Asking about longevity

The sun shines brightly from the sky into the mountain forest, cut into tiny spots of light by the layers of branches and leaves, seeping into the forest and falling on the ground, mottled.

There was a thick accumulation of fallen leaves on the ground.

This is a dense, vast and inaccessible mountain forest.

Mo Hua compared the map in his mind and roughly determined the location.

The mountain forest here is located at the junction of the outer mountains and some dangerous mountains in the inner mountains. It is very remote. There are not even many monsters in and out, and it is far from the mountain gate.

Back and forth, the journey is too long and takes too long.

Therefore, ordinary disciples would never go here to hunt monsters.

There was a faint mist floating in the forest, mixed with pungent miasma, and the atmosphere was dead and somewhat depressing.

Mo Hua and the others walked step by step deeper into the forest, following the pink blood stains on the ground and the traces of the monster being dragged.

After a cup of tea, the blood stains disappeared.

The mountains, rocks and vegetation on the ground are messy and no traces can be seen.

Situ Jian and others looked at Mo Hua silently.

Linghu smiled without knowing why, and also looked at the ink painting.

Mo Hua lowered his head, his eyes suddenly became dark and deep, lines of heaven appeared in his eyes, and the lines of cause and effect in front of him gradually became entangled.

A scarlet qi machine slowly emerged and floated into the distance.

The ink painting followed a finger and said:

"This way."

After saying that, Mo Hua took the lead and walked deep into the forest along the direction of cause and effect.

Situ Jian and the others followed him with a matter-of-fact expression.

Only Linghuxiao was a little confused.

"How...how can you tell?"

Seeing that Mo Hua and the others were almost walking away, Linghu Xiao couldn't ask any further questions, so he could only follow them silently.

After walking like this for a while, Mo Hua suddenly stopped and said with a slightly solemn expression:

"Be careful, it's just ahead."

Situ Jian and others looked stern and nodded.

Linghu smiled and was startled, but he still didn't understand.

How can this be seen?

His sword heart is clear, his perception itself is very strong, and his spiritual consciousness is not weak, but now there is no trace at all within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.

Mo Hua has already discovered the enemy?

How strong is his consciousness?

Linghuxiao was secretly frightened, but in this situation, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

Under the guidance of Mo Hua, several people restrained their breath, held their breath, and walked lightly. They walked like this for a while before Linghu Xiao's pupils narrowed.

He sensed a powerful aura.

This aura, mixed with bloody demonic energy, made his sword heart tremble slightly.

After walking a few more steps, Situ Jian and others also noticed the ferocious aura, and their expressions became solemn.

On the contrary, Mo Hua looked as usual. He walked a hundred feet away, then stopped, turned around and made a gesture, which meant that everyone should hide.

A few people found a big tree with thick bushes, hid behind the tree, and looked forward through the dense forest.

Then in the distance, in front of a few ancient trees hugging each other, a slender and charming fox demon with red hair and pink demon blood fell to the ground, dead.

It was the bloody fox.

Next to Xue Meihu, there was a tall "monster" wrapped in a black robe, whose face and body could not be seen clearly.

This monster was lying next to the Xue Meihu, eating and swallowing the demon blood. There was a crunching sound from its mouth, and it breathed like a wild beast.

Eat monsters alive?

Mo Hua and others all looked a little awe-inspiring.

When Hao Xuangang wanted to speak, Mo Hua made a "silence" gesture, then waved his hand, led everyone away, and then nodded, indicating that everyone could talk.

Hao Xuan lowered his voice and said:

"What is this?"

"A human? Or a monster?"

"Or...is it a demon cultivator?"

"Maybe it's a demon cultivator..." Situ Jian also whispered.

"Do you know how to distinguish a demon cultivator?" Hao Xuan asked again, "In other words, what is the difference between a demon cultivator and a demon cultivator?"

Situ Jian and others were a little stunned.

Normally, demon cultivators and demon cultivators would be lumped together, and they couldn't tell the specific differences between them.

Anyway, according to Taoist laws, both demon cultivators and devil cultivators must be killed.

Seeing that they didn't understand, Mo Hua thought for a moment and said:

"According to the classification of Daotingsi, demon cultivators actually refer to 'devil cultivators', which is a collective term for monks who practice evil and heretical practices, including but not limited to demon cultivators, corpse cultivators, evil cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, etc. wait……"

"And according to the way of practice, different categories of demonic practice are different."

"The demon cultivator eats human flesh, the corpse cultivator cultivates human corpses, the evil cultivator harvests vitality, the ghost cultivator cultivates the soul, and the demon cultivator mainly sucks and extracts the spiritual power of others."

"Because demon cultivators are the most powerful, and most other demon cultivators are attached to the demon cultivator sect, so monks with demonic corpses and evil spirits are also called demon cultivators..."

These were all obtained from Uncle Gu Changhuai in order to more professionally "kill demons" when Mo Hua was offering rewards.

Hao Xuan nodded and praised:

"Senior brother, you know so much."

Then he wondered: "Then this 'monster' eats monsters instead of humans, so what is it?"

Situ Jian shook his head, "Who says he has never eaten humans? Monsters can be eaten alive, let alone humans."

"And it seems that there is something wrong with its consciousness. The demonic nature overwhelms the human nature?"

Mo Hua nodded slightly, "Yes."

He could feel that although this "monster" was sane, the fluctuations of his spiritual thoughts were extremely disordered. It seemed that the demonic power was retrograde and his mind was disordered, turning him into a beast for a while.

Situ Jian asked: "What should we do now?"

He looked at the monster that tore apart monsters with its bare hands and swallowed its flesh and blood again, frowning, "Looking at the aura, I'm afraid it has the strength of the late stage of foundation building, so it won't be easy to deal with..."

Mo Hua stared at the monster for a moment, weighed it in his mind for a moment, and his eyes turned cold:

"killed!"

Situ Jian asked: "Aren't you going to leave anyone alive?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "This monster is too powerful. We have no right to keep him alive. We must kill him if we take action. There can be no hesitation."

"Moreover, if it is a demon cultivator and is left alive, we may not be able to ask anything."

"If it really has a secret, even if it dies, the body will still 'speak'."

Everyone looked at each other, nodded and said solemnly:

"good!"

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment, and then explained his plan concisely and concisely. Then he looked at Linghuxiao and warned:

"Linghu, your swordsmanship is very strong, but don't show off. You must act according to the plan and cooperate with Situ and the others."

Linghuxiao looked arrogant, but still nodded sensibly.

Although he is warlike, he can still distinguish priorities.

Then everyone started to act according to the plan.

Mo Hua and Hao Xuan set up formations around them separately.

The monster was insane, greedy for blood, and only cared about eating flesh and blood without noticing anything unusual.

After setting up the formation, Mo Hua winked at Linghu Xiao.

Linghuxiao slowly drew the sword, the aura around his body rose, and the spiritual power flowed from the meridians, activating the sword aura. His eyes became brighter and brighter, as sharp as the light of the sword.

In the oppressive mountain forest, the murderous intent of the sword gradually spread.

When his sword energy accumulated to a certain level, the "monster" who was devouring the monster seemed to be aware of it.

The speed of its eating slowed down.

After a moment of confusion, the monster suddenly turned its head and looked at Linghuxiao.

Covered by a black robe, the monster's face was blank, except for its two eyes with vertical pupils, which revealed a bloodthirsty light.

Linghuxiao felt a chill in his heart, but at the same time, his sword energy had been condensed to the extreme.

The simple moonlight long sword pointed forward, and a surging and bright sword energy shot out of the air, like a string of moonlight, killing the monster with a cold murderous intent.

This sword is extremely powerful.

The sword light was approaching. Even though this monster was powerful, its remaining instincts forced it to avoid its sharp edge.

The monster's limbs touched the ground and tried to crawl away.

At this moment, Mo Hua pointed his finger, and a ray of blue water appeared, suddenly condensing into prisons, locking the monster's body.

Water prison technique!

Although it only took a few breaths for the Water Prison Technique to be broken free by the monster, it was still delayed for a moment.

After delaying this time, Linghuxiao's Chongxu Sword Light, which he used all his strength to activate, has already arrived.

It's like the moon reflected in the water on the lake.

The sword light broke through the physical body.

The cold and ethereal sword light struck directly at the monster's back, splitting its black robe and its flesh.

Black blood splattered all around.

The monster roared, and a violent aura swept outwards with a fishy wind.

The pupils of Mo Hua and others shrank.

What a powerful demon!

The black robe was split open by the sword energy, and the monster was revealed.

As expected, he is a demon cultivator!

Although it was lying on the ground on all fours, its human shape could be clearly seen. Under the black robe, the exposed flesh was reddish brown and mixed with long hair.

Its hands, like those of a monster, turned into sharp claws.

The head was still wrapped in a black robe, but it showed a canine-like mouth, ferocious eyes, and no consciousness. The whole person looked like a demonized "werewolf".

Mo Hua shouted in a deep voice:

"Brother Yang!"

Yang Qianjun rushed out in response, his spear shot through the air, holding a bit of golden light, and aimed straight for the demon cultivator's throat.

He was wearing a set of custom-made armor.

This set of armor is called Yunshan Armor. It has cloud patterns on it and is as motionless as a mountain. It has wind formations and earth and stone formations engraved inside. It has strong defense and does not affect the speed of movement.

Although Yang Qianjun is also a physical practitioner, his routine is different from Cheng Mo's.

Cheng Mo can carry and fight, so he is suitable for wearing heavy armor and acting alone.

Yang Qian was a Taoist soldier and was better at close-quarters guerrilla warfare.

Cheng Mo was injured at this time, and Yang Qianjun could only rely on him in the front.

Although there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, Yang Qianjun does not need to fight to the death with this demon cultivator to decide the outcome.

All he had to do was to focus on defense and attack as a supplement, and stay close to the enemy to hold back the demonic cultivator.

The demon cultivator was held back by Yang Qianjun.

It waved its sharp claws and pounced like a wolf demon, but due to its mental disorder and only instinct, Yang Qianjun always avoided it by relying on his rich experience.

Unable to escape, Yang Qianjun relied on Yunshan armor to resist.

Although every time he resisted, his blood would surge and his body would hurt, but he could still hold on for a short period of time.

In the distance, Situ Jian and Linghu Xiao began to activate their sword energy to attack.

Lihuo Sword Qi and Chongxu Sword Qi streaked through the air, intertwining with each other, constantly strangling the flesh and blood of the demon cultivator.

The melee in the mountains and forests suddenly became fierce.

The demon cultivator's injuries gradually worsened.

But the one who couldn't hold on first was definitely Yang Qianjun.

It is too strenuous to contend with this powerful demon cultivator head-on, and one must concentrate with all one's concentration and consciousness without any slack.

Once a flaw is revealed, the consequences will be disastrous.

The demon cultivator's injuries worsened, and his madness became stronger. His attacks became faster and more fierce.

Yang Qianjun gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on. Although Mo Hua assisted with magic and involved the demon cultivator's attack, he was almost reaching his limit.

When Mo Hua saw this, he shouted:

"Hao Xuan."

Hao Xuan immediately took out a demon pill and crushed it.

This elixir is refined from the cordyceps and has a rancid smell. Like the cordyceps, it can attract monsters.

The evil fishy pill was crushed, and the fishy smell spread.

The "demonized" demon cultivator, almost instinctively, was pulled by it and stopped moving.

It sniffed the air, saliva mixed with demon blood flowed out, and then a pair of blood-red eyes locked on Hao Xuan instantly.

Hao Xuan felt his hair standing on end and ran away without any hesitation.

But within a moment, the demon cultivator roared and charged towards Hao Xuan with the fishy wind.

Yang Qianjun got some time to breathe and immediately meditated and took pills to restore his spiritual power.

On the other side, the demon cultivator was extremely fast, and Hao Xuan also pushed his body skills to the extreme and ran as fast as he could.

But he wasn't running away aimlessly.

Instead, he followed Mo Hua's instructions and led the demon cultivator up to the formations that had been arranged around him.

After a while, the surrounding formations were triggered one by one.

There are both trapping formations such as the Quicksand Formation, Earth Prison Formation, and Golden Lock Formation, as well as killing formations such as the Earth Fire Formation, the Earth Killing Formation, and the Golden Blade Formation.

In the deep forest, rumbling sounds came one after another.

The trees shook, the grass and rocks rolled, and the light of the Five Elements and Bagua spiritual power kept flickering on and off.

Linghu smiled and looked distracted.

Even Situ Jian and the others, who were familiar with ink painting, were shocked to see it.

Little senior brother... how many secondary formations have been buried...

Ink paintings indeed bury many formations.

Moreover, most of the second-grade high-level entry-level formations of the seventeenth pattern are mixed into it.

In order to keep a low profile, Mo Hua usually uses second-grade mid-level formations for his fellow disciples.

When he himself used the seventeen-line high-level formation, he secretly mixed it into the second-level mid-level formation.

In this way, occasionally there will be a few formations that are powerful and "look" very strong.

But other disciples only "see" with their eyes and would not know that it contains high-level formations.

Of course, the use of formations itself has limitations.

Situ and the others cannot use the second-grade high-level formation for the time being.

The demon cultivator was led by Hao Xuanyong and traveled through the mountains and forests. After repeated formation bombings, he was scarred and turned from a werewolf into a half-burnt "wild dog".

With a final plop, he fell to his knees.

Yang Qianjun immediately wanted to rush forward and finish him off completely, but was stopped by Mo Hua.

"It's cheating death."

Yang Qianjun was startled.

Situ Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, "If it fakes its death, doesn't it mean..."

Mo Hua nodded, "The demon has receded and its reason has returned."

Situ Jian understood, and immediately condensed a blazing Lihuo sword light, which went straight to the heart of the demon cultivator lying on the ground, seemingly dying.

Not to be outdone, Linghuxiao took action almost at the same time, sending a rush of sword light straight towards the demon cultivator's forehead.

The demon cultivator who fell to the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

Those ferocious, animalistic eyes have lost their ferocity and become more cunning.

A bunch of cunning brats!

It cursed in its heart.

But two sharp sword lights struck, and it had to hide.

The demon cultivator got down on all fours, pounced suddenly, rolled on the ground, dodged two fatal sword rays, and then slowly stood up.

In the dimly lit mountain forest.

The figure of the demon cultivator became shorter and shorter, and finally he completely lost his "demon transformation" and became a tall "monk".

His body was torn with black robes and bruises all over his body.

Only his face was covered by messy and noisy long hair, and only a pair of greedy eyes could be seen.

Mo Hua asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you in Demon Refining Mountain?"

The demon cultivator smiled coldly, looked sinisterly, and did not answer.

Mo Huaben didn't expect him to answer either.

He just asked in passing.

Unless this demon cultivator is really "retarded", it would be impossible for him to tell the details of his origins so simply.

Mo Hua took action immediately, and a fireball flew out by mistake and went straight to the demon cultivator.

At the same time, Linghu Xiao, Yang Qianjun, Situ Jian and Hao Xuan took action together.

With five against one, the two sides instantly engaged in a melee.

On the Mo Hua side, they are all from the same sect. They hunt monsters all year round and work together tacitly.

Although Linghuxiao is a disciple of Chongxu Clan, he has also been among the disciples of Taixu Clan for a while, and he knows a little bit about Mo Hua's usual tactics.

Moreover, he was already a gifted swordsman genius. In just a few rounds, he gradually became familiar with the cooperation between offense and defense.

And that demon cultivator lost his demonic appearance and his strength was greatly reduced.

Moreover, after being "baptized" by the formation before, his injuries were quite serious.

At this time, they were fighting against Mo Hua and others again. Spears, sword energy, and spells took turns taking turns, and they were overwhelmed.

However, within ten or so rounds, the decline was all over the place. He was suppressed at every turn and could only be beaten passively.

The demon cultivator felt a chill in his heart.

Want to lose!

After at most twenty rounds, he will definitely lose!

When he thought of this, the demon cultivator no longer held back his hand, bit the tip of his tongue, swallowed a little blood essence, and then, strange lines suddenly lit up on his arms.

Mo Hua was startled, and then his pupils trembled.

This is……

Demon pattern? !

"Be careful!" Mo Hua said immediately.

Yang Qianjun, whose spear was as powerful as a dragon and wanted to attack the demon cultivator, immediately became vigilant after hearing this. He turned from offense to defense and held his spear horizontally in front of his chest.

The demon pattern on the demon cultivator's right hand flashed, and then his arm suddenly swelled up, like a ferocious wolf claw, wrapped with powerful demon power, and suddenly tore at Yang Qianjun.

This claw was extremely powerful.

Yang Qianjun couldn't resist, his spear was knocked away, the armor on his chest was also torn, and his body flew out and fell to the ground.

The demon cultivator stepped forward and tried to finish off Yang Qianjun.

Situ Jian and others immediately stepped forward to support.

But the demon cultivator suddenly dodged halfway through his cultivation, and took advantage of the flaw that Situ Jian and others wanted to support, and attacked Situ Jian instead.

Situ Jian couldn't resist.

Linghu Xiao, who was standing aside, immediately urged a Chongxu sword energy to kill the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator made a "tsk" sound and could only drop Situ Jian, and raised his demonized arm horizontally to block the sword energy.

The sword energy broke the flesh of his arm.

But after the demon pattern was activated, the demonized arm was full of demonic power and the flesh was hard. Even if he took the sword energy, he didn't suffer too much injury.

But the demon cultivator knew that this was the end.

If he continued to fight, even if he killed one or two little ghosts, he would die here.

He could die, but he must not die here.

He must not leave his body behind!

The demon cultivator looked at Linghu Xiao and the others fiercely again, remembered the account in his heart, and then turned around and left without any lingering feelings.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Seeing this, Situ Jian was slightly angry, and immediately urged the Lihuo sword energy, condensed a fiery red sword light, and rushed straight to the demon cultivator.

The sword was very fast, and the demon cultivator had no time to dodge and was hit on the back by a sword.

The demon cultivator staggered two steps, endured the injury, cursed, and continued to flee far away.

At the same time, Linghu Xiao had already condensed the sword energy, and then pointed at one point.

The sharp Chongxu sword energy broke through the air and went straight to the demon cultivator's legs, hoping to use it to cripple the legs of this evil beast and leave it behind.

The demon cultivator's eyes were slightly shocked, but he sneered, and then he jumped like a wolfhound, and was about to avoid the Chongxu sword energy.

At this moment, Mo Hua pointed out of thin air and cast the water prison technique.

This water prison technique, with incomparable precision, fixed the demon cultivator for a moment.

The demon cultivator's expression changed.

It was this disgusting spell again!

It struggled hard, and the water prison technique was broken.

But the Chongxu sword energy also came in an instant, and the demon cultivator tried his best to dodge, but still failed to dodge completely. The sword light passed by closely, and did not cut its thigh, but still left a blood mark on its calf.

The demon cultivator was extremely angry.

Sooner or later, I will cut these troublesome little ghosts into pieces!

It ignored its image, endured the injury, used all four limbs, and ran like a wolfhound, and escaped from the place of dozens of feet with a few dodged movements.

Linghu Xiao wanted to condense Chongxu sword energy to keep the demon cultivator, but found that the demon cultivator had already fled far away like a wild beast in just a moment.

The mountains and forests were layered, and the figure of the demon cultivator was getting farther and farther away.

At this distance, his consciousness could not lock it at all.

He could only watch the demon cultivator disappear from his sight little by little.

Linghu Xiao was unwilling and annoyed, but suddenly froze after a moment.

He found that there was an aura of golden sword energy beside him.

This sword energy was very familiar.

Linghu Xiao turned his head and found that Mo Hua had taken out a golden spirit sword without knowing when.

This spirit sword was rough in shape and strange in appearance, but it revealed a strange murderous intent.

"Want to run?"

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold, and then his pupils were instantly dark, and his eyes were as deep as a pool of water.

The powerful divine consciousness, like a tentacle, firmly controlled the spirit sword in front of him.

At the same time, his divine consciousness also locked the figure of the demon cultivator who was fleeing east and west 150 feet away.

"Go!"

Mo Hua said softly.

Then in an instant, the deep divine consciousness wave spread.

The spirit sword hummed and suddenly turned into a golden light. At an incredible speed, it broke through the air, shuttled through the forest, and drew a sharp and flickering golden line, heading straight for the demon cultivator who was fleeing.

The demon cultivator fled farther and farther, and was about to escape, just wanting to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a warning sign appeared.

It seemed that a terrible divine consciousness locked onto him tightly.

At the same time, a sharp, cold and treacherous murderous intent came straight to him at an extremely fast speed.

"What happened?!"

The demon cultivator was horrified.

It turned its head to see if there was anything behind it, and then saw that ray of fatal golden light.

Is this... sword light?

Flying a sword?!

The demon cultivator's pupils were shocked. In the blink of an eye, it pushed the demon pattern on its right arm to the extreme, and blocked its head and chest with the surging demon power and demonized flesh and blood.

Then, the golden sword hit, and the golden light burst out.

The sword energy raged, the spirit sword was shattered, and a ball of blood mist exploded under the stranglehold of the two.

The demon cultivator felt that he could not open his eyes, and his right arm seemed to be "cut into pieces", and the pain was heartbreaking.

The strong sword energy impacted its body.

When it endured the severe pain and came to its senses, it found that it was hit by the flying sword and flew more than ten feet.

And its right arm was gone.

Half of its body was bloody, as if it had been bitten by hundreds of monsters.

The demon cultivator looked terrified, endured the severe pain, and took his last breath, crawling into the dense forest, and his figure disappeared.

In just ten breaths, Mo Hua performed the Water-passing Step and rushed over.

The sword energy exploded, blood was all over the ground, and the demon cultivator disappeared.

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense and searched for a while. Suddenly, he let out a light "eh", then walked to the corner of the forest and dug out a small bloody and exposed arm from the soil and rocks.

This is the arm of a demon cultivator.

Most of its right arm was shredded by the sword energy and exploded into a blood mist, leaving only this small part.

And on this arm, there are still vague demon patterns.

Mo Hua stared at the demon pattern for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"It is indeed..."

"Four-Elephant Formation Pattern!"