Asking About Longevity

Chapter 98 Request (1st update)

Mo Shan hunted a demon beast yesterday, skinned it, removed its bones, collected the demon elixir, and packed it up. Just as he was about to go down the mountain to go home, a demon hunter with whom he had some friendship came to him, and his attitude was quite polite.

“Brother Mo, I have something I want to ask you for a favor...”

This monster hunter's surname is Zhou Mingcheng. He is of medium height and thin.

Mo Shan has always been generous. He asked him if he had any difficulties and said, "Tell me, I will definitely help you if I can."

Zhou Cheng was a little embarrassed, "I'm not asking you to take action, Brother Mo. I have something to do and I want to ask your son for a favor..."

Mo Shan was stunned, "My son, Mo Hua?"

"Yes, that's right." Zhou Cheng said, "I have some friendship with Brother Mo, but I have never met your son, so it would be inappropriate to go to him rashly. So I will ask Brother Mo now." Are you here..."

Mo Shan looked at him suspiciously, "My son Mo Hua is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. What can he help you with?"

"It's possible! It's possible!" Zhou Cheng said quickly: "Don't I have a little son who is fifteen or sixteen years old, at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and has just become a demon hunter not long ago. But his talent is average and he has learned martial arts. It’s not that bad, I’m just afraid that I’ll encounter some difficult monsters when I go up the mountain. If something happens, I’ll..."

Zhou Cheng sighed, "He is lucky now. He has not encountered any troublesome monsters and is still safe and sound. But you and I are both fathers and monster hunters. Naturally, we all understand that once we enter the Daheishan Mountains, what will happen will happen." Anything is possible. When I think about it, I can't sleep well."

Mo Shanshen felt the same and nodded.

"A few days ago, I heard that you have a small formation master over there who can paint any formations on the vine armor. At the critical moment, if you can block the monsters a little more, you can save a life. Later I After asking around again, I found out that this little formation master’s surname is Mo, and his father’s name is Mo Shan. I thought it was a coincidence, so I came to ask for help, big brother.”

Zhou Cheng looked at Mo Shan eagerly, fearing that Mo Shan would refuse.

Mo Shan hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just... I only know that Mo Hua is learning the formation, but I don't know much about the formation, and I don't know how well he is learning it. Your formation looks like It’s not simple, and he may not be able to draw with ink.”

"Yes, yes, he can draw." Zhou Cheng said quickly.

 “How do you know he can draw?” Mo Shan wondered.

“I heard what Lao Xu said, it’s the Lao Xu who went into the mountains with me to hunt monsters—the one who was not too polite to you before and wanted to fight with you, but you punched him down..."

Zhou Cheng smiled and continued: "He said that Dahu, the son of Lao Meng's family, was stabbed in the chest by a scorpion demon some time ago. It was because of the formations painted on the rattan armor that his heart was not damaged and he saved his life. He also said that you had a good life and gave birth to a good son. Even if your words are a bit sinister, don’t blame him. Who asked you to beat him..."

 “Oh, Lao Xu…” Mo Shan remembered.

He had also heard about Dahu being injured, but he was also in the mountains at the time. After coming down from the mountain, he heard that Dahu was no longer seriously injured, so he didn't pay much attention.

It is common for monster hunters to get injured. As long as they don't lose arms or legs, don't damage their meridians, and don't lose their lives, it's okay. That's all they have to eat.

If it's Dahu, it's really possible. Mo Hua has been playing with them since childhood, and it's normal for him to draw a formation on Dahu's rattan armor.

Mo Shan was thinking in his heart.

Zhou Cheng held Mo Shan's hand, "Brother Mo, you must help me with this, otherwise, I really won't be able to worry about my little son!"

Mo Shan thought for a moment and said: "I'll go back and ask. If Mo Hua really knows how to draw the formation you mentioned, he will definitely help you draw it, but if he doesn't know how, there's nothing we can do..."

Zhou Cheng was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you, Brother Mo! If you can really draw, any number of spiritual stones can be used."

Then he looked ashamed again, "But recently... I don't have many spiritual stones on hand. If not, can you owe it first, and wait until I go to the mountains to hunt monsters next month, and then I can pay you back after I divide the spiritual stones?"

Mo Shan waved his hand and said, "This is a small matter, let's talk about it later."

If he helps, it doesn't matter whether he collects the spirit stones or not, but since he is looking for Mo Hua, he has to go back first and ask his son what he wants.

 Just, what kind of armor formation is this? Can he really do ink painting?

Mo Shan returned home with doubts and asked Mo Hua directly, "Can you do it?"

“Yes.” Mo Hua nodded.

"So, are you free these days?" "Yes."

 “Can you help him draw?

"sure."

Mo Shan didn’t expect it to go so smoothly.

Yesterday when others begged him, their attitude was extremely sincere. He thought it was a difficult matter, but why did Mo Hua look at it as if it was a trivial matter?

 “How long will it take to paint?”

 “Very quickly, just half a day.” Mo Hua said.

 In fact, it doesn’t even take an hour. The ink painting is now strong in spiritual consciousness and the control of the spiritual consciousness is also strong. The ink painting of the iron armor formation is very familiar, and there is basically no difficulty in painting it. But it’s always good to set aside a little extra time.

Mo Shan nodded and asked: "Then...how much is the general reward for drawing formations?"

Mo Hua saw that Mo Shan was hesitant to speak, so he said, "Dad, do you have anything else to say?"

Mo Shan thought for a while and said: "His family is not in a good situation. His younger son is a demon hunter and he has to buy everything. He probably doesn't have many spiritual stones. Take as little as you can. But this is your decision. , after all, you drew the formation."

In the past, Mo Shan thought that the cultivation of ink painting was not high, and the formation techniques he learned were naturally not very advanced. He could help the neighbors practice formations, and it didn't matter whether he received spiritual stones or not. It didn't matter if he suffered a little loss.

 But now Mo Shan realized that something was different. The formations that the demon hunters could use were by no means simple formations containing only two or three formation patterns.

 Ink painting can draw such a formation, which is almost the same as the ordinary formation masters in the city.

 Mo Shan knows how difficult it is to become an formation master. Even the most ordinary formation master will have to spend ten or twenty years studying hard.

Mo Hua is only eleven or twelve years old now, so it can be seen that he spends almost all his available time on learning formations. While other children were still complaining about practicing and thinking about where to play every day, Mo Hua was studying the formations day and night.

Mo Shan remembered that every time he went into the mountains to hunt monsters, after returning home, Mo Hua would almost always be drawing formations. Occasionally, he would come back late and the lights in the Mo Hua room would still be on.

 Mo Shan was a little sad, and he didn’t want his son to suffer.

Mo Hua didn't notice that Mo Shan had thought so much. He thought about it and said: "Bring the rattan armor over and prepare a bottle of metallic spiritual ink. If the spiritual ink is better, the effect of the formation will be better. But if you can’t afford such good spiritual ink, you can just use ordinary ones. As for remuneration, dad, how many spiritual stones can you earn in a day from hunting monsters?”

 “Perhaps each person can have five spiritual stones.”

Five pills a day, but you can’t be in the mountains every day for a month, and you can’t encounter monsters every day. Even if you encounter them, you may not be able to kill them. If you encounter a tricky one and get injured, you have to pay for some pills. Medicine money. Therefore, this spirit stone is not much at all, not to mention that hunting monsters itself is so dangerous.

 “Then take five spirit stones.” Mo Hua said.

Mo Shan nodded, and couldn't help but ask: "Five spiritual stones...don't you suffer a loss?"

It costs a lot of spirit stones to ask a formation master to draw a formation. Although Mo Shan has not hired one and has no spirit stones to do so, he has lived in Tongxian City for so long and knows a little bit about everything.

Mo Hua said: "I'm still learning formations. It doesn't matter how much I earn, as long as I have the opportunity to practice more formations. Besides, Dad, don't you always tell me that you need to take more care of your fellow cultivators. When our family was in difficulty before, These uncles and aunts have helped us to some extent, and now that we have the spare capacity, we should help them."

Mo Hua smiled and said: "I can help others, practice formations, and earn some spiritual stones. Isn't it great to kill three birds with one stone?"

"Okay," Mo Shan couldn't help but touch Mo Hua's head, "Then I'll ask him to prepare things tomorrow and let you draw the formation."

 After eating, Mo Hua went back to his room to rest.

Mo Shan sat alone, and the more he thought about it, the more relieved he felt. Thinking about what his son had just said, and also thinking that his son was now a formation master, Mo Shan, who had always been steady and composed, couldn't hide the smile on his face.

I’m tired, so I’ll do the fifth update as usual today.

 (End of this chapter)