Asking about longevity

Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, in front of a prison.

The corpse of a demon cultivator fell to the ground with twisted limbs, eyes protruding, and blood flowing all over the floor.

The demon cultivators next to them looked solemn and their tone was cold.

"It's only been two days, and this is already the fifth time..."

"Damn it, it's a ghost."

"Stop talking nonsense. What kind of 'ghost' did you hit?"

"What if it's not a ghost? For no reason, he suddenly went crazy, biting and biting, and finally exploded and died..."

A demon cultivator turned pale:

"I always feel that something 'dirty' has come into our prison..."

Another demon cultivator sneered, "What a damn coward! You're scaring yourself. We are demon cultivators, we are cultivating demon power. We don't follow the ordinary path, and the risks are high. This is a normal thing."

"These demon cultivators all died because of the retrograde demon power. Either there was something wrong with their cultivation, or they ate too much demon meat and couldn't suppress their vitality for a while... What's all this fuss about?"

"But five people died..." A demon cultivator questioned, "Isn't it a bit too much?"

"Also," another demon cultivator said, "the steward is also dead."

"The steward was eaten by a monster."

"He was so courageous that he dared to secretly drink the blood of the second elder's bear paw. As a result, he was unlucky. Instead, the black bear demon broke free of its chains and swallowed it. Otherwise, he would have been..."

The demon cultivator paused for a moment and said in a cold voice: "...If I walk through that demon refining map, my soul will be scattered and my bones will be gone..."

When the "Demon Refining Map" was mentioned, several other demon cultivators felt terrified.

It seemed that this Demon Refining Chart was an extremely terrifying thing, which made their expressions change.

Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping, wanted to hear more about the demon refining map, but these demon cultivators did not dare to talk anymore.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.

After a moment of silence, another demon cultivator said: "But, having said that, Manager Xiong has been in charge of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison for nearly a hundred years, how could he die so 'easily'?"

"People make mistakes, horses make mistakes, and everyone capsizes sometimes..."

"What's more, the cultivation world is dangerous and treacherous, and no one can guarantee that they will not encounter anything terrifying."

"As long as there is a little negligence, your life will be lost..."

…

The demon cultivator whispered in a low voice, and after a while someone asked again:

"You said, if Manager Xiong dies, what will happen to the Ten Thousand Demons Prison?"

"Is this something you worry about?" A demon cultivator snorted and pointed upward, "There are elders up there. The elders are not here, but the young master is still here..."

Young Master?

Mo Hua was startled.

A demon cultivator below asked: "Young master...who is he?"

Mo Hua pricked up his ears and listened.

Unexpectedly, another demon cultivator immediately showed a stern look on his face and cursed in a low voice:

"You want to die? Do you dare to inquire about the young master?"

"I'm not asking," the demon cultivator frowned, a bit stern, "I have only heard you talk about the young master, but I have never seen him. I don't know what the identity of this 'young master' is, whether he is a person or a group of people... "

"You dare to ask? You really don't know how to live or die!"

"Do you still think that you are a child of an aristocratic family and that you are spoiled by the family and can speak freely? Here, talking too much is fatal!"

"I……"

"Shut up!" A demon cultivator whose aura was obviously much stronger said coldly.

His eyes, like those of a tiger and a leopard, glanced around and warned:

"Young Master has the final say on everything in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."

"It doesn't matter whether the young master is a person or a group of people. You just need to know one thing. Whenever you see the young master, you must bow your head. All orders of the young master must be obeyed. Even if the young master wants you to die, you will have to die. !”

All the demon cultivators looked awe-inspiring, some were fearful, some were indifferent, and some were unwilling.

But they only dared to hide all their thoughts in their hearts, and did not dare to show any disrespect to the 'young master'.

"alright……"

Seeing that no one dared to say anything more, the demon cultivator with the strongest aura nodded slightly and said calmly, "Wash the blood on the ground, take the corpse of this demon cultivator, skin it, and dig out the heart to use it to make elixirs."

After saying that, the group of demon cultivators dispersed and each went about their own business.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking slightly.

Is there a "young master" hiding in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?

I just don’t know... whether he is a real young master or a fake young master.

Suddenly, among the gorgeous flower boats, singing and dancing, and lingering music on the banks of the Yanshui River, the figure of a "gongzi" about his own age appeared in his mind again.

There are many silhouettes above the boat curtain.

Dressed like an animal, covered in gorgeous human skin, yet like a demon...

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

There are probably quite a lot of secrets in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

And that "bear manager"...

Manager Xiong had been tricked by him and died in the monster's belly. He died in an ordinary way, with no trace left.

But he is a "steward" after all, and according to these demon cultivators, this steward has been in charge of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison for hundreds of years.

Now that he is dead, I wonder if there will be any action from the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

"Send a new steward over?"

Then do you want to "kill" this new manager too?

In this way, as long as the manager is always dead, can we catch that "young master"?

"Let's have a look at the situation. It's hard to say yet..."

Mo Hua noted the time and sent another number of heavenly stems and earthly branches to Elder Xun, then turned around and went to the prison where Linghuxiao and the others were.

He had to give Linghuxiao a few people some food.

As for the four-elephant formation hub, he had secretly tricked five or six demon cultivators in the past two days, and obtained three types of four-elephant demon patterns: snake pattern, dog pattern, and bear pattern, and he had gained a lot.

You can take it easy for now.

Assassinations should be relaxed and relaxed, not only to create a sense of tension, but also to let them relax occasionally, and not to kill too hard at once.

Now that the Four Symbol Formation Cardinals have mastered it, it is like holding a "book of life and death" in their hands.

Mo Hua's waist became even stiffer, and he didn't even need to be sneaky, he could just hide himself and walk around in the prison.

Anyway, there are demon cultivators everywhere, and whoever dares to see him will die.

In this way, Mo Hua arrived at the prison. When he looked inside, he saw Xiaomu and three others, sitting in the prison like wooden figures, with food on their faces.

If a monk does not eat for a period of time, he will not die, but he will be hungry.

And there will be a certain degree of attenuation of blood gas.

The demon cultivator would also give them some food, but Linghuxiao and the others did not dare to eat.

Demon cultivators practice the demon way and are assimilated step by step by demon power. To a certain extent, they are no different from "monster beasts".

They eat food that ordinary people cannot eat.

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu, remembering Mo Hua's instructions, naturally would not eat the demon cultivator's food.

Even Song Jian knew what was good and what was bad, and understood the pros and cons, so he was always suffering from hunger.

The dog-headed demon cultivator who was guarding him left. The prison was quiet and no one else was watching. Mo Hua gradually appeared.

Ouyang Mu's eyes lit up when he saw the ink painting, and he immediately said in surprise:

"ink……"

Then he realized that his voice was louder, so he immediately lowered his voice and whispered:

"Senior Brother Mo!"

Mo Hua nodded, then took out some fruits, dried meat, and Bigu Pills to satisfy his hunger from the storage bag, and handed them to Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao.

"eat something."

Ouyang Mu looked happy and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Mo!"

Linghuxiao also cupped his hands, with complicated eyes, and whispered: "Thank you."

The feeling of hunger is very painful.

If they continue to be hungry, they may not be able to survive.

Once you eat the unknown meat given by the demon cultivator, your blood energy will probably be contaminated.

Ouyang Mu and Linghuxiao feasted happily.

Song Jian watched helplessly on the side.

Mo Hua had no choice but to give him some dried meat.

Song Jian silently accepted it and immediately wolfed it down. However, he was always arrogant and could not say the word "thank you". He could only wash away a little more of the guilt of "the evil man" Mo Hua in his heart.

Ouyang Mu ate some fruits and dried meat, and his hunger was relieved, so he asked Mo Hua curiously:

"Senior Brother Mo, where have you been these past few days?"

Mo Hua found a place to sit down and said, "I stepped on it and checked the situation."

"But the defense here is too tight, and I don't know how to open the Taniguchi. It won't be easy to rescue you in a short time..."

Ouyang Mu said gratefully: "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Mo."

Then he felt a little guilty and worried, "There are many demon cultivators in this valley and there are dangers everywhere. Why don't you, senior brother, find a way to leave on your own first? We won't be able to drag you down..."

Mo Hua waved his hand, "It's okay, don't worry."

At least in the current Ten Thousand Demons Prison, it would be nice if he didn't go looking for demon cultivators to kill.

Ouyang Mu felt inexplicably relieved when he saw Mo Hua looking calm and at ease, and said nothing more.

Mo Hua thought for a while and then said: "You don't have to worry about my affairs. It's yourselves..."

Mo Hua frowned and said, "Since these demon cultivators have gone to great lengths to kidnap you into the valley, their plans are certainly not small, and I don't know what other methods they will use. You should be careful."

You are in darkness and can move freely.

The three of them, Xiaomu, are in the clear, and they themselves are the target of the evil cultivator's plot. The days to come are probably not going to be easy for them.

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu looked serious and nodded slightly.

Song Jian, who was chewing dried meat on the side, turned slightly pale.

Mo Hua gave a few more instructions and then said: "I'm going to leave now. I'll come see you when I have time..."

"Well, Senior Brother Mo, take care." Ouyang Mu said.

Linghu smiled and said, "Take care."

Mo Hua nodded, and then gradually disappeared in front of Linghuxiao and the others, leaving no trace.

Linghuxiao and Ouyang Mu looked at each other, amazed in their hearts.

What a brilliant concealment technique...

Even though Song Jian had known Mo Hua's methods for a long time, seeing such hidden methods with his own eyes still made him feel cold.

"There is no trace at all. He appears and disappears. How will I deal with him from now on? When will I be able to avenge the sword?"

Song Jian felt helpless and couldn't help but sigh.

…

After leaving the prison, Mo Hua sent a message to Elder Xun:

"I went to see Linghuxiao and Ouyang Mu. Everything is fine for the time being."

"I am fine too!"

The ink drawing at the back also includes a smiling face.

Then Mo Hua continued to do his own thing.

When it comes to killing demon cultivators, copying demon patterns, and deconstructing the Four-Elephant Demon Formation Center, you need to wait a little before starting.

Taking advantage of this time, he continued to repair the Yuan Magnetic Vision Array in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, trying to expand the scope of his "monitoring".

In this way, any disturbance in the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Demons cannot be hidden from his own eyes.

If you encounter any special situation, it’s best to act according to circumstances.

Even for "hunting" demon cultivators, it is much more convenient to analyze the four-image formation.

Thinking of this, Mo Hua was suddenly startled.

Four-image formation...

Why is it called the Four Elephant Formation?

The Five Elements Formation is based on the principles of the Five Elements.

The Bagua formation is based on the study of the principles of Bagua.

But what about the four-image formation?

Logically speaking, shouldn't it be called "Ten Thousand Beasts Formation" or "Ten Thousand Demons Formation"?

Why is it called "Four Symbols"?

After all, what do these four images refer to?

Could it be that he is referring to the four divine beasts?

The legendary green dragon, white tiger, red bird, Xuanwu...

If this is true, then how powerful should the real four-image formation, which adheres to the "divine beast formation pattern" and controls the power of the mythical beasts, be?

Mo Hua looked stunned and fascinated for a moment.

…

Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Xun Ziyou felt a little bitter in his heart when he saw Mo Huafa's smiling face.

I don’t know whether I should say that this child is brave as a skilled person, or as a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers...

Xun Ziyou shook his head and showed the news to the frowning Chongxu Sect elder Shangguan Xuanjian beside him, "Don't worry, Xiao'er's kid is fine for the time being."

Shangguan Xuanjian felt relieved, but not completely relieved.

He smiled bitterly and said: "My life is almost here. If I can smile, I can return to my clan and resume my life. If he..."

Shangguan Xuanjian did not dare to say anything, fearing that he would be like a crow, so he only said bitterly: "I have no face to face my ancestor."

Xunzi Youye sighed: "Me too..."

Shangguan Xuanjian shook his head, "You are much better than me."

Then he was a little confused, "Where did you, Taixu Sect, pick up such a child?"

He can hide, track, and be proficient in formations. In such a dangerous demon valley, he can not only protect himself, but also have the ability to gather information.

Is it really possible for a disciple to do these things?

How did the Taixu Sect pick up this kind of disciple?

Xun Ziyou said silently in his heart:

"I didn't pick it up, it was sent in by the daughter-in-law of the head of your Shangguan family through connections..."

But he didn’t say this clearly, but said:

"This kid doesn't have any merits. He's just a little clever and a little lucky. It's nothing."

Shangguan Xuanjian shook his head and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Then he was a little confused, "Not to mention the disciple of the Song family, wasn't there also a disciple of the Ouyang family of Tai'amen who was arrested? Isn't there any movement at Tai'amen?"

Xun Ziyou also frowned.

Ouyang Mu, although his qualifications are not good, can be regarded as a direct descendant of the Ouyang family.

After disappearing for so many days, the Ouyang family didn't notice at all?

Or is it that the water in Tai Amen is also muddy?

Shangguan Xuanjian and Xun Ziyou looked at each other in silence.

Xun Ziyou's eyes turned cold and he said slowly:

"Let's wait and see when this incident in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is over. I want to see how some people end up in such a big mess..."

…

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, deeper.

In a bloody and luxurious cave.

Jin Gui, who was wearing a gray robe and dressed like a demon cultivator, lowered his head and cupped his hands, and saluted respectfully to a burly black-clothed monk sitting on the tiger demon leather seat:

"Senior brother..."

The monk in black looked coldly and said, "In this valley, you should call me 'leader', not 'senior brother'."

"Yes, leader..."

Jin Gui quickly raised his hands and said.

The leader in black nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

Jin Gui lowered his head and continued:

"Over there in the Ten Thousand Demon Prison, a steward died. It is said that he stole demon blood and was eaten by a demon beast..."

"I have practiced Taoism for so many years, and I have practiced it on a dog. What a waste!" the black-clothed leader cursed, and then said with a cold expression, "If one manager dies, then another one will be replaced. This is the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and there are many demon cultivators..."

"Yes." Jin Gui cupped his hands and said.

The leader in black glanced at Jin Gui and asked:

"Have you sent the finger?"

Jin Gui said: "The severed finger of Ouyang Mu has been sent to Tai'amen and handed over to his brother Ouyang Feng."

"On the Song family side, Song Jian's parents also received their son's severed fingers."

"Just rushing to the virtual gate..."

Jin Gui hesitated, "This Linghu Xiao is alone in the clan and has no close elders. I don't know who to give it to."

The black-clothed leader said: "Let those who rush to the Xumen go first. This Linghuxiao is different from ordinary people. He must retain his apparent identity, and at least he must look 'clean'."

"This boy is gifted with a sword and has a clear swordsmanship. The young master is very optimistic about him. If he attacks the Xumen in the future, he might be the one to decide..."

"yes."

Jin Gui cupped his hands, but when he lowered his head, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

That's the difference.

Talented people are always blessed and receive preferential treatment without having to do anything.

Even those who cultivate demons and become demons are still highly valued.

I tried my best and worked hard to please, but I was still being called around like a "dog".

However, he did not dare to show any trace of jealousy.

Go to the valley first and then get on the boat.

Entering the valley is the first step.

Now that he has entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, his fate is sealed and he can never look back. In order to get ahead, he can only grit his teeth and go on.

"One more thing..." Jin Gui was silent for a moment and then spoke again.

"Say." The leader in black still had a cold face.

Jin Gui thought for a while, frowned slowly and said:

"In the past few days, demon cultivators losing control of their control have often happened in the Ten Thousand Demon Prison..."

"There are often demon cultivators who, just fine, suddenly lose their mind for no apparent reason."

"I don't know if it's because the manager died and there's no control, these lowly demon cultivators can't suppress their beastly nature, or if there are other reasons..."

Jin Gui's voice was low.

"The demon cultivators are out of control?" The black-clothed leader frowned, and his face gradually darkened after a moment, "What do you want to say?"

Jin Gui's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Maybe there is a traitor in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, or someone sneaked in and did something..."

The black-clothed leader's expression changed, his eyes suddenly fierce, as sharp as a sword.

The air was much more oppressive.

Jin Gui lowered his head and dared not speak.

The black-clothed leader pondered for a moment and shook his head slowly, "This Ten Thousand Demons Valley was built according to the structure of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, one of the giants of the Demon Sect;"

"These many unruly demon cultivators are controlled by Mr. Tu with the top-secret Four Symbols Formation of the Great Wilderness;"

"The gate at the entrance of the valley is sealed with the lost Shinto formation;"

"There are many evil tricks in this valley..."

"There can be no traitors, no one can get in, and it is even more impossible to do anything to make the demon cultivators out of control."

Jin Gui still felt suspicious: "But..."

"No buts." The black-clothed leader sneered and took a deep breath, "You are not a formation master, and you don't understand what the 'Four Symbols Formation' and the 'Shinto Formation' mean."

"If you knew, you wouldn't have such layman's worries..."

Jin Gui hurriedly said: "Yes, in terms of formations, your subordinates are ignorant and naturally unworthy of carrying the shoes for the leader."

His expression was a bit flattering.

But his flattery was too low-end, and the black-clothed leader did not appreciate it.

The black-clothed leader frowned and thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Jin Gui bowed and said goodbye, but before he left, he was suddenly called again.

"Jin Gui..."

The black-clothed leader glanced at him and suddenly said:

"You will be the manager of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison."

Jin Gui was shocked and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said: "Leader, I..."

The black-clothed leader looked indifferent, "You are not knowledgeable, but you are right to worry. During this period, the young master happened to be in the valley, so you must not make any mistakes, so as not to leave a bad impression on the young master."

"Since a manager died, you will take over. This shows my respect for you."

"If you perform well, I will report to the young master and ask for credit for you."

Jin Gui wanted to explain, but the black-clothed leader's eyes had changed from indifference to cruelty.

Jin Gui's heart sank, knowing that there was no room for maneuver, so he could only grit his teeth and agree:

"Yes!"

The black-clothed leader nodded slightly, and then said:

"You are also responsible for the three little ghosts. No matter what means you use, make them "surrender" as soon as possible and join us..."

The black-clothed leader smiled slightly, revealing bloody gums.

"...Eat human flesh."