Asking about longevity

Commander Yang mobilized three teams of Taoist soldiers, all of whom were equipped with strong weapons and strong skills.

Commander Yang ordered them sternly: "Mr. Xiao Mo must be kept safe during this trip, otherwise he will be punished by military law!"

"Yes!" the Taoist soldiers responded in unison.

Afterwards, Commander Yang took the lead and led three teams of Taoist soldiers to escort Mo Hua to the fog forest deep in the mountains, while Mo Hua and Zhang Lan walked behind.

On the way, Mo Hua secretly asked Zhang Lan: "Uncle Zhang, are you familiar with Commander Yang?"

"Okay."

"It looks like you have a good relationship."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Lan curled his lips, "Where is the relationship getting better?"

"It looks good."

Zhang Lan glared at Mo Hua slightly and explained:

"Our Zhang family and Yang family have always been related by marriage. The elders are related to each other and often move around. He and I are similar in age. We have known each other since we were young. Of course, we have not dealt with each other since we were young."

"I see that you are having fun bickering, and it doesn't look like you are not trying to deal with it..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Zhang Lan glanced at Mo Hua and said, "Are you talking bad about me in your heart?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "No."

Zhang Lan snorted lightly.

Mo Hua then asked: "Uncle Zhang, since you are of the same age and have known each other since childhood, why is it that Commander Yang has established the foundation and you are only at the ninth level of Qi Refining? Is it because you are not as talented as him?"

"What do you know?" Zhang Lan lowered his voice and said, "What I call accumulation is accumulation. I don't want to be quick, but seek a longer path."

Mo Hua muttered in a low voice: "I didn't see it..."

Zhang Lan pinched Mo Hua's little face bitterly, "It's just a foundation building. If I want to, I can build a foundation tomorrow. ơɱ"

Mo Hua obviously didn't believe it, "Building a foundation is not a big deal, how can it be so easy?"

"That's difficult for casual cultivators, but for disciples from aristocratic families, foundation building is just something that can be easily accomplished. The difficult thing is how to polish the Dao foundation during the Qi refining period."

Mo Hua nodded, Mr. Zhuang, Zisheng Zixi and others also said the same.

"But..." Mo Hua couldn't help but said, "You must have been polishing it for too long..."

They have been polished until they are in their thirties...

Zhang Lan sighed, "I can't help myself."

Mo Hua quietly approached Zhang Lan and said with concern: "Uncle Zhang, just tell me what's bothering you and I will keep it a secret for you."

Zhang Lan glanced at Mo Hua and said, "You want to hear a story?"

Mo Hua smiled sheepishly.

Zhang Lan shook his head helplessly, "It's not a big deal. It's just that once the foundation is established, you will have to marry a woman you don't like for the sake of family marriage."

"Do you have someone you like?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan scratched his head and said, "You are still young, don't ask about these things, concentrate on practicing and learning formations."

"I'm very dedicated to my practice," Mo Hua said. "I was bored on the road, so I just chatted with you to kill time."

Zhang Lan's face darkened, and he was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. I dare you to use it to kill time...

The two of them kept talking in whispers.

When they arrived at the edge of the foggy forest, everyone found a huge rock to hide.

Mo Hua stuck out his little head and looked at the opposite side for a while, then released his spiritual consciousness and used Xu Bai's spiritual vision to sense the afterimage of spiritual power on the opposite side.

The moment Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was released, Commander Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and murmured in his heart: "It's impossible..."

After a while, Mo Hua withdrew his consciousness, nodded and said:

"The location of the fog array has indeed changed, and the number has also increased."

Zhang Lan's eyes narrowed, "Did they notice something?"

Commander Yang looked determined and said: "If they don't notice, we will attack them unprepared. If they notice, then we will confront them head-on and kill them all! No matter what, what we have to do is the same."

Mo Hua nodded, thought for a moment, and then said:

"Commander Yang, please stay here. I'll go in and take a look first. If I don't run into the evil cultivator, I will draw a guide to Wulin. If I find the evil cultivator, I will come back and call you. Everyone will secretly catch him and go back and punish him. Torture me hard and see if you can find out anything."

Commander Yang was startled, then refused:

"This is too dangerous, I will go with you."

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "Let's go in together. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. It's easy to scare off the enemy. I go in alone. The enemy is in the light and I am in the dark. They can't find me."

Commander Yang didn't understand, "You went in alone, why was it dark?"

After saying that, he was stunned, because the ink painting disappeared under his nose, quietly, without showing a trace.

Commander Yang looked at Zhang Lan in disbelief, "It's actually a stealth technique?"

Zhang Lan nodded.

Commander Yang frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The concealment technique also has flaws, and it will be recognized by the gods..."

As he spoke, he suddenly froze.

Because he let go of his spiritual consciousness, there was no figure of Mo Hua in his spiritual vision.

Relating to the previous speculation, Commander Yang's eyes widened and his voice trembled slightly as he said:

"Foundation-building consciousness?!"

Zhang Lan pretended to be calm and nodded again, patted Commander Yang on the shoulder, frowned and said:

"How can you be a good leader when you are so startled? Don't say that I know you when you go out. I can't afford to embarrass this person..."

"Get lost!" Commander Yang lowered his voice, "Where in the hell have I ever seen a monk who can build his spiritual consciousness in the Qi refining stage?"

"Didn't you see it now?"

Commander Yang's eyes were still filled with shock, and he murmured: "How on earth did he do it..."

"Don't ask."

Zhang Lan suddenly thought of something and warned with a serious expression: "Don't tell anyone about this matter. Mo Hua, a kid with a bad background, might be jealous of others."

Commander Yang glanced at Zhang Lan and said, "Don't worry, I'm not you, so I can't be reliable."

After speaking, Commander Yang looked around and said to the Tao soldiers around him:

"What Zhang Diansi and I just said is related to confidentiality. If you hear it, you should keep it in your heart. Don't let any information leak out."

Commander Yang looked stern, and several Taoist soldiers were his confidants. Hearing this, their expressions were solemn, and they all raised their hands and said:

"Follow the commander's orders!"

Zhang Lan nodded, "Don't tell me, you look decent now, you really look like a leader..."

Commander Yang rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.

Mo Hua concealed his figure and quietly entered the foggy forest.

There are more fog formations and the fog is thicker, but for ink painting, these have no impact.

According to Mr. Zhuang, everything has its appearance and its true nature.

In this misty forest, the mist is the appearance, and the formation is the true nature.

Mo Hua has already learned the first-grade and ten-line counter-spirit formation. In his eyes, the ordinary first-grade and nine-line mist formation is considered a relatively "shallow" formation.

Mo Hua took a few glances and understood the formations in these foggy forests.

Ink Hua used the Water Step to climb up the tree, took out a pen and paper, and marked the location of the fog array in the foggy forest.

From the outside to the inside, the ink strokes outline the traces of the mountains.

Along the outer edge of the fog forest, following the position of the fog array, until they arrived at the gate of Heishan Village, Mo Hua didn't encounter even an evil cultivator.

Mo Hua couldn't help but frowned.

Among the evil cultivators in Heishan Village, only the Third Master is a first-grade formation master, and he personally set up these fog formations.

The third master renovated the fog array. What should he have discovered?

But what did he find?

Discovered the dug-out corner of Black Mountain Village?

Discovered the formation that had been solved piecemeal?

Or discovered the identity of Mo Hua?

Mo Hua couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he didn't think about it for the time being. Anyway, when the Taoist soldiers broke through the Black Mountain Stronghold and killed this group of evil cultivators, they would all understand it together.

I will definitely not go to Black Mountain Village again. Drawing the guide to the foggy forest will achieve the purpose of this trip.

Mo Hua stood up and left, preparing to go back.

Before leaving, he turned around and looked at Black Mountain Village again.

A doubt came to mind a long time ago:

How was such a big black village built?