Chapter 456 Eating and Being Eaten

As soon as the zombie disciple of the Zhang family entered Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, he was shocked:

"Such a profound spiritual consciousness!"

"Innate tonic!"

Its voice was hoarse and sticky, and there was some air leakage.

It was like a living person who had decayed into a corpse.

Then it could not wait, opened its ferocious mouth, and fiercely sucked in the spiritual consciousness filled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the spiritual consciousness entered, the zombie disciple's eyes were excited.

Pure, rich and delicious.

This is the taste of top-grade spiritual consciousness!

The zombie laughed wildly.

After that, he could not help but feast on it and sucked it suddenly.

As it swallowed more spiritual consciousness, its body gradually became stronger and its figure became a little taller.

As the zombie sucked the spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness also felt a dull pain.

"Is this the feeling of having your spiritual consciousness eaten?"

Mo Hua, who was hiding aside and observing the zombies, said silently in his heart.

It was a little painful and a little uncomfortable, but it was quite obscure.

If you don't pay attention, you really won't notice it.

Even if you don't see it with your own eyes, you probably won't believe it at all.

You will only feel that you are exhausted, your energy is insufficient, your mind is scattered, your mood is depressed, and many troubles and evil desires linger in your heart.

You won't think that your consciousness is being eaten away by evil things.

Mo Hua nodded and remembered this feeling.

"Be careful in the future!"

The human heart is unpredictable, and you may not be able to discover the many changes in consciousness all the time.

So you have to get familiar with the various signs of changes in the sea of ​​consciousness step by step, take precautions, and eliminate unknown hidden dangers in the consciousness.

In order to prevent some evil spirits from stealing your consciousness in the future, and you don't know it.

In addition, Mo Hua also verified one point.

That is, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the concealment technique can be effective.

At least this zombie didn't find it.

Mo Hua frowned slightly again.

But what exactly is this zombie?

Is it a human or a zombie?

Mo Hua observed for a while, and gradually had a guess in his mind.

This zombie disciple should also be considered an ancestor of the Zhang family.

The Zhang family has been refining corpses for generations, and their spirits are assimilated with zombies. In their self-cognition, they are both human and corpse, so after death, their spirits are sealed in the picture, and they appear in the form of zombies.

But no matter whether it is a human or a corpse, Mo Hua does not intend to let it go.

Mo Hua hid himself, holding the Qianjun stick, and quietly walked behind the zombie disciple.

The zombie opened his mouth and ate happily.

He never thought that his every move was under the watchful eyes of others.

He also did not realize that danger was gradually approaching.

Mo Hua walked behind the zombie, raised the Qianjun stick high, and smashed it down with all his strength with both hands!

"Let you eat secretly!"

This stick was so powerful that it deformed the scalp of the zombie disciple and made his body a little illusory.

The height that increased due to stealing the spirit was shortened by the stick.

After the smash, Mo Hua was also a little surprised.

He didn't expect that his thousand-pound stick would be so powerful.

The zombie disciple's scalp was numb and the pain was piercing his heart. He finally recovered and turned his head angrily, and saw a young monk with delicate eyebrows, red lips and white teeth standing behind him.

The zombie disciple was stunned.

Then it widened its eyes, as if it saw a "ghost".

"No! How could there be someone?!"

Mo Hua frowned, looking a little dangerous:

"You came to my sea of ​​consciousness to steal food, and you still asked how there could be someone? Is my consciousness so delicious? I..."

Mo Hua wanted to threaten a few more times.

But before he could finish, the zombie disciple saw that the situation was not good and ran away.

Its ugly face was full of panic.

The moment it saw Mo Hua, it knew that it was no match at all.

This young monk is not very old and has a small figure, but his figure is extremely clear, and his aura is deep and unpredictable.

This is a sign that his spiritual consciousness is powerful and fully manifested.

What's more, it just took a Thousand-pound Stick.

The power of this stick makes it feel scared.

The greater the power, the stronger the spiritual consciousness.

The zombie disciple is afraid.

If the spiritual consciousness has not manifested, he can still steal.

But once it manifests, the spiritual consciousness is so different that if he doesn't run away, he will be buried here.

The zombie wants to escape from Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua will not let it escape. He stretches out his little hand, holds it in his palm, and the manifested spiritual power condenses into the Water Prison Technique.

The spiritual consciousness shackles appear out of thin air, tying the zombie to the spot.

The zombie disciple struggled to break free, but couldn't break free at all.

It was terrified and said in disbelief:

"Magic?"

How could it be?

Can divine thoughts also use magic?

The ancestor never mentioned this...

Mo Hua walked slowly in front of it.

The zombie knelt on the ground and said in fear: "Young senior, spare my life!"

Mo Hua said: "Save your life, so you can hurt others again?"

The zombie disciple swore: "Young senior, don't worry, I will abide by my duty from now on and never hurt others!"

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "You are a zombie, isn't your duty to hurt others? If you abide by your duty, how can you not hurt others?"

The zombie disciple paused, seeing Mo Hua's playful expression, knowing that this little monk would not believe his deception at all, and said angrily:

"The ancestor will not let you go!"

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and said:

"Do you think... I will let your ancestor go?"

The zombie disciple was shocked.

This little ghost, actually, is plotting against its ancestor? !

How dare he?

The zombie disciple suddenly felt cold in his heart again.

This little ghost has a strong spiritual consciousness, many tricks, and unpredictable means. His spiritual consciousness can also use magic. With his intentional calculations, the ancestor is afraid that...

The zombie disciple was both shocked and angry.

"No, I must tell the ancestor, otherwise the ancestor will be in danger!"

The zombie disciple's face suddenly became ferocious. He bit off his finger and swallowed it into his stomach. Then his body swelled, and malice gradually grew around him. In a flash, he turned into a dead body with a livid complexion.

It was exactly the same as the situation when Zhang Quan took the corpse blood pill.

"First, I will fight for my life and deal with this little monk, and then take the opportunity to escape and report to the ancestor. Even if I am seriously injured and my limbs are incomplete afterwards, the ancestor will protect me because of my filial piety."

The zombie disciple thought to himself.

Then it tried its best to break free from the shackles of the water prison technique and suddenly pounced on Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's expression did not change. He gently raised his hand and condensed a fireball technique.

The fireball was bright red and hot. It was the illusory fire condensed by the divine consciousness, but it looked extremely real.

Mo Hua's mind moved, and the fireball suddenly shot out and hit the chest of the corpse-like zombie.

In the flames, the zombie disciple had not yet pounced in front of Mo Hua, nor had he fought for a round, and was directly beaten back to his original form by the fireball technique.

He was deflated, and his corpse-like state faded away. His whole body was on fire, and he lay on the ground wailing.

It seemed that there was a real fire burning on him.

Along with the pain, there was also boundless despair.

It never expected that the divine consciousness of this little cultivator was so powerful.

The power of the manifested fireball technique was so terrifying...

Mo Hua also frowned and wondered:

"Why am I so strong?"

He pondered for a while and gradually understood.

In reality, he was refining qi.

But in the sea of ​​consciousness, he was building a foundation.

This zombie disciple was just an ordinary walking corpse, and he was only at the level of refining qi.

Now I am fighting against Qi Refining with Foundation Building.

It is like using the "big" to bully the "small".

Mo Hua's waist straightened instantly.

"No wonder, I was wondering why I suddenly became so powerful!"

It is natural for Foundation Building to beat Qi Refining.

Mo Hua was proud for a while, but then felt a little bored.

This zombie disciple is too weak and cannot exert his strength.

It seems that I have to pick some strong ones among Zhang Quan's ancestors to practice with.

Step by step, step by step.

Wait until I have mastered the means of manifestation and understood the means of the Zhang family's zombies, and then I will attack Zhang Quan's ancestor.

This way it will be foolproof.

Zhang Quan's ancestor has the highest cultivation and the strongest evil thoughts, so he must be a big zombie.

And he must have many tricks after living for so long.

It is still risky to attack it now.

Besides, it has so many "disciples", two fists cannot beat four hands, and a group of zombies ran into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Mo Hua couldn't handle it.

You have to eat one bite at a time.

Mo Hua had made up his mind, so he planned to "eat" the first bite of rice first.

This zombie disciple was no longer useful.

Mo Hua planned to make the best use of it.

He used a few more fireballs and directly blasted the zombie into ashes.

The ashes dispersed, and the zombie's form and mind were destroyed, turning into gray, air-like spiritual thoughts.

Mo Hua opened his mouth and swallowed them all into his stomach.

This zombie who only wanted to eat Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was finally "eaten" by Mo Hua.

Its evil thoughts also strengthened Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness.