Chapter 282 Chain

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

Scarface found it unbelievable.

It was fine before, why did he suddenly lose his mind and seek death?

Scarface was angry and irritable.

He was at a critical moment in his cultivation and had to collect energy every day, otherwise his evil skills would backfire.

It was okay in the short term, at most the evil fire would surge and he would be irritable.

But if it lasted for a long time, the backlash would worsen, and at the least the spiritual power would be disordered, and at the worst the mind would be completely lost.

He needed to find another woman to be the furnace!

But this Black Mountain was desolate, where could he find a woman to collect energy?

Some time ago, the boss also sent a message, asking the brothers of the Black Mountain Village to keep a low profile recently and avoid committing crimes outside to avoid attracting attention.

Originally, there was a lack of furnaces, and now there was no other way.

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

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

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

The water of the waterfall is icy cold.

Seeing that there is no one around, Scarface takes off his Taoist robe, puts it aside with the storage bag, and meditates alone under the waterfall, using the coldness of the waterfall to suppress his evil fire.

However, this method only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

The unbearable heat in his heart still makes him burn with desire.

His temperament is getting more and more irritable and violent, so he didn't notice that the clothes and storage bag he put aside were being secretly picked up by the hidden Mo Hua.

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

There is an abyss under the cliff, and falling down will definitely kill him.

Then Mo Hua waited patiently on the side.

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

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

"Was it washed away by the water?"

Scarface thought irritably.

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

At the same time, Mo Hua's eyes were slightly focused, and he gathered his energy with his fingers, and sent out three fireballs in succession.

These three fireballs were fast and accurate.

The first fireball hit Scarface's face, in order to catch him by surprise; the second hit his chest, in order to make him lose balance; the third hit Scarface's knee, in order to make him slide off the cliff and die.

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

As Mo Hua expected, Scarface was first shocked, then retreated again and again, and finally slipped and fell into the waterfall.

Just when Mo Hua thought he was doomed.

Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared on the cliff.

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

Scarface was a physical cultivator with a strong body. With a force of both hands, he jumped up from under the waterfall.

Then his eyes were red and he was furious.

"Who dares to plot against me?"

"Get out of here!"

Scarface yelled and cursed fiercely, and Mo Hua naturally did not show up.

He just felt sorry that he did not kill Scarface.

But this was only the first step. If this plan failed, there would be the next step.

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

Scarface was still yelling and cursing.

He released his spiritual sense and scanned the waterfall, rocks, and woods, but did not find any human figures.

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

Scarface looked puzzled, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

"Who is plotting against me?"

Suddenly, he had an idea.

Fireball technique?

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

The white-faced man who was on night watch with him.

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

Why?

Scarface was furious, and his mind raced. After a moment, he had the answer:

The method of collecting and replenishing energy!

The white-faced man repeatedly asked him for the method of collecting and replenishing energy, but he didn't give it to him.

It's not that easy to rob a female cultivator to be a furnace in the wilderness of the Black Mountain.

In the Black Mountain Village, he was not the only one who practiced collecting and replenishing energy. There were too many monks and too few porridges, so naturally, the less people who wanted to rob the furnace, the less they had.

He would never give the method of collecting and replenishing energy to the white-faced man.

This time, the white-faced man lost his 'spiritual slave' and wanted to switch to the method of collecting and replenishing energy, so he set his sights on him.

He used the fireball technique to attack him, causing him to fall off the cliff, and then took the opportunity to steal his storage bag.

And in his storage bag, there was the technique of collecting and replenishing energy!

Scarface suddenly realized that everything made sense.

"That bastard wanted to kill me!"

He was already full of anger, and because of his anger, he didn't realize that the fireball technique that attacked him was faster and more accurate than that of the white-faced man, but the power was much smaller.

The angry scarred man couldn't help cursing:

"You have evil thoughts and are really tired of living!"

The scarred man suppressed his anger and walked into the village with a gloomy face.

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

The white-faced man was meditating in the house.

Without the spirit slave, his cultivation was unusually slow. He heard the sound and said unhappily: "Who?"

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

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

"Whose storage bag? What's the meaning of throwing it here?"

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

Is there a trick?

The white-faced man looked alert and looked around, but didn't find anyone.

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

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

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

If you don't take what God gives you, 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 the scarred man 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:

"You are still pretending to be stupid with me? You are a coward who dares to do things but not to 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 spell had not yet condensed, and the scarred man grabbed his throat again.

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

The scarred man became even angrier when he heard it, "You are about to die, and you are still pretending?"

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