Asking about longevity

These wooden cows and stray horses are just simple puppets.

The structure is also very simple, and it can't do many movements. It can only move forward, backward and turn mechanically.

It's not even as complicated as the little tiger drawn in ink, but it's enough for transporting ore.

Because the structure is simple, only the most basic Spiritual Pivot Formation is needed.

There is no need to draw complex sequence patterns like the Corpse King, build hundreds or thousands of spiritual hub levels, and control them layer by layer.

Therefore, Master Yun, who is new to the Lingshu Formation, can also draw it.

But with the help of Master Yun, the progress will be much faster.

But after painting, it’s not that simple.

These spirit pivot formations and cow and horse puppets still need to be actually used and debugged.

Mo Hua took the time to go to the mine and try it out to see if these wooden cows and horses could be used normally.

Debugging is not difficult, but more tedious.

During the trial period, manpower is needed for mining and transporting the ore.

Debugging the formation, modifying the formation, and repairing these wooden cows and flowing horses also require the help of "people".

Mo Hua decided to use zombies instead.

Mo Hua also selected a group of zombies from the corpse mine and asked them to mine, then loaded them on the mine cart, and then pulled them out by wooden cows and flowing horses.

Among this batch of zombies, there is a small zombie.

He is not tall and has a pale face.

It was the little zombie in the Ten Thousand Corpses Array who was the first to have his sequence pattern changed by Mo Hua, and who secretly opened the door for Mo Hua every night.

Part of the corpse mine collapsed, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation was also destroyed.

When clearing the zombies and coffins in the array, Mo Hua discovered that the little zombie was still there.

Because it is too small, it is weak.

Lu Chengyun did not let him go out to fight with Tao soldiers.

Therefore, while the tide of corpses surged and the two sides fought fiercely, it stayed quietly in its coffin.

This little zombie is about ten years old. He should be older than Mo Hua, but he is probably from a poor family and his family is not well-off, so he is thin and small and does not look much older than Mo Hua.

I just don’t know how he died at such a young age, and how he fell into Lu Chengyun’s hands and was turned into a zombie.

Ten years old, this life has just begun.

If the family background is not good, they may not even enjoy much happiness.

Mo Hua felt some sympathy and some regret.

When debugging the wooden cow and the flowing horse, I deliberately brought it with me.

Other zombies, mining, mining, transporting ore.

It walked along with the ink paintings, moved things, swept the mine tunnels, and explored the mountain roads.

Or, when the wooden cow and the horse broke down, it would listen to Mo Hua and take apart the puppet for Mo Hua to check, or pass some pen and ink to Mo Hua to repair the formation...

These not-so-heavy physical tasks are all performed by little zombies.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also saw this little zombie, and they were both a little surprised.

Bai Zisheng is mainly angry:

"Lu Chengyun, that bastard, wouldn't even let go of such a young monk. I should have stabbed him a few more times!"

Bai Zixi looked at the little zombie and frowned.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Senior sister, is there something wrong?"

Bai Zixi thought for a moment and said slowly:

"This little zombie only has corpse energy and no blood energy in his body."

No blood?

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then he understood after thinking about it.

Only corpse energy and no blood energy means that it is just dead and has been transformed into a corpse, but it has not had time to eat people and suck blood.

But this is not a surprise.

This little zombie is a bit weak and shouldn't be able to kill anyone.

Even if you have the opportunity to eat meat and drink blood, you can't overtake other zombies.

You can only rely on the evil energy in the corpse coffin to warm and nourish the corpse's energy.

Bai Zisheng glanced at the ink painting and said doubtfully: "You don't want to keep it with you all the time..."

Mo Hua sighed, shook his head and said:

"Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust. Now that it has become a zombie, it has a destination."

Bai Zisheng curled his lips and muttered:

"You are so young and so old-fashioned."

Mo Hua snorted: "Tonight's beef is not yours!"

Bai Zisheng immediately surrendered and said:

"Junior brother, I was wrong. What you just said is right. It's very right and makes sense!"

Bai Zixi sighed slightly, looking at Bai Zisheng with a bit of disgust.

After a while, Bai Zisheng asked again:

"Then what are you going to do with this little zombie? Have you burned it? Daoting's corpse-burning array seems to be almost ready..."

The ink painting was a bit tangled, he thought for a moment and sighed:

"I drew formations on it, and it helped me, so it's fate. After the matter is over, let it rest in peace..."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also nodded.

…

More than ten days later, the wooden cow and flowing horse were debugged.

All the cow and horse puppets have also drawn the spiritual pivot formation.

As expected by Mo Hua, it consumes only a few spiritual stones, is simple to control, is made of durable wood, and is powerful enough to transport ores, which is more than enough.

The only problem is, once it breaks, no one will fix it.

To repair these puppets, you need to master the Spiritual Pivot Formation.

By the time he and Master Yun leave, no one in Nanyue City knows the Lingshu Formation, and naturally no one knows how to cultivate these wooden cows and flowing horses.

Therefore, you should pay attention to maintenance during daily use.

As long as they are used properly and wear out naturally, the lifespan of these cattle and horses is still very long.

Mo Hua told the new head of Nanyue City about this matter.

The Dao Tingsi of Nanyue City had their blood changed almost from top to bottom.

The new chief is a member of the Situ family. His surname is Situ and his given name is Shen. He seems to be brothers from the same clan as the previous elder Situ Jin.

Perhaps because of his family's entrustment, or perhaps because he learned many things about Nanyue City from Situ Fang's mouth, Situ Shen, who had established a foundation of cultivation, was very polite to Mo Hua, even polite with some respect.

His attitude was solemn.

Nanyue City is an opportunity for him and an opportunity for the Situ family.

The matter of the corpse mine is of great importance.

All forces are watching. If he doesn't do well, it will be the Situ family's face that will be lost.

Likewise, if he can properly deal with the aftermath, it will be a great achievement. In the future, he will have a good reputation among the clan, and he will be able to accumulate a lot of merit for his promotion to Daotingsi.

And Mo Hua is the formation master and the "master" of the Corpse King.

To deal with the corpse king and the corpse group, Mo Hua's approval is required.

Building new mines and improving the lives of monks in Nanyue City in the future will also rely on ink paintings.

Therefore, when it comes to ink paintings, he almost takes whatever he wants.

He always agreed to whatever Mo Hua said and spared no effort in doing so.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

It seems that the competition within the family is indeed fierce and the pressure is high.

If you eat from one pot without putting in any effort or thought, you probably won’t even be able to drink the soup.

…

The wooden ox, the flowing horse were built, and the mine was also built.

Then, work started.

Situ Shen organized the mine repairs and restarted the work.

The mine repairman was a little hesitant and a little worried.

They still have lingering fears about the zombie siege before.

Although the tide of zombies has receded now, there will inevitably be some leftovers, especially in the mines, which are deep and filthy, perfect for zombies to hide.

They don't dare to start work.

Not only are I afraid of poverty and hardship, but I am also afraid of encountering zombies and losing my life.

But they dare not not start work.

Because they are really poor. Without spiritual stones, they can't even eat.

Work has started. If there are zombies in the mine, at most one of them will die.

But if we don’t start working, the whole family will starve to death.

They were anxious and uneasy.

But it wasn't until they entered the mine that they realized that everything was different.

The mine has become bigger, more spacious, and brighter, and there is still wind, which is neither cold nor hot, but cool and refreshing.

No more gloomy feeling, no more depression.

The filthiness is no longer serious.

It's much more comfortable to stay inside.

It’s not as hard as before.

Moreover, there are formations everywhere, and there are even formations used to prevent monsters. It is very reassuring to see...

"Is this the mine in Nanyue City..."

These mine repairs are a bit unbelievable.

Afterwards, they gathered together and thanked the leader one after another.

Since Nanyue City was built, these mine builders, and their ancestors, have never entered such a safe mine.

In the mines, the formations that have been built for their mines over hundreds of thousands of years, even if they are all added up, are not as many as the formations in this mine now.

They are grateful.

The chief asked everyone to get up and said:

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank Mr. Xiao Mo. He calmed down the corpses and built this mine for everyone."

The mine repairmen thanked each other one after another:

"Thank you Mr. Mo!"

It's just that they don't know who this Mr. Mo is...

After that, Situ Shen made some more charters.

For example, when working in a mine to repair and drill down a mine, the time limit should not exceed four hours a day.

The daily salary must not be less than one spiritual stone.

No local family or force may deduct mined spiritual stones for any reason...

In addition, Jinhua Street was also banned.

All places for eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are closed.

The female nuns in the brothel are also good-natured.

Anyone who buys or sells monks by force, forces good girls into prostitution, or harms people's lives will all be punished severely.

Situ Shen and Mo Hua stood on the tower and watched Jinhua Street being demolished.

Some shopkeepers, gamblers, thugs, madams, and thugs who were supported by the Lu family and committed all kinds of evil were escorted to the Taoist prison by the Daotingsi. Along the way, they were scolded by everyone, and stones and rotten leaves were thrown at them.

Some people escape from the sea of ​​suffering and cry with their loved ones.

There are also people who are helpless and secretly sad.

Most people were filled with indignation and applauded.

Jinhua Street, which had been prosperous for decades and built by Lu Peipi, was full of splendor on the surface but contained blood and tears secretly. It was completely demolished in broad daylight.

Situ Shen sighed:

“Under the blue sky and the bright sun, there is nothing to hide from the filth and darkness.”

But Mo Hua heard the implication behind his words, "Is it still the same where the sun doesn't shine?"

Situ Shen was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Mo Hua's mind was so sharp.

His subtle thoughts were captured in the ink paintings.

Mo Hua had deep eyes and a clear mind, and he was kind to himself and even to the Situ family, so Situ Shen decided to be honest with him and say something from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Xiao Mo," Situ Shen sighed with a low voice:

"I have been working in the Daoting Division since I was thirty years old. I started as a small chief executive, then became the Dian Secretary and deputy chief. I also took turns as the chief of several small fairy cities..."

"Actually, we see a lot of this kind of thing..."

"In other words, looking at the entire cultivation world, this kind of thing happens all the time."

"This matter can be solved only because it is brought to the fore."

"Things that are put on the bright side are all upright and high-sounding. But if they are not put on the bright side, it is completely different."

"Say something heart-wrenching..."

Situ Shen looked at the ink painting and whispered:

"Today, as the head of Nanyue City, I can make decisions for these hard-working monks in an honest and upright manner, and wipe out these brothels and gambling houses with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance."

"But before that, I will be the head of Nanyue City..."

"It is very likely that he will do the same thing as the previous boss."

"We hang out in brothels together, gamble thousands of dollars, use the bodies of these poor women for entertainment, and indulge in this intoxication."

"Work with the Lu family to oppress, squeeze, and play with these monks..."

Situ Shen's eyes were dim and he said again:

"Of course, that's what I mean..."

"The Situ family has a family tradition. The best I can do is to protect myself wisely and not really join the others."

"But most people, even if they say they are righteous, when they really get to that position, they do the same things as Chief Qian..."

"Even if this matter hadn't become a big deal and some local Tao Ting si protected each other, most of the Lu family's affairs would have been ignored."

"In this world, light and darkness alternate, and people's hearts are complicated..."

"People who stand in the light often look bright and beautiful, but once they stand in the dark, they don't know what they look like..."

"There is not always light, and it is inevitable that you will sometimes walk in the dark..."

Situ Shen looked at the ink painting and said sincerely:

"Mr. Xiao Mo, you must be careful in the future."

Be careful of others as well as yourself...

Situ Shen could see these things clearly, but he could not solve them.

He didn't want the clear Taoist heart in the ink painting to be involved in the quagmire of the fickle human heart, and fall into the darkness of worldly desires, causing pain and confusion.

Mo Hua was thoughtful, then nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Chief Situ!"

Situ Shen can say these heartfelt words only for his own good.

Mo Hua still understood in his heart.

Situ Shen smiled and nodded.

He turned his head again and looked at the demolished Jinhua Street below, sighing slightly in his heart.

This bustling street, which is brightly lit at night and filled with gold and jade, reveals its original shape when the sun shines on it, revealing a filthy and unbearable mess.

In this world of cultivation, even in most places, there is still darkness and injustice.

But after all, there is a ray of light that shines here...

Jinhua Street was destroyed and many monks regained their freedom.

Qinglan came to express her gratitude to Mo Hua, and even brought the Baihua cake she made by herself.

There are no more relatives of hers in Nanyue City.

Qinglan is helpless. Although she can rely on her own efforts, it is still harder.

Situ Fang decided to take her with him. She could teach Qinglan how to practice, and Qinglan could also make meals for her and take care of her daily life.

As a Dian Si, Situ Fang was very busy on weekdays and had no time to take care of herself.

And Situ Fang has family support behind him.

If Qinglan follows her, she will feel more stable, and will not drift with the tide like a duckweed.

In Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were sitting in the yard, eating Baihua cake and chatting with Qinglan.

Bai Zixi gave her a skill.

It is not rare in the Bai family, but it is very precious to Qinglan.

Before leaving, Qinglan solemnly saluted and said gratefully:

"If there is any place where I can help the young master and Miss Bai in the future, Qinglan will definitely die without mercy!"

Mo Hua waved his hand, "Sister Qinglan is serious."

…

After sending Qinglan away, Elder Su also came to visit the next day.

Elder Su brought some good tea for Mo Hua to taste.

The two of them were sitting in the courtyard drinking tea, the breeze was blowing, the water was dense, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Elder Su apologized:

"Little sir, I'm sorry. I didn't know that the head of the Lu family... Lu Chengyun is so ambitious and speaks so freely. This is why the little sir was plotted by him..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Mo Hua didn't care.

If Lu Chengyun didn't make up his mind, he wouldn't be able to learn the Lingshu Formation, eat the visualization diagrams, completely solve the corpse problem in Nanyue City, or help them rebuild the mines.

The casual cultivators in Nanyue City are also very hard.

Mo Hua was also a casual cultivator, and he still remembered his mother's words.

If you encounter casual cultivators who are having difficulties in life, please help within the scope of your ability.

Elder Su sighed: "Young gentleman, you are really broad-minded..."

Although Elder Su had always been a bit stiff in flattering him, Mo Hua was still quite happy to hear it.

Mo Hua had a smile on his face, but he said modestly:

"Where there."

Seeing that Mo Hua didn't blame him, Elder Su felt relieved.

The atmosphere became much more harmonious.

The two of them were chatting about formations and trivial matters as usual.

As we talked, we talked about Jinhua Street and Baihua Building...

Elder Su said gratefully:

"For the Jinhua Street matter, I have to thank Mr. Xiao."

Mo Hua nodded, suddenly confused, "Jinhua Street has been demolished. Elder, you can't go to Baihua Building to listen to music. Do you have to thank me for this?"

Elder Su blushed, "No, I'm really unfamiliar..."

Mo Hua clearly didn't believe it.

Seeing Mo Hua's transparent eyes, Elder Su knew that he knew everything, and no longer concealed it, but looked sad:

“Silk and bamboo are pleasing to the ear, and beautiful women are pleasing to the eye.”

"It's a pity that I can't hear or see."

"But these are just small selfish desires and nothing."

"What I hope even more is that no one will live in the world anymore, and there will no longer be a miserable girl like Narcissus..."

Mo Hua was startled, then picked up the tea cup and said crisply:

"I'll drink tea instead of wine and give you a toast."

Elder Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still raised his glass and drank a cup of tea with Mo Hua...

…

The matter in Nanyue City is almost settled.

The mine is built and the formation is complete.

Mining repairmen in Nanyue City can also rely on their own efforts to earn spiritual stones, make a living, and live in a down-to-earth and stable manner.

In addition, thousands of zombies will also be burned.

Daoting's corpse-burning array has been built.

The Corpse Burning Array is a complex formation built on top of the tomb. It consists of individual fire element formations. It occupies a huge area. When it is in operation, the fire rises. The entire tomb becomes red, as if it has turned into a mountain of flames.

All the zombies in Nanyue City are queuing up for cremation.

The ink painting controls the walking corpses, and they walk into the corpse-burning array one by one, burning the bodies, dissolving the corpse energy, and eliminating the corpse poison.

All zombies must be incinerated.

This process is relatively lengthy.

The only thing that was not cremated was the little zombie.

It was not stained with blood, had no negative consequences, and even helped with ink painting.

Mo Hua also felt sympathy, so he set up a formation to vent its corpse energy, and buried it on a remote but quiet hill in the cemetery.

The hills are deserted, but quiet and undisturbed.

Every evening, when the sun sets in the west, the sunset will shine on the hills and the small tomb erected for it in the ink painting...