Chapter 317 Clues

Since he could eat and drink for free, Mo Hua naturally accepted all the guests.

The next day at noon, Mo Hua went to the banquet.

Commander Yang seemed to have invited many people, including those from the Dao Ting Division, the Dao Bing Division, and many demon hunters.

Mo Hua's father Mo Shan also went, but he went early and went with Elder Yu. It was estimated that he had some things to discuss.

Mo Hua practiced the formation several times and calculated the formation for a while before leaving, so he went a little late, but he should be in time for the banquet.

Mo Hua was walking on the road, and who knew he would meet Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan was wandering reluctantly, and it seemed that he was going in the same direction as himself.

Mo Hua greeted him, and Zhang Lan heard someone calling him. When he saw that it was Mo Hua, he became interested and walked with Mo Hua.

Mo Hua asked, "Uncle Zhang, are you also going there to get a free meal?"

Zhang Lan corrected, "It's a courtesy to attend the banquet, not to get a free meal!"

"You can say that."

Zhang Lan obviously disagreed, but then thought that attending a banquet and getting a free meal seemed to be similar.

At noon, the streets were still quite lively.

The two of them walked while strolling.

Mo Hua suddenly remembered something and quietly asked, "Is there any new news about the Black Mountain Village?"

Zhang Lan was a little surprised and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Didn't the second in command be arrested? Did he say anything?"

Zhang Lan saw that there was a lot of noise around them and no one was listening to them, so he lowered his voice and said to Mo Hua, "The second in command is bloodthirsty and has long lost his mind. He only reacts to a few names and knows nothing else. I have been asking for more than ten days, but I haven't found out anything."

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

Zhang Lan raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "Are you still suspicious of something?"

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense, confirmed that it was safe, and whispered:

"I suspect there is someone behind the Black Mountain Village..."

Zhang Lan's eyes were slightly fixed, but his expression was not surprised.

Mo Hua was stunned: "Uncle Zhang, do you think so too?"

Zhang Lan nodded, "The Black Mountain Village is too powerful, and it has been entrenched for so long. It is almost impossible without the support of local forces."

Mo Hua said directly: "Could it be the Qian family?"

Zhang Lan asked: "Then do you know what the Qian family did?"

Mo Hua thought hard for a while and shook his head.

He would think about it when he had time these days, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't find any relationship between the Qian family and the Black Mountain Village.

The Qian family had no spiritual stone exchanges with the Black Mountain Village, did not hire the evil cultivators of the Black Mountain Village to kill people, and there were no cultivators from the Qian family hiding in the Black Mountain Village.

Zhang Lan said: "When encountering such a thing, anyone can doubt, even Dao Tingsi, Elder Yu, or even me, Zhang Lan, you have to try to guess..."

"But when you make a conclusion, you must be cautious and have a basis, otherwise it is easy to make a wrong judgment."

Mo Hua knew that Zhang Lan was instructing him, so he nodded seriously, "Uncle Zhang, I remember."

This child really understands it at a glance...

Zhang Lan nodded slightly, feeling relieved and a little uncomfortable.

If this goes on, he will have nothing to teach Mo Hua, and naturally nothing to show off in front of Mo Hua.

It seems that he has to build a foundation quickly, otherwise, let alone in front of Mo Hua, even in front of Yang Jiyong, he can hardly raise his head...

Zhang Lan sighed in his heart.

Mo Hua didn't know what Zhang Lan was thinking, and was still entangled in the matter of Black Mountain Village:

"If it's not the Qian family, who else could it be? What collusion is there with Black Mountain Village? What did they do to help Black Mountain Village?"

Mo Hua walked and pondered.

As they walked, they came to the Lingshan Building.

Mo Hua temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart and went upstairs with Zhang Lan.

The farewell banquet was very sumptuous, and there were many people, most of whom were Mo Hua's acquaintances.

Mo Hua was no longer restrained. After sitting down and waiting for everyone to pick up their chopsticks, he also started to eat happily.

Commander Yang deliberately sat next to Mo Hua and asked quietly during the meal:

"Mo Hua, what do you think? Do you want to join the Daobing Division?"

Mo Hua glanced at his father Mo Shan.

Commander Yang said again: "I asked Brother Moshan, he said it's up to you, he won't interfere."

Zhang Lan muttered on the side: "You're still a thief, how shameless!"

Commander Yang said: "This is a great future..."

"What kind of a good future is Daobingsi?"

"It's better than your Daotingsi..."

The old chief of Daotingsi pretended not to hear anything, but couldn't help coughing.

Commander Yang realized that he had made some mistakes, so he apologized to the old chief:

"I'm saying that Zhang Lan is not good, it has nothing to do with Daotingsi, the chief doesn't need to mind."

The old chief didn't say anything, Zhang Lan retorted:

"Mr. Yang, in front of the chief, I'll give you some face, don't force me to reveal your embarrassing things..."

"Do you think you have no embarrassing moments? Who is afraid of whom?"

The two quarreled again.

Fortunately, there were many guests at the banquet, and everyone was toasting each other, so the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.

Mo Hua listened to what they were quarreling about at first, but later found that they were all trivial matters, and he was hungry, so he ate by himself and ignored them.

Commander Yang quarreled with Zhang Lan for a while, and then he remembered that he was so busy bickering with Zhang Lan that he almost forgot the business.

He looked at Mo Hua again with a sharp gaze.

Mo Hua was enjoying his meal, and seeing Commander Yang's look, he felt that it was difficult to refuse directly, so he said tactfully:

"Uncle Yang, I still need to learn the formation. When I have mastered the formation, I will consider whether to join the Dao Ting Army."

Mo Hua thought Commander Yang would be unhappy, but he didn't expect his eyes to light up and he praised:

"It should be so! The formation master is devoted to the Tao and studies the formation. This is the right way. There is no rush to join the Dao Bing Division. Even if you have mastered the formation in the future and don't want to join the Dao Bing Division, there is no need to worry. What's the big deal..."

Commander Yang smiled kindly, and then revealed his true intentions:

"You can just join my Yang family..."

Zhang Lan sneered, and said, "Are you drunk like this after a few glasses of wine? What are you daydreaming about? If you want to join, you should join the Zhang family, not you?"

"My Yang family is a big family..."

"My Zhang family is not?"

"I won't argue with you."

"Does it sound like I am willing to argue with you?"

...

The two started arguing again.

Mo Hua was helpless, sighed, and began to concentrate on eating his meal again.

When the wine was over, Mo Hua was full.

Everyone came downstairs, exchanged a few words, and then parted.

A few days later, Commander Yang would lead his troops away. The road of cultivation is long, and it is unknown when they will meet again.

With the departure imminent, Zhang Lan did not argue with Commander Yang.

Elder Yu, on behalf of the scattered cultivators of Tongxian City, presented some gifts to Commander Yang and thanked him:

"This time, it was all thanks to Commander Yang's good command and the bravery of the Taoist soldiers that we were able to successfully wipe out the Black Mountain Village and keep Tongxian City peaceful."

"It's just a small favor, Elder Yu, you're too polite."

Commander Yang returned the greeting with a big hand, and then said, "And this time, it's really thanks to Mo Hua..."

Zhang Lan couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, "You're almost there..."

Aren't you just trying to trick Mo Hua into joining the Taoist Soldier Division? You're praising him endlessly?

"I'm not being long-winded..." Commander Yang said solemnly:

"The battle formation is crucial for the Taoist soldiers. Without Mo Hua, the formation master, it would really take a lot of effort to wipe out the Black Mountain Village this time."

Zhou Zhangsi thought for a while, sighed, and nodded:

"What Commander Yang said is right. Fortunately, Mo Hua is a formation master. Otherwise, we can't find the mountain road between the cliffs, see through the mist forest, and find the hidden mountain gate of the Black Mountain Village, let alone break through the Black Mountain Village with layers of formations..."

Zhou Zhangsi also praised.

Elder Yu nodded with pride.

Mo Hua is the child of a demon hunter, so he was embarrassed to praise him, so he could only nod reservedly to show his agreement.

Mo Shan was a little embarrassed, "You two are too kind."

But Mo Hua is his son, and he is very proud to be praised by two foundation-building cultivators.

After everyone said goodbye for a while, Mo Hua followed Mo Shan back home.

The surrounding streets were prosperous and noisy, with many markets lined up.

Mo Hua walked on the street, thinking of the compliments given by Commander Yang and Chief Zhou, and felt happy and smiling.

Just laughing, Mo Hua suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.

He found something wrong.

He felt that he seemed to have thought of something, but for a moment, he couldn't sort out his thoughts.

Mo Hua thought about what Commander Yang and Chief Zhou said again.

"...Without Mo Hua, the formation master, it would really take a lot of effort to wipe out the Black Mountain Stronghold this time..."

Without a formation master...it would take a lot of effort to wipe out the Black Mountain Stronghold.

Without a formation master...you can't find the mountain road, you can't see through the fog forest, you can't find the gate of the Black Mountain Stronghold...

Without a formation master...

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and suddenly thought of a sentence:

There are no formation masters for casual cultivators.

Among casual cultivators, there are very few who learn formations, and it is even more impossible to be promoted to the first rank.

Mo Hua himself was an exception. He had a Dao stele, was born with extraordinary spiritual awareness, met a strict teacher, and was lucky enough to become Mr. Zhuang's registered disciple. He drew arrays day and night, and only then did he become a first-class array master.

Normally, casual cultivators cannot become array masters.

"What if there is no array master?"

Mo Hua frowned, pondered it carefully, and gradually felt cold in his heart.

If there is no array master among casual cultivators, then no one can see through the hidden array and discover that there is a mountain road leading to the deep mountains above the abyss;

No one can walk into the fog forest, see through the fog array, and discover the truth hidden by the fog in the deep mountains;

No one can find the invisible gate of Black Mountain Village, and it is even more impossible for anyone to know that there is a terrible evil village in the deep mountains!

Black Mountain Village can exist quietly in the Great Black Mountain because of the formation!

As long as no one among the casual cultivators knows the formation, they can't see through the hidden formation and fog formation.

They can stay here, kill people, practice evil skills, and refine human pills... and no one will ever know!

Mo Hua took a breath of cold air!

He forced himself to calm down and think hard.

Don't want casual cultivators to learn formations...

Mo Hua remembered that at first, Tongxianmen could teach formations.

But later, Master Yan left, and no one taught formation patterns, so Tongxianmen no longer offered formation courses. At the same time, Mo Hua also dropped out of Tongxianmen because he couldn't learn formations...

From then on, casual cultivators could hardly learn formations, and the path of formations was completely cut off.

If there was no Mo Hua, there would be no formation masters among casual cultivators.

"Master Yan left, and the independent cultivators can't learn the formation..."

Why did Master Yan leave?

Mo Hua frowned and thought, and then a cold light gradually gathered in his eyes.

It's the Qian family!