Chapter 274: Inside the Village

Mo Hua secretly dug a corner and sneaked into the Black Mountain Village without anyone noticing.

As soon as he entered the village, a bloody and pungent smell hit him in the face.

It was a mixture of old rot and recent blood.

The surroundings were mixed with a chill that penetrated into the bones.

Mo Hua couldn't help but shudder, and then looked around and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

What a big village!

Surrounded by mountains on both sides, the Black Mountain Village is located in the middle.

The mountain wall that Mo Hua just dug was only a small part of the entire high wall. There were more towering walls as far as the eye could see.

In addition to the high walls, the surrounding mountains also became a natural barrier for the Black Mountain Village.

The entire Black Mountain Village was entrenched under the night, like an indestructible fortress, and like a huge monster that eats people.

Mo Hua was shocked, and then he was scared again.

This is probably the largest criminal force in Tongxian City, no, perhaps in the entire Black Mountain State.

If we don't inquire in advance and rashly call people over, once a fight breaks out, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties.

Then Mo Hua began to carefully look at the layout of the Black Mountain Village.

The entire Black Mountain Village is very large, with many buildings and rooms. At a glance, there are hundreds of them, densely arranged between the surrounding valleys.

The overall atmosphere is gloomy and evil.

Under the dim firelight, mottled bloodstains can be seen almost everywhere on the road, walls, and pillars.

In some corners, the remains and debris of unknown monks are still discarded.

Some houses are inhabited by criminals, and some are used to imprison other monks, most likely they were abducted.

These innocent monks were locked in iron cages, emaciated, skinny, and neither human nor ghost.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Why do these evil cultivators lock up the monks here? Don't they usually kill them?"

Even the evil cultivator like Guang Tou Tuo killed many people. This Black Mountain Village is obviously more evil. The evil cultivators inside are probably even worse. Why would they spare the lives of these monks?

Mo Hua was a little confused and looked around for a while.

After a while, a sinner with a fierce look came over, picked and chose, grabbed a monk who looked a little better, and cut his wrist with a knife to let blood.

The monk looked painful, but he couldn't struggle. Blood dripped into the bowl, filling up a large bowl.

The evil cultivator picked up the bowl and drank the blood. Then his blood and qi surged.

He couldn't help licking his mouth, and he was still a little unsatisfied.

After a while, another evil cultivator came.

The evil cultivator stretched out his big hand and pressed it on the forehead of a young monk. The young monk screamed miserably instantly.

Mo Hua used his spiritual sense to spy on the young cultivator and could see that the spiritual power of the young cultivator actually flowed backwards from the Dantian, passed through the meridians, converged at the top of the head, and finally flowed into the body of the Sin Cultivator through the palm of the Sin Cultivator.

The spiritual power flowed backwards, accompanied by great pain.

So the voice of the young cultivator was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human voice.

The Sin Cultivator was annoyed by what he heard. He continued to absorb the spiritual power with his right hand, but strangled the young cultivator's neck with his left hand to prevent him from making a sound.

When he finished absorbing the spiritual power, the young cultivator slowly collapsed to the ground, without a sound, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

After that, there were also Sin Cultivators coming over one after another. What they did was similar, either sucking blood or sucking spiritual power, and even more terrible means.

Mo Hua felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Only then did he realize that this Black Mountain Village was not the home of the Sin Cultivators at all, but the home of a group of evil cultivators!

Such a large Black Mountain Village was full of evil cultivators, hundreds of evil cultivators!

Mo Hua couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The evil cultivators kill and rob people for money.

However, the evil cultivators use people to practice martial arts, and they don't treat people as human beings at all.

These innocent cultivators imprisoned in the iron prison are not like human beings, but more like... animals being raised!

Mo Hua was shocked and angry. After thinking about it, he could only sigh helplessly.

He couldn't save these cultivators.

Let alone saving them, he was lucky to be able to protect himself now.

If the Black Mountain Village is the lair of the evil cultivators, it would be much more dangerous than before.

"Should I sneak back before they find me?"

Mo Hua thought about it and shook his head.

He was lucky to be able to sneak in this time. He might not be so lucky next time.

Moreover, although the evil cultivators are dangerous, even if they are evil cultivators, as long as they are still refining qi and their spiritual consciousness is not as strong as Mo Hua, they will not be able to see through Mo Hua's concealment technique.

As long as the concealment technique is not discovered, he will be safe.

The evil cultivators are vicious.

But Mo Hua didn't intend to fight them head-on. No matter how weird and cruel their methods were, it was meaningless.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

At present, the evil cultivators in the Black Mountain Village were so powerful that they had seriously threatened the safety of all demon hunters and even the entire Tongxian City.

If they were allowed to develop for another two or three hundred years and grow further, there would probably be thousands of evil cultivators.

By then, all the scattered cultivators in the entire Tongxian City would probably be their livestock.

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

While they didn't know that he could hide and had sneaked in, it would be best to find out the background of these evil cultivators.

Then go out and call people, make a careful plan, and wipe them out in one fell swoop, otherwise there will be endless trouble.

Mo Hua had made up his mind and began to think about what to do specifically.

"First of all, the most important thing is to make sure if there are any evil cultivators in the foundation-building stage!"

Only evil cultivators in the foundation-building stage can see through his hiding technique.

In other words, as long as you don't encounter evil foundation-building cultivators, even in the Black Mountain Village where evil cultivators are everywhere, the risk will not be too great.

Where should the evil foundation-building cultivators be?

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, and then used his understanding of the formation to reverse the pattern of the Black Mountain Village.

The formation pattern of the An family was seen through by Mo Hua.

The formations of the weapon refining shop and the alchemy shop in the south of the city were designed by Mo Hua himself and built based on the formations.

So Mo Hua is quite good at this kind of thing.

After calculating for a while, Mo Hua had a rough idea in his mind.

The Black Mountain Village is divided into the front village and the back village.

The front village is in front. Mo Hua walked around in stealth. Basically, all of them are evil cultivators in the Qi Refining period. Although most of them are at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining, they have not built a foundation.

The formations used in the front village are relatively simple, mainly first-grade single formations, and many formations are even less than first-grade.

Some basic buildings such as dining buildings, prisons, and living rooms are all in the front village.

The formations of the back village are relatively more complicated.

The main formation was a first-grade earth and wood complex formation, and the formations were all first-grade single formations, and there was a separate wall separating them, which was obviously much more important than the front camp.

Mo Hua still solved a small formation and sneaked into the back camp.

With the help of the concealment technique and the water-passing step, Mo Hua shuttled between the roof and the beams, while looking around.

Compared with the front camp, the back camp was relatively quieter and more solemn.

The bloody smell was not so strong, but it was also more depressing.

The house was larger and more exquisite.

But this exquisiteness was somewhat yin.

As Mo Hua was walking, he suddenly heard a voice, so he immediately found a beam and lay down.

The two people in the room seemed to be talking, but they didn't seem to have a deep friendship, and their words were quite cold.

Mo Hua secretly glanced down.

He only saw the table below and the wine and meat on the table.

Mo Hua guessed that the identities of the two people must be extraordinary, because their side dishes were the best.

Better than what all the evil cultivators outside eat.

Seeing that they didn't notice him, Mo Hua thought they were Qi-refining monks, and tilted his head to look down at the two of them.

One of the two was a middle-aged monk with a stern expression.

The other was a burly man with red eyes and bloodshot eyes.

Mo Hua only glanced at the man, and his eyes just touched the man.

The man's eyes suddenly opened, the bloodshot eyes became darker, and his whole body suddenly became violent. He said, "Who is it?"