Chapter 478 Dao number


    In the altar of ten thousand corpses, blood patterns were everywhere on the ground, coffins were rows, candlelight was dim, and the sky was empty and dead.


    No one.


    In addition to ink painting.


    After the ink painting controlled the little zombie to close the gate, the mural behind him was twisted and sealed the future.


    Mo Hua nodded.


    This Lingshu Formation is worthy of being a supreme formation, and is much more practical than what I think.


    After that, he began to look at the altar.


    During the day, Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan were there, and I didn’t think anything about the ink painting.


    Late at night, when I came alone, I felt that the altar was magnificent, but it was much more gloomy, not to mention the coffins all over the ground and the zombies in the coffin.


    Ink painting couldn''t help but feel a little nervous.


    He calmed down and began to do things one by one according to his plans.


    First of all, we are studying the formation of ten thousand corpses.


    Although he designed the array eye of the Wanzi Formation, the array eye only contacts the array hinge to allow spiritual power to flow.


    The whole picture of the entire formation is not clear.


    This corpse formation is the result of Lu Chengyun''s efforts over the years.


    He didn''t have the chance to take a closer look during the day to avoid Lu Chengyun''s taboo.


    And according to the formation of Mo Hua, this ten thousand corpse formation is likely to be not just a reconstruction, but an evil formation!


    Ink painting used its lapse of water, attached its spiritual power to its feet, walked along the wall to the roof, hung its little head upside down, and looked down.


    Convex down, you can see the entire formation.


    The eye of the array is the heart meridian, the pivot of the array is the skeleton, and the pattern of the array is the flesh and blood.


    Echo the front and back, and connect the end.


    It is indeed a complete and large-scale formation.


    Ink painting remembers the overall formation pattern in his mind, then walks down and starts to look at the formation patterns in the details little by little.


    These array patterns have evil patterns on the surface.


    But peeling off its essence is still an application to the five elements matrix such as soil, wood, and water.


    Earth-based formation, fusing corpse flesh;


    Water-based formation, mixed with blood.


    Then use some sinister grass and wood juice to build a wood-based formation to harmonize the flesh and blood to form the formation pattern of the evil formation.


    Human flesh and blood are born with spiritual affinity.


    Therefore, the evil formation often uses human blood as ink and human flesh as a medium, which can enhance the effect of the formation and reduce the difficulty of the formation.


    Although the threshold has been lowered, the understanding of the laws of the Great Way is much shallow.


    Mo Hua shook her head.


    If you take advantage of your mistakes and take advantage of the situation, you will not be able to reach the Formation Avenue.


    However, in order to know oneself and the enemy, the ink painting still checked and sorted out the array patterns from beginning to end.


    After sorting out, we combined the array pivot and the array eye he built himself to make a brief calculation to clear the logic of the operation of spiritual power and evil power in the formation.


    A complete picture of the ten thousand corpse formation is presented in the sea of ??consciousness of the ink painting.


    Ink painting recorded this array diagram in the sea of ??consciousness on paper, then looked down and thought silently.


    After a moment, he sighed:


    "It''s really the prototype of a large formation..."


    And it is not the kind of simple, simple formation that makes up the numbers.


    It is a kind of evil formation with a complete array pattern, a simple array pivot, a strong force of the array eye, and a distinct inheritance mark.


    "The Evil Way Array of Ten Thousand Corpse..."


    Mo Hua frowned.


    "Where did Lu Chengyun get the array map?"


    "Is it possible that the Lu family, or in this corpse mine, there are demon cultivators who are proficient in the magical formation and are from the orthodox demon sect?"


    But he has been very familiar with the corpse mines these days.


    I have never seen such a monk, and I have not even found any trace.


    "Is it another demon demon who met Lu Chengyun by chance?"


    Demonic Demon...


    Mo Hua thought of the strange Taoist who said Mr. Zhuang cannot read or mention it, and it is best not to think about it.


    "It''s not that coincidental..."


    Mo Hua murmured.


    If so...


    That Taoist, who taught the Qian family''s ancestor to turn the life and the evil elixir of the Yuan Dynasty, also taught the Lu Chengyun''s evil corpse formation map. It is estimated that other places also taught some cultivators with incorrect minds and some methods of the forbidden magic of the demonic path...


    What is he trying to do?


    In order to create a sin of Taoism?


    Can the evil of heaven and earth be "massive" by human beings?


    Or does this Taoist have other deeper intentions?


    Mo Hua frowned and thought hard.


    As I thought about it, I became a little fascinated.


    Suddenly, a very cold and terrifying chill surged into my heart.


    In Mo Hua''s heart, a Taoist outline faintly appeared.


    The outline of the Taoist is like pitch-black ink.


    The whole body is covered with dry and black lines.


    But these lines gradually become solid and outlined.


    The Taoist''s face gradually became clearer, and his eyes slowly opened, deep and empty, looking at the ink painting bit by bit.


    Mo Hua didn’t know who he was, but in a blink of an eye, he learned the Taoist name:


    "The intrigue Taoist!"


    A half-ghostly seeking the Tao.


    Mo Hua was shocked and quickly meditated quietly and abandoned all thoughts.


    But the less he wanted to think about it, he couldn''t help but think about it.


    Even the three words "王歌" were almost blurted out.


    Ink paintings have a feeling that once you pronounce the three words "王歌" in your mouth, you will be discovered by this Taoist immediately.


    "You can''t recite, you can''t recite!"


    And while he was suppressing his mind, he suddenly disobeyed his words and recited the first word "strange"...


    The Taoist''s empty eyes suddenly became bright, and he turned his head silently, looking at it, and was about to condense his eyes on Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua felt a chill in her heart, and she became wise in a hurry, and quickly grabbed her cheek.


    He pinched out two fingerprints of his fair little face.


    The ink painting hurt and said "hiss", and finally failed to pronounce the three words "王歌".


    The name was not read out, and Mo Hua had a moment of breathing.


    what to do?


    The ink painting was blessed to the soul, and quickly took out the spiritual ink, dipped his fingers ink, and used his spiritual consciousness to communicate the great Taoist aggregates, and began to draw a thick earth array on the ground.


    Once you start drawing the formation, your spiritual consciousness will be concentrated and you will no longer have random thoughts.


    I don’t even think about chanting any name.


    The great connotation of communication also occupies the mind of Mo Hua.


    A trace of ancient meaning spread out, gradually covering up the aura of the intrigue Taoist...


    …


    At the same time, under a cliff with dead trees.


    "Sun Yi" sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.


    He was dirty and covered in a dirty Taoist robe that the dead had worn, his eyes were pitch black and empty, and his voice was hoarse and sticky:


    "who…"


    “…Desire my name?”


    “So familiar…”


    He closed his eyes and felt it, and suddenly opened his eyes again, his empty eyes revealing his doubts:


    “Great Taoist?”


    "Di Zong disciple?"


    “How could it be…”


    Where did the disciples of the Earth Sect come from in the Xiaohuangzhou? How could they recite their own name?


    “No…”


    "Sun Yi" stretched out his right hand, and several of his right hand were broken, twisted together in a strange shape, and he didn''t know what he was calculating.


    Some cause and effect are also connected:


    “The great Taoist suffus…”


    "Thick earth array..."


    “There is a monk…”


    “Formation Master…”


    "You are short...not...are you very young?"


    Cause and effect come here.


    Unclear.


    "Sun Yi"''s eyes were bleeding and tears, his sparse hair gradually turned white, his sea of ??consciousness trembled, and the remaining spiritual consciousness was calculated with great force:


    "If there is no concealment of Taoism, after three breaths, this person will definitely recite my name..."


    "Then remove the concealment of the Taoist eclipse..."


    "Sun Yi"''s eyes were blood like a spring, and his gray hair fell down one by one, and his face was aging visible to the naked eye. It was like after his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, he used the power of his life to make up for the lack of the power of the deduction.


    He remembered the numbers:


    "one…"


    "two…"


    "three…"


    Three breaths have passed, and in the future of his calculations, there is indeed someone who is out of control and recites his name:


    "The intrigue Taoist!"


    The sound of chanting his name is crisp and pleasant.


    "Sun Yi" was slightly stunned, with an unexpected look, "Is he a child?"


    Why does a child recite his own name?


    Who is it?


    What is the connection with me?


    Sun Yi listened carefully, but found that the voice had changed.


    From the voice of a child, it gradually became clear and clear, it became the voice of a boy, and then it gradually became the voice of a middle-aged man.


    Finally, it became a voice that he was extremely familiar with and missed.


    This voice is clear and elegant.


    The three words "如歌词" have also become two words:


    "Senior brother."


    Sun Yi opened his eyes and in a trance, he saw a monk with a clear and extraordinary appearance and was looking at him.


    His eyes were clear and gentle, and there was an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth.


    It is Mr. Zhuang.


    After a moment, everything dissipated like clouds and smoke.


    "Sun Yi" can no longer remember who has recited his name.


    I only remember this "Senior Brother".


    He pinched his fingers and found that the sea of ??consciousness of this skin was cracked, his spiritual consciousness was exhausted, and the hair above his head was gone...


    No, forget it...


    "Sun Yi" sat wither for a long time, with a strange expression and murmured:


    "My good junior brother...what are you hiding?"


    "What else is there to hide when you are so down and out?"


    The mountains and forests are deserted and no one answers.


    “Forget it…”


    "Sun Yi" stood up tremblingly, wrapped in a deadly Taoist robe, and walked out of the forest with deep and shallow steps...


    "When I find you, I will know everything..."


    Sorry, it was delayed too late.


    ??A little tired...


    There should be another chapter later.


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    (This chapter ends)