Chapter 977 Change of life


    After that, Mo Hua took time and went to the small book garden outside his disciples'' residence, and looked at the big white dog.


    The big white dog is dozing off.


    When Mo Hua walked to it, it suddenly woke up and jumped up. Seeing that it was Mo Hua, it stuck out its tongue and wanted to lie back.


    But before he could lie down, the big white dog slowly stood up again, with big eyes staring at Mo Hua and looking left and right, and sniffing the breath of Mo Hua''s body.


    Then it seemed to understand something, and immediately shivered, with white hair standing upright on its body. Looking at the ink painting, the whole dog was stunned.


    It seems that ink painting has become stronger now, too strong.


    There is a sad thick barrier between it and the ink painting.


    The big white dog is like a clay sculpture, standing in the wind.


    Mo Hua looked funny, took out a bone and threw it to the big white dog.


    Just a bone.


    The big white dog snorted coldly, a little unhappy at first, but after a while, he smelled the strong smell of demons in his bones. The big white dog''s eyes immediately glowed and his saliva flowed down.


    This bone is specially made in ink painting.


    The divine formation is used to seal a part of it. He occupies the throne of the evil **** and intercepts some of the demons from the nightmare of the evil fetus.


    Mo Hua had promised to bring "delicious" things to the big white dog, so when he had the chance, he kept some demons and gave them a tooth sacrifice.


    The big white dog gnawed on his bones and sucked the demons, his tail shaking constantly, and his heart gradually faded away, and he regarded Mo Hua as a "good friend" again.


    Mo Hua rubbed the white hair on its neck.


    The big white dog used his big head to rub ink painting.


    In the Book Garden, the head of Taixu held the book and stared at this scene in a daze. The more he looked, the more he felt it became incredible.


    …


    After feeding the big white dog, Mo Hua went back with satisfaction.


    One day, it will be a ten-day break.


    Mo Hua went to Daotingsi according to his plan and visited Xia Supervisor in Yuhua Realm.


    Xia Zheng was born in the Xia family and was the supervisor of the central government. He has a high status and power. He is also very busy on weekdays. He is not qualified to see him.


    But when he heard that Mo Hua was coming, he still pushed some invitations from his family or sects and saw Mo Hua himself.


    "Summer is good." Mo Hua''s attitude is very respectful.


    "Okay." Supervisor Xia was very satisfied, stretched out his hand and signaled, "Little brother, sit down."


    There was a table and a chair next to him, and a cup of tea was brewed on the table.


    The styles of tables and chairs are very ordinary and the tea flavor is light.


    But these are the tables and chairs that Xia Zhengjian here.


    Often, even the heads or heads of small and medium-sized forces are not qualified to sit here. They have to stand and listen to Supervisor Xia’s questions, let alone that cup of tea.


    Mo Hua didn''t think so much. After sitting down peacefully, she took a sip of tea, looked around, and thought silently in her heart:


    This Superintendent Xia looks quite honest.


    This office house is a little bigger than Uncle Gu’s, with simple decoration and very different layouts.


    Of course, this is in Daotingsi. It is hard to say whether he is corruption in private.


    Mo Hua took another sip of tea slowly.


    Xia Zhengshi also silently observed the ink paintings, and saw that he was calm and could drink tea in Daotingsi with a delicious taste.


    Facing my Dao Court supervision, I was respectful and neither humble nor arrogant, nor had any nervous and nervous expressions, and I couldn''t help but sigh in my heart.


    It is indeed a monster talent raised in front of the ancestor. He has such a pattern and demeanor at such a young age.


    Supervisor Xia nodded slightly, took a sip of tea, and slowly said, "I don''t know what happened when I come to me?"


    Mo Hua said straight to the point: "It''s the Shen family''s business."


    Even though Xia Jianshi was so cunning, his eyes were slightly condensed.


    He didn''t expect that Mo Hua was so direct and not at all implicit. He came to him and talked about the Shen family.


    "Supervisor Xia," Mo Hua whispered, "You should already know that I have been to the Shen family''s mine."


    Supervisor Xia was silent for a moment and nodded.


    Such a big thing in the Shen family almost consumed all his energy in the past few days.


    And he had the channels of Daotingsi, so he naturally knew that the fuse of everything that day was that two disciples were kidnapped by tomb robbers and entered the abandoned mine of the Shen family.


    Someone went in one after another, and the conflict broke out later.


    And these two disciples who were "hijacked" were Shen Qingsheng from the Shen family, and the other was Mo Hua.


    It’s just that due to the identity of Mo Hua, he has never been able to investigate.


    What''s more, there was no movement on the surface of Taixu Gate, but secretly, under the arrangement of Mr. Xun, the news of ink paintings had already begun to be blocked.


    Even if he went to check, he could only feel disappointed.


    Mo Hua could also guess in his heart that where he didn''t know, Mr. Xun had been silently protecting him.


    But it is not a solution to keep hiding this kind of thing.


    There is no airtight wall in the world.


    Mo Hua also needs to try to solve the problem by herself and try to deal with "big figures" like Xia Zhengshi.


    "Supervisor Xia, do you want to know what happened under the mine?" Mo Hua said quietly.


    Supervisor Xia thought for a moment and nodded.


    Of course he thought.


    He has actually found out some news about Gushan.


    But these news are all one-sided words, and they are fragmented and foggy. They are not the whole picture of the matter, nor are they the truth of the matter.


    The deeper things are even more unaware of.


    But, can ink painting tell yourself so simply?


    Xia Zheng looked at the eyes and thought, but he did not expect that Mo Hua just took a sip of tea and moistened his throat, and then he talked from the beginning to the end.


    From the time he discovered some clues in Gushan, he encountered tomb robbers later, to the tombs that entered the Shen family, corpses, and the coffin sealed by thousands of corpses, as well as the group of demons, including the prince of the Great Wilderness who was the commander of the Demon Sect, the second elder of the Demon Sect, the late Jindan demon cultivator, the son of the Xuanmo Sect, etc.


    And what did the Shen family do, the origin of the mass grave, the purpose of the tomb, and the restoration of the royal family in the Great Desert...


    Except for some, the secret of Huangshanjun''s divine way was hidden by Mohua.


    The rest of the facts, ink painting, told Xia Zhengjian.


    Even the Xia Supervisor, who holds important positions and is well-informed, was a little unbelievable after listening to it.


    The crowds are pitted, the aristocratic families commit murder, the Demon Sect raises dragons, the Great Wilderness rebellion...


    The cause and effect here is too complicated.


    The problem is too serious.


    Especially the two things of "raising dragons" and "rebellion" are basically on the deadline set up by the Dao Ting.


    If the light is not visible, it would be fine. Once exposed and being made into a slap in the National People''s Congress, it would probably really shock the Dao Court. Then there will be another **** storm.


    Supervisor Xia was secretly frightened.


    He looked at the ink painting again, and was even more surprised.


    This kind of demons gathered together, the Jindan fights in the later stage, and is in a turmoil. How could this kid survive without missing arms and legs, and even come to Daotingsi to have tea calmly?


    Supervisor Xia frowned.


    The geniuses of the Xia family may have better qualifications than him, higher cultivation than him, and greater ambitions than him, but in terms of such ability and concentration, there are probably few who can compare to him...


    Xia Zhengshi was silent for a long time and digested the news revealed by Mo Hua in his heart.


    After a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly and he slowly said, "Little brother, do you tell me this? Are you asking me... to deal with the Shen family?"


    Mo Hua asked, "How do you do it?"


    Supervisor Xia said: "Most of Gushan was blown up by the Shen family, and everything inside turned into powder and buried deep in the ground. Even if there is evidence, most of them were destroyed. Without evidence, it is impossible to convict the Shen family."


    That''s it, but Mo Hua knew that even if there was evidence, Xia Zheng might not attack the Shen family.


    Aristocratic families pay attention to interests.


    Daoting weighs the situation.


    No one will put "fairness" and "justice" first.


    The same is true for Xia Zheng.


    He may not be a bad person, but he may not be considered a good person. When dealing with people and things, he will definitely weigh the pros and cons first in order to seek the greatest benefit.


    If he is useful, he will win over him, but if he is useless one day, he will definitely betray him.


    The same is true for the Shen family.


    If there is really "evidence" and it is in the hands of Supervisor Xia, then he will definitely want to use this "evidence" to strive for the greatest benefit for the Xia family and himself.


    There is no hope for ink painting, and Supervisor Xia can really deal with the Shen family.


    His purpose was to hand over the "knife" to Supervisor Xia, so that he could have a "gap" to cut off the fat piece of Shen''s family.


    Supervisor Xia represents the huge Xia family and the supreme Daoting. As long as he enters the market, he will put great pressure on the Shen family.


    The Shen family must have no time to take care of him.


    Even in the end, he "joined the Shen family" and that meant that he had cut off huge benefits from the Shen family.


    The price paid by "buying" this Daoting Supervisor must be huge.


    The Shen family must cut big meat and bleed heavily.


    As long as the power of the Shen family can be weakened, it is a good thing.


    The Shen family is a fifth-rank family and is also a huge figure in the Qianxuezhou community. It is naturally impossible to defeat a small foundation-building monk with just ink painting.


    Although Gushan was exposed, the final result might not be satisfactory if the ancestor of the Shen family planned.


    Therefore, what ink painting can do is to try to disrupt the situation.


    The Shen family is exhausted and will not focus on themselves.


    Once there are too many benefits to be eaten by others, the Shen family will be damaged and more and more conflicts will break out within.


    A centipede insect will die without being stiff.


    The destruction of aristocratic families is not a matter of time overnight.


    Currently, ink painting can only achieve this.


    As for how much blood the Shen family will produce this time, Mo Hua is not sure, but he believes in the greed of the aristocratic family and the skills of the Dao Ting.


    Other things are not something he can consider. Mo Hua told Supervisor Xia truthfully:


    "I don''t like the Shen family, but Gushan''s affairs are too big. I still have to concentrate on my practice. I can''t control so much, and I don''t have the ability to control it."


    "And it is the responsibility of the Dao Tingshi Department to uphold the law and enforce the law in accordance with the public. I, a disciple of a small sect, can only do my duty and tell the inside story of the Shen family. The affairs of Gushan can only be fair by the Supervisor."


    Mo Hua spoke upright and left himself out.


    What happened next is the responsibility of the Dao Ting.


    Supervisor Xia took Mo Hua deeply, "It''s just that?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    "You have no requirements?"


    Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "There is only one, just don''t tell me. Otherwise, if the Shen family knew that I had leaked secrets to you, they would definitely do everything possible to make things difficult for me. I have no choice but to practice in Taixu Sect with peace of mind."


    Supervisor Xia nodded, "This is natural, don''t worry."


    Things like rumouring are strictly protected in the Daotingsi.


    What''s more, the identity of ink painting is special.


    If he didn''t tell him these things, it wouldn''t matter, but now he has said it personally, it''s reasonable and reasonable. Daotingsi must find a way to keep his secret.


    Otherwise, he would not only offend Taixu Sect, but also lose his credibility as a "supervisor".


    In a sense, this is also the "provocation" of ink painting.


    Supervisor Xia is even more impossible to refuse.


    "This matter is known to heaven and earth, you know to me." Xia Zheng assured.


    Mo Hua nodded with confidence.


    "By the way," Mo Hua remembered another thing, "Supervisor, do you know Fan Jin and Fan Diansi?"


    Xia Zhengluo thought for a while, "Are you talking about the Diansi in Gushan City?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    Supervisor Xia''s eyes were slightly solemn, and he said, "I sent someone to ask about Gushan. He was vague and vague."


    Mo Hua said: "He was afraid of the Shen family''s revenge, so he was a little careful. That day, if you don''t know anything about Gushan tomb he went down with me, you can ask him directly. If he is afraid of your prestige and dare not tell the truth, just report my name."


    "Report your name?"


    "Yes," Mo Hua nodded, "In the tomb, Fan Diansi helped me a lot and had some friendship with me. If you report my name, he will say it."


    Ink painting also gives Fan Diansi a chance.


    Fan Diansi was born in a poor family and had a poor connection. He wanted to make progress, but he never had the chance and encountered obstacles everywhere.


    Now that Mo Hua mentioned this in front of Supervisor Xia, it was equivalent to giving him an opportunity to climb up.


    As for whether you can catch it, it depends on him.


    Xia Zheng also understood the meaning of ink painting.


    Being friendly with Mo Hua and being able to speak in Mo Hua, I believe that he is also a bit capable of taking this mouth in front of his supervision.


    "Fan Jin," Xia Zhengshe nodded, "Okay, I remember..."


    After saying everything he should have said, Mo Hua drank the tea in the cup in one go, then stood up and said goodbye, "I''ve disturbed the supervision, Mo Hua has said goodbye."


    "Little brother, walk slowly, come again if you have time."


    Xia Zheng looked peaceful.


    Mo Hua bowed and calmly retreated.


    After Mo Hua left, Xia Zhengshi still sat still, frowned and pondered. What he was thinking about was not the Shen family''s affairs, but Mo Hua:


    "If you don''t say anything else, this kind of demeanor alone is extraordinary..."


    "I have many hearts and eyes, but what is commendable is that I can''t see it from the outside."


    "What a pity, the background and bloodline are too low, and they can''t overcome the threshold for marriage between the direct descendants of the Xia family. The rules of the aristocratic family are too strict, otherwise..."


    Xia Zhengshu sighed slightly.


    …


    After Mo Hua said goodbye to Xia Supervision, he happened to go along the way and went to Gu Changhuai to visit the door, had snacks, chat for a while, and then returned to Taixu Gate.


    After that, Mo Hua stayed in the door and was honest for a while.


    After one tenth, the matter of Gushan City came to an end for the time being, including Xia Zheng, was completed. Mo Hua left the house and planned to go to Gushan City.


    Xunziyou still followed him.


    This is the order of the ancestors. It would be fine if Mo Hua could not leave the sect from now on. As long as he left the sect, he had to follow him and not allow any mistakes.


    This order is nothing.


    Xun Ziyou has long been accustomed to being a "bodyguard" for ink paintings, and he was not surprised for a moment.


    But this time, Mr. Xun''s attitude was even more serious and solemn than before, and even felt a slightest attitude of treating ink paintings as the treasure of the sect and strictly protecting them.


    Xunziyou felt a little strange.


    Is it because of Gushan’s incident that I was afraid that the ink painting would be retaliated by the Shen family, or is there other deeper reasons?


    On the carriage, Xun Ziyou couldn''t help looking at the ink painting.


    As he looked at it, he felt that the ink painting seemed to be a little different from before. His body was hazy, as if it was covered with a layer of obscure fog, which made him even more unable to understand.


    "What methods did the ancestor deploy?"


    Xun Ziyou shook his head and sighed in his heart, "Even if it is a biological grandson, there is no such treatment..."


    He put away his thoughts and no longer thought about it. Instead, he let go of his spiritual sense and beware of the dangers he might encounter along the way.


    The road was bumpy and rapid, and we arrived at Gushan City.


    After more than half a month, Gushan City has become much quieter now.


    Due to the previous storm, the Jindan monks from major families and sects mingled together and made a big fuss. Although the monks in this city did not hurt them, the people in Gushan City still frightened.


    Most monks stayed in their doors and refused to go out.


    The streets became more and more depressed, and fewer monks were coming and going.


    In the distance, Gushan collapsed halfway, and now it is more like a "half-mountain city" than Gushan City.


    This is the "masterpiece" of the Shen family.


    In order to cover up the crime, he burned the corpse and filled the tomb, and finally he directly blew up half of the lonely mountain, burying everything at the bottom of the mountain that was unknown.


    This is the third-grade state boundary. There are many rock geology in Gushan, and they are also of the third-grade, which is extremely hard and extremely difficult to dig.


    Once buried, there is almost no way to see the light of day again.


    Including the evil fetal temple in the deepest part of Gushan.


    Mo Hua silently looked at half of the collapsed lonely mountain.


    Until now, when he thinks of that temple, he still feels a little strange.


    He always felt that he seemed to have passed by something...


    Now that the temple has sunk, he has no way to go and investigate.


    Mo Hua withdrew her gaze and no longer thought about it.


    The carriage entered the city, and the road was smooth and there were few foreign monks on the street.


    Now there are no shadows of cultivators from various aristocratic families and sects in the city, including the Shen family.


    The Shen family was banned by the Daotingsi, and the possession of Gushan City was banned.


    This is the result of the operation of Xia Supervision. With the authority of the Daotingsi, all the monks in the Shen family also issued a ban on them, prohibiting them from entering Gushan City again.


    Although the Shen family covered up the evidence, half of the lonely mountain collapsed, and the Daoting Office held it accountable, which was also a major negligence.


    In addition, everyone is not a fool and has speculations on what happened in Gushan.


    The Shen family knew that they were in the wrong, so they did not dare to make more money in this regard.


    As soon as the Shen family left, the other families who wanted to bite the meat from the Shen family naturally retreated.


    No one cares, this lonely mountain city is exhausted, poor and partial, and useless.


    Today''s Gushan City has really become "purified".


    Mo Hua sat in a carriage and walked along the street to Master Gu''s weapon refining ceremony.


    Master Gu greeted me at the door early. When he saw Mo Hua, he immediately bowed and said gratefully, "I''m sorry, Mr. Mo."


    "Master Gu, don''t be polite." Mo Hua smiled gently, "Are you ready?"


    "After following the instructions of the young master, the Gu family agreed and Mrs. Wan''s approval. The spiritual weapons have been shipped and the manpower has been arranged."


    "Okay, let''s start..."


    Mo Hua nodded with bright eyes.


    He wants to give the casual cultivators in Gushan City a foundation for their survival.


    The Twenty-Secret Pattern of the Spiritual Consciousness, a second-level formation master with profound attainments in formation.


    With his own abilities, Ink Painting can already do a lot of things.


    He still remembers the Taoist heart he set against the lights of thousands of families in Tongxian City:


    In this life, he will work hard to practice, comprehend the formation, use the formation that is transparent to the sky and the earth to ask for immortality, and change his fate against the heavens.


    There is not only a change of one''s own destiny, but also the lives of all the monks at the bottom of the world...


    Today''s ink painting is no longer the fledgling child. He knows that the world is very big and this ambition is too difficult.


    But a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.


    Magic things must be done from small things.


    Now, he has entered the Taixu Sect and has become the leader of the formation, and has a pill with divine thoughts.


    His own fate has been rewritten bit by bit.


    Then within his ability, he also wanted to change the lives of these poor monks for them.


    Change one person’s destiny first, and then change the fate of one city.


    Sand gathers into towers, and water gathers into rivers.


    One day, when one''s own merits and fortunes are integrated into the sky, one can change the secrets of the great power of the nine states and the destiny of the people of the world.


    Use this to prove your own heart of Tao.


    Seek true immortality.


    (This chapter ends)