MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 576 journey

Chapter 576 Itinerary

 A few days later, Mo Hua boarded Yundu.

This Yundu boat is smaller and simpler than the one Mo Hua saw before, and the young senior brother and young senior sister rode on it.

 But even so, it’s very impressive.

Yundu rides on the clouds and sets off layers of cloud wolves, which is a spectacular sight.

 About three months later, Yundu will enter Qianzhou.

Mo Hua will have to arrive at the Qian Dao Sect on the border of Qianxue State in the fifth rank of Qianzhou in more than five months, that is, before September, and find a way to worship the sect.

Yundu floats in the sky and flies among the clouds.

 Although it is said to be "flying", it does not actually count as "flying", at least it is different from the monk's flying.

There is a sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and there are cloud veins in the cloud sea, and there are air currents in the cloud veins. These air currents form strong winds, flowing from the clouds in Jiuzhou, and finally merge into Xunzhou.

Yundu uses the air currents in the cloud veins to sail between state boundaries.

 Ink painting is very novel at first, but after a few days, the novelty wears off and I feel bored.

Above Yundu, each monk has a guest room.

 The guest room is not large and is used for monks to practice and rest.

Mo Hua spent most of his time in his small guest room, practicing quietly and learning formations.

 He is alone and rarely goes out to avoid trouble.

 Only when I have something to eat, I go out for a walk.

Yundu has a large cabin where various things can be sold.

There are various kinds of meals, but they are relatively expensive. Although Mo Hua can afford them, he doesn't eat them often, only to satisfy his craving occasionally.

He is not short of spiritual stones, but he also knows that he should use them sparingly when he is away from home.

 When I arrived in Qianzhou, there were many places to display the spirit stones.

In the large cabin, monks can also rent stalls to sell specialties from various places, as well as some different spiritual weapons, elixirs, formations, etc.

Hand ink painting is an eye-opener once in a while.

 He saw various spiritual weapons for the first time.

 There are Zimu knives, spears, halberds, flying needles, pear blossom needles, red damask, iron locks, etc...

 The most expensive among them is the sword.

 The sword is the king of all weapons for cultivating Taoism.

 There are many skills, Taoist methods, and weapon refining involving swords. There are many disciplines and profound knowledge. Even monks who control swords are called "sword cultivators" separately in order to distinguish them from spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation.

 Among the monks, there are many who like to practice swordsmanship.

It’s just that sword cultivation emphasizes both martial arts and sword skills. The method of refining swords is also secretly taught, and it pays great attention to inheritance and heritage.

 Hence, there are almost no monks using swords in the Dahei Mountains.

 Most of the monks near Daheishan use swords.

Even those who use swords actually use the "sword" as a "knife".

 Slashing with a sword as an ordinary spiritual weapon does not count as true "sword cultivation".

 The only sword cultivator Mo Hua has ever seen is probably Zhang Lan.

His heavy ancient sword has a simple pine pattern and is difficult to hold even with ink paintings. It looks very precious at first sight.

 In addition, swordsmanship is said to be different.

 Physical practitioners use swords to attack at close range. The sword energy and strength are compatible, splitting mountains and seas.

There are also spiritual swords, which can be used to kill from a distance, and spiritual swords, which can kill enemies thousands of miles away...

However, I have never seen these ink paintings with my own eyes, so I don’t know whether they are genuine or not.

 “Sword repairer…”

Mo Hua had also thought about it before. With his spiritual consciousness so strong, if he could practice the "sword control technique" and follow his thoughts, he could control thousands of flying swords and condense them into sword rain, wouldn't he be handsome and powerful?

Until he saw the price of swords at Yundu's stall, he silently gave up the idea of ​​overestimating his capabilities.

 Spiritual swords are too expensive!

Just any spiritual sword costs seven or eight thousand spiritual stones.

 Slightly better ones cost tens of thousands.

This kind of sword is easy to wear and tear.

 If it breaks, you have to buy it again.

Unlike those from aristocratic families, the best spiritual swords are all inherited from ancestors. They are made of expensive materials, are durable, and have been practiced for many years. The sword and man are one, and the power is astonishing.

Mo Hua sighed.

 Forget it, let’s learn our own formation...

 It’s just swordsmanship, don’t learn it.

 I can’t afford to climb high...

 In Yundu's cabin, in addition to meals and spiritual weapons, there are also some elixirs and formations.

 As for elixirs, I won’t read the ink paintings.

Mr. Feng was afraid that something might go wrong in his ink painting, so he prepared a lot of first-grade and second-grade elixirs for him.

These second-grade elixirs were made by Mr. Feng, a senior second-grade alchemist, through his connections.

 It has the functions of restoring spirits, detoxifying, and avoiding miasma.

 What interests Mo Hua the most is the formation.

 But this also disappointed him.

 Most of the people who set up stalls are first-level formation masters, and there are very few second-level formation masters.

Even if there are occasional monks who sell second-grade formation diagrams, the price is extremely expensive, and it is not very rare, so it is not cost-effective.

Rather than spending spirit stones to buy these formation diagrams, why not try your luck yourself, visualize the flow diagram of the Five Elements Array, decipher the source patterns of the Five Elements, and randomly select the Five Elements formations...

In addition, Mo Hua also saw various monks.

Yundu passes through Lizhou, Kunzhou, Duizhou, Qianzhou, and finally reaches Kanzhou.

Monks from these several states will appear on Yundu, coming and going, bustling with each other, dressed in different styles, and having different skills and spiritual roots.

These monks who come and go have different customs, different looks, and different behavioral habits.

There are even some spiritual root attributes that Mo Hua has not yet seen.

Although Mo Hua was curious, he didn’t talk to anyone.

 He is afraid that bad people may have bad ideas against him.

People's hearts are separated from the belly. When they go out, he is a little monk, which is better to be cautious.

There were some monks along the way. They were young when they saw Mo Hua, so they talked to Mo Hua with a fake smile:

 “What a cute little brother…”

 “Little brother, are you alone?”

 After that, either say, "I have an opportunity..."

 Or just say, "Sister, I have something good to show you..."

 Mo Hua is not very old, but he has traveled a lot and can barely be considered an "old Jianghu". Why can't he tell that they have ulterior motives?

 In this case, Mo Hua pretended to turn a blind eye and ignored them at all.

Anyway, there are high monks in Yundu, and these people don't dare to act recklessly and cause trouble.

Generally Mo Hua ignores them, so they know it well and angrily stop disturbing Mo Hua.

Mo Hua just like this, locking himself in a small room, practicing every day, insisting on learning the formations, and at night on the Taoist monument, he will practice the second-level formations, and continue to strengthen the fourteen lines of spiritual awareness.

 When you have free time, study the Five Elements Formation Flow Diagram and decipher some Five Elements Formation methods.

Feeling bored, I walked outside the deck and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

 The life was stable and peaceful.

 After getting used to it, it may even be a bit boring.

In this way, Mo Hua was cautious and cautious. Three months passed slowly, and Yundu finally arrived in Qianzhou.

Yundu docked, Mo Hua packed up his things and got off the boat alone.

 It’s just that I feel a little nervous and uneasy in my heart.

As soon as he got off the cloud crossing, Mo Hua was suddenly startled. When he looked up, his eyes were shocked.

 There are nine states in the world, although there is only one sky.

 But the sky above the monks' heads is different in each state.

Most monks can't see this, but Mo Hua knows that there is a great formation of heaven in the sky, and he has seen it with his own eyes, so he can vaguely feel it...

 The great formation in the sky in Qianzhou is completely different from that in Lizhou.

 This means that this part of the Tiandao Formation has different formation patterns and patterns.

As for what the difference is, my level of ink painting is still low, so I can’t see it carefully.

Mo Hua raised his head again and glanced at the sky.

  Qianzhou.

 The one who does it is Heaven.

As heaven moves in good health, a gentleman will strive to constantly improve himself.

No matter where you go, the sky is above your head and the earth is under your feet. There is the eternal array of heaven in the sky, and there is the great earth's Tao Yun that contains great virtues.

 You should do the same for yourself, understand the formation, seek the way of heaven, and strive for self-improvement...

Mo Hua nodded.

The unfamiliarity, uneasiness and anxiety of being in a foreign land also receded slightly.

Hand holding the storage bag, he walked off the deck with his head held high, facing the vast sky, and stepped onto the land of Qianzhou.

 …

 Qianzhou is very large and has many state boundaries.

These state boundaries are either large or small, low-grade or high-grade. One of the most prestigious states is the Wupin Qianxue State Border where there are many sects and a prosperous academic style.

 The place where Yundu landed was in Cangdu City, located on the border of the third-level Cangdu state.

 Cangdu Prefecture boundary is still a long way from Qianxue Prefecture boundary.

Cangdu City is a fairy city that prospered and developed on the basis of Yundu. It has convenient transportation and frequent monks.

There are also many boys and girls in the city. They seem to be monks from various states who took the cloud ferry to Qianzhou to study.

 It's just that they are all escorted by family elders or elders.

Only ink painting, alone.

Mo Hua rested for one night in Cangdu City and set off the next day, leaving Cangdu City and heading to the border of Qianxue Prefecture alone.

 Other monks who are studying either ride horses, ride in chariots, or ride on cloud chariots.

In order to save the spiritual stone, Mo Hua had no choice but to walk.

 He planned a path for himself. This road starts from Cangdu City, travels through mountains and rivers, passes through two second-level state boundaries, and finally reaches the fifth-level Qianxue state boundary.

Although it is a long detour, it is safer because they are all on the second-level state border.

 It is better to be cautious when going out.

In the second-level state boundary, foundation building cultivation is restricted. Mo Hua's strength in the early stage of foundation building can be done like a fish in water with the help of formations and spells.

Even if you encounter someone you can't defeat, you can still run away with the help of stealth and water walking.

But if you go to the border of the third-level state, if you turn your back and encounter some Jindan monk with evil intentions who wants to take your life, you will really be doomed.

Golden elixir monks are not something that a mere monk in the early stage of foundation building can contend with.

Maybe a flying sword can kill him.

 So, if you should be cowardly, be a little more cowardly.

 As long as he can reach the border of Qianxue Prefecture within one and a half months and join the Qiandao Sect, it will be fine.

Mo Hua calculated the distance and distance, and the time should be more than enough.

And along the way, he can also practice the second-grade water-passing step.

When he was in Tongxian City, he only learned a rough outline, did not study it deeply, and had no chance to apply it.

This time on the road, he was able to use practice instead of learning to improve his proficiency in the second-grade passing water step.

This kind of life-saving body technique must be practiced more and more until you are extremely familiar with it.

 A slight slack may lead to loss of life in times of crisis.

After Mo Hua made his plans, he packed up his luggage and set foot on the road to Qianzhou Academy alone along the main road.

On this road, we slept in the open air.

 When there is no one around, the ink paintings rush on the road with passing water steps, walking like running water, with wind blowing under their feet.

 When you are tired, take a break.

 Occasionally encounter some convoys, with serious signs, the monk's aura and face are upright, and there is no malice in his mind, so Mo Hua will approach.

 Occasionally have a meal or go for a ride in the car.

 It’s time for me to take a break myself.

Most of these monks were very enthusiastic. They were a little surprised when they saw that Mo Hua was young and traveling alone. They would also offer some wine and meat to entertain Mo Hua.

 No reward for no merit.

Mo Hua just took a few glances, pointed out where there was a problem with the formation of the convoy, and helped fix it.

 These people were even more surprised.

 When we parted, they would often give Mo Hua some gifts. Although they were not expensive, they were still thoughtful and made Mo Hua very happy.

 Occasionally, you will encounter danger.

Like monsters in the mountains and forests, lone wanted monks, or groups of monks who can't be hidden from others, not from Mo Hua, and can be identified as evil cultivators at a glance.

Mo Hua has seen a lot of demonic cultivators.

When I followed my uncle along the way, I saw a lot of living demon cultivators, dead demon cultivators, or I met my uncle, and saw a lot of demon cultivators from birth to death.

 The aura of the demonic cultivator is not correct, and there is a fishy and filthy feeling in his consciousness.

 Ink painting has a keen sense of consciousness and can be easily distinguished.

 But there was nothing he could do except stay away.

He is a young monk who is not familiar with the place. This kind of dispute is not something he can get involved in.

 Low-key, quietly, a person goes to the border of Qianxue Prefecture, and joins the sect as soon as possible. Studying and practicing is the right thing.

On this road, we will occasionally pass by fairy cities or small towns.

Ink paintings usually stay temporarily, rest, ask for directions, and see if there are any dangers on the road ahead.

 Most of the monks in the fairy city are indifferent.

 On the contrary, there are some small towns with a simple and honest atmosphere, and the monks are enthusiastic and talkative.

“Go forward, climb over the top of the mountain, pass a small half slope, follow the mountain road, walk for several hundred miles, pass by several small fairy cities, and you will almost reach the border of Qianxue Prefecture..."

“There are monsters in the mountains, you are a little kid, so be careful...”

“If it’s too dark and the road is difficult to walk, just spend the night in that dilapidated temple in the mountains.”

“That ruined temple was once a mountain temple, dedicated to the mountain god. Later, the mountain **** became evil and was taken over by Qian Xuezhou. Several elders came and beheaded him..."

"The temple is now empty. The monks along the way will stay there if they delay their departure..."

 The person who said these words was a rickety old man.

The old man opened a noodle shop in a small town. Mo Hua was hungry, so he ordered a large bowl of noodles and chatted with the old man while eating.

 The ink painting politely thanked the old man.

The old man stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and suddenly asked curiously:

"This child is from out of town? Why is he alone?"

"I went out to practice..." Mo Hua said.

  The old man shook his head, "A little kid, what experience do you have?"

 “I am fifteen years old, not too young!”

The old man snorted, "You're only fifteen years old. Here, anyone under twenty is just a baby..."

Mo Hua asked in detail, and then he understood.

 Qianzhou is a large state with a pleasant climate and is generally much wealthier than Lizhou. Even the life of casual cultivators is better than that in Lizhou.

The monks in Qianzhou generally practice for a longer time.

 This is especially true for monks from certain families, or monks from some families or sects.

They don’t have to practice early to strengthen their bodies and make a living like ordinary casual cultivators. Instead, they can continue to practice until they are in their twenties.

 Keep warm and nourish your body, lay a solid foundation, and then break through and build the foundation.

 If it really doesn't work, then transfer it to the family business and slowly gain experience.

 So, before the age of twenty, you are still at an age where you can be carefree, practice peace of mind, and be enlightened in spiritual practice.

 Ink painting is a little helpless.

 He thought that he was already a young boy at the age of fifteen.

 As a result, in these big states, he is still only half a kid...

The old man looked at the ink painting and asked again: "Have you built the foundation?"

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

 The old man felt a little pity, "It's too hasty. If your spiritual power and your flesh and blood are not settled down, what foundation can you build?"

“Do you think that after building the foundation at the age of twenty, you will go to worship the sect?”

Mo Hua nodded.

The old man sighed: "It's not that simple. Your foundation is so weak. Even if you established it before you were twenty years old, no one will accept you..."

“What’s more, your spiritual roots don’t seem to be very good, either?”

Mo Hua didn’t hide anything and said truthfully:

 “Only middle and lower quality…”

The old man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "It's difficult..."

Mo Hua originally wanted to ask, "Isn't it okay even if there is an order to join the clan?" But after thinking about it, he still didn't ask.

 When you are away from home, don’t show off your “wealth”.

 There are many disciples studying near Qianzhou, so things like "entry orders" must be very precious and cannot be easily told to others, lest they be coveted.

Mo Hua asked again: "Do you know Qian Dao Sect?"

“Who knows about the Qian Dao Sect...” the old man said, startled, “You don’t want to join the Qian Dao Sect...”

Mo Hua nodded, "I'll try my luck."

The old man shook his head hurriedly, "That's even more impossible. Qian Dao Sect is one of the four major sects in the Qianxue state. It is the leading sect. It is at least the top three in all Qianxue states..."

“With your qualifications and Daoji, there is no way you can get started.”

"Are there no exceptions..." Mo Hua asked.

"Exceptions..." The old man was slightly startled, "I don't know about that old man, but what are the exceptions? Even if you are the illegitimate son of the head..."

The old man frowned and said, "It's probably quite difficult... you don't know how high the threshold of these sects is. They attach great importance to spiritual roots..."

Mo Hua also frowned.

 Taking so much importance to spiritual roots...

It seems that I still want to keep it simple when it comes to getting started.

I don’t know whether the Qiandao Sect recognizes this “order to enter the sect”...

If you don't admit it, I'm afraid you have to make plans early.

After Mo Hua finished eating the noodles, he chatted with the old man for a while, then paid the spirit stone and started walking towards the mountains in the distance.

The old man saw that the ink painting was small and walking alone on the road. He frowned and was still a little worried, so he warned:

“Little boy, be careful and try not to walk at night. If not, go to the mountain temple to stay.”

 “Thank you, grandpa, I understand!”

 “Also, be careful of some human traffickers…”

Mo Hua was startled, "Human trafficker?"

"Yes." The old man nodded and whispered: "This is Qianzhou. Although the sect is powerful, the Taoist government is strict, and the public security is good, but..."

"Some people can do anything as long as they are given spiritual stones..."

Mo Hua said: "Human traffickers...who are they selling?"

The old man pointed at the ink painting, "I mainly sell people like you..."

Mo Hua was slightly startled. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood.

 The first boundary of Qianzhou is a place for cultivating Taoism and studying.

 Among the various forces, many talented young monks will come here to study.

Then kidnapping monks who are studying and extorting huge amounts of spiritual stones from the families behind them is a dangerous but extremely profitable business.

Even, even without extortion.

These talented monks have the best spiritual roots and excellent qualifications, and they can be sold for a large amount of spiritual stones.

 “Abducting monks…”

Mo Hua nodded, "Okay, I remember it!"

The old man didn't know whether he really remembered the ink painting or if he pretended to remember it. He said nothing more and just looked at the ink painting worriedly.

Mo Hua waved goodbye to the old man, turned around, and walked briskly along the mountain road alone towards the mountains in the distance...

 (End of this chapter)