Asking About Longevity Chapter 817

Chapter 817 Chase

 “Daotingsi…”

Mo Hua looked solemn and murmured, "Do you think it was Guishuimen who colluded with Daotingsi to secretly attack you?"

"good."

Mo Hua was confused, "How do you know these things?"

Just Guishuimen.

The water in Daotingsi is deep, and even if there is some dirty collusion within, it is not something that he, a descendant of the Water Prison Sect, who is like a "lost dog", can know about.

The old man sneered, "Don't forget the origin of my Shuiyun Sect. The word "prison" for Shui Jing Sect comes from "Dao Jing". All the monks of my Shui Jing Sect have been in Dao Tingsi. He holds office, is good at hunting, and is responsible for punishment. He is even regarded as a lackey of the Daoting Division. All the dirty work is done by me, the Shuiyun Sect. How can I not know about the dirty things in the Daoting Division? "

"What's more, the Guishui Sect is the Water Prison Sect's 'resurrection of corpses', so colluding with Daotingsi is perfectly normal."

"I was hunted down, and the descendants of the Yu family were exterminated. In each of these incidents, Dao Tingsi's hands and feet were clearly invisible, but in the eyes of an expert like me, Dao Tingsi's figure was everywhere."

Mo Hua said: "The situation in the Daoting Division is also very complicated. There are monks from different families and different sects mixed together. It cannot be generalized."

The old man said: "Daotingsi is a big dye vat. Anyone who goes in will be dyed sooner or later. Does it matter what color you were before?"

Mo Hua frowned.

The old man looked at the ink painting, sighed at the end, and said sincerely:

"Little brother, although you are smart and meticulous, and your methods are not inferior to some old monks who have been in the world of cultivation for many years, but after all, you are young and have seen less, so you don't know the true dangers of the human heart."

"In this world, **** indulges people's desires, wealth harms people's hearts, and power corrodes people's hearts the most."

"When the Daotingsi is in power, life and death are controlled, and it is inherited from generation to generation. Over time, rot will inevitably arise. This is the most irrefutable truth in the world."

"What's more, the Daoting has lasted for 20,000 years. This time is too long, enough to grow each silverfish into a giant."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, "There must be Qingliu in the Daoting Division..."

The old man sneered, "Who can tell whether it is a real clear stream or a false clear stream? No matter how clear the water is, it will still change color when it flows into the dye vat. If you don't want the color to change, then I don't know how many people want you to die. …”

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

The old man looked at the ink painting with a complicated expression and sighed:

"Now that I have said this, I will leave it to my little friend to make the decision. I don't ask for your help. I just hope that you can abide by the agreement and not leak my whereabouts. Otherwise, it will cause disaster and the water prison gate will be cut off. I will not rest in peace, even if I turn into a ghost, I still want to find an explanation from my little friend..."

Even if you turn into a fierce ghost, I won't be afraid at all...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart, but after thinking for a moment, he still said:

"This pot is a bit too big. It belongs to Guishuimen and Daotingsi. I may not be able to handle it. I can only help you as much as I can, but it's hard to say whether I can help you in the end. As for your whereabouts, Don't worry, I won't tell outsiders.”

The old man looked grateful, "In that case, thank you very much, little friend."

Mo Hua nodded, "One more thing..."

He looked slightly cold, "Those two children just now are also descendants of the Yu family. If you pass on the Water Prison Sect's skills to them, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the Guishui Sect and massacring the entire fishing village?"

The old man's expression froze.

He had deliberately concealed it before, not wanting to expose the identities of Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi.

But he didn't expect that the young monk in front of him already knew everything.

The old man looked bitter and sighed:

"I really...can't help it..."

"If we pass it on, they might die. But if we don't pass it on, once I die, the entire Water Prison Sect's orthodoxy will be completely destroyed. How can I be worthy of my ancestors..."

The old man's mind was agitated, his face turned pale for a moment, he coughed violently, and blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

Mo Hua shook his head, it was hard to blame him.

"You have a good rest. If you want, I will find a car tomorrow and take you to a place to recuperate."

The old man cupped his hands and said calmly: "Sorry for bothering you, little friend."

"I won't disturb you anymore." Mo Hua turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the old man, "Little friend..."

He turned his head and glanced at the dense killing formations around the cave. His scalp felt numb, "These formations..."

"Oh, it's okay, I won't kill you." Mo Hua said.

"No..." The old man had a headache.

At least you can dismantle it for me.

The cave was full of killing arrays, which was like filling the house with explosives that would explode at the first moment. How could he sleep?

Mo Hua ignored him, turned around and left.

If you want to dismantle him, dismantle him yourself.

The formation that I worked so hard to draw has not been used yet, so how could I be willing to dismantle it.

Of course, the main reason is that he is lazy.

Anyway, the killing array was not posted in front of his house.

The old man in front of the cave shook his head helplessly as he watched Mo Hua let go of his back and gradually fade away.

This little monk is really a bit of a "rogue".

The night is dark, the moonlight is desolate, and there is no shelter in the barren mountains.

The old man could only sigh bitterly and return to the cave.

Anyway, it's my last night…

After leaving the barren mountain, Mo Hua returned to the small fishing village and was relieved after confirming that Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi were back home safe and sound and fell asleep peacefully.

But continuing like this is not an option.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then took out the letter of communication and sent a letter to Gu Changhuai: "Uncle Gu, there is something very important..."

Within a moment, Gu Changhuai said displeasedly:

"What time is it and you're still not sleeping?"

Mo Hua looked up and found that the sky was very dark. It was already past midnight. He estimated that it was probably Yin Shi.

It seems a little late...

However, Mo Hua said, "Uncle Gu, you haven't slept either?"

Gu Changhuai: "Daotingsi is quite busy..."

Mo Hua: "Aren't you being 'emptied out'?"

Gu Changhuai: "..."

Mo Hua was startled and suddenly realized, "Uncle Gu, you...couldn't it be that you went on a blind date with that teacher Hua and fell in love, so you didn't think about food and tea and couldn't sleep at night, right?"

"What nonsense?!"

Gu Changhuai's teeth were itching with hatred.

If Mo Hua was in front of him, he would have to rip off his ears.

"The Daoting Division has a new Division Division, which is quite annoying and has many things to do..." Gu Changhuai said.

"Xindian Si?" Mo Hua was stunned, "Who is it?"

Gu Changhuai was speechless, "You don't know even if I tell you. Also, don't ask around about Daotingsi's affairs."

"oh."

Gu Changhuai said again: "It's so late, what do you want from me?"

Mo Hua was about to speak when he suddenly remembered the words of the old man from the Water Prison Sect named "Yu Canghai". He couldn't help but feel a little shuddered in his heart and asked:

"Uncle Gu, is the Gu family considered a 'clean stream'?"

Gu Changhuai frowned, thought for a moment, and said slowly:

"I don't like the word 'Qingliu'. Dao Tingsi monks should abide by Taoist laws, seek truth from facts, catch what should be caught, kill what should be killed, and act impartially. There is no such thing as Qingliu."

"However, in the eyes of others, our Gu family does seem to be regarded as a 'clean stream'..."

Mo Hua nodded, understanding in his heart, and then said:

"I met a person who was related to the Yujia Shuizhai. He said that the Yujia Shuizhai was destroyed because of the evil cultivators ordered by Guishuimen."

"Besides, this person is also a descendant of Water Prison Sect..."

It was already late at night. Gu Changhuai had been busy all day. He originally looked tired, but when he heard this, he immediately became shocked.

"really?"

Mo Hua was speechless, "When did I lie to you?"

You lied to me a lot.

Gu Changhuai said heartily.

But now is not the time for gossip, Gu Changhuai asked: "Where are you now?"

Ink painting: "I am in a small fishing village."

"A small fishing village by the Yanshui River?" Gu Changhuai frowned, "Why are you there?"

"It's a long story. I'll explain it in detail when we meet," Mo Hua said.

The summons was spoken too slowly.

Moreover, he still has to think carefully about what can be said and what cannot be said.

"Okay!" Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and said, "I'm still studying at the Daoting Division in Qianzhou. I can't get away for the time being. I'll go find you tomorrow morning after I finish handling the matters at hand."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

After the chat, Mo Hua put away the messenger and squatted on the big tree at the head of the village, meditating alone.

This matter is still too big and involves many forces.

It's okay to fish in troubled waters by yourself, but if you want to know everything, you still don't have the ability.

Even Zhou Quan, the old man who kept the water prison gate, was beyond his capabilities.

After much thought, I still had no choice but to ask Uncle Gu.

But there is a problem here.

Mo Hua himself trusted Uncle Gu very much.

Although he has a bad temper, looks stinky, sometimes speaks harshly, and is not gentle and considerate at all, he is indeed a good person.

But that may not be the case for the old man at Water Prison Gate.

He was extremely wary of the monks of Daotingsi. If he knew the identity of Uncle Gu, Daotingsi Diansi, he might not be willing to cooperate.

"Forget it, let's talk about it then..."

Mo Hua thought.

Furthermore, the old man may not be a good person, and what he said may not be entirely true.

When the time comes, call Uncle Gu over. With Uncle Gu as the Jin Dan Dian Si, he might be able to ask more questions.

After that, Mo Hua began to meditate with his eyes closed, sinking his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, and took the time to practice the formation on the Taoist monument.

Now that he has nineteen lines of spiritual consciousness, he can learn more formations, so he must make full use of every minute and breath.

Only by learning more formations and honing your spiritual consciousness to the extreme will you be able to learn more formations for yourself in the future.

Until dawn, dawn breaks in the east.

Mo Hua opened his eyes, took a long breath, and stretched.

Then, taking advantage of the rising sun and the purple energy coming from the east, Mo Hua took out the spirit stone, practiced for a while, and then began to wait for Gu Changhuai.

In the small fishing village, the fishermen also got up and started a hard day.

Mo Hua sat on the big tree and waited for a while. Feeling a little impatient for no reason, he wrote:

"Uncle Gu, when will you come over?"

There was no response from the other party.

After a while, Gu Changhuai replied, seemingly helpless: "The new Diansi is a bit tricky and I can't get away for the time being. I'll be there in two hours."

"Okay, remember to hire a bigger carriage." Mo Hua said.

"good."

From then on, Mo Hua could only wait patiently.

But as he waited, he suddenly realized a problem:

That old man from the Water Prison Gate isn't going to run away, is he?

We met by chance, no relatives, even though he told me so many past events, he might not really trust me.

"Got to see..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

He did not delay, but got up directly, followed the path Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi took last night, came to the barren mountain, and climbed up lightly along the mountain wall.

When we arrived in front of the cave, the dense killing formation was still there.

But when Mo Hua's consciousness swept away, he found that the cave was empty and there was no human breath at all.

"People ran away..."

Mo Hua sighed.

But thinking about it, it's not too surprising.

This old man from the Water Prison Sect has lost his family and is being hunted by others. He is surrounded by enemies and cannot easily believe in himself.

It's just that his hall is darkened and death is imminent. If he runs away, his life will probably be lost.

"Want to chase?"

Mo Hua thought about it and decided to forget it.

Since he didn't believe in himself, he didn't bother to meddle in his own business and save him.

The fate of others must be respected.

Damn people are going to die.

Mo Hua wanted to leave immediately, but halfway there, he suddenly frowned.

"wrong…"

Mo Hua turned around, let go of his consciousness, glanced around, and couldn't help but stare, "Someone else has been here..."

There are traces of crushing on the weeds, which are the footprints of many people.

There is a mixed aura of spiritual power remaining nearby. The aura is very light and contains all five elements, but the cool water has more spiritual power.

This is the breath of man.

Ink painting's spiritual consciousness is transformed into Taoism. After the spiritual mind is close to the gods, it is very sensitive to this kind of breath.

He walked to the cave.

Even though it was bright, it was still dark inside the cave.

Mo Hua hesitated for a while, but still did not walk in rashly. Instead, he took out a tiger cub and let it explore the way. During this period, he did not trigger any murderous intentions, and then he walked into the cave lightly.

The cave is narrow and the walls are dilapidated.

There are blood stains in the cave, as well as some broken spiritual weapons, empty elixir bottles, blood-stained clothes, etc...

The old man is gone.

Judging from the traces, he walked in a hurry, as if he sensed that someone was coming to kill him, so he had to leave early.

"The pursuer is here?"

The expression in the ink painting moved slightly, his eyes suddenly became deep, his pupils were dark, and at the same time, lines of cause and effect emerged.

After a while, he used the invisibility technique to hide his figure. After leaving the cave, he followed a direction and walked deeper into the mountain. This mountain is a barren mountain, with only some weeds and trees, no monsters, and no other minerals.

The fishing cultivators nearby only make a living by fishing and rarely go to the mountains.

The deeper you go, the more desolate it becomes.

But precisely because of the desolation, people's spiritual power and karma are more vivid.

Mo Hua followed the qi movement and walked towards the mountain. After walking for an unknown amount of time, there was sudden movement in front of him.

Mo Hua took a closer look and saw seven or eight monks besieging an old man.

That old man was Yu Canghai from the Water Prison Sect.

The other seven or eight people were dressed in different styles, but all had their faces covered. They had fierce murderous intentions, and their cultivation levels ranged from the late stage of Foundation Establishment to the peak of Foundation Establishment.

They did not fight head-on, but used wheel-and-wheel fighting to exhaust the old man at Water Prison Gate.

Yu Canghai, who was already seriously injured, was besieged by several people at this time. Under constant consumption, his face became as white as a piece of paper.

Among the seven or eight monks, one of the leaders shouted:

"Old man, if you are about to die, why don't you just surrender yourself early to avoid suffering unreasonable pain?"

Yu Canghai's breath was unsteady and his voice was trembling, but he still said angrily:

"You are a bunch of bastards. Even if I die today, I will drag you down."

His spiritual power surged, and the water spiritual power condensed into water needles and shot out in all directions.

But when these seven or eight monks saw that he was showing his true intentions, they immediately withdrew and did not fight him head-on. Instead, they waited for his spiritual power to weaken and then stalked him like a mad dog.

Evil tigers are also afraid of being bitten by wolves.

Not to mention that this evil tiger was seriously injured.

He was just relying on the foundation of the golden elixir to hold on.

But obviously, it can't last much longer.

Yu Canghai's face showed despair, his heart was cold, and he thought to himself, is my water prison sect's orthodoxy going to be cut off from here...

At this moment, a clear young monk's voice came from the side:

"senior!"

There was silence for a moment.

The monks who were fighting all stopped and looked around, and saw a "nervous" ink painting on their face.

Mo Hua looked determined and said: "Senior, I will pass on the inheritance of Water Prison Sect and I will definitely live up to the expectations of my seniors!"

After saying that, he turned around "bearing the pain" and ran away.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Yu Canghai was also stunned, and then he understood that this young man was attracting firepower for himself.

As expected, the seven or eight masked monks looked shocked.

"Brother, what should I do?"

"Why is there still a fish that slipped through the net?"

"He's running away!"

The masked monk who took the lead immediately said angrily:

"Separate, let the three of you chase that kid. The rest of you, let me hold the old man down. No one will be spared alive!"

"yes!"

A masked monk with a sinister look in the crowd said, "I'll go too. I have experience chasing people. This kid can't escape my grasp."

The leading monk hesitated for a moment and nodded.

In this way, four of the monks went after Mo Hua.

The remaining four people continued to besiege Canghai.

Yu Canghai's pressure suddenly dropped, but at the same time, his heart also sank.

"That kid is only in the middle stage of foundation building. He is being chased by four killers in the late stage of foundation building. I don't know if he can escape..."

Although it was to save myself, it was still too reckless...

Yu Canghai sighed in his heart.

On the other side, Mo Hua did not "escape" as expected.

He was chased by four late-stage foundation-building killers and made a big circle in the woods.

"Kid, don't run!"

"If you run again, I will break your legs so that you can neither survive nor die!"

The expression in the ink painting is "panic" and the back is hurried.

After chasing like this for a while, Mo Hua suddenly took a detour halfway up the mountain and returned to the cave where Yu Canghai had hidden before.

He seemed to be "in a panic" and plunged into the cave.

His pursuer was stunned for a moment and stopped.

"There is a formation outside the cave."

"Want to go in?"

Three of them looked at the monk with a sinister look, obviously relying on his opinion.

The monk with sinister eyes pondered for a moment and said coldly:

"The formation outside the cave must have been set up by that old guy Yu Canghai."

"What kind of formations can this kid know at his age?"

"What if..." someone hesitated.

"It doesn't matter," the monk with sinister eyes glanced at the formations around him and said calmly, "These formations should be killing formations. If they explode, that kid will definitely die. Even if he can really control these formations, he will never This courage will die with us.”

Others nodded.

"Without further delay, go in and catch the turtle in the urn as soon as possible, catch this brat, and then use it to blackmail that old thing."

"Catch these two people and torture them to death, and the water prison gate will be completely cut off."

The monk with sinister eyes sneered.

Then the four of them formed a formation and walked side by side towards the cave.

But when they entered the cave, they found that there was no one in the cave.

"what happened…"

"Where are the people?"

The monk with a sinister look frowned and pondered. He was suddenly startled and suddenly felt something bad. He suddenly turned his head and looked out of the cave.

Only then did they realize that the young monk they had just been chasing was already standing outside the cave at some point, with a smile on his face and no trace of the panic he had just now.

Mo Hua just pretended to enter the cave.

When he first entered the cave, he quietly used his concealment technique and withdrew, but instead deceived the four people into entering.

"No, I fell into a trap!"

The four of them were suddenly startled and desperately wanted to run out.

But Mo Hua wouldn't give them a chance at all.

Before the four people could move, the ink painting outside the cave said softly:

"burst!"

The dense second-grade high-level killing formation suddenly exploded, with fire overflowing, the golden blade blazing, and murderous intent spreading from the ground.

Amidst the rumbles, the killing array was activated.

The turbulent spiritual power intertwined and vibrated, shattering the cave and killing all four masked monks!

With so many high-level killing formations, Yu Canghai, who is in the Golden Core realm, is still wary of them, let alone these late-stage foundation-building monks.

Mo Hua nodded, very satisfied.

In this way, the killing formation you drew will come in handy and nothing will be wasted.

Waste is shameful.

After all, he worked hard, spent spiritual ink, spiritual stones, and spiritual thoughts to draw the formations. It would be a pity not to use them.

After getting rid of the four people, Mo Hua returned the same way and went to find Yu Canghai.

When they reached the mountains, they found that the four people besieging Canghai had become three.

There was another person lying on the ground, with a cold face, as if he had been poisoned by water, and his breath was dying.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

Sure enough, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse.

This Yu Canghai is quite powerful.

When Mo Hua came back, not only Yu Canghai, but also the three remaining killers were very surprised.

"Kid, how did you escape?"

The leading monk said solemnly.

Mo Hua smiled, with a gentle smile, "Kill the person who is chasing me, and I will escape naturally."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the monks in the room changed drastically.

But Mo Hua didn't talk nonsense to them and had already started to prepare the fireball.

About one stick of incense later, the remaining three were also dead.

Two against three, with the joint efforts of Mo Hua and Yu Canghai, these three foundation-building monks lost their numerical advantage and were just lambs to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back.

Since then, all eight killers have been killed.

There were several corpses lying on the ground.

Yu Canghai looked at the ink painting with an expression of surprise and shock in his heart.

Who is this young boy? He is obviously only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and he doesn't look very strong, but he can kill the monks in the later stage of Foundation Establishment with such ease...

Mo Hua looked as usual and said to Cang Hai, "You should meditate first and recover from your injuries."

If he dies later, he will have saved him in vain.

Yu Canghai sighed, cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you!"

This "Thank you" is much more sincere.

After that, Yu Canghai began to meditate and regulate his breathing, while Mo Hua began to "search for corpses."

However, nothing valuable was found on the four dead people, and there were only some spare spiritual stones and elixirs in the storage bags.

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

"Quite cautious..."

He thought for a while and then remembered that there were four masked monks in the cave who were killed by him.

After Yu Canghai's injury got better, Mo Hua returned to the cave with Yu Canghai.

The cave was blown to pieces, and traces of the formation were everywhere.

Only then did Yu Canghai realize that Mo Hua had not told lies, and that the other four people had indeed died in his hands, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold.

It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearances.

The younger they are, the more ruthless they are in killing people.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, pointed to the cave, and said to Canghai:

"Senior, dig out those four people for me."

Yu Canghai didn't know what Mo Hua was going to do, but he still followed Mo Hua's instructions and started digging people out of the rubble.

He was injured, but he had just rested for a while. It was not difficult to dig some gravel at this time.

In less than half an hour, the four corpses were dug out and placed neatly side by side.

Mo Hua lifted their masks and found that he didn't recognize any of them.

Moreover, these four people were killed by the killing formation, and most of their faces were blown up by the formation, making it even harder to distinguish their faces.

Mo Hua started searching him again.

After searching for a while, I didn't find much.

As if to keep a low profile, this group of people traveled lightly, with only some simple elixirs and spiritual stones in their storage bags.

"There are no clues..."

Mo Hua shook his head and sighed.

But he was still a little unwilling to do so. Based on his experience with Dao Tingsi monks and dealing with sin cultivators for so long, he began to gather his consciousness and search his body bit by bit from head to toe...

Sure enough, after a while, Mo Hua discovered something unusual.

Among these four people, one of them had a tooth whose material was obviously different.

"tooth!"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

He had dealt with sin cultivators before, and he remembered that some sin cultivators would break their teeth and replace them with a "storage box" that looked like a tooth.

This storage box is small and can only store things as big as a palm, but it is indeed very hidden.

If he hadn't had rich experience in hunting down evil cultivators, he wouldn't have realized it at all.

Mo Hua pulled out the man's tooth, and then used his spiritual consciousness to pull out something from it.

This is a token.

And the shape is very familiar.

Mo Hua frowned and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly recognized that this was actually the commander of the "Dao Tingsi"!

He had been hanging out with Gu Changhuai for so long that he knew most of Dao Tingsi's tokens.

The low-end ones are like his "non-staff" bronze waist badge, and the high-end ones are like Gu Changhuai's Commander-in-Chief.

The most common ones are the "executive commanders" worn by the executive officers in the Daoting Department.

This is what Gu An and Gu Quan bring.

Mo Hua's heart sank slightly, and he turned the commander over. After taking a look, his pupils narrowed slightly.

On the back of the commander-in-chief, there is a word engraved:

"resemble!"

Dao Ting Si Xiao family!

This person who was killed in the bombing was the chief executive of the Xiao family of Daotingsi? !

Mo Hua was silent for a moment, and gradually felt something bad in his heart.

He thought for a moment, took out the messenger, and silently passed the letter to Gu Changhuai: "Uncle Gu, come here quickly..."

After a while, Gu Changhuai replied:

"What's wrong?"

Mo Hua: "I think... I killed an executive of the Xiao family..."

Gu Changhuai, who was far away in Qianxue Daotingsi, saw this line of writing, and his heart suddenly trembled. He exerted force with his right hand and almost crushed the letter of communication.

(End of chapter)

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