Asking About Longevity Chapter 618

Chapter 618 The eagle catches the bird

  Half a day later.

 Canglang Mountain, Luopan Mountain Road.

Mo Hua and several people came to a rugged rock beside the mountain road.

Those three family disciples died here.

The body has been buried, but there are still faint traces of blood on some gravel and vegetation.

These blood stains were relatively concentrated. It was obvious that the deceased did not panic or struggle. He was killed instantly by a blow. At that time, all the blood flowed out and he fell straight down.

Moreover, according to people from Daotingsi, the disciples who died were inexplicably disemboweled after death, and their death conditions were quite miserable.

Of course, in Mo Hua's eyes, this is actually nothing.

 He is a demon hunter and has seen many **** scenes since he was a child.

Mo Hua stared at the stones on the ground curiously, looking around with a strange look on his face.

Murong Caiyun said doubtfully:

 “Junior brother, what are you looking at?”

Mo Hua pondered: "According to my experience, this Yin Lao Er definitely didn't want to kill these disciples on a temporary basis..."

“He was watching all the way for a long time. When he arrived at this remote place, he suddenly took action and killed him with one blow..."

 “After killing someone, disembowel them…”

 “This is either a habit of hiding the second child...”

 “Either, he wants to cover up something...”

 Ink Hua holds his chin, looking very "professional".

Murong Caiyun and others had subtle expressions.

 “Your experience…”

“Junior brother, do you often do this kind of thing?”

Mo Hua nodded, suddenly startled, and immediately shook his head and said: "I am a serious monk! How could I possibly do something like 'killing people and stealing goods'?!"

 You guys, don't slander me!

"All right…"

Murong Caiyun didn't ask further questions. She knew that her junior brother was an eccentric person and sometimes had bad intentions, so it would be in vain to ask.

 “Can you find out the whereabouts of Yin Laoer?”

Murong Caiyun asked everyone again.

Ouyang Feng glanced around with his spiritual consciousness and shook his head slightly, "After a few days, the remaining spiritual power is very weak, and I can't see anything..."

Shangguan Xu also said: "This is still in the mountains. The mountain wind, mist, miasma, and evil spirits are all mixed together. It is even more difficult to distinguish the traces of the monks' spiritual power..."

 “That Yin Lao Er may have thought of this, so he started here.”

Murong Caiyun frowned.

 In this case, there will be no clues and it will be difficult to pursue it.

Mo Hua also frowned.

What he sensed with his spiritual consciousness was the same as everyone else's. The remaining spiritual energy on the blood stains was very weak, and was mixed with the miasma and demonic energy from the mountain, making it somewhat mixed.

 Mo Hua has a keen sense of consciousness, and he can distinguish these breaths clearly, but it is useless.

 The traces of spiritual power left by Yin Lao Er are indeed too weak.

 If this continues, I have no idea where Yin Laoer has escaped.

 “The traces are too faint…”

Mo Hua's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he thought of Cilei Wen unconsciously.

Between heaven and earth, some things do exist, but monks cannot see them when their spiritual awareness is not strong.

 Like secondary thunder streaks.

The secondary thunder lines melted into the magnetic current, the lines are subtle and very obscure.

Ordinary monks cannot detect it at all, but it does not mean that the secondary thunder pattern does not exist.

Similarly, just because the traces are too faint, does not mean that there are no clues...

 All things in heaven, earth, and everything come into being in one breath.

 Spiritual power is one of all things in the world.

 The law of formation contains the principles of heaven and earth and all things.

So, since formations can be calculated, can everything in the world, including the spiritual energy trajectory of monks, also be "calculated"?

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly, and he began to secretly use the divine calculations to sense the faint traces of spiritual power.

 But after a moment, nothing can be sensed...

 Spiritual power is still just spiritual power.

 There is no change at all.

 Ink painting does not believe in evil.

He felt that there must be some mysteries in the spiritual power. If he could not perceive it, it did not mean that it did not exist. It was just because his spiritual consciousness was not powerful enough...

Mo Hua's pupils were slightly dark, and he started the secret calculation again, forcibly increasing his own calculation.

 More than ten breaths later, Mo Hua's expression was shocked.

 He discovered that the traces of spiritual power left by Yin Laoer began to undergo strange changes.

Those concrete spiritual powers began to produce inexplicable and illusory textures...

These textures are interlocked like a chain of cause and effect...

It is very similar to those terrible nightmares that covet Yu'er, those deformed and twisted demons and monsters, the chains of cause and effect they pull when they crawl out of the void...

 The difference is that the demon's causal chains are gray-black, evil and putrid.

 The traces of cause and effect that can be seen in ink paintings today are light blue, with fine lines and interlocking cycles...

 Ink painting is shocking.

Could this be...

 The real divine calculation?

 Tianji calculations, calculations of all things in the sky, and thorough understanding of the principles of heaven and earth...

 Starting from the formation of the great avenue, and then to the spiritual power of the essence of the formation;

 The breath of spiritual power that pervades all things in heaven and earth;

Even the cause and effect fate of all people and things in the world, and finally calculate the secrets of heaven and fully understand the way of heaven?

 Is this...a divine calculation? !

Ink Hua felt that his mind was clear and his thoughts suddenly broadened. In an instant, he had a clear understanding of the secret of heaven.

But it was only for this moment. As the spiritual consciousness was consumed, this glimmer of enlightenment also gradually faded away. In the vision of the spiritual consciousness, those textures of heaven and traces of cause and effect also gradually faded away.

"not good…"

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and quickly seized the time to continue to deduce Yin Lao Er's spiritual power.

Yin Laoer's remaining spiritual power gradually peeled off cause and effect, with overlapping textures and interlocking cycles, condensing into a trace of qi, curling up from the spiritual power, and then extending into the distance like a guide...

Mo Hua was refreshed, he reached out and pointed to Canglang Mountain to the west, and said decisively:

 “He fled into the mountains!”

 Everyone was startled.

Murong Caiyun looked at the ink painting with confusion and asked, "How do you know?"

Mo Hua thought for a while, made up a reason, and said seriously:

 “If I were the murderer, I would run over there too!”

 Everyone was speechless for a moment.

Ouyang Feng laughed and said gently:

“Okay, then we'll listen to you, the 'little murderer', and go over and have a look…”

Murong Caiyun said helplessly:

 “That's all.”

Since there are no other clues now, let's just listen to Mo Hua's words and go to Canglang Mountain to the west to have a look.

And she also feels that her junior brother's intuition has always been very accurate when it comes to such “inexplicable” things...

Murong Caiyun and others then set off and walked west of Canglang Mountain.

Mo Hua walked at the end and looked back at the blood stains on the ground and the traces of spiritual energy remaining on the blood stains.

This kind of trajectory is deduced through the calculation of heaven's secrets. It is a "qi machine" of spiritual power and cause and effect, but it is not a real "heaven secret".

But this trace of "qi" should be a sign of "heaven's secret".

 My spiritual thoughts are limited, and I can only see the "qi movement".

But as long as you continue to work hard and make calculations, one day, your calculations will be completed, your spiritual thoughts will be upgraded, and you will be able to see through the spiritual power mechanism, and thus deduce the truly grand, all-encompassing cause and effect, and the real "divine secret" of the people's life.

The eyes painted in ink are sparkling, with traces of celestial textures, as bright as stars.

 When he turned to leave, the luster in his eyes was restrained and settled in the bottom of his eyes.

 His eyes were a little clearer and a little deeper.

To the west of Luopan Mountain Road is the depth of Canglang Mountain.

The terrain here is complex. In addition to rugged rocks, there are also streams, swamps, thick soil mixed with fallen leaves, and deep, mist-shrouded forests.

 After walking for dozens of miles, everyone finally discovered unusual traces.

 A demonic snake as thick as an arm was cut in half at the waist. The wound was smooth, showing that the weapon used for the killing was very sharp.

 Most likely it's a dagger.

 And this snake was in the second-level realm. Although it was only in the early stage, it died cleanly without any trace of struggle. It was obvious that it didn't notice anything before it died...

 “Yinlaoer…”

Everyone's eyes were slightly sharp, and they couldn't help but look at the ink painting.

Mo Hua nodded:

 “I guessed it right!”

Murong Caiyun smiled slightly and praised meaningfully:

 “Yes, I guessed it very accurately...”

 Then she looked slightly solemn, looked at the corpse of the snake demon, and said softly:

“The snake's blood is half dry, so it's obvious that it hasn't been dead for a long time. That second child, Yin, is probably in the mountains.”

"According to what Gu Diansi said, this person is proficient in concealment, has a cunning heart, and is vicious in his attacks. Everyone must be more careful."

A few people nodded solemnly.

 After that, everyone started to capture Yin Laoer in the mountains.

 Catch if you can, and kill if you can't.

 This is the rule that everyone has agreed upon before and it applies to all sinful practices.

 How to do it specifically? With Mo Hua's suggestion, we already have regulations...

Mo Hua prepared a lot of small Yuan magnetic formations, and he set up the formations while searching the mountains.

Canglang Mountain is relatively large, and the terrain here in the mountains is more dangerous and complex.

These small Yuan magnetic arrays may not be able to completely control the wind and grass in the mountains, but they can always have a position.

 It is very useful for identifying directions, checking people, chasing people, or rescuing each other.

 The only problem is that it's a bit expensive.

 A single small-element magnetic array is not expensive, but if it is used more, the cost will be higher.

 Fortunately, Senior Sister Murong said that she could "reimburse".

 She will convert these formations into spirit stones and pay them to Mo Hua.

 For the children of aristocratic families, there is no shortage of spiritual stones. As long as they can earn merit, it is worth it.

With Senior Sister Murong's "reimbursement", Mo Hua became even more "unscrupulous". Along the way, small Yuanci formations were scattered all the way, and a small half of Canglang Mountain was woven into a "Yuanci network".

 The "moth" Yinlaoer is fine if it doesn't get into the net, but once it gets into the net, it will be "hard to fly"...

Hua Qianqian looked at the formations scattered all over the ink paintings. She also held several compasses in her hand. She looked at them all the way and couldn't help but said with concern:

“Junior Brother Mo, you have deployed so many formations, can you handle them with both your spiritual consciousness and your mind?”

The more Xiaoyuan magnetic arrays are deployed and the brighter they are, the more troublesome it is to monitor these arrays...

"it does not matter."

Mo Hua said modestly, "My consciousness is not bad, not weak..."

 Hua Qianqian is still a little worried.

 After a moment, Mo Hua was suddenly startled, pointing to a floating point on a compass and saying:

 “There's someone here!”

Everyone was startled for a moment, and then their faces lit up with joy.

 The deep mountains of Canglang Mountain are completely deserted. If there is someone at this time, it is most likely Yin Laoer.

 “Go and have a look!” Murong Caiyun said.

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

 Then Mo Hua and others arrived at the place pointed by the compass. This is a small forest. The foot of a big tree in the forest has a small Yuan magnetic array buried in an ink painting.

At this time, there was another corpse of a monster near the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array.

This is a monkey demon. It fell to the ground, its throat was separated, and its belly was disemboweled. The inner elixir was taken away. The blood soaked the rotten mud and fallen leaves.

 Monkey demon humanoid.

The way it died... was almost exactly the same as that of the three disciples.

　　It is indeed the hidden second child!

Murong Caiyun released his spiritual consciousness and saw that the surroundings were dead and there was no figure of the monks, so he asked Mo Hua: "Do you know where the person is?"

Mo Hua glanced at Yuanci Compass and pointed to the right, "Over there."

"good."

Murong Caiyun nodded.

Then everyone continued to chase and reached a creek, but there was no sign of Yin Laoer again. Mo Hua looked at the compass and pointed in the direction...

In this way, although Yin Laoer could not be found, he was closely watched step by step.

Moreover, everyone can feel that they are getting closer and closer to Yin Lao Er.

 If you keep chasing, you will definitely catch up.

 When he thought of this, Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua with a more solemn look.

Mo Hua's ability to set up formations, search mountains, and track is really too strong...

This is because Yin Lao Er is good at hiding and is alert by nature, so he has been chasing him for so long.

If it were an ordinary foundation-building monk, he would have been "caught" by Mo Hua long ago.

 In their hearts, everyone silently looked at the ink painting with admiration.

Mo Hua was concentrating on it, looking at the compass. At the same time, he recalled the shape of Canglang Mountain in his mind, and guessed where Yin Lao Er was hiding.

He felt that they would be able to meet each other soon.

 Following continues…

Sure enough, more than an hour later, they caught up with Yin Laoer.

Yin Laoer, a short, thin man with a sinister face, was roasting some unknown meat in front of a rock.

 He noticed it the moment Mo Hua and others caught up with him.

But he did not run away or become invisible. Instead, he slowly stood up and looked at Murong Caiyun and the others with cold eyes, hoarse voice and confusion:

 “How do you know I'm here?”

Of course Murong Caiyun would not tell him, but said in a deep voice:

“Young Lao Er, you have committed many crimes by slaughtering monks. If you don't catch them without mercy, then don't blame us for being rude..."

Yin Lao Er sneered, "You're welcome, just the four of you?"

Murong Caiyun was startled.

 Four?

She looked around and found that Mo Hua had used the concealment technique at some point and quietly hid somewhere...

 So Yin Laoer only saw four of them.

 “So clever…”

Murong Caiyun sighed in his heart, then his eyes turned cold and he said in a clear voice:

 “The four of us are enough!”

Yin Laoer sneered, cut off a piece of barbecue, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and then said disdainfully:

 “You are overestimating your own capabilities and you want to catch me? In the next life...”

 After speaking in front of everyone, his figure gradually dimmed and finally disappeared.

At the moment when his figure dimmed, Murong Caiyun had already condensed his spells, and the five-color spiritual light shot through the air to kill him. However, the spiritual light fell on the ground, shattering the rocks, but there was no trace of the second son.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu also surrounded and suppressed them, but they also missed.

Yin Laoer had already used the Little Five Elements Concealment Technique and escaped unknowingly.

Murong Caiyun frowned.

At this moment, a soft, crisp voice sounded in her ears, "Senior sister, on the right, the creek..."

Murong Caiyun followed the sound and saw a faint footprint in the gurgling water beside the stream. He immediately pointed with a slender hand and a ray of spiritual light shone through.

Yin Laoer blocked the spiritual light with his dagger, but he couldn't help but show his body shape, with confusion on his face.

Murong Caiyun's eyes narrowed and he said:

"Chase!"

Ouyang Feng and others also nodded, activated their body movements, and chased Yin Laoer.

When Yin Laoer saw this, he sneered, and then disappeared.

Murong Caiyun was halfway through the chase, but Yin Laoer was nowhere to be seen, so he had to stop. At this moment, he heard Mo Hua say again:

 “He got into the grass…”

Ouyang Feng and others also heard this sentence.

 Everyone looked at each other with surprised expressions, then nodded to each other and continued to chase Yin Laoer...

Yin Laoer got into the grass, crossed the stream, climbed over the cliff, and then came to a deserted forest.

He hid himself and climbed up a big tree. He looked at the road he had come from with obscure eyes and his brows were furrowed.

 Can't get rid of it?

what happened…

These sect disciples, only more than 20 years old, clearly cannot see through his concealment, so why can they always catch up with him?

 They don't have any means to break the concealment.

 Along the way, I also carefully checked my clothes and storage bags, and there was no "tracking" spiritual object left on me.

 How do they track themselves?

There is another most critical issue that Yin Laoer cannot figure out.

How did they know that they were hiding in the deep mountains to the west of Canglang Mountain?

 I didn't leave any traces...

 Could it be...

Yin Laoer's heart trembled, "Which powerful monk who is proficient in heavenly secrets and calculations has deduced his own cause and effect, locked his own destiny, and determined his own direction..."

Yin Laoer's heart felt cold. He thought for a moment and shook his head.

impossible…

“With such great power, what can I do with my small role?”

Yin Laoer was puzzled for a hundred times and finally snorted coldly:

 “That's all, let's play with these little brats…”

Ke was playing around, and soon, Yin Laoer felt something was wrong again.

 He discovered the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array.

These small Yuan Magnetic Arrays are exquisitely arranged and have secret techniques. They are the techniques of extremely experienced second-level formation masters.

 In the deep mountains, such small magnetic arrays seem to be everywhere...

 In a daze, Yin Laoer felt that he was like a little bird, and that Canglang Mountain was like a big net.

There is an invisible, intangible, but thoughtful and sinister black hand behind the scenes. He wants to tighten this net step by step and catch himself like a bird!

 It's not him playing with these brats.

 But I am being "played" by them.

Yin Laoer's face darkened, and there was anger in his heart.

What a courage!

 Do you really think you are a soft persimmon and let them manipulate you? !

Yin Laoer's face trembled, and he had murderous intentions in his heart.

 But he restrained himself.

At this time, we can't create extraneous matters.

These sect monks should have high status. If they were really killed, they would get into trouble.

 And if I accidentally get caught by them and sent to Daotingsi, the trouble will be even greater...

What's more, there is a "mastermind" hiding in the dark, watching covetously.

Yin Laoer restrained his anger and continued to flee in Canglang Mountain.

 But he soon discovered that no matter how he ran, he seemed to be unable to escape the pursuit of these sect disciples.

 Lasted for most of the day, Yin Laoer finally couldn't escape, crawling through the grass, drowning in the stream, sinking in the swamp, and even being smeared with demon excrement.

 A fierce murderous intention surged in his heart.

 “Okay! A bunch of little brats!”

　　“I really think I don't dare to kill you?!”

Several monks in the middle -term foundation in the zone, still practicing in Zongmen, did not graduate, I do n't know that the knife tip licked a few drops of blood, so I do n't know that the sky is high and dare to kill myself ...

 His eyes are red.

　　"I will let you die happily..."

"As for the two female disciples, they are bored in the mountains, so kill them first and then use them for entertainment..."

 Be invisible and sneak up on them, one at a time.

 There is no use having too many people.

 It's not like I haven't killed anyone before...

Seeing that several people were chasing after him again, Yin Laoer laughed evilly, and then used the Xiao Wu Xing Concealment Technique to the extreme, completely covering up his figure, and even his spiritual power was not visible.

For a moment, even the ink painting that had been staring at Yin Laoer could no longer "see" his figure.

 Hyinlaoer...completely disappeared...

Mo Hua felt a little chilled in his heart.

 This is...the Small Five Elements Concealment Technique?

How can you actually eliminate your own spiritual existence?

 The ink painting brings the spiritual consciousness to the extreme, and then the pupils are deep.

 He could see faint shadows, but this kind of perception was intermittent and not easy to grasp.

 The body dissipates, the spiritual power is weak and blurry...

Mo Hua suddenly sensed a biting murderous intent.

 He was startled and immediately shouted:

 “Senior Sister Murong, behind you!”

Murong Caiyun, who was quietly searching for the hidden child among the mountains and forests, changed his color when he heard the words, and felt awe-inspiring in his heart. When he couldn't let go, he crushed the talisman that he had held in his hand for a long time.

 Golden Bell Talisman!

 A layer of faint golden light condensed into a golden bell, protecting her whole body.

At the same time, a sharp dagger tempered with water poison suddenly appeared and cut Murong Caiyun on the back of the neck.

But it was cut on the golden bell filled with golden light.

 The golden light faded layer by layer, and the dagger moved forward inch by inch.

The golden bell could not hold up, but after a breath or two, Murong Caiyun used his skills to retreat.

Ouyang Feng dodged and stood in front of Murong Caiyun, then stabbed out his sword and attacked the place where the dagger was.

Shangguan Xu also slashed out his sword and surrounded and killed him from behind.

Hua Qianqian also spread out hundreds of flower spiritual needles, sealing the gaps.

Yin Laoer cursed, twisted his body, and ran away from the two sword energy, but was stabbed by a spiritual needle in the shoulder.

Yin Laoer, who escaped, used the concealment technique again and disappeared completely.

 There was no sound, not even the sound of footsteps.

Ouyang Feng and others looked solemn and on alert, guarding against Yin Laoer's sneak attack.

 But the mountains and forests were deathly silent, with piles of dead leaves and no movement at all.

At this moment, Murong Caiyun suddenly looked into the distance, his beautiful face turned pale, and he shouted urgently: "Ink painting!"

 Under a big tree in the distance.

There was nothing originally, but a swift and sinister dagger appeared out of thin air, entwined with cold spiritual power, and stabbed out suddenly.

 Under the dagger, there was originally nothing.

 But when the dagger was thrust out, a light blue water shadow appeared out of thin air.

 The water flow is invisible and has many overlapping shadows.

A light figure emerged from under the dagger, like a river flowing away from the tide, retreating calmly.

 The second-grade passing water step!

Mo Hua used Water Step to escape the blow, but his figure was also revealed.

On the other side, Yin Laoer, who was holding a dagger and missed a single blow, also showed his face.

He looked at the ink painting, his expression suffocated, his eyes full of disbelief...

The "mastermind" who is hiding in the dark and setting up the Yuanci Net in Canglang Mountain, staring at himself like an eagle catching a bird, forcing him to flee here and there...

　　Why is he such a childish kid? !

 (End of this chapter)

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