Asking about longevity

After that, Mo Hua took some time to go to the small bookstore outside his disciple's home and took a look at the big white dog.

The big white dog is taking a nap.

When Mo Hua walked in front of it, it suddenly woke up and jumped up. When it saw Mo Hua, it stuck out its tongue and wanted to lie back down.

But before he lay down, the big white dog slowly stood up again. With his big eyes, he looked left and right at Mo Hua and sniffed the scent of Mo Hua.

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

It seems that Mo Hua has become stronger now, too strong.

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

The big white dog stood blankly in the wind like a clay sculpture.

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

Just bones.

The big white dog snorted coldly. He was a little unhappy at first, but after a while, when he smelled the strong smell of demons in the bones, the big white dog's eyes immediately shone and his mouth watered.

This bone is specially made by Mo Hua.

A Shinto formation was used inside to seal a part of the demon that he intercepted from the nightmare of the evil fetus by occupying the throne of the evil god.

Mo Hua had previously promised to bring "delicious" food to the big white dog, so when he had the opportunity, he left some demons to give him teeth as a sacrifice.

The big white dog gnawed the bones, sucked the demon, and kept wagging its tail. The estrangement in his heart gradually disappeared, and Mo Hua became a "good friend" again.

Mo Hua stroked the white hair on its neck.

The big white dog used its big head to rub the ink painting.

In the book garden, Master Taixu held a book and stared at this scene in a daze. The more he looked at it, the more incredible it became.

…

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

After one day is the ten-day holiday.

Mo Hua followed his plan and went to Daotingsi to visit Inspector Xia in the Ascension Realm.

Supervisor Xia was born in the Xia family and was a supervisor of the Central Court. He had a very high status and power. He was also very busy on weekdays and was not qualified to meet ordinary people.

But when he heard that Mo Hua was coming, he still declined invitations from some families or sects and met with Mo Hua in person.

"Hello, Inspector Xia." Mo Hua's attitude was very respectful.

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

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

The tables and chairs are all ordinary in style, and the tea flavor is bland.

But these are the tables and chairs here for Inspector Xia.

Ordinarily, even some small and medium-sized family heads or heads are not qualified to sit here. They have to stand and listen to Supervisor Xia's questions, let alone a cup of tea.

Mo Hua didn't think too much. After sitting down safely, he took a sip of tea, looked around, and thought silently:

This Inspector Xia seems to be quite honest.

This office room is only a little larger than Uncle Gu's, with simple decoration and a similar layout.

Of course, this is Daotingsi, and it's hard to say whether he is corrupt in private.

Mo Hua took another slow sip of tea.

Supervisor Xia also silently observed the ink paintings and saw that he looked calm and drank tea in Daotingsi with great taste.

Facing himself, the supervisor of the Taoist court, he was respectful, neither humble nor arrogant, nor did he look nervous or apprehensive. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

It is true that he is a monster talent raised in front of his ancestor. He has such a pattern and magnanimity at such a young age.

Supervisor Xia nodded slightly, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Little brother, you came to my place and you don't know why?"

Mo Hua got straight to the point: "It's a matter of the Shen family."

Rao Shixia, who was supervising the city, was deep and focused, his eyes slightly focused.

He didn't expect that Mo Hua would be so direct and not subtle at all. He would come to him directly and talk to him about the Shen family.

"Inspector 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 matter for the Shen family has consumed almost all of his attention these days.

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

People came in one after another, and then the conflict broke out.

As for the two "hijacked" disciples, one was Shen Qingsheng of the Shen family, and the other was Mo Hua.

It's just that due to Mo Hua's identity, he has never been able to delve deeper into it.

What's more, there seems to be no movement at Taixumen on the surface, but secretly, under the arrangement of Mr. Xun, the news about Mo Hua has been blocked for a long time.

Even if he went to check, he would only get a mixed result.

Mo Hua could also guess that somewhere he didn't know, Mr. Xun had been silently telling the truth for him.

But hiding this kind of thing all the time is not the answer.

There is no airtight wall in the world.

Mo Hua should also try to solve the problem by himself and try to deal with "big figures" like Supervisor Xia.

"Inspector Xia, do you want to know what happened under the mine?" Mo Hua whispered.

Supervisor Xia thought for a moment and nodded.

Of course he does.

He had actually heard some news about Gushan.

However, these news are all one-sided, fragmentary, and vague. They are not the complete picture of the matter, and they may not be the truth of the matter.

The deeper things are even more unknowable.

But, can Mo Hua tell himself so easily?

Xia Jian's eyes were full of thoughts, but he didn't expect that Mo Hua just drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then he told the story from the beginning to the end.

It started from when he found some clues in Gushan, to when he met tomb robbers later, to when he entered the tomb of the Shen family, the corpse ghost, the coffin of ten thousand corpses, and the demons, including the Great Wilderness Prince who was the leader of the Demon Sect, the second elder of the Demon Sect, the demon cultivator in the late Jindan stage, the son of the Xuan Demon Sect, etc.

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

Except for some of the real secrets of the gods involving the evil god, Huang Shanjun, which were hidden by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua told Xia Jian all the rest of the facts.

Even Xia Jian, who was in an important position and had seen a lot, was a little unbelievable after listening.

Mass grave, the murder of the aristocratic family, the raising of dragons by the Demon Sect, the rebellion of the Great Wilderness...

The cause and effect here are too complicated.

The problem is too serious.

Especially the two things of "raising dragons" and "rebellion", basically, they are stepping on the deadline set by the Dao Court.

If it is not exposed, it will be fine. Once it is exposed and made a big fuss, it may really shake the Dao Court, and there will be another bloody storm.

Supervisor Xia was secretly shocked.

He looked at Mo Hua again, and was even more surprised.

In this situation where demons gather together, late Jindan fight, and chaos, this kid can really survive without missing any arms or legs, and even run to the Dao Court to drink tea calmly?

Supervisor Xia frowned.

The Xia family's geniuses may have better qualifications, higher cultivation, and greater ambitions than him, but in terms of this ability and determination, I am afraid that few can compare with him...

Supervisor Xia was silent for a long time, digesting the information revealed by Mo Hua in his heart.

After a moment, he looked at me and said slowly: "Little brother, you told me this so that I can... deal with the Shen family?"

Mo Hua asked: "Can you?"

Xia Jianjian said: "Lonely Mountain was blown up by the Shen family. Everything inside was turned into dust and buried deep underground. Even if there is evidence, most of it has been destroyed. There is no evidence, and it is impossible to convict the Shen family."

That's what he said, but Mo Hua knew that even if there was evidence, Xia Jianjian might not take action against the Shen family.

The aristocratic families care about interests.

The Dao Court weighs the situation.

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

Xia Jianjian is the same.

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

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

The same is true for the Shen family.

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

Mo Hua did not expect that Xia Jian could really deal with the Shen family.

His purpose was just to hand the "knife" to Xia Jian, so that he would have a "gap" to cut the fat meat of the Shen family.

Xia Jian represented the huge Xia family and the supreme Dao Court. As long as he entered the scene, he would put great pressure on the Shen family.

The Shen family would definitely have no time to care about him.

Even if he "went along with the Shen family" in the end, it also meant that he cut off huge benefits from the Shen family.

The price paid for "bribing" this Dao Court Supervisor must be huge.

The Shen family must have to cut a lot of meat and bleed a lot.

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

The Shen family is a fifth-grade family, and it is also a giant in the Ganxuezhou world. It is naturally impossible for Mo Hua, a small foundation-building cultivator, to overthrow it.

Although the matter of Gushan was exposed, the final result may not be satisfactory even with the ancestor of the Shen family planning.

Therefore, what Mo Hua can do is to disrupt the situation as much as possible.

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

Once too many benefits are taken away by others, the Shen family will be hurt and more and more conflicts will break out.

A centipede will not die until it is stiff.

The destruction of a family is often not a matter of a day or a night.

At present, Mo Hua can only do this.

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

Other things are not something he can consider.

Mo Hua told Xia Jian:

"I don't like the Shen family, but the matter of Gushan is too big. I have to concentrate on my cultivation. I can't care about so many things, and I don't have the ability to care about them."

"Besides, it is the duty of the Dao Ting Division to abide by the Dao Law and enforce the law. I am a small disciple of a sect. I can only do my duty and tell the inside story of the Shen family. The matter of Gushan can only be handled by you, the Supervisor."

Mo Hua said it uprightly and left himself out.

The rest is the responsibility of the Dao Ting.

Xia Jian looked at Mo Hua deeply, "Just that?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

"You don't have any requests?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "There is only one thing, don't tell me. Otherwise, if the Shen family knew that I leaked the secret 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."

Xia Jian nodded solemnly, "Of course, you can rest assured."

Things like informing are strictly protected in the Dao Ting Division.

What's more, ink painting has a special identity.

If he hadn't told me these things, it wouldn't matter, but now that he has come forward in person, it's reasonable for Daotingsi to keep his secret.

Otherwise, he would have offended Taixu Sect and lost his credibility as a "supervisor".

In a sense, this was also a "goodwill gesture" from Mo Hua.

It was even more impossible for Supervisor Xia to refuse.

"This matter is known only to heaven and earth, and only to you and me." Supervisor Xia assured.

Mo Hua nodded with relief.

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

Supervisor Xia thought for a moment, "You mean, the Dianshi in Gushan City?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

Xia Jianjian looked solemn and said, "I sent someone to ask him about Gushan, but he was vague and didn't give any details."

Mo Hua said, "He was afraid of revenge from the Shen family, so he acted cautiously. That day, he went to Gushan Tomb with me. If you don't know anything, you can ask him directly. If he is afraid of your prestige and dare not tell the truth, just tell me my name."

"Tell me your name?"

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, "In the tomb, Fan Diansi helped me a lot and we have a good relationship. If you tell me my name, he will tell me."

Mo Hua was also giving Fan Diansi a chance.

Fan Diansi had a poor family background and poor connections. He wanted to make progress, but he had no chance and was blocked everywhere.

Now that Mo Hua mentioned this to Xia Jianjian, it was equivalent to giving him an opportunity to climb up.

As for whether he can seize it, it depends on him.

Xia Jianjian also understood what Mo Hua meant.

Having a good relationship with Mo Hua and being able to get Mo Hua to speak, she must have some ability to mention this in front of the supervisor.

"Fan Jin," Supervisor Xia nodded, "Okay, I'll remember..."

After saying everything, Mo Hua drank the tea in the cup, then stood up and said goodbye: "Sorry to bother the supervisor, Mo Hua is leaving."

"Little brother, take care, come back when you have time."

Supervisor Xia looked calm.

Mo Hua bowed and then left calmly.

After Mo Hua left, Supervisor Xia still sat still, frowning and thinking. He was not thinking about the Shen family, but Mo Hua:

"Apart from anything else, this temperament alone is extraordinary..."

"She is also very thoughtful, but it is rare that you can't tell from her appearance."

"It's a pity that her origin and bloodline are too low to cross the threshold of marriage in the Xia family's direct lineage. The rules of the family are too strict, otherwise..."

Supervisor Xia sighed slightly.

…

After saying goodbye to Xia Jianjian, Mo Hua happened to visit Gu Changhuai on the way, had some snacks, chatted for a while, and then returned to Taixu Gate.

After that, Mo Hua stayed indoors and behaved himself for a while.

After ten days, the matter of Gushan City came to an end temporarily, including Xia Jianjian's side, and everything was done. Mo Hua then went out and planned to go to Gushan City.

Xun Ziyou followed him.

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

This order was nothing.

Xun Ziyou had long been accustomed to being Mo Hua's "bodyguard" and was not surprised for a while.

But this time, Mr. Xun's attitude was more serious and solemn than before, and there was even a hint that he wanted to treat Mo Hua as the sect's treasure and protect him strictly.

Xun Ziyou felt a little strange.

Was it because of the Gushan incident, was he afraid that Mo Hua would be retaliated by the Shen family, or was there... other deeper reasons?

In the carriage, Xun Ziyou couldn't help but look at Mo Hua.

As he looked, he felt that Mo Hua seemed to be a little different from before. He was hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of obscure fog, which made him even more confused.

"What tricks did the ancestor use again?"

Xun Ziyou shook his head and sighed in his heart, "Even if he is a grandson, he doesn't have this treatment..."

He put away his thoughts and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he released his spiritual sense and guarded against the dangers he might encounter along the way.

After a bumpy ride, he arrived at Gushan City.

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

Because of the previous turmoil, the Jindan cultivators of the major families and sects mixed together and made a big fuss. Although they did not hurt the cultivators in the city, they still frightened the people of Gushan City.

Most cultivators stayed indoors.

The streets became more and more desolate, and the number of cultivators coming and going also decreased.

In the distance, the entire Lonely Mountain collapsed in half, and now it is more like a "half-mountain city" than the Lonely Mountain City.

This is the "masterpiece" of the Shen family.

In order to cover up the crime, they burned corpses to fill the graves, and finally blew up half of the Lonely Mountain, burying everything at the bottom of the mountain at an unknown depth.

This is the boundary of the third-grade state. Many of the rocks and geology in the Lonely Mountain are also third-grade, extremely hard and difficult to dig.

Once buried, it is almost impossible to see the light of day again.

Including the evil fetus temple in the deepest part of the Lonely Mountain.

Mo Hua silently looked at the collapsed half of the Lonely Mountain.

Until now, when he thought of the temple, he still had a faint sense of weirdness.

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

Now that the temple has sunk, he can't go into it.

Mo Hua retracted his gaze and stopped thinking about it.

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

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

The Shen family was deprived of their right to occupy Gushan City by Daotingsi.

This was the result of Xia Jian's operation. With the authority of Daotingsi, they were forcibly expelled from Gushan City, and all the Shen family monks were also banned from entering Gushan City again.

Although the Shen family covered up the evidence, they blew up half of Gushan Mountain, and Daotingsi held them accountable, which was also a big mistake.

In addition, everyone is not a fool, and they have guesses in their hearts about what happened in Gushan.

The Shen family knew that they were in the wrong, so they didn't dare to make more fuss about this.

As soon as the Shen family left, the other families who wanted to bite off a piece of meat from the Shen family naturally withdrew.

No one cares about this Gushan City that has been squeezed dry of value, poor and remote, and useless.

Today's Gushan City is really "quiet".

Mo Hua took a carriage and went along the street to Master Gu's weapon refining shop.

Master Gu had been waiting at the door long ago. When he saw Mo Hua, he immediately bowed and said gratefully, "Thank you, Young Master Mo."

"Master Gu, you're welcome." Mo Hua smiled gently, "Are you ready?"

"According to the instructions of the young master, with the consent of the Gu family and the approval of Madam Wan, the spiritual equipment has been delivered and the manpower has been arranged."

"Okay, let's get started..."

Mo Hua nodded, his eyes bright.

He wanted to give the casual cultivators in Gushan City a foundation for their livelihood.

He had twenty spiritual consciousness patterns and was a formation master above the second grade, with profound attainments in formation.

With his own abilities, Mo Hua could already do a lot of things.

He still remembered the Dao heart he made in front of the lights of thousands of houses in Tongxian City:

In this life, he would work hard to practice and comprehend the formation, and with the formation that penetrated the heavens and the earth, he would seek immortality and change his fate against the will of heaven.

Not only changing his own fate, but also changing the fate of all the low-level cultivators in the world...

Mo Hua is no longer the child who just started out. 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.

To do great things, we must start with small things.

Now, he has entered the Taixu Sect, become the leader of the formation, and his mind has formed a pill.

His own fate has been rewritten bit by bit.

Then within the scope of his ability, he also wants to change the fate of these poor cultivators.

First change the fate of one person, then change the fate of a city.

Gathering sand makes a tower, gathering water makes a river.

One day, when his own merits are in the hands of nature and his formations are heavenly, he can change the secrets of the great situation of the nine states and the fate of the people in the world.

In this way, he can prove his Tao heart.

Seek true immortality.