Chapter 240 Moves

Mo Hua named the Qianjun Stick and carefully put it into his 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, and in the process of swinging, 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 and 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.

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

Therefore, 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 big 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 a little 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, leaped 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, but he didn't use body movement much. He thought Mo Hua didn't know how to use it, but he didn't expect that he was so skilled in body movement.

Even 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 would be 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 for a moment. 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, drank, slept in the mountains, and killed people and robbed goods. They showed so many clues. How could we not find them?"

"Only these two people?"

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

"Are you 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 you can ask anything. As for their camp, they have already alerted the snakes, and it is estimated that we can't 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 good and would be risky.

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

Yu Chengwu was stunned.

"They have plenty of spiritual power." Mo Hua said.

Abundant spiritual power is a hidden danger.

Yu Chengwu thought about it, 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: "It's better to 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 the demon hunters did not say anything and directly took action, twisting the arms of the two black-clothed monks.

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

Mo Hua raised her eyebrows, "You still 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 hatred in their eyes became even 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 immediately broke out in a cold sweat and lowered their eyes, not daring to look at Mo Hua again.

Yu Chengwu was a little helpless.

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

He can come up with all kinds of evil ideas.

But he thinks this is the best.

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 would be a bargain for them.