A few days later, the ink painting climbed onto Yundu.
This Yundu is smaller and simpler than the one I saw before Mo Hua.
But despite this, it is also very grand.
The cloud crossing rises on the clouds, bringing up layers of cloud wolves, which is spectacular.
About three months later, Yundu will enter Ganzhou.
Ink paintings will also arrive at the Gandao Sect, a fifth-rank Ganxuezhou area of ​​Ganzhou, and find a way to join the sect after more than five months, that is, before September.
The clouds float in the sky and fly among the clouds.
Although it is "fly", it is not actually considered "fly", at least it is different from the monk's flying sky.
There is a sea of ​​clouds in the sky, a sea of ​​clouds has cloud veins, and there are airflows in the clouds. These airflows form strong winds, flowing from the clouds in the nine provinces, and finally flow into Xunzhou.
Yundu uses the airflow in the cloud veins to navigate between state boundaries.
Ink paintings were very novel at the beginning, but after a few days, the novelty faded and I felt bored.
On the clouds, every monk has a room.
The guest room is not large and is for monks to practice and rest.
Most of the time Mo Hua spends in her small guest room, practicing quietly and learning formations.
He was alone and rarely went out to avoid trouble.
Only when you eat, you will go out for a walk.
Yundu has a large cabin that can sell all kinds of things.
There are various meals, but they are relatively expensive. Although I can afford it, I don’t eat them often, and I just occasionally satisfy my cravings.
He is not short of spirit stones, but he also knows that when he is away, he should save some effort.
When we arrived in Ganzhou, there were many places with Hualing Stones.
In the cabin, monks can also rent stalls, sell specialties from various places, as well as some spiritual weapons, elixirs, formations, etc. with different standards.
I occasionally stroll in ink paintings, which is eye-opening.
For the first time, he saw all kinds of spiritual weapons.
There are mother-child knives, spears, long halberds, flying needles, pear blossom needles, red silk, iron locks, etc.
The most expensive one is the sword.
The sword is the king of all kinds of tools to practice Taoism.
Cultivators who involve swords and weapons have many skills, Taoism, refining weapons, and have a deep knowledge, and even sword control are called "sword cultivators" separately in order to distinguish them from spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation.
Among the monks, there are many who like to practice swords.
However, sword cultivators emphasize both martial arts and sword techniques. The method of refining sword weapons is also a secret tradition, and they pay great attention to inheritance and heritage.
Therefore, there are almost no monks using swords in the Great Heishan Mountain.
Most monks near Daheishan use swords.
Even if someone uses a sword, he actually uses the "sword" as a "sword".
Using a sword as an ordinary spiritual weapon to cut and kill, but it cannot be regarded as a real "sword cultivator".
The only sword cultivator Mo Hua has ever seen is Zhang Lan.
His very heavy ancient sword has a simple pine pattern and is difficult to hold ink paintings, and it looks very expensive at first glance.
In addition, sword cultivators are said to be different.
He used a sword to attack closely, and his sword energy was compatible with his strength, and he cut through mountains and seas.
There are also spiritual cultivators who use swords, kill long-range kills, and kill the enemy for thousands of miles...
However, I have never seen these ink paintings with my own eyes, and I don’t know whether they are true or false.
"Sword Cultivator..."
Mo Hua also thought before that his spiritual consciousness is so strong. If he practices the "sword-controlling technique", his mind moves with his thoughts, controls thousands of flying swords, and condenses into a sword rain, wouldn't that be handsome and powerful?
Until he saw the price of the sword weapon at Yundu’s stall, he silently gave up this idea of ​​overestimating one's own ability.
Spiritual swords are too expensive!
Any spiritual sword costs seven or eight thousand spirit stones.
A little better one will cost tens of thousands.
This kind of sword weapon is also easy to lose.
If it breaks, you have to buy it again.
Unlike those aristocratic sects, the best spiritual swords are all inherited from the ancestral world. They are expensive and durable. They are practiced all year round. They are integrated with human and swords and are amazingly powerful.
Mo Hua sighed.
Forget it, let's learn your own formation...
Just a swordsmanship, it’s fine if you don’t learn it.
I can't stand it myself...
In Yundu's cabin, in addition to food, spiritual weapons, there are also some elixirs and formations.
If you have elixirs, you won’t read the ink paintings.
Mr. Feng was afraid that there would be any mistakes in the ink painting, so he prepared a lot for him, including first-grade and second-grade elixirs.
These second-grade elixirs were made by Mr. Feng with his connections and asked the second-grade senior alchemist to help him refine them.
There are all those who return to the spirit, detoxify, and avoid miasma.
What interested in Mo Hua the most was the formation.
But this also disappointed him.
Most of the stalls are first-grade formation masters, and few are second-grade ones.
Even if there are occasional monks selling second-grade array diagrams, the price is extremely expensive, and it is not rare and not cost-effective.
Instead of buying these array diagrams with Flower Spirit Stones, it is better to try your luck, visualize the Five Elements Array Flow Diagram, decipher the Five Elements Source Pattern, and randomly draw the Five Elements Array...
In addition, I saw all kinds of monks in the ink painting.
Yundu passes through Lizhou, Kunzhou, Duizhou, Qianzhou, and finally arrives at Kanzhou.
The monks from these states will appear on Yundu, coming and going, hustling, dressed in different styles, and have different spiritual roots in their martial arts.
These monks who come and go have different customs, different faces, and different behavioral habits.
There are even some spiritual root attributes that have not been seen in ink paintings.
Although Mo Hua was curious, she didn't talk to anyone.
He was afraid of bad people, so he had bad ideas for him.
People's hearts are separated from their belly, and when they go out, he is a young monk, so it is better to be cautious.
There were also some monks along the way. Seeing Mo Hua as young, they would talk to Mo Hua with a fake smile on their faces:
"What a cute little brother..."
"Little brother, are you alone?"
Then either say, "I have an opportunity..."
Or just say, "Sister has something good for you..."
Ink painting is not very old, but has already traveled and is barely considered an "old man". How come they can't tell that they are unpredictable.
In this case, Mo Hua pretended to turn a blind eye and ignored them at all.
Anyway, there are great monks in Yundu, so these people dare not do anything and cause trouble.
Generally, when ink painting ignores them, they will know what they think and no longer disturb ink painting.
In this way, Mo Hua locked himself in a small room, practiced routinely every day, insisted on learning the formation, and at night on the Taoist monument, then practiced the second-grade formation, and continued to enhance the fourteen-line spiritual consciousness.
When you have time, comprehend the Five Elements Formation Flow Diagram and decipher some Five Elements Formation.
I felt bored, so I walked outside the deck and looked at the sea of ​​clouds all over the sky.
Life is peaceful and peaceful.
After getting used to it, it is even a bit boring.
In this way, Mo Hua was cautious and careful. Three months passed slowly, and Yundu finally arrived in Ganzhou.
Yundu stopped, Mo Hua finished packing his things, and got off the boat alone.
But in my heart, I couldn't help feeling nervous and nervous.
As soon as he got down Yundu, Mo Hua was stunned and looked up, his eyes were shocked.
The nine provinces in the world are a vast sky.
But the heaven above the monk's heads are different in each state.
Most monks can't see this, but Mo Hua knew that there was a great formation of heaven in the sky, and he had seen it with his own eyes, so he could feel it vaguely...
The great formation in the sky of Ganzhou is very different from that of Lizhou.
This means that this part of the Heavenly Dao array has different array patterns and patterns.
As for the difference, ink painting is still low and can’t read it carefully.
Mo Hua looked up again and looked at the sky.
Ganzhou.
The one who stems is the same as the heaven.
Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement.
No matter where you go, the sky above you are all over your head and the earth above you are all on your feet. There is an eternal formation of heaven in the sky, and there is a great Taoist eclipse of virtue carrying things under the ground.
I should do this too, understand the formation, seek the way of heaven, and strive for self-improvement...
Mo Hua nodded.
The stranger, uneasy and uneasy in a foreign land also faded a little.
He carried the storage bag, raised his head and chest, walked down the deck, faced the vast sky, and stepped onto the land of Ganzhou.
...
Ganzhou is very large and has many state boundaries.
These state boundaries also have large and small, low and high-quality state boundaries. One of the most famous state boundaries is the fifth-rank academic state boundary with many sects and a prosperous academic style.
The place where Yundu lands is located in Cangdu City, located in the border of Cangdu Prefecture, the third-grade Cangdu Prefecture.
The border of Cangduzhou is still a long way from the border of Ganxuezhou.
Cangdu City is a fairy city developed by Yundu. It has convenient transportation and frequent monks.
There are also many young men and girls in the city, who seem to be monks from various states, who come to study in Yundu to Ganzhou.
However, they all have family elders or elders escorted them.
Only ink paintings are alone.
Mo Hua rested in Cangdu City for one night, set off the next day, left Cangdu City, and went alone to Ganxuezhou.
Other monks studying either ride horses, ride carriages, or ride in cloud chariots.
In order to save the spirit stone, ink painting can only walk.
He planned a path for himself.
This road comes from Cangdu City, travels through mountains and rivers along the way, passes through two second-grade state boundaries, and finally reaches the fifth-grade Ganxue state boundary.
Although it is a long way around, it is safer because it is both second-grade state boundaries.
It is better to be cautious when you go out.
In the second-grade state realm, the foundation building cultivation is limited, and the strength of the foundation building in Mohua can be as good as a fish in water with a body of formations and spells.
Even if you encounter someone you can't beat, you can still run by relying on your concealment skills and trance.
But if you go to the third-grade state realm and get a little bit of a mistake, you will encounter a Jindan monk with incorrect minds and want to take his own life, then you will be really done.
A Jindan monk cannot compete with him, a mere young monk in the early stage of foundation building.
Maybe a flying sword can kill yourself.
So, be a little more timid when you should.
As long as you can reach the Ganxue Prefecture territory within one and a half months, you can join the Gandao Sect.
Ink painting calculates the distance and distance, and time should be more than enough.
And along the way, he can also practice the second-grade step.
When he was in Tongxian City, he just learned a rough idea, but did not study it deeply, and had no chance to use it.
This time he was on the way, he was able to use it instead of learning and improve his proficiency in the second-grade step.
This kind of life-saving body technique must be practiced more, and you must practice it until you are so familiar that you cannot be more familiar with it.
A little slackness may lead to a loss of life in a crisis.
After the Mo Hua had planned, he packed up his luggage and walked along the main road to the Ganzhou academic community.
Along the way, we slept in the open air.
When there is no one, ink painting rushes through the journey with the passing water, walking like flowing water, and wind is generated under your feet.
When you are tired, you will take a break.
Occasionally, I encountered some convoys, with serious signs, the aura and face of the monks were upright, and there was no malice in their divine thoughts, so the ink painting would get closer.
Occasionally, I can eat or drive.
I just happened to take a break myself.
Most of these monks were very enthusiastic. When they saw that Mo Hua was young, they were a little surprised when they came on the road alone. They would also take out some wine and meat to entertain Mo Hua.
No reward is received without merit.
Mo Hua glanced at it a few times, pointed out where the formation was in the convoy, and helped me repair it.
These people were even more surprised.
Often when we part, we will also give ink painting some gifts. Although it is not expensive, it is also a matter of thought. Ink painting is very happy.
Occasionally, there will be dangers.
Like monsters in the mountains, wanted monks walking alone, or in groups, they can be hidden from others or in Mohua. You can see at a glance that they are a team of evil monks.
There are so many demonic cultivators in Mo Hua.
When I followed my uncle, I walked all the way. I saw a lot of living demon cultivators, dead demon cultivators, or demon cultivators from birth to death.
The demon cultivator's aura is not right, and there is a sense of filthiness in his spiritual consciousness.
Ink painting has a sharp spiritual sense and can be easily distinguished.
But he couldn't do anything, so he could only avoid it from afar.
He is a young monk who is not familiar with the place, so he can't involve such right and wrong.
It is the main thing to go to the Ganxue Prefecture alone, join the sect as soon as possible, and study and practice.
Along the way, I occasionally pass by fairy cities or small towns.
Ink paintings usually stay temporarily, take a break, ask the way, and see if there will be any dangers in the road ahead.
Most of the monks in the Immortal City are more indifferent.
On the contrary, some small towns have simple atmospheres, and monks are both enthusiastic and talkative.
"Go ahead, climb the mountain, cross the small slope, follow the mountain road, walk a few hundred miles, pass by a few small fairy cities, and almost arrive at the Ganxuezhou area..."
"There are monsters in the mountains. You are a little kid, be careful..."
"If it's too dark, the road is difficult to walk. Just spend the night in that dilapidated temple in the mountains."
"That ruined temple was once a mountain god temple, which was dedicated to the mountain god. Later, the mountain god became an evil spirit and was killed by Ganxuezhou. Several elders came to beheaded..."
"Now the temple is empty. If the monks along the way are delayed from leaving the mountain, they will stay there..."
The one who said these words was a hunchbacked old man.
The old man opened a noodle shop in the town. Mo Hua was hungry, so he ordered a big bowl of noodles. While eating, he was gossiping with the old man.
Ink painting politely thanks the old man.
The old man stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and suddenly asked curiously:
"Is this kid from another place? Why is it alone?"
"I went out to practice..." Mo Hua said.
The old man shook his head, "What are you trying to do with a little kid?"
"I'm fifteen years old, not young anymore!"
The old man snorted, "How old is fifteen years old? For us, under twenty years old, they are just little babies..."
After asking ink painting in detail, I realized it.
Ganzhou is a big state with a pleasant climate and is much richer than Lizhou as a whole. Even the life of a casual cultivator is better than that of Lizhou.
The monks in Ganzhou usually practice longer.
This is even more true for some monks with family backgrounds, or monks from some families and sects.
They don’t have to practice like ordinary casual cultivators. If they fail to practice, they have to practice early, strengthen their bodies and make a living, but instead they can practice until they are in their twenties.
Keep warm and caring for the body, laying a solid foundation, and then breaking through the foundation building.
If it really doesn't work, it will be transferred to the family's industry and slowly experience it.
Therefore, before the age of twenty, they are still at the age of worry-free, peaceful cultivation, and enlightenment.
Ink painting is a little helpless.
He thought he was fifteen years old and was already a young boy.
As a result, in these big states, they are only half a little kid...
The old man looked at the ink painting and asked again: "Have you built the foundation?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
The old man felt a little sorry, "It's too urgent. If you don't settle your spiritual power and your blood energy, what foundation will you build?"
"Do you want to go to worship the sect when you build the foundation at the age of twenty?"
Ink painting nodded.
The old man sighed: "It's not that simple. Your foundation building is so thin. Even if you build a foundation before the age of twenty, others will not accept you..."
"What's more, I don't think your spiritual roots seem to be very good?"
The ink painting was not concealed, and said truthfully:
"Only the medium and low-quality products..."
The old man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "It's so difficult..."
The ink painting book wanted to ask, "Is it not enough to have the order to join the sect?" But after thinking about it, he still couldn't ask.
When you go out, your "wealth" will not be revealed.
There are many disciples studying near Ganzhou. The "Entering the Sect" must be very precious. You cannot tell others easily, so as not to be coveted by others.
Mo Hua asked again: "Do you know Gandao Sect?"
"No one knows the Gandao Sect..." The old man said, shocked, "You don't want to join the Gandao Sect, right..."
Mo Hua nodded, "I'll try my luck."
The old man shook his head quickly, "That's even more impossible. Gandao Sect is the Ganxuezhou area, one of the four major sects, and it is the leading sect. The Ganxue and Taoism in the Lijie world are at least the top three..."
"Your qualifications and Daoji are absolutely impossible to get started."
"Is there no exception..." Mo Hua asked.
"Exception..." The old man was slightly stunned, "I don't know that old man, but what exception can be? Even if you are the illegitimate son of the head..."
The old man frowned, "It's probably a big deal... You don't know how high the threshold of these sects is. They value spiritual roots very much..."
Mo Hua also frowned.
He attaches great importance to spiritual roots...
It seems that I still think it’s easy to get started.
I don’t know whether this “entering the sect” or not, the Gandao Sect recognizes it…
If I don't recognize it, I'm afraid I'll have to make plans early.
After Mo Hua finished eating the noodles, he chatted with the old man for a while, then paid the spirit stone and started to set off again and walked towards the deep mountains in the distance.
When the old man saw that the ink painting was small, and he was on the road alone, frowned, and was still a little worried, so he reminded him:
"Little kid, be careful and try not to walk at night. If you don't have it, go to the mountain temple to settle down."
"Thank you, grandpa, I understand!"
"Also, be careful of some human traffickers..."
Mo Hua was stunned, "Human trafficker?"
"Yes." The old man nodded and whispered: "This is Ganzhou. Although the sect has great power, the Dao Court has strict control and public security, but..."
"Some people can do anything as long as they give spirit stones..."
Mo Hua said: "Who are the human traffickers...?"
The old man pointed to the ink painting, "It's mainly for you..."
Mo Hua was slightly stunned, and after thinking about it, he understood.
The Ganzhou area is a place for practicing Taoism and studying.
Among all forces, many talented young monks will come here to study.
Then kidnapping monks to study and extort huge amounts of spirit stones from the family behind them is a dangerous but profitable business.
Even if it is not extorted.
These genius monks have the best spiritual roots and excellent qualifications, and they are also a considerable spiritual stone when sold.
"Trader monks..."
Mo Hua nodded, "Okay, I remember!"
The old man didn't know if he really remembered the ink painting or was fake. He stopped saying anything, but just looked at the ink painting with concern.
Mo Hua waved goodbye to the old man, then turned around, walked lightly, walking alone along the mountain road to the deep mountains in the distance...
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Chapter completed!