It’s over, I said too much at the moment.

Mo Hua's eyes, innocent and profound, as bright as stars and as insightful as candlelight, just stared at Huangshan Jun.

Mr. Huangshan was panicked by the sight.

"Ahem, yes... I have lived... just a little bit longer..."

Huangshan Jun immediately organized his thoughts, "The lifespan of gods is very long. There is no one in this dry mountain and the ruined temple is desolate. I, a little mountain god, live here and no one disturbs me. I will waste more time."

"Later, alas...if I hadn't made a mistake later and had my roots cut off by the elders of your sect, I wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable state..."

Huangshan Jun sighed and pretended to be frustrated.

Mo Hua suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Although it was not him who killed Huangshan Lord, it was his senior in the Taixu Sect who did it.

Having cut off Huangshan Jun's Shinto foundation, I can be regarded as having some karma.

However, Mo Hua still wanted to correct the name of his sect senior. He raised his finger and corrected:

"It was because you went astray that Senior Sword Cultivator killed you. I don't blame him."

"Yes, yes." Mr. Huangshan nodded repeatedly and said calmly, "It is indeed my fault."

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

Huangshan Jun silently changed the topic and said calmly:

"What else do you want to ask?"

As expected, Mo Hua was distracted by Huangshan Jun's words and no longer bothered about how long it had lived.

What else do you want to ask?

Mo Hua blinked and thought about it in his mind.

There are still many things he wants to ask, and they are so complicated that Mr. Huangshan may not even be able to answer some of them.

In this case, let’s start with the most critical issue at hand.

"If...I meet the evil god..."

Huangshan Jun shook his hands, took a breath of cold air, and his voice changed, "Have you met the evil god?!"

Mo Hua emphasized: "I mean 'what if'!"

Mr. Huangshan breathed a long sigh of relief, "You kid, don't scare me..."

Mo Hua was a little confused, "I just mentioned it casually, are you so scared?"

Huangshan Jun shook his head, "That's because you don't understand how terrifying the evil god is..."

"Ordinary evil gods are often bloody and evil, and they will be punished..."

"Some ancient evil gods are even more terrifying and unpredictable, with monstrous evil thoughts. They are targeted by them. Let alone ordinary monks, even serious gods often do not end well..."

"If you really encounter the evil god, you'd better run as far as you can."

"Once you fall into it and become a pawn of the evil god, the pollution of flesh and blood is a trivial matter, your spiritual thoughts are eroded, your Taoist heart is corrupted, and you become a sacrifice, puppet, and slave of the evil god... Only then are you truly neither a human nor a ghost, unable to survive or seek help.

You can't die..."

Mo Hua sighed silently in his heart.

That being said, it's a pity that it's too late...

Practicing the "Tian Yan Jue" set of exercises is equivalent to being on a pirate ship.

Even if the evil gods don't come to me, I'm afraid I will go to them...

If you don't "eat" them, how can you break through the bottleneck, how can you improve your cultivation, how can you break through the realm?

Huang Shanjun was about to say something, but suddenly he was startled and glanced at Mo Hua warily, "You can't...really meet the evil god, right?"

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I really meet the evil god, will I still be here in good health?"

Huangshan Jun thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Too……"

No matter how powerful this little ancestor is, there is absolutely no way he can escape from the hands of the evil god.

It would be nice if the flesh and blood were not polluted by the evil god and could be "eaten alive". How could I still talk and laugh with myself here?

Huangshan Jun nodded silently, but he was confused, "Why do you have to ask about the evil god?"

Mo Hua sighed, "The world of cultivation is so dangerous. I am a weak and inexperienced monk, walking on thin ice with fear, so naturally I need to know more..."

“The more you know about anything, the less danger you will face.”

"Especially for the 'terrible' things like evil gods, you need to understand them in advance, know yourself and the enemy, and be on guard if you encounter them in the future, so that you don't accidentally fall into the tiger's mouth and be 'eaten' by evil gods..."

"

Huangshan Jun thought for a moment and then believed Mo Hua's lies.

It felt that what Mo Hua said was very reasonable.

Although based on its intuition as a mountain god, Mo Hua's child is an unknown big trouble.

But troubles aside, it actually really likes ink painting.

The smell is pure and the appearance is cute.

After so many years, he is also the only human cub who can travel across mountains and rivers to bring offerings for himself.

Although occasionally, there is some evil in the innocence.

There's something strange about it in its purity.

But a monk who can deal with a mountain god like himself is still a little kid, so it's natural that he has some extraordinary qualities.

"Let's just make a good relationship..."

Huangshan Jun took another bite of chicken drumsticks.

I don’t know how the chicken legs are made, but they are so delicious.

The cannibal has a short mouth, so it can't be hidden anymore, lest it look petty in front of this little kid.

"There is a difference between gods and men. As a mountain god, I shouldn't have told you these words..."

Huangshan Jun sighed, "But you kid is a bit special. If you can meet me as a mountain god now, it is not impossible to meet an evil god in the future. For the sake of these offerings, I will tell you..."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he immediately moved his buttocks to get closer to Mr. Huangshan.

Huangshan Jun coughed, cleared his throat, and said slowly:

"Things like evil gods are quite complicated, and it's a long story. Since you don't have the relevant knowledge, I can only tell you from the beginning..."

"Human consciousness is divided into categories."

"The divine thoughts of gods are different, divided into categories and levels."

Mo Hua frowned, somewhat confused.

Huangshan Jun explained: "In other words, the many gods in the world are divided into realms according to their grades, and their positions are also divided into levels."

"For example, I am a second-grade little mountain god. The 'second-grade' is the realm, and the 'mountain god' is the god's position, which can also be called the god level."

"The divine level is determined by the 'spiritual essence' of the god itself..."

Mo Hua's heart trembled.

Divine essence?!

I killed the "god horns" and the golden evil eyes, and after devouring them, they further "qualitatively changed" the "spiritual essence" of the divine consciousness!

Huangshan Jundao: "The marrow is the marrow of the origin of the gods. It contains the origin of the gods and is the manifestation of the Taoism of the gods. The higher the level of the marrow, the higher the level of the gods."

"On the outside, there are silver, light gold, pure gold, jade white, glazed color and other great colors..."

So many kinds of essences!

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Halfway through Huang Shanjun's words, he felt a sudden panic in his heart. He looked at Mo Hua in shock but didn't understand why, and the next words were stuck in his mouth.

Mo Hua couldn't help but said:

"Tiger, keep talking, the essence of the spirit..."

Huangshan Jun hesitated for a moment and felt that he should follow the god's premonition and not say too much.

"Things like divine marrow are used by gods to advance to the divine level. It has nothing to do with you. As a human monk, it doesn't matter if you don't know..." Huangshan Jun said vaguely.

Mo Hua was a little unhappy.

Huang Shanjun was afraid of Mo Hua's questioning, so he immediately skipped this point and said quickly:

"The realm of a god, that is, the grade, represents the 'quantity' of the manifestation of divine thoughts. The divine rank of a god represents the dignity of the divine marrow. The level of the divine status is also the distinction between the 'quality' of the gods."

"The strength of a god is both determined by its realm and also affected by its divine rank."
To be continued...