Chapter 13 Lantern

In the following days, except for eating, Mo Hua locked himself in the house to draw the formation of the Minghuo Formation.

Five days later, Mo Hua used up all the ten sets of materials, but unfortunately he only succeeded in drawing eight sets. One set was due to carelessness, and the other set was due to a mistake in brushwork that he had not noticed before.

The Minghuo Formation is already the simplest and most basic formation in the cultivation world, but Mo Hua still makes mistakes occasionally after drawing it so many times, and some of the mistakes are even made before.

"The formation is indeed profound and can't be sloppy at all!" Mo Hua secretly warned himself.

Mo Hua took the time to hand over the drawn formation to the fat steward of Youyuanzhai.

The steward was a little satisfied this time, thinking that Mo Hua's...brother was diligent and his brushwork was obviously much more mature than before, and he was also happy to continue the cooperation. After handing Mo Hua six spirit stones, he gave Mo Hua ten more sets of materials.

Mo Hua has already earned twelve spirit stones. At this rate, he can make another deal before the New Year and earn at least six more spirit stones.

Mo Hua painted more attentively, became more adept at the Minghuo Formation, and his spiritual sense was also strengthened. He could draw a complete Minghuo Formation without exhausting his spiritual sense, which greatly reduced the time Mo Hua spent on drawing the formation.

A few days later, Mo Hua finished dinner and was about to go back to the house when he heard a knock on the door.

Mo Shan got up and opened the door, and found two people standing outside.

One was a teenager, wearing a clean and tidy Taoist robe. He looked very skilled and behaved very politely.

The other was a middle-aged cultivator with a few shallow scars on his face. His eyes looked calm, but there was a sharpness in his gaze. His whole body spiritual power was obviously much stronger. He should be at least a cultivator of the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining.

"Little friend, is there a Mo Shan brother living here?"

"Are you looking for my father?" Mo Hua asked with his head tilted.

The middle-aged monk looked at Mo Hua with a gentle look, "You must be Mo Hua!"

Mo Shan also came out and bowed, "Brother Ji!"

The middle-aged monk also bowed in return, "Brother Mo, I'm sorry to bother you so late! My father and I came from Black Mountain City, traveling all night, and we just arrived at this time."

"Do you have a place to stay?"

"Yes, it's a brother of my father's generation. It's just right for me to visit him and stay temporarily. I came to you to discuss the matter you mentioned before..."

"Come in."

Mo Shan welcomed them in, Liu Ruhua cleaned the table, and made tea and brought it up, and Mo Shan invited the two to sit down. Then he introduced to Mo Hua:

"This is your uncle Ji, named Qingbai, and next to you is your elder brother Ji, whose given name is Li."

Mo Hua saluted in a serious manner and said, "Hello, Uncle Ji, hello, elder brother Ji!"

Ji Qingbai smiled and nodded. He wanted to praise them, but when he saw the tall and burly Mo Shan with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and the delicate and well-behaved Mo Hua beside him with fair skin, he could not say the phrase "a tiger father will have a dog son".

Generally, if the father is tall and strong, the son will also be strong and brave, so this phrase is more appropriate.

But he is a monster hunter, and he only knows how to fight monsters. When praising people's children, basically he can just say the universal phrase "a tiger father will have a dog son". Now this phrase is not applicable, and Ji Qingbai is a little at a loss for words.

"This child..." Ji Qingbai hesitated for a while before he could come up with a sentence, "He looks so good!"

In order to avoid being perfunctory, Ji Qingbai added: "He is handsome, very similar to Brother Mo, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and a temperament similar to his younger brother and sister-in-law. He is well-educated and well-mannered. I have never seen such a good-looking child."

Mo Shan didn't think too much. As long as he was praised by Mo Hua, he was happy to hear it.

Mo Shan made a few polite remarks, and then said to Mo Hua: "Dad and your uncle Ji are discussing something, you go back to the room to play first."

"Okay!"

Mo Hua saluted Ji Qingbai and went back to his room.

Ji Qingbai should also be a demon hunter. He came to his father to talk about demon hunting.

Mo Shan is burly, with a good talent for physical training. He is at the eighth level of Qi training. He practices several powerful physical training martial arts such as the Golden Claw and the Flame Fist, and has rich experience in hunting demons. In addition, he is a righteous person, so he is quite famous among the demon refiners in the Qi training period of Tongxian City.

"Ji Qingbai came to see his father, probably to discuss going to the inner mountain of Dahei Mountain to hunt monsters after the New Year..."

The inner mountain should be very dangerous...

Mo Hua thought about it and sighed again.

These are not things he can worry about now. His cultivation is only the second level of Qi Refining, and he can't practice physical training or learn martial arts. He hasn't chosen a technique yet, and he doesn't know any spells. He can't help at all.

Let's concentrate on drawing the formation.

Mo Hua took out the paper and pen, poured ink into the inkstone, and then concentrated on drawing the formation, hoping to draw a complete picture of the bright fire formation before falling asleep and entering the sea of ​​consciousness.

Dipping the pen in ink, the light red ink outlined one formation pattern after another as the pen tip moved.

The bright fire formation was already well known in his mind, and Mo Hua had no difficulty in drawing it.

After drawing for a few incense sticks, the fire on the lamp suddenly flashed out, and the room was dark.

Is the lamp broken?

Mo Hua stopped writing, took the lamp on the table and looked at it over and over again in the light of the main hall, and couldn't help muttering: "Did it take too long?"

There was still a long time before the ion time came, and Mo Hua wanted to draw the formation for a while longer.

What should I do?

Mo Hua grabbed the lamp and walked to the door. Through the crack in the door, he saw Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai still chatting in the main hall.

Mo Hua didn't want to disturb Mo Shan at this time. Just as he was about to retract his head, he heard Mo Shan say: "Hua'er, what's the matter?"

Mo Hua realized that he had been discovered.

Mo Shan's cultivation level was probably the eighth level of Qi Refining, and Uncle Ji would be even higher. He looked through the crack in the door, and of course he couldn't escape their consciousness.

Mo Hua had no choice but to say: "Dad, the lamp is broken."

Mo Shan waved his hand, "Let me see it."

Mo Hua handed the lamp over.

Mo Shan took it, twisted it hard, opened the base of the lamp, took a look and said:

"It has been used for a long time, and the formation inside has faded. Dad will buy you a new one tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight."

"Formation?" Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Dad, let me see."

Mo Shan was slightly surprised, but still handed the lamp to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua took the lamp and found that the formation on the base was a little familiar. It was very similar to the formation pattern of the open fire formation, but it was obviously more crude, and there were only two lines.

It should be to save costs and cut corners to draw the open fire formation.

Open fire formation, Mo Hua is very familiar.

"Dad, wait a minute."

Mo Hua ran back to the house, took the pen and ink, and traced a few strokes according to the faded formation on the base, then looked at it, changed the place, and drew a few more strokes.

Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai were silent and watched carefully.

After a while, Mo Hua finished painting, "Dad, try again."

Mo Shan took the lamp, screwed the base back on, and then turned the small mechanism on the lamp. The lamp lit up again, and the room became brighter.

"Finished?" Mo Shan was slightly surprised, and then touched Mo Hua's head a little dotingly, "Not bad, take it back, remember to rest early, don't study too late."

Mo Hua hummed and said, "Dad, Uncle Ji, you guys continue chatting, I'll go back to the house first." After that, he grabbed the lamp and ran back to the house.

Mo Shan said to Ji Sihai, "Sorry, Brother Ji, let's continue."

Ji Qingbai seemed to have heard nothing, staring at Mo Hua's back as he entered the room, stunned for a long time, and then said carefully: "Mo Hua, this child, should only be at the second level of Qi Refining."