Asking About Longevity Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Fighting

"I will sneak in first, rescue Yan Jiaoxi, and then clear the formation of the zombie stronghold. This way, without the defense of the zombie stronghold, it will be much easier to attack again."

“Although I can do some tricks on the formations for ordinary corpse cultivators and walking corpses, there are too many and too little time, so I can't do it easily, so I can only leave it to you.”

“But those iron corpses, I will find a way to deal with them..."

Mo Hua calculated.

Situ Fang was surprised when he heard this:

 “How are you going to deal with the Iron Corpse?”

Mo Hua raised two little fingers: "There are two ways..."

“The best way is that I steal Zhang Quan's corpse control bell. Without the corpse control bell, Zhang Quan cannot control the iron corpse, which is equivalent to breaking his arms.”

“But the corpse control bell is extremely important. Zhang Quan will definitely carry it with him, so he may not be able to steal it.”

"If I can't steal it, I will mess with the Iron Corpse's formation to make the Iron Corpse lose control. If there is chaos in the village, if everyone tries to cover it up, the Walking Corpse Village will definitely be doomed."

 The ink paintings are arranged clearly.

Situ Fang frowned.

 It sounds quite simple, but in practice, it may be very risky.

 She couldn't help but worry: "Can it be done?"

Mo Hua calculated: "It is easy to dismantle the formation, with a 90% certainty..."

 Mo Hua actually wanted to say 100%, because for him now, it couldn't be easier to solve the first-level formations, or even some of the formations that have not yet reached the first-level.

 But you can't be too confident in everything, you must always leave some room, so he only said 90%.

“…The probability of stealing Zhang Quan's Corpse Control Bell is very small, I estimate it is only 10 to 20% sure;”

“I'm about 50% to 60% sure about how to manipulate the Iron Corpse. First, I don't know the specific formations on the Iron Corpse. I haven't studied them. Second, the Iron Corpse is tightly guarded, so I may not have a chance to get close..."

Mo Hua said in a clear voice.

Situ Fang was a little ashamed.

Mo Hua is a child who can not only inquire about news, but also analyze the news, and can also come up with solutions based on the news.

 Think carefully and act thoughtfully and calmly.

 Still a formation master...

No wonder Zhang Lan said that Yang Jiyong tried every means to win Mo Hua into the Taoist Army.

Situ Fang nodded and said:

 “Okay, I'll do as you say.”

 After that, Situ Fang invited two elders of the Situ family.

 One is Situ Jin, and the other is a tall and thin foundation-building monk.

 Everyone discussed the specific details, including the time to attack the stronghold, the hiding place, the equipment of spiritual weapons, the purchase of elixirs, the overall planning of the monks, etc.

 The discussion was completed, and two hundred nights later, more than two hundred monks from the Situ family gathered and set off for the barren mountains of Nanyue City.

 The barren mountains are dark at night, the moon is cold and the forest is deep.

 Withered grass and strange trees cast strange shadows.

Occasionally, monsters and beasts cry out, weeping or complaining, which only adds to the silence.

Everyone was dressed in black and walked quickly without saying a word until midnight. Under the guidance of Mo Hua, they arrived outside the zombie village.

 In front of us is the bare stone forest.

Mo Hua lowered his voice and said, "I'll go in and take a look first. You guys wait for my news."

 After speaking, without waiting for Situ Fang's response, he quietly disappeared.

Situ Fang was slightly startled.

 The two elders of the Situ family behind her were also stunned for a moment, and then looked horrified.

 Missing?

 Just disappear without showing any breath?

They were building the foundation, but they didn't know how the ink paintings disappeared. In their consciousness, the surroundings were empty, without any trace.

How could they not see through the concealment of a Qi Refining monk?

What kind of invisibility is this?

When several people were surprised, Mo Hua had already used Water Step and sneaked into the zombie village.

 In front of the gate of the zombie village, there were four or five more people guarding it than the day before.

It seems that Zhang Quan is still not at ease.

A fake version of Yan Jiaoxi's "Chenchen Formation" was also set up around the gate.

Mo Hua was invisible and walked swaggeringly through the "Chen Chen Array", then jumped up to the roof with ease, and found Yan Jiaoxi's room with ease.

 It was getting late, and Yan Jiaoxi was still reading the formation book.

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and saw no one around, so he quietly went in and whispered to Yan Jiaoxi:

“Yan Jiaoxi, I'll help you out tonight, please clean up first.”

Yan Jiaoxi was reading the book seriously when a whisper suddenly came from a dark corner and he was startled.

When he heard who the voice belonged to, he was surprised but did not say anything, but nodded calmly.

 After that, Yan Jiaoxi started to get up and quietly packed up the formation books and formation diagrams.

Mo Hua took advantage of this period of time to dismantle the defensive formations of the zombie village.

 Ink painting can be solved very quickly.

 Because there is no need to cover up the traces, and there is no need to worry about damage to the formation, the ink brush is easy to use, and the technique is simple and rough.

 As soon as day breaks and the war begins, these formations will be destroyed.

 So you're welcome to use ink painting.

 If something is easy to explain, he will explain it.

 Some of them were more complicated, but he was too lazy to explain them, so he just drew some counter-spiritual formations.

Once these formations are activated, the spiritual power will be inconsistent and the formation patterns will be disordered, causing the formations to self-destruct.

It's just that this kind of self-destruction is less powerful, far from the extent of the formation's disintegration.

 The original intention of the ink painting is to only destroy the formation.

Rather than using formations to kill and injure the corpse cultivators in the zombie village.

 He doesn't have the time yet.

 In the huge zombie village, the ink paintings are familiar and the roads are familiar, running around.

 Either climb the wall, climb the roof, climb the beam, or drill into the cave...

 The formations in the stronghold were either dismantled or destroyed, and all were destroyed one by one.

 This route was also planned by Mo Hua in advance and simulated several times in his mind.

 Strive to destroy the most formations in the shortest time.

 Two or three hours later, the formations in the zombie village were completely destroyed by the ink paintings.

Mo Hua was a little tired. He rested for a while, thought about it, and then went to Zhang Quan's secret room again.

 Zhang Quan is meditating and resting.

His corpse-control bell is placed in a storage bag, and the storage bag is placed on his waist.

Mo Hua observed him for many days. Zhang Quan never left his bag, nor his bag.

He always carried the corpse-control bell with him in his storage bag and never took it out.

Unless you silence him, you can't get the storage bag or the corpse control bell.

Mo Hua, on the other hand, can only refine Qi, so in a head-on fight, he is definitely no match for Zhang Quan.

 He doesn't have the same talent or cultivation as the younger senior brother and younger sister.

Even if you hit him with a sap, you can't knock Zhang Quan unconscious.

The ink painting is a bit of a pity.

It seems that my guess is correct. Under normal circumstances, the corpse control bell cannot be stolen.

 Zhang Quan is not a fool and will not give him this opportunity.

Mo Hua went to the corpse cave again.

 The Corpse Cave is used by the Walking Corpse Village to refine and raise zombies.

The coffins with the iron corpses were placed in the deepest part of the charnel house. Mo Hua took a look and saw that several corpse cultivators were guarding them all night long. There was an early warning formation nearby and they couldn't get close.

 These iron corpses were unguarded before.

 It seems that Zhang Quan suffered a disadvantage and had a long memory, so he did not dare to be careless at all.

 “Now we're in trouble…”

Mo Hua frowned.

The bell cannot be stolen, and the iron corpse cannot move its hands or feet.

 If they really take action, they will definitely suffer a loss.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and shook his head slightly.

 It seems that there is no way to solve it just by yourself for the time being.

Mo Hua then stood up and left the zombie village first.

 When he went outside the stronghold, he met Situ Fang and said truthfully:

“I've solved the formation, but I can't steal the corpse-controlling bell, and the iron corpse can't get close.”

Situ Fang was slightly startled.

 Being able to untie the formation was already beyond her expectation.

As for the corpse-controlling bell and the iron corpse, she didn't ask for these.

"It's okay. It's already good if we can unlock the formation." Situ Fang said, "Next, shall we act according to the plan?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "But there is no need to attack by force. The main purpose is to harass and cause chaos in the village."

 “Okay.” Situ Fang said.

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi again and said:

“Let's take advantage of the chaos and rescue Yan Jiaoxi first.”

 “Yeah.” Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi nodded.

 So when the sky is still dark and people's hearts are tired.

Situ Fang and the two foundation-building elders of the Situ family took more than two hundred monks of the Situ family, walked secretly in black, and entered the zombie village.

At the gate of the zombie village, several corpses were making a fire and drinking, talking vaguely.

Elder Ji Zhu took the lead and relied on his quick movements to arrive at the corpse cultivators in an instant. Then he used all his strength to kill all the corpse cultivators guarding the door with the force of thunder!

 After making sure that no one was around, he asked the other monks of the Situ family to follow.

 After killing several waves like this, he was still discovered by the corpse cultivator.

 The alarm bell is ringing in the Walking Dead Village.

 In the dark night, a few torches were lit to illuminate the village brightly.

The robber drew his knife, and the corpse cultivator rang the corpse-controlling bell.

 Coffins trembled one after another, the coffin lids were lifted, and the corpses crawled out of the coffins...

Situ Fang's eyes flashed coldly and he said coldly:

"kill!"

The monks of the Situ family no longer concealed their auras. They drew out their swords one after another, circulated their spiritual power, and shouted loudly:

"kill!"

 In an instant, the zombie village was filled with murderous aura.

 The swords struck each other, and spiritual power burst out.

On the other side, Mo Hua has already brought Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to rescue Yan Jiaoxi.

Mo Hua said: "Brother and sister, please send Yan Jiaoxi out first."

Bai Zisheng asked: "What about you?"

 “I have something else to do.”

Bai Zisheng shook his head and said, "No, it's too dangerous here. You and Zixi will send Mr. Yan out, and I'll stay here to break up the family!"

 Bai Zisheng said it with righteousness and righteousness.

Mo Hua saw through his mind at a glance, "You want to stay and fight..."

Bai Zisheng defended: "Nonsense, am I that kind of person?"

 Just saying this, I feel a little guilty.

Mo Hua then advised him: "I'll go find Zhang Quan first and keep an eye on him to prevent him from running away..."

"Send Yan Jiaoxi out, and then come back to me. We will join together and capture Zhang Quan."

When Bai Zisheng heard this, his eyes lit up, "Okay!"

Bai Zixi glanced at Mo Hua and whispered:

"Be careful."

 “Hmm,” Mo Hua nodded.

Yan Jiaoxi also looked at the ink painting with a worried expression. He wanted to say something, but Bai Zisheng pulled him away.

 Go early and come back early.

 He wanted to come back early and kill that **** Zhang Quan.

After Yan Jiaoxi left, Mo Hua looked around, his mind moved slightly, and he reinforced some formations inside the room.

In this way, even if the corpse cultivator finds something is wrong and wants to break in, he will have to go through a lot of troubles.

 After drawing the formation, Mo Hua used concealment and slipped into Zhang Quan's secret room.

 Zhang Quan's secret room, to Mo Hua, is like a free inn. You can come and leave whenever you want.

 At this time, Zhang Quan still had no idea.

He was looking solemn and chatting with several leading corpse cultivators:

 “…How can there be enemies?”

“…How did they discover Shanzhai?”

"how many people?"

 “It's too dark to see clearly.”

 “As few as one or two hundred, as many as four or five hundred…”

 “Who is the force? Daotingsi?”

“It doesn't look like... wearing black clothes, unidentified.”

 “It's probably other forces.”

“Damn it, he just knocked on the door for no reason! It's too much to bully someone!”

 “Is there any foundation built?”

 “There seem to be one or two…”

 “Head of the household, what should I do?”

 Zhang Quan thought for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Do you really think our zombie village is a soft persimmon?"

 A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes:

“Give me the order to wake up all the zombies and iron zombies. Now that they are here, don't let them leave. It just so happens that our zombie village has not been open for a long time and we are about to get a batch of 'goods'.”

A corpse cultivator hesitated and said:

“Head of the family, the few of us may have a hard time controlling the Iron Corpse, I'm afraid…”

 Zhang Quan was silent, seeming to be hesitating.

 After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

“It doesn't matter, I will open an altar to burn incense, worship the portrait of the ancestor, and offer sacrifices to the corpse-controlling blood bell!”

“Let these invading young people become blood food in the belly of an iron corpse!”

 Several corpse cultivators were overjoyed and exclaimed with excitement, "You are a wise leader!"

Mo Hua was startled when he heard this.

 Open the altar and offer bells?

 Worship the portrait of the ancestor?

 If he is offering sacrifices to bells, does he have to take out the bells?

 If you take it out, will you have a chance to steal it?

After all, in a head-on battle, one's own side would suffer heavy casualties against these corpse cultivators and fearless zombies.

If you grab the copper bell, you can save a lot of casualties.

There is one more thing that Mo Hua is very concerned about.

 Worship the portrait of the ancestor?

 What kind of ancestor is this patriarch?

 What kind of portrait is this portrait?

 Could it be that…

 (End of this chapter)

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