Mo Hua was a little disappointed and couldn't help asking: "Why?"
Zhang Lan explained: "The dispatch of Taoist soldiers is the secret of the Taoist court. Taoist soldiers are generally quite secretive in their actions. They pay attention to being as motionless as a mountain, as fast as the wind, as thunder, or they are not allowed to be known to others. Once they are known, they must use thunder means to fight quickly!"
"So," Zhang Lan said with a smile, "it is impossible for you to know how the Taoist soldiers act."
"What if I ask for help?" Mo Hua asked.
Zhang Lan smiled slightly, "How could he need your help..."
Zhang Lan was stunned halfway through speaking.
He suddenly realized that the Taoist soldiers needed Mo Hua's help during this trip to wipe out Heishanzhai. It was really hard to say whether he was the formation master.
Head-on battles are tough battles, and maybe ink paintings are not used, but once formations are involved, there are probably not many formation masters in this entire Tongxian City, which are more reliable than ink paintings...
There is a first-grade evil formation master in the foundation-building stage in Heishan Village.
But Zhang Lan didn't want Mo Hua to take risks, so she said:
"Don't worry, you shouldn't have to take action. Just stay in the city honestly and don't lose it again."
"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.
At this time, if you don’t cause trouble for them, maybe it’s just a helping hand.
A few days later, Mo Hua met Elder Yu, and Elder Yu also said:
"Don't go deep into the mountains, let alone the Heishan Village."
"Elder, don't worry, I will not go into the mountains again."
The ink painting promised, but then he was a little confused:
"Why did you suddenly tell me about this?"
Elder Yu looked around and saw that there was no one else, and he whispered:
"I asked Zhou Zhangsi, and Daoting has approved it. I will send Dao soldiers to the deep mountains to wipe out the Black Mountain Village. I'm afraid you will follow the fun and go into the deep mountains."
Mo Hua scratched her head.
I don’t like watching the fun that much, and he doesn’t watch the fun anyway.
Elder Yu looked at Mo Hua with a serious expression.
Qi cultivation, spiritual consciousness builds the foundation!
Even now, he is still a little unbelievable.
Although Elder Yu does not understand the formation, he also knows that the spiritual consciousness is the foundation of the formation master. With such a profound spiritual consciousness, the achievements of Mo Hua in the formation in the future will be absolutely limitless.
So no matter what, ink painting cannot take any risks.
There are four evil foundation-building cultivators in Heishan Village. If they know Mo Hua's identity and formation talent, they will definitely use all means to kill Mo Hua.
Elder Yu said: "You show your face in front of the Third Head, so you should be careful not to be hated by them."
Mo Hua thought about it, nodded, and felt that it was right.
He ate the little devil in the visualization picture and deceived the Sanding Master. If he didn't show up, the Sanding Master would have many doubts and might not be able to guess his background.
Even if the Third Head found out that the formation of Heishan Village was as if it had been bitten by a mouse and had been secretly solved by someone, it might not have been suspected of Mo Hua's head.
Because formations are not something that everyone can learn, and the ink painting in my teens does not look like a formation master.
But once he showed up, the third leader saw that he was actually a formation master or a demon hunter. Then all the accounts would be counted on him.
Although these accounts should have been counted on him.
After all, he did all these things...
However, it is better not to cause trouble, but not to cause trouble. He doesn't want to be too concerned by the third leader.
For things like Yin people, it is necessary to do so without knowing the truth, so that others want to hate, but not who they hate.
Mo Hua asked Elder Yu again: "The Taoist soldiers are here, can I go and see?"
Mo Hua raised a little finger, "Just take a look!"
Elder Yu, like Zhang Lan, refused and said, "No."
Ink painting was a little disappointed.
Elder Yu comforted:
"The Taoist soldiers are the master of killing and fighting, and it is better for ordinary monks not to contact each other. Moreover, Taoist soldiers act secretly and generally cannot be investigated."
"All right……"
Although Mo Hua still remembered it in her heart and wanted to know what the Taoist soldiers looked like, he didn't listen to Elder Yu and Zhang Lan's words.
In the next few days, Mo Hua insisted on practicing and practicing formations.
When I was tired of painting the formation, I sat on an Eight Immortals table in the restaurant and read the formation book and rested for a while.
There was also a plate of dessert on the table, which was crispy and crispy, which was made by Liu Ruhua.
Mo Hua was reading a book while eating snacks.
After a while, Zhang Lan came and saw Mo Hua, he wanted to speak but stopped.
Mo Hua was slightly stunned, and then he knew it, but he still pretended not to see him.
Zhang Lan Momo was traced for a while, then approached Mohua, coughed, and asked, "Where is reading a book?"
Mo Hua nodded, chewing on the snacks, and didn't say anything.
Zhang Lan hesitated for a while, not knowing how to speak.
Mo Hua pushed the snacks in front of Zhang Lan and said slowly: "Uncle Zhang, do you want to try it? My mother just made it, and it tastes delicious."
Zhang Lan was not in the mood to eat it, but she still tasted one, and her eyes lit up and found that it was indeed delicious.
After the two of them had some snacks, Zhang Lan stammered:
"Can ink painting help me?"
"Yes." Mo Hua answered very simply, his eyes lightened, and asked again, "But, is it good?"
Zhang Lan nodded and said, "Yes, I'll count it as the achievements of Daotingsi."
"make a deal!"
Mo Hua said to his mother, then went out of the restaurant with Zhang Lan, walked outside Tongxian City, and entered the outer mountain of Dahei Mountain.
Zhang Lan didn't say anything along the way, and Mo Hua didn't ask anything.
Zhang Lan secretly glanced at Mo Hua, and saw him humming a small song of unknown tune, with light steps, excited expression, and a little expectant look, and couldn't help but ask:
"You seem... quite happy?"
"Yes." Mo Hua said briskly.
"Why?"
"Aren't you going to take me to see the Taoist soldiers?" Mo Hua replied.
Zhang Lan opened her mouth and couldn't help but say, "How do you know?"
Mo Hua thought about it and counted the reasons one by one to Zhang Lan:
"You are trying to speak at the door but stopping. There must be something. You didn't agree before, but now you have changed your mind."
"I ask you if there is any benefit. You said that in the achievements of Daotingsi, that is the business of Daotingsi."
"Elder Yu told me that Daoting has already transferred the troops to the road."
"Elder Yu and Elder Yu don't want me to enter Dahei Mountain, but now I don't say a word and take me to the outer mountain, and the Taoist soldiers act secretly..."
"After thinking about it, I can only ask the Taoist soldiers sent by the Dao Court. They have arrived in Tongxian City and are secretly stationed in Dahei Mountain. But if they encounter any difficulties, I want to ask me."
Zhang Lan's expression was complicated, and his little head was spinning too fast...
But Mo Hua said happily: "Are you really going to see the Taoist soldiers?"
Zhang Lan said helplessly: "Yes."
Mo Hua looked happy, but then puzzled: "Have you told Elder Yu? He hasn't let me enter the mountain recently."
Zhang Lan sighed: "I said it."
"Elder Yu actually agreed?" Mo Hua was a little surprised.
Zhang Lan sighed again, "Elder Yu disagreed with it, so I had to move out of the Dao Tingsi, and even the commander of the Taoist soldiers, and even assured him that he would protect your Zhouquan no matter what. Elder Yu had no choice but to nod and agreed."
Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting and then said:
"I originally didn't want you to enter the mountain, but there are priorities and now I do need your help if I have something to do. As long as I don't go to the Heishan Village and don't meet those leaders, you rely on your concealment and rushing steps, you are actually very safe, even safer than most of us monks."
After Zhang Lan finished speaking, he felt a little moved.
He was also worried about ink painting before, and did not want to let ink painting enter the mountains or let him take risks again, but when he went back and thought about it carefully, their concerns about ink painting were actually "outdated".
The most worrying time of Mo Hua was when he sneaked into Heishan Village alone, kept making small moves, and even met the Sandangjia directly.
Now is different from the past. The foundation-building technique of ink painting is estimated to be unable to even the evil practitioners in the foundation-building stage.
With the cleverness of ink painting and understanding of Daheishan, coupled with the seamless hidden art, it can be said that it is like a fish in water in Daheishan. Their current worries are actually a bit redundant.
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Chapter completed!