Asking about longevity

Scanned by Mo Hua's gaze, all the demons and evil spirits were shaken to pieces.

They are afraid of being "eaten".

The color of the black water is also a bit lighter. It seems that after all the effort, the pig-headed demon that was "given birth" was eaten, which damaged its vitality.

In the black water, there was a strong anger.

It seems that no one has ever dared to be so disrespectful to it.

What's more, this person is still a childish, inexperienced brat.

But at the same time, it also felt deep fear in its heart.

Although eating this kid will be a great supplement.

But if you expend too much effort and damage the origin of the God Lord, you will lose more than you gain...

With a thought in his mind, Mo Hua seemed to have noticed that this pool of "black water" had begun to retreat. With a blink of his eyes and an idea, he straightened his chest and raised his head, making a very arrogant look.

Mo Hua's eyes were full of contempt.

At the same time, he licked his lips provocatively.

It seems that this mass of black water is regarded as a "snack".

Heishui was stunned for a moment, and then began to tremble violently, as if he was very angry at Mo Hua.

In the black water, stronger murderous intent was also heard.

This time it didn't hold back.

The majesty of the Lord God is inviolable.

The dignity of God cannot be insulted.

It wants to "eat" this little ghost who is half-stepped into the womb of a god, and offer the most delicious and pious sacrifice for the god's awakening!

The sea of ​​​​consciousness in the ink painting suddenly became cold, and the filthy black water spread, making the ground dirty.

The black water swelled and turned into black mist, surging and churning.

After a while, the black mist dissipated, and there were many demons and ghosts inside, all of them hideous, deformed and ugly.

And on their chests, there is a mass of black water, like a heart, trembling slightly, with evil and filthy black energy as blood, strengthening the power of demons.

This time the black water hatched more monsters, and they were obviously stronger.

Before Mo Hua could react, the demons and ghosts went crazy and attacked him. It seemed they didn't want to give Mo Hua any chance to resist, and wanted to tear Mo Hua into pieces and devour him alive.

Mo Hua frowned, and started as before, dodging with the Water Step and sneaking attacks with his small fists, occasionally using Water Prison to control, or using Fireball to finish.

But these monsters are obviously stronger.

With one punch, he could only beat the demon until its bones were broken, its appearance disfigured, or it was disabled, but it could not explode.

But the demon's arrogance is even more arrogant.

They are not afraid of death or pain. They fight for their lives and just want to gnaw a piece of meat from Mo Hua.

After playing for a while, Mo Hua felt a little tired and his hands and feet were a little sore, so he could only sigh.

"Physical training is so tiring..."

It was refreshing, but it also became a bit boring after playing for a long time.

Mo Hua punched a horse-faced demon and twisted its face; he kicked a wolf demon's waist with his backhand; he picked up the horns of a bull demon with his backhand and swung it hard, overwhelming a large number of demons... …

Obtaining this gap, Mo Hua tapped his feet on the ground, took a few steps back, and opened the distance.

"I'm tired of playing..."

Mo Hua said lightly, then spread his arms and his pupils turned black instantly.

The aura on his body instantly changed from innocent and clear to deep and eerie.

A series of dark and strange textures emerged from his body, densely woven, and condensed into an ink Taoist robe, draped around his body.

The demons suddenly changed color.

In the black water, a shrill roar came out, and after twisting, it turned into intermittent frightened voices:

"Heavenly secrets and tricks?!"

"Who are you……"

"sly……"

"...Who on earth is he?!"

Mo Hua was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his spiritual consciousness was pushed to the extreme. There were many strange shadows in his eyes, and there were dense lines on the Taoist robe.

His consciousness slanted out, and in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, it instantly formed a huge formation at an extremely fast speed, covering all the demons and monsters.

"Lishan Cremation Array!"

This was something Mo Hua tinkered with in his spare time. On top of a second-grade primary level building, the Five Elements and Bagua are in harmony. The Fire of the Five Elements and the Bagua Lihuo are co-produced. The enemy is trapped by the Bagua Gen Mountain in a trap-and-kill resumption formation.

This complex formation was constructed by Mo Hua after being guided by Mr.

This formation is difficult.

In reality, there are various limitations.

It is very difficult to draw the current state of spiritual consciousness with ink.

But in the sea of ​​​​his own consciousness, the spiritual thoughts of Mo Hua are unrestrained, and the manifested formations can be done as they please and unscrupulously.

Mo Hua wants to use this set of complex formations to "stew" all the monsters and ghosts in one pot so that he can "eat" full.

The moment the formation was formed, Heishui noticed a trace of great terror.

It didn't expect that even though it just wanted to make a tooth sacrifice, it could actually encounter a monster that could instantly form a formation through trickery and have the appearance of a half-step divine fetus!

But it's too late.

Mo Hua's eyes showed murderous intent, he held his little hand and said crisply:

"kill!"

In an instant, the Lishan cremation complex was launched.

The rocks where the spiritual thoughts are manifested are bulging and intertwined, forming a rock dungeon, trapping all the demons.

Then the fire of the five elements surged, and the Bagua Li fire covered the top. The two intertwined, like lava, flowing between the rocks.

The entire complex is like an erupting volcano.

Demons and ghosts were trapped in the volcano, burned by the flames, and swallowed by the lava.

Every inch of their flesh and skin was burnt black and turned into ashes.

In the boundless hell, countless deformed and ferocious demons held their heads and screamed, howling in pain.

The black water as the "embryo" was also incinerated by the flames, evaporating and turning into black mist.

It was then further refined by Lihuo to form Baiqing Qi.

Mo Hua was sitting on top of the Lishan Cremation Complex. From a high position, he watched countless monsters and all kinds of ghosts wail in pain in the formation and turned into black ashes. He couldn't help but nodded.

"The formation is still useful..."

"Physical training is too stupid."

Occasionally moving his fists and feet to stretch his "muscles" is okay for fun, but relying on his unstructured three-legged cat's martial arts to slay demons and demons is still too inefficient.

Mo Hua sat down cross-legged.

He wants to "eat"!

The Lishan Cremation Array burns and kills demons, and at the same time, these demons are purified of their demonic aura and refined into white aura.

Mo Hua sat next to him, "roasting" and "eating" at the same time.

Wisp by bit, the spiritual thoughts entered his belly, constantly strengthening the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting.

But after the ink painting was "eaten", his spiritual realm was still at the fifteen lines. Although it was much deeper, there was still no breakthrough.

The Lishan Cremation Array gradually disappeared after burying these demons.

All the demons were slaughtered.

All the black water was evaporated.

Only one remains...

It seems to have been hidden in the deepest part of the black water, wrapped in the black water, leaving no trace.

But now that the demon has been slaughtered and the black water has been burned, it has to show its true form.

This is a...

Mo Hua squinted his eyes and asked, "Sheep head?"

With a human face of white bones and ferocious ram horns, he looks small in size, which is the height of an average adult monk, but is much shorter than those monsters.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "What are you?"

The demon with a bone face and ram's horns was furious when he heard this and roared something unknown. Seeing the confusion on Mo Hua's face, it changed into a lame and ghastly human voice:

"Rude brat!"

"Kill some god slaves and monsters, and think you're great!"

"I serve as the Lord of God..."

"You have offended the Lord of God and deserve to die. If you kneel down and beg for mercy and convert to my Lord, I may grant you grace and forgiveness..."

Ink Hua flashed forward, approached it, clenched his fist, and punched it in the face.

The demon had no resistance and was directly punched away by Mo Hua. It fell to the ground like a torn sack and rolled several times before struggling to escape.

Mo Hua stretched out his right hand, formed a golden pattern, locked it, and then made a move with his small hand.

The golden chain dragged the demon to the ink painting.

Mo Hua punched it again and knocked it away, then pulled it back and knocked it away again...

After doing this three or four times, the demon was beaten to the ground.

Mo Hua stepped forward and stepped on it, with a puzzled look on his face, "You seem to be an idiot? Don't you understand what's happening now?"

He is already so strong.

The demon sons and grandsons it hatched were all cremated by him using formations, roasted and eaten.

Why is this monster so arrogant without even a wink?

Mo Hua kicked it and asked:

"What is the worship of the Lord of God? Is it an evil lackey?"

"Lord God, what is this thing? Is it an evil god?"

The bone-faced ram-horned demon was furious, "Insult the Lord God, you..."

It wanted to curse "You deserve to die", but when it saw Mo Hua raising his little fist with a "ferocious" look on his face, he didn't dare to curse.

Mo Hua looked at the demon and touched his chin, a little confused, "You seem...not afraid of death?"

The demon sneered:

"It is a supreme honor to devote oneself to the Lord of God, and..."

The demon's voice is crazy and his eyes are crazy:

"I serve the God Lord. I am protected by the God Lord, and my divine thoughts are immortal. You can bully me and humiliate me, you can beat me and hurt me, but you can never kill me!"

"If the Lord God is immortal, I will not die!"

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then he realized that he had just punched the bone-faced ram's horn many times, and there were no cracks in its bones, nor was its horn broken.

As for the Lishan Cremation Array, although it burned its black water, it did not harm it at all.

"Strange……"

Mo Hua's gaze was like a torch, sizing up the monster.

Even though the demon sounded arrogant, he still felt frightened when Mo Hua stared at him like this.

Suddenly Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Sheep horns!"

He reached out and touched the goat's horn on the demon's head, and then tried to break it off, only to find that it kept breaking off.

After taking a closer look, Mo Hua's expression was shocked.

"Really..."

Ordinary spiritual thoughts are essentially like fog.

The spiritual thoughts in ink paintings are as condensed as mercury.

And this demon's horns, no, not only the horns, but the entire skull, are similar to the "real thing" and extremely strong.

"From fiction to reality..."

Mo Hua was shocked.

His expression was seen by the demon. The demon was extremely proud and sneered: "You know the Lord of God...what are you going to do??!"

Before it finished speaking, Mo Hua opened his mouth and bit the "goat's horn".

It's a pity that I didn't eat it.

Mo Hua beat the horns a few more times and found that he didn't understand...

"Sure enough, he is a tough guy..."

Mo Hua muttered.

The demon sneered: "It's good if you know..."

But Mo Hua became competitive. He had to smash this bone today.

Make soup from big bones to strengthen your body!

If you chew this hard bone, wouldn't your consciousness become stronger?

Maybe it can directly break through the sixteen lines, or even get close to the seventeen lines?

Mo Hua's eyes showed excitement, and then under the horrified gaze of the demon, Mo Hua used all kinds of methods, first using formations, then using spells, and then beating randomly with his small fists.

But no matter what, this ram's horn skull is not broken at all.

Mo Hua's brows wrinkled more and more tightly.

The demon gradually relaxed.

"Sure enough! The Divine Lord's blessing is unbreakable!"

Even this little monster, who can be called a monster, can't help himself.

While the ram-horned demon was being tortured by the ink painting, he felt proud of his piety and the blessing given to him by the god.

It sneered, "Don't bother, you are a young brat, like a dog, how do you know the power of the Lord of the Wilderness?"

Mo Hua was a little angry.

He frowned, then suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"I'll show you something good."

The demon was startled, even if he beat it to death, he wouldn't believe that Mo Hua would really show it something "good".

The demon snorted coldly, "Don't play any tricks. In front of the God Lord, everything..."

But Mo Hua ignored it at all. Before it could finish speaking, he picked up the back of its neck and dragged it to the Taoist monument.

At this time, it is past the time of the child, and the Taoist monument can already be revealed.

Mo Hua pressed the demon's head on the Taoist monument and ordered:

"Take a look."

Although the demon didn't think that there was anything that could break the divine master's blessing, he still had lingering fears about the ink paintings, so he still closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look at anything.

Mo Hua thought for a while and said:

"Your Divine Lord is a rat, sneaky, sneaky, shameless, and shameless..."

"If anything happens, just hide behind and act like a coward."

"No, you said it hasn't woken up yet, so it's probably dormant..."

"Live this long..."

"A thousand-year-old bastard and a thousand-year-old turtle, are you, the God Lord, a bastard or a turtle?"

Sheep Jiao was so angry that she was shaking all over. Under Mo Hua's "sweet words", it finally couldn't bear it any longer.

It opened its eyes suddenly and froze immediately.

In front of its eyes, there was a scarlet, dead formation.

The anger in the horned demon's heart dissipated instantly, and boundless fear surged into his heart.

Tribulation thunder...

Tribulation thunder? ? !

It opened its eyes in disbelief.

What kind of monster is this kid? !

How could the Tribulation Thunder be sealed in his sea of ​​consciousness? !

"you?!"

Before Yangjiao Fengxing finished speaking, he saw a slight flash of thunder patterns, revealing only a trace of breath, and derived a weak thunder current, which instantly wiped out its consciousness.

At the same time, its "indestructible" horns were protected by the Lord of the Wilderness, and any thoughts of "immortality" were instantly obliterated.

There were cracks on the horned skull.

Mo Hua quickly took it away from Lei Wen and broke it into pieces easily with his hands. From the skull, a trace of light golden liquid spiritual thought flowed out...

Mo Hua was startled, "This is...bone marrow?!"

Pale golden marrow!

Mo Hua stared at the "bone marrow" and hesitated for a long time, but couldn't hold it back anymore. He dipped a little of it with his index finger, put it in his mouth and licked it.

No taste.

But it tastes good...

The spiritual thought contained in it is not strong, but after eating it, there is a very mysterious feeling.

It seems that from then on, he is completely different from all living beings in the world.

He is a god who resides above the nine heavens. His power is overwhelming and he overlooks all living beings.

And all living beings in this world are all ants and cud dogs.

They are my own three animal sacrifices...

Mo Hua quickly shook his little head, putting this absurd and weird idea behind him, and then looked at himself carefully.

Only then did he realize that his spiritual body had, at some point, a trace of light golden blood.

Although it was very faint, it was so faint that only he could notice it.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Could this golden bone marrow be the true 'divine' thought?"

Could this "blood of divine thoughts" come from the "God Lord" mentioned by these monsters, the so-called "Lord of the Wilderness"?

Why are these demons pestering Yu'er?

They...want to use Yu'er as a sacrifice?

Mo Hua's eyes darkened slightly.

Somehow, he always felt that there was a big conspiracy shrouding Yu'er, Shangguan's family, and even the entire Qianzhou...

But what exactly it was, he was still confused.

"That's all, just take it one step at a time..."

Just do what you have to do well...

Adhering to the principle of "no waste", Mo Hua drank up all the remaining pale gold "marrow".

Anyway, after being struck by the tribulation thunder, even if there was any spiritual thought of the "Desolate God" in this "bone marrow", it was wiped out, leaving only pure spiritual consciousness with some charm.

It’s a great tonic!

Mo Hua held the goat's horn skull, drank up the "marrow", and licked the corners of his mouth, feeling satisfied. There were also a few more traces of pale golden blood in his body.

So far, all the demons have been eaten dry and wiped out by him, and he has broken their bones and sucked out their marrow.

After "eating" full and "eating" well, and it was getting late, Mo Hua planned to go out.

…

Mo Hua withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that his body was covered with a soft blanket.

A gentle woman stood by her side with an anxious look on her face. She was Aunt Wan.

There were several elder-looking monks in the distance, arguing in low voices.

"It must be evil!"

"The dignified Gu family is guarded by so many great monks. Where can the evil spirits come from?"

"You do not understand……"

"The evil spirit is different from the evil spirit..."

An old man snorted coldly, "It's just a mystery. I've lived for hundreds of years, what haven't I encountered? Where could there be any 'invisible evil spirits'?"

"It's not that you can't see it, it's that your spiritual consciousness can't sense it..."

"Absurd! You still can't sense the golden elixir and the feathered consciousness?"

"Playing the harp to a cow, I can't explain to you..."

"...the secret of cause and effect..."

"Then this child..."

"Something went wrong in your practice..."

"What nonsense?"

"...It must be the invasion of evil spirits, which has damaged the sea of ​​consciousness and invaded the sanity. Look at his darkened hall, gloomy complexion, and unconsciousness. If he is not treated as soon as possible, he may be in trouble..."

Halfway through his words, the man suddenly choked.

Because he woke up after seeing Mo Hua...

Others were also stunned and speechless.

Only Wen Renwan, who looked worried, looked happy, "Mo Hua, are you okay..."

Mo Hua nodded, "It's okay."

Wen Renwan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice:

"You just..."

Mo Hua said: "I just had a nightmare. A group of monsters entered my dream and wanted to eat me, but they were no match for me. I killed them all!"

Wen Renwan looked complicated and didn't know what to say.

The elders next to them also had different expressions.

Some had expressionless faces and thought Mo Hua was talking in his sleep; some laughed and shook their heads, thinking that Mo Hua was talking "child talk"; and some had sneering faces and thought Mo Hua was talking nonsense.

No one thinks that what Mo Hua said is actually the truth...

Mo Hua saw their expressions and felt a little helpless.

There is no way, these days, no one believes the truth.

Wen Renwan was still worried and said:

"Are you...really okay..."

Mo Hua smiled, "Don't worry, Aunt Wan, and..."

He turned his head and looked at Yu'er who was lying on the bed with her brows relaxed and her expression peaceful, and said softly:

"...Yu'er also had a good sleep..."

Wen Renwan was startled, and then he looked at Yu'er, with a gentle expression, as gentle as water, and the stone that had been hanging in his heart fell gently.

"Yes, Yu'er finally... had a good sleep..."

She looked at the ink painting again with grateful eyes.

Everyone still stayed by Yu'er's side.

The matter of Mo Hua was a near miss, but they couldn't figure it out, so they stopped asking.

There were only a few elders looking at the ink paintings, their eyes focused and thoughtful.

The sky is getting brighter, and the morning glow is filling the sky, spilling in from the window.

Yu'er slowly opened her eyes, her eyes a little hazy, then she remembered something and immediately turned her head, and saw that Mo Hua was indeed by his side.

A bright smile appeared on Yu'er's face.

Mo Hua also smiled gently.

…

Yu'er slept peacefully for a night, her complexion was much better, and she had an appetite to eat. After only eating a few mouthfuls, she looked up at the ink painting, then narrowed her eyes and smiled.

It seems that being by Mo Hua's side makes me feel more at ease.

Mo Hua did not draw the formations, but took time out to play with Yu'er for most of the day.

At night, Mo Hua stayed by Yu'er's side again.

It was a calm night.

Mo Hua is relieved but also a little regretful.

Rest assured, Yu'er can have a good sleep again.

Unfortunately, the "ration" of my spiritual consciousness is gone...

As for Xiao Yu'er, after another good night's sleep, her energy became better and better, and her face was no longer so pale.

But the next day, Mo Hua was going back to the sect.

The ten-day break is only two days in total.

Yu'er drooped her little head, a little reluctant to leave, and kept sending the ink paintings to the door.

Mo Hua promised him that he would visit him again when he had time, which made Yu'er feel happier.

Wen Renwan gave Mo Hua a lot of delicious food, as well as some calligraphy and pen and ink to express his gratitude, but he seemed to have something on his mind. He hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Ink painting..."

But she didn't know what to say.

Mo Hua knew what Wen Renwan was worried about, so he smiled and said:

"Aunt Wan, if Yu'er has nightmares again, I'll come and see him again..."

Wen Renwan was startled for a moment, then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ink painting with even more grateful eyes.

…

Afterwards, Mo Hua rode the Gu family's carriage back to Taixu Gate.

After returning to the sect, he spent two days refining and absorbing a group of demons, ghosts, and the evil thoughts pursued by the ram's horn.

I meditated again and strengthened my Taoist mind.

Mo Hua's consciousness finally broke through and reached the sixteenth level!

The sixteen lines are the ultimate spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building.

The seventeen lines are the spiritual consciousness in the later stage of foundation building.

There is a thick barrier between the sixteenth and seventeenth lines, making it difficult to break through.

But Mo Hua is not in a hurry. His current state of spiritual consciousness is already very high and he can calm down a little.

When he reaches the realm of sixteen lines, he has enough spiritual consciousness to learn the second-grade sixteen lines "Beacon Fire Yuan Magnetic Array"!

But the problem now is that he doesn't have enough merits to change the formation.

"You have to work hard and earn more merits..."

Mo Hua went to ask Senior Sister Murong.

Murong Caiyun thought for a while and then said: "There is indeed a mission. It is not difficult and the merits are not too many. I estimate it is only about eighty points. If you want to go, you can go together."

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Senior Sister Murong!"

More than eighty points is not a lot.

Nothing is better than drawing a first-grade formation by yourself.

Murong Caiyun said gently: "The location of this mission is Bishan City outside the boundary of Qianxue Prefecture. The mountains there are steep and there are many mountains and rivers around..."

"I will send you the detailed map and mission information."

"If you have time, take a look at Taixu Ling for yourself..."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Bishan City...

After he returned, he looked at the mission information, looked through the map of Bishan City, and thought about what to prepare...

Looking at it, Mo Hua was suddenly startled.

He found that on the map, outside Bishan City, there was a barren mountain that looked familiar.

Mo Hua thought about it in his mind, and then realized that this barren mountain was actually the broken mountain of "Huangshan Jun".

The ruined temple of Huangshanjun, the desolate mountain god, is located on the top of this barren mountain.

"Xuanku Mountain..."

Mo Hua silently memorized the name of this mountain, and decided that after completing the task, he would take a trip to Xuanku Mountain and visit Huangshan Jun.

Regarding the true secret of turning Taixu Divine Mind into a sword, Huangshan Jun must be hiding something from him...

You have to ask yourself!

Thank you for the reward of Let’s Cultivate Together~

Yesterday I was supposed to let Xiao Mo Hua "eat" full, but he couldn't write anymore. Today I wanted to let Mo Hua "eat" better...

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