Chapter 508 Get out of here
The peak spiritual consciousness of Thirteen lines!
Enough to crush most early-stage monks in foundation building.
At the level of divine thought, it can be comparable to the top-notch cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.
Compared with the past, the spiritual consciousness of the Mohua has deeper and more sensitive control of the spiritual consciousness.
Mo Hua''s eyes were deep, and she let go of her spiritual consciousness, and the vision of the empty and white spiritual consciousness continued to expand...
The scope of perception is wider and more things perceived.
A tree, stone, flower and grass, living monks, dead walking corpses, iron corpses, can see their essence through external material bodies.
The inner trajectory of all things in the world is clearer.
What the naked eye sees is the appearance.
Only in the vision of the spiritual consciousness can we see the essence of everything and the inner breath.
Every time the spiritual consciousness is stronger, the essence you see is deeper...
In addition, Mo Hua''s understanding of the Lingshu array is more thorough.
In the sea of ??consciousness, using the zombie consciousness of the Zhang family, he painted ink on the Taoist stele and practiced the Lingshu array hundreds of times at once...
The originally complex array patterns are already familiar with them.
Close your eyes, they all look like the Lingshu Formation.
Controlling the spiritual hub array, differentiate spiritual power, form spiritual silk, and control the medium, is even more at ease.
In addition, other means are naturally improved.
The ability of Mo Hua, whether it is formation or spell, is closely related to the spiritual consciousness.
Now that the spiritual consciousness is enhanced, the formation is naturally further.
All kinds of spells, whether they are water steps, fireball techniques, water penetration techniques or concealment techniques, will have better results.
But he was trapped in the coffin and couldn''t get out for the time being, so he didn''t have a chance to try it.
Mo Hua was very happy and couldn''t help but squint his eyes and smiled.
As he smiled, Mo Hua couldn''t laugh.
He discovered something very embarrassing.
His spiritual sense is very strong now, very strong, comparable to the peak of the early stage of foundation building.
But his body is still very weak and his cultivation has not increased.
The eighth level of Qi refining, the body is weak.
There is no way to get out of this small coffin...
This small coffin is neither stone nor iron, with a tough texture, and was sealed from outside with a coffin nail, so it cannot be left...
If you forcefully break with magic, you will hurt yourself.
Mo Hua sighed, feeling helpless.
This issue needs to be taken seriously.
Although I am innately weak and cannot refine my body, I also need to find a way to supplement some methods of refine my body...
However, this issue will be considered later.
The most urgent thing is to find a way out first.
Mo Hua let go of his spiritual sense again and observed the movements outside, and suddenly he was a little strange.
Inside the corpse mine, there seemed to be martial law and a little chaos.
And the dense and chaotic auras in the distance are mixed together, entangled, conflicted, and destroyed.
There seem to be many monks fighting...
“What the **** happened outside?”
Ink painting is puzzled.
Someone attacked the corpse mine.
Who will it be?
There should be no power in Nanyue City that can compete with so many iron corpses and walking corpses in the corpse mine...
Mo Hua frowned.
As the melee broke out, the stone palace became more dangerous.
Have to find a way out early...
And Lu Chengyun hasn''t come here yet. I don''t know if it''s delayed by the war, but I didn''t remember it for a while.
If he has time, remembers himself and comes to check it out, it will be not very good.
Although it is possible to deceive him by being invisible in the coffin, with Lu Chengyun''s cautious nature, the probability is not high, so it is better not to take this risk.
Ink painting began to figure out how to get out.
But after thinking about it for a long time, there was no good idea.
The little zombie is in the corpse formation, and it is too far away to control it, so she comes to help her open the coffin.
Little tiger, he didn''t stay outside either.
Mo Hua sighed again.
The preparations were made in advance, but they were still not sufficient and they were not meticulous.
It seems that I can only wait patiently to see if there is any chance.
In these days, Ink Painting often releases its spiritual consciousness, senses the movements outside, and looks for opportunities to escape.
The melee outside the stone hall is still going on, and there is no opportunity...
Until three days later, Mo Hua suddenly felt two familiar auras and wandered around in a vague way.
It seems that he is hiding, avoiding others in the melee, and quietly looking for something in the stone hall...
Ink painting''s eyes lit up.
It’s the junior brother and senior sister!
Are they looking for themselves?
Mo Hua tried his best to release his spiritual consciousness and sensed these two figures. At the same time, he heard them silence in a low voice and talking:
“…I have been searching for so many days…I haven’t seen anyone…”
"You said... where will the younger brother be?"
The sound was intermittent, and Bai Zisheng''s sigh.
"Look for it again..."
This voice is cold and nice, and it belongs to the junior sister.
Bai Zisheng was dejected, "Zixi, junior brother, nothing will happen to him..."
Bai Zixi remained silent.
Ink paintings are slightly warm in their hearts.
It seems that these days when I was locked in the coffin, my junior brother and senior sister were worried about him and were looking for him.
Mo Hua let go of her spiritual sense and blatantly peeked at the two of them.
Bai Zisheng and the other two noticed something and were both shocked.
Has been discovered?
Then the two were happy again.
This breath is my junior brother!
Bai Zisheng''s face just showed joy, and suddenly he frowned:
"No, my junior brother''s spiritual sense is not that deep..."
"It seems that the breath is right."
"Yes, this breath shouldn''t be fake..."
"Did he ''eat'' something again..."
"No, how can you ''eat'' every day? Are you really not afraid of ''eat'' his little head ruining it?"
“…His little head is already bad…”
“Go and have a look…”
"Um."
The ink painting has constant spiritual consciousness.
Bai Zisheng and the others also felt the spiritual consciousness of Mo Hua, wearing a hidden cloak, hiding their bodies, and found a secret room in the chaotic stone hall.
The secret room is narrow but exquisite, with a strange altar on it.
On the altar, there are white bones, white candles, corpse oil flowing, and gloomy candlelight.
Under the altar, there is a white coffin.
The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting comes from the coffin.
Bai Zisheng looked shocked when he saw the white coffin, then looked painful and said sadly:
"My junior brother, he is dead!"
Bai Zixi gave him a blank look, "Where does the spiritual sense come from when he dies?"
Bai Zisheng was stunned, his painful expression disappeared, and he couldn''t help scratching his head and said in a sneer:
“Oh, right…”
Bai Zixi said in a crisp voice:
"Open the coffin."
Bai Zisheng nodded, looked at the coffin for a moment, understood the structure, and used a strong force to pull out the coffin nails at the four corners, then broke the inlay of the coffin lid, and slowly lifted the coffin lid.
In the coffin, there was indeed a familiar figure lying.
It is their junior brother, Ink Painting!
Mo Hua''s face turned a little white, his eyes were deeper, and there was a faint light, which was both familiar and a little strange.
Bai Zisheng first showed joy, then looked grim:
"How do you prove that you are my junior brother?"
Mo Hua gave him a blank look, "Idiot!"
Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
This expression and this familiar tone are indeed his junior brother...
Bai Zixi whispered: "Is it okay..."
Her expression was plain, but her eyes were like the stream under the autumn sun, warm and bright.
Ink painting was slightly ecstatic, then Qianran smiled and said:
"It''s fine."
Bai Zixi blinked and nodded.
Bai Zisheng said curiously: "Why are you locked up here?"
"Lu Chengyun wants to kill the donkey, but he will kill me." Mo Hua said.
Bai Zisheng was furious, "It''s outrageous. Bullying my junior brother is bullying me. If you want to kill my junior brother, you just want to kill me!"
He patted his chest and said to the ink painting:
"Don''t worry, I''ll kill him for you!"
"He is building the foundation..."
“Just like building a foundation!”
“Okay…”
Mo Hua didn’t know if he was bragging, but he was still quite grateful.
"However, how is the way to kill the donkey when you unload the mill?" Bai Zisheng said curiously again.
"It''s just to treat me as a sacrifice and use my spiritual sense to feed that visualization picture." Mo Hua explained concisely. “Where is the picture?”
“I ''eated''..."
"Why did you ''eat'' again..."
Bai Zisheng was a little hard to describe, and then muttered: "Are you a sacrifice for the picture, or is the sacrifice for the picture..."
"So, your spiritual sense has become stronger again?" Bai Zisheng said.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and said modestly:
"I''m a little stronger, I''m thirteen tattoos..."
Even Bai Zixi was stunned when she heard this.
Bai Zisheng even opened his mouth and said helplessly:
"If you continue like this, you will become a little monster..."
8th level of Qi refining, thirteen-stitched spiritual consciousness of foundation building...
Even among the ancestors of the Bai family, he had never seen such a record.
Bai Zixi''s eyes flashed slightly and she reminded: "Don''t say it out..."
Bai Zisheng also reacted and nodded:
"Yes, don''t say it out, otherwise some people will want to cut open your head and see what is inside... People''s hearts are very sinister."
Mo Hua was shocked and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah!"
Bai Zisheng wanted to say something else, and Bai Zixi said, "Leave here first."
There is no place to stay for a long time in the corpse mine.
She and her brother came here just to find the ink painting. Since they found the ink painting, they naturally had to leave as soon as possible.
"good!"
In the corpse mine, monks fight with zombies.
The sword has no eyes, the spells are dense, and the corpse poison is everywhere... There are even foundation building and iron corpses fighting.
Once affected, it is still very dangerous.
The three of them disappeared together and left the secret room.
Before leaving, Mo Hua thought about it and laid a fire array around the secret room, blew up the secret room, and shattered the entire altar and the coffin.
Even though I am not dead, I still have to destroy the "corpse" and destroy the traces.
Or, it is precisely because I am not dead that I have to "destroy the body and destroy the traces" just in case.
At the same time, the blank visualization picture was also taken away by the ink painting.
The ancestors and ancestors of the Zhang family in the visualization picture were all "eat" clean by ink paintings.
Now this picture is blank.
But Mo Hua thought this picture was very strange and could tolerate the Zhang family’s tribesmen who turned into evil thoughts after their death, manifested their bodies, and parasitized them in the picture.
This is obviously not something that ordinary objects of Taoism can do.
Ink paintings put the blank visualization pictures in it.
In the future, you will study it yourself, or ask a teacher.
…
The Dao Ting side was still attacking the Stone Hall, and the Taoist soldiers took the lead in rushing, while other monks covered them.
The corpse soldiers have restrained their ways and the threat is weakened.
Lu Chengyun used the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation to raise corpses and refine corpses, constantly replenish the source of corpses, and was exhausted with the Taoist soldiers.
There was a stalemate between the two sides, and the battle situation was in chaos in the stone palace.
Foundation-building monks, Qi Refining Taoist soldiers, iron corpses, and walking corpses, fighting together...
This situation cannot be solved by the three Qi-refining monks of Mo Hua for the time being.
The most urgent task is to get out of the corpse mine first and then make a long-term plan.
The three of them were invisible, detoured from the edge of the battlefield, and retreated outside the corpse mine.
Although he was very careful, the corpse mine was too messy, with many monks and more zombies. When he was not careful, he still exposed his feet and was discovered by the corpse cultivator.
Several corpse cultivators controlled an iron corpse and dozens of zombies, and besieged them.
Behind Bai Zisheng''s palace, he swung his spear to block the zombies.
Mo Hua and Bai Zixi were controlled by magic and sword energy respectively. The three of them were not in love with fighting, and they fought and retreated.
Later, other monks responded. After an hour of melee, they escaped from the corpse mine and retreated to a garrison outside.
In the cave, Yangjiashan, Young Master Yun, the skinny old man, middle-aged monks, and other monks were all inside to discuss the matter of extermination of corpses and mines.
On the way here, Mo Hua also asked clearly.
I knew it was the Daoting that ordered the corpse mines to be suppressed and the corpse kings to be wiped out, so so many monks gathered.
So it’s not surprising to see so many people.
A Taoist soldier brought the three men of Mo Hua to Yang Jishan.
Yang Jishan was obviously surprised to see Mo Hua when he knew Mo Hua''s identity.
He heard Bai Zisheng say that it was his "little junior brother", and he found out about the corpse mine and spread it.
Since he is a junior brother, he is naturally not very old.
But he would never have thought that he would be so young.
The white and tender face of Mo Hua still has a bit of childishness.
It looks not much bigger than those disciples in his family who have just entered the school to practice and enlightenment.
Can such a child be used by Lu Chengyun? Can he be locked in a corpse mine?
Can you also take the opportunity to find out the information and send it out from the heavily guarded corpse mine?
How did it be done?
Yang Jishan''s brow frowned into the word "Sichuan".
Other monks also had complicated expressions when they saw the ink paintings, and they didn''t know what to say.
In the cave, it was a little quiet for a moment...
But Mo Hua looked at Yang Jishan, looked around, and looked a little familiar, and couldn''t help but ask:
"Commander, do you know an uncle named Yang Jiyong?"
Yang Jishan was stunned, "Do you know my fifth brother?"
Mo Hua nodded, "I have a little friendship, Uncle Yang also let me have time to go to Yang''s house to play..."
Yang Jishan frowned and muttered the "ink painting" twice. Suddenly, his eyes lit up:
"Mo Hua! I think this name sounds very familiar. My fifth brother mentioned it to me a few years ago and said that he met a very talented little formation master..."
Very talented...
Yang Jishan thought about it again.
At that time, his fifth brother didn''t seem to be saying anything.
At that time, he looked serious and said seriously that he met a "very terrifying talent" small formation master...
When asked why he was terrified, he didn''t say it, but just said that he wanted to keep it secret.
Yang Jishan didn''t take it seriously.
Yang Jiyong and him, what good or bad can they tell about the formation? So at that time, he just listened to Yang Jiyong''s words casually and didn''t care.
When I arrived in Nanyue City, I heard the name of Mo Hua and felt it was a bit familiar.
Now that he heard that Yang Jiyong mentioned in the ink painting, he remembered it.
Yang Jishan''s attitude immediately became gentle.
He couldn''t tell whether the formation talent was good or bad, but he remembered that his fifth brother also said that when he met this small formation master, he would say thank you for him and treat him well, and it would be best to win over the Yang family.
His fifth brother has a bad temper and a little arrogant, but he is generous and loyal. There are not many people who can really be attracted by him.
This little monk can be praised by his fifth brother, and not to mention anything else, at least his mind is absolutely not bad.
What''s more, young and gentle is the formation master.
Even if the talent is not considered "terrifying", it is quite good.
He also took risks alone and found out the information about the corpse mine, which was even more helpful.
Yang Jishan immediately said cordially:
"I''ve gotten scared to you. I''ll ask someone to prepare some wine and spiritual flesh. You can eat and drink enough and have a good rest."
Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, commander!"
Yang Jishan waved his hand, "No need to be so disgusted. You are familiar with my fifth brother, just call me uncle."
Ink painting followed the flow of good deeds and shouted crisply:
"Uncle Yang!"
Yang Jishan nodded with a smile.
Everyone was confused when they saw it.
Why did you get into friendship before you even said a few words?
I came in and became "General Yang". If I had less than a cup of tea, I would become "Uncle Yang"...
Yang Jishan, who was originally square and serious, now looked like a spring breeze.
It seems to be so inconsistent and so inconsistent.
Who is this little monk?
Everyone whispered.
Yang Jishan said to Mo Hua: "You can go down and rest first. We have something to discuss here..."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Okay, then I won''t bother Uncle Yang."
Yang Jishan nodded slightly.
Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye.
Yang Jishan looked at Mo Hua with kind expression and left, then turned his head, looked at everyone and said:
“Let’s continue…”
There was a Taoist soldier who looked like a deputy commander, and then he continued:
"…The more zombies are refined, we don''t have enough manpower, one is rising and the other is growing... we can''t withstand consumption, we have to find a way to break the formation of ten thousand corpses..."
"Ten Thousand Corpse Formation?"
The ink painting that had just walked to the door, my ears stood up, and when I heard these three words, I couldn''t help but be stunned.
The deputy commander had already lowered his voice, but the Thirteen-patterned Ink Painting had a strong sense of spirituality, and his voice was not loud, but the Ink Painting still heard it.
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked:
"Uncle Yang, are you discussing the matter of the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation?"
Yang Jishan looked shocked and asked:
"Little brother, do you know the ''Ten Thousand Corpse Formation''?"
Mo Hua nodded.
Yang Jishan was stunned, and then he remembered that the information was sent by Mo Hua, and it was not surprising that he knew the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation.
"Then, this corpse formation... are you familiar with?"
Yang Jishan''s eyes were slightly brighter, and he asked with a certain expectation with a certain attitude.
Mo Hua hesitated a little and said slowly:
"It''s pretty... familiar."
What can he say...
I can''t say that the central array eye of the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation was drawn by him...
?Thanks for the rewards of Time Thieves, flinng, ChanSO, and rabbits on a small boat~
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(This chapter ends)