Chapter 234 Rescue

There are more and more monks from outside Tongxian City.

Two months later, Mo Hua sat on the rocks in the inner mountain, looking at the Si Nan compass in his hand, and frowned.

Before, when the light on the compass lit up, Mo Hua rushed over. Most of them were demon hunters hunting demon beasts, and there were also demon beasts fighting for territory. There were few monks fighting.

Occasionally, there were some unfamiliar demon hunters, who were dressed differently, learned Taoism and used spiritual tools that were different from those in Tongxian City. They should be from other places, but there were not many of them and they were rarely seen.

But now it is different.

Mo Hua often sees unfamiliar faces in the inner mountain of Dahei Mountain.

When the Si Nan compass lit up, there were many more foreign monks fighting.

The fighting between monks also suddenly increased.

Some were fighting for demon beasts, some started fighting after a quarrel, and some monks were obviously deliberately causing trouble.

What's worse, it was naked killing and looting!

Mo Hua had seen a truck. The goods on the truck were gone, but the surroundings were covered in blood and the remains of monks were scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the traces nearby, it was obvious that a group of merchants were intercepted and killed by monks. The goods were robbed and the people were killed.

After that, the monsters smelled the blood and came over and ate the bodies.

The eyes were in a mess and the death was miserable.

Mo Hua felt uncomfortable and couldn't bear it, but couldn't help sighing.

The days in the inner mountain would probably not be peaceful in the future.

Fortunately, the demon hunters in Tongxian City gradually grew stronger and more manpower, most of them were wearing iron armor and holding first-grade swords. Among the nearby immortal cities, their strength was second to none.

These foreign monks dared not easily provoke the local demon hunters.

But it's hard to say in the future.

But let Elder Yu worry about these. He should save some spiritual ink, practice formations, enhance his spiritual consciousness, and see if he can build a foundation.

Mo Hua collected his thoughts, ate some dried meat, and drank some juice made from wild fruits.

He had chilled the juice with the cold air array, and it tasted sour, sweet, and icy in his mouth.

Mo Hua felt much better.

After a while, the Sinan compass lit up again, and Mo Hua packed up his things, performed the Water Passing Step, and hurried over from the rocks in the forest with light footsteps.

From a long distance away, Mo Hua released his spiritual sense and simply scanned it, feeling a little disappointed.

It was another fight between monks.

Mo Hua sighed.

Mo Hua would not care about a fight between ordinary monks.

He was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he only knew one spell, Fireball, for attack. He was very proficient in the Water Passing Step, so he had no problem protecting himself, but he didn't want to cause trouble.

Besides, most of the time, disputes between monks were just passing by and taking a look, and it was hard to tell right from wrong.

The weak are not necessarily good people, and the strong are not necessarily bad people.

Those who look fierce are not necessarily evil people, and those who look kind are not necessarily good people.

You can't judge a person by his appearance.

Mo Hua decided to take a sneak peek as usual. Anyway, he had nothing to do now and was idle.

With his divine sense, the Qi Refining cultivators could not find him at all.

Mo Hua climbed up a rock, restrained his breath, and secretly looked over under the cover of grass and trees.

On the rugged and narrow mountain road, two groups of cultivators were fighting.

The cultivation of the cultivators on both sides was mostly in the late stage of Qi Refining.

One side had only four people, three men and one woman, who were at a disadvantage and were struggling to hold on with several boxes of luggage.

The other side had seven people, dressed differently and looked unfamiliar, besieging four cultivators, three men and one woman.

And the offensive was getting more and more fierce, and the four cultivators probably couldn't hold on for long.

Robbery?

Mo Hua frowned and continued to read, then he found something wrong.

He seemed to recognize those four monks.

There was a middle-aged monk with a few light scars on his face. He had a good relationship with his father Mo Shan and had visited Mo Hua’s home before.

Mo Hua remembered that his name was Ji Qingbai and Mo Hua called him Uncle Ji.

The young and gentle monk next to him was Ji Qingbai’s son, Ji Li.

Both of them, father and son, were also demon hunters, but they were not monks from Tongxian City, but from Qingxuan City next door.

Qingxuan City was far away from Tongxian City and passed through the inner mountains of Dahei Mountain, so under normal circumstances, the monks from the two cities did not visit each other much.

There was also a big monk, with a burly figure, a wolf skin wrapped around his waist, and a murderous mace with sharp barbs all over it.

Mo Hua remembered that when he and Qian Xing clashed, it was this big man who came forward and stopped the cultivator of the ninth level of the Qian family.

In Mo Hua's impression, this big man had a profound cultivation and was also very good at cursing.

Now he was fighting one against three, and he was not at a disadvantage. The earth-gray spiritual power was wrapped around the mace, and when he swung it, it was very powerful.

At the same time, he was still cursing, saying things like "a bunch of scum", "a coward who attacked by surprise", "a waste who has the ability to fight alone, but bullies others by taking advantage of his power".

Among the four people, the only one Mo Hua didn't recognize was the female cultivator.

She looked about the same age as Ji Li, was injured, had the lowest cultivation level, and had the most difficulty holding on. Fortunately, Ji Li was by her side to take care of her.

But her entire sleeve was soaked in blood. If she continued like this, she would not be able to hold on.

Based on Mo Hua's experience of watching the battle in the inner mountain for so long.

The big man with the mace would definitely be able to escape, and Uncle Ji would probably be able to escape as well, but it would depend on whether these cultivators would chase him. If he was chased, he would probably be in danger.

Ji Li could not escape. Although he had the eighth level of Qi Refining, he had little experience in fighting enemies. At this time, he was entangled by so many cultivators and was in a dilemma. There was no escape.

As for the female cultivator, it was estimated that she would definitely die.

Maybe death was the best result...

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

What should he do?

There were seven people on the opposite side, which was a bit too many. Even if Mo Hua joined the battle, he might not be able to save them all.

Mo Hua could run away if he couldn't win.

But Ji Li and the female cultivator should not be able to escape.

Ji Li could not escape, and Ji Qingbai would definitely not want to leave for his son.

The big man looked like a man of blood and loyalty, and he would probably fight to the death.

"It would be best if we could save the people. It's better to be alive than anything else."

Mo Hua was determined and took out a bamboo tube. The bamboo tube was red and had a fireworks array painted inside.

This bamboo tube was simple to make, and the fireworks array inside was specially drawn by Mo Hua. Basically, all the demon hunters who entered the mountain had it.

Once an accident occurred, the array was triggered and the fireworks were released. The demon hunters nearby would come to support after hearing the news.

Mo Hua used his spiritual power to activate the fireworks array, and a beam of fire shot up into the sky.

The two sides fighting on the mountain road were stunned when they saw the fireworks.

Mo Hua performed the Water Step again, quickly ran away, activated another firework, and then ran to the left hilltop and set off another firework at a different location.

In this way, three positions, from near to far, set off fireworks in turn, creating an illusion that three waves of demon hunters came to support after hearing the news.

"It's the demon hunters from Tongxian City!" An outsider monk was surprised.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"They have more people and armor, we are no match for them."

The leading monk frowned and hesitated for a moment.

It was almost there...

They had been fighting for a long time, and it seemed that they could kill these monks, rob the goods, and then take the female monk back.

If they evacuated at this time, their efforts would fail!

Seeing that they were not leaving, Mo Hua raised his right hand and released another fireball.

This fireball technique was fast and accurate, and suddenly hit a foreign monk. The monk staggered and fell to the ground, screaming in pain due to the burning of the fireball technique.

The magic of the seventh level of Qi Refining may not be a big deal to monsters, but when it hits a cultivator, its power cannot be underestimated.

"Magic?!" The leading cultivator was shocked.