Asking About Longevity: Chapter 501 Can\'t help myself
Chapter 501 I can’t help myself
Elder Song is of course afraid.
Zhang Quan doesn’t understand, he understands.
This kid looks young, with a childish look on his face, but his mind is solid and his aura is deep. He can also manifest spells and formations...
This is basically the inheritance of spiritual thoughts from certain big families and big families.
Moreover, you can hide in advance and attack with formations. Your spells can both trap and kill the enemy.
Obviously experienced in many battles and rich in experience.
Not to mention that several of them were attacked by surprise. Two were killed and one was disabled. The remaining ones, himself and Zhang Quan, were seriously injured and their strength was greatly reduced.
Even if a few of them are intact and at their full strength, they will probably lose more than they win against this young monk.
He still doesn’t know what trump card this kid has.
Elder Song was anxious in his heart:
Go and run!
Must run!
If you don't run, it's just "giving away".
As for Zhang Quan, he is a younger generation, and it is natural for him to lead the way and even sacrifice himself for their elders. This is also a reflection of his "filial piety".
In Zhang Quan’s disbelieving gaze, Elder Song’s back was hunched and he ran away in a hurry, showing no trace of the demeanor of his ancestors.
Just when Elder Song reached the edge of the sea of ink painting and was about to escape.
Mo Hua pointed his finger and cast the Water Prison Technique.
The blue gossamer is like running water, turning into a prison, binding Elder Song in place.
Elder Song opened his eyes wide.
What a fast spell!
His cloudy eyes turned, and his stature became shorter, peeling off his skin and shrinking his bones, like a bamboo shoot with its skin peeled off, escaping from the shackles of the Water Prison Technique.
The ink painting shows a hint of surprise.
As expected, he is a well-known elder of the Zhang family, with some ability.
Mo Hua pointed another finger, and the water prison technique suddenly appeared, trapping Elder Song again.
Elder Song was trapped again and cursed secretly:
“What the **** kind of magic is this?”
“Spells are not about killing, but about controlling.”
“How can there be monks in this world who specialize in such disgusting magic?”
Elder Song shed his skin and bones again, became a little smaller, and escaped again.
Mo Hua's little hand pointed forward in an ordinary manner, and generated the Water Prison Technique again, trapping the short Elder Song again.
At the same time, there were golden formation patterns at the feet of Elder Song.
Within a few breaths, a golden lock formation was formed. The golden light flourished and the golden locks trapped Elder Song.
The way to escape is right in front of you.
It is obvious that if you take a few more steps, you can escape.
When the time comes, I will report to my ancestors and gather all the elders of the Zhang family to rush in together, kill this brat, and divide and eat him!
But just these few steps, Elder Song couldn't take them at all.
It seems that no matter how hard you struggle, no matter how hard you try, you can't escape the grasp of this kid.
Elder Song was so angry that he simply refused to run away. His body swelled, his green face and fangs, and his white eyes turned red and covered with bloodshot eyes.
“Okay! Little devil, you’ve gone too far! I’ll fight you to the death today!”
Praise to the elders for their great momentum.
Mo Hua also looked solemn when he saw this.
This elder Song should be of high seniority and seniority in the Zhang family. Mo Hua wants to see what other methods this elder Song has...
The war is about to break out...
After a cup of tea.
Mo Hua looked at Elder Song who was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, and was dying, with a speechless expression on his face...
You don’t have much else to do.
From beginning to end, Mo Hua used spells and formations to suppress him. In addition to attacking, he was also controlled by water prison techniques and golden lock formations.
Elder Song took a few steps and was trapped, and then Mo Hua fixed his target.
After walking a few more steps, he was trapped again and continued to be bombarded by spells.
It didn’t even reach the ink painting before it was knocked down and lying on the ground dying...
Thanks to him, he had an aura of "willing to die" before.
Mo Hua was speechless and couldn't help but said to Elder Song who was lying on the ground:
“I think highly of you, you are such a good cook…”
Elder Song was lying on the ground with a mouthful of blood spurting out.
He felt extremely frustrated.
It’s not that he’s the best, it’s that he doesn’t have a chance to show his strength at all.
He was controlled all the way, couldn't get close, and didn't even have a chance to make a move. He couldn't use 10% of his 100% strength, and anyone else would have to stop.
Five of the Zhang family's "zombies" came in.
Two were reduced to ashes, one was disabled, and the remaining elders Zhang Quan and Song are now lying on the ground...
Elder Zhang Quanjiansong, the senior elder of the Zhang family, was **** and beaten like the "grandson". He was unable to fight back and his face was completely pale.
At this time, he deeply realized the difference between himself and ink paintings.
Outside, Mo Hua is just insidious and difficult.
In the sea of consciousness, ink paintings are simply terrifying!
How come the Zhang family has provoked this "little ancestor"?
Elder Song was bombarded by the earth fire array and fireball spells, and he felt that the energy of his spiritual thoughts was passing away little by little. He said with both urgency and hatred:
“Little fellow Taoist, what do you want to do?”
Mo Hua smiled slightly and said, "Whatever you want, I will do."
Elder Song was startled, and then his face changed wildly:
This little devil, does it want to eat itself? !
Elder Song's mind changed quickly and he quickly said:
"Little friend, you are practicing righteous exercises and walking the righteous path, but we are evil spirits and ghost thoughts. Listen to the old man's advice, if you 'eat' us, it will stain your Taoist heart and destroy you." Daoji, there will be a big problem with your xinxing, you can’t eat it!”
“No way…” Mo Hua smiled.
This smile has a hint of evil in its innocence.
Won't?
Why not?
Zhang Quan thought about it carefully, and suddenly his body trembled, as if falling into an ice cellar, and he said in shock:
“Were all the missing ancestors of the Zhang family ‘eaten’ by you?!”
The remnant souls of the ancestors of the Zhang family are lodged in the ancestor's map and cannot easily leave unless they are looking for food.
The Patriarch's Picture was in his own hands last time and was intact.
Later it was stolen by Mo Hua, and when it was found again, several ancestors of the Zhang family had disappeared...
It must be that I found this kid’s sea of consciousness while foraging for food, and then he “ate” it…
Just like they are now...
Zhang Quan’s face turned pale.
Elder Song also looked horrified.
After doing it for a long time, this kid is not a big meal.
They are!
Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then smiled, showing his white teeth, "You guessed it..."
Elders Zhang Quan and Song trembled all over.
Elder Song said sternly: "It will do you no good to offend our Zhang family!"
It's just that there's a bit of sternness in his tone.
Zhang Quan also said bitterly: "My ancestors will not let you go!"
Ink painting is joyful and fearless.
Not only that, he also licked his lips, his eyes were somewhat intriguing.
Zhang Quan was startled for a moment, then his eyes were horrified.
No...no way...
This kid...doesn't he even want to "eat" his ancestors of the Zhang family? !
Elder Song also realized it.
For a moment, the two of them felt great fear in their hearts.
That is the ancestor of their Zhang family!
There are actually some people who are so bold that they dare to attack their ancestors.
What frightens them even more is.
This little monk has a profound and unfathomable spiritual consciousness.
He is also very scheming and has terrible methods.
With deliberate calculations and unintentional calculations, it is really possible to endanger the ancestors of their Zhang family!
Mo Hua saw the expressions on their faces and sighed:
“You know too much…”
Then in the horrified eyes of Zhang Quan and Elder Song, with a click of a finger, a fireball suddenly emerged, with surging spiritual power, blasting the two of them into nothing but shadows, and they were on the verge of death...
In the sea of consciousness, it became much purer in an instant.
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, sat down cross-legged, and began to think about a question:
“Do you want to ‘eat’ them?”
Eat them and your spiritual consciousness will be enhanced, but it probably won’t reach the thirteenth line.
From twelve to thirteen, there is a bottleneck in spiritual consciousness and it is not that easy to break through.
And after “eating” it, it still takes time to refine it.
I don’t have the time now.
There are many ancestors of the Zhang family in the ancestor map. Once they are refining by themselves, it will be bad if they break in.
There is only one person of my own, but all the ancestors of the Zhang family are in that picture.
It means that he is alone and has to fight against the zombie ancestors of the Zhang family.
Mo Hua shook his head.
One or two, or even three or four, I am not afraid of it, but once there are more people, it will be difficult to handle, and there is no room for mistakes.
Once you are caught in a flaw, injured, and besieged again, you will be in big trouble.
We are in a corpse mine now, not in a cave with a few masters and disciples. There is no master to look after us, and no junior brothers or sisters to help us. If there is danger, no one can protect us.
So be cautious and more cautious.
Especially, there is an ancestor opposite. Mo Hua didn't know what Zhang Quan's trump card was, and he had never fought against it.
But there is no need to think about it. After living for so long and eating so many monks, this ancestor must have strong spiritual thoughts, deep scheming, and no shortage of methods.
If this continues, not only will we have a small number of enemies to fight against, but we will also be surrounded by powerful enemies.
It’s getting harder and harder.
The danger is also great…
"How to do it?"
Mo Hua held his cheek and pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
Zombies!
Control the corpse!
The ancestors of the Zhang family are all zombies.
And since it is a zombie, it will be charged with corpses!
In my own hand, I happen to have a profound and top-secret method of controlling corpses - the Lingshu Jue Formation!
Mo Hua thought in his mind:
“Use the Lingshu to defeat the enemy, control the zombie elders and zombie disciples of the Zhang family, and let them besiege the zombie ancestors of the Zhang family…”
“I’m watching the show on the side, picking up mistakes, and finishing shots...”
“The risk is small and it saves trouble.”
“In this way, the one who is outnumbered is the ancestor of the Zhang family, and the one who is surrounded by powerful enemies is still the ancestor of the Zhang family…”
The situation is reversed, and the offensive and defensive momentum is different!
Mo Hua’s eyes shone and he couldn’t help but nodded.
Then he began to make preparations.
First of all, we must try to see if the Lingshu can really take effect in the sea of consciousness.
Mo Hua looked around and saw three figures.
Elder Song, Elder Si, and Zhang Quan.
They are all mind bodies, shaped like zombies. They were trapped and killed by the formations and spells drawn by ink. Their minds were seriously injured, their bodies were dim, and they fell to the ground.
Mo Hua thought for a while, picked Zhang Quan and Elder Song, and used his spiritual thoughts to manifest the formation pattern, and drew the Spiritual Pivot Formation on the heart veins of both of them.
As soon as the Lingshu Formation was completed, the bright blue light flashed and merged into its body.
After that, the formation patterns turned into hairsprings, like blood vessels, like tentacles, and like needle threads, bit by bit, wandering around in their bodies, stitched together, integrated, and completely controlled.
The ink painting suddenly dawned.
It turns out that this is how the Lingshu Formation works...
He has only used the Spiritual Pivot Formation on the wooden puppet Little Tiger.
Puppet is a dead object, and its structure is simple, and its control is also simple.
I also used ink paintings on zombies, one is a small zombie and the other is a zombie king, but they are not complete.
On the little zombie, he only tampered with the sequence pattern, but did not reconstruct the spirit pivot formation.
On the Corpse King, he only covered Lu Chengyun's Lingshu Evil Formation and stole his control. It was not completely constructed.
Now in the sea of consciousness, the spiritual thoughts manifest the formation patterns, and the evil thoughts that control the iron corpse are revealed every detail.
Only through ink painting can we deeply observe the composition and effect of the Lingshu Formation and deeply understand the principles of the Lingshu Formation.
Mo Hua then realized that his previous understanding of the Lingshu Formation was still a bit crude and superficial.
Now only by applying what you have learned, manifesting the formation patterns, controlling the iron corpse, and applying it deeply can you understand it more thoroughly.
This is a good opportunity to deepen your understanding of the Lingshu Formation!
The spirit of the ink painting was greatly boosted, and then I concentrated on manifesting the formation patterns, observing the movement of the spiritual threads, thinking about the structure of spiritual power, and exercising the method of controlling the spiritual power hub...
The mastery and understanding of the Lingshu Formation is also deepening little by little...
At the same time, the heart veins of the two zombies Zhang Quan and Elder Song were also drawn with ink paintings on the spiritual pivot formation, and the spiritual threads were spread all over the limbs, completely controlling them.
With a thought, Mo Hua controlled the two of them to stand up.
As expected, the two of them stood up straight according to Mo Hua's thoughts.
It’s just that both of them have their eyes closed and are unconscious, just like real puppets.
Mo Hua controlled Zhang Quan to raise his hand and slapped Elder Song, and then controlled Elder Song to slap Zhang Quan.
Then let them both be slapped repeatedly.
Neither of them resisted.
Mo Hua manipulated them into fighting each other.
They all did the same.
It's just that the two of them were seriously injured, and they were controlled by Mo Hua. Their moves were clumsy and not very powerful.
Mo Hua is a little disappointed.
too weak…
Such a level cannot threaten the ancestors of the Zhang family at all.
“How about waking them up?”
Ink Hua decided to give it a try.
He used the molten fire formation to completely refine the two disciples of the Zhang family, as well as Elder Si, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and then fed them to Elders Zhang Quan and Song.
Sure enough, the two men's injuries were repaired, and their auras gradually strengthened.
After a moment, both Zhang Quan and Elder Song opened their eyes.
They unexpectedly discovered that their injuries were healed and their strength had recovered to 70% to 80%.
Then they unexpectedly discovered that their "bodies" were no longer their own.
No matter what you want to do, your body remains motionless.
On the side, Mo Hua looked at them with a smile.
The two of them felt cold in their hearts.
What bad water is this kid thinking about?
"You are my 'people' now, and you must obey my orders!" Mo Hua ordered.
Zhang Quan felt ridiculous in his heart.
What is this kid talking about?
How could I be your "person" and obey your orders?
I can’t wait to kill you and then do it quickly!
Mo Hua ordered: "Zhang Quan, slap Elder Song."
Zhang Quan even sneered in his heart, "Just slap me if you ask me to? How could I do such a disrespectful thing..."
Before he finished thinking, he found that his hand had already slapped Elder Song on the face...
Zhang Quan was shocked.
Elder Song was even more shocked.
Zhang Quan is a junior, but he actually listened to this brat’s order and slapped his ancestor? !
The ink painting was very satisfied, and he said to the elder Song:
“You slap me back again.”
As expected, Elder Song also slapped Zhang Quan.
At this time, both Zhang Quan and Zhang Quan realized that something was wrong.
Zhang Quan said angrily: "Little devil, what have you done to us?"
Elder Song was also shocked and said angrily: "What on earth are you going to do?"
Mo Hua was speechless: "How could I tell you? Do you think I'm stupid?"
Then he muttered: "Can't let them speak, otherwise my plan will be exposed..."
Can you shut them up?
With a thought in Mo Hua's mind, the blue light shone faintly on the heart vessels of Zhang Quan and Zhang Quan, and formations appeared. These formations derived from spiritual threads and spread upward, like needlework, sewing up the mouths of Zhang Quan and Zhang Quan.
Elders Zhang Quan and Song stared with wide eyes and looked horrified, but they were speechless.
Mo Hua squinted his eyes and smiled.
now it's right.
Zombies should look like zombies, no nonsense!
After that, he became invisible and sat down cross-legged, ready to wait and wait for other zombie elders of the Zhang family to come over and test the control effect of the Spiritual Pivot Array.
After a while, there was indeed another zombie elder, leading two zombie disciples, into Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.
As soon as the zombie elder entered the sea of consciousness, before he had time to sigh at the depth and purity of Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness, he found Zhang Quan and Elder Song standing like wooden piles.
The two of them looked very strange.
The clothes on his body were ragged and full of scorch marks, as if he had been through a fierce battle.
But the breath is very calm, even a little neutral and peaceful, it doesn't look like it has been through a battle...
“Song to the elders?”
The zombie elder frowned and asked.
Elder Song was motionless, his eyes were open, but there was no reaction at all.
The zombie elder muttered in his heart and shouted again, "Elder Song?"
"What happened?"
“Where is Elder Si? And those two disciples?”
“Why do you look like this?”
Elder Zombie asked for a long time, but Elder Song said nothing.
The zombie elder frowned even more tightly.
At this moment, Elder Song withdrew his hand, his fingers were like sharp claws, and as fast as the wind, he aimed straight at the heart of the zombie elder.
The zombie elder was shocked and hurriedly avoided it, but a **** mark was still torn out on his chest, and dark blood flowed out.
The zombie elder was furious, "Elder Song, what do you mean?"
Elder Song’s attack was more urgent, life-threatening, and his moves were vicious.
The zombie elder gritted his teeth and said while struggling to support himself:
“Zhang Song, what do you mean?”
“You want to be a traitor?”
“Kill your own elders?”
“How do you explain it to your ancestors?”
“Are you thinking the opposite?!”
Elder Song’s face was expressionless and his heart was filled with pain:
I don’t want to kill each other, I can’t help myself...
It’s not my fault…
The blame lies with that vicious, hateful, despicable, insidious, shameless kid!
It’s him who makes me unable to control myself!
I have something to do today, this is the only chapter, more than 4k words ~
(End of this chapter)