Asking about longevity

Mo Hua followed the roof, avoiding the corpse cultivator, left the gate of the zombie village, walked under the big rock, and met Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.

Bai Zisheng asked: "Why have you been gone for so long?"

Mo Hua smiled and said: "I found Yan Jiaoxi!"

"Is Yan Jiaoxi okay?"

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, "We will rescue Yan Jiaoxi in a few days."

Bai Zisheng was confused, "Why do you have to save them now after a few days? I will rush in and kill all the corpse cultivators!"

Mo Hua didn't care, "Okay, then you can go."

Bai Zisheng was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said:

"Forget it, you have a lot of bad water in your stomach, just listen to you."

Mo Hua was displeased, "You only have a lot of bad water in your stomach."

Bai Zisheng thought to himself and sighed:

"I also want to have more bad ideas, but it's a pity that I have an upright heart and can't come up with bad ideas."

Mo Hua whispered: "I think you are stupid..."

Bai Zisheng went to scratch Mo Hua's hair, "How dare you call your senior brother stupid?"

…

The two were muttering and noisy.

Bai Zixi picked up a branch and hit one of them on the head, "Let's get down to business!"

"oh."

The two agreed honestly.

So the three of them began to discuss what to do next.

Bai Zisheng thought for a while and said:

"We will set up an ambush on the road we must pass, and then capture Zhang Quan. When the time comes, the corpses in the zombie village will be leaderless, and we will take the opportunity to destroy the zombie village..."

Mo Hua was about to nod when he suddenly remembered something and shook his head again:

"no."

"Why doesn't it work?" Bai Zisheng asked doubtfully.

Mo Hua thought: "There should be someone else behind Zhang Quan."

"who?"

"The person who drew the formation for him."

The ink painting looked a little solemn, "The formations Yan Jiaoxi drew for the zombie village are all conventional five-element formations, and they are all used for copycat buildings."

"The evil formations that can be used to refine corpses are completely different."

"Zhang Quan doesn't know how to draw this kind of formation. I just looked around and no one in the zombie village seems to know how to draw it.

"At least among the corpse cultivators I saw, no one can draw this kind of formation."

"What's more, this is the Lingshu Formation of Xiaolingyin Sect. It is not something that ordinary formation masters can draw."

"If we don't find out who this person is, killing Zhang Quan and destroying Black Mountain Stronghold will not help."

"The formation is the key. As long as this person knows the formation, he will still kill people, buy corpses, and refine corpses..."

"Moreover," Mo Hua paused, sighed again, and said:

"This is the ultimate formation passed down by the Yan Jiao Xi sect. I don't want any monks to use this formation to do bad things..."

Bai Zisheng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Bai Zixi also nodded slightly and asked Mo Hua:

"Have you figured out what to do?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded and then said:

"We will return Zhang Quan to the zombie camp, and then spy on him to see who he is connecting with and who is helping him draw the formation..."

"After you figure this out, tell Sister Situ and join forces with the Daoting Division to take over the zombie camp."

"Catch Zhang Quan again, seize his corpse control bell, and restore the Lingshu array diagram."

"It's best to find out the monks behind him..."

“Cut the grass and roots to avoid future troubles…”

…

Mo Hua said everything in a straight line.

Bai Zisheng nodded in agreement, but still worried:

"I guess it didn't go so well..."

"Master said that everything should be prepared for a rainy day and planned in advance, but plans can never keep up with changes. You can just adapt to changes when the time comes." Mo Hua said.

"good!"

After the three people discussed it, they started to act according to the plan.

The first thing is to wait for Zhang Quan to return to the village.

But something unexpected happened in the first step.

This Zhang Quan seems to be too cautious...

He is still wandering around in the barren mountains, drilling into caves, hiding in the woods, setting traps, fighting wits and courage with the air, and has never returned to the village.

Zhang Quan thought he was cautious and thoughtful, but he didn't know that all his operations were seen by Mo Hua.

The ink paintings were confusing.

As for being like this...

And it seems that he can continue to "coin on".

Mo Hua felt tired just looking at it.

Even with the patience of painting with ink, I can’t wait any longer.

So the three of them discussed it and acted separately.

Mo Hua first returned to the Xingshi Village to figure out the layout of the village, draw the architectural diagram, and chat with Yan Jiaoxi to see if there were any omissions.

Bai Zixi meets Ying Mohua outside the village.

Bai Zisheng went to Situ Fang to discuss manpower mobilization in advance to prepare for the annihilation of the zombie village.

After another five days, Zhang Quan returned to the village.

He was in a sorry state and looked haggard, but he felt relieved inside.

After a battle of wits with the invisible and non-existent stalker, Zhang Quan spent a lot of effort and tricks, and finally confirmed that he had escaped Mo Hua's tracking, and then he dared to return to the lair of the corpse refining with confidence.

Although occasionally, there is still a subtle feeling.

There seemed to be something, like a tarsal maggot, sticking to his body.

But after spending so much time and using so many methods, even if something was following me, it would be enough to get rid of it.

Zhang Quan sneered.

I have lived for so many years, and my experience in cultivating Taoism is much higher than that of a fledgling brat.

There is no way that kid who is proficient in concealment can find out his traces again!

With determination and joy in his heart, Zhang Quan took long strides and returned to his secret, unknown, and undisclosed place.

At this time, Mo Hua was already in his hometown, waiting for him for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Quan come in, Mo Hua was even happier than Zhang Quan.

During the past few days in the zombie village, Mo Hua had been hiding in the village and had almost explored the village. He felt a little bored and started looking for something to do.

He even counted how many coffins there were in the village...

Zhang Quan swaggered into the gate of the corpse-carrying village.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he used Water Step to make a few light jumps between the roofs, then entered the deepest room, climbed up the beam, sat cross-legged, and waited patiently.

This room is spacious, hidden, complete with formations, and it is full of things for refining corpses.

He guessed that this was Zhang Quan's secret room.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Quan walked into the room and walked under Mo Hua's nose.

He was hidden in the ink painting, and he even drew a hiding formation nearby in advance.

Zhang Quan was completely unaware.

The room was quiet, and on the surface, Zhang Quan was the only one.

Zhang Quan breathed a long sigh of relief, then burned incense and took a bath, changed into clothes that looked like humans and dogs, and meditated for a while, then corpse cultivators came over one after another and reported to him the situation in the village.

The corpse cultivator reported respectfully, Zhang Quan sat high and listened, while Mo Hua sat on top of his head, eavesdropping with his ears raised.

Most of what these corpse cultivators reported were trivial matters within the village.

This month, I robbed several merchants, killed several monks, and bought several corpses...

How many instruments have been refined, how many have been refined, and how many have failed;

How many spiritual stones were spent and how many materials were used;

Which zombie refining materials are insufficient and need to be purchased, which zombies are out of control and need to be dealt with, etc...

These things are scattered here and there.

Mo Hua listened on Liang Shang and gradually understood the operating regulations of the Walking Dead Village.

There are robbers and corpse cultivators in the zombie village.

Ordinary robbers can join the zombie village as long as they dare to kill, are willing to kill, and have killed people before.

But when you enter the zombie village, you may not necessarily be taught the method of refining corpses.

You need to pass the assessment, gain some qualifications, and gain Zhang Quan's trust before you can become a serious corpse cultivator.

Corpse cultivators are corpse cultivators who refine corpses and control corpses.

To cultivate a corpse, you need the corpse of a monk.

There are several sources of corpses.

One is robbery and murder.

The monks in the stronghold, before entering the stronghold, were either criminal cultivators or robbers. They were accustomed to robbing people, killing people and stealing goods.

It's just that this "goods" includes not only spiritual stones and spiritual weapons, but also the corpses of monks.

The robbers in the zombie village killed people and then brought the bodies back to the village to be used for corpse refining.

The second is to buy it.

Hire Wang Lai and others to kill ore repairmen and buy corpses.

Or buy it from other tomb robbers who robbed and dug up graves.

Of course, the main source is mine repair.

After all, there are many mines in Nanyue City, and there are also many mine cultivators, and in the eyes of these people, mine cultivators are cheap and not worth many spiritual stones.

After buying the corpse, it is time to refine the corpse.

I briefly looked at this ink painting before.

The method of refining corpses is indeed as the young senior sister said, requiring the use of herbs, corpse-raising coffins, corpse-controlling bells, etc.

But the specific method is a bit complicated.

Which herbs should be used and in what proportions to make the rancid concoction.

Then use the concoction to soak the body.

After soaking for enough time, put it into the corpse coffin for refining.

When refining the corpse, the corpse cultivator would pace back and forth around the coffin every day, while pacing, while shaking the bronze corpse bell.

This process is cumbersome, but the division of labor is clear.

Just like the herbs used in elixir refining and the refined iron used in refining weapons, corpse cultivators in the Walking Corpse Village regard corpses as "materials" for refining corpses, rather than as people.

Their expressions were also cold and numb, as if they were taking it for granted.

Mo Hua frowned.

He even wanted to directly draw some counter-spiritual formations to dismantle the zombie village.

But after thinking about it, I still held back.

A little impatience will mess up a big plan, and you can't act on your own initiative.

The corpse cultivators of the Walking Corpse Village have always reported trivial matters within the village, which do not involve the formation of corpse refining.

Mo Hua listened for several days without any clues. It was not until three days later that he heard some clues.

A corpse cultivator lowered his voice and asked Zhang Quan:

"Master, do you want to send the body?"

When Mo Hua heard this, his heart moved.

Sending a corpse?

What corpse to send? Where to send? Why send it?

Could it be... that he was sent to draw formations?

Mo Hua remembered that in the Xingzhi Village, some newly trained Xingzongs had no formations in their heart veins.

If you don’t have one, then you must draw it.

Sending the corpse...that is to say, not painting it himself, not painting it in the zombie village, but sending it to others so that others can paint it for him?

Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated, wondering where the corpse was sent, who it was sent to, and who would help Zhang Quan draw the formation?

But Zhang Quan shook his head, "I won't give it away."

The corpse cultivator was slightly startled, then hesitantly said:

"If I don't send it away, I'm afraid it will be too late. Those zombies...can't control them..."

Zhang Quan's eyes turned cold, "If you can't control it, just destroy it and feed it to other zombies. Do you still want me to teach you?"

The corpse cultivator quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes."

After the corpse cultivator retreated, Zhang Quan snorted again and began to practice with his eyes closed.

Mo Hua frowned.

This Zhang Quan is a bit out of touch.

Thanks to book friend PYHuang for the tip~