Asking About Longevity: Chapter 642 secret room

Chapter 642 The Secret Room

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "Do you still remember me?"

Jia Ren’s eyes were filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:

 “You little brat who was stabbed a thousand times and turned into ashes, I can recognize you...”

 Gu Changhuai on the side was also a little surprised and asked Mo Hua:

“What did you do to him? Why does he hate you so much?”

This Jia Ren, who originally looked like a piece of meat on a hob and looked indifferent to life and death, how come after seeing the ink painting, he felt as if he had rolled through a pan of oil, and his whole body exploded...

Mo Hua frowned and said, "I don't know either..."

 He thought about it:

“In that mission, it was Senior Sister Murong and Senior Brother Feng who captured him. I just followed along and helped with some ‘insignificant’ things. I don’t know why he hates me so much…”

“I guess I’m bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. I can’t defeat my senior brothers and sisters. I think I’m young and my cultivation level is low, so I want to target me…”

Gu Changhuai looked unbelieving.

Hearing this, Jia Ren spit out a mouthful of blood, "You, you..."

 But when he saw his "enemy", he was so angry that his head was spinning and he couldn't speak.

Mo Hua was no longer polite to him. He threw the "iron plate" on the ground and ordered:

 “Kneel down...”

As soon as he said these words, Mo Hua was startled and suddenly remembered.

The first "victim" of this iron plate, isn't this "Jia Ren"?

 At that time, he was still a big man.

It's a pity that at that time, I was not good at learning and the iron plate was made crudely.

So this Jia Ren, kneeling on the iron plate, still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

 I asked him "does it hurt?" He was still like this, looking at me like his eyes were on fire, but he wouldn't let go.

 The ink painting left a deep impression.

Since then, Mo Hua has been determined to "improve" the iron plate, and iteratively optimized it one plate after another.

 Striving for the sin cultivators who kneel on the iron plate to be "confessive and lenient" and tell the truth.

 Now, the opportunity has come again, the fate has come again...

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he said to Jia Ren: "Hurry up and kneel down again..."

“This iron plate, since the last time you knelt down, I have changed several versions of the formation, and it has been improved a lot..."

“Kneel down again now and see if there is any difference from the first time you knelt down?”

 “How do you feel specifically?”

“Is there an urge to tell the truth?”

The tone of Mo Hua is a little curious, a little naive, and a little sincere.

There is no trace of ridicule.

 But Jia Ren’s eyes were already bloodshot.

Gu Changhuai sighed and immediately understood why Jia Ren hated ink paintings so much.

As if he had a grudge against killing his father, he wanted to eat the ink paintings alive.

 He even understood.

This little brat can really **** people off sometimes.

However, Gu Changhuai was also curious about the effect of this "iron plate".

So he squeezed Jia Ren's shoulders, ignored his struggle, held Jia Ren down, and knelt on the "iron plate" painted in ink.

 On the iron plate, the formation was activated instantly.

Mo Hua's formation improvement this time "returns to its original nature" does not include the Bagua formation, but relies solely on the Five Elements formation, and the five elements cycle to build a complex formation.

 Similar to the basic "killing array" principle in the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation.

  But on a much smaller scale.

And the purpose is not to "kill", but the cycle of the five elements, giving metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and different spiritual pain feelings.

 Golden needle, wood poison, water torture, fire, earth suffocation.

 The five elements deepen and pain circulates.

And in order to avoid the shortcomings of being easy to break if it is too strong and easy to faint if it is too painful, the pain of this Five Elements Punishment Formation will be milder.

 Be particular about cutting meat with a blunt knife.

First make a few cuts, and then slowly intensify the pain, wearing down the will of the guilty cultivator, making them lose their guard and confess...

Thinking of this, Mo Hua sighed.

 I am obviously a good monk with a kind heart.

 But these sin cultivators are each worse than the last, and each one is more harsh than the last.

Forcing myself, I had no choice but to study this torture formation.

 I can’t help myself...

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

 Then he immediately started to observe Jia Ren’s reaction with bright eyes.

Jia Ren just knelt down. Although his face was angry, his expression was as usual, and there seemed to be a trace of disdain. He looked at the ink painting and snorted coldly.

 As if to say, that’s it?

 Is this what you are improving?

 The more improved it is, the worse it is.

 But soon, his expression changed.

Because the pain gradually deepened, and the Five Elements Formation cycle, different levels, rich and delicate pain, constantly tortured his body.

Also little by little, wearing down his perseverance.

 After a moment, Jia Ren's face turned pale.

 It's like drinking old wine.

 Smooth in the mouth, but extremely ferocious aftertaste.

 A jolting pain shot straight to his forehead.

Jia Ren’s expression was distorted and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

 But this pain lingered on the edge of the limit, making him want to faint, but he couldn't. He could only indulge in the sea of ​​pain and struggle...

 Gu Changhuai's eyelids jumped at the sight.

 The "torture" of Daotingsi is not absent.

He has used all kinds of torture instruments.

But he has never seen such a gentle, cruel, and ingenious instrument of torture...

Mo Hua's child looks innocent, but there is too much bad blood in his stomach...

"how do you feel?"

Mo Hua asked in a clear voice.

 As if he made a dish and asked others how it tasted...

 “Little devil, one day, I will kill...ah——”

Jia Ren couldn't help it and let out a hoarse wail.

Mo Hua expressed sympathy on his face, "If you don't say anything, it will get more and more painful..."

Then he silently increased the spiritual power supply of the "Iron Plate" formation...

Jia Ren’s facial features are all deforming.

I don’t know how long it took, but under the double torture of the “pain” caused by the iron plate and the “pain” caused by the ink painting, Jia Ren’s Taoist heart finally collapsed.

Jia Ren’s voice trembled and he said as if he was resigned to his fate:

 “I...said! I said...”

 He could have died a hundred times, but he couldn't bear the anger and pain.

Mo Hua looked happy.

Jia Renken said that this shows that his optimization and improvement of the "iron plate" during this period of time has been very effective.

 And it was recognized by the first experiencer!

Gu Changhuai picked up Jia Ren, and Mo Hua asked some of the previous questions again.

 “Where is the Fire Buddha?”

 “Why do you want to destroy the Xie family?”

Jia Ren broke into a cold sweat and gritted his teeth: "I can't say these things..."

Mo Hua's face was stern, "You dare to trick me?"

Jia Ren felt cold sweat on his back and his knees were aching. He quickly said: "No, I don't dare..."

 He swallowed hard, "I can't say these things..."

Mo Hua frowned, "What do you mean?"

Gu Changhuai’s eyes narrowed, “Speechless Curse…”

Mo Hua was puzzled, "Speechless curse?"

Gu Changhuai said: "It is a kind of evil spell. It is cast in the form of a spiritual spell. It can prohibit monks from saying certain words. Once violated, the spell will backfire, hurting the throat and even the sea of ​​​​consciousness..."

 “There is actually such a spell…”

Mo Hua was startled, then turned his head and said:

 “Let him write it down?”

 It is forbidden to speak, speak, or write.

Gu Changhuai shook his head, "I can't even write..."

“If it were so simple and there were loopholes for you to exploit, wouldn’t this spell be stupid?”

"The purpose of the so-called gag technique is to make the monks strictly keep secrets and not disclose them to the outside world, whether they are written or spoken."

Mo Hua nodded, "That's right..."

The only thing I can do is to make insinuations and ask some questions.

 It cannot be related to things like "Fire Buddha", "Xie family", "annihilation of the family".

Mo Hua thought for a while and asked Jia Ren:

 “Where is your real storage bag...hidden?”

Jia Ren was startled, his eyes trembling.

Gu Changhuai was also a little surprised.

Seeing that Jia Ren didn't want to say anything, Mo Hua's gaze became more and more dangerous.

Jia Ren looked gloomy and finally sighed: "Bishan City, Rouge Shop, behind the secret room, the third secret compartment..."

 “Rouge shop, secret room, secret compartment…”

Mo Hua silently wrote it down, and when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of a cold glimmer in Jia Ren's eyes.

 This lingering light is fleeting.

 He became frightened again.

Mo Hua snorted in his heart.

 “Playing such a little trick in front of me...”

Soon, several Tao Tingsi executives arrived.

 They are not the chief executives of Bishan City, but from Qianxue Zhoujie.

 And they are not ordinary executives, they all have the surname Gu.

The Gu family is only a fourth-rank family, but its status in the Qianxue state is not low, because the Gu family has had many disciples serving in the Daotingsi for generations.

 Disciples, former officials, and old friends spread throughout Qianzhou.

Although Gu Changhuai has a bad temper, he has been in the Daotingsi family since he was a child. He has been influenced by his ears and eyes, and his criminal investigation ability is very strong. He also has family support, so he has a high prestige in Daotingsi.

 The matter of the Fire Buddha is extremely confidential.

Gu Changhuai is not yet at ease and lets other executives intervene. He only trusts his own people in the Gu family.

These executive officers came over and bowed their hands to Gu Changhuai:

 “Young Master.”

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, pointed at Jia Ren, and ordered: "Watch this man, don't let him run away, let alone die."

"yes!"

 The chief executive of the Gu family accepted the order with his hands raised.

Gu Changhuai nodded, and then returned to the rouge shop in Bishan City with Mo Hua.

They both let go of their consciousness and made sure that no one was watching around them, then they took a step forward and walked in.

 The interior of Rouge Shop is neatly furnished, but a little shabby. The aroma of rouge filled the air, but after a long time, it had a strange smell.

Behind the rouge shop, there is a screen, and behind the screen, there is a secret room.

Although it is hidden, it cannot be hidden from Gu Changhuai and the other two.

Gu Changhuai is a Jindan monk and a Taoist Diansi. He has profound cultivation and rich experience.

Mo Hua has strong spiritual consciousness, is proficient in formations, and is even more familiar with finding secret rooms.

 But there is a formation above the secret room.

 It looks like it is a second-grade formation, used to seal the secret door.

 The formation is not high-end, but it may be a little tricky.

Gu Changhuai, who is proficient in criminal investigation but not proficient in formations, is hesitating whether to call a few more formation masters from the Daoting Division to come over and see if there are any mechanisms in these formations...

But in the blink of an eye, Mo Hua took out his pen, dipped it in ink, and drew some pattern outside the secret room.

Then on the secret door, the five-color patterns suddenly lighted up, and then disappeared one by one.

 The formation that sealed the door was removed.

 The door to the secret room was also opened.

 The technique is too fast, too skillful...

He didn’t even look carefully to see what the ink painting was about...

Gu Changhuai looked astonished and looked at the ink painting, "Felting formation...you can do it too?"

Mo Hua nodded, "This is simple."

 It's just a way to break up the formation. He has been learning it since the Qi refining period and uses it frequently. He is already very proficient in it.

Moreover, in order to keep a low profile, he didn’t even have the knowledge to control ink, but he honestly used the pen dipped in ink to explain each step.

Otherwise, he would have untied the formation with just a few clicks of his finger...

 In front of Uncle Gu, it was a bit too showy.

 After solving the formation, the door of the secret room has been opened, and it is dark inside.

Mo Hua thought: "Uncle Gu, will you go in first?"

Although it is a secret room, in Bishan City, there is unlikely to be any danger inside.

There are so many people like the Fire Buddha, but they cannot hide inside.

 But just in case, Mo Hua was cautious and did not proceed rashly.

The sky was falling, and Uncle Gu, the "big man", was holding it up, but it was not the turn of a young monk like me to take risks.

Gu Changhuai nodded and walked into the secret room.

Mo Hua spent ten breaths and saw nothing unusual inside, so he followed in.

As soon as he entered the secret room, Mo Hua looked up and saw Gu Changhuai standing in the center of the secret room with a serious look on his face.

Mo Hua looked around and saw that the relatively spacious secret room was in a mess and filled with many storage bags.

 Some storage bags have been opened.

 There are some more, stacked in the corner.

At the same time, the surrounding area was full of **** spiritual weapons, as well as miscellaneous spiritual weapons that seemed to have been stolen from the Xie family.

 Looks like after rummaging through, he packed the “useless” things in a storage bag and prepared to throw them away.

This Jia Ren is doing the dirty work of "cleaning up the aftermath".

 And he is good at disguise, and he is also the best suited to deceive others and do this kind of finishing work.

 There is indeed a hidden compartment in the secret room.

 There is nothing abnormal around the dark grid, but there must be a formation inside...

Gu Changhuai looked hesitant. He was hesitating whether to call Tingsi's formation master to come over again.

 But he glanced at the calm-faced ink painting next to him, and gradually gave up the idea.

 “What formation is this?”

Gu Changhuai asked about ink painting.

The ink painting is a bit unexpected.

This is the first time Gu Changhuai has asked himself questions about the formation.

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and looked at the hidden grid structure several times. After a little calculation, he considered:

“This is a second-grade, fourteen-pattern earth sealing formation. It seals things inside and blends them with the earth and stone breath, making it difficult for monks to detect..."

 “The earth sealing formation is normal.”

“What’s abnormal is that there is a metamagnetic array vaguely embedded in it…”

“The hidden grids here can be regarded as the media of the Yuan Magnetic Array, and they are also a kind of formation ‘mechanism’…”

“If the method is wrong when it is turned on, it will trigger the metamagnetic array and transmit information through the obscure magnetic current..."

 “This news is probably...”

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said slowly: "Remind some people that the secret grid has been discovered by 'outsiders', let them be more careful..."

This is the little calculation in Jia Ren's mind.

 When death was approaching, he still thought about spreading the news...

Gu Changhuai looked calm, but his heart couldn't help but be shaken.

With just a few ordinary dark grids on the surface, you can see so many things just by looking at them...

  Is this what a real formation master is like...

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 　　　

 Looking at a leaf, you can see the spring and autumn.

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he turned to Gu Changhuai and asked, "Uncle Gu, am I right?"

Gu Changhuai said vaguely: "Hmm..."

 He felt a little guilty for no reason.

 The next step is to take out the things in the hidden compartment.

Seeing that Gu Changhuai had no objection, Mo Hua took action on his own.

He followed the old practice and first used the formation pen to draw the formation patterns extremely carefully, and then solved the second-grade "earth sealing formation".

 Then he carefully avoided all the "mechanisms" of the metamagnetic array and took out a storage bag from the secret compartment.

 Like a little mouse, quietly stealing the "fat" from the mousetrap.

Mo Hua handed the storage bag to Gu Changhuai.

Gu Changhuai didn't expect it to be so simple. He sighed helplessly, opened the storage bag, and looked through it one by one.

 There are a lot of spiritual stones inside.

 There is a volume of exercises called "Fish and Flesh Transformation Skills".

This is an evil method. After practicing it, one will abandon one's original appearance, turn one's skin into flesh and blood, and change one's appearance at will.

 But in this process, the monk's self-understanding will gradually become disordered.

Gradually, I don’t know whether I am a boy or a girl, tall or short, fat or thin, and I may even forget whether I am a “human” or not.

 A body of flesh and blood, once out of control, will twist and deform.

 Must drink human blood to maintain human form.

Mo Hua glanced at it a few times, then clicked his tongue and shook his head.

He originally wanted to learn this "disguise technique", but now it seems that this technique is so weird that he can't learn it.

 What if after learning it, my parents, master, junior brothers and sisters won’t be able to recognize me in the future?

 What's more, you have to drink human blood...

 He doesn’t drink.

In addition to this "Flesh Transformation Technique", there are several other evil arts. Although they are evil, they are nothing special.

 Finally, it is a jade slip.

The ink painting on this jade slip can be seen at a glance.

 “It’s a messenger!”

Gu Changhuai’s eyes suddenly became sharp.

Jia Ren did not carry this messenger with him. He did not know that he was being targeted before the accident, so the content inside was most likely not erased.

 And this messenger order may very well have clues to where the Fire Buddha is hiding!

Gu Changhuai looked at it intently, his expression stagnant.

 The order to send the message was completely white, without a single word.

 “This is...” Gu Changhuai frowned.

 “Has it been sealed?” Mo Hua asked at the side.

Gu Changhuai looked at the ink paintings and said numbly:

 “You can’t… you can even unblock it…”

"It's okay," Mo Hua nodded, "I know a little bit..."

 “How do you explain this…”

 When talking about the principles of formations, Mo Hua became interested.

He has been studying the matter of unsealing and declassifying it for a long time, and now he can finally "show it off".

“The principle of sealing is based on the magnetic pattern principle of the metamagnetic array...”

“The fixed magnetic pattern adapts to the indefinite magnetic pattern through a certain agreement. This agreement itself is a kind of magnetic flow. After the magnetic flow operates, secondary thunder patterns will be generated..."

“Then to unseal, we need to find out the sub-thunder pattern as the sealing pattern, use the sub-thunder pattern to reversely act on the indefinite magnetic pattern, eliminate the ‘magnetic ink cloud’, thereby unlocking the seal and restoring the obscured text...”

 …

Gu Changhuai heard that everyone was numb.

He felt that he could understand every word, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand anything.

 Mo Hua’s voice was clear and organized, but his words were very confusing to understand.

These "magnetisms" and "patterns" were like magnetic currents, densely packed, entering from his left ear and escaping from the right ear.

 He remembered nothing, and his heart was like a field covered with heavy snow, completely white and at a loss.

 “That’s pretty much the principle…”

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he asked Gu Changhuai: "Uncle Gu, do you understand..."

Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment, then forced himself to calm down and said:

 “Well, I see…”

 In front of Mo Hua, he could only pretend that he understood.

Although in fact, I don’t understand it at all…

Gu Changhuai was afraid that Mo Hua would continue talking, so he immediately said:

“Without further delay, let’s untie the ‘seal pattern’ on the jade slips first…”

 “It’s important to catch the fire Buddha…”

 “Yeah, yeah.” Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Gu Changhuai didn't know why, but he was silently relieved.

Then he saw the ink painting, and he concentrated carefully. While looking at the jade slip, he kept drawing something on the paper, strange patterns, and occasionally whispered in his mouth...

"Not this one…"

"no…"

"A bit like…"

"no…"

 …

The ink painting has a focused face, and the luster in the eyes is like stars.

Gu Changhuai's eyes trembled and he couldn't help but slow down his breathing, for fear of disturbing Mo Hua.

I don’t know how long it took, but a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Hua’s eyes.

 “Untied!”

Gu Changhuai was secretly shocked and a little unbelievable at the same time.

 “What’s written in it?”

 The ink painting sinks the spiritual consciousness into the jade slip.

 The jade slips were empty, with only eight words:

 “The devil’s cave in Bishan, the cave beyond the sky.”

 (End of this chapter)