Asking About Longevity Chapter 743

Chapter 743 Tai'a

Lian Yaoshan, the outer mountain.

In a mountain forest, several disciples wearing Tai'amen robes looked alert and walked slowly while looking around.

The person currently standing is tall and straight, with a handsome and elegant face, holding a red-gold yellow maple sword.

It was Ouyang Feng, the Tai'amen senior brother whom Mo Hua met when he first entered Taixu Sect.

There are five more people.

Among the five people, four are slightly older, have reached the late stage of foundation building, and are in the same class as Ouyang Feng.

In addition, there is a young monk following behind. His skin is slightly darker, he looks a little thin, and his expression is more dull and nervous.

After the group of people walked for a while, a senior sister Tai Amen warned the young monk:

“Xiao Mumu, we can only take you twice to familiarize yourself with the mountains of Demon Refining Mountain. From now on, you will have to rely on yourself to hunt monsters.”

"In two years, there will be a sword competition. Your brother is very busy and may not have time to look after you. Please be considerate."

The little monk, who was called "Little Wood", secretly glanced at Ouyang Feng, who was walking in front. He had a handsome figure and sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and nodded slightly.

“Sister Qian, I understand.” He whispered.

This senior sister's name is Ouyang Qian, and she is also from the Ouyang family. She smiled when she heard this, touched Xiaomu's head, and warned:

“Monster Refining Mountain is dangerous, so be careful.”

"Um."

Xiao Mumu said quite nervously.

But he was dull by nature, not good at words, and didn't say much.

Several people were walking and reached the mountainside. Among the crowd, a long-faced Tai'amen brother named "Ma" suddenly frowned and said:

"It's been a long time since I've been to the mountains. Why are these mountains occupied by people?"

Ouyang Feng's eyes moved slightly.

Senior Sister Tai'amen named Ouyang Qian also let go of her spiritual consciousness. After a moment, she was surprised and said: "Why are there so many people in this mountain?"

They are all disciples in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Monster Refining Mountain is very large, and the areas for demon hunting are also different for disciples in the middle stage of foundation establishment and in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Because the mountains are complex and the mountain roads are intricate, different monster hunting areas have different routes up the mountain.

The mountain they were on was the outer area of low-level monsters.

Ouyang Feng and others were still in the middle stage of foundation building, and had just come here when they went to hunt monsters in the mountains.

Later, they entered the inner mountain and hunted the second-grade intermediate-level monsters and above, and never came back.

According to their previous experience, there should not be too many disciples entering the mountain at this time, and the outer mountain should be relatively empty. However, they did not expect that there would be so many disciples in the mountain.

“A disciple of He Zong?”

“It looks like the Taoist robe... Taixumen?”

Everyone looked at each other.

In the Qianxue state boundary, the four strongest sects are currently the strongest.

However, the four major sects have special territories in the Demon Refining Mountain and generally have little intersection with each other.

Apart from the four major sects, they never expected that the one who could occupy the top of the mountain was not Duan Jinmen, one of the twelve sects, who attacked with heavy sword energy.

Nor is it the other top-ranked sect among the eight gates.

　　It turned out to be the Taixu Sect that has always been tepid, neither impatient nor impetuous, and is about to fall into the last position without realizing it...

“How could it be Taixumen?”

"have no idea…"

“What powerful swordsmanship inheritance does Taixu Sect have?”

"Our three sects have always had some connections. Tai'a casts swords, and Chongxu's sword energy is used. Taixu Sect is the sword's intention?"

“I don't know, the elders rarely mention it.”

“Sword Intent is too difficult. It's impossible to build the foundation...”

“Then what do they rely on to hunt monsters?”

“Cultivation, martial arts, or magic?”

A few people looked a little confused, so they continued walking forward, but they took a small path and their whereabouts were relatively hidden.

Then I saw groups of Taixu Sect disciples on the road, one after another, wearing uniform armor, holding spiritual weapons in their hands, walking in unison, advancing and retreating in the mountains in an orderly manner.

Even though they were far away, they still saw some scenes of hunting monsters.

First, the disciples conduct reconnaissance, then surveillance, and then set up an ambush formation.

When the formation exploded and the monster was seriously injured, a group of disciples went up to fight. Their movements were clean and neat, and they cooperated very well, as if they had practiced it many times.

　　　Everyone in Tai'amen was secretly frightened.

This is not a sect disciple hunting monsters.

Even if Tao soldiers come to hunt monsters, it's nothing more than that.

and…

The long-faced senior brother Tai'amen named Ma frowned and said, "Taixumen, since when did you become famous for your formations?"

The trap used for ambush, the armor worn, and the spiritual weapon held in hand.

There are all formations with specific functions drawn here.

According to the monster's habits, trap characteristics and the structure of the spiritual weapon, the formation diagram is specially designed, the weapon is refined, and the monster hunting process is standardized. It can also be promoted among disciples...

This is simply not something that ordinary disciples can do.

They hunted monsters and beasts, and they all stumbled through it from the beginning, so they knew the difficulties involved.

I also know the terrifying advantages of this entire demon hunting process.

The "monster hunting" of Taixu Sect is completely different from that of other sect disciples.

Ouyang Feng looked thoughtful and ordered:

“Go back and talk to the next generation of junior brothers, let them avoid these hills in the Demon Refining Mountain, and don't easily provoke the Taixu Sect's disciples.”

Taiamen and Taixumen, although they have some ancestral connections, are now two sects after all.

Since the family is separated, the affection will eventually fade away.

What's more, the disciples below never pay attention to these things.

Disciples from the same sect, even if they fight openly and covertly, there will be discord, let alone disciples from different sects.

In the Demon Refining Mountain, monks hunt demons, strip them of materials, and earn merit, which has always been prone to disputes.

If a disciple of our sect really has a conflict with a disciple of the Taixu sect, judging from the current situation, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

Taixumen, a team of five people with sophisticated formations, complete spiritual weapons, and an orderly hunting mode like Taoist soldiers, can deal with powerful monsters with ease, let alone monks.

If it were really used against monks, it would be unthinkable.

In this case, it is best to avoid it in advance to avoid conflicts between disciples on both sides and enmity, causing the situation to get out of hand.

What's more, Ouyang Feng himself has a good relationship with fellow disciples of Taixu Sect.

Also thinking about the origins of his ancestors, he also did not want to think about the following junior brothers and sisters, who were at odds with the Taixu Sect.

"good."

The other Tai'amen disciples said in a deep voice.

Ouyang Feng looked around, glanced at the small piece of wood next to him, and said:

“These hills are all occupied by the Taixu Sect. I will take you to a more remote place and kill a few monsters myself to show you..."

He patted Xiao Mu's shoulder and said, “From now on, you have to rely on yourself.”

“Hmm!” Xiaomu nodded solemnly.

Ouyang Feng's expression showed a trace of gentleness, but deeper in his eyes was worry.

After that, Tai'amen and his party crossed several hills, left the territory of Taixumen, and came to the forest on the edge. They worked together and killed two monsters.

Ouyang Feng remained silent.

Ouyang Qian told Xiaomu one by one what to pay attention to when hunting monsters.

Xiao Mumu listened carefully.

“You have just entered the mountains, you are still inexperienced, and your skills are unfamiliar. Remember not to be too greedy and kill powerful monsters such as tigers, leopards, and bears as soon as you get up.”

“Kill the weak monsters starting from the beginning…”

“The monster is cunning, so we must be very vigilant. We must not relax until the monster dies completely, otherwise it will lead to catastrophe.”

“Some monsters have thick skin and a lot of blood, and some monsters have strange powers. They may be killed at close range, or they may spit water, fire, poisonous gas from a distance. You must be prepared in advance.”

“Remember, don't fight monsters alone.”

“At least five people form a team, and then…”

Ouyang Qian was patiently talking to Xiao Mu when she was suddenly startled. She looked up and saw a golden light flashing in the sky, and then the sword energy overflowed and burst out.

A goshawk was strangled by the sword energy, a cloud of blood mist burst out, and it fell down.

Ouyang Feng's pupils narrowed.

The expressions of several other people also changed.

“King Sword!”

Ouyang Qian's beautiful eyes were slightly startled and she murmured:

“What a fast sword!”

“The distance is also a hundred feet away, the peak of foundation building? Or is it the golden elixir?”

“The sword energy has not been crystallized, and it seems that there is no golden elixir…”

"This is the mountain outside the Demon Refining Mountain. Who is wielding the sword?" Several people looked solemn.

Xiao Mumu recalled the sword that had just broken through the air and the sharp sword light, and couldn't help but look fascinated.

“This sword is so powerful...but for some reason, the quality of the spiritual sword is a bit poor...”

He thought silently in his heart.

In Tai'amen, the long-faced senior brother named Ma, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to Ouyang Feng: "The golden sword light, mixed with the aura of gold and stone, seems to be the sword technique to break the Golden Gate..."

“This person may be a master swordsman from Broken Golden Gate.”

Senior Brother Ma paused and then said, "Brother Feng, why don't we go make some friends?"

Ouyang Feng's eyes darkened slightly.

Others also looked startled, "Broken the Golden Gate?"

“What are you doing by making friends with Jinmen?”

"Duan Jinmen is narrow-minded and has a bad reputation. If he is really Duan Jinmen, no matter how good his sword skills are, he is probably not a kind person. He has different paths and will not work together, so there is no need to make friends."

Senior Brother Ma shook his head, "How can you be so arbitrary? A sect is a sect and an individual is an individual. After all, there are differences."

“Besides, I have been working hard over the years and have ranked first among the eight gates.”

“Duanjinmen is also determined to make progress. Although it is ranked among the top 12, it is actually no worse than the Eight Gates.”

"We are too amen. If we want to go further, we must form a wide range of like-minded people. How can we exclude other sects innately because of sectarian prejudice?"

"Senior Brother Ma...that makes sense," Ouyang Qian thought for a moment and looked at Ouyang Feng, "Brother Feng, what do you think?"

Ouyang Feng glanced at Senior Brother Ma silently, his eyes a little obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. Finally he nodded and said:

“Let's go and have a look.”

He also wanted to know when the Golden Gate was broken by a sword-wielding genius who could fly a sword through the air and kill an eagle.

These kind of people, if they are not Taoist friends, will definitely be enemies in the future.

The group of people walked along the mountain road in the direction where the Goshawk Demon fell, but when they got closer, they were all stunned.

Even Senior Brother Na Ma's expression froze.

Where the goshawk fell, there was no sword master who could break the golden gate.

There was only one young monk peeling off the skin.

His white and tender hands were holding a knife, shaving the eagle's feathers and cutting the flesh bit by bit.

Seeing Ouyang Feng and others coming, he raised his head, revealing the face of a young man with picturesque features but a hint of heroism, and said with a smile:

“Senior Brother Feng, long time no see!”

Everyone in Tai'amen looked shocked and looked at Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng was also startled. When he saw the young boy's face clearly, he said in surprise: "Ink painting?"

“Yeah.” Mo Hua smiled and nodded.

Ouyang Feng looked away from the ink painting and looked at the bloodstained and disemboweled ferocious eagle demon on the ground. He then looked up at the ink painting and said with some surprise:

“This eagle…”

“I picked it up!”

Mo Hua's lies come out of his mouth.

It's not that he wanted to lie, but he told the truth. He said that he had learned how to control a sword, flew a sword through the air, and killed the harpy, but others did not believe it.

Furthermore, it is better to keep a low profile, otherwise it will be troublesome to explain.

The expressions of the Tai Amen people were complicated.

Walking in the mountains, there happened to be an eagle-like monster that was beheaded by someone. It fell in front of you and asked you to pick it up...

How can such a good thing happen?

But...if he didn't pick it up, could it be that he killed it?

This is even more impossible.

In the middle stage of foundation building, what sword can you control? What's more, he doesn't have much sword energy around him, so he doesn't look like a swordsman at first glance.

Ouyang Feng looked around and asked, "Are there any other monks around here?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I don't know about that."

Ouyang Feng let go of his consciousness, scanned the surroundings, and found that there was no trace of anyone else.

He looked at the ink painting again, frowned, and asked, "You... didn't go into the mountain alone, did you?"

If it were anyone else, he would definitely not think so.

But if it's an ink painting…

He had offered rewards with Mo Hua before, and he knew that this young junior brother looked innocent, but he was bold and careful, had many strategies, and dared to think and do.

It may not be impossible for a person to go into Demon Refining Mountain alone.

Ink painting is indeed done by one person into the mountains.

He wants to practice sword-wielding alone.

A sword, an eagle, a net gain of 800 meritorious deeds.

It is not easy to bring others with you for this kind of thing, and there is no need to bring others with you.

But in real terms, he was not really alone in the mountains.

His "little junior brothers" are all over the mountains and plains, scattered in the nearby mountains, so he can get along like a fish in water in the mountains.

“Not really,” Mo Hua pointed to the mountain behind him, “I have many little brothers.”

Ouyang Feng and others were stunned, wondering what this junior fellow apprentice was talking about...

What does “there are many little brothers” mean?

However, Ouyang Qian and others are not familiar with ink painting, so it is not easy to get to the bottom of it.

Ouyang Feng was quite familiar with Mo Hua, but it was inconvenient to reminisce in front of several other Tai Amen disciples.

On the other side, Mo Hua has already skinned and deboned the goshawk with quick hands and feet, and put all the materials into his storage bag.

Although he said that he picked up the eagle.

But even if he picked it up, it is still his own!

Since it is yours, you should put it in your storage bag as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.

Seeing Mo Hua's smart eyes and the way he never suffered a loss, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, with a gentle smile on his lips.

He turned his head again, glanced at the small wooden piece beside him, and sighed in his heart.

It would be nice if this kid Mu'er was half as clever as Mo Hua... no, even one fifth as clever.

It will not be so easy to suffer losses in the future.

"It's getting late, let's say goodbye first and won't disturb you anymore," Ouyang Feng said, then looked at the ink painting and warned, "Be careful in the mountains."

“Yeah, yeah.” Mo Hua nodded, “Senior Brother Feng, don't worry.”

Ouyang Feng said nothing more and walked out to the other side of the mountain road, but not long after walking, he suddenly stopped.

Scenes from Demon Refining Mountain came to his mind again.

Disciples of the Taixu Sect went into the mountains in advance to hunt monsters...

Traps, armor, spiritual weapons...all have formations on them.

Regulated hunting.

Mo Hua just said, "I have many little brothers..."

Ouyang Feng's heart trembled, and his expression was quite unbelievable.

“Could it be that…”

Ouyang Feng couldn't help turning his head and looked at the ink painting again.

Mo Hua has already taken care of the goshawk. He is thin and has a fair face, but his hands are stained with demon blood and his face is indifferent.

Looking at the ferocious dead goshawk in front of me was like looking at a chicken that had just been slaughtered...

Ouyang Feng's pupils shrank and he immediately said:

“Ink painting.”

Mo Hua was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Ouyang Feng with some doubts. He saw Ouyang Feng think for a while, then he pulled a dark-skinned and thin Tai'amen disciple to his side, and said warmly:

“This is Ouyang Mu, my younger brother…”

Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed with pity, and then he smiled and said to Mo Hua, "If I encounter him in the mountains in the future, I would like to trouble you to take care of him."

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Mu was slightly startled.

Other Tai'amen disciples were also a little shocked.

Ouyang Feng is a direct descendant of Tai'amen. He has high-grade spiritual roots, excellent talents, and is well respected by his fellow disciples.

Although he looks easy-going and elegant, he is aloof inside and never asks for help.

But he never expected that today he would actually ask a junior monk from another sect, one level below him, to ask him to take care of his younger brother.

This was beyond everyone's expectations.

Mo Hua didn't think anything of it.

He and Senior Brother Feng still have a very good relationship. He also participated in many tasks and received a lot of care from Senior Brother Feng.

It is also appropriate to take care of his younger brother now.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Senior Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of him if I have the chance."

Mo Hua looked at the thin, dark little monk next to Ouyang Feng again, and silently remembered his name:

Ouyang Mu.

(End of this chapter)

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