Asking about longevity

Although his face turned pale, Song Jian still took a deep breath and asked:

"Who are you...? How could there be a demon cultivator in Qianxuezhou? What do you want to do? What is this place?"

Song Jian asked all in one breath.

But his heart was cold and his voice couldn't help but tremble.

The demon cultivator smiled grimly and didn't answer.

The prison was gloomy and bloody everywhere.

Ouyang Mu was a little nervous, and Linghu Xiao looked solemn.

Song Jian thought for a while and said coldly:

"I am the direct descendant of the Song family of Duanjinmen. You'd better not mess with me, otherwise the Song family will definitely not let you go!"

The demon cultivator heard this and sneered coldly, "The Song family...can't protect itself..."

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a night owl.

Song Jian was shocked, not knowing whether it was true or not, and then cursed:

"Demon beast, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

The demon cultivator did not get angry, but took out two pieces of letter paper from his sleeve and handed them to Song Jian and Ouyang Mu respectively:

"Use your blood to write a letter."

"Your..." The demon cultivator stretched out a scarlet tumor-covered finger and pointed at Song Jian, "Write to your parents, tell them that you are in our hands, and let them be obedient, otherwise wait for the corpse to be collected..."

The demon cultivator turned his head again and glanced at Ouyang Mu. "As for you..."

His face was mostly covered in a black robe, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his tone was somewhat meaningful, "Write to your brother, let him know better..."

Ouyang Mu was stunned.

Mo Hua was also a little surprised when he heard this.

Xiao Mu's brother... Senior Brother Feng?

They arrested Song Jian to threaten his parents and the Song family behind him.

Catching Xiao Mu to control Senior Brother Feng?

The demon cultivator said "Be more sensible..."

This means that they have already contacted Senior Brother Feng before. Because Senior Brother Feng was not "sensible", they captured Xiao Mu and threatened him with his own brother to make him "be more sensible"?

Mo Hua frowned, and then looked at Linghu Xiao.

Song Jian and Xiao Mu both had to write letters, so Linghu Xiao didn't have to write one?

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it seemed to be right.

Linghu Xiao has a good aptitude for swordsmanship and is highly valued by the sect.

But his background does not seem to be very good, he is just a branch of the Linghu family.

He has a strange relationship with his fellow disciples.

He has no familiar relatives.

There is no one to threaten.

This group of demon cultivators can't possibly hand the threatening letter to the Dongxu Patriarch of the Chongxu Sect...

That would be really bold.

Even if they lose their minds, they probably wouldn't dare to...

In prison, Xiao Mu would definitely not do something like threatening his brother.

He held the letter, his expression was stubborn and obstinate, and the words "I won't write it even if you kill me" were written on his face.

Ouyang Mu remained silent.

Song Jian, who was standing by, was surprisingly quite courageous.

"Let my parents obey you? Who do you think you are?!"

"You want to threaten my Song family? You are a beast who hides his head and shows his tail, neither human nor demon. Are you qualified?!"

Song Jian cursed.

The tall demon cultivator was shrouded in shadows, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his anger was obvious.

After a moment, he smiled coldly, "If you don't accept the toast, you will be punished."

"If you don't write a letter, then I can only take something from you..."

The demon cultivator showed murderous intent.

Song Jian panicked, and before he could react, he felt a gust of fishy wind blowing on his face, and then his fingers hurt. When he reacted, he saw blood dripping between his hands.

One of his little fingers had been cut off.

In front of the ferocious demon cultivator at the peak of foundation building, he, a pampered disciple of a noble family at the middle stage of foundation building, had no power to fight back.

Song Jian groaned in pain, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

All these changes happened very quickly.

Linghu Xiao's expression changed, and he quickly reminded: "Junior Brother Mu!"

Ouyang Mu looked a little confused. After Linghu Xiao's reminder, his expression was shocked. He was about to withdraw his hand, but in a blink of an eye, he felt that a tall, bloody demon cultivator had approached him.

His wrist was in great pain, as if it was clamped by the claws of a demon beast.

Then a red light flashed.

Ouyang Mu's little finger was also cut off.

Ouyang Mu gasped in pain, but he was tough and gritted his teeth without making a sound.

Linghu Xiao was furious and said coldly, "Asshole!"

The demon cultivator's body was black and looked like a small mountain. He held two broken fingers in his hand and blood dripped down.

He glanced at Linghu Xiao and his tone was calm and even a little polite.

"My Lord, I'm sorry." The demon cultivator said indifferently.

Linghu Xiao's sword heart trembled and he suddenly became alert.

But he was bound by iron chains and had no sword in his hand, so he couldn't resist at all.

The demon cultivator had a high level of cultivation, strong strength, and extremely fast speed. He approached Linghu Xiao in a blink of an eye.

A fishy wind suddenly rose.

After a moment, Linghu Xiao's little hand was also cut off.

The severe pain came, Linghu Xiao's face turned pale, bit his lips tightly, and did not make a sound, but his eyes were cold, looking at the demon cultivator like a sharp sword.

The demon cultivator also had a cold attitude and remained silent, but he quietly avoided Linghu Xiao's gaze, as if he was afraid and did not dare to offend Linghu Xiao too much.

At this point, the little fingers of Linghu Xiao and the other two were all cut off.

The demon cultivator took out three wooden boxes, put the three severed fingers into them, and said calmly:

"Since you don't write letters, I can only resort to this last resort and take some tokens."

After saying that, he took out three white pills and threw them to Linghu Xiao and the other two. "Take the pills and your broken fingers will grow back..."

"I am just following orders. If you cooperate, I will save you some trouble. If you don't cooperate, you will suffer. You can't blame me..."

This was more like what he said to Linghu Xiao than to the three of them.

After doing these things, the demon cultivator sneered, then put the three wooden boxes into his sleeves and turned to leave.

After leaving the prison, he called a short dog-headed demon cultivator and said in a deep voice:

"Watch carefully, don't make any mistakes, otherwise you and I can't bear it..."

"Yes." The dog-headed demon cultivator bowed his head.

The tall demon cultivator at the peak of foundation building looked deeply at the dog-headed demon cultivator and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't relax at all, or I will throw you to feed the demon beasts!"

The dog-headed demon cultivator shuddered when he heard this, and immediately said:

"Yes, yes, steward."

Mo Hua, who was lying on top and eavesdropping, was startled when he heard this.

It turned out to be the steward.

No wonder he felt that this tall and big demon cultivator with fangs in his mouth had a different aura from other demon cultivators, and his status was obviously higher.

After the "steward" demon cultivator gave the order, he took a look at the prison, confirmed that there was no problem, and turned away.

The dog-headed demon cultivator respectfully sent the "steward" away, and then his face turned cold.

He turned his head again and looked at the prison, his expression was jealous and hateful, and he muttered something in his mouth.

But he didn't dare to disobey the steward's order.

After carefully checking the prison, he confirmed that there was no problem with the chains and formations.

The three captured Linghu Xiao were also locked up in the cell.

The dog-headed demon cultivator then turned and left.

The area around the prison became quiet and empty in an instant.

There was only the low roar of unknown demon beasts from afar, mixed with the painful groans of demon cultivators in other cells.

The atmosphere in the prison was oppressive, like purgatory.

Mo Hua estimated that the time was almost up, so he used the Taixu Order to send the two words "Yichou" to Elder Xun.

After sending it, Mo Hua waited for a moment.

He was afraid that the Yuan magnetic field was weak, and these two heavenly stems and earthly branches were not sent out. If Elder Xun was careless and forced his way in, it would be the end.

After the message was sent, Mo Hua waited for a while.

When Elder Xun sent the two words "received", Mo Hua nodded.

He lowered his head and saw Linghu Xiao and the other two, looking gray and depressed.

They understood their situation.

The powerful demon cultivators, the bloody prison, and the seemingly indistinct sounds of the struggles of the demon beasts around them all made them realize that this was definitely a vicious place with no way out.

The broken finger was still bloody and painful.

Before, they were either children of aristocratic families or sword masters. Although they had some setbacks, they generally grew up safely under the protection of their families and sects, and had never personally experienced the real cruelty of the cultivation world.

Now, this cruelty suddenly appeared in front of them.

Even life and death were only a thin line apart.

The three of them were very uncomfortable for a while.

Song Jian did not dare to shout anymore, and squatted in the corner honestly, covering his broken little finger, his face as white as paper.

Ouyang Mu looked wooden and uneasy.

Although Linghu Xiao looked calmer, he was also a little confused.

He no longer had a sword in his hand.

Even if he had a sword, he would not be the opponent of these demon cultivators at all.

At least, he couldn't beat the tall demon cultivator who just cut off his finger, not to mention that there should be other more powerful demon cultivators in this prison.

Linghu Xiao was in a trance, and couldn't help but think of what he had said to Mo Hua before.

Only then did he realize how naive these words such as "unfair victory", "fair duel", and "the way of swordsmanship is lonely" were.

In the real world of cultivation, no one talks about "fairness" with you, and no one competes with you in swordsmanship.

With more people, you can defeat the few with more, and with higher cultivation, you can suppress the weak with more strength.

No one talks to you about reason.

If you lose, you lose, and if you die, you die.

Linghu Xiao's proud heart was also covered with a layer of gloom. He realized that in front of a truly brutal enemy, his self-proclaimed powerful swordsmanship was not as powerful as he thought...

And the most important problem was that his finger was broken.

Linghu Xiao touched the white pill at his hand, and he was a little hesitant.

Ouyang Mu, who was standing by, also wanted to take the pill, but he didn't dare to.

Their storage bags were all confiscated.

The only thing that could heal the wound now was the pill given by the demon cultivator.

The wound of a broken finger could be serious or minor.

The demon cultivator only cut off their little fingers, without using demonic power, evil magic, or other insidious means, so the flesh and blood at the wound were not contaminated.

If the pill was taken in time, bones and flesh could grow.

But if the pill was not taken, once the injury worsened, the blood coagulated, and the wound scabbed, the little finger would be completely broken.

Even if it was supplemented with natural materials and treasures in the future, it would still be incomplete.

The broken hand was the right hand.

Among the three of them, one was a swordsmith and two were sword cultivators. At least at the current stage, they all relied on their right hands.

But this pill was given by the demon cultivator after all.

Although it looked fine, no one knew if there was really no trick.

Ouyang Mu hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice:

"Brother Linghu, can this pill... be eaten?"

Linghu Xiao frowned, shook his head, and sighed:

"I don't know either..."

In theory, there is no fishy smell or demonic smell in this pill, and the color is pure. It is a proper pill.

Moreover, when the demon cultivator gave it to them, he threw it casually, and his attitude was very casual, not like there was any conspiracy.

However, this is the pill in the hands of the demon cultivator after all.

If you eat it, you may fall into the calculation of the demon cultivator.

But if you don't eat it, you will break your little finger, and it will be troublesome to forge swords in the future.

Ouyang Mu frowned, tangled, and sighed in his heart:

"If only the junior brother was here, the junior brother is so smart, he knows everything, and he must know whether it can be eaten..."

But how could Senior Brother Mo be here...

Ouyang Mu smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and wanted to put the pill into his mouth.

He wanted to eat it first.

If there is no problem, let Senior Brother Linghu eat it.

If there is a problem, Senior Brother Linghu doesn't have to eat it, and he can be the unlucky one...

Linghu Xiao on the side was worried and didn't pay attention for a while.

However, before Ouyang Mu put the pill into his mouth, he heard a familiar voice saying:

"Stupid, don't eat it!"

Ouyang Mu was stunned and looked around, but there was no one around.

Linghu Xiao was also stunned.

Both thought they were hallucinating.

"Just now...did I hear the voice of the junior brother..." Ouyang Mu murmured.

Linghu Xiao also heard it, but he didn't dare to believe it for a while.

On the other side, Song Jian, who was originally discouraged and looked like a big dog who heard his master calling, stood up suddenly.

But what arose in his heart was anger.

This crisp and hateful voice, he would remember it even if it turned into ashes!

As the three looked around, they heard a voice saying:

"Up."

Ouyang Mu looked up and saw a young boy sticking his head out of the stone wall at the top of the prison.

His appearance was as handsome as a painting, and his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as stars.

It was Mo Hua.

Ouyang Mu opened his mouth wide and couldn't help rubbing his eyes. He almost thought he was dreaming.

"Junior Brother, you were also caught?"

Mo Hua was about to speak when he suddenly heard a "wow" shout from the side. He turned around and saw Song Jian gritting his teeth:

"Mo-Hua-"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Hua pointed his hand and used a drowning spell to seal Song Jian's mouth and nose.

Song Jian's words were blocked at the corner of his mouth, suffocating like drowning, and he struggled.

Mo Hua "hushed" and gave him a warning look:

"If you dare to make a sound again, you're dead."

"Do you understand?"

Song Jian was struggling to suffocate, and his fingers hurt. He immediately woke up and realized where he was. Reason temporarily defeated the "grudge" and nodded honestly.

Mo Hua was satisfied and canceled the drowning spell.

At the same time, he touched the spirit sword in his hand, thinking that if Song Jian didn't behave and shouted again, he would fly the sword to chop him.

Song Jian felt a chill in his heart and immediately calmed down.

Mo Hua then said to Ouyang Mu:

"I followed you and sneaked in..."

Ouyang Mu was shocked.

Even Linghu Xiao, who was standing by, couldn't believe it.

I didn't know where this place was, but from the strong demonic aura and chaotic demonic roars, we could roughly know how tight this prison was and how many demon beasts and demon cultivators were hiding.

This... could also "sneak" in?

"How... did you sneak in?" Linghu Xiao asked in a low voice.

Mo Hua waved his hand, "It's a long story, time is urgent, so I won't say more..."

He pointed at the pill in Linghu Xiao's hands and said, "Don't eat that pill of yours, it looks normal, but there is a big problem..."

The demon cultivator couldn't be so kind.

From the smell, color, and medicine guide of this pill, there was indeed no problem.

But Mo Hua could see the light gray corrupt aura on the pill.

This is the cause and effect of the dead.

This pill was made with a human being.

Color, fragrance and taste can deceive people, but cause and effect cannot - at least the difficulty of cause and effect deceiving people is not on the same level.

Ouyang Mu nodded, not quite understanding.

Mo Hua took out two pills and threw them down from the roof, one for each of Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao.

"You eat mine, a second-grade superior flesh-regenerating and bone-regenerating pill."

Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao took the pill, looked at it for a while, and swallowed it.

After taking the pill, they really felt a clear blood flow through their bodies, and their fingertips felt cool and slightly itchy, but accompanied by a slight pain.

The broken little finger was regenerating flesh and bone, and slowly regenerating.

Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and felt grateful.

Ouyang Mu asked again in confusion: "Senior Brother Mo, how do you have this kind of pill?"

Mo Hua said: "This is a must-have pill for home travel. You must bring it with you when you go out."

Moreover, these are all given by Aunt Wan, and they are free.

After Mo Hua finished speaking, he turned around and saw Song Jian looking at him eagerly. He was the only one among the three people below who had no pills to eat.

Mo Hua sighed and threw one to him.

Song Jian's face showed two distinct and contradictory emotions.

One was the pride of not eating "food given out of pity".

The other was the compromise of "a real man can bend and stretch".

His expression changed several times, and Mo Hua felt tired watching it.

But in the end, he still compromised, picked up the pill silently, stuffed it into his mouth, and silently kept a record in his heart:

"I received the favor of Mo Hua's pill, and settled the hatred of "sword snatching".

"But other hatreds still need to be settled..."

Mo Hua was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said to Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu:

"Try to protect yourself and beware of the evil ways of demon cultivators. Don't learn the skills of demon cultivators, don't take elixirs, and don't listen to their lies..."

"I'll think of a way to get you out."

He didn't say much about the rest.

Linghu Xiao was fine, but Xiao Mu couldn't hide his face.

Telling him would make it easier for accidents.

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu nodded solemnly, and when they looked up again, they found that Mo Hua had disappeared without a trace.

There was no trace of Mo Hua's breath around.

It was as if he had never been here.

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu looked at each other and were shocked.

This kind of concealment method is really terrible...

However, because of this, the two of them calmed down a lot, and the previous uneasiness and anxiety disappeared.

Although Mo Hua's cultivation level is not higher than theirs.

But seeing Mo Hua, there is always an inexplicable "peace of mind".

On the other hand, the "pretty boy" Song Jian was still a little entangled in his heart:

"If Mo Hua wants to save me, should I let him save me or not?"

"If I let him save me, wouldn't I owe him a big favor?"

"Being saved by the 'big enemy' Mo Hua, in a sense, isn't it also a 'great shame'?"

...

On the other side, Mo Hua was strolling in the prison.

He wanted to rescue Xiao Mu and the other two, but there was really no good way for the time being.

There were many demon cultivators in the entire Ten Thousand Demon Prison.

Even if he flew a sword, he couldn't kill many due to the number of spirit swords.

The formation and the small meteorite technique could be used, but the traces left were too big and the movement was also loud.

What's more, some demon cultivators were very powerful and he couldn't beat them at all.

And this was just the Ten Thousand Demon Prison. There were more demon cultivators in the entire Ten Thousand Demon Valley, which was even more difficult.

Mo Hua sighed.

He walked around the Ten Thousand Demons Prison for a few more times, but still had no clues. After another hour, Mo Hua sent a "Bing Yin" to Elder Xun.

After sending it, Mo Hua looked at the Taixu Order and was suddenly stunned.

The signal is not good...

That means that there is interference with the flow of Yuan magnetic field in this Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

In other words, there should be a "Yuan magnetic" type of formation.

But why didn't he feel any trace of the Yuan magnetic formation?

Mo Hua frowned, and then walked around again, and finally found something unusual in a small corner of a stone wall.

While the patrolling demon cultivators passed by, Mo Hua took out a knife and scraped off the dirt on the stone wall, and found that there was indeed a "Yuan magnetic" formation diagram inside.

It was a Yuan magnetic spiritual vision formation.

The Yuan magnetic spiritual vision formation is a seventeen-pattern formation.

Mo Hua had already obtained the formation diagram, which was snatched from the Yuan magnetic formation master in the Bishan Demon Cave, who was found by Mo Hua and was secretly killed by Uncle Gu, Gu An and Gu Quan.

Mo Hua had already practiced it thoroughly.

But the Yuanci Spiritual Vision Formation in the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley was broken and could not be used.

And it was sealed by someone with mud and stones.

Following the trajectory of the formation, Mo Hua found another Yuanci Spiritual Vision Formation that was also sealed on another wall.

This formation still could not be used.

After that, Mo Hua "followed the map" and found several other Yuanci Spiritual Vision Formations based on the relationship between the Yuanci Formation Hubs.

But these formations were all abandoned without exception.

Mo Hua felt sorry.

These formations were not single formations, but were controlled by a unified formation hub, which was obviously a complete set of complex formation systems.

If they had not been abandoned, he could have infiltrated the "monitoring" system of the Ten Thousand Monsters Prison through the Yuanci Spiritual Vision Formation, so as to have an overall view and control the situation.

"Why did such a good formation abandon it?"

Mo Hua complained in his heart.

Otherwise, it would be much easier for him to do things.

Now that the Yuanci array is abandoned, he can no longer use it.

Mo Hua shook his head and sighed, turning around to leave.

Just as he turned around, Mo Hua paused again, turned his head and stared at these Yuanci spiritual vision arrays for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How about I do something good and help them rebuild the Yuanci spiritual vision complex array?"

It just so happened that he had never built a Yuanci complex array before, and the conditions did not allow it at ordinary times, and he could not afford the materials, and there was no suitable construction array medium.

Now it is a good opportunity to practice it, using the abandoned Yuanci array hub of Wan Yao Valley as the vein, and the abandoned spiritual vision array diagram as the unit, to rebuild a Yuanci spiritual vision complex array, so as to deepen his understanding of the Yuanci array...

"As an array master, you must use all available opportunities to study and use the array!"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and nodded slightly.