Father and Son
After that, whenever Da Hu and the other two had time, Mo Hua followed them into the mountains and used trap arrays to hunt demon beasts.
Once they killed a demon beast, everyone split the Spirit Stones, and Mo Hua could also draw in the demon blood.
Amid their happiness, Da Hu and the others were a little worried, and said to Mo Hua, "If we keep doing this, only killing badly wounded demon beasts and never fighting them head-on, won't our daoist arts grow weaker and weaker?"
Mo Hua said, "This is called feeding war with war. First hunt demon beasts, earn Spirit Stones, and raise your cultivation. When your cultivation is higher, then you can think about fighting head-on without being at a disadvantage."
Mo Hua looked at them and said, "We're still young. Fighting demon beasts is already a losing bargain for us. If we don't think of some methods, we'll only be throwing our lives away."
Da Hu and the other two nodded again and again.
And so the three of them hunted demon beasts according to the method Mo Hua designed. They grew more and more familiar with it, and their coordination became better and better. When facing demon beasts, they were no longer as frightened and flustered as before.
But after they killed a few demon beasts this way, an accident still happened.
One day, they surrounded and attacked a Fire-Mane Dog as tall as a man, with a long tongue and crimson eyes.
After more than a dozen exchanges, the Fire-Mane Dog took a slash from Shuang Hu head-on, but found an opening. Its figure flashed, and it escaped from Da Hu and the other two's encirclement.
This Fire-Mane Dog was at the peak of mid first grade, on the