Asking about longevity

"how is it like?"

"It looks like a cat. It was just born, only two or three feet long, and its patterns are not all there..." Aunt Jiang said.

"Can you give it to me? I'll buy it with spirit stones!" Mo Hua said quickly.

Aunt Jiang waved her hand, "If you want it, I can ask Uncle Chu to bring it to you tomorrow. You won't need the spirit stone."

Mo Hua insisted on giving the spirit stone.

Aunt Jiang was determined not to, "Sister Liu helped me too much, and you also helped our family draw formations. I can't ask for this spiritual stone for anything..."

People like Aunt Jiang who seem introverted and shy are sometimes the most stubborn.

Mo Hua had no choice but to agree not to give the spirit stone, but he wanted to tell his mother to pay Aunt Jiang more this month.

"But what do you want this monster to do? You can't keep a monster."

After a while, Aunt Jiang asked curiously.

All monsters are inherently malicious towards monks.

Some monsters eat meat and will hunt monks and devour their flesh and blood.

Even if some monsters do not eat meat, they will hunt down monks who are weaker than themselves, disembowel the monks, and then walk away.

Young monsters also have this nature, so they cannot be raised by monks.

Some monks in Tongxian City once raised monsters.

When the monster is young, it is fine, weak and unable to devour its owner. Once its wings grow, its body becomes stronger, and it tastes human blood, it will take the opportunity to kill its owner and devour its flesh and blood.

Many monks eventually died in the belly of monsters because they kept monsters as pets.

Jiang Yun thought that Mo Hua was young and didn't know the nature of monsters, so she worried: "It is very dangerous to raise monsters..."

"Aunt Jiang, don't worry, I'm not raising you." Mo Hua explained.

Jiang Yun nodded. Anyway, she would tell Mo Hua's parents when she brought the monster. Mo Shan was a monster hunter and was familiar with monsters, so there shouldn't be anything wrong.

The next day, Jiang Yun brought the cat demon.

This was Mo Hua's first time seeing a young monster, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The cat demon is thin and small, with wrinkled fur. The pattern is mainly white, mixed with mysterious lines, but because the body is stained with mud, the color of the fur looks very dull.

Although thin, the cat demon has sharp claws and two slender fangs on the side of its mouth. Its eyes are alert, but there is a wild ferocity hidden in them.

Mo Hua told his parents about the cat demon last night, so when Jiang Yun brought the cat demon today, Mo Shan stood aside.

The cat demon was locked in an iron cage with scratches on the bars.

It seemed that because Mo Shan was a demon hunter and his hands were stained with too much blood of demon beasts, the cat demon only lowered its head and did not dare to make any mistakes even though its eyes were fierce.

Mo Shan looked at the cat demon and frowned.

"Dad, what kind of monster is this? Is it a cat?" Mo Hua asked.

"It's too young to tell. The appearance of some monsters is so different between their juvenile and adult forms that it's hard to recognize them. But it looks like they are night cats or fluorescent cats." Mo Shan considered. said.

"Is the cat demon the fastest among the demon beasts?"

Mo Shan nodded and said: "Yes, cat monsters are not very strong physically, but their movements are quick and their movements are treacherous, so they are more difficult to deal with."

Mo Shan brought the cat demon in the iron cage to a wing of his home.

This wing was originally used to store sundries. Mo Hua said he wanted to use it, so Mo Shan temporarily vacated it.

Mo Hua told Mo Shan about his plan. He wanted to use monsters to practice his body skills.

Mo Shan was a little worried, but still agreed.

The cat demon is young and not very strong, so it is suitable for practicing body skills. Otherwise, if you face an adult demon beast directly in the future, you may be buried directly in the belly of the demon if you are not careful.

However, Mo Shan still warned: "Even young monsters have some innate demon powers that are very difficult to deal with, and their personalities are also extremely cunning, so they should not be taken lightly."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, took out a few pieces of beef and threw them to the cat demon.

The cat demon glanced at Mo Hua warily, sniffed the beef a few times, and then devoured it.

Uncle Chu caught the cat demon, but he thought he would kill it sooner or later, so he didn't feed it.

The cat demon ate beef and looked better.

"You practice it first, I'll watch from the side."

Mo Shan was still worried about Mo Hua's safety and stood aside and said.

Mo Hua gently opened the iron cage.

The moment the cage door opened, the eyes of the originally weak cat demon suddenly glowed fiercely, and suddenly disappeared from Mo Hua's eyes. When he reappeared, a pair of sharp claws came straight towards Mo Hua's eyes.

"As expected, he is cunning and ruthless!"

Mo Hua was secretly surprised, but all this was expected.

The fifth level of ink painting and qi refining, the spiritual consciousness is inherently different from ordinary people. The cat demon is young, and its strength is only at the early stage of the first level, so although its movements are ghostly and fast, in Mo Hua's consciousness, every move is clear.

Mo Hua raised his head and avoided the cat demon's claws.

The cat demon adjusted its posture while it was still in the air, and as soon as it landed on the ground, it rushed towards the ink painting like a sharp arrow.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, he put his hands on the ground, turned his body slightly in the air, and avoided the cat demon under him.

But then, the cat demon suddenly disappeared.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, his consciousness concentrated, and it took him two breaths to notice the breath behind him.

Mo Hua dodged sideways, but was still slow for a moment, and then a sharp claw drew a white light, tearing open Mo Hua's sleeve, bringing out a shallow streak of blood.

The cat demon landed on the ground and licked the blood drawn on its claws, its eyes even more fierce.

"Seeking death!" Mo Shan yelled angrily, holding his right hand emptyly, flames igniting, as if he was about to crush the cat demon to death.

"Dad!" Mo Hua stopped him quickly, "It's a minor injury, it's okay."

Mo Shan raised his hand in the air, shook his head and said: "This evil beast has already tasted human blood, and he can't keep it."

"Dad, I'll take care of him for just one month." Mo Hua insisted.

After all, young monsters are not easy to find. Generally, when a monk encounters a monster, whether it is a child or an adult, he will kill it directly.

Some monsters will even bite their own children to death to prevent them from falling into the hands of monks.

Mo Shan frowned for a moment, looked at Mo Hua's firm gaze, sighed, stopped his hand and said:

"Okay, let's take care of it for a month."

Then Mo Shan turned his head and looked at the cat demon, his eyes like swords, "But next time this cat demon hurts you again, I will crush it to death."

The cat demon took a photo of Mo Shan, huddled in the corner, shivering.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Dad, don't worry, I was just careless just now."

Then, Mo Hua said to the cat demon: "Be honest this month and practice your body skills with me. After one month, I will let you go."

After hearing this, Mo Shan couldn't help but said: "Hua'er, monsters can't understand human words."

"What if it understands?"

"Okay..." Mo Shan saw Mo Hua's child's character and didn't care.

"Wear the vine armor and be careful of the demonic beast's demonic talent. Also, within this month, if this cat demon shows signs of coveting human blood or losing control of its red eyes, it must be killed as soon as possible."

Mo Shan instructed again.

Mo Hua listened carefully, kept it in mind, and then nodded repeatedly.