Chapter 175 Returning Home

Elder Yu cursed Qian Hong loudly again.

Qian Hong, who was mentally unbalanced, finally couldn't bear it this time. He was about to do it regardless of everything. At this moment, the monks from Dao Tingsi came.

Elder Yu had someone notify Dao Tingsi in advance, fearing that the Qian family would not know what was good for them.

The more than ten people from Dao Tingsi were led by the highest-ranking chief, the deputy chief, and several chiefs, and Zhang Lan was among them.

The appearance of Dao Tingsi meant that the matter was over.

Qian Hong had no choice but to retreat with the Qian family disciples, but his expression was resentful, and he didn't seem to want to give up.

He looked at Elder Yu coldly, and then his eyes passed from Mo Hua, and wandered over other demon hunters, and kept guessing in his heart.

Who was the formation master who made him suffer so much among the demon hunters?

All the demon hunters present were suspects, but Mo Hua, who was in his teens, was the first one to be ruled out by him.

In Qian Hong's opinion, a formation master who can draw a first-class formation, even if his hair and beard are not all white, is already over middle-aged, and his cultivation is at least the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Mo Hua is not good enough for him in terms of age or cultivation.

Elder Yu saw that Qian Hong's eyes were not on Mo Hua, so he didn't care and let him guess.

"Guess it, if you can guess this, I swear that from now on I will treat people with courtesy and never curse again in this life!"

Elder Yu said silently in his heart.

Let alone whether Qian Hong can guess it or not, even now that he knows that Mo Hua can draw a first-class formation, he feels like a dream. If Mo Hua hadn't drawn the formation so many times in front of him, he would not dare to believe it.

A ten-year-old first-class formation master is simply incredible.

Qian Hong can't guess it even if he racks his brains.

The Qian family left, and Elder Yu was talking to the head of the Daoting Division.

Zhang Lan glanced and saw Mo Hua again, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Mo Hua, how come you are everywhere when there is trouble...

There are so many lively events, and you have never missed one.

Mo Hua also saw Zhang Lan and blinked at him, her big black eyes twinkling.

Zhang Lan shook his head, feeling helpless.

After Elder Yu finished talking with the chief, he looked happy, and then asked everyone to go home and rest first, and talk about the rest later.

Mo Hua and Mo Shan went home.

Liu Ruhua was cleaning up the dishes at the door of the restaurant, looking at the intersection from time to time, with an expression of both expectation and anxiety.

After a while, Mo Shan appeared at the intersection holding Mo Hua's little hand.

Liu Ruhua quickly put down the dishes in her hand, ran out of the door in a hurry, greeted Mo Hua, and hugged Mo Hua tightly in her arms, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed, and said with a red face: "Mom, I'm fine."

Liu Ruhua then looked at Mo Hua carefully, and saw that Mo Hua had no injuries and looked good, but she was a little thinner, so she was relieved.

Then she felt a little distressed, "You must not have eaten enough after staying in there for so long. Have you eaten everything that your mother prepared for you?"

Mo Hua patted the empty storage bag, "I've eaten everything!"

Liu Ruhua nodded, "You are young, you should eat more."

"Yeah." Mo Hua agreed.

Liu Ruhua looked at Mo Hua carefully again, and then smiled warmly:

"You must be hungry, mother made a lot of delicious food for you."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and she said in a crisp voice: "Mom is so nice!"

Liu Ruhua smiled like a flower, and took Mo Hua into the restaurant.

Mo Shan, who had been left aside, stood there and shook his head helplessly.

Mo Hua had a nice meal, took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and fell asleep again on the bed.

During the days of guarding the mine, although he did not engage in direct combat, he used magic to attack and drew formations to deal with the enemy, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Now that he was back home, he was free from worries and could naturally have a good sleep.

Liu Ruhua took some wild fruits and cakes to prepare for Mo Hua. When she entered the room, she saw Mo Hua sleeping soundly, with bulging cheeks. She didn't know what he was eating in his dream, so she smiled and shook her head.

She put the wild fruits on the table, tucked the corners of the quilt for Mo Hua, and couldn't help but look at her son a few more times, then walked away quietly.

After Mo Hua woke up, he rubbed his eyes and realized that it was dark. Hearing someone talking, Mo Hua walked into the living room and saw Elder Yu and Yu Chengyi discussing something with Mo Shan.

Elder Yu saw Mo Hua and waved his hand with a pleasant face, asking him to come over.

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Elder, what are you talking about?"

Elder Yu said, "We are talking about the distribution of spirit stones."

"Can I listen too?"

Elder Yu nodded, "You will get a share too."

Mo Hua moved a small stool and sat down, and Elder Yu said:

"We have dug up all the spirit mines this time, but the spirit stones in the spirit mines are dirty and irregular, and cannot be used directly. They need to be delivered to the Dao Ting Division and exchanged for standard spirit stones commonly used by the Dao Ting at a certain ratio. These spirit stones have no impurities and are refined in accordance with regulations. They can be circulated and used for cultivation..."

"Of course, the Dao Ting will have a commission, and the Dao Ting Division will also need to take some spirit stones to manage. Even so, what we can get will be a huge batch of spirit stones."

"According to the size of the merit, these spirit mines will be distributed to all demon hunters in batches on a monthly basis according to the four grades of A, B, C, and D, for everyone to practice and use in daily life."

"Among them, Mo Shan is a first-class achievement, and spirit stones are distributed according to the first-class share. Mo Hua, you are also a first-class."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Am I also a first-class person?"

Elder Yu nodded and said: "Originally, I should give you more, but after all, your family already has two first-class shares, so it's hard to give you more."

In Elder Yu's heart, the achievements of ink painting are far more than first-class.

Whether it is using the fireball technique to repel the Qian family spiritual cultivators, forcing the hidden monks to act, or using formations to help them defend and escape, it is crucial to the situation of this battle.

But according to the tradition of monster hunters, at most they can only give Class A shares, and Elder Yu can't make an exception.

Mo Hua didn't care too much, he was already very happy with the first-class share.

After all, although he hid behind and used spells and drew formations, it was everyone who was fighting head-on.

The monster hunters were bleeding, injured, and desperate.

Mo Hua just stepped in to help.

Mo Hua then thought of something again, his face a little lonely, "There must be many people who died this time..."

Elder Yu touched Mo Hua's head and said, "Deaths and injuries are inevitable, you don't have to worry about it."

Mo Hua understood in his heart, but he was still a little sad.

Elder Yu said: "Everyone is destined to die. He will die due to birth, old age, illness and death, he will die if he encounters disasters, and he will die when hunting monsters. In comparison, they died guarding the spirit mine, and their families can also receive more compensation. This is already It’s the best result.”

Mo Hua nodded silently.

Elder Yu looked at the ink painting and sighed: "Suffering is inevitable. Demon hunters have been through this for so many years, and people always have to look forward."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Elder, I understand."

Elder Yu was somewhat relieved and said nothing more.

Mo Hua understands that the root of all suffering comes from weakness.

If he is strong enough, the Qian family will not be afraid at all. If his formation is strong enough, the Qian family will also be vulnerable.

As long as the formation is powerful enough...

Mo Hua's eyes were firm and he said silently in his heart:

"One day, within my formation, there will no longer be any bloodshed or casualties among monks!"