Chapter 552: The Dao Heart Demon


    Can you learn?


    Mo Hua thought about it and shook her head.


    No...


    The heart of Taoism is planted with demons... It sounds like the method of demons.


    You are a serious monk and cannot follow the wrong paths and learn the inappropriate magical teachings.


    What if you learn it, go to the devil, fall into the devil''s path, and become a little devil...


    "But if you can''t learn, can you study it?"


    Ink painting changed his mind and thought again.


    He remembered again that on the night he parted, Master’s instructions on the “spoken Taoist” to himself:


    "He has become a demon, and he is practicing the ''incredible'' art of Tao..."


    "He is indifferent and has extremely powerful means. He is also an extremely conceited person, but he is proficient in the art of spiritual thoughts and his use of spiritual consciousness is also at its peak..."


    "If you meet him in the future, be careful..."


    …


    If you encounter it in the future, be careful...


    Mo Hua frowned.


    Does Master’s words have other profound meanings?


    Did the master expect in advance, or calculate that he would meet a demonic Taoist, so he asked himself to be careful?


    How to beware?


    Mo Hua thought about it and said in uncertainty:


    “Know yourself and your enemy?”


    Only by understanding the Dao Heart-Generating Demons can one beware of the Dao Heart-Generating Demons.


    If you know nothing about the "Tao Heart Demon" and become his puppet in the future, you may not know it if you become a "teacher" in the future.


    Moreover, the master said that the demonic Taoist "uses spiritual consciousness to reach the pinnacle..."


    Even the master said that "to reach the pinnacle", the magical Taoist''s magical method must be perfect and terrible.


    You must take a good look at what you can learn.


    As for the right path and the devil path...


    Mo Hua touched her chin and thought carefully.


    The so-called righteousness and the so-called demon are all types of "Tao" and are the embodiment of the great way.


    Just like a formation.


    The evil formation and the righteous formation seem to be clearly distinguished, but their essence follows the basic principles and framework of the formation.


    However, the righteous formation is intended to understand the way of heaven and understand the essence of spiritual power operation.


    Evil formations are eager for quick success and instant benefits. In order to quickly achieve the formation and pursue the power of the formation, they use human blood as ink, human bones as the pin, skin and flesh as the medium, and blood sea of ??qi as the eyes.


    The existence and non-existence are mutually generated, difficulty and ease are mutually formed, and good and evil are also verified.


    Is it the same thing when the Taoist heart planted demons?


    Learn the method, understand the principles, and understand the way.


    Even if you cannot use the method of "Taoxin''s Demons", you can also learn from other things, understand the principles of using spiritual consciousness, and learn the method of using spiritual consciousness.


    At the very least, you can also know yourself and your enemy, and beware of your "teacher and uncle" harming yourself in the future.


    However, we must stick to the heart of Tao and not lose our original heart.


    It is easy to change the right from the right to the wrong, but it is difficult to change the right from the wrong to the right...


    Mo Huaqing couldn''t help but nodded.


    You cannot be bewitched by the "Tao Heart Demon".


    You can''t become a little devil!


    Mo Hua made up his mind and then began to follow the evil Taoist, styling his little head, peeping at how the evil Taoist used the "Dao Heart to Plant Demons", playing with people''s hearts, and slaughtering monks...


    The devil Taoist acts without restraint and kills all directions. The Taoist heart uses the demons frequently.


    After reading the ink paintings too much, combined with your understanding of the spiritual consciousness and the experience of killing the divine mind, you will have a rough understanding of the demons in the Taoist heart.


    This is a magical method that sounds ordinary, looks weird, thinks deeply, is terrible, and is actually used, and is cold and cruel, and is almost unsolvable.


    Blood and energy damage the skin and flesh.


    Spiritual power damages the meridians.


    And the demons that the Taoist heart hurt the spiritual consciousness itself.


    It is to turn one''s own consciousness into a demonic thought, and after it is divided, it will spread like a plague and stay in the sea of ??consciousness of others.


    It is similar to the sneaky one in the visualization diagram, but it is too strong.


    Sneaking parasitics, eating away at sea of ??consciousness, with many restrictions, and taking effect very slowly.


    But the Taoist heart planted demons and took effect very quickly. The monks who were "planted demons" by the demons would have a deep seed of demons in just a few breaths and could not extricate themselves.


    Sneaky is an invasion of external evil.


    The demons are more like polluting from the inside, directly turning the monk''s heart of Taoism into deterioration and demonization.


    It’s not the deceitful Taoist who dominates them.


    More like themselves, they can''t control their own demonic thoughts.


    It is obviously controlled by others, but it seems that you are doing things according to your own wishes and desires.


    Inside the heart of Tao, plant the devil''s thoughts...


    From this point of view, what is eroded and damaged by the Taoist heart is actually the Taoist heart!


    Mo Hua felt a little nervous in her heart, and then she looked at the demonic Taoist, and a trace of doubt appeared in her heart:


    "The mind of Taoism is planted with demons, and the thoughts of demons are differentiated... Where is the true ''devil Taoist'', or the original demonic thoughts of the demon Taoist?"


    "If you don''t kill that demonic thought, will the demonic Taoist not die?"


    "It is even possible that as long as you don''t erase all the demonic thoughts, even if you kill the original demonic thoughts, will the ''Strange Taoist'' not die?"


    "Then wouldn''t it really... immortal?!"


    Ink painting was shocked.


    My "master" seems to be much more terrifying than I thought...


    Ink painting changed his mind and thought:


    "Such a terrifying master and such a powerful demon of Taoism, you must study it carefully..."


    Mo Huaqing couldn''t help but clicked her little head, and then continued to sneak peek at the sly Taoist.


    But this time, he looked more detailed and found more things...


    First of all, the Taoist heart needs a medium to plant demons.


    Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, all six senses can be used as a medium.


    There are colors, sounds, smells, tastes, touches, and methods, and all the six dusts are the ways.


    Some of the monks who were "sowed by the Taoist heart" only glanced at the demonic Taoist; some listened to the demonic Taoist''s words;


    Some smell the **** smell of the evil Taoist in the air; some taste the blood of the evil Taoist;


    Some people also have beaten the evil Taoist, and have encountered the evil Taoist''s white flesh and slightly corrupted flesh, thus the Taoist heart is disintegrated and becomes a puppet.


    Therefore, you cannot see, hear, hear, touch, or even think.


    Otherwise, a medium of demons will be produced. Unconsciously, the sea of ??consciousness will be planted with the embryo of demons, becoming the soil for the breeding of demons, and thus die under the "Tao Heart Demon Planting"...


    The monks who died under the demons of the Taoist heart are also different.


    A monk with a low level can only take a look at it to make his mind dirty and kill each other.


    The miscellaneous fish demon cultivators along the way were all killed by their masters;


    Those with higher realm will be parasitic through close contact.


    For example, those more than twenty golden elixirs were killed before.


    It is because of the devil''s thoughts, wanting to become a "Taoist", and killing each other and dying;


    If the realm is higher, for example, the old man next to the Holy Son who sacrifices a bell, wears a blood robe, and holds a black magic sword, has a firm mind and high cultivation, which is difficult to deal with.


    Then the master had to speak.


    Use words to mess up your mind, break your mind’s defense, destroy your mind’s mind, and indulge your demonic desires.


    The old man couldn''t bear it, so he destroyed himself...


    What if, what if, have higher cultivation?


    With the demonic thoughts that Master is now parasitic, is there no way?


    Mo Hua thought about it, but couldn’t figure it out.


    The old man with blood robe in the late stage of Jindan was seen by Mo Hua. He died under the magic of Taoist heart and was the highest level of cultivator.


    He had never met his master and attacked a monk at a higher level.


    There is no reference, so it cannot be analyzed.


    But this is too far away from him, so I don’t have to worry about ink painting.


    The most urgent task is to start from the bottom and examples, and analyze the demons of the Taoist heart little by little.


    After reading it for a long time, the method of using the Dao Heart Demons gradually became familiar with the ink painting.


    Although the appearance is complex and unpredictable.


    But its essence is still the use of spiritual consciousness.


    The ink painting suddenly became clear, but it still vaguely felt that it had not crossed the threshold and had not truly understood the concept of the devil in the heart of Taoism.


    You should also read more, learn more, and think more...


    Every time a demonic Taoist uses the Taoist heart to plant a demon, killing a person, the ink painting’s understanding of the Taoist heart to plant a demon is more profound.


    The intrigue Taoist was unaware of anything at first.


    Until later, he planted demons with the heart of Taoism and killed several demon cultivators. When he found that Mo Hua was too quiet, he looked back and saw Mo Hua, with big eyes staring at him.


    It seems that while remembering something with your heart, calculating something, learning something, and summarizing something...


    At first, I thought about something, and then realized something, and finally my eyes became brighter and brighter...


    The dark pupils of the intrigue trembled and were completely shocked.


    This little thing...what is he learning secretly? ? !


    Study the Tao and plant the demon in the heart?


    Where did you pick up the junior brother, such a crazy little disciple? !


    The expression on the intriguing Taoist''s wooden face changed, and finally calmed down again.


    He didn''t say anything, but since then, he has become much more restrained. No longer kill people without restraint.


    The Taoist heart also uses it very restrainedly.


    Even if you use it, you can only use the simplest and most obvious magic technique.


    Mo Hua also discovered it, and when he moved his mind, he asked quietly:


    "Master, these demon cultivators are trying to attack Master. Don''t you kill them?"


    But the insidious Taoist looked indifferent and ignored him at all.


    Mo Hua sighed and understood in his heart that the demonic Taoist was guarding him.


    Hidden it and don’t let him see it!


    Mo Hua was a little unhappy and muttered in her heart, "Master is so stingy..."


    I didn''t let myself see it.


    He hasn''t understood yet...


    But there is nothing to do with ink painting.


    "If you don''t watch it, don''t watch it..."


    He could only write down the previous scene of the demon planting in the mind of Taoism one by one. When he was fine, he would think about it over and over again, carefully ponder it, and want to understand some methods of using spiritual consciousness, and learn some basics from the master who "attained the pinnacle" of the method of divine thought...


    …


    The two were still on the way to the mountain city.


    A few days later, one evening.


    Ink paintings followed the ink Taoist to a dilapidated temple.


    I don’t know what this temple is worshipped, but it has been disrepaired for a long time, and it is dilapidated, with doors and windows broken.


    And the insidious Taoist, for some reason, insisted on staying in this dilapidated temple.


    At night, the moon is cold.


    As the mountain wind passes, there is a cool breeze.


    Mo Hua drew a pair of warm fire arrays on the ground to roast the fire to keep warm. By the way, he put the wild sweet potatoes, wild sweet potatoes, and a few fish he had picked along the way on it to grill.


    As I was roasting, I heard a few footsteps.


    It seems that several people are walking into the dilapidated temple.


    At the same time, there were vague conversations:


    “…It’s better to go back…”


    “…Are you willing?”


    "no way…"


    "The situation is chaotic near Dali Mountain, and we can no longer stay. Besides, Young Master Yun cannot make any mistakes..."


    Master Yun?


    Ink painting was stunned.


    The voices of those people were also closer.


    The ink painting sounds a bit familiar, one is old, the other is middle-aged, and the other is young.


    It seems that he met Young Master Yun and the other three in Nanyue City.


    "Senior, don''t worry about me, I..."


    "What are you saying? Your father entrusts you to me for your care. Your life is gone, how can I explain to him..."


    "As far as I say, we may not be out of the chance..."


    This is the voice of the middle-aged monk.


    "Don''t you calculate it? You should turn bad luck into good luck..."


    "It''s because I know how to calculate that I don''t want to stay here."


    "I always feel frightened during these days. It seems that I will encounter some great disaster and cannot sleep day and night, so I want to leave..."


    "I''m leaving, the opportunity is gone..."


    "Don''t think about it. The real devil in this mountain hasn''t come yet..."


    "Isn''t our Daoting without great monks?"


    "Can this be the same? You..."


    As the three of them said, they walked into the dilapidated temple. As soon as they looked up, they saw Mo Hua and the two of them were stunned.


    The insidious Taoist sat in the shadows, with shadows that were not real.


    Ink painted a warm fire array and was roasted on fire. His little face was red by the fire, his mouth was stuffed with sweet potatoes, and his cheeks were bulging.


    The thin old man, Mo Hua, remembered that his surname was Wen. When he saw Mo Hua and he was surprised and suspicious, he bowed:


    "The old three people passed by this place and wanted to stay for a night to disturb you. Please forgive me!"


    After the skinny old man finished speaking, he looked at the ink painting and was a little confused.


    He always felt that the night was dark and the wind was high, the lights were broken into the temple, and the child was as if no one was roasting fire beside him, and he looked a little weird while eating.


    But at the same time, he felt that the ink painting was a bit familiar.


    It seems that I have seen it somewhere, and I should be very impressed.


    But I can''t remember it no matter how hard it is.


    Ink painting was also a little surprised.


    These three people didn''t recognize themselves.


    But it doesn’t matter. In this situation, it’s better to pretend not to know each other.


    Mo Hua didn''t say anything, so he nodded.


    The thin old man bowed his hand to thank him again, and the middle-aged monk sat down straight with a arrogant look on his face.


    On the contrary, Young Master Yun also looked at the ink painting in confusion, but after looking at it for a while, he still couldn''t recognize it. Finally, he bowed his hand to express his gratitude.


    I remember this Master Yun’s ink painting very clearly.


    The second-grade formation master is also thin-skinned and a little shy, but he is a good-hearted and enthusiastic, and he does not hide his own personalities in the formation.


    Friendship with me is also good.


    Mo Hua turned her head and secretly glanced at the Taoist, feeling a little worried.


    My "master" would not kill these people...


    He held the sweet potato and did not eat it. Instead, he looked at the demon Taoist attentively and found that his breath was stable, his color, sound, smell, taste, touch and magic were all in a restrained state, and there was no sign of using the Dao Heart Demon, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.


    Ink painting while it is hot, eat the sweet potatoes, and then turn the light of the warm fire array to a smaller size.


    The night became darker, and the figure of the intrigue Taoist was even darker.


    Ink painting nodded slightly.


    In this way, Young Master Yun and the others could no longer see the figure of "Master".


    On the other side, Young Master Yun and the other two found a clean place, sat on the ground, and began to whisper.


    It seems that I am afraid that the two outsiders of the Ink Painting will hear it, so my voice is very low and my words are obscure.


    Ink painting has extraordinary spiritual consciousness, and you can hear it a little, but it is also vague.


    It seemed that the skinny old man wanted to leave, but the middle-aged monk disagreed, and Young Master Yun was a little unsteady. He wanted to leave, but he was also thinking about something, and he was reluctant to let go.


    The middle-aged monk mocked the thin old man, "The older he is, the less courageous he is."


    The skinny old man said the opposite: "It is because of his timidity that he lives so old."


    He looked at the middle-aged monk and sneered, "You may not be able to live to this age of me..."


    The two of them had a brief argument for a while, and then talked about Daoting and the Demon Sect. They said a lot, which sounded very powerful, but Mo Hua had limited knowledge and was a name that they didn''t know.


    Like a venerable, a fairy, a rakshasa, a valley master, an ancestor, etc.


    What are the status and grudges of these people?


    They talked for a long time.


    Mo Hua didn''t know these people, and listened to these words. Most of them were trivial matters such as marriages from aristocratic families, family promotions, ancestor birthdays, and ancestor burials. They felt boring and wanted to take a nap.


    Half sleepy and half awake, Mo Hua suddenly heard them say:


    "What exactly does that person... have on him?"


    The ink painting shuddered and she woke up instantly.


    That person...


    What you mean is...Master?


    Ink painting looked up faintly.


    The thin old man looked solemn and wanted to speak but stopped.


    The middle-aged monk''s eyes flickered, "Do you really know?"


    The skinny old man was silent.


    The middle-aged monk said impatiently: "It''s time to come, what do you mean..."


    Young Master Yun was also a little curious.


    The thin old man struggled for a long time before sighing, "I... heard that, as long as you know, don''t tell anyone else..."


    The middle-aged monk promised, "Don''t worry."


    The skinny old man sighed and then continued:


    "The old leader of our lineage is proficient in derivation and calculation, and has a very old experience. Unfortunately, he has lost consciousness before his death and is slow to speak, so he has a little... without thinking..."


    The thin old man does not want to be disrespectful to his ancestors, so he said it very tactfully.


    "One day, he accidentally let out a word, and I happened to hear it..."


    "He said that the secret that man carries involves... Guixu Tianzang..."


    Guixu Sky Burial?


    What''s the meaning?


    Ink painting frowned.


    Suddenly, the breath around him changed. Mo Hua was stunned and turned to look at the evil Taoist, looking shocked.


    Under the dark night, the evil Taoist had opened his eyes, his pupils were deeper than the night, his breath fluctuated, and the six dusts also changed.


    He...had a murderous idea!


    ?I can’t write it today, so I’ll write more tomorrow.


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    (This chapter ends)