“Is this… a spell?” A weapon refiner apprentice stammered and asked
Dazhu shook his head, he didn’t know what happened.
He only saw Mo Hua splashing spiritual ink on Qian Xing. Qian Xing felt the pain and went to grab Mo Hua. Mo Hua kicked Qian Xing instead, and he was knocked away. After that, Qian Xing exploded…
“By the way, Mo Hua!”
There was such a loud explosion just now, and I don’t know if Mo Hua was injured. Ink painting is not a physical practice, and it would be dangerous if it gets blown up.
Dazhu and the others hurriedly ran towards Mo Hua. Halfway there, they found that Mo Hua had stood up on his own and patted his butt. When they saw Dazhu and the others, they looked worried and asked:
“Brother Dazhu, are you okay…”
Everyone: “…”
“Mo Hua, are you okay?” Dazhu asked.
“Well, it’s okay. I just scratched my skin a little and my neck hurts a little.” Mo Hua touched his neck. There were still some bruises where Qian Xing pinched him just now.
Where is Qian Xing? Mo Hua searched for a long time before he found Qian Xing, whose body was charred and covered in blood. He didn’t know whether he was alive or dead.
The power of the ground fire array was stronger than Mo Hua imagined. He didn’t notice it when he blew up the tree, but the effect of blowing up people was obvious.
“Mo Hua, what on earth is going on…” Dazhu asked in a low voice.
Before Mo Hua could answer, a middle-aged monk arrived. He was beside Qian Xing in the blink of an eye. His brows were furrowed. After testing Qian Xing’s breath, he relaxed slightly.
The middle-aged monk took out a few pills and stuffed them into Qian Xing’s mouth. Then he looked around like an eagle and said in a cold voice: “Who did it?”
The sound was filled with spiritual energy, which made Mo Hua’s ears buzz.
A monk at the ninth level of Qi refining! Mo Hua’s scalp was numb. Just when he was about to stand up, he was pulled back by Dazhu. Dazhu whispered: “We don’t need to come forward to deal with the ninth level of Qi Refining.”
Sure enough, a big man with a wolf skin wrapped around his waist walked out of the crowd and said loudly: “Children are having fun, Qian Zhongli, why are you joining in the fun at such an old age?”
The middle-aged monk known as Qian Zhongli sneered: “Is this how your children play?”
The big man laughed loudly, “If he can do this, I’ll let him do whatever he wants!”
Qian Zhongli said: “Don’t fool me here. Hand him over, I have an explanation, otherwise you won’t get any good results.”
The big man stopped laughing and immediately turned down his face: “Qian Zhongli, you bastard, did I give you face? I’m being polite to you to give you face. Don’t be shameless!”
“I say it again, hand over the person! Don’t think that I dare not take action!”
Qian Zhongli said while holding back his anger.
“I’ll say it again, get out of here if I tell you to. So what if you do it? Will I be afraid?”
The big man was not polite either.
Qian Zhongli said this, but he was really afraid of the big man and did not dare to take action easily. He just threatened: “The elders of the Qian family will be here later. Don’t make the matter bigger. It will be difficult for everyone to deal with.” ”
“What’s going on? Because your Qian family is so powerful, are you bullying us casual cultivators?” The big man looked helpless.
“You have to do this?”
“Today you can arrest people here, and tomorrow you can sit on our heads and shit on us. Don’t you know what kind of virtue your young master from the Qian family has? I can ignore him when he bullies people, but he bullies people. If you do it, you deserve it, and you can’t even think of interfering!”
“The Qian family has foundation-building monks…”
“What’s wrong? Are you the only one in the Qian family who has a Foundation Establishment cultivator? What’s wrong with the Foundation Establishment stage? Are you bullying the juniors in the Qi Refining stage for fun? Are you so old that you have to cultivate to the point of a dog?” the big man cursed. “Do you have to tell me about the ridiculous things that made your Qian family get rich in the first place?”
Qian Zhongli knew that he couldn’t speak to him. If he continued to speak, he didn’t know what other unpleasant things the big man would say, so he said:
“Okay, I can give up the person first, but you tell me first, what is going on here? Who used what method to hurt the third young master?”
“Isn’t this clear?” The big man chuckled and said, “You little bastard wanted to use magic to bully people, but as a result, you were not good at learning skills. The magic didn’t hit people, but you blew yourself up like this! All this! I don’t understand, your tricks are for nothing?”
The big man closed his eyes and talked nonsense, throwing the pot away, and Qian Zhongli vomited blood.
Where does Qian Xing know any magic? Even if he could, it was only in the middle stage of Qi refining, what kind of spell could cause such a big fuss?
“Then tell me, what’s going on? Among these people, can you find a monk who can use such a powerful spell?”
The big man pointed towards Mo Hua, “If you can find it, I’ll let you take it away without saying a word!”
Qian Zhongli was speechless.
Among this group of monks, the highest is the sixth level of Qi refining, and they do not have enough spiritual power to use this kind of magic. Although some of them have sufficient cultivation, it can be seen at a glance that they are physical cultivation. Physical training uses martial arts to attack, which is completely different from spiritual training.
Qian Zhongli glanced over and over with his spiritual consciousness, and even he began to doubt, could it be that the person who hurt Master Qian Xing was really not here? It is indeed unlikely that there is anyone in this group of monks who knows this kind of magic.
Mo Hua, who was mixed in the crowd, shrank his head. There was no one who knew magic, but there was one who knew formations…
However, the ink paintings on the fourth level of Qi Refining were not even noticed by Qian Zhongli.
“How is it? You have nothing to say.” The big man sneered.
Qian Zhongli frowned, “No matter what, I have to give an explanation.”
The big man’s temper also rose, “I want your mother to explain, you want to cause trouble, right? Then let your cultivation speak for itself. Let’s see if I beat you until you cry for father and mother today, or if I beat you until you have teeth all over the floor!” “
The big man pulled out a murderous mace, with dark red blood stains on the tips of its teeth, emitting a sinister aura. At a glance, you can tell that many monsters have died under the stick.
Qian Zhongli didn’t want to fight, but he couldn’t fight at this time, so he could only take out his sword. His spiritual power surged throughout his body. He looked stronger, but he had no confidence at all when facing the sneer of a big man holding a mace.
At this moment, someone shouted to stop, and a monk wearing the Taoist priest’s robe came over. Mo Hua took a closer look and saw that it was Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan usually idles around, but now he is wearing the Taoist robe of Dao Tingsi, and he is really a bit majestic.
“The Daoting Division is responsible for this matter.” Zhang Lan looked businesslike.
“Zhang Diansi, this matter…”
Qian Zhongxiang wanted to say something, but Zhang Lan raised his hand to stop him, “I said, Daotingsi will be responsible for this matter, and everyone who has nothing to do with it should stand down!”
Qian Zhongli didn’t want to retreat, but the big man didn’t look afraid. The two were in a stalemate for a while.
Zhang Lan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the big man in wolf’s clothing. “It’s not appropriate to make things big,” then he said to Qian Zhongli, “Don’t lose the face of the family.”
Qian Zhongli gritted his teeth and saluted, “It all depends on Dian Si!”
The big man also hugged his fists, then glanced at Mo Hua and waved his hand, “Little brat, what are you looking at? Hurry up and leave!”
Mo Hua and the others slipped away knowingly.
Dazhu and the others had a fight and were more or less injured. Mo Hua led them to Mr. Feng for treatment. Qian Zhongli took Qian Xing away who was seriously injured. He didn’t even look at the other Qian family disciples.
The big man sneered when he saw this and sauntered away.
After a while, several Daotingsi monks arrived and cleaned up the scene under Zhang Lan’s command.
Zhang Lan was lazing around nearby and rushed over when he heard the explosion. He saw Qian Zhongli confronting the big man. As for what happened, he didn’t know.
But after all, I am also the director of Daotingsi, so I can’t just ignore everything. When it’s time to show off, I still have to show off appropriately.
Zhang Lan searched the scene carefully, then looked at the spiritual ink on the ground and the formation paper that was almost burned to ashes, and murmured: “Is it an formation?”
Who would use this formation?
Not every monk can learn things like formations, especially in a small place like Tongxian City.
Zhang Lan thought of the curious little face painted in ink that flashed past the crowd just now.
He originally thought that Mo Hua was mingling in and watching the fun, but then a somewhat ridiculous idea suddenly came up, and Zhang Lan’s eyelids couldn’t help but twitch.
“No way, this guy isn’t that evil…”
There will be two chapters later~ (End of this chapter)