MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 41 visit

Chapter 41 Visit

 Master Luo is a first-level formation master and rejected Yan Jiaoxi’s request.

Yan Jiaoxi could only do the next best thing and find some formation masters who were not yet qualified but had studied formations for many years and asked them to accept Mo Hua as their disciples.

But some refused directly, some pushed back, and some agreed, but the request was too outrageous. Once agreed, Mo Hua could only be used as a tool and puppet for life, with no freedom at all. This is no different from selling oneself. .

Yan Jiaoxi wandered around for many days, but still to no avail. He returned to his residence and sat alone, sighing alone.

He will leave in a few days, and there is not much time. If he cannot find a suitable gentleman, he may delay the progress of Mo Hua's practice formation.

Yan Jiaoxi thought about it and finally seemed to have made up his mind. He sealed the ink-drawn test paper and put it in a storage bag separately.

In the evening, Yan Jiaoxi left Tongxian City and walked directly to the southeast outside Tongxian City.

There is a mountain peak in the southeast of Tongxian City. It is beautiful and secluded, with magnificent scenery and a quiet interest of its own. There is a mountain residence in the mountain. There is no plaque and no gate. There is only a small mountain road leading to the mansion.

Yan Jiaoxi stood at the foot of the mountain. After a long time, he heard a skinny voice in his ear:

"please."

This voice seems to be in my ears, and it seems to echo in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Yan Jiaoxi's expression became more humble. He straightened his robe, patted the storage bag on his waist, and stepped up the mountain with determination.

As for Mo Hua, he plans to drop out of Tongxian Sect.

 Mo Hua himself is an outer disciple, and his relationship with the sect is just a simple interest relationship in the practice of Hualingshi. There is a little affection, but it is not much.

Especially since Yan Jiaoxi is leaving and the outer sect will no longer teach formations, there is no point in Mo Hua staying.

His spiritual roots are destined that his spiritual power will not be too strong and his cultivation speed will not be too fast.

 Other contents taught by the sect, such as body refining, alchemy refining, weapon refining, talisman making, etc., are also somewhat useless for ink painting. It is useless to learn and it is a pity to abandon them.

 The only thing Mo Hua wanted to learn and had the prospect of cultivating was the formation method.

 But among the outer sect, apart from Yan Jiaoxi, Mo Hua didn't think anyone else could teach him the formation.

 The three of them, Dahu, are also going to drop out of school.

 But they dropped out of school not because of the teaching, but simply because their families were poor and could not afford the sect's training and various new expenses.

According to Mo Hua’s understanding, the old headmaster will abdicate in a few months and will no longer be involved in the specific affairs of the sect. Therefore, Elder Qian now has the final say in the sect. In other words, the Qian family has the final say.

The Qian family plans to reform the sect. There are various methods of reform, but the core point is to collect more spiritual stones.

Whether it’s alchemy, weapon refining or talisman training, I used to only teach the most basic ones, but now I also teach advanced things, but they all require additional spiritual stones.

 Including the inheritance fee of the previous exercises, which was additionally increased by Elder Qian's rhetoric that "the sect's inheritance is hard-earned, and it is paid for passing it on."

 After the reform of the Qian family, some family members, or disciples from wealthy families, can learn better inheritance by spending more spirit stones.

However, the lower-level monks among the outer disciples, especially some casual cultivators, basically cannot learn anything, and they have to pay more spiritual stones than before to become sect disciples.

 Such casual cultivating disciples have no other choice but to drop out of school.

In this way, through reforms, the Tongxian Sect gradually eliminated the poor disciples at the bottom based on the monks' family background. These low-level casual cultivating disciples can no longer practice in the sect. They can only seek blessings for themselves in the future.

Mo Hua told his parents about his plan to drop out of school. Mo Shan didn't agree, but he knew there was nothing he could do. This was not a matter for Mo Hua alone, but for the entire low-level casual cultivators in Tongxian City.

Liu Ruhua didn't care. She knew that Mo Hua practiced hard and had an idea in mind. Since he decided to drop out, it must be because he couldn't learn anything in the sect, so he didn't say anything.

 The restaurant business is good now, and she can fully afford to support her son even if he does nothing at home.

Just like that, the ink painting at the third level of Qi Refining dropped out of Tongxian Sect.

Mo Hua went to the sect to simply go through the formalities of dropping out of school, and also received the half-year training fee returned by the sect, which was about fifty or sixty spiritual stones.

 After dropping out of school, the biggest problem is the exercises.

Mo Shan agreed to take the path of a demon hunter and asked if there were any techniques suitable for Mo Hua to practice, but it would take a while.

 Another issue is the formation.

Without the teachings of the sect, you can only learn ink painting on your own, or you can find a formation master to learn from. But Mo Hua also knows that it is difficult for casual cultivators to want to become disciples of formation masters. Not all formation masters are like Yan Jiaoxi, who are broad-minded and willing to teach and teach.

Mo Hua would like to take the time to visit Yan Jiaoxi and thank Yan Jiaoxi for his careful teaching during these days. But he didn't know where Yan Jiaoxi lived. Just when he wanted to ask Manager Mo about it, Yan Jiaoxi found him.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Yan Jiaoxi looked a little tired, as if he was running around about something.

Mo Hua respectfully saluted Yan Jiaoxi. Yan Jiaoxi nodded and asked, "Do you still want to learn the formation?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Yan Jiaoxi glanced at Mo Hua approvingly, and then said: "You come with me."

Mo Hua followed Yan Jiaoxi to a mountain peak in the southeast outside Tongxian City.

Mo Hua remembered that Dahu and the others had said that the mountain peak here seemed to have been bought by someone to practice in seclusion and prevent monks from coming and going.

There are no monsters in this mountain, and there are no precious spiritual herbs, let alone spiritual mines. The only advantage is that the scenery is beautiful and the environment is quiet.

There are many casual cultivators in Tongxian City. They are tired of traveling and do not miss the mountain scenery, so ordinary monks rarely come here.

Yan Jiaoxi brought the ink painting to the foot of the mountain and said: "There is a reclusive gentleman living on this mountain. I met him by chance. Normally I would not disturb him, but I will be leaving in a few days, so I brought you here." Look at him."

 “Does this gentleman know how to form?”

Yan Jiaoxi nodded, "Yes, this gentleman is extremely accomplished in formations."

“Is it a first-grade formation master?” Mo Hua asked curiously.

“I don’t know the specific grade, but it’s at least the first grade.”

 The ink painting is awe-inspiring.

A formation master of the first rank is already incredible. If he is above the first rank, Mo Hua would not even dare to think about it.

 But Mo Hua was also curious, wondering what the formations above the first level looked like...

Is it true that it has the power to steal creation and change the world as rumored?

“Why does this gentleman live in such a remote place? Is it because he doesn’t like noise?” Mo Hua asked again.

“Mr. is of a weak nature and doesn’t like worldly things, so he doesn’t want to be disturbed by others. Few people come to this mountain peak.”

Yan Jiaoxi looked at the ink painting and said, "You have already guessed why I brought you here."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Is it to ask this gentleman to accept me as his disciple?"

Yan Jiaoxi nodded, "You guessed it right. I don't have much to teach you, so I hope sir can give you some pointers."

"You have taught me a lot." Mo Hua said gratefully.

 “What I can teach you is far less than what this gentleman can teach you.”

"But…"

Yan Jiaoxi shook his head, "You are still young and don't quite understand. The more you see in the future, the more you will know that the formation is vast and profound, which is far beyond what mere Qi Refiners or even Foundation Establishment monks can understand. You have experienced it spiritually. You are a very intelligent and diligent person, and you are a good candidate for learning formations, so you must cherish this rare talent and never let your talents down."

"I brought you to visit today because I hope you can become a disciple of this gentleman. He has an indifferent temperament and is unwilling to accept disciples. It would be good for you to be a registered disciple. Even if you only learn a little bit, you can make him a disciple." You are further along the path of formation.”

Yan Jiaoxi pointed forward. In front of him was a mountain road that stretched to the mountainside. The mountainside was shrouded in clouds and mist. Sitting in the clouds and mist was a simple but mysterious courtyard door.

Yan Jiaoxi instructed: "You go up the mountain on your own, and your attitude needs to be respectful. If the teacher asks you anything, just answer it truthfully. If he accepts you as his disciple, it will be your blessing. If he doesn't, there is no need to be discouraged. It is just a blessing." It’s just that the fate has not yet arrived.”

Mo Hua nodded seriously, and then couldn't help but look at Yan Jiaoxi.

 “Teach…”

 “Go.” Yan Jiaoxi said nothing more and just waved his hand.

Mo Hua hesitated for a while, but finally walked up the mountain with small steps and a determined back.

 (End of this chapter)