“Where should I go?”

Mo Hua was somewhat undecided. He sat in the food shop, watching the coming and going cultivators and the entire Tongxian City.

Tongxian City was no longer lively; instead, there was a desolate feeling, like a mountain rain was about to fall.

There were fewer cultivators on the streets.

Those who could find a path out found one, and those loose cultivators who couldn’t find a path had only one option:

Migrate with the large group of loose cultivators to the desolate areas of the wilderness, re-open land, and build shelters.

With the great demon appearing in the world, even some powerful cultivation forces had no power to resist, let alone loose cultivators.

They had no choice.

They had no identity, no background, no connections, and no one willing to take them in. If they wanted to live, they could only find another way of life, relying on their own hardships, enduring little by little.

Mo Hua sighed.

Perhaps this world had always been this way.

In any disaster, the upper-level cultivators would always have ways to escape.

Ultimately, those who directly faced all the difficulties and bore all the pain were these bottom-level cultivators.

Even if this disaster was just an unwarranted one.

Mo Hua went to see Elder Yu again.

Elder Yu was going to migrate with the loose cultivators.

He was a Foundation Building cultivator and could actually escape.

But precisely because he was a Foundation Building cultivator, the only Foundation Building cultivator among the loose cultivators, he had to protect the loose cultivators migrating south.

Otherwise, without a Foundation Building expert in charge, who knew how many cultivators would die and be injured on this journey.

“You just don’t go.”

Elder Yu had been busy day and night these past few days, his expression somewhat tired. Seeing Mo Hua, he immediately spoke.

Before Mo Hua could speak, Elder Yu said again:

“We are migrating, not building a city. Even if we arrive there, it’s all wasteland. There’s no need for you to draw arrays for now.”

Mo Hua knew Elder Yu’s intention and was speechless for a moment.

Elder Yu looked at Mo Hua and said in a warm voice:

“You should have better prospects, learn more arrays. In the future, you can do more things, then you won’t need to follow us to suffer hardships.”

Mo Hua said in a low voice: “This path will be very dangerous, right…”

“Doing anything has danger, but you can’t not do it because of danger. This matter concerns the lives of the loose cultivators of one city,” Elder Yu sighed.

“Or… I’ll go too,” Mo Hua said.

Elder Yu glared at him impatiently: “What fun are you joining? Even if you go, it won’t change anything. Your most important thing is to properly learn arrays, not accompany us to suffer these hardships.”

Elder Yu’s temper was stubborn, and Mo Hua knew he couldn’t argue with him.

Mo Hua turned his head and looked at the vast refining tool workshop and refining pill workshop again, somewhat lost, and said:

“These will also be abandoned, right?”

Elder Yu sighed helplessly, nodded, “Such a large refining tool workshop and refining pill workshop, we may not be able to take them with us…”

“To be sold off, right?”

Elder Yu nodded and said: “I have already contacted Zhou Zhang Si. The refining tool furnaces and refining pill furnaces inside have arrays drawn by you, and they are probably all good things. Dao Ting Si will convert them into spirit stones and compensate us. After all, migrating and opening up wasteland require spirit stones as hard currency.”

“Oh, right,” Elder Yu suddenly thought of something else. He handed a jade token to Mo Hua:

“This is the identity jade symbol of the storehouse. There are more than ten thousand spirit stones inside, all for you. Go get them when you have time.”

Mo Hua was stunned, “More than ten thousand… all for me?”

Elder Yu nodded, “These are for your Foundation Building use.”

Elder Yu looked at Mo Hua, his expression somewhat apologetic:

“Originally, I should have given you more. Without the arrays you drew, the loose cultivators of Tongxian City wouldn’t have had good days, and Black Mountain Village wouldn’t have been eliminated. It’s just that migrating consumes more spirit stones, so I can only give you this much…”

Mo Hua shook his head, “It’s already a lot.”

Mo Hua took the jade token, feeling very heavy. Just as he was about to say something, Elder Yu interrupted him again:

“Don’t say some false words that you don’t want to me. No matter who it is, just take the spirit stones they give you. It’s foolish to not want spirit stones.”

Mo Hua held the jade token, and for some reason, he actually felt a bit guilty.

Elder Yu patted his shoulder, “No matter how you choose, just need to stand tall, do things upright and proper. You don’t owe anyone!”

Mo Hua nodded slightly and walked away with a mind full of thoughts.

Looking at Mo Hua’s retreating back, Elder Yu was somewhat reluctant, but he could only sigh helplessly.

Mo Hua had already helped them a lot; they couldn’t drag this child down anymore.

He should go to a wider world, learn profound arrays, and seek a longer Heavenly Way.

Not mixing with them, these poor loose cultivators, this is a dead end.

The matter of the great demon was just an opportunity.

Elder Yu turned his head again and looked at the empty refining tool workshop and refining pill workshop, feeling a trance in his heart.

All of this was like a dream.

Attacking and occupying the spirit mine, building refining tool workshops and refining pill workshops, letting the loose cultivators live a rich life, it was like a dream.

Exterminating Black Mountain Village, eliminating the threat of evil cultivators, even digging out the root, pulling out the Qian family old ancestor, thoroughly removing the big trouble in their hearts, it was another dream.

Originally, everything was developing in a good direction, originally their days could be better and better…

But now, everything had become bubbles.

Just like having a dream.

When the dream awoke, they had to leave their homeland, and this Tongxian City would probably no longer exist.

Elder Yu sighed deeply, his expression bitter.

The life of loose cultivators is bitter…

These loose cultivators didn’t even dare to hope for longevity; they just wanted to live properly, live steadily for one or two hundred years. Why was it so difficult?

Mo Hua walked around again, saw a circle of acquaintances, and sat in the courtyard after returning home, silent.

Everyone was leaving.

Elder Yu, his two uncles Yu Chengyi and Yu Chengwu, and other familiar demon hunter uncles and uncles;

Uncle Ji’s family, Uncle Meng’s family, Uncle Chu’s family;

Master Chen of the refining tool workshop. He had no children or wife and would also follow the migration;

Elder Feng was old and virtuous and prestigious. In these years, he had saved people by refining pills, and many people remembered his kindness, so he naturally had other options;

But he was worried that when the loose cultivators migrated, there would be no pill master to attend to them on the road, and if they encountered poisonous miasma injuries, who knew how many people would die, so he also planned to follow them. Others couldn’t persuade him, and no one dared to persuade him;

And Da Hu and his two friends, with whom Mo Hua had played since childhood, and Da Zhu, who had helped Mo Hua fight, and the familiar Da Ping, they were also going to leave with their parents…

Father and mother would probably accompany him, but other people, these people Mo Hua was familiar with;

People who grew up with Mo Hua or watched Mo Hua grow up;

People Mo Hua had helped, and people who had also protected Mo Hua.

All would leave Tongxian City, embark on an unknown road, to a strange place, and restart a hard life.

Perhaps exposed to wind and dew, perhaps hungry and cold, perhaps again suffering bullying from families, sects, or even Dao Ting Si in unknown places.

And he would probably not follow them.

He would walk on a road completely different from theirs.

Mo Hua thought silently.

His divine sense had no bottleneck, and he had enough spirit stones. In the near future, he could reach Foundation Building.

He could choose a family or sect, or even take refuge in Dao Ting Si or Dao Bing Si, cultivate steadily until Foundation Building, then look forward to Golden Core, and then step by step, learn higher profound arrays, seek higher profound realms…

The road ahead for loose cultivators was full of thorns, while his own road was full of flowers.

But was this really what he wanted?

Mo Hua couldn’t help but ask himself again.

Why did he learn arrays?

He had changed some things, but in the end, he seemed to have changed nothing at all.

Before the great disaster, this time he could preserve himself alone, but what about next time?

Every time he encountered difficulties, would he not just preserve himself alone?

“If I continue this way, will I not become numb and indifferent?”

“Will I not forget my original intention, lose my original heart, obliterate my Dao heart, and thereby completely become a selfish person?”

Could such a person truly become an immortal? Could he truly seek the Dao?

Could he truly seek the true meaning of arrays, and comprehend the ultimate Great Dao?

If he lost his Dao heart, even if he achieved success and won recognition, could he still seek true longevity?

Mo Hua couldn’t think clearly for a while, so he lay in the courtyard, looking up at the sky.

“What is my Dao heart?”

“What is the Dao I seek?”

“What should I do?”

The sky was high and far, the clouds vast, as if containing endless vitality and principles.

If there was a Dao, then the sky was a manifestation of the Dao.

If there was a great array, then the Heavenly Dao great array was the ultimate great array.

And this was what an array master should pursue!

Mo Hua’s eyes gradually brightened.

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”

“I cannot set up this kind of great array that penetrates heaven and earth, use the laws of the Heavenly Dao to control the cultivators of the world, and let the cultivation world multiply endlessly.”

“Then I will start with the simplest one-grade great array, find ways to learn and set up the first one-grade great array, exterminate the evil on one side, and protect the peace of one immortal city!”

Mo Hua suddenly enlightened, his expression gradually firm, his gaze bright as stars.

He lay in the courtyard, his hand reaching towards the sky.

His small hand seemed to want to grasp the whole sky.

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