Asking about longevity

The realm of ascension...

Mo Hua silently counted on his fingers:

Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, ascension...

There are three major realms separating me from the Ascension Realm. These three realms are like a natural chasm...

Mo Hua sighed.

It took me years and years to reach such a state.

Moreover, with one's own spiritual roots, can one really cultivate to become an immortal...

Mo Hua sighed again, feeling a little weak.

At this time, several figures had completely appeared on the high seat of White Bone Fang.

One is a demon cultivator wearing a black robe, with white hair and a childlike face, and a sinister face. He is also the Xuan Sanren known as the "Xuan Mo Ancestor".

In addition, there are three immortal old demons.

An old man with purple-green lips named "Venerable Poison";

A tall, dark, black demon cultivator, called "Black Arhat";

There was also a woman with heavy make-up. She looked pretty, but her face was greasy with too much makeup. She was called "Mrs. Miao."

Venerable Poison, Black Arhat, Madam Miao...

The names of these people were overheard by Mo Hua before.

At first, he didn't know who it was. He only guessed that it should be the name of a certain great demon cultivator. Now that he saw these three demons in the Ascension Realm and their appearance, he took their seats one by one.

Including Xuan Sanren, there are four major realms of ascension.

In addition, there are hundreds of golden elixir demon cultivators in this entire demon palace.

Mo Hua felt a little cold in his heart.

This kind of demonic power is enough to destroy an entire state and an entire realm...

Not to mention the third-grade Dali Mountain state boundary, even the fourth-grade state boundary, being massacred by these demonic cultivators would probably be a catastrophe.

And these demons gathered here to hold the "Ten Thousand Demons Meeting" for the purpose of... Master?

Mo Hua was a little nervous and clenched his fists slightly.

On the high bone throne, Xuan Sanren said straight to the point:

"I used the secret lock of the underworld to lock the secret of this place, but the cause and effect was still leaked. Now all the forces of the Taoist court have also gathered in Dali Mountain. Soon, the war will break out, so I opened the "Ten Thousand Demons" "Meeting", please invite comrades from all parties to gather at Kumu Cliff to discuss this matter..."

"Black Arhat" sneered: "What are we still discussing? Come and kill one, come and kill a pair..."

He licked his lips, his tongue was bright red, and like a monster, it had barbs, and his eyes were ferocious and greedy.

"It's been hundreds of years since I've eaten people to my heart's content..."

Venerable Poison said angrily: "Don't eat everything, or you may break your teeth."

The black arhat grinned, revealing his fierce fangs, "Don't worry, I've eaten people for six hundred years, and these two teeth have never been broken."

Venerable Poison looked indifferent, showing no joy or anger:

"On the Daoting side, there are monks from the Ascension Realm coming this time."

"Did you get the news?"

Venerable Poison said nothing.

The black arhat knew exactly what was going on.

Venerable Poison, no, or rather Wan Du Sect, there must be spies on the Daoting side.

It's definitely not convenient to tell this kind of inside story.

The black arhat then asked, "Who are the Dao Ting's immortals?"

Venerable Poison was a little displeased, but he didn't hide it, "If nothing else, at least that girl from the Bai family will definitely come..."

"That woman from the Bai family?"

"Bai Qingcheng?"

Mrs. Miao was startled when she heard this, and a look of jealousy and hatred appeared on her heavily made-up face.

The black arhat's eyes flashed fiercely, "It is said that this immortal person from the Bai family lives up to his name, with icy muscles and jade bones, and a look that could captivate an entire country. Is this true or false?"

Mo Hua was also stunned when he heard this.

The Bai family and Bai Qingcheng? Overwhelming the country and the city?

Yuhua Zhenren?

Does it have anything to do with the little senior sister?

Venerable Poison sneered, "Take back your crooked thoughts. Unless you want to die, don't take advantage of her."

The black arhat said: "What?"

"Her surname is Bai..."

The black arhat sneered, "So what if my surname is Bai? No matter how powerful the Daoting family is, how can they interfere with my demonic ways?"

Venerable Du glanced at him lightly, "Fate is yours, I just want to remind you that if you are not afraid of the Bai family, you can attack her."

The black arhat restrained his fierce look and said with a ferocious smile: "It's important, so naturally I won't cause trouble at this time."

But he couldn't help but salivate.

I wonder if the meat of such a beautiful person will be more tender when eaten in your mouth...

Madam Miao's expression changed, and she asked Xuansan:

"How do you know she will definitely come?"

Xuan Sanren said: "That Mr. Zhuang has a secret and is at the end of his rope. Since they come from the same family, she will definitely come, whether it is due to reason or interests."

"Come from the same door..."

Mo Hua secretly glanced at the trickster.

If they come from the same sect, then she is the junior sister of the master, and she is also a trickster, that is, she is the junior sister of my senior uncle...

Calculating it this way, should I still call him "Uncle Master"?

Not only do I have a great demon uncle, but I also have a master who is in the Ascension Realm?

If his uncle is in the Ascension Realm, then the trickster as his uncle should be at least in the Ascension Realm...

So, where is my master?

What state should it be...

Mo Hua thought silently, a little frightened.

But the trickster was still closing his eyes and concentrating, seemingly indifferent to his "junior sister".

After hearing what Xuan Sanren said, Mrs. Miao was a little happy and a little angry, with a bit of resentment hidden in her eyes.

It seems that there is some old grudge brewing in his heart.

Venerable Poison's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked about business: "Hasn't the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation been broken yet?"

Xuan Sanren shook his head, "No."

The black arhat was surprised, "But the second-grade formation is so difficult to break?"

Xuan Sanren, who was proficient in formations, and Venerable Poison, who knew a little about formations, both looked at the Black Skeleton Demon Cultivator with disdain.

"This is the second-grade formation..."

Xuan Sanren said impatiently, "There is a world of difference between the grand formation and ordinary formations. Moreover, this is the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation, written by the ancestors of the Five Elements Sect..."

"More importantly, the person sitting in charge of the formation at this moment is named Zhuang!"

Xuan Sanren looked solemn, "Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are not many people who have the confidence to break his formation in front of him..."

The black arhat was startled. He was a demon cultivator. He had always only focused on "killing" and "eating" and knew nothing about battle tactics. But now he was being squeezed out by the Xuan San people. He didn't want to lose face, so he said coldly:

"No matter how powerful he is, he is still only at the second level..."

Venerable Poison laughed out loud, his voice was harsh, like a night owl.

He pointed to the sky, "This is the boundary of the third-level state. The limit of heaven is the golden elixir. The second-level formation is indestructible. It is difficult to break through it with the golden elixir monks alone, unless..."

Venerable Poison looked at Black Arhat with a sinister look, "Are you willing to trade with the great formation, break the formation with the power of feathering, and then be wiped out by the way of heaven?"

"Sacrificing one's body to the Tao and being loyal to the Demon King is considered a worthy death..."

The black arhat's face turned even darker and he snorted coldly.

He is not a fool, risking his life in exchange for a second-grade formation.

But he still had doubts in his heart and frowned:

"Is it true or false that the Heavenly Dao obliterated it?"

The black arhat obviously didn't believe it, "If I use the cultivation of the Ascension Realm, will heaven really come to kill me?"

Venerable Poison's eyes were contemptuous and he suggested, "How about you give it a try?"

The black arhat's expression surged with anger.

Xuan Sanren sneered to himself.

On the contrary, Mrs. Miao frowned and said, "The obliteration of heaven's way can only be seen in the records of monks and rumors among monks. I have never heard of anyone who has experienced it personally..."

Xuan Sanren was a little speechless, "Is there a possibility that everything I have experienced personally has been obliterated..."

The ink painting underneath shook his head slightly.

"Not all..."

"I haven't been wiped out!"

However, his time was just a coincidence. The formation collapsed and triggered the restrictions of heaven. However, his cultivation level was low. Lei Jie was "dumb" for a moment. He didn't really want to kill him, so he was spared a "little life". "...

Mo Hua was thinking:

Obliteration by the law of heaven has always been taboo.

Most monks follow this rule, but they may not really realize the horror of this rule.

Just like the silly big black arhat and the pink-faced Mrs. Miao, they were still a little skeptical after hearing Xuan Sanren's words.

I don’t seem to believe that there really is a so-called way of heaven…

But they don't seem to be bothered by it.

After a while, they got back to business and talked about Dao Ting again...

"What should I do with the monks from Daoting?" Xuan Sanren asked.

"What else can we do?" Black Arhat sneered, "The Demon Cult always acts directly, with nothing more than the word 'kill'!"

Xuan Sanren's eyes turned cold, "I mean, how to kill?"

Venerable Poison thought for a moment and said: "Let them enter the Soul Refining Banner, seal off the secrets of heaven, set up a blood evil formation, and activate the evil sword evil eye. Let's take action together and kill him cleanly!"

"They're not that stupid, are they?"

"Whether it's stupid or not depends on whether the benefits are big enough."

"As long as the interests are big enough, no matter how smart a person is, he will be stupid."

"Mr. Zhuang is in the formation. As long as you dare to open the flags, they will dare to come in regardless of anything."

"Compared to Xian Yuan, just a few people dying is nothing more than a trivial matter..."

…

"Where is Dao Ting's Yu Hua Zhenren?" Xuan Sanren asked again.

Venerable Poison said: "With the restrictions of heaven, Daoting's Yuhua Daoist, like you and me, dare not let go and do anything, so the main force in this battle is still Jindan..."

"Master Yu Hua, without using Yu Hua's cultivation, is only slightly stronger than Jin Dan..."

He glanced at the whole place, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "In this demon temple, there are hundreds of golden elixir demon cultivators gathered. They practice orthodox demonic skills, practice superior evil arts, and have all kinds of evil weapons and magic weapons. They all have blood on their hands and kill people like hemp, which is far beyond what the high-ranking and pampered monks of Daoting can compare with."

"The golden elixir demon cultivators have formed a demonic army and will kill everyone! The Taoist court's vitality will be severely damaged!"

"We will definitely become the Demon Lord and seize the heavenly opportunity that was buried in the ruins!"

The four feathered demons all had wild eyes.

But in his eyes, selfish desires gradually surged.

"When can the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation be broken?" Venerable Poison asked.

Xuan Sanren shook his head, "It cannot be broken, it can only be consumed."

"Consumption?"

Xuan Sanren nodded and said: "Yes, that man is extremely accomplished in formations. He is in charge of the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation. This formation cannot be broken, so we can only think of ways to consume it..."

"Exhaust the spirit stones and consume his vitality."

"He's running out of oil and his life is gone soon. If he continues to use up the energy, the Five Elements Formation will be unsustainable..."

"As long as the formation is broken and the demons surround the mountain, no matter how stunning and stunning he is, no matter how arrogant he is, he will eventually fall into our hands."

Venerable Poison nodded slightly.

"This is a way..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the black arhat suddenly sneered: "Speaking of which, this man is really a traitor. The Demon Sect wants to kill him, and the Taoist court will not let him go..."

"No one in this world wants to save him."

Venerable Poison sneered, "He was too popular back then, offended too many people, and had such a great opportunity that everyone coveted. Now that everything is at stake, who would think of saving him?"

Mo Hua was very unhappy when he heard this.

After Venerable Poison finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and said with a hint:

"It is said that this person also had a senior brother who not only broke up with him, but also abandoned his sect and sacrificed his life to become a demon. He was even named a 'Taoist' of our demon sect..."

"Become the only demon cultivator in our demon sect who was named a 'Taoist' before reaching Dongxu!"

Venerable Poison cast his cold eyes towards the people sitting down and looked at the trickster.

There was contempt hidden in this look.

Everyone's eyes followed Venerable Poison and turned to the trickster and the little ink painting behind the trickster.

The four feathered ancestors and a group of golden elixir demon cultivators stared at him eagerly.

Mo Hua was under too much pressure and couldn't help but hide behind "Uncle Master" again.

The trickster's pupils were dark and his expression was cold, as if no one was around.

The four became immortals with cold eyes.

The title of a Taoist contains the word "Tao", which is the highest and most transcendent title under the Demon Sect, other than the Demon Lord.

Most demonic cultivators only know what is happening, but do not know why.

I simply cannot understand the weight of the word "Taoist".

But the four of them, the Demon Ancestors who have reached the Ascension Realm, know everything clearly.

These two words were beyond their reach.

But now, how can a mere righteous monk, a monk who has abandoned his master, forgotten his ancestors, become a demon halfway, and whose realm is no more than an enlightened one, can be called a "deviant"? !

They have already been dissatisfied.

The black arhat sneered: "So, that person was once your junior brother after all, so you just take it seriously and don't show any affection?"

Mrs. Miao covered her mouth and chuckled: "So heartless, no wonder he is not allowed by the right path and wants to be a devil."

She moved her eyes slightly and saw the ink painting hiding behind the trickster. Her eyes lit up and she secretly praised in her heart:

"This little kid looks really handsome..."

"The most important thing is that his eyes are clear, his temperament is gentle, and he is like uncut jade. He has not practiced magic skills, and he is not tainted with any dirt. If he keeps it by his side until he is older, and then harvests it, it will definitely have a different taste..."

Mrs. Miao was full of love, but her face was still slightly cold, and she sneered:

"This is the 'Gathering of Ten Thousand Demons'. Those present here are either demon ancestors or great demon cultivators who are frightened by the news. Although you are a 'Taoist', you have come to participate with such a small cultivator who has not even cultivated any demonic skills." Does this Ten Thousand Demons Association look down upon us too much?"

The deceitful man sat upright and said nothing.

At this time, even Xuan Sanren frowned and snorted coldly: "It's just a demon clone, but it's quite impressive..."

If the trickster comes in person, he might even give him some face.

He would even be treated as a distinguished guest, sitting on an equal footing with his own feathered demon ancestors, sitting on the bone throne together, above all demons.

But now, he is just a puppet parasitized by the demon species!

So arrogant?

The deceitful man's eyes were dull, without any expression.

Mo Hua wanted to say for him, "Master uncle means that I don't want to pay attention to you..."

But he felt that it was not good for him to speak hastily in this situation, so he swallowed his words silently.

The atmosphere in the venue was a little solemn for a while.

Just when Mo Hua was worried about whether they would take action against "Uncle Master", the old man with green lips, Venerable Poison, smoothed things over:

"That's all. Now that you've entered the Demon Sect, you're connected to the branches with the same spirit..."

"Now our enemy is Daoting, and the target is Mr. Zhuang. It is not appropriate to cause a disagreement at this time..."

The atmosphere in the venue relaxed slightly.

Mo Hua curled his lips secretly.

This old man must be an old hermaphrodite.

He was the one who started the trouble, and he was the one who ended up being the peacemaker.

Venerable Poison was older and had a higher level of seniority, and his words seemed to be quite weighty. The demon cultivators present also looked away from the trickster.

But the atmosphere is still a little subtle.

The black arhat looked at the trickster with a fierce look in his eyes. Xuansan looked unhappy. Madam Miao didn't look at the trickster, but her eyes were on Mo Hua, which showed both greed and pity. She didn't know what she was looking at. idea……

What needs to be said is said and the plan is in place.

Venerable Poison said:

"This is the end of the Ten Thousand Demons Association. I hope you all can work together, return to the Underworld Ancestor, be loyal to the Demon Lord, and devote your whole life to the prosperity of my demonic path!"

"The devil is prosperous!"

"Devot your best!"

The demonic monks present shouted in unison, and then stood up and saluted.

The salute they performed was very strange, as if they were pinching a magic spell with their hands. I don't know what the meaning was.

If you can’t learn ink painting, you certainly don’t bother to learn it.

After everyone finished the ceremony, they wanted to disperse.

But as soon as someone walked to the door, their expressions changed, and then more and more Jindan demon cultivators looked suspicious and whispered.

Venerable Poison frowned, "What's going on?"

Xuan Sanren let go of his spiritual consciousness, peeked for a moment, and his expression was shocked, "The Temple of Ten Thousand Demons is sealed by a formation?!"

Formation to seal the door? Can't get out?

The expressions of all the demon cultivators present changed.

At this moment, a demon cultivator, a big man, suddenly looked crazy. He suddenly struck out and chopped off an old demon cultivator next to him with a knife. Then he killed him with bloodthirsty regardless of everything...

A sudden change occurred, and the demons were in an uproar, not knowing what had happened.

The four feathered demon ancestors also looked at each other in confusion. After a moment, they all frowned and looked at the trickster thoughtfully.

The trickster was still sitting upright.

But his pupils were pitch black!

Mo Hua, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but open his mouth, a little unbelievable:

"Tao Heart Seed Demon..."

"Uncle, is this... closing the door and starting the killing?"