Asking about longevity

"Let me play with you..."

Murong Caiyun couldn't laugh or cry when she heard these childish words.

The writ of summons is not for fun.

But since Mo Hua asked so, she didn't refuse.

The contents of these storage bags are meant for everyone to use.

It was useless for her to keep a blank summons.

"Fine."

Murong Caiyun handed the blank message order made of white jade to Mo Hua with its content erased.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Mo Hua happily took it and kept it as a "treasure".

Murong Caiyun laughed and shook his head slightly.

Everyone simply divided the rest.

Because they were "leftovers" from Dao Tingsi, and they were not valuable, Murong Caiyun would basically give them to anyone who asked for them.

After the "dividing up" of the last spoils was completed, everyone returned to their clan.

I was pressed for time when I came here, but I felt more relaxed when I went back.

Murong Caiyun hired a carriage, which was spacious and luxurious, smelled of rain and mist, and covered with mink blankets. It was soft and comfortable to sit on.

Mo Hua looked at the magnificent carriage and guessed that Senior Sister Murong's family must also be very rich.

He looked forward again.

The carriage was pulled by four tall and handsome horses.

This is a second-grade spiritual horse, specially raised by monks and used to pull carts.

These four spiritual horses are majestic.

Mo Hua couldn't help but think of "Dabai".

At the beginning, he traveled with his master, accompanied by his puppet master, junior senior brother and junior senior sister. Along the way, he traveled through mountains and rivers, and the white horse pulling the cart was "Dabai".

The name Dabai was given to it by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua guessed that he must like it very much.

As soon as I called it Dabai, it would rub its head against me very affectionately.

As for the original name of "Dabai", it was called Yun or Long Ji. It was a bit difficult to pronounce, so Mo Hua didn't remember it well.

"I don't know who is better between the big white breed and these big horses?"

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

The white clouds are fluttering and the horses' hooves are leisurely.

The past is like a mountain, piece by piece, fleeting, passing by in front of you.

As he walked, Mo Hua suddenly felt a little disappointed and sour in his heart.

Those who have been with him for a long time are suddenly no longer around.

But I still want to keep walking forward alone.

We must also keep moving forward...

Mo Hua's eyes showed a hint of loneliness, mixed with a hint of perseverance.

"Junior brother..."

A gentle and clear voice recalled Mo Hua's thoughts.

Murong Caiyun said gently: "Are you worried?"

"No……"

Mo Hua shook his head.

Hua Qianqian on the side suddenly covered her mouth and joked with a smile:

"I'm afraid I don't have a sweetheart. I'm thinking of some pretty little junior sister..."

Mo Hua's cheeks were slightly red and he denied:

"no!"

Everyone was slightly startled when they saw this.

Thinking about the battle with the vulture, Mo Hua was proficient in concealment and formations, trapping the enemy with water prisons, and "whipping corpses" with fireballs.

Finally, at the critical moment, he secretly cast a cold arrow and used the water prison technique to "trap" the vicious and cunning Vulture to death...

Not only is he thoughtful, but he is also calm and collected.

There is even a kind of decisiveness that contains innocence.

Although she looks kind and cute, there is a sense of inconsistency that is profound and elusive.

So along the way, although everyone looked normal, they were still a little worried in their hearts.

But now when it comes to things like "sweetheart" and "little junior sister"...

Mo Hua's fair cheeks suddenly turned red, and the blush was slightly smeared, making her lips redder, teeth whiter, and her eyebrows picturesque.

Still a little shy and awkward.

He looks like an innocent and shy little junior brother.

The grudges among several people suddenly disappeared and they couldn't help but smile.

Seeing everyone smiling at him, Mo Hua blushed even more and defended:

"That's not true!"

"well……"

"You don't believe it?"

"Believe, believe..."

"Then why are you still laughing?"

…

The atmosphere in the carriage was much more cheerful...

…

On the road to Qianzhou.

The carriage did not stop all the way, and it was comfortable to sit in. Although it felt a little slow, the four big horses walked as fast as flying, and the actual speed was not slow at all.

Towards evening, the carriage entered the border of Qianxue State.

Ouyang Feng is a disciple of Tai'amen, and Hua Qianqian is a disciple of Baihua Valley. They have to get off the bus halfway.

"Junior Sister Murong, Junior Sister Qianqian, Junior Brother Shangguan, Junior Brother Xiaomo..."

Ouyang Feng read everyone's name carefully, gently and politely, and then said:

"I'll take my leave now. I'll see you next time I have a chance to do a mission..."

Everyone also said goodbye.

Ouyang Feng took one last look at the ink painting, hesitated for a moment, and finally said:

"Junior Brother Mo, if you have time, you can come to my Tai'amen to enjoy the mountains, view the scenery, and exchange ideas. I can also show my friendship as a landlord..."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!" Mo Hua was very happy and nodded repeatedly:

"sure!"

After that came Hua Qianqian.

She was wearing a splendid robe of flowers and had a pretty face. Although she looked a little quiet and didn't like to talk, that was because she was unfamiliar with her.

After getting acquainted with her, she became surprisingly lively.

After saying goodbye to everyone, she also specifically said to Mo Hua: "Junior brother, come to our Baihua Valley to play when you have time..."

Mo Hua was stunned, "The Baihua Valley... is all female cultivators, men can't enter..."

Hua Qianqian smiled narrowly, "I'll find you a female disciple's dress to wear, put on some rouge, apply some makeup, dress up as a 'little beauty', and you can get in naturally."

Mo Hua was a little angry and said firmly:

"I don't!"

I am a man, how can I wear women's clothes? !

How unreasonable!

Hua Qianqian smiled even more happily when she saw Mo Hua fuming.

After laughing for a while, she stared at the ink painting again, seeming to be thinking about the beautiful appearance in the ink painting wearing a splendid flowered Taoist robe. As she looked around, her eyes moved with expectation.

Mo Hua felt a chill on his body and immediately stayed away from her and hid next to Murong Caiyun.

Murong Caiyun sighed helplessly.

…

After Hua Qianqian got out of the car, she waved to everyone from a distance, then turned and walked towards the Baihua Valley, which is full of flowers and looks like spring all year round.

After that, the carriage drove for a while and returned to Taixu Gate.

Murong Caiyun was one year higher than Mo Hua and lived in the female disciples' residence, so he said goodbye first:

"Junior Brother Shangguan, Junior Brother Mo, I'll leave first. After the merits have been settled by Daotingsi, I will transfer to your Taixu Order."

Mo Hua and Shangguan Xu thanked him.

Mo Hua thought for a while and whispered: "Senior Sister Murong..."

Murong Caiyun was slightly startled, "Is something wrong?"

Mo Hua then said that he had "thought carefully" and planned the plan along the way:

"Senior sister, next time you take on a mission, you will encounter situations where you need to hide and investigate, you need to set up a formation, you need to trap the enemy with spells, or you need to increase the five elements of spells..."

"Can you take one with me?"

The Taixu Sect’s bounty missions have many restrictions.

Especially for newcomers like ink painting who are just getting started, have low levels of cultivation, and have little experience, they have more requirements.

If you don't receive the mission, you won't earn any merit.

Therefore, Mo Hua had no choice but to find a way to follow Murong Caiyun on the mission.

Murong Caiyun was stunned, "Are you... very lacking in merit?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I want to earn merit and change the formation."

"But..." Murong Caiyun frowned, "Mr. Xun, there must be a lot of formations there..."

“Mr.

But he didn't say that Mr. Xun actually only asked him to take on the "entry" mission.

Mr. Xun never thought that Mo Hua would take on these dangerous pursuits and pursuits, nor did he think that he could complete them...

Murong Caiyun nodded slightly.

Indeed, if you don't follow the rules, you can't make a circle. No matter how partial you are to your disciples, you can't break the sect's rules.

This is indeed Mr. Xun's style of doing things.

"But, these things are very..."

Murong Caiyun wanted to say "very dangerous", but after thinking about the tragic death of the vulture, she suddenly realized...

The danger is indeed danger.

But it’s hard to say who is “dangerous”...

At least now, the ink paintings are safe and sound, and the vultures are already freezing cold...

Murong Caiyun's eyes flashed slightly, and her mind was spinning.

This mission is actually very dangerous.

The strength of the vulture cannot be underestimated.

Especially on his head, there is a strange four-image formation tattooed on him. When the formation is unlocked, flesh and blood merge with demonic power, and his strength increases dramatically, almost comparable to that of a late-stage foundation-building monk.

Among the criminal cultivators and demonic cultivators she has hunted down over the years, there are not many with the strength of the vulture.

What's more, Vulture is also proficient in formations.

Without ink painting, they might not be able to survive this trip.

On the contrary, Mo Hua is smart and clever, can hide, is good at formations, and has strong spiritual awareness.

It should be impossible to kill the vulture just by painting yourself in ink.

But if you want to escape from the vulture, you should be able to do so with ease.

So, it's really dangerous.

The most dangerous thing is the "vulture" who was targeted by Mo Hua and died.

Secondly, there are a few people like myself.

Finally, it will be ink painting...

Murong Caiyun nodded and said: "Okay!"

Mo Hua was also very happy, "Thank you, Senior Sister Murong!"

He didn't expect that Senior Sister Murong would agree so readily.

Shangguan Xu on the side was also a little surprised.

He thought that Senior Sister Murong would definitely refuse such a dangerous thing, and even if she agreed, she would refuse it several times.

Murong Caiyun looked at the ink painting and smiled gently.

There was another most important reason that she kept in her heart.

Absolute battle...

A perfect formation that can increase the spiritual power of the five elements!

This kind of absolute formation is extremely rare, very rare.

Moreover, she had almost never heard of any foundation-building disciple in the entire Qianxue State who could learn such a powerful formation.

This formation is close to the origin of the Five Elements.

The feeling of boiling spiritual power, upgrading spells, transforming power, suppressing evil spirits and killing all directions, once you experience it once, you simply cannot refuse it.

The five-element glow that fills the sky is bright and beautiful, yet full of murderous intent.

Even now, when I think about it, Murong Caiyun still feels a little overwhelmed.

Murong Caiyun couldn't help but look at the ink painting, his eyes sparkling, as if he was looking at a rare and precious "innate spiritual treasure" that can increase the power of magic.

"It's a pity that I can't take it with me..."

Murong Caiyun thought with some regret.

Mo Hua felt that Senior Sister Murong's gaze was a little strange, and he couldn't help but show a suspicious look...

After a few pleasantries, Murong Caiyun also left.

Mo Hua and Shangguan Xu walked towards the disciples' residence, chatting about various things along the way, such as which elder had the worst temper and where the food tasted best...

There are also some "games" in the mountains. They are golden chickens raised by the elders in the back mountains. They can be roasted and eaten. They taste great, but don't leave any limbs...

Because elders cannot deduce the cause and effect of disciples privately.

So once in a while, you steal a chicken and roast it and eat it.

If they can't do the math, they won't know who the "murderer" is...

But if you leave evidence and the elders follow the clues and simply "reason" it out, then you will be in bad luck...

Shangguan Xu said a lot, and the ink painting was an eye-opener.

This is the summary of the experience of senior brothers!

Mo Hua firmly remembered it.

When they were saying goodbye, Shangguan Xu thought of something and said:

"You can visit Shangguan's house when you have time. My aunt is at home. She has been thinking about you and is worried about whether you... are in the sect..."

Shangguan Xu's expression was a little subtle, "...Have you been 'bullied' by anyone...and you've been telling me to take more care of you..."

Mo Hua smiled and nodded: "Aunt Wan is so kind!"

Then he was a little confused and asked:

"Where is Shangguan's house...?"

He has never seen the Shangguan family's mansion until now.

There seems to be no such thing in Qianzhou academic circles.

In Qingzhou City, the places Aunt Wan took him to were also the Gu family's residences.

Shangguan Xu patted his forehead and apologized:

"I forgot to tell you, the ancestral home of the Shangguan family is far away from the Qianxue state border. People from the Shangguan family usually stay at the Gu family when they go to the Qianxue state border..."

"The Gu family is also a big family. They have been married to the Shangguan family for generations. They have a deep connection and close contacts. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are like the same spirit..."

"Auntie took Yu'er to rest at the Gu family in Qingzhou City for the time being. If you have time, you can go and see..."

Mo Hua nodded, but was suddenly startled, "Recuperate?"

Shangguan Xu's eyes darkened, he paused, and sighed:

"Yu'er... he's a little uncomfortable..."

"uncomfortable?"

Shangguan Xu nodded and hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't want to say anything, but thinking that Mo Hua was Yu'er's "savior", he thought about it and said it anyway:

"Yu'er now...occasionally has nightmares..."

Mo Hua was stunned and frowned: "Nightmare?"

"Well," Shangguan Xu sighed, "I don't know the specifics. Uncle Yi and Aunt Wan asked someone to calculate the cause and effect, and also asked an alchemist to see a doctor, but they didn't find anything..."

"And Yu'er can't leave Qingzhou City..."

"As soon as I leave Qingzhou City, my nightmares will intensify. Sometimes if I doze off during the day, I will be haunted by nightmares. My whole body will tremble and I will sweat coldly..."

Shangguan Xu frowned, feeling unbearable.

Mo Hua also felt a little distressed and asked:

"Yu'er, has he been like this since he was a child?"

Shangguan Xu thought about it for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know about this. Yu'er has a special status. We, the direct descendants, won't ask any more questions about her childhood to avoid suspicion..."

avoid arousing suspicion……

Mo Hua thought for a moment and probably understood.

In aristocratic families, the interests are huge, so sometimes family affection becomes indifferent.

Some good intentions can be easily distorted...

Shangguan Xu sighed and continued: "I don't know much about Yu'er's childhood, but since last time..."

Shangguan Xu paused for a moment, and when he saw no one was around, he lowered his voice and sighed:

"After being 'robbed', I don't know what I went through. The nightmare intensified and... became more and more serious..."

"My aunt is heartbroken and worried so much that she doesn't even think about food or tea."

"And Yu'er sometimes has nightmares, and she keeps mumbling your name between half asleep and half awake..."

"Maybe it was because I survived the disaster after being rescued by you, so I feel close to you and have been thinking of you..."

"Auntie also hopes that you can go see Yu'er when you are free..."

"But you have just started, and your foundation is not strong. She was afraid of delaying your practice, so she didn't mention it to you..."

…

Shangguan Xu looked helpless.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, he nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go see Yu'er when I have time!"

Shangguan Xu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll help you."

Mo Hua smiled and then warned:

"Senior Brother Xu, you also need to take good care of your injuries."

Shangguan Xu was slightly startled, his heart warmed slightly, and he nodded and said, "Thank you, junior brother."

After the two separated, Mo Hua went back to his disciple's residence, lying on the table, thinking silently.

"Yu'er... nightmare..."

"Can't leave Qingzhou City..."

"Abducted..."

Mo Hua frowned, feeling a little strange.

But he couldn't think of anything for a while.

Mo Hua sighed.

He still likes Yu'er, a simple and kind-hearted child, and Aunt Wan is also very kind to him. Now that Yu'er is haunted by nightmares, Mo Hua feels bad.

But this ten-day break has been used up.

Mo Hua thought about it and decided to take time off next time to visit the Gu family in Qingzhou City.

I'm a little tired. I'll write more than 4k words for a few days to save up my manuscripts for the Chinese New Year and try not to ask for leave during the Chinese New Year~

Don't spray me (,,.,,)