Chapter 240 Moves

Mo Hua named the Qianjun stick and carefully put it into the storage bag.

In the next few days, he took it out to practice whenever he had time, and then he developed two simple and practical moves:

One move is to smash down, and the other is to swing horizontally.

He tried smashing down, and it was also very simple to use.

Swinging horizontally was a bit more troublesome. He needed to swing the Qianjun stick first. During the swinging process, he injected spiritual power and activated the formation. The iron stick instantly gained weight, and according to the inertia of the force, it was swung horizontally.

This spiritual power and force are not easy to control.

Either hit the target, and the tiger's mouth hurts.

If you can't hit it, you have to throw the Qianjun stick out, otherwise your arm will be dislocated.

This is the helplessness of being born weak and unable to do physical training.

However, after practicing a few times, Mo Hua became much more familiar with it, at least he would not dislocate himself.

Mo Hua also gave these two moves resounding names. The downward smash was called "force as heavy as a thousand pounds", and the horizontal sweep was called "sweeping a thousand pounds".

It sounded a bit impressive, but it was only used in emergencies. After all, he was not a physical cultivator, so he could not rely on this to fight head-on. At most, he could only use it for sneak attacks.

But in any case, it was an additional means to deal with the enemy.

He took some time to go to Fushanlou again, found Fu Lan, and asked her to help make tofu.

It was the first time for him to eat tofu in the cultivation world.

It was not particularly white, with a light bean yellow color, but it had a strong bean fragrance.

Whether it was fried or stir-fried into a dish, or made into sweet tofu pudding, it was delicious.

Mo Hua also sent some to his parents, Mr. Zhuang, and the siblings Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to try.

He didn't send any to Old Kui. He liked to eat crispy things that made sounds when chewed, and he definitely didn't like tofu.

As for the inner mountain of Tongxian City, although there were more foreign cultivators and it was a bit more dangerous, Mo Hua still wanted to go.

He is a formation master, and he cannot lack spiritual ink.

And the amount of spiritual ink he needs is probably several times more than that of an ordinary first-grade formation master.

So, the more demon blood, the better.

Anyway, he is now at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and has mastered the Water Step. Except for the foundation-building cultivators, ordinary Qi Refining cultivators can't do anything to him.

Even if he is a foundation-building cultivator, he will be more alert. If he can find it in advance, he will probably be able to run away.

When he entered the mountain that day, Mo Hua put sixteen or seventeen bottles of demon blood, and he was satisfied. He found a shady tree to sit down, took out wild fruits and ate them.

After a while, his consciousness moved slightly, and he noticed someone, and the breath was somewhat familiar. He looked up and looked quietly, and found that it was Yu Chengwu and several other demon hunters.

They walked on a remote path, as if they were looking for something.

Mo Hua stood up and greeted them from a distance.

Yu Chengwu only then noticed Mo Hua and couldn't help frowning.

At such a distance, his consciousness couldn't sense Mo Hua, how could Mo Hua find them?

Mo Hua performed the Water Step, jumped a few times from the top of the mountain, and landed in front of Yu Chengwu.

Yu Chengwu was stunned.

What kind of body movement is this?

Mo Hua had walked with them all the way before, and didn't use body movement much. He thought Mo Hua didn't know how to use it, but he didn't expect that his body movement was so proficient.

He was better than some old monster hunters...

No wonder he dared to wander around the inner mountain alone.

Mo Hua looked at Yu Chengwu and asked curiously: "You... aren't you here to hunt monsters?"

They didn't wear iron armor or rattan armor, and they put away their knives. They wore the clothes of ordinary casual cultivators, dressed like foreign cultivators.

Yu Chengwu said: "Let's go into the mountains to capture people."

"Who?"

"The monks who besieged me last time." Yu Chengwu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said hatefully: "A bunch of bastards, dare to attack me, I will not let them go."

Mo Hua asked in confusion: "Do you know who they are?"

"I don't know yet."

"Then can you find them?"

"They didn't dare to enter the city, so they must be hiding in the mountains. As long as you look for them, you will definitely find them."

Mo Hua nodded.

Failure to find these monks will eventually be a hidden danger. If the demon hunter is attacked by them during the demon hunting, it will be dangerous.

"Then you go." Mo Hua waved his hand.

He didn't want to join in the fun. He still had important things to do. It was better to save more demon blood for the time being.

"If I meet them, I will set off fireworks to remind you." Mo Hua said again.

Yu Chengwu was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "Okay, but you should be careful too."

"Don't worry."

Mo Hua and Yu Chengwu parted ways, wandered around the inner mountain for most of the day, and met them again when they went down the mountain in the evening.

Yu Chengwu and his companions were injured and bleeding, but it seemed that the injuries were not serious.

They were escorting two monks, both of whom were wearing black clothes, their hands and feet were locked with iron chains, and their bodies were covered with scars, one had a broken arm, and the other had a limp.

It was obvious that they were caught after a hard fight, and then they were severely beaten.

The two looked tired, but there was resentment in their eyes.

Mo Hua looked at their faces and thought about it. They were indeed two of the seven monks who besieged that day.

"You really caught them?" Mo Hua was a little surprised.

"Of course, we are demon hunters, and no one is more familiar with the Great Black Mountain than us."

Yu Chengwu kicked the two men, "These two bastards thought they were hiding well, but they ate, slept, killed and robbed people in the mountains, and revealed so many clues. How could we not find them?"

"Only these two?"

"The others probably went out to rob, leaving only these two to guard the camp."

"Are we going to kill them?" Mo Hua asked curiously.

Yu Chengwu was slightly startled and said, "Not yet. Take them back first and beat them up a few more times to see if we can get anything out of them. As for their camp, we have already alerted the enemy and probably won't be able to catch the other monks."

Mo Hua nodded, and then he scanned the two black monks with his spiritual sense and frowned.

The two black monks looked miserable, but their spiritual power was still quite abundant. This was not a good idea and would be risky.

"Break their legs first." Mo Hua kindly suggested again.

Yu Chengwu was stunned.

"They have abundant spiritual power." Mo Hua said.

Abundant spiritual power is a hidden danger.

Yu Chengwu thought for a while, nodded, and said to the other demon hunters, "Break their legs."

Just as the demon hunters were about to take action, Mo Hua shouted "Wait".

He pondered for a moment and said, "Let's break their arms. If their legs are broken, they can't walk, and it will take effort to carry them."

If their arms are broken, even if they have spiritual power, they will not be able to attack in a short time.

Yu Chengwu nodded, and several demon hunters did not say a word and directly broke the arms of the two black monks.

The two black monks screamed, looking angry, and looked at Mo Hua with resentment.

Mo Hua raised her eyebrows, "You dare to stare at me?"

After hearing this, several demon hunters kicked the two men, making them grit their teeth and bear the pain, but the resentment in their eyes became deeper.

Mo Hua sighed and said to Yu Chengwu:

"Why don't we blind their eyes too? They keep staring at me."

When the two black monks heard this, they were instantly sweating and lowered their eyes, not daring to look at Mo Hua again.

Yu Chengwu was a little helpless.

When this child is kind, he is really good, and when he is evil, he is really evil.

What kind of evil ideas can be thought of.

But he thinks it is better this way.

You can't show mercy to bad guys, otherwise you will be the one who suffers.

These two black monks killed and robbed people, and I don't know how many lives they have taken. Even if they are killed now, it is a bargain for them.