Moshui has returned, and what’s more, he has already established his foundation.

This news quickly spread throughout Tongxian City.

All the cultivators in Tongxian City, whether they heard it immediately or later, were all both surprised and happy.

They hadn’t expected that Moshui would actually establish his foundation in just a few short years of traveling.

And with Moshui’s excellent array skills, once he establishes his foundation, perhaps over time he can become a second-grade array master.

A second-grade array master, ah, the entire Tongxian City might not produce one in several hundred years.

Elder Yu was even happier, his mouth unable to close.

He had known for a long time that Moshui, this child, had exceptionally high talent and comprehension, and a kind disposition. His future was bound to be boundless, but he hadn’t expected this “future” to arrive so soon.

Just a few years, as if he had closed his eyes and opened them, and Moshui had already established his foundation.

Now that Moshui was back, the always somewhat “stingy” Elder Yu specially took out spirit stones he had saved for a long time, wanting to hold a “welcome banquet” for Moshui.

Mo Shan knew that although Elder Yu was a Foundation Establishment elder, for so many years he had mostly taken care of loose cultivators, and he himself lived hand-to-mouth, not having saved many spirit stones.

And now, Tongxian City was different from before, and loose cultivators also lived more prosperously. Naturally, they couldn’t let him spend.

Mo Shan then said that this would be Moshui’s “Foundation Establishment Banquet,” and there was no need for Elder Yu to provide the spirit stones.

In Tongxian City, a Foundation Establishment Banquet was basically considered the grandest banquet.

It was extremely difficult for loose cultivators to establish their foundation.

Successfully establishing a foundation was already the greatest joyous event. Generally, they would hold a large feast and widely entertain guests.

Mo Shan and Liu Ru Hua had also once fantasized about being able to hold a “Foundation Establishment Banquet” for Moshui, for their own son, in this lifetime.

But before, this could only be a thought.

Establishing a foundation for loose cultivators is not easy, ah…

Moshui’s innate body was weak, his spiritual root was neither good nor bad, and his cultivation was bound to be bumpy.

Even if Moshui really had that day of establishing his foundation, the two of them might not necessarily live to that time, and might not necessarily see with their own eyes the appearance of Moshui establishing his foundation…

But they never expected that Moshui, who was only fifteen years old, had already successfully established his foundation.

Mo Shan and Liu Ru Hua, besides being surprised, still felt somewhat unbelievable even now.

Even with Moshui who had already established his foundation standing in front of them, they still felt like they were dreaming…

After that came the preparations for the “Foundation Establishment Banquet.”

Liu Ru Hua took out quite a few spirit stones and held the banquet at Fu Shan Lou.

These spirit stones were what she had saved for Moshui over the years. Originally, she had planned for Moshui to use them to marry a wife in the future.

But now that Moshui had established his foundation, Liu Ru Hua was extremely happy and just wanted to spend some first to celebrate.

Anyway, Moshui was still young, and getting married was still a long way off. She could save more later.

Moreover, half of Fu Shan Lou belonged to Moshui.

With Moshui not around, this half completely belonged to Liu Ru Hua.

An Xiao Fu, the “shopkeeper” of Fu Shan Lou, still called Liu Ru Hua “Master.”

An Xiao Fu and Moshui were also very close.

So holding it at Fu Shan Lou was actually almost the same as holding it at home, and it didn’t cost too many spirit stones.

On the day of the Foundation Establishment Banquet, it was bustling, and nearly all the loose cultivators in the city came.

These loose cultivators had either watched Moshui grow up since he was a child, or had a deep friendship with Mo Shan, or had received favors from Moshui…

Some of the cultivators with standing and status in the city also came, including the An family, Master Luo, Master Qian, and some smaller families…

There were too many people, and Fu Shan Lou couldn’t seat everyone.

An Xiao Fu then temporarily rented all the shops on the entire street for use.

Everyone was lively, eating meat and drinking wine.

The entire Tongxian City seemed to be celebrating the New Year.

Cultivators from other places who came here to do business, not knowing the inside story, still thought Tongxian City was celebrating some festival.

After inquiring clearly, they only then learned that it was a “Foundation Establishment Banquet,” and the cultivator who had established his foundation was still a first-grade array master graded by the Dao Court. They were all extremely shocked.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator, a first-grade array master.

In a second-grade immortal city like Tongxian City, that was truly an imposing figure, a famous big shot.

These merchants also understood the principle of worshiping the local temple when arriving in a place.

They all prepared some “thin gifts” and personally sent them to the door, asking for a cup of water or wine to share some joy and also hoping to make a familiar face.

Some merchants even spent some money to personally go before Moshui, toast, and congratulate him.

Originally it was a joyous event, so everyone didn’t mind these small gestures.

Zheng Lao, after pulling some strings, held a wine cup and, with a nervous heart, went to Moshui’s front to toast.

But when he looked up, he discovered that the “first-grade array master” and “Foundation Establishment big figure” were actually the small cultivator he had walked and chatted with. His mouth opened so wide he could stuff a duck egg in it…

At the Foundation Establishment Banquet, cups and dishes were intertwined.

Elder Yu was very happy, smiling until his face was full of wrinkles, but in his eyes, there seemed to be a trace of loneliness.

Time urges people to grow old.

Before, in Tongxian City, he was the only Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he had to withstand pressure and contend with the massive Qian family. No matter what, Elder Yu couldn’t fall.

So his temper was tough, he was fierce in scolding people, and his methods were also very shameless.

But now, with the loose cultivators’ lives improving, Elder Yu breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that he was somewhat old already.

That burst of energy, no matter what, couldn’t be lifted again.

Now looking at Moshui, who had established his foundation at fifteen, Elder Yu was not only gratified but also somewhat suddenly realized. However, on the surface, he still didn’t show it.

Moshui’s divine sense was now strong, and his observation power was also sharper, so he detected what was on Elder Yu’s mind.

He then went to drink wine with Elder Yu.

Moshui drank fruit wine, which his mother had personally brewed. It was mild to the taste, sweet, with some wine flavor but not spicy.

Elder Yu still drank strong wine.

The two of them drank for a while, and then Moshui quietly said:

“Elder, why are you still at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, ah…”

Elder Yu was startled and couldn’t help but glare at Moshui. “The Foundation Establishment realm is a step-by-step climb up the mountain. How can cultivation be so easy?”

“Oh.” Moshui nodded.

Elder Yu suddenly sighed and smiled bitterly, “Getting old already, can’t cultivate anymore already…”

Moshui shook his head. “How can you say getting old already? Think about it, ah, if you break through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, you can gain another hundred years of lifespan, and if you break through to the late-stage of Foundation Establishment, you can still gain another hundred years… If you keep breaking through, you just won’t be old anymore…”

Elder Yu laughed, “Where is it so easy…”

“Then what is easy?” Moshui asked. “Opposing the Qian family is not easy either. Loose cultivators making a living is also not easy. Even if it’s not easy, you still have to do it, ah.”

“One thing needs to be done, then do it.”

“It has nothing to do with whether it’s easy or not, whether it succeeds or not…”

Elder Yu was lost in thought. After a moment, he said in surprise, “These… who told you this?”

Moshui patted his chest. “Me myself!”

Elder Yu obviously didn’t believe him.

Moshui’s small face said seriously, “Elder, I have already gone out to travel already, and I am already a ‘seen the world’ Foundation Establishment cultivator already.”

Elder Yu saw that although Moshui had already established his foundation, his expression and speech were still the same as before, both somewhat reasonable and somewhat cute. He couldn’t help but shake his head and smile.

Subsequently, he pondered in his heart: “That’s right, ah, what does it matter if I’m old…”

“Before I was too tired, with no leisure to cultivate. Now I can catch my breath, have leisure. Isn’t it just right to wholeheartedly pursue the realm and advance my cultivation?”

“Cultivator, cultivator, cultivate the body and establish life.”

“If you don’t cultivate and temper yourself, what kind of cultivator are you?”

“What if I’m old already?”

“What if I’m old?”

“People live a lifetime. As long as they don’t die, they should have a firm Dao heart and wholeheartedly pursue the Dao…”

Elder Yu suddenly realized in his heart. Gradually, his gaze became sharp again, with some edge and a trace of stubbornness.

Moshui “gratefully” nodded and then said, “Elder, this time you freeloaded my meal. Next time it’s my turn to freeload yours already.”

“Freeload a meal?”

Elder Yu was startled. Only then did he realize that Moshui was talking about the “Foundation Establishment Banquet.”

“What meal do you want to freeload from me?”

Moshui’s small face was solemn. “I want to freeload a ‘Golden Core Banquet’!”

Elder Yu sprayed out a mouthful of old wine.

I am already this old, and I am only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. You are already thinking of freeloading my “Golden Core Banquet”?

You, this child, may really dare to think more than me.

But he was startled, and then thought again, why shouldn’t he dare to think? Based on what shouldn’t he dare to think?

Whether it succeeds or not is another matter, but if you don’t even have this bit of spirit, what Dao are you cultivating?

Elder Yu gritted his teeth and scolded:

“Good! Damn it, Golden Core then Golden Core!”

Elder Yu’s voice was a bit loud, and he even added the sentence “damn it.” Everyone around heard it, and they couldn’t help but show astonished expressions and all turned to look at him.

Only then did Elder Yu notice that he had spoken wrongly.

But his face was thick, so he pretended he hadn’t said anything and clinked glasses with Moshui, drinking the wine.

The crowd also sensibly turned their heads, pretending nothing had happened.

Instead, Yu Cheng Yi, not far away, was somewhat lost in thought.

His dad… hasn’t scolded people for a very long time already…

Ever since the days of Tongxian City got better and better, his dad’s temper became more and more “mild.” These days, he basically wouldn’t scold people as before anymore.

He was so mild that it even made him feel a little strange.

But now, Yu Cheng Yi heard that his dad was scolding people again…

Although simple and plain, just a simple sentence “damn it,” only emotion, no technique.

But his heart, unexpectedly and inexplicably, felt much relieved.

This, indeed, was the dad he was familiar with…

Yu Cheng Yi silently thought.

Moshui actually also wanted to follow suit and scold one sentence, but when the words reached his mouth, he looked up and saw his mother Liu Ru Hua looking at him, and then swallowed the words back down.

I am a good child, I don’t scold people…

Moshui silently said in his heart.

After the Foundation Establishment Banquet, Moshui was busy again for a period of time.

Mainly because his interpersonal relationships in Tongxian City were too good, and he had too many acquaintances. He strolled around everywhere, and several days passed unknowingly.

He saw Teacher Yan.

Teacher Yan and Manager Mo were busy rebuilding Xiao Lingyin Sect together.

Starting from nothing, establishing a sect from scratch was very difficult, but Teacher Yan’s mind was firm and he wouldn’t give up.

The bodies of the past generations of elders and sect masters of Xiao Lingyin Sect were refined into iron corpses by the traitor Lu Cheng Yun, assisting the evildoer.

Later, when the corpse disaster was quelled, these “corpified” bodies were all incinerated and brought back by Teacher Yan, buried on a mountain top near Tongxian City.

Green mountains and green waters, burying the bones of the ancestors of Xiao Lingyin Sect.

Moshui went to offer incense and pay his respects once.

He had learned the Ling Shu Absolute Array of Xiao Lingyin Sect, and was also considered to have received the inheritance and favor of Xiao Lingyin Sect. Naturally, he also wanted to pay his respects once to show his respect.

Teacher Yan looked at Moshui now and was very gratified, but he was always rigid and didn’t say much.

The two of them drank tea and chatted about array matters for a while, and Moshui was quietly pulled aside by Manager Mo.

Manager Mo took out a stack of drawing papers and gave them to Moshui, saying with worry on his face:

“I’ve been worried to death about this matter these past few days. You help me think…”

Moshui looked at the drawing papers and found that they were all full of portraits of female cultivators.

Moshui felt both familiar and unfamiliar.

He was familiar because before, sects and families would often send him these kinds of “beauty pictures” privately in order to tempt him and get him to join through marriage.

At that time in Nanyue City, Lu Cheng Yun did this kind of thing.

But he was unfamiliar because the portraits of the females above were obviously more “mature,” and did not match his age.

“This is…”

Manager Mo was like a thief, lowering his voice and saying, “Helping my senior brother find a Dao companion…”

Moshui thought to himself that it was indeed the case, and also lowered his voice and said:

“This kind of matter… shouldn’t you let Teacher pick for himself?”

Manager Mo curled his lip. “He’s a blockhead who’s not enlightened, an iron tree that won’t bloom. Finding him is a waste…”

He flipped through several portraits and put them in front of Moshui. “You help me look too…”

“How about this one? A mature woman, still charming, and her appearance is captivating. They say she’s alone and has quite a few spirit stones…”

Moshui discovered a blind spot:

“Where did her spirit stones come from?”

Manager Mo was startled, then patted his head. “Right, right, this kind is not good…”

“It was dangerous, I was almost deceived by the surface.”

“If this were shown to senior brother, wouldn’t I be scolded to death…”

Manager Mo pointed to another one. “Her appearance is slightly inferior, but her family background is good. She’s the daughter of the Song family a hundred li away… It’s just that they say her temper is not good, so after a hundred years, she still hasn’t been married off…”

“A bad temper probably wouldn’t be compatible with Teacher, ba…”

Manager Mo nodded. “That’s right too. If senior brother really marries her, their personalities don’t match, and I estimate there will be no less trouble…”

He shook his head and continued to mutter:

“This is the daughter of a sect elder. If senior brother wants to rebuild the sect, she can probably help him…”

“This… not good, too much worldly air…”

“This… the portrait is too fake. I estimate the painter was given quite a few spirit stones as a ‘bribe’…”

“This powder is too thick, her face is painted all white…”

Manager Mo counted several and felt that none were suitable. Finally, his eyes suddenly lit up:

“This one is good! Although her appearance is ordinary, her temperament is very good, and she is devoted to arrays. She is already a hundred years old and hasn’t been married off. She seems to be compatible with my senior brother…”

Moshui leaned his head and glanced at her. He saw a female with tied hair and a plain face, unpainted. Her appearance was not outstanding, but her temperament was intellectual, and she was indeed very compatible with Teacher.

Manager Mo also thought she was more and more suitable as he looked. But after a while, he muttered again:

“It’s just that my senior brother is an elm head with a stubborn temper. Others might not necessarily take to him…”

“How am I an elm head?”

A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Manager Mo looked up and found Teacher Yan looking at him with a cold face.

Finished…

Manager Mo felt a chill in his heart.

Only then did he realize that while he and Moshui were huddled together here, secretly helping Teacher Yan choose a “Dao companion,” Teacher Yan was standing behind them, silently watching them…

The bad things I said must have all been heard…

Moshui on the side, with his eyes, nose, and mouth, remained silent.

His divine sense was powerful, and he actually knew that Teacher Yan had come earlier, but seeing Manager Mo speaking with such enthusiasm and no other thoughts in his heart, he just didn’t feel right interrupting him…

Teacher Yan’s face was very ugly.

Manager Mo noticed that something was wrong and stammered:

“I just remembered… I… I still have some matters in the array pavilion. I’ll go back first…”

After saying that, his body was like wind, and his legs ran away.

Moshui didn’t even know that the fat Manager Mo originally had such good movement techniques…

Since Manager Mo had already slipped away, Moshui didn’t feel right staying either. He then stood up, bowed, and said:

“Teacher, I’ll go back first and come to see you again next time.”

Teacher Yan nodded, looked at Moshui, his eyes showing expectation, but then warned him: “Don’t learn bad things from that fatty…”

The “fatty” Teacher Yan was referring to was naturally Manager Mo.

“Okay, Teacher!”

Moshui promised with a full mouth and then also slipped away.

After Moshui left, Teacher Yan sighed helplessly, bent down, and picked up the drawing papers scattered on the ground one by one.

When he picked up one of them, Teacher Yan was suddenly startled.

On the picture was a female with tied hair and a plain face, an unpainted female. Her gaze was focused, and there were no other thoughts in her heart. She was a female array master devoted to studying arrays, capable of drawing a nine-pattern array…

Teacher Yan was somewhat lost for a moment…

After bidding farewell to Teacher Yan, Moshui went to visit Old Master Feng again.

Old Master Feng had done Moshui a great favor.

When Moshui was young, his body was weak and his blood energy was insufficient. It was all Old Master Feng who nursed him with pills.

Later, when his mother was seriously ill, it was also thanks to Old Master Feng that there was no major problem.

Old Master Feng did not go to the Foundation Establishment Banquet.

Old Master Feng was a pill master, sitting in the Xinglin Hall, treating illnesses and saving people, unable to leave.

Moreover, he was already old and didn’t like noise too much.

Liu Ru Hua then prepared some exquisite and light wine dishes and asked Moshui to send them to Old Master Feng to taste.

Moshui also gave Old Master Feng some pill books and pill recipes he had collected during his travels as a gift for not having seen him for a long time.

Old Master Feng was overjoyed, stroking his beard and continuously nodding.

He looked at Moshui again and couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

Moshui was really someone he had watched grow up since he was a child, from a small point to a point, slowly growing up until now. Although he was only fifteen years old, not old, he was already a famous first-grade array master and a Foundation Establishment cultivator…

Moreover, he had also helped so many cultivators in Tongxian City with arrays.

“Good child, ah…”

Old Master Feng’s eyes were full of gratification.

People came and went in Xinglin Hall, and Old Master Feng was a bit busy.

Moshui didn’t want to disturb him. After chatting for a while and confirming that Old Master Feng’s recent situation was fine, he stood up to leave.

Before leaving, Old Master Feng suddenly thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and then solemnly opened his mouth and said:

“Moshui…”

“At your young age, having this kind of cultivation and array attainments is truly rare, and your future is even more boundless…”

“But even if, in the future, your cultivation becomes higher, so high that the vast cultivators and multitude of beings in this world are just humble ants, just tiny dust by your feet…”

“You absolutely must not forget your original intention and don’t be high above, numb and indifferent.”

“Don’t forget that even the humblest person is still a person, ah, a living person with life and death, joy and sorrow, ah…”

Moshui was startled, and then his eyes brightened, his Dao heart was clear, and he smiled purely and said:

“Okay, Grandpa Feng, I’ve remembered it in my heart already!”

The outline is not finished. Recently, there has only been one update, ha.

(End of this chapter)