Asking About Longevity: Chapter 608 golden marrow
Chapter 608 Golden Marrow
Scanned by Mo Hua's gaze, all the demons and evil spirits were all shaken and trembling.
They are afraid of being "eaten".
The color of the black water is also a bit lighter. It seems that after all the effort, the pig-headed demon that was "given birth" was eaten, which damaged its vitality.
In the black water, there was a strong anger.
It seems that no one has ever dared to be so disrespectful to it.
The ten-day break lasts for two days in total.
“The secret of heaven?!”
Just do what you have to do well...
The demon had no power to resist, and was directly punched away by Mo Hua. It fell to the ground like a torn sack, rolled around several times, and then struggled to escape.
But if you expend too much effort and damage the origin of the God Lord, the gain will outweigh the loss...
Before he finished speaking, Mo Hua opened his mouth and bit the "goat's horn".
Mo Hua stepped forward and stepped on it, with a puzzled look on his face, "You seem to be an idiot? Don't you understand what's going on now?"
Mo Hua asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
“Rude brat!”
What's more, this person is still a childish and inexperienced brat.
Although it was very light, so light that only he could notice it.
“That’s ridiculous! You can’t sense the golden elixir or the spiritual consciousness that has emerged?”
“I am the Lord God who serves...”
Before Mo Hua could react, the demons and ghosts went crazy and attacked him. It seemed they didn't want to give Mo Hua any chance to resist, and wanted to tear Mo Hua into pieces and devour him alive.
Demons and ghosts were trapped in the volcano, burned by the flames, and swallowed by the lava.
Only one remains...
But it tastes good…
The demon was startled, even if he beat it to death, he wouldn't believe that Mo Hua would really show it something "good". The demon snorted coldly, "Don't play any tricks. In front of the Lord God, everything..."
“Xuankushan…”
It is one’s own three animal sacrifices…
It opened its eyes in disbelief.
It seems to have been hidden in the deepest part of the black water, wrapped in the black water, leaving no trace.
After "eating" full and "eating" well, it was getting late, so Mo Hua planned to go out.
Mo Hua played for a while, feeling a little tired and his hands and feet were a little sore, so he could only sigh.
After he returned, he looked at the mission information, looked over the map of Bishan City, and thought about what to prepare...
"If you have time, take a look at Taixu Ling for yourself..."
A gentle woman stood by her side with an anxious look on her face. She was Aunt Wan.
A series of dark and strange textures emerged from his body, densely woven, condensing into an ink Taoist robe, and draped around his body.
The demons suddenly changed color.
It wants to "eat" this little devil who is half-stepped into the womb of a god, and offer the most delicious and pious sacrifice for the god's awakening!
The sea of consciousness in the ink painting suddenly became cold, and the filthy black water spread, making the ground dirty.
Mo Hua knew what Wen Renwan was worried about, so he smiled and said:
“Aunt Wan, if Yu’er has nightmares again, I’ll come and see him again…”
Mo Hua muttered.
Mo Hua was perched atop the Lishan Cremation Complex. From a high position, he looked at countless monsters and all kinds of ghosts, howling in pain and turning into black ashes in the formation. He couldn't help but nodded.
Sheep Horns was so angry that it trembled all over. Under Mo Hua's "sweet words" in turn, it finally couldn't bear it any longer.
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly and said with a smile:
“Thank you, Senior Sister Murong!”
Then the fire of the five elements surged, and the Bagua Li fire covered the top. The two intertwined, like lava, flowing between the rocks.
Just after the ink painting was "eaten", his spiritual realm was still at the fifteen lines. Although it was much deeper, there was still no breakthrough.
Mo Hua's eyes showed excitement, and then under the horrified gaze of the demon, Mo Hua used all kinds of methods, first using formations, then using spells, and then beating randomly with his small fists.
It was a calm night.
They are not afraid of death or pain. They fight for their lives and just want to gnaw a piece of meat from Mo Hua.
“What are you talking nonsense about?”
Mo Hua was shocked.
“...it must be the invasion of evil spirits, which has damaged the sea of consciousness and invaded the mind. Look at his body, which is darkened, his face is gloomy, and he is unconscious. If he is not treated early, he may be in trouble..."
The demon's voice is crazy and his eyes are crazy:
“I am worshiped by the Lord of God. I am protected by the Lord of God, and my thoughts are immortal. You can bully me, humiliate me, beat me and hurt me, but you can never kill me!”
Mo Hua frowned.
With one punch, he can only beat the demon until its bones are broken, its appearance is disfigured, or it is disabled, but it cannot explode.
It has no taste.
Mo Hua promised him that he would visit him again when he had time, and Yu'er became happier.
Mo Hua quickly took it away from Lei Wen and broke it into pieces easily with his hands. However, a trace of light golden liquid spiritual thought flowed out from the skull...
The spiritual thoughts in ink paintings are as condensed as mercury.
But it’s too late.
“The evil spirit is different from the evil spirit…”
But the problem now is that he does not have enough merits to change the formation.
"Strange…"
The flesh and skin on their bodies was burnt black and turned into ashes.
Mo Hua said: "I just had a nightmare. A group of monsters came into my dream and wanted to eat me, but they were no match for me. I killed them all!"
The Lishan Cremation Array burns and kills demons, and at the same time, these demons are purified of their demonic aura and refined into white aura.
The majesty of the Lord God is inviolable.
Mo Hua was startled, "This is... bone marrow?!"
Occasionally moving your fists and feet to stretch your "muscles and bones" is okay for fun, but relying on your own three-legged cat's monastic martial arts to slay demons and demons is still too inefficient.
I meditated again and strengthened my Taoist mind.
What kind of monster is this little devil? !
How could the Tribulation Thunder be sealed in his sea of consciousness? !
"you?!"
Mo Hua quickly shook his little head, throwing this absurd and weird idea behind him, and then looked at himself carefully.
“Your God-Lord is a rat, sneaky, sneaky, shameless, and shameless…”
Anyway, after being struck by the tribulation thunder, even if there was any spiritual thought of the "Desolate God" in this "bone marrow", it was wiped out. What remained was only pure spiritual consciousness with some charm.
And all living beings in this world are all ants and slugs.
"What is the worship of the Lord of God? Is it an evil lackey?"
Mo Hua punched it again and knocked it away, then pulled it back and knocked it away again...
“Yeah!” Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.
“Then this kid…”
…‖
Mo Hua said calmly, then spread his arms and his pupils turned black instantly.
“You just…”
But she didn’t know what to say.
“If the Lord God is immortal, I will not die!”
Wen Renwan looked complicated and didn't know what to say.
“I’ll show you something good.”
It opened its eyes suddenly and froze immediately.
Mo Hua punched a horse-faced monster in the face; with a backhand kick, he trampled the waist of a wolf monster; he picked up the horns of a bull monster with his backhand and swung it hard, overwhelming a large number of monsters...
Wen Renwan was still worried and said:
But Mo Hua ignored it at all. Before it could finish speaking, he picked it up by the back of its neck and dragged it to the Taoist monument.
As he looked at it, Mo Hua was suddenly startled.
…
Mo Hua smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Wan, and..."
It didn’t expect that even though it just wanted to make a tooth sacrifice, it could actually encounter a monster that could instantly form a formation through trickery and look like a half-stepped divine fetus!
Mo Hua saw their expressions and felt a little helpless.
The demon sneered:
"You have offended the Lord of God and deserve to die. If you kneel down and beg for mercy and convert to my Lord, I may grant you grace and forgiveness..."
Why is this monster so arrogant without even blinking?
Mo Hua kicked it and asked:
It is better than drawing a first-level formation by yourself.
Unfortunately, the “ration” of my spiritual consciousness is gone…
She looked at the ink painting again with grateful eyes.
Only Wen Renwan, who looked worried, looked happy, "Mo Hua, are you okay..."
Mo Hua nodded, "It's okay."
Mo Hua silently wrote down the name of this mountain, and decided that after completing the task, he would take a side trip to Xuanku Mountain and visit Huangshan Jun.
This formation is difficult.
From the sixteenth line to the seventeenth line, there is a thick barrier between them, so it is not that easy to break through.
“To live so long…”
Mo Hua looked at the monster with bright eyes.
Mo Hua also smiled gently.
Some had expressionless faces and thought Mo Hua was talking in his sleep; some laughed and shook their heads, thinking that Mo Hua was talking "child talk"; and some had sneers on their faces and thought Mo Hua was talking nonsense.
The dignity of God cannot be blasphemed.
“Something went wrong in your practice…”
In front of its eyes, there is a scarlet, dead formation.
…
The bone-faced ram-horned demon was furious, "Insulting the Lord God, you..."
“You have to work hard and earn more merits...”
The black water as the "embryo" was also incinerated by the flames, evaporated and turned into black mist.
“He is indeed a tough guy…”
All the black water has been evaporated.
He found on the map that there was a barren mountain outside Bishan City that looked familiar.
And this demon's ram's horn, no, not just the ram's horn, but the entire ram's horn skull, is actually close to the "real thing" and extremely strong.
Mo Hua’s eyes darkened slightly.
The black water swelled, turned into black mist, and surged.
One by one, spiritual thoughts enter the belly, constantly strengthening the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting.
Yu'er slept peacefully for a night, her complexion was much better, and she had the appetite to eat. After only eating a few mouthfuls, she looked up at the ink painting, then squinted her eyes and smiled.
There were several elder-looking monks in the distance, arguing in low voices.
At night, Mo Hua stayed by Yu'er's side again.
"I can't explain it to you when you play the harp to a cow..."
The demon sneered: "It's good that you know..."
Heishui was stunned for a moment, and then started to tremble violently, as if he was very angry at Mo Hua.
Yu'er slowly opened his eyes, which were a little hazy. Then he remembered something and immediately turned his head, and saw that Mo Hua was indeed by his side.
“I’m so tired from physical training...”
After that, it was further refined by Lihuo to form Baiqing Qi.
Mo Hua thought about it in his mind, and then realized that this barren mountain was actually the broken mountain of "Huangshan Jun".
Yu'er drooped her little head, a little reluctant to leave, and kept sending the ink paintings to the door.
The golden chain dragged the demon to the front of the ink painting.
But these monsters are obviously stronger.
"No, you said it hasn't woken up yet, so it's probably dormant..."
“It must be evil!”
But the next day, Mo Hua was going back to the sect.
Suddenly Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, “Sheep’s horns!”
At the same time, he licked his lips provocatively.
It wanted to curse "You deserve to die", but when it saw Mo Hua raising his little fist with a "ferocious" look on his face, he didn't dare to curse.
“That’s all, let’s take it one step at a time…”
Jie Lei…
“I’m tired of playing...”
Ink painting sits cross-legged.
There is no way, these days, no one believes the truth.
On their chests, there is a mass of black water, which is like a heart, trembling slightly, with evil and filthy black energy as blood, strengthening the power of demons.
Mo Hua thought for a while and said:
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“It’s not that I can’t see it, it’s that I can’t sense it with my spiritual consciousness…”
“God Lord, what is this thing? Is it an evil god?”
Mo Hua retreated from the sea of consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that his body was covered with a soft blanket.
Others were also stunned and speechless.
Wen Renwan was startled for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the ink painting with even more grateful eyes.
Even this little monster, who can be called a monster, can't help himself.
Mo Hua then sat next to him, "roasting" and "eating" at the same time.
…
Once he reaches the realm of sixteen lines, he will have enough spiritual knowledge to learn the second-grade sixteen-line "Beacon Fire Yuan Magnetic Array"!
Mo Hua did not draw the formations, but took time out to play with Yu'er for most of the day.
There were cracks on the horned skull.
After doing this three or four times, the demon was beaten to the ground.
Wen Renwan gave Mo Hua a lot of delicious food, as well as some calligraphy and pen and ink to express his gratitude, but he seemed to have something on his mind. He hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking:
“Ink painting…”
Mo Hua became competitive, and he had to smash this bone today.
“…Who on earth is he?!”
He frowned, then suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a smile:
It is very difficult to draw the current state of spiritual consciousness with ink.
The sky is getting brighter, and the morning glow is filling the sky and pouring in from the window.
It’s a pity that I didn’t eat it.
Afterwards, Mo Hua rode the Gu family's carriage back to Taixu Gate.
In the boundless hell, countless deformed and ferocious demons held their heads and screamed, howling in pain.
Could this "blood of divine thoughts" come from the "God Lord" mentioned by these demons, that is, the so-called "Lord of the Wilderness"?
Why do these demons bother Yu'er?
But at the same time, it also felt deep fear in its heart.
As for the Lishan Cremation Array, although it burned its black water, it did not hurt it at all.
This set of complex formations was constructed by Mr. Mo Hua after being guided by Mr.
The moment the formation was formed, Heishui noticed a trace of great terror.
Mo Hua frowned, and started as before, dodging with the water step and sneaking attacks with small fists. Occasionally, he used water prison to control, or used fireball to touch up.
Sixteen patterns are the ultimate spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building.
It's refreshing, but after playing for a long time, it becomes a bit boring.
“Yes, Yu’er finally…slept well…”
In the dark, he always felt that there was a big conspiracy shrouding Yu'er, Shangguan's family, and even the entire Qianzhou...
“The dignified family is guarded by so many great monks, where can the evil spirits come from?”
Over eighty, which is quite a lot.
“Sure enough! God’s blessing is unstoppable!”
“Physical training is too stupid.”
But no matter what, this ram's horn skull is not broken at all.
The Lishan Cremation Array, after burying these demons, gradually disappeared.
It is a great tonic!
Mo Hua held the goat-horned skull, drank up the "marrow", and licked the corners of his mouth, feeling satisfied. There were also a few more traces of pale golden blood in his body.
This time it doesn’t hold back any more.
"Who are you…"
“Kill some **** slaves and monsters, and think yourself great!”
Even though the demon sounded arrogant, he still felt frightened when Mo Hua stared at him like this.
Making soup with big bones will strengthen your body!
If you chew this hard bone, wouldn't your consciousness become stronger?
Mo Hua was startled for a moment, and then he realized that he had punched the bone-faced ram's horn many times, and there were no cracks in its bones, nor was its horn broken.
After a while, the black mist dissipated, and there were many demons and ghosts inside, all of them hideous, deformed and ugly.
Perhaps it can directly break through the sixteen lines, or even get close to the seventeen lines?
His consciousness slanted out, and in the sea of consciousness, it instantly formed a huge formation at an extremely fast speed, covering all the demons and monsters.
Mo Hua stared at the "bone marrow" and hesitated for a long time, but couldn't hold it back anymore. He dipped a little of it with his index finger, put it in his mouth and licked it.
This time there are more demons hatched in the black water, and they are obviously stronger.
I am already so strong.
Adhering to the principle of "no waste", Mo Hua drank up all the remaining pale gold "marrow".
Looking carefully, the ink painting looked shocked.
Everyone still stayed by Yu'er's side.
He is a **** who resides above the nine heavens. His power is overwhelming and he overlooks all living beings.
Ink Hua ducked past the water, approached it, clenched his fist, and punched it in the face.
Thunder? ? !
Wen Renwan was startled, and then he looked at Yu'er, with a gentle expression, as gentle as water, and the stone that had been hanging in his heart fell gently.
He turned his head and looked at Yu'er, who was lying on the bed with her brows relaxed and her expression peaceful, and said softly:
“…Yu’er also had a good sleep…”
“Are you…really okay…”
Getting this gap, Mo Hua tapped his feet on the ground, took a few steps back, and widened the distance.
The demon sons and grandsons it hatched were all cremated by him using the formation, roasted and eaten.
Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and asked, "Sheep head?"
Murong Caiyun said gently: "The location of this mission is in Bishan City outside the boundary of Qianxue Prefecture. The mountains there are steep and there are many mountains and rivers around..."
His expression was seen by the demon. The demon was extremely proud and sneered: "You know the Lord of God...what are you going to do??!"
In the black water, a shrill roar came out, and after distortion, it turned into intermittent frightened human voices:
The demon gradually became relieved.
Light golden bone marrow!
He reached out and touched the goat's horn on the demon's head, and then broke it off hard, and found that it couldn't be broken off.
Wen Renwan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice:
There were only a few elders, looking at the ink paintings with focused and thoughtful eyes.
Seventeen lines are the spiritual consciousness in the later stage of foundation building.
…
Murong Caiyun thought for a while and then said: "There is indeed a mission. It is not difficult, and the merits are not too many. I estimate it is only more than eighty points. If you want to go, you can go together."
At the same time, its "indestructible" horns were protected by the Lord of the Wilderness, and any idea of "immortality" was instantly wiped out.
Mo Hua beat the horns a few more times and found that he didn’t understand...
The rocks where the spiritual thoughts are manifested are bulging and intertwined, forming a rock dungeon, trapping all the demons.
He is going to "eat"!
It sneered, "Don't bother, you are a young brat, like a dog, how do you know the power of the Lord of the Wilderness?"
It seems that from now on, I am completely different from all living beings in the world.
An old man snorted coldly, "You're just trying to make things up. I've lived for hundreds of years and haven't seen anything before? How could there be any 'invisible evil spirits'?"
His aura instantly changed from innocent and clear to deep and eerie.
Seems to be treating this mass of black water as a "snack".
It seems that being around Mo Hua makes me feel more at ease.
Because he woke up after seeing the ink painting...
Mo Hua’s eyes showed murderous intent, he shook his little hand and said crisply:
"kill!"
But what exactly it is, he is still confused.
Mo Hua went to ask Senior Sister Murong.
“The formation is still easy to use…”
All the demons were slaughtered.
As for Xiao Yu'er, she slept soundly for another night, her energy became better and better, and her face was no longer so pale.
Mo Hua looked at the demon and touched his chin, a little confused, "You seem...not afraid of death?"
With a thought in his mind, Mo Hua seemed to have noticed that this pool of "black water" had begun to retreat. With a blink of his eyes and an idea, he straightened his chest and raised his head, making a very arrogant look.
“…the secret of cause and effect…”
Bishan City…
Ink painting is both relieved and a little regretful.
At this point, all the demons have been eaten dry and wiped out by him, and they have broken their bones and sucked out their marrow.
At this time, it is past Zi Shi, and the Taoist stele can already be seen.
"You do not understand…"
Ink painting’s spiritual consciousness finally broke through and reached the sixteen lines!
In the black water, stronger murderous intent was also heard.
No one thinks that what Mo Hua said is actually the truth...
This is what Mo Hua tinkered with in his spare time. On top of a second-grade primary building, the Five Elements and Bagua are in harmony. The Five Elements Fire and Bagua Lihuo are generated together. The enemy is trapped in the Bagua Gen Mountain, and the enemy is trapped and killed.
The man suddenly choked up mid-sentence.
Before Sheep Horns had finished speaking, he saw a slight flash of thunder patterns, revealing only a trace of breath, and derived a weak thunder current, which instantly wiped out its consciousness.
The demon with a bone face and ram's horns was furious when he heard this and roared something unknown. Seeing the confusion on Mo Hua's face, it changed into a lame and gloomy human voice:
In an instant, Lishan’s cremation complex was launched.
Ink Hua is too lazy to talk nonsense, his spiritual consciousness has been pushed to the extreme, his eyes are full of strange shadows, and his Taoist robe is covered with dense lines.
Mo Hua will use this set of complex formations to "stew" all the monsters and ghosts in one pot so that he can "eat" full.
While the ram-horned demon was tortured by the ink painting, he felt proud of his piety and the blessing given to him by the God.
Mo Hua stretched out his right hand, condensed it into a golden pattern, locked it, and then made a move with his small hand.
Although the demon didn't think that there was anything that could break the Lord's blessing, he still had lingering fears about the ink paintings, so he still closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look at anything.
Mo Hua pressed the demon's head on the Taoist monument and ordered:
“Take a look.”
The elders next to them also had different expressions.
With a human face of white bones and ferocious goat horns, he looks small in size, which is the height of an average adult monk, but is much shorter than those monsters.
Mo Hua’s eyes were full of contempt.
“From fiction to reality…”
The ink painting is a bit angry.
The spiritual power contained in it is not strong, but after eating it, there is a very mysterious feeling.
The matter of Mo Hua was a near miss, but they couldn’t figure it out, so they stopped asking about it.
Ordinary spiritual thoughts are essentially like fog.
“A thousand-year-old king and a ten-thousand-year turtle, are you the king of gods or the turtle?”
“If anything happens, just hide behind and act like a coward.”
But now that the demon has been slaughtered and the black water has been burned, it has to show its true form.
“Lishan Cremation Array!”
The entire formation is like an erupting volcano.
Even if you eat this kid, it will be a great supplement.
Yu'er had a bright smile on her face.
The ruined temple of Huangshanjun, the desolate mountain god, is located on the top of this barren mountain.
They...want to use Yu'er as a sacrifice?
“I will send you the detailed map and mission information.”
The anger in the goat-horned demon's heart dissipated instantly, and boundless fear surged into his heart.
“Could this golden bone marrow be the true ‘divine’ thought?”
It was then that he discovered that his spiritual body had a trace of light golden blood at some point.
“It is a supreme honor to devote one’s life to the Lord God, and…”
Don't worry, Yu'er can have a good sleep again.
But the demon's arrogance is even more arrogant.
This is a…
Mo Hua’s brows furrowed more and more tightly.
However, Mo Hua is not in a hurry. His current state of spiritual consciousness is already very high and he can calm down a little.
After returning to the sect, he spent two days refining and absorbing a group of demons, ghosts, and the evil thoughts pursued by the ram's horn.
But in the sea of his own consciousness, the spiritual thoughts drawn by ink are unrestrained, and the manifested formations can be done as he pleases and without restraint.
Concerning Taixu's divine mind that transforms into a sword's true art, Huangshan Jun must be hiding something from himself...
Go and ask yourself!
Thank you for the reward of Cultivation Together~
Yesterday I was supposed to let Xiao Mo Hua "eat" full, but he couldn't write anymore. Today I will let Mo Hua "eat" better...
(.)
(End of this chapter)