Asking about longevity

Needless to say, the Shen family is the top family in the Qianxue state. It has four hereditary sects and is a real behemoth. He, an ordinary early-stage Jindan cultivator, is not much better than an ant in front of the Shen family.

As for Mo Hua, the Taoist leader of the Taixu Gate Formation and the true elders of the later Jindan period all poured tea for him, and their identities were unfathomable.

The situation in front of us is really a fight between "gods", and neither side can afford to offend.

And he couldn't even stand by and watch.

He invited Mr. Mo to dinner, but was blocked by others, and he was about to take action. If he stood aside and watched, it would be like "adding insult to injury".

Let alone hugging the thigh from now on, it would be good if Mr. Mo doesn't think of a way to kill him.

This Mr. Mo looked handsome, cute, and amiable, but Fan Jin was not a fool and would not really think that Mo's paintings were just as simple as they looked.

People should not be judged by their appearance.

In the middle stage of foundation building, the person who surpassed the four major sects in ability, won the leader of the formation, and sat down to drink tea with the elders in Taixu Sect, how could he be an ordinary person?

"What the hell should I do?"

At that moment, Fan Jin's heart nearly jumped out of his throat.

He was not given much time to make a decision, and both sides were about to take action.

Now that he stands up, he can still choose a team. If it were a little later and he really took action, he wouldn't even have a chance to choose.

Fan Jin gritted his teeth, his thoughts changing rapidly.

If he doesn't help, he will offend Mr. Mo, and the Shen family will not remember their favor.

As for helping, although it would offend the Shen family, it would also please Mr. Mo.

It’s the lesser of two evils, and since you’re bound to offend one party, it’s definitely better to choose the one with benefits.

"Damn it, never mind——"

Wealth and wealth are found in danger.

If you want the benefits, you have to take risks. If you are afraid of taking risks, don't fucking want to make progress.

What's more, this Young Master Mo was invited here by himself. When he encounters someone else's provocation, he cannot sit idly by and ignore it, both emotionally and rationally.

Fan Jin's legs were a little weak, but he still took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Hua.

Taking this step, his feet felt a little frivolous, but his heart felt at ease.

Either way, it's the same thing. Now that you've made your choice, there's no need to look forward or backward.

Fan Jin had a cold face.

A Jin Dan on the opposite side said coldly: "Fan Diansi, what do you mean? To offend our Shen family for the sake of limelight?"

Fan Jin said with a serious face: "I don't care what grudges you have, but this young man is an honored guest of our Dao Tingsi. At least in Gushan City, I, the Dao Tingsi, have the obligation to keep him safe."

He moved "Daotingsi" out.

In this way, it was not that he wanted to go against the Shen family, but that Daotingsi had to step forward due to his duties.

When investigated afterwards, at least on the surface, he would not be blamed.

A good name means a true word. When working in Daotingsi, sometimes how you speak is more important than how you do things.

Another Shen family Jindan sneered, "Do you think we will be afraid of you if you move Daotingsi out? You'd better..."

"What nonsense?" Master Shen frowned, "Do it."

The two golden elixirs of the Shen family paused for a moment, then cupped their hands and said, "Yes."

Among the Shen family, there are actually only two golden elixirs, and the remaining ones are for foundation building. But in a third-level immortal city like Gushan City, two golden elixirs are enough to walk sideways.

On Mo Hua's side, apart from the two golden elixirs, he was the only one.

All in all, the Shen family has the upper hand.

What's more, their goal is to take down the ink paintings to calm Mr. Shen's anger.

However, Master Gu and Fan Jin did not dare to attack Mr. Shen, and could only passively protect Mo Hua, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm, who was inherently at a disadvantage.

There are more and less people, and the situation is offensive and defensive.

The situation is very unfavorable.

Master Gu and Fan Jin both knew this, so their faces looked ugly.

At this time, one of the Shen family's two golden elixirs took out the Lihuo dagger, and the other's hands turned into dark green iron claws, and they were about to kill Mo Hua.

Master Gu's face was as dark as water.

Once they fight, the situation will be out of his control.

Moreover, the golden elixir's spiritual power is agitated and can easily hurt Mo Hua.

As long as Mo Hua bumped into him even a little bit, he couldn't explain it to the Gu family or the Taixu Sect, let alone Mo Hua was a great benefactor to their weapon refining shop.

Master Gu was a little anxious and said, "Wait a minute!"

The two golden elixirs of the Shen family paused slightly and looked at Master Gu.

Master Gu said in a deep voice: "Don't blame me for not telling you. This young master is a direct descendant of the Taixu Sect. He has been taught by our ancestors and has gained his discernment. Before you act against him, you should think carefully about it yourself."

Ink painting also has a greater reputation.

But Master Gu was afraid that there would be too many people and he would attract attention, so he only said something relatively low-key.

After all, there is only one leader of the formation, which is too eye-catching.

As for the direct descendants of Taixu Sect, although they have a good status, there can be many.

Among the people present, Young Master Shen, who was Shen Linshu's "follower", knew the details of the ink painting.

But the two golden elixirs of the Shen family didn't know.

As soon as the words "direct descendant of Taixu Sect" were said, the two people's eyelids jumped immediately.

They are collateral members of the Shen family and are ordinary golden elixirs. They need to work hard for their direct disciples in order to find a future in the clan. They may kill people like crazy, but it doesn't mean that they don't have a point in their hearts. They really dare to kill anyone. .

Ordinary casual cultivators will kill them like chickens and dogs.

Ordinary family disciples will be killed if they want.

The side branches of the noble families and the marginal disciples of the sect can also be killed, but the means should be more obscure and not let others know.

As for the real noble families and the direct descendants of the sect, unless they are really rich and have great opportunities, they will never risk their lives to kill these people.

Taixu Sect is ranked third among the eight major sects in Ganxuezhou.

The direct descendants of Taixu Sect, this weight is already heavy enough.

What's more, this is in public, Master Gu and Fan Diansi are not low in status, and they really don't have the courage to commit crimes in public and kill the direct descendants of the sect.

The two Shen family Jindan frowned and did not move forward.

The young master of the Shen family said unhappily: "What are you afraid of? Kill him, and I will bear all the responsibilities."

The two Shen family Jindan gritted their teeth and cursed in their hearts, you can't bear anything.

Killing the direct descendants of the sect, once something happens, Taixu Sect will come to the door.

As a young master, he is naturally protected by the ancestors and the real people, and a small punishment and a big warning will be over.

And these thugs will only have one end, being pushed out to take the blame and bear the anger of Taixu Sect.

How could the two Jindan of the Shen family not know this.

Seeing that the two Jindan were timid and disobeyed orders, Master Shen felt that he had lost face and was extremely angry. His face immediately fell and his words were not polite.

"You are a side branch, eating the food of the main family. When you encounter something, you don't move forward. Do you believe it? I will tell my father and ruin your family's rice bowl?" Master Shen said coldly.

The two Jindan heard the words, and they immediately felt cold in their hearts, and then they became angry.

But they had no choice. Seeing that Master Shen's face was getting uglier and uglier, the two knew that he was really angry.

They didn't care about so much and could only bite the bullet and take action.

The aura of Jindan cultivation was surging, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

One person's dagger turned into a cold light and went straight to Mo Hua's throat.

The other person's hands turned into sharp ones and went straight to Mo Hua's heart.

Master Gu and Fan Jin looked serious and did not dare to slack off. One of them wielded a long sword like the wind, and the other swung a sledgehammer.

They fought with the two Jindan of the Shen family and tried every means to protect Mo Hua.

In the small restaurant, wood and stones flew everywhere, the formation shook, and the walls shattered.

The two Jindan of the Shen family obviously had the upper hand.

Master Gu and Fan Jin were somewhat embarrassed as they moved around.

Mr. Shen looked sneerful and watched coldly, but after watching for a while, his face froze and he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

The battle in front of him looked fierce, but it was all the Jindan who were fighting, and Mo Hua had nothing to do with it.

The two Jindan cultivators of the Shen family, one only fought with the weapon refiner surnamed Gu, and the other only fought with the Dian Si surnamed Fan. As for Mo Hua, they didn't even dare to touch him! Even between moves, they would deliberately avoid Mo Hua, for fear of hurting him.

On the surface, they were fighting fiercely, but they were all dawdling.

"These two trash!"

"They are still Jindan, but they are as timid as mice!"

A fierce look appeared on Master Shen's face.

"After all, they are dogs. They look fierce, but when they really meet a tough guy, they have to be careful and dare not bite people."

Well, since the dog doesn't bite, then the "master" himself has to do it himself.

Master Shen stretched out his right hand, and a flash of spiritual light appeared, showing a gorgeous and precious long sword that has been cultivated for life and has been nurtured for 70% to 80%.

"He is just a formation master in the late stage of foundation building, with inferior spiritual roots and weak blood. What a thing————"

Mr. Shen held a long sword, his face full of murderous intent, and walked towards Mo Hua.

He was full of aura and sword energy. It was obvious that he practiced a top-grade technique, and the grade of his sword technique was also top-notch. "Not good!" Master Gu noticed his murderous intent, his face changed, and he immediately changed his offensive and attacked Mr. Shen.

Fan Jin didn't care about so much, and risked offending the Shen family to stop Mr. Shen.

But their moves were intercepted by two Jindan cultivators of the Shen family.

The two of them didn't dare to attack Mo Hua, which was against the young master. Now it is even more impossible to let Fan Jin and the others ruin the young master's good deeds.

In this moment, Mr. Shen, holding a sword, had already walked in front of Mo Hua and pushed his sword moves to the extreme.

The sword light was cold and the sword energy was murderous.

All these murderous intentions were locked on the weak and frail Mo Hua on the other side.

The outcome was obvious.

"Young Master, hurry up!" Master Gu was dragged by the Shen family's golden elixir and could not rescue him in time, and he was extremely anxious.

"It's too late," Master Shen raised his sword high, and his handsome face showed a wanton and ferocious expression.

"I will destroy you now, you blind thing-..."

Mo Hua, who had been standing still from beginning to end, only raised his eyes and glanced at Master Shen indifferently.

Just this one glance.

In an instant, a sharp and miserable cry like a pig being slaughtered resounded throughout the dining hall.

Master Shen's sword fell out of his hand, and he covered his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely terrible, and his whole body trembled, like a pig scalded by an iron, rolling on the ground.

This change came too quickly and suddenly.

Everyone who was fighting stopped and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw an incredible scene.

The arrogant Master Shen, who had a long sword in his hand, became like a lost dog in the blink of an eye, panicking and screaming.

"Master!"

The two Jindan of the Shen family were shocked and immediately left their opponents and rushed to Master Shen.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"What happened?"

Mr. Shen was still covering his eyes, trembling all over, "I, my eyes, I saw————

"A lot of blood, ghosts, and prisons—"

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"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me——.

He seemed to be going crazy, and was still immersed in some kind of fearful mind.

The two golden elixirs of the Shen family felt chilled in their hearts. They looked at Mo Hua in unison and said angrily: "You..." "What on earth did you do to our young master?"

Mo Hua snorted and said disdainfully: "I didn't even move my hands, what can I do to him?"

The Shen family's golden elixir monk was stunned.

They could clearly see the scene just now. It was the young master of their Shen family who made the first move, and the young master of the Taixu Sect did not move at all. At most, he only raised his eyelids.

How is this possible?

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and speculated:

"Young master, have you practiced any evil skills? Your luck has gone awry, you have suffered backlash, and you have gone crazy?"

"You - you are spitting blood!"

The Shen family's golden elixir looked angry, but this anger was somewhat stern.

They also know in their hearts that these young masters from aristocratic families are pampered and have too much fun. No one knows whether they are practicing any forbidden skills in order to seek excitement.

Listening to what Mo Hua said, and then looking at the Shen family master who was rolling on the ground, talking nonsense, and looking like a madman, these two Shen family golden elixirs actually felt that what Mo Hua said was very reasonable, and couldn't help but doubt in their hearts:

"Could it be that Young Master Qing has really learned some evil skills, causing his meridians to become disordered and become possessed by evil spirits?"

While everyone was in shock and doubt, suddenly the sound of commotion started.

It seemed that there was too much movement here, which alerted the surrounding monks, and many people gathered around.

Master Gu then approached Mo Hua and said in a low voice: "Master Mo, there are many people with mixed ears. It's best to go back early."

Seeing that Mo Hua was about to leave, the two golden elixirs of the Shen family immediately said: "Stop! You can't leave."

"You have to give an explanation when the young master becomes like this."

"good!"

Mo Hua glanced at them lightly and said indifferently:

"You started to kill me, and you still want me to give you an explanation? Do you really think that I, the Taixu Sect, can't kill you?"

The two Shen family golden elixirs immediately felt their hearts tremble and their backs felt cold.

The ink painting was just a foundation, but at this moment, this indifferent demeanor of mastering life and death made the two golden elixirs feel a faint fear in their hearts.

If it wasn't a bluff, it meant that the seemingly weak young master in front of him really had the background and means to control their lives and deaths.

The two golden elixir monks from the Shen family were immediately at a loss.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and then it became quiet again after a while.

The flow of people separated on both sides, and a middle-aged monk with a paper fan in his hand, a gentle face, and an extraordinary demeanor walked up to the two golden elixirs of the Shen family. When they saw it, their expressions immediately perked up, and they raised their hands and said: "Elder Xiu, you came at the right time. "

The middle-aged monk frowned, "What's going on?"

"There was a little conflict -" A Shen family golden elixir walked up and whispered a few words.

The middle-aged monk nodded stubbornly and glanced at Mo Hua.

At first, he glanced at it and he didn't pay much attention to it, but after a while, he noticed it slightly and couldn't help but stare at the ink painting a few more times.

As he watched, his pupils gradually widened, his face full of disbelief, and finally his expression even turned a bit... horrified.

"you----."

The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth were trembling, but he still tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and said in a seemingly calm tone:

"Okay, I understand—we'll talk about this later. Mr. Qing's safety is very important. Let's find a way to send him back to the Shen family first.

The middle-aged monk ordered, but his eyes wandered and he did not dare to look at Mo Hua during the whole process.

Everyone looked at each other.

And this farce ended hastily like this.

The people of the Shen family protected the young master of the Shen family and left the dining room.

The middle-aged monk known as "Elder Xiu", with his back to the ink painting, seems calm, but is he leaving in a hurry?

Master Gu and Fan Jin looked at each other, both feeling that this matter was a little strange.

"Mr. Mo————"

"Go back first." Mo Hua looked at the back of the middle-aged monk who disappeared at the end of the corridor and did not dare to look at him. His eyes were slightly focused and he spoke slowly.

"good."

Master Gu and Fan Jin nodded.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

After all, this is the dining room of the Shen family, and they don't want Mo Hua to stay here anymore, lest any unexpected troubles arise.

The three of them left the dining room and walked in the opposite direction to the Shen family.

The two sides gradually drifted apart, and there were no other changes during the period.

Fan Jin had been sending the ink paintings to Hui's family's weapon-making shop, and then he felt relieved and said goodbye:

"The Daoting Division has something else to do, so I won't bother you. The Shen family is very powerful, so please be careful, Mr. Mo."

Mo Hua nodded and said softly: "Thank you Fan Diansi. I will remember Diansi's kindness."

Fan Jin was overjoyed, but on the surface he remained humble and said:

"It's just a matter of effort, Young Master, I'm serious in my words. From now on, whenever Young Master has something to do, just ask him, and Fan will do his best."

Mo Hua smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Okay."

Fan Jin finally felt a big stone in his heart. He said goodbye with a smile and left briskly.

After Fan Jin left, Master Gu was still a little worried.

"Young Master, how about you leave for Taixumen earlier? I'm afraid..."

Master Gu didn't say it explicitly, but Mo Hua knew it in his heart.

He thought for a while and nodded, "That's fine, but before that, there is one more thing -

The ink painting paused slightly, with a meaningful look in his eyes, "I have to meet someone.

Northwest of Gushan City, in front of a majestic mansion.

The middle-aged monk with a gentle face and a folding fan in his hand told a Shen family disciple:

"The alchemy master in the clan has seen it. Mr. Qing seems to be frightened and frightened. It is probably nothing serious. You should inform Elder Shou Xing about this matter earlier. After all, he is only a son of our sect. There are still some matters here that I have to go back to deal with, so I won’t stay here soon.”

"yes."

After the middle-aged monk finished giving his instructions, he left the Shen family's mansion in a carriage, then headed south along the street, straight out of the city gate, and drove out of Gushan.

In the carriage, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes to rest, but he frowned slightly and was obviously upset.

The desolate mountain scenery around him was left behind one by one.

The carriage is getting further and further away from Gushan City.

After driving like this for half an hour, they passed through a deserted forest, and the middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes.

He paused for a moment, sighed deeply, and shook his head helplessly.

"parking."

The carriage stopped, and the middle-aged monk paused for a moment, then got out of the carriage and told the disciple driving the carriage: "Wait for me here."

"Yes." The disciple cupped his hands and said.

The middle-aged monk entered the wild forest next to him alone.

The desolate forest is lonely and uninhabited. There is a thick layer of withered yellow leaves that make a sound when stepped on.

The middle-aged monk entered the wild forest, stepped on the fallen leaves, and walked forward for about a hundred steps. Then he looked up and saw sitting on the tree in front of him a young Xiutu with picturesque features and deep eyes.

The middle-aged monk looked at the young man in front of him, cupped his hands and sighed: "Goodbye outside Lishan City, we haven't seen you for a long time."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "It's been a long time."

He looked at Xiutu in front of him with deep eyes.

And this person was the middle-aged monk who was traveling with Master Yun and the skinny old man.

Back then, he had some interactions with him in Nanyue City and in the ruined temple outside Lizhou City.

However, Mo Hua never expected that he would be the elder of the Shen family.