Asking about longevity

But there is one more thing that Mo Hua is very concerned about.

According to what the old man from the fishing village said, there was once a monk with slender eyebrows and a sword on his back who entered the blood mist alone and came back safely, leaving behind the words of blood mist and blood fish.

Who is this monk?

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

"He can see through the blood mist, which shows that his spiritual consciousness is very strong. If he can come back safely from the small fishing village shrouded in the evil god's aura, he must be equipped with the method of killing or protecting with his divine will."

Carrying a sword...

Could it be that he is a sword cultivator who is proficient in "spiritual thoughts turning into swords"?

Divine thoughts turned into swords...

Isn't it a senior of my Taixu Sect?

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

After passing through the bottom of the well and entering the disappeared fishing village, you should pay attention to see if there are any traces left by this senior.

Since this senior has entered the territory of the evil god, he must have been attacked by the evil god's minions, and it is even possible that he has fought against the evil god head-on.

In this case, there will be more or less traces of the divine killing.

I just don’t know if these traces have disappeared after hundreds of years...

"Let's go take a look first..."

Now that you have decided to go down the well, you must be prepared.

The ink paintings began to analyze one by one, the dangers in the bloody dry well...

I have mastered the formation at the entrance of the well, so I will have no problem getting in.

He also used the little tiger to explore the road for a short distance before.

I knew that this well was a dry well, and there was a passage that I could keep walking forward, but I didn’t know how long I would go before there would be water in front of me.

There is murderous intent hidden in the water, and the little tiger is shattered to pieces.

It might be a mechanism, but the most likely possibility is that it is an aquatic monster.

This monster is probably used to guard the door.

What will happen next, Mo Hua still doesn’t know.

But it is very likely that it was the fishing village that was contaminated by the evil god and disappeared completely.

Hundreds of years ago, what happened in this fishing village before it was sacrificed to the evil god and disappeared completely?

What else is there in fishing villages today?

Is the river god who accepted the sacrifice an evil god himself, or a god who was contaminated by the evil god of the wilderness and thus completely corrupted?

There is also the dragon crossing the river...

Could he have helpers and just stay dormant in the fishing village?

Mo Hua sighed, feeling very troubled.

He couldn't do this kind of thing alone, he would definitely need help.

Mo Hua thought for a while and sent a message to Gu Changhuai:

"Uncle Gu, I found the entrance to the trafficker's stronghold..."

Gu Changhuai: "Wait a moment, I'll be there right away."

Mo Hua quickly said: "No need."

Opposite is the evil god. Uncle Gu is here, but it is very dangerous.

The small fishing village is located on the border of the second-level state. If Uncle Gu is contaminated by the evil god, goes crazy, accidentally uses the power of the golden elixir, violates the taboo, and is wiped out by the catastrophe, it will be over.

Even if he is not wiped out by the law of heaven, if he kills himself in turn, it will be enough for him to drink a pot.

Mo Hua felt that this was a high probability event and said:

"Uncle Gu, you must not come!"

Otherwise I can't protect you.

Gu Changhuai frowned, "Are you hiding something from me?"

I'm hiding something from you, but even if I tell you, you won't believe it...

Mo Hua muttered in his heart, and then said: "No."

Gu Changhuai hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Then I'll let Gu An and Gu Quan go over. They are both in the late stage of foundation building, have good strength, and are members of the Gu family, so I can rest assured."

"Besides that, you can use the Gu family's secret order to allocate some more people to prevent unexpected events."

"There should be enough of these people in the second-level state boundary. If something unexpected happens, just tell me and I will find a way..."

…

Mo Hua nodded.

Uncle Gu is still very reliable.

"Yeah," Mo Hua said.

If I want to go to the bottom of the well to find out what's going on, it would be appropriate for me to have Gu An and Gu Quan follow me.

Other members of the Gu family were outside to help, and they were confident in their own minds.

But these are not enough...

Mo Hua said again: "Uncle Gu, do you have any spiritual weapons that can calm the mind or protect the mind?"

Gu Changhuai frowned, "What do you want these for?"

Mo Hua found an excuse and said:

"I'm afraid that the Dragon Crossing the River is like the Fire Buddha. The evil spirit that has cultivated the devil's path will frighten people's consciousness and shake people's hearts, so I prepare in advance to be prepared."

Gu Changhuai was startled and thought it made sense.

This kid, Mo Hua, is really thoughtful and thoughtful...

"There should be similar spiritual weapons in the Gu family's warehouse. I asked Gu An and Gu Quan to pick up a few in my name and bring them to you..."

Gu Changhuai said simply.

"Thank you, Uncle Gu."

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Mo Hua didn't know whether these spiritual weapons used to protect the gods through meditation were useful against evil gods, but they had to be tried anyway.

"One more thing..." Mo Hua said, "Uncle Gu, can you help me take two more days off?"

Gu Changhuai remained silent.

Mo Hua said: "The dragons crossing the river are hiding very deep. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch them in one day."

Gu Changhuai sighed, "Okay, in the name of Daotingsi, I will ask for leave from the Taixu Sect on your behalf..."

"But if Taixu Sect allows it, I can't guarantee it."

"Last time I asked for leave for you, the elders of Taixu Sect were not very happy. If I ask for leave this time, they will probably be even less happy..."

Mo Hua also sighed.

There's nothing we can do about it.

You have to go to the bottom of the well, and you have to take a vacation after all.

I hope that Mr. Xun can explain it to me, and I will go to Mr. Xun to apologize later.

"Please give it a try."

"Um."

After that, the two went their separate ways.

Mo Hua used the Gu family's secret order to transfer people from the nearby Daotingsi.

Gu Changhuai arranged for Gu An and Gu Quan to support Mo Hua. At the same time, he edited a letter from Daotingsi, stamped it with the seal of his Diansi, and sent it to Taixu Gate through the channels of Daotingsi.

This is a leave letter.

Gu Changhuai also found a "serious" excuse.

The general idea is that Daotingsi has urgent matters temporarily and needs to ask Mo Hua, a disciple in the early stage of Taixu Sect's foundation building, to draw some formations for Daotingsi, which requires two days of vacation.

If the matter is urgent, please give me your permission.

This letter was delivered to Elder Song, who was in charge of disciples' attendance affairs.

Elder Song's expression immediately dropped.

It’s this little ink painting again!

There is no reason for this.

Taixu Gate is one of the eight gates in Qianxue Prefecture. How can it be so easy to enter?

This kid is doing well. He runs out every once in a while and asks for leave at every turn.

You don't have to ask for leave by yourself, you have to ask Dao Tingsi for help, which is quite a big deal.

Elder Song immediately wanted to reject it.

But after thinking about it, I still hesitated.

He put the letter away, made a trip in person, and handed it to Mr. Xun.

Seeing Mr. Xun, Elder Song instantly lost his confidence and only whispered:

"Old sir, look at this kid...he, he asked for leave again..."

Mr. Xun was at the table, fumbling with something unknown, with a serious look on his face, a deep frown on his face, and a hint of coercion on his body.

Therefore, Elder Song was a little cautious when speaking.

Mr. Xun said "Huh" without raising his head.

Elder Song did not dare to say the same sentence twice, so he just waited aside with a low eyebrow.

After a while, Old Mr.

"What did you say?"

"Oh," Elder Song finally took a breath and whispered, "That... that kid Mo Hua, he asked for leave again..."

"Why did you ask for leave?"

"It's said that Daotingsi has important matters and wants his help."

"How many days please?"

Elder Song said displeasedly: "Two days..."

Mr. Xun said casually: "It's only two days, just ask. What's the big deal? It won't delay much practice..."

Is this a delay in spiritual practice...

Elder Song was slandering in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it outright, so he said tactfully: "I'm afraid it will break the sect rules and have a bad influence..."

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows, "What's broken?"

"Door……"

Elder Song glanced at Mr. Xun and couldn't speak any more. He could only say helplessly:

"It's not a good idea if he always invites people like this. I'm afraid my fellow disciples will criticize him..."

Old Mr.

"Do they have this ability?"

"For things like formations, you can't just draw them well. You have to use them and let others know about them."

"It's a bad thing to stay in the sect every day, studying and practicing without knowing how to apply it."

Elder Song was left speechless.

Seeing this, Mr. Xun softened his tone and said softly:

"What's more, this is also a good thing..."

Elder Song was slightly startled.

Old Mr.

"Why do you ask me, Taixu Sect, for help, but not the four major sects, Tai'amen, Chongxu Sect, and the other eight sects and twelve sects?"

"This naturally shows that our Taixu Sect followers are good and our disciples are capable."

"Tell me, is this a good thing for my Taixu Sect?"

Elder Song was stunned for a moment, unable to refute for a moment.

He thought about it carefully and felt that this was indeed the case...

Apart from Mo Hua, he also didn't see anyone from Dao Tingsi who was willing to send a "leave request" letter to the sect for any disciple.

Isn’t this just because my disciples of Taixu Sect are very capable and the disciples of Taixu Sect are good at it?

For a moment, Elder Song felt that he was proud of himself...

Mr. Xun glanced at Elder Song lightly, "Understood?"

Elder Song couldn't help but nodded.

Mr. Xun then concluded: "That's it, you leave the letter, I have something else to do."

When Elder Song heard this, he immediately raised his hands and said respectfully:

"Then I won't disturb the old gentleman."

After speaking, Elder Song left the letter behind and left.

After Elder Song left, Mr. Xun continued to immerse himself in studying something on the table.

This is a compass.

The sky is round, the latitude and longitude are intertwined, and there are heavenly stems and earthly branches. The numerology of all directions is profound and complex.

Mr. Xun looked at the compass and concentrated on the deduction, but his frown became deeper and deeper, and his expression became more and more serious.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said helplessly:

"My Taixu Sect's algorithm... really doesn't work..."

"Can't figure it out..."

There was a hint of edge in Mr. Xun's cloudy eyes.

These days, he always felt worried, as if Taixu Sect was being targeted by a terrifying existence because of something.

This matter is no small matter, it is related to the fate of the sect.

But no matter how much he thought, how he kept scheming, and how he repeatedly deduced, he could not clear up the fog and see the truth.

Suddenly, he could only see that Taixu Gate seemed to be sealed layer by layer by a purple, eroded chain of cause and effect.

A pair of blood-colored terrifying eyes stared covetously at Taixu Sect.

This kind of crisis lurks in the darkness.

Someone must be promoting a weird conspiracy against Taixu Sect.

But on the surface, nothing happened.

Mr. Xun frowned, and suddenly remembered his senior brother's words, and sighed in his heart.

Senior brother is right, if the Taixu Sect was in its heyday in the past, there would be no need to worry about these monsters and monsters. Even if there are all kinds of evils, thousands of dangers of cause and effect, and all kinds of evil thoughts, they can all be killed with one sword!

only……

Mr. Xun's eyes were filled with sadness.

Nowadays, all the divine swords have been dusted, and all swordsmanship is forbidden. No one can practice it, no one dares to practice it, and no one will practice it anymore.

Otherwise, I don’t have to bite the bullet and delve into these crappy arithmetic...

Mr. Xun felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

He looked at the compass for a while, and not long after, he felt that his consciousness was withering and his sea of ​​consciousness was tingling.

Mr. Xun rubbed his brow, then closed the compass on the table and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, he opened his eyes again. He planned to continue the deduction, but accidentally saw the letter on the table.

It has Gu Changhuai's seal printed on it.

"Gu family..."

Mr. Xun nodded slightly.

It seems that Mo Hua's relationship with the Gu family is really good.

When he thought of ink paintings, Mr. Xun's mood involuntarily relaxed a lot, and his consciousness was no longer so dull.

This child's talent for cultivating Taoism is a bit lacking.

But his spiritual talent is extremely high.

Now, in the early stages of foundation building, his spiritual consciousness has already reached the extremely outrageous realm of sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness, which is really unbelievable.

It can be said that I, Taixumen, picked up a treasure.

As for the seventeen lines...

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and shook his head.

The barriers to the last middle realm of the Foundation Establishment Realm are too deep and cannot be broken through overnight.

It is estimated that it will take until the middle stage of foundation building, or even the late stage of foundation building, to rely on the improvement of realm to break through the barrier of the sea of ​​​​consciousness and break through the bottleneck of spiritual consciousness.

There's no rush...

During this period, it is necessary to settle down, learn more formations, and lay a firmer foundation.

Mr. Xun was slightly startled. Only then did he realize that he had not paid attention to the child Mo Hua for quite some time.

However, this child has an upright heart, good talent, and hard work. He is very worry-free and does not need to tell him anything.

Not only that, he even taught part of the formation classes for himself.

Mr. Xun was very pleased.

He was going to continue to deduce the compass, but as soon as his consciousness came to him, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The child's figure in the ink painting was vague and unclear, and he was busy, but he didn't seem to be drawing formations.

Mr. Xun was stunned for a moment, and his heart sank slightly.

What on earth is this kid Mo Hua doing?

Apart from drawing formations, he can't do anything else, right?

In addition to drawing formations...

Old Mr.

Mr. Xun frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

…

On the other side, in a small fishing village.

Gu An and Gu Quan, following Gu Changhuai's order, rushed to the small fishing village and brought several spiritual weapons to protect the gods.

A clear mind mirror.

A soothing jade.

There is also a hairpin to ward off evil spirits.

These three spiritual weapons are treasured by the Gu family. Although they are only second-grade, they have special effects and scarce materials, so they are quite precious.

I don't know if the ink painting is useful, so I can only try it out.

In addition, Mo Hua used the secret order of the Gu family to summon more than twenty Gu family monks who were at the foundation level.

The risks at the bottom of the well are unknown, so they certainly can’t all go down, and there aren’t many spiritual weapons to soothe the gods.

Mo Hua planned that he and Gu An and Gu Quan, two late-stage foundation-building monks, would go down first to explore the path and get a feel for the situation, with a spiritual weapon that could calm the mind and calm the mind, and then they could act according to their plans.

This is also the safest way at present.

Afterwards, Mo Hua asked Gu An and Gu Quan, as Daotingsi, to order all the fishing cultivators in the small fishing village to return home and stay behind closed doors.

Let the other monks of the Gu family be stationed closely in the small fishing village.

Before setting off, a fisherman found the ink painting.

He is the eldest son of Lao Yutou and the father of Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi. Mo Hua remembers his name, which is "Yu Dahe".

Without saying a word, Yu Dahe knelt down and begged resolutely:

"Young Master, I'm going too!"

Mo Hua helped him up, shook his head and said, "No, it's very dangerous."

Yu Dahe knelt down, his eyes slightly red, "Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi are my biological sons..."

Mo Hua sighed and thought for a long time before agreeing: "Okay."

Yu Dahe looked happy and grateful.

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly.

This time’s destination is a fishing village polluted by the evil god.

I am not a fishing cultivator, and I don’t know much about many fishing cultivators, so bringing Yu Dahe with me should be able to help a lot.

What's more, it was his two sons who were saved.

If these two children cannot be saved, Yu Dahe, the father, will have to bear double the pain of losing his son. Instead of doing this, it is better to let him fight.

Afterwards, Mo Hua took Gu An, Gu Quan and Yu Dahe to the well behind the small fishing village.

Gu An had already observed the whole journey and couldn't help but ask:

"Young Master, isn't that Dragon Crossing the River hiding in this well?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Gu An and Gu Zong looked at each other.

Yu Dahe also said weakly: "This is the well for our village to draw water. We can't hide people in it..."

"Just watch..."

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he took out his pen and ink and began to draw formations around the well.

After drawing the formation, the formation pattern lit up, the well trembled suddenly, and then, like that night, its original appearance was revealed.

This is a dry well and the real entrance to the evil god.

At the same time, scarlet blood mist poured out.

But this kind of blood mist can only be seen in ink paintings.

Gu An, Gu Quan and the others looked shocked. They didn't expect that the secret was really hidden in the well.

But they couldn't see the color of blood in the fog. They only felt that the fog was heavier and their bodies were cooler. It was obviously daytime, but it was a bit cold.

Just as Mo Hua was about to go down, he suddenly thought of something else.

He remembered that when the Dragon Crossing the River jumped into the well that night, he was carrying a fish basket and brought several big dead fish with him.

That kind of dead fish, with a big head and stripes on its body, looks a bit ugly.

Mo Hua is a little confused.

What does the Dragon Crossing the River do with those dead fish?

He thought about it and felt that since the Dragon Crossing the River took him with him, he must also take it with him.

If you don’t know something, it’s always right to learn from others.

Mo Hua took out the pen and paper, drew the appearance of the dead fish, and then asked Yu Dahe, "What kind of fish is this?"

Yu Dahe frowned and looked at it for a long time before he remembered, "It should be a dead grouper fish."

"Dead grouper fish?" Mo Hua was slightly startled and didn't ask much, but said directly: "Can I get it?"

"Yes!" Yu Dahe said firmly.

Then without saying a word, he ran to Qiancun. After about an hour of burning incense, Yu Dahe came back, carrying three big dead fish in his hands, which were exactly three gray and ugly "dead grouper fish".

It looked like it was borrowed from someone in the village.

Mo Hua nodded.

Now that I am fully prepared, I can go down into the well.

Before going down the well, Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and finally told him again:

"As I said before, this well is very dangerous. After entering, you must obey my instructions and make no mistake at all, otherwise the consequences may be very terrible..."

Yu Dahe was startled, then gritted his teeth and nodded seriously.

Mo Hua said to Gu An and Gu Quan again:

"Brother Xiao An, Brother Xiao Quan, you guys too."

Gu An and Gu Quan looked slightly stern, but they nodded firmly.

They were from the Gu family and worked in the Dao Tingsi. They dealt with evil cultivators on a daily basis, and the risks were not small.

Although they don't say they regard death as home, they are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

What's more, they don't feel that their lives are more valuable than the little Mr. Mo in front of them.

Young Master Mo, who is so old and is only in the early stage of foundation building, can take risks with his own life. How can his two brothers be so timid?

"Little Master Mo, we all listen to you."

Gu An and Gu Quan said in unison.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, then took a deep breath, looked at the unfathomable bottom of the well shrouded in blood mist, and said in a deep voice:

"Go down."

"Yeah!" Gu An and the other two nodded.

Then Gu An and Gu Quan jumped down first.

Yu Dahe muttered the names of his two youngest sons in his heart, followed closely with a firm look on his face.

Finally, there was the ink painting. He no longer hesitated and jumped into the bloody well that led to the evil god.