Chapter 282 Chain

The next day, when Scarface was about to collect the tonic, he found that the 'furnace' he used to collect the tonic was dead.

Scarface found it unbelievable.

It was fine before, but why suddenly I couldn't think about it and went to seek death on my own?

Scarface was angry and violent.

He was reaching a critical moment in his cultivation and needed to take supplements every day, otherwise the evil power would definitely backfire.

It's okay in the short term, but at most the evil fire rises and the mood becomes irritable.

But if the time goes on, the backlash becomes more severe, ranging from spiritual disorder to complete loss of consciousness.

He needs to find another woman to make the furnace!

But in this desolate Black Mountain, where can I find women to collect supplements?

A few days ago, the headmaster also sent word to the brothers in Heishanzhai to keep a low profile in the near future and avoid committing crimes outside so as not to draw attention to themselves.

There was already a shortage of furnace cauldrons, and now there is even more help.

Scarface had no choice but to find a way to subdue the evil fire and suppress his desires to avoid losing his mind.

There is a waterfall on the right side of Black Mountain Village.

The water on the waterfall flows down from the mountain, like white water flowing down, falling on the mountain village, and then flowing towards the abyss below.

The water of the waterfall was freezing to the bone.

Seeing that there was no one around, Scarface took off his Taoist robe, put it aside along with his storage bag, and meditated alone under the waterfall, using the coldness of the waterfall to suppress the evil fire.

It’s just that these methods only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

The unbearable heat in his heart still made him burning with desire.

His temperament became more and more irritable and violent, so he did not notice that the clothes and storage bag he had put aside were being secretly picked up by the hidden ink painting.

Mo Hua put away his storage bag and threw Scarface's robe on the cliff at the edge of the waterfall.

There is an abyss under the cliff, and you will definitely die if you fall.

Then Mo Hua stood aside, waiting patiently.

About half an hour later, Scarface opened his eyes under the waterfall. The evil fire in his heart subsided a little, so he stood up and left. When he looked closely, he found that his robe and storage bag were gone.

Scarface frowned, looked around, and saw his robe on the edge of the waterfall.

"Wasted away by the water?"

Scarface thought anxiously.

He came to the waterfall and picked up the Taoist robe.

At the same time, Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed his Qi and fired three fireballs in succession.

These three fireball techniques are fast and accurate.

The first fireball hit Scarface in the face to catch him off guard; the second hit him in the chest to knock him off balance; the third hit Scarface's knees to make him slide off the cliff. die.

Three fireballs exploded one after another, and Scarface was caught off guard.

As expected in the ink painting, Scarface was frightened at first, then retreated continuously, and finally the sole of his foot slipped and fell towards the waterfall.

Just when Mo Hua thought he would definitely die.

Suddenly there was a pair of hands on the cliff.

At the critical moment, Scarface grasped the stone on the edge of the cliff with both hands, and dug his fingertips into the rock. Although it slipped, he did not fall.

Scarface is a physical practitioner and has a strong physical body. He can jump up from the waterfall with just a push of his hands.

Then his eyes turned red and he became furious.

"Who dares to plot against me?"

"Get out of here!"

Scarface yelled angrily, and Mo Hua naturally wouldn't show up.

He just felt a pity that he didn't trick this scarred face to death.

But this is only the first step. If this plan fails, there will be a next step.

Mo Hua took Scarface's storage bag and left quietly.

Scarface was still yelling and cursing.

He released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the waterfalls, rocks, and woods, but found no trace of anyone.

"What's going on? Where are the people?"

Scarface looked confused and became angrier as he thought about it.

"Who is plotting against me?"

Suddenly something moved in his heart.

Fireball?

Among the people he knew, there was only one person who was good at using fireball.

The white-faced man who stayed vigil with him.

"That bastard, he wants to kill me?!"

Why?

Scarface was furious, his mind changed rapidly, and after a moment he had the answer:

Take supplementary exercises!

The fair-faced man came to him several times to ask for supplementary exercises, but he didn't give them.

In the wilderness of Daheishan, it is not that easy to grab a female cultivator to serve as a cauldron.

He was not the only one in the Black Mountain Village who was repairing and collecting tonics. There were many monks and few people, so naturally there were fewer people trying to grab the stove.

It was absolutely impossible for him to hand over the picking skills to the white-faced man.

This time, the white-faced man died of the 'Spirit Slave' and wanted to switch to repairing and harvesting, so he turned his attention to him.

Use the fireball technique to plot against him, causing him to slip and fall off the cliff, and then take the opportunity to seize his storage bag.

And in his storage bag, there is a nourishing technique!

Scarface suddenly understood, and everything made sense.

"That bastard wants to kill me!"

He was already filled with evil fire, but now he was so angry that he didn't notice it. His fireball technique was faster and more accurate than that of the white-faced man, but it was much less powerful.

The angry Scarface couldn't help but cursed:

"My evil thoughts are on my head. I'm so fucking impatient!"

Scarface suppressed his anger and walked towards the village with a gloomy face.

Mo Hua walked in front of him, first threw his storage bag at the door of the white-faced man, and then knocked on the door.

The white-faced man is meditating in the room.

Without the spirit slave, his cultivation was extremely slow. He heard the voice and said displeasedly: "Who?"

Mo Hua knocked on the door again, but didn't speak.

The white-faced man frowned, stood up and opened the door, and found a storage bag at the door.

"Whose storage bag? What does it mean to leave it here?"

The monk's storage bag is an important thing, and it is always kept close to the person. It is impossible to throw it away.

Is there a trick?

The white-faced man looked around with a vigilant expression, but found no one.

He looked down at the storage bag again and found that the bag was opened, revealing the spirit stones inside, and a book with the words "Cai Bu" written on the cover.

The white-faced man was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

He was worried that his spirit slave would die, and it would be troublesome to raise him again. He wanted to find the Cai Bu Gongfa but couldn't find it, but he didn't expect to find it without any effort.

If you don't take what God gives, you will suffer the consequences.

The white-faced man picked up the storage bag with peace of mind, took out the Cai Bu Gongfa inside, and was about to take a look at it, but when he looked up, he saw Scarface walking over with a gloomy face, staring at the storage bag in his hand.

The white-faced man was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and asked:

"Is this storage bag yours?"

The scarred man nodded, but cursed in his heart:

"Are you still pretending to be stupid with me? You coward who dares to do but not take responsibility!"

The scarred man suppressed his anger and asked: "How did it get into your hands?"

The white-faced man said truthfully: "It fell at my door, and I picked it up."

The scarred man's eyelids twitched.

You can't even find a better lie, do you think I'm a fool?

"Give it to me." The scarred man stretched out his hand.

The white-faced man smiled and said: "I can give it to you, but I want to see this method of replenishing energy."

The scarred man nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, the scarred man went forward to take the storage bag. The white-faced man did not doubt him, put the method of replenishing energy into his arms, and handed the storage bag to him.

The moment the scarred man took the storage bag, he suddenly jumped up, moving his claws like the wind, and his moves were fierce.

The fingertips were like fine iron, wrapped with dark green spiritual power, and directly pierced the heart of the white-faced man, and then ripped down fiercely, tearing the flesh and blood, and blood splashed out.

The white-faced man looked unbelievable.

He just wanted to fight back, but as soon as he raised his hand, the scarred man grabbed his throat before the spell was condensed.

The white-faced man said hoarsely: "Why... kill me?"

The scarred man became even angrier after hearing this, "You are about to die, and you are still pretending?"

After saying that, he grabbed hard, and his fingers pierced the white-faced man's neck, killing him directly.