Inside the Taixu Gate, the disciples live.

Private room on the second floor of the dining building.

Cheng Mo, Situ Jian and others were treating Mo Hua to a feast.

Outside the window, there are green mountains and green water, surrounded by clouds and mist.

Indoor spiritual fruit and wine, delicacies and delicious food.

This meal cost a lot of spirit stones, but Cheng Mo and others were all descendants of aristocratic families and had no shortage of spirit stones, so Mo Hua ate with peace of mind.

Xiao Yu'er also sat next to Mo Hua and ate and drank together.

The dishes on the table are all Mo Hua's favorites.

Even if he doesn't like to eat it, Mo Hua still likes it considering it's so expensive.

There are especially many chicken legs on the plate, including golden pheasant, grouse, cloud chicken and other kinds of spiritual chickens...

These were specially "offered" by Cheng Mo and Situ Jian to their junior senior brother.

Mo Hua held a chicken drumstick in each hand and ate it happily.

Cheng Mo and the other five would like to take this feast to express their gratitude for Mo Hua's "life-saving" grace.

At the same time, I am also grateful to Mo Hua. Although it was a coincidence, it has indeed helped them earn a lot of merit.

More than twenty traffickers in black died, and apparently only the leader in black "escaped".

The abducted monk was also rescued.

These monks who were trafficked were not very old, most were between ten and fifteen years old, all had high-grade spiritual roots, and they were all children of their families.

It's just that they are not a family from Qianzhou, but some small and medium-sized families from outside Qianzhou and in various state boundaries.

They came to Qianxue Prefecture in advance to seek the opportunity to join the sect.

And because he is not a descendant of a local family in Qianzhou, once he is trafficked, it is very difficult to trace him, and most of the cases are ignored.

Although the trafficker is dead now, he is unrecognizable and there is no evidence of his death.

But it is a blessing that these children can be rescued.

Daotingsi did not reveal the names of Mo Hua and others, fearing that they would be noticed by other traffickers, but it is also true that they have made great achievements.

So Daotingsi gave them some spiritual stones as rewards.

In addition, he made an exception and transferred 300 merit points to each of them.

These meritorious deeds are indeed "exceptional", which is very clear in the ink painting.

Because of these meritorious deeds, the account was quickly received.

And the sum that Uncle Gu promised him, the meritorious service of siege of Demon Cave and slaying the Fire Buddha, is still "going through the process" at Daotingsi. He doesn't know where it got stuck, and he hasn't even seen a trace of it yet.

Three hundred points of merit!

Mo Hua was okay. Although he was very happy in his heart, he was not a novice disciple who had never seen any meritorious deeds.

He currently has more than a thousand meritorious deeds in his account.

Moreover, after killing so many traffickers and saving many people, three hundred points of merit are not too much.

It's just that Daotingsi has always been stingy, so it would be nice to have one.

What's more, Daotingsi also replenished another 20,000 spiritual stones, which is not satisfactory.

But Cheng Mo and others are different.

These children have never seen so many meritorious deeds.

You can earn a few points by looking at gates and sweeping streets.

If you go out to do an initial foundation-building task, divided equally, each person only gets a few dozen points, and occasionally even only a dozen points.

Merit is a good thing that cannot be bought even with spiritual stones.

Getting these three hundred points is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

Cheng Mo and the others all had crooked smiles on their faces, saying that they had to treat Mo Hua to a big meal.

During the dinner, Cheng Mo handed Mo Hua chicken legs, Situ Jian poured fruit wine to Mo Hua, Yang Qianjun and Yi Li toasted to Mo Hua, and Hao Xuan prepared the dishes.

The group of people was lively and lively.

Mo Hua ate happily.

Xiao Yuer also learned to paint with ink, holding the chicken drumsticks in her little hands and chewing them happily.

Several people are from the same sect, and after experiencing the battle with the traffickers in black, they were "live and die together", so the atmosphere at the table was very good, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

After eating for a while, Situ Jian still couldn't hold it back and asked curiously:

"Mo Hua...what did you do before?"

At such a young age, why are you so skilled at concealment, investigation, ambush, fighting, and assassination?

This is not like what a small formation master would do at all...

Mo Hua was startled.

Situ Jian then said apologetically: "If it's inconvenient, there's no need to say it."

Although he was indeed curious, there was always something secretive about monks' practice, and they didn't want others to know.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that since we were all from the same discipline, we might be able to help each other in the future, so we could talk to each other appropriately to save them from being curious every day.

"I am a demon hunter!"

Ink painting is straightforward and confident.

Cheng Mo and others looked at the white and tender ink painting, the appearance of the small arms and legs, and looked a little suspicious.

He doesn't look like a monster hunter at all...

"Really?" Yi Li asked curiously.

Mo Hua said displeasedly, "Of course it's true!"

His father is a monster hunter, so naturally he is too.

It's just that his physical body is weak. When hunting monsters, he can't rush in and fight like other monster hunters.

But fighting with the body is still killing, and using traps and formations is also killing.

If you can hunt monsters, you are naturally a monster hunter.

What's more, even the evil demon was hunted down by his disintegration formation. If he is not a demon hunter, who else is?

Mo Hua explained to them:

"Fighting in the physical body is just a trivial matter. The basic principle of a demon hunter is to prepare for a rainy day and not fight an unprepared battle..."

"Everything will be successful if it is planned in advance; if it is not planned, it will be ruined."

"Whether it's hunting monsters or fighting with people, before fighting, you must have a plan, a plan, and patience. If there are traps, use traps. If you can ambush, ambush."

"Be sure to be steady, ambush deep, and strike ruthlessly..."

"This is what my father taught me..."

The ink painting has a proud look on his face.

"oh……"

Cheng Mo and others couldn't help but nodded when they saw that Mo Hua spoke eloquently and sounded very reasonable.

Although Yu'er didn't understand, she nodded along with admiration.

"Then..." Yang Qianjun was also a little curious, "Reconnaissance, tracking, killing... cough, exterminating demons and defending the Tao, how did you do this without alerting the enemy?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and then simply said: "Uncle Gu taught me!"

Yang Qianjun was stunned, "Uncle Gu?"

Mo Hua said: "The Gu family of Daotingsi, a kind-hearted uncle Diansi from the Golden Core Realm, he taught me!"

Mo Hua sighed and said with some gratitude:

"He was afraid that I would suffer a loss in the sect and that I would be in danger while doing my mission, so he told me all about Daotingsi's experience in tracking down criminal cultivators."

"Uncle Gu taught me these!"

Mo Hua categorically emphasized it again.

"Dao Tingsi, Gu family, Jindanjing Diansi..."

Yang Qianjun and others all looked serious.

They glanced at Yu'er who was following Mo Hua again, and nodded secretly.

The child named Yu'er who followed Mo Hua was a direct descendant of the Shangguan family.

The Shangguan family and the Gu family have a close relationship.
To be continued...