Asking about longevity

Feed the pigs?

Mo Hua was slightly stunned and slowly frowned.

He has been wandering around Heishanzhai for so long, and he can't remember where he saw pigs...

And what are these evil cultivators doing raising pigs?

It's impossible to raise pigs for meat...

What kind of pig is this pig?

Is it a monster?

For some reason, Mo Hua suddenly became particularly concerned.

He always felt that the word "feeding pigs" seemed particularly weird in Heishan Village.

"Would you like to take a look?"

Mo Hua raised his head and glanced at the sky. Night had just arrived and it was a little dark.

It was still early, so I went to take a look, and then sneaked back in the dark of the night.

We can't stay in this Black Village any longer.

Mo Hua had made up his mind, and then he hid his figure and followed the scarred face quietly.

The scar-faced man put Kong Sheng into a sack and carried it with one hand. As he walked, blood dripped all the way to the entrance of the back village.

Scarface pushed open the door and went in.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed and he frowned.

It turned out to be in Houzhai, no wonder he hadn't seen it before.

"Want to go in?"

The two evil cultivators of the Third and Fourth Houses live in the back village. The concealment of the ink paintings can hide their consciousness for a while, but if you are not careful, it can easily reveal flaws.

At this moment, he heard Scarface talking to another old evil cultivator:

"Is the Third Master here? I've brought something."

Kong Sheng's body was just a "thing", not even a human being.

Or maybe, in the eyes of evil cultivators, all the monks who died in Black Mountain Village are just "things" and cannot be counted as people.

The old evil cultivator said hoarsely: "The third master just left, and the fourth master is not here either, but the key is with me, and I will open the door for you.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then his eyes brightened slightly.

If the two leaders are not here, then he can enter the back village.

He had always wanted to know what was in the back village of Heishan Village, so he just happened to go in and take a look.

The old evil cultivator walked deeper with a scarred face, and finally stopped in front of a dark and heavy gate made of bronze, with animal faces and fangs.

The old evil cultivator took out a white skull from his arms and stuffed it into the beast's mouth of the bronze door.

Above the gate, the bloody formations lit up one by one, and the bloody red light flowed, gathered inward, and condensed at the beast's mouth.

Like blood flowing into the mouth of a monster.

The monster drank blood, opened its mouth, and the door suddenly opened.

Mo Hua's eyelids jumped as he looked at it.

This formation!

It is definitely not a normal Five Elements Formation, or other regular Taoist Formation.

But the real evil formation!

Those red lights are not demon blood, but human blood;

That skull is not a demon bone, but a human bone.

Learning evil formations and cultivating evil arts are both prohibited by Taoist decrees, and once discovered, they will be punished.

The gate is guarded by an evil formation, so what is behind the gate?

Will there be any real secrets of Black Mountain Village?

Mo Hua has long had doubts in his mind. Are these evil cultivators really just looking for a place to stay when they gather together?

The master built the Black Mountain Stronghold and summoned so many evil cultivators. Did he have other purposes?

Is this purpose hidden behind the door?

Mo Hua suddenly became nervous.

The old evil cultivator opened the door and said to Scarface: "Go in."

Scarface didn't seem to be here for the first time. He nodded, carried the sack, and entered the bronze door.

The old evil cultivator did not go in, but watched from the outside.

He is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining and cannot see through the ink painting's concealment technique.

As long as the foundation-building cultivators are not around, these evil cultivators in the Qi refining period will basically be "blind" in front of the ink painting.

Mo Hua first quietly released his consciousness and peered into the door.

There is only the aura of a living person named Scarface behind the door, and there are no other trap-like formations.

Mo Hua was a little relieved, and then when the old evil cultivator was not paying attention, he quietly entered the door without making any noise.

As soon as he entered the door, the smell of blood hit his face.

There was a faint mist of blood floating in the air, and there was a dull rotten stench and a disgusting smell.

Mo Hua was not surprised that there was such a smell behind the door.

This smell is everywhere in Heishanzhai, but it's stronger here.

What surprised Mo Hua was the layout and furnishings here.

A huge alchemy furnace was placed in front of the hall.

The alchemy furnace is white, as if it is made of bones.

A green will-o'-the-wisp was burning below, swaying strangely, and the flames were licking the alchemy furnace. There was something unknown inside the furnace, making a sizzling sound.

Various medicinal materials are also placed around, with strange shapes and colorful colors.

Some medicinal herbs even seem to be alive, with their stems wriggling strangely, their leaves folding and closing, and occasionally they even scream.

The whole room is like an alchemy room.

A bloody and strange alchemy room where no one knows what kind of elixir is being refined.

Just looking at the ink paintings makes me feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.

"What kind of elixir are these evil cultivators making?"

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

Suddenly, Scarface's voice was heard, "This pig is so disgusting!"

Mo Hua followed the sound and saw Scarface and a huge pig demon in front of him on the other side of the alchemy furnace.

This pig was as tall as four people, with red eyes, saliva like blood, and mottled blood marks all over its body.

It looked hideous, deformed, and weird.

Scarface is feeding Kong Sheng’s corpse to it.

The pig looked stupid and stupid, as if it only wanted to eat.

The ink painting was a little confused for a while.

Forget about making alchemy, why raise a pig in the alchemy room?

What is this pig used for?

Before he could figure it out, Mo Hua's heart suddenly jumped.

His consciousness sensed that someone was coming.

The person coming had a vague and mysterious aura, it was the third in command!

Mo Hua immediately used the passing water step, took three steps and two steps to turn over the beam, and lay down on the wide beam, holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to let out his breath.

After a moment, the third master walked in.

When Scarface saw the third master, he looked in awe and said respectfully: "The third master."

Seeing him feeding pigs, the Third Master nodded and said, "Go down."

"yes."

Scar respectfully said yes, bowed, and then left.

Only the third master and the ink painting secretly lying on the beam were left in the alchemy room.

Mo Hua lay on the beam, not daring to move. He couldn't help but think:

"Didn't the third boss go out? Why are they back again?"

Could it be that I just had something to do and I went out temporarily, but now that I'm done with my work, I'm back?

If the third master stays here all the time, will he not be able to get out?

Mo Hua felt a little cold in his heart.

After a while, there was no movement in the room. Mo Hua quietly stretched out his head and glanced down.

His eyes passed over the alchemy furnace, past the pig demon, and then saw the figure of the third master.

Mo Hua was startled and immediately looked away, burying his little head and not moving any more.

After a while, the Third Master seemed to have no reaction at all.

"He didn't notice my gaze?"

Mo Hua wondered in his heart.

He stretched out his head again, glanced at the third master secretly, and then quickly took it back.

The Third Master still showed no reaction.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then understood.

Of the two heads of Heishan Village, the fourth head does not have a strong sense of consciousness, but his senses are sharp. Even if he looks at him, he can instinctively detect it.

The third master is just the opposite. He has a strong sense of consciousness, but he does not have the sharp senses that are almost as sharp as those of a monster.

So when Mo Hua peeked at him, as long as it didn't contain any malice or murderous intent, he wouldn't notice it.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Just don't notice it.

Otherwise, your situation will be even more dangerous.

Then he was curious, what on earth was the third master doing in this alchemy room at such a late hour?

Mo Hua stuck out his little head again and looked at it quietly.

The Third Master was sitting on a futon, concentrating and meditating.

It was the same thing he always did.

The third master acted calmly and calmly.

But at this time, he didn't expect that in this impregnable black mountain stronghold, this mysterious blood-colored alchemy room, a young monk had sneaked into it.

At this moment, the little monk was sticking his little head out and peering at him curiously.

The third master meditated for a while, feeling that his mood was peaceful and his consciousness was clear, so he took out a drawing from his storage bag and spread it out in front of him.

The third master held the formula with his hands, sat cross-legged, drew pictures with his eyes, and meditated quietly.

The ink painting was separated by the beam, so you could only see what the Third Master was doing, but not the content of the painting.

Despite this, Mo Hua was still shocked.

Does the Third Master really have a visualization picture?

With his current appearance, could he be meditating on the visualization diagram? !