Asking about longevity

"We followed Uncle Zhou and the others up the mountain to hunt monsters. We met a split-claw wolf monster, which was two people tall, with crimson hair, three-foot-long fangs, and claw tips that looked like barbs. It was probably at the mid-level of the first level, not yet In the later stage, our team can handle it. Uncle Zhou and the others will fight with it and ask us to support it outside to prevent it from running away..."

"We fought for a long time. Uncle Zhou and the others were injured, and the Split Claw seemed to be dying. Unexpectedly, it suddenly burst out and rushed towards the three of us. Dahu and I remembered Uncle Zhou's instructions and did not take action easily. Xiaohu was so anxious that he slashed at Split Claw."

"This knife hit the Split Claw, only damaging its fur. The Split Claw took advantage of the opening of the tiger's attack and went around the back of the tiger. One claw tore the tiger's vine armor. The tiger's skin was torn and the blood flowed uncontrollably... …”

Shuanghu wiped his tears with his sleeves and choked:

"Uncle Zhou said that the claws of the Split Claw are wrapped with demonic power. When the wound is torn open, blood will flow non-stop. Many monks were torn like this and died after the blood dried up..."

There were tears in Dahu's eyes, and he said guiltily: "It would be better if I blocked it for him. I'm stronger than Xiaohu, so I won't be so seriously injured."

The younger brother was injured like this, and the two older brothers were both sad and regretful.

"Mr. Feng's alchemy skills are very powerful. Xiaohu will be fine." Mo Hua's eyes were also sore and he comforted them.

Mo Hua took a closer look at Xiaohu's injury. Although blood was still oozing out, the blood at the wound was slowly solidifying. It should be that the medicine used by Mr. Feng had taken effect.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua checked again with his spiritual sense and found that there was a faint bright red aura lingering around Xiaohu's wound. This should be the demon power that demon hunters often talk about. It is a special aura formed by the mixed aura that the demon beast obtains by eating and mixed with its own blood. force.

It is not only humans who can gain power from the great avenue of heaven and earth, but also monsters and beasts.

Mo Hua comforted Dahu and Shuanghu a few more words, and then handed the things Liu Ruhua asked him to bring to Aunt Meng.

Aunt Meng wiped her tears secretly on the side, and when she saw Mo Hua, she cheered up and said, "Thank you mother for me. Thanks to her for helping me all these years. I would like you to make a trip and stay for a meal at noon." …”

But when I think about the fact that my family is very poor, they don’t have much to eat, and there is nothing to entertain them, Xiaohu will have to spend a lot of spiritual stones to treat his injuries, and I don’t know where this spiritual stone comes from...

Aunt Meng felt sour in her heart. Although she forced a smile on her face, tears flowed down her cheeks.

Mo Hua pretended not to see it and said: "No, aunt, my mother asked me to go back early. You should take good care of the little tiger. I will come back to play when the little tiger is healed."

Aunt Meng choked and nodded.

Mo Hua comforted him again: "I just took a look. Xiaohu's wound is already healing, and the demonic power on the wound is also much weaker. It is estimated that he will recover slowly after a few days of rest. Don't worry about the spirit stone. We'll wait. After a while, Dahu and the others will be able to take charge of their own business, and things will gradually get better..."

"Yes. Aunt Meng touched Mo Hua's head.

Although Mo Hua is young, he has always been sensible and knows a lot. When he said this, Aunt Meng felt inexplicably relieved.

Mo Hua handed the food box to Aunt Meng, then said goodbye and went home.

"Be careful on the road."

Aunt Meng sent the ink paintings to the door and came back to open the food box. She found some steamed buns and dried meat inside, a small pot with warm and nourishing soup, and several bottles of healing elixirs.

There was a small cloth bag under the elixir. The bag was heavy. Aunt Meng opened it and saw that there were more than a dozen spiritual stones in it.

Aunt Meng looked at the spirit stone and was stunned for a moment, then tears flowed down again.

After Mo Hua returned home, he was in a very low mood.

He wanted to help Xiaohu and the others, but he couldn't think of how. He doesn't know magic, can't refine his body, his cultivation level is not high, and all the spiritual stones on his body have been used up long ago.

After much deliberation, I still had no choice but to draw a formation.

Mo Hua hurriedly finished his lunch at noon, and then ran to the weapon refining shop to ask Master Chen for a new pair of rattan armor.

There was no spiritual stone for the ink painting, and I originally wanted to give it on credit, but Master Chen gave it away without saying anything, and he gave it three copies at a time.

"You have to spend spiritual stones to buy rattan armor, but here, it's not worth it. Refining rattan armor doesn't require much refined iron, nor does it require any spiritual liquid. Soak it well. After the vine grass, just use a strong fire to roast it with a special technique. The fire will not take up long. It will only take a little effort at most. You can just use these three sets to play..."

After that, Mo Hua helped Master Chen draw several formations, but the spirit stone was not confiscated. Master Chen felt very sorry and wished that Mo Hua asked him for more things.

If it was a valuable spiritual weapon, he would have to consider it. If an apprentice like Tengjia could refine something, he would give it away without blinking an eye.

Mo Hua thanked him, and after going back, he painted the iron armor array on all three sets of rattan armor.

There was a pair of such rattan armor in Mo Hua's storage bag, which he prepared to wear as a defense against Qian Xing, but Qian Xing went crazy, and the rattan armor was useless.

But if you don’t need it for ink painting, Dahu and the others will definitely be able to use it.

Monster hunters have to fight monsters, and the process is very dangerous, especially physical training.

Fortunately, he is an experienced monster hunter. He has rich experience in hunting monsters and is familiar with monsters. Even if it is dangerous, he can advance and retreat in a controlled manner.

The situation is different for novice monster hunters. They lack experience and cannot deal with emergencies in time. If they make any mistakes, they will be taken advantage of by monsters, which can range from injury to death.

Many young monks with excellent talents could have become outstanding demon hunters, but they lost their lives and future due to accidents.

This kind of thing happened from time to time. When Mo Shan was chatting with Liu Ruhua, he regretted that Mo Hua overheard him many times.

At this time, a set of armor that is strong enough may save lives.

It's a pity that most demon hunters cannot afford expensive armor and can only use cheap vine armor.

When Xiaohu was attacked by Split Claw, if the vine armor was tough enough, it would not have been injured. Even if it was injured, the wound would be much shallower and not so serious.

The vine armor with the iron armor array attached is much tougher than before. I hope Dahu and the others will be less injured when they put on the demon hunting armor.

Mo Hua thought secretly in his heart.

A few days later, Mo Hua went to see Xiaohu. Xiaohu's injury improved and his complexion became much better.

Mo Hua took out three pairs of rattan armor and gave them to them. The rattan armor of Dahu and Shuanghu was okay, but there were some cracks due to fighting monsters. Xiaohu's rattan armor was indeed torn apart by the wolf demon and was no longer usable.

Aunt Meng looked at the rattan armor in Mo Hua's hand and hesitated to speak.

Mo Hua saw Aunt Meng's thoughts and said: "These sets of rattan armor were given to me by Master Chen. I don't have any use for them, so I just gave them to Brother Dahu and the others. There are formations drawn by me on the rattan armor, which are better than ordinary ones." Vine armor is much tougher, so when they hunt monsters, they are not easily injured, and even if they are injured, it will be somewhat lighter."

Aunt Meng was initially reluctant to ask for it, but when she heard Mo Hua say "it's not easy to get hurt," she couldn't refuse. But my eyes were red and I felt a little ashamed.

Mo Hua pulled Aunt Meng's sleeve and said, "If I have something to do in the future, I will ask Brother Dahu and the others for help. They can't be lazy and not help me."

Aunt Meng said repeatedly: "Yeah, whatever happens in the future, you will come to them. If the three of them dare to say no, I will break their legs!"

Aunt Meng's expression became cheerful, and Dahu and the other three also hugged Teng Jia and laughed.