Chapter 547 Leaving the City
The soul-refining blood banner was closed down, and the surging demon sword swept under it.
Lishan City has become ruins.
Yesterday, the carved beams and painted roads were covered with ruins today, and the once magnificent magnificent place was only a mess.
Dabai pulled the car and walked in front.
Mo Hua and the younger brother, the younger sister and Aunt Xue followed behind. Following the group of monks from the Five Elements Sect, they left the Five Elements Sect, walked out of the mountain protection formation, and walked into the desolate Lishan City.
When Mo Hua saw the surrounding scenery, she realized that the entire Lishan City had been an empty shell, and many of the Xingshangers living in it were hidden magic cultivators.
There are not many serious monks.
When the disaster came, most of these monks were dead, injured or fled.
The monks of Shang Shang are not local monks.
Come on profit, and leave when the profit is over.
No one is willing to live and die with Lishan City, and no one cares about the survival of Lishan City.
The soilless flowers bloom prosperously and wither in a blink of an eye.
The prosperity of the mountain city, which is worth every inch of land, has ended, revealing the desolate true nature of the earth, stone and clay sculptures.
But ink painting doesn’t care about these.
He walked on the road and would occasionally look back, looking forward to seeing his master again when he turned back.
But in the end, I saw nothing.
Ink painting lowered his head sadly.
Bai Zisheng was also very sad and patted Mo Hua on the shoulder.
Bai Zixi held Mo Hua''s hand.
Aunt Xue''s eyes were surprised, but her expression was complicated, she sighed slightly, and she said nothing.
Everyone walked out of the city of Leshan.
The Great Elder and the elders of the Five Elements Sect took the lead and led the way ahead.
Although there is a sea of ??blood above my head, the sword energy is everywhere.
Lishan City was covered with blood red and demonic energy was everywhere.
But along the way, there was no wind or waves.
There are no demon cultivators, no murderous intentions, no dangers.
As Mr. Zhuang said, it is a road of life.
The elder was a little unbelievable, and felt relieved, and sighed in his heart:
"Mr. Zhuang is worthy of being a master. He has great kindness to me, the Five Elements School..."
As the group walked, in a while, the gate of Lishan City was in front of them.
After leaving the gate, he left Lishan City.
And he left this place of fault and a place of purgatory.
The Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he looked up, his breath suddenly lifted up again.
A coldness emerged in his heart.
In front of them, the city gate was suddenly wrapped in a sea of ??blood, blocking the way forward.
And above the city gate, at this moment, a group of strange monks were standing.
The one in the middle is wearing a black robe, with a childish face, and a deep and sinister look.
It is the Xuanmo Ancestor!
On both sides of him, there was an old man in a carries an evil sword box, a young man with a white face without beard, like a delicate and dead man, and a big man with fangs and a blood-red eyes.
Behind these people, there was a group of demonic cultivators with a strong evil spirit, at least above the foundation building.
The Great Elder''s eyes were frightened and his heart was broken.
All the monks of the Five Elements Sect were all bloodless.
Xuansan Ren smiled femininely, "Under the blood banner, the evil spirits and ghosts cannot be reborn, and even a remnant soul will not be left. How could I let you go?"
"The Daoting has been in strict control. I haven''t massacred the city for hundreds of years..."
"Today''s opportunity is rare, let me have a bad meal..."
…
The Great Elder''s heart is desolate.
The old demon in the feather realm!
The Five Elements Sect is over!
His face was miserable and was about to say something, but he saw the feminine smile on Xuansan''s face gradually fading away. He seemed to have seen something, and his expression was solemn.
The elder followed Xuansanren''s gaze and saw an old man sitting on a roof not far from the west, with a pale face and a dead tree.
It is the unfathomable old man next to Mr. Zhuang who is called "Pu Lao".
A hint of hope arose in the heart of the Great Elder.
Xuansanren looked at the old man with a heavy face and bowed:
"Who is the master?"
Old Kuang looked at him lightly, "You are not worthy of knowing. I will spare you, get out."
Xuansan Ren was extremely angry and sneered, and then he wanted to take action. Suddenly he was stunned, as if he was thinking of something, his expression changed drastically, and he said in a lost voice:
"Who are you…"
Old Puppet''s eyes were cold and fierce.
Xuansan people quickly shut up, frightened and dared not speak.
He suppressed the fear in his heart, his face trembled, bowed to Kuang Lao, and his figure gradually faded from above the city gate and then disappeared.
The demon cultivators behind Xuansanren were also shocked and shocked:
"What is this old man''s identity?"
"Even Xuansan people should give in to three points?"
But they didn''t dare to ask.
Be afraid of being rude and offending this mysterious old man, and also afraid of being improper, which would cause Xuansanren''s bad intentions.
The Xuansan people dared not stop them, and they dared not, so the demon cultivators had to retreat.
The demon cultivators retreated one after another.
The elder breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the old Puppet, and bowed from afar.
All the monks of the Five Elements Sect also looked solemn and saluted the Puppet Old Man.
Puppet old fingers lightly, and a pitch-black fireball flew out.
The gate of Lishan City was shattered, the demonic energy was burned to pieces, the blood banner burned a big gap, and the sea of ??blood seemed to be torn apart, revealing a hole.
"Walk."
Mr. Kuang said this word and continued to close his eyes and rest.
The Great Elder was grateful and bowed from afar. Then he looked back, waved his hand, and walked along the hole opened by the Puppet Sect and walked out of the mountain city with everyone from the Five Elements Sect...
Mo Hua also looked at Kuang Lao and couldn''t help but murmur:
“Grandpa Puppet…”
Old Kuai seemed to hear Mo Hua''s voice, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mo Hua''s eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This is the first time Mo Hua has seen Puppet Laoxiao.
Like a puppet''s smile.
Although it is stiff and somewhat inconsistent, it is very gentle.
The hoarse and kind voice of Pu Lao also sounded in Mo Hua''s ears:
"I''ll send you there..."
Mo Hua''s nose felt sour, and she waved her hand vigorously, saying goodbye to Pu Lao.
Old Kuang "smiled" again, and then said softly: "Let''s go..."
"Um!"
Mo Hua nodded, looked at Kuang Lao again, then he reluctantly looked away and walked out of the city.
Mr. Kuai looked at Mo Hua''s small back and felt a little regretful.
What a pity...
I can''t eat the pine nuts that the child cooked for himself...
There is no chance, so I will give him some advice on magic and play chess together again...
Then he laughed at himself:
"My heart of Tao has also been shaken..."
Old Kuang shook his head, closed his eyes again, and sat up wither.
…
And Mo Hua kept walking, walking through the city gate, leaving Lishan City, and leaving Lishan City, which was shrouded in the sea of ??blood, full of demonic energy, danger and murderous intent.
He also left, Lishan City where the master is located...
When looking back at the ink painting.
The soul refining blood banner, after the sacrifice and refining, has completely covered the entire Lishan City.
What caught my eye was the vast sea of ??blood, the hideous demon sword, and the **** sword energy everywhere.
Mo Hua remembered all this in her heart, her eyes slightly cold.
"Dare to plot against Master..."
One day, I will kill all of you evil demons, tore up the soul banner, pound the demon sword, crush all the secrets and causes and effects of the demon path...
What is the ancestor of the mysterious demon, what is the golden elixir demon cultivator, what is the treasure of the demonic path...
You all wait for me...
…
At this time, Xuansanren in Lishan City had just come back to his senses from the shock of Puppet Old, and suddenly felt palpitations again.
He immediately took out a white bone compass from his arms.
In the compass, there is a lock sealed with black blood, engraved with ancient formation patterns, and a demon eye is embedded in the center. The demon eye is fierce and blinks constantly.
This is the ultimate treasure of the devil''s cause and effect: the secret lock of the secret of the underworld.
Xuansanren frowned:
"Is this Tianji Lock trembling just now?"
"What''s the meaning?"
"What is it afraid of?"
"What''s worth it''s afraid of?"
Xuansanren bit his finger and wiped it through his forehead, leaving a blood mark, which squirmed on his own, and Xuansanren''s spiritual consciousness became more and more sensitive.
He pinched his hands and thought carefully, but after a while, he still looked confused.
Nothing can be calculated...
A mystery.
But vaguely, there seemed to be a trace of evil sign.
It’s like I accidentally put a bunch of fish fry into the river. But there seems to be a young and fierce "crocodile" in this fry.
But if you look closely, the rivers are vast and the waves are slim and the waves are slim and you can’t see anything.
Xuan Sanren was stunned and then shook his head, "Is it an illusion..."
Nothing so coincidental...
…
There are turntables dozens of miles away from the mountain city.
The people from the Ink Painting and the Five Elements School are going to part ways here.
The elder looked at the ink painting, with a complicated expression.
The true inheritance of the Five Elements Sect is in this child.
The future blessings of the Five Elements School may also be with this child.
Although he did not know what the true inheritance of the Five Elements Sect was, nor what the future blessings of the Five Elements Sect would be, this was what Mr. Zhuang told him, and he could only believe it.
But...
It is hard to say whether the Five Elements School will have this blessing in the future...
The sect suffered this disaster and people''s hearts were disintegrated.
In the future, they will also live a life of living under others, and it will be unpleasant.
These disciples will probably leave one by one.
How many people will stay in the end, it is hard to say.
Maybe it''s better to be alive, after all, he is also a Jindan monk, but a hundred years later, if he dies, there will be no successor to the Five Elements Sect, will he be obscured in the history of the world of cultivation...
The elder sighed, worried.
He looked at the ink painting and bowed his hand to say goodbye: "Sir, take care of it!"
Mo Hua also politely said, "Great Elder, take care of yourself!"
"I hope there will be a day of goodbye..."
The elder sighed in his heart, then bowed to Mo Hua, and took the people of the Five Elements Sect to embark on a road with uncertain future...
…
And ink painting is heading for another path.
This is a wide mountain road.
Dabai pulled the cart and saw that Mo Hua seemed to be in a bad mood. He used his head intimately and rubbed Mo Hua, as if he wanted to comfort Mo Hua.
Mo Hua also hugged Dabai, but his expression was still a little depressed.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were also a little sad.
As he walked, Bai Zisheng suddenly asked Aunt Xue: "Aunt Xue, can you find your mother and ask her to save her master?"
Aunt Xue said bitterly: "The things involved in people of Mr. Zhuang''s level are not something we can interfere with..."
"Even if it''s a wife, she is powerless to change many things."
What''s more, Mrs.... she is also planning to Mr. Zhuang...
Aunt Xue didn''t say this clearly.
Bai Zisheng was a little unhappy.
Bai Zixi said, "Aunt Xue, where are we going now?"
Aunt Xue pondered, "Let me see you first, my wife is also concerned about your safety. After that, I should go back to the Bai family..."
"Go back to Bai''s house..."
Bai Zixi murmured, unable to help but look at the ink painting.
Bai Zisheng suddenly remembered something, and his loneliness faded away, looked at the ink painting and asked:
"Junior brother, do you want to go back to the Bai family with us?"
"Bai Family?" Mo Hua was stunned.
"Yeah." Bai Zisheng nodded, "You go to the Bai family with me, I will protect you. You don''t have to worry about practicing or something. There are all kinds of inheritance and formations..."
"Although it''s far less than the master, it''s also very good."
Ink painting is silent.
He turned around and looked at Lishan City.
He still wants to meet his master.
Not visible...
Jindan, feathering...
He cannot participate in this level of cultivation at all.
He is just refining qi...
Mo Hua sighed in disappointment, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want to go back to Tongxian City and see my parents..."
He has been away from home for a long time and wants to go back and take a look.
"It''s okay," Bai Zisheng nodded, "I also want to go back and see Uncle Mo and Aunt Liu, and then, you go to the Bai family with me..."
"You have such a high understanding and have such a good learning of formations. Even in the Bai family, no one dares to underestimate you..."
Mo Hua was a little hesitant, "But, this is not very good..."
He is not from the Bai family...
Bai Zisheng had a stern face, "What''s wrong with it? You are my junior brother and I am a family. I, as a senior brother, should naturally take care of you!"
"When you arrive at the Bai family, whoever looks down on you is looking down on me! Whoever bullies you is bullying me! I will knock his front teeth off!"
Mo Hua was moved, but she still shook her head.
Bai Zisheng said, "No hurry, think about it slowly."
Bai Zixi also looked at Mo Hua, and his voice was crisp but decisive:
"When I arrived at the Bai family, no one dared to bully you!"
Mo Hua was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior sister..."
The smile of the ink painting is like a clear spring, clean and clear, flowing through the heart warmly.
Bai Zixi slightly looked away.
Aunt Xue saw them all together, and there was both comfort and tenderness in her eyes, and she felt a little reluctant.
Some are beautiful, simple and clean.
But this world of cultivation is cold and cruel...
Mo Hua still shook her head, "I''ll go back to see my parents first, and then talk about it later..."
He hasn''t thought about what happened next.
If he wants to build a foundation, he must solve the mystery and heaven formation.
This formation is difficult to solve.
It may be one or two years, or it may take 10 or 20 years...
But no matter what, he had to untie the formation, and then step by step, as the master said, cultivate his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, and use his supreme spiritual consciousness to attain the great way!
This process is definitely difficult and hard.
There are many secrets in him...
Although he couldn''t bear to part with his senior brother and senior sister, the Bai family... might not be a good place...
…
Dalishanzhou has a large boundary.
After leaving Lishan City, there are the rolling Dali Mountains, with mountains and winding mountain paths.
Mo Hua and his group were walking among the mountain roads, and they were getting further and further away from the mountain city.
The mountains are like jade, and the clouds are steaming.
The magnificent mountain scenery dilutes the sorrow of parting, but leaves endless melancholy.
The three of them were all feeling a little empty in their hearts.
After leaving for a few days, Aunt Xue frowned.
Bai Zisheng asked, "Aunt Xue, what''s wrong?"
Aunt Xue pondered for a moment, shook her head and said, "Nothing?"
After another five or six days of travel, Aunt Xue''s expression became more and more serious.
This time, several people realized something was wrong.
Bai Zixi said, "Aunt Xue, what happened?"
Aunt Xue hesitated for a moment and said truthfully:
"Ten days ago, I sent a letter to my wife through a jade slip to explain the whole story, but for so many days, the news has not been spread. It seems that not only Lishan City, but the entire Dalishan Mountain has been blocked from the secrets and isolated from the news..."
The few people looked a little solemn.
Mo Hua looked up and felt that the sky was hazy. He could see the sky, but he could not "see" the original sky.
It seemed like something was blocking.
"Aunt Xue, what is covering the sky?" Mo Hua asked.
Aunt Xue frowned and said, "Maybe it...the secret lock of the Ming Dao Tianji..."
"Tianji Lock?"
"Yeah." Aunt Xue nodded, "The Heavenly Secret Lock is a kind of Heavenly Secret magic weapon that can cover up the Heavenly Secret, lock in cause and effect, and even isolate the news, so that other monks cannot see, detect, or calculate..."
"The righteous path has magic weapons like the Heavenly Secret Lock, and the demon path also has it."
"However, if you can block the secrets of heaven on such a large scale and isolate the entire Dali Mountain, this magic weapon must be extraordinary. It is very likely that it is one of the most treasures of the Demonic Dao, the Dao Tianji Lock..."
"The most treasure of the devil''s way, the secret lock of the secret of the underworld..."
Mo Hua nodded and silently remembered the name.
"What should I do now?" Bai Zisheng asked.
"Let''s go out first, leave Dali Mountain..."
Aunt Xue frowned, but her expression was still very serious.
After leaving for a few more days, just as the few people were about to leave Dali Mountain, a group of monks suddenly appeared in front of them.
These monks appeared without warning, but they seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.
They were wearing black clothes and blood clothes, and they looked different.
There are skinny Taoist priests with half of their faces with burn marks, fat heads with smiles and unable to open their eyes, and charming female cultivators with lips as blood and fangs exposed, and corpse-drivers carrying corpses...
These ten people have evil and thick auras, but are restrained.
All of them are magic cultivators in the Golden Pill Stage!
Among the crowd, the only thing Mo Hua knew was a late-stage foundation-building monk wearing a golden crown and a five-color Taoist robe.
It is also Liao Tiande, the original leader of the Five Elements Sect.
He was once the leader, but now he is servile and smiles flatteringly.
Liao Tiande pointed to the men of Mo Hua and said to a young man wearing a blood-colored costume, with an extremely handsome appearance, with a strange blood mark between his eyebrows:
"Social Son, these people are Mr. Zhuang''s personal disciples..."
(This chapter ends)