Asking About Longevity Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Visualization

Mo Hua was startled and immediately lay down on the beam, motionless.

At the same time, a ray of divine consciousness roughly swept over his body, but it did not reveal his concealment.

The strong man withdrew his consciousness and found nothing, and said angrily: "Who is this sneaky person?"

 The middle-aged monk frowned, let go of his consciousness, and scanned the surroundings.

 A significantly deeper spiritual consciousness passed through the beams of the room, condensed on Mo Hua, and penetrated the concealment of Mo Hua's body.

Scarface glanced at him lightly and snorted: "Bullshit."

 It seems that we should visit Houzhai less often in the future.

The bloodshot eyes of the strong man gradually faded away, and his anger gradually disappeared. He cupped his hands and apologized:

“Third brother, don't blame me, it was me who was abrupt.”

　　That is, in the middle of the night, guarding the gate of Heishan Village.

Mo Hua was sitting on the roof behind them, listening attentively.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

The white-faced man was displeased, and the two of them were at war with each other for a moment, but they didn't really take action.

Mo Hua broke into a cold sweat as he listened.

 After saying that, the strong man left. The middle-aged formation master sat for a while, finished the wine, and went deep into the back village.

 These two evil cultivators, one has a strong build and a hideous scar on his face.

Mo Hua's expression changed when he heard this.

The white-faced man didn't believe it, "The formation is so boring. What's so good about practicing that the third master doesn't get tired of it?"

 Four bosses?

 It should be the strong man with bloodshot eyes who likes to drink blood.

Mo Hua didn't know their names, so he simply called one “Scarface” and the other “White-faced Man”.

"You said, the third head of the family wouldn't hide a girl in the back village and play songs every night, right?"

"How do you know?" the white-faced man asked in disappointment.

The strong man's eyes were more bloodshot and almost blood red. He stood up and clasped his fists and said:

"I go first."

Black Shanzhai is too powerful and does not know the inside story, so it is not an opponent at all.

At night, the mountain wind carried the chill. They gathered around the fire, ate hard dried meat, drank bad wine, and chatted.

The middle-aged monk peeked through a layer of concealment, but still did not find the ink painting. After a slight hesitation, he also withdrew his consciousness and said calmly:

 Just try to avoid risks and avoid encounters with evil cultivators in the foundation building period.

“Elder Yu is right. Even monks in the foundation building stage may not be able to detect the effects of these two layers of concealment as long as they stay still.”

Especially the middle-aged monk, who was even a formation master, failed to discover the hidden ink painting.

The white-faced man was warming himself by the fire while muttering: "There is a curfew in Black Village, but these four masters have to go out every night."

As for that formation master, he must also be an evil formation master. He stays deep in the back village every day, and he doesn't know what he is tinkering with.

 “It's not impossible…”

How many evil cultivators are there in the foundation building period in this Black Mountain Stronghold?

Mo Hua began to eavesdrop everywhere, trying to figure out the matter.

After all, neither the evil formation masters nor the strong men who were building the foundation could find themselves, let alone these evil cultivators in the Qi refining period.

 After speaking, the bloodshot eyes gradually appeared again in the strong man's eyes.

 After a while, the two of them calmed down. The white-faced man felt bored and suddenly said with a lewd smile:

"Ordinary monks, who can discover this cottage, who dares to come to this cottage, and who can enter this cottage? Let alone dare to peep under our noses?"

“He is a formation master, what else can he do?”

 The night vigil is boring and uninteresting.

 Occasionally, this evil formation master would go out, and he would always go out at night.

 The middle-aged monk said this. The strong man still didn't want to give up. He still believed in his intuition.

Mo Hua broke out in a cold sweat, then calmed down and continued listening, wanting to hear more news.

 The middle-aged monk asked back: "You mean, someone sneaked in?"

 “It's not impossible.” The strong man said.

However, I don't dare to overestimate my ink paintings.

The white-faced man sneered, "You said that, aren't you also a gatekeeper? Aren't you also keeping vigil with me?"

 “I have sent things to the third master's house several times.”

　　It was night, and the beams were dark, so it was difficult for people to detect even if they were half-experienced in concealment skills.

picture?

 What picture?

 Once the foundation building fails, the rest will be a unilateral massacre.

That strong man is a foundation-building cultivator, ranked fourth, and is the fourth leader, which means that there are at least four foundation-building evil cultivators in this black village!

 The first is to draw a complete map of Heishan Village, and the second is to eavesdrop on more intelligence about Heishan Village.

If something unexpected happens, or if a monk wants to escape, they can also give an early warning.

 “Did you not drink blood tonight?”

Evil cultivators have a violent temper, but they also know how to be patient.

Finally one night, two evil cultivators were keeping vigil, drinking and chatting, and they talked about the "master" of Heishan Village.

Mo Hua gradually figured out the work and rest of these two foundation-building evil cultivators. As long as he avoids meeting them in the future, he has nothing to fear in this black mountain stronghold.

 Some monsters eat human flesh and drink human blood.

Mo Hua couldn't guess it, and he didn't dare to look at it.

 One has a pale face, a thin and dry body, and is as long as a noodle.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and was suddenly startled.

 Especially these two evil cultivators of foundation building, whether they can be avoided or not.

 After the ink painting, I spent another two days studying the behavior patterns of the two foundation-building monks.

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 Then Mo Hua became curious again.

Mo Hua guessed that he should go to the mountains to draw some formation.

The white-faced man smiled, somewhat dissatisfied.

 The middle-aged monk glanced at him and said, "Nonsense, am I just looking at you?"

"So the third master is the formation master and the master of the family, and you can only watch the gate and keep vigil." Scarface said disdainfully.

He is bloodthirsty and impatient, so he is very suspicious and suspicious.

This strong man practiced evil and wanted to drink human blood, but he had already built a foundation and there was not enough human blood to drink, so he had to drink the blood of monsters.

Mo Hua also knows about the so-called night vigil.

 But under the concealment formation, there is also a layer of concealment.

 The strong man stopped talking.

After hearing what the white-faced man said, Scarface said coldly:

“If you are the head of the household, you don't have to follow these rules.”

The strong man said: "Impossible, someone is watching me!"

If a guilty cultivator comes in in disgrace and asks for directions by name, they will open the door and welcome the sinful cultivator in.

 If a middle-aged monk says there is no one, then it means there is no one.

 The "heads" should be the leaders of Heishan Village.

This middle-aged monk turned out to be the formation master, and he was also a foundation-building monk!

In terms of qualifications, he is one position shorter than the middle-aged monk; in terms of formations, he knows nothing about them; in terms of spiritual awareness, he is even worse.

The strong man usually practices in the back village during the day, but at night, he will leave the village alone and disappear without a trace.

The strong man was noncommittal, his expression still filled with anger, "No, someone must be spying in secret!"

Mo Hua's heart sank and his heart was tense.

Mo Hua was secretly surprised when he heard this.

 So for him to drink demon blood is almost the same as drinking human blood.

What's more, the evil formation master himself said that it was impossible for anyone to sneak into Black Mountain Stronghold and eavesdrop under their noses.

Other evil cultivators probably don't believe that anyone can sneak in.

The third master is a formation master, and he is drawing formations at night. Could it be some rare formation diagram?

Eavesdropping under the noses of the evil cultivators of Foundation Establishment is still quite dangerous. Even if they can't find it, it's best not to take this risk again.

 But it was just a guess. He didn't dare to follow. If he followed, he would really be courting death.

"I have seen."

Mo Hua guessed that he was looking for blood to drink.

The strong man nodded, "I didn't drink. I drank some wine and was a little restless."

The strong man nodded, feeling increasingly thirsty in his throat. The more he drank the wine, the thirstier he became. He also felt irritated, always feeling like someone was secretly watching him.

 “What did you see?”

 Scarface looked cold, "Are you looking for death?"

 “No one, no need to be suspicious.”

Before waiting for the strong man to answer, the middle-aged monk sneered:

“This is the deep mountain of Daheishan, and it is the stronghold where evil cultivators like us live and work!”

Scarface frowned, thought for a moment and said: "The third master is in Houzhai. He is either drawing formations or looking at a picture..."

 “Have you been to Houzhai?”

 “Take the time to drink some blood, don't mess up your mood or ruin the big thing.”

The middle-aged formation master looked slightly bright, nodded, and no longer cared about it, but asked:

If the concealment technique is really discovered, he may not be able to escape from the hands of the foundation-building monks even if he has movement skills such as the Water Step.

 Four foundation-building evil cultivators, plus hundreds of murderous evil cultivators.

 Ink paintings are secretly vigilant.

Mo Hua thought about it and decided to stay in Heishan Village for a few more days.

Evil formation masters have strong spiritual awareness, and strong men have sharp instincts. They are not easy to deal with.

The old head of the Daoting Division is old and frail, and is not good at using force with others. Although Elder Yu is powerful, he is by no means a match for the four foundation-building evil cultivators.

Mo Hua waited at the same spot for another hour, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the two of them had indeed left and were not lying to themselves by pretending to leave.

Then he asked curiously: "What do you think these three masters are doing when they hide in the back village every day?"

 The middle-aged formation master understood, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said:

The strong man said: "No need. Third brother is busy with business, so I won't bother you."

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

“I have set up a concealment formation at the door, and I have set up a complex formation on the high wall. Every house, brick by tile, has been painted with formations.”

 The middle-aged monk smiled contemptuously, "Do you know where this is?"

This is enough to show the concealment of the concealment method of ink painting.

The middle-aged monk's expression gradually turned cold, "When you say that, do you look down on my formation, or are you despising my consciousness?"

 “Someone is definitely watching!”

 The middle-aged formation master asked: "Human blood may not be enough, do you want to drink demon blood? Do you want me to take action?"

Mo Hua, who was listening carefully, suddenly felt something in his heart.

Mo Hua nodded, suddenly startled, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind.

 “It can't be...a visualization, right?!”

 (End of this chapter)

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