Asking About Longevity Chapter 721

Chapter 721 Disaster arises

Cheng Mo and others were puzzled, "Senior brother, what do you want these things for?"

Mo Hua said seriously: "This matter is related to Daoting's driver secrets. I can't tell you yet, and I haven't got anything to study it, so I'm not sure..."

 Daoting driver's secret!

 All the disciples were filled with awe.

As expected of a young senior brother, he even knows the secrets of Daoting's driver.

“But,” some disciples wondered, “the encrypted letters are okay, the blank jade slips, the messenger orders with the message erased... these should be useless.”

"It's okay, I have my own solution." Mo Hua said calmly.

"oh oh."

 The disciples nodded somewhat blankly.

  Yuan Magnetic Formation is an alternative deviant formation, a branch of the Bagua Thunder Formation, but it is outside the orthodox and universal inheritance of the Five Elements and Bagua Formation.

The Taixu Sect does not teach, and their disciples generally have little contact with it and know very little about it.

Some of them are indeed the evil weapons of the demon cultivator, but after the demon cultivator is arrested, most of the storage bags will be confiscated by the Daotingsi.

Mo Hua thought for a while and then said: "If we find clues, we can issue a reward through Daotingsi. Everyone can earn some merit by following the gangsters."

However, through calculations in the ink paintings, we can faintly see that these evil weapons have some **** cause and effect attached to them.

 Hand out the reward through the Daoting Bureau!

“Senior brother, I picked up a broken sword. I don't know if it is of any use...”

 Many times, the most junior disciples like them can only accept simple rewards, or the remaining rewards from others.

 Everyone was shocked.

If you can get this kind of token, there will be a lot of things to "research".

In Mo Hua's speculation, since these demon cultivators can get together, it will definitely not be spontaneous. At least there will be a small organization, or it may be a branch of a certain demon sect.

Mo Hua was looking forward to it.

Other disciples were shocked and had expressions of surprise. When they looked at the ink painting again, their eyes were different, even with a hint of respect.

"Senior Brother, your Bagua Mountain Stone Armor is really useful. Those evil cultivators who practice demon skills and are extremely powerful won't hurt us at all if they hit us with their fists and feet. These are some jade slips they carry, Daotingsi checked and found nothing, little senior brother, please take a look..."

 A group of disciples agreed one after another.

The basic principle of the Demon Sect Token should be similar to that of Taixu Sect or other sect orders. They all use the Yuan Magnetic Formation to build the bottom layer and expand their functions.

 But it's really just an ordinary goat demon's horn, and has nothing to do with the Great Desolate Evil God.

So for a period of time after that, disciples from the same sect came to Mo Hua to "offer treasures" every now and then:

"Little senior brother, little senior brother, I used the method you taught me to catch a bandit who is very good at water. I found a demon bone from him. It looks like the bone of a water demon. Can you see if there is anything fishy about it... "

Not only do you have to compete with your classmates, but you also have to compete with the senior brothers and sisters who are in the next year.

Within half a month, Mo Hua got a bunch of things in his hands.

What's more, good rewards are extremely precious and must be robbed.

If this is the case, there is a high probability that there will be a demon sect token.

"I felt something was a little strange. I pretended to leave, but actually returned and followed quietly. In the end, I found out that this monk secretly used human skin as a mask to disguise himself. I don't know what he was planning."

 The basic one will have communication functions.

 Cheng Mo was lucky, he knew that Mo Hua had some connections in Daotingsi.

“The monk's answer was quite accurate, but his eyes occasionally dodge, as if he was hiding something.”

If it is more high-end, there will be a "Gongzong Pavilion" similar to Taixu Sect, which contains many treasures of the sect...

 These evil weapons are of no use.

“I caught a flower-picking thief and got a jade slip. I would like to ask my junior brother to taste it..."

“Don't worry, little senior brother, we'll take care of it!”

 Those with obvious demonic aura cannot be brought into Taixu Gate.

 On the contrary, it was a letter-passing order, and Mo Hua got one.

 But in the sect, being able to connect with Daotingsi and issue rewards on your own has a completely different meaning.

 It's a pity that this kind of sect token has not been found yet.

There is no sect token either...

 The merit earned is naturally very meager.

 It is not a big deal for a child of an aristocratic family to rely on the family's power and go to Daotingsi to do something through the family elders.

 It seems that some vicious demonic cultivators have been using these evil weapons to kill monks indifferently recently.

 In addition, there are also some sheep's horns.

 So what I got from the ink paintings were just fragmentary, bits and pieces of evil weapons.

 A few days later, Yang Qianjun handed a letter of communication to Mo Hua and said:

"Cheng Mo and the others were doing a mission in a second-grade fairy city called Qingping City near the border of Qianxue State. After completing the mission, on the way back, we saw a monk sneaking around. He was obviously not like the one in Qingping City. The monk asked him a few words casually."

 There are all kinds of things.

"Cheng Mo and I teamed up to capture him and sent him to Daotingsi. All other things were seized by Daotingsi. Only this messenger order was erased, so I took it with me. I'm back for you…”

Mo Hua took the order and looked at it a few times.

 This is a light green messenger with the smell of elixir and blood.

His consciousness sank into the messenger order, and it turned out to be completely blank, everything had been erased.

 Generally speaking, this is indeed the case.

But Mo Hua's eyes were slightly focused, and with a deep glance, he could see that under the blank surface, there were messy irregular magnetic patterns, fixed fixed magnetic patterns, and obscure and indelible secondary thunder patterns.

 The passing rain leaves traces, and the passing geese leave their voices.

 There are traces beneath all appearances, but some people just can't see them.

"Is this messenger really useful?" Yang Qianjun asked curiously when he saw Mo Hua's focused face.

 “Yes.” Mo Hua nodded, “Thank you, Brother Yang.”

Yang Qianjun smiled and said, "It's good if I can help. You're welcome, little senior brother."

Yang Qianjun is a few years older than Mo Hua, and they both discuss their own issues.

 Mo Hua calls him "eldest brother" and he calls Mo Hua "senior brother".

 After returning to his disciple's residence, Mo Hua began to restore the messenger order.

 The entire process is already familiar to me in ink painting.

 On the brightly lit desk, there are array disks, array paper and pen and ink.

 Ink painting first dismantled the messenger order, copied out the fixed magnetic patterns, then recorded the next thunder pattern one by one, and then simulated it on another array disk.

  He got a book "Commentary on Fixed Magnetic Patterns" from Mr.

 Although "Annotations on Fixed Magnetic Patterns" is not comprehensive, with only some general annotations, it is barely enough for ink painting at the moment.

Through the annotations of the magnetic patterns, the ink painting has been able to understand the meaning of these fixed magnetic patterns.

 He first painted the fixed magnetic pattern on the array plate.

Then on this basis, the secondary thunder pattern is simulated to restore the erased words in the order.

As the magnetic patterns were restored and the formations circulated, the disappearing characters gradually appeared one by one.

 “April…fourteenth…”

“Fellow Taoists from the same sect gathered in Qingping City…”

 Some words are missing at the end. I don't know if the fixed magnetic pattern is reproduced wrongly, or if there is an error in the secondary thunder pattern.

 The ink paintings continue to deduce downwards.

 "Gathered in Qingping City...destroyed..."

 Destroy?

Mo Hua was startled, his eyes were slightly solemn, and he felt something was not good in his heart.

 He continued to deduce, and the last two words were slowly revealed.

 “The door is full…”

Mo Hua was startled and connected all the words:

On April 14th, Taoist friends from the same sect gathered in Qingping City and wiped out... all the people?

Mo Hua took a slight breath of cold air.

 Destroy the whole family!

The Xie family in Bishan City, the monks were slaughtered in the sea of ​​​​fire, and after being dismembered, the scenes of wailing, struggling, and pain emerged in Mo Hua's mind.

The ink painting is a bit unbelievable.

These demonic cultivators are still planning to exterminate the family!

 But...whose family will be destroyed?

 In the order of communication, the key words were not restored.

Mo Hua looked at this sentence over and over again, then proofread the fixed magnetic patterns, and checked the thunder patterns again and again. After struggling for a long time, it still didn't work.

I only know that the target of the demon cultivator's extermination this time is in Qingping City, but I don't know which family or clan in Qingping City.

Mo Hua frowned.

Are these demon cultivators also minions of the evil god?

 What is the meaning of their extermination?

Mo Hua recalled the things that happened between Qianxue Zhoujie one by one, and finally connected them gradually.

 In the Second Grade Bishan City, the Xie family was wiped out.

Near Bishan City, a Bishan Demon Palace was built. In the Demon Palace, there was an altar.

 The former fishing village along the Yanshui River has also been wiped out.

The fishing village directly became the preaching ground of the evil god. The nightmare is connected to reality. There is a river temple and an altar in the deepest part.

So, "annihilating the door" can be regarded as the prerequisite for building the temple of the demon sect and the altar of the evil god?

Why?

Mo Hua thought about what he saw and heard in the small fishing village one by one, and came up with a guess in his mind.

 Building an altar requires raising demons.

 After the sect was destroyed, the monks' flesh and blood were used to sacrifice the flesh and blood demons.

The remaining souls of the monks are used to sacrifice and refine them into demons and evil spirits.

And in the Demon Palace, some formations, the river of flesh and blood, the wall of bones... also need to use "people" as "building materials".

 The fishing village is like this.

Before the Bishan Demon Cave was built, and before Dao Tingsi attacked, Fire Buddha also destroyed most of the secrets of the Demon Palace, leaving few clues.

 But the ink painting is probably about the same.

Everything has rules. When the evil **** preaches, makes sacrifices, and builds altars, he must also follow certain procedures.

"Considering all things as mere dogs and all living things as 'human beings and animals', this is the way of the evil god..." Mo Hua's eyes were cold and he sighed deeply.

 Then he had some doubts.

 If you do this kind of thing under the nose of Daoting, there must be someone inside the Daoting department.

At the same time, to lead these unruly and crazy demon cultivators to destroy the whole family without anyone noticing, there must be a demon leader in the same realm who has extremely powerful cultivation and ruthless methods to take the lead.

 Previously, he was the Fire Buddha who was at the pinnacle of foundation building and practiced forbidden arts.

But now that the Fire Buddha is dead, who will do such a thing?

Mo Hua can't think of it.

“April 14, four days to go…”

Four days later, no one knows which family will be wiped out by the demon cultivators.

 Ink painting feels slightly cold in the heart.

 But he has been "grounded" now...

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then immediately sent a letter to Gu Changhuai: "Uncle Gu, in Qingping City, in four days, the Demonic Cultivator will destroy the whole family..."

Gu Changhuai was silent for a long time, and then he passed the message:

"How did you know?"

Mo Hua was about to answer when he was suddenly startled.

Uncle Gu asked: "How did you know?" instead of asking: "How did you know?"

 This shows that he already knew about this matter before this.

 Ink painting is a little surprised:

“Uncle Gu, do you already know?”

Gu Changhuai was a little helpless, "I arrested a few criminal cultivators, tortured them, and got some clues..."

 Then Gu Changhuai asked again: "How did you know?"

He is the Diansi of the Daoting Department and is responsible for surrounding security. It is his duty to arrest criminals and demon cultivators. It is not surprising to know this.

Ke Mo Hua, a disciple of the sect without leaving home, how did he know about the plot of the demon cultivator?

Obviously, he only learned about this news two days ago.

Gu Changhuai frowned slightly.

Mo Hua told the truth: "I restored a messenger order, and what I saw on it..."

 A letter of intent...

Gu Changhuai sighed, his thoughts were true.

 The formation master is indeed too outrageous.

His Dao Tingsi monks worked tirelessly to keep tabs on him, conduct inquiries diligently, and interrogate him with torture for days and nights. Finally, they finally managed to pry out this bit of information from the mouths of several demon cultivators.

As a result, Mo Hua, the kid, got a messenger order. After explaining it and restoring it, he knew everything...

 People are more irritating than others.

Of course, Gu Changhuai also knew it in his heart.

 What Daotingsi does is "tiring work", while Mo Hua does "technical work".

Especially the technical work of ink painting, which involves tricky and profound formations, is actually much more difficult than them squatting to follow and torture.

Gu Changhuai sighed again.

He didn't even dare to think about how unimaginable his formation skills would be when Mo Hua grew up.

“Don't tell anyone else, lest the news leaks out and alert the enemy,” Gu Changhuai warned.

"Yeah, I understand." Mo Hua nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Uncle Gu, do you know which family the demon cultivator wants to destroy?"

Gu Changhuai hesitated slightly and replied: "It hasn't been found yet."

 “Then what is Daotingsi going to do?” Mo Hua asked.

Gu Changhuai was silent.

Mo Hua said: "You don't need to say too much, just reveal as much as you can."

Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment and sighed:

 “It doesn't matter which family is destroyed…”

Mo Hua then understood, "Set up a dragnet to catch turtles in an urn. As soon as the demonic cultivators enter the city with the intention of killing people and destroying the family, we will encircle and suppress them."

“So it doesn't matter whose door they want to destroy, whether they know or not.”

“Is that so, Uncle Gu?”

 Gu Changhuai: “…”

 You've finished talking, what else should I say?

 “Absolutely.” Gu Changhuai said vaguely.

Mo Hua thought for a while and suddenly said: "Uncle Gu, Qingping City is a second-grade immortal city and not too small. Your Daoting Division doesn't have enough manpower..."

Gu Changhuai said alertly: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Hua whispered: "Shall I find you some help?"

Gu Changhuai said disdainfully, "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Just stay in the sect peacefully, practice well, and learn more formations. Don't think about whether you have these things or not."

“Although Daotingsi does not have enough manpower, it is not yet at the point where we need your help...”

Mo Hua said silently: "Near the border of Qianxue State, in the second-grade immortal city, demon cultivators gathered together and planned to destroy the family. They dare to do such a thing..."

“There must be an insider inside Daotingsi.”

“Uncle Gu, do you really feel safe using people from Daotingsi?”

Gu Changhuai was silenced by Mo Hua's question.

　　Everyone understands this thing tacitly.

And if you want to ambush Qingping City and catch turtles in the urn, a large number of people must be used.

In addition to the Gu family monks, there must be other Daotingsi monks.

The Gu family monk is okay, he knows the basics, but other Dao Tingsi monks are black or white, and it is difficult to tell clearly what is hidden in their hearts.

Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and then asked Mo Hua:

 “Where did you get the manpower?”

 He was indeed curious.

Mo Hua proudly said: "They are all fellow disciples of my Taixu Sect. They are very familiar with me, and their ingredients are also very clean. At least they are cleaner than Daotingsi."

  And they all call me "little senior brother".

Gu Changhuai's eyes were blank, a little surprised.

 Mo Hua's relationship and connections in the Taixu Sect are becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

However, Gu Changhuai was still concerned and said: "No, it's too dangerous. Those demon cultivators are at least in the middle and late stages of foundation building."

Mo Hua said: "It's okay. They won't fight head-on. They just need to help build a trap, guard the perimeter, and pick up the leaks."

Hazardous matters like this head-on must be done by the experienced and experienced Daotingsi Chief Executive.

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly.

 This is not bad...

Gu Changhuai thought about it for a while and then said: "Do you want to earn merit for them?"

"Of course!" Mo Hua said confidently, "There is no free chicken drumstick in the world!"

Mo Hua added: "...What's more, I know you well, Uncle Gu. I usually work for nothing, and if I suffer a little loss, I will suffer a little loss."

"But they are different. They are all children of aristocratic families, and they all want to save face. Wouldn't it be unreasonable to go out and not earn some merit?"

Gu Changhuai curled his lips.

This little **** is full of nonsense.

I have never seen him work in vain, let alone suffer any losses. Most of the time, he made others suffer.

 “Okay.” Gu Changhuai sighed.

Mo Hua asked cautiously: "How much merit can I give?"

 Gu Changhuai said: "Two hundred."

Mo Hua shook his head, "At least four hundred."

Gu Changhuai had a headache.

 After some reluctant bargaining, the final merit was set at three hundred.

 Ink painting has done its best.

 As a "little senior brother", he can only do so much.

 But for ordinary disciples, three hundred meritorious deeds is not a small amount.

The next day, while having dinner in the dining hall at noon, Mo Hua quietly said to Cheng Mo: "There is a big errand that requires about fifty people. After the task is completed, each person will receive three hundred merits."

Cheng Mo was shocked.

 Fifty people, each with 300 merits, this is really a big job!

 “Senior brother, where did the errand come from?” Cheng Mo lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

Mo Hua said: "I can't say the specifics yet. You will know when the time comes, but this job is relatively risky, so you must find an experienced person."

 Cheng Mo nodded, "This is natural."

"Also," Mo Hua thought for a while and added: "We need to find someone we are familiar with and know the basics of the matter, and we can't let any rumors leak out."

“In addition, try to find children from aristocratic families outside Qianzhou who have little connection with the local aristocratic families in Qianzhou.”

“If it is a local aristocratic family in Qianzhou, then the relationship must be very good, like Hao Xuan's.”

 Cheng Mo was confused, but he always believed in ink painting.

 What the ink painting says is what it is naturally. If you can't ask any unnecessary questions, just ask them.

 “Don't worry, little senior brother,” Cheng Mo patted his chest, “I'll take care of it!”

 After that, Cheng Mo went to find people secretly, and found a total of fifty disciples.

Except for Situ Jian, Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan, and Yi Li, who are familiar with each other, most of the others are disciples who have had friendships with each other and whose character is trustworthy.

 With three hundred meritorious services, there is almost no reason to refuse.

 They agreed without thinking.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved, he scanned everyone, and nodded with satisfaction.

 This will have enough manpower.

After that, Mo Hua repeated his old tricks and "colluded" with Gu Changhuai inside the Daoting Division. They cooperated internally and externally. With extremely keen spiritual awareness, at the appointed time, in front of a group of senior brothers and sisters, he "quickly" snatched a meritorious amount. A huge bounty with vague description and unclear meaning.

It's like being in front of a group of hungry wolves and taking away a big piece of fat...

 (End of this chapter)

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