Chapter 341: Dao Sin
Mo Hua silently nodded.
He had thought he had considered everything, but he had not expected there to be so many matters he had never taken into account...
After Mo Hua left, his mind full of thoughts, Mr. Zhuang stared blankly at the dense blood aura rising from Deep Mountain.
After an unknown length of time, Mr. Zhuang murmured wistfully, "Is this my karma?"
Old Kui silently appeared behind him and said flatly, "Not everything has anything to do with you. Do not flatter yourself."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head.
Old Kui cast him a bland glance. "So? You do not want to leave again?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed. "Let us wait until this matter is settled."
The old man stared at the chessboard for a long while, then could not help grumbling:
He shook his head, then shifted his gaze away and glanced at the compass on the table.
A Dao Sin had emerged, taking the form of a great corpse. Its ancient name was Drought Demon.
Over the following days, the independent cultivators Mo Hua knew, as well as his former little companions, all began preparing to relocate.
"I watch every day, but where is there any Array Technique? Is that brat surnamed Zhuang trying to deceive me?"
Gen Province, third-grade Dragon Ridge Mountain Prefecture, Longshan City.
"Merely a daoist. It is not as though he came in person."
"Yes."
"Do not let me calculate it out. If I do, it will be very difficult for me..."
"Where will you go?"
After all, Qi Refining cultivators were the lowest stratum of the cultivation world. Their lives were difficult and fragile to begin with, and they could not bear much risk.
The old man gradually frowned.
The old man prattled on and on, but no one