Asking about longevity

"What did you say?" Mo Hua was shocked and puzzled.

"Leave it to me."

"What?"

"What the hell, what else could it be?" Haozi's face was livid, and blood began to flow in his eyes, "Old Man Pi's tomb-grabbing talisman must be in your hands!"

Mo Hua's heart jumped.

As expected!

This mouse was planning to get the tomb-grabbing talisman. He had previously searched his storage bag to find Mr. Pi's tomb-grabbing talisman.

"I don't know what you are talking about..." Mo Hua was confused.

But Haozi didn't care what he said. His rough and wide palm, like the claws of a monster, grabbed Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua had seen with his own eyes that he used this palm to kill a golden elixir of the Shen family. He immediately felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly urged the Water Step to avoid a ray of water light, which wrapped around Mo Hua, making his body as fast as flowing water, avoiding the big hand of the mouse.

The mouse changed his move, and a pale yellow golden elixir gas condensed between his palms, and continued to grab Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's face changed slightly, and he had to push the Water Step to the extreme. He dodged the grab with a few dodged moves, and then turned his hand and pointed a finger.

A fireball flew out and hit Haozi's face.

It's just that he was in the foundation building stage, while Haozi was in the golden elixir stage.

The ordinary fireball technique of the second grade did not cause much damage to the cultivators in the golden elixir stage.

The fireball technique exploded, and smoke filled the air. After a while, Haozi came out with his face covered.

His hair was burnt a little, and there was some black and gray on his face. The injury was insignificant, but it angered Haozi even more.

His face became more and more ferocious.

Mo Hua didn't think about it and was about to turn around and run away, but he saw Haozi's forehead with a warning in his peripheral vision, and his pupils shrank.

The fireball technique burned a small tuft of Haozi's hair, revealing a small piece of his scalp.

This scalp was bleeding, and the blood was mixed with hair, and there were three swollen, rotten bite marks.

Mo Hua was shocked.

He was bitten by a corpse!

After a brief thought, Mo Hua understood.

Just now, in the fork road, a group of corpses rushed over and the crowd was dispersed. In the chaos, Hao Zi must have been bitten by a corpse who climbed onto his head, but the wound was not noticeable, and he might not even notice it.

Since he was bitten, he must have been infected by the evil spirit.

Evil thoughts grew silently in his heart. Now that he saw that he was alone, he could not suppress his greed.

But a gold-grabbing talisman was worth this mouse's greed?

Seeing that Hao Zi was about to pounce again, Mo Hua hurriedly said:

"You can't kill me. I am a formation master. If you kill me, there will be no one to help you see the direction and break the formation."

Hao Zi's hands stagnated.

Although he was greedy, he still had reason. He knew that Mo Hua had a special identity and could not be killed at this time, so he said:

"I won't kill you-as long as you hand over the things, I will naturally not make things difficult for you."

He even squeezed out a smile to reassure Mo Hua.

But he had a pointed face and a monkey cheek, and this malicious smile was even uglier.

"I don't even know what the tomb-grabbing talisman is, what it looks like, and how can I give it to you—————" Mo Hua said "fearfully".

Haozi suppressed his desire and said in a hoarse voice:

"The gold-touching talisman is a talisman made from the claws of a pangolin, inlaid with gold and silver, and as good as ancient jade."

"This is something that Old Man Pi has. He always carries it with him, treating it as a treasure and rarely showing it, but by chance, I still saw it..."

"My ancestors have been tomb robbers for generations, digging things out of the soil to make a living. He can hide it from others, but not from me.

"This is an ancient token, which is only circulated in the hands of a very small number of people with special bloodlines. It is extremely rare and difficult to see it."

"And now is my chance."

"As long as I have this thing, I can get in touch with the dark department of the Earth Sect and get in touch with the true inheritance of the Earth Sect."

These words are all secrets, originally hidden in his heart, and he would not say them out loud.

But his current desire is amplified by evil thoughts bit by bit, and he can't help but say all the greed in his heart.

"This thing is useless to you. Be obedient and give it to me."

Haozi said as calmly as possible.

But Mo Hua still looked scared and shook his head, "I really don't know what you are talking about."

Haozi's face turned cold, "Boy, I tried to talk to you, but you still perfunctorily responded to me. If you continue to be so ignorant, I will dig your brain out.

Mo Hua wanted to say something, but suddenly opened his eyes wide and pointed at the back of Haozi and said:

"Corpse!"

Haozi sneered, "Little ghost, do you think I am the first day of my life? I want to trick you with this little trick-"

Before he finished speaking, Haozi felt his shoulders sink and his ears were sticky. He turned his head and saw an ugly head with three petals scratching his cheek and gnawing his flesh.

Haozi was frightened and scared, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the corpse biting his face, the situation was urgent. Mouse immediately transferred his strength to his palm, pinched it hard, twisted the corpse's neck, and threw the corpse away. Then he turned his hand and crushed the corpse's head, and took its teeth off his body.

The dark rotten flesh and blood flowed down his cheek.

Mouse did not dare to be careless, and immediately took out the spiritual liquid, washed the dirty blood, rubbed the medicine powder on the wound, and took a few pills internally.

After dealing with the corpse, Mouse looked again, and Mo Hua had already run away.

Mouse felt a surge of anger, "Little ghost——"

The corridor was dark, complicated, and empty all around.

Mo Zi let go of his consciousness and didn't know where Mo Hua had gone.

The wound next to his cheek ached faintly and shone green-black, but Mouse didn't notice it at all. He only felt that the desire in his heart became more and more intense.

After stopping to think for a moment, the mouse took out a snuff bottle, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed.

The stale and pungent smell poured into my forehead,

The mouse endured the pain in his forehead. At the same time, his nose became a bit bigger, and his sense of smell became more acute.

Vaguely, he could smell the clear and pure fragrance of ink coming from people.

It is the fragrance of ink paintings.

This ink fragrance was elegant yet rich, refreshing, and completely different from the smells he had smelled on other monks so far.

Because it is unique, it is also easily identifiable.

"Kid, let me see where you are going..."

Mouse leaned down, put his rough palms on the ground, and assumed a weird posture, using the power of the golden elixir, and the spiritual energy flowing around his body,

It was surrounded by yellow sand, and then with a roar, it suddenly rushed forward.

This ink fragrance leads the way.

The mouse sniffed the smell and chased the ink painting. After only a dozen breaths, he saw the ink painting walking alone in the tomb passage, cautiously looking at the somewhat sneaky ink painting.

At the same time, Mo Hua also noticed the breath of the mouse.

In his spiritual perception, a "big rat" rushed towards him in the tunnel.

Mo Hua was shocked.

"How did you catch up with this dead rat?"

This tomb robber named Mouse probably doesn’t understand formations and cannot identify positions.

He didn’t have any tracking spiritual weapons left on him, so what did he rely on to catch up——

However, now is not the time to dwell on this.

Seeing the mouse chasing him, even dodging a few times, and getting closer, Mo Hua didn't hesitate, and immediately started running forward with the Water Step.

But the movement of this mouse is very cunning and weird. It touches the ground with all four paws and runs close to the ground. It really looks like a mouse.

Several times when I painted ink, I was almost overtaken by a mouse.

Fortunately, although this "mouse"'s movements are fast and tricky, in terms of subtle movements and changes of direction, it is still not as good as the passing water step.

Ink Hua relied on the subtlety of the passing water step to avoid it several times.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart, there are all kinds of strange things in the world, but there are actually people who learn such weird movements.

The mouse was also secretly surprised.

They all avoided—.

What on earth is this brat like? At such a young age, he has such superb body skills?

At the same time, the mouse became more and more determined.

The weirder this kid is, the more it proves that Old Man Pi's "gold-touching talisman" must be on him.

"Touch the golden talisman!"

The mouse's eyes became redder and redder, and he used the power of the golden elixir with all his strength, running wildly on all fours, chasing after the ink painting.

For a time, the pressure of ink painting doubled.

But no matter how good the mouse's body skills are, he is still inferior to the dignified Taoist elders of the Eight Gates, Elder Yi.

Mo Hua was usually trained by Elder Yi. Even though he was wearing a shackle and his body skills were hampered, he was not at a disadvantage when dealing with this rat.

You came and I chased for dozens of rounds, and the mouse became more and more frightened.

"Can't catch it."

I have a golden elixir, but I can't catch a foundation-building imp?

Just at this moment, I don't know whether it was because Mo Hua's spiritual power could not be circulated, or because he was wearing a shackle, his hands and feet were restrained. As soon as he made a mistake in his steps, something went wrong in his movement. He slipped and fell to the ground, rolling along the ground several times. , then stopped.

But obviously there was no room for resistance.

"Exhausted?"

The mouse felt comfortable, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right————

How could a foundation builder escape the capture of Jin Dan? Obviously those few moves just now were his full strength.

Seeing Mo Hua fall to the ground, within a short period of time, his body skills could no longer function.

The mouse's eyes flashed, and he immediately strode towards Mo Hua. At the same time, he stretched out a pair of big hands still stained with blood and grabbed Mo Hua.

The ink painting is still useful. Of course he won't kill him now. He just needs to take off his clothes and search him to find the gold-touching talisman.

But before his dirty hands touched the ink painting, a voice suddenly came to mind in the tomb passage not far away:

"Who's there?"

This voice belongs to Mr. Hui Erye.

Mouse's eyelids twitched, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn, what an unlucky coincidence. If you didn't come earlier, if you didn't come later, I would have caught this kid, and someone else came."

Seeing that Second Master Hui was approaching.

Mo Zi could not attack Mo Hua again, but threatened: "Don't tell anyone what you just said, or I will kill you."

Mo Hua nodded with a "fearful" look on his face.

After a while, footsteps approached, and Second Master Hui and the others walked out of the darkness. They were relieved to see Mo Hua and Mouse.

The mouse was an accomplice. They went to the grave together and did a lot of business, so they still had friendship.

Mo Hua is an formation master. Although he has little experience, he is also the only formation master they can rely on during this trip.

Mr. Hui currently doesn't hope anything will happen to these two people.

Especially ink paintings.

only·--

Second Master Hui glanced at the embarrassed Mo Hua, frowned and said, "Little brother, are you injured?"

Mo Zi glanced at Mo Hua silently, with resentment hidden in his eyes.

Mo Hua cowardly said: "I——I was chased by Shi Chong. I panicked and fell down."

Mr. Hui looked a little solemn, "Have you been bitten?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "No."

"That's good," Mr. Hui nodded, "Let's find other people, meet up as soon as possible, and leave this fork in the road to avoid being targeted by the zombies again."

Mo Hua then struggled to get up and walked to Second Master Hui.

Mo Zi looked at Mo Hua's figure with a gloomy look, obviously not giving up.

After that, the three of them walked together and began to look for traces of other people in the tomb passage based on the traces on the ground and the breath of spiritual power.

Except for the ink paintings, the rest of the group are all golden elixirs.

These corpse spirits, all of which are only in the second level, can bite Golden Core cultivators, but under normal circumstances, it is impossible to bite them to death.

Therefore, after walking for about half an hour, the people who were originally scattered by the zombies gathered together again.

Hui Erye, three tomb robbers and four other black-robed monks.

Mo Hua observed carefully and found that apart from Mr. Hui, the only one bitten by the corpse was the rat who wanted to do evil to him.

In other words, both men are "material."

The other person, the one named "Stone", was a pure physical practitioner, with skin like earth and stone, and the teeth of ordinary corpses could not bite him at all.

As for the four black-robed monks, they were very powerful. The black robes they wore seemed to be a treasure, which could not only cover their aura but also be used for self-defense.

Just now, everyone was scattered by the tide of corpses and chased and bitten by the zombies. They were not injured, and their black robes were not even torn open.

Mo Hua felt a little regretful.

He also wanted to see what these black-robed monks looked like.

After everyone gathered around again, they discussed for a while and then planned to go back and leave the fork in the road first.

At present, it can be concluded that this fork in the road is also a dead end.

This fork in the road is narrow and intricate, making it difficult to tell the direction.

Therefore, the way back is still led by Mo Hua.

And because among this group of people, he was the only one who was a foundation builder, and the zombies were the greatest threat to him, so everyone was afraid that he would be bitten by the corpses and poisoned to death.

The body cultivator named Shitou was the first to bear the brunt, blocking the ink painting like a "shield".

Second Master Hui and the young master in black robes, one on the left and one on the right, are beside him.

The others were standing behind.

Everyone maintained this formation and pushed out of the fork in the road little by little.

We also encountered some scattered corpses along the way, but they didn’t cause much disturbance.

Mo Hua also pointed the way and followed the crowd forward.

His position was safe, but occasionally he still felt that there was something sinister behind him, as if there was a pair of sinister eyes watching him.

Mo Hua knew without thinking that it was the rat.

This guy named Mouse has really accurate intuition.

For some reason, he was sure that he had taken Mr. Pi's gold-touching talisman, so he tried every means to get the talisman back from him.

"Earth Sect, Anbu, Touch the Golden Talisman——"

Although Mo Hua doesn't know what the underground sect's dark division is, since this golden talisman is regarded as a treasure by Mr. Pi, and his ancestors have tomb-robbing rats who are also extremely greedy for it, it means that there must be a big secret hidden in this talisman. secret.

And this secret is related to the Earth Sect.

In the Di Zong, one of the "Emperor and Queen Tu Tu" is enshrined.

It was naturally impossible for Mo Hua to hand over this golden talisman.

So far, no one has dared to steal his things.

Not to mention, this rat had rummaged through his storage bag before and seized the spiritual stones and spiritual objects in his storage bag.

He remembered all these accounts.

“Can’t stay—

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

He didn't want to have a golden elixir with back-test intentions keep an eye on him during this tomb robbing trip.

But the mouse is a golden elixir, and he can't kill it now.

Moreover, he couldn't be killed in front of so many people, especially his accomplices.

"Use him to try, how to trigger evil spirits? How to arouse evil thoughts? And study how evil thoughts pollute high-level monks -...·

Mo Hua pondered silently in his heart.

But on the surface, he remained calm and focused on leading the way.

Under his guidance, everyone broke several traps, killed a dozen zombies, went around countless corners, and finally came out of the fork in the road.

After going astray, everyone returned to the starting point.

Naturally, we also faced the same problem:

Five forked roads, which one to take?

Second Master Hui said: "The one on the far right is a dead end, and the one in the middle has also been passed. Among the remaining three roads, choose another one and take a look."

Second Master Hui thought for a moment and said, "Let's take the far left."

Mo Hua didn't say anything, and the others didn't object, so they walked to the one sitting on the left together.

But as soon as he entered the leftmost branch and walked a few steps, Mo Hua sensed the formation pattern around him and said immediately: "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Hui Erye asked.

"It's the same." Mo Hua said.

"Same?"

"Yeah," Mo Hua nodded and deduced a little in his mind, "The far left, the middle, and even the remaining two roads are all the same."

"These roads are connected to the same fork."

"Walking in along this road, walking in from the middle like you, the result will be exactly the same. We will still be trapped in the branch roads full of agencies."

"This——" Mr. Hui frowned, "What about these five roads, four wrong roads and one dead end?"

"Four wrong paths, but the remaining one is not a dead end," Mo Hua said, "My previous calculation was correct. This is the pseudo-formation pattern of the ground formation. Four false and one true. The path I led at the beginning is correct. "

"But————" Mr. Hui's eyes were solemn, "That is indeed a dead end."

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "The formation will not lie. If it is, it is, and if it is not, it is not. A road, even if it seems to be a dead end, but as long as the formation is deduced and it is a way of life, then it is a way of life."

When he said this, Mo Hua's eyes were calm and his expression was determined, unintentionally revealing a calm confidence.

This is the temperament that can only be found in truly extraordinary formation masters.

The black-robed young man's pupils narrowed slightly.

Even the old man in black robe looked at Mo Hua strangely.

Second Master Hui thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's go take a look."

So after the group turned back, they followed the instructions of Mo Hua and walked into the rightmost branch at the beginning.

After entering the fork in the road, go all the way to the end. In front of you is a sealed stone wall.

There is a hole on the stone wall, which was blasted open by Master Hui with his fist. Behind the hole, you can see the bottomless mountain.

At first glance, it looked like a dead end.

"If there really is a way, there should be a formation. Can it be solved?" Second Master Hui said.

Mo Hua shook his head: "If there is a formation, I would be able to detect it. It is precisely because the formation is not used that it can be deceived."

Second Master Hui thought for a moment and nodded, "It makes sense."

Since there is no formation, the only way is to "hard chisel".

So a group of Jindan monks took turns taking action and began to use their own methods to dig out the rocks in front of them.

After digging for a long time, the head was still missing.

Everyone was hesitant, but Mo Hua was very determined: "Keep chiseling."

All the golden elixirs could only continue to listen to Mo Hua's instructions and continue digging deeper.

After digging and digging, everyone gradually noticed something unusual.

The rocks in front of me seem to be natural, but in fact they are not.

The interior is made of a mixture of second-grade and third-grade stones, and is extremely strong. However, after cutting it open, you will find traces of artificial pouring inside.

In other words, this is not a natural mountain, but a man-made "rockery".

If six or seven golden elixirs hadn't worked together to dig deep, it would have been impossible to detect it.

Several people looked back at Mo Hua, secretly surprised by Mo Hua's proficiency in formations and the viciousness of his eyes.

After digging for a while, Mo Hua suddenly shouted: "Stop."

"What's wrong?" Second Master Hui asked.

"We have a formation!" Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

If there is a formation, then you cannot dig hard, otherwise it will easily cause the formation to become disordered and the mountain to explode and collapse.

Mo Hua took out his pen and ink again and began to calculate and break the formation.

After the damage was done, Mo Hua said: "Continue digging."

After digging for a while, Mo Hua shouted "stop" and continued to break the formation. After breaking the formation, they were allowed to continue digging.

In this way, while breaking the formation, cutting the mountain at the same time.

After an unknown amount of time, the earth and rocks in front of me finally collapsed, revealing a gap.

Everyone was in high spirits.

The stone walked in front, using its hard body to blast open the gap, and then everyone passed through one after another. When they looked up, they couldn't help but feel a little lost.

In front of him is a huge underground palace, eerie and majestic.

But this underground palace is not closed. The corridors are layered and you can see to the end at a glance.

At the far end of the underground palace, there is a huge deep pit. Inside the pit, there is a huge, golden coffin made of bright chalcopyrite.