Asking about longevity

The little cat demon practiced agility with Mo Hua, and Mo Hua saved its life, so the two owe nothing to each other.

Mo Hua has now mastered his body skills, and was preparing to have some more practice with Bai Zisheng when he had time. He accidentally saw a few demon hunters wearing rattan armor on the street, and his heart skipped a beat.

Tengjia?

Mo Hua's heart dropped.

It’s over, forget it!

The armored formation I promised to draw for Elder Yu has not been finished yet...

He used to take time off every day to draw a few paintings, and he expected to finish them within a month. But since Zhang Lan gave him the Water Step, all his thoughts were focused on this movement technique.

First, he avoided the wild fruits falling from the trees, and then he sparred with Bai Zisheng and found a little demon to feed him.

It has been more than a month now, and he is quite proficient in the Water Step, but he has only painted more than thirty sets of armored formations...

Mo Hua hurriedly ran home, took out the rattan armor, researched the spiritual ink, and started painting in a hurry.

In the next few days, Mo Hua locked himself in the room and concentrated on painting the iron armor formation.

The sun shines into the house through the window, and Mo Hua lies on the small desk, drawing the iron armor formation on the vine armor one stroke at a time.

The ink painting was done carefully, but the brushstrokes were still very fast. With a flick of the wrist, formation lines appeared on the vine armor, and they responded to each other and combined to form a mysterious formation.

When his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, Mo Hua used meditation to restore his spiritual consciousness.

After your spiritual consciousness is full, continue painting.

Five days later, all one hundred armor formations were finally completed.

Mo Hua handed all the vine armor that had been drawn into the iron armor formation to his father, Mo Shan, and asked him to hand it over to Elder Yu on his behalf.

Mo Hua has no personal relationship with Elder Yu, and he doesn't know how to find him. Moreover, Elder Yu, as the only foundation-building monk in the Demon Hunting Company, is always busy with work, so it is not easy to see him.

The formation that was originally expected to be completed in one month has now taken more than half a month. I hope Elder Yu will not take offense...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Mo Shan went to visit Elder Yu and found that Elder Yu was discussing matters with others in the study. He did not want to disturb him, so he gave the storage bag to Elder Yu's eldest son and asked him to hand it over on his behalf.

Elder Yu's eldest son, named Yu Chengyi, is at the ninth level of Qi refining. He is a leader among the demon hunters in Tongxian City. His cultivation level is second only to his father who is in the foundation-building stage. He is also very talkative and has great prestige among the demon hunters.

But the only person Yu Chengyi fears is his father.

Yu Chengyi put away the storage bag and went to find Elder Yu. Elder Yu was still discussing with several elderly demon hunters, and he seemed to be in a bad mood:

"How come that old immortal from the Qian family wasn't struck to death by lightning? He's so gloomy all day long, thinking of ways to plot against me. If I'm going to die one day, I have to die with him. Even if I die, I still want him to give it to me. be made a scapegoat!"

"Qian Hong, the head of the family, is just a coward. He doesn't do good things and is full of bad ideas, just like his father, the old immortal..."

"The beasts that eat people without spitting out their bones are thinking of ways to suppress us every day. Here are a few spiritual stones, and there are a few missing spiritual weapons. Damn it, grandma..."

"If this continues, life will be difficult for everyone. I wonder how the Qian family will fare better..."

…

Elder Yu scolded the Qian family.

Monster hunters make a living by hunting monsters, and the materials obtained from hunting monsters are sold to the Qian family. The Qian family makes a living from this, but instead squeezes the monster hunters and grabs more profits from spiritual stones.

Elder Yu supports the demon hunting business, which naturally conflicts with the Qian family.

Elder Yu has a bad temper. He has gone through many ups and downs over the years, and he is determined and even stubborn. He is often targeted by the Qian family openly and covertly, and some of his methods are very mean. Elder Yu can't get angry, so he often yells at the Qian family. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

This study is said to be used for discussing business, but more than 360 days a year, more than half of it is used to scold the Qian family.

Yu Chengyi is no longer surprised.

But the Qian family is indeed not a thing.

He doesn't have his father's cultivation nor his father's toughness, otherwise he would just join in the scolding.

Elder Yu cursed for a long time before he stopped and chatted with a few old demon hunters, and then everyone dispersed.

After the meeting ended, Elder Yu poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly while his remaining energy was still lingering.

Yu Chengyi walked in quietly, "Dad."

Elder Yu raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Mo Shan came here just now, and he asked me to give you this storage bag."

Yu Chengyi said, handing over the storage bag.

"Mo Shan?"

Elder Yu frowned and thought for a moment, then relaxed his brows and said, "Let me take a look."

Elder Yu opened the storage bag with a slightly expectant expression, and found that it was indeed a set of rattan armor, and there were formations painted on the rattan armor.

Elder Yu couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Yu Chengyi looked surprised. Although his father had a lot of emotions on his face, he was mostly angry, or he had a straight face and a serious expression. It was rare to see him look so happy like this now.

"Dad, what's in this storage bag?"

Yu Chengyi couldn't help but ask.

"Teng Jia." Elder Yu said casually.

"Tengjia?"

"Yeah, I drew the vine armor with the iron armor formation."

"Is it for Ah Da and Ah Er?" Yu Chengyi asked.

Ah Da and Ah Er are both his sons. As the saying goes, they are relatives separated by generations. Elder Yu has strict control over him, but he loves his two grandchildren very much.

"Yes, but it's not just that." Elder Yu sighed and said, "You monster hunters are all experienced and thick-skinned. You will be fine if you are bitten by monsters a few times..."

Even if you are bitten by a monster a few times, it will be fine...

Yu Chengyi said silently in his heart that as long as he is a monk, he can't help the beasts biting him, but he did not dare to refute and could only listen silently.

"...But those newly promoted demon hunters are different. Although they have learned Taoism, they are still children after all. If there are any shortcomings, I will feel sorry for them. The future of the demon hunting industry still depends on them..." Elder Yu said.

Yu Chengyi nodded and couldn't help but ask: "Dad, which formation master did you ask to draw these formations?"

"I'm still young, so I don't know if I can be considered a formation master."

Elder Yu thought of Mo Hua's cute and cute appearance, and felt a little happier, "That's Mo Shan's son, his name is Mo Hua."

"Mo Hua..." Yu Chengyi nodded. He also learned from a familiar demon hunter that Mo Shan had a son who was quite talented in formations.

However, he still has a question:

"How many spiritual stones did you give him?"

Elder Yu, who has gone through many vicissitudes of life, could not help but blush at this moment, "Ahem...just three..."

Yu Chengyi said weakly: "Dad, isn't it inappropriate for you to be like this..."

Elder Yu immediately turned down his face and said, "Why is it inappropriate? The lower-level cultivators should help each other. I think Mo Hua is a good kid. His consciousness is higher than yours."

Yu Chengyi remained silent.

Elder Yu thought for a moment and sighed, "You are right. In any case, I did take advantage. If anything happens to his family in the future, I will just help him."

Yu Chengyi was secretly surprised that his father could be so shameless as to show his gratitude. He had never seen many people since he was a child.

"The Iron Armor Formation isn't that simple, is it? Can Mo Hua, the kid, draw it..." Yu Chengyi changed his mind and asked again.

"Why can't I draw it? Isn't that why?"

Elder Yu patted the vine armor in his hand. The pale golden formations on the vine armor were written in rigorous and elegant ways. The formation patterns were complex and elegant, with a faint mysterious aura flowing through them.

Yu Chengyi couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "Dad, don't tell me, this formation is really good!"

"That's natural! I went to find it myself!" Elder Yu said to Yourong Yan.

"How many paintings did you ask him to draw?"

"One hundred pairs."

"One hundred pieces?" Yu Chengyi was surprised, "So many! Are they all finished?"

"How is it possible? How can he, a child, draw so fast?"

Elder Yu didn't want to let Mo Hua finish the painting in one go. If he could draw seven or eight, that would be enough. After all, Mo Hua was still young and his cultivation level was low, so his spiritual consciousness was probably not enough to draw so many formations.

Having seventy or eighty pairs is enough for the time being.

"That's what's going on here..."

Elder Yu looked leisurely, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he roughly counted: "Thirty...fifty...eighty..."

besides?

Elder Yu's expression froze, and he couldn't help but count again, "Forty...seventy...ninety...one hundred!"

one hundred? !

Elder Yu took a breath silently and said in disbelief: "Is the painting finished?!"