Asking About Longevity

Chapter 99 Thank you (second update)

Hearing Mo Shan say that he only needed five spirit stones, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but open his mouth, and then said sincerely:

“Brother Mo, how can this be done? How about I give you five more coins?”

 He wanted to give more, but he really had no spiritual stones.

He quietly went to Tongxian City to inquire about how to draw an iron armor formation. Those formation masters usually asked for fifty spiritual stones. Some new formation masters who were not confident in their own skills would only ask for thirty spiritual stones. This It's already the lowest.

 When he went back last night, he felt anxious for a long time, not knowing how much it would cost in Moshan. As a result, when he asked today, Mo Shan only wanted five spiritual stones from him, which made him feel very sorry.

Mo Shan patted his shoulder and said, "For the extra spirit stones, go and buy some good spirit ink. It's all for the sake of your children, so don't refuse."

 Some people don’t believe in the little formation master who is in his teens, but of course some do.

Mo Hua thought for a while and shook his head.

“In the end, it’s still something in the middle stage of Qi refining, and it’s not very useful…” Some people said disdainfully.

Mo Shan had no choice but to explain: "It's true that my son can draw formations, but even if he can draw formations, the rattan armor cannot be invulnerable, it is just tougher than before."

 “Hello, Uncle Zhou, hello, Brother Daping!”

Zhou Cheng was overjoyed and said, "Brother Mo is right, don't refuse." Mo Shan had no choice but to accept it.

Mo Hua thinks this business is okay.

Every now and then, someone would invite Mo Shan to have a meal and drink, and then they would make innuendoes and ask his son whether he really knew how to draw formations, and whether the vine armor painted with formations was really invulnerable.

 “By the way, there’s me too.”

“Daping, please thank Uncle Mo and Brother Mo quickly.”

Zhou Cheng has been a demon hunter for so many years, and there are young monks who lose their lives because of demon hunting every year.

From then on, he praised Mo Hua when he met everyone, saying that although Mo Hua was young, he could draw formations well. After painting the formations on Tengjia, the Tengjia became invulnerable. His son went into the mountains to hunt monsters and was no longer afraid.

The young man was also unambiguous, bowed and said: "Thank you, Uncle Mo, thank you, Brother Mo!"

Mo Shan resolutely refused to accept it, "Keep these things for yourself. It's not easy to earn some spiritual stones."

The man was dissatisfied and said: "If I don't have it now, can't I have it in the future?"

Although he doesn't understand the formation, the brushwork of this formation is very proficient at first glance. He would not be able to draw it without putting in a lot of effort.

"Then I have to get one for my son. Every time he goes into the mountains, I am always on tenterhooks. I have never been so nervous when I went up the mountains when I was young. Well, I have rough skin and thick flesh. If a monster bites me, I will "I'm not afraid, I'm just afraid that those beasts will bite my son. If one of them is bad, I'll burn the paper for him before he can die for me..." A big man said with a bitter smile.

 “Then I want one too…”

“Can it be used in the middle stage of Qi refining?” someone asked.

Zhou Cheng originally thought that Mo Hua was still young and could barely use the formations he drew. But now he saw that he was not inferior even to those formation masters in Tongxian City who had been painting formations for 20 to 30 years.

Mo Shan then introduced to Mo Hua: "This is your Uncle Zhou, whose name is one Chinese character. This is his younger son, named Zhou Daping. That formation was asked by your Uncle Zhou Cheng to draw for you."

"Don't talk nonsense. If he wants it, he may have a few illegitimate children outside."

 “Let me tell you, if you are really invulnerable, then what’s the point?”

Zhou Daping touched his head and said, "Just call me Daping."

No matter what Mo Shan said, Zhou Cheng was determined to give the things away.

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

"I've seen that vine armor. It was a lot tougher after drawing the formation, but in the end it was still a little bit useless. It's okay for the middle stage of Qi refining, but it won't be useful in the later stage of Qi refining. I can't stand the late-stage first-level monsters. The beast has one claw."

"You don't have a son, so of course it's of little use. I'm different. I have three sons! Mo Shan, after so many years of friendship between us, you still have to ask your son to draw a few paintings for me, just three... no, six Lieutenant, I'll keep a few as spare..."

"Not always."

"Okay," Zhou Cheng said with a smile, "don't be so polite, just call me Daping."

 “You don’t have a son, what are you going to do?”

Afterwards, Zhou Daping went to the mountains to hunt monsters. He was wearing a pair of rattan armor with ink paintings and formations. He was injured several times, but because the rattan armor was strong, it was not serious.

 He ​​is still young, so doing this is too ostentatious. He still remembers what Mr. Zhuang said, monks should hide their talents and bide their time. The rafters will rot when they grow up, and the pigs will be slaughtered easily when they are fat. There are too many dangerous things in the monastic world, and with Mo Hua's current cultivation and experience, it is impossible to guard against them.

The two of them were in a stalemate like this, and it looked like there was no result by the end of the night.

Mo Hua could only say: "Dad, Uncle Zhou is kind-hearted, so just accept it. If you need to draw any formations in the future, just come to us."

Zhou Cheng was grateful and said nothing more.

Zhou Cheng tried the effect of the rattan armor again, and it was much better than he expected. In a critical situation, it might be able to save his son's life.

They have a dispersion, their lives are embarrassed, and their sons are worked hard. If they lose their lives because they lose their lives, they really want to cry without tears.

  Veterans like them will be killed if they are not careful, let alone those who are just starting out?

Every time he thought of this, Zhou Cheng felt extremely grateful to Mo Hua. However, he was poor and could not afford the spirit stone, so he could only say kind words to express his feelings.

 The words are a bit exaggerated and a bit false, but everyone who likes to join in the fun loves to hear it.

Besides, my level of formation skills is far from adequate. There are still many things to learn about formations. I cannot be greedy for temporary gains and lose my original intention of seeking the truth.

 “It works, the effect is not bad, at least it can protect the vital points.”

 This matter is over. The next day, the demon hunter who asked Mo Hua to draw the formation suddenly came to the door, followed by a young man with a simple and honest expression.

 Ink Hua only received five spirit stones and drew the formation for him. Zhou Cheng felt sorry at first. Later, when he got the rattan armor and looked at it, he saw that the formation patterns were rigorous, the handwriting was graceful, and it shone with a faint golden color.

“You bastard, what are you talking about?”

Zhou Cheng handed over a bunch of things, including some wine, food, vegetables, and fruits. These were all good. The most valuable thing was a bottle of spiritual ink.

 This earned me five spiritual stones and half a bottle of unused gold, stone and spiritual ink.

Now he felt even more sorry. He scraped together some spiritual stones here and there, bought some gifts specially, and came to thank her in person.

After Zhou Cheng learned about it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had not wasted so much thought at last. He had saved a lot of spiritual stones just to treat his injuries. What's more, if he really encountered danger, the vine armor would have to be saved. Formation can really save lives.

“Should I tell others that I am already a formation master, and then ask others to come to me to draw formations?”

Several people were drunk and got into a fight.

Mo Shan couldn’t laugh or cry.

　　Thank you Ze Yuan for the reward~

 (End of this chapter)