Asking about longevity

Of course Elder Song is afraid.

Zhang Quan doesn't understand, but he understands.

This kid looks young, with a childish look on his face, but his spiritual thoughts are solid, his aura is deep, and he can also manifest spells and formations...

This is basically the spiritual inheritance of some big families and big families.

Moreover, he can conceal himself in advance, attack with formations, and use spells to trap and kill enemies.

Obviously battle-hardened and experienced.

Not to mention that several of them were attacked by a sneak attack. Two were killed and one was disabled. The remaining ones, himself and Zhang Quan, were seriously injured and their strength was greatly reduced.

Even if a few people are intact, with their full strength, they will probably lose more than they win against this young monk.

He still doesn't know what trump cards this brat has.

Elder Song was anxious:

Gotta run!

Must run!

If you don’t run, it’s just a “gift”.

As for Zhang Quan, he is a younger generation. It is natural for him to lead the way and even sacrifice for his elders. This is also a reflection of his "filial piety".

Under Zhang Quan's unbelievable gaze, Elder Song's back was hunched and he ran away in a hurry, completely lacking in the demeanor of his ancestors.

Just when Elder Song reached the edge of the Mohua Consciousness Sea and was about to escape.

Mo Hua pointed his finger and used the Water Prison Technique.

The blue gossamer was like flowing water, turning into a prison, binding Elder Song in place.

Elder Song opened his eyes wide.

What a fast spell!

His cloudy eyes rolled around, and his stature shrunk. His skin peeled off and his bones shrank, like a bamboo shoot with its skin peeled off, escaping from the shackles of the Water Prison Technique.

The ink painting shows a hint of surprise.

As expected, he is a well-known elder from the Zhang family, and he is quite capable.

Mo Hua pointed again, and the Water Prison Technique suddenly emerged, trapping Elder Song again.

Elder Song was trapped again and cursed secretly:

"What the hell kind of magic is this?"

"Spells are not about killing, but about control."

"How can there be monks in this world who specialize in such disgusting spells?"

Elder Song shed his skin and bones again, became a little smaller, and escaped again.

Mo Hua's little hand pointed forward in an ordinary manner, and generated the Water Prison Technique again, trapping the short elder Song again.

At the same time, there were golden formation patterns at Elder Song's feet.

In just a few breaths, a golden lock formation was formed, golden light flourished, and golden locks trapped Elder Song.

The way to escape is right in front of you.

Obviously if you take a few more steps, you can escape.

When the time comes, report it to the ancestors and gather all the elders of the Zhang family to rush in together, kill the brat, and divide and eat him!

But with these few steps, Elder Song couldn't take them at all.

It seemed that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape from this kid's grasp.

Elder Song was so angry that he simply refused to run away. His body swelled, his green face and fangs, and his white eyes turned red and covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Okay! Little brat, you're going too far! I'll fight you to the death today!"

Elder Song was very powerful.

Seeing this, Mo Hua also looked solemn.

This elder Song should be of high seniority and seniority in the Zhang family. Mo Hua wanted to see what other methods this elder Song has...

The war is about to break out...

After a cup of tea.

Mo Hua looked at Elder Song who was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, and was dying, with a speechless face...

There's nothing you can do about it.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Hua used spells and formations to suppress and beat him. In addition to attacking, he was also controlled by water prison techniques and golden lock formations.

Elder Song took a few steps and was trapped, then Mo Hua fixed his target.

After taking a few more steps, he was trapped again and continued to be bombarded by spells.

It didn't even reach the ink painting before it was beaten down and lying on the ground dying...

Before his loss, he still had a "fight to the death" aura.

Mo Hua was speechless and couldn't help but said to Elder Song who was lying on the ground:

"I think highly of you, you are such a good cook..."

Elder Song, who was lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He felt extremely frustrated.

It's not that he's not good at it, it's that he doesn't have a chance to show his strength at all.

He was controlled all the way, couldn't get close, and didn't even have a chance to take action. He couldn't use 10% of his 100% strength, and anyone else would have to stop.

Five of the Zhang family's "zombies" came in.

Two were wiped out, one was disabled, and the remaining elders Zhang Quan and Song are now lying on the ground...

Elder Zhang Quanjiansong, the senior elder of the Zhang family, was tied up and beaten like the "grandson". He had no power to fight back and his face was completely pale.

Only then did he deeply realize the difference between himself and ink paintings.

On the outside, Mo Hua is just sinister and difficult.

And in the sea of ​​consciousness, the ink paintings are simply terrifying!

Why did the Zhang family provoke this "little ancestor"?

Elder Song was bombarded completely by the earth fire formation and fireball technique. He also felt that the energy of his spiritual thoughts was passing away little by little. He said with both urgency and hatred:

"Little fellow Taoist, what exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Hua smiled slightly and said, "Whatever you want to do, I will do."

Elder Song was startled, and then his face changed wildly:

This little devil, does it want to eat itself? !

Elder Song's mind changed quickly and he quickly said:

"Little friend, you are practicing righteous exercises and walking the righteous path, but we are evil spirits and ghost thoughts. Listen to the old man's advice, if you 'eat' us, it will stain your Taoist heart and destroy you." Daoji, there will be a big problem with your xinxing, you can’t eat it!”

"No..." Mo Hua smiled.

There was a hint of evil in this innocent smile.

Won't?

Why not?

Zhang Quan thought about it carefully, and suddenly his body trembled, as if falling into an ice cellar, and he said in shock:

"Did you... 'eat' all those missing ancestors of the Zhang family?!"

The remnant souls of the Zhang family's ancestors are lodged in the ancestor's map, and they will not leave unless they are looking for food.

The Patriarch Picture was in his hands last time and was intact.

Later, it was stolen by Mo Hua, and when he found it again, several ancestors of the Zhang family had disappeared...

He must have found this kid's sea of ​​consciousness while foraging, and then he "ate" him...

Just like they are now...

Zhang Quan's face turned pale.

Elder Song also looked horrified.

After doing it for a long time, this kid is not a big meal.

They are! !

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then smiled, showing his white teeth, "You guessed it..."

Zhang Quan and Elder Song trembled.

Elder Song said sternly: "It will do you no good to offend our Zhang family!"

It's just that there's a bit of sternness in his tone.

Zhang Quan also said with hatred: "My ancestors will never let you go!"

Ink painting is joyful and not afraid.

Not only that, he also licked his lips with an intriguing look in his eyes.

Zhang Quan was startled, and then his eyes were horrified.

No...it can't be...

This kid...doesn't he even want to "eat" his ancestors of the Zhang family? !

Elder Song also realized it. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

For a moment, the two of them felt great fear in their hearts.

That is the ancestor of their Zhang family!

There are actually people who are so bold that they dare to take advantage of their ancestors.

What scares them even more is.

This young monk has profound and unfathomable spiritual thoughts.

He is also very scheming and has terrible methods.

With deliberate calculation and unintentional calculation, it is really possible to endanger the ancestor of their Zhang family!

Mo Hua saw the expressions on their faces and sighed:

"You know too much..."

Then, in the horrified eyes of Zhang Quan and Elder Song, with a click of a finger, a fireball suddenly emerged, and the spiritual power surged, blasting the two of them into nothing but shadows, and they were on the verge of death...

The sea of ​​consciousness became much purer in an instant.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, sat down cross-legged, and began to think about a question:

"Would you like to 'eat' them?"

If you "eat" them, your spiritual consciousness will be enhanced, but it probably won't reach the thirteenth line.

From twelve to thirteen, there is a bottleneck in spiritual consciousness and it is not that easy to break through.

And after "eating" it, it still takes time to refine.

I don't have the time now.

There are many ancestors of the Zhang family in the ancestral map. Once I am refining, if they break in, it will be bad.

I am only one person, but all the ancestors of the Zhang family are in that picture.

It's like being alone against the zombie ancestors of the Zhang family.

Mo Hua shook his head.

I am not afraid of one or two, or even three or four, but once there are more people, it will be difficult to handle, and there is no room for mistakes.

Once you are caught in a flaw, injured, and under siege, you will be in big trouble.

Now we are in a corpse mine, not in a cave with a few masters and disciples. There is no master to look after us, and no junior brothers and sisters to help us. If there is danger, no one will protect us.

So be cautious, more cautious.

Especially, there is an ancestor opposite.

Mo Hua didn't know what Zhang Quan's trump card was, and he had never fought against it.

But there is no need to think about it. After living for so long and eating so many monks, this ancestor must have powerful spiritual thoughts, deep scheming, and no shortage of methods.

If this continues, not only will there be a small number of enemies, but there will also be powerful enemies around.

It’s getting even harder.

The danger is also great...

"How to do it?"

Mo Hua held his cheek and pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

Zombies!

Control the corpse!

The ancestors of the Zhang family are all zombies.

And since it is a zombie, it will be charged with corpses!

In his own hands, he happens to have a profound and top-secret method of controlling corpses - the Lingshu Jue Formation!

Mo Hua thought in his mind:

"Use the Lingshu to control the zombie elders and zombie disciples of the Zhang family, and let them besiege the zombie ancestors of the Zhang family..."

"I'm watching the show on the side, picking up mistakes, finishing shots..."

"The risk is small and it saves trouble."

"In this way, it is the ancestor of the Zhang family who is outnumbered and defeated by many, and it is the ancestor of the Zhang family who is surrounded by powerful enemies..."

The situation is reversed, and the offensive and defensive momentum is different!

Mo Hua's eyes shone and he couldn't help but nodded.

Then he began to prepare.

First of all, we have to try to see if the Lingshu can really take effect in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua looked around and saw three figures.

Elder Song, Elder Si, and Zhang Quan.

They were all thought bodies, shaped like zombies, trapped and killed by Mo Hua's formations and spells. Their spiritual thoughts were seriously injured, their bodies were dim, and they fell to the ground.

Mo Hua thought for a while, picked Zhang Quan and Elder Song, and used his spiritual thoughts to manifest the formation patterns, and drew the Spiritual Pivot Formation on their heart veins.

As soon as the Lingshu Formation was formed, the bright blue flashed and merged into his body.

After that, the array patterns turned into hairsprings, like blood vessels, like tentacles, and like needles and threads, bit by bit, freed, stitched, integrated, and completely controlled within their bodies.

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is how the Spiritual Pivot Formation works...

He had only used the Spiritual Pivot Formation on the wooden puppet Little Tiger.

Puppet is a dead object, and its structure is simple and its control is simple.

Ink paintings were also used on the zombies, one was a small zombie and the other was a zombie king, but neither was complete.

On the little zombie, he only tampered with the sequence pattern, but did not reconstruct the spirit pivot array.

On the Corpse King, he was just overlaying the painting, covering Lu Chengyun's Lingshu Evil Formation and stealing his control. It was not completely constructed.

Now in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the spiritual thoughts manifest the formation, and the evil thoughts that control the iron corpse are revealed every detail.

Only in this way can Mo Hua deeply observe the composition and effect of the Lingshu Array and deeply understand the principles of the Lingshu Array.

Only then did Mo Hua realize that his previous understanding of the Lingshu Formation was still a bit crude and superficial.

Now you can apply what you have learned, manifest the formation patterns, control the iron corpse, and apply it deeply, so that you can understand it more thoroughly.

This is a good opportunity to deepen your understanding of the Spiritual Pivot Formation!

Mo Hua was greatly energized, and then he concentrated on manifesting the formation patterns, observing the movement of the spiritual threads, thinking about the structure of spiritual power, and exercising the method of controlling the spiritual power hub...

The mastery and understanding of the Lingshu Formation is also deepening little by little...

At the same time, the heart veins of the two zombies Zhang Quan and Elder Song were also painted with ink on the spiritual pivot formation. The spiritual threads spread all over the limbs and were completely controlled.

With a thought from Mo Hua, he controlled the two of them to stand up.

As expected, the two of them stood up straight according to Mo Hua's thoughts.

It's just that both of them have their eyes closed and are unconscious, just like real puppets.

Mo Hua controlled Zhang Quan to raise his hand and slapped Elder Song, and then controlled Elder Song to slap Zhang Quan.

Then they were both slapped repeatedly.

Neither of them resisted.

Mo Hua manipulated them into fighting each other.

They all did so.

It's just that the two of them were seriously injured, and they were controlled by Mo Hua. Their moves were clumsy and not very powerful.

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

too weak……

Such a level cannot threaten the ancestors of the Zhang family at all.

"How about waking them up?"

Mo Hua decided to give it a try.

He completely refined the two disciples of the Zhang family and Elder Si, who was seriously injured and unconscious, with the molten fire formation, and then fed them to Elders Zhang Quan and Song.

Sure enough, the two men's injuries were repaired, and their auras gradually strengthened.

After a while, both Zhang Quan and Elder Song opened their eyes.

They unexpectedly discovered that their injuries had healed and their strength had recovered to 70% to 80%.

Then they unexpectedly discovered that their "bodies" were no longer their own.

No matter what I wanted to do, my body remained motionless.

On the side, Mo Hua looked at them with a smile.

The two of them felt cold.

What bad water is this kid thinking about?

"You are my 'people' now, and you must obey my orders!" Mo Hua ordered.

Zhang Quan felt ridiculous in his heart.

What is this kid talking about?

How could I be your "person" and obey your orders?

I can't wait to kill you quickly!

Mo Hua ordered: "Zhang Quan, slap Elder Song."

Zhang Quan even sneered in his heart, "I'll slap you if you ask me to? How could I possibly do such disrespect..."

Before he could finish thinking, he found that his hand had already slapped Elder Song on the face...

Zhang Quan was shocked.

Elder Song was even more shocked.

Zhang Quan is a junior, but he actually listened to this brat's order and slapped his ancestor? !

Mo Hua was very satisfied and said to Elder Song:

"Slap him back again."

As expected, Elder Song also slapped Zhang Quan.

At this time, both Zhang Quan and Zhang Quan realized that something was wrong.

Zhang Quan said angrily: "Little devil, what have you done to us?"

Elder Song also said in shock and anger: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Mo Hua was speechless: "How could I tell you? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Then he muttered: "We can't let them speak, otherwise my plan will be exposed..."

Can you shut them up?

With a thought in Mo Hua's mind, the blue light shone faintly on the heart vessels of Zhang Quan and the two of them, and array patterns emerged. These array patterns derived from spiritual threads and spread upward, like needle thread, sewing up the mouths of Zhang Quan and Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan and Elder Song stared with wide eyes and looked horrified, but they were speechless.

Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and smiled.

now it's right.

Zombies should look like zombies, no nonsense!

After that, he hid himself and sat down cross-legged, ready to wait and wait for the other zombie elders of the Zhang family to come over and test the control effect of the Lingshu Array.

After a while, as expected, there was another zombie elder, leading two zombie disciples, into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the zombie elder entered the sea of ​​consciousness, before he had time to sigh at the depth and purity of Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness, he found Zhang Quan and Elder Song standing like wooden piles.

The two of them looked very strange.

The clothes on his body were ragged and covered with scorch marks, as if he had been through a fierce battle.

But the aura is very calm, even a little neutral and peaceful, it doesn't look like it has been through a battle...

"Elder Song?"

The zombie elder asked with a frown.

Elder Song was motionless, his eyes were open, but he didn't react at all.

The zombie elder muttered in his heart and shouted again, "Elder Song?"

"What happened?"

"Where is Elder Si? And those two disciples?"

"Why are you...looking like this?"

Elder Zombie asked for a long time, but Elder Song remained silent.

The zombie elder frowned even more.

At this moment, Elder Song withdrew his hand, and his fingers were like sharp claws, as fast as the wind, and he struck directly at the heart of the zombie elder.

The zombie elder was shocked and quickly avoided it, but a bloody mark was still torn out on his chest, and dark blood flowed out.

The zombie elder was furious, "Elder Song, what do you mean?"

Elder Song's attack was even more urgent, and his moves were vicious and life-threatening.

The zombie elder gritted his teeth and said while struggling to support himself:

"Zhang Song, what do you mean?"

"You want to be a traitor?"

"Killing your own elders?"

"How do you explain it to your ancestors?"

"Do you want to do the opposite?!"

Elder Song had no expression on his face but felt bitter in his heart:

I don’t want to kill each other, I can’t help myself...

It's not my fault...

The blame lies with that vicious, hateful, despicable, insidious, shameless brat!

It's him who makes me unable to control myself!

I have something to do today, this is the only chapter, more than 4k words~