Asking About Longevity Chapter 835

Chapter 835 White Dog

No one knows about the entire Taixu Sect. Mo Hua secretly learned what kind of method he had.

Mo Hua felt that he had learned something wrong again.

But this time it's not crooked much, just a little.

The Jingshen Sword is still the Jingshen Sword.

Blood Hell Pupils are still Blood Hell Pupils.

It's just that the two borrowed from each other and merged with each other.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that no one had practiced like this before.

Thinking about it, it is true that the sword transformed by spiritual thoughts is the inheritance of the Taixu Sect, and the Seven Soul Blood Prison Pupils are the top-secret pupil technique of the Water Prison Sect that is not passed down to anyone except the leader.

There should be no one before who could obtain these two inheritances at the same time.

As for the fusion of sword skills and eye skills, it looks simple, but it involves a lot of transformation of spiritual consciousness, and even includes some techniques of "seeking demons in the heart of the Tao". Apart from the masters who have been immersed in this way for a long time, there should not be many. People can master it.

Mo Hua consciously "created" a very powerful Taoist method, and he was very excited for the next few days.

He really wanted to find someone to try the power of his Jingshen Sword... no, it should be called "Seven Souls Jingshen Sword" now.

Just looking around, there is no opponent.

He couldn't just find a fellow sect member to discuss with him in the sect.

This shocking sword contains the killing power of the divine soul.

It would be bad if one of them was not paying attention and injured their souls in a competition with his junior brothers.

After all, the junior fellow apprentices cannot compare with him, their souls are all very fragile.

Mo Hua sighed, feeling a little regretful.

That day, Mo Hua was eating in the dining hall, gnawing on chicken legs and thinking about how to use the Jingshen Sword. Suddenly, he saw Situ Jian coming with Yu'er.

Yu'er seemed to be frightened, her expression was aggrieved, and her face was pale.

Situ Jian kept comforting him.

Mo Hua was startled when he saw this, and then his face darkened.

Is there anyone in Taixu Sect who dares to bully Yu'er?

Mo Hua couldn't believe it.

Among the disciples of the same class, Mo Hua is the "little senior brother".

Other disciples also know that Yu'er "hangs out" with Mo Hua and is Mo Hua's little follower. They are usually kind to Yu'er, so naturally they don't dare to bully him.

The younger brothers and sisters of the lower class have just entered the school. They are busy familiarizing themselves with many affairs of the mountain sect and the monastic courses. They are all confused. They probably do not dare to bully Yu'er at will. At a glance, Yu'er has "a lot of background".

Logically speaking, the senior brothers and sisters who are in the first year of high school would not be so boring and bully Yu'er as a child.

What's more, their Taoism conference is coming soon and they are too busy to attend.

Of course, if they really do it...

Mo Hua thought about it and was not afraid at all.

He also has some connections among his senior brothers and sisters.

Even if he doesn't use his connections, he is not afraid of a fight.

Even the senior brothers and sisters who were one year above him were only at the advanced stage of foundation building and had planned well, so they had a lot of ways to deal with them.

Then, there are the elders of the sect.

If it is really the elder of the sect who is embarrassing Yu'er...then go to Mr. Xun to "complain"!

Mo Hua quickly went through all the possibilities in his mind and felt that there was nothing to fear, so he asked confidently:

"What's going on?"

Situ Jian sighed: "It's a dog."

Mo Hua was stunned.

He thought for a long time, but he never expected that the one who bullied Yu'er was actually a dog.

How unreasonable!

Just in case, Mo Hua still asked: "Who raised this dog?"

Situ Jian shook his head, "I don't know who raised it. It doesn't look like it has an owner. It's **** outside a remote bookstore near the water in the north. It's probably used as a guard."

Mo Hua nodded.

Then don't be afraid.

Just a watchdog.

Situ Jian glanced at Yu'er and said pitifully:

"Yu'er finished her homework and was playing outside. She seemed to be chasing a crane drinking water, and happened to run outside the bookstore. The watchdog, who had been dozing off, suddenly woke up for some unknown reason, bared his teeth at Yu'er, and tore at Yu'er with all his strength. The bite looked so fierce that Yu'er was caught off guard and frightened. "

"Fortunately, the dog is chained, otherwise he might have hurt Yu'er in his rage."

"I happened to be passing by and bumped into her, so I brought Yu'er back..."

Mo Hua frowned.

Suddenly yelling at Yu'er?

He turned his head and saw that Yu'er was still in shock and her face was pale, so he touched his head and said:

"Don't be afraid, it's just a watchdog, I'll go and find your place!"

Situ Jian was a little helpless.

As a young senior brother, he always has a calm mind during big events. At critical moments, he is very calm, thoughtful, and very reliable.

But just like that, I feel a little... "childlike" from time to time.

It's just a watchdog, what kind of place can it find?

Situ Jian sighed.

Mo Hua didn't care about that much, told Situ Jian to take good care of Yu'er, and went to the bookstore alone in an angry manner.

The entire map of Taixu Mountain is roughly in his mind.

He was somewhat impressed by this bookstore.

However, the location is remote, the environment is quiet, and it is not on the path where disciples go to and from classes for practice, so few people go there.

But before Mo Hua, I didn't remember any big dog in front of the bookstore.

Of course, there might be, but he ignored it.

In front of the book pavilion, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, and a small pool is quiet and quiet.

There are cranes in the pond, koi carps swimming in the water, and several jinluan and spiritual rabbits, making the place full of fairy spirit.

But that's not the point.

As soon as Mo Hua raised his eyes, he saw the big dog tied by a golden chain in front of the book pavilion.

This big dog, covered in snow-white skin, looks neither ugly nor handsome, just like a dog. It is lying on the ground with a stern look in its eyes, looking down on people.

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, pointed at it and said:

"You evil beast, you are so brave!"

The big dog seemed to have some understanding of human nature and knew that Mo Hua was scolding him. His white hair stood up immediately and he stood up slowly, looking at Mo Hua fiercely.

When it stood up, it revealed its figure, which was a head taller than Mo Hua. It had a grinning grin, which was indeed a bit scary.

But Mo Hua is happy and not afraid.

Because the dog is on a chain.

There he was, even though he was a head shorter, but he still faced off against the big white dog with great awe.

But after looking at it for a while, Mo Hua became a little confused.

What to do next?

Beat this dog?

Or should we find a way to kill it and stew it into a meat pot to calm Yu'er's shock?

As if aware of the "disrespectful" idea of the ink painting, the big white dog suddenly became angry, and its expression became more ferocious. A powerful and frightening pressure spread from it.

There seemed to be some light flowing in the vertical pupils.

Mo Hua was startled and murmured in his heart.

This big white dog seems to be no ordinary dog?

It's not a monster, nor does it look like a spiritual beast. Could it be... some kind of special beast?

Alien beast? Probably not easy to mess with...

Do you want to forget it first?

As soon as the idea of Mo Hua came up, the big dog seemed to notice it.

It looked at Mo Hua with a hint of contempt and disdain.

Mo Hua became angry when he saw this.

A mere watchdog looking down on me?

good!

I can't fight, kill, or stew meat, so I'll scare you and make you suffer a little bit, knowing that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond the dogs!

Mo Hua snorted coldly, his eyes focused, and his spiritual thoughts manifested into the Jingshen Sword, running the Seven Soul Eye Techniques. A sharp light bloomed in his eyes, just like the sword energy flowing, and a trace of power flowing out.

Shocking Sword!

These words were the first time he used the Jingshen Sword Technique on a person, no, on a dog.

In Mo Hua's expectation, the big dog should have been blinded by the flash in an instant, and then howled and begged for mercy.

But this big white dog's pupils actually trembled, and pure white light kept flowing in his eyes, turning into a blurry shadow that kept changing one after another.

In front of the beautiful book pavilion, a person and a dog just stared at each other.

One is a young boy and the other is a big white dog, facing each other.

It looked a bit childish, but where the eyes of the two met, where ordinary monks could not see, the light golden sword light and pure white shadows were strangled, one was decreasing, the other was increasing, and the killing was continuous.

After a while, there was no winner.

Both sides gave up.

Mo Hua pointed at it and said, "Just wait for me. I'll come back to you after class tomorrow."

The big white dog also looked at Mo Hua with disdain, as if to say, "I'll wait, come back if you have the ability."

Mo Hua snorted coldly, turned around and left.

After returning to the disciples' residence, Mo Hua slumped on a chair, looking slumped and feeling frustrated.

"This is unreasonable. I have never defeated a dog..."

He also thought that he had a successful Jing Shen Sword and that as long as he used it, he could "kill everyone", but in the end, he was defeated by a dog...

Although strictly speaking, Mo Hua felt that his kendo skills should be slightly better than this big dog in a confrontation, but if he didn't win, he didn't win, and he couldn't make excuses for himself.

"What is the origin of this big dog..."

Mo Hua frowned, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. "No, no matter where it comes from, you have to give it some color."

Otherwise, his original method, which combines the Taixu Jingshen Sword Style and the Seven Souls Blood Hell Eye Technique, would be a big loss.

We lost the first battle and couldn't win a single dog.

Mo Hua cheered up his fighting spirit and took on the big dog.

"This amazing sword needs to be practiced again..."

Mo Hua took out the water prison box and started to meditate again.

The Seven Souls Blood Prison became the Seven Souls Sword Prison.

Logically speaking, the seven souls of Corpse Dog, Fu Ya, Bird Yin, Swallowing Thief, Non-Poison, Cleansing Filth, and Smelly Lung must be integrated into the mind of Sword Prison, and they must be sensed one by one to activate the soul, and then the eyes can be used as apertures. , will be transformed into "sword intent" and melted with evil spirits, and used as a means of killing.

There are eight sword prisons. The seven souls are melted first, and then the life soul is melted.

Before the ink painting, only the soul of a sword prison was engraved in the soul, and the soul of the "Corpse Dog" was fused. In addition, the other six souls needed to be fused. This improved Jingshen Sword can A real success.

After fusing the seven souls, and then fusing the soul of life, the complete sword prison structure is born, and the sword and evil spirit are integrated. Only then can this shocking sword be considered a complete success.

Mo Hua's mood gradually calmed down.

"It's still very early..."

Whether it is the Jingshen Sword or the Seven Souls Eye Technique, there are still many profound secrets that have not yet been discovered, and there are many difficult ways to learn, and it is not something that can be accomplished by just melting one soul.

Now, I am only learning the beginning.

You must keep practicing and cultivate the Jingshen Sword to the extreme!

Mo Hua abandoned all distracting thoughts, began to concentrate, and continued to comprehend the Seven Souls Jingshen Sword deeper.

Taking the life soul as the foundation, on the basis of the life soul, the Seven Soul Sword Prison was forged to become the Jingshen Sword Art.

"The Corpse Dog Soul has merged with the Heart Form to form a sword prison. The next soul is...Fushiya Soul..."

"Visualize the forbidden picture, replace the instrument of torture with a sword, and use the sword to replace punishment..."

"Use the sword to enter the heart, use the heart to merge with the soul, and lead the soul to leave the body..."

Mo Hua comprehended bit by bit and practiced over and over again. The more he comprehended, the more he understood the profoundness and mystery of the Jingshen Sword Style and the Seven Souls Blood Hell Eye Technique.

And his Fu Ya Po's sword prison was also starting to break down little by little.

This speed is much slower.

It seems that this kind of spiritual thought method is inherently slower the further you go in practicing it.

But no matter how slow it was, the ink painting took a whole night and still less than half melted.

His Jingshen Sword Eye Technique was much stronger than before.

The next day, he couldn't wait and went to fight the big dog again.

In front of the bookstore, next to the small pond.

One person and one dog started staring at each other again.

To Mo Hua's surprise, he still didn't win, but compared to last time, he had a firm upper hand.

After fighting for a while, he and Big Dog Shenhun were a little exhausted, so they gave up temporarily.

"I'll come back in a few days!" Mo Hua didn't give up.

The big dog's expression was equally disdainful, and he bared his teeth fiercely at the ink painting.

But this time, its eyes were much more solemn, and it didn't dare to ignore the ink painting.

After Mo Hua returned, he continued to practice the Jingshen Sword without thinking about food or tea.

Finally, three days later, his progress improved by leaps and bounds, and he was completely integrated into a sword prison in Fu Ya Po.

So far, he has merged two of the seven souls, one corpse dog and one Fuya.

The power of the pupil technique is greatly increased.

The next day, the ink painting came to the book pavilion with great vigor and high spirits.

This time, he was going to have a showdown with the big dog.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

The big white dog obviously also knew how powerful Mo Hua was. After sensing the more powerful aura on Mo Hua's body, the previous contempt was gone, replaced by a fierceness in the face of a powerful enemy.

One person and one dog are all serious about it.

The two were still glaring at each other as before.

But this time the confrontation between souls was more intense than before.

The sword intention of the ink painting is transformed into the shape of a sword, forming a prison. The prison contains a strong evil spirit, which is daunting.

The big dog seemed to have inspired some bloodline, and the shadow in his eyes became more solid, turning into a pure white, holy phantom of a mythical beast that made people dare not look directly at it.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, but in the end the ink painting was the better.

His spiritual thoughts have become Taoist, and his soul is closer to "gods". If he really fights with his divine thoughts, he has not been afraid of anyone yet.

The big white dog was defeated, the pure white shadow collapsed, and suffered a backlash.

It was stabbed in both eyes by Mo Hua's sword intent. In pain, it had to cover its eyes with two claws and howled in pain.

The ink paintings are high-spirited.

Although his soul was in pain and he felt a little top-heavy, he must not lose face in front of this "powerful enemy" big white dog.

"Do you still dare to look at me?"

Mo Hua is a bit arrogant.

Afterwards, he ran to the disciple's residence and called Yu'er over.

In front of the big dog, Mo Hua pointed at Yu'er and ordered the big dog:

"Apologize."

Unexpectedly, when the big dog saw Yu'er, his face suddenly turned ferocious. Regardless of the pain in his eyes, he roared and tried to pounce on Yu'er.

Yu'er's face turned pale.

Mo Hua's face was straight, his eyes brightened, and the big dog immediately became honest.

It glanced at Yu'er, then at Mo Hua, who was protecting Yu'er behind him with a righteous look on his face, and reluctantly said "woo" to Yu'er, taking it as an apology.

Yu'er stood behind Mo Hua. With Mo Hua supporting him, Yu'er was no longer afraid. She even wanted to reach out and touch the dog's head when she saw the big white dog's white fur. But remembering the ferocity of the dog, she held back in the end.

In any case, the place is finally back.

Mo Hua nodded, quite satisfied.

He was just about to reprimand the big dog a few more words, when suddenly an elegant voice sounded:

"What are you doing?"

Mo Hua was startled, then turned around and saw a middle-aged monk with a fair face, black hair, slightly fat body and a kind expression walking out of the library.

Mo Hua was startled, "Zhang... leader?"

This middle-aged monk is the head of the Taixu Sect.

Mo Hua was not familiar with him and had never spoken to him alone. He only saw the headmaster speaking in the grand arena at the annual opening ceremony of the sect.

The head of Taixu Sect glanced at Mo Hua, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he remembered something, "Your name is... Mo Hua?"

Mo Hua opened his mouth, "You...recognize me?"

The head of the Taixu Sect thought, thanks to Patriarch Xun, there are probably not many people in the Taixu Sect who don't recognize you...

Head Taixu nodded slightly, turned to look at Yu'er, and asked, "Is this the little boy from the Shangguan family?"

Yu'er bowed nervously and muttered:

"Hello, Master."

"good."

The head of Taixu said kindly, and then in a blink of an eye, he saw the big white dog beside him who seemed to have just been "bullied", and his expression was stagnant.

Mo Hua suddenly realized something and asked softly:

"Master, this big dog...can't be...raised by you, right?"

Big dog?

The head of Taixu was startled, with a slightly subtle expression on his face. He nodded and said, "That's right..."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

Done!

Beating a dog depends on the owner.

I bullied the boss's dog!

At this moment, the head of Taixu Sect asked: "What did you two children... just do here?"

Mo Hua's mind changed quickly and he immediately said: "We...see that this big dog is hungry and feels pitiful, so we will feed it something, right..."

Mo Hua gave Big White Dog a sharp look.

The big dog succumbed to the "obscene power" of Mo Hua and let out a groan subconsciously.

The head of Taixu looked strange.

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he immediately said: "Master, that...disciple has just retired and I won't disturb you anymore..."

Then Mo Hua took Yu'er, saluted the head, and hurried away.

The head of Taixu Sect looked at Mo Hua's back, smiled slightly, and murmured:

"He is an interesting child, no wonder my ancestor likes him."

He turned his head again and looked at the "big dog" lying on the ground with interest. His tone was calm, but somewhat gloating:

"Normally, don't you bark when you see people and don't even give me face? Why are you so honest today?"

The big dog lay down sadly and gave Master Taixu a roll of his eyes.

Then it also cast its gaze into the distance, first looking at the ink painting, and then involuntarily looking at Yu'er, with a look that was as fierce as facing a "natural enemy".

This hint of ferocity was also captured by the head of Taixu.

He paused for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Yu'er, who was holding hands with Mo Hua and walking away, and his brows gradually furrowed...

(End of chapter)

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