The deep mountains have become a real forbidden area.

No matter day and night, you can see the blood and energy soaring into the sky, as well as the blood-colored pig demon entrenched on the mountain.

The pig demon is refining the medicinal power of the life-turning and life-changing pill.

It is more like assimilation than refining.

This pill was originally refined in its body and was forcibly stripped away. Now it is just a "return to the original owner".

The pig demon refining blood and energy slowly seems to take a long time, but no matter how long it takes, it will be a day after it is refined.

Time flows slowly, and the stronger the blood and energy of the pig demon, the more terrifying the aura.

In the entire Tongxian City, all the monks' faces were covered with clouds.

Elder Yu and others' expressions became more and more serious.

The storm is coming, and a great disaster is coming.

But Mo Hua was extremely confused.

What is a big monster? Why does that pig turn into a big monster? And why does a big monster mean a great disaster?

He had never touched these secrets of practicing Taoism before.

Mo Hua asked Elder Yu.

Elder Yu sighed, "The so-called big monster is the saying of a demon hunter, which refers to a monster that is extremely powerful and cannot be defeated by human power. It can destroy a city and a world."

"What kind of monster can be considered a big monster? Can it be above the second grade?" Mo Hua asked.

Elder Yu shook his head, "The big monster is not calculated simply by grade."

Mo Hua thought about it, "Is it calculated based on the grade of the state?"

Elder Yu nodded and explained to Mo Hua:

"The second-grade state realm, that big monster is the second-grade state realm, the third-grade state realm, the big monster is the third-grade... and so on, a powerful monster close to the upper limit of a certain realm is called the 'big monster'."

"But why can that pig become a big monster?" Mo Hua said in confusion.

Why did the pig suddenly become a monster after eating the Qian family?

"I don't know this either." Elder Yu said bitterly: "The big monster has always been just a legend. No one can tell how it came about... The last time there was a big monster in Tongxian City was recorded, two or three thousand years ago."

"Did the monster be killed that time?"

"No." Elder Yu shook his head, "The big demon was not killed."

Mo Hua was stunned, "Then how did it die?"

"Starting to death."

"Starting to death?" Mo Hua was shocked.

This is a way of death that Mo Hua never expected.

Elder Yu's eyes contained deep fear:

"It ate the entire monks of Tongxian City and the entire monsters of Dahei Mountain, and ate everything they could eat. In the last hundred years, it was only after exhausting its blood and starving to death..."

Mo Hua took a breath, "Eat... the monks in Tongxian City?!"

Elder Yu nodded: "Not bad."

"Can't you kill it?"

"If you can kill it, all the monks in one city will not be eaten..." Elder Yu smiled bitterly.

"Why can't you kill it?"

Ink painting is very puzzled.

It's just a second-grade monster. No matter how strong it is, there is always a way to kill it.

Even if the foundation is not built enough, there is still energy refining, there are not enough demon hunters, and there are also Taoist soldiers. Even if so many cultivators work together, they can still consume the big monster to death...

Elder Yu pointed to the horizon and said, "Did you see that bloody energy?"

Mo Hua looked up and saw the blood of the pig demon soaring into the sky above the deep mountains.

"Is it because... the blood is too deep?" Mo Hua said after thinking for a moment.

Elder Yu nodded, "The attack of the big monster is only slightly stronger than that of the monster beasts of the same level, but the most difficult thing is its blood and energy..."

"The blood of the great monster is extremely deep, almost dozens of times that of the same monster."

Mo Hua felt numb when she heard her scalp, "Is the blood so deep?"

"This is not the most terrifying thing," Elder Yu continued:

"The most terrifying thing is that it will restore its blood by eating people. It is even more impossible to rely on the number of people to kill the monster."

"The great demon has a deep blood and a strong attack on the great demon will inevitably be a long-term battle, and no one will suffer casualties."

"But once someone is injured or killed, he will replenish his blood and energy for the great demon. As one goes up and down, all the monks will fall into the mouth of the great demon and be eaten alive by it!"

"Unless one person does not die, the monks and monks are just the "blood-enhancing pill" of the monster."

"But the big monster is so terrifying. How could it be that if one person is not dead when he attacked the 'big monster'?"

A chill broke out in Mo Hua's heart and frowned and asked:

"What should I do now?"

Elder Yu shook his head and said solemnly:

"The only hope is that we have all misread it. The pig is not a big monster. In this way, the Dao Ting official can ask more foundation-building monks to come and attack."

"What if it's a big monster?"

"If Daoting is sure, that pig is a big monster," Elder Yu sighed, "We can only... find a way to move the city."

"Mo Hua was stunned."

"Move the city." Elder Yu nodded and said:

"All the monks in Tongxian City will move to other places to make a living. Otherwise, once the great demon has refined his blood and energy, starts to find food, eat monsters, and then eats people, sooner or later, they will eat all the monks in Tongxian City, just like two or three thousand years ago..."

Elder Yu's expression was extremely bitter, "This is a great disaster in heaven and earth, or even an undesirable disaster, and we have no choice..."

The ink painting is a little lost.

He didn't expect that things would be so serious.

He had thought before that the "big monster" was just a stronger monster. As long as he worked together, he would always have a way to kill it. But he didn't expect that the big monster would really mean a "big catastrophe" and would force a city of monks to move to the city.

But Mo Hua knew in her heart that it was more like an escape than a "moving the city".

"Where will they move to?" Mo Hua asked, "There should be no place for monks to live nearby."

Moreover, even if you want to move, it is impossible to move the fairy city alone, and all the small fairy cities nearby will be moved.

In this way, there will be more monks who will move to the city and fewer places to live.

"It usually migrates southward and approaches the wild border, where most of the uncultivated wastelands are uncultivated, with monsters and barbarians."

Elder Yu sighed, "It's just that, life will be very difficult..."

A long journey, sleeping in the open all the way, there are unpredictable dangers on the road, and the end is self-evident.

Mo Hua was also feeling a little depressed.

I hope that pig demon is not a real big demon...

But Mo Hua knew vaguely in her heart that this was unlikely.

Because he had seen the pig demon with his own eyes and had disintegrated the pig demon with a formation, he knew that the pig demon's flesh-and-blood regeneration power was mysterious and unusual, close to Tao, and was definitely not comparable to ordinary monsters.

Three days later, the Daotingsi sent a document, which read:

"In the 2024th year of the Taoist calendar, the second-grade Heishan Prefecture was in chaos.

It was recognized by the Imperial Heavenly Prison that this is a great monster, with its ancient name Feng Feng.

The local Daoting Department should make decisions as appropriate to ensure peace and tranquility in the place.

If you are unable to respond to the disaster, you can consider moving the city.”

The content of this document was learned from Zhang Lan.

When the Daoting sent a document, Zhang Lan received the news and knew that he had no choice but to feel a little depressed, so he ran to the restaurant to drink and told Mo Hua about this matter.

"Is there no other way for Daoting?" Mo Hua asked Zhang Lan.

"If Daoting had a way, the great demon would not be considered one of the 'great disasters'."

Mo Hua still didn't understand, "Can the Daoting send Jindan monks to kill the pig?"

"It's Feng Xi." Zhang Lan corrected, "As long as you become a big monster, you will have names that will be recorded in the history of Taoism. In the history of Taoism, pig monsters are generally called "Feng Xi."

Zhang Lan took a sip of wine and sighed, "The golden elixir cannot come."

"Are they afraid of death?"
To be continued...