Chapter 1306

After staying in the prison for a period of time, being fed a lot of medicine by the Hua family, Mo Hua's body is gradually improving.

The sequelae of the Jin Dan breakthrough failure are gradually being repaired.

His originally strong sea of consciousness is also constantly recovering by itself.

This was originally a good thing.

But Mo Hua's sense of unease in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he always has the feeling that he is a "pig" being gradually fattened and strengthened.

Therefore, he began to deliberately slow down the speed of his injury recovery.

Even the operation of the Yi Wood Returning Spring Array, he stopped it.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being fat.

Once a pig is fat, it will be killed for meat.

Therefore, in order not to be killed, one must learn to "lose weight."

Mo Hua was very cautious, suppressing the recovery in his body.

But no matter how much he suppressed it, the injuries would eventually have a day of recovery.

On this day, the True Person of the Hua family came again and asked routinely: "What is your name?"

"Forgot."

"What is your background?"

"Don't remember—"

"Why are you in the wilderness, why are you Divine Blessing?"

"No impression—"

Being perfunctory like this, and being perfunctory once a day, even this Hua-robed True Person was a bit angry. He said to Mo Hua: "Come out, you follow me to a place."

This seemingly ordinary sentence made Mo Hua's heart tighten.

He could foresee that this Hua family True Person definitely didn't have good intentions.

This person wants to harm him.

Mo Hua didn't want to go.

The Hua family True Person turned his head and looked at Mo Hua, his expression faded, and said: "Go."

Mo Hua said: "I am not very comfortable."

The Hua family True Person didn't speak, but his eyes became colder and colder, obviously not going to spoil Mo Hua at all.

Mo Hua slandered in his heart, but could only stand up honestly, as a "prisoner," with a golden needle sealed on his head, wearing handcuffs and shackles, following behind the Hua family True Person.

He didn't know what the name of this Hua True Person was, what title he had, or what status he had in the Hua family.

Ordinary cultivators, being able to cultivate to Feather Transformation, are truly one in a million.

Feather Transformation flying to the sky, crossing the air, in the eyes of ordinary bottom-level cultivators, is really like a "god."

Therefore, Feather Transformation is also respectfully called "True Person," and most Feather Transformations also have their own titles.

This title varies from person to person. Some will take an elegant name to show their taste;

Some are ranked according to the order of their master's inheritance;

Some will take their obsession with cultivating the Dao as their True Person title;

Of course, there are also those who simply use their surnames as their True Person titles.

In this case, either the temperament is low-key and does not like to be publicized, or they are proud of their surnames.

Or it is a True Person from a great family who does not take "Feather Transformation" as his lifelong pursuit, so he is too lazy to take another True Person title.

The Hua-robed True Person who captured him is only called "Hua True Person" by others.

Mo Hua faintly felt that this person should have his own title, but he did not announce it to the outside world.

Using the name "Hua True Person," on the one hand, because he is the Feather Transformation of the Hua family, representing the Hua family in the wilderness;

On the other hand, not leaking his real name is also estimated to be afraid of leaking secrets and being targeted by some enemies, designing to harm him in causality.

"I must find a way to dig out the real name of this Hua True Person in the future—" Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

However, at this time, his cultivation was too low, so he could only endure his temper and pretend that nothing happened.

Hua True Person took Mo Hua, left the prison, walked into a long dark alley, and entered a secret room sealed by heavy arrays.

Inside the secret room, there was blood everywhere, and white bones were piled up on the ground.

A group of cultivators wrapped in white cloth bandages, unable to see their faces, with only their eyes exposed, were holding sharp blades, constantly cutting various corpses, as if conducting "dissection" research.

Mo Hua ran away.

Hua True Person fixed him with a finger, and then plucked him back.

Mo Hua could not resist at all.

Entering the blood-colored secret room, the busy "bandage people" stopped their work one after another, turned their heads and bowed: "True Person."

Hua True Person nodded.

This group of bandage people continued to bury their heads, and in the rustling sound of flesh and blood cutting, they carried out dissection.

At this time, a "bandage person" who was obviously the highest in realm, the most senior, and also unable to see his face walked over.

Hua True Person said: "Dissect and take a look."

He didn't say what to dissect, and didn't say what "dissect" meant.

But Mo Hua's face turned white.

The bandage person nodded and led Hua True Person into a more secret secret room.

In the secret room, various instruments were richer.

"I have to check first." The bandage person said.

Hua True Person nodded.

The bandage person walked to Mo Hua, wrapped in bandages, cold as a dead person's hand, touched Mo Hua's limbs, joints, and some acupuncture points for a long time.

Mo Hua wanted to resist, but was fixed by the Feather Transformation and couldn't move at all.

Just when he was nervous, the bandage person shook his head, "No."

Hua True Person frowned, "His injuries are almost healed."

The bandage person said: "The injuries are generally healed, but the problem is that he is physically weak and his foundation is too empty."

"True Person, you—" The bandage person looked at Hua True Person, "want to dissect how many times?"

Hua True Person said: "Naturally, the more the better, dissect until it is clear—"

Mo Hua's hair stood on end.

The bandage person shook his head and said: "This is it, he is physically weak, a root bone with strong spirit and weak blood. If you perform 'live dissection', you can dissect two or three times, but if you dissect too many times, his body won't be able to hold up, and his life will be gone."

Hua True Person frowned.

Mo Hua breathed a long sigh of relief.

Physically weak!

He has lived for so long, and for the first time, he realized the benefits of being physically weak.

Because he is weak, he cannot be dissected many times!

Hua True Person said: "Then what should I do?"

The bandage person said: "Eat some more ten-complete big tonic pills, and come back when you are full."

Hua True Person hesitated for a moment and nodded, "All right."

After speaking, Hua True Person didn't talk nonsense and got up and left.

The bandage person bowed and saluted: "True Person, walk slowly."

Hua True Person carried Mo Hua, returned along the original road, threw him back into the prison, his gaze flickered, and asked: "Did you eat all the medicine I gave you?"

Mo Hua wanted to say he ate it all, but thought that this is the territory of the Hua family, he is a prisoner, how could he hide it from the Hua True Person.

Mo Hua said honestly: "No, I threw away a little—"

Hua True Person asked: "Why don't you eat it? Don't you know that your body is very important?"

Mo Hua said silently: "I am a bit—weak and cannot be supplemented."

Hua True Person had nothing to say.

He took out some more medicine and handed it to Mo Hua.

These medicines, each crystal clear, emitting fluorescence, are all top-grade medicines for replenishing qi and nourishing blood, and solidifying the foundation.

"Take one pill of each medicine morning and evening." Hua True Person said in a peaceful tone, "This is for your own good, remember to eat it."

Mo Hua took the medicine, only feeling that these "tonic medicines" were no different from "life-threatening pills."

But under the eaves, he had to bow his head, Mo Hua could only bite the bullet and say: "I will take the medicine on time."

Hua True Person said: "You take one pill of each first."

After speaking, he just looked at Mo Hua silently.

Being stared at by a Feather Transformation True Person like this, Mo Hua had no choice but to take one pill of each medicine in front of Hua True Person.

Hua True Person was satisfied, nodded, and told him to "remember to take the medicine," then left.

And Mo Hua, who ate the medicine in the prison, felt dry and hot all over, and a warm current in his dantian flowed through his whole body.

The injuries left by the Dan condensation were healing at an irreversible trend.

His blood energy became very full, and his cheeks were red.

This must be the best healing tonic medicine of the Hua family, the medicine power is really too good.

Placed outside, each pill is hard to find for a thousand gold.

But Mo Hua ate it in his mouth, but his heart was bitter.

Because he knew that once he was supplemented too powerfully, he would be taken to "slice."

When he was in the Taixu Sect, Elder Xun warned him that he must keep a low profile, otherwise once the secret was leaked and fell into the hands of someone with a heart, he would definitely be caught for "slicing" research.

Mo Hua didn't quite believe it at first.

But he didn't expect that Elder Xun didn't lie to him at all. One day, this fate really fell on his head.

Mo Hua frowned, feeling a bit anxious in his heart.

But after being anxious for a long time, he couldn't help but think of another question: "Hua family—dissection—bone carving?"

The Hua family stole many inheritances in the wilderness, among which the bone carving method was the core.

And the bone carving method seems to be related to flesh and blood "dissection."

Is the Hua family really doing "human dissection" research?

Mo Hua recalled the blood-colored secret room again.

In the secret room, a group of bandage people were using sharp blades to cut corpses.

These corpses, Mo Hua didn't see clearly when he went in, but thinking about it carefully at this time, he found that the composition of the corpses was very complex, and it seemed that there were both various monsters and "humanoid" corpses.

Monsters are the specialty of the Great Wilderness.

What about people?

Human corpses—are the specialty of "war"?

Mo Hua's pupils trembled.

Deep into the Great Wilderness, creating war, looting everywhere, using the bone carving technique of the Great Wilderness for dissection?

Using the monsters and cultivators who died in the Great Wilderness war as materials for dissection?

This kind of behavior is already—approaching the demonic path? Is this really something that a great family inherited from the Dao Prefecture can do?

But what can "dissection" be used for? Deeply digging into the secrets of cultivators, just like what they did to themselves?

Or—does the Hua family have a deeper plan?

Dissection—

At that moment, Mo Hua only felt that the water inside was like an abyss, so deep that it was a bit scary.

And he is now, it seems, also going to drown in this deep pool.

In order to steal the secret of his Divine Blessing, the Hua family will definitely dissect him from head to toe, from hair to toes, piece by piece.

Mo Hua has always kept his mouth shut and did not leak the secret of "Divine Blessing."

Whether he is really "Divine Blessing," the Hua family cannot draw a conclusion for the time being.

But this is no longer important, and the Hua family doesn't care at all.

They would rather believe the results of "dissection" than Mo Hua's mouth.

If Mo Hua is really "Divine Blessing," then his being sliced and dissected is a crime that deserves death and is deserved.

If he is not, he must be related to Divine Blessing.

After dissection, they will inevitably get clues about Divine Blessing, helping them catch the real Divine Blessing.

Even if, by any chance, Mo Hua is truly "innocent," it doesn't matter.

Better to kill the wrong one than to let one go.

A kid captured from the wilderness, who is insignificant, dies if he dies, like a wild grass, and will not be cared about by anyone.

"Not good—"

Mo Hua felt cold in his heart, really feeling that he was very dangerous this time.

If this continues, he is really going to be "dismembered" and "dissected."

But he seems to have no means of escape.

His cultivation is not worth mentioning.

The strongest spiritual thought was injured once because of the failure of Dan condensation, and now it still hurts faintly.

The Hua family also used golden needles of unknown origin to seal his sea of consciousness and suppress the divinity in his spiritual sense.

Mo Hua dare not force a breakthrough to this restriction for the time being.

Even if he broke through the restriction and could exert his full strength, he didn't have a single Straw Dog on him now, and he didn't dare to kill anyone at all.

The most important thing is Hua True Person, this is a Feather Transformation, and not an ordinary Feather Transformation, but a Feather Transformation of a great family in the Dao Prefecture.

Mo Hua even guessed that the Hua family's conspiracy in the wilderness is divided into two major categories.

One is to make war money, which is the responsibility of Elder Yu.

The other thing is to study cultivator dissection, which is managed by Hua True Person.

The status of Hua True Person is much higher than Elder Yu, not to mention his thoughts and means.

Coupled with the cultivation of the Feather Transformation stage, he can never play with Hua True Person.

Mo Hua's brows knit tighter and tighter.

But no matter how anxious he is, the situation has not changed in the slightest.

In the following days, he still ate the "tonic medicine" given by Hua True Person day after day, watching his blood energy being raised to be more and more "fat."

During this period, Hua True Person also let the bandage people come to pinch his limbs and joints every few days to see his blood energy and see if he could "use the knife."

Fortunately, his foundation of body refining is really weak, and his blood energy is really empty. It is not something that can be made up for in a while.

Being physically weak saved Mo Hua's life again.

But the situation is undoubtedly still deteriorating.

One day or two days, maybe it can't be made up, but in ten days or half a month, there will always be a day when it is made up fat.

Once it is really fat, it is the death date.

Just in this long suffering, some unexpected variables occurred.

On this day, Hua True Person came to the prison again.

He didn't ask routinely whether Mo Hua remembered his name or his background, but just said: "You follow me."

Mo Hua said slowly: "My medicine for today hasn't been taken yet, and my blood hasn't been replenished well, my body is a bit weak—"

Hua True Person looked at Mo Hua and said indifferently: "There is something else today."

"Something else?" Mo Hua was stunned.

Hua True Person nodded, but didn't say anything else.

Mo Hua followed behind him, turning left and right, and found that he was indeed not walking on the old road, not in the direction of the blood-colored secret room.

The two walked for a while and actually entered a meeting hall.

The hall was wide, quiet and rich, the screen was like landscape, smoke was curling, a style of a great family.

At this time, the hall was full of cultivators, all wearing brocade robes, noble temperament, and all were above the late Jin Dan stage.

These are all real-power children of great families.

When Mo Hua walked into the meeting hall wearing prison clothes and shackles, everyone's eyes gathered on him.

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