Asking About Longevity: Chapter 294 Life

Chapter 294 Life

 “Life Pill?”

This was the first time Mo Hua heard this word, so he asked: "Can it prolong life?"

 Zhang Lan thought: "It can be said to prolong life, but it does not prolong life."

Elder Yu and others looked at each other, a little confused.

Mo Hua said: "Uncle Zhang, stop being so secretive."

Zhang Lan was startled, thought for a moment, and then asked Mo Hua: "What is the most important thing for a monk?"

 “Cultivation?” Mo Hua thought for a moment and replied.

"No." Zhang Lan shook his head, "Cultivation is the foundation of a monk, but more importantly, it is longevity. Only with longevity can we pursue cultivation and find immortality."

“The so-called longevity is actually the ultimate eternal longevity.”

Mo Hua understood, "To put it simply, no matter what people do, they must live first. Without life, there will naturally be nothing."

"You are right to think so." Zhang Lan said, "No matter how powerful a monk is, he must stay alive first. Without longevity, he cannot survive. Even if his cultivation reaches heaven and earth, he will inevitably die."

Mo Hua said: "So the monks will try their best to prolong their lives?"

Zhang Lan nodded and said: "The idea of ​​prolonging life is actually wrong. Heaven has its own destiny, and monks have their lives. When the end is approaching, life span will be exhausted, and death will be inevitable no matter what."

“But some pills or exercises can indeed prolong life...” Mo Hua said doubtfully.

 Although I have never seen the elixirs or exercises for "prolonging life" in ink paintings with my own eyes, they are often recorded in Taoist classics, so they are nothing new.

“That’s why I say that these so-called ‘life extensions’ are not really ‘life extensions’.” Zhang Lan said.

Mo Hua listened carefully and waited for Zhang Lan to continue.

 Zhang Lan looked solemn and continued:

“A monk whose death is approaching cannot extend his life. This is a limitation of heaven. The so-called longevity of a monk usually comes from two situations.”

“One is to use exercises or elixirs to regulate the body and meridians, remove redundancies, eradicate diseases, and prolong life.”

“But in this case, the monk himself has not yet reached his end and his lifespan has not been exhausted. The lifespan extended by this kind of extension belongs to the monk himself, so it cannot be said to extend his life.”

"Once the time comes for a monk to reach his end, he will definitely die due to the limitations of heaven. If he wants to survive, he can only go to the devil's path, practice various forbidden techniques, and refine various forbidden pills."

“Human Life Pill is one of the forbidden pills.”

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and asked, "Do you need to kill many people to refine the Life Pill?"

 Zhang Lan nodded, "The Life-Shou Pill is difficult to refine and will kill many people."

"Refining a human elixir to extend one's life is equivalent to putting a person into an elixir and borrowing one's life from others. However, this kind of thing that goes against the laws of heaven is extremely difficult and may take a lot of effort. One person can only borrow a little life, which requires a lot of accumulation. Cheng Duo, kill a lot of people and prolong his own life..."

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and gradually understood:

“The way of man is to exploit others to benefit oneself...”

"When families and aristocratic families are powerful, they exploit spiritual stones; Taoists are dominant, and they exploit power; evil heretics are more cruel, there are those who drink blood, and they exploit blood; there are those who **** souls, and they exploit spiritual power; And refining this life elixir is directly exploiting people's lives..."

Zhang Lan was horrified when he heard this and said, "Who told you this?"

Mo Hua scratched his head, "Isn't that so?"

 Zhang Lan wanted to say no, but he vaguely felt that it was true, but for a moment, it was difficult to clear his mind.

Elder Yu was also slightly startled and couldn't help but look at Mo Shan.

Mo Shan shook his head. I didn’t mean it, and he didn’t know why Mo Hua could say this.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked Zhang Lan again:

“If it’s really a human elixir, could it be that this elixir was refined for the great master?”

Zhang Lan was still frowning, thinking about what Mo Hua said. Only then did he remember that the most important thing at the moment was the matter in Heishan Village, and he speculated:

"That great master is a Foundation Establishment monk. The lifespan of a monk in the early stage of Foundation Establishment is only three hundred years. In the middle and later stages, his lifespan is longer, but only four hundred years. Based on this calculation, the great master is probably approaching his end, so he is here. Deep in the Black Mountains, a fortress was built to trap evil cultivators, kill people and steal goods, and make elixirs to survive..."

"These behaviors are all prohibited by the Law of Tao," Mo Hua said.

“Yes, it’s basically a serious crime of beheading, hanging, or even strangulation.”

Zhang Lan sighed, but his expression became more relaxed, "Refining human pills is a matter of great anger and resentment. Once reported, the Taoist court will definitely take it very seriously and will dispatch Taoist soldiers to kill all these evil cultivators!"

 Elder Yu and everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

If this is the case, the matter of annihilating Heishan stronghold will not be so difficult. Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked again:

"This group of evil cultivators keep a low profile. Are they also afraid that their deeds will be exposed, alert the Taoist court, and be surrounded by Taoist soldiers?"

 Zhang Lan thought for a moment and nodded, "It's very possible, but..."

Then Zhang Lan thought of another question and asked Mo Hua:

“The alchemy room for refining human elixirs is a top secret, and the alchemy room for refining human elixirs is a forbidden area. These cannot be known to outsiders. How did you get in?”

Elder Yu and others looked at the ink paintings curiously.

"It's nothing. I just sneaked in while the Third Master was out."

 Ink painting is an understatement.

"Then what?"

Zhang Lan asked again, knowing that this matter was by no means that simple.

“Then I was delayed for something and was bumped into by the third boss...”

 Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, Mo Shan's heart trembled even more, and he looked worried.

“How did you get out alive after being bumped into by a foundation-building evil cultivator?” Zhang Lan said in shock, “How did you get out?”

 “The Third Master sent me out.” Mo Hua said.

Zhang Lan didn’t believe it: “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Mo Hua said: "Really."

Zhang Lan said: "Is he out of his mind?"

 “My mind is not broken, but I may have misunderstood because of my misunderstanding.”

 “What’s the misunderstanding?”

 “You misunderstood me as an old monster who stole the body.”

 “Seize the house?” Zhang Lan was taken aback and couldn’t help but ask, “Why?”

Mo Hua tried his best to behave modestly, but he still couldn't help but said a little proudly:

“Maybe it’s because I have strong spiritual consciousness.”

 Zhang Lan was startled, "I know your consciousness is strong, but it's not that..."

As he spoke, Zhang Lan suddenly had a consciousness, his expression changed suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "Your consciousness..."

Hearing this, Elder Yu also released his spiritual consciousness. After a moment, his eyes widened and he stood up suddenly.

He hadn't noticed it until now. It wasn't until he mentioned his spiritual consciousness that he let go of his spiritual consciousness and took a peek at the ink painting.

 But after just peeping for a moment, he couldn't sit still.

 In the perception of spiritual consciousness, the whole body of the ink painting is hazy and the breath is vague. It is impossible to see the reality at all, and it is impossible to feel the reality.

 The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the more obscure it becomes.

 This shows that Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is already strong enough to rival his, or even hinder his perception!

 But how is this possible? He builds the foundation, but Mo Hua refines Qi! This has broken through his common sense of monasticism...

Elder Yu looked a little horrified, "Your consciousness..."

Mo Hua scratched his head and said embarrassedly:

"My cultivation is to refine Qi, but my spiritual consciousness has already been established first..."

 Everyone took a breath of cold air, and in an instant, there was deathly silence in the room.

 At the same time, deep in the mountains.

The third master also murmured: "Refining qi and cultivating one's spiritual power, building the foundation of spiritual consciousness, how is this possible..."

 He realized something was wrong.

It’s the Dragon Boat Festival, I wish everyone a happy holiday~

The plot of the first volume is coming to an end, and some clues need to be collected, so the writing will be slower.

At present, there are still two updates, and it should be better in the future.

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)