"Where should I go?"
Mo Hua was a little confused, so he sat in the restaurant, watching the monks coming and going, and the entire Tongxian City.
Tongxian City is no longer lively, but there is a little lonely storm coming.
There were fewer monks on the street.
If you can find a way out, find a way out. If you can’t find a way out, there is only one way out:
As the large army of cultivators moved to the city, moved to the wild and poor land, reclaimed and built a place of rest.
When the great demon appears, even some major forces who practice Taoism have no power to resist, let alone a casual cultivator.
They don't have a choice.
They have no identity, no background, no connections, no one is willing to take in. If they want to survive, they can only find another way of life and rely on their own hard work to survive little by little.
Mo Hua sighed.
This may have always been the case in this world.
In any disaster, the upper monks will always have a way to escape.
In the end, the monks at the bottom were still the ones who faced all the difficulties and endured all the pain.
Even this disaster is just a disaster.
Mo Hua went to meet Elder Yu again.
Elder Yu wanted to move to the city with the casual cultivator.
He is a foundation-building monk, but he can actually escape.
But because he is a foundation-building monk and the only foundation-building monk among the casual cultivators, he must protect the casual cultivators from moving south.
Otherwise, if there was no foundation building, I would have many monks killed or injured along the way.
"You don't go."
Elder Yu has been busy all day and night these days, looking a little tired. When he saw Mo Hua, he spoke directly.
Before Mo Hua could speak, Elder Yu said again:
"We are moving the city, not building the city. Even if we get there, it is full of wasteland, and we won't be able to use your formation to draw for the time being."
Mo Hua knew Elder Yu’s intentions and couldn’t speak for a while.
Elder Yu looked at the ink painting and said in a warm voice:
"You should have a better future, learn more formations, and do more things in the future, so there is no need to follow us to endure hardships."
Mo Hua whispered: "This road will be very dangerous..."
"It is dangerous to do anything, but you can't just stop doing it because of danger. It's related to the lives of the casual cultivator in a city." Elder Yu sighed.
"Or...I'll go too." Mo Hua said.
Elder Yu glared at him angrily: "Why are you joining in the fun? Even if you go, you can't change anything. The most important thing for you is to learn the formation well, not to accompany us to suffer these hardships."
Elder Yu had a stubborn temper, and Mo Hua knew that he could not beat him.
Mo Hua turned his head and looked at the huge weapon refining skills and alchemy refining skills, and said a little disappointed:
"Does these also be wasted?"
Yu Chang sighed helplessly and nodded, "We can't take such a large weapon refining practice and alchemy refining practice..."
"Do you want to sell it?"
Elder Yu nodded and said, "I have contacted Zhou Zhangsi. The weapon refining furnace and alchemy furnace here have the formations you draw, but they are all good things. Daotingsi will convert it into spirit stones and pay us compensation. After all, we will move the city and pioneer the city next, and spirit stones are hard currency."
"Oh, by the way." Elder Yu remembered another thing, and he handed a jade to Mo Hua:
"This is the identity jade talisman in the warehouse. There are more than 10,000 spirit stones in it, all for you. You will go and collect it when you have time."
Mo Hua was stunned, "Do you give it to me more than 10,000 pieces?"
Elder Yu nodded, "These are for you to build foundations."
Elder Yu looked at Mo Hua with a little apology:
"I should have given you more. Without the formation you drew, the casual cultivators in Tongxian City would not have a good life, and the Heishan Village could not be removed. It was just that they wanted to move the city and consumed more spirit stones, so they could only give you so much..."
Mo Hua shook her head, "It's already a lot."
Mo Hua took the jade plaque and felt very heavy. Just as she was about to say something, Elder Yu interrupted him again:
"Don't tell me some lies you don't want. No matter who it is, you can just take the spirit stone for you. If there is spirit stone, you are idiots."
Mo Hua felt a little guilty when he held the jade plaque for some reason.
Elder Yu patted his shoulder, "No matter how you choose, you just need to straighten your chest and do it with dignity. You don't owe anyone!"
Mo Hua nodded slightly and left with concern.
Looking at Mo Hua's departure back, Elder Yu was reluctant to let go, but he could only sigh helplessly.
Mo Hua has helped them a lot, and they can no longer drag down the child.
He should go to a broader world, learn advanced formations, and seek longer-term ways of heaven.
Instead of mingling with them like poor cultivators, there is no way out.
The big demon incident happened to be an opportunity.
Elder Yu turned his head again, glanced at the empty weapon refining skills and alchemy practices, and felt a trance in his heart.
All of this is like in a dream.
Capturing the spirit mine, building a weapon refining ceremony and an alchemy practice, making the casual cultivator live a prosperous life, as if it was a dream.
It is another dream to wipe out the Black Mountain Village, eliminate the threat of evil cultivators, and even dig out the foundation, find out the ancestor of the Qian family, and completely eliminate the big troubles in their hearts.
Everything was developing towards a better place, but their lives could get better and better...
But now, everything is in vain.
It's like having a dream.
When they wake up from their dreams, they will leave their hometowns. This Tongxian City may no longer exist.
Elder Yu sighed deeply, his expression bitter.
The life of a casual cultivator is very painful...
These casual cultivators don’t even dare to hope for immortality. They just want to live well and live safely for one or two hundred years. Why is it so difficult?
...
Mo Hua walked around again, met acquaintances, and sat in the yard and remained silent after returning home.
Everyone is leaving.
Elder Yu, Yu Chengyi and Yu Chengwu, as well as other familiar demon hunter uncles and uncles;
Uncle Ji’s family, Uncle Meng’s family, and Uncle Chu’s family;
Master Chen, who is in the weapon refining business, will move to the city with no children;
Mr. Feng is old and respected. After so many years of refining alchemy to save people, many people have naturally had other ways out of their kindness;
But he was worried that the casual cultivator would move to the city, and there was no alchemist to take care of him along the way. He encountered poisonous miasma and was disabled. He didn't know how many people would die, so he planned to follow him. No one dared to persuade him;
The three Dahu who played with Mo Hua since childhood, Dazhu who fought with Mo Hua, and Daping, who was familiar with him, also wanted to leave with their parents...
My parents should be with me, but others, those familiar with these ink paintings;
People who grew up with ink painting or grew up watching ink painting;
Ink painting has helped and protected people who have ink painting.
They will leave Tongxian City, embark on an unknown road, go to a strange place, and live a difficult life again.
Maybe you can sleep in the open air, maybe you may be hungry and cold, or you may be bullied by families, sects, and even Daotingsi.
And I am most likely not going with them.
I will walk on a completely different path from them.
Ink painting is thinking silently.
There is no bottleneck in the spiritual consciousness and there are enough spirit stones. In the near future, you can build the foundation.
You can choose a family or sect, or even the Dao Tingshi or the Dao Bingshi to surrender, practice safely until the foundation is built, then look forward to the golden elixir, and then learn more advanced formations step by step, and seek a higher realm...
The road ahead of the casual cultivator is full of thorns, and his own road ahead is full of flowers.
...
But, is this really what I want?
Ink painting couldn't help but ask himself.
What is the purpose of learning the formation by yourself?
I changed something myself, but in the end, it seemed that nothing had changed.
In the face of a major disaster, I can protect myself this time, but what about the next time?
Every time I encounter difficulties, will I keep myself alone?
"Will I become numb and indifferent if I continue to do so?"
"Will you forget your original intention, lose your original intention, and destroy your Taoist intention, and thus become a selfish person?"
Can you really become an immortal with such an self? Can you really ask?
Can you really find the true meaning of the formation and understand the ultimate way?
If you lose your heart of Tao, even if you succeed and achieve success, can you seek true immortality?
Mo Hua couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he lay in the yard, looking up at the sky with his head raised.
"What is my heart of Tao?"
"What is the way I seek?"
"What should I do?"
...
The sky is high and the clouds are vast, as if it contains endless vitality and truth.
If there is Tao, then heaven is the manifestation of Tao.
If there is a large formation, then the Tiandao formation is the ultimate formation.
And this is what a formation master should pursue!
The eyes of the ink painting gradually became brighter.
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
"I cannot set up such a great formation that can reach the sky and the earth. Using the laws of heaven, I will check and balance the cultivators in the world, so that the world can reproduce and reproduce and continue to grow."
"Then I will start with the simplest first-grade formation, find ways to learn, and set up the first first-grade formation to kill a part of the evil spirits, and protect the peace of the immortal city in one place!"
The ink painting suddenly became clear, his expression gradually became firm, and his eyes were as bright as stars.
He lay in the yard, his hands reaching out to the sky.
The small palm seemed to hold the whole sky.
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