Chapter 671 Bottleneck
Inside Taixu Sect, disciples live.
The second floor of the kitchen building, a private room.
Cheng Mo, Situ Jian and others were treating Mo Hua to a big meal.
There are green mountains and green waters outside the window, and clouds and mist are shrouded in clouds and mist.
Indoor spiritual fruits and wine, delicious delicacies.
This meal cost a lot of spirit stones, but Cheng Mo and others are all from aristocratic families and do not lack spirit stones, so I can eat Mo Hua with peace of mind.
Xiao Yu''er also sat next to the ink painting and ate and drank.
The dishes on the table are all loved by Mo Hua.
Even if I don’t like to eat it, I love to eat it for such a price.
There are especially many chicken legs on the plate, including Jin pheasant, grouse, Yun chicken and other spiritual chickens...
These were specially "offered" to their younger brothers by Cheng Mo and Situ Jian.
The ink painting has a chicken leg in one hand, and I enjoy eating it.
Cheng Mo and the other two, I would like to give this big meal and be grateful for the "life-saving" grace of Mo Hua.
At the same time, I am grateful to Ink Painting. Although it is a coincidence, it is true that I have made a lot of contributions with them.
More than twenty human traffickers in black died, and the only one in black on the surface "escape" and left.
The abducted monk was also rescued.
These monks who were sold were not very old, most of them were between the ages of ten and fifteen, and their spiritual roots were of the best grade, and they were all children of the family.
It’s just that it is not a family in Qianzhou, but some small and medium-sized families from various state boundaries outside Qianzhou.
They came to Qianxuezhou in advance to seek the opportunity to join the sect.
Because they are not children of local families in Qianzhou, once they are abducted and trafficked, it will be very difficult to track down and most of them are left unresolved.
Now although the trafficker is dead, he is beyond recognition and has no evidence of death.
But it is always a blessing that these children can be rescued.
Dao Tingsi did not tell the names of Mo Hua and the others, for fear that they would be remembered by other human traffickers, but it was also true that they made great contributions.
So Daotingsi gave them some spirit stones as rewards.
In addition, they made an exception to them, and each of them transferred 300 points of merit.
These merits are indeed "exceptions", and this ink painting is very clear.
Because of these merits, they were soon received.
The merits that Uncle Gu promised to encircle and kill the Fire Buddha in the devil''s cave and kill the fire Buddha were still "tracked" in the Daotingsi. I don''t know where it was stuck, and I haven''t even seen a shadow yet.
Three hundred merits!
Mo Hua is fine. Although he is very happy, he is not an introductory disciple who has never seen any meritorious disciple.
He still has more than a thousand merits in his account now.
Moreover, he killed so many traffickers and saved many people, and 300 points of merit were not many.
But Dao Tingsi has always been stingy, so it would be great if he had it.
What''s more, Daotingsi also added 20,000 spirit stones, which is considered unsatisfactory.
But Cheng Mo and the others are different.
These children have never seen so many achievements.
When you look at the gate and sweep the streets, you can earn a few points.
Go out to do a task in the early stage of foundation building. After a split of equal parts, each person only has dozens of points, occasionally even only a dozen points.
Merits are good things that cannot be bought even with spirit stones.
The 300 points of purchase is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
Cheng Mo and his friends all smiled and said that they had to invite Mo Hua to have a big meal.
During the meal, Cheng Mo handed the chicken legs to Mo Hua, Situ Jian poured fruit wine to Mo Hua, Yang Qianjun and Yi Li toasted Mo Hua, and Hao Xuan arranged to serve the dishes.
A group of people were lively.
The ink painting was very happy.
Xiaoyuer also learned to draw ink, holding the chicken legs in her little hands, and gnawing happily.
Several of them were all from the same school. After experiencing the battle between human traffickers in black, it was considered a "living and dying together". Therefore, the atmosphere on the table was very good and the guests and hosts were having fun.
After eating for a while, Situ Jian couldn''t help but ask curiously:
"Ink painting...what did you do before?"
Why are you young, so skilled in hiding, investigating, setting up ambush, fighting, assassinating...?
This is not like something a small formation master can do...
Ink painting was stunned.
Situ Jian apologized and said, "If it is inconvenient, you don''t have to say it out."
Although he is indeed curious, there are always some secrets in the practice of monks and they don’t want others to know about it.
Mo Hua thought about it and felt that everyone was a fellow disciple and could help each other in the future. You can say more appropriately to avoid them being curious every day.
"I''m a demon hunter!"
Ink painting is confident and proud.
Cheng Mo and others looked at Mo Hua’s white and tender arms and legs, and their expressions were a little doubtful.
He doesn''t look like a demon hunter at all...
"Really?" Yi Li said curiously.
Mo Hua said unhappily, "Of course it''s true!"
His father is a demon hunter, so is he.
But he was in poor physical condition and when hunting monsters, he couldn''t rush up and fight like other monster hunters.
But physical fighting is also killing, and using traps and formations is also killing.
If you can hunt monsters, you are naturally a monster hunter.
What''s more, even the evil demon was hunted by his disintegration formation. He is not a demon hunter, who else is?
Ink painting explained to them:
"Flesh fighting is just a path. The basic thing for a demon hunter is to prepare for the future and not fight unprepared battles..."
"Everything is planned, and if it is not planned, it will be abandoned."
"Whether you hunt monsters or fight with people, before fighting, you must have plans, plan, and be patient. If you have a trap, use a trap. If you can amaze a person, you must ambush it."
"You must act steadily, be ambushed deeply, and act ruthlessly..."
"This is what my father taught me at the beginning..."
The ink painting looks proud.
"oh…"
Cheng Mo and his friends nodded when they saw Mo Hua speak very well and sounded very reasonable.
Although Yu''er didn''t understand, she nodded with admiration.
"Then..." Yang Qianjun was also a little curious, "Investigate, track, kill and kill people... Cough, eliminate demons and protect the way, and don''t alert the snake, how could you do this?"
Mo Hua thought about it and simply said, "Uncle Gu taught me!"
Yang Qianjun was stunned, "Uncle Gu?"
Mo Hua said: "The Gu family of Daoting Si, a kind-hearted uncle Dian Si in the Jindan realm, was taught by him!"
Mo Hua sighed and said with some gratitude:
"He was afraid that I would suffer losses in the sect, and I was afraid that I would be in danger when doing tasks, so he told me how Daotingsi tracked down the experience of arresting and censoring the cultivator."
"This is what Uncle Gu taught me!"
Ink painting is firm and emphasized again.
"Daotingsi, Gu family, Jindan realm dictionary..."
Yang Qianjun and others'' expressions became solemn.
They looked at Yu''er who was following Mo Hua again and nodded secretly.
This child, named Yuer, followed by Mo Hua, is the direct descendant of the Shangguan family.
The Shangguan family and the Gu family have a close relationship.
Mo Hua has a good relationship with the Shangguan family and it is reasonable to have friendship with the Gu family.
The Gu family has served in the Daoting Department for all dynasties and acted according to the Dao law. They are naturally familiar with the matter of tracking and arresting evil spirits.
It is naturally reasonable to have an uncle from the Gu family teach him these things.
Although the methods are a little "vicious".
But if you are not more fierce when dealing with the demon cultivator, others will be more fierce to you.
Yang Qianjun and others suddenly became clear in their hearts.
No wonder, although Mo Hua is a formation master, he is so skilled in tracking, assassinating, and killing.
It turns out that it was taught by someone...
Some of their suspicions and grudges gradually disappeared.
The few people ate for a while and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
Mo Hua was full and drunk, lying down to digest food, but heard Cheng Mo and his friends muttering, discussing how to spend 300 points of merit.
Cheng Mo said he would buy gold, earth and stone.
Situ Jian said he wanted to save more and buy some fire spirit swords specially made by Taixu Sect.
Yang Qianjun and Yi Li said they wanted to buy some spiritual objects to break through the bottleneck...
Mo Hua asked with some confusion:
"You are all children of aristocratic families. Do you not give me the things used for cultivation in the clan? Do you still need to change them from the sect?"
Situ Jian and others were all stunned.
Cheng Mo said, "Aren''t you too... Oh, you are not..."
He scratched his head and explained:
"No matter how many cultivation resources are, there are no need to worry about the number of spiritual stones. For example, the spiritual objects required for breakthroughs in martial arts and the spiritual weapons required for Taoism, these are the more the better."
"When practicing the exercises, every extra spiritual object can be stronger."
"For casting spiritual weapons, every little more expensive materials, the quality can be higher."
"The practice of the top children of aristocratic families requires a lot of resources to strive for excellence."
"No matter how much the family gives, it is limited. After all, there are so many disciples in the clan. Unless you really have spiritual roots against the will of heaven, you will not be able to use all the resources for you alone."
"Especially for the top-grade spiritual root disciples, they need a lot of spiritual stones and objects to practice the top-grade martial arts."
"It''s okay if one or two are apart. Once there are more children, there will be no enough precious spiritual objects..."
Situ Jian nodded and then said:
"Generally speaking, the resources provided by the clan will only be 70% to 80%."
"These resources are enough for you to practice, but not enough for you to ''strike for excellence''..."
"If you want to polish your deep foundation, practice your skills to the extreme, refine more top-quality spiritual weapons, and stand out among the genius, you must practice everything in the best direction and try to pursue perfection..."
“These all require a lot of resources.”
"Oh..." Mo Hua was a little confused when she heard it.
Situ Jian was afraid that ink painting would not understand, so he gave an example:
"Do not consider the specific spiritual root restrictions, assuming that you have full qualifications, you can cultivate the spiritual power of a hundred Zhoutian."
"Overall children of aristocratic families rely on family supply to cultivate 70% to 80% and condense the spiritual power of 70 to 80 cycles, which is enough." "But if you want to go further and cultivate spiritual power to 90 cycles or even above 90 cycles, you need additional resources."
"The spiritual power of more than ninety cycles of heaven is extremely difficult and costly every week."
"Maybe ninety to ninety-one, this spiritual power requires more spiritual stones and objects than you need to cultivate to eighty-year heaven from the beginning."
“The more you reach the extreme, the more you are.”
"If you want to make a name for yourself in the sect, you must try your best to achieve excellence, practice to the extreme, and achieve perfection."
"You just have to find a way for these extra spiritual resources."
"If your parents, grandparents, or legitimate ancestors have a high level and a prominent position in the clan, they will solve some of them for you."
"The rest depends on you to fight for in the sect."
"This is the case with the martial arts, some Taoist techniques, spiritual weapons, etc...."
"And the sect merits that can be used as ''hard currency'' to exchange for various resources and inheritances is naturally extremely scarce, and no matter how many it is, it is not enough..."
Mo Hua opened her mouth wide and was shocked.
There was never a moment that made him feel that the gap between the rich and the poor in the practice of Taoism was so big.
The practice of the genius disciple is completely different from the practice of a casual cultivator like him.
He himself made do with it, just let it go.
According to this rule, his spiritual power is not only eighty-year-old, sixty-year-old is not bad, let alone the "perfect" ninety-one or one hundred-year-old...
He can''t afford to practice at all.
It''s really too expensive...
He just sold him... No, even if he sold him from this life to the next 108 lives, he could not afford to practice.
Mo Hua sighed and felt a little depressed.
But when he changed his mind, he remembered that he was "the enlightenment of the divine consciousness".
Our Dao base is not about flesh and blood and spiritual power, and his strength does not rely too much on precious spiritual weapons, so he does not have to "scroll" with them like this.
Otherwise, even if you roll yourself into a twist, you will not be able to compare with them...
Ink painting became inexplicably happy again.
But he was still a little confused and asked quietly:
"Is it really meaningful to spend such a big price to cultivate the spiritual power of this or two more weeks of heaven?"
"Why is it meaningless?" Cheng Mo sighed, "You have one more spiritual power, which is stronger than others."
“It’s also strong to be stronger.”
"And don''t underestimate this. Your martial arts are a little worse, your Taoist skills are a little worse, your spiritual weapons are a little worse... Everything is a little worse, and the sum is much worse..."
"This is just foundation building. The more you go to the back, the greater the gap..."
"And there are still..." Hao Xuan also quickly explained to Mo Hua, "The sect accepts disciples, and some Yuhua or Dongxu powerful people accept disciples. In fact, they all depend on the number of spiritual power cycles."
"The spiritual roots illustrate potential, but potential is only potential."
"If you don''t have resources and cannot cultivate enough spiritual power in the sky, it means you have wasted your potential."
"So the better the spiritual roots, the better the exercises, and the more spiritual power you cultivate, the more promising it will be in the future."
“Every of these three is indispensable.”
“So is family marriage.”
"Even if you are a waste, stupid and stupid, you can only practice, but if you have the best spiritual roots and high-quality skills, you will also value the clan."
Mo Hua doesn’t understand, “I only know how to practice, what does the family value?”
Hao Xuan blurted out, "Breeding..."
Situ Jian slapped him in the back, reminding him not to talk nonsense.
Hao Xuan grinned in pain, and then said embarrassedly, "No, no, it''s... marriage..."
"Marriage?" Mo Hua was stunned.
"Yeah." Hao Xuan nodded, "My mother secretly told me that the bigger the family, the more uninhuman, and the more utilitarian it is."
"Even if you are a waste, as long as you have good qualifications and have many spiritual powers, your ancestors will not care about it. They will also choose a good marriage for you, so that you can give birth to a descendant with better qualifications."
Hao Xuan sighed, "It''s like a human raising pigs, matching good pig seedlings..."
Situ Jian glared at him again.
Hao Xuan immediately covered his mouth and thought to himself:
It was so lingering, I almost let it go again...
Yi Li sighed:
"So sometimes, I also feel that the ancestors with high cultivation do not regard the disciples in the family as ''people''..."
Hao Xuan said strangely: "Aren''t your Yi family ancestors pretty good? I haven''t heard of anything about forcing marriage..."
Yi Li muttered, "I didn''t talk about my ancestor..."
…
Mo Hua listened aside and couldn''t help but frown.
Seeing this, Yang Qianjun moved slightly and said, "Of course, this is in Qianzhou, and these are the key points..."
He knew that the spiritual root qualifications of Mo Hua were not good, and his spiritual power was also very... shabby. He was afraid that Mo Hua would be sad, so he comforted him:
"But our Yang family pays less attention to these..."
"Our Yang family is from the Taoist Bing Department. Although we also pay attention to qualifications, we value military merits more. Whoever makes great contributions will be valued by the family."
"On the contrary, if you are just talented but dare not fight on the battlefield, you will still be looked down upon."
Yang Qianjun looked at the ink painting and said kindly: "Ink painting, next annual leave, why don''t you visit the Yang family with me?"
Mo Hua was stunned.
At that moment, he seemed to feel that Yang Jiyong and Yang Jishan were possessed by Yang Qianjun at this moment.
Their Yang family seems to have the four words "pull people into the gang".
Cheng Mo was unhappy, "Yang Qianjun, don''t talk nonsense. No family does not value spiritual root qualifications."
Yang Qianjun corrected: "It''s not that I don''t look at it, it''s not that particular..."
Cheng Mo said stubbornly: "This is not the same thing. No matter what, it depends on spiritual power. Being stronger by Zhoutian is also stronger..."
Yang Qianjun shook his head and said, "That''s right... your spiritual power of ninety-year-olds cannot beat others. If you have one more spiritual power of the world, you can beat it?"
"If others don''t fight head-on and ambush the killer in secret, it will be useless no matter how much spiritual power you have."