Asking About Longevity Chapter 690

Chapter 690 Crisis

 But there is one more thing that Mo Hua is very concerned about.

According to what the old man from the fishing village said, there was once a monk with slender eyebrows and a sword on his back who entered the blood mist alone and came back safely, leaving behind the words of blood mist and blood fish.

Who is this monk?

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

"He can see through the blood mist, which shows that his spiritual consciousness is very strong. If he can come back safely from the small fishing village shrouded in the evil god's aura, he must be equipped with the method of killing or protecting with his divine will."

 Carrying a sword on your back…

  Could it be that he is a sword cultivator who is proficient in "converting spiritual thoughts into swords"?

Divinity turns into a sword…

 It's not one of my seniors from the Taixu Sect, right?

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

 After passing through the bottom of the well and entering the disappeared fishing village, you should pay attention to see if there are any traces left by this predecessor.

Since this senior has entered the territory of the evil god, he must have been attacked by the evil god's minions. It is even possible that he has fought against the evil **** head-on.

 In this case, there will be more or less traces of spiritual killing.

Mo Hua asked again: "Uncle Gu, do you have any spiritual tools that can calm the mind or protect the mind?"

“There should be enough of these people in the second-level state boundary. If something unexpected happens, just tell me and I will find a way..."

 But these are not enough…

Opposite is the evil god. Uncle Gu is here, but it is very dangerous.

Gu Changhuai frowned, "Are you hiding something from me?"

 I have mastered the formation at the entrance of the well, so I will have no problem getting in.

Mo Hua quickly said: "No need."

To go to the bottom of the well to find out, Gu An and Gu Quan followed the right.

 “Let's go and have a look first…”

Mo Hua muttered in his heart, and then said: "No."

“Uncle Gu, please don't come!”

 There is murderous intent hidden in the water, and the little tiger will be shattered to pieces.

Even if he is not wiped out by the law of heaven, if he kills himself in turn, it will be enough for him to drink a pot.

 There is something I'm hiding from you, but even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it...

Gu Changhuai: "Just wait a moment, I'll be there right away."

Hundreds of years ago, what happened in this fishing village before it was sacrificed to the evil **** and disappeared completely?

 What else is there in the fishing village today?

The river **** who accepted the sacrifice was an evil **** himself, or was he a **** who was contaminated by the evil **** of the wilderness and thus completely corrupted?

"Besides this, you can use the Gu family's secret order to allocate some more people to prevent unexpected events."

I just don't know if these traces have disappeared after hundreds of years...

The small fishing village is located on the border of the second-level state. If Uncle Gu is contaminated by the evil god, goes crazy, accidentally uses the power of the golden elixir, violates the taboo, and is wiped out by the catastrophe, it will be over.

 Before, he also used the little tiger to explore the road for a short distance.

There is also the Dragon Crossing the River…

 But it is very likely that it was the fishing village that was contaminated by the evil **** and disappeared completely.

 “Hmm,” Mo Hua said.

 What will happen next, Mo Hua still doesn't know.

 Other family-oriented people are helping out, and they themselves are confident.

 The ink paintings began to be analyzed one by one, the dangers in the **** dry well...

 Uncle Gu is still very reliable.

 Since you have decided to go down the well, you must be prepared.

Gu Changhuai hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Then I'll let Gu An and Gu Quan go over. They are both in the late stage of foundation building, have good strength, and are members of the Gu family, so I can rest assured."

Gu Changhuai frowned, "What do you want these for?"

 This monster is probably used to guard the door.

Mo Hua felt that this was a high probability event and said:

  Could he have helpers and just stay dormant in the fishing village?

Mo Hua sighed, feeling very troubled.

Mo Hua nodded.

I know that this well is a dry well. There is a passage and I can keep walking forward, but I don't know how long I have walked before there will be water in front of me.

He couldn't do this kind of thing alone, so he would definitely need help.

Mo Hua thought for a while and wrote to Gu Changhuai:

"Uncle Gu, I found the entrance to the trafficker's stronghold..."

 It may be a mechanism, but the most likely possibility is that it is an aquatic monster.

 Otherwise I can't protect you.

Mo Hua found an excuse and said:

"I'm afraid that the Dragon Crossing the River is like the Fire Buddha. It has cultivated the devil's path and its evil spirit will frighten people's consciousness and shake people's hearts, so I prepare in advance to be prepared."

Gu Changhuai was startled and thought it made sense.

Mo Hua, this kid, is prepared for a rainy day and is really thoughtful...

"There should be similar spiritual weapons in the Gu family's warehouse. I asked Gu An and Gu Quan to pick up a few in my name and bring them to you..."

Gu Changhuai said simply.

 “Thank you, Uncle Gu.”

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief silently.

These meditating spiritual wions are used to deal with the evil god, and ink paintings are not clear, but they always try to try it.

"One more thing..." Mo Hua said, "Uncle Gu, can you help me take two more days off?"

Gu Changhuai remained silent.

Mo Hua said: "The dragons crossing the river are hiding very deep. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch them in one day."

Gu Changhuai sighed, "Okay, in the name of Daotingsi, I will ask for leave from Taixu Sect on your behalf..."

"But if Taixumen allows it, I can't guarantee it."

“Last time I asked for leave on your behalf, the elders of Taixu Sect were not very happy. If I ask for leave this time, they will probably be even less happy..."

Mo Hua also sighed.

There is nothing we can do about it.

You have to go to the bottom of the well, and you have to take a vacation after all.

I hope Mr. Xun can take care of myself, and I can go to Mr. Xun to apologize later.

 “Please give it a try.”

"Um."

 After that, the two of them went their separate ways.

Mo Hua used secret orders from the Gu family to transfer people from the nearby Tao Tingsi.

Gu Changhuai arranged for Gu An and Gu Quan to support the ink painting. At the same time, he wrote a letter from Daotingsi, stamped it with the seal of his Diansi, and sent it to Taixu Gate through the channels of Daotingsi.

 This is a letter asking for leave.

 Gu Changhuai also found a "serious" excuse.

The general idea is that Daotingsi has urgent matters temporarily and needs to ask a disciple of Taixu Sect in the early stage of foundation-building to draw some formations for Daotingsi, which requires two days of vacation.

 If the matter is urgent, please follow the authority. Please give me your permission.

This letter was delivered to Elder Song, who was in charge of disciples' attendance affairs.

 Elder Song's expression immediately dropped.

 It's this little ink painting again!

  This is not true.

Taixu Gate is one of the eight gates in the Qianxue Prefecture. How can it be so easy to enter?

This child is doing well. He runs out every once in a while and asks for leave at every turn.

You don't have to ask for leave by yourself, you have to ask for help from Dao Tingsi, which is quite a big deal.

 Elder Song immediately wanted to reject it.

 But after thinking about it, I still hesitated.

 He put the letter away, went there personally, and handed it to Mr. Xun.

 Seeing Mr. Xun, Elder Song instantly lost his confidence and only whispered:

“Old sir, look at this kid...he, he asked for leave again..."

Mr. Xun was at the table, flipping something unknown, with a serious look on his face, a deep frown on his face, and a faint sense of coercion on his body.

 Elder Song was a little cautious when he spoke.

Mr. Xun said "hmm" without even raising his head.

 Elder Song did not dare to say the same sentence twice, so he just waited aside with a low eyebrow.

　　After a while, Mr. Xun sighed slightly, then raised his head, calmed down the breath on his body, lost the pressure, and became the old, white-haired old gentleman again.

"What did you say?"

"Oh," Elder Song finally took a breath and whispered, "That...that kid Mo Hua, he asked for leave again..."

 “For what reason did you ask for leave?”

“It is said that Daotingsi has important matters and wants his help.”

 “How many days will it take?”

 Elder Song said displeasedly: "Two days..."

Mr. Xun said casually: "It's only two days, just invite me. What's the big deal? It won't delay much practice..."

 Is this something that delays your spiritual practice...

Elder Song was slandering in his heart, but he did not dare to say it outright, so he euphemistically said: "I'm afraid that it will break the rules of the sect and have a bad influence..."

Mr. Xun raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's broken?"

"Door…"

Elder Song glanced at Mr. Xun and couldn't continue, so he could only say helplessly:

“It's not a good idea for him to always invite people like this. I'm afraid my fellow disciples will criticize him...”

Mr. Xun had a serious face, "What are you criticizing? If other disciples are capable, let the Daoting Secretary ask them to do things and ask for leave for them. I will approve it for any number of days."

 “Do they have this ability?”

"Formation is something you can't just draw well on your own. You have to use it and let others know about it."

“Staying in the sect every day, studying and practicing without knowing how to apply it, is a bad thing.”

 Elder Song was left speechless.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Xun softened his tone and said softly:

 “What's more, this is also a good thing...”

 Elder Song was slightly startled.

Mr. Mr.

"Why do you ask me, Taixu Sect, for help, but not the four major sects, Tai'amen, Chongxu Sect, and the other eight sects and twelve sects?"

"This naturally shows that our Taixu Sect disciples are good and our disciples are capable."

“Tell me, is this a good thing for me, Taixumen?”

 Elder Song was stunned for a moment, unable to refute for a moment.

He thought about it carefully again and felt that this was indeed the case...

Apart from ink paintings, he didn't see any disciple from Dao Tingsi who was willing to send a letter of "asking for leave" to the sect for the sake of any disciple.

 Isn't this just because my disciples of Taixu Sect are very capable, but the disciples of Taixu Sect are good at it?

For a moment, Elder Song felt that he was so proud...

Mr. Xun gave Elder Song a faint look and said, "Understood?"

 Elder Song could not help but nodded.

Mr. Xun then concluded: "That's it, you leave the letter, I have other things to do." Upon hearing this, Elder Song immediately raised his hands and said respectfully:

 “Then I won't disturb the old gentleman.”

After speaking, Elder Song left the letter behind and left.

After Elder Song left, Mr. Xun continued to study something on the table.

 This is a compass.

The sky is round and the place is round, the longitude and latitude are intertwined, there are heavenly stems and earthly branches, and the numerology of all directions is profound and complicated.

Mr. Xun looked at the compass and concentrated on the deduction, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his expression became more and more serious.

 After a long time, he sighed and said helplessly:

 “My Taixumen's algorithm… really doesn't work…”

 “Can't figure it out…”

Mr. Xun's cloudy eyes showed a hint of sharpness.

These days, he always feels worried, as if Taixumen has been targeted by a terrifying existence because of something.

 This matter is of no small importance, it is related to the fate of the sect.

 But no matter how much he thought, how he kept scheming, and how he repeatedly deduced, he could not clear up the fog and see the truth.

Suddenly, he could only see that the Taixu Gate seemed to be sealed layer by layer by a purple, eroded chain of cause and effect.

 A pair of blood-red, terrifying eyes stared covetously at Taixu Gate.

This kind of crisis lurks in the darkness.

 There must be someone who is promoting a weird conspiracy against Taixu Sect.

 But on the surface, nothing happened.

Mr. Xun frowned, and suddenly remembered his senior brother's words, and sighed in his heart.

Brother is right, if the Taixu Sect was in its heyday in the past, there would be no need to worry about these demons and monsters. Even if there are all kinds of evils, causes and consequences, and evil thoughts, they can all be killed with one sword!

only…

Mr. Xun's eyes were filled with sadness.

Nowadays, all the divine swords have been dusted, and all swordsmanship is forbidden. No one can practice it, no one dares to practice it, and no one will practice it anymore.

 Otherwise, I don't have to bite the bullet and delve into these crappy arithmetic...

Mr. Xun felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

 He looked at the compass for a while, and soon he felt that his consciousness was drying up and his sea of ​​consciousness was tingling.

Mr. Xun rubbed his brow, then closed the compass on the table and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, he opened his eyes again. He planned to continue the deduction, but accidentally saw the letter on the table.

It has Gu Changhuai's seal printed on it.

 “Gu family…”

Mr. Xun nodded slightly.

It seems that Mo Hua's relationship with the Gu family is really good.

When he thought of ink paintings, Mr. Xun's mood involuntarily relaxed a lot, and his consciousness was no longer so dry.

 This child's talent for cultivating is a bit lacking.

 But his spiritual talent is extremely high.

At present, it is only in the early stage of foundation building, but the spiritual consciousness has already reached the extremely outrageous realm of sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness, which is really unbelievable.

　　　It can be said that I, Taixumen, picked up a treasure.

 As for the seventeen lines…

Mr. Xun thought for a moment and shook his head.

 The barrier to the last middle level of the Foundation Establishment Realm is too deep and cannot be broken through overnight.

 It is estimated that it will be in the middle stage of foundation building, or even in the late stage of foundation building, with the help of the improvement of realm, that one can break through the barrier of sea of ​​consciousness and break through the bottleneck of spiritual consciousness in one go.

 There's no rush...

 During this period, it is necessary to settle down, learn more formations, and lay a firmer foundation.

Mr. Xun was slightly startled. Only then did he realize that he had not paid attention to the child Mo Hua for quite some time.

However, this child has an upright heart, good talent, hard work, and is very worry-free. He doesn't need to tell him anything.

Not only that, he even taught part of the formation class for himself.

Mr. Xun was very pleased.

He was ready to continue to deduce the compass, but as soon as his consciousness came to him, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The figure of the child in the ink painting is vague and unclear, and he is busy, but he does not seem to be drawing a formation.

Mr. Xun was stunned for a moment, and his heart sank slightly.

 What is this kid Mo Hua doing?

 Besides drawing formations, he can't do anything else, right?

 In addition to drawing formations…

Mr.

Mr. Xun frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

 On the other side, in a small fishing village.

Gu An and Gu Quan, following Gu Changhuai's order, rushed to the small fishing village and brought several spiritual weapons to protect the gods.

 A clearing mirror.

 A soothing jade.

There is also a hairpin to ward off evil spirits.

These three spiritual weapons are treasured by the Gu family. Although they are only second-grade, their effects are special and the materials used are scarce, so they are quite precious.

I don't know if ink painting is useful, so I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse, so I'll give it a try.

In addition, Mo Hua used the secret order of the Gu family to summon more than twenty Gu family monks from the foundation realm.

The risks at the bottom of the well are unknown, so we definitely can't go down there all, and there aren't many spiritual weapons to soothe the gods.

 Mo Hua planned that he and Gu An and Gu Quan, two late-stage foundation-building monks, would go down first to explore the path and feel out the situation, with the spiritual weapon that could calm the mind and calm the mind, and then make their own plans.

 This is also the safest way at present.

 After that, Mo Hua asked Gu An and Gu Quan, as Daotingsi, to order all the fishing cultivators in the small fishing village to return home and stay behind closed doors.

 Let the other monks of the Gu family be stationed closely in the small fishing village.

 Before departure, a fisherman found the ink painting.

He is the eldest son of Lao Yutou and the father of Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi. Mo Hua remembers his name, which is "Yu Dahe".

Without saying a word, Yu Dahe knelt down and pleaded resolutely:

 “Young Master, I'm going too!”

Mo Hua helped him up, shook his head and said, "No, it's very dangerous."

Yu Dahe knelt down, his eyes slightly red, "Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi are my biological sons..."

Mo Hua sighed and thought for a long time before agreeing: "Okay."

Yu Dahe looked happy and grateful.

 The ink painting is slightly moving.

This time's destination is a fishing village polluted by the evil god.

 I am not a fishing cultivator, and I don't know much about many fishing cultivators, so taking it with me in Dahe should be of great help.

What's more, it was his two sons who were saved.

If these two children cannot be saved, Yu Dahe, the father, will have to bear double the pain of losing his son. Rather than doing this, it is better to let him fight.

 After that, Mo Hua took Gu An, Gu Quan, and Yu Dahe to the well behind the small fishing village.

Gu An had already observed the whole journey and couldn't help but ask:

“Young Master, isn't that dragon crossing the river hiding in this well?”

Mo Hua nodded.

 Gu An and Gu Cang looked at each other.

Yu Dahe also said weakly: "This is the well for our village to draw water. We can't hide people in it..."

　　“Just watch it…”

 After finishing the ink painting, he took out his pen and ink and began to draw formations around the well.

 After drawing the formation, the formation pattern lit up, the well trembled suddenly, and then, like that night, its original appearance was revealed.

 This is a dry well, and it is also the real entrance to the evil god.

 At the same time, scarlet blood mist poured out.

It's just that this kind of blood mist can only be seen in ink paintings.

Gu An, Gu Quan and the other three looked shocked. They didn't expect that the secret was really hidden in the well.

 But they couldn't see the color of blood in the fog. They only felt that the fog was heavier and their bodies were cooler. It was obviously daytime, but it was a bit cold.

Just as Mo Hua was about to go down, he suddenly thought of something else.

He remembered that that night, when the Dragon Crossing the River jumped into the well, he was carrying a fish basket and brought several big dead fish with him.

That kind of dead fish, with a big head and stripes on its body, looks a bit ugly.

 There is something unclear about the ink painting.

 What is the purpose of the dead fish that the Dragon Crossing the River carries?

He thought about it for a while and felt that since the dragon crossing the river took him with him, he must also take it with him.

 If you don't know something, it's always right to learn from others.

 Mo Hua took out a pen and paper, drew the appearance of the dead fish, and then asked Yu Dahe, "What kind of fish is this?"

Yu Dahe frowned and looked at it for a long time before he remembered, "It should be a dead grouper."

"Dead grouper fish?" Mo Hua was slightly startled, but he didn't ask much, but said directly: "Can I get it?"

 “Yes!” Yu Dahe said firmly.

He then ran to Qiancun without saying a word. After about an hour of burning incense, Yu Dahe came back, carrying three big dead fish in his hands, which were exactly three gray and ugly "dead grouper fish".

 Looks like it was borrowed from someone in the village.

Mo Hua nodded.

 Now that we are well prepared, we can go down into the well.

 Before going down the well, Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and finally warned him again:

“As I said before, this well is very dangerous. After entering, you must follow my instructions and make no mistake at all, otherwise the consequences may be very terrible...”

Yu Dahe was startled for a moment, then gritted his teeth and nodded seriously.

Mo Hua said to Gu An and Gu Quan:

 “Brother Xiao An, Brother Xiao Quan, you guys too.”

 Gu An and Gu Quan looked slightly stern, but they both nodded firmly.

They are from the Gu family and work in the Daoting Division. They deal with evil cultivators on a daily basis, and the risks are not small.

Although they don't say they regard death as home, they are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

What's more, they don't feel that their lives are more valuable than the little Mr. Mo in front of them.

Young Master Mo, who is so old and is only in the early stage of foundation building, can take risks with his own life. How can his two brothers be so timid?

 “Little Master Mo, we all listen to you.”

 Gu An and Gu Quan said in unison.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, then took a deep breath, looked at the unfathomable bottom of the well shrouded in blood mist, and said in a deep voice:

 “Go down.”

 “Yeah!” Gu An and the other three nodded.

 Then Gu An and Gu Quan jumped down first.

Yu Dahe muttered the names of his two youngest sons in his heart, and followed closely with a firm look on his face.

The last thing was the ink painting. He no longer hesitated and jumped into the **** well that led to the evil god.

 (End of this chapter)

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