Asking about longevity

"Life Pill?"

This was the first time Mo Hua heard this word, so he asked: "Can it prolong life?"

Zhang Lan thought: "It can be said to prolong life, but it does not prolong life.

Elder Yu and others looked at each other, a little confused.

Mo Hua then said: "Uncle Zhang, stop being so secretive."

Zhang Lan was startled, thought for a moment, and then asked Mo Hua: "What is the most important thing for a monk?"

"Cultivation?" Mo Hua thought for a moment and replied.

"No." Zhang Lan shook his head, "Cultivation is the foundation of a monk, but more importantly, it is longevity. Only with longevity can we pursue cultivation and find immortality."

"The so-called longevity is actually the ultimate eternal longevity."

Mo Hua understood, "To put it simply, no matter what a person does, he must live first. Without life, there will naturally be nothing left."

"You are right to think so." Zhang Lan said, "No matter how powerful a monk is, he must stay alive first. Without longevity, he cannot survive. Even if his cultivation reaches the heavens and the earth, he will inevitably die."

Mo Hua said: "So the monks will try their best to prolong their lives?"

Zhang Lan nodded and said: "The idea of ​​prolonging life is actually wrong. Heaven has its own destiny, and monks have their destiny. When the end is approaching, life span will be exhausted, and death will be inevitable no matter what."

"But some pills or exercises can indeed prolong life..." Mo Hua said doubtfully.

Although I have never seen the elixirs or exercises that "prolong life" in ink paintings with my own eyes, they are often recorded in Taoist classics, so they are nothing new.

"That's why I say that these so-called 'life extensions' are not really 'life extensions'." Zhang Lan said.

Mo Hua listened carefully and waited for Zhang Lan to continue.

Zhang Lan looked solemn and continued:

"A monk who is about to die cannot extend his life. This is a limitation of heaven. What monks call longevity usually involves two situations."

"One is to use exercises or elixirs to regulate the body and meridians, remove redundancies, eradicate diseases, and extend life."

"But in this case, the monk himself has not yet reached his end, and his lifespan has not been exhausted. The lifespan extended by this kind of longevity is the monk's own, so it cannot be said to extend his life."

"And once the time for a monk really approaches, he will definitely die due to the limitations of heaven. If he wants to avoid death, he can only go to the devil's heretic path, practice various forbidden techniques, and refine various forbidden pills."

"Human Life Pill is one of the forbidden pills."

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and asked, "Do you need to kill many people to refine the Life Pill?"

Zhang Lan nodded, "The pill of longevity is difficult to refine and will kill many people."

"Refining a human elixir to extend one's life is equivalent to putting a person into an elixir and borrowing one's life from others. However, this kind of thing that goes against the laws of heaven is extremely difficult and may take a lot of effort. One person can only borrow a little life, which requires a lot of accumulation. Chengduo, kill a lot of people and prolong his own life..."

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he gradually figured it out:

"The way of man is to exploit others to benefit oneself..."

"When families and aristocratic families are powerful, they exploit spiritual stones; Taoists are dominant, and they exploit power; evil heretics are more cruel, there are those who drink blood, and they exploit blood; there are those who suck souls, and they exploit spiritual power; And refining this life elixir is directly exploiting people's lives..."

Zhang Lan was horrified when he heard this and said, "Who told you this?"

Mo Hua scratched his head, "Isn't that so?"

Zhang Lan wanted to say no, but he vaguely felt that this was indeed the case, but for a moment, it was difficult to clear his mind.

Elder Yu was also slightly shocked and couldn't help but look at Mo Shan.

Mo Shan shook his head, he didn't mean it was me who taught him, and he didn't know why Mo Hua could say these words.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked Zhang Lan:

"If it is really a human elixir, is this elixir refined for the master?"

Zhang Lan was still frowning, thinking about Mo Hua's words. Only then did he remember that the most important thing at the moment was the affairs of Heishan Village, and he speculated:

"The big master is a Foundation Establishment monk. The lifespan of a monk in the early stage of Foundation Establishment is only three hundred years. The lifespan of the middle and later stages is longer, but it is only four hundred years. After calculation, the big master is probably approaching his end, so he is here. Deep in the Black Mountain, build a fortress, snare evil cultivators, kill people and steal goods, make elixirs to survive..."

"These behaviors are all prohibited by the Law of Tao," Mo Hua said.

"Yes, it's basically a major crime of beheading, hanging, or even strangulation."

Zhang Lan sighed, but his expression became more relaxed, "Refining the Human Pill is a matter of great anger and resentment. Once reported, the Taoist court will definitely take it very seriously and will dispatch Taoist soldiers to kill all these evil cultivators!"

Elder Yu and everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

If this is the case, annihilating Black Mountain Stronghold will not be so difficult.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked again:

"This group of evil cultivators are so low-key, are they also afraid that their deeds will be exposed, alert the Taoist court, and be surrounded by Taoist soldiers?"

Zhang Lan thought for a moment and nodded, "It's very possible, but..."

Then Zhang Lan thought of another question and asked Mo Hua:

"The alchemy room for refining human elixirs is a top secret, and the alchemy room for refining human elixirs is a forbidden area. These cannot be known to outsiders. How did you get in?"

Elder Yu and others looked at the ink painting curiously.

"It's nothing. I just sneaked in while the third master was out."

Mo Hua puts it lightly.

"Then what?"

Zhang Lan asked again, knowing that this matter was by no means that simple.

"Then I was delayed for something and was bumped into by the Third Master..."

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, Mo Shan's heart trembled even more, and he looked worried.

"You were caught by a foundation-building evil cultivator, and how could you come out alive?" Zhang Lan said in shock, "How on earth did you come out?"

"The third master sent me out." Mo Hua said.

Zhang Lan didn't believe it: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mo Hua said: "Really."

Zhang Lan said: "Is he out of his mind?"

"My brain is not bad, but I may have misunderstood because of my misunderstanding."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

"You misunderstood me as an old monster who stole my body."

"Seize the body?" Zhang Lan was surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Mo Hua tried his best to behave modestly, but he still couldn't help but said proudly:

"Maybe it's because I have strong spiritual consciousness."

Zhang Lan was startled, "I know your consciousness is strong, but it's not that..."

As he spoke, Zhang Lan's consciousness suddenly moved, his expression changed suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "Your consciousness..."

When Elder Yu heard this, he also released his spiritual consciousness. After a moment, his eyes widened and he stood up suddenly.

He hadn't noticed it until now, and it wasn't until he mentioned his spiritual consciousness that he let go of his spiritual consciousness and took a peek at the ink painting.

But after just peeping for a moment, he couldn't sit still.

In the perception of spiritual consciousness, the whole body of the ink painting is hazy and the breath is vague. It is impossible to see the reality at all, and it is impossible to understand the reality.

The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the more obscure it becomes.

This shows that Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is already strong enough to rival his, or even hinder his perception!

But how is this possible? He builds the foundation, but Mo Hua refines Qi! This has broken through his common sense of monasticism...

Elder Yu looked a little horrified, "Your consciousness..."

Mo Hua scratched his head and said embarrassedly:

"My cultivation is Qi refining, but my spiritual consciousness has already been established first..."

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and for a moment, there was deathly silence in the room.

At the same time, deep in the mountains.

The Third Master also murmured: "Refining Qi and cultivating one's spiritual power, building the foundation of spiritual consciousness, how is this possible..."

He realized something was wrong.

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