Asking About Longevity Chapter 850

Chapter 850 Whispering (Added update for the naughty night boss of the alliance~)

finally!

Let yourself catch the pigtails...

Mo Hua was overjoyed in his heart, but remained calm on the surface. He just asked with a straight face: "What altar?"

“An altar where offerings are made to the Lord God…”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 somewhere?

“In…” Mr. Wu hesitated.

Mo Hua kindly reminded: "Xiao Diansi has a bad temper. If you don't say anything, he will open your chest and break your belly."

Mr. Wu panicked and said quickly: "It's in the inner hall of the Dragon King Temple!"

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, then he suddenly shook his head and said:

“Something's wrong. You didn't ask for anything, didn't say a single condition, and just revealed the location of the altar so easily? There must be something wrong...”

Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "The knife is in your hands. I am just a piece of fish on the knife's edge. How dare I make any demands? As long as you can spare my life. If I die, I won't be able to work hard for the Lord God and do my best to be loyal."

This Mr. Wu was still thinking about his "divine master" when he was about to die.

I don't know how my brain has been washed.

Mo Hua shook his head.

Xiao Diansi on the side pondered for a moment, and unwilling to delay any longer, he pointed his long sword at Mr. Wu's throat. With a hint of sharpness in his narrow eyes, he said coldly:

“Lead the way to the altar and take out the fish bone token you hid, and I won't kill you.”

Mr. Wu was pointed at the sword and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I will take you there..."

In the altar of thought, ink paintings couldn't do it.

But with so many people watching, he had to put on a show, so he looked worried and said:

“I'm afraid there's a scam…”

Xiao Diansi shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Mo Hua added, "This Mr. Wu may not have any good intentions. That altar may not be a good place either..."

Xiao Diansi said: "With so many of us and four golden elixirs, we have nothing to fear in the Dragon King Temple. As for Mr. Wu..."

"If there is any trouble along the way, I will ask Mr. Wu to die first."

Mr. Wu's cheek twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He only has foundation-building skills. If he didn't turn into that dragon-scale monster that was invulnerable to water and fire, he would naturally not be Xiao Diansi's opponent.

Mo Hua then sighed and said reluctantly:

“In that case, let's listen to Xiao Diansi and go to the altar to have a look.”

Xiao Diansi nodded, pointed his sword at Mr. Wu and said, "Sir, please lead the way."

Mr. Wu's face looked ugly, but he had to lower his head under the eaves, and there was no room for him not to agree at this time.

“Everyone, follow me...”

Mr. Wu looked around and bowed guiltily to the corpses of the temple guards all over the ground, then turned around and walked towards the Yaksha Hall.

Entering the Yaksha Hall, you will see several Yaksha statues with hands and feet, covered with scales, strange faces, and blue-faced fangs standing on both sides of the road.

Mo Hua saw it and murmured in his heart.

The appearance of these yakshas is somewhat similar to the monsters Mr. Wu transformed into.

Mr. Wu did not even look at these Yaksha statues and continued walking inside.

After passing Yaksha Hall and passing through several halls, we came to the middle hall of Dragon King Temple.

As soon as they arrived at the middle hall, blood was everywhere, and everyone's expressions couldn't help but change slightly.

As far as the eye can see, most of the entire central hall and countless pavilions and pavilions have been demolished. The beams have collapsed, leaving only broken walls and ruins. It is empty, messy and desolate.

The surrounding ground was also soaked in filthy blood.

The blood was black and smelly, but it seemed to contain plenty of evil power.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then took out a long fine iron rod and soaked it in the water for a while. When he took it out again, he found that the fine iron rod had been corroded by evil spirits, the iron was loose, and the inside was black and red.

Mo Hua turned his head, looked at Mr. Wu, and asked:

“Is this blood and water of yours used to draw evil formations?”

Mr. Wu's heart was beating wildly, but on the surface he was a little confused and flustered. "Young Master, I don't know what the evil formation is..."

“Aren't you a formation master?” Mo Hua asked.

“It's true that I am a formation master, but I really don't know anything about this blood.”

“Then what happened to the main hall here? Why did it all collapse?”

“This…” Mr. Wu looked hesitant.

Mo Hua's tone was slightly cold, "You can say you don't know that those people outside died in your hands and were eaten by you. But the temple inside was demolished to look like this. Obviously it didn't happen overnight. You are The person in charge of Dragon King Temple, don't tell me that you don't even know this?”

Mr. Wu's face jumped slightly and he said: "According to the decree of the Lord God, the Dragon King Temple must be renovated, so the temple was demolished and planned to be rebuilt, but..."

Mr. Wu had no choice but to say, "...before the construction could even start, something like this happened. All the temple guards died. I don't know why I ended up like this. I really don't know where the blood on the ground came from." Coming..."

Mo Hua frowned and said nothing.

Xiao Diansi looked indifferently, glanced around, and said:

"Well, it's useless to say this. Let him lead the way quickly. Find the altar, get the fish bone token, and leave this ruined temple."

Mo Hua nodded and said nothing more.

Mr. Wu is also calm and leading the way.

It was just blood and water on the ground. It was **** and filthy, and the monks could not touch it. Therefore, they had to find another passage among the ruined walls, which took a lot of time.

After stumbling along the way, we finally passed through the ruins of the central hall and crossed the scarlet blood all over the ground.

After passing the central hall, what lies in front of you is a large door.

The gate is five or six people tall, with a wide and thick temple eaves above the head. There are murals carved on it. Between the two closed doors, there is a huge stone lock-like ferocious sheep head.

The sheep's head opened its mouth, majestic and terrifying, and bit the two doors tightly.

This is the door that separates the nave from the inner sanctuary.

It is also a door that isolates the altar.

Mo Hua looked at the ferocious and terrifying, but familiar and friendly sheep head, and vaguely sensed the mouth-watering aura behind the sheep head gate, and his heart was pounding.

He stopped pretending and asked Mr. Wu directly:

“How to open the door?”

Mr. Wu said: "This door is not easy to open..."

“Don't talk nonsense.” Mo Hua said with a straight face.

"well…"

Mr. Wu kept saying, murmuring in his heart: This kid, why was he so wary just now, but now he is a little anxious?

This kid has been too shrewd along the way.

He can find thorns in every little thing.

Those eyes were as clear as water, and occasionally as deep as an abyss. When he stared at them, I felt uncomfortable all over.

Mr. Wu did not dare to deceive, so he said:

“It takes some time to open this door... Originally, it had to be prepared one day in advance before the sacrifice. Offerings were placed first, incense was burned, and the **** was informed, asking the **** for his will, and only then could the door be opened..."

Mo Hua frowned, "Please explain it more clearly."

“Yes, yes,” Mr. Wu said, “To put it simply, we need to place offerings and offer human sacrifices. After one day, if the Lord God approves, the door will naturally open.”

"Why does it take so long?" Mo Hua asked.

Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "This, this is the rule of the Lord God. It takes a day to open this door. As for why... I am only a servant of the Lord God. How can I know..."

Mo Hua frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he said:

“Then open the door now.”

Mr. Wu asked: "Open this door and ask for human sacrifice..."

“What kind of human sacrifice?”

“It takes a living person as a 'sacrifice' to open the door…”

Mo Hua looked indifferent and said: "Don't tell me whether you have these things or not. I just need to open the door and you can figure out the rest by yourself."

"You can get any animal or dog animal by yourself. If you can't get it, kill yourself and offer it as a human animal."

Mr. Wu had a wry smile on his face, but he was so angry that his teeth itched in his heart.

This little brat is so hateful!

Sooner or later, you will be punished by the God Lord and die without a burial place!

Ink painting is not used to Mr. Wu either.

He has had many dealings with such deep-thinking masters who are neither human nor ghosts, and he knows what kind of virtues they have.

You won't know what tricks they are hiding unless you force them.

“Hurry up and open the door, don't play tricks, or you'll be disembowelled!” Mo Hua threatened.

Xiao Diansi on the other side also held his long sword in his hand and stared at him eagerly.

Mr. Wu sighed and did not dare to deal with it anymore. Instead, he walked to a statue on the side of the gate, turned the mechanism, and took out three boxes from the belly of the statue.

There is a formation engraved on the box, and the ink painting can tell at a glance that it is an ice formation, probably for refrigeration.

Mr. Wu opened the box. There were three beating hearts in the box.

I don't know whether these three hearts are human or demonic, nor how long they have been stored, but the blood color is still fresh, and they were still trembling slightly when they were taken out of the box.

Mr. Wu placed these three hearts on the gate, in the mouth of the ram's horn relief.

In an instant, several fangs branched out from the sheep's mouth and bit the three hearts.

The blood seeped out, along the fangs, and was sucked into the mouth of the horn relief, and then seeped into the surroundings of the relief, following the blood grooves on it, activating the strange lines around it one by one.

However, the progress is very slow.

“When the blood tank is full, the door can be opened,” Mr. Wu said.

Mo Hua saw that the door was indeed opening slowly, and nodded, no longer embarrassing Mr. Wu.

Since the door is open, it will take a day.

Before this, everyone could only wait silently. Some people were still injured and needed to find a place to meditate and rest.

But the problem is that Mo Hua and his group of people are actually not in the same group. Although they seem to be in peace with each other, they still have grudges and suspicions about each other. Therefore, when resting, everyone separated with a tacit understanding. They each found a place to meditate and rest on the ruined wall in front of the Sheephorn Gate. At the same time, they remained alert and wary of each other.

Mr. Wu is alone.

Xie Liu, Shui Yanluo, and Xiao Diansi were together.

Xiao Tianquan pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and stayed with Xiao Diansi for the time being.

Mo Hua naturally stayed with Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi.

As for Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian, he also pulled them to meditate near Xia Diansi to heal their injuries.

Xiao Diansi saw it, but did not stop him. He just glanced at the ink painting and reminded:

"The poison in the boy Tai Amen is my water prison force, and the poison in that girl from Baihua Valley is Guishui poison. In this Dragon King Temple, only I can eliminate the water prison force, and only I can cure the Guishui poison." …”

The implication is that Mo Hua should not have any other thoughts.

Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian are still his hostages.

Mo Hua felt a little troubled in his heart, but on the surface he just waved his hand casually, "I know, I know, Xiao Diansi, don't worry, I won't lead them away."

Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, showing no signs of joy or anger, and turned around and left.

Then Mo Hua found a clean place for everyone to rest.

Surrounded by ruined walls, it is relatively safe. You can also see the Sheep's Horn Gate not far away. You can see the progress of the blood tank and predict the time when the gate will open.

Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi sat on the ground, guarding Xiao Diansi and others.

Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian meditated under the protection of two people, one healing the wounds and the other suppressing the toxicity.

Mo Hua also sat there for a while and felt the ground was a little cold.

This Dragon King Temple is located in the middle of the Yanshui River, soaked in water vapor and very cool.

　　It was fine when fighting and on the road before, but now when I calmed down and sat on the ground, I felt a little cold.

Mo Hua took out a warm blanket and wrapped himself up. He turned to look at Gu Changhuai and the others. After thinking about it, he took out a few more blankets and gave each of them one.

He often goes out and sleeps out in the open, so a fluffy blanket in his storage bag is a must.

This was a habit he had developed when he was traveling with his master, younger brother and younger sister.

Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't shy away. They thanked Mo Hua, took the blanket, and put it on their bodies. As expected, they felt warm all over their bodies. They couldn't help but be grateful for Mo Hua's carefulness and consideration.

After that, everyone was speechless and meditated to rest.

The surroundings became quiet.

Mo Hua was wrapped around a blanket, taking advantage of his free time to silently think about the Dragon King Temple in his mind.

There are some things that others don't care about, but he can't help but take them to heart.

After all, others have never seen or experienced the great dangers in the way of spiritual thoughts and the great crises in evil gods and demons, so naturally they will not understand.

As for what happened in the Dragon King Temple, at first glance, it may not seem like much, but if you think about it carefully, there are too many things that violate peace...

“Is the altar really behind this gate?”

“Are there any other dangers inside?”

"What happened to Mr. Wu? Is there any other bad things he is hiding?"

“Where is the dragon's blood?”

“Also, what is the purpose of these ruins and ruins? What is the purpose of rebuilding?”

The ink painting recalls every bit of this journey, guessing the answer in his mind, and then confirming it back and forth.

While he was deep in thought, Mo Hua was suddenly startled and noticed something unusual.

This is...the breath of the formation?

Someone is setting up a formation secretly?

Who?

He actually secretly set up a formation under his own nose?

Mo Hua quietly turned his head and peeked through the dim light in the Dragon King Temple. Only then did he realize that the person setting up the formation...

It's actually Xiao Diansi!

Mo Hua was slightly startled, deduced a little, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

“This is a soundproof formation, not a dangerous killing or trapping formation…”

I guess I wanted to keep the conversation private for fear of being overheard.

Mo Hua feels relieved.

He continued to pick up the train of thought he had just now, and continued to think about it, but as he thought about it, Mo Hua was startled again.

“Whisper?”

Mo Hua was suddenly very curious and his eyes lit up slightly.

How could he bear it when someone set up a soundproof array in front of him and whispered ulterior motives...

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, then secretly took out two blankets and wrapped his head in it. Pretending to rest, his body quietly slipped out of the blankets, and then used the invisibility technique to sneak away.

Xia Diansi, who was on the side, watched helplessly as Mo Hua slipped away, and couldn't help but open his mouth.

Gu Changhuai was not surprised. He even tucked the blanket for Mo Hua with his own hands, making Mo Hua, the "blanket man", look more like a man.

Mo Hua was invisible, quietly approaching Xiao Diansi, and stopped a few feet away from Xiao Diansi.

Xiao Diansi is a golden elixir after all, so he didn't dare to get too close.

Mo Hua looked around, found a corner, crouched down, raised his head and peeked, and found that Xiao Diansi was talking to Shui Yanluo within the soundproof array at this time.

　　The two people looked solemn and their voices were low. They were obviously talking about something confidential.

“Confidential matters…”

Mo Hua felt itchy for a moment, thought about it, and then "gently" released his spiritual thoughts to sense the sound isolation array on the ground.

This sound insulation array is of the second grade.

In the second-level realm, only the second-level formation can be used.

Since it is a second-grade formation, it is simple.

Mo Hua did a little calculation in his mind and calculated the interval between the spiritual energy flow inside the sound-isolating array. This interval is the internal "flaw" of the array.

Then he took out a silver needle that was engraved with "Stealing Sound Array" using a micro-engraving technique. With a flick of his bent finger, he flicked the silver needle into the flaw in the sound isolation array.

The silver needle is very light and the sound is very faint.

The soundproof array not only insulates sound from the inside to the outside, but also from the outside to the inside, so Xiao Diansi did not notice it.

Of course, he never imagined that someone could eavesdrop on him in this way.

The whispering silver needle broke into the formation. Mo Hua took out the corresponding silk thread and wrapped it around his ear. After a moment, the sound was indeed heard.

At first, the sound was a bit intermittent, but then it gradually became clear:

“There is not enough success and there is more than enough failure…”

“…I have saved you once before, but I didn't expect you to still be so helpless…”

“…If it weren't for opening that thing, I wouldn't care about your life or death?”

Mo Hua was a little surprised when he heard this.

Open...that thing?

What?

Mo Hua thought carefully for a moment and was shocked, "It couldn't be...opening the water prison box?!"

This smiling tiger wants to use Water Hell to open the water prison's forbidden box?

Mo Hua was very worried for a moment. After a while, he calmed down and continued to listen.

“Brother, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's just all kinds of changes that are so unexpected, as if every move has been calculated...”

Shui Yanluo said in a deep voice.

Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, "I don't listen to excuses."

Shuiyanluo shut up angrily, not daring to say anything more.

Xiao Diansi turned his head and glanced at Shui Yanluo, "Where is that thing?"

Shui Yanluo's face turned pale instantly.

Seeing Shui Yanluo's expression, Xiao Diansi couldn't help but frown slightly. After thinking for a moment, his pupils shrank, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said in a solemn tone:

“Don't tell me...you lost it...”

"It's not lost," Shui Yanluo said in a trembling voice, "It's just...it's not in my hands now."

Xiao Diansi's eyes showed murderous intent, and he smiled angrily:

“Okay, okay, if you're really capable, you can throw away that thing. Did I warn you that you can throw away your life, but there must be no mistake in that box?”

Shui Yanluo gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, please forgive me. I was negligent for a moment and fell into the trap of a villain. That's why someone secretly plotted and snatched the box away."

“I have tried my best to take back the box, and I will not let my brother down.”

Xiao Diansi frowned, "Who has that box in hand now?"

Shui Yanluo said: "In...in the hands of that kid named Mo Hua."

Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping, couldn't help but shrink his head.

On the contrary, Xiao Diansi looked confused, as if he didn't hear clearly, "Who?"

"Ink painting..." Shui Yanluo whispered.

“Which ink painting?”

"It's... the one I just talked to, brother,... the ink painting."

Xiao Diansi opened his mouth, and for a moment, his expression was extremely exciting.

The person who robbed the water prison box was the one he wanted to capture as a hostage at first but failed to catch him. Then he walked with him and made a plan with him to capture Mr. Wu together... that kid ? !

This kid robbed him of his treasure, and then wandered around in front of him for a long time like nothing happened.

But I know nothing!

Xiao Diansi really wanted to kill Shui Yanluo at this moment.

(End of this chapter)

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