Asking About Longevity Chapter 121

Chapter 121 Monster Hunting

Daheishan is pitch black and deep, with no boundaries.

 Older demon hunters in Tongxian City usually divide Dahei Mountain into three parts: outer mountain, inner mountain and deep mountain.

The mountains outside Daheishan are the area where most monster hunters hunt monsters. There are not many poisons and the miasma is relatively weak. Although the mountains are dangerous, they are not extremely dangerous.

Most of the monsters in the outer mountains are mid-level first-grade monsters. Occasionally there are one or two late-grade first-grade monsters, but they are uncommon.

The inner mountains of Daheishan are different. They are extremely dangerous, full of poisons, miasma is strong, and there is poisonous mist that confuses the mind.

 The monsters in the inner mountains are mainly late-stage first-grade monsters, and occasionally there are even second-grade monsters.

 A monk in the Qi refining stage will basically have a narrow escape from death if he encounters a second-grade monster if he cannot avoid it in advance. Therefore, there are not many demon hunters who can enter the inner mountain.

As for the deep mountains of Daheishan, it is an absolute restricted area, and all monks are prohibited from entering.

Mo Hua has never heard of any demon hunter who dares to enter the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain. Mo Shan also told Mo Hua that once he enters the deep mountains, he will definitely die.

 Humbling ink painting is very self-aware.

He wouldn't even take a look at a restricted area like the mountains.

He would not even take a single step into a dangerous situation like Uchiyama.

 Only the outer mountains, and the outermost areas of the outer mountains, are the intended scope of activities of ink painting.

Mo Hua and Dahu entered Dahei Mountain and stayed at the edge of the outer mountain.

The surroundings are densely wooded and the mountain roads are rugged. I don't know what is hidden in the deep mountains, and occasionally there are eerie and strange sounds.

There is a faint miasma in the air, mixed with the mountain breeze and an unknown fishy smell, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

 Occasionally, there is still a faint evil spirit that lingers in secluded mountain corners.

This is just the edge of the outer mountain, and the ink painting already feels inexplicably depressed.

If this was an inner mountain or a deep mountain, I would never dare to imagine it in ink painting.

 “What shall we do next?” Shuanghu asked in a low voice.

 The three of them all looked at the ink painting.

 “Leave it to me.” Mo Hua said.

 The ink painting has already been planned.

He first judged the path of the monster's movement out of the cave through the footprints on the ground, the scraped hair on the tree, the blood stains on the stone, and the faint ghost spirit remaining in the air.

 At a narrow mountain crevice where the route must pass, the ink canvas laid a trap.

 There is a wooden binding formation in the trap, which can trap a mid-level first-level monster, but it does not last long, only about ten breaths.

Around the trap, there are five earth fire arrays, each of which is inlaid with a spiritual stone.

 Ink painting covered the trap with gravel, placed a few **** grasses on the trap, and poured **** water on it.

 The **** grass was collected by Aunt Jiang, and the blood was leftover from cooking demon meat in the restaurant.

With everything ready, Mo Hua and Dahu and the other two hid behind the rocks on one side.

 “Can this work?” Xiaohu asked.

 “Let's try it.” Mo Hua had a trying attitude.

He has been deducing this plan in his mind for a long time. He has thought of traps, **** grass, **** water and every subsequent detail. There should be no problem.

 Hunting monsters is dangerous and cannot be done with care.

What's more, this is Mo Hua's first time to participate in hunting monsters, so Mo Hua is very well prepared.

A few people were waiting behind the rock.

From the time the sun rises, the mist spreads, until at noon, the mountain fog dissipates. Still no sign of the monster.

"There won't be any monsters coming." Xiaohu couldn't sit still.

“Hush,” Mo Hua put his finger to his mouth and shushed:

"You must be careful and patient when setting traps. This is what Uncle Chu said. Don't be hasty."

 The three of them felt it made sense and nodded.

An hour later, when the trees were shaking, a monster showed its head.

The red fur, the tip of the teeth, the mouth of the mouth, the mouth saliva, is a crack claw wolf demon!

The strength is probably around the middle stage of the first grade.

 Just right for ink painting.

Mo Hua was refreshed, and Dahu and the other three were also on alert.

 The Split Claw Wolf Monsters are not easy to deal with. They have suffered losses many times.

 Cleft Claw looked left and right as he walked, with a fierce look in his eyes, and was extremely alert. He would occasionally rub the bark of a tree, and occasionally lick his dark red claws. Splitclaw walked and arrived in front of the trap.

It smelled the fishy smell of **** grass and the rancid smell of blood. It looked greedy, but it was also quite vigilant. It circled outside the trap several times and finally walked in.

 The trap was triggered, and the wooden binding formation produced light green aura shackles, binding the Split Claw in place.

 Crackclaw struggled desperately, and after a few breaths, he would break free.

Mo Hua poked his head out from behind the rock, pointed his right hand forward, and condensed a fireball. The fireball flew straight out, drawing an arc, but missed the crackclaw, and instead exploded at the foot of the crackclaw.

 “Missed?”

　　　Da Hu and the other three were surprised when they saw that Mo Hua could actually use the fireball technique.

 But the fireball technique flew out and did not hit the split claw as they expected, and the three of them felt a little regretful.

 “No, it's hit.” Mo Hua said with a calm smile.

 What he hit was not Split Claw, but the spirit stone at Split Claw's feet.

 The spiritual stone at Split Claw's feet was blown to pieces by the fireball technique, and the spiritual energy overflowed and poured into the fire formation buried underneath.

The array pattern flashed with red light, and after three breaths, the five earth fire arrays exploded.

There was a loud bang and the rocks shattered.

Mo Hua and others were also shocked to the point of having earaches.

　　When the thick smoke dissipated, the ground was covered with rubble and scorch marks.

 The split-claw wolf monster was covered in scars, half of its fur was scorched black, its eyes were vicious, but its breath was already weak.

 Take advantage of its illness and kill it!

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Up!"

Dahu and the other two men recovered from the shock of the explosion of the Earth Fire Array. As soon as they heard Mo Hua shout "Go", they immediately rushed out and surrounded Split Claw.

Mo Hua is still hiding behind the rock, with only his little head exposed to watch the show.

 He is not good at physical training, hand-to-hand combat, or close combat, so he will not cause trouble to Dahu and the others.

The Dahu trio have good physical training talents. After being honed by hunting monsters, they can now use Taoism and martial arts in a decent manner.

 The big tiger uses boxing, the twin tigers use swords, and the little tiger uses legs.

 The three of them advanced and retreated in a well-established manner, fighting with the Split Claw. For a time, their fists were powerful, their legs were as powerful as the wind, and their swords were heavily shadowed.

 Fire and earth spiritual powers are intertwined, competing with the dark red demonic power of Split Claw.

 After dozens of rounds, the severely injured Split Claw could no longer hold up, and was slashed in the back by Shuanghu, killing him.

 The three people also had injuries and blood stains on their bodies, but they were not serious.

 They stood there, quite in disbelief.

This Crackclaw died like this?

Their demon hunting team wants to hunt down a split-claw wolf demon with a mid-level first-level cultivation. One or two demon hunters in the late stage of Qi refining are required to sit in the formation, and five or six in the middle stage of Qi refining are required to take turns fighting the monsters.

 Let a few monks support the outside to prevent the Split Claw from escaping.

In this way, after many twists and turns, the Splitclaw could be killed without any accidents.

Now Mo Hua placed a trap, set up several formations, threw a fireball, and then Splitclaw was seriously injured.

The three of them surrounded and suppressed a severely injured Crackclaw that was on the verge of death, and captured it easily...

 This is too easy, much simpler than they thought.

Dahu and the other three looked at the ink painting, and they were all frightened when they thought about the power of the fire array explosion just now.

 A mid-level first-level monster with such a powerful body can be exploded to the point of death...

Mo Hua was able to draw such a powerful formation without even realizing it!

 The way the three of them looked at the ink paintings was a little different.

Mo Hua revealed his little head from behind the rock, glanced at Split Claw, and asked, "Have you expired?"

 The three of them came back to their senses.

Dahu nodded and said, "I'm done!"

 “Okay!” Mo Hua cheered up, holding the jade bottle in his hand, and ran out from behind the rock.

 He is going to use the blood drawing technique.

 (End of this chapter)

Chapter end