Asking about longevity

Chapter 850: Whispering (An extra chapter for the leader Mao Ni's Night Boss~)

Finally!

I've caught him...

Mo Hua was overjoyed, but he remained calm on the surface. He just asked with a straight face: "What altar?"

"The altar for offering sacrifices to the Lord..."

"Where is it?"

"In..." Mr. Wu hesitated.

Mo Hua kindly reminded, "Xiao Diansi has a bad temper. If you don't tell him, he will cut your stomach open."

Mr. Wu panicked and said quickly, "It's in the inner hall of the Dragon King Temple!"

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head suddenly:

"Something is wrong. You didn't ask for anything, didn't say a single condition, and you just easily told me the location of the altar? There must be something wrong..."

Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "The knife is in your hands, and I'm just a fish on the chopping board. How dare I ask for anything? I just hope you can spare my life. If I die, I won't be able to serve the Lord God with all my heart and soul."

This Mr. Wu was still thinking about his "Lord God" when he was about to die.

I don't know how his brain was washed.

Mo Hua shook his head.

Xiao Diansi, who was standing aside, pondered for a moment, unwilling to delay any longer, so he pointed his long sword at Mr. Wu's throat, and a sharp edge flashed between his narrow eyes, and he said in a cold voice:

"Lead the way, go to the altar, and take out the fishbone token you hid, and I won't kill you."

Mr. Wu was pointed at by the sword, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I'll take you there..."

Mo Hua also wanted to go to the altar that he had been thinking about day and night.

But with so many people watching, he had to pretend on the surface, so he said with a worried look:

"I'm afraid there is a trick..."

Xiao Diansi shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Mo Hua said again, "This Mr. Wu may not have any good intentions. That altar may not be a good place..."

Xiao Diansi said: "There are so many of us, and there are four golden elixirs. We are not afraid of anything in this Dragon King Temple. As for Mr. Wu..."

"Along the way, if there is any disturbance, I will ask Mr. Wu to die first."

Mr. Wu's cheek twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He only had the foundation-building cultivation. If he had not turned into the dragon-scale monster that was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, he would naturally not be Xiao Diansi's opponent.

Mo Hua then sighed and said, "Reluctantly":

"In this case, I will listen to Xiao Diansi and go to the altar to take a look."

Xiao Diansi nodded, pointed his sword at Mr. Wu and said, "Please lead the way, sir."

Mr. Wu looked ugly, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, and he could not refuse at this time.

"Everyone, follow me..."

Mr. Wu looked around, bowed to the corpses of the temple guards on the ground, and then turned around and walked towards the Yaksha Hall.

After entering the Yaksha Hall, he saw several Yakshas with hands and feet, covered with scales, strange faces, blue faces and fangs standing on both sides of the road.

Mo Hua saw it and muttered in his heart.

The appearance of these Yakshas was somewhat similar to the monsters that Mr. Wu turned into.

Mr. Wu didn't even look at the Yaksha statues and continued to walk inside.

After passing the Yaksha Hall and several other halls, he came to the middle hall of the Dragon King Temple.

But as soon as they arrived at the middle hall, they saw blood everywhere, and everyone's expressions changed slightly.

As far as the eye could see, the entire middle hall, countless pavilions and halls, most of them had been demolished, the beams collapsed, leaving only broken walls, an empty, messy and desolate place.

The ground around was also soaked in filthy blood.

The blood was black and smelly, but it seemed to contain abundant evil power.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, took out a long iron stick, soaked it in the water for a while, and when he took it out again, the iron stick had been corroded by the evil spirit, the iron was loose, and the inside was black and red.

Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Mr. Wu, and asked:

"You use this blood water to draw the evil array?"

Mr. Wu's heart was beating wildly, but on the surface he looked a little confused and panicked and said: "Young Master, what evil array, I don't know..."

"Aren't you a formation master?" Mo Hua asked.

"It's true that I am a formation master, but I really don't know anything about this blood water."

"Then what's going on with the hall here? Why did it collapse?"

"This..." Mr. Wu hesitated.

Mo Hua said in a slightly cold tone, "Those people outside died in your hands and were eaten by you. You can say you don't know. But the temple inside was demolished into this state. It is obviously not a matter of one day or one night. You are the person in charge of the Dragon King Temple. Don't tell me you don't even know this?"

Mr. Wu's face twitched slightly, and he said, "According to the will of the Lord, this Dragon King Temple needs to be renovated, so these temples have been demolished and planned to be rebuilt, but..."

Mr. Wu was helpless, "... before the construction started, such a change happened. All the temple keepers died. I don't know why it became like this. This blood on the ground, I really don't know where it came from..."

Mo Hua frowned and said nothing.

Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, glanced around, and said:

"Forget it, it's useless to say these things, let him lead the way quickly. Find the altar, get the fish bone token, and leave this broken temple."

Mo Hua nodded and said nothing more.

Mr. Wu also led the way quietly in front.

However, the blood on the ground was too filthy and the monks could not get involved, so they had to find another path among the broken walls, which took some time.

After stumbling all the way, they finally passed through the ruins of the central hall and crossed the scarlet blood all over the ground.

After passing the middle hall, what lies in front of you is a large door.

The gate is five or six people tall, with a wide and thick temple eaves above the head, with murals carved on it. Between the two closed doors, there is a huge stone lock-like ferocious sheep head.

The sheep's head opens its mouth, majestic and terrifying, and bites the two doors tightly.

This is the door that separates the nave from the cella.

It is also a door that isolates the altar.

Mo Hua looked at the ferocious and terrifying, yet familiar and friendly sheep head, and vaguely sensed the mouth-watering aura behind the sheep head gate, and his heart was pounding.

He stopped pretending and asked Mr. Wu directly:

"How to open the door?"

Mr. Wu said: "This door is not easy to open..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Hua said with a straight face.

"well……"

Mr. Wu kept saying, murmuring in his heart: This kid, why was he so wary just now, but now he is a little anxious?

Along the way, this kid has been too shrewd.

He can find a thorn in every little thing.

Those eyes were as clear as water, and occasionally as deep as an abyss. When he stared at her, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Mr. Wu did not dare to deceive, so he said:

"It takes some time to open this door... It was originally supposed to be prepared one day in advance before the sacrifice. Offerings should be placed first, incense should be burned to inform the Lord of God, and the Lord begged the Lord for his will. Only then can the door be opened... …”

Mo Hua frowned, "Please explain it more clearly."

"Yes, yes," Mr. Wu said, "To put it simply, we need to place offerings and offer human sacrifices. After one day, if the Lord God approves, the door will naturally open."

"Why does it take so long?" Mo Hua asked.

Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "This, this is the rule of the God Lord. It takes a day to open this door. As for why... I am just a servant of the God Lord, how can I know..."

Mo Hua frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, but said:

"Then open the door now."

Mr. Wu was confused: "If you open this door, you will need a human sacrifice..."

"What kind of human sacrifice?"

"It takes a living person as a 'sacrifice' to open the door..."

Mo Hua said with an indifferent expression: "Don't tell me whether these things are available or not. I just need to open the door and you can figure out the rest by yourself."

"You can get any human or dog sacrifices yourself. If you can't get them, you'll have to kill yourself and offer them up as a 'human sacrifice'."

Mr. Wu had a wry smile on his face, but he was so angry that his teeth itched in his heart.

This kid is really hateful!

Sooner or later, he will be punished by the God Lord and die without a burial place!

Mo Hua is not used to Mr. Wu either.

He has had many dealings with such deep-thinking masters who are neither human nor ghosts, and he knows what their virtues are.

If you don't force them, you won't know what tricks they are hiding.

"Hurry up and open the door, don't play any tricks, or you'll be disemboweled!" Mo Hua threatened.

Xiao Diansi on the other side also held his sword and stared at him eagerly.

Mr. Wu sighed and did not dare to deal with it anymore. Instead, he walked to a statue on the side of the gate, turned the mechanism, and took out three boxes from the belly of the statue.

There was a formation engraved on the box, and Mo Hua could tell at a glance that it was an ice formation, probably for refrigeration.

Mr. Wu opened the box. There were three beating hearts in the box.

I don’t know whether these three hearts are human or demonic, and I don’t know how long they have been stored, but the blood is still fresh, and they were still trembling slightly when they were taken out of the box.

Mr. Wu placed these three hearts on the gate, in the mouth of the ram's horn relief.

In an instant, several fangs sprouted from the sheep's mouth and bit the three hearts.

The blood seeped out, along the fangs, and was sucked into the mouth of the horn relief, and then seeped into the surroundings of the relief, following the blood grooves on it, activating the strange patterns around it one by one.

However, this progress is very slow.

"When the blood tank is full, the door can be opened." Mr. Wu said.

Seeing that the door was indeed opening slowly, Mo Hua nodded and stopped embarrassing Mr. Wu.

Now that the door is open, it will take a day.

Before that, everyone could only wait silently. Some people were still injured and needed to find a place to meditate and rest.

But the problem is that the people in Mo Hua are actually not the same people. Although they seem to be in peace with each other, they still have grudges and suspicions about each other.

Therefore, during the break, everyone separated with a tacit understanding. They each found a place to meditate and rest on the ruined wall in front of the Sheephorn Gate. At the same time, they remained alert and wary of each other.

Mr. Wu is alone.

Xie Liu, Shui Yanluo, and Xiao Diansi were together.

Xiao Tianquan pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and stayed with Xiao Diansi for the time being.

Mo Hua naturally stayed with Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi.

As for Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian, he also pulled them to meditate near Xia Diansi to heal their injuries.

Xiao Diansi saw it, but did not stop him. He just glanced at the ink painting and reminded:

"The poison in the boy Tai Amen is my water prison force, and the poison in that girl in Baihua Valley is Guishui poison. In this Dragon King Temple, only I can eliminate the water prison force, and only I can cure the Guishui poison." …”

The implication is that Mo Hua should not have other thoughts.

Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian are still his hostages.

Mo Hua felt a little tricky, but on the surface he just waved his hand casually, "I know, I know, Xiao Diansi, don't worry, I won't take them away."

Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, without any joy or anger, and turned and left.

Then Mo Hua found a clean place for everyone to rest.

Surrounded by ruins, it was relatively safe, and you could see the sheep horn gate not far away, and you could see the progress of the blood tank and predict the time when the gate would open.

Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi sat on the ground, guarding against Xiao Diansi and others.

Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian meditated under the protection of the two, one healing and the other suppressing the toxicity.

Mo Hua also sat for a while, and then felt the ground was a little cold.

This Dragon King Temple is in the middle of the Yanshui River, soaked in water vapor, and the air is chilly.

It was okay when we were fighting and rushing before, but now that I calmed down and sat on the ground, I felt a little cold on my body.

Mo Hua took out a warm blanket and wrapped himself up. He turned his head to look at Gu Changhuai and the others, thought for a while, and took out a few more blankets, giving one to each person.

He often went out and often slept outdoors, so the fluffy blanket in the storage bag was a must.

This was a habit he developed when he was traveling with his master, junior brothers and sisters.

Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't refuse. They thanked Mo Hua, took the blanket, and put it on their bodies. As expected, they felt warm and could not help but appreciate Mo Hua's care and consideration.

After that, everyone was silent and meditated to rest.

The surroundings became quiet.

Mo Hua wrapped himself in the blanket and took advantage of his free time to silently think about the Dragon King Temple in his heart.

Some things, others don't care about, but he can't help but keep them in mind.

After all, the great dangers in the way of divine thoughts and the great crises in the evil gods and demons, others have never seen with their own eyes, have never experienced personally, and naturally will not understand.

At first glance, the things in the Dragon King Temple may not seem like much, but when you think about it carefully, there are too many things that are out of place...

"Is the altar really behind this gate?"

"Will there be other dangers inside?"

"What happened to Mr. Wu? Does he have other bad intentions?"

"Where is the dragon blood?"

"Also, what is the purpose of all these broken walls? What are they rebuilding?"

"..."

Mo Hua recalled every detail along the way, guessing the answer in his mind, and then verifying it back and forth.

While thinking, Mo Hua was startled and noticed something unusual.

Is this... the breath of the formation?

Someone is secretly setting up the formation?

Who is it?

They are secretly setting up the formation under his nose?

Mo Hua turned his head quietly, and took advantage of the dim light in the Dragon King Temple to secretly look, and then he found that the person who set up the formation...

It was actually Xiao Diansi!

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and after a little deduction, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a soundproof array, not a dangerous killing array, trap array, or evil array..."

He probably wanted to whisper, but was afraid of being overheard.

Mo Hua felt relieved.

He continued to pick up the train of thought just now, and continued to think about it, but as he thought about it, Mo Hua was startled again.

"Whispering?"

Mo Hua suddenly felt very curious, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Someone set up a soundproof array in front of him and whispered something that could not be told. How could he bear it...

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, and secretly took out two blankets, wrapped his head, pretended to be resting, but his body quietly slipped out of the blanket, and then performed the concealment technique and sneaked away.

Xia Diansi, who was standing by, watched Mo Hua slip away like this, and couldn't help but open his mouth.

Gu Changhuai was not surprised. He even tucked the blanket for Mo Hua himself, making Mo Hua look more like a "blanket man".

Mo Hua hid himself and quietly approached Xiao Diansi, stopping a few feet away from Xiao Diansi.

Xiao Diansi was a golden elixir after all, so he didn't dare to get too close.

Mo Hua looked around, found a corner, squatted down, looked up secretly, and found that Xiao Diansi was talking to Shui Yanluo in the range of the soundproof array.

The two looked solemn and their voices were low, obviously talking about something confidential.

"Confidential things..."

Mo Hua was itchy for a moment, and after thinking about it, he released his divine consciousness very "gently" to sense the soundproof array on the ground.

This soundproof array is of the second grade.

In the second-grade land, only the second-grade formation can be used.

Since it is a second-grade formation, it is simple.

Mo Hua made a little calculation in his mind and figured out the interval of spiritual power flow inside the soundproof array. This interval was the "flaw" inside the array.

Then he took out a silver needle with "sound-stealing array" engraved with micro-engraving technique, and flicked it lightly with his finger, flicking the silver needle into the flaw of the soundproof array.

The silver needle was very light and the sound was very slight.

The soundproof array not only isolates the sound from the inside to the outside, but also from the outside to the inside, so Xiao Diansi did not notice it.

Of course, he could not think that someone could eavesdrop on him in this way.

The silver needle for stealing sound broke into the array, and Mo Hua took out the corresponding silk thread and wrapped it around his ear. After a moment, he could really hear the sound.

At first, the voice was a little intermittent, and then it gradually became clear:

"Not good enough to do anything, but more likely to cause trouble..."

"...I saved you once before, but I didn't expect you to be so useless..."

"...If it wasn't for opening that thing, I wouldn't care about your life or death?"

Mo Hua was a little surprised when he heard this.

Open...that thing?

What?

Mo Hua thought carefully for a moment and was shocked, "It couldn't be...opening the water prison box?!"

This smiling tiger wants to use Water Hell to open the water prison box?

Mo Hua was in a heavy mood for a moment. After a while, he calmed down and continued to listen.

"Brother, it's not that I'm incompetent. It's just all kinds of changes that are so unexpected. It seems like every move has been calculated..."

Shui Yanluo said in a deep voice.

Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, "I don't listen to excuses."

Shui Yanluo shut up angrily, not daring to say any more.

Xiao Diansi turned his head and glanced at Shui Yanluo, "Where is that thing?"

Shui Yanluo's face turned pale instantly.

Seeing Shui Yanluo's expression, Xiao Diansi couldn't help but frown slightly. After thinking for a moment, his pupils shrank, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said in a solemn tone:

"Don't tell me...you lost it..."

"It's not lost," Shui Yanluo said tremblingly, "It's just...it's not in my hands now."

Xiao Diansi's eyes showed murderous intent and he laughed angrily:

"Okay, okay, now that you are capable, you can throw away that thing. Did I warn you that you can throw away your life, but there must be no mistake in that box?"

Shui Yanluo gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, please forgive me. I was negligent for a moment and fell into the trap of the villain. That's why someone secretly plotted and snatched the box away."

"I have tried my best to take back the box, and I will not let my brother down."

Xiao Diansi frowned, "Who has that box now?"

Shui Yanluo said: "In...in the hands of that kid named Mo Hua."

Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping, couldn't help but shrink his head.

Xiao Diansi looked stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly, "Who?"

"Ink painting..." Shui Yanluo whispered.

"Which ink painting?"

"It's... the one I just talked to, brother,... Mo Hua."

Xiao Diansi opened his mouth, and for a moment, his expression was extremely exciting.

The person who robbed the water prison box was the one he wanted to capture as a hostage at first but failed to capture him. Then he walked with him and made a plan with him to capture Mr. Wu together... Imp? !

This kid stole his treasure, and then wandered around in front of him for a long time like nothing happened.

But I know nothing!

Xiao Diansi really wanted to kill Shui Yanluo at this moment.