Asking About Longevity Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Demon

Mo Hua said goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, walked through the bamboo forest, across the grass, past the pond, and arrived under the big locust tree.

Under the big locust tree, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were reading books.

When Bai Zisheng saw the ink painting, his eyes lit up. He quickly dropped the book in his hand and asked:

 “Where have you been? I haven't seen you recently.”

Mo Hua opened the food box and distributed the beef and pastries prepared by his mother to Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.

Mo Hua told Bai Zisheng about the details of Heishanzhai.

 The third master regarded him as an old monster possessed by the devil. Logically speaking, the devil cultivator should be stronger and more terrifying than the evil cultivator.

 “Didn't you say it's impossible?”

In the impression of Mo Hua, the disciples of the aristocratic family have strict rules and follow the rules, or they are indulgent and lawless.

Mo Hua ignored him.

“Yes, I have reached the seventh level of Qi refining, so I have to make plans early.”

 Except for the visualization pictures, everything else that can be said has been roughly discussed in the ink painting.

“I know this!” Bai Zisheng smiled slightly proudly, and rarely showed off his knowledge in front of Bai Zixi:

“Neither evil cultivators nor demonic cultivators are good things. What you practice are all evil and heretical practices. Generally speaking, it doesn't matter whether you call them evil cultivators or demonic cultivators.”

 “Oh, let's forget it.” Mo Hua said indifferently.

Mo Hua asked again: "What about the evil formation? How is it different from the ordinary formation?"

 As for the word "Moxiu", Mo Hua rarely even heard of it.

Hearing this, Bai Zisheng also looked at Mo Hua, and then he was startled, "Mo Hua, what's going on with your consciousness?"

Bai Zisheng stared at the ink painting, looking left and right, but still couldn't believe it, "Have you really established the foundation of your spiritual consciousness?"

Mo Hua nodded.

 “Impossible!” Bai Zisheng said.

 “Brother!” Bai Zixi's voice was clear, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

Moreover, they are descendants of the Bai family and have a good family background, so they may be able to get some other clues.

Bai Zixi took small bites of snacks, raised her head and glanced at Mo Hua, suddenly froze for a moment, frowned and said:

 “Your consciousness…”

Seeing Mo Hua being so frank, Bai Zisheng nodded and said, "Okay!"

"If we want to break it down, evil cultivators generally refer to monks who become monks halfway and fall into evil ways. Demonic cultivators refer to monks who have the inheritance of the authentic demonic path and practice demonic techniques and Taoism."

Bai Zixi was a little helpless and said:

Mo Hua sighed, "Okay."

“It shouldn't be, I've never heard of the divine consciousness being able to build the foundation first…”

Bai Zisheng ate the meat painted with ink, but he didn't want to answer, so he said:

“There is still some time left, the foundation must be laid, and then the foundation can be built.”

Mo Hua pinched a piece of snack and put it into his mouth, chewing it with a smile.

“Why do you suddenly smile so sinisterly and evilly?”

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then asked:

“Do you know the difference between evil cultivators and demonic cultivators?”

Bai Zisheng was confused when he heard this, but he didn't go into details. Instead, he said curiously:

"What have you been doing recently?" Mo Hua thought for a while. He couldn't talk about the visualization diagram, but it would be okay to tell Bai Zisheng and the others about the black mountain village.

But what is the difference between evil spirits? Mo Hua has never been able to figure it out. When I asked Elder Yu, he was unclear. He probably didn't have any contact with them on weekdays, so he didn't know much.

Mo Hua nodded.

“Evil formations and magic formations are explicitly prohibited by the elders of the clan, and they are not mentioned in the clan's teachings, but I have seen a few words in a book..."

"The inheritance of demonic cultivators is more authentic, while evil cultivators are wild, so demonic cultivators are generally stronger. Of course, this kind of evil cultivator mainly depends on how bad you are. The worse you are, the more powerful you are, and of course the more you deserve to die."

Mo Hua suddenly understood, and suddenly felt a little confused, "How do you know so clearly?"

It seems that Mr. Zhuang is right. If a disciple from a noble family or a sect wants to go a long way in cultivating Taoism, he will not be greedy for short-term success. He will polish his realm and lay a foundation from the beginning of the Qi-refining period.

　　From the mountain path hidden between the cliffs, to the fog forest full of fog formations, and then to the midnight, the fat and thin monks asked for directions, and finally they talked about the blood-colored alchemy room and the white-bone alchemy furnace...

 When it comes to formations, especially in front of ink paintings, Bai Zisheng seems a little timid.

Bai Zisheng scratched his head and murmured:

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide, and Bai Zixi stared at him blankly, forgetting to eat the snack.

When Bai Zisheng saw Mo Hua's smile, he was suddenly startled and couldn't help asking:

Mo Hua rubbed his cheeks and said, "It's okay. I've lost my mind. I'll be fine after a while."

Bai Zisheng secretly glanced at his sister Zixi.

His mind is simple, and if he has meat to eat, he usually doesn't think about anything else.

After all, if Mo Hua had not entered Heishan Village, he would have only seen one evil cultivator so far - the flower picker caught together with Zhang Lan. The flower picker also had one of his legs broken by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua thought the same thing, but Bai Zixi shook his head and said:

 “Sir won't tell you.”

“It is impossible for Qi Refining monks to have foundation-building consciousness.”

Bai Zisheng asked Mo Hua again: "Are you planning to build a foundation?"

At one moment I was worried about Mo Hua, and at another I was indignant because of the evil deeds of the evil cultivators. I wanted to rush into the black mountain stronghold and kill everyone who came in and out, killing all the evil heretics.

Bai Zisheng secretly said: "How about you ask Mr. Zhuang?"

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that it must be the green-faced kid's evil thoughts, which would pop up occasionally. When he smiled, he would have the same evil aura as the green-faced kid.

 It turned out that this was his idea.

Bai Zisheng didn't dare to talk nonsense. If he made a mistake and was embarrassed in front of the ink painting, he couldn't be shy and consider himself the "big brother" of the ink painting.

At present, he has only told Mr. Zhuang about the visualization diagram, because it involves the sea of ​​consciousness, and there is a Taoist monument in his sea of ​​consciousness, so the fewer people know about it, the better.

 “Oh, my consciousness established the foundation first.”

Bai Zixi was also listening so engrossed that she didn't even notice when the book in her hand fell to the ground.

Although Mo Hua never admitted that he was the "eldest brother"...

"It's okay." Mo Hua waved his hand, "But I can't tell you now. If I have a chance, I will tell you later."

 At least for now, we can't tell Bai Zisheng.

I really don't know where Bai Zisheng's righteous and chivalrous character came from.

"How did you establish the foundation of your spiritual consciousness?" Bai Zisheng couldn't help but ask.

Bai Zisheng said seriously: "A good monk is a monk who kills demons! In this case, if you don't know yourself and the enemy, how can you kill evil demons?"

"As for the specifics, it's not mentioned in the book. I don't know the difference between the evil array and the magic array."

Only then did Bai Zisheng remember it and said apologetically:

"I shouldn't ask. Monks all have their own opportunities and generally don't tell others."

Mo Hua smiled.

Bai Zisheng corrected: "You have to call me Brother Bai!"

 “Why is it impossible?”

He knew Mo Hua's formation level well in his heart. Compared with ordinary formation masters in the Qi refining stage, he didn't know how high it was.

 Bai Zisheng nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on eating beef.

Mo Hua pretended to be calm, but there was still a little pride in his eyebrows.

 Bai Zisheng said it in detail.

 Bai Zisheng was horrified and filled with indignation.

Bai Zixi's dark and slender eyelashes moved slightly, and her autumn-like eyes showed a thoughtful look. She recalled the records in the book and continued after a moment:

“Evil formations and demonic formations generally use flesh and blood as the formation medium, evil thoughts to draw the formation patterns, inverse avenues as the formation hub, and human life as the formation eyes.”

 “I'm delayed by something.”

Mo Hua was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

Bai Zixi said: "Because you are too smart, Mr. Zhuang is afraid that you will learn it right away."

 (End of this chapter)

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