Asking About Longevity: Chapter 704 “A la carte”

Chapter 704 “Ordering”

Yu'er is on the node of the tree that symbolizes the power of the Great Wild Evil God...

 This shows that Yu'er is extremely important in the **** system of the Great Wild Evil God, and is even one of the key links in a grand plan of the Evil God.

But I don’t quite understand the ink painting.

“Yu’er is just a child, what is there in him that is worthy of being coveted by the Great Wilderness Evil God?”

 Spiritual roots?

Yu'er's spiritual roots are indeed very good, but there are so many geniuses in Qianxue Prefecture, so there are not many monks with good spiritual roots like Yu'er.

“…Who opened the altar in front of the River Temple and led me into the nightmare…”

Just borrow it secretly, don't stay for a long time, lest you leave clues and be "caught" by the Great Desolate Evil God.

 Weaving nightmares and invading dreams.

“No,” Mo Hua shook his head, “It doesn’t know anything anymore.”

 “Don’t kill me, I will agree to any request!” Master She looked panicked.

 In this way, the power of the evil **** can be weakened and the pressure of Yu'er's nightmare can be relieved.

On the altar, Mo Hua opened his eyes, and without hesitation, he immediately took out the spiritual ink and used the divine sense to control the ink. On the altar, he laid out several ground-killing arrays of the second grade and sixteen lines.

Gu An whispered: "Is this...ok?"

 After using it, it must be blown up and cannot be reused, otherwise it will position the evil **** and easily expose his position and identity.

 Everyone left the cave entrance, Mo Hua was a long way away, using his spiritual consciousness to activate the formation.

Gu An frowned and whispered: "Little Master Mo, if this person is really a descendant of the Dahuang Emperor, I'm afraid...it won't be easy to kill him on the spot..."

Mo Hua smiled slightly, and his smile was a little evil.

Not wanting to stay long, everyone started walking back, but before they left, they discovered that there was another person lying on the ground, and it was Master She who was leading the way.

 The expressions of Gu An and Gu Quan all changed.

If he really had murderous intentions, even the gods would not be able to protect him.

 The group of Gu family monks felt their hearts drop to the ground.

This is a dark, bloody, evil-god-like, half-demon, half-demon, half-human, almost "demigod" monster.

"you you…"

 …

Mo Hua's eyes wandered back and forth between the densely packed nodes of the Tree of Divine Power. Finally, with a shock in his heart, he discovered a "big guy".

　　It has also repeatedly ruined its affairs.

There is also the Great Desolate Evil God...

 The nodes on the tree of divine power are also “dreams”.

 A group of demons lay low and obeyed orders.

“This battle was fierce and lasted for decades. In the end, the Great Wilderness Emperor was beheaded, and the rest of the royal family were all executed. There were only a few who survived..."

As a young disciple of Taixu, he may not be able to see the true faces of these ancestors from the time he enters the mountain sect until he graduates from the Taixu sect.

"Do not kill me!"

 But be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years.

 So seven days is neither too long nor too short, just right.

Seeing that the ink painting came out, Gu Quan breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"yes."

“But the quantity is rare, it should be relatively rare. Do you want to order it? Let’s order it. It doesn’t cost any money anyway. If you don’t order it, it will be free.”

Master She was flustered when Mo Hua looked at him. Knowing that the little King of Hell was innocent and cruel, he did not dare to show off any more, so he gritted his teeth and said with trembling words:

 “I am…descendant of the Great Wilderness Emperor…”

His authority is not great, and it is far from the authority to modify the tree of divine authority, change the nodes of divine authority, and change the end of authority.

 Let alone destroying nodes through authority.

 Since you have opened your mouth, you must “eat” it to the end!

Mo Hua said firmly in his heart.

 Like an ink painting, it is a terrible evil god.

The altar belongs to others, the authority belongs to others, and the demons and evil spirits all belong to others.

 After that, Mo Hua began to exercise the authority of the gods, control the evil spirits through the tree of divine power, and determine a certain time to begin to invade the nightmare.

Mo Hua nodded, "If you know that there are tigers in the mountains, there is no need to go to the tiger mountains. It would be the same if you just blow up the mountains."

Master She’s voice changed, “You can’t kill me!”

 In short, it is an evil god’s stronghold similar to a fishing village.

Similar to the incarnation of the evil god, but somewhat different.

This altar can only be used once.

 This master of luxury...maybe still useful in the future.

 At this time, Mo Hua thought about it and decided on it in seven days.

 “Kill him.”

“Everyone, stay away,” Mo Hua said.

 Divinity is the creation of reality.

 After successfully issuing the order, Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts immediately left the tree of divine power.

“The Great Wilderness Royal Family... has died, and only a few ethnic groups are scattered across the Nine Provinces. They are just surviving. They are no longer what they used to be, and it is difficult to regain the grandeur of the Great Wilderness Royal Court..."

Since there is a formation inside, it is naturally Mr. Mo who has the final say.

You can also give yourself a good meal to make up for the gap in the advancement of your spiritual consciousness to the seventeenth line.

 There are both evil spirits and evil spirits, as well as the origin of evil spirits.

 Master She had a tangled look on her face.

Generally speaking, eating "flowing water banquet" must be finished with a very hard dish.

The authority of the Great Wild Evil God is probably related to "dreams".

Since the nodes cannot be changed or destroyed, there is no way to directly save Yu'er...

 After that, you can "order dishes"... No, it's "dispatch troops and generals".

If you "eat" and fight at the same time, and feed your war with war, you will have nothing to fear.

 Ink painting makes you feel relaxed and in a happy mood.

 There are certain risks involved in manipulating demons and invading Yu'er's dreams, and it takes some time and preparation in advance.

Master She was shocked and said immediately: "I still have a secret."

“Is there any way to save Yu’er once and for all?”

 He looked unconvinced.

Combined with Yu'er's experience, Mo Hua has a general understanding of this divine tree, which symbolizes the authority of the gods.

But the Great Wilderness Evil God slaughters monks, raises minions, refines monsters, drives away evil spirits, and pollutes the gods. This is not a good thing in the first place.

The ink painting is just like this, picking and choosing, clicking all the way back, and you are dazzled by the many strange monsters and evil spirits.

"If this person really has the blood of a descendant of the Great Wilderness, it would be a big deal. He can't be killed easily..."

Mo Hua looked at it and murmured:

Although Mo Hua still doesn't know how the Great Desolate Evil God can "catch" himself and how he can discover his own trap.

Even now sitting on its altar, stealing its authority...

He knew clearly about the line about the River God's Nightmare. In the dictionary of this lawless little King of Hell, there must be no rule that "descendants of the emperor must not be killed."

　Mortals are not allowed to look directly at God.

"No matter, let's light it first... The fish demon is tired of 'eating', so just come to fifty..."

Without further ado, ink painting began to be attempted immediately.

Mr. Tu?

That Mr. Tu, is he also a descendant of the Dahuang royal family?

Mo Hua glanced at Master She, but he still suppressed the curiosity in his heart and did not ask the words "Mr. Tu".

Mo Hua sighed, "If you say there was no collusion, will others believe it? Think about it for yourself, will you believe it yourself?"

Even if you don’t eat the evil god, the evil **** will eat you sooner or later.

"do not forget…"

I don’t know how long it took, but the ink painting was finally selected.

Mo Hua looked around again to make sure he didn't miss anything good and didn't leave any traces of himself, then he returned along the original path.

 “If you keep pretending to be dead, I will really kill you!”

Moreover, he is both an evil alchemy master and an evil formation master. Whether he is refining evil elixirs or drawing evil formations, his hands must be stained with a lot of blood, and it would be a shame to die.

Mo Hua sighed and said regretfully:

 “This monster is strong, it should be very strong, let’s get one too…”

 Everyone: “…”

This time I finally succeeded and I can go back.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

 This is also my first time "ordering", so it's better to play it safe.

In addition to the sword intent, there is another "protective" aura around Yu'er.

 “Young Master, how is the situation inside?”

　　"General with sheep's horns! Those with sheep's horns must be good things. Come three...not enough stock? There is only one...then just one. If there are too many, you may not be able to fight..."

 And the way of divine thoughts is like this.

Why does the Evil God of Great Desolation specifically focus on Yu'er and place her on the node of his own tree of divine power?

 Could it be because of...the divine fetus?

Yu'er has a special talent for spiritual consciousness. Does she have the qualifications to be a divine fetus?

 What is the divine fetus, specifically?

 Why does it have to be Yu'er?

"Is this important? Who cares?" Mo Hua sighed.

Mo Hua reluctantly glanced at the "big guy", silently noted the node where it was, and then used his authority to communicate with the tree of divine power with his mind, leaving a mark and confirming his "demon menu". The tree of divine power, the endless light flows, and the majesty of the gods spreads.

Master She’s expression changed.

 “Sheep’s horn worship?! Come first two...”

 The path nodes, days and hours have all been determined.

This old **** knows too much, and keeping it as much as possible is a hidden danger.

 “You can go back.”

Mo Hua was shocked, and then looked at Master She with an intriguing look, "Just you?"

Mo Hua looked at him silently.

Master She was lying on the ground with a livid face, lifeless.

 He is not the stronghold of the evil god, but just a simple child.

Although the node is bright, it seems to be blocked by something, making it a bit dim, and there is also a hint of a simple sword intent.

 It's even possible... there are more than seventeen lines?

Mo Hua’s little heart couldn’t help but beat fast.

 No matter what the reason is, Yu'er cannot be allowed to have an accident.

 Now that I have learned the introductory method of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords, I have a clear perception.

Why did the nightmare collapse, why did these people wake up safely, and why did the River God not only not kill them, but even released the sacrificial souls of the two children...

 The ink painting is deep in thought.

Mo Hua was curious, "Why?"

However, the number is indeed too much...

 Dreams are a bridge between spiritual consciousness.

Yu'er entered the Taixu Sect and was protected by her ancestors.

  But fortunately, there was no danger, the people who should be saved were saved, the people who should be arrested were also arrested, and the mission was successfully completed.

Mo Hua doesn’t know what it is at all, but he feels that it is very strong.

 There is also...to “destroy the corpses and eliminate all traces”.

Mo Hua was noncommittal, and then glanced at Master She, his eyes were deep in thought, and the murderous intention on his body was either bright or extinguished.

Everyone thought about it for a moment and nodded slowly.

Gu Quan was about to chop off Master She’s head.

“A half-cow, half-horse monster, a second-grade low-end monster. It probably doesn’t taste very good, but it’s quite big. Let’s get three hundred of them first to fill our stomachs…”

 After all, I am just a young monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and I can’t afford to offend such a big evil **** yet.

"Fox monster? What kind of monster is this? Pink? It's weird... order a hundred of them first to try..."

 Ink Hua is a little confused.

 More than ten breaths later, the explosion subsided.

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

Mo Hua sensed it for a while and found that this breath was his own, so he ignored it.

 The incarnations of evil gods were all killed by themselves.

 Directly use your authority to order the demons to invade Yu'er's dream?

 Shentu?

　　I may not be free in the next few days, there are still things to deal with.

Mo Hua's eyes were filled with anticipation and he couldn't help but lick his lips, "Let me see if there are any evil spirits..."

 Ink Painting's eyelids suddenly twitched slightly.

This sword intention may not have been felt before Mo Hua.

“This demon is a mass of black water. I can’t tell what it is. I don’t know if it will ‘eat’ a bad thing...”

 Gu Quan looked at the ink painting with a questioning look.

 In the future, as you become more proficient and a more mature customer, you can order more challenging menu items.

 Master She took advantage of the situation and knelt on the ground.

 Ink painting tried to communicate with the tree of divine authority and use the authority of the gods, but found that it was not possible.

This breath is weak and obscure.

 In the nightmare, when the river **** used the magical power of the blood river, he fainted. After that, he became confused and didn't know what happened. Until he woke up inexplicably, he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

 Because of the River God, it has been...

He discovered a terrible fact. Unknowingly, he seemed to have become a traitor to the "God Lord".

The kind that can’t be washed away even if you jump into the Yanshui River...

Master She looked sullen, but with the knife on his neck, he couldn't get angry at all. He hurriedly said: "Spare my life! Spare my life!"

In just a moment, his spiritual thoughts communicated with the tree of divine authority.

 Master She suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up immediately with excitement.

This order was imprinted on the tree of divine power by ink painting.

 Be patient for a while, life or death is uncertain.

Mo Hua hesitated for a long time, and there was an impulse in his heart to click it, but after struggling for a long time, he gave up.

Mo Hua frowned and thought, and suddenly an idea flashed.

 “But...how to destroy it?”

The entrance to the cave collapsed, and the falling earth and rocks completely buried the altar.

 In ink painting, he first sets the "path".

“There are fish-man demons? There are actually...The Lord of the Wilderness has also polluted other river gods? Or has he built altars to other river gods?”

 The demons are ferocious and evil.

This trip has gone through all kinds of twists and turns. Although there are many things that are eerie and strange, they can't quite understand them.

 But dreams are an extension of divine thoughts.

 The end of the path is Yu'er's dream.

A chill ran through his heart, and Master She trembled all over, not even daring to raise his head and look directly at the ink painting.

Mo Hua frowned.

 If you take a step back, you will never recover.

“In the dream, who opened the door for me, who showed me the way, who revealed the secret to me, who colluded with me..."

"But Lord River God, he already knows..."

Mo Hua gently patted Master She on the shoulder, "It's you."

 He felt that he had almost ordered the "dishes", but he couldn't help but be a little greedy.

Mo Hua frowned, "Emperor?"

  But among all the nodes, only Yuer is a special case.

 He has to go back to the sect early and wait for the "takeaway" in seven days.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, then approached Master She and whispered:

“I can spare your life, but you must keep your mouth shut, pretend you have never seen me, and don’t say anything about me, especially to your ‘divine master’…”

Mo Hua guessed that this should be the reason for Taixu Sect.

Taixu Gate has a long history and profound foundation. There must be some ancestors in the gate who protect the gate.

Steal the power of the evil god, act as the "little evil god", replace the evil **** of the wilderness, issue orders, drive evil spirits and invade Yu'er's nightmare, in order to...

 At this moment he realized...

Since it is the evil god’s authority that is being stolen, it is necessary to be more cautious and agile.

Even if the Great Evil God is a benevolent **** who has been practicing for hundreds of years, he may not be able to let him go, let alone a **** and vicious evil **** who will surely retaliate.

Mo Hua suddenly felt worried.

 Master She looked frightened.

So each node corresponds to each dream, which also corresponds to each specific and realistic altar, as well as the temple or dojo where the altar is enshrined.

Several killing arrays exploded with rumbling sounds, and strong spiritual energy fluctuations raged, directly blowing the altar to pieces.

 I have quietly "eaten" a lot of its wealth.

 Seven days later, evil spirits formed an army and invaded the dreamland of the divine womb.

 Ink painting also has no psychological burden.

 I have killed its minions, blown up its demon temple, torn down its altar, eaten its divine bones, and sucked its divine marrow.

　　It seems to be the best way at present.

“I didn’t even dare to use my real surname. I just chose a similar character and used the surname ‘She’…”

 The "little evil god" controls authority and issues orders.

The vast number of evil spirits gave birth to evil lines of cause and effect, condensing into a blood river of cause and effect, all connected to Xiao Yu'er.

Even though Master She was afraid, his voice trembled and he tried to prove his innocence:

 “I…is not a traitor.”

Of course, you should be cowardly when you should be cowardly, and you should hide when you should hide. It is best to hide in the shadows and never let the Lord of the Wilderness know.

Master She was speechless and looked pained.

Our ancestors lived in seclusion all year round and were unfathomable.

 Of course, this is Mo Hua’s guess.

 Then simply the other way around?

Mo Hua said in a gentle voice again:

"The nightmare has disappeared, and the river **** is gone...So, as long as you don't tell, no one will know what happened in the nightmare, and no one will know. You are the traitor who led the way..."

 He didn’t know who the ancestors were in the sect.

At each node, thousands of demons and evil spirits raised in numerous nightmares were all controlled by them at that moment.

"Destroy the node? Cut off the authority of the tree of divine power and eliminate the 'path'. This way, the demon has no way to find it, and will never invade Yu'er's nightmare again. Yu'er will be able to sleep well in the future. …”

Master She said: "To the south of Lizhou, there are endless mountains. Shentu unified them, and the wilderness was crowned king..."

Master She was stunned for a moment, a little confused, and then he understood something instantly. His face turned pale and he said in disbelief:

 It's definitely too late now, he's not with Yu'er now.

Gu An, Gu Quan and others are still waiting at the entrance of the cave.



Gu An then said: "More than a thousand years ago, the Dahuang Shentu royal family rebelled, overran the Taoist court, and proclaimed themselves emperor. The Taoist court sent Canglong Taoist soldiers to suppress and suppress them."

“I am a descendant of the Shentu clan, and I have the blood of the Great Wilderness royal family flowing in my body!”

"The pig-headed demon... is too boring, one is enough..."



Mo Hua mentally evaluated the power of his spiritual thoughts, the Shinto formations, and the power of his spiritual thoughts as swords, and felt a little more relieved.

It's not impossible to keep him, but he must be threatened to prevent him from talking nonsense, especially not to let him tell anyone about himself.

Mo Hua’s eyes flashed slightly, he shook his head, walked to Master She, and whispered like a devil:

 Luxury…slaughter.

 Master She’s scalp was numb.

"Whether you are or not, you are now..." Mo Hua's voice seemed to carry an evil power that confuses people's hearts.

 Other evil spirits should not be a problem.

Gu Quan was a little unhappy, so he went up and kicked Master She in the crook of the leg.

 Our group of people don’t know the formations any better than Young Master Mo...

 It’s a bit tricky…

Mo Hua thought for a while, and then used some tricks to stagger the time when these monsters invaded, so that they came one after another, leaving time for rest.

Master She was angry, but he did not dare to be angry at the ink painting. He could only say with deep sadness:

 “I really didn’t lie to you…”

Gu Quan looked at the ink painting and asked:

Then he would stay by Yu'er's side, waiting for these monsters to come and send him away?

 The beautiful eyes in the ink painting are shining.

Aunt Wan is so kind to her, and Yu'er treats her like a real brother. She always thinks of herself for any good thing. Such a kind-hearted child cannot let anything happen to him.

The River Temple is still a bit eerie.

Gu Quan took advantage of the situation and slashed the knife on Master She's neck, cutting the flesh and blood, leaving a **** mark and blood flowing out.

 Give yourself “takeaway”!

 This is the "delusion" of ink painting.

Mo Hua felt relieved.

 Gu An and others nodded in agreement, looking slightly relieved.

Mo Hua looked at Yu'er's nodes again.

 It can only be "used", but cannot be "modified", let alone "destroyed".

"I can't beat them..."

"about there…"

Master She trembled with fright and said quickly:

 “I didn’t! No collusion!”

 When Mo Hua saw Master She's expression, his thoughts moved slightly.

Mo Hua himself felt that it was a bit too much.

 “Are you going to leave him here?”

 Gu Quan twisted Master She's shoulder with his backhand and held him down. He drew a knife with his right hand and put it on his neck.

I just don’t know whether this is the special authority of the Lord of the Wilderness, or whether all evil gods use "dreams" as a medium for their divine power.

 After that, Mo Hua studied the tree of divine authority.

Mo Hua looked solemn, "It's too dangerous inside. I didn't dare to go too deep, and I didn't find anything. Let's just blow it up."

Master She collapsed on the ground, his face ashen.

 An idea was planted deeply in my heart:

 “I am a traitor…”

 (End of this chapter)