Asking about longevity

"Where should I go?"

Mo Hua was a little undecided, so he sat in the restaurant, watching the monks coming and going, and the entire Tongxian City.

Tongxian City is no longer lively, but rather lonely as if a storm is coming.

There are also fewer monks on the streets.

Those who can find a way out will find a way out. For casual cultivators who cannot find a way out, there is only one way:

As the large armies dispersed and moved to the city, they moved to the barbaric and impoverished land, re-cultivated it, and built a place to settle down.

When the great demon appears in the world, even some big religious forces are unable to resist it, let alone casual cultivators.

They have no choice.

They have no identity, no background, no connections, and no one is willing to take them in. If they want to survive, they can only find another way to survive and rely on their own hard work to survive little by little.

Mo Hua sighed.

This world may never have been like this.

In any disaster, the upper-level monks will always have a way to escape.

In the end, it was the monks at the bottom who faced all the difficulties and endured all the pain.

Even if this disaster is just an unforeseen disaster.

Mo Hua went to see Elder Yu again.

Elder Yu wants to move to the city with the scattered cultivators.

He is a foundation-building monk, so he can actually escape.

But precisely because he is a foundation-building monk and the only foundation-building monk among the casual cultivators, he must protect the casual cultivators as they move south.

Otherwise, there would have been many casualties among the monks along the way without the foundation.

"Just don't go."

Elder Yu has been busy 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 it. Even if we get there, it will be all wasteland, and you won't be able to draw formations for the time being.

Mo Hua knew what Elder Yu was thinking and was speechless for a moment.

Elder Yu looked at the ink painting and said warmly:

"You should have a better future, learn more formations, and be able to do more things in the future. There is no need to suffer hardships with us."

Mo Hua whispered: "This journey will be very dangerous..."

"Everything you do is dangerous, but you can't stop doing it just because of the danger. This is about the life of a city's casual cultivators." Elder Yu sighed.

"How about... I'll go too," Mo Hua said.

Elder Yu glared at him angrily: "Why are you joining in the fun? Even if you go, it won't change anything. The most important thing for you is to learn the formation well, not to suffer these hardships with us."

Elder Yu has a stubborn temper, and Mo Hua knows he can't defeat him.

Mo Hua turned his head and looked at the huge weapon refining shop and alchemy shop again, feeling a little disappointed and said:

"Are these going to be wasted too?"

Yu Chang sighed helplessly and nodded, "We can't take away such a large weapon refining shop and alchemy shop..."

"Are you going to sell it?"

Elder Yu nodded and said: "I have contacted Chief Zhou. The weapon refining furnace and alchemy furnace here have the formations you drew. They are all good things. Daotingsi will convert them into spiritual stones and compensate you." After all, we have to move the city and open up the land next, and spiritual stones are the hard currency."

"Oh, by the way." Elder Yu remembered another thing and handed a jade plaque to Mo Hua:

"This is the identity jade talisman from the warehouse. There are more than 10,000 spirit stones in it. They are all for you. You can get them when you have time."

Mo Hua was stunned, "More than 10,000 pieces...give them all to me?"

Elder Yu nodded, "These are for you to build your foundation."

Elder Yu looked at the ink painting with a somewhat apologetic expression:

"I should have given you more. Without the formations you drew, the casual cultivators in Tongxian City would not have a good life, and Black Mountain Stronghold could not be eradicated. We just have to move the city and consume more spiritual stones, so I can only give you this too much……"

Mo Hua shook his head, "It's already a lot."

Mo Hua took the jade token and felt it was heavy. Just as he was about to say something, Elder Yu interrupted him again:

"Don't tell me lies that you don't want. No matter who it is, just take the spirit stone if it is given to you. Anyone who has the spirit stone and doesn't want it is a fool."

Mo Hua held the jade sign, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Elder Yu patted him on the shoulder, "No matter what you choose, just straighten your chest and do it upright. You don't owe anyone!"

Mo Hua nodded slightly and left with a thoughtful look on his face.

Looking at Mo Hua's leaving figure, Elder Yu was a little reluctant, but he could only sigh helplessly.

Mo Hua has already helped them a lot, and they can no longer drag this child down.

He should go to a wider world, learn advanced formations, and seek a longer-term way of heaven.

Instead of hanging out with poor casual cultivators like them, there is no way out.

The big demon thing happened to be an opportunity.

Elder Yu turned his head again, glanced at the empty weapon refining shop and alchemy shop, and felt in a trance.

All this is like in a dream.

It seems like a dream to capture the spiritual mine, build a weapon refining shop and an alchemy shop, and make the casual cultivator live a prosperous life.

It is another dream to wipe out the Black Mountain Stronghold, eliminate the threat of evil cultivators, and even dig out the roots and uncover the ancestors of the Qian family to completely eliminate the major troubles in their hearts.

Originally, everything was developing for the better, and their lives could have been getting better and better...

But now, everything is in vain.

It was like a dream.

When they wake up from the dream, they will leave their hometown, and this Tongxian City may no longer exist.

Elder Yu sighed deeply, with a bitter look on his face.

Life as a casual cultivator is hard...

These casual cultivators don't even dare to hope for immortality. They just want to live well and live peacefully for one or two hundred years. Why is it so difficult?

…

Mo Hua walked around again and met a circle of acquaintances. After returning home, he sat in the yard in silence.

Everyone is leaving.

Elder Yu, two uncles Yu Chengyi and Yu Chengwu, and other familiar monster hunter uncles and uncles;

Uncle Ji’s family, Uncle Meng’s family, Uncle Chu’s family;

Master Chen of the weapon refinery, who has no children, will also move to the city with him;

Mr. Feng is old and highly respected. After years of refining elixirs to save people, many people appreciate his kindness, so naturally there are other ways out;

But he was worried that the scattered cultivators would move to the city without an alchemist to take care of him along the way. He would encounter poisonous miasma and be disabled, and he didn't know how many people would die, so he planned to follow him. No one else could persuade him, and no one dared to persuade him;

Dahu, the three people who have played with Mo Hua since childhood, Dazhu, who helped Mo Hua fight, and Daping, who are familiar with each other, will also leave with their parents...

His parents should be with him, but other people, people whom Mo Hua is familiar with;

People who grew up with ink paintings, or grew up watching ink paintings;

Mo Hua has helped and protected the people of Mo Hua.

They will all leave Tongxian City, embark on an unknown road, go to a strange place, and live a hard life again.

Maybe he was sleeping in the open air, maybe he was hungry and cold, maybe he was oppressed by unknown families, sects, or even Tao Tingsi.

And there is a high probability that I will not go with them.

I will take a completely different path from them.

Mo Hua thought silently.

There is no bottleneck in his spiritual consciousness, and he has enough spiritual stones. In the near future, he will be able to build a foundation.

You can choose a family or a sect, or even join the Dao Tingsi or Dao Bingsi, practice peacefully until the foundation is established, and then look forward to the golden elixir, and then step by step, learn more advanced formations, and seek greater depth. realm...

The road ahead for casual cultivators is full of thorns, but the road ahead for you is full of flowers.

…

But, is this really what I want?

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask himself.

What is the purpose of learning formations on your own?

I changed some things, but in the end, nothing seemed to have changed.

In the face of a catastrophe, we can survive alone this time, but what about next time?

Do you always take care of yourself like this every time you encounter difficulties?

"If things continue like this, will I become numb and indifferent?"

"Will he forget his original intention, lose his original intention, destroy his Taoist heart, and become a completely selfish person?"

Can I really become an immortal like this? Can you really ask?

Can we really seek the true meaning of the formation and understand the ultimate path?

If you lose your way, even if you become famous, can you find true immortality?

Mo Hua couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he lay in the yard and looked up at the sky.

"What is my Taoist heart?"

"What is the way I seek?"

"What should I do?"

…

The sky is high and the clouds are vast, seeming to contain endless vitality and truth.

If there is Tao, then heaven is the manifestation of Tao.

If there is a great formation, then the Great Formation of Heavenly Dao is the ultimate great formation.

And this is what an array master should pursue!

Mo Hua's eyes gradually brightened.

"A thousand miles begins with a single step."

"I cannot lay out such a large formation that reaches the sky and the earth, and use the laws of heaven to control and balance the monks in the world, so that the world of cultivation can flourish and live endlessly."

"Then I will start from the simplest first-level formation, find a way to learn it, and set up the first first-level formation to kill evildoers and protect the peace of the fairy city!"

The ink painting suddenly became enlightened, his expression gradually became firm, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

He was lying in the yard with his hands stretched to the sky.

The small palm seemed to hold the entire sky.

Thank you to book friends 20220313190842180 and Daily Suicide Record for the reward~