Asking about longevity

In his dim vision, there were two figures in the boudoir of the wife of the Wang family, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Mo Hua wanted to go in and pull out Hwarang Jun, but Murong Caiyun wouldn't let him in.

"You're still young, don't get dirty."

Mo Hua blinked, not quite understanding, but obediently didn't go in.

So Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu stayed outside.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian entered the boudoir.

A short time later, a woman's scream came from the room, and then a disheveled man, beaten by spells and spiritual needles to the point of vomiting blood, broke out of the window in embarrassment.

Mo Hua was still a little curious, so he took a sneak peek into the boudoir along the broken window.

The boudoir was in a mess, with robes and skirts scattered on the floor.

A disheveled woman covered her body with a quilt and shouted angrily:

"Be bold!"

"Who are you?"

"How can you break into the inner chamber of the Wang family?"

Outside, Mr. Huarang has been stopped by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Murong Caiyun sneered at the woman and said, "You are the wife of the housekeeper, and you are so shameless as to lure a thief into the house!"

The woman glared at Murong Caiyun haughtily:

"What kind of flower picker?"

"You little girl, what do you know? Mr. Lang loves me. He has said that he went to pick up those women just for the sake of practicing, and he has never been sincere..."

"But he treats me differently, so he only wants to be happy with me and never takes advantage of my strength..."

When the woman said this, she suddenly felt jealous, "Those bitches, being able to be picked up by your husband is really an advantage for them..."

Murong Caiyun felt her anger rising, her teeth itched with anger, and she was speechless for a moment.

Mo Hua overheard it outside and reminded him "kindly":

"If he doesn't replenish you, he may be raising you like a 'pig', waiting for you to reach a higher level, and then replenishing you all at once..."

Mo Hua's words are heartbreaking, but his face is sympathetic.

After all, the facts are there. Dogs can’t stop eating shit, and flower pickers can’t stop picking up supplements.

"Pigs are all fattened before they are killed..."

The woman was startled when she heard this, and her defense was instantly broken.

Her blood surged, her face flushed, and she pointed at the ink painting with trembling fingers, "You, you..."

Just as she was about to curse, Hua Qianqian pierced the acupuncture point with a spiritual needle and fainted.

Although this woman has foundation-building skills, she is pampered and only knows how to support her lover behind her husband's back. Her strength is shockingly weak.

As for how to deal with this woman, it depends on the wishes of the Wang family and Daotingsi.

The most urgent task is to catch the flower picker.

The flower-picking thief broke out of the window and fled, but was stopped by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu who were guarding outside.

Ouyang Feng's long sword is like the wind, and Shangguan Xu's heavy sword is like a mountain.

The two surrounded the flower picker and did not give him a chance to escape.

When I took a look at the ink painting, I saw that the man was handsome, but his complexion was so white and he had a slutty look on his face. It looked like he was the "Hwarang Jun".

Like most flower-picking thieves, Hwarangjun has good body skills but weak Tao skills.

In the fight with Ouyang Feng, he was completely defeated, but his whole body was wrapped in pink, and his movements were as graceful as falling flowers. He was able to deal with them for a while without worrying about his life.

Soon, the monks from the Wang family also gathered over. One or two of them looked shocked, but their attitudes were different.

Some people sneered and saw the joke; some people hid their faces and felt embarrassed; some people were filled with indignation and rage...

Many monks from the Wang family came up to besiege him, trying to capture Hwarang-kun.

But their incompetence and obstruction gave Hwarangjun a chance to breathe.

Mo Hua was a little angry at first, but when he saw the Wang family monk, his eyes were evasive, as if he was harboring evil intentions, and he finally realized after thinking about it for a while.

Catching Hwarang Jun will solidify the matter, and the Wang family's face will be at stake.

The wife of the housekeeper keeps a flower picker, which is a huge scandal.

The Wang family has become the laughing stock of the entire mountain city. It has been ridiculed for hundreds of years and cannot hold its head up.

The best case scenario is that the Wang family captures Hwarang-kun, beats him to death, destroys his body, and claims to the outside world that nothing happened.

Secondly, let Hwarang Jun run away and catch the adulterer, so this matter can be just a "rumor".

The worst-case scenario is that Hwarang-jun falls into the hands of himself and his senior brothers and sisters, and is taken to the Daojingsi, where he is convicted and put on trial.

Then this matter is an iron fact. The whole Wang family will be embarrassed.

So when they took action, their priority was to capture Hwarang-kun.

Without being able to capture Hwarang-kun, we cannot let Hwarang-jun fall into the hands of his sect disciples...

Mo Hua understood, smiled slightly, and did not take action, but sat aside and watched the show.

And what the Wang family monks did was not beyond Mo Hua's expectations.

When they knew that the Wang family could not catch Hualang Jun, they began to deliberately stumble to stop Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu also figured this out, and immediately became a little angry, so they started attacking regardless of the severity.

Since the Wang family monks pretended to be helpful but were in their way, they pretended to "miss" and slashed the Wang family monks with their swords.

The Wang family monks felt guilty and did not dare to speak out.

But in this way, it actually gave Hwarang Jun an advantage. The more chaotic he was, the easier it was for him to get away. After a few moves, he was already several feet away from Ouyang Feng and the two of them.

This distance is enough to escape.

Ouyang Feng was slightly angry, his spiritual power was surging, and his sword was fierce, so he wanted to take action forcefully and kill all the Wang family monks who were blocking the way.

But suddenly I heard a subtle cry, "Senior Brother Feng..."

Ouyang Feng was startled, and turned around to look, only to see Mo Hua standing by and watching with a calm expression, and even winked at him.

Ouyang Feng understood and stopped his hand. Shangguan Xu also put away his heavy sword.

Everyone watched as Hwarangjun climbed over the wall from the backyard, broke the formation, and fled towards the wall outside Wang's house.

There was a lot of noise and excitement along the way.

The entire Wang family was filled with people and turned into a mess.

Hwarang-kun then ran away.

Mo Hua had seen enough of the excitement and nodded, then got up and chased outside Wang's house with Murong Caiyun and others.

Hwarangjun's body skills are very good, but in Mo Hua's eyes, he is just doing what he does best.

When Hwarangjun was using his physical skills to deal with everyone, Mo Hua had already locked him tightly with his spiritual consciousness.

He couldn't escape from Mo Hua's grasp.

Even if he escapes, Mo Hua still has his calculations and will always be able to find traces of his cause and effect.

It can be said that from the moment he appeared in front of Mo Hua, he was already a "cooked duck" and could not fly.

Murong Caiyun and others left the Wang family and got rid of the Wang family monks. Then, under the guidance of Mo Hua, in just half an hour, they encountered an enemy in the deserted suburbs of Luanshan City. They tried their best to escape for a long time. They thought they had escaped. On the day of birth, Hwarang-jun was meditating and resting in a secret cave.

Hwarangjun looked shocked, "How did you find him?"

This cave is where he hides, and basically no one knows about it except himself.

Ouyang Feng was too lazy to answer him, so he pointed Huang Feng's long sword at him and said coldly:

"You shall die."

Hwarang Jun sneered, his expression was a bit arrogant, and he didn't take Ouyang Feng and others seriously.

If you can escape once, you can escape a second time.

With his physical skills, he could pick flowers and steal in this second-grade immortal city, coming and going freely, and no one could do anything to him.

But what he didn't know was that he was able to escape before because there was a little monk hiding in the dark who didn't take action...

But it's different now.

Mo Hua was not going to let him go.

Hwarangjun smiled arrogantly, stood up and wanted to escape.

Mo Hua pointed his finger in the distance, and the water vapor condensed instantly, and the lock came down, tying up Hwarang Jun who was riding the wind and leaping in the air.

Hwarang-kun was locked up by the sudden water prison technique. The unruly look on his face faded, and his eyes were filled with panic.

Then he fell to the ground like a kite whose string had broken before it even took off.

Ouyang Feng, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, raised his sword and stepped forward, slashing Hwarang Jun to the ground again as he tried to break out of the Water Prison Technique.

Shangguan Xu also stepped forward to add a few swords.

Murong Caiyun hated this kind of scum, so he left no room for action and burned his limbs with five-color spiritual light.

Hua Qianqian next to him also had a pretty face and kept pricking him with spiritual needles...

Hwarangjun could only fall to the ground and twitch, begging desperately for mercy, and he was not as arrogant as he was at the beginning.

The arrest ends here.

Hwarangjun's leg was broken and he was put in a spiritual chain.

Mo Hua took out the "iron plate" and walked him through the process.

In total, we got a number of jade slips, a collection of tonic skills, a volume of magic body skills, two erotic pictures, some spiritual stones, some ecstasy pills, and some women's private sachets and clothing, etc.

As soon as these things were "tortured" out, they were all "confiscated" by Senior Sister Murong.

Murong Caiyun was afraid that he would be bad at ink painting.

"I will give you more meritorious service later. Don't ask for these unclean things. You can hand them over to Daotingsi later, or return them to their original owners..."

"oh……"

Mo Hua nodded.

He has no use for evil practices.

But he wanted to read Hwarangjun's body technique secret book, study it, what the principles of the body technique practiced by evil cultivators were, and whether there were any flaws.

Also, is there any information or clues about criminal cultivators in the jade slips?

But if Senior Sister Murong doesn't show it to him, there's nothing he can do.

Since he is a flower picker, he probably carries around some things that are not suitable for children and may be dirty to the eyes.

If you don’t want to watch it, just don’t watch it…

Mo Hua comforted himself.

What happened after that was simply the end.

Hwarangjun was caught and was to be taken to Daojingsi and imprisoned pending trial.

This was a perfectly normal thing, but it was the Wang family that exploded.

No one cares about what a family does behind the scenes.

But once it is brought to light, this kind of lax family tradition and dirty backyard is extremely fatal.

Later, after asking around, Mo Hua learned that the head of the Wang family and the Taoist couple had long been separated from each other, and each was doing his own thing.

He himself is not a good person.

It's just that the head of the Wang family didn't expect that his wife would go so far behind his back.

He was "deeply affectionate" to a flower picker and kept him in a boudoir...

Mo Hua shook his head.

This couple, a scumbag boy and a scumbag girl, are quite a match.

However, Mo Hua was still young and not very interested in these romantic affairs.

The purpose of his trip was to capture Hwarang-kun, exchange for merit, and learn the formation.

He didn't bother to care about other things.

Hwarang-kun was caught, and the mission was over.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu escorted Hualangjun to the Daotingsi in Luanshan City. At the same time, they had to take some confessions and go through some procedures.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian returned some of the nuns' personal belongings that Hwarang-kun had stolen or robbed, such as hairpins, sachets, personal clothes, etc., to their original owners.

Some of these women were deceived by Hwarang-kun and were willingly taken advantage of.

But there are some women who are forced to do so.

Their personal belongings were stolen or snatched away by Hwarang-kun afterwards and used to blackmail and threaten them.

It is not convenient to hand these things over to Daotingsi.

Murong Caiyun thoughtfully thought about these women, so he and Hua Qianqian secretly returned these personal belongings to the poor women who were being persecuted.

Whether it is escorting or returning personal belongings, it will take some time.

Everyone went their separate ways and then met together outside Luanshan City to return to the sect.

None of these things require ink painting.

Mo Hua was fine, so he looked at the scenery outside Luanshan City, waiting for his senior brothers and sisters.

After waiting, Mo Hua became hungry. He let go of his spiritual consciousness and scanned it, and saw a teahouse not far away, among the green mountains and clear water.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he sent a message to Murong Caiyun:

"Senior sister, I'm waiting for you at the teahouse outside the city!"

Then he used the Flowing Water Step, jumped lightly from the mountain road, and arrived in front of the teahouse happily.

The teahouse is not big, but it has a tent set up and many tables set up outside.

There were a few monks here and there, eating dried fruits, drinking herbal tea, and chatting.

The shopkeeper was an old man with a stooped back and asked with a smile on his face:

"This young master, would you like some tea?"

Mo Hua was mainly hungry, so he asked:

"Old man, is there anything to eat?"

The old man looked apologetic, "There are only some dried fruits to go with tea, and there are also pastas, but there are not many people ordering them, so we don't make them often, for fear that they won't suit the young master's appetite..."

"It's okay, I want a big bowl of noodles!"

"Okay," the old man agreed with a smile, "Young master, please wait a moment."

Mo Hua chose a table that was windy, had a good view, and looked neat, and sat down at it.

After a while, the noodles arrived.

It looked pretty good, so Mo Hua tasted it and found that it wasn't really good, but it wasn't bad either. He wasn't very picky about food either, so he concentrated on eating the noodles.

While eating, Mo Hua thought about this mission again.

Hwarang-jun......

If I remember correctly, the name "Hwarang Jun" was also on Boss Jiang's "list".

So this Hwarang-kun is also a rebel disciple of which sect in Qianxuezhou?

Why did he suddenly appear in Luanshan City?

Previously at Daotingsi, Mo Hua had read through the files of "Hwarangjun".

This Hwarang-kun behaves very cautiously, and most of the places he frequents are relatively remote fairy cities outside the borders of Ganxue State.

The Fairy City there is not strictly controlled by the Tao Ting Secretary, the atmosphere is rotten, and there are many fireworks and willow alleys.

It's easy for them, flower thieves, to hide.

But why would he suddenly go to a place like Luanshan City to recruit female cultivators from several small families?

Do you practice evil skills and get angry?

Addicted?

He doesn't really think that no one can catch him in the second-level state border...

Mo Hua held a big bowl and sipped noodles in his mouth, thinking silently in his mind.

Suddenly, people's voices sounded. Mo Hua looked up and saw another group of monks coming outside.

The leader was tall and had a kind face, followed by two big men and a thin man.

"Two pots of tea, two plates of dried meat, four plates of preserved fruits..."

They ordered tea and food, then found an empty corner to sit down and chatted quietly.

Mo Huaben didn't care, and was eating his own noodles, but he had strong sense of consciousness and good hearing, and he seemed to hear the words "Hana Rokuro" if he seemed to be there.

"Kanarokuro?"

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly, so he slowed down his eating speed, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

After a while, he said again:

"Hanarokuro..."

"...Why aren't you here yet?"

"we agreed……"

Mo Hua was a little stunned.

This Hanarokuro...

Could it be Hwarang-kun?

Are they together?

Mo Hua didn't show any expression, still lowering his head to eat the noodles, but his consciousness had been extended to the extreme, eavesdropping on their every word.

"...I wasted time...can you afford it?"

"Bad things..."

"A lazy ass grinds its excrement and urinates a lot..."

"You can't control your lower body when practicing this kind of bird technique. You are really a waste..."

"I don't know... which bitch's bed I'm on again..."

"You won't die on your belly..."

"That's what he deserves..."

…

Mo Hua frowned and listened, and the more he listened, the more he felt like it.

I always felt that the "Hwa Rokuro" they were talking about was the flower-picking thief that I and my senior brothers and sisters had just caught - Mr. Hwarang.

what to do?

Find a way to take them down?

Is the Buti Fire Formation served in one pot?

…

Mo Hua shook his head.

If you don't ask clearly, don't know the basics, and rush into action, it will be bad if there is a misunderstanding.

Also, in my haste, I didn't see their cultivation clearly.

It would be fine if these people were in the early stage of foundation building, but if they were in the middle stage of foundation building, it would be more difficult.

The Earth Fire Formation is just a Thirteen Pattern Formation.

It can hurt mid-stage foundation building, but it may not kill them.

Regarding the formations above the Thirteen Lines, I followed Mr. Xun’s guidance. Most of the formations I learned were production formations or trapping formations, and I didn’t learn many killing formations.

Moreover, the killing formation above the Thirteen Lines, with my current spiritual consciousness, cannot yet form a formation in an instant.

It took more than ten breaths to take action, which was a bit too slow.

It was broad daylight again, so the formation pattern was too conspicuous and easily noticed.

Better to play it safe.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

"Eat the noodles first, wait a while..."

"When senior brothers and sisters come and have help, we will find a way to capture these monks and ask them clearly..."

Otherwise, it would be too reckless and risky to do it alone.

Mo Hua made up his mind and continued to eat noodles with peace of mind.

But if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Mo Hua still took the time to look at every move of these people with the corner of his eye to see if he could see their cultivation level and the details of their Taoism.

There are four monks in this group.

The two big men seemed to be following the path of body training. Their blood energy was very strong but very restrained.

The ink painting was too close, and without knowing the details, I didn't dare to use my spiritual sense to pry too deep, in case it would attract their attention.

In addition, there is a thin man, gloomy.

It seems to be a spiritual practice, but I don't know what kind of magic it is.

Among the four, the leader was the tall monk with a kind face.

Several monks sitting with him chatted and cursed "Hana Rokuro", but he said nothing, only drank tea and ate preserved fruits.

He didn't touch any of the dried meat on the table.

Mo Hua felt it was strange, so he turned his head slightly and took another look at the monk.

Kezhi took one look at it, and Mo Hua felt a shock in his heart, and a strange feeling of familiarity came over him, as if this person was exactly the person he was looking for.

But I don’t know him at all…

Mo Hua frowned, glanced at the leading monk again, and his pupils shrank.

Tall, kind-faced...

His robes were those of ordinary monks, but under the cuffs, a small piece of red clothing with gold patterns was exposed.

He has thick hair on his head, tied in a bun, but there are a few fiery red dots hidden deep in the bun...

Red cassock, fire spot ring scar...

he is……

Mo Hua's pupils trembled.

Fire Buddha? !