But this section of the river is too wide, and the water pattern array can only cover a small section of the waterway near the shore.

Ink painting is just a matter of luck.

It is not easy to catch monks who are proficient in water properties in the river, so this is currently the best way.

After that, everyone separated and stationed on the shore, holding the array disk for monitoring the water pattern array, staring at the movement of the water pattern array.

Mo Hua also warned: "If there is any movement, don't rush to take action. Use the Taixu Order to call people first, and then we can discuss it in the long run after everyone gathers."

"Um."

Cheng Mo and others nodded.

After that, it was a long process of "waiting for the rabbit".

This process requires patience.

Mo Hua was sitting on the branch of a big tree on the shore, holding a grass root in his mouth, crossing his legs, staring at the water pattern array used for monitoring, and looking at the scenery in the distance.

For a full hour, there was no movement.

There was no summons in the Taixu Order.

When Mo Hua felt bored, he saw a small boat sailing upstream. There were three or five monks on the boat pulling fishing nets. There seemed to be a lot of fish in the fishing nets.

Mo Hua was slightly startled.

"It can't be...a dragon crossing the river, right?"

He released his consciousness and took a closer look, only to realize that it was not the case.

The people on the boat were just ordinary monks, two foundation builders and three Qi refiners. They were dressed simply. Although their bodies were heavy with moisture, they had almost no killing aura.

It should be an ordinary "fishing repairman" nearby.

The so-called "fishing cultivators" are monks who make a living by raising and catching spiritual fish.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then jumped down from the tree and walked towards the group of monks.

As he got closer, Mo Hua discovered that these monks had slightly sad faces, their feet were stained with mud, and they also had a relatively strong fishy smell.

They poured out the spiritual fish caught in the fishing net and put them into another basket.

There are some of these spiritual fishes of the first grade and some of the second grade.

Because it is fed with cheap spiritual food, it has spiritual energy but no demonic energy. It will not eat people, and it does not have the ferocity of monsters.

Several fishing cultivators noticed someone approaching and looked alert. When they saw Mo Hua, they all breathed a sigh of relief when they found out that he was just a young cultivator with cute features.

A fisherman asked kindly: "Little brother, where are you from?"

Mo Hua said: "I come from Qianxue Prefecture."

When several people heard this, their expressions showed a bit of respect, "Sect disciple?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"It's incredible," an older fish cultivator said, "The talent that can be worshiped by a sect in the Qianxue State is one of the best."

"Little brother, you must also have high-grade spiritual roots, right?"

Mo Hua couldn't help but blush slightly, "I'm... a little bit worse..."

Yu Xiu said: "That's terrible!"

Mo Hua didn't really want to talk about "spiritual roots", so he changed the topic and asked: "Uncle, are you fishing?"

"Yes." The elder Yuxiu nodded and said, he was a little confused and asked: "Little brother, what are you doing here in the Yanshui River by yourself?"

"I'm here to 'fish'!" Mo Hua nodded.

"Fishing?" The elder fisherman was startled.

This kid has no fishing rod and no bait. What kind of fish can he catch?

Hearing this, another fishing cultivator quickly waved his hand and said, "Son, stop fishing and leave quickly."

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

The fisherman pointed downstream, "Someone died a few days ago, and the body was chewed beyond recognition by a water monster. Now I heard that the man-eating water monster is still wandering around."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

Daotingsi did not disclose it to the public, and these fishing cultivators did not know the truth, so they could only spread lies.

They thought those monks were dragged into the water and eaten by "water monsters".

Yuxiu sighed: "Six people have died, but there is still a young master."

"Master?" Mo Hua was confused, "Didn't you say there were six traders?"

Yu Xiu shook his head and said, "He is a young master. It is said that he comes from a noble family."

"Aristocratic family?" Mo Hua asked curiously, "Which aristocratic family?"

Another fish cultivator then said to that elder Yu Xiu:

"Dad, what kind of aristocratic family is it? It's a third-grade family. Those who are neither above nor below can't reach the threshold of 'Aristocratic Family'."

The elder fish cultivator said angrily:

"What happened to the third rank? Why is the third rank no longer a noble family? Before I die, if you can build a third rank family, I will really die without regrets..."

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