MTL - Asking About Longevity

Chapter 636: Burial in Genshan

Hwarangjun died naturally without any trace of human intervention.

 He was taken into Daotingsi and tortured. After some interrogation, he was thrown into Dao Prison.

 Since then, it seems that this person has disappeared.

Chains were added to his body, he had no food or drink, and his injuries were getting worse. No one looked at him again, no one said a word to him, and he just "left to fend for himself."

Even if he died, no one seemed to know.

Even no one collected the bodies.

But this is obviously not in line with Daotingsi's rules.

That's why Mo Hua felt that there was an inner ghost in the Daoting Division, so that he could kill Hwarangjun and silence him without anyone noticing, in the tightly sealed and dark Dao Prison.

Hwarang Jun obviously has clues about the Fire Buddha.

 Gu Changhuai's face looked ugly.

Those executive officials were full of fear and bowed their heads:

“Dian Si forgives me, we really don’t know this…”

At this moment of effort, the change in consciousness was actually noticed.

Master's divine calculation is actually better, but the cause and effect is a little bigger. On the surface, it's still a righteous method.

  But there is one thing that Mo Hua may be right about.

How is this going?

In this world, apart from my uncle, there is probably no one else who cultivates the treacherous way and spiritual thoughts.

 “Is it an illusion…”

 “After the interrogation, no one cared about him.”

 But he clearly felt that dangerous and treacherous atmosphere...

Besides, these two prison chiefs may not really know the inside story.

 Lest anyone with a serious intention find out the truth...

 Carelessness and failure to pay attention caused a "certain death" prisoner to die some time earlier than expected.

He felt that the aura of the ink painting suddenly changed and became very strange, and there was also a hint of unexplainable mysterious meaning.

Mo Hua took this as a warning.

 This is not a big deal at all.

“Uncle Gu, what’s wrong?”

At this moment, Mo Hua turned around, the dark and strange color in his eyes disappeared, and became clear and transparent again.

“The lower official was careless for a moment and did not notice the life and death of this criminal cultivator. Please forgive me!”

  Simply "carelessness" under the control of others.

 The "negligence" they talk about is very likely to be just negligence.

 “I’m still too suspicious...”

 It also seemed that something was changing in his consciousness.

 He is worthy of being the Diansi of Daotingsi.

 In words, he said "forgive me", but it was all evasion.

It seems that in front of the great monks above the Golden Core realm, especially the Diansi of the Dazhou Jie Dao Tingsi, this kind of fusion of heavenly secrets and the method of peering into the cause and effect should be used with caution.

Gu Changhuai was shocked and confused.

Gu Changhuai’s eyelids twitched slightly.

Although Gu Changhuai was angry, it was hard to do anything to them.

 He summoned several deacons who were in charge of the Taoist Prison and demanded strict accountability.

Mo Hua blinked.

Gu Changhuai frowned and thought, suddenly his heart trembled, he turned around suddenly and looked at the ink painting next to him.

 Even including the incident with Yu'er last time...

The ink painting is still the same as before. The eyes are clear and like a pool of water, the luster is restrained and the bottom cannot be seen.

Hwarang-kun, if he is guilty of a crime, it will be a death sentence.

Like being possessed by something...

Even if they were reported, they would at most be a few words of reprimand and a fine of some salary.

He did take advantage of Gu Changhuai's distraction and did not know what he was thinking about, and secretly used the devious algorithm to fuse it, and took a peek at Hwarangjun's cause and effect.

 But the uncle's scheming and scheming were different.

 There are some people in Daotingsi who are really not very clean...

 “For some reason, he died suddenly.”

Gu Changhuai frowned.

It would be serious if you were regarded as a "little trickster".

Seeing that Gu Changhuai was still looking at him suspiciously, as if his suspicion was still lingering, Mo Hua "strike first to gain the upper hand" and asked first:

“Uncle Gu, do you see anything?”

 “How did this Hwarang-kun die?”

 “Who killed him?”

 “Could it be...”

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two deacons next to him, who were in charge of the prison.

The two executive officers immediately broke out in cold sweat and said to Gu Changhuai one after another:

 “Gu Diansi!”

“Although we were negligent, this death due to sinful cultivation really has nothing to do with us...”

“How dare we break the law and kill people in prison...”

 “Gu Diansi, you must be wise!”

 “Gu Diansi…”

Gu Changhuai's thoughts were interrupted when the two of them quarreled, and he forgot about the ink painting.

"Okay." Gu Changhuai glanced at the two people with a cold look, "This matter will be handled according to the rules. If you deserve punishment, you can go down."

The two of them did not dare to disobey Gu Changhuai, so they both saluted and said, "Yes."

 Then the two of them retreated.

Gu Changhuai wanted to say something to Mo Hua, but he raised his head, glanced at the gloomy and closed roof of the prison, shook his head, and gave up the idea.

"Let's go out first..." Gu Changhuai said.

"oh."

Mo Hua followed Gu Changhuai and left the Taoist Prison.

Just before leaving, Mo Hua quietly turned back and glanced at the dead Hwarang Jun.

This Hualangjun was as pink-faced and handsome as a flower when he was alive. He wandered around the gentle countryside and picked up many women.

 After death, no one knows, leaving only ragged clothes and a filthy, rotten skin.

 Sure enough, all the phenomena in the world, including the pleasures of flesh and blood, are all false.

besides…

Hwarangjun died so naturally.

 There is no sign of human intervention.

Just now, my pupils were dark and fused, and I couldn't see any trace of cause and effect.

This method of killing is extremely clever.

“The best way to cover up cause and effect is to let nature take its course and not get involved in cause and effect...”

Mo Hua silently wrote it down in his heart.

 “You must study hard…”

 …

 After leaving the prison, Gu Changhuai's face was as dark as water.

He thought for a moment and ordered someone to bring over some of Hwarangjun’s relics, evidence, and storage bags.

 Then he chose a quiet court room by himself and read through it by himself.

Mo Hua stood next to him, leaning his head to take a look.

When Gu Changhuai saw this, he quickly covered the things, shook his head and said, "You can't look at it."

 “Why?” Mo Hua asked.

 “You are still young…”

 I don’t understand the ink painting.

Seeing the ink painting, Gu Changhuai really didn’t understand it. He sighed and reminded:

 “Hwarangjun is a flower picker…”

 In his storage bag, there are a lot of vulgar and obscene things that are not suitable for children...

 Definitely not for Mo Hua to see.

 Otherwise he will learn to be bad.

Mo Hua suddenly remembered that when he caught Hwarang Jun, Senior Sister Murong didn't let him see the things in the storage bag.

 “Okay, if you don’t want to watch it, don’t watch it…”

Mo Hua lay on the side and stared at Gu Changhuai.

Gu Changhuai felt uncomfortable looking at the ink paintings, so he said with some displeasure:

"What are you looking at me for? What should I do? Where should I go? I'm investigating the case..."

Mo Hua raised three fingers:

 “Three chapters of the agreement!”

“Article 3: If you go out, I will follow you and never leave. Don’t act without authorization or act recklessly..."

 “You said that yourself!”

 Ink painting is straightforward and confident.

Gu Changhuai had a headache.

 I was careless, and I accidentally shot myself in the foot again.

This child's mind is moving too quickly...

 You can exploit even the slightest loophole.

"Fine…"

Gu Changhuai had no choice but to ignore the ink paintings and looked through Hwarangjun's storage bag, looking for clues in it.

 This storage bag was sealed by Daotingsi.

 The monks outside are out of reach.

If the monks within Daotingsi try to do something, they will definitely leave traces.

 At present, no one has touched the contents inside.

 Gu Changhuai relied on his many years of experience in handling cases in the Daoting Division and carefully looked through each piece, paying attention to clues and looking for usable clues.

 But there are mostly unsightly things inside.

The more Gu Changhuai looked at it, the more annoyed he became.

Finally, when he saw a jade slip, his expression was shocked, and there was a hint of understanding in his eyes.

He couldn't look at the storage bag, but he could keep staring at Gu Changhuai's ink painting, and he instantly captured the emotional change on Gu Changhuai's face.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Uncle Gu, do you have any clues?"

Gu Changhuai was about to nod, but suddenly shook his head, put the jade slip on his body, and said lightly: "No."

 “I saw it!” Mo Hua said firmly.

"What do you see?"

"I saw your eyes changed," Mo Hua said, "I must have discovered something!" Gu Changhuai's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart:

 The little devil Mo Hua must have been snatched away by some old monster.

 At a young age, he is as shrewd as a ghost.

 But Gu Changhuai still said stubbornly: "If I say no, there will be no."

 “Okay.” Mo Hua sighed.

He is a dignified Taoist Diansi who is in the golden elixir realm. He disregards his face and acts rogue. What can he do if he is a little monk?

 Ink painting can only settle for the next best thing and ask:

“Uncle Gu, where should we go next?”

Gu Changhuai said without thinking: "Hwarang-kun is dead, the clue is 'broken'..."

Then seeing Mo Hua looking at him questioningly, Gu Changhuai coughed, looked away, and said relaxedly:

 “We can go home.”

Mo Hua nodded, "Uncle Gu, you go back first."

 “Yeah.” Gu Changhuai nodded, suddenly startled, “Aren’t you going back?”

 “I have something else to do.”

"What's up?"

Mo Hua didn't hide it either, "I want to go to Bishan City to see the Xie family that was exterminated."

Gu Changhuai frowned, "The Xie family has been reduced to scorched earth and has been sealed off by the Tao Tingsi. You can't enter. And the current Bishan City is somewhat dangerous, so you can't go."

Mo Hua whispered: "How about you take me there?"

 “No.” Gu Changhuai refused.

"Then I'll go by myself," Mo Hua said. "When you go back, tell Aunt Wan that I won't look back home. After I go to Bishan City, I will return to the sect myself."

Mo Hua had a calm face, but his eyes were cunning.

Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment and understood instantly.

 This kid Mo Hua is threatening himself.

I took Mo Hua out by myself. If I didn’t take him back, I would definitely be scolded by my cousin and make her worry.

 I must bring him to my cousin intact.

Moreover, if he doesn’t want to go back, he can’t use force.

Otherwise, we can have a conversation and take him back by force. Once he files a complaint, he will have no way to explain to his cousin.

After all, he is obviously the "little benefactor" of the Shangguan family and cannot be disrespected.

 So this time, I can only let him go. Wherever he goes, I will follow him...

Gu Changhuai’s teeth were itching with hatred.

Mo Hua looked calm, waiting for Gu Changhuai's reply.

 Gu Changhuai thought for a long time and finally compromised, "Okay, I'll take you there, but as we agreed, when we go to Bishan City, you can go back home with me and don't have any other thoughts."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua said with a smile, "It's a deal!"

 …

It was getting late and it was not suitable to leave, so the two of them rested for the night at the inn in Luanshan City.

 At dawn the next day, after eating something simple, we set off and left Luanshan City for the nearby Bishan City.

 This is the second time that ink painting has entered Bishan City.

The cliffs are cut across, the walls stand thousands of feet high, and the mountains are intertwined.

Most of the cave buildings are built on steep cliffs, which look strange and majestic.

 But the atmosphere in the city is a bit depressing.

Pedestrians walking on the road were all silent and looked nervous and solemn.

Fire Buddha slaughtered all the monks of the Xie family in front of the Taoist minister and the monks in the whole city.

 Let the Xie family be reduced to a sea of ​​fire, with every family cut off, and hundreds of years of foundation destroyed in one fell swoop.

　　Everyone in Bishan City is somewhat in danger.

Gu Changhuai's expression was even more ugly. His face was livid all the way, and he wanted to immediately behead the Fire Buddha and all the criminal cultivators to show the public.

 Not long after, the two arrived at the ruins of the Xie family's mansion.

 What you see is ruins and scorched earth.

Floor tiles are embedded on the ground outside Xie’s house.

These floor tiles, with formations painted on them, are connected end to end, forming a thin, invisible barrier that seals off the Xie family, which has been reduced to a piece of scorched earth, and does not allow outsiders to enter.

 This is Daotingsi's warning formation.

 “Just watch from outside.” Gu Changhuai said.

Mo Hua disagreed, but had no choice but to peek inside through the warning formation.

At this glance, we saw some clues.

Although it was completely charred, there were still traces of the formation on the outside of the Xie family.

 “Second-grade Jintu Genshan re-formation…”

Mo Hua murmured.

Gu Changhuai was startled when he heard the name of this formation.

Mo Hua continued to read, and at the same time released his spiritual consciousness. He no longer used trick calculations, but only used calculations to deduce the remaining spiritual traces of the formation, and murmured in his mouth:

 “Outside of Xie’s house…”

“Originally it was...the second-grade Jintu Genshan complex formation, a defensive formation composed of Five Elements Jintu and Bagua Genshan..."

 “However, the formation pattern has been changed...”

 “Only the gold array pattern has been changed, nothing else has been changed…”

“It’s not…it’s through the modification of the gold system pattern that the earth system pattern, formation changes, and the effect changes…”

 “The second-grade Jintu Genshan re-formation has become…”

 “Second-grade ‘Buried’ Tugenshan Resumption Formation…”

 “This trapped formation has buried all Xie’s family in his own home…”

 …

The more he listened, the more frightened Gu Changhuai became, and he said in a solemn tone:

 “Who did you listen to?”

 “What?” Mo Hua was slightly startled.

 "About the Xie family's formation..." Gu Changhuai looked solemn.

Mo Hua wondered: "Do you still need to hear about this kind of thing? Can't you see it at a glance..."

 You can tell it at a glance…

Gu Changhuai turned his head and glanced at the dark, scorched earth in front of him.

 Can you tell at a glance that you are a big-headed guy?

How can this be seen?

 It's completely black, it's all debris, everything has been burned, what can be seen from this?

Gu Changhuai felt a little unbelievable.

 What Mo Hua said is basically exactly the same as what Dao Tingsi inspected...

The difference is that Daotingsi invited several second-grade formation masters to conduct inspections for three days from morning to night, and then carefully compared them before restoring these formations from a pile of ruins. The change.

Because of this, I know what the Xie family's formation was and what they did to it.

But ink painting…

 He just walked over and took a look...

Even through the warning formation, you can see everything without even walking in to take a look?

 Gu Changhuai's mood was complicated.

Although the facts were before his eyes, common sense prevented him from believing such outrageous things.

 “You…really saw it?”

Gu Changhuai asked with a frown.

"Of course!" Mo Hua looked proud, "I am a disciple of Taixu Sect!"

What's more, I also learned formations from Mr. Xun.

These days, whenever I have meritorious deeds, I go to the Merit Pavilion to change formations. I don’t know how many second-level formations I have learned.

 With the teachings of Mr. Xun and the support of the profound formation inheritance collected by Taixu Sect’s predecessors, Mo Hua’s current formation foundation is stronger than before.

 He is now considered a second-grade formation master with a truly large sect background!

It's just that it has no real name, and it hasn't been finalized yet.

Gu Changhuai’s brows furrowed even more.

Does this have anything to do with Taixumen?

Taixu Sect is not a sect based on formations. Where did the disciples under the sect come from such outrageous formation attainments?

 Even if it is a sect established by formation, it is impossible!

What’s more, you’ve only just started, and it’s not even been a full year yet...

 How much can you learn?

Gu Changhuai stared at the ink painting for a few times, then suddenly his mind moved slightly and he asked:

 “Do you want to go in and have a look?”

Mo Hua was surprised, "Really?"

Gu Changhuai nodded.

Ink painting is a little suspicious.

 Uncle Gu...is a bit abnormal...

Originally, I wanted to go into Xie's house to have a look, but he wouldn't let me.

Now he didn't say anything, but he took the initiative to let himself go in and take a look.

However, he would not refuse such a good thing.

 “Okay!” Mo Hua nodded.

Gu Changhuai took out a golden waist badge.

This waist medal is made of pure gold, elegant and luxurious. It is much more expensive than the shabby bronze waist medal that Mo Hua owns.

Mo Hua looked a little greedy.

But now I can only take a look.

Gu Changhuai held a gold waistband in his hand and lightly scratched the warning formation.

 An invisible, faint barrier was opened.

 “Let’s go.”

Gu Changhuai walked in first.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, then took steps forward, followed Gu Changhuai, crossed the warning formation, and walked into the Xie family where everyone was killed.

His footsteps, as soon as he stepped down, stepped on the charred ground where the blood had been burned away.

 Suddenly, a scream sounded in my ears.

This voice was very shrill and contained boundless pain.

 Under the blue sky and white sun, the ink painting is currently hazy.

 The sea of ​​​​fire suddenly appears in the dark night.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, there were densely packed figures. They were running, struggling, and roaring in pain, just like the unjust souls suffering in hell.

The executioners with ferocious expressions raised their butcher knives, slaughtering, dismembering, and reveling.

 The blade of the knife pierced the flesh and blood, slit the chest, opened the abdomen, and took out the **** internal organs...

 The sea of ​​fire boils, blood and fire mingle.

The human face is ferocious, like a demon dancing wildly.

 And those who died tragically were like animals being slaughtered...

 (End of this chapter)