a custom in Tongxian City. Every year on November 1st, every year, to celebrate the feudal slaughter of pig demons, monks in Tongxian City would eat a portion of pork.


    After eating pig-killing vegetables, fireworks were set off again.


    This time the fireworks array was still painted in ink.


    On the basis of the original restoration formation, he added a new formation.


    Combining the experience obtained from the Five Elements Demon Destroy Formation, the principles of five elements of generation and restraint and the way of spiritual consciousness derivation make the fireworks richer in colors, clearer trajectory, and less spirit stones consumed.


    Before setting off fireworks, Mo Hua took Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to the eaves.


    "This eaves belong to Elder Yu''s home, which is very suitable for watching fireworks."


    Ink paintings talk about Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.


    Bai Zisheng was stunned and said secretly: "If you climb on Elder Yu''s roof, won''t he cause trouble for you?"


    "No." Mo Hua shook his head and said, "I told Elder Yu in advance."


    At most, a few tiles will be broken, which is not worth much money.


    Bai Zisheng nodded and then felt relieved.


    So three of them, one of the same school senior brothers, one of the junior sisters, and one of the junior brothers, sat side by side on the eaves, shaking their calves, waiting to see the fireworks in the sky.


    Mo Hua is also looking forward to it.


    Although he drew this formation, he used a different painting method. He had never seen what it would look like after lighting it up.


    On the roof of Elder Yu''s house, three people sat side by side.


    Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng held a grilled pork skewer in their left and right hands.


    Bai Zixi was holding a dessert box, which contained white, glutinous and rabbit-shaped pastries.


    All three of them were looking forward to it.


    In a short while, the fireworks bloomed.


    First, there was a clear sound, and the fire broke through the night sky.


    Then the light of the five-color formation soared into the sky, gathered into the air, and five-color fireworks bloomed, and then bloomed again, lined up one by one, woven into a colorful sky curtain, colorful and dazzling, covering the entire night sky.


    It seems as if it is the grand scene of light shining everywhere when the formation is opened.


    But in this grand scene, there is no killing spirit, only prosperity and tranquility.


    The three of them looked up at the sky together.


    The colorful fireworks in the sky are imprinted into their clear eyes and remain in their memories forever.


    At this moment, all the monks in Tongxian City raised their heads and stared at the beautiful fireworks, dazed and dazed.


    All the formation masters in Tongxian City were also shocked by this fireworks, and at the same time they couldn''t help but mutter in their hearts:


    "Just set off fireworks, as for using such a complex formation..."


    …


    Tongxian Day ended in a lively and cheerful atmosphere.


    After Tongxian Day, Mr. Zhuang is about to leave.


    One morning, Mo Hua said goodbye to her parents outside the city.


    Elder Yu, Mr. Feng, Master Chen, Zhou Zhangsi, Zhang Lan, Dahu, Dazhu, Daping and others were also bid farewell...


    There are crowds of people outside the city.


    Everyone looked at the ink painting and felt reluctant to leave.


    "You must respect your teacher and listen to Mr. Zhuang carefully." Liu Ruhua instructed, "Also, you must take good care of yourself..."


    Ink painting Zheng’s head is a little sour.


    Mo Shan didn''t say anything, but just touched his head and looked at him with a gentle expression.


    Everyone also said goodbye and said some concerns.


    After a while, the Bai family''s carriage arrived.


    Mo Hua boarded the carriage, poked her little head out of the carriage, and said goodbye to everyone.


    Say goodbye to his parents, so many elders, friends, acquaintances and partners.


    I also bid farewell to his hometown where he was born here and grew up here.


    After that, he embarked on a long road to see the various aspects of this world, to explore the difficulties of the formation, and unknown when he would come back.


    The carriage carries ink paintings, and it is getting farther and farther away.


    Liu Ruhua stood there, reluctant to look at Mo Hua, and kept looking at his back, disappearing at the end of the road, disappearing in the heavy mountains, disappearing in the winding clouds until she can no longer see it.


    She then shed tears of parting silently.


    …


    Half a year later, at the foot of Dahei Mountain.


    A huge demon-suppressing monument was completed.


    This demon-storming monument was personally supervised by the old man of the An family. It uses high-quality stones, which can be exposed to wind and sunlight without being destroyed.


    The monument is engraved with the name of the monk who made outstanding contributions in the battle of killing the great demon in Tongxian Town.


    Killing the Great Monster is the greatest achievement in Tongxian City in hundreds, even in nearly a thousand years.


    This stone tablet is also the largest demon-squeezing monument in nearly a thousand years.


    Tongxian City is there, the demon-suppressing stele is there, and the name on the stele will be there.


    Old Master An’s name is engraved in the prominent position at the head of the demon-suppressing monument.


    The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and it can be seen from a distance.


    And on top of Mr. An, there is a more prominent name engraved:


    "Ink painting".


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    (The first volume of Black Mountain is finished)


    ?The first volume is finished~


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    (This chapter ends)