Asking about longevity

Mo Hua was shocked in his heart, and then slowly frowned:

"If this law is followed, doesn't it mean that within a realm, monks cannot fight against the great demon at all?"

The high-level monks were unable to intervene, and the low-level monks were unable to resist.

For a monk with a high level of cultivation like the Patriarch of the Qian family, he could rely on his strength in numbers, and the monks worked together to subdue him.

But facing a big monster like Feng Xi, it's useless to have more people. It will deplete the blood and energy, and it will replenish it after eating people.

The more people there are, the stronger the demon may be.

Zhang Lan let out a long sigh and said:

"'Within one realm, the great demon is invincible' is basically the consensus among cultivators. Otherwise, the Taoist court would not have the intention to move to the city. This is really a helpless and helpless move."

"But the big demon will eventually die." Mo Hua said.

Zhang Lan nodded, "That's natural. All things in the world are alive and dead. No matter how strong the monster is, it is just a monster, not a fairy. It will naturally die."

"How do big monsters usually die?" Mo Hua asked again.

Zhang Lan thought for a moment and replied:

"There are those who starve to death after eating a monk from one realm, some who have lived for thousands of years and die of aging, some who are obliterated by the laws of heaven after breaking through the realm in a daze, and some who are suppressed and killed by the combined efforts of their families and sects..."

"Work together to suppress the killing?" Mo Hua's expression changed.

"Don't think about this," Zhang Lan guessed what Mo Hua was thinking and gave up Mo Hua's idea:

"Families and sects that can suppress the great demon have been inherited for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. They have a profound foundation. The disciples of the sect have strong cultivation and have the support of the protective sect formation. Only then can the great demon be suppressed... Even so, your vitality will be severely damaged and you will pay a very heavy price."

"If the great demon had not appeared in their sect or in their territory, directly threatening the foundation of their orthodoxy, they would have no choice, otherwise they would not have had the guts to kill the great demon."

"There is no force in Tongxian City with such a foundation."

"Besides, this kind of thing is extremely difficult in itself. Even in the classics of aristocratic families and sects, there are very few similar records.

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

Sure enough, every method that can be thought of has been thought of by others, and every method that can be used has been used by others.

The Taoist court has been developing for more than 20,000 years, and there are countless talented people. Other monks are not fools. It is impossible for you to think of something that others can't think of.

But Mo Hua's doubts not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

"Then why do we need to give the state a product? If there is no product, wouldn't high-level monks be able to suppress the big demon?"

"On what basis is this product determined?"

"Why does our place have to be the second-level state boundary?"

"The rules of heaven are obliterated. What is the law of heaven specifically, what are the rules, and how were they obliterated?"

…

Mo Hua was very articulate and asked a series of questions like a barrage of questions.

Zhang Lan felt his scalp numb when he heard this.

Therefore, it is not a good thing for people to be too smart.

When people are smart, they have many problems, and when there are too many problems, they give people headaches.

When it comes to questions such as the coordination of the Taoist court, the division of Kyushu, and the pattern of heaven and earth, Zhang Lan can't answer it, and he can't just talk nonsense.

First, it will mislead the disciples and create fallacies in the monastic understanding of ink painting.

The second is that Mo Hua is no longer a novice in Taoism. He even knows much more about formations than he does. If he talks nonsense, it will be easy for Mo Hua to find flaws.

To know is to know, and to not know is to know. This is knowledge.

If you want to lose face, just lose it a little bit.

Zhang Lan could only say truthfully: "I don't know any of this..."

"Okay." Mo Hua felt a little regretful.

Although Zhang Lan came from a noble family, he still practiced Qi after all, so it was understandable that he didn't know.

It’s just that the ink painting is still a bit unwilling to give up:

"Is there really nothing we can do about the big demon?"

Zhang Lan patted his shoulder:

"Before the Dao of Heaven, monks are actually very insignificant. Monks seek the Dao all their lives, but the more they search, the more they realize that the Dao is so profound and unpredictable that human beings cannot see it clearly, and that the abnormal catastrophes of the Dao are beyond the power of human beings to contend with."

In other words, there is nothing we can do.

Mo Hua whispered: "Then we can only move to the city?"

Zhang Lan sighed: "In a few days, Daotingsi will discuss it again. If it doesn't work, we can only go to the wild land in the south."

But in fact, there is nothing to discuss, it’s just that no one can make this decision until the end.

After all, once you move to the city, you are leaving your hometown and being displaced, and the future is bleak.

Mo Hua felt unwilling and confused at the same time.

He wanted to figure this out.

The next day, he went to visit Mr. Zhuang.

"Sir, why are there big monsters, and why are state boundaries determined?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at Mo Hua silently, "Do you want to know?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a long time, and then said:

"I can tell you the cause and effect here, but you have to remember not to tell others, otherwise you will get into trouble."

Mo Hua looked serious and nodded.

Mr. Zhuang sighed slightly and said:

"Everything in the world originates from Tao."

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. Whether it is a great demon or a Dingpin, they are all things derived from the Tao."

"Disobeying the laws of heaven will bring about disasters, and there will be great monsters;"

"Only through the checks and balances of heaven and the division of nine states can we have the final product."

Mr. Zhuang spoke concisely and concisely.

Mo Hua frowned and thought carefully.

Mr. Zhuang further explained to him:

"The so-called great demon is a kind of disaster on the Dao. If a monk goes against the will of nature and violates the family relationship, disaster will breed."

"Disasters that go against the way of heaven are collectively called evil."

"And the great demon is a kind of evil."

"'Dao evil' is an internal saying in Daoting Qin Tianjian, and will not be mentioned to the outside world. Because Daoting believes that he is entrusted with the Tao, and if there is Dao evil in heaven and earth, it proves that Daoting is guilty and violates the way of heaven."

Mr. Zhuang looked seriously, looked at the ink painting and said:

"So these words can come out of my mouth and into your ears, but they must not be known to outsiders. Especially the word 'dao evil'."

Mo Hua looked solemn and nodded solemnly.

Then Mo Hua thought for a moment and said slowly:

"So that pig became a big demon because what the ancestor of the Qian family did and thought was harmful to nature and contrary to the way of heaven. That's why evil was born in the pig demon's body?"

After all, he had killed people for two to three hundred years, refined the Life-Shou Pill for more than two hundred years, and cultivated the Longevity-Huayuan Pill for more than a hundred years. He had committed countless murders.

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, "To put it simply, it is like this, but there are actually other people at work here. It would be better for you not to know now."

"Is he a weird Taoist?"

Mr. Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually became sharper, "Who did you listen to?"

"The ancestor of the Qian family and a young alchemist from the alchemy shop all mentioned a Taoist."

Mo Hua said truthfully, "The evil skills and the elixir for rejuvenating life and transforming life were given by a Taoist, but I don't know if the Taoist they are talking about is the same person."

Mr. Zhuang held Mo Hua's shoulders and said with a stern expression:

"Don't mention it, don't even think about it, forget about that Taoist."

Mo Hua wanted to ask why, but when he saw that Mr. Zhuang had never looked so solemn before, he nodded and agreed:

"Okay! Sir."

Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua has never seen anyone who can make Mr. Zhuang so fearful.

However, Mr. Zhuang refused to mention it, so he stopped thinking about it and asked other questions:

"Sir, what about the state-definition products?"

"What do you want to know?" Mr. Zhuang glanced at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua organized his thoughts and continued:

"Why does Daoting give the state a product?"

"If there is no final product, there will be no cultivation limit, and the Taoist court can send high-level monks to suppress the big demon, and it will not lead to the destruction of life within the state boundaries."

"What is the basis for Daoting's determination of products?" Mr. Zhuang asked rhetorically.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said: "The obliteration of the laws of heaven?"

Because if there is no forcible obliteration of the laws of heaven, even if the monks do not act according to the state boundary level, it will not have any impact.

The so-called state-definition products are in name only.

"What are the laws of heaven?" Mr. Zhuang asked.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment and whispered: "How do I know this..."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head slightly, "You know."

Mo Hua looked stunned, "I know?"

When did I know this? Why don’t I know...

Mo Hua frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly his heart skipped a beat and he said in surprise:

"Could it be...a formation?!"

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "Not bad."

"But... where is the formation?"

Mo Hua guessed it, but still couldn't figure it out.

Mr. Zhuang pointed to the sky, and Mo Hua couldn't help but look up. He saw that the sky was vast and boundless, with the sea of ​​clouds billowing, and it was infinitely mysterious.

"This day is a formation!" Mr. Zhuang said solemnly.

Mo Hua was so shaken that he couldn't help but lost his voice and said:

"This is... a formation?"

"That's right." Mr. Zhuang nodded and said with a deep look, "And it's not an ordinary formation. This is a grand formation, the most powerful formation known in the world!"

"The most powerful formation..." Mo Hua lost his mind and muttered, "Isn't that..."

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said: "The Great Innate Formation is the legendary Immortal Formation!"

Mo Hua was inexplicably shocked and could not speak for a long time.

Three feet above your head is the sky. It turns out that this sky is the most powerful formation in the world.

It turns out that the most powerful formation in the world has always been hanging in the sky, covering every inch of the cultivation world and covering every monk.

What a masterpiece this is...

Mo Hua looked up at the sky, feeling deeply his own insignificance and the infinity of the array.