Chapter 456: Eating and Being Eaten

As soon as this zombie disciple of the Zhang family entered Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, he was shocked:

"Such a profound spiritual consciousness!"

"Innate tonic!"

Its voice was hoarse and sticky, and there was some air leakage.

It was like a living person who had decayed into a corpse.

Then it could not wait, opened its ferocious mouth, and fiercely sucked in the spiritual consciousness filled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the spiritual consciousness entered, the zombie disciple's eyes were excited.

Pure, rich and delicious.

This is the taste of top-grade spiritual consciousness!

The zombie laughed wildly.

After that, he could not help but feast on it and suddenly sucked it in.

As it swallowed more spiritual consciousness, its body gradually became stronger and its figure became taller.

As the zombie sucked the spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness also felt a dull pain.

"Is this the feeling of having your spiritual consciousness eaten?"

Mo Hua, who was hiding aside and observing the zombies, said silently in his heart.

It was a little painful and uncomfortable, but it was quite obscure.

If you don't pay attention, you really won't notice it.

Even if you don’t see it with your own eyes, you probably won’t believe it at all.

You will only feel that you are exhausted, your energy is insufficient, your mind is scattered, your mood is depressed, and many troubles and evil desires linger in your heart.

You will never think that your consciousness is being eaten away by evil things.

Mo Hua nodded and remembered this feeling.

“Be careful in the future!”

The human heart is unpredictable, and you may not be able to discover the many changes in consciousness all the time.

So you have to get familiar with the various signs of changes in the sea of ​​consciousness step by step, take precautions, and eliminate unknown hidden dangers in the consciousness.

In order to avoid any evil spirits stealing your consciousness in the future, and you don’t know it.

In addition, Mo Hua also verified one point. ‘6’‘9’‘s’‘h’‘u’‘x’‘.’‘c’‘o’‘m’

That is, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the concealment technique can be effective.

At least this zombie didn’t find you.

Mo Hua frowned slightly again.

But what exactly is this zombie?

Is it a human or a zombie?

Mo Hua observed for a while and gradually made a guess in his mind.

This zombie disciple should also be considered an ancestor of the Zhang family.

The Zhang family has been refining corpses for generations, and their spirits have been assimilated with zombies. In their self-cognition, they are both human and corpses, so after death, their spirits are sealed in the picture, and they appear in the form of zombies.

But no matter whether it is a human or a corpse, Mo Hua does not intend to let it go.

Mo Hua hid himself, holding the Qianjun stick, and quietly walked behind the zombie disciple.

The zombie opened his mouth and ate happily.

He could not imagine that his every move was under the watchful eyes of others.

He could not realize that danger was gradually approaching.

Mo Hua walked behind the zombie, raised the Qianjun stick high, and smashed it down with all his strength with both hands!

"Let you eat secretly!"

This stick was so powerful that it deformed the scalp of the zombie disciple and made his body look a little illusory.

The height that increased due to stealing the spirit was shortened by the stick.

After the smash, Mo Hua was also a little surprised.

He didn't expect that his thousand-pound stick would be so powerful.

The zombie disciple's scalp was numb and his heart was in pain. He finally recovered and turned his head angrily, and saw a young monk with delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth standing behind him.

The zombie disciple was stunned.

Then he widened his eyes, as if he saw a "ghost".

"No! How could there be someone?!"

Mo Hua frowned, his expression was a little dangerous:

"You came to my sea of ​​consciousness to steal food, and you still ask how there could be someone? Is my consciousness so delicious? I..."

Mo Hua wanted to threaten a few more words.

But before he could finish, the zombie disciple saw that the situation was not good and ran away.

Its ugly face was full of panic.

The moment it saw Mo Hua, it knew that it was no match at all.

The young monk was not very old and had a small figure, but his figure was extremely clear, and his aura was deep and unpredictable.

This is a sign of a powerful and fully manifested spiritual consciousness.

Moreover, it just took a blow from a thousand-pound stick.

The power of this stick left it with lingering fear.

The greater the power, the stronger the spiritual consciousness.

The zombie disciple was afraid.

If the spiritual consciousness had not manifested, he could still steal it.

But once it manifested, the spiritual consciousness was so different that if he didn't run away, he would be buried here.

The zombie wanted to escape from Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua would not let it escape. He stretched out his little hand, held it in his palm, and the manifested spiritual power condensed into a water prison technique.

The spiritual consciousness shackles appeared out of thin air and tied the zombie to the spot.

The zombie disciple struggled to break free, but couldn't break free at all.

It was terrified and said in disbelief:

"Magic?"

How could it be?

Can the spiritual consciousness use magic?

The ancestor never said this...

Mo Hua walked slowly in front of it.

The zombie knelt on the ground and said in fear: "Young senior, spare my life!"

Mo Hua said: "Save your life, so you can hurt others again?"

The zombie disciple swore: "Young senior, don't worry, I will abide by my duty from now on and never hurt others!"

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "You are a zombie, isn't your duty to hurt others? If you abide by your duty, how can you not hurt others?"

The zombie disciple paused, seeing Mo Hua's playful expression, he knew that this young monk would not believe his deception at all, and said angrily:

"The ancestor will not let you go!"

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile:

"Do you think... I will let your ancestor go?"

The zombie disciple was horrified.

This little ghost, actually, is plotting against its ancestor? !

How dare he?

The zombie disciple suddenly felt cold in his heart.

This little ghost has a strong spiritual consciousness, many tricks, and unpredictable means. His spiritual consciousness can also use magic. With his intentional calculations, the ancestor might...

The zombie disciple was both shocked and angry.

"No, I must tell the ancestor, otherwise the ancestor will be in danger!"

The zombie disciple's face suddenly became ferocious, bit off his finger, swallowed it into his stomach, and then his body swelled, and malice gradually grew around him. In a flash, he turned into a dead body with a cyan complexion.

It was exactly the same as Zhang Quan's situation when he took the corpse blood pill.

"First, I will fight for my life and deal with this little monk, and then take the opportunity to escape and report to the ancestor. Even if I am seriously injured and my limbs are incomplete afterwards, the ancestor will protect me because of my filial piety."

The zombie disciple thought to himself.

Then it tried its best to break free from the shackles of the water prison spell and suddenly pounced on Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's expression remained unchanged, and he gently raised his hand and condensed a fireball spell.

The fireball was bright red and hot, it was the illusory fire condensed by the divine consciousness, but it looked extremely real.

Mo Hua's mind moved, and the fireball suddenly shot out and hit the chest of the corpse-like zombie.

In the overflowing flames, the zombie disciple had not yet pounced in front of Mo Hua, nor had he fought for a round, but was directly beaten back to his original form by the fireball spell.

He was deflated, his corpse-like body faded, his whole body was on fire, and he lay on the ground wailing.

It was as if there was a real fire burning on it.

Along with the pain, there was also boundless despair.

It never expected that the divine consciousness of this little cultivator was so powerful.

The power of the manifested fireball spell was so terrifying...

Mo Hua also frowned and wondered:

"Why am I so strong?"

He pondered for a while and gradually understood.

In reality, I am a Qi Refiner.

But in the sea of ​​consciousness, I am a foundation-building cultivator.

This zombie disciple is just an ordinary walking corpse, which is only a Qi Refiner.

I am now using the foundation-building method to fight against the Qi Refiner.

It is like the "big" bullying the "small".

Mo Hua's waist straightened instantly.

"No wonder, I was wondering why I suddenly became so powerful!"

It is natural for the foundation-building to beat the Qi Refiner.

Mo Hua was proud for a while, but then felt a little boring.

This zombie disciple is too weak and can't exert his strength.

It seems that I have to pick some strong ones among Zhang Quan's ancestors to practice with.

Step by step, step by step.

When I have mastered the means of manifestation and understood the means of the Zhang family's zombies, I will attack Zhang Quan's ancestor.

This way it will be foolproof.

Zhang Quan's ancestor has the highest cultivation and the strongest evil thoughts, so he must be a big zombie.

And he has lived for so long, so he must have many tricks.

It is still risky to attack it now.

Besides, it has so many "disciples", two fists cannot beat four hands, and a group of zombies ran into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Mo Hua could not handle it.

You have to eat one bite at a time.

Mo Hua had made up his mind, so he planned to "eat" the first bite of food first.

This zombie disciple was no longer useful.

Mo Hua planned to make the best use of it.

He used several fireballs and directly blasted the zombie into ashes.

The ashes dispersed, and the zombie's form and mind were destroyed, turning into gray, air-like spiritual thoughts.

Mo Hua opened his mouth and swallowed them all into his stomach.

This zombie who only wanted to eat Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was finally "eaten" by Mo Hua.

Its evil thoughts also strengthened Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness.