"ah……"
The tree demon let out a scream, and Ma Hehua quickly caught her mother's falling body.
She suddenly burst into tears, "Waaaaah... Ahh... Mother!" This heart-wrenching cry made Ma Lihua's heart sink.
Her grip on the sword tightened slightly; the calmer she appeared, the angrier she was.
The tree spirit's roots were severely damaged and could not be healed no matter what it did.
"No, I have the power of faith. You can't hurt me at all. I am a god, I am their god, I cannot be hurt." The tree spirit was somewhat agitated and radical.
It had truly become a half-human, half-monster creature, with the surrounding vines flailing wildly; it had long since lost its mind.
"Hmph! God? Have you ever seen a god? You stinking rat hiding in the gutter, do you even deserve to be called a god? If you are a god, then I will slay you." All that could be seen in Ma Lihua's eyes was cold indifference.
She has killed many gods; she kills all those who violate divine rules. In heaven and on earth, she is the only one who reigns supreme.
The coldness, indifference, and nobility in his eyes made the tree spirit feel suffocated.
"Waaah...daughter, kill it, let it never be reincarnated! That bastard sucked all your life force out of you, let it die a horrible death!" Ma Hehua was so emotional that she hugged Ma Linghua so tightly that she almost suffocated.
"Cough cough cough... Damn it... Damn it, are you trying to strangle me?"
"Waaaaah... Thank goodness, Mom, you're awake? I thought I'd never see you again! Waaaah... I was so scared." Ma Hehua cried, her snot and tears streaming down Ma Linghua's face and into her mouth.
Ma Linghua; "…………………………"
Let me just die right here!
She stared blankly at the cave ceiling. "Lotus, don't cry. How could something have happened to your mother? Pear Blossom hasn't even grown up yet! How can I leave in peace?"
"Mother, don't worry! Even if you're gone, Lihua still has me! I will definitely keep an eye on her and make her the best ghost catcher in the Ma family." Ma Hehua said with great ambition.
Ma Linghua; "…………………………"
No, just because of what you said, I'd crawl back from the underworld if I had to. Die? I can't die, I simply can't afford to die, otherwise you'll really mess with Pear Blossom.
"Don't cry, Mother is perfectly fine! Quick, help me up." Ma Linghua didn't want to lie down anymore; Hehua's heartfelt tears were too much for her to bear.
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die, I will kill you, kill you! I am a god, I am the god of Falling Flower Cave, no one can kill me."
"puff…………"
One sword strike, and it was rendered speechless. It was in so much pain; the power that was corroding its golden light was terrifying, and even severing its roots couldn't remove it.
"The Immortal Slaughtering Formation. Activate."
Suddenly, the entire tree demon was engulfed in a sword formation. "I will make you taste the pain of ten thousand swords piercing your heart, the pain of your soul being burned, and the pain of your spirit being annihilated." Ma Lihua's voice was filled with contempt and lightness.
After dealing with the tree demon, Ma Lihua was completely exhausted and drank three large bottles of ginseng water.
The black zombie in the shadows didn't dare to move. Even through the cracks in the rocks, he could see the earth-shattering power of the formation. Could a human possibly use such a technique?
This is too outrageous! It's too dangerous outside. He's made up his mind. Once these three women leave, he'll go back to his coffin and cultivate for a few hundred more years before he thinks about anything else!
The three members of the Ma family were resting in the cave. Ma Hehua recklessly fed her mother the meatballs, but she herself didn't eat a single one.
Not only was his face and body covered in blood, but he also had to take care of two weak people.
Ma Hehua was also injured, and she was extra careful to watch out for any demons or monsters that might suddenly appear around her.
Ma Lihua was pale and sweating profusely. She couldn't take it anymore and needed to sleep.
This time, there was no room for formalities; the person simply lay down on the clean, withered leaves and dozed off.
Ma Linghua's face gradually regained its color. When she died, she didn't care about Zhongguo at all; she was only thinking about her sweetheart. Sure enough, she was a selfish person.
Looking at her daughter, she sighed. That's just how Hehua is. At least she's filial. She doesn't ask for much. She just wants Hehua to be happy every day. But catching ghosts is something that can't be neglected.
When Pear Blossom is a little older, I'll take her to Shennongjia to see that old man and see if he can cure her delicate illness.
Ma Hehua's blood had dried considerably. She hadn't slept all night and dared not fight, protecting her daughter and mother.
Ma Linghua's physical condition was quite extraordinary; she recovered very quickly, and her injuries were almost completely healed. She slowly stood up, looked at the sleeping Ma Lihua, and felt a pang of heartache.
She almost suffered a major setback this time. If it weren't for Lihua, she might have had to hold a banquet. No, she needs to break through and make a comeback.
It was four in the morning when Ma Hehua was about to rest when Zhang Xiaomo's voice came from afar.
"Ah! Help!" He grabbed the old Taoist priest and ran frantically, with six corpses chasing after them, each with wide-open, angry eyes and a strange smile on their face.
"Lotus, you rest well, I'll go take a look," Ma Linghua said before leaving the cave.
She frowned as she watched the six zombie-like figures chasing after Zhang Xiaomo and his companion.
"Where did this malevolent spirit come from?" she asked the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest shook his head. "I don't know. It might have been formed by the women in the Falling Flower Cave."
"Hmph! What a harmful thing! Back when Seventh Uncle was alive, he clearly forbade the offerings to the Fallen Flower Cave, but there were always a few people who wouldn't listen." She glanced at the white bones on the ground that were glowing white, her mind filled with many thoughts.
"Pack up, let's leave Falling Flower Cave," Ma Linghua said calmly.
The rain was light. The group stood at the entrance of Luohua Cave, looking at the unyielding stone statue. Ma Linghua felt a surge of anger.
"Lotus, smash this stone statue for me."
"Alright, Mother! Drink! Bah!" Holding a stone hammer that he had pulled out from somewhere, he smashed the stone statue in half with one blow.
Now Ma Linghua felt relieved, and so did Ma Hehua.
"Tsk! Falling Flower Cave, Falling Flower Cave, why can't we say that this mountain god is a woman? Why not just send a man to her?" Ma Hehua thought.
They emerged from the cave around six in the morning and continued their journey, huffing and puffing.
The old Taoist priest glanced at Ma Linghua, and then seemed to have made up his mind.
"May I ask your name, friend?" the old Taoist priest asked, looking at Ma Linghua.
"Ma Linghua, the 98th generation descendant of the Ma family."
"Never heard of it!" the old Taoist priest muttered.
Ma Linghua; "…………………………"
She has only been out of the public eye for a few decades, so has her legend disappeared from the world?
"If you haven't heard of it, then you haven't heard of it! Do you have something to ask me?"
The old Taoist priest nodded. "I want to know what is being suppressed in the Corpse Cave in the Tea Mountain." The old Taoist priest's expression was extremely solemn.
"That's a secret of your Shu Mountain. If you want to know, then break the seal!" Ma Linghua's voice was seductive.
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