Chapter 112 The Art of Killing

After leaving Jianzhen Thatched Cottage, Mo Chuan headed all the way to a nearby county town, intending to arrest a death row prisoner and try out the skill of boiling stone.

After entering the county town, he randomly caught a local wild ghost and inquired about it.

By chance, a prisoner on death row will be beheaded in the city tomorrow.

He simply endured his temper and waited until noon the next day, when the condemned prisoner was beheaded, and used the method of separation to deceive the executioner and snatch him away without any involvement of cause and effect.

Inside the sacrificial furnace.

Mo Chuan put the death row prisoner's head back on his head, and in his disbelieving eyes, he kept telling nonsense: He saved me today because his ancestors were kind to him, so he came here to repay his kindness.

After saying that, he performed some Taoist magic and demonstrated it, which made the death row prisoner surprised and happy.

Mo Chuan also said that prisoners on death row had deficient moral character and needed to do good deeds to accumulate virtue, so he taught him the art of alchemy - boiling stones.

I hope that after he completes his studies, he will be a benevolent doctor, hang a pot to help the world, and do good deeds to accumulate blessings.

The prisoner on death row was naturally very grateful when he heard this and thanked him repeatedly.

Later Mo Chuan taught him his Taoism.

Good guy, this transmission almost made Mo Chuan angry to death.

It turns out that this death row prisoner is illiterate!

It’s okay to be illiterate, anyway, Mo Chuan taught him through words and heart.

The problem is that this death row prisoner's understanding ability is really poor. Mo Chuan has translated the Taoism into vernacular, but he still can't understand it and looks confused.

Mo Chuan once thought that there was something wrong with the method of boiling stones.

Fortunately, this death row prisoner was also diligent. When Mo Chuan almost gave up, he continued to practice stumblingly.

After practicing like this for more than five days, the death row prisoner finally learned the art of boiling stones.

"Thanks to the immortal for teaching me, my disciple has finally mastered the Taoism of the Immortal Family."

On the day when he mastered the art of boiling stones, the prisoner on death row knelt in front of Mo Chuan, extremely excited.

"Yeah, that's right. Remember, don't do evil again in your next life."

"Um?"

The death row prisoner raised his head in shock, his consciousness suddenly darkened, and he died completely.

Mo Chuan was kind-hearted and could not bear to expose his body to the wilderness, so he simply went out to the Taoist ritual furnace and buried him under a mass grave.

After finishing the finishing work, Mo Chuan officially practiced the art of boiling stones.

This time, it only took him a quarter of an hour to quickly master the method of boiling stones, which was extremely fast.

In fact, the past few days of teaching the prisoners on death row had already made him familiar with the art of boiling stones. Now that he is practicing it, it is like a divine help, and he can master it with just a few clicks.

After it was completed, Mo Chuan left the furnace and went to a barren mountain to cook the earth at will.

With his current cultivation level of almost Jiazi, the area covered is as big as a courtyard. When cooking, one can clearly feel the various elements contained in the earth.

For example: five metals and eight stones, the Qi of earth veins, the Yin Qi of earth evil spirits, the Qi of vegetation...etc.

Among them, hardware and eight stones generally refer to various types of metals.

Mo Chuan cooked the land of Baibu, but extracted a few unknown metal beans.

"If you encounter gold, silver and jade mines, this technique can be called a secret mining technique." Mo Chuan commented.

Later, he tried to refine the Qi of the earth veins and the Yin Qi of the earth evil spirits, but the extraction was very limited. Strictly speaking, the income could not cover the consumption of Yuan Qi.

"This is equivalent to replacing other elements with Yuan Qi. If it is used to make alchemy and refining weapons, it is naturally cost-effective. If it is used for practice, it is equivalent to abandoning the basics and chasing the last. No wonder boiling stones is also known as the art of alchemy. Gu Cheng will not deceive me!"

Mo Chuan shook his head, and when he tried to refine the energy of grass and trees, his expression suddenly became happy.

It turned out that as he cooked, all the vegetation within a hundred steps withered, and then a large amount of vegetation energy surged in. The amount was beyond his expectation.

Although he does not cultivate the Qi of grass and trees, he has seen monk Dengcao nourishing herbs with the Qi of grass and trees.

Naturally, we know the value of the energy of these plants and trees!

"The energy of these plants and trees can be used to add one year's worth of medicine to ordinary medicinal materials. If you repeat it a hundred times, you can get medicinal materials that are hundreds of years old. This will definitely make a lot of money."

"In a way, this is a mass converter, exchanging weeds for herbs."

"Speaking of it, there is no essential difference between weeds and herbs. Herbs can become herbs simply because they are beneficial to humans."

Mo Chuan looked around, suddenly thought of something, and was stunned:

"Within these hundred steps, there are tens of thousands of weeds, which are at least half a year old, and there are several ten-year-old trees among them. Such a scale can only buy herbs for one year, and it will be like this if you cook people for longevity.

Wouldn’t it require tens of thousands of people? No wonder the Taoist Jianzhen wanted to massacre the entire town of Laixian.”

By analogy, Mo Chuan became more and more frightened, and his desire to practice became more and more urgent.

I secretly warned myself again:

If the warehouse is solid, you will know etiquette; if you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace.

Never put yourself in an extreme environment, otherwise...otherwise he will go astray, especially if he has the ability.

…

After some experiments, Mo Chuan basically had a more detailed understanding of the art of boiling stones.

In his opinion, this technique seems to be an auxiliary method, but in fact it is a killing technique. It is only used against people. If it is not used easily, it can easily become a demon.

After knowing what he knew, Mo Chuan immediately left Yangshen and went to Laixian Town. He found Huang Buyu, terminated the investigation of Laixian Town, and at the same time gave him a powerful ear.

When Huang Buyu saw Fei Niu Er, he was shocked and turned pale.

"Sir, no reward for no merit, this, this is too precious, I can't do it, I can't do it."

Huang Buyu waved his hands repeatedly and lowered his head forcibly, not to look at the arrogant person.

"This is your fate, don't refuse, just accept it!" Mo Chuan said.

"This...disciple, thank you sir for the gift."

Huang Buyu saw that Mo Chuan's posture was calm and not like a test, so he accepted it with confidence. When Fei Niuer got it, he felt the breathtaking aura lingering on it, and his heart was beating fast.

He is worthy of being an immortal from the Nine Netherworld. He must be a thousand-year-old demon looking like this!

"The Wolf King also has some credit for the matter of Laixian Town. You give this thing to the Wolf King on behalf of the poor Taoist, saying that it is the reward for investigating Laixian Town. After the matter is completed, leave here immediately. I am afraid that there will be high-ranking officials in this place."

People visit.”

Mo Chuan took out another gift and handed it to Huang Buyu.

This is a mountain specialty gifted to Mochuan by the God of Jinghuang Cave. It is a fitting reward for the Wolf King.

"Yes, sir!"

Huang Buyu took it and saw that Mo Chuan was about to leave, so he quickly said: "Sir, there are still trivial things that need my disciple to do for me. I am willing to do my best for you."

Mo Chuan stopped, thought for a while and said, "Well, there is something that you are suitable for."

Before Huang Buyu could show his joy, Mo Chuan added: "However, the matter has not been settled yet. Let's talk about it after it is settled!"

After saying that, without waiting for Huang Buyu's reply, Mo Chuan, who came out of the Yangshen, immediately dispersed into Qi and disappeared without a trace.

If you ask what is going on?

This is the matter of the steward of Wanchao Cave.

Mo Chuan follows the incense. Although he can use the method of fragmentation to separate part of the body tissue to occupy the cave, he can't rely on the manpower borrowed from Fengming Cave God to take care of such a large cave, right?

Even if Fengming Cave God is happy, Mo Chuan is not happy either!

However, counting the power he gathered, only Huang Buyu could support his appearance.

It's just right to be a housekeeper in Wanchao Cave, and it's just right for him to be trained under his command.

In the past, the reason why he refused to accept Huang Buyu was because his cultivation was not enough and he was afraid of leakage; moreover, he did not have the resources to cultivate himself.

Nowadays, there is the incense of Ten Thousand Dynasties of Cave Mansion, there is an endless supply of blood and flesh of Fei Niu, and there is even the technique of boiling stones to cultivate medicine. A Jiazi Monster can afford it!

…

After leaving Laixian Town, Mo Chuan headed straight for the barren mountains, intending to boil some weeds and collect some grass and grass energy to catalyze the Eagle Cracking Mountain Fruits kept in the sacrificial furnace.

One piece of that fruit can add two years of spiritual practice.

If it can be accelerated to grow, will you still have to worry about the cultivation qualifications in the future?

Let's say that Mo Chuan had just arrived at the foot of the mountain when he saw a funeral procession wearing sackcloth and mourning. They were playing and beating, scattering paper money along the way, and carrying the coffin as they walked towards the mountain.

Mo Chuan didn't take it seriously, and just as he was about to pass by, he happened to see the leading filial son from the corner of his eye, and his whole body was suddenly shocked.

Isn't that... He Tiaozi's second son?

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