Asking about longevity

After returning home, Mo Hua, in addition to daily practice, spent all his thoughts on the Anti-Spirit Formation. new

At night, I sink into the sea of ​​consciousness and practice the counter-spirit formation on the Taoist monument. During the day, I am still painting the counter-spirit formation one stroke at a time in my cabin or on the table in a restaurant.

After more than ten days of this, his spiritual consciousness has increased a lot. He can also roughly draw these nine semi-incomplete counter-spirit formations, and it is estimated that he will be able to draw them in a short time.

As long as you can draw these nine and a half lines of counter-spirit formation, you can go to Mr. Zhuang and ask for advice on how to draw the hidden formation.

After learning the concealment formation, Mo Hua can rely on the formation to make up for his own shortcomings in concealment.

As long as you master the art of concealment, you will have more room for advancement and retreat no matter what happens.

He also handed the meal recipe that Bai Zixi gave him to his mother. At the same time, he pointed at the pastry called "Hua Hao Yue Yuan" and said:

"Mom, I want to eat this."

"Gluttonous again." Liu Ruhua tapped Mo Hua's nose, his tone was reproachful, but his expression was doting.

She took the menu, took a look at it, and asked with some confusion: "Is this what you want to eat?"

Although Mo Hua is not picky about food, she, as a mother, still knows his favorite tastes.

With so many flowers as filling, this pastry was a bit sweet and probably not what he wanted to eat.

Mo Hua blinked and said, "Mom, I want a change of taste."

Sweet, flowery...

Liu Ruhua understood a little, then laughed and said, "Okay, mother will do it for you."

This flower is full of moonlight. Although it is a bit complicated, the materials used are not expensive. Liu Ruhua studied it for two days before he understood how to make it and steamed it in a basket.

Mo Hua put the pastries away and brought them to Bai Zixi when he visited Mr. Zhuang.

Bai Zisheng also had a portion, it was the rabbit meat that he longed for.

This was what the diners ordered. Mo Hua asked his mother to make some extra and save it for Bai Zisheng to eat.

Under the big locust tree, Bai Zisheng was eating with great joy.

Bai Zixi still ate quietly and elegantly, and very seriously, not even noticing a few petals on her lips.

Mo Hua looked at it and wanted to remind her, but found that her lips were more beautiful than flowers. He was stunned for a moment and forgot to speak.

When Bai Zixi saw Mo Hua looking at her, she thought he wanted to eat too. After hesitating, she took out a piece and handed it to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "You can eat it."

He had tasted it before. The floral aroma was too strong and too sweet. It would make him feel tired after eating too much, so he couldn't eat too much.

Bai Zixi asked: "You really don't want me?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and took it.

If you're tired of it, just be tired of it. It doesn't matter if you eat a piece of it.

Bai Zixi nodded slightly, and the two of them ate flower cakes quietly under the tree without saying a word.

From then on, Mo Hua still learned the Niling Formation.

Occasionally, when he was free, he would take out the rubbings of the map and look at them.

After pondering for a long time, I still couldn't figure out where in the Daheishan Mountains this map depicts. ♛☟♦

I don’t know how the interrogation went with the bald man and the one-eyed man. I wonder if there are any new clues.

Mo Hua was still practicing the counter-spirit formation in the restaurant that day. Zhang Lan came to eat again, but his expression was a little solemn.

Seeing the ink painting, Zhang Lan stopped talking.

"What happened?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan thought for a moment and then said: "That one-eyed sinner is practicing his moves."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

Zhang Lan sighed slightly. He didn't want to tell Mo Hua at first.

Mo Hua has helped them catch Bald Tuo, and the matter has been settled. Next is the matter of Daotingsi, interrogation, conviction and execution.

These books have nothing to do with ink paintings, but if what the one-eyed monk said is true, this matter may have something to do with all demon hunters.

Zhang Lan continued: "Bald Tuo did lie about the map."

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Mo Hua snorted, "That bald man is not honest even when he is about to die!" Then he asked, "What did One Eye say?"

Zhang Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, "That map is indeed the map of Daheishan."

Mo Hua frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Zhang Lan continued: "There is a rumor among the sin cultivators that those with bloody hands can enter the Dahei Mountain if they are desperate."

"When did this rumor begin?" Mo Hua asked.

"It has been around for a long time. According to the one-eyed man, there was this saying in sin cultivating almost one or two hundred years ago."

Zhang Lan's tone was a little heavy, "It's just that there were few people who believed in it before. Tongxian City is remote and Dahei Mountain is dangerous, so not many sin cultivators came, but it's been different recently..."

"Recently, Tongxian City has been gradually prospering, the casual cultivators are getting richer, there are more trades, and there is more money and water. Many criminal cultivators have gathered in Daheishan. That's why we can catch them all and get this clue."

The more Zhang Lan spoke, the more solemn his tone became.

If this is the case, the biggest trouble in Daheishan is probably not these criminal cultivators.

"Those with bloody hands can enter the Dahei Mountains if they are desperate..."

Mo Hua recited it again and asked: "What next? What can we do if we enter Dahei Mountain?"

Zhang Lan shook his head, "I don't know. In other words, if I know, I'm afraid we haven't caught him yet."

"Don't you even know about the bald head and the one-eyed person?"

"Yes." Zhang Lan nodded, "I've been tortured, but I still don't tell you. I guess I really don't know."

If these evil cultivators don't know about it, then the only clue is...

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, "That map?"

Zhang Lan said slowly: "I think so too. If we can know the location recorded on the map, we may be able to know the truth of this rumor."

"Where is Bald Tuo? This map belongs to him."

Zhang Lan was a little disappointed, "He didn't know that he had indeed killed someone to steal this picture, but he didn't know where it was or what it was."

"On the contrary, the one-eyed man said that he had encountered a strange thing."

"Something strange?" Mo Hua frowned.

Zhang Lan nodded slightly and told Mo Hua about this:

"He said that more than ten years ago, he went to Daheishan to rob and found nothing. At night, he wrapped himself in single clothes and braved the mountain wind to sleep on a big tree. He did not dare to sleep under the tree for fear that he would be eaten by monsters while he was half asleep and half awake. "

"In a daze, he heard someone talking."

"The people who spoke, I don't know if they were two or three people, lowered their voices and their voices were rough. It was a bit weird at night and it was hard to hear clearly."

"He was alone in the big tree and didn't dare to breathe. He listened in bits and pieces for a long time before he got a rough idea."

"The monks under this group of trees were also guilty cultivators. They seemed to have committed adultery and kidnapping. They killed a whole family of monks and plundered the spiritual stone family property. They were hunted by the Dao Tingsi and had no way out. That's why they thought of taking refuge in Dahei Mountain."

"Their cultivation was advanced and their words were cruel. The one-eyed monk was afraid in his heart and trembled in the tree. He didn't dare to get down from the tree until dawn when he saw no one around."

"And since then, he has not seen this group of sin cultivators in Dahei Mountain again. This group of sin cultivators said they were hiding in Dahei Mountain for refuge, but they really just disappeared like evaporating from the world..."

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart as he listened.

If this is the case, Daheishan is hiding dirt and the water inside is too deep.

Zhang Lan saw that there were still diners around. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his voice and said to Mo Hua:

"That one-eyed man also heard something said by these sin cultivators..."

Zhang Lan's expression was solemn, and Mo Hua's heart was slightly awe-inspiring.

"What words?"

Zhang Lan thought for a moment and said slowly:

"The heavy fog in the Black Mountains can cover the abyss; at midnight, I ask for directions by name."