Asking about longevity

An hour later, Mo Hua looked at the broken, charred Broken Gold Sword in front of him and fell into deep thought.

This precious, top-grade Broken Gold Sword was completely destroyed in less than an hour in his hands.

Mo Hua was sure of one thing:

The sword formation inside the spirit sword would indeed self-destruct.

At least the spirit sword in front of him self-destructed.

Although he had been careful again and again and used all the refining knowledge he could, it was still useless.

The Broken Gold Sword would rather die than surrender, and was completely destroyed.

The sword formation inside also self-burned.

Mo Hua didn't even have time to take a look, and he didn't even know what formation system this sword formation used, and how many formation patterns there were...

Mo Hua sighed deeply, heartbroken.

Such a good spirit sword, just gone like this.

What a waste of natural resources...

Mo Hua mourned for this top-grade spiritual sword for a moment, and then thought about when to give this "broken sword" to Master Gu to see if it could be melted in the furnace and recycled.

However, for now, we still have to consider the "sword formation" first.

"The sword formation will self-destruct. Even if you steal the spiritual sword, you can't get the sword formation by dismantling the spiritual sword."

"Then where should I start if I want to get the sword formation?"

Mo Hua was a little troubled.

He began to think about how to solve the problem.

Catch the disciples of Duanjinmen and torture them severely?

Since he couldn't go out to arrest criminals, the formation torture board he improved has not been used for a long time. It's just right to let the disciples of Duanjinmen kneel down?

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and shook his head again.

No...

It's too cruel.

This iron plate is used to deal with criminals, evil cultivators and demons.

Although ordinary disciples of Duanjinmen have some conflicts with Taixumen and behave in a lowly way, they are not guilty of such crimes.

There should be a sense of propriety between good and evil.

The means of punishment should also be appropriate, otherwise he will sooner or later become violent and become a bloodthirsty demon.

This goes against the teachings of my parents, master, Mr. Xun, and the elders of Taixumen.

Moreover, even if they are tortured, it is probably useless.

Such secrets are not known by ordinary disciples.

Moreover, this sword formation can amplify sword energy. Such secrets, even if they are not as good as the Five Elements Source Formation, are by no means trivial.

The difficulty must be extremely high.

It seems that there are not many clever disciples of Duanjinmen, and few of them have strong spiritual awareness. It is unlikely that they can learn such a complicated sword formation.

Since they don’t know it in the first place, torture is useless.

Then...

Find out where the Duanjinmen sword-making equipment refinery is, sneak in secretly, and steal the secrets of the sword formation?

Or, try to get a sect token of Duanjinmen and see if you can do something about it?

Mo Hua thought about it and rejected all of them.

The Duanjinmen sword forging shop must be extremely heavily guarded. How could a young cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building sneak in...

At least it is absolutely impossible at present.

It is useless to get the sect token of Duanjinmen.

He still knows nothing about the advanced Yuanci formation and has no idea how to do anything about it.

These two methods are useless now.

"Neither of them works..."

Mo Hua lay on the bed, thinking hard, thinking about the means he could use over and over again, and suddenly a light flashed, and he thought of a way:

"Calculation!"

The spiritual consciousness calculation can reversely deduce the formation pattern of the formation through the spiritual traces of the formation.

If the sword cultivator uses the sword formation in the spiritual sword to stimulate the sword energy.

Does that mean...

He can reversely deduce the top-secret sword formation sealed inside the sword through the traces of the sword energy?

Mo Hua took a breath of cold air.

Then wouldn't he be... going against the will of heaven?

From now on, whoever shows off his sword skills in front of him, he will also expose his sword inheritance!

Mo Hua himself was a little bit unbelievable.

But whether it will work or not, he still needs to try a way...

The next day, Mo Hua found Situ Jian again.

"Situ, I need your help with something."

Situ Jian was a little confused, and then said: "Is it about the Broken Gold Sword?"

"No," Mo Hua said, "The sword is broken."

Situ Jian was stunned, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

"Broken?!"

"It's only been one night, and a top-grade spiritual sword has been broken like this?" Situ Jian was shocked.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart:

To be precise, it was broken in an hour...

"These are all trivial matters, don't worry about it."

Situ Jian felt a little distressed.

How could this be a trivial matter, a top-grade spiritual sword...

He suddenly felt a little sympathy for the pretty boy of the Broken Gold Gate.

A fine Broken Gold Sword must have been worn by him and carefully nurtured for a long time, but it was broken by the junior brother in one night.

Situ Jian subconsciously held his Lihuo Sword tighter.

Broken Gold Sword, it's broken.

His Lihuo Sword, no matter what, can't fall into the hands of the junior brother again!

Just when he was hesitating whether to be more low-key in the future, not to show off his identity as a sword cultivator, and hide the Lihuo Sword safely in the storage bag, Mo Hua continued:

"Your Lihuo Sword, lend it to me."

Situ Jian shuddered all over.

Mo Hua immediately said gently: "Don't be nervous, I won't dismantle your Lihuo Sword, you just need to use the Lihuo Sword to stimulate the sword energy and show it to me."

Situ Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help but confirm, "Really?"

"Yes!" Mo Hua said confidently.

Situ Jian was relieved.

After class, Mo Hua took Situ Jian to the Taoist room.

There were many disciples in Taixu Mountain, so it was not convenient to practice swordsmanship.

Only the Taoist room was closed and quiet, and no one would disturb.

"Just keep stimulating the Lihuo sword energy and chop the Taoist puppet." Mo Hua said to Situ Jian.

"So simple?" Situ Jian said.

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, "It's that simple."

Situ Jian didn't ask what Mo Hua was going to do, because past facts proved that the little brother usually had deep meaning in what he did.

If it was about the formation, even if the little brother told him, he might not understand it.

"Okay!" Situ Jian said simply.

Then he sacrificed the Lihuo sword in front of Mo Hua, stimulating the Lihuo sword energy, and chopped the Taoist puppet with one sword after another.

Mo Hua was meditating on the side, his eyes were dark, and the lines of the secret appeared. He used the secret calculation to amplify the secret calculation, and began to deduce Situ Jian's Lihuo sword energy.

Lihuo sword energy is a fire sword energy, wrapped in flames, and red.

When he first saw it, there was only the shape of the burning sword energy.

Mo Hua stimulated his consciousness, and double images appeared in his eyes. He kept trying to use the secret calculation to deduce a deeper level of energy.

Situ Jian, who was stimulating the sword energy, felt cold in his heart when he was seen by Mo Hua.

Although he didn't know what the junior brother was doing, he felt that his sword energy seemed to be understood little by little...

Situ Jian was shocked.

This... How is it possible?

The junior brother is not a sword cultivator. He just watched a few times from the side. How could he understand the sword energy?

"Imagination..."

Situ Jian was a little uneasy, but since he promised Mo Hua, he couldn't regret it at the last minute. He could only bite the bullet and chop the Taoist puppet with sword after sword.

I don't know how long he had been chopping. Just when Situ Jian was feeling more and more uneasy, he heard Mo Hua say: "It's done." Situ Jian stopped and turned around to see that Mo Hua looked a little disappointed. I didn't figure it out... Mo Hua sighed. Situ Jian was silent for a moment, but he couldn't help asking: "Little Senior Brother, what are you going to do..." Mo Hua said, "I'm going to study the sword energy so that I can deal with Duan Jinmen." Situ Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't quite understand why he had to study his Lihuo sword energy to deal with Duan Jinmen. And what can you see just by looking at it like this? Situ Jian looked confused. Mo Hua was thinking silently on the side. It is feasible to use the sword energy to reversely infer the sword formation in the spirit sword. He could indeed deduce a little, but it was very reluctant, and he could only glimpse a vague trace of the sword formation. His method of derivation was still not mature enough. Even with the bonus of Tianji Guisuan, he still couldn't see through the top-secret sword formation. But Mo Hua was not discouraged.

This kind of thing is the same as drawing a formation, practice makes perfect.

If you can't figure it out once, then try twice, three times... until you figure it out.

So from then on, whenever he had time, Mo Hua would let Situ Jian practice sword in front of him, so that he could practice his hand and practice calculating sword formations.

But Mo Hua felt a little sorry for bothering Situ Jian all the time, so he decided to transfer some merits to him.

Now it was Situ Jian who felt embarrassed.

"Little Senior Brother, how can I do this?"

Mo Hua said, "Brothers should settle accounts clearly. It's a favor that you are willing to help me, but I can't let you suffer a loss!"

Situ Jian wanted to refuse.

Mo Hua said with a straight face, "Take what I give you, I don't need this little merit!"

He has accumulated merits for a long time, and now he is a big meritorious person.

In terms of origin, he is a casual cultivator, and his fellow disciples are children of aristocratic families.

But in terms of merits, he is the real "family" child, and he is much "richer" than ordinary fellow disciples.

Situ Jian accepted it with gratitude.

He really couldn't refuse the sect's merit.

After receiving the merit, Situ Jian was more serious and focused when he showed Lihuo Sword Qi to Mo Hua.

He couldn't let the merit of the junior brother go to waste.

As for the feeling of seeing through the sword Qi...

Situ Jian thought about it and thought it might just be an illusion.

How could he be "seen through" when he used the Lihuo Sword Art normally, with the help of the Lihuo Spirit Sword, and drove the Lihuo Sword Qi?

If he could be seen through just by offering the spirit sword and using the sword Qi, wouldn't all the sword cultivators in the world be unable to draw their swords?

This was obviously impossible.

What kind of sword cultivator is a sword cultivator who doesn't draw his sword?

Situ Jian felt at ease.

What's more, the kind-hearted junior brother gave him a lot of merit.

Situ Jian felt that he couldn't judge a gentleman by his own mean heart.

With Situ Jian's cooperation, Mo Hua's proficiency in calculating sword energy is also increasing little by little...

But Situ Jian is not always free.

Occasionally, when Situ Jian is busy, Mo Hua will hire other sword-cultivating disciples to demonstrate sword energy to him.

However, the sword skills of these disciples are not very high, and Situ is still the best.

In this way, Mo Hua practiced and deduced again and again, constantly broadening the depth of deduction and enhancing his insight into sword energy.

In his eyes, the sword energy gradually began to disappear from the sword shape and was no longer the original appearance...

Finally, after seven days, Mo Hua suddenly realized it after countless tedious and boring calculations.

His mind suddenly became clear and his vision suddenly opened up.

In the vision of the divine consciousness, the bright red Lihuo sword energy, which was like flowing magma, gradually collapsed and disintegrated, revealing the sword marks hidden in its essence, which were as sharp as a knife and an axe.

These sword marks were the sword formation in the spirit sword!

Mo Hua was overjoyed, and immediately wrote down these sword marks with his pen as smooth as the wind and flowing like water.

These sword marks looked like formation patterns, but there were no curves, only sharp and straight lines, full of fierce sword intent, as if they were chiseled out by a sword.

This is...

The sword inheritance of the Situ family: the Lihuo sword formation!

It is also the Lihuo sword art passed down by Situ Jian's ancestors, at least the most critical inheritance in the second-grade Lihuo sword art.

At this time, this top-secret sword formation was derived and restored by Mo Hua...

Mo Hua looked up and saw Situ Jian, who was still concentrating on controlling the sword energy to chop the puppet in the distance, and after a little thought, he erased the sword formation he had just written down.

At the same time, he forced himself to forget the Lihuo Sword Formation in his mind.

This sword formation cannot be kept.

The sword formation is a top secret of the sword family.

Once this Lihuo Sword Formation is leaked, it will inevitably bring disaster to the Situ family.

Although Situ Jian was unintentional and did not know about it, he could not be blamed, but tracing back to the source, the sword formation was leaked from him, and he could not escape responsibility.

In this way, he would be in trouble.

Since Situ called him junior brother and trusted him, he must not cheat him.

Mo Hua nodded.

The Lihuo Sword Formation on the picture was erased by him, and the Lihuo Sword Formation in his mind was also forced to be forgotten by him.

Mo Hua felt relieved and said, "Situ, it's done."

Situ Jian withdrew his hand and said in surprise:

"Is it over?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded and smiled, "I'll treat you to delicious food!"

Situ Jian humbly declined a few times, and then went to the dining hall with Mo Hua for a big meal.

Although he was not greedy for these food, he would never refuse a treat from his junior brother.

In this way, Mo Hua invited Situ Jian to have a sumptuous spiritual meal in the dining hall on the second floor of the disciple residence.

Yu'er was also there, and Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan, Xie Ling, and Cheng Mo also came to eat.

The guests and hosts were all happy during the meal.

But Mo Hua was particularly caring for Cheng Mo, and even specially ordered a plate of elbows and placed it in front of Cheng Mo, "Cheng Mo, you eat more."

Cheng Mo was a little flattered, but also a little confused, "Junior brother, didn't you invite Situ to dinner? Why do you always ask me to eat more..."

Mo Hua said: "Because next, it's your turn to help."

Cheng Mo looked at the spicy elbow in front of him, patted his chest, and promised:

"Junior brother, don't worry, I will take care of anything."

Mo Hua nodded, "Then eat more, you will be better at getting beaten when you are full."

Cheng Mo, who was chewing the elbow with his mouth wide open, was stunned for a moment.

"Be...beaten?"

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, "Be beaten."

...

Two days later, in the Demon Refining Mountain, Mo Hua put three layers of armor on Cheng Mo, one layer of gold armor, one layer of soft silk armor, and one layer of fine iron armor.

"I will call the people of Duan Jinmen to duel with you later. You should be arrogant. Don't seek to win, just delay. The longer the better."

Cheng Mo had a bitter face.

Hao Xuan was very puzzled, "Little Senior Brother, what are you going to do?"

Mo Hua kept it a secret, "You will know later."

Hao Xuan nodded as if he understood.

Mo Hua patted Cheng Mo's shoulder again and said, "Be wronged and get beaten more. These three layers of armor are specially refined. Although they can't withstand the sword energy, they can reduce the gold spirit power and strength. You are strong and healthy, so you should be able to hold on for a long time."

Cheng Mo looked at Mo Hua with a face full of resentment.

Mo Hua said seriously: "This matter is of vital importance. It is related to the territorial dispute between my Taixu Sect and Duanjin Sect disciples, as well as the benefits of hunting monsters in the future. Only you can handle such an important task!"

Cheng Mo was a little unconvinced, "Really..."

"I am your junior brother, how can you not believe me?" Mo Hua said.

Cheng Mo's expression was a little complicated.

Mo Hua decided to finish the big cake and give some "dates" first, "You go and get beaten, and I will pay you merits, one hundred merits for half an hour!"

Cheng Mo was stunned, "Really?"

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Pay now."

Cheng Mo suddenly felt a little shy, "I am so sorry to let my junior brother spend money..."

"If you don't accept it, forget it, I will find someone else."

"Don't!" Cheng Mo said immediately, "Other disciples must not be beaten as much as me. This kind of hard work must be done by me."

Then he confirmed: "Half an hour, one hundred merits..."

"That's right," Mo Hua said, "If you can drag it for five hours, that's a thousand merits!"

A thousand merits!

Cheng Mo's eyes were red.

Situ Jian and others beside him were also envious, but it was a pity that they did not have as strong blood as Cheng Mo, and they were not as "resistance" as Cheng Mo, so they could not earn this merit.

Cheng Mo immediately vowed:

"Little brother, don't worry, let alone being beaten, even if I have to climb mountains of swords and go through seas of fire, as long as you say it, I, Cheng Mo, will never frown!"

"Okay," Mo Hua was a little helpless, "Don't brag, hurry up and prepare, take some blood-recovering pills in advance, I will find someone to beat you."

Cheng Mo laughed foolishly, "Okay!"

Mo Hua left the crowd, hid himself, wandered around the Demon Refining Mountain, looking for the selected target.

Not long after, he found the pretty boy from Duanjin Sect.

The pretty boy "Song Jian" was looking gloomy, and was searching for something all over the mountains with ten Duanjin Sect disciples.

Mo Hua showed up and called out, "Pretty boy."

Song Jian was obviously stunned for a moment, and when he saw Mo Hua, who was alone and ten feet away, he was a little bit unbelievable.

This kid dared to appear in front of him alone? !

Song Jian's face was red with anger.

This obviously didn't take him seriously!

This is too much!

Song Jian waved his hand and said coldly: "Catch him and beat him to death!"

The other Duanjin Sect disciples immediately wanted to rush towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua said: "Don't you want your sword?"

"Stop!" Song Jian said immediately.

The Duanjin Sect disciples stopped again and stayed where they were.

Song Jian's eyelids twitched wildly, and he looked at Mo Hua angrily, "Where is my Broken Gold Sword?"

It has become a piece of scrap metal...

But it is definitely not easy to say such words, so Mo Hua said vaguely: "Let's have a competition. If you win, I will return the 'sword' to you."

Song Jian's eyes condensed, and he snorted coldly: "Why should I compete with you?"

"Forget it if you don't want to compete," Mo Hua said casually, "I will find a weapon refiner to dismantle your Broken Gold Sword into scrap iron and throw it into the furnace to melt it..."

"You dare?!" Song Jian's eyes were red with anger.

Mo Hua looked indifferent.

What dare...He has already done it, and there is only one last step left...

Song Jian took a long breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

The sword is in Mo Hua's hand, so he has to compromise.

"Okay," Song Jian said, "I'll compete with you."

"It's not you competing with me," Mo Hua shook his head, "you are competing with my 'big brother'."

Mo Hua gave Cheng Mo a little status.

Song Jian frowned, "Your elder brother?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Yes, it was the big guy who chopped you with an axe that day."

Song Jian immediately remembered, thinking of the big guy who led the group and the two axes on his neck, and the anger in his eyes became even stronger.

"Okay, let's settle all the new and old grudges."

But...

Song Jian's eyes sank slightly, and he looked at Mo Hua, "Why did you choose to fight with me?"

Mo Hua sighed, and said with some embarrassment:

"We entered the Demon Refining Mountain just to hunt monsters and earn some merits. We don't want to waste time with you Duan Jinmen, so no one will benefit."

"In that case, why not have a duel."

"If you win, we will return the sword to you."

"If you lose, Duan Jinmen will stop and stop making things difficult for us."

Song Jian frowned, secretly feeling that Mo Hua was childish.

The matter of the Demon Refining Mountain concerns the interests of the sect and many disciples. How can it be decided by a duel?

Besides, how could he, a disciple of the Broken Gold Sect, make the decision, even if he was a direct descendant and had a high status?

However, the most urgent task was to win back the Broken Gold Sword.

He was now in the middle stage of the foundation building.

After reaching the late stage of the foundation building, he had to prepare to nurture the "birth magic weapon". This spiritual sword was the embryo of the magic weapon, which was extremely important to him and could not be lost.

Promises were not made with words, and no one could take them seriously. First, he would fool this kid and agree to fight and take back his Broken Gold Sword.

Song Jian pretended to say:

"Okay, it's a deal!"

But what Song Jian didn't know was that Mo Hua was actually talking nonsense.

He could return the Broken Gold Sword, because it was just scrap metal, and there was no point in keeping it.

But such an important place as the Demon Refining Mountain, where he could hunt monsters, absorb monster blood, extract materials, and earn merits... How could he give it up?

No matter who agreed, he couldn't agree.

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Come with me."

After that, he turned and left.

Song Jian hesitated.

Most of the disciples of Duanjin Sect around him came from the Song family. Seeing this, they all said, "Young Master, beware of fraud."

"This kid may have ulterior motives."

"It's better to take a long-term view..."

Song Jian hesitated, but Mo Hua kept walking forward without looking back, and was about to go far away.

If Mo Hua really went far away, Song Jian was afraid that his Duanjin Sword would never be recovered in this life.

After struggling for a long time, Song Jian gritted his teeth and ordered, "Wait here."

Then he immediately used the Dunjin Body Technique, turned into golden light, chased after him, followed Mo Hua all the way, and walked into the grove...