Chapter 163 Hiding (Part 1)

Mo Hua went to ask Elder Yu, "Elder, how long will we have to guard the spiritual mine?"

Elder Yu took a sip of wine, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe."

Mo Hua didn't quite understand.

Elder Yu explained, "If things continue like this, the Qian family will definitely lose, and that old man Qian Zhongxuan won't be able to make any waves. But this is a spiritual mine, and the Qian family probably won't give up, and they should think of other ways."

Mo Hua nodded.

In the next few days, the Qian family stopped and didn't make any big moves.

Until one morning, before dawn, with a thin mist, a large group of cultivators of various shapes and colors entered the Black Mountain again, and went to the foot of the Nameless Peak to pay homage to Elder Qian.

Qian Zhuang then knew what Elder Qian meant by "even if it costs a lot".

He really spent a lot of money and hired a large group of cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining from outside Tongxian City.

"How many spiritual stones will this cost..." Qian Zhuang felt painful just thinking about it.

Elder Yu got the news and widened his eyes and said, "Qian Zhongxuan is such a good grandson. He is really willing to sacrifice."

Mo Hua asked, "Elder, where did these monks come from?"

"They were hired from outside the city with spirit stones. These monks usually wander around. They will buy the lives of whoever gives them spirit stones. They only recognize spirit stones and not people. But the spirit stones they spent on hiring them are not cheap. I am afraid Qian Zhongxuan will bleed a lot."

"Then can we win?"

"Let's fight and see." Elder Yu sighed.

The two sides began to line up again, but among the Qian family monks who were originally all wearing silver-white robes, there were many other monks mixed in. They were of different shapes and dressed differently, and the queue looked a bit messy.

Elder Yu opened his mouth and said, "Qian Zhongxuan, is your hybrid team okay?"

Qian Zhongxuan's eyelids jumped, "Old man, stop talking!"

"You spent a lot of spirit stones..." Elder Yu said, "You cut your own flesh and drove away the wolves and tigers. You are really good."

Qian Zhongxuan didn't want to talk. He really spent a lot of money, so his heart was bleeding when he mentioned it.

"We agreed in advance that this is a fight between the Qian family and us demon hunters for spirit mines. Can these cultivators you hired with money be considered Qian family cultivators?" Elder Yu asked loudly.

Qian Zhongxuan snorted coldly, "I gave them spirit stones, so they are my Qian family members."

Elder Yu said, "Pooh", "Then if I sleep with your mother and give her spirit stones, can she also be considered my person?"

"You!" Qian Zhongxuan was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Elder Yu did not let him go, saying: "So, I am still your cheap father? Unfilial son, come here and kowtow to your father! Haha!"

The demon hunters also laughed.

Qian Zhongxuan was completely defeated, and pointed forward with trembling fingers, "Kill him!"

Elder Yu also put away his smile and said in a low voice: "Kill!"

Both sides were instantly full of momentum, and a war was about to break out.

After fighting for a while, Elder Yu observed the situation and frowned slightly.

The Qian family monks were still not to be feared, but these hired monks were very tricky.

The demon hunters had experienced hundreds of battles, but they were all against monsters, but these monks hired by the Qian family had always been paid for spirit stones and fought with monks.

In terms of tacit cooperation, they were not as good as the demon hunters, but all kinds of sinister and strange methods emerged in an endless stream, and the Taoist methods were also varied, so it was not easy to deal with them for a while.

"Elder Yu, can we win?" Mo Hua asked worriedly.

Elder Yu pondered for a moment and said, "We should be able to win."

He explained, "These hired monks look difficult, but it's just because they have just joined the battle and we are not familiar with them. Once we fight for a long time and are familiar with their methods, it will be much easier."

"Monster hunters hunt monsters all year round, fight side by side, and have a tacit understanding with each other. They have an advantage in this kind of group battle. What's more, we have iron armor. As long as they can't break our iron armor, we will have the upper hand in the end."

Mo Hua nodded and felt relieved.

The monster hunters were indeed at a loss when they were attacked by hired monks at the beginning, but once they adapted, the battle situation gradually stabilized.

The monster hunters wearing iron armor were still like entering an empty space. Although they killed slowly, wherever they went, both the Qian family monks and the hired monks could only avoid their sharp edges.

Gradually, the Qian family camp revealed more flaws and was slowly suppressed by the monster hunters.

Looking at the demon hunter in iron armor, Qian Zhongxuan was calm and showed a sneer.

At the same time, Mo Hua's consciousness sensed something unusual, frowned, and looked at the battlefield.

A demon hunter in iron armor was suddenly cut in the throat by a knife, and blood gushed out. The demon hunter covered his throat and half-knelt on the ground. The hired monks around him rushed forward like hungry wolves.

Fortunately, Yu Chengyi was nearby and immediately rescued him, struggling to stop the besieged hired monks. Mo Shan also came to support, and the two worked together to save the demon hunter.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, but doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

What happened?

He didn't see anything, but saw that the demon hunter's neck was cut.

Although the armor is strong, it cannot cover the whole body, and the neck, eyes, joints and other vital parts will still be exposed. If it is a face-to-face battle, you can be on guard in advance, but the attack just now was not detected at all.

Mo Hua only felt a little abnormality in his consciousness, and there was nothing to see with the naked eye.

Mo Hua looked at Elder Yu and found that Elder Yu also frowned and muttered:

"It's actually the cloaking technique."

"The cloaking technique?"

Mo Hua was surprised, "Can it be hidden?"

Elder Yu nodded and said, "Yes, the cloaking technique, as the name suggests, is a spell that can be hidden. After using the cloaking technique, the body will disappear, and nothing can be seen with the naked eye."

Mo Hua was shocked and couldn't help asking, "Can I learn it?"

If you can learn the cloaking technique, it will be much more convenient to walk in the world of cultivation in the future!

"You need water spiritual roots to learn it. You have a small five-element spiritual root. Although you also have water, the five elements are mixed, so you may not be able to learn it." Elder Yu poured some cold water on him.

Mo Hua was a little disappointed, and then worriedly said, "How to break this spell?"

Elder Yu sighed, "It depends on the divine sense. The cloaking technique can only hide the body and the breath to a certain extent, but the existence of spiritual power cannot be hidden. As long as the divine sense is stronger than him, the cloaking technique can be seen through."

"That's troublesome." Mo Hua said.

Demon hunters have never been good at divine sense. If they can't see through the cloaking technique, they can only become fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered.

On the battlefield, many demon hunters were ambushed by him and fell down with blood.

Mo Hua's eyes condensed. In such a chaotic scene, he could advance and retreat calmly. It can be seen that this cultivator is not only proficient in cloaking, but also very experienced, and his body is agile and his divine sense is also extremely sharp.

What to do? Mo Hua was a little anxious.

At this time, Mo Hua suddenly noticed a slight fluctuation around Mo Shan who was fighting hard.

"Be careful!" Mo Hua couldn't help but exclaim.

But he was too far away, the scene was chaotic, and his voice couldn't be heard at all.

Mo Shan was fighting with others, revealing a flaw, and the hidden monk took the opportunity to attack.

At the critical moment, Mo Shan relied on his rich experience and instinctively tilted his neck. A dagger passed through his throat, bringing out a streak of blood. Although bleeding, the wound was not serious.

Mo Shan's eyes turned cold, and he hit backhand, but there was nothing around, no one.

Gone?

Mo Shan frowned, knowing that if this continued, the situation would be bad.

He wiped the blood from his neck, and was a little relieved. Fortunately, he hid when he sensed the murderous aura just now, otherwise it would be dangerous.

Mo Hua felt relieved when he saw this scene, and then his face became serious.

"Dare to attack my father, I will remember you!"

At present, I still update 10,000 times a day, and persist until this long plot is finished.

I can take it easy later, update steadily, and write the story slowly~