Asking About Longevity Chapter 735

Chapter 735 Sou Shan

 “Injury to their bones and muscles... give them a good beating?” Cheng Mo asked.

Mo Hua nodded.

Cheng Mo was delighted, then frowned, "However, their Jinmen disciples are very despicable and hide their heads and tails, so it is difficult to find traces..."

"It's okay," Mo Hua said, "call for some help. During this break, I will go into the mountain with you."

　　A fellow disciple has been bullied, and as a "little senior brother", I must find my place!

 “Okay!” Cheng Mo nodded.

A few days later, during the ten-day break, Cheng Mo followed Mo Hua's instructions and recruited twenty people.

These twenty people are usually the disciples who call "little senior brother" more diligently, play better with Cheng Mo, and have gone on missions together, done bounties, and shared meritorious deeds.

When twenty people arrived in front of the ink painting, they all saluted and shouted:

 “Little senior brother!”

Mo Hua nodded and said with a slightly solemn expression: "This time we enter the Demon Refining Mountain. If we don't do anything else, we will destroy the Golden Gate!"

With more people fighting against fewer people, and with armor to overcome gold, the battle is almost without suspense.

Including Mo Hua, Cheng Mo and others, there were a total of twenty-five people. In order not to attract attention, they entered the Demon Refining Mountain in batches, and finally met at the foot of a hillside in the Demon Refining Mountain.

 “The method is also simple.”

On the surface, the mountains are deep and forested, and there is indeed no suspicious trace.

 “Idiot!”

The disciples of Duanjinmen are indeed not stupid, and they hide their secrets deeply.

 Ink Hua spread a map on the table.

 “Their armor is weird, and my golden sword skills can't beat it...”

In this way, these Duanjinmen disciples who were hiding secretly in the mountains and had evil intentions were pointed out one by one by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua walked in front, using the seventeen textures to transform his spiritual consciousness. With the blessing of a little calculation, he scanned the surrounding mountains, rivers and trees.

“As long as there are Duanjinmen disciples with evil intentions, I'll beat them up on sight, take off their robes, draw turtles on them, and hang them from a tree.”

Mo Hua called names as he walked.

 “Damn, how did they find us?”

“There are seven riding on the tree over there.”

Cheng Mo immediately led his men and rushed forward. After that, a commotion suddenly broke out, swords buzzed, spiritual energy overflowed, and someone shouted:

"who?!"

Under his spiritual observation, none of the Duanjinmen disciples, who either used hidden spiritual weapons, used rocks to cover their bodies, or used vegetation to hide their aura, could not escape.

 After meeting, we officially started “scanning pictures”.

 All the disciples looked happy.

 “There are five hidden behind the big stone.”

 “Suppress it with spells…”

 In a trance, there is a feeling of peeking into the "true nature" of all things.

After feeling the ink painting for a moment, he pointed with his hand.

Duanjinmen has a lot of talents and various methods when it comes to doing such insidious things.

It's just shameless to break the Golden Gate, run away if you can't beat them, and find opportunities to harass them after you run away. It's really annoying.

Just like that, amid the commotion, the Duanjinmen disciples were taken down one by one.

However, in front of the ink painting, their "insidiousness" is not worth mentioning.

“We are a group of twenty people, wearing gold-defying armor and gold-defying spiritual weapons, and go directly to the mountain to scan the map!”

 “There is also something in the water…”

 “The little brat from Taixu Sect!”

“There are a few people who are using escape techniques and hiding in the ground...”

 They have been repeatedly harassed by the Golden Gate in the Demon Refining Mountain these days. Not only were they injured, but they were also angry. They wasted a lot of time, did not earn much merit, and were already very angry.

"I want to see how shameless they can be..."

After the instructions were given, everyone set off.

“There are five squatting in the grass over there…”

　　“I'll hold it off for a moment, and you guys can run away…”

"good…"

 “Trash!”

 In the whiteness, the mountains, rocks, vegetation, and demonic birds, snakes, and insects are stripped of their appearances and presented one by one in the form of spiritual or demonic power.

　　"Fuck you, I promised to delay it for a while, why did you run away on your own?!"

Mo Hua kept his promise, took off their monk robes, drew turtles, and hung them on the tree, causing them to suffer humiliation.

This is the price of being humble.

 After sorting out a group, Mo Hua waved his hand.

"continue…"

So more than 20 people continued to move forward.

It was Mo Hua who conducted the investigation and called the names. Cheng Mo and the others took action and took down the Duanjinmen disciples and hung them on the tree.

Under the leadership of Mo Hua, the group followed the established route, searched the mountains and scanned maps, and sorted out all the Duanjinmen disciples they encountered.

 It wasn't until it was getting late that everyone left the Demon Refining Mountain.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then took everyone with him to hunt down a few monsters, peeled off the materials, sold them at the mountain gate, and distributed the merits to everyone.

There are few monsters and many people, so each person gets more than a hundred merit points, which can be used to make up for the ticket price without losing merit points.

 You don't have to make a profit, but you can't lose!

 This is the bottom line of Mo Hua's work.

 Afterwards, everyone felt relieved and went back to the sect to drink.

 After dark, inside the Broken Golden Gate.

 A disciple reported back to a tall and thin senior brother Duanjinmen about the Demon Refining Mountain.

This senior brother is still a little injured, and there are marks on his shoulder where he was struck by an axe.

The movement is slightly sluggish. It seems that he has been poisoned and the remaining poison has not been cleared away.

 He was concentrating on flipping through a monster hunting atlas.

 “Senior Brother Jin, it's not good…”

The disciple said in a panic.

Brother Duan Jinmen frowned and looked displeased, "What's wrong?"

"We..." the disciple took a breath and whispered, "we were sneak attacked by Taixu Sect..."

 Senior Brother Duanjinmen frowned, "What next?"

“The people on the other side relied on the large number of people and acted despicably. I don't know what means they used to pull out all our disciples who were hiding in the mountains one by one..."

The junior brother emphasized again, "They were numerous and acted despicably. We were no match. We were beaten up by them, and then..."

The disciple paused.

 Senior Brother Duanjinmen frowned, "What next?"

The disciple secretly glanced at Senior Brother Duanjinmen and whispered: "Then he will be just like you, Senior Brother..."

 Senior Brother Duanjinmen was slightly startled, "What do you mean like me?"

“He was stripped of his clothes, painted with a turtle, and hung on a tree…”

These words are like sharp swords, piercing the heart.

Brother Duan Jinmen's blood immediately surged up, and he slapped the table in front of him to pieces, and then he was so angry that he trembled all over.

 What a shame!

 This is the greatest humiliation he has ever encountered in his life so far!

What is even more difficult for him to accept is that the people who made him suffer such humiliation were a few disciples who were not as qualified as him and were only in the middle stage of foundation building.

Every time he thought about this, he gritted his teeth and became angry.

When the disciple saw this, he trembled at the side.

After a long time, Brother Duanjinmen, who had been painted with several people in ink, including breaking sword skills, taking off Taoist robes, hanging on branches, and drawing turtles, suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a face as cold as frost:

“Who is taking the lead over Taixu Gate?”

The disciple said: "I'm not sure about this. I just know that the person at the front is a tall Taixu sect disciple holding a big axe."

 Big axe!

 Sure enough!

 Senior Brother Duanjinmen's eyes flashed coldly.

"Senior Brother Jin, what should we do next..." the disciple asked cautiously.

 Senior Brother Duanjinmen thought for a moment and sneered:

“If they want to fight, we will fight with them!”

 The disciple looked happy and said, "Brother, do you want to take action?"

Brother Duanjinmen's face darkened.

 Shall I take action?

 He ended up in such an embarrassing situation just because he took action.

Brother Duan Jinmen has a narrow mind and cold eyes. He looked at this disciple and wondered what he was thinking in his heart.

 After a moment, he opened his mouth and said:

“It's not enough yet, I and the other Duanjinmen senior brothers can't take action for the time being.”

"It was because those little **** robbed me of the monster that broke the golden gate, so I started to argue with them."

“Now it's your fellow disciples who are in conflict. If we senior brothers show up again, we will inevitably get the reputation of bullying the younger ones.”

“Although it happened for a reason, if it is spread out, it will inevitably be true.”

"I walk upright and sit upright at Duanjinmen. I am not afraid of these criticisms, but I cannot give others a handle."

“So, this matter is still up to you as junior brothers to resolve, and this battle is up to you to fight on your own.”

"But..." the disciple was a little worried, "I'm afraid we are no match for Taixu Sect..."

Brother Duan Jinmen's expression turned cold, “You are my disciple of Duan Jinmen, how come you don't have any ambition, do you want to gain other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige?”

Senior brother Duan Jinmen sneered, "Although I, Duan Jinmen, am only ranked in the twelfth rank, that is because the previous sect preface was biased and looked down upon me, Duan Jinmen."

“To this day, our Golden Gate continues to grow and is no longer what it used to be.”

“As for the Taixu Sect, it has become worse with each generation and has long been reduced to the bottom of the Eight Gates, with only a false name.”

 “What the senior brother said is true!”

The disciple said quickly, but he still looked a little unsure, "Senior brother, you don't know, their Taixu Sect, each one has a piece of gold-breaking armor..."

“As for my Duanjinmen, most of my disciples are mainly based on gold spiritual roots and practice gold-based Taoism.”

 “The power of the spell is greatly reduced when it hits the Kejin armor.”

“Physical training is slightly better, but not superior…”

“In a head-to-head fight, my Duanjinmen disciples are not afraid of Taixumen, but they are too cunning and rely on the power of their spiritual weapons and armors. We are afraid that we will suffer..."

 Brother Duanjinmen frowned.

He also knew about this matter, and he had long felt it was very strange.

Logically speaking, this kind of single five-element armor is difficult to mass-produce, and once it is mass-produced, it will inevitably lose money.

Having one or two pieces is nothing.

 But it is very strange for everyone to have one piece of armor, uniform in style, and painted with a golden formation.

This shows that there are people or powerful forces who are targeting the Broken Golden Gate and spending a lot of money to develop this type of custom-made spiritual weapon that can restrain the spiritual power of gold...

Senior Brother Duanjinmen's expression gradually became serious. After a moment, he said: "I have my own way of doing this. You go and gather the disciples and give Taixu Sect some color tomorrow."

 “Yes, senior brother.”

The disciple took the order and went.

Brother Duanjinmen thought for a moment, then got up and left the disciples' residence, walked through the splendid steps, and went to Duanjinmen, in front of another cave door with beautiful scenery and luxurious decorations.

 A beautiful female disciple opened the door, led him in, and led him to the living room.

 In the living room, there sat a handsome young man in fine clothes.

This young man is enjoying tea.

The beautiful female disciple came closer and said something. The young master nodded, hooked the female disciple's chin with his hand, and said something ambiguous.

 The female disciple left shyly.

Brother Duan Jinmen's eyes were straight and he didn't dare to look away. However, with the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but wander around the graceful body of the female disciple several times as she left. He was filled with envy in his heart.

This is not the cave of the elders, but the cave where the disciples live.

 Living alone in a cave, accompanied by women.

 These are all illegal.

Not only in Duanjinmen, but also in the entire Qianxue Prefecture, most of the sects do not comply with the sect rules.

 But the rules are set for ordinary people.

Some people are destined to be above ordinary people, enjoying wealth and privileges that ordinary monks cannot reach in their lifetime.

Brother Duanjinmen turned his attention to the handsomely dressed young man in the middle.

 Jin Yicai.

 One of the most direct descendants of the Jin family in Duanjinmen.

The father's lineage has been in the upper echelons of Duanjinmen for generations; the mother's lineage is related to the Seven Pavilions of the Central Daoting and is also quite prominent in Daozhou.

This exquisite cave is where his mother specially applied to the sect for her only precious son to live.

In her words, Jin Yicai was born noble and of extraordinary blood. How could he live in the same discipleship center as those ordinary disciples?

 That beautiful female disciple just now was not a maid.

She is a female disciple from a family with real high-grade spiritual roots in Duanjinmen.

In the eyes of others, she is an unattainable "proud daughter of heaven" with both talent and beauty, but in this cave, she is just a bed-warmer toy.

Jin Yicai had a good background and good spiritual roots. He also had a separate cave within the sect.

In the Duanjin Gate, there are countless talented women from middle-class families who want to climb up to the dragon and join the phoenix and enter the door of his Jin family.

He doesn't even have to do anything, he just needs to open the door of the cave a little.

Every night, all kinds of beautiful women came into the cave, climbed into his bed, and offered themselves pillows.

 Even if they are tired of being played with and thrown away, these women are still happy with it.

 The female disciple who leads the way is also replaced every few days.

These things clearly violated the rules of the family.

The upper echelons of Golden Gate also knew about it, but most of them turned a blind eye.

 Senior Brother Duanjinmen felt a trace of jealousy and resentment in his heart.

 Before he was promoted by Jin Yicai and stepped through the door of this cave, he knew nothing about it.

Only when he saw it with his own eyes did he know that the "fairies" in the family who were praised by others and seemed innocent and dignified could actually stoop to this low level.

Those high-sounding rules are just a joke to some people.

 Fame and wealth can make people's hearts so rotten.

Brother Duan Jinmen felt sour and resentful in his heart.

What he hates is not the greed of human desires or the corruption of fame and fortune.

 He only hates that these have nothing to do with him.

 But it's different now, he has hooked up with Mr. Jin.

As long as you follow Mr. Jin and walk step by step, even if your background is not good, you will eventually be able to get ahead and embark on a bright future.

 Vaguely, he could already smell the fragrance of fame and fortune.

This kind of fragrance is so alluring, just like the fragrance of the powder on the graceful female disciple just now, which attracts people's hearts.

At this moment, a voice with a touch of arrogance came from the room.

 “Jin Gui, what's the matter?”

Brother Duanjinmen, who was called "Jin Gui", immediately gathered his thoughts and said respectfully:

 “Taixumen is still causing trouble.”

Jin Yicai, who was dressed in gold silk and brocade clothes and had a lazy look, frowned immediately after hearing this.

Jin Gui continued: "They are equipped with a 'gold-killing' spiritual weapon. Ordinary disciples may not be able to match them."

Jin Yicai sneered, "Spiritual weapon that can defeat gold? You are so smart..."

He nodded slightly and said, "You tell me that the direct descendants of the Jin family who have mastered the Broken Gold Sword Technique, whose sword skills have become more mature, and who have also forged the Broken Gold Sword, can go and play with the Taixu Sect..."

Jin Yicai snorted coldly after finishing speaking, "Do you really think that if I destroy the Golden Gate, it's just a mob?"

 Jin Gui said: "Yes."

Jin Yicai thought for a moment and raised his eyes slightly, "How is the matter with the monster beast?"

Jin Gui lowered his head slightly and reported back: "I follow the young master's instructions. According to the names in the catalog, seventeen species have been captured alive. The remaining species are scarce, and we are still looking for them..."

Jin Yicai was a little unhappy.

Jin Gui observed the words and expressions, his heart sank, and he immediately said:

“The Demon Refining Mountain is too big, the mountains are dangerous, the forests are deep, and there are many monsters, so it's not easy to find. Moreover, the disciples of the Taixu Clan have been in the way recently, making it difficult for us to move..."

“After we deal with the Taixu Sect disciples, we will find them all within half a month!”

Jin Yicai nodded and said, "Don't let me down."

Jin Gui said flatly: "Don't worry, young master!"

 The room became quiet after that.

 Jin Yicai drank tea calmly.

Jin Gui stood respectfully, not daring to make a sound.

 The interior is elegant and luxurious, and the smoke from the incense burner is thick.

 An atmosphere of comfort and wealth.

Jin Yicai took a sip of tea, but felt a little irritable for no reason.

If that incident hadn't happened, why would he have been placed under house arrest by his father and not allowed to step out of this cave? Even his mother's plea for mercy was useless.

 Even such an important matter must be left to others.

Because of this, he was severely scolded by his father.

 Since childhood, he has never been criticized so harshly.

Jin Yicai got angry and crushed the tea cup in his hand with a "creep".

Jin Gui was shocked.

Within a moment, the beautiful female disciple heard the sound and came over, wiped the tea for Jin Yicai, changed the cup, poured another cup of tea, and then withdrew with charming eyes and graceful posture.

Jin Gui lowered his head, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances out of the corner of his eye.

These women are all the best in the family, and they are never within his reach.

His subtle expressions were noticed by Jin Yicai.

Jin Yicai sighed slightly and said calmly:

“Have you remembered everything I told you?”

 Jin Gui said quickly: "Remember."

"Well." Jin Yicai used the tea lid to skim the tea foam in the cup, "This matter is very important and there is no room for failure. If you can do what I asked you to do well..."

Jin Yicai took a sip of tea:

 “I'll take you on board.”

Jin Gui was shocked when he heard this. Then he looked ecstatic. Regardless of his identity, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed:

 “Thank you, sir!”

 “Thank you, Master, for your support!”

“From now on, if you are rich in gold, you will have to go through fire and water, but the young master will keep your head up!”

Jin Gui excitedly swore an oath to show his loyalty.

Jin Yicai nodded approvingly, glanced at Jin Gui who was kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but think in his heart:

 “He looks like a dog...”

 The next day, Mo Hua took people into Demon Refining Mountain again, planning to continue searching the mountain and scanning pictures.

 But this time, he found something was different.

 The disciples of Duanjinmen suddenly became stronger.

Although they wear the same golden Taoist robes, their eyebrows are more arrogant, their spiritual roots are better, their cultivation is deeper, their sword energy is sharper, and the golden spiritual swords they wear are obviously different.

Moreover, what they practice are all advanced sword techniques.

 The two sides started fighting, and the pressure on Taixu Gate increased sharply.

There is no other way to do ink painting but to do it yourself.

Fortunately, although these Jinmen Duanmen disciples are strong, they are only in the middle stage of foundation building. With Mo Hua's current cultivation level, his powerful spiritual consciousness, nearly instantaneous fireball technique, and various tricky and disgusting control spells are enough to defeat him. In a battle of this scale, monks show off their skills.

Not to mention, he also has formations.

 Therefore, although this battle was a bit strenuous, Mo Hua and the others still won, but more people were injured.

Duanjinmen lost, but the loss was not too big.

 At least there are far fewer disciples hanging on trees to draw **** pictures.

Both sides stopped fighting, exchanged harsh words, and then returned to their respective clans.

 After returning to the sect, the Taixu sect disciples were healing their injuries.

Mo Hua observed everyone's injuries and realized a problem:

 The gold armor seems to be of little use anymore...

The gold-defying armor has a gold-defying formation painted on it. This formation is specifically designed to target the five elements of metal spells, and the resistance to gold spiritual power is extremely high.

 But the new Duanjinmen disciple seems to be the core disciple of Duanjinmen.

 The Tao method they cultivate is the true and complete gold-breaking sword control technique.

The sword energy stimulated by this sword technique is gold-based sword energy, but its essence is "sword energy".

Metal-defying armor simply "defines gold", but its defense against sword energy is negligible.

 So in this fight, more disciples from the Taixu Sect were injured.

But...how to guard against sword energy?

 How is sword energy itself different from ordinary spiritual power? Why is it more powerful than ordinary spells?

 There are still eight days until the next ten-day holiday.

Mo Hua wants to take advantage of this period of time to figure out this issue.

Otherwise, if we fight in the future, more of our fellow disciples may be injured. If we fight against Duanjinmen, the gains outweigh the losses.

Mo Hua specifically asked Elder Yi who taught Taoism.

 Afterwards, he asked some of Situ Jian's sword-cultivating disciples and finally understood it roughly.

 The power of sword cultivation most intuitively comes from "sword energy".

 The power of sword energy partly depends on the "sword weapon".

 Sword weapon…

Mo Hua thought about those luxurious golden spiritual swords that broke the waists of Jinmen disciples. His mind moved, and his eyes gradually glowed with brilliance.

 “The spiritual sword that breaks the golden gate…”

 (End of this chapter)

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