Asking About Longevity Chapter 240

Chapter 240 Moves

Mo Hua named the Qianjun stick and carefully put it into the storage bag.

Over the next few days, he practiced when he had time, and then developed two simple and practical moves:

 One move is to smash downwards, and the other is to swing sideways.

He tried it by smashing it down, and it was very easy to use.

Swinging it sideways is a little more troublesome. He needs to swing the Qianjun Rod first. During the swing, he injects spiritual power and activates the formation. The iron rod instantly increases in weight, and according to the inertia of the force, it swings out sideways.

 This spiritual power and strength are difficult to control.

 Either it hits the target and causes pain in the tiger's mouth.

If you miss, you have to throw away the cudgel, otherwise your arm will be dislocated.

 This is the helplessness of being born with a weak body and unable to do physical exercises.

Just after practicing a few times, I became more familiar with ink painting, at least I won't dislocate myself.

Mo Hua also gave these two moves resounding names. The downward blow is called "Powerful as a Thousand Jun", and the horizontal sweep is called "Sweeping Thousand Jun".

　　It sounds a bit majestic, but it is only for emergency use. After all, he is not a physical practitioner, so he cannot rely on this to fight head-on. At most, it can be used for sneak attacks.

 But no matter what, it can be regarded as an additional means of dealing with the enemy.

 After taking some time, he went to Fushan Building again, found Fu Lan, and asked her to help make tofu.

This is the first time for him to eat tofu in the monastic world.

 It's not particularly white, with a light bean yellow color, but it has a strong bean flavor.

Whether it is fried and made into dishes, or made into sweet tofu curds, it is delicious.

Mo Hua also gave some to his parents, Mr. Zhuang, and his brother and sister Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to try.

 Puppet Lao didn't give it to me. He likes to eat things that are crispy and have noisy chewing. He definitely doesn't like tofu.

As for the inner mountains of Tongxian City, although there are more foreign monks and it is more dangerous, Mo Hua still has to go.

 He is a formation master, Lingmo is indispensable.

Moreover, the amount of spiritual ink he needs is probably several times more than that of an average first-grade formation master.

 Hence, the more demon blood, the better.

Anyway, he is now at the seventh level of qi refining, and his water-passing step is superb. Except for the foundation-building monks, ordinary qi refining monks can't do anything to him.

Even if he is a foundation-building monk, he is more alert. If he can detect it in advance, he will most likely be able to run away.

Mo

After a while, his consciousness moved slightly, and he noticed that there was someone there, and the smell was somewhat familiar. He raised his head and looked around quietly, and found that it was Yu Chengwu, and several other demon hunters.

They were walking on a lonely path, seemingly looking for something.

Mo Hua stood up and greeted them from a distance.

Yu Chengwu just discovered the ink painting and couldn't help frowning.

 At such a distance, his spiritual consciousness couldn't detect Mo Hua. How could Mo Hua detect them?

The ink painting used the Water Step, jumped a few times from the top of the mountain, and landed in front of Yu Chengwu.

Yu Chengwu was stunned.

 What kind of body method is this?

 Mo Hua followed them all the way before and didn't use his body skills very much. He thought Mo Hua didn't know how to do it, but he didn't expect that he was so proficient in his body skills.

More powerful than some old demon hunters...

No wonder he dared to wander around the inner mountains alone.

Mo Hua looked at Yu Chengwu and asked curiously: "Aren't you... here to hunt monsters?"

They did not wear iron armor or rattan armor, and had put away their swords. They wore the clothes of ordinary casual monks and looked like foreign monks.

Yu Chengwu said: "We go into the mountain to arrest people."

 “Catch who?”

"Those monks who besieged me last time." Yu Chengwu's eyes flashed coldly, and he said bitterly: "A group of **** dare to attack me, I will not let them go."

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Do you know who they are?"

 “Don't know yet.”

 “Then can you find them?”

“If they don't dare to enter the city, they must be hiding in the mountains. As long as you look for them, you will definitely find them.”

Mo Hua nodded. Failure to find these monks would be a hidden danger after all. It would be dangerous if the demon hunter were attacked by them while hunting demons.

"Then let's go." Mo Hua waved his hand.

He doesn't want to join in the fun. He has important things to do. It's better to save more demon blood for now.

“If I encounter them, I will set off fireworks to remind you.” Mo Hua added.

Yu Chengwu was slightly startled, then nodded and said: "That's fine, but you should be careful."

"Do not worry."

Mo Hua and Yu Chengwu parted ways and wandered around the inner mountain for most of the day. When they came down the mountain in the evening, they met them again.

Yu Chengwu and others were injured and bleeding, but it didn't look like the injuries were serious.

They were escorting two monks. Both monks were dressed in black, their hands and feet were chained with iron chains, and their bodies were covered in scars. One had a broken arm and the other was lame.

 Evidently he was caught after a hard fight and then severely beaten.

The two of them looked tired, but there was resentment in their eyes.

Mo Hua looked at their faces and thought for a moment. They were indeed two of the seven monks who besieged them that day.

“You really caught it?” Mo Hua was a little surprised.

“That's natural, we are monster hunters, and no one is more familiar with Daheishan than us.”

Yu Chengwu kicked the two men, "These two **** thought they were hiding well, but they were eating, drinking and sleeping in the mountains, killing people and stealing goods. They exposed so many flaws. How could we not find them?"

 “Are these two the only ones?”

“The others probably went out to rob, leaving only these two to guard the camp.”

“Are we going to kill them?” Mo Hua asked curiously.

Yu Chengwu was slightly startled and said: "It's not too late now. Let's take him back and beat him a few more times to see if he can get anything out of him. As for their camp, they have already alerted the snakes and probably won't be able to catch a few other monks."

Mo Hua nodded, then he scanned the two black monks with his consciousness and frowned.

The two monks in black looked miserable, but they still had plenty of spiritual power. This was not good and would be risky.

 “Break the legs first.” Mo Hua suggested kindly.

Yu Chengwu was stunned for a moment.

“They are very spiritually powerful,” Mo Hua said.

 Having abundant spiritual power is a hidden danger.

Yu Chengwu thought for a moment, nodded, and said to the other demon hunters: "Break their legs."

Just as several demon hunters were about to take action, Mo Hua shouted "Wait a minute" again.

He pondered for a moment and said: "It's better to break the arms. If the legs are broken, they can't walk and it will take a lot of effort to carry them."

 Having broken his arm, even if he has spiritual power, he will not be able to take action in a short time.

Yu Chengwu nodded, and without saying a word, several demon hunters took action and broke the arms of the two monks in black.

The two monks in black screamed, with angry expressions on their faces, and looked at the ink paintings with malicious eyes.

Mo Hua raised his little eyebrows, "You still dare to stare at me?"

When several demon hunters heard this, they kicked each of them, causing them to grit their teeth and feel pain, but the malice in their eyes only deepened.

Mo Hua sighed and said to Yu Chengwu:

 “How about blinding their eyes too? They kept staring at me.”

When the two monks in black heard this, they suddenly broke into a cold sweat. They both lowered their gazes and did not dare to look at the ink painting again.

Yu Chengwu was a little helpless.

 When this child has a good heart, he is really good, and when he has a bad heart, he is really bad.

 Can come up with any bad ideas.

But he thinks this is the best.

 Don't be merciful to bad people, otherwise you will be the unlucky one.

These two monks in black were killing people and stealing goods, and they had countless lives on their hands. Even if they were hacked to death now, it would be an advantage for them.

 (End of this chapter)

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