Chapter 112 Gift Giving

One hundred sets of iron armor formations, in just over a month and a half, Mo Hua actually finished them?

Elder Yu frowned and remained silent.

Seeing this, Yu Chengyi asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Elder Yu handed the storage bag to his son, "You count."

Yu Chengyi took it, scanned it with his spiritual sense, counted it once, counted it again, and couldn't help counting it again...

After a moment, he also opened his mouth wide, "This... is all finished?"

Elder Yu glared at him, "Can't count?"

Yu Chengyi smiled awkwardly, and couldn't help asking:

"This... was drawn by him alone?"

Elder Yu opened the rattan armor inside and compared it with the iron armor formation. Although some of the handwriting was a bit sloppy, the shape and spirit were integrated, and it was completed in one go. It was indeed from the hand of one person.

The father and son looked at each other and were speechless.

"This son of Mo Shan... couldn't he be a little monster..."

Yu Chengyi couldn't help muttering.

Elder Yu went up and slapped him, "What are you talking about?!"

Yu Chengyi covered his head and couldn't help muttering:

"I just said it casually."

Elder Yu looked at him with an unexpected expression.

Yu Chengyi thought for a moment, and then said: "Could it be that someone else helped him draw it?"

"Who helped him draw it?"

Elder Yu snorted coldly, "I am a foundation-building cultivator, and I ask for help everywhere, but no one helps me draw the formation."

When he talked about this, Elder Yu was a little angry. Of course, it's not that others don't help him draw it, but the price he gave was too low.

"If he really drew it himself, let alone other things, the loss of his spiritual consciousness is estimated to be not small. Mo Hua, this kid, is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he is not very old..."

"Yes." Elder Yu sighed, suddenly a little distressed, and ordered:

"Bring some nourishing pills and spiritual objects at home, I'll go to Mo Shan's house to take a look."

Yu Chengyi hesitated.

"If you have anything to say, come on!" Elder Yu scolded.

Yu Chengyi whispered, "There aren't many tonic pills at home..."

"Take as many as you can!"

"But..."

Elder Yu's face darkened.

Yu Chengyi didn't dare to say anything else, so he had to collect some pills, spiritual herbs, and ganoderma lucidum that could nourish spiritual power or blood, sealed them with parchment, put them in a storage bag, and handed them to Elder Yu.

Elder Yu took it, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly turned back and ordered, "You come with me."

Yu Chengyi asked in confusion, "What am I going to do?"

"If Mo Hua can really become a formation master in the future, it will be a blessing for us demon hunters. I'll take you to get familiar with him, so that we can talk to you if there's anything in the future."

Yu Chengyi was a demon hunter at the ninth level of Qi Refining after all, and he was still a little unhappy to see a child's face, but seeing his father's gloomy expression, he could only say "yes" obediently.

Elder Yu brought Yu Chengyi to the Mo family.

Mo Shan was surprised. He didn't expect that Elder Yu would come in person, and even Yu Chengyi came. He thought that something important had happened, and his expression became serious.

Elder Yu waved his hand, "Nothing, I'm here to see Mo Hua, you do your thing."

Mo Shan was surprised, but he thought it was about the formation, so he was relieved.

Mo Hua was also surprised when he saw Elder Yu.

He thought that Elder Yu was dissatisfied with his slow formation drawing, so he came to ask for punishment.

But it shouldn't be that bad. An elder in the foundation-building period wouldn't be so petty...

Mo Hua whispered, "Elder Yu, you're looking for me?"

Elder Yu didn't know how to start for a moment, coughed, and asked, "That formation will take a long time to draw..."

Mo Hua's heart tightened.

Elder Yu wouldn't really blame me for drawing slowly...

But it was indeed his fault. He was so focused on practicing his body skills that he forgot about this matter.

When he remembered it, a month had passed.

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed and could only say:

"Elder, I draw slowly, two or three a day, and I didn't finish until yesterday."

Elder Yu and Yu Chengyi looked at each other.

"He really drew it himself!"

A six-pattern iron armor array, he is a ten-year-old child, and he can draw two or three a day!

He didn't delay his practice and took time to draw!

The father and son were in a state of panic, but they tried not to show it on the surface.

"Not slow, not slow!" Elder Yu said hurriedly, "It's much faster than I thought."

He originally thought that it would be good if Mo Hua could finish one a day. If he could finish it for three months, even if it was less than a hundred, there would be eighty or ninety. The rest would be made up slowly later.

But now Mo Hua's speed of drawing arrays is much faster than he thought!

What a talent!

Elder Yu was overjoyed. He took out the storage bag and said softly, "I was afraid that you would get tired, so I brought you some nourishing pills and spiritual objects, as well as some spiritual meat. They are not expensive things, so you can keep them without worry..."

Yu Chengyi was stunned. When did his father ever speak to others in such a kind and gentle tone?

It was as if he was possessed by someone...

Yu Chengyi couldn't help but shudder.

"How can this be good..."

Mo Hua politely refused.

Elder Yu deliberately frowned, "I gave it to you, just take it!"

Mo Hua had no choice but to accept it. Elder Yu nodded, then pulled Yu Chengyi over and said:

"This is your Uncle Yu. If you encounter any trouble in the future, just find him. Don't be polite to him."

Yu Chengyi was looked at by Mo Hua's pair of black and watery eyes. He was at a loss for a moment, so he forced a smile and said:

"Yes, if you have any trouble in the future, just find your Uncle Yu. Don't be polite."

Yu Chengyi was looked at by Mo Hua, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to repeat what his father said.

Elder Yu was a little disappointed with his stupid son. He couldn't even speak a word!

Mo Hua said gratefully: "Thank you, Elder Yu! Thank you, Uncle Yu!"

Elder Yu nodded with satisfaction, and then patted Mo Hua's little shoulder.

"Practice well and learn the formation well, we won't bother you anymore."

After that, he took Yu Chengyi away.

At first, Mo Hua was a little nervous, thinking that Elder Yu disliked his slow formation drawing. Now that he saw that Elder Yu not only didn't care, but was very happy, he was relieved.

Mo Hua happily gave the gift sent by Elder Yu to his father Mo Shan.

"Dad, this is a gift from Elder Yu, you should keep it first."

Mo Shan nodded, took the storage bag, looked at it for a few times, and suddenly froze for a moment:

"Who gave it to you?"

"Elder Yu." Mo Hua didn't understand.

"Elder Yu?" Mo Shan frowned, "The Elder Yu who just came in?"

"Yes, there is only one Elder Yu in Tongxian City." Mo Hua said strangely.

Mo Shan was stunned. Elder Yu, who had a bad temper, a stern look, and was stingy, would give a gift? !

Or a gift to his son?

Mo Shan was shocked and speechless.

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