Asking about longevity

Scarface was pretending to die, but unexpectedly, he was hit by Mo Hua with a stick, and he couldn't help but groan in pain.

But he was seriously injured by the third master's claw and his breath was weak. Facing Mo Hua, he had no power to resist. Even if Mo Hua was hit by Mo Hua's blow, he could only endure it.

"Kid, how did you figure it out?"

Scarface said reluctantly, but at the same time he was puzzled.

His Turtle Breathing Technique, which allows you to hold your breath and fake death, was stolen from an old evil cultivator.

The old evil cultivator relied on this magic to save his life from danger and survived many times. Only then could he live to old age.

This Turtle Breathing Technique is quite remote, and few monks can see the flaw. Even the Third Master did not notice it for a while.

He couldn't understand why he could tell that this kid was pretending to be dead because he was young and not very experienced.

Mo Hua snorted coldly, but didn't want to answer him.

His consciousness has now broken through the limits, and he already has the consciousness of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Although the spiritual energy flowing through Scarface's body was slow, it was not stagnant. Some of the subtle spiritual energy flowing through Mo Hua's consciousness was clearly visible, so he couldn't be deceived.

And he is a demon hunter.

The compulsory lesson for a monster hunter is to see through monsters cheating to death. How could he be fooled by Scarface's crude turtle breath method?

As for the third boss.

He didn't see through Scarface's fake death, firstly because he was focused on Mo Hua and neglected to perceive;

The second is that he is confident in his own cultivation and feels that if he does it himself, Scarface will definitely die.

The most important thing is that he is not a demon hunter and has no experience in seeing through fake deaths.

Mo Hua did not answer Scarface's words, but raised the Thousand Crux Staff, activated the formation, and broke Scarface's limbs one by one.

Scarface was in agony and said hatefully:

"Little devil, you and I have no grievances, so why do we have to kill them all?"

"No injustice or enmity?" Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and hit him with the stick again:

"What grudges do you have between the women you harvested to death and the monks you slashed to death? Don't you just kill them all?"

The scarred face sneered in pain, "Whether I am collecting supplements or killing people, what does it have to do with you?"

"Guess it."

Scarface's eyelids twitched. This kid spoke irrationally. It was impossible to guess what he was thinking and what he was going to do. He couldn't even feel the murderous intention.

But he knew in his heart that this kid was definitely going to kill him!

Why?

He should have never met this kid before and had no grudge against him.

Scarface couldn't understand, gritted his teeth and said:

"Exactly where did I offend you? Tell me clearly and let me die in peace."

"I like to make people die inexplicably, so as to save trouble." Mo Hua said.

His expression of indifference left Scarface helpless.

Scarface's thoughts changed rapidly, and he suddenly sneered: "You don't want to act chivalrously and fight injustice, do you?"

Mo Hua ignored him and started thinking about something.

Scarface mocked: "This world of cultivation is based on the jungle. You are so naive and childish. You will not survive in the world of cultivation. Sooner or later, you will die without a burial place..."

Mo Hua saw that he was still chattering on the verge of death, so he slapped him in the face again.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then took out a large handful of cordyceps from the storage bag, squeezed out the grass juice, and dripped it on Scarface, while continuing:

"The law of the jungle is just a lie..."

“When you are a strong person and want to oppress the weak, you will say ‘the weak eat the strong’; when you are a weak and are oppressed by the strong, you will say ‘the law of heaven is supreme’.

"In the final analysis, they are all selfish excuses."

After Mo Hua finished twisting the grass juice, he threw all the remaining monster grass on Scarface and said:

"And now, you are the one who dies without a burial place..."

Scarface smelled a fishy smell on his body and said in panic: "What are you going to do?"

Mo Hua said: "This is the monster grass. It smells fishy and will attract monsters to eat you."

"Didn't you say 'the weak are eaten by the strong'? Let me let you experience what it feels like as a weak person to be 'eaten by the strong'. Let's see if you will say that again in the future..."

Scarface looked horrified.

"Oh, right." Mo Hua thought for a moment and said suddenly, "I'm afraid you have no future... Then let's go to the next life. If you can be reincarnated as a human being in the next life."

Scar's face was filled with tears, "You little brat, you have such a vicious heart!"

"Vicious?"

Mo Hua snorted coldly: "When you harm others, you don't feel that you are evil. When others harm you, you blame others for being evil. It's wrong to favor one over the other."

Scarface knew that he was about to die, and he felt fear in his heart. He rolled his eyes and said softly:

"Little brother... no, little Taoist, let me go, I will definitely change in the future."

"Change what?"

Mo Hua began to draw formations on the ground while responding casually.

"From now on, I will do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and I will not practice evil deeds or do evil things!" Scarface said hurriedly.

"Really?"

"If you violate this oath, there will be thunder and lightning!" Scarface vowed.

The ink painting showed hesitation: "Seriously?"

When Scarface saw this, he thought things were turning around and immediately said:

"Seriously! I will definitely eat fast and do good deeds from now on, and I will not do anything that goes against the laws of heaven."

Mo Hua thought for a moment, nodded and said happily: "If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good."

Scarface was overjoyed, "Then can you let me live?"

Mo Hua smiled brilliantly and said, "No."

Scarface was stunned.

"I lied to you. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is no such thing as good. This is bullshit. How can mistakes be so easy to correct? Even dogs can't change and eat shit."

Scarface was furious.

This kid is playing a trick on himself!

He struggled to get up, but suddenly found that at some point, the kid had set up a formation around him, locking him to death on the spot.

This kid was talking nonsense with him, and it turned out that he was trying to dispel his vigilance so that he could set up a formation so that he could not struggle and die completely!

Now the little bit of spiritual power he finally recovered was completely useless.

As long as the monster comes over, he will definitely die!

The scarred face was filled with despair, staring at the ink painting with a ferocious and resentful expression:

"You little beast, even if you are a ghost, I will never let you go!"

The ink painting fell on deaf ears.

The real green-faced kid has been "eaten" by him. Are you still afraid of this fake ghost who made a wish to be a ghost but actually can't be a human?

Scarface wanted to scold him again, but Mo Hua had already finished what he was doing and had no patience to talk nonsense with him.

"Then remember it..."

Mo Hua, carrying the Qianjun stick, walked to Scarface and said condescendingly:

"If you were a human being, I would make you die without a body intact. If you were a ghost, I would still make you lose your soul!"

"Just wait and die in peace!"

After saying that, without waiting for Scarface to say anything, Mo Hua raised the Qianjun stick and slammed it down again.

The stick was thrown with all its strength, and it was so powerful that Scarface was completely knocked unconscious.

Mo Hua put away the Qianjun stick and nodded slightly.

Scarface fainted. When he wakes up, he will probably be able to see himself being eaten by monsters and truly experience "the law of the jungle".

Mo Hua was afraid that he would scream, so he knocked him unconscious, which was to prevent him from suffering the pain before death.

After all, the waiting before death is the most painful.

Mo Hua considered it "kindly".

After doing these things, Mo Hua sighed again, feeling a little depressed again.

He thought again of the woman who committed suicide in the night.

The living were tortured so much that even the thought of death was a luxury.

He now wanted Scarface to experience the torture and despair that the woman suffered before she died.

But his realm is low and his cultivation is limited, so that's all he can do at the moment.

Not far away, there were already several nocturnal monsters. Smelling the rotten smell of the monster grass and the smell of human blood, they rushed towards the woods with greedy eyes.

Mo Hua's spiritual sense had already discovered these monster beasts.

He calmly used the Stealth Technique to hide himself. At the same time, he used the Water Step to find a direction where there were no monsters or three masters and he galloped away.

After staying in Heishanzhai for so long and experiencing so many twists and turns, now that he has finished everything, he can finally go home.

And he no longer has to worry about anything along the way.

I peeked through the visualization diagram, ate the green-faced ghost, and refined my spiritual thoughts.

Now Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of building a foundation. No one in this deep mountain can see through his concealment skills.

As long as you leave Heishan Village, you will be a fish in the sea.

It would be impossible for these evil cultivators to find him again.