Chapter 238 Resettlement

Mo Hua asked Ji Qingbai, "Uncle Ji, do you have a place to stay?"

Ji Qingbai just came back to his senses, but his heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

He only heard people say that Tongxian City was becoming more prosperous than before, but he never expected that it could prosper to this extent.

I was both shocked and envious.

After hearing Mo Hua's words, Ji Qingbai was slightly startled, thought for a moment, and said:

"There is an old man who is a family friend of my father. He can stay there temporarily."

Mo Hua nodded, "If you have any difficulties, you can go to my dad."

Ji Qingbai's eyes showed gratitude, "Thank you for taking care of me along the way."

"It's nothing." Mo Hua said.

He just scares people and leads the way, with a little effort, and it doesn't take much effort.

Just be safe everyone.

The young female cultivator named Fu Lan took the elixir and her injuries improved a bit. Although her face was still as white as a sheet of paper and she had difficulty moving, she still saluted Mo Hua specially and said gratefully:

"Thank you little brother!"

Mo Hua saw that although she was a woman, alone, with twists and turns and serious injuries, she still looked determined, secretly admired her, and said:

"Sister, can you cook?"

Mo Hua's question was so curious that Fu Lan was stunned for a moment. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and said:

"My mother runs a tofu shop, and I can also make some meals."

Tofu!

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he said, "Now that you've recovered from your injury, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Fushan Building on the south side of the street to make some tofu and earn some spiritual stones."

Fu Lan was slightly startled, then felt warm in her heart, and said softly: "Thank you, but Fushan House is a dining house, right? The family has a big business, so they may not be willing to take her in."

"It's okay." Mo Hua said confidently, "Just tell me my name."

After all, half of Fushan Building is his.

Mo Hua spoke loudly, and Fu Lan was also stunned.

Mo Hua said nothing more and waved goodbye to them.

They have been working hard and their injuries have not yet healed. Their top priority is still to find a place to stay.

After saying goodbye, Mo Hua and Yu Chengwu walked side by side towards the city.

After walking for a while, Yu Chengwu frowned and said, "Why are you following me?"

"I didn't follow you, I just went to find Elder Yu."

Yu Chengwu was stunned for a moment, thinking no way.

It's okay for Mo Hua to be familiar with those demon hunters, but he's not really familiar with his father either.

But Mo Hua really walked with him all the way to Elder Yu's house.

Yu Chengwu opened the door and Mo Hua followed him in. It was like entering his own yard, very familiar and not at all restrained.

Elder Yu was drinking tea in the living room. When he saw the two of them, his eyes lit up and he came out to greet them.

After more than a year, when Yu Chengwu saw his father, his mood was a little ups and downs. Just as he was about to greet him, he saw his father, Elder Yu, directly passed him and started chatting with Mo Hua.

"Mo Hua, what's the matter?"

Mo Hua nodded, "It's something..."

Mo Hua told what happened on the road.

There are more and more foreign monks, whose identities are unknown and cannot be controlled. The danger for monster hunters to hunt monsters is great.

Fortunately now, they don't dare to attack the local demon hunters.

But if things continue like this, disputes and incidents are inevitable.

Stealing prey, killing people and selling goods will probably become more and more common in the future.

The more disputes there are, the more it will affect the ink painting and the blood of the demons.

If there is less spiritual ink, there will be less formations to draw, and the growth of spiritual consciousness in ink painting will be slower, which will also delay the progress of his foundation building.

Elder Yu nodded, "I have heard about this matter before, and have also discussed it with the head of Daoting Division. After some time, I should think of a way to solve it..."

Mo Hua talked to Elder Yu for a long time, and after receiving Elder Yu's reply, he said goodbye and left.

Elder Yu personally delivered Mo Hua to the door and told him to "be careful on the road."

Yu Chengwu, who had been standing aside for a long time, finally couldn't help but said: "Dad, I'm back!"

Elder Yu glanced at him, frowned and said, "He's back as soon as he comes back. It's not like I didn't see him."

Yu Chengwu was speechless.

After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Dad, I am your son."

Elder Yu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he immediately cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are not my son, how can you be picked up by me?"

Yu Chengwu thought of his pleasant expression when talking to Mo Hua just now, and compared it with his current attitude, he felt a little tired.

But he was relieved.

This violent temper and cursed tone were familiar and friendly. It was indeed his father, and he was not dreaming.

"Finally home."

Yu Chengwu said with some emotion in his heart.

Mo Hua went to the Nancheng Weapon Refining Shop and found Master Chen who was forging iron. He said, "Master Chen, please refine a spiritual weapon for me."

"Have you decided what spiritual weapon you want?"

"Um."

Master Chen was halfway through practicing the sword in his hand, so he asked Dazhu to take over. He walked aside, took a drink of water, and asked Mo Hua: "What do you want to practice?"

Mo Hua gestured with his hand, "Such a long mace!"

Master Chen choked and couldn't help but ask: "What do you want the mace for?"

"The mace is easy to use. It can be used to fight sap. It has no edge and won't hurt you."

Mo Hua had thought about it. If he chose a knife or a sword, he was not strong enough to use it. If he accidentally cut himself again, he would suffer a big loss.

If the stick or the like is just right, even if you miss it and hit yourself, it won't be a big deal.

"By the way, there can't be fangs on the mace." Mo Hua added.

Wolf teeth are sharp and dangerous.

"Without wolf teeth, is it still called a wolf tooth club?" Master Chen was stunned.

"Then it won't be called a wolf tooth club. I'll give it a new name." Mo Hua said.

"Okay, it's you who's using it anyway, whatever you say is what it is." Master Chen said, and then he was a little worried, "The wolf tooth club is very heavy, can you handle it?"

"It doesn't have to be very heavy, just strong and durable."

"Then what's the use of this wolf...what kind of club?" Master Chen asked in confusion.

It doesn't have wolf teeth, and it's not heavy. If it hits people, it's just tickling, right?

Mo Hua said: "I'll just draw a formation."

Formation?

Master Chen understood that ordinary sticks might be useless, but if they were drawn with a formation, it should be different.

"As long as you have an idea."

Master Chen nodded, he didn't ask what the formation was, and he didn't quite understand it even if he asked.

"I have some stick-like refining manuals here. Take a look and see if there is anything suitable. Pick one as a sample and I will modify it according to your ideas."

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

Mo Hua took the refining manual and looked through it one by one. Then he found a spiritual weapon that was similar to what he imagined. It was about four or five feet long, forged with fine iron, of moderate length and not too heavy.

"This is it. You need to remove the nails on it."

Mo Hua pointed it out to Master Chen, took out a piece of paper, drew a sketch, marked a few positions on the picture, and said:

"I plan to draw formations in these places."

Master Chen took a quick look and nodded, saying: "No problem, come and get it in five or six days."

"Okay!" Mo Hua said happily.

After returning home, Mo Hua told Mo Shan about Ji Qingbai.

Hearing this, Mo Shan couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, saying, "I didn't expect the situation of the scattered cultivators in Qingxuan City to be so bad."

Mo Hua asked, "Will all the scattered cultivators in the world be oppressed by their families?"

"Even if they are not oppressed by their families, there are still sects and Dao Tingsi."

"Is it because the scattered cultivators are too weak?"

Mo Shan nodded and said, "Yes, it is human nature for the strong to bully the weak. Moreover, some families or sects are originally competing with scattered cultivators for profit and oppressing them. Only with profit can they grow stronger."

"Many interests in this world are not created out of thin air, but are concentrated from one part of the cultivators to another part of the cultivators."

Mo Hua nodded as if he had realized something.

It has been a month of continuous ten thousand updates, and the badge has been mixed up. Next, I need to slow down for a while.

It is indeed a bit tiring to write ten thousand words every day.

The current progress of the plot is just the beginning.

Tongxian City is just the tip of the iceberg of the huge cultivation world. There are still many characters, plots, and settings that have not been unfolded.

The growth of Xiao Mohua has only laid some foundations.

Many stories have been in my mind for a long time. I need to write them down and give an explanation to the characters in my writing.

Writing novels is really a long and painful thing.

However, everything is difficult at the beginning. Now the beginning has been made, and the rest is to keep writing.

As for the update, it will be two updates a day in the future, and after a period of time, it will gradually increase.

Actually, I originally wanted to start two updates today, but thanks to everyone's support, the subscription has steadily increased.

So in order to thank everyone, today is still five updates.

Finally, I wish you all a happy day~