Asking about longevity

After entering the Demon Refining Mountain, passing through the mountain gate, and walking straight up the mountain, Mo Hua suddenly stopped after a few steps and shouted to the forest beside him:

"Elder Xun."

After a while, Elder Xun slowly walked out from the lush forest.

Mo Hua thought to himself that it was as expected, so he bowed and said with a smile:

"Elder Xun, I am going to the mountain to practice a little method. It is not a big deal, so I will not bother you to follow me."

Slaying the God Out of the Body is a more advanced application of the Divine Mind Sword True Art.

The Taixu Divine Mind Sword True Art is the Taixu Sect's forbidden sword technique.

When the Dugu Patriarch passed it to Mo Hua, he clearly prohibited him from telling anyone.

It was not convenient for Mo Hua to let Elder Xun Ziyou see it.

Xun Ziyou thought about it for a while, and immediately understood it in his heart.

What Mo Hua wants to practice should be some relatively confidential inheritance.

Either the formation, the Taoism, or the body skills...

These inheritances must have been taught to him by the ancestor.

And considering the ancestor's preference for Mo Hua and Mo Hua's own extraordinary qualifications, the methods he taught must be extraordinary, and it is indeed inconvenient for him to peek.

Xun Ziyou guessed correctly.

But what he didn't expect was that the "ancestor" was indeed the ancestor, but not the "ancestor" he thought of.

Xun Ziyou confirmed again, "Is it really okay?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Well, I'll do it, don't worry."

Xun Ziyou thought about it and it was true. In the closed Gushan Tomb, with so many late Jindan demons, Mo Hua was able to get along with them easily, not to mention that this was in the Demon Refining Mountain in broad daylight.

"Okay." Xun Ziyou nodded, "I'll drink tea at the entrance of the mountain. If you encounter anything, tell me with the Taixu Order."

"Well, thank you, Elder Xun." Mo Hua bowed.

Xun Ziyou waved his hand, "You can practice by yourself, I won't disturb you."

Since Mo Hua didn't let him follow, he was happy to be idle.

Anyway, he was drinking tea at the entrance of the mountain. If Mo Hua encountered any problem, he would rush over immediately.

After saying that, Xun Ziyou turned around and walked down the mountain.

But as he walked, he suddenly paused and wondered:

"How did Mo Hua know that I was hiding in that forest just now?"

Guessed it?

If he guessed it, it would be normal. After all, this kid is very smart. He should be able to guess it since he often follows him.

But if he guessed it, it would be unlikely that he would guess so accurately and guess the location where he was hiding directly...

Could it be... sensed?

Xun Ziyou's heart skipped a beat.

He was in the late Jindan stage, and he had learned from his mistakes. He had enough experience in "tracking" Mo Hua, and he was careful enough. His aura was also restrained...

How could he be sensed like this?

It's not that weird...

Xun Ziyou frowned.

...

On the other side, Mo Hua had already arrived at the Demon Refining Mountain.

He wanted to choose a demon beast to "test the sword".

Demon beasts have strong bodies, deep demon power, greed and bloodthirstiness, and are generally one level stronger than cultivators.

Therefore, the realm of this demon beast should preferably be the middle stage of the second rank.

The late stage of the second rank will be a bit more difficult, but it will be OK.

As for the third rank...

Mo Hua will not consider it for the time being.

The third rank is a demon beast in the Jindan realm, with terrifyingly thick blood and demon power, and he is no match for it.

In fact, Mo Hua is not even interested in dealing with a third rank demon beast.

Because it is meaningless.

As long as he is a little careless and is hit by the Jindan demon beast, even if it is just a light touch, he will probably die.

Moreover, Mo Hua is not sure whether his sword can hurt a third rank demon beast.

If he could use his full strength to release the power of the sword that integrates the five elements sword formation, Taixu sword intention, and Taishang Zhanqing without loss, Mo Hua would have the confidence to kill the demon consciousness of the third-grade demon beast.

But now he uses his eyes as a hole and his spiritual power as a guide to break the wall of reality and illusion, and the power of the divine mind sword he releases is only one-tenth.

Then he is unsure.

What else can you ask for with one-tenth of the power?

Therefore, it is best to find a second-grade middle-level to test the sword. Even if he can't kill, he can run away, and there is no pressure at all.

Mo Hua made up his mind and then wandered in the mountains.

Counting it up, he hasn't come to the Demon Refining Mountain to hunt demons for a long time. The surrounding scenes are both familiar and a little strange.

But as he walked around, Mo Hua found something wrong.

There seemed to be fewer demon beasts in the Demon Refining Mountain.

The whole mountain was much quieter.

He walked for several miles, but didn't see even a shadow of a monster.

Mo Hua frowned, "Where are the monsters?"

"Were they all killed?"

"Who did it?"

Mo Hua pondered for a while, and then slowly realized that it seemed that...

His junior brothers from Taixu Sect killed them...

They should still be using their own "monster hunting strategy", using their own monster hunting formations, wearing their own monster hunting armor, and using the monster hunting magic tools he asked Master Gu to customize, to kill these monsters...

They cooperated well with each other, and the efficiency of "Tao soldiers" hunting monsters was naturally high, and the killing was also fast.

But it shouldn't have been so fast.

The reason why they killed so quickly was probably because the three sects merged.

Taixu Sect, Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect merged together, and the number of disciples increased by more than three times.

The size of Mo Hua's junior disciples naturally expanded.

The three sects merged into one, and they were of the same blood.

The disciples of Tai'a Sect and Chongxu Sect also called Mo Hua "junior brother", and followed his "monster hunting process".

It was equivalent to that there were originally one team of "Dao soldiers", but now there are three teams.

The speed of hunting is naturally faster.

And there is more...

Mo Hua is now in the eighth year of Taixu Sect, and he is already a disciple of the late foundation building period.

There are two new batches of disciples in front of him.

These disciples are also following the monster hunting process formulated by him, "senior brother Mo", and going into the mountains to hunt monsters.

In this way, there are more people...

Mo Hua's scalp tingled when he thought about it.

The Demon Refining Mountain is very large, and there are many monsters. It is not possible to really kill them all, but at least the mountain of Taixu Sect cannot support his group of junior disciples of Taixu Sect.

Moreover, monsters are not fools.

Once the "Tao Soldier Transformation" monster hunting is completed, the monsters will run to other hills by themselves.

In this way, there will be even fewer monsters in the "territory" of Taixu Sect.

"Don't leave me some..."

Mo Hua sighed as he looked at the empty hill.

Moreover, he also realized that this would not work.

This killing was too ruthless. Don't let them really kill all the monsters in the Demon Refining Mountain one day.

"I have to think of a way to formulate some rules when I go back to ensure the sustainable reproduction of the monsters in the Demon Refining Mountain..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Otherwise, the Demon Refining Mountain was fine before he came.

After he came, all the monsters on the mountain were killed.

Doesn't it make him look like a "disaster star".

No, no...

Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly.

After that, he continued to look for monsters.

But after wandering around for a while, he didn't find a suitable target. Occasionally, he saw a few, but they were too weak and there was no need to use the sword.

Mo Hua had no choice but to walk a little deeper into the Demon Refining Mountain.

There should be more monsters in the depths.

After leaving the mountaintop of Taixu Gate, we continued to walk deeper. The mountain was steep, the forest was gloomy, and the miasma was heavy. As expected, there were more monsters.

Not long after, Mo Hua encountered a yellow marten rat monster.

It was in the middle stage of the second grade, with dark yellow fur and strong wind when running. Although it was a rat monster, it was as tall as a person.

When the rat monster saw Mo Hua, who was alone, its nose moved and it smelled the fresh human scent. It immediately rushed over without any explanation.

Monsters eat people, and they are never polite.

Mo Hua condensed the fireball technique and fought with the yellow marten rat monster.

The figures of one person and one monster intertwined, and the yellow wind and fireballs whistled. After fighting for dozens of rounds, Mo Hua slowly frowned.

After fighting with the yellow marten rat monster, he realized a problem.

The real world is not like the sea of ​​consciousness.

The killing in the sea of ​​consciousness is a naked battle of divine consciousness. Each other's killing moves can directly harm the divine consciousness and even the soul.

But in reality, the divine consciousness of people is stored in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The demon consciousness of monsters is also stored in the sea of ​​skull.

This is a restriction, but also a protection.

Mo Hua's divine consciousness is not strong enough to directly penetrate the flesh and blood to harm the divine consciousness or demon consciousness of cultivators or monsters.

At least, he does not have this ability now.

The only way is the eyes.

The divine consciousness turns into a sword and leaves Mo Hua's eyes. It must pass through the eyes of other cultivators or monsters to hurt their inner consciousness.

He has to look into the monster's eyes.

The monster also has to look into his eyes.

Only in this way can the sword of killing the gods be effective.

This is a problem that Mo Hua realized when he was fighting with the yellow marten rat monster.

But the problem is that the yellow marten rat monster in front of him is big in size, but has small eyes.

Blood-red, narrow, cat-eye-like eyes were distributed on both sides of the rat demon's head.

It was difficult for Mo Hua to look it in the eye.

In addition, this yellow marten rat demon moved quickly, running left and right, raising a long yellow wind, rolling sand, blocking the line of sight, and Mo Hua could hardly catch its eyes.

Without seeing the eyes, the sword of the god-slaying sword could not penetrate the flesh and blood and cut into its soul.

He could not use this yellow marten rat demon to "test the sword".

After fighting for dozens of rounds, the small eyes of the yellow marten rat demon still did not give Mo Hua any chance.

Mo Hua had no choice but to give up.

Although if he really wanted to kill this rat demon in the middle stage of the second grade, he could kill it by force with some means.

But this would take too much effort.

He went into the mountain to test the sword, not to hunt monsters.

What's more, this is the Demon Refining Mountain. If the battle lasted for a long time, the noise would be too loud, which would easily attract other monsters and get into trouble.

Mo Hua glanced at the yellow marten rat demon again, and his figure flashed, turned into water mist, and disappeared directly.

The yellow marten rat demon didn't know at this time that it was its little eyes that saved it.

Seeing Mo Hua turned into water mist and disappeared without a trace.

The yellow marten rat demon was stunned for a moment and roared in anger.

It put its nose to the ground and sniffed for a long time, and finally smelled a trace of delicious smell again.

The yellow marten rat demon was greedy, but its movements hesitated.

Although its intelligence was weak, its instincts were sharp. After fighting for nearly a hundred rounds, it had already noticed that this young boy of the human race was different from ordinary cultivators.

It seemed that he had no skills, and the only thing he could do was a fireball spell, but he had a terrifying aura hidden in him.

The yellow marten rat demon bared his teeth, but he didn't dare to chase after him after all. He arched his body, got into the ground, and fled to the other side.

In the woods on the other side, Mo Hua continued to look for monsters.

After that, he also encountered several monsters one after another, including wolf monsters, dog monsters, snake monsters, and bear monsters. Their realms ranged from the middle to the late second level.

But none of them allowed him to test the sword properly.

Monsters are not like humans, they come in different types and have strange shapes.

These monsters have either crooked eyes, squinting eyes, squinted eyes, small eyes, or one eye...it is not easy to stare at each other at all.

There was even one, a blind one, which made Mo Hua so angry.

In addition, these monsters are all flexible and cunning.

Mo Hua struggled for a long time, but couldn't cut out a single sword.

Not only that, because he provoked too many monsters, it actually caused riots.

Many monsters competed with each other to eat him.

But Mo Hua's movement technique was too flexible. They couldn't eat Mo Hua. Instead, they rolled up together and started fighting on their own.

The monsters have low intelligence and strong murderous nature. Once they fight each other and see blood, they will immediately be unable to contain their ferocity and start biting each other.

In the small mountain forest, chaos immediately broke out.

The demonic energy raged, the roar shook the mountain, and the waves spread out.

Even Xun Ziyou, who was sitting at the mountain gate, heard the sounds of demonic roars coming and going.

Xunzi drank tea leisurely and didn't care much at all.

This is Demon Refining Mountain, where there are clusters of demon beasts and demon hunting disciples. No matter what happens, there will always be a few demon roars coming from the mountains and forests.

Xun Ziyou took it for granted and didn't take it to heart, but after a while, his heart suddenly jumped.

Because he realized that today was different from usual.

Ink painting went up the mountain today!

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Ink painting is that "demon".

Wherever he goes, there's no guarantee that something will happen.

Xun Ziyou is Mo Hua's "bodyguard". He is very experienced in this kind of thing.

The mountains and forests are quiet, and the roar of demons continues.

Xun Ziyou's heart skipped a beat, and the good tea in his mouth lost its taste.

Although this commotion may not seem like a big deal, things related to ink painting are usually not simple.

Xunzi hesitated for a long time, then put down the tea cup, "No, I have to go and take a look."

He couldn't drink this tea anymore.

Go over and take a look. Even if nothing is really wrong, just take a look and feel at ease.

Xun Ziyou then rolled up his sleeves and stood up. With a flicker of his body, he turned into a sword light and stepped on the forest tops in the mountain to escape directly to the Demon Refining Mountain.

Halfway through the journey, he gathered his breath and activated the hidden spiritual weapon. He shuttled quietly through the mountains and forests, quietly approaching the top of the mountain where the monsters were turbulent.

When I arrived at the mountain, I saw a group of wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, fighting happily with blood flowing all over the ground.

Xun Ziyou's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked around, and finally found the ink painting on the big tree nearby.

At this time, Mo Hua was riding on a big tree branch and watching a play.

The monsters below were being killed fiercely, but he seemed quite leisurely up there.

Xun Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little speechless.

He knew that the commotion must have been caused by Mo Hua.

Now that the monster has beaten him to pieces, it would be better for him to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Xun Ziyou shook his head.

But now that he's here, it's not good for him to just leave like this.

Xun Ziyou didn't make a sound or show any trace, and stayed aside for the time being.

But then he thought about it again and felt that this distance was a bit unsafe and might be noticed by Mo Hua, so he silently moved farther away.

On the tree, Mo Hua stared at the chaotic monsters below, feeling helpless.

He didn't want to make such a big noise, but he couldn't help it, these monsters didn't cooperate with him at all.

If there was a monster with big eyes that could stare at him honestly for a while, he would have finished trying the sword long ago and would not cause such a big commotion.

"Let's wait and see what happens. Later we will see which monster is injured, and then tie it up with a formation and force it to look into my eyes..."

Mo Hua thought for a moment and felt that this was the only way.

So, he sat on the tree and quietly watched the monsters killing each other. When the situation calmed down, he would start to pick up the leaks.

But after waiting for a while, before the commotion subsided, a stronger demonic energy suddenly came from the distance.

Mo Hua's expression changed.

Even Xun Ziyou in the distance shrank his eyes.

"Third-grade...monster?"

Before the two of them could think about it, just a few breaths passed before a burst of black sand rolled in, flying sand and rocks, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was frightening.

All the surrounding earth and trees were rolled back.

From the black smoke, a small mountain-like figure faintly emerged.

It has a sharp mouth and fangs, eyes like lanterns, pupils like copper bells, dark skin as hard as iron, and hairs like barbs.

A body full of blood and energy, like a river.

Amazing demon power surged and pulsed in his body.

This is a black pig demon of the third-grade golden elixir realm!

The third-grade black pig demon is almost at the top of the mountain in terms of strength among the mountains surrounding Demon Refining Mountain.

Especially the pig demon with strong blood, rough skin and thick flesh, and a body like a hill, can devour almost any mid- to late-stage second-grade monster.

While the black energy was billowing, the appearance of this third-grade black pig demon suffocated the originally chaotic forest.

Those second-grade monsters that were still fighting each other started to tremble with limbs and ran away in incomprehensible terror.

The one who moved a little slower was trampled under the feet of the huge pig demon in just a moment, and half of his body was bitten off in one bite.

A second-grade bear demon wanted to resist due to its large size, but as soon as it came face to face, the fangs of the third-grade pig demon pierced the chest and was thrown to the ground.

Then the fangs slashed down, immediately disemboweling a bear monster.

A few of the other monsters did not escape, and were bitten by the black pig monster one by one, chewing their bones into pieces and making their flesh and blood blurry.

The forest, which was originally in turmoil, became dead silent in just a few breaths.

Most of the turbulent monsters became corpses.

Only the sound of the pig monster chewing bones and flesh, and the bloody breathing, echoed eerily in the forest.

Mo Hua rode on the tree, not daring to breathe.

This was the first time he had seen a third-grade Jindan realm monster up close with his own eyes, and it was such a big one. Just looking at it made him feel full of oppression, not to mention the strong demon power, the smelly blood, and the brutal murderous nature...

Mo Hua felt a slight chill on his back.

"What should I do?"

"Run?"

Mo Hua thought about it and it seemed that this was the only way. He didn't want to take the risk of fighting this third-grade pig monster that was as big as a hill.

It's too dangerous.

Mo Hua made up his mind and stood up slowly.

But it would have been better if he didn't move. As soon as he moved, the black pig demon eating below immediately stopped chewing, and the red light in his eyes flickered.

Mo Hua paused, and a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Not good!"

He immediately jumped up and jumped away from the tree.

And the next moment, the big tree under him immediately split into two halves.

The black pig demon just hit it lightly, and with unparalleled demon power, it split the big tree from the middle, and the wood chips flew, and the big tree fell to the ground.

This third-grade pig demon is extremely alert, and its sense of smell for human smell is also unusually sharp.

It seems that the desire for human flesh is also very strong.

Seeing Mo Hua jump away, the black pig demon roared, and the mountain-like figure rushed over again like a tsunami.

All the big trees along the way were like small grass seedlings at this time, and they were smashed one by one by it.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, used all his strength to move his body, and fled far away.

The black pig demon stared with eyes as ferocious as copper bells, raised gusts of demonic wind, and rolled with black air, chasing Mo Hua relentlessly...