Chapter 657 First Year
Fire Buddha''s face was bloodless.
His chest was opened.
But its cultivation level is at the peak of foundation building after all, and it abandons human form, its body is like a demon, and its flesh and blood can be regenerated.
Its black and broken chest, flesh and blood, began to heal slowly again.
Just the next moment, Fire Buddha''s pupils shrank slightly.
Its flesh and blood, halfway through the wriggling, was completely silent and could not heal.
It seems that it is the fire spiritual power that has been fusion, the vitality that has been completely destroyed, and the evil power on it is also burned to death from the level of "spiritual power".
Fire Buddha''s pupils shook violently.
"What kind of spell is this?"
At the same time, the faint flame generated by the fusion small fireball completely dissipated.
Two evil weapons "heart" were exposed in the chest of Fire Buddha.
This is the core of the Fire Buddha''s Forbidden Technique, and it is also nourished by him. The embryo of the natal magic weapon is the basis for his promotion to the Golden Elixir.
These two hearts are extremely precious evil weapons.
But now, these two hearts were knocked dark and dull by the unknown terrible spell.
Even if it trembles, it is weak.
Fire Buddha was extremely frightened.
If you do not replenish your flesh and blood, and nourish two magic weapon embryos, you will not only break through the golden elixir in this life, but you may even die in this Qingcheng Mountain.
The Fire Buddha''s palms were trembling and he wanted to take out the pills again...
At this moment, from the shock brought by the incredible spell just now, Gu Changhuai, who came to his senses, had quick eyes and hands, and used all the remaining spiritual power to immediately make up for two wind blades.
These two wind blades followed the hole that was broken by the ink painting and took the heart of the Buddha Fire, hitting one of the dim evil weapons.
The huge spiritual energy generated by the collapse of the magic method and the fusion of spiritual power, and the heart of the evil weapon, which was on the verge of shattering, was finally overwhelmed. With a "creak", several cracks emerged.
Then there were more and more cracks.
Until completely broken...
The Fire Buddha''s elixir was still in his hand, and his expression was a little unbelievable.
After a moment, the horror on his face dissipated.
The face became more compassionate again.
Even a hint of confusion and relief.
He tried his best to look back and finally looked at the ink painting.
"So... I will really... die at the hands of this little devil..."
Then his eyes slowly closed.
The heart of the evil weapon that has lost its balance collapses irreversibly.
The evil power is out of control and goes against the flesh and blood meridians.
The entire body of the Fire Buddha was filled with evil fire, and he was burning himself, his flesh and blood were expanding and deforming...
Gu Changhuai''s pupils shook and his heart sank.
Evil power is out of control, and flesh and blood self-explosion? !
not good!
In the flash of lightning, Gu Changhuai looked at the ink painting behind the Buddha, and said "tsk" in disgust. His figure flashed, and came to Mohua and threw Mohua to the ground.
Mo Hua felt that he was protected by a "big meat shield".
Then a deafening explosion sounded in my ears.
The sound waves are violent, and the spiritual power is fluctuating and violent.
The self-exploding evil fire, with powerful destructive power, spread out instantly like a surging fire tide.
Trees become ashes, and mountains turn into powder.
The ground was charred.
I don’t know how long it took, the explosion subsided.
Mo Hua opened her eyes only then.
He found that the valley had been blown up and was bare.
But all the injuries were borne by Uncle Gu...
I am fine.
Mo Hua shook Gu Changhuai and found that Gu Changhuai had fainted, so he didn''t respond no matter how he shook him.
Mo Hua barely got up and saw Gu Changhuai''s back with scars and blood flowing. He was shocked.
"Uncle Gu!"
Mo Hua said anxiously.
"Uncle Gu, you won''t die, are you?"
"Uncle Gu, you are a golden elixir after all..."
"Uncle Gu, you are not so useless, right!"
"Uncle Gu, be more enthusiastic..."
Gu Changhuai finally made some noise. His breath was faint and his voice was low, but he still gritted his teeth and said to Mo Hua:
"Shut up!"
If you continue, you will be angry to death by this kid if you are not dead!
Ink painting breathed a sigh of relief.
Not dead!
It’s okay if you have a breath.
He immediately started to flip through his storage bag, but as he flipped through it, he remembered that there was no good product in his hand.
Mo Hua began to turn Gu Changhuai''s storage bag again.
Gu Changhuai is the young master of the Gu family, the Daoting Department, and the Jindan monk. There should be top-grade elixirs in the storage bag.
After reading the Mo Hua for a while, he took out a pile of bottles and jars from Gu Changhuai''s storage.
Search ink paintings one by one.
Some should stop bleeding, some should replenish qi, some should remove fire poison, some should protect meridians, Qihai and life-saving...
I have learned these things in elixir class and ink painting.
He took some elixirs that could distinguish and had clear effects;
There are also some that are not distinguished from the Qing Dynasty but are useful for injuries;
And some pills that were hard to tell the difference, but they couldn''t kill anyone, were stuffed into Gu Changhuai''s mouth.
Although these elixirs have complex ingredients, they may be useful for Uncle Gu''s injuries by chance.
Anyway, the worst case is the same as not taking pills.
After a while, Mo Hua asked in a low voice:
"Uncle Gu, you are not dead..."
Gu Changhuai vomited a mouthful of blood, but he didn''t know whether it was the qi or the blood stasis caused by the elixir.
His breath was also smoother.
"I''m so lucky to you, I''m not dead yet..." Gu Changhuai said indifferently.
Ink painting finally felt completely relieved.
He picked up Gu Changhuai''s storage bag again, found a letter of communication from it, and flipped through the records. It should be from the internal chief of the Gu family, so he sent a message:
“The Fire Buddha is dead!”
"Qingcheng Mountain, with a broken head, the valley on the right, come quickly!"
After sending it, Mo Hua looked back at the Fire Buddha.
The evil weapon of Fire Buddha was unbalanced, the evil power was out of control and exploded, with great power, and it really didn''t even have "slag".
What a pity...
Mo Hua frowned. He still had a lot of things and wanted to ask the Fire Buddha.
Why did the Xie family destroy the whole family?
Just to practice evil spirits?
What did he do after destroying the entire Xie family?
Who was the Demon Palace built for?
Who is the Lord who worships?
…
Now that the Fire Buddha is dead, there is no way to know these doubts.
But it’s good if he dies, he will die purely so as not to cause trouble to the world again.
If you check other things slowly in the future...
Mo Hua looked at the Fire Buddha, who had "no bones left", and sighed.
Killing this Fire Buddha is really hard.
Fortunately, I still killed it.
After that, Mo Hua set up some formations on the spot, paying attention to Uncle Gu''s vitality to prevent him from "suddenly dying", while waiting for someone to come quietly.
After a while, someone came over.
It’s Gu An and Gu Quan.
When they saw Gu Changhuai''s miserable and **** look, their souls were scared away.
"Although still alive!" Mo Hua said.
Gu An and Gu Quan felt relieved.
Mo Hua said, "Call a few alchemists to come over, first aid first, and if you confirm that it is okay, then send Uncle Gu back to the Gu family to rest."
Gu An and Gu Quan bowed, "Yes, young master!"
After destroying the Demon Cave, the position of the small formation master Mo Hua, the small formation master, rose rapidly in their hearts, and now he is a little worse than their young master.
Gu An immediately called for someone through a letter.
“Little Young Master…”
Gu Quan hesitated for a while, looked around, looked at Mo Hua again, frowned and said:
“What the **** is going on here…”
Why has the entire valley changed? How could the young master suffer such severe injuries? Is Fire Buddha really dead?
Gu An and Gu Quan looked puzzled.
Ink painting pondered for a moment and said:
"The Fire Buddha wants to kill me, I escaped into the mountains. Uncle Gu came to save me, and then tried his best to kill the Fire Buddha, and I was seriously injured!"
“Remember!”
Mo Hua''s little face seriously reminded: "Uncle Gu, who tried his best to kill the evil Fire Buddha!"
"If someone comes later, you can spread this matter!"
Gu An and Gu looked at each other in a slight confusion.
Mo Hua stretched out her two little hands and wanted to pat them on the shoulders.
But Gu An and Gu Quan were tall, and Mo Hua''s arms were a little short, so they were not enough.
Gu An and Gu Quan squatted down silently and put their shoulders over to Mo Hua for fear.
Mo Hua patted the two of them on the shoulders as she wished, nodded, and then lowered her voice:
"You don''t want to do it either. Uncle Gu''s credit will be stolen by others..."
The two of them looked stern and they immediately understood it.
Huo Buddha died, and Young Master Changhuai was seriously injured. No one except Young Master Xiao Mo knew what was going on here.
They know that Young Master Mo is powerful.
But in the eyes of others, Young Master Mo is young and has a slight word. No matter what he says, no one will believe it.
In this way, some people with ulterior motives are likely to bluff and take credit for their contributions.
Gu An and Gu Quan looked solemn.
How can this work?
Fire Buddha was a young master who paid such a great price to kill him.
This contribution must not be allowed to take over the nest of others!
Therefore, from the beginning, we must insist that Mr. Changhuai "only" killed the Fire Buddha!
Gu An and Gu Quan understood, and looked at Mo Hua with gratitude.
Young Master Mo is a great person!
It’s really good to my own son!
Gu Quan nodded and said, "Young Master Xiao Mo, don''t worry, I''ll spread the news now..."
Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.
Later, the Gu family''s alchemist came and checked Gu Changhuai''s injuries. He said that the elixir was fed very timely, the qi and blood were slowly recovering, and the meridians were also conditioned, and nothing serious was involved.
Gu Changhuai himself is a Jindan monk with a good foundation, so he can rest for a while.
Then someone sent Gu Changhuai to the Hui tribe.
And the news that Gu Changhuai, alone, "single" to kill the Fire Buddha was also sent back to Daotingsi, causing a lot of shock.
The golden elixir kills the foundation-building demon cultivator, which is not a big deal.
But this demon cultivator is the peak of foundation building, full of evil, and is rampant in the second-grade state world...
That thing was completely different again.
Openly and secretly, many monks looked at Gu Changhuai.
Some appreciate it, some are cautious, and some are ulterior motives...
…
Gu Changhuai returned to the clan, took some pills, and woke up early.
Wen Renwan heard that he was injured and cared for him very much, so he personally refined some elixirs to heal his wounds.
Especially I heard that he suffered injuries to protect the ink paintings, and his eyes were even more admirable.
There is a feeling that my younger brother I raised finally grew up.
Gu Changhuai, who is over 100 years old, is in a complicated mood.
The Gu family was also in a commotion.
But when he learned that Gu Changhuai was not seriously injured, and when the demon cultivator Fire Buddha was killed by him, a group of elders of the Gu family also admired Gu Changhuai very much.
Although his temper is a little bad, among the disciples of the Gu family, Gu Changhuai''s talent and methods of acting are indeed superior.
Gu Changhuai''s mood became even more complicated.
In the evening, Mo Hua also said goodbye.
He is going to go back to Taixu Sect.
The seven-day holiday is over, the Fire Buddha is dead, the Fire Fallen Art has been obtained, and the class will be officially started tomorrow.
But before leaving, he had to give a "confession" to Uncle Gu.
Mo Hua whispered while gnawing on the fruit:
"Uncle Gu, you killed the Fire Buddha alone, don''t mention me..."
Gu Changhuai frowned, "Don''t you want to show off?"
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "Huo Buddha is a demon cultivator. Maybe there are other younger brothers or accomplices in secret..."
"I am a little foundation-building monk. If they are targeted by them, it will be very dangerous!"
Gu Changhuai was silent, feeling speechless.
Is it dangerous to the demon cultivator or you...
However, it is true that the cultivation level of ink painting is low. The risk of cultivators in the early stage of foundation building is indeed too great...
Gu Changhuai nodded, "I understand."
Mo Hua squinted her eyes and smiled.
Now that the "confession" is completed, it is perfect.
Outsiders don’t know that Fire Buddha’s death has something to do with him.
He was just a young monk from the Fire Buddha, an innocent and inconspicuous sect.
Gu Changhuai thought for a moment, then silently glanced at Mo Hua.
In the valley, two fireballs collided, the magic method collapsed, and they merged into one, and the spiritual power fusion formed a terrifying small fireball that blasted through the chest of Fire Buddha, and it appeared in my mind again.
Gu Changhuai couldn''t help but tremble in his eyelids and said in a deep voice:
"Your...spell..."
Mo Hua was stunned, "What spell?"
Gu Changhuai had a blank expression on his face, "There is no one else here."
Mo Hua smiled embarrassedly, "It''s nothing, it''s just a ''ordinary'' fireball technique..."
Gu Changhuai''s voice was cold:
"In the early stage of foundation building, a fireball technique pierced the chest of the peak foundation building magic cultivator, which is indeed ''unusual''..."
Gu Changhuai took the four words "ordinary" seriously.
Mo Hua blinked, "It''s all a coincidence... Fire Buddha has a life gate in his chest, and his flaw is too big. Maybe it''s just broken through by my fireball technique..."
"It''s him who is too lucky..."
Gu Changhuai felt helpless when he saw Mo Hua''s face as simple as white paper and as honest as the city wall.
Gu Changhuai sighed, "You go back and think about it carefully and find a more reliable excuse."
After saying that, he added, "Don''t tell me this excuse..."
It means that if you are discovered in the future, you can fool others.
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and she smiled:
"Thank you, Uncle Gu!"
Gu Changhuai shook his head helplessly.
Originally, he only thought that Mo Hua''s talent in formation was incredible, but he never expected that he also hid a terrifying spell.
How can monks in the same realm play with him?
This time, Taixu Sect really picked up a "little monster"...
The key is that from the outside, he can''t tell at all, he has a pure face and looks like a harmless little disciple.
Gu Changhuai couldn''t help but shake his head again.
Seeing that Gu Changhuai looked a little tired, Mo Hua said, "Uncle Gu, then I won''t disturb you anymore. You should recover from your injuries. I''ll return to the sect."
"Yes." Gu Changhuai nodded.
Mo Hua took another spiritual fruit, turned around and walked away. After walking for a while, he was stopped by Gu Changhuai.
“Ink painting.”
Ink painting turned back in confusion.
I thought to myself that Uncle Gu’s Diansi, who is in the Golden Pill Realm, wouldn’t be so stingy and wouldn’t let a single spiritual fruit be eaten by himself…
Gu Changhuai looked entangled, and his eyebrows were still arrogant. He hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly whispered:
"Thanks…"
After all, without ink painting, he might really not be able to kill Fire Buddha.
If you cannot bring the Fire Buddha to the Dharma, you will inevitably suffer endless disasters in the future.
But this "thank you" is very barely demanding and almost inaudible.
Mo Hua was stunned, and then a bright smile like the rising sun appeared on her face.
"Um!"
…
Later, Mo Hua returned to the sect.
He first visited Mr. Xun and said that he had finished drawing the formation. The main part of the Gu family was the Gu family, and he was very grateful to him.
Mr. Xun did not doubt that he was there, and he stroked his beard and was very satisfied.
If you can establish good relationships with the Gu family of Daoting and the future, you will have more connections.
Then ink painting went to class normally.
Some fellow students, such as Cheng Mo, Situ Jian, and Zheng Fang, asked curiously after class.
Ask why the ink painting took seven days off? How did you invite it? Who gave it to me? What have you done in these seven days?
Mo Hua said that he had painted the formation for seven days.
They were indifferent in an instant.
Only Zheng Fang looked curious and asked some questions about the formation.
Mo Hua also picked and chose, and told some strange knowledge of formations, fooling Zheng Fang.
After that, everything became calm.
Ink paintings are as usual, and they live a stable sect life.
The Bishan Demon Cave, the Ghostly Demon Palace, the Bronze Maze, the Mysterious Altar, a group of demon cultivators, and the demon whose corpse is gone, the Fire Buddha, gradually faded away.
Soon, the first year of ink painting in the sect ended.
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