Chapter 518 Farewell
I don’t know anything about cause and effect and fate.
He only remembers one sentence:
The heart of Tao is firm and all evil will not invade.
As long as you concentrate on learning the formation, understand the great way, be firm in the heart of the Tao, keep tempering your spiritual thoughts, enhance your spiritual thoughts to the extreme, have a thorough mind, and understand the principles of everything, then all evil spirits are not to be afraid.
Ink painting is still practiced as always and learned formations.
But the evil Taoist obviously refused to give up.
The evil shadow of the corpse king occasionally appears inexplicably in the sea of ??consciousness, with blood-red eyes and cruel expressions looking at the ink painting.
This kind of existence is completely different from the divine mind body of the blue-faced ghost and the ancestor of the Zhang family.
It seems to exist, but it is also nothing.
It is clearly real, but also false.
It is not like a real divine thought, as Mr. Zhuang said, it is more like a kind of past thought that resides in the past, cause and effect.
The evil shadow of the corpse king has appeared repeatedly.
Mo Hua was a little surprised and worried at first, but later she remembered Mr. Zhuang''s words:
"Just keep a normal mind, stick to the Taoist mind, don''t worry, don''t be afraid, don''t even think about it..."
Ink painting doesn’t matter.
The corpse king in the sea of ??consciousness is just a bronze corpse.
I have killed the bronze corpse.
The ancestors of the Zhang family were all "eat" by themselves. Although they were defeated by many people at that time and some were not defeated, they are different now.
Now I am at the peak of the thirteen-lined lines of spiritual consciousness, and now I am different from the past.
Even if you fight head-on and fight alone, you can subdue the bronze corpse transformed by the ancestor of the Zhang family.
Moreover, this corpse king was controlled by himself with the spiritual pivot formation.
Being controlled by oneself before “life”.
After "death", I can''t turn out my palm.
Mo Hua doesn’t know much about cause and effect.
The ignorant is fearless.
Precisely because of "ignorance", he is "fearless".
And because of fearlessness, the ink painting has a firm mind and a strong momentum, and does not take this corpse king with only the aura of Taoism seriously.
The corpse king roared.
Mo Hua frowned and said, "Don''t bother me!"
The corpse king was scolded by Mo Hua and trembled instinctively, then became angry and looked ferocious, but it was really helpless, so it could only growl again and retreat unwillingly...
Every now and then, the corpse king appeared in Mo Hua''s mind.
But Mo Hua ignored it at all, and was even full of disdain, and occasionally let it get out.
The corpse king could only look fierce and hibernate.
Later on, the corpse king appeared less...
The sea of ??consciousness in ink painting is also much purer.
But what he didn''t know was that his causal fate was much more dangerous...
…
The incident happened in Nanyue City, the corpse king was killed, Lu Chengyun died, and the Lingshu Formation was learned, and it was time to leave.
Before leaving, Mo Hua buried the ashes of the elders of the Xiaoling Yin Sect in the golden and black jade jar and handed them over to Yan Zhishi.
Teacher Yan held the ashes and looked excited.
Then he felt a little sigh and guilty, "The disciples are incompetent, so that all the senior elders of the sect will suffer this bad luck..."
Teacher Yan’s eyes were red, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his emotions could not be calm for a long time.
The anger, confusion, hard work, loneliness and depression over the years are all churning in my chest.
Take the traitor to justice and find the sect inherited formation.
He has been thinking about these things for so many years.
But he didn''t expect that there would be a day when dreams came true.
Teacher Yan looked at the ink painting again, which was both grateful and self-blame, and couldn''t help but sigh:
"Thanks to you for this matter..."
Tracking the traitor, finding out his identity, destroying his plan, letting him pay his blood debts and comforting his master, and the spirit of the heavens of the predecessors of the Xiaoling Yin Sect...
This should have been something I had to do.
As a result, this grudge was settled entirely by ink painting.
This incident involved the Lu family, the corpse mine, the corpse king, and even the Dao Court, forcing the Dao Court to send Dao soldiers to suppress it.
He could guess how dangerous there was in this place.
These dangers should have been borne by oneself...
But they all pressed on the child Mo Hua.
I did almost nothing.
Teacher Yan was ashamed for a moment, "I am really ashamed of being a teacher..."
But Mo Hua shook his head, "Teaching, you have done a lot."
Teacher Yan was stunned and said with a gentle smile:
"You don''t have to comfort me..."
Mo Hua shook his head and said, "It''s not a comfort. Master told me that things in this world have their own causes and effects. Every drink and peck have laws."
"Lu Chengyun was killed and the corpse disaster was calmed down. It is the good cause you planted and the good results you can have."
Mo Hua just listened to some of the fur of cause and effect from Mr. Zhuang, and then learned and sold it now. He gave it to Teacher Yan for his words.
Teacher Yan frowned, "What does this have to do with me?"
"Of course it''s related!"
Ink painting explained with a clear explanation:
"Without your enlightenment, I might not have embarked on the path of formation; without your recommendation, I would not have been able to be a teacher by Mr. Zhuang; without my teacher, I would not have been able to learn the formation so well, nor would I travel around and look for formations."
"When I arrived in Nanyue City, I was both to find the formation and to find you."
"I won''t come if you are not in Nanyue City."
"With your clues, you can step by step, find out the conspiracy between Zhang Quan, the corpse village, the corpse mine, and Lu Chengyun and the corpse king..."
"It was only in the end that Lu Chengyun was killed, the corpse king was subdued, the corpse trouble was calmed, and the stolen inheritance of the Xiaoling Yin Sect was regained."
"And Lu Chengyun was killed by the Corpse King, and the Corpse King was controlled by the Lingshu Formation."
"So, Lu Chengyun died under the inheritance of the Xiaoling Yin Sect."
"These are all causal cycles."
"Without you, inheriting the formation, and planting good causes, all this would not have happened, and the corpse mine would not have been the result today..."
Teacher Yan was a little stunned and was stunned for a long time.
Good causes and good results...
After a long time, he laughed:
"You kid, you have been talking since you were a child."
The key is that these words are reasonable and cannot be refuted.
This is indeed because he valued Mo Hua, taught him the formation, and gave him an opportunity. Now he can help him so much and settle the grudges of Xiaoling Yin Sect for himself.
In this way, it seems that I can’t be considered a failure?
Teacher Yan was a little moved, and he looked at the sincere ink painting and was filled with relief.
I can''t bear to let Mo Hua''s talent be buried. Perhaps it is the most correct thing I have done in my life...
Teacher Yan felt that his knot in his heart over the years had finally been slowly untied.
His brows stretched.
But what followed was empty loss.
Lu Chengyun died, and his revenge was avenged, and his wish was fulfilled.
He suddenly didn''t know what he was going to do.
Revenge has become his obsession and the motivation for him to survive for so many years. Now that he has to take revenge, he suddenly becomes a little confused.
Mo Hua was a little clear, her eyes were slightly brighter, and she asked in a low voice:
"Teacher, how do you want to place the ashes of these predecessors of Xiaoling Yin Sect?"
Teacher Yan was stunned, then pondered for a moment and sighed:
"The Xiaoling Yin Sect is gone, and the mountain gate has been sold out. I can''t go back... I plan to find a place, build a tomb, and place these seniors for a long time. During the holidays, I''ll pay homage to you..."
And I was just right, plain, and spent the rest of my life.
Mo Hua asked again:
“Where is the burial place?”
"this…"
Teacher Yan was a little hesitant, and he had not yet decided where to bury him.
Nowadays, it is not easy to find a good piece of land, and it also costs a lot of spirit stones.
"Or why be buried in Tongxian City?" Mo Hua said.
"Tongxian City?" Teacher Yan was a little surprised.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, patted his chest, and said confidently:
"I am very familiar with Tongxian City. Zhou Zhangsi, Elder Yu, the old man of the An family, and Master Luo... I have some friendship with all the cultivators with great strength..."
"I will write a letter and you will take it back to explain the whole story. They will help you."
"At that time, you can bury all the seniors of Xiaoling Yin Sect wherever you want."
Teacher Yan was stunned.
Can you help yourself with a letter?
You are not having a relationship, your relationship is already too strong...
But it’s not right.
I remember correctly that monks such as Zhou Zhangsi, Elder Yu, and Old Master An are not only foundation-building monks, but also have a high status in Tongxian City.
Master Luo is even a senior first-grade formation master...
How do you get familiar with ink paintings with them?
Even if he is a young and promising first-class formation master, he will not have such a wide connection...
Teacher Yan was a little stunned.
What happened to Tongxian City in the past two or three years since I left?
The child Mo Hua is so face-to-face now?
"Teacher?" Mo Hua shouted.
Teacher Yan came to his senses.
"What do you think?" Mo Hua asked.
Teacher Yan hesitated for a moment and slowly said, "Tongxian City, the mountain is not rich, this..."
Ink paintings are kept silent:
"Don''t worry, Tongxian City is no longer the same as before, you will know when you go back."
Teacher Yan was a little confused, but he didn''t ask in detail.
Under the current circumstances, it is the best choice to place these seniors of the Little Ling Yin Sect in Tongxian City.
"Okay." Teacher Yan nodded.
Mo Hua looked happy, and then asked, "Teacher, do you want to rebuild the Xiaoling Yin Sect?"
Reconstructing...Little Ling Yin Sect?
Teacher Yan''s heart trembled, turned his head, and looked at the ink painting in disbelief. Mo Hua said: "Of course, this kind of thing is not urgent, so you can do it step by step..."
"When you go back to Tongxian City, you can teach the formation of scattered cultivators first. When there are more disciples who learn the formation, then slowly build the mountain gate..."
"Elder Yu is definitely willing to help you with this kind of thing."
"There will be no problem with Daotingsi."
"On the Formation Master, Master Luo and Elder Qian will also support you..."
"It''s time, it may take longer. After all, it''s the matter of building a sect. It cannot be achieved overnight. It requires long-term persistence, and even the efforts of several generations..."
“…”
Ink painting tells everything clearly.
Teacher Yan was excited for a moment, but he was still a little hesitant. Obviously he had a lot of concerns and didn''t know how to make a decision.
Ink painting said in a deep voice:
"Reconstruct the Xiaoling Yin Sect, inherit the formation, and carry forward the predecessors of these Xiaoling Yin Sect, and more disciples will worship them in the future..."
Inheriting the formation, carry forward it, and more disciples worship it...
Teacher Yan’s heart beat violently.
In the eyes, confusion dissipated, and hope and desire emerged.
This is what ink and painting words are all about.
He knew that Teacher Yan had made a decision, and he didn''t need to say anything else to do next.
Strictly teach respects teachers and respects the Tao, and attaches great importance to the inheritance of formations.
For so many years, he has never given up on traitors like Lu Chengyun. Now the opportunity to revitalize the sect and inherit the formation is in front of him, and Master Yan will not give up.
Even if there are so many difficulties, he will find a way to overcome them.
A few days later, Teacher Yan set out.
He wants to return to Tongxian City, choose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and bury the ancestors of Xiaoling Yin Sect.
At the same time, the idea of ??rebuilding the Xiaoling Yin Sect and inheriting the formation gradually took root in his heart.
Mo Hua sent many formation books and some experience in his own formation.
The array diagrams of the Lingshu array are also disassembled one by one, from simple to traditional, from shallow to deep, and the notes are clear.
It is both convenient to learn and teach.
This array map was also handed over to Teacher Yan.
Teacher Yan took it solemnly, his hands trembling a little.
In addition, Mohua also gave some specialties from Nanyue City, as well as dry food on the road, as well as some elixirs such as poison avoidance, miasma-removing pills, demon-removing pills and other elixirs for use in evading dangers.
Ink painting has always sent Yan Teaching outside the city.
Along the way, Mo Hua''s little mouth chattered constantly, constantly instructing:
"You need to order a product first..."
"After the product is customized, it will be much more convenient to act."
"Tongxian City has many people, so the ordering is smoother. Daotingsi also has a special car to pick it up..."
"You have already decided to build the foundation first. It doesn''t matter if you want to find some spiritual stones to credit... You just look for Yu... No, Elder Yu is relatively poor, you look for Mr. An, the An family is very rich, and their young master is still named An Xiaofu, and he is familiar with me..."
"Once you become a foundation-building monk and your spiritual consciousness reaches the twelve lines, you can learn the spiritual pivot formation."
"Learn a little bit, don''t hurry. Start with the simplest, and proceed step by step..."
…
Teacher Yan was a little amused, but he was also warm.
The words of ink painting benefited him a lot.
He, who is a teacher, now wants to learn the formation from his disciples...
In Yan Teaching’s heart, it is both emotion and relief.
After Mo Hua finished talking about the formation, he began to talk about other things:
"You go back and give me a greeting to my parents..."
"Just say I''m safe, eating, drinking, sleeping well, and growing fat and fat, learning the formation well, and not encountering any dangers. They don''t have to worry..."
"And Elder Yu, Grandpa Feng, Master Chen, uncles and uncles of the demon hunter..."
"There are also the big tiger and the big pillar..."
"I''ll ask for my questions..."
Mo Hua talked about a bunch of people in one breath.
"Okay, hurry up..."
Teacher Yan couldn''t remember his mind and sighed in his heart, "Is this kid so popular?"
Before they knew it, the two arrived at the city gate.
It is necessary to part with you after sending you a thousand miles away, and ink paintings must be separated from Yan Teaching.
When we really got apart, we didn’t know what to say, and the atmosphere was a little silent for a moment.
The ink painting''s eyes flashed, and he was a little reluctant to leave.
Teacher Yan looked at the ink painting deeply, as if he wanted to remember the ink painting in his heart.
After a while, he patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and said with expectations:
“Study hard!”
"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded.
Teacher Yan waved his hand and said warmly:
"Okay, go back, I''m leaving."
He carried his bags, stepped onto the mountain road, and left Nanyue City. He would occasionally turn around. Seeing Mo Hua standing at the gate of the city, he waved his hand and signaled Mo Hua to go back. After walking a few steps, he turned around and waved his hand...
The mountains and fields are vast.
Teacher Yan’s figure gradually drifted away and disappeared into the rugged mountains.
Mo Hua looked solemn, looked at the mountains in the distance, and bowed deeply again...
Just like in the past, at the foot of Tongxian City, he and Yan Zhishi said goodbye.
…
Yan Teach said goodbye to the ink painting, left Nanyue City, and walked along the mountain road alone to the northwest. When passing through several peaks, he saw several mines connected.
There is a huge mine in the mine.
At this time, the mine was mining, and the sound was noisy and a bit lively.
Although the mine repair in the mine was hard, the face was no longer bitter, no depression, and no pain.
Instead, there is more hope.
As long as you work hard, you will have a better hope.
This is completely different from the scene he saw when he came.
Teacher Yan remembered what Ink Painting said, "Sow good causes and get good results."
Is the mine a good result?
If I had never planted good causes back then, would the mines in today''s life still be like zombies as before, and at night, zombies live like humans, working as hard as humans?
Maybe I can''t see the scene in front of me...
Teacher Yan felt relieved.
"Yes, I don''t count, I''m not there, I''ve accomplished nothing..."
I am indeed limited in my ability and cannot help many people.
If you do not have the law of passage, you cannot kill the evil people.
The formation has average ability, no advanced formations, and cannot build large formations.
If you can do it yourself, you just pass on the formation.
Let those with talent for formations not waste their time.
Let those who are capable of benefiting others not be buried.
As long as you can have multiple good causes, you will naturally produce more good results...
As soon as he thought about this, Yan Zhixi''s eyes suddenly came to an end.
My life span is limited, but there are still many things I can do!
He turned around and took a look in the direction of Nanyue City.
The mountains are covered, and he can no longer see the ink paintings in front of the city gate.
But Mo Hua''s figure was still imprinted in his mind.
This is the first and only one, at the Qi Refining Realm, you can learn the first-grade twelve-patterned spiritual pivot formation of the Xiaoling Yin Sect.
I don’t know what kind of achievements this child will achieve in the future...
Teacher Yan’s eyes were full of hope.
…
In Nanyue City, a few days later.
Teacher Yan left, and Mo Hua was leaving too.
He has said goodbye to Elder Su, Situ Fang, Qinglan, Yang Jishan and others.
Elder Su was very reluctant to leave.
He still likes ink painting very much and gives him a bunch of good tea to ink painting.
Mo Hua was a little confused, "You gave me so much?"
"Yeah." Elder Su said sadly: "You can take it all. You''re leaving. It''s boring for me to drink it alone. These good teas tasted lighter."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "It''s better to drink less tea, you should spend more time on your son."
Elder Su blushed, "What son?"
Mo Hua looked at him silently.
Elder Su smiled embarrassedly and then sighed:
"The past is unbearable to look back on, and they are all here to collect debts."
But there was still a bit of care in my eyes.
Situ Fang and Qinglan also gave some things to ink paintings and invited:
"If you have time, you must visit Situ''s house and let me take a break from the friendship of the landlord."
Mo Hua said, "It must be certain."
Yang Jishan felt a little regretful.
What a great talent.
How great it would be if I could enter the Daojian Department!
Their Yang family have a relatively consistent idea.
At the same time, he also said something similar to Yang Jiyong:
"If you want to join the Dao Bing Office in the future, we will report the name of the Yang family, and we will protect you!"
Mo Hua smiled and thanked, "Thank you Uncle Yang!"
Everything was ready, Mo Hua, his junior brother, senior sister, and Mr. Kuo Lao and Zhuang, sat on the cart pulled by Dabai, and the sound of horse hooves dripped on a new road.
The road is rugged and the car is stable.
Mo Hua asked, "Master, where are we going next?"
“Always heading south.”
"Looking south?"
"Yes." Mr. Zhuang nodded, "It''s almost done."
He looked at the ink painting with a long gaze:
"You should build the foundation..."
?Thank you Yunze Hanfeng, PYHuang, and the breeze also dyes the bright moon for the reward~
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(This chapter ends)