For some reason, Gu Changhuai, who was originally a little confused and a little depressed, suddenly felt a lot more relieved because of the various things that the Xia family and the Dao Tingsi were helpless to do.

His eyes also became firm.

…

After leaving the Gu family, Mo Hua took a long detour and went to a small fishing village.

Old Yutou's family is still busy with their day's work. Although it is a bit hard, the family gathers together and works hard to live in harmony, which is enviable to watch.

The ink paintings did not disturb them.

He turned invisible and came to the shrine behind the village.

On the shrine, his "little immortal statue" is enshrined.

And behind the little fairy statue, there is a little silver fish hiding, and under his protection, it is happily eating incense.

Seeing the ink painting coming, the little whitebait was very happy, wagging its tail and nodding its head, and shouted "Benefactor" hurriedly.

Ink painting has the "benefit of reinvention" to it.

Therefore, the little whitebait is very grateful to the ink painting. It was the one who spared no effort in helping the ink painting on the Yanshui River.

Mo Hua said mysteriously: "I'll give you a gift."

After saying that, he placed a package in front of the little whitebait.

The little whitebait was stunned for a moment and didn't find any gift at all, but its "benefactor" would not lie to it, so it used its divine origin and felt it for a moment. It immediately trembled all over and its scales almost stood up.

"dragon……"

Dragon bone statue!

Then it was frightened in its heart, and said in a trembling voice: "My benefactor, this is too precious. I can't ask for it, and I don't dare to ask for it..."

Mo Hua was puzzled, "Isn't this a good thing?"

"It's a good thing, but it's too valuable. The little god's blessings are too weak to afford it..."

Little Silver Fish was very self-aware, and then said, "Most of my Shinto memories were lost in the Bloody River Temple. I don't know where this thing came from, but this statue is made of dragon bones. It is definitely not trivial. It may be better than

My benefactor, you think it is more important."

"My benefactor, you must keep me alive."

"I'll keep it..."

Mo Hua is a little helpless.

The point is, he doesn't know what's the use of keeping it.

If it could be put into a storage bag or a ring, he would just keep it, but he couldn't put it in at all.

If you hold it in such a grand manner, you may encounter an "expert" monk or some greedy god one day, and you may cause trouble.

Moreover, since he took it out from the Dragon King Temple, with the passage of time, every trace of "divinity" in it has been lost little by little.

I don’t know the details of the ink painting, but I guess that this statue of the natal god should still need to be warmed up.

The one who warms and nourishes the statues should naturally be "gods".

After much deliberation, he decided that the little whitebait was the most suitable.

Huangshan Jun lives too far away, and there are many statues in it, both clay and gold. It is really not good enough. It can even drill dog statues, so there is no shortage of this one.

Furthermore, Mr. Huangshan lives a long time, has many thoughts, and also hides his words.

It is also difficult to fully trust in ink painting.

Unlike the little whitebait, he is innocent and cute, calls himself "benefactor" every day, and always wants to help him when he is in trouble.

But I don’t dare to ask for the little whitebait...

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and then said: "Then treat it as something I 'lend' to you. You can take good care of it for me and nourish it with divinity. If one day in the future I need to use this statue, you can return it to me."

The little whitebait was still a little hesitant.

"Just think of it as my glory..."

"But, the little god's strength is humble..."

"It's okay," Mo Hua said, "Ordinary monks, even demons and evil gods, may not be able to see this statue..."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be gathering ashes in the corner of the Dragon King's Hall.

"In addition, I will set up some formations for you to cover up the statue, so that it will almost never be discovered."

I was still a little nervous when I saw the little whitebait.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then changed his explanation and said solemnly:

"I entrusted this to you. You can keep the statue for me and at the same time, you can use this statue to warm up your soul and strengthen your body."

"Don't let me down..."

When Mo Hua said this, Little Silver Fish was indeed full of fighting spirit and nodded: "Don't worry, my dear benefactor, I will definitely live up to your trust!"

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

Then he found a remote and secret place in the barren mountain near the little immortal statue, and then placed the dragon bone statue in a deep cave.

After that, he began to lay out Shinto formations around him.

Ordinary formations are not good, even if it is a hidden formation, in the eyes of higher-level formation masters, it is tantamount to hiding one's own lies and exposing one's own weaknesses.

But the Shinto formation is different.

Shinto formations are a derivative of the way of divine thought, and even some high-level formation masters will not dabble in them.

What's more important is that they don't have this inheritance.

The ink painting refers to the formation layout of the Great Wilderness Evil God, and a complete set of Shinto formations including the Shenwu Formation, the Shenguan Formation and the Divine Lock Formation are arranged near the cave.

Shenguan Formation, lock the door.

The divine mist formation obscures divine consciousness.

The divine lock formation seals the statues of gods and can also resist external evil.

In this way, everything is ready.

Even if the formation is broken, the Dragon Bone Statue itself has sufficient concealment capabilities.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then took out another piece of paper, drew a turtle, and placed it in the deepest part of the cave.

In this way, if someone breaks his own Shinto formation, goes through all the troubles, goes into the cave, and discovers that the Shinto formation is sealed with a picture of a turtle, he will definitely be angry to death.

In a fit of anger, it is even less possible to discover the already obscure statue of the god.

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

Then he took his leave.

The little silver fish was grateful but also very reluctant to part with it. She kept sending the ink painting to the entrance of the village, watching the back of the ink painting disappearing at the intersection, and then returned to the shrine in despair, and secretly swore in her heart:

"We must protect the statue for our benefactor!"

…

After leaving the small fishing village, Mo Hua didn't delay and returned to Taixumen.

From then on, he almost stayed behind closed doors and stayed in the sect all day long, learning formations from Mr. Xun and swordsmanship from Patriarch Dugu.

His formation skills are steadily improving.

Even the swordsmanship is gradually getting better.

And after another two months, it was the end of the year, and Mo Hua's fifth year at Taixu Gate was also over.
Chapter completed!