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 in my heart.

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 hope everyone is safe and sound.

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 even though she was a woman, lonely, had twists and turns, and was seriously injured, she still looked determined, secretly admired her, and said:

"Sister, can you cook?"

Mo Hua asked a curious question, and 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 cook 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 hall, 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.

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, Yu Chengwu saw his father, and his mood was a little ups and downs. He was about to greet him, but 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 greater.

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

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

Stealing prey, killing people and taking advantage of others will probably happen more and more in the future.

The more disputes there are, the more it will affect the ink painting.

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 talked with the head of Daotingsi. After some time, I should think of a way to solve it..."

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

Elder Yu personally delivered the ink paintings 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, am I 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 suddenly felt a little tired.

But he also breathed a sigh of relief.

This violent temper and this scolding tone are familiar and friendly. It is indeed his father, and he is not dreaming.

"Finally we're 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 asking: "What do you want the mace for?"

"The mace is easy to use and can be used to hit sap. It has no edge and will not hurt yourself."

Mo Hua thought about it carefully. If he chooses a knife or a sword, he is not strong enough to use it. If he accidentally cuts himself again, he will 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 wolf teeth on the mace." Mo Hua added.

Wolf teeth are sharp and dangerous.

"If there are no wolf teeth, is it still called a mace?" Master Chen was stunned for a moment.

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

"Okay, you're the one to use it anyway. Whatever you say will be done." Master Chen said, and then he was a little worried, "The mace is very heavy, can you move it?"

"It doesn't need to be heavy, just sturdy and durable."

"Then this wolf... what kind of stick is it? What's the use of it?" Master Chen asked doubtfully.

There are no wolf fangs, and they are not heavy. If they hit someone, wouldn't they tickle them?

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

Formation?

Master Chen understood that ordinary sticks may be useless, but with a formation, it should be different.

"As long as you have an idea."

Master Chen nodded. He didn't ask about the formation. Even if he asked, he didn't understand much.

"I have some stick-type weapon refining manuals here. You can look through them to see if there is anything suitable. Just pick one as a model and I can modify it according to your ideas."

"Thank you, Master Chen!"

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

"That's it. We need to remove the nails on it."

The ink painting pointed to Master Chen, took out another piece of paper, drew a sketch, marked several positions on the map, and said:

"I'm going to draw formations in these places."

Master Chen took a cursory look at it, nodded and said, "No problem, come and get it in five or six days."

"Okay!" Mo Hua said happily.

After Mo Hua returned home, he told Mo Shan about Ji Qingbai.

Hearing this, Mo Shan couldn't help but sigh, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that the situation of the casual cultivators in Qingxuan City would be so bad."
To be continued...