Chapter 393 Self-rescue


    Ink painting decided to reconstruct the spiritual fields of Qianjia Town with a thick soil formation.


    But he actually couldn''t make any decision on this matter.


    Lingtian is not his, and he is not from Qianjia Town at all.


    Although the elders of Dongshan Village are not very good at cultivation, they are old and experienced, and have a lot of prestige.


    The real power is not big, but usually he has to make the decision if there is something wrong.


    Mo Hua asked him:


    "Elder, do you want to draw a formation for Lingtian again?"


    The elder of Dongshan Village had expected it, but he was still unbelievable and said in a trembling voice:


    "Re-draw the formation?"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "It''s the formation that the ancestor of the Sun family painted back then."


    The elder''s pupils vibrated.


    The ancestor of the Sun family, a second-grade formation master, has a high status in Qianjia Town and has always been a legendary monk.


    Draw the formation of the ancestor of the Sun family…


    The elder''s tone became more respectful:


    "The formation of the ancestor of the Sun family... Sir, have you learned it?"


    "I learned a little, but I dare not say that I can learn 100% of them, and there are always 70% or 80% of them." Mo Hua said modestly.


    The elder was lost for a moment and murmured to himself:


    "The ancestor of the Sun family is a second-grade formation master..."


    Mo Hua explained: "He is a second-grade formation master, but the formation he set up is actually a first-grade. Otherwise, the spirit stones of the Qi Refining Cultivator would not be able to provide for the second-grade formation."


    The elder understands.


    Ink painting also demonstrated his interests:


    "To draw a formation, you need to reconstruct some spiritual fields, and you also need to re-draw the formation on the ridge of the field."


    "I learned the formation of the ancestor of the Sun family, and I have received his kindness, so I can draw the formation for you without collecting the spirit stones."


    "But the formation itself also requires a lot of spiritual ink and a lot of spiritual stones. At the same time, it also requires a certain amount of manpower to re-cultivate and rectify the spiritual fields."


    "You have to make these manpower and material resources yourself."


    The elder knew what he knew and nodded slowly.


    Mo Hua finally said, "I can draw the formation, but whether to draw this formation is ultimately up to you, it depends on your own decision."


    The elder pondered for a long time before bowing:


    "Mr., can you please let me have some time? I will discuss with you."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    The elder really can''t make a decision on such a thing, so he must discuss it with others.


    Ink painting is not forced.


    If they want, they will draw a formation for them.


    You can also apply what you have learned to deepen your understanding of formation.


    It is for both myself and the monks in Dongshan Village and the land of Qianjia Town.


    If they disagree, ink painting will not force it.


    I can only find another opportunity in the future to rebuild the thick earth formation and deepen my understanding of the formation...


    …


    After Mo Hua left, the elder summoned the Lingnong monks from Dongshan Village.


    He said the meaning of ink painting.


    Everyone looked at each other.


    Most people still can''t believe:


    "This young gentleman really learned the formation of the ancestor of the Sun family?"


    “Impossible…”


    “How old is he?”


    "Can you learn this formation by the seventh level of Qi refining? I see that other formation masters are all white beards."


    "What do you know? If you don''t have a first and last step, those who are good at learning are respected."


    "Although this young man is young, I think his formation is much higher than the current head of the Sun family."


    "Indeed, although I can''t understand it, his formation is drawn quickly and well."


    “Better than everyone in the Sun family.”


    "Then why did he help us?"


    "Yes, it''s not good, so I won''t accept our spirit stones..."


    "He wants to collect the spirit stones, can you give them?"


    "I can''t even lose my money..."


    "Can the formation of the Sun family ancestor be a normal formation? How many spirit stones do you need to draw this formation?"


    "The whole village''s capital is hollowed out, and the spirit stones that are collected may not be able to pay..."


    "I just think it''s strange. This little gentleman is so kind."


    "Aren''t you just a slut? If this young man is like the Sun family and rides on us, would he be the right thing?"


    "To draw this formation, we need to reconstruct the spiritual field, but this spiritual field is inherited from the ancestral world and cannot be moved."


    "Why can''t you move?"


    “The ancestors are passed down, they can’t move…”


    …


    Everyone was talking, some agreed, some opposed, and some were worried and hesitant.


    They are Lingnongs and rely on Lingtian to make a living.


    Things involving the spiritual field involve the fundamentals, so it is difficult to make a decision for a while.


    The elder listened to their argument and pondered for a while, then slowly said:


    "We want to build this formation."


    The room was quiet for a moment. You Lingnong frowned and said, "But, elder, this matter is not small."


    The elder shook his head, "I don''t want the descendants of Dongshan Village to endure hunger."


    "This matter is indeed risky, but what is there? Can a good thing without risk be the turn of us poor monks?"


    "If we don''t take this risk, we have to take it."


    "But our descendants may not have this opportunity."


    The elder''s turbid eyes showed a light, he slowly looked at everyone, and said in a serious tone:


    "This young man is young, but he is a master in formation."


    "He is willing to help us, that''s our opportunity."


    "Once he leaves, who can still know such a profound formation? Even if someone can do it, who is willing to help us draw it?"


    "Don''t be lucky, think it will be better in the future."


    "If you don''t fight for it now, it will only be worse in the future."


    "This is our only hope."


    "If we don''t seize this opportunity, our descendants will all endure hunger!"


    The elder''s voice was hoarse and heavy. After saying that, he frowned and coughed violently.


    Everyone was silent.


    Some people still looked hesitant, but most people''s eyes gradually became firmer.


    …


    The next day, the elder found Mo Hua and told everyone about their decision.


    "Everyone agreed. If there is a spirit stone, the spirit stone will be produced, and if there is a strength, the formation in the spirit field will be rebuilt.


    Later, the elder saluted the ink painting solemnly:


    "Please save my monks from Qianjia Town and be famine!"


    Mo Hua couldn''t stand such a big gift, so he quickly helped the elder up.


    The elder looked at the ink painting with expectation.


    But Mo Hua shook his head and said, "I can''t save you."


    The elder looked stunned.


    Mo Hua sighed, "I can only help you draw the formation, but if the formation can really save you, then the formation of the ancestor of the Sun family will have saved you."


    "But no..."


    "For so many years, you have lived a life of hunger and fullness."


    The elder was shocked when he heard this, and then he felt like he was thinking, and his mood fluctuated for a moment.


    Ink painting continued:


    "I can draw a good formation to make the soil fertile and the spiritual fields harvest, so that everyone can have a full meal."


    "But then what?"


    "The Sun family is still here, and they will still bully you."


    "The built spiritual fields will still be destroyed."


    "The drawn formation will still be destroyed."


    "You don''t know how to form, you still have to be controlled by others and be exploited by the Sun family."


    "Build a formation in the spiritual field, and the land is fertile. You may live a better life and eat more than one or two years, or even five or six years."


    "But what about more than ten years, decades, or even a hundred years later?"


    "Will it be the same as before?"


    The elder''s expression was filled with a strong bitterness, which turned into an indelible sorrow.


    He said helplessly: "But the Sun family has a foundation-building monk..."


    Mo Hua shook his head, "It''s just the early stage of foundation building, and he is half a formation master. He doesn''t often fight with people and is unfamiliar with Taoism."


    "Generally speaking, if he dares to fight hard for ten or nine levels of Qi refining, it will be enough to make him afraid."


    Mo Hua said again: "The Sun family is domineering and relying on Lingnong''s weakness, just by just living with it."


    "If you really unite and be united in the outside world, they will not dare to act recklessly."


    The elder looked hesitant and sighed:


    "But... in this way, I''m afraid I''ll bleed to death..."


    Mo Hua said in a somewhat solemn tone:


    "You bleed, and your descendants can have enough food. If you starve to death, your descendants will starve to death."


    The elder suddenly lost his mind when he heard this.


    Mo Hua comforted again: "Actually, the Sun family dare not go too far."


    After all, there is Dao Tingsi who went to Taicheng.


    Although the local Daotingsi will not directly care about matters outside the fairy city, if the conflicts are serious, they will have to intervene.


    Daotingsi acts in accordance with the "Dao Law".


    At least on the surface.


    With the constraints of the "Dao Law", the Dao Court''s responsibilities are in place, and the Sun family dare not be too presumptuous.


    After all, the Sun family is different from the Qian family, or rather, the Black Mountain Village of the Qian family ancestor.


    They are just parasites that **** blood and enjoy themselves, not executioners who kill people.


    "So I can only help you, I can''t save you..."


    Mo Hua''s eyes were clear and frank, "The only one who can save you is you."


    The elder frowned and pondered for a long time. Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, saluted Mo Hua and said solemnly:


    "Thank you, sir, I understand."


    (This chapter ends)