The Qian family ancestor suddenly realized it, but he didn't dare to believe it:
"How could it be you? How old are you..."
Mo Hua denied it with a stern face: "It's not me."
But his denial was of no use at all.
The Qian family ancestor looked at the Mo Hua and his eyes were very certain, but he didn't seem to be angry.
Ink painting is nervous and a little confused.
He cheated Heishanzhai and the Qian family's ancestor, but there was no hatred in the eyes of the Qian family's ancestor. Does he have such a good temper?
"Are you confused? Why am I not angry?" asked the Qian family ancestor.
Mo Hua nodded.
The Qian family ancestor looked deep, "If you are an ordinary monk, whether you are a demon hunter, a monk in the Dao Tingsi, or a monk in the family, if you ruin my hundred years of hard work, I will destroy you."
"But you are different." The Qian family ancestor looked slightly surprised, "You are just a teenage child. The courage and wisdom that can do these things are extraordinary, which I unexpectedly expected."
"More importantly, you are still a formation master, and your formation attainments are even much more advanced than the third leader in the Foundation Establishment Stage..."
"It's just a pity that you are not a child of my Qian family..."
The Qian family ancestor's tone was faintly regretful.
"So what can you do if you are your Qian family?" Mo Hua said in confusion.
The Qian family ancestor's eyes narrowed: "If you are my Qian family's child, even if you are just a branch, as long as you have a little bloodline of the Qian family, I can make you an elder..."
"Even if you want, I can go beyond the crowd and let you be the head of the Qian family!"
Mo Hua curled his lips, "If you lie, you can find some reliable words."
The Qian family ancestor said: "I have the final say in everything in the Qian family. If I let you be the head of the family, then you must be the head of the family!"
"It's not a good thing to be the head of the family." Mo Hua pointed to Qian Hongdao who was lying on the ground:
"You killed this head of the family..."
The Qian family ancestor was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "You are different from him!"
The Qian family's ancestor's eyes were slightly deeper, "Honger is much worse in terms of qualifications, character, and means. The only valuable thing is his bloodline, and my blood is flowing from him."
"So it's just for you to use as a medicine guide?" Mo Hua said sarcastically.
The Qian family ancestor was not angry and smiled faintly, "Just make the best of your talents and things make the best of your use."
Don't you even treat your own grandson as someone...
Mo Hua looked at the Qian family's ancestor even more contemptuous.
The Qian family ancestor frowned and pondered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "No, it doesn't matter if it's not a child of the Qian family. If you have this ability, it doesn't matter if your bloodline is."
The Qian family ancestor looked at Mo Hua and said, "You can defect to me and do things for me. We will build another Black Mountain Village. I will let you become the great elder of Black Mountain Village!"
"If I don't come forward, you will be the leader of the Black Mountain Village above millions of people. Those evil cultivators must respect your orders, and only you will follow your leader!"
Mo Hua opened her mouth and couldn't speak.
This Qian family ancestor really dares to think about it...
"The Heishan Village is gone." Mo Hua reminded him.
"It's the Black Mountain Village in Daheishan Mountain, it's gone." The Qian family's ancestor's eyes gradually became sharper, "But in this world, there is not only one Big Mountain, nor one Black Mountain Village."
"Anywhere, there may be Daheishan Mountain. As long as there are people, there may be Black Mountain Village."
"What's the name? It's just some terrifying names."
The ink painting is slightly stern in his heart.
This Qian family ancestor has greater ambitions than he thinks, and his plans are really far-reaching. He doesn't care about temporary gains and losses, and let go of temporary grudges.
If he is really allowed to succeed, he will be a demon hero in the future.
Mo Hua was too lazy to be silly with him and said decisively: "It's impossible for me to be with you!"
“Why?”
Mo Hua thought about it and found a somewhat handsome statement:
"The way is different, don't plan for each other!"
The Qian family ancestor sneered slightly, "At a young age, do you know what Tao is?"
"No matter what Tao is, it is different from your Tao anyway." Mo Hua said.
The Qian family ancestor's expression gradually faded and he said coldly:
"When you grow up and leave Tongxian City, see the sufferings of the world, see the confusion of the world, and taste the despair of practicing Taoism, you will understand that what I said is right..."
"Then I have to wait until I have seen it." Mo Hua didn't believe in the tricks of the Qian family ancestor. "How could he know if he hadn't seen anything with his own eyes?"
The Qian family ancestor knew that he could not convince Mo Hua, so he took a step back.
"You can think about these things slowly in the future, but now, you can help me with things first. I will try every means to give you whatever you want."
The Qian family ancestor said earnestly.
The third leader was imprisoned in Taoist jail and needed a formation master.
Compared with ink painting, the Sandang master's achievements in formation are much worse.
If Mo Hua could help him, then the third leader would be dead or alive, and he would be disdainful of it.
"What if I don't want to?" Mo Hua said coldly.
"You can't help it." The Qian family ancestor said lightly.
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed, "Do you want to kill me?"
"I won't kill you." The Qian family ancestor said, "But you should have parents and friends."
Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and said, "You dare!"
The Qian family ancestor was unwilling to make Mo Hua angry, and he didn't want Mo Hua to be resentful. He wanted Mo Hua to help him willingly, so he said softly:
"As long as you help me, I can't make things difficult for them."
Mo Hua sneered in her heart.
The Qian family ancestor said: "Don't you believe it?"
Mo Hua looked at him disgustedly, "What do you think?"
He even killed his close relatives, which showed that he was ruthless and unrighteous. He said everything he said was fartful and could not believe a word.
Even if he helped the Qian family ancestor, he was just the second third leader.
Use it when it is useful, and throw it away when it is useless.
Seeing that ink paintings were not injected, the ancestor of the Qian family lost interest in persuasion.
Anyway, when his cultivation level is broken, he threatens Mo Hua's parents, he doesn't believe Mo Hua will not listen to him.
With the help of the formation of ink painting, it would not be difficult to build a Black Mountain Village in time.
But spend more time.
Time will erode people's minds. When ink painting is young, it is impossible for the heart of Tao to be very firm.
There are great desires between people's hearts.
As long as he thinks of some ways to lure Mo Hua into the evil path, even if he only takes one step, he will never turn back.
At that time, ink paintings can only be used by him willingly.
He can still build a Heishan Village again, raise evil cultivators, and use formations to hide and hide.
But this time, with the blessing of the ink painting formation, the Black Mountain Village will become stronger and will never be discovered.
After all, it is impossible for another young monk to be like Mo Hua, who can hide and form, be brave and resourceful, dare to sneak into the Black Mountain Village and eavesdrop on the secrets in the dark.
Mo Hua also understood the idea of ​​the Qian family ancestor, so he said unhappily:
"If you do evil for many things, you will die. Be careful of retribution."
To be continued...