Asking about longevity

In the evening, Mo Hua went to the Taoist room and found Elder Yi who specialized in teaching Taoist courses in Taixu Gate.

Elder Yi was flipping through the roster boredly. When he saw Mo Hua, he was a little surprised and a little wary:

"Are you here to practice magic again?"

When Mo Hua practiced fireball, he blew himself up, causing him to be treated coldly by Mr. Xun for two months. Elder Yi still remembers it fresh.

Therefore, every time Mo Hua came to practice his spells, he had to be very energetic.

"No," Mo Hua waved his hand, "I want to ask you some questions..."

"May I ask you a question?" Elder Yi was startled for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, "I would like to ask you a question..."

As long as he doesn't practice those dangerous spells, Mo Hua is a good boy.

"Tell me what question you want to ask." Elder Yi said.

Mo Hua handed the jade slips that he copied down about the water prison technique to Elder Yi and asked:

"Elder, do you know the Water Prison Technique?"

Elder Yi took the jade slip, looked at it, nodded and said, "This is natural."

He is a Taoist elder.

The Yi family is also a magic family.

He knows more or less the spells included in Taixu Sect.

Although this Water Prison Technique is somewhat remote and has a narrow use, with only a few disciples learning it, as a Taoist elder, he must be aware of it.

"I looked through the records in the sect. It is said that this water prison technique was the secret skill of the water prison sect back then? The water prison sect..." Mo Hua asked quietly, "Elder Yi, do you know?"

Elder Yi frowned.

"Why do you ask?"

If you look at the words and colors of Mo Hua, you will know that Elder Yi knows it.

He thought for a while and explained: "I learned this Water Prison Technique in the sect. But recently I used the Water Prison Technique outside, and someone recognized me and said it was something from the Water Prison Sect. I have some I was curious, so I asked.”

"oh……"

Elder Yi nodded slightly, not doubting that he was there.

The ink painting was said lightly, so he just regarded it as ordinary, and did not think about who the ink painting was for a water prison technique.

Unexpectedly, that person now regards Mo Hua as "the remnant of the Water Prison Sect" and wants to kill Mo Hua and then be quick.

"I know a little bit about the Water Prison Gate..."

Elder Yi thought for a moment and continued: "Thousands of years ago, Shuiyun Sect was quite prominent. At that time, the sect structure in Qianxue Prefecture was different from today. At that time, there were not four major sects and eight gates."

"Back then, in terms of strength, the Water Prison Sect was a sect that could reach the level of the 'Twelve-Level', although not the top sect."

"Moreover, the Twelve-Level Sects back then were a little different from today. The Twelve-Level Sects back then could really reach the top in certain types of monastic inheritance."

"Unlike today, many twelfth-rate sects are even far inferior to the four major sects in their profession. The most typical one is the Wanzhen Sect..."

Elder Yi sighed, "I don't even know how their formations were passed down. Each generation is not as good as the last..."

Mo Hua said: "So, in those days, Water Prison Sect cultivated water-based Taoism to the extreme?"

“I dare not say that I can cultivate to the extreme.” Elder Yi shook his head. The water-based Taoist techniques of Prison Gate are among the best."

"And that's not all. In water-based Taoism, Water Prison Sect also has specialization. The water-based spells it inherits are not all, the focus is on the essence..."

Not the whole thing, but the essence?

Mo Hua thought for a while and said slowly: "The water prison gate has the word "prison" in its name. As the name suggests, it should be a water spell that specializes in controlling imprisonment?"

"Even judging from the name, this sect may be related to Daotingsi?"

Elder Yi looked slightly surprised.

This kid has a good brain.

I don’t know if they are students of formations, but they are all smarter.

That’s not right, there are some students in the sect who are studying formations, but they just look at them in a daze...

Elder Yi thought.

"Yes, back then, the Water Prison Sect was proficient in control, restraint, and imprisonment, including punishment-type water spells. Some of the spells were even forbidden spells..."

Elder Yi continued, "Most of the disciples who graduated from the Water Prison Sect have also entered the various Taoist bureaus, and these monks who came from the Water Prison Sect are proficient in Water Prison-type magic, and they like to use torture and enjoy tormenting people. Although those who are tortured are all guilty cultivators, the reputation of Water Prison Sect has not been very good. "

"after that……"

Elder Yi frowned, "I don't know much about what happened next. I only know that Water Prison Sect seems to be a technique that is cultivated. There is something fundamentally wrong with it. When it is practiced deeply, the mind will become vicious and cruel. "

"And at that time, cases of Shuiyun Sect disciples falling into the devil's path and using the authority of Dao Tingsi to kill innocent people were constantly being exposed."

"The Daoting came for a thorough investigation. This investigation also revealed a major incident, which made the Daoting furious."

"What exactly happened, Daoting has not disclosed to the outside world. The truth of the matter is probably sealed in the files of the Central Daoting."

"Anyway, since then, many people from the Water Prison Sect have died, and all the remaining disciples have been imprisoned. All core inheritances have been banned, and some fragmentary techniques, such as the 'Water Prison Technique', have been lost in the cultivation world. In various places, it has been preserved as a remote monastic method..."

Elder Yi sighed.

The ink painting looked solemn.

He didn't expect that there was such an unknown secret hidden behind the three words "Water Prison Gate".

The matter of cultivating the world is indeed dangerous, complicated and confusing.

Such a big sect, just disappeared just like that...

"The Water Prison Technique is also considered a spell of the Water Prison Sect, will there be any problem? Didn't the Dao Court ban it?" Mo Hua asked.

Elder Yi waved his hand, "How can they all be banned? Moreover, since this spell can be spread out and included in the Taixu Sect, it means there is no big problem."

"And the Water Prison Technique is weird and tricky. Who would learn this kind of spell?"

Mo Hua looked at Elder Yi silently.

Elder Yi then realized that there was someone who had learned the Water Prison Technique in front of him, and smiled awkwardly:

"I'm not talking about you, you... after all, your situation is special, your spiritual consciousness is too strong, and your spiritual power is weak, it's good to find another way and learn some of this kind of control magic, it's good, it's good..."

Mo Hua nodded, and then said:

"Elder, there is another question..."

He thought for a while, looking confused, "I looked through the records of the sect, the Water Prison Sect was destroyed a thousand years ago, but the Water Prison Technique was not included in the Taixu Sect until more than a hundred years ago by a 'Master Yi'."

"This 'Master Yi' is the predecessor of the Yi family who has reached the Yuhua realm, right?"

Elder Yi nodded, "In fact, he should be my uncle."

"Then where did this 'Master Yi' find the inheritance of this Water Prison Technique, from whom did he get it, and how did he find it?" Mo Hua asked

"You're making it difficult for me..." Elder Yi sighed, "How could I possibly know about this kind of thing."

"Then..." Mo Hua whispered, "Can you help me ask Master Yi?"

Elder Yi looked at Mo Hua with an intriguing look, "You kid, did you have this idea from the beginning?"

Mo Hua smiled embarrassedly.

He wanted to ask directly, but he was just a little disciple, and Master Yi didn't know who he was.

Of course, he didn't know who this Master Yi was.

In this case, I can only ask Elder Yi.

Elder Yi pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll help you ask."

Mo Hua's face lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Thank you, Elder Yi!"

Then he patted his chest, "If you have any difficulties in the future, Elder Yi, just come to me. As long as it is something I can do, I will do my best."

Elder Yi laughed.

I am a great Jindan cultivator, a Taoist elder of Taixu Sect, how can I ask for a favor from a little disciple like you.

I...

Elder Yi was stunned.

It seems that it is possible...

At least in front of Mr. Xun, Mo Hua's face is more useful than that of a Jindan elder.

"Okay!" Elder Yi said cheerfully, "I will ask you for help in the future."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

"However," Elder Yi hesitated, "I can ask for you, but uncle... Master Yi, is obsessed with magic and likes to travel around the world, collecting all kinds of Taoist books in various places in Jiuzhou."

"I don't know where uncle is now. I don't know when he will receive the letter sent by flying sword, and I don't know when he will reply. Maybe a few days, maybe a few months, or even a year or two..."

"So long?" Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

"It depends on luck." Elder Yi said, "After all, the cultivation world is vast, and I don't know where to go. Letters are gone."

Mo Hua sighed, "Okay, this is the only way..."

Elder Yi nodded, "If there is any news, I will inform you."

Mo Hua bowed and said, "Thank you, Elder."

After that, Mo Hua went to class and practiced normally.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, during a break, Elder Yi stood at the door and waved at Mo Hua, "Mo Hua, come."

When they arrived at a secluded place, Elder Yi looked at Mo Hua with a strange look.

"You kid, you are so lucky..."

I don't know if there is any blessing from heaven.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Did Master Yi reply?"

"Yes." Elder Yi nodded, "My uncle passed through Kunzhou and was about to return to the clan. He settled in a branch of the Yi family and received my flying sword letter."

"According to my uncle, he also felt that the Water Prison Gate incident a thousand years ago was strange, but many years have passed, and things and people are no longer the same. It is impossible to find out now."

"As for the Water Prison Technique, he got it by chance..."

"Coincidence?" Mo Hua was a little curious.

Elder Yi said: "More than a hundred years ago, my uncle did not travel around. He had nothing to do, so he taught in Taixu Sect."

"One day, he went out to visit a friend and fished by the river. He saw a monk in trouble and saved him. In order to repay my uncle for saving his life, the monk gave him all his spiritual stones and other valuables."

"How could my uncle take these things seriously? He waved his hand and said that saving people is a piece of cake and there is no need to worry about it. You can keep these spiritual stones for your own practice."

"Who knew that the man was a man who valued friendship and said that he would repay the life-saving grace. I have nothing but these spiritual stones. In addition, there are some cultivation methods handed down by ancestors. If the senior does not abandon them, I will use these methods to repay the senior's kindness. "

"My uncle didn't care at first. He is the elder of Taixu Sect and Yuhua Zhenren. He has seen all kinds of methods."

"But when that person took it out, my uncle really had never seen it before..."

"My uncle thought for a long time, and then he deduced from the properties of this method, the flow of meridians, and the use of magic that this is probably the orthodox "Water Prison Technique" secret book of the Water Prison Sect at that time, which is very different from the "castrated version" circulated outside."

"My uncle was delighted and asked him about the origin of this Water Prison Technique. "

"Unexpectedly, that person didn't even know the word Water Prison Technique. He only said that this technique was passed down from our ancestors. I don't know what its name is. It was difficult to learn, not very easy to use, and its lethality was minimal. So I just keep it as an old antique and keep it as a "family heirloom".

"The origin of the Water Prison Gate is indeed not very glorious. My uncle thought about it and didn't say anything about it."

"But he liked the Water Prison Technique very much, so he accepted it. At the same time, he felt a little sorry. Seeing that the monk was poor, he gave him some spiritual stones and helped him find a village for him to settle down and establish a career. …”

This is what Elder Yi said.

Mo Hua gradually frowned, "Zhenren Yi is fishing by the river...is this river the Yanshui River?"

Elder Yi nodded, "It's the Yanshui River."

"Did Master Yi say it was somewhere along the Yanshui River?"

Elder Yi said: "Uncle didn't say this, but since it's fishing, I guess it should be at the river bend downstream. I also went fishing with my uncle several times back then..."

"Downstream Bend?"

The ink painting is unimpressive.

"Along the corner of the Yanshui River, about thirty miles to the west," Elder Yi said, "the water there is deep, there are many water monsters, and the swamps are silted. Monks rarely go there, but there is a water village a few miles away. …”

Mo Hua was suddenly startled.

"Water Village?!"

Elder Yi was startled by the ink painting and couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong?"

"What water village?" Mo Hua asked eagerly.

Elder Yi shook his head, "I have only gone fishing twice, and I have only caught three or four fish. How could I pay attention to the nearby water villages..."

Mo Hua felt heavy in his heart.

He had a strong premonition.

The water village Elder Yi mentioned was probably the "Yu Family Water Village" whose family was destroyed by Shui Yanluo not long ago!

The person Yi Zhenren saved was probably the monk from Yujia Water Village.

In the hands of the monks in the Yu family's water village, there is the inheritance of the water prison technique.

The Yu family's water village was destroyed by Shui Yanluo.

Shuiyanluo said, "The monks of Shuiyanmen must die!"

That being said...

This Yujia Shuizhai is the remaining descendant of Shuiyunmen.

Shui Yan Luo killed everyone in the Yu family's water village, not just to build an altar, but also to silence the descendants of the Shui Prison Gate?

And Yujia Water Village...Yu...

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

He hadn't realized it before, but now he suddenly remembered that in the small fishing village, there were Lao Yutou, Yu Dachuan, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, and they all had the surname "Yu"!

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Lao Yutou's family is also related to Yujia Shuizhai?

The ink painting has ups and downs of mood and changing expressions.

Elder Yi couldn't help but ask: "What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Mo Hua didn't respond, Elder Yi asked again.

Only then did Mo Hua come back to his senses and said: "It's nothing. I was thinking that I still have some formations to draw. I'll go back first. Thank you, Elder Yi..."

"If you have anything to do in the future, I will definitely help you!"

Mo Hua assured, and then ran away.

Elder Yi looked at Mo Hua's back and shook his head in confusion.

…

Mo Hua returned to his disciple's residence, still feeling uneasy.

He immediately sent the message to Gu Changhuai and asked, "Uncle Gu, is there anything going on over there in the small fishing village?"

After a while, Gu Changhuai asked:

"What's the noise?"

"That's it..." Mo Hua thought for a moment, "Are there any sin cultivators or evil cultivators hanging around?"

"I sent people from the Gu family to keep an eye on it. There's nothing unusual for the time being." Gu Changhuai said.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Gu Changhuai asked.

Water Yama may also destroy the small fishing village...

Mo Hua thought for a while and decided not to tell Uncle Gu for the time being. After all, he didn't have any evidence yet.

"I'm just asking casually."

Gu Changhuai was a little wary, "Are you... hiding something from me again?"

"No!" Mo Hua said.

Seeing that Gu Changhuai wanted to ask again, he preemptively asked:

"Uncle Gu, have you met with the instructor from Baihua Valley in the past few days?"

How could Gu Changhuai not know Mo Hua's little thoughts? But he knew that it would be useless to ask, so he said:

"I've seen it before, but she seems to know something and is more vigilant than before."

"She doubted you?"

"From the current point of view, it shouldn't be the case. When it comes to matters between men and women, I pretended to be clumsy and she didn't become suspicious." Gu Changhuai said.

The word "pretend" is a bit redundant...

Mo Hua cursed in his heart.

But he didn't say it out loud, fearing that Uncle Gu would be petty and vengeful.

"Uncle Gu, it's up to you." Mo Hua encouraged.

Hua Ruyu's side depends on Uncle Gu's blind date to find clues.

Gu Changhuai only replied with a faint "hmm".

After that the chat ends.

Mo Hua put down some snacks, but didn't put them down completely.

"Yujia Water Village, small fishing village..."

Mo Hua felt that he still had to see it in person.

A few days later, it was Xun's break again. Mo Hua drove away from Taixumen alone. Along the Yanshui River, he passed through several fairy cities, bought some things, and then came to the small fishing village.

The small fishing village was safe and sound.

Old Yutou was overjoyed when he saw the ink painting.

In his eyes, Mo Hua is a real "distinguished guest".

Seeing that there were other fishing cultivators around, it was not the time to speak, so Mo Hua said:

"Can I go and pay homage to that..." Mo Hua pointed towards the back of the village, "Can I pay homage to that little immortal?"

Old Yutou said happily: "Of course, of course, I hope that little immortal can also bless my benefactor with blessings like the East Sea and a boundless path."

I bless myself...

The mood of the ink painting is a little subtle.

When he arrived at Houcun, Mo Hua placed some fruits and other things on the table, and then pretended to bow to his statue.

It was still morning, the fisherman was busy with his livelihood, Lao Yutou did not follow, and there was no one else around.

Mo Hua then whispered: "Come out."

After a while, a bright white silver fish swam out from behind the majestic little immortal statue, nodding and bowing to the ink painting.

"I've met my benefactor."

"You are too thin. I brought you some food to replenish your body." Mo Hua pointed to the spirit melon and spirit fruit on the altar.

He had always fed Huangshan Jun before.

But Mr. Huangshan lives far away and in a bit of a remote area, so he doesn't always have time to go there.

At this time, I happened to drop by to feed the small whitebait.

No matter how miserable Huangshan Jun is, he still has a human form. If this little whitebait is not fed, he will become too thin to look like a fish.

The little whitebait was even more grateful for the ink painting.

It can barely be regarded as a god in two lifetimes, and no one has ever been so kind to it.

The little whitebait gnawed on the fruits with its small mouth.

Mo Hua then asked: "Little Silver Fish, do you know the origin of this small fishing village?"

Little Silver Fish shook his head and said, "I even forgot to report back to my benefactor..."

After saying that, it started to eat the sweet offerings again.

Come on, I am a foodie and a bit unreliable...

Mo Hua is helpless.

I can only ask Lao Yutou.

When it was time for dinner, Mo Hua had another meal at Old Yutou's house.

But this time he brought some spiritual flesh.

Although it is not very expensive, for poor monks like Lao Yutou and his family who make a living by fishing and hunting, this is something they may not be able to eat during the holidays.

Old Yutou felt grateful and guilty at the same time.

"It cost my benefactor..."

"It's okay." Mo Hua said, "I didn't spend many spiritual stones."

The main reason is that he is now in the sect, and his food and clothing can be exchanged for merit.

After leaving the sect, there was still a large family like the Gu family to provide food and drink, so I didn't have many places to use spirit stones, and I also saved a lot of money.

Lao Yutou and Yu Dachuan kept toasting to Mo Hua.

Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi happily ate the spiritual meat.

They can only count the few pieces of meat they can eat in their mouths all year round.

After eating, Yu Dachuan went down to the river again.

Xiaoshunzi and Xiaoshuizi lay in the yard and took a nap in the shade.

Old Yutou made a pot of good tea for Mo Hua.

Although the tea is not very good, it is still the best tea they can produce at home.

Mo Hua lowered his voice and asked, "Old man, do you know about the Yu family's water village?"

When Old Yutou heard this, he immediately looked frightened and turned pale:

"I heard that just on the Yanshui River, a person from a village died cleanly, and half of the river was dyed red with blood..."

Mo Hua then considered and said: "The surname of Yu's water village is Yu, and your surname is also Yu..."

"Yes," Lao Yutou sighed without doubting his presence, "Speaking of it, we are somewhat related. Two generations ago, we may be considered people from the Yu family's water village and also live in the village... "

Mo Hua thought as expected, and then looked curious, "Then, why do you live in this small fishing village?"

"Speaking of which, I feel a little ashamed," Old Yutou sighed. "It is said that my grandfather's generation was of bad character and lazy in food, so he was kicked out of the village and left to fend for himself. Now that I think about it, it was actually a blessing in disguise..."

Old Yutou was a little scared, "Otherwise, our big family would probably be like the people in the village, and we would all die in the village at the hands of someone unknown."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

Being kicked out...

I'm afraid this matter is not that simple.

"How much do you know about the village?" Mo Hua asked again.

Old Yutou thought for a while and shook his head, "We have stopped interacting with each other a long time ago. Once the blood connection between our ancestors is separated, it will be severed. If you don't tell me, I won't even mention it."

"We are all poor people, and life is not easy. How can we ask about these sesame seeds and rotten millet..."

Old Yutou sighed with an expression.

Mo Hua also sighed slightly.

It seems that the old man doesn't know much.

Afterwards, the two continued to drink tea.

Mo Hua was thinking to himself, wondering if there were any clues he had missed that could help him uncover Shui Yanluo's purpose and the truth about the Yu family's water village...

I just turned over and over again, but I didn't have any good clues.

Just at this moment, when the breeze passed, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi in the yard couldn't help but turn over.

The spiritual power in the two children's bodies circulated and their breaths came out.

Mo Hua looked at them and was suddenly startled.

He had noticed before that the cultivation of these two children was improving very quickly, but now it seemed that their cultivation was improving faster than he thought.

Moreover, the breath is a little special...

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.