Chapter 551 Traveling with each other
The sun is rising.
In the mountains and fields with green mountains and clear waters.
The sky is blue and high, and the mountains and forests are as lush as screens.
The stream flows.
Two figures walked one after another.
The person in front of him was tall and thin, wearing a ill-fitting Taoist robe, with blood-stained movements, and his movements were stiff and weird, like a doll holding a thread.
The person behind is small in shape, with picturesque eyebrows and light steps.
These two people are the intrigue Taoist and the ink painting.
They have been walking for a night and have left for an early morning.
The foolish Taoist walked slowly and seemed to be in a hurry.
There is no way for ink painting, so I can only follow him at his pace and follow him slowly.
The person he followed was a treacherous Taoist...
The insidious Taoist is cruel and treacherous.
Deeply scheming and good at bewitching people’s hearts.
The great demon Feng Feng of Tongxian City and the Taoist corpse king in Nanyue City are all planned by the intrigue Taoist.
And just twenty golden elixir demon cultivators were killed by him as "sowed demons" and were killed.
Mo Hua followed him, feeling nervous and nervous at first.
But after walking for a long time and night, I became numb, felt relieved, and gradually got used to it.
He thought about it and felt that he should be safe for the time being.
Although he did not know the intention of the foolish Taoist, since he wanted to take him to see his master, he would definitely not kill him before seeing him.
Moreover, you should not "plant demons" to yourself.
Once the "Dao Heart Plants Demon", the master will definitely see that he is no longer his little disciple, and the demonic Taoist will have no handle.
Ink painting breathed lightly.
At least before meeting the master, I should be "intact".
As for the future, it''s hard to say...
But let’s talk about it first.
Mo Hua sighed again.
He also wanted to see his master again, otherwise he would be afraid that he would never see his master in his life...
But he didn''t know what secret his master was carrying, how many people and forces were calculating his master.
Now the Demon Cult has set up a killing game.
All the ancestors in the Yuhua Realm took action.
The golden elixir that once was unattainable, now is like leeks, emerging everywhere.
His "master" was a slanderous Taoist, who planted demons with the heart of Taoism, and cut more than twenty of them in one crop.
In this situation, foundation building is also an ant.
Not to mention, I have been refining my own little energy.
Now that Dalishan is full of demon cultivators, with his own ability, he cannot return to Lishan City, cannot break the soul refining banner, cannot enter the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation, and cannot see his master.
Only by following the intrigue Taoist can you get in.
Ink painting nodded slightly.
The demon Taoist wanted him to lead the way and went to find his master.
He also wanted this master to "protect" him and go back to see his master.
Although my uncle will kill himself.
But at present, as long as you follow him, no one else can kill him.
After all, he is a "Taoist" of the Demon Sect who can make a debut...
I thought of seeing my master again.
The pace of ink painting has also become much lighter.
The intrigue Taoist walking in front of him had a slightly condensed look.
He didn''t know what Mo Hua was thinking.
At the beginning, he looked a little nervous.
But after walking for a while, he seemed to have figured out something, and followed him with a relaxed look on his face.
It''s like...is he visiting me?
This little devil... is so brave...
Don’t he know who he is?
The insidious Taoist did not speak, but still walked in front of him.
Mo Hua followed behind her with her little hands on her back.
As I walked, the ink painting felt a little bored.
He is a "master" limping and walking too slowly...
In this way, you will get the year of the monkey and horses.
Mo Hua wanted to ask, but she didn''t dare to ask, for fear of making her uncle angry.
But after walking for a while, he finally couldn''t help it, so he walked closer and asked in a low voice:
"Master, are you not in a hurry?"
"You are leaving a little slower..."
"If this continues, my master will be caught by those demons..."
"Don''t you go quickly?"
…
The fiendish Taoist stagnated, but he did not answer, but continued to move forward.
Seeing that he didn''t respond, but was not angry, Mo Hua felt relieved and became a little bolder.
"I guess I didn''t ask the point, so my master disdained to answer..."
Ink Painting picked some other questions:
"Master, what do you want to do when you go to find Master?"
"Master, do you have a bad relationship with your master?"
"Master, aren''t Taoists very powerful?"
"Master, will you definitely die if you see the demon seed of the Taoist heart seed?"
“Master…”
…
Ink paintings are nagging, and they are like little talkative, and they keep talking.
The insidious Taoist finally couldn''t help it, so he stopped, turned his head, and looked at Mo Hua with his dark pupils.
Mo Hua immediately shut up honestly.
After that, I had nothing to say and passed by a small mountain village.
The mountain village is sparsely populated, and on weekdays, they should be living here by poor scattered cultivators, who make a living by plantings. They are relatively remote and do not be disturbed.
There is a small noodle restaurant on the right side of the road.
Between the green mountains and clear waters, the fragrance of the noodles wafted out.
The ink painting stopped.
The foolish Taoist walked away and found Mo Hua stopped, turned his head, looking at him with an empty and cold look.
"I''m hungry and can''t walk..." Mo Hua said truthfully.
He has been walking for a day and a night.
He is not a physical cultivation and his physical strength is weak. He was originally nervous, so he didn''t feel tired all the way.
Now that I think about it, I smell the fragrance again, and I feel hungry and can no longer walk.
The intriguing Taoist looked at the ink painting and his expression became complicated.
Kill... you can''t kill yet...
The Taoist heart can not plant the demon...
He can''t walk...
The insidious Taoist stood for a long time, and he clearly had no expression or movement, but he seemed to sigh, so he turned around and began to walk towards the small noodle shop.
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and he immediately followed with a smile.
The small noodle restaurant was opened by two qi-refining couples.
They have a low level and open a noodle shop along the way to make a living by themselves.
The ink painting has been scanned with spiritual consciousness before. This is indeed just an ordinary noodle shop, and this couple is just an ordinary monk.
There are a few diners, most of whom are casual cultivators nearby, and nothing unusual.
Mo Hua and the two entered the door.
The shop with a simple face and wearing coarse cloth clothes came up and asked enthusiastically:
"Two distinguished guests, what should I eat?"
After he finished speaking, he was about to take a look at the demonic Taoist.
Mo Hua hurriedly walked forward, waved his hand, attracted his attention, preventing him from looking at the foolish Taoist, and then took out two spirit stones, with a crisp voice:
"Two bowls of noodles, hurry up!"
The ink painting has been calculated.
The spirit stones to eat noodles are given by yourself.
It should be impossible for my uncle to invite him...
He didn''t dare to ask his uncle to invite him...
Master and uncle are moody.
If he really makes him angry, he will be a demon in his heart and kill all the people in this small shop. That is his own sin.
The shopkeeper looked happy when he saw the spirit stone, but he was a little worried:
"Little brother, two spirit stones are a bit too many, don''t have so many two bowls of noodles..."
"It''s okay..." Mo Hua waved his hand, "Just put more dishes."
The store owner then looked happy and agreed with great gratitude.
Mo Hua looked at the shop owner''s expression and felt a little emotional.
Two spirit stones are nothing to him now, but for these low-level casual cultivators, it is likely that they will earn a whole day of income...
In this world, there are people who have tens of millions of spiritual stones and spend too much money.
There are also people who are "focusing" every day and are living carefully...
Mo Hua sighed.
The intriguing Taoist looked slightly moved and looked at Mo Hua in surprise.
After that, the two took the seat.
There are also a few diners in the store.
Mo Hua specially chose a remote corner, and even used her small body to block the demonic Taoist, so that the demonic Taoist would not see others, nor would others see the demonic Taoist. The insidious Taoist looked indifferent and seemed to care.
These casual cultivators are just ants, and he doesn''t care about them.
After a while, the store brought the noodles.
The noodles were very sufficient, the dishes were very sufficient, and there were even two slices of meat on it.
It looks not spiritual flesh, but a bit like the meat of a monster. It has a bit fishy smell, but it is not too heavy. It is not stewed too much, but it can also be eaten.
What you do with your mother is definitely not comparable.
But the taste is also good, the noodles are very fragrant, and the soup is very strong.
Mo Hua has never been picky about food, and he is too hungry, so he holds a big bowl and **** and eats steaming noodles.
After eating for a while, he raised his head and found that the demonic Taoist did not move his chopsticks at all.
Mo Hua thought while eating noodles...
His "master" is a demon who uses other people''s bodies to plant a demon in the heart of Taoism. He should be considered a "dead person" now.
Of course, dead people don’t need to eat.
Mo Hua frowned and began to think about other issues...
Master…Where did you parasitize before?
Did he come after the master''s traces all the way?
When did he start to calculate the position of his master and then start to make arrangements?
besides…
The opportunity for him to appear in Dalishan before was a coincidence...
When did he calculate the traces of his junior brother and senior sister?
Mo Hua ate a few bites of noodles, but still couldn''t help it. He quietly glanced at the Taoist Taoist and whispered:
“Master…”
"You were in Dalishan before, have you been by the side?"
"Then watch the Holy Son surrounding us."
"You can only take action when the junior sister, and the younger brother and others break the immortal talisman of life without the power to protect yourself..."
"Are you, you can''t help with the immortal talisman?"
…
Mo Hua nodded while saying that, feeling that his calculations were reasonable.
The intrigue Taoist finally couldn''t help it. He looked at Mo Hua with dark eyes and said the first sentence along the way:
“Eat noodles…”
His voice was plain and cold, and he seemed a little unhappy...
"oh."
Mo Hua bowed her head honestly and ate the noodles in the bowl.
Until I finished eating the noodles in the bowl, Mo Hua didn''t say anything anymore.
Then he raised his head, looked at the Jingtaoist, and couldn''t help but look at the bowl of noodles in front of the Jingtaoist, and licked his lips.
A porridge and rice should be thought of as hard as possible.
Not wasted.
Mo Hua silently stretched out his little hand, brought the face of the evil Taoist to himself, and then buried his head and ate it...
The original treacherous Taoist''s face froze for a moment.
His dark eyes looked at Mo Hua, a little unbelievable...
…
After eating two bowls of noodles, they set off again.
The ink painting was a little overeating, and his belly was round, so he walked in front and walked around to digest food.
The intrigue Taoist walked behind and looked at Mo Hua''s back in confusion.
This little thing...is very strange...
He couldn''t see through it.
It seems that my junior brother has set up some means, hidden secrets, and concealed the cause and effect...
Junior brother...what secret is hidden in this child?
What kind of cause and effect has been hidden?
Moreover, I hid this child so deeply and covered so strictly, and I didn’t let myself know at all...
If he hadn''t stood up, he wouldn''t even realize that he had accepted his junior brother, such a little apprentice...
The intrigue Taoist looked at the ink painting again and couldn''t help but frown.
The spiritual roots are very poor and the physical body is extremely poor.
There is no special bloodline either.
The spiritual consciousness... Although it is a hazy and difficult to peek, it is barely good.
Apart from that, he is just a quirky person and he is indeed a bit...
Unexpectedly...
What does the junior brother value for such qualifications?
In addition, the most strange thing is...
He always felt that the aura of this child was both strange and familiar...
It was obviously my first time meeting, but it seemed that I had already had a lot of dealings with him and had a lot of cause and effect...
The empty eyes of the demonic Taoist flashed a trace of confusion.
What kind of dealings can I have with this young cultivator who only has the Qi Refining Realm?
What kind of cause and effect can there be?
The intriguing Taoist looked at the ink painting, and his pupils became a little darker again.
“It doesn’t matter…”
"When I see my junior brother, I will understand everything..."
…
The two of them were still walking on the road outside the mountain city.
The two walked very slowly, but they were also step by step, approaching the mountain city little by little.
The closer you get to Leshan City, the heavier the demonic energy.
And outside the mountain city, there are almost no local monks.
Most of them are magic cultivators.
In addition, there are some very handsome monks from various aristocratic families and sects in the Taoist court.
These monks must also be from other places.
It is even possible that it came directly from Daozhou where the central Daoting is located.
There are many people and the realm is very high.
Either building the foundation or the golden elixir, there is no one to refine qi.
The entire Dali Mountain seemed to have become a chess game, and all the monks who are still here are chess pieces.
Ink painting couldn''t help but frown.
"Is the secret in Master really that big?"
What do they want to get from Master?
Mo Hua shook her head.
He didn''t know anything about this.
He also remembered the master’s advice:
"As a teacher... there are great opportunities and even shocking secrets... But these cannot be passed on to you, let alone told you."
"If you pass it on to you, it will bring you a huge disaster."
"Even if you just know, you will be affected by cause and effect."
"So you can''t know anything, and don''t know anything..."
If you don’t know, don’t know.
Just see the master...
Mo Hua said silently in her heart.
But after getting close to the mountain city, the road was not peaceful.
The monks on the periphery are quite restrained.
And the closer you get, the more murderous intent you are.
The ink painting followed the intrigue Taoist, and it was within sight of the sight, and there were countless monks who died and injured in battle.
On the surface, most of them are Taoist monks fighting with the monks of the Demon Cult.
In the back, there are also demon sects who kill each other with **** and cruel means.
Even on the Daoting side, some people took the opportunity to murder each other for the sake of interests or past grudges.
After killing someone, they will also forge the scene and blame the demon cultivator.
This is a scene he has never seen before.
It is Zheng, the demon is the demon, but at this moment, Zheng and the demon seem to be no different...
Mo Hua looked at him and shook her head.
Human heart is indeed very complicated...
And his own situation became subtle.
Because he followed the foolish Taoist.
The aura of the demonic Taoist is gloomy and weird. You don’t need to see it and you know it’s a demon cultivator.
Mo Hua is a child. Although he looks innocent and innocent, he walks with a strange Taoist in this **** and storm, and it looks abnormal at first glance.
Almost no one knew Mo Hua from all the righteous and demonic forces present.
Just a little Qi-refining monk.
No one cares about his good and evil, no one cares about his position, and no one cares about his life and death.
So along the way, people wanted to kill Mo Hua every now and then.
The right way is good, but after all, I will follow some rules and will not kill easily.
But the devil''s way is different.
Some people saw that the ink painting was white and tender, but wanted to eat the ink painting;
Some people see that something is wrong with the ink painting and want to get rid of it quickly;
You saw that the ink painting was a boy and wanted to use him to refine elixirs;
There is even a shameless female demon cultivator who saw that the ink painting was pretty and cute, and wanted to pick and replenish the ink painting...
As soon as this came, Mo Hua immediately hid behind the evil Taoist and asked his master for "support".
And the intrigue Taoist comes without any hesitation.
Any monk who dares to stand in front of him, regardless of good or evil, will be destroyed by his Taoist heart, or commit suicide or kill each other...
Mo Hua hid behind and watched.
These scenes may be a bit **** and cruel.
But he was born as a demon hunter. He has seen many **** scenes of demon hunting, so he is not afraid of them.
Mo Hua looked at the demonic Taoist, standing in the wind, her eyes dark and cold. Without moving a finger, she played with these vicious or powerful demon cultivators until they died and slaughtered them all...
No matter how many times I read it, the ink painting was very shocking.
But as he looked, he couldn''t help but have a question:
"This Taoist heart-selves demon is so powerful..."
“Can I learn?”
?ThanSO, Sanqing, Uncle Lei, Chen Ge, Erting Weixu, Burning Fishbone, Basa, Guoguo from overseas, Xiaoshang who divides the cake, and zsytssk for the rewards~
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(This chapter ends)