Asking about longevity

After that everyone parted.

Ye Hong, whose children both died, stayed alone in Yanshui City.

Xia Diansi returned to Daotingsi on the border of Qianxue Prefecture.

Gu Changhuai also wanted to return to Daotingsi, but before that, he had to send the ink paintings back to Taixu Sect.

Things have been going on lately, and accidents have happened frequently. He would be somewhat uneasy if he didn't deliver the ink paintings to the mountain gate in person.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful. Near evening, the carriage finally arrived at Taixu City, and half an hour later, it arrived at the foot of the mountain at Taixu Gate.

Looking at the misty Taixu Mountain Gate, Gu Changhuai finally felt relieved.

In the Dragon King Temple, Mo Hua was imprisoned in the Bone Maze. When he was drowned in blood, he was extremely anxious.

He was afraid that he would never be able to bring Mo Hua back in this life. In that case, not only would he feel guilty, but he would also be unable to explain to his cousin and the Taixu Sect.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

"Okay, go back and focus on nothing else. Practice with peace of mind. Don't think about other things."

Gu Changhuai instructed.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, then waved his hand and said, "Uncle Gu, Daotingsi has many things to do and is very busy. I won't keep you here. You should go back quickly."

Gu Changhuai nodded, warned him again, and drove away.

Mo Hua stood at the foot of the mountain and waved to Gu Changhuai. He didn't turn around until Gu Changhuai's carriage rounded the corner of the mountain and disappeared on the mountain road.

But he did not walk towards the gate of Taixu Mountain. Instead, he turned around and followed the mountains on both sides, embarking on a rugged mountain road and arriving at a nearby, inaccessible and desolate mountain peak.

Taixu Mountain is huge.

The area occupied by Taixu Gate is only the main mountain range of Taixu Mountain.

In addition, there are many remote, desolate wild mountains with lush vegetation and rugged rocks on both sides, which are not suitable for building temples and clans.

Mo Hua came to the top of a small mountain.

There is a cliff in front of you, there is no trace around, the clouds cover you and the fog surrounds you, the grass is deep and the rocks are dangerous, so no one will find you.

Mo Hua picked a big stone and sat down, then took out Boss Jiang's list from his storage bag.

Mo Hua looked at the names on the famous list with cold eyes.

He said that damned people will die.

He also agreed to avenge Senior Sister Ye Jin who almost turned into a ghost.

In this case, this roaring dog must die.

He was dead and no one could save him.

Neither can gods.

Mo Hua placed the list in front of him, and then took out a bottle of Yanshui River water taken from near the Dragon King Temple.

He also took out the blood stain scraped from the wordless blood tablet in front of the altar of the Dragon King Temple.

Melt the blood dirt into the river water and pour it on the jade slip list.

Then Mo Hua held the famous list in his hand and carefully sensed it. With the help of this list, he communicated with the altar far away in the Dragon King Temple through some kind of causal connection.

Dahuang Evil Fetus is the master of the altar.

Now the evil fetus of Dahuang has been integrated into his Fu Ya soul, becoming one with him.

He is the evil fetus, and he is the evil fetus.

Then, he is also the master of the altar.

Including Shui Yanluo, all the sin cultivators on the list have dedicated part of their souls to the Great Wilderness Evil Fetus through soul contracts.

The Great Wild Evil Fetus controls their life and death.

But now, ink painting is, in a sense, the evil fetus of the Great Wilderness.

In other words, he also controls the life and death of everyone on the list!

After a while, there were gentle waves on the Yanshui River, a gloomy wind blew in the Dragon King Temple, and a dark blood glowed on the altar.

It is waiting for its master's call.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a bloody list appeared in front of the ink painting.

On the list, there are words engraved in blood.

In every blood word, there is a trace of life entwined.

Without any hesitation, Mo Hua stretched out his white and tender palms and crushed these life souls one by one and wiped them out one by one.

He wants to cut the grass and root it out.

Not only Shui Yanluo, but also all the sin cultivators on this list, he wants to wipe them all out at once!

This soul contract is a channel for nourishing the evil god.

Likewise, it is also a breeding ground for the evil god’s minions.

If they are not completely eliminated, characters like "Fire Buddha" and "Water Yama" may appear again in the future.

What kind of golden Yama, wooden Yama, earth Yama...

Mo Hua was too lazy to deal with them one by one, so he simply strangled them all in the cradle and directly wiped out their souls.

On the list, many remaining bloody words were erased one by one by Mo Hua, using the identity of the evil fetus and the authority of the "master".

The souls were also crushed one by one.

Every time a life soul is crushed, there is a wailing sound, and the soul disappears accordingly.

The bloody names on the list also dimmed, which meant complete death of body and soul.

If you pinch the ink painting, one will die.

Just like that, I don’t know how long I kept pinching, but finally, only the last name was left:

Water Yama.

"I told you, you're dead."

Mo Hua said coldly, then reached out and pinched Shui Yanluo's life soul to pieces.

In the secular world, there may be fame and fortune, power and power, and there are many barriers between spiritual and physical bodies.

But in the way of the soul, life and death are equal.

It was not much harder to strangle him, a proud man with noble blood, respected status, and possibly a high position in the future, than to strangle others.

With just this pinch, life or death is decided.

At this point, all names on the entire list have been erased.

All the sin cultivators who sold their souls to the evil god had their remaining souls wiped away, and their bodies and souls disappeared.

This list has been completely scrapped.

Mo Hua condensed a spell and blasted the jade slip into pieces, and then scattered the broken jade slips on the cliff in front of him.

When the mountain wind passed, not a single powder was left.

The abyss swallowed the evidence.

The clouds and mists of Taixu covered the cause and effect.

The bright and gorgeous sunset in the sky shone on Mo Hua's figure standing alone on the top of the mountain, like a god who ignored the common people.

After doing all this, all the cause and effect were settled.

Mo Hua sorted out his mood, rubbed his face, and removed the murderous aura on his face. His expression became calm and gentle again.

He walked towards Taixu Gate with light steps, accompanied by the clouds and mist in the mountains, stepping on the rugged rocks.

Just like an ordinary little disciple of Taixu Gate.

While he was extinguishing his soul, all kinds of strange signs of death appeared frequently in Ganxuezhou and its surrounding areas.

Outside Ganxuezhou, in a remote neighborhood of a desolate mountain.

A dozen evil cultivators set up an ambush, holding swords and talismans, preparing to hijack a passing caravan of monks with their families.

But before they could make a move, several of the evil cultivators suddenly seemed to be strangled by the throat, their eyes widened, bloodshot, struggling and roaring, as if they were crazy. After a moment, their foreheads turned black, and they fell to the ground, and died without knowing why.

The monks in the caravan also found something unusual.

An ambush turned into a head-on fight...

...

An unknown small fairy city around the Ganxuezhou boundary.

An evil cultivator who looked like a butcher caught a few innocent casual cultivators, pressed them on the chopping board, and was about to chop them up and use them to make soup.

He was at the peak of the foundation building, and his evil skills were almost about to break through.

Once the human-killing skills were perfected, everyone would worship him as "big brother".

But when he just raised the butcher knife, the cause and effect were severed.

It was as if someone had strangled his soul with a hand.

The evil cultivator's eyes dimmed, and only the white of his eyes gradually remained in his bloody eyes. Then, his fat and strong body, like a hill, fell to the ground without a single wound, and died completely.

The two evil cultivators who were guarding the door outside also died with painful expressions.

Not far away, in a brothel.

A man with oily hair and powdered face tied up several girls, and was about to have sex with them in the horrified eyes of the girls.

But as soon as he took off his clothes, his face suddenly turned ashen, and after a sudden convulsion, he fell to the side of the bed and died.

...

In the Dao Prison within the Ganxuezhou boundary.

A sinner who was hiding in a corner and changing his appearance with a disguise technique was drawing horizontal lines on the corner of the wall with a sinister smile on his face, counting the days of his "release from prison", thinking of doing a big deal after he got out.

But suddenly, the omen of death came.

His heart veins seemed to be grabbed by someone, and he couldn't breathe. The pain was extremely severe.

He struggled desperately and shouted desperately. His fingers scratched on the wall, and his knuckles were bloody and the wall was covered with bloodstains.

After a while, he gradually died and there was no movement.

The horizontal lines he had drawn on the wall were all covered by the bloodstains he scratched with his fingers.

All the dates he calculated before were also invalidated.

He died in the Taoist Prison. He will never get out of this life.

…

In the Ganxuezhou area, several small and medium-sized sects also had disciples who died suddenly and strangely, which shocked the elders, but they had no clues when they investigated the cause of death.

…

At the same time, on the Yanshui River.

In the Xia family's spiritual boat.

Hua Ruyu was dressing in the guest room.

She used powder to cover the burn marks on her face little by little, and with these external objects, she still looked delicate and beautiful.

In the red room, Hua Ruyu's pretty face was ferocious, and under the red light, she looked like a ghost.

"All men in this world are of the same character."

"The higher the position, the more lustful they are."

"My ability to serve people in bed is something that ordinary women can't learn. Even though I am old and ugly now, and the gentlemen look down on me, I can still use these tricks to train little girls and train them into ecstasy beauties in bed..."

"The gentlemen can't bear to see me die..."

"What's more, for so many years, I have sold my body and smiled, and I have met countless people. Do you want me to die? How can it be so simple?"

"If the rouge boat capsizes, there will be other boats sooner or later. As long as the desire between men and women is still there, there are too many boats in this world..."

Hua Ruyu was full of resentment, muttering while dressing up.

But the appearance is determined by the heart. No matter how much she puts on makeup, she can't change the distorted face in the mirror.

Add to that the burn marks, it looks more like an embroidery that was torn and sewn together again, which is even more unbearable to look at.

Hua Ruyu was furious and hated it to the bone.

"Gu Changhuai... everything is because of you!"

"And Hua Qianqian, you are so ungrateful and don't know how to be kind... I, as your sister, have done so much for you, wanting you to enjoy the bliss between men and women, but I didn't expect that you, a bitch, would pretend to be with me..."

"Especially, that little beast named Mo Hua!"

"With this pretty face, whether you are a man or a woman, there will be a young master who likes you... One day, I will make you regret it."

"Before that, as long as I train more girls and satisfy the people above, I..."

Before she finished her words, she suddenly felt cold in her heart. It was as if someone had sentenced her to death and determined her death.

Her soul began to wither and wither, and in the severe pain, she seemed to see many faces.

Orioles and swallows, the beauty of the country is fragrant, and there are clusters of flowers. Surrounded together, they are all in their good years, and they are all delicate and beautiful.

They smiled at her and called her "sister" sincerely.

The smile is as beautiful as a flower.

But the next moment, the dark wind blew, and blood and tears flowed from all these beautiful faces.

"Sister, why did you harm me?"

"Why, I trust you so much, why do you push me into the fire pit?"

"Sister, did you know that I was tortured to death and died miserably..."

"Sister, do you know where my body is buried..."

…

These voices were confused and hesitant at first, then painful and miserable, and finally turned into shrill and terrifying voices:

"Sister, I hate it so much!"

"Sister, you...pay me with your life!"

Hua Ruyu's soul was frightened, and there was no blood on her face.

"It's not me, it's not me who harmed you, I did it for your own good, I..."

But these women didn't listen to any of her sophistry, and one by one they became like fierce ghosts and pounced on her, biting her.

Hua Ruyu struggled.

But it was not the ghost that bit her, but herself.

She used her two hands and the long nails on her hands to scratch her face, scratch her own flesh and blood, and scratch into her heart. Finally, in the endless fear and pain haunted by the evil ghost, she finally regained her breath a little bit. Absolutely.

Before Hua Ruyu died, the last thing she saw was a woman's face burned by fire.

As she gradually died, the scorch marks on the woman's face gradually faded away, turning into a quiet and gentle face again.

It was Ye Jin.

Hua Ruyu seemed to want to say something to Ye Jin, seemed to want to argue that she was doing it for her own good, but in the end she didn't say anything, and her soul was completely extinguished.

Ye Jin silently watched Hua Ruyu die, and then her figure gradually faded away.

Hua Ruyu is dead.

But for the time being, no one knows about the spirit boat.

In the main hall, a banquet was being held.

Supervisor Xia sat high on the throne with a solemn expression. To his right sat Xiao Tianquan.

The people present at the meeting were all the Jindan of the Xia family, as well as the elders of the Xiao family.

This is a banquet for the friendship between the Xia family and the Xiao family.

At the banquet, there was a harmonious atmosphere and pleasant conversation between the two parties.

On the high seats, a soundproof array was laid out.

Supervisor Xia said lightly to Xiao Tianquan:

"If you want to do great things, you must have calmness. The more unpredictable the situation, the more restrained you must be."

"Before, at the riverside, that little disciple had no evidence in his hand, but with his sudden attack and shocking words, he caused you to be in chaos with just a few words."

"You look so distracted. Not to mention that Gu Changhuai and Rong'er have been in prison for a long time and have rich experience. They can see the clues at a glance. Even ordinary people can see your guilty conscience as long as they have eyes."

"Later, in order to vent his frustration, he even told everything about what he did. This is a taboo and too stupid."

"If you act with such high spirits and don't have the magnanimity to remain unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai, how can you strategize and take charge of the overall situation?"

Xiao Tianquan listened quietly and said respectfully:

"Yes, this junior is stupid. When doing anything from now on, you must keep the supervisor's advice in mind."

Inspector Xia nodded slightly.

"It's just..." Xiao Tianquan mumbled.

Supervisor Xia saw his concerns and said slowly: "The Daoting Division handles cases and pays attention to evidence. If there is no evidence, you will naturally be innocent."

"What's more, check and verify. Only after checking can we have 'proof'. If we don't check, where will the evidence come from?"

"From now on, no one will check you."

Xiao Tianquan was relieved, his face showed joy, he cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for the supervision."

"No need to thank me, I just..." Inspector Xia paused, "Act according to the 'rules'."

"Xia Jian Ming Jian." Xiao Tianquan said, and then looked a little ashamed, "Then Xia Diansi..."

"Rong'er, I don't want to mention it anymore. But..." Supervisor Xia said with a serious look, "Whether this matter will turn around or not depends on you. From now on, if you wholeheartedly do it for Ronger's good, you will be moved." It's not too late for her to change her mind."

"Even if you two are destined to be inseparable in the end, it doesn't matter. I will choose another direct female from the Xia family to marry you to make the two families happy..."

Xiao Tianquan was overjoyed, but on the surface he still said:

"This junior must be sincere and do his best to make Xia Diansi change his mind."

"Yeah." Inspector Xia nodded.

Even if this matter was revealed, the two of them stopped mentioning it and started discussing business matters.

Supervisor Xia said: "There are many disciples of the Xiao family. Although you are excellent in this generation, you are not unique. There are also disciples from other branches with extraordinary talents and extraordinary methods, who are your biggest enemies in competing for the position of the head of the family."

"But it doesn't matter now. If you are promoted by the Xia family, they will be a head shorter than you."

"All the roads have been paved for you. You just need to practice hard and move up step by step. Once you reach the golden elixir, you can marry my Xia family and become the next designated head of the Xiao family."

"As long as your cultivation level reaches the level of enlightenment, the previous head of the family will unconditionally abdicate and push you to the throne. At that time, you will be the true head of the Xiao family, and I, the Xia family, will stand behind you to help you rule the family. ”

Xiao Tianquan's eyes were excited and his face was red.

Supervisor Xia's eyes flashed slightly, "But, there is one more thing..."

Xiao Tianquan was slightly stunned, a little puzzled, "You mean..."

"The natal longevity talisman!"

Xia Jianjian said in a deep voice, "You must find a way to let the ancestors of your clan plant a natal longevity talisman for you. Only in this way can your future be completely secure, and my Xia family can also feel at ease and recommend you to the top."

Xiao Tianquan frowned, his expression a little hesitant.

It is true that the Xiao family is a fifth-grade family, and there is indeed a Dongxu ancestor in the clan.

It's just...

The two Dongxu ancestors in the clan are old, but they are still healthy.

And many things in the clan depend on these two ancestors to plan and make decisions.

On weekdays, the Xiao family also relies on these two facades to maintain their connections in cultivation and deter other forces.

These two ancestors cannot make any mistakes.

In the final analysis, the Xiao family is only a weak fifth-grade family, and the foundation is not that deep. Every Dongxu is precious.

And planting the natal longevity talisman will cause too much loss to Dongxu.

No ancestor would plant the longevity talisman easily unless the oil is exhausted and the road is hopeless.

Among the noble families, the only ones who can really plant the longevity talisman are the sixth-grade noble families that are in the clouds and unattainable, and the strong fifth-grade clans with five or more caves and profound foundations.

The Xiao family is far from that qualification.

Therefore, Xiao Tianquan is very embarrassed, "Supervisor, this may not be easy..."

Xia Supervisor said indifferently: "We are cultivators. There are thousands of difficulties and obstacles for cultivators to cultivate. Nothing can be easy. This itself is also a test for you..."

Xiao Tianquan frowned, "Is this life longevity talisman really so important?"

Xia Supervisor sighed slightly:

"You grew up in a noble family and have been comfortable since childhood. You don't understand that this cultivation world is full of dangers and unpredictable dangers. When you reach a high level of cultivation, there are all kinds of terrifying existences and indescribable means."

"If there is no protection of the life longevity talisman, you may die accidentally if you are not careful."

"It doesn't matter for ordinary cultivators, but You are different. You are highly expected by the family, and my Xia family will also devote a lot of effort to you, pave the way for you, and help you practice. "

"If you die, the future of the Xiao family will be blocked, and all the efforts of my Xia family will be in vain."

"Therefore, planting the natal longevity talisman is of great importance!"

"This is not just your business, and it is not just for you, but also for the Xiao family, for the Xia family, and for the future of our two families' alliance."

Hearing this, Xiao Tianquan understood the pros and cons, and nodded solemnly:

"The ancestor loves me, I will do everything possible to beg him to plant a longevity talisman for me no matter what."

Xia Jianjian nodded, looking relieved.

He picked up the wine glass and said to Xiao Tianquan:

"In the near future, you may be able to sit at the same table with me, drink and talk happily, and I will also respectfully call you, 'Master Xiao'."

Xiao Tianquan was ecstatic and his face flushed.

"Junior, I will definitely live up to the grace of the supervisor's support!"

The two raised their glasses and drank together.

Xiao Tianquan drank the wine in the cup, and his face became more and more red.

Xia Jian wanted to say something to Xiao Tianquan, but seeing this, he suddenly frowned.

Xiao Tianquan's face became redder and redder, and his expression became more and more excited, but for some reason, his appearance became more and more weird.

Then, in just a moment, all this excitement turned into fear.

The wine cup fell to the ground, and Xiao Tianquan fell to the ground, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. His face was pale, and he struggled a little bit and crawled back.

At the same time, he murmured:

"No, I didn't kill him..."

"Don't come to me..."

"Jin'er, I..."

His eyes became bigger and bigger, his eyeballs bulged, and they were full of bloodshot.

It seemed that he had seen countless dead souls who were tortured, humiliated, slaughtered, or tortured to death by him in various ways to cultivate evil spirits.

Now, his life soul was extinguished, his soul was unstable, and all the evil spirits were backlashing.

It was like being surrounded by a sea of ​​blood.

Countless wronged souls gnawed at his soul.

The pain of being tortured penetrated his bones.

Before he died, he also deeply experienced the feeling of being tortured to death.

Fortunately, this process was not long.

After struggling in fear for a moment, Xiao Tianquan bled from all seven orifices, his breath was annihilated, and he died tragically on the spot.

The banquet that was originally full of toasts and guests was dead silent in an instant.

Xia Jian's pupils trembled violently.

The monks in the hall were horrified.

The proud son of the Xiao family, who had a promising future, died suddenly in front of Xia Jian, the immortal, and the elders of the Xiao family.