Asking about longevity

People who “eat” God? !

The pupils of the golden evil eyes suddenly shrank, and then the eye sockets trembled violently, and the golden bloodshot eyes bulged, which contained an extremely frightening emotion.

It finally understood what it was afraid of and what it was afraid of...

Humans are just God’s livestock, God’s humble dogs.

How can livestock deserve to eat God?

"absurd!"

"ignorance!"

The voice with golden evil eyes was sharp and twisted.

"How dare you blaspheme the majesty of God!"

"Stupid kid, you have no idea what you are doing, what a terrible taboo you have violated!"

Mo Hua looked puzzled:

"I just said casually, why are you so excited? You are a 'god' after all, and you have no restraint at all..."

The bloodshot eyes on the evil golden eyes became a bit more ferocious and thick.

It was used to seeing believers who bowed their heads and worshiped it, and monks who humbled and praised it. It couldn't stand such rude and mocking words from a human kid.

"I will kill you sooner or later..."

"Empty out your flesh and blood, cut off your internal organs, drain your spiritual consciousness, and use your sea of ​​consciousness as a hotbed to reduce you to a 'god slave'. You will be enslaved by me for generations, and you will never be able to transcend..."

The golden evil eyes said sharply.

Mo Hua was startled.

This evil god is so vicious and can hold grudges so easily...

I don’t know what it is exactly…

Mo Hua thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly brightened, pretending to be arrogant, he glanced at the evil eyes with disdain, and said in a very contemptuous tone:

"Is it just you?"

"You are my defeated general. The monster's body was cut into pieces by me. I also dug out the big eyes. You are about to be 'eaten' by me. Why are you threatening me?"

The golden evil eyes suddenly calmed down after hearing this.

It stared at the ink painting with extremely cold eyes, and its voice was hoarse and dry, filled with anger:

"Endless wilderness, thousands of divine corpses..."

"Millions of monsters, all living beings are like dogs..."

"You humble creature, you have blasphemed the gods. One day, you will die without a burial place!"

Mo Hua's eyes trembled slightly.

Endless wilderness, thousands of divine corpses?

What's the meaning……

Does it mean that the God of the Great Wilderness has been divided into thousands of parts, and there are countless remains of gods?

Is this eye just one of the remains?

Is the Lord of the Wilderness so powerful?

Mo Hua frowned.

It seems like... I've made a big mistake?

However... this seems to be unavoidable. The evil god wants to kill me, but I can't really be like an "animal", standing still and letting it slaughter me.

and……

It seems a bit impolite not to "eat" the food delivered to your door.

"do not care……"

Mo Hua decided to eat the "big eyeball" of the golden evil god first.

The Lord of the Great Wilderness, the corpses of thousands of gods.

Since there are so many, one more and one less should have little impact.

He may not know if he "eats" one secretly.

But how to eat it? Chew it directly?

Mo Hua looked at those ugly golden evil eyes and couldn't stop talking.

Mo Hua stared at the evil eyes for a while, then suddenly felt startled and realized something was wrong.

This golden evil eye was tightly grasped by Mo Hua, unable to break free, as if he had accepted his fate, but deep in the evil eye, there was still an obscure light flowing.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice it at all.

"Something's wrong..."

Mo Hua frowned delicately.

This big eyeball still has some evil ideas in its mind, and it is still planning something.

But what is it planning?

Mo Hua thought for a while and found that he had no clue.

It is the remains of the Evil God, and it inherits part of the Evil God's will. I don't know what methods it has or what trump cards it has.

I am very lacking in the knowledge of gods.

If it "eats" it and is eroded by the will of the evil god and pollutes the Taoist heart, things will not be great.

Gods are not like monsters.

The divine thoughts of gods contain divine essence, which is essentially different from ordinary demons.

If you meditate by yourself, you can stick to your own heart and calm the evil thoughts of demons, but it may not be able to suppress the will of gods.

What's more, this god is still an "evil god".

No matter how you think about it, the risk is still very high.

"In this case, it's better to be on the safe side..."

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

He grabbed his golden evil eyes and walked towards the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally quiet golden evil eyes suddenly noticed something was wrong and asked:

"Kid, what are you going to do?"

"I'll show you something good!"

Mo Hua said as he walked.

The uneasy premonition in the golden evil eye's heart became stronger and stronger.

There is something incredible in its heart.

Could there be any secrets hidden in this kid? It can even make it feel fearful instinctively.

After a moment, a profound and ancient atmosphere filled the air.

The golden evil eyes suddenly stiffened.

It seemed to sense that a very ancient statue contained the aura of a "god" that contained the Great Dao.

Then it saw a broken monument emerging from the sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden evil eyes were shocked.

monument? !

The strangeness in the evil eyes was also keenly noticed by Mo Hua. He asked in a low voice: "Do you... know this monument?"

The golden evil eyes studied the Taoist monument, calmed down his emotions, and sneered:

"It's just an ancient and incomplete monument..."

Mo Hua's big clear eyes stared at the evil eyes suspiciously.

The golden evil eyes trembled slightly, but did not show anything strange.

It really does not know the origin of this broken monument.

At least, this monument is different from those ancient monuments in the memory of its ancient gods...

The suspicion in Mo Hua's eyes became more and more serious.

The golden evil eyes trembled, but still showed only a hint of contempt, and said coldly:

"So, what you want me to see is this monument?"

Mo Hua looked at the golden evil eye again, his gaze was deep and thoughtful, and suddenly he smiled brightly and said:

"No, it's something more beautiful!"

The golden evil eyes felt something was wrong.

Mo Hua grabbed it with both hands and pressed it to the corner of the Taoist monument.

The golden evil eyes were caught off guard and saw a flash of red.

This red color is brighter than blood, redder than sunlight, and more terrifying than anything else.

The terrifying thunder flows on it, containing the indifferent and ruthless laws of heaven and earth, adhering to the will of heaven to obliterate everything.

"Jie...Jie Lei?!"

The golden evil eyes screamed.

Its eyes were trembling, bloodshot eyes were bulging, and it struggled hard, but was tightly held by Mo Hua's two small hands.

Scarlet lightning flashed.

In just a moment, Jie Lei completely obliterated the golden evil eyes.

The golden evil eye turned into a puddle of gold water. At the same time, there was a pure golden shadow in the evil eye, a majestic and terrifying ram's horn shadow, which disappeared in ashes amid struggle, roar and unwillingness.

Mo Hua's thoughts are indeed true.

Although I don’t know what this pure golden ram’s horn shadow is, it should be related to the will of the Great Wild Evil God.

If he "eats" it together with the golden evil eyes without knowing it, I'm afraid there will be consequences.

Something like the evil god has existed for who knows how long, and its power and methods are unfathomable.

If you don't be careful, it's really hard to guard against.

Fortunately, I used Tribulation Thunder to eliminate the "poison"...

Otherwise, if you are unclean, your brain will be ruined.

"Thunderbolt is really useful..."

Mo Hua praised in his heart.

The golden evil eyes were directly shattered by the tribulation thunder, and the inner evil god's will was also erased, turning into a pool of pure "divine essence".

The golden color of this divine essence has also become a lot lighter.

It seems that part of the origin, along with the will of the evil god, was destroyed by the thunder.

The remaining spiritual essence, both in quality and quantity, has "shrunk" a lot compared to before.

But these essences are pure, clean, and unconscious.

Not only is it safe and healthy, it is also easier to “digest”.

If it's a little less, just a little less.

"I wonder what will happen to my consciousness after 'eating' these..."

"Will there be a breakthrough?"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, full of expectation.

Then he opened his mouth wide and sucked in all the essence into his mouth.

In an instant, an ancient and mysterious divine thought struck Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

The divine marrow, like blood threads, seeps into the incarnation of divine consciousness in the ink painting.

These "divine marrow blood threads" are woven layer by layer with an obscure pattern that secretly fits the pattern of the "Mysterious Sky Formation", solidifying the divine thoughts painted in ink.

It is as if on the foundation of Taoism, the divine marrow is used as the bricks and stones to build the steps to ascend to the gods.

Suddenly, the ink painting has an illusion.

He has already stepped into the taboo of the gods with one foot.

All things in the world, and thousands of creatures, are just like the stupid dogs in one’s own eyes and the dust under one’s feet.

They believe in themselves, worship themselves, and are dominated and enslaved by themselves.

The clarity and agility in his eyes gradually faded.

Instead, there was a majestic and indifferent light golden color.

This light golden color, with the essence of the spirit as its nourishment and the eyes as its windows, gradually spreads, seeps into the incarnation of the ink painting's spiritual thoughts, and merges with his spiritual body.

The whole body of the ink painting is faintly glowing with gold, making it look like a "god".

His cute face gradually became majestic, and the arrogance and indifference in his eyes became more and more profound...

At the same time, the humanity in him is also "disappeared" bit by bit...

At this moment, the Taoist stele suddenly vibrated.

The ancient, clumsy yet clear voice resounds through the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua's expression was shocked, and he came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately began to meditate, searching for his true heart amidst the confusion of thoughts that were assimilated by the "gods".

His Taoist heart was illuminated by divinity, but it was also barren.

The ink paintings try their best to meditate and reflect on the original mind.

From childhood to adulthood, bit by bit in his memory began to gradually come back to life.

The people he met and the things he experienced emerged one by one.

Parents, Elder Yu, friends, master, puppet elder, junior brother, junior sister...

Joy, anger, sorrow, separation and reunion, all kinds of emotions gradually came to my mind.

The barren heart in the ink painting seems to be nourished by the spring rain, and the human nature is gradually recovering.

The cold and solemn light golden color in his eyes gradually faded away, and the clarity and agility in his eyes gradually filled up again.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Hua's eyes returned to normal.

All those pale golden marrows were restrained, gathered within the incarnation of his spiritual consciousness, and integrated into the "flesh and blood" of his spiritual consciousness...

Mo Hua looked at his hands and frowned.

His consciousness has not been enhanced.

In other words, it has been enhanced a little, but not too much, and it is still stuck at the realm of sixteen lines.

But his consciousness seemed to have "qualitatively changed" again.

In the deepest part of his spiritual body, there is already a faint, continuous stream of pale golden "blood of god".

This is his own golden "marrow" that he devoured and refined!

He felt that his spiritual consciousness was now "qualitatively" different in a real sense.

This is the consciousness of "gods".

His consciousness is stronger.

But this kind of power is not reflected in the realm, but in the "divine quality".

These seem to be two completely different dimensions of consciousness.

It is also the difference between monks and gods.

Mo Hua was a little confused and a little uneasy.

The feelings just now were still engraved in his heart, and the bit of spiritual essence he swallowed almost wiped out his "humanity" and almost assimilated his "Tao heart".

He almost forgot everything about being a "human" and regarded himself as a "god" who was above and overlooking all living beings.

This is just "eating" a "sheep's eye".

If he eats more, will he forget who he is and completely become a cold, young "god"?

Mo Hua frowned.

The master wanted to allow himself to "enlighten the Tao with his divine consciousness", but he didn't seem to say that he wanted to "conquer the gods" with his own spiritual consciousness...

This seems like a two-way street?

Mo Hua was a little confused. He was confused and his mind was in a mess.

"In the final analysis, I still know too little about gods..."

Mo Hua sighed.

"Forget it, I've eaten it anyway, there's no point in worrying now."

Moreover, the spiritual consciousness has indeed been enhanced, but it is not an improvement in realm.

But people must be content and not be too greedy.

I am now in the early stage of foundation building, and my spiritual consciousness has reached the limit of the middle stage of foundation building.

If we break through again, we will reach the spiritual consciousness in the late stage of foundation building, then that's okay...

Mo Hua felt a little regretful, but still calmed down.

I will have to find time to learn more about "deification" in the future.

All fear comes from the unknown.

I know very little about "gods" now, so I am worried.

In the future, I will look for opportunities to inquire more about the origins and details of gods. If I know more, I will definitely have ways to deal with them and reduce the sequelae of "eating" gods.

And that Great Wilderness Evil God must be a "stingy guy". Although I only "ate" one of his eyes, he will definitely hold a grudge.

In the future, you should act more low-key.

You should also think in advance about what you should do if the Great Wild Evil God finds out about your "stealing".

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

Now the eyes of the Great Wild Evil God were obliterated by the Tribulation Thunder, leaving only the marrow, which was eaten up and wiped out by himself.

The Evil God of Desolation should not be blamed on himself.

After all, he is a great evil god and cannot be without restrictions.

I don’t know whether I am “alive” or “sleeping” now.

Even if he were "alive" and there were so many powerful monks in Qianzhou, it was unlikely that he would focus on himself, an unknown little foundation-building monk.

Mo Hua nodded, feeling that it made sense.

What's more, he also has a Taoist tablet, and there is a "Thunder Thunder" on the Taoist tablet.

Taoist monuments guard the heart, and thunder pits "people".

As long as the evil god doesn't come in person, he shouldn't be afraid.

The weaker ones can be dealt with by themselves without even having to take action.

At most, after getting rid of it, use Jie Lei to "disinfect" it, and use Taoist Monument to "teppanyaki" it, which is clean and hygienic, and can also help absorption and "digestion".

Mo Hua was completely relieved.

If you have too many lice, you won’t be itchy. If you have too many debts, you won’t have to worry.

Uncle Master has already offended him before, so he doesn't care about another evil god.

They are all too powerful. They should not take this "little ant" like me seriously, provided that they keep a low profile...

Mo Hua looked around and found that there were no other evil thoughts or spiritual thoughts left in his sea of ​​consciousness. Then he felt at ease and exited the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the remote valley, Mo Hua, who fell on the ground, opened his eyes.

The mountains were gray and it was still dark.

There are signs of fighting all around.

There are fireball techniques, formation techniques, sword energy, and demonic energy.

Not far away, the body of the leader in black was lying there.

But at this time, the corpse had been corrupted by the demonic energy and melted into a puddle of filthy black water.

There was no corruption before, it seems to be because of the evil eyes.

Now that the evil eyes are out of the body, he has the same fate as other black-clothed monks.

The demonic energy corrodes the body, and no bones remain.

But the ink painting has already memorized his appearance.

Although he had been blasted by the Lihuo Formation and had some burn marks on his face, his face was sinister, and his voice was gloomy, he looked like a rather young monk, probably only in his twenties.

And he should be a child of a noble family.

It's even possible that he is a disciple of the sect.

It's just that Mo Hua doesn't know who he is.

Mo Hua thought carefully and decided not to tell the matter.

If the news leaks out, he will become the target of these black-clothed monks who live in the shadows.

The Evil God of the Great Wilderness might also follow the clues and find him.

To be able to work as human traffickers near the Qianxue state border, their background must be quite high.

It is also possible that he will be targeted by these powerful forces behind the scenes.

Besides, even if he told it, no one would believe it.

Now the leader in black is also dead, his flesh and blood turned into a pool of black water, his face is beyond recognition, and there is no evidence of his death.

Without evidence, it will be regarded as spreading rumors and slander, which will get you into trouble.

No matter how you think about it, it is totally inappropriate.

Mo Hua shook his head.

It's better to keep an eye on it secretly, check for clues, and then tell Uncle Gu secretly if you have conclusive evidence.

Before that, the head must not be exposed.

Mo Hua looked through the storage bag carried by the black-clothed leader again. There were only spirit stones and a few standard spirit swords from the street.

There are also a few pills, but at first glance they are evil pills.

Nothing of value.

The ink painting first drew the Lihuo Formation, and then burned the body of the leader in black again.

Then a burial formation was drawn and his body was buried deep under the earth and rocks.

The traces around him were also moved by Mo Hua to cover up his own traces.

This black-clad leader was completely buried in this remote valley.

Even if someone comes to find him, his body cannot be found.

Even if his body is found, the matter has nothing to do with Mo Hua.

No one believed that he, a young disciple in the early stage of foundation establishment, could single-handedly kill a vicious demon cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The ink painting was handled properly and felt that everything was safe, so he nodded.

He silently thanked Uncle Zhang Lan in his heart.

"It's all thanks to Uncle Zhang Lan's guidance back then that I gained experience in killing people and burying corpses without leaving any flaws or trouble!"

After that, Mo Hua rushed back and met Cheng Mo and the others.

He deliberately took a long detour, changed the direction, and then adjusted his mentality, imagining a scenario in which he was chased by a leader in black, panicked, and finally escaped, and then rushed back.

Before he even got close to the abandoned weapon refining shop, his consciousness spotted Cheng Mo and the others.

They scattered in all directions, looking anxious and shouting "Mo Hua"'s name.

At that time, they were shrouded in the bloody light of the evil eyes. Although they could not move, they still vaguely knew that Mo Hua had lured away the vicious leader in black.

People like myself were lucky enough to survive.

So after Daotingsi's people arrived, the two groups dispersed together, casting a net, looking for ink paintings in the mountains.

They were worried that Mo Hua had been murdered by the leader in black. They were worried and guilty at the same time, so they all shouted Mo Hua's name desperately.

Mo Hua felt a little moved and waved to them from a distance.

"I'm back!"

Cheng Mo and others were overjoyed, especially Cheng Mo, who was such a big man and his eyes were a little red.

"Mo Hua, are you okay?"

"You're not hurt, are you?"

"Where's the man in black?"

Several people asked eagerly in one sentence.

"I'm fine." Mo Hua nodded, then showed a "fearful" look:

"That man in black is too scary, I am no match at all..."

"He was chasing me, so I could only run away, and then I found an opportunity to hide in a big tree..."

"The sky was too dark and the mountains were complicated. The man in black was careless and didn't notice me."

"After that, he seemed to be afraid of being discovered by Daotingsi, so he left. I hid in a tree to avoid the limelight for a while, and then came back to find you..."

Mo Hua told the story he had made up in advance seriously.

Unpretentious, yet reasonable.

Cheng Mo and others had no doubts, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay..."

"You're so lucky!"

"I'm worried to death..."

"This bastard in black, when I reach the middle stage of foundation building, if I meet him again, I will definitely give him a blow to the head..."

"Come on, you are in the middle stage of foundation building, and he might be in the late stage of foundation building..."

…

Several people felt relaxed and talked more.

Mo Hua also smiled slightly.

Everything after that will be easy, and there is no need to worry about Mo Hua.

The chief executive of Daotingsi rescued the abducted monk and sent him back to the nearby Daotingsi.

They also inspected the corpses of the black-clothed monks one by one.

Mo Hua and Cheng Mo rode a carriage and were escorted by the chief executive of Daotingsi to the Taixu Gate located on the border of Qianxue Prefecture.

Mo Hua originally wanted to visit his old friend Huangshan Jun.

But time is not enough, and at this time, it is better to do less than to do more, so it is better to follow the carriage and return to Taixu Gate to avoid any complications.

Daotingsi's carriage was very spacious, but not too comfortable.

Despite this, Cheng Mo and others still fell asleep deeply.

They were first hunted, then counter-attacked, and then they teamed up to ambush and kill a dozen men in black in an abandoned weapon refining shop. Finally, they searched for Mo Hua in the forest for several hours, and they were already very tired.

At this point, I relaxed and couldn't help but fall asleep.

Mo Hua leaned against the car window, looking at the scenery outside the carriage, with many thoughts in his heart.

Human traffickers, demonic energy, evil eyes, evil gods...

It seems that the Qianxue state boundary has been uneven for a long time.

Under the prosperous appearance, the evil cause and effect seems to be ready to take action, but what is glimpsed now seems to be only a small corner.

I don’t know what else is hidden in the secret...

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly solemn.

…

Amidst the "tick-tick" sound of horse hooves, the carriage carrying Mo Hua and several people bumped and swayed all the way back to Taixu Gate.