Asking About Longevity Chapter 282

Chapter 282: Chain

 The next day, when Scarface was about to pick the tonic, he found that the 'furnace' he used to pick the tonic was dead.

Scarface found it unbelievable.

　　I was fine before, but why suddenly I couldn't think about it and went to seek death myself?

 Scarface is both angry and irritable.

He is reaching a critical moment in his cultivation and must take supplements every day, otherwise the evil deeds will surely backfire.

 It's okay in the short term, but at most, evil fire will rise and you will feel irritable.

However, if the time goes on, the backlash will worsen, ranging from spiritual disorder to complete loss of sanity.

 He needs to find another woman to make the furnace!

But this black mountain is desolate, where can I find women to collect supplements?

 A few days ago, the head of the family also sent word to the brothers in Heishanzhai to keep a low profile in the near future and avoid committing crimes outside so as not to attract attention.

 There was already a shortage of furnace cauldrons, and now there is no other solution.

Scarface has no choice but to think of ways to quell the evil fire and suppress his desires to avoid losing his mind.

 There is a waterfall on the right side of Heishan Village.

 The water on the waterfall flows down from the mountain, like white water flowing down, falling on the mountain stronghold, and then flowing towards the abyss below.

 The water of the waterfall is freezing to the bone.

Seeing that there was no one around, Dao Scarface took off his monk robe, put it aside along with his storage bag, and meditated alone under the waterfall, using the coldness of the waterfall to suppress the evil fire.

 These methods only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

The unbearable heat in his heart still made him burning with desire.

His temperament became more and more irritable and violent, so he did not notice that the clothes and storage bag he had put aside were being secretly picked up by the hidden ink painting.

Mo Hua put away his storage bag and threw Scarface's robe on the cliff at the edge of the waterfall.

There is an abyss under the cliff. If you fall, you will definitely die.

 Then Mo Hua stood aside, waiting patiently.

About half an hour later, Scarface opened his eyes under the waterfall. The evil fire in his heart subsided a little, so he stood up and left. When he looked closely, he found that his Taoist robe and storage bag were gone.

 Scarface frowned, looked around, and saw his robe on the edge of the waterfall.

 “Washed away by the water?”

Scarface thought anxiously.

 He came to the waterfall and picked up the monk's robe.

 At the same time, Mo Hua's eyes were slightly focused, and he pointed his Qi to condense, and fired three fireballs in succession.

 These three fireballs are fast and accurate.

The first fireball hit Scarface in the face to catch him off guard; the second hit him in the chest to knock him off balance; the third hit Scarface's knees to make him slide off the cliff. die.

 Three fireballs exploded one after another, and Scarface was caught off guard.

As expected from the ink painting, Scarface was frightened at first, then retreated continuously, and finally the sole of his foot slipped and fell towards the waterfall.

 Just when Mo Hua thought he was bound to die.

 Suddenly there were a pair of hands on the cliff.

At the critical moment, Scarface grasped the stone on the edge of the cliff with both hands, and dug his fingertips into the rock. Although it slipped, he did not fall.

 Scarface is a physical practitioner, his body is strong, and he can jump up from the waterfall with just a push of his hands.

 Then his eyes turned red and he became furious.

 “How dare you, a rat, to plot against me?”

 “Get out of here!”

Scarface yelled angrily, and Mo Hua naturally wouldn't show up.

 He just felt sorry that he didn't cheat this scarred face to death.

However, this is only the first step. If this plan fails, there will be a next step.

Mo Hua took Scarface's storage bag and left quietly.

 Scarface was still yelling and cursing.

He released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the waterfalls, rocks, and woods, but found no trace of anyone.

 “What's going on? Where are the people?”

Scarface looked confused, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

 “Who is plotting against me?”

 Suddenly something moved in his heart.

 Fireball?

Among the people he knows, there is only one person who is good at using fireball.

The white-faced man who stayed vigil with him. “That bastard, he wants to kill me?!”

Why?

Scarface was furious, his mind changed rapidly, and after a moment he had the answer:

 Taking supplementary exercises!

The white-faced man asked him several times for supplementary exercises, but he didn't give them.

In the wilderness of Daheishan, it is not that easy to **** a female cultivator to serve as a cauldron.

He is not the only one in Heishan Village who is doing repairs and supplements. There are many monks but not enough food. Naturally, there are fewer people grabbing stoves and cauldrons.

It is absolutely impossible for him to hand over the picking method to the white-faced man.

This time the white-faced man died as a "spiritual slave" and wanted to turn to mending, so he turned his attention to him.

 Use the fireball technique to plot against him, causing him to stumble and fall off the cliff, and then take the opportunity to seize his storage bag.

 And in his storage bag, there is a method of collecting supplements!

Scarface suddenly understood, and everything made sense.

 “That **** wants to kill me!”

He was already filled with evil fire, but now he was so angry that he didn't notice it. He calculated that his fireball technique was faster and more accurate than that of the white-faced man, but it was much less powerful.

The angry Scarface could not help but cursed:

　　“I'm so **** impatient with my evil thoughts!”

Scar's face suppressed his anger and walked towards the village with a sullen face.

Mo Hua walked in front of him, first threw his storage bag at the door of the white-faced man, and then knocked on the door.

 The white-faced man is meditating in the room.

Without the spirit slave, his cultivation was extremely slow. He heard the voice and said displeased: "Who?"

Mo Hua knocked on the door again, but did not speak.

 The white-faced man frowned, stood up and opened the door, and found a storage bag at the door.

 “Whose storage bag? What does it mean to leave it here?”

 The monk's storage bag is an important item that should always be kept close to his or her body and cannot be thrown away.

 Could it be a scam?

 The white-faced man looked alert and looked around, but found no one.

He looked down at the storage bag again and found that the mouth of the bag had been opened, revealing the spiritual stone inside and a book with the word "Collection" written on the cover.

 The white-faced man was startled for a moment, then became ecstatic.

He was worried about the death of his spiritual slave and was having trouble raising a new one. He wanted to pick up the supplementary skills but could not find them, but he did not expect that he would not be able to find them after wearing iron shoes and it would take no effort to get them.

If God does not take it, you will suffer the consequences.

The white-faced man calmly picked up the storage bag and took it out to collect the tonic skills. Just as he was about to take a look, he looked up and saw Scarface walking over with a gloomy expression, staring at the storage bag in his hand. .

The white-faced man was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but ask:

 “This storage bag is yours?”

Scarface nodded, but cursed in his heart:

 “You're still pretending to be like me? You dare to be a coward that you dare not be!”

Scarface suppressed his anger and asked: "Why is it in your hands?"

 The white-faced man said truthfully: "I picked it up when it fell at my door."

 Scarface's eyelids twitched.

You think I'm a fool for lying to someone who doesn't find someone better?

 “Give it to me.” Scarface stretched out his hand.

The white-faced man smiled and said, "I can give it to you, but I want to take a look at this tonic method."

 Scarface nodded, "Okay."

 After saying that, Scarface went to get the storage bag. The white-faced man did not doubt that he was there. He put the picking method into his arms and handed the storage bag to him.

The moment Scarface took the storage bag, he suddenly violently moved his claws like the wind, and his moves were fierce.

The fingertips were like fine iron, entwined with dark green spiritual power, which directly pierced the heart of the white-faced man, and then tore down hard, tearing open the flesh and blood, and blood spattered out.

 The white-faced man had a look of disbelief on his face.

He was about to fight back, but as soon as he raised his hand, Scarface grabbed his throat again before the spell could condense.

 The white-faced man said hoarsely: "Why...kill me?"

Hearing this, Scarface became even angrier, "You're about to die, why the **** are you pretending to me?"

 After speaking, he grabbed hard and pierced the white-faced man's neck with his fingers, killing the white-faced man directly.

 (End of this chapter)

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