Asking about longevity

 Chapter 728 Tracking

The disciple with the power of traveling thousands of miles away took the order.

The white-haired old Mr. Xun sat peacefully at the table, his eyes were calm, but his heart was like a stone falling on the lake, with ripples rising.

He always felt that he might find out some surprising facts.

 But what are these facts.

Mr. Xun currently has no idea...

 …

Mo Hua got Mr. Xun’s permission. He was in a good mood and his steps became much brisker.

 After returning to his disciple's residence, he began to plan what he would do when he entered Demon Refining Mountain.

Forewarned is forearmed, without prejudging the waste.

 This is the code of the demon hunter.

 When he was learning formations, Mo Hua was a formation master.

 Non-sect monks outside the boundaries of Qianxue Prefecture are prohibited from entering.

Mo Hua had no choice but to take out the Taixu Token, mark out one hundred meritorious deeds, and buy a "Demon Refining Token" that went into the mountain.

 In each sect, meritorious deeds are of equal value and can generally only be used within one’s own sect.

The gatekeeper paused for a moment, then looked at the ink painting again, frowning, "You are so weak because of your physical cultivation, your spiritual power is also not good, and you don't have a companion, so you go up the mountain alone?"

 This is the case with Demon Refining Mountain.

  But you have to enter some public areas where disciples from the Qianxuezhou realm can practice, compete, and hunt monsters, and you can also spend merit.

"I'll just go and have a look. One person is enough." Mo Hua said.

 With the Demon Refining Order, you can enter the mountain.

 The ink painting is speechless.

Seeing that Mo Hua didn't listen at all, the gatekeeper said helplessly: "That's it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

After a while, a handsome and somewhat leisurely man came over.

There is even a sense of timid excitement about being close to home.

Then you are not asking nonsense.

Mo Hua bought a demon refining order and walked into the mountains alone.

Even the veteran has a solemn look on his face and does not dare to be careless.

“Monster Refining Mountain is dangerous. Even just looking at it is very dangerous.”

Mo Hua insisted on going into the mountain alone, but he couldn't stop him. He just sighed in his heart:

 “The young disciples nowadays really don’t know the heights of the sky…”

The gatekeeper was stunned, shook his head and said:

 “What are you thinking about? How can such a good thing happen...”

Just like this, Mo Hua walked into the gate of Demon Refining Mountain.

 Hundred meritorious deeds, Mo Hua couldn't afford it, but he still couldn't help but said:

Mo Hua arrived at the entrance of Demon Refining Mountain. When he looked up, he saw that the mountain was full of demons and the mountain was unfathomable.

 A few days later, during his break, he set off and went to the Demon Refining Mountain alone.

Moreover, the Demon Refining Mountain is even more special. Only sect disciples within the boundaries of Qianxue State, holding sect disciple tokens and consuming meritorious deeds, can be allowed to enter.

 This is done to prevent outsiders from mixing in and the good and the good;

 Perhaps someone has bad intentions and ulterior motives;

 It also prevents some rare monsters in Demon Refining Mountain from being poached by non-sect monks.

The gatekeeper looked solemn and reminded:

 He said calmly: "If you find it expensive, you don't have to buy it."

 Lian Yao Mountain is located to the north of the border of Qianxue Prefecture. It is a undulating demon mountain with deep forests, dangerous mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, and a deep miasma.

He held his head high and walked up the mountain in a swaggering manner. When he reached the mountain pass, he was stopped by someone:

“One hundred meritorious deeds, one demon refining order.”

 Looks like he has graduated and successfully entered the inner gate. The purpose of visiting the gate here is to gain merit for the sect.

There were some new disciples around, looking at the Monster Refining Mountain dormant like a huge ferocious beast, most of them looked uneasy and their eyes showed timidity.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully, "How many people can be entered with one demon refining order?"

Occasionally, there are monsters roaring and ferocious beasts roaring. The air is filled with the faint smell of blood and exudes a sinister atmosphere.

 “So expensive?”

 The gatekeeper’s disciple has a late-stage cultivation of Foundation Establishment, but I don’t know which sect he is from.

 But now, Mo Hua felt that his blood as a demon hunter had begun to revive.

 Only the ink painting looks relaxed and his eyes are slightly bright.

When the gatekeeper saw it, he immediately bowed and saluted:

 “Elder Xun.”

He looked at the Demon Refining Mountain, which was surrounded by deep clouds, heavy fog, and lingering evil spirits. It was somewhat similar to the Dahei Mountain. For a moment, he felt as if he was "going home."

When the gatekeeper saw it, he was suddenly startled and called to Mo Hua, "Are you alone?"

 The man called "Elder Xun" nodded slightly and said casually: "I'll go into the mountain to take a look."

"yes."

 The gatekeepers respectfully let him go.

Elder Xun walked into the mountain gate and looked up at the long mountain road.

At this time, on the mountain road, a young man wearing Taixu Taoist robes was walking up the mountain confidently.

 Elder Xun shook his head slightly.

“Ancestor is really worried about his safety, so we should lock him in the sect and don’t let him out...”

“Even if you release it, don’t let it go to the Demon Refining Mountain, or you’ll get yourself into big trouble...”

“This child is the same. He has no idea what his cultivation and strength are. He wanders around the Demon Refining Mountain alone. He is really not afraid of death..."

Elder Xun was cursing in his heart when he suddenly saw the figure of Mo Hua in the distance. He stopped, turned around, and looked down the mountain.

Elder Xun felt a chill in his heart and instinctively ducked aside.

Mo Hua stood on the mountain road and looked down.

 After looking for a long time, I didn't see any suspicious figures. I tilted my head, looked confused, and said silently in my heart:

 “Am I wrong in my perception?”

“Someone was clearly looking at me just now, spying on me with their spiritual consciousness, and they seemed to be saying bad things about me...”

“How come in the blink of an eye, there’s not a single person there?”

Mo Hua looked left and right again slightly, looked around, then shook his head and muttered: "It's an illusion."

 Then he turned around and continued walking up the mountain.

After Mo Hua left, Elder Xun slowly appeared. Looking at Mo Hua who had disappeared on the mountain road, his eyes were a little frightened.

This kid...won't find himself...

How old is he? How strong is your spiritual consciousness? How could he be aware of the prying eyes of a dignified late-stage Jindan monk like himself?

 It's not that evil...

Elder Xun frowned.

 After a while, he raised his head again, walked up the mountain road, and continued to follow Mo Hua.

But this time he learned the lesson and no longer dared to follow blatantly. Instead, he walked through the woods to hide his figure. At the same time, he used secret techniques to hide his aura. He did not dare to get too close, but followed from a distance. behind.

　　He must obey the order of his ancestor and secretly take care of this little boy, a hair that is more important than his own arm.

 After all, if your arm is broken, it is broken.

If this child's hair is really missing, I don't know how the ancestor will "temper" himself.

 Elder Xun sighed helplessly.

Just like that, Mo Hua walked in front and Elder Xun followed behind.

 Mo Hua didn’t know it yet, but he already had a “bodyguard” as soon as he entered the mountain.

 He is concentrating on carrying out his plan.

 When you arrive in a strange place, you must first familiarize yourself with the environment. This is the basis for a monster hunter.

 This is the case in Daheishan.

 When we arrived at Demon Refining Mountain, it was no exception.

Mo Hua turned out a map of Demon Refining Mountain.

 This map was bought from Xiaoxian City at the foot of the mountain for two spirit stones.

The map simply marked the mountains, rivers, terrain, vegetation and streams of Lianyao Mountain, but it was very rough and simple, with only some general directions of the mountains.

This is definitely not possible.

 Mo Hua began to follow his habit and personally measured the terrain of Demon Refining Mountain. Based on this simple map, he drew a map of Demon Refining Mountain that was his own.

The Monster Refining Mountain is very big and has many monsters.

There are mostly second-grade monsters in the outer areas, but in the deep mountains, it is said that there are even third- and fourth-grade monsters.

However, these third-level monsters and above were trapped in the mountains by the formation.

 Disciples cannot enter deep mountains.

Similarly, high-level monsters in the mountains cannot come down the mountain.

 Ink painting is only intended to be carried out on the periphery of Waishan.

The more experienced a monster hunter is, the more cautious and self-aware he is, the longer he can live, and the more monsters he can hunt.

 This is what his father Mo Shan told him.

 Ink painting deeply believes in it.

Although he is not "old", he is skilled in his skills and can barely be considered an "experienced" monster hunter.

 On the mountain road of Lianyao Mountain.

Mo Hua found a big rock and sat down, spread out a simple map, looked at it carefully, and remembered all the mountain peaks in his heart.

 Then look around and take in all the mountains outside, so that you can reflect it with the map in your mind, so that you have a clear idea.

After reading it, Mo Hua chose a route and set off up the mountain.

 He walked, observed, and recorded.

Behind Mo Hua, in the grass in the distance, Elder Xun followed silently, looking a little surprised.

 He realized that he had underestimated the child.

　　Sharing the knife will keep you from chopping wood.

 When entering Demon Refining Mountain, you must first familiarize yourself with the mountain. This is not something that ordinary disciples can do or even think of.

Disciples of the sect only care about whether their realm is high, whether their cultivation is deep or not, whether their Taoism is strong or not, and whether their swords and spiritual weapons are sharp.

 When they go into the mountains, they only want to kill the monsters quickly.

  I won’t think about it at all, let’s get familiar with the environment first.

 In monks' fighting, life and death are not determined solely by strength or weakness.

 The right time, right place and right people are indispensable.    Environment is “geographical convenience”.

 At least this can only be realized by experienced demon hunters or experienced old monks.

But now this young boy has a way of doing it with ease that is engraved in his bones.

 Elder Xun nodded slightly.

He is indeed the little guy that our ancestors valued. Although his qualifications seem to be mediocre, he does have some skills in doing things...

Then Elder Xun just looked at Mo Hua and wandered around the Demon Refining Mountain for a whole day.

 Whenever you encounter special terrain, ores, herbs, or dangerous swamps, mire, miasma, demon caves, etc., your ink paintings will record them.

 There was a monster. His consciousness swept away and he knew it in advance and avoided it long ago.

 Occasionally, I am unlucky and am blocked by a monster. I cannot avoid it, so I use the invisibility technique to hide.

Some monsters are blind themselves and can recognize people by their breath.

 Hide cannot hide from them.

Mo Hua relied on his body skills to deal with them and lure them to the edge of the cliff. Then he relied on his extremely fast movements, instantaneous formation, and ever-changing spells to knock the monsters off the cliff, and he retreated calmly.

 Elder Xun became more and more frightened as he watched.

If it weren't for the fact that the ink painting was only about building foundations and his aura was pure, he would undoubtedly be a human monk.

He even suspected that Mo Hua was a terrifying old demon who could transform into human form.

  Rich experience and sophisticated skills.

In the mountains where there are so many dangers that even the disciples in the later stages of foundation building have to be cautious and alert, he is just leisurely strolling, calm and collected.

 Just like walking in your own yard.

 At such a young age, it’s really incredible...

The more Elder Xun looked at it, the more he admired him, and his respect for Mr. Xun also arose spontaneously in his heart.

 As expected of an ancestor!

 Can actually see the extraordinary nature of this child through the appearance of a middle-to-low-grade spiritual root.

Elder Xun thought again...

Perhaps the ancestor asked him to take care of this child just to let himself see this with his own eyes.

Let yourself know that although this child is not spiritually gifted, his skills and mind are excellent and can be used in great ways, so he cares for this child so much.

 “The ancestors indeed had good intentions…”

 Elder Xun sighed in his heart.

While he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw that the sky was getting late, the sunset was setting over the mountains, and half of the sky was dyed red. In less than half an hour, it would be dark.

 “It’s time to go back...”

Elder Xun squatted on the tree and moved his shoulders, thinking that he should go back to the sect. But when he looked down, Mo Hua was still unaware, immersed in walking in the mountains, with no intention of going back.

Elder Xun was startled and frowned slightly.

This guy doesn’t want to spend the night in the mountains...

 Any mountain forest where monsters live is very dangerous once night falls.

 The night is dark, the sun sets and the moon rises, and the yin energy is strong. Most monsters will be bloodthirsty and restless.

Some treacherous monsters that are inconvenient to move under the sunlight during the day will come out in full force at night, stalking and wreaking havoc in the darkness, hunting for flesh and blood.

 The same is true for Demon Refining Mountain.

 Therefore, there are generally unwritten rules in the mountains:

 Unless they form a team of five in the later stages of foundation building and really want to hunt monsters, they are not allowed to spend the night in the mountains unless they have no choice.

The Demon Refining Mountain is inherently dangerous at night.

At night, there are not enough elders on duty, so even if something goes wrong, rescue may not be possible in time.

Even if the Tianjiao disciples in the late stage of foundation building stay in a team of five in the mountains at night, they will still be in danger.

Let alone this young boy who is only in the middle stage of foundation building, weak and alone.

 Elder Xun has a headache.

 “This kid is too courageous...”

 But Mo Hua looked indifferent.

 His idea is actually simple.

Go back now and come back tomorrow, and it will cost an extra hundred merit points. What a waste.

 For such things as meritorious deeds, the more the better, and if possible, save them.

 Ink paintings still focus on observing the terrain and recording important locations on the map.

Until the night was dark, the sky was dark, there were no stars, and the surrounding area was almost invisible.

 Ink painting only considers the issue of staying overnight.

At this time, the evil spirit in the mountains became more and more intense in the clear night.

The low roars of the monsters also came and went.

In the darkness, many strange monsters are ready to move.

Even Elder Xun, who was in the late Jindan stage, felt a little cold in his heart.

 He turned his head again and glanced at Mo Hua. When he saw Mo Hua standing there looking around, as if he was looking for a place to stay, he couldn't help but curled his lips and said a little speechlessly in his heart:

“Since you want to spend the night in Demon Mountain, you should make preparations early. It’s already this time. It’s too late to cram in. There’s no other place to stay...”

 There is no other way, so I can only show up and take the child down the mountain...

However, this does not seem to be in line with the instructions of the ancestors.

   The ancestors said that he should take care of it secretly.

Elder Xun was thinking about it when he suddenly noticed that the ink painting was moving.

 He seems to have found a place to stay.

Elder Xun was a little confused and looked around in the dark night.

Mo Hua was seen climbing up a big tree with a light figure, then jumped up to a mountain peak, climbed halfway along the mountain peak, jumped to the opposite side, jumped to another cliff, used the cover of bushes, walked for a while, and found He found a cave that was very hidden and difficult to detect.

Mo Hua walked towards the cave.

 Elder Xun was startled, and then suddenly took a breath of cold air.

 Monster lair!

 No, this is not for people to live in!

 This is the lair where ferocious monsters live! And judging from the remaining demonic energy, it is still the lair of a demonic beast that is at least late second grade!

 You silly boy, do you want to die?

Elder Xun immediately wanted to take action and pull the ink paintings out of the cave, but as soon as his consciousness swept away, he was suddenly startled.

 “There are no monsters?”

 He scanned it again, feeling a little more at ease.

 It seems that the monster has gone hunting.

　　Or the "Three Cunning Rabbits", this is just one of the lairs of a second-grade monster beast. Although the monster aura is strong, it is not living in it at least tonight.

 Elder Xun slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he watched helplessly as he drew the ink painting "Dove Occupying the Magpie's Nest" and walked majestically into the lair of this late second-grade monster that could probably swallow him in one bite without spitting out any of his bones.

Mo Hua entered the monster's lair. He first took out some fresh herbs and sprinkled them around to remove the smell of the monster.

 Then he found a safe corner and set up numerous formations.

First there is the early warning formation, then the concealment formation, then the earth and stone formation for defense, and the ground killing formation for self-retaliation.

 After setting up the formation, Mo Hua took out the dried meat and filled his stomach.

 He took out the fruit wine again and took a few sips.

After eating and drinking, he took out a soft blanket, wrapped himself like a rice dumpling, lay down quietly and obediently, and fell asleep with a long breath...

 Elder Xun outside, everyone was dumbfounded.

no…

 This is the monster's lair! Why do you consider it your own home?

How can you sleep in this environment? !

 You must be too heartbroken...

Elder Xun sighed deeply, not knowing what to say. In the end, he could only accept his fate and wait silently at the entrance of the cave.

He did not dare to rest, so he could only close his eyes and rest.

Afraid that if there is a real monster back to the nest, swallow this heart than the sky, and the joy is bigger.

 The ancestors had to peel off their own skin...

 The night is dark and the mountain breeze is cool.

Mo Hua slept sweetly inside.

Elder Xun was outside, guarding cautiously.

They spent the night like this, until dawn broke and the east turned white. Mo Hua opened his eyes, slowly sat up, stretched, and then his eyes were bright and energetic.

 Elder Xun outside the cave had dull eyes and a somewhat haggard expression.

 It’s getting late.

Mo Hua got up, packed the blanket, erased the formation, and marked the location of the nest on his map with a "small bonfire" pattern.

I thought that if something happened in the future, I would stay in the mountains for the night, and I would come back next time.

Mo Hua had a quick bite and then got ready and set off again.

  Time was tight, and he had to draw at least a quarter of the map in one day.

Elder Xun rubbed his brows, sighed helplessly, and began to follow Mo Hua silently again.

Just like that, Mo Hua ran around in Demon Refining Mountain for another day.

Elder Xun followed diligently for another day.

 But Mo Hua didn’t know it at all.

 His exclusive map of Demon Refining Mountain has been drawn up to less than half, which can be regarded as achieving the expected goal.

After the ten-day break, Mo Hua returned to Taixumen.

 After practicing for eight days, it was another ten-day break.

Mo Hua went to the Demon Refining Mountain again, spent a hundred merit points, bought the Demon Refining Token, and entered the Demon Refining Mountain.

This time I went into the mountains again, and I became familiar with ink painting.

 The general terrain, threatening monsters, miasma, poisons, etc. are all familiar to the ink painting, and the investigation will be much faster.

 Two days later, the ink map was completed.

 Next, he will officially start to formulate a complete set of monster hunting tactics by combining formations and spiritual weapons.

So that next time, we can take Cheng Mo and the other "junior brothers" to the Demon Refining Mountain together.

 (End of this chapter)