Asking About Longevity Chapter 836

Chapter 836 Lantern Festival

The ink painting uses the self-created Seven Soul Jingshen Sword Style that combines the Taixu Sect's Shocking Divine Sword Style and the Seven Souls Shocking Divine Sword Style of the Water Prison Sect's Seven Souls Blood Prison. He defeated a big white dog. In Yu'er's admiring eyes, he felt proud. Full, come back victorious.

After he came back, he suffered.

The soul hurts so much.

And it's not the pain of depleted spiritual consciousness, it's the pain of depleting the soul and shaking the seven souls from the source.

"It's too big..."

Mo Hua felt regretful in his heart.

"I should have known I wouldn't have fought so hard...Who is that stupid big white dog? Why is it so powerful..."

Mo Hua covered his head and curled up on the bed, unable to move due to the pain.

no.

The seven souls are lost and the life soul is unstable. If this continues, once one soul is broken and the life soul is damaged, I will probably become a fool...

Think of something...

Mo Hua endured the severe pain, concentrated his mind, sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, and then meditated quietly.

But meditation doesn't work.

He sensed the Dao Monument again, but the Dao Monument contained the meaning of the Dao. It could exorcise evil spirits and suppress evil spirits, but it could not repair his damaged soul.

Mo Hua tried many methods, but none worked. The incarnation of his spiritual mind was as painful as being cut by a sword.

The incarnation of divine thoughts is transformed by the divine soul.

If the soul is injured, the incarnation will naturally be damaged as well.

There are already tiny cracks on the incarnation, which is a sign of the injuries caused by the conflict between the soul and the human being.

Mo Hua frowned.

At this moment, his mind changed and he saw that there were not all cracks in the incarnation of his spiritual mind.

The light golden areas are intact.

The richer the gold, the more stable the incarnation.

This pale golden color is... the essence!

Mo Hua's mind tightened, and he couldn't care much at this time. He could only mobilize the marrow in his incarnation and turn it into "blood"-like filaments, swimming around the whole body.

The dazzling divine essence is like molten gold water, swimming in the body of the ink painting.

When it touches the cracks on the body of the incarnation of the divine mind that were damaged due to the battle between spirits and souls, it melts in bit by bit, "repairing" these injuries.

The pain in my soul was also relieved.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Without further ado, Mo Hua mobilized all the divine marrow he had saved before and circulated it within the incarnation of his spiritual thoughts to repair the injuries on his soul.

The light golden marrow is consumed little by little.

The cracks in the incarnation of Divine Mind are also being repaired bit by bit.

After a long time, Mo Hua opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The pain in his mind was relieved, and the cracks were probably repaired. Only the remaining pain was still lingering.

He also determined one thing:

Injuries to the soul can be repaired with "spiritual essence".

Mo Hua frowned slightly...

Elder Xun Zixian once said that the spiritual consciousness of monks is a derivative of the spiritual soul of monks.

So that means that the marrow of a **** is also a derivative of the soul of a god?

In addition to deriving telekinesis, the divine soul of a **** can also derive divine marrow?

Just like there is blood and essence blood in the monk's heart?

And because the souls of gods and monks are fundamentally different, whether they can derive their divine marrow also represents the most essential difference between gods and monks?

In this case, what is the essence of the soul?

Is it the soul or the power of mind?

Or is it the materialization of the Great Law?

What exactly is the soul of a **** like, and how is it different from that of a monk?

The more Mo Hua knew, the more he became confused.

He could only suppress these doubts in his heart first, and leave them to ponder over them later as his experience in spiritual practice increases.

Now, he only understands one thing:

I will stock up on more divine essences in the future.

The more the better.

Things like divine marrow are needed for the transformation of spiritual consciousness and for cultivating skills to break bottlenecks. Even when killing souls, some extra marrow may be needed as "injury medicine."

A true snake oil.

But this time, after the battle with the big white dog, his soul was damaged, and repairing the damage almost consumed more than half of the soul marrow that Mo Hua had worked so hard to devour so far.

Inside the incarnation of his spiritual mind, the blood-like golden medulla has become much lighter. In some places, it has even degraded to silver.

Ink painting has a sense of crisis.

Monks can only make progress, how can they regress?

Still have to eat.

Eat your mind power and replenish your spiritual consciousness.

Eat the marrow and replenish the soul.

There is no end to cultivating the Tao, so don't slack off at all!

Ink drawings lift spirits.

But he can't work hard now. His soul has just been repaired and there is still pain, so he shouldn't use it easily anymore.

At this time, he finally understood for himself why the sect had completely cut off the inheritance of "Sword of Spiritual Mind" and would not allow disciples to learn this sword technique again.

Having your soul damaged is really no joke.

In other words, you can make up for the shortcomings by following the path of spiritual consciousness and enlightenment on your own, with a stronger foundation, more knowledge of spiritual consciousness methods, some opportunities, and the evil **** "delivering meals".

Otherwise, the so-called "spiritual mind turns into a sword" is actually "life soul turns into a sword". In the true sense, "life" is used to kill people. The stronger the sword, the more dangerous the life.

"You should still use this trick with caution in the future."

If you can't use it, don't use it. Otherwise, even if you don't lose your soul, you will lose your marrow and your body will hurt.

The marrow is not that easy to get.

There are not "well-intentioned" evil gods everywhere in the world who are dozing off to give him divine essence.

But then again…

It seems that it is really not easy for that big white dog to be "evenly matched" with myself in the spiritual battle...

Mo Hua raised his chin.

The next day, Mo Hua bought some chicken legs from the dining hall, and then went to the remote bookstore.

In front of the bookstore, the big white dog is still there.

However, it no longer had the arrogance and arrogance it once had. The whole dog was sick and could not cheer up at all, and it was obviously not feeling well.

Mo Hua saw that there was no one around, and the leader was probably not around, so he ran over secretly.

When the big white dog saw the ink painting, he was immediately excited.

Mo Hua handed over a few big chicken drumsticks and said sincerely: "I admit, you are still very powerful."

The big dog was stunned.

"If you don't know each other without fighting, these big chicken drumsticks can be regarded as a meeting gift." Mo Hua said.

It is said to be a big chicken drumstick, but in the end it still looks small in front of the big white dog. However, it is full of color, flavor and flavor, and the skin is charred and the meat is tender. It is Mo Hua's favorite food.

The big dog hesitated for a moment, glanced at the ink painting, and silently swallowed a few chicken legs into his mouth, which was regarded as accepting the "meeting gift".

Mo Hua was overjoyed, stretched out his hand and said:

"Shake hands and make peace!"

The big white dog was a little reluctant.

But it lost, it also ate the chicken legs, and Mo Hua gave it enough face, so it followed the steps, silently stretched out its big paw, put it on Mo Hua's palm, and shook it.

This is the mutual recognition between Shinto strong men.

Mo Hua nodded, very satisfied.

In the book pavilion, the head of Taixu, who had always been there, saw the scene of Mo Hua and "Big Dog" shaking hands. He couldn't help but be a little stunned, and then his expression became more and more weird...

After that, Mo Hua would occasionally visit the big white dog and bring him some food.

One person and one dog can be considered familiar.

It's just that for a long time, the big white dog was sleepy and lacked energy.

There's nothing I can do about this ink painting.

During this period of time, Mo Hua had been busy studying the Jingshen Sword and the Seven Souls Blood Prison Eye Technique on the Water Prison Forbidden Box, and unknowingly, he had forgotten about Water Hell.

But he forgot that no one else would.

Daotingsi is still investigating.

A few days later, Gu Changhuai sent a message to Mo Hua: "There is news about Shui Yanluo."

Mo Hua was surprised, then happy.

Sure enough, it's good to know more people. If you don't have time to do something, someone will do it for you.

Mo Hua hurriedly asked: "Where is Shui Yanluo?"

Gu Changhuai: "On a rouge boat."

"Rouge Zhou..." Mo Hua's eyes paused slightly.

Gu Changhuai continued: "Dao Tingsi has been investigating the traces of Shui Yanluo. He had a broken arm and was seriously injured. He was rescued. All land routes along the way were sealed, and all the islands in the Yanshui River were also blocked. After being searched, the only place to hide was on the water, and it could only be a boat..."

"Recently, an informant got news that the place where Shui Yanluo is hiding happens to be the Rouge Boat that Guishui Gate is secretly running."

Gu Changhuai paused for a moment and asked Mo Hua: "You should be familiar with Rouge Zhou, right?"

Mo Hua pondered for a moment.

Rouge boat…

If he knew it, he knew it, and he might even have seen it with his own eyes.

But he really didn't know the specific inside story.

What's more, in this case, you are still facing Dianji of Daotingsi. Even if you are really familiar with him, you definitely can't tell him.

"Not very familiar." Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai didn't care whether the ink painting was really unfamiliar or fake, but he wrote:

"The three characters Rouge Zhou have been on Daotingsi's tracing list since decades ago."

Mo Hua was startled.

Gu Changhuai continued: "This is a wind and moon industry chain that relies on the Yanshui River and has become a climate. It is dominated by Guishuimen, and there are many sect families behind it."

"These forces are all grasshoppers on a rope, relying on Fengyue's business to make a living."

"but…"

Gu Changhuai sighed, "Daotingsi can't do anything. The reason why we can continue the investigation this time is because the Xia family is leading the behind-the-scenes, borrowing the power of Daoting..."

Mo Hua suddenly understood.

He said that it was impossible for Dao Tingsi to know nothing about Rouge Zhou, but if he really wanted to investigate, there would be many obstacles. At least when surrounded by aristocratic families, the strength of Honshu Jie Dao Tingsi alone would definitely not be enough.

Coupled with the fact that the people inside Daotingsi are busy and infighting, it is even more difficult to do something.

It's not easy for Uncle Gu either…

"Where is the rouge boat of Guishuimen hidden?" Mo Hua asked.

"It's not clear yet," Gu Changhuai said. "The Rouge Boat of Guishuimen is mixed with the ships of various sects and aristocratic families, merchant boats, and spiritual boats. The forces are so mixed that it is impossible to investigate."

"The limelight was tight before, and Guishuimen was dormant for a while. However, Daotingsi recently got the latest clues, saying that Guishuimen will find an opportunity to hold another rouge boat party in a few days."

"Open it again?" Mo Hua frowned, "Guishuimen is not afraid of Dao Tingcha?"

Gu Changhuai pondered: "On the surface, Daoting suppressed a group of water bandits and reported their achievements to the superiors. After that, their actions were much smaller and they didn't make any more noise. Guishuimen may have thought that the news had passed, so they were ready to make another move. ”

"This has been the case in the past. When the superiors came to investigate, they were just trying to scare the monkeys. Guishuimen probably thought it would be the same this time."

"That's just one of the other things..."

Gu Changhuai sighed: "You are not a member of the family, so you don't quite understand...the ship turned around in a disaster."

"With a large family and many people, the roots are intertwined. Once the interests are deeply rooted, no matter how hard you try to change them, you won't be able to change them anymore."

"In this business, you can earn spiritual stones too quickly."

"Guishui Sect, from top to bottom, relies on this romantic industry to sustain itself, sucking blood. Once it stops and loses its parasitic benefits, the sect will immediately be in chaos."

"For example, if you drink poison to quench your thirst, you will definitely die one day in the future, but if you don't drink poison, you will die immediately."

"So Guishuimen can only bite the bullet and go on step by step. There is no turning back..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment and felt emotional in his heart.

Maybe it's not just Guishui Sect, but the entire cultivation world is like this.

Once you are greedy for benefits and make the wrong first step, you will be attracted by the benefits and make mistakes step by step.

Until the big mistake was made in the end, even if everyone knew it was wrong, their interests were so deeply rooted that they could not change it at all.

In the end, everyone could only watch helplessly as the towering building capsized little by little, crushing everyone to death.

If there are monks with conscience in Guishuimen, they probably feel the same way...

Mo Hua sighed.

Then he thought for a moment and asked: "Uncle Gu, do you know when the rouge boat will be opened at Guishui Gate? Do you have any clues?"

"With some..."

"What clue?"

Gu Changhuai also didn't hide it from Mo Hua, "Three days later, the annual lantern festival in Yanshui City will be held. Monks will gather together. As usual, they will put out river lanterns, take a cruise, and go on a night tour of the Yanshui River. According to the news obtained by Daotingsi, the Guishui Gate will be held at that time The rouge boat blended into the cruise ship, and was put into the Yanshui River together, and then changed its course at the established river route, and finally converged at the destination, and started to make a living..."

"That's it...there are quite a lot of tricks..." Mo Hua muttered, and then he immediately realized something was wrong and asked a little strangely: "Uncle Gu, why are you telling me this?"

"You don't want to know?"

"Want to know, but..."

Uncle Gu usually hides things when things happen. He only speaks out when he is really pressed. Why is it so unusual today?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

"...Do you have anything to ask me for?" Mo Hua asked alertly.

Gu Changhuai sighed.

It is a good thing for children to be smart, but if they are too smart, it is a bit unpleasant.

"It's not a 'beg', it's a commission from Daotingsi." Gu Changhuai insisted.

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, "Oh...what do you want from me?"

Gu Changhuai stopped correcting his wording and said helplessly: "You have to sneak in too..."

"There are two types of rouge boats. One is for disciples within the sect to play with, and the other is for monks from various families in the cultivation world to have fun."

"In order to avoid any omissions, both types of ships must have insider lines."

"I can sneak in with the monks from the aristocratic family. But I don't have a good spy on the ship of the disciples of the sect."

Originally, Gu Changhuai wanted to find the Shangguan family, or the children of the Gu family, to board the ship to inquire.

However, these disciples are either sufficiently cultivated but not as alert, or they are more alert than capable. When it comes to the experience of sneaking in and inquiring about information, it is a world of difference compared to Mo Hua.

And he couldn't believe many of the sect's children, including those of the Shangguan family and the Gu family.

After thinking about it, Gu Changhuai actually felt that ink painting was the most reliable.

"If you sneak in, if you find anything, you can tell me. Anyway, if I don't tell you, you will sneak in sooner or later..." Gu Changhuai said.

Mo Hua nodded. It was true that Uncle Gu understood him quite well.

Yan Zhizhou, I must go there.

However, he still had a concern.

"Uncle Gu, Yan Zhizhou... it seems to be that kind of place, right? If I go to find out information, you have to give me a 'certificate'."

Gu Changhuai was stunned, "What proof?"

"That's right," Mo Hua said, "there is a record filed with Daotingsi, which proves that I came on the ship to assist Daotingsi in investigating the case, not to have fun on my own!"

Otherwise, if Dao Tingsi "cracks down on pornography" and gets himself swept up again, he will lose a lot of face.

Gu Changhuai hesitated and sighed helplessly.

I have to say that Mo Hua's concerns are... quite reasonable, and they are spotless.

"Okay." Gu Changhuai agreed.

"Then how do I sneak in?" Mo Hua asked again.

"You figure this out yourself." Gu Changhuai said.

With his shrewd ink painting, he would definitely be able to sneak in. Gu Changhuai was not worried at all.

"If you need anything, just tell me."

After Gu Changhuai finished speaking, he said nothing more.

But Mo Hua was thinking in his heart, how could he sneak into Rouge Zhou.

"Yanshui City, Lantern Festival, Rouge Boat..."

Mo Hua thought about it and thought that he could only ask Hao Xuan and the others, as well as Wang Chen from Guishui Gate for help.

He spent the next few days preparing for this matter.

With the help of Hao Xuan, he also contacted Wang Chen from Guishuimen, got some clues, prepared some formations and elixirs, and set off on the holiday.

He first went to Gu's house and discussed the specific matters with Gu Changhuai, and then planned to go directly to Yanshui City.

But before he left the Gu family's house, he was blocked by Elder Gu Hong.

Elder Gu Hong pulled Mo Hua to a small pavilion aside and said with a serious face: "Did you collude with Chang Huai to hide something from me?"

Mo Hua's heart trembled, "Did you see it?"

Sure enough, **** is still spicy.

Elder Gu Hong snorted softly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"It's no big deal..." Mo Hua said with a smile.

Elder Gu Hong may not know about Yan Zhizhou.

She should only be concerned about Uncle Gu's blind date.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then said:

"Uncle Gu came to me and made a deal with me... I will handle the blind date affairs for him at your place. If Uncle Gu has any errands from Daotingsi, he can take me with him to earn some merit."

Mo Hua backhandedly sold Gu Changhuai, and the blame was placed on his head.

Elder Gu Hong was a little angry, "It's what you should do to earn merit for you. But he actually asked you, a child, to deal with me so that he could avoid dating. This Gu Changhuai is really getting better and better as a pawn. Si, his wings are hardened, let's see if I don't peel off his skin…”

Elder Gu Hong was about to get up angrily.

Mo Hua hurriedly pulled her back and said, "Elder Hong, don't worry, this is also a good thing."

Elder Gu Hong glared at Mo Hua gently, "Why is this a good thing?"

"Think about it," Mo Hua looked around and whispered, "Uncle Gu doesn't want to go on a blind date, so you force him to go on a blind date. Every time you go back and forth, he becomes even more unhappy. Isn't this counterproductive? How about I secretly help you!"

"You help me?" Elder Gu Hong was startled.

Mo Hua nodded, "Let me help you. If there is a suitable sister or aunt, I can match it up for Uncle Gu..."

Elder Gu Hong still hesitated.

Mo Hua then took the opportunity to ask, "Do you think it's bad for Teacher Hua?"

Elder Gu Hong was hesitant to speak, and finally began to frown and said: "I inquired later and found that there is something wrong with this girl..."

"What's wrong?" Mo Hua asked.

"I always feel that my movements are a bit sneaky, and my makeup smell is very heavy, and my breath is very mixed. I may be a little... not self-respecting."

Elder Gu Hong's words were somewhat straightforward.

But in her eyes, Mo Hua is just like her nephew, so she has no taboo.

In order to reassure Elder Gu Hong, Mo Hua secretly said:

"Elder Hong, actually... I have found a 'sister' for you who is a good match for Uncle Gu..."

As expected, Elder Gu Hong became more energetic and his eyes shone, "Who?"

"I can't tell you yet..." Mo Hua hesitated.

"You kid..."

Elder Gu Hong was a little helpless, but after thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Okay, I won't ask. You can give me some snacks. If this happens, you will treat the Gu family as your own in the future. If anything happens to you, …”

As soon as Elder Gu Hong said this, he felt that his tone was too loud, so he changed his words again, "...As long as it is not a serious crime such as disobeying the Taoist court, if anything happens, I will support you!"

Mo Hua looked happy and said, "Thank you, Elder Hong!"

After chatting for a while, Mo Hua said goodbye to Elder Hong, left Qingzhou City, and arrived in Guishui City.

In Guishui City, Mo Hua met Wang Chen, confirmed that the news was correct, and then met up with Hao Xuan, Cheng Mo, and Situ Jian.

The group of people drove again to Yanshui City, a third-grade immortal city.

At the same time, Yanshui City's annual lantern festival has begun, and monks from all over the world have gathered.

There are local monks from Yanshui City, monks from outside to watch the ceremony, and monks from various aristocratic families.

As well as the numerous disciples from various sects in the Qianxue State...

(End of chapter)

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