Asking about longevity

"There is actually a man in Baihua Valley..."

The woman's originally cold expression gradually became covered with a layer of frost.

Although she looks like a pretty little junior sister.

But in the eyes of a monk who is as advanced as a woman and has studied a little bit of heavenly arithmetic, there is a division between yin and yang, and the qi of men and women cannot be concealed.

The woman stretched out her fair and slender palms, wanting to immediately catch the little bastard who had disguised himself as a woman and sneaked into Baihua Valley, but the next moment, she suddenly froze again.

Among the female disciples, the colorful energy.

The causal aura of the ink painting is as pure as the white clouds in the sky, as clear as a spring water, and even...

There is still a hint of familiar feeling.

familiar?

The woman's expression was a little confused for a moment.

There is a trace of pain in the feeling of despair.

She thought for a moment, then slowly lowered her palm, staring at the ink painting with eyes as bright as blooming flowers.

"I want to see what this little bastard wants to do when he sneaks into our Baihua Valley..."

…

On the mountain road, Mo Hua suddenly felt something. He couldn't help but look up at the sky and then around.

Hua Qianqian noticed something unusual in the ink painting and looked confused, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua looked around and frowned slightly.

He just felt that there was a cold eye staring at him.

But after careful inspection, no abnormality was found.

"Has been discovered?"

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

He thought about it carefully and felt that something was wrong. If he was really discovered, it must be the great monk in Baihua Valley, or a real person. Once they discovered him, they would definitely subdue him on the spot, and then launch an army to hold him accountable. .

It is impossible to leave yourself alone.

Is that an illusion?

Mo Hua was also a little unsure, so he said: "Senior sister, let's hurry up and go back early."

Once discovered, there will be big trouble.

Not only did he lose his face as the "little senior brother" of the Taixu Sect, Senior Sister Qianqian and Senior Sister Murong would also be implicated.

Hua Qianqian also knew the pros and cons, so she nodded.

"good."

Then the two of them quickened their pace.

Baihua Valley, as its name suggests, the valley is full of flowers.

On both sides of the mountain road, in the pavilions and courtyards, up and down the pavilions, flowers of various colors are planted, whether bright red, red, light yellow, green, or elegant white.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, powder, and fragrant red flowers.

However, Mo Hua came in "sneaking", and he had other business matters to attend to, so he didn't have the time to enjoy the scenery.

He was just like this, being held by Hua Qianqian, and followed step by step.

After walking around the flower beds, flower courtyards, flower buildings, flower mountains and seas of flowers for who knows how long, I came to a place where the disciples were sitting.

The shape of the disciple's residence is also related to flowers.

From the outside, the entire pavilion looks like a gorgeous flower.

Entering the disciple's residence, not only are there flowers planted on both sides of the road, but the surrounding walls, floors, tables, chairs, and screens are either decorated with flowers or painted with colorful patterns.

There are many disciples, and they are all female disciples with beautiful looks and their own merits.

Hua Qianqian said hello to a few familiar female disciples, and then pulled Mo Hua upstairs without waiting for them to say anything.

When they arrived at a secluded place with no one around, Hua Qianqian told Mo Hua:

"This is the residence of female disciples, please don't look around!"

"No taking anything."

"If some sisters talk to you, don't pay attention to them. If they want to take advantage of you, you must protect yourself and not suffer any loss!"

Mo Hua nodded slowly.

However, he did understand the previous one.

This is the residence of female disciples, and it is impolite to look around.

The latter part is somewhat unclear.

Being taken advantage of?

protect yourself?

This is Baihua Valley, who will take advantage of me?

However, he didn't feel comfortable asking, so he just lowered his head and followed Hua Qianqian closely, looking at his toes and trying not to look around, lest he really saw something impolite.

Just like that, I don't know how long I walked before I heard Hua Qianqian's voice:

"arrive."

Mo Hua raised his head slightly and saw that the surroundings were indeed much quieter, and there was a living room in the distance that was full of scorch marks.

Hua Qianqian sighed: "Because sister Jin'er set herself on fire, all the nearby disciples moved away, so it is safe here and there is no one else."

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer cautious.

Only then did he focus his gaze and look at the room in the distance that was full of scorch marks.

Senior Sister Ye Jin burned herself to death there.

At this time, the door of the room was closed tightly, but there was a faint cold Yin Qi seeping out from the crack in the door.

It was a sunny morning, but Hua Qianqian felt a little cold.

Mo Hua whispered: "Let's go take a look."

Hua Qian nodded.

This time, Mo Hua walked in front. Hua Qianqian unknowingly followed Mo Hua. Walking behind Mo Hua, she actually felt a little relieved.

The corridor was deathly quiet.

The two of them approached slowly step by step, but fortunately nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Walking all the way to the door, Mo Hua took a closer look and found that a formation had been set up on the closed door.

"Sealed by the formation..." Hua Qianqian said.

"It's okay, it's just a second-grade formation." Mo Hua said easily.

It’s just...a second-grade formation...

Hua Qianqian's expression was stagnant, and when she accidentally discovered that Mo Hua had unlocked the formation, her beautiful eyes were startled.

"So fast……"

We haven’t seen each other for a few years, and Junior Brother Mo’s formations seem to have become even more powerful...

Hua Qianqian couldn't help but look at the ink paintings a few more times.

After the formation was unlocked, Mo Hua was about to open the door, but before opening the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Hua Qianqian:

"Senior sister, you must be careful when you go in later. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me that being sneaky is not a trivial matter and you must not show off."

Mo Hua said it very solemnly

Hua Qianqian clenched the corners of her clothes, cold sweat dripping from her palms, and nodded seriously.

After finishing speaking, Mo Hua gently opened the door.

A strong gloomy aura rushed to his face in an instant.

It was obviously dark and cold, but there was also a burning sensation after being burned by fire, which seemed extremely strange and weird.

Mo Hua and the two endured the discomfort and walked indoors.

As expected, the room was completely charred, and almost everything was burned to the ground.

There were still some black marks on the bed.

Although Mo Hua couldn't bear to think about it, he also knew that these were the ashes left after Senior Sister Ye Jin was burned to death.

These ashes are like her resentment in the world, which cannot be left behind.

"But……"

Mo Hua looked around and frowned slightly.

No……

There is no evil spirit at all.

There are no evil spirits either.

This is just a gloomy house with dead people. Other than that, there is nothing unusual about it.

what happened?

Mo Hua was puzzled.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill spreading against the back of his neck.

A pair of pale and delicate palms slowly stretched out, as if to strangle his neck.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, and he immediately used Water Step to escape from this cold and cold murderous intention. He turned around and saw Hua Qianqian's empty eyes, staring at Mo Hua. A pair of arms stretched forward, as if to strangle Mo Hua to death. .

"Possessed?!"

The ink painting feels slightly creepy.

When did this happen? He didn't notice at all?

When the demon-possessed "Hua Qianqian" saw that Mo Hua had not been strangled to death, she immediately became angry, opened her two white claws, and attacked Mo Hua again.

Ink painting has no choice but to deal with it temporarily.

The two chased each other in the house that was scorched by the fire.

Hua Qianqian is already in the late stage of foundation building. Her cultivation level is much higher than that of ink painting. However, she is considered a spiritual practitioner and is proficient in Baihua Acupuncture. After being possessed by a ghost, she only retains her instincts and can only kill like a physical practitioner. , which poses little threat to Mo Hua, who is known for his body skills.

But continuing like this is not an option.

If there is a big commotion and others discover it, there will be big trouble.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and whispered: "Sister, I'm offended."

"Hua Qianqian" was driven by ghost thoughts and threw herself at the ink painting. The ink painting was like flowing water, lightly flashing past, and went around behind "Hua Qianqian". She took out a "Qianjun Stick" with her backhand, activated the formation, and knocked On the back of "Hua Qianqian"'s head.

"Hua Qianqian" also practiced physical training, but her physical body was not strong. After receiving the blow, her consciousness was shaken and her body slowly fell down.

Mo Hua quickly caught her body and laid it flat on the ground.

But just for a moment, "Hua Qianqian" opened her eyes again, and her eyes were like a ghost, and her ferocious nature was revealed.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Hua immediately took out a piece of black cloth and covered "Hua Qianqian's" forehead.

On this piece of black cloth, a sealed Shinto formation was drawn in ink.

The black cloth wrapped around the head sealed the ghost in the sea of ​​consciousness, and to a certain extent, suppressed the power of the ghost.

"Hua Qianqian" looked distorted, but her body couldn't move.

But continuing like this is still not an option.

Fierce ghosts can devour people's spiritual thoughts.

If it remains sealed in Senior Sister Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness, then Senior Sister Qianqian will be in danger.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then tried to look cold and said:

"I will unseal it later. If you don't come out, I will seal you inside forever and let you rot and die together with this body!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Hua carefully opened the yellow cloth a little.

But "Hua Qianqian" still wanted to strangle him.

He had no choice but to seal the devil away again. This time he changed his rhetoric and sneered:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Once you die with this body, your resentment will be completely wiped out. Your long-cherished wish before death will go to hell with you. It will never be realized in this life."

After saying this, Mo Hua could clearly feel the ghost thoughts in Hua Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness trembling.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he gently opened the seal.

Sure enough, a gloomy and cold ghost thought, like three-nine days of ice water, suddenly surged out of Hua's shallow sea of ​​consciousness.

After it gushes out, Mo Hua immediately takes out another piece of black cloth and covers Hua Qianqian's forehead.

On this black cloth, the Shenguan Formation is painted.

Use spiritual thoughts to form a door and lock the sea of ​​consciousness.

In this way, ghost thoughts will no longer be able to invade Senior Sister Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness after a while.

At this time, ghost thoughts were lingering in the room, and it suddenly became a bit colder.

The ink painting has bright eyes, containing golden light, looking into the room.

He could see that in the void, there was a dark shadow that seemed real and illusory, exuding astonishing resentment and filled with great hatred for all living people.

This is the jealousy of the dead towards the living.

It is also the resentment of those who died tragically towards those who survived.

This phantom of ghost thoughts is different from all the ghosts, corpses, demons and other evil spirits that Mo Hua has encountered before.

It is more like a collection of "resentment and hatred".

Without a clear will, the resentment from his previous life remains, and he acts in a nearly instinctive manner.

Even a bit like...

Taoism?

Mo Hua's pupils trembled slightly, and he felt vaguely that he seemed to understand something, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"No matter what it is, it can't be kept, otherwise it will definitely be a big disaster."

But looking at the ghost thought in front of him, Mo Hua was somewhat helpless.

His spiritual consciousness could not leave his body.

The spiritual consciousness turned into a sword, which could not be used in reality.

Otherwise, only one sword would be needed to kill this ghost thought.

If he couldn't kill it, he could only find a way to lead the ghost thought into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly, and he opened his arms, pretending to be arrogant:

"Don't you want to 'eat' people? Come on, let me see if you have the ability to eat me."

The ghost thought was not moved at all.

Although Mo Hua was wearing a Taoist robe from Baihua Valley and looked like a harmless junior sister, the ghost thought could almost instinctively feel a breath from Mo Hua that made it palpitate.

But the ghost thought needed a place to live.

The only person left in the room who could live was Mo Hua, except Hua Qianqian, who fainted and had her sea of ​​consciousness sealed by Mo Hua.

Its desire for the divine thoughts of a living person finally overcame its fear.

After hesitating for a long time, the ghost thought really turned into a gloomy wind and rushed into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

And the moment it entered Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, the ending was already doomed.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua's divine thought incarnation opened his golden eyes and looked at the sinister and evil ghost thought in front of him.

There were golden blood veins flowing on his body, exuding a powerful majesty.

Every bit of the ghost thought was trembling.

It knew that this human was enough to make the ghosts afraid, but it never expected that it would see such a terrifying existence when it entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

The ghost thought turned into a gloomy wind again and turned around to escape.

But it couldn't escape at all.

Mo Hua stretched out his palm, and the golden array pattern appeared, condensed into a chain, and then completely blocked the ghost thought phantom. No matter how it struggled and roared, it couldn't break through.

After a while, the ghost thought phantom fell silent.

Mo Hua frowned.

The next moment, a piercing roar sounded, like a woman being tortured and screaming before she died.

The ghost thought phantom suddenly turned red.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

"Is this... a sign of transformation into a fierce ghost?"

Is it going to transform into a real fierce ghost?

At the same time, a smell of evil changes emanated from it. This evil change breath seemed to contain a kind of strange and mutated law that could distort the avenue and corrode the mind.

The golden lock formation that Mo Hua had condensed with his powerful divine thoughts was also eroded and broken bit by bit by the evil breath.

Mo Hua's expression changed slightly.

It was indeed the breath of the evil spirit. Although it was still very weak, it was already very obvious.

"We can't let her really change and become a fierce ghost..."

Mo Hua sighed, and a golden sword condensed in his hand. With just one sword, he pierced the forehead of the ghost thought.

The ghost thought did not dodge.

It seemed to know that in front of the nearly "god" Mo Hua, all its efforts were just a dying struggle.

It was just unwilling.

Before dying, it slightly solidified its body and revealed its original appearance.

This was a woman who was burned by the fire of karma and completely disfigured, with a hideous and terrifying face.

But Mo Hua knew that it had a very beautiful face when it was alive.

"Why?"

The female ghost's voice was hoarse, as if several resentments were intertwined, and she was extremely sad and angry.

"Why..."

"I died tragically, I became a fierce ghost, but I still can't kill them?"

"Why, I am the one who suffers, I am the one who deserves to die?"

"Just because I have a good-looking skin?"

"Why, I became a ghost, but I still can't take revenge?"

"Why, when I was alive, I was the one who died, and when I became a ghost, I am still the one who deserves to die?"

"Heaven is fair? Where is heaven?"

She laughed extremely shrilly, like a night owl.

It was difficult for Mo Hua to connect her with the oval-faced, delicate, shy and quiet Senior Sister Ye Jin.

For a moment, Mo Hua felt sympathy.

But she was already a half-step fierce ghost, and she had to die.

Mo Hua sighed deeply, his eyes firm, and said slowly:

"If you stay in the world, you will only kill innocent people, go with peace of mind..."

"I will kill those people you want to kill for you."

"The way of heaven may not be fair, but since your resentment has been destroyed in my hands, your enemies will also die in my hands..."

Mo Hua's voice was both cold and compassionate.

The female ghost was stunned.

It stood there stupidly, allowing Mo Hua's sword light to cut it into pieces.

But at the same time, its hideous face gradually disappeared, and the burn marks on its body were also recovering bit by bit, as if it had become the quiet and gentle 'Senior Sister Ye' again.

She looked at Mo Hua deeply, staring into Mo Hua's eyes, her voice was as delicate and gentle as when she was alive, and nodded:

"Okay."

After that, the sword light flashed.

Her figure, along with her resentment, and the evil ghost, all disappeared together.

But at the same time, Mo Hua could sense that there seemed to be a "cause and effect" entangled with him.

This was a kind of causal agreement.

It was also a promise he made to the evil ghost.

The net of heaven is vast and wide, nothing can escape it.

Good deeds are rewarded with good, evil deeds are punished with evil.

In this world, good people may die, but evil people must not live.

Mo Hua's eyes were as sharp as a sword.

He looked around again, released his consciousness and checked his sea of ​​consciousness, and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, then he withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua opened his eyes after his consciousness went back.

The room was full of burn marks, but the yin energy had faded a lot, and there was no such cold and gloomy feeling.

It was as if some kind of grudge was understood.

Or perhaps, this grudge was entangled in his own cause and effect.

Mo Hua looked around and found that Hua Qianqian was still lying on the ground, so he immediately went forward to help her up, tested her breath, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's nothing serious...

The injury from the stick he hit was not serious.

After all, he was not a physical cultivator.

The reason why she was still unconscious was probably because she was possessed by a fierce ghost for a short time, and her consciousness was affected and damaged, so she was still in a coma for the time being.

But Mo Hua was powerless to deal with the things in other people's sea of ​​consciousness.

He could only solve the problems in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Even if it was the incarnation of the evil god, if it came to his sea of ​​consciousness, he would have to peel it, disinfect it, and make it into "teppanyaki".

But he had no way to deal with other people's sea of ​​consciousness.

Even the evil spirits in reality, as long as they did not enter his sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua would not be able to deal with them for the time being.

Mo Hua sighed slightly and shook Hua Qianqian's body.

"Senior sister..."

"Hey, senior sister, wake up..."

But before he could wake Hua Qianqian up, Mo Hua's expression suddenly changed.

Is there anyone?

There was a female cultivator, who was walking towards here little by little, perhaps not noticing the unusual movement here.

Not good...

Mo Hua thought for a while and immediately performed the concealment technique.

But after performing the spell, his figure did not disappear.

Mo Hua was startled.

What happened?

He sensed the surroundings and was surprised to find that the entire Baihua Valley's disciples were set up with advanced development arrays.

It was estimated that at least three-grade or above.

When Mo Hua came, he was afraid of being exposed, so he did not release his spiritual sense and observed everywhere, and did not notice it for a while.

Mo Hua had a headache.

"There is no way..."

He thought about it, and then found a few flowers from Hua Qianqian's storage bag, and some of them happened to be magnolias.

Mo Hua placed the magnolias at the place where Ye Jin died by self-immolation.

Then he returned to Hua Qianqian, pretending to shake her body with a worried look, and whispered anxiously:

"Senior sister, senior sister, what's wrong with you, senior sister, wake up..."

The breath of the cultivator was getting closer and closer.

The footsteps were also faintly audible.

A moment later, a woman wearing a Taoist robe from Baihua Valley and heavily made up appeared in front of the door.

She looked into the house with a rather vigilant look, and happened to see Hua Qianqian lying on the ground, and Mo Hua, who looked worried in front of Hua Qianqian.

While the woman was looking at Mo Hua, Mo Hua also looked at her from the corner of his eyes.

At first glance, Mo Hua could not help but be surprised.

He actually knew this woman.

During the Chinese New Year, in the courtyard of the Gu family, when Elder Gu Hong introduced a blind date to Uncle Gu, he showed a portrait.

Mo Hua had also seen that portrait.

And the person in the portrait was the heavily made-up woman in front of him.