MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 609 Kneel down

Chapter 609 Kneel down

The days of the sect were uneventful. Eight days later, it was time to rest again.

Because Bishan City is a bit far away and the round trip is difficult and takes a lot of time, so Mo Hua took an extra day off.

 With Mr. Xun as the "backstage", the elders of the sect are very easy to talk to.

Hence, I took this day off smoothly.

 Three days in total!

Mo Hua packed his luggage and happily went to find Senior Sister Murong with his storage bag in hand.

This mission was taken over by Murong Caiyun, and Mo Hua followed suit.

Murong Caiyun knew that Mo Hua was accumulating merit and changing the formation diagram, so he said:

“This mission is not difficult, so there are only three people including you, so you can get a little more credit.”

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, senior sister!"

The two of them walked towards Taixu Gate together, Mo Hua walking briskly, chatting all the way.

“Junior brother Xu needs to recover from his injuries. The task is not difficult. He has not made many achievements, so we won’t let him run around.”

Murong Caiyun sighed slightly.

Murong Caiyun said: "He is one of the "Twelve-Level" sects in the Qianxue Prefecture. He is good at the sword-controlling method of the five elements and gold system..."

Mo Hua nodded.

But Hua Qianqian was nagging in her ear more. She looked at the ink painting, and unknowingly, the handsome appearance of the ink painting wearing a flowery embroidered Taoist robe came to her mind, and she was a little stunned.

 “Oh.” Mo Hua “understood”.

"three people…"

"Daotingsi doesn't seem to want to take care of it..."

Mo Hua felt a little strange when he saw her lost in thought.

He seemed to have heard this name mentioned once when Aunt Wan introduced the Twelve Sects of Qianzhou, but other than that, there shouldn't be any interaction with them.

Murong Caiyun was afraid that she would act recklessly, so he didn't call her this time.

“Duanjinmen checked the list of stolen inheritances, and after comparing the two, he discovered that the thief was the disciple who rebelled ten years ago.”

"oh…"

 “This time I am going to catch a disciple who rebelled against the sect…”

Ouyang Feng continued: "Later, the Xie family's warehouse in Bishan City was stolen. When tracking the thief, the thief was forced to use the method of 'breaking the golden gate', and then he was exposed..."

Murong Caiyun nodded, "The ones who stole were some small inheritances, and the 'fellow disciple' who was killed was actually just a handyman. This matter didn't make a big deal, so there was no commotion."

“Oh.” Mo Hua nodded.

That girl Qianqian urged herself every day, saying that she wanted to do tasks with Mo Hua, and she also prepared "gifts" for Mo Hua, which were all little girls' skirts, hairpins, rouge and so on.

 “Ten years ago?”

Soon the two of them met Ouyang Feng, who was wearing a Taoist robe. They hired a carriage and left the border of Qianxue Prefecture. They rushed on the wide mountain road towards Bishan City outside the border of Qianxue Prefecture.

 “As for Qianqian…”

Murong Caiyun came back to his senses, his cheeks were slightly red, and he coughed, "It's getting late, let's walk faster..."

“And the disciple who rebelled against the sect also kept a low profile. He betrayed the sect and then disappeared without revealing any clues.”

Senior Brother Feng is gentle and courteous, and has profound cultivation. He seems to have a high status in Tai'amen. He is considered one of the inner disciples appointed by default, and he is indeed a "big brother".

 “Senior sister?”

Murong Caiyun said, "More than ten years ago, this disciple stole inheritance, killed fellow disciples, and defected from the sect. He was tracked down for a long time but was never caught..."

Mo Hua thought for a while and asked, "Senior sister, who else is there?"

“The Xie family in Bishan City came to Duanjinmen to ask for an explanation…”

 The sound of horse hooves is heard outside the car, but it is quiet and comfortable inside.

Murong Caiyun paused and said, "She is quite busy, so let's forget it this time..."

Mo Hua’s eyes were a little suspicious, but he didn’t ask any more questions.

Mo Hua nodded.

Mo Hua was sitting at the window, lying on a soft blanket, looking at the scenery along the way and talking to Murong Caiyun and Ouyang Feng.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

 Speaking of dressing up the ink painting, it will look like pink carving and jade carving, it will definitely look good...

 “Senior Brother Feng…”

“Is it because there is no oil or water?” Mo Hua secretly asked.

Murong Caiyun paused for a moment, helpless, and gently dug out the ink painting:

“Firstly, because there are not many clues, and secondly, Daotingsi also has limited manpower, so this matter has been put on hold for the time being.”

 “Where are Senior Brother Xu and Sister Qianqian?”

Mo Hua frowned, "Broken Golden Gate?"

Murong Caiyun said: "There is also Senior Brother Feng from Tai'amen."

But when he heard the words "Broken Golden Gate" at this time, he was vaguely aware that this sect seemed to have some cause and effect with him...

 Mo Hua wondered again: "Shouldn't Duanjinmen pursue the rebel disciples from Duanjinmen?"

 “I chased, but I didn’t catch up...”

 “Didn’t catch up?”

Murong Caiyun nodded, "That rebel disciple has very good body skills..."

Ouyang Feng also said: "Yes, the Taoist technique he stole from the Yujian Sect included a movement technique called 'Escape the Golden Technique'. The key is that he learned it very well. None of the disciples of the Duanjin Sect." Catch up with him, the traitor who broke the Golden Gate..."

Ouyang Feng was a little sad.

Disciples with a serious inheritance are not as good as this traitor who "stealed the inheritance"...

“The Xie family in Bishan City was dissatisfied and felt that Duanjinmen was ‘letting go’ and secretly shielding the thief, so they issued a separate reward to capture the thief.”

“However, the Xie family in Bishan City is not very powerful, so the rewards for their achievements are not large.”

“Furthermore, there is also Duanjinmen. They don’t want the traitors of their own sect to be caught by other disciples, let alone give merit to others..."

Mo Hua muttered: "Breaking the Golden Gate... is so narrow-minded..."

Ouyang Feng laughed, "Indeed, but you should be careful. Don't let the disciples of Duanjinmen hear these words. Small-minded people don't want others to call them 'small-minded'..."

Mo Hua smiled and nodded.

 Half a day later, the three of them arrived at Bishan City.

 Bishan City, as its name suggests, has thousands of walls and is intertwined with mountains and ridges.

Most of the cave buildings are built on steep cliffs, which look strange and majestic.

It's just that Bishan City is now closed, and only people are allowed in but not allowed out.

Because the traitors from Duanjin Gate stole the Xie family's family treasury, the Xie family reported to the court.

Daotingsi sealed the city and searched for the traitor all over the city. The momentum was quite high.

Mo Hua asked curiously: "What exactly was stolen from the Xie family?"

Murong Caiyun shook his head, "I don't know, the Xie family didn't tell me, and it's hard for us to find out..."

“The city was sealed off with such great fanfare and a lot of manpower was used, but the reward for meritorious deeds was very small. The Xie family is really stingy..."

Mo Hua said somewhat unhappily.

He now lacks meritorious service, so he is somewhat "grudgeful" about the Xie family's "stingyness".

 And this Xie family feels a bit strange...

Logically speaking, a warehouse theft or a city lockdown and search are considered "big events". At least the rewards issued should be more meritorious.

Murong Caiyun said: "We use merit to do things, and there is no need to worry about other things."

Ouyang Feng also said: "Finish it early and go back early."

 “Okay.” Mo Hua nodded.

Their purpose is to assist the Xie family in catching the traitor who broke the Golden Gate.

The Xie family is searching the city, but they say they are "searching the city" and they only send family disciples to patrol the streets and search everywhere to see if there are any suspicious monks.

The Xie family doesn’t have the guts, let alone the strength, to conduct a real door-to-door search.

Even if Bishan City is only a small fairy city, in Qianzhou, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be a real person drinking tea or a monk drinking wine in any teahouse or tavern...

Murong Caiyun and the other three also searched for a while, but found nothing, and then they searched separately.

Mo Hua walked on the streets of Bishan City, secretly releasing his consciousness and peeking around.

He didn't want to pry into people's privacy, but wanted to find out if there was anything strange about them.

The monks in Bishan City come from all kinds of religions.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness has changed, and he can detect it clearly in most monks. However, out of respect for others, Mo Hua didn't peek too closely. He only looked at Zhe Zhi briefly and judged briefly whether he was the traitor.

There are also some whose aura is obscure and profound. As soon as the divine consciousness of the ink painting passes by, it is immediately withdrawn.

These great monks, at least those with a golden elixir or above, are not something he can "offend" now.

But there are also some monks who are plainly dressed, but are inexplicably powerful. Even though the ink painting consciousness is about to disappear at a touch, they are still perceived by them.

They glanced at Mo Hua like swords, but when they saw that Mo Hua was just a boy in his teens, they were suddenly startled.

 Making a respectful salute in ink painting is regarded as an apology.

 When they saw this, they didn’t care and nodded slightly.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, but also sighed in his heart:

“The cultivation world is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, especially in Qianzhou, a small fairy city like this, where you can meet so many masters…”

After bumping into "nails" a few times, saluting a few times, and apologizing a few times, you will become proficient in ink painting.

Even without peeping through his spiritual consciousness, he could just rely on his "intuition" to sense which monks were not easy to mess with.

 Just take a look and you will know it in your heart.

As long as you peep into the ink paintings with your spiritual consciousness, you will gain a lot of "interest", and you will no longer offend those real people or great monks...

After searching like this for most of a day, Mo Hua relied on his deep spiritual consciousness and subtle perception to search most of Bishan City, but still found nothing.

Then I can only look for some places I haven’t searched yet...

Mo Hua thought for a while and went to a "brothel".

Although it looks like just an ordinary restaurant, Mo Hua can still conclude based on his only one experience of going to Baihualou to drink flower wine with Elder Su in Nanyue City:

This is not a restaurant, but a brothel!

There is a restaurant in front, but there is a vague atmosphere of "not suitable for children" in the back.

 Daoting prohibits double cultivation, and it is even more forbidden to take supplements.

 In other words, the reason why "double cultivation" is prohibited is mainly to prohibit "collecting supplements" and to prevent someone from "making up a clever name" and doing the actual practice of supplementing in the name of dual cultivation.

 This was what Zhang Lan told Mo Hua a long time ago.

 Hence, the Taoist court also had very strict control over places like "brothels".

Of course, the Taoist administration is strict and the Taoist laws and regulations are also very strict, but it is hard to say for the local Taoist bureau.

 The situation is even more complicated in different fairy cities.

For example, in Nanyue City, the Lu family relied on the brothel to win over people's hearts, relied on the brothel to earn spiritual stones, relied on the brothel to exploit the mines and repairs, and relied on the brothel to win over the Tao Ting Si.

In this case, many monks in Daotingsi are frequent visitors to brothels themselves. They are complicit in the evil and it is impossible to take care of them.

With the exception of the Qianxue state boundary, brothels are strictly prohibited within the entire state boundary.

The border of Qianxue State is a prosperous place for cultivating Taoism, gathering young and talented disciples from all over the world.

The sect does not want its disciples to indulge in sensuality and pleasure, thereby damaging their foundation, wasting their time, and damaging their Taoist aspirations.

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 Therefore, not only within the boundaries of Qianxue State, but also within the boundaries of this state, any fireworks are prohibited.

 Several nearby state borders and many fairy cities also prohibit the establishment of brothels.

 But eating, drinking, and drinking, men and women, have great desires that can be forbidden but difficult to stop.

 Hence the business of having a restaurant in the front and a brothel in the back.

Mo Hua snorted coldly, feeling that he should criticize this kind of thing, and the place of fireworks has always harbored filth and evil, so the traitor might be hiding in it, so he went directly into the restaurant.

The waiter in the restaurant was obviously taken aback when he saw the ink painting.

 Their restaurant has never seen such a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth.

“Young Master, what are you doing...”

"I eat."

 Ink painting is a matter of course.

 “Oh, yes, let’s eat...please.”

The waiter thought that Mo Hua didn't know what was going on, and just thought that their place was just a restaurant where they could drink and eat, so he smiled and enthusiastically led Mo Hua in.

 The interior is gorgeously decorated and has a strong smell of rouge.

The waiter drew the ink painting and found a table to sit down.

Mo Hua looked at the menu and felt that it was very expensive. Not only the various dishes, but also the snacks and drinks were twice as expensive as outside.

 But in order to "track down the traitor", Mo Hua still endured the pain and ordered a table of wine and food.

Having been walking for a long time, I was also hungry. Mo Hua took a peek with his spiritual consciousness and found that the food and wine were fine and had not been drugged, so he ate the food, drank and looked around.

 The restaurant in front is quite "clean".

 Those who ate ate, and those who drank drank, but a stage with a pink curtain was set up in the center, and there were beautiful women dancing on the stage.

There will also be women around, with light hair and charming smiles, accompanying the wine.

Mo Hua gnawed on the big chicken leg, letting go of his consciousness and seeing everything around him.

 After looking at the ink paintings for a long time, I slowly figured it out...

 In this restaurant, the women dancing above are the "menu".

After the jump, the diners below will "order" whichever woman they like.

 The dancing woman will come down to accompany the drinker when the diners order.

 While drinking, men and women whisper to each other, most likely discussing "meal money."

 After the negotiation is settled, they will go to the back to "eat". They will "check out" after finishing the meal.

 Ching Mo Hua was shocked.

These monks have so many tricks up their sleeves!

　This little thought, instead of being spent on the right path, was actually used to devise the scheme of "wine as a medium for sex"...

 Food and wine are still so expensive!

 Mo Hua was very angry.

  He looked at the dancing women in the middle, and suddenly he was startled, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He noticed that there was a dancer in the corner of the stage. She had an average appearance and a slender waist, but her every move looked very problematic...

 The ink painting’s spiritual consciousness is swept away, and the inner thoughts are revealed.

 This woman is a man!

Moreover, his heart moved slightly, and he was suddenly very sure that this person was the traitor who broke the Golden Gate, and he was the person who was offering a reward for his arrest this time!

 In the land of fireworks, men dress up as women.

Mo Hua snorted.

 Indecent morals!

 He immediately used the Taixu Order to send a message to Senior Sister Murong:

 “Sister, I found the traitor!”

Taixu Order can be used to send messages, only to the same sect.

 This was what Senior Sister Murong taught him later. He didn’t know how to do ink painting at first, so he didn’t use it much.

In just a moment, Murong Caiyun replied:

"Where are you?"

 Ink painting: “Beauty…”

Murong Caiyun: “…”

The person on the other side was silent for a long time, as if he couldn't figure out how Mo Hua found the brothel after searching for it, but after more than ten breaths, he still got a reply:

 “Where is the brothel?”

Mo Hua sent the name of the restaurant.

Murong Caiyun said:

 “I understand, I’ll go over right now, you protect yourself.”

"Uh-huh."

Mo Hua nodded, but felt a little strange in his heart.

This sentence "protect yourself" is a bit weird...

 What do I have to protect...

 After about two sticks of incense, Ouyang Feng and Murong Caiyun arrived at the door of the restaurant.

The waiter was also shocked. Hearing that they were here to find his junior brother, he hesitated for a long time before letting the two of them in. However, he was inevitably wary and kept staring at them.

 The three of them spoke in lowered voices.

“Junior brother, why are you here?”

Mo Hua waved his hand, "That's not the point."

He then pointed to the "woman" who was still dancing on the stage, a man dressed as a woman, with a thin waist and heavy makeup:

 “This is most likely the traitor.”

Mo Hua can almost confirm it, but he is still a little modest and does not say it for sure.

Murong Caiyun and Ouyang Feng were both a little surprised. They frowned and stared at the "woman" for a long time, their eyes slightly sharp.

 “It’s a good way for men to dress up as women and dance here to hide their eyes from others…”

 “I’m afraid it’s not just to ‘cover people’s eyes’…”

 Maybe he has a "side job".

Even if you are a rebel disciple or a wanted criminal cultivator, you still have to earn a living...

"what to do?"

 “Are you going to do it directly?”

 “Would it be possible to alert the enemy?”

Ouyang Feng and Murong Caiyun were discussing.

Mo Hua said: "I'll point him over."

Murong Caiyun and the two were stunned, "Click?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "We can ask him to come over and drink with us, and then we can seize the opportunity to catch him!"

Now Murong Caiyun couldn't help it anymore, "Junior brother, do you... come here often?"

 Why do you look like a regular customer...

Mo Hua said with a straight face, "I am a serious monk! I will never come to a place like this! Unless I have to..."

Murong Caiyun glanced at Mo Hua suspiciously.

 “It’s about getting the job done!”

Mo Hua added.

Ouyang Feng smiled bitterly and said, "It's important to catch the traitor."

“Senior Brother Feng is right!” Mo Hua nodded, waved, called the waiter, pointed to the stage, and nodded to the monk who was dressed as a woman:

 “I want ‘her’ to come and drink with me!”

The waiter was startled and looked at the ink painting with admiration. Then he went up and called the "woman" down.

The "woman" knew that she was being "named" and looked a little stunned.

The waiter pointed at the three people in Mo Hua. The "woman's" eyes narrowed slightly, then she lowered her head and walked towards this side meekly, but her steps became slower and slower.

Mo Hua said: "He is going to run away..."

Ouyang Feng immediately dodged, rushed forward, stretched out his big hand, and wanted to catch the "woman".

 But the "woman" had already expected it. She quickly retreated with a sharp movement and a faint golden light.

Ouyang Feng missed him and continued to move forward, but was stopped by a strange man.

 The man looked frivolous and said with a smile:

“Fellow Taoist, I see that you are also a talented person, why are you so ignorant of compassion...”

Ouyang Feng was impatient and kicked him away without waiting for him to finish, and then continued to chase the "woman".

The "woman" was running in front. She was no longer pretentious. Judging by her movements, she was indeed a man, and her body skills were indeed excellent.

Murong Caiyun used five-color spiritual light to delay the "woman's" actions.

Mo Hua raised his hand halfway, then stopped. With a slight thought, he changed the water prison technique to the fireball technique.

Moreover, without regard to accuracy, he fired fireballs one after another at the "woman".

 This fireball spell is very casual.

Most of the fireballs were dodged by the "woman" and then hit the restaurant. The fireballs overflowed and exploded, making a mess.

This kind of fireworks that sells dog meat at the expense of sheep cannot be left in this place...

Mo Hua made up his mind and did not hold back. He quickly destroyed a large area of ​​the good restaurant with his fireball technique.

The pink curtain burned, the table collapsed, and screams of men and women came from behind the restaurant.

 The owner of the restaurant turned even pale.

He is engaged in a shady business. He runs a brothel near the border of Qianxue Prefecture. Once exposed to the light, he will be in bad luck.

 But he didn’t dare to take action.

Because Ouyang Feng and Murong Caiyun seemed to have profound cultivation and extraordinary backgrounds at first glance, he might not be able to offend them.

 The "restaurant" was noisy and chaotic.

The "woman" also took the opportunity to escape and ran north along the street.

Ouyang Feng chased after him.

 “Chase!” Murong Caiyun said decisively.

"good!"

Mo Hua nodded and "escaped" a small order.

The commotion outside also attracted many cultivators, including those from the Xie family and the Tao Tingsi.

When the monks from Daotingsi saw a bunch of disheveled men and women in a restaurant, they knew without even thinking about what kind of wine this "restaurant" sold.

In broad daylight, they have to investigate even if they don’t.

The Xie family also knew that the "woman" who was on the run was the traitor from the Broken Golden Gate, and she was also the person the Xie family was chasing.

So both sides began to chase the traitor who was disguised as a woman.

But this traitor, transformed into golden light, is fast and fierce, making it extremely difficult to catch up.

 After chasing for a few streets, he suddenly disappeared.

 The Xie family monk was furious and cursed angrily.

Ouyang Feng and Murong Caiyun also frowned, but Mo Hua's eyes were bright.

 He saw everything with his eyes.

The traitor turned to the corner of the street and hid in a dark alley. In just a few breaths, he changed his clothes and another face, pretending to be an ordinary, unremarkable friar.

 “Is this…disguise?”

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, and he became interested. He pointed his finger and secretly said to Ouyang Feng:

 “Senior Brother Feng, that person!”

Ouyang Feng was startled. He wanted to ask how Mo Hua knew it, but time was tight and he didn't have time to ask in detail. He also subconsciously chose to believe Mo Hua's judgment.

Ouyang Feng pretended to be casual and quietly approached the male cultivator.

 But the male cultivator had a very keen sense of smell. As soon as he saw Ouyang Feng coming within ten feet of him, he immediately ran away.

Looking at the golden light on his body, he is indeed the traitor!

Ouyang Feng drew his sword and continued to chase.

In this way, the traitor activated his body movements and tried his best to escape. At the same time, he looked for opportunities and disguised himself in disguise, hoping to escape from the hands of Mo Hua and the others.

Mo Hua was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he looked around and manipulated secretly. Unknowingly, he forced the traitor to the east of Bishan City, into an uninhabited mountain forest.

He cannot be caught in the city, otherwise he will fall into the hands of the Xie family and he will not be able to find out the news.

 Everything is as expected in the ink painting.

 There was no one else around.

The traitor was also blocked by the three of them.

The traitor was now dressed as a big man, panting and looking at the three people, saying in disbelief:

“How on earth did you guys recognize me?”

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Guess."

The big man's face twitched, his eyes filled with anger, and then he sneered:

"Even if you can recognize me, so what? In front of my golden body technique that I have worked hard for ten years to practice, everything is in vain. Want to catch me? Wishful thinking!"

The big man looked disdainful and made a sound, pushing his body skills to the extreme. The golden light seeped into his legs, and wind blew under his feet. In the blink of an eye, he wanted to escape again.

 With a tap of Mo Hua’s finger, the Water Prison Technique came to him instantly.

The big man with an arrogant face was instantly locked up by the Water Prison Technique and thrown to the ground.

Mo Hua shook his head, "I said you were fat, and you were out of breath..."

This is a small skill, but I still want to show off in front of myself...

Ouyang Feng stepped forward. The big man still wanted to struggle, but Ouyang Feng slashed him on the shoulder with his sword and kicked him to the ground.

He is only good at physical skills and spiritual cultivation, so he is no match for Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng took the big man's storage bag and tied him up with Daotingsi's second-grade spiritual lock.

Murong Caiyun glanced at the ink painting, his eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but ask:

“Junior Brother Mo, what did you want to ask him by tricking him here?”

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "There's no one here, so I can ask something."

Murong Caiyun thought for a moment, nodded and said:

 “Okay, then you can ask.”

 Once the person is caught, the mission is over.

 Before this, it didn’t matter if Mo Hua asked something.

Mo Hua then said to the "big man":

 “I’m going to ask you a few questions, and you tell me honestly!”

The big man ate dirt in his mouth, said "bah bah" a few times, and sneered:

 “Little devil, you are dreaming!”

Ouyang Feng shook his head, "This man's mouth is quite tough, I'm afraid he won't be able to pry it open."

Mo Hua asked: "Can I use torture?"

Ouyang Feng paused for a moment and said, "Forcing..." He turned his head and looked at Murong Caiyun with a complicated expression, as if to say, "Do all of you junior fellow apprentices from the Taixu Sect do things like this..."

 If they disagree with each other, they want to be punished.

Murong Caiyun said helplessly: "Don't go too far...at least..."

Murong Caiyun thought for a long time and said helplessly: "Don't be too obvious..."

 When the time comes, it will not be easy to explain to Daotingsi or the Xie family that they have used lynching and asked for things.

“Don’t worry!” Mo Hua said with a smile, “I’m ready!”

"Ready?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Yeah!"

 Considering that he would face this situation, he had already prepared.

Mo Hua took out an iron plate from his storage bag, which was covered with densely packed formations that made it hurt just to look at them.

Ouyang Feng and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Mo Hua placed the iron plate on the ground and said to the big man:

 “Kneel down!”

 (End of this chapter)