Asking About Longevity: Chapter 220 contacts

Chapter 220 Correspondence

But this will only happen after the New Year.

 There have been a lot of things going on recently, and I have been quite tired from drawing formations. At least this year, I can relax in ink painting without having to think too much.

But Mo Hua soon discovered that even if he didn't consider the cultivation and formations, there were still many things to be busy with.

 Because gifts must be given and gifts returned.

Mr. Feng is in the alchemy shop next door, counting the elixirs, sorting out the prescriptions, and checking the quality of the finished elixirs.

 “Do you want a spiritual weapon?”

Mo Hua brought a lot of delicious food and several jars of fine wine to Master Chen, who was smiling from ear to ear.

For example, the old master and Mr. An are both prominent monks in Tongxian City. They give gifts, and it is impossible for Mo Hua not to return the gifts.

 It’s rare to refine a first-grade spiritual weapon. At least it’s something serious. What’s the point of refining a fruit knife...

Mo Hua sniffed his nose and asked:

“Grandpa Feng, what kind of elixir is this? It’s sour and sweet, and it smells good.”

Mo Hua said goodbye to Master Chen and went to Mr. Feng's place again.

"Don't worry about this. Elder Yu has his own arrangements, so you don't need to worry about it."

Master Chen nodded, "Thanks to your weapon refining furnace, my weapon refining skills have improved greatly recently, and I can refine a first-grade spiritual weapon. You choose one, and I will help you refine it for self-defense."

Some other monks were already satisfied to receive Mo Hua's gift in return, and they were even more delighted when they saw that the gift also contained formations drawn by Mo Hua himself.

Mo Hua really wanted to refine a "8-foot-long steel spear" or a "Qinglong Yanyue Sword", but he couldn't use it after he refined it, and he was not a physical practitioner. “Then you can help my dad make one?”

There are pills for treating fire and water poisons, pills for treating miasma, pills for clearing the mind and calming the mind, pills for relieving hunger, hemorrhage pills for stopping bleeding, and a few pills for emergency life-saving pills.

 “Swords, guns, sticks and the like?”

 But now he is already a well-known small formation master, and he knows many monks, so some interactions are inevitable.

Each elixir is placed in categories, labeled, and used.

Mo Hua’s expression was complicated, “Let me think about it again.”

 “What spiritual weapon?”

“Xiaoshi Dan is for stomach and digestive tract. I’m afraid you may eat too much and fill up your stomach, so I usually take a few pills after meals. If you’re usually greedy, you can also eat it as a snack.”

Master Luo's cave is one of the most luxurious caves in Tongxian City. It is luxurious and magnificent.

It is packed in a scarlet-gold storage box and placed in the yard of the ink painter. It looks very rich.

Mo Hua frowned.

 “These wines are good, wine is enough!”

 The crowd of cars and horses outside the door, and the grand ostentation, are eye-opening to Mo Hua.

 When I opened the ink painting and took a look, I was surprised.

Mo Hua thanked Mr. Feng. Before leaving, Mr. Feng stopped him again and gave him a bottle of elixir.

They are not too expensive, but they are all from the heart.

"Anyone is fine, but it's best not to choose a sword. It's more difficult to practice, and I can't practice it well either."

Mo Hua chatted with Master Chen for a few words, and Master Chen said:

Mo Hua found some familiar families or monks with whom he had close contacts, and visited them one by one to thank them.

 There are not only gifts from Master Luo, but also gifts from Master Qian...

Mo Hua thought about it and accepted it.

Master Chen said, "If that doesn't work, I can make you a small knife to cut beef or peel fruits."

Now that the alchemy shop has been built, Mr. Feng will come here when he is free. Some monks who are sick will even find the alchemy shop and ask Mr. Feng to treat their illnesses and make elixirs.

 Mr. Feng used to only sit in Xinglin Hall for consultation and never went out except for consultations.

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Mo Hua gave the New Year gift to Mr. Feng, and Mr. Feng found a bunch of pills and stuffed them into Mo Hua.

 Master Luo is much older than him, this is also the basic etiquette.

Having been busy giving and returning gifts for a while, Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was almost done, but he received another New Year's gift from Master Luo.

 The status of an array master is indeed high, especially a first-grade array master who has truly passed the Taoist imperial examination.

Since Master Luo gave the gift, Mo Hua also prepared some gifts and went to the door in person to thank him.

 Master Chen has no children and only one apprentice, Dazhu, so it doesn’t matter much.

 Before, he was just an unknown and ordinary monk, so naturally he didn't have to worry about anything.

He has no direct dispute with Master Qian, and it would be good to have a good relationship. Moreover, he may have something to do later, and he may also need Master Qian's help.

 The old boss and Mr. An were very happy.

Master Chen nodded and said, "Okay, tell me when you think about it."

These gifts are relatively simple, he bought them casually with spirit stones, but what is not simple is that he has drawn formations on them.

“I’m not a physical practitioner, so it’s useless to choose these...”

There are many chariots and carriages in front of the door, and they are all children of various families or stewards who come to give gifts.

I guess I was afraid that others would know about it, so I sent it here together in the name of Master Luo.

Master Luo’s gifts are quite satisfactory, and most of them are related to formations.

It is like a lantern with the word "Fu" with an open flame array inside. Once lit, the word "Fu" emits brilliant light. There are also small screens with cold air patterns painted on them, and blankets with heating elements painted on them, etc.

Moreover, many gifts require Mo Hua to send them, and many gifts require Mo Hua to return them.

"It's okay." Master Chen smiled, "The main reason is that my hands are itchy and I want to try my hand at refining more spiritual weapons."

 Alone alone, with the company of wine and meat, it can be considered a Chinese New Year.

Master Qian's gift is much more valuable, including food and clothing. He probably wanted to apologize to Mo Hua and express his attitude.

Mo Hua said happily: "Thank you, Grandpa Feng."

 It is very consistent with his status as a small formation master, and most importantly, it is consistent with his financial resources - he does not have that many spiritual stones to buy expensive gifts for others.

For example, the old head of Daotingsi gave him a jade pendant, the An family gave him some fine wine and spiritual meat, and other smaller families also gave him more or less New Year gifts.

“Then don’t you help others practice?”

Mo Hua also gave some things to Master Chen.

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, but still didn’t know what to choose.

"There are also people who ask me to practice, but those who are not in a hurry, it doesn't matter sooner or later. I will help you practice one thing first."

Mo Hua also brought some gifts.

Master Chen has been coming here for so many years, and he doesn’t feel lonely. What’s more, after the New Year, a bunch of disciples will come to visit him to pay New Year greetings, and it will be very lively at that time.

It’s just that Master Luo is a first-level formation master and the threshold is quite high, so they are either not allowed in, or they have to line up in order and wait outside the door to be received by Master Luo.

Although it was a bit harder, they received more spiritual stones after selling the spiritual weapon, so they didn’t feel it was that hard.

 Ink painting doesn’t know what to say...

The new year is approaching, Master Chen is still busy in the weapon refining shop, and a group of weapon refiners are also refining spiritual weapons. It will probably be before New Year's Eve that they can finish it and celebrate the New Year with peace of mind.

It's just that there were too many people outside the door, and Mo Hua probably couldn't even get in.

Just when Mo Hua was thinking about whether to go back and come back in a few days, a disciple of Master Luo had already discovered Mo Hua.

 (End of this chapter)