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Chapter 663 Hao Xuan

    Chapter 663 Hao Xuan


    What will happen?


    Mo Hua frowned and looked out of the car.


    The night outside was very dark.


    The carriage was driving on the road, not far from the left was a small fairy city and a barren mountain on the right.


    Mo Hua hesitated for a moment and decided to go down and take a look.


    He stopped while controlling the carriage, then jumped out of the carriage, tied the horse nearby, released his spiritual sense, and sensed the unknown aura of cause and effect.


    There was a hint of blood...


    There is also a faint murderous intent.


    Ink painting hides her body, following this silence of energy, and silently walks towards the barren mountain on the right.


    Hallowed grass is everywhere and thorns are growing.


    The rocks are also rugged, and when you step on them, it hurts your feet.


    After walking for a stick of incense, Mo Hua noticed the abnormality, stopped, squatted down, looked at the ground, with a slightly deeper gaze.


    There was blood on the ground, but it had not dried yet, and it seemed that it had just flowed.


    The gravel is messy.


    It seems that someone is running past with all his might.


    There was a faint smell of blood in the air and a faint breath of spiritual power.


    This is…


    Ink painting feels slightly in his heart.


    "Is someone being chased?"


    And the causal energy is a little dark and familiar.


    Ink painting concentrates on calculations, and suddenly becomes stunned.


    In a trance, he saw two men in black chasing a young man in the dark barren mountains.


    The moon is cold and the knife is covered with cold light.


    Blood was bleeding from the boy...


    This scene flashed by.


    When looking at the ink painting again, all the light and shadows shattered and disappeared.


    Young...


    The ink painting showed a thoughtful gaze, and then remained hidden and continued to chase after him.


    Following the blood and breath, I chased after several miles, walked out of the narrow mountain road, and the terrain suddenly became widening.


    But the smell of blood in the air became stronger.


    The remaining spiritual power breath is also more obvious.


    A fierce battle obviously took place.


    Mo Hua''s heart was shocked, and his spiritual sense glanced at it. He saw a large pool of blood on the hillside not far ahead, with rocks shattering on the ground and some soil collapsing.


    There are also traces of spiritual objects cutting and spell burning around.


    Ruomo Hua expected that the young man who was running for life was caught up by the man in black on this wide hillside.


    After that, the two sides fought and fought, but the young man was defeated and was caught by the monk in black.


    Probably not dead yet...


    Or at least not dead yet.


    Otherwise, what remains at the scene would not be blood, but corpses, at least flesh and blood...


    "Catched, but not killed yet..."


    “It should be nearby…”


    Mo Hua''s eyes sank, her pupils were deep, and her spiritual consciousness was released to the extreme. After a moment, her eyes lit up.


    There is a hidden cave nearby.


    There are several vague breaths in the cave.


    The ink painting uses the small Five Elements Discovery Technique, which integrates with the breath of the surrounding earth, wood, mountains and rocks. The steps are silent and slowly approach the cave.


    When approaching the entrance of the cave, there was indeed movement inside and the breath became obvious.


    There are three people in total, all of whom are in the early stage of foundation building.


    There seemed to be a voice of torture inside.


    "Boy...Damn..."


    "Who asked you to come?"


    "explain!"


    “…Fuck it… Say it quickly!”


    "Where are your accomplices?"


    “What is the purpose?”


    "What did you see?"


    …


    Then there was the sound of a whip and torture. After a while, there was a young voice with a weak breath and intermittently said:


    "I... don''t know... cough..."


    Ink painting was stunned.


    This voice is so familiar...


    He slowly walked into the entrance of the cave, looked inside, and found that the light inside was dim, a boy was tied with blood on his face.


    Two monks in black covered their faces and their eyes were ferocious.


    That boy...


    I looked at the Mo Hua for a while and was stunned.


    It turned out to be my fellow disciple...


    Hao Xuan?


    There are many disciples from the same class as Taixu Sect, and they don’t know all the ink paintings.


    But Hao Xuanmo''s paintings have an impression.


    He lives with the same disciple as him. Although he doesn’t have much interaction, he is familiar with him and his relationship is OK.


    The formation homework is handed over very timely, with a serious attitude, and treats people kindly.


    The key is that he called himself "Little Brother".


    Moreover, I have also invited myself to eat chicken legs...


    He is considered his own person!


    At this time, Hao Xuan, who was once a kind-hearted look, was covered in scars and dying.


    The two monks in black were still questioning him.


    But Hao Xuan seemed to know nothing and couldn''t say anything.


    The two monks in black frowned.


    "I can''t pry my mouth..."


    "what to do?"


    “Or…”


    One of them made a gesture with his hands on the knife, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes.


    Ink painting was shocked.


    What are the identities of these two men in black?


    A disciple of the Taixu Sect, a direct descendant of aristocratic family, kill him at any time?


    Hao Xuan also had a tremor in his pupils, and he hurriedly said:


    "I am a direct descendant of the Hao family in Qianzhou. My parents are both late-stage Jindan, and they have the ancestors of Dongxu Realm..."


    "I am a child of a direct family, you..."


    One of the men in black sneered:


    "That''s it? Who''s not..."


    Another monk in black immediately slapped him and said:


    "Shut up!"


    The monk in black knew that he had made up his words, covered his face, his face pale, and did not dare to speak.


    Hao Xuan also understood, his eyes were frightened and his face turned pale.


    To be silenced...


    them…


    Without waiting for him to think about anything, one of the monks in black had already raised their butcher knife, and the blade was shining with a white light.


    At this moment, a crisp cry suddenly came from the entrance of the cave:


    "ah-"


    This scream seemed very scared.


    Then someone ran away.


    Footsteps are getting farther and farther away.


    The few people in the cave were stunned.


    The raised butcher knife also stopped.


    The man in black was furious: "Someone?!"


    "How did you get discovered?"


    "He also heard what he said?"


    "He ran away?!"


    One of the monks in black said angrily: "Damn it, go chase me! Don''t let the news leak out!"


    "good!"


    Another man in black used his body technique and chased out of the cave.


    But before he chased him out for a long time, there was a "boom" outside the cave, as if something had exploded, and then a scream rang out, and then it became silent.


    The monk in black who stayed in the cave shrank his pupils.


    "What''s going on?"


    "what happened?"


    He wanted to call the man''s name, but when he said that, he swallowed it again.


    No news can be leaked.


    Identity cannot be disclosed.


    He could only wait patiently.


    But after waiting for a long time, there was still a dead silence outside the cave.


    The night is deep and the mountains and forests are silent.


    Occasionally there is a night roar, which makes people feel chilled.


    The monk in black couldn''t help but tremble.


    He felt a life-and-death crisis lingering on his head, forcing him to breathe.


    He held the blade tightly, stared at the entrance of the cave, looking alert, and did not dare to leave for a moment.


    I was afraid that if I didn''t pay attention, someone would rush into the cave and take his life.


    But this kind of confrontation is extremely exhausting. The monk in black suddenly felt that he seemed to be fighting the entire deep dark night.


    There are evil opportunities everywhere.


    He couldn''t bear it anymore and wanted to go out and take a look.


    The monk in black swallowed, moved hard, and slowly walked out of the cave.


    But his eyes were only staring at the dark night outside the cave, but he didn''t pay attention to his feet.


    As he approached the entrance of the cave, the golden light suddenly flashed.


    Blood splattered everywhere.


    The monk in black had his legs cut by the golden formation light, and his legs were covered with blood marks and his tendons were broken.


    The monk in black looked frightened:


    "Intermediate-level formation?! When..."


    Before I could think about it, the pain spread instantly. The monk in black wailed, and then his legs broke and his body collapsed to the ground.


    After a moment, the fire suddenly rose.


    Fireballs cut through the night and kept hitting him.


    The monk in black struggled as much as possible, but his body could not withstand the lethality of the formation, the continuous explosion of fireballs, and the burns of fire-type spiritual power.


    His injuries were getting worse and worse.


    I don’t know how long it took, but under the continuous destruction, the aura of the monk in black gradually weakened and even dissipated.


    The monk in black died and became a corpse.


    The fireball stopped for a while, but only stopped for a while.


    Then the fire rose again, and continued to bombard the monk in black, blowing all over the body of the monk...


    The dark night, a hidden cave.


    After the unknown monk in black was killed, his body was still swallowed by the explosion of flames.


    Hao Xuan''s face was pale.


    The formation kills people, the fireball whips the corpse, hides in the shadows, and is cruel and ruthless!


    Who is this?


    Too cruel...


    Suddenly, the fireball technique stopped.


    The cave also became quiet.


    Only then did Hao Xuan realize that he was the only living person left in the cave.


    Although I couldn''t see it, there seemed to be something "thing" in the shadow opposite me. I glanced at myself and then slowly walked towards me.


    Hao Xuan''s eyes were frightened, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn''t help but tremble.


    "Don''t...don''t come over..."


    But that shadow is getting closer and closer.


    The feeling of oppression in the dark is getting stronger and stronger.


    Just when Hao Xuan was extremely frightened and had no blood on his face.


    A low shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.


    Then the shadow gradually condensed, and the figure appeared, revealing a cute little face.


    "Hao Xuan, I''m here to save you!"


    The ink painting showed an innocent smile.


    Hao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he became dumbfounded.


    At that moment, he suspected that he was dreaming.


    Everything seems so unreal.


    Whether it is the monk in black who chased him or the ink painting that saved him...


    As if I woke up with my eyes open, when the sun shone, I would lie on the bed of my disciple''s residence and then go to class reluctantly.


    Hao Xuan closed his eyes and opened them again.


    Not a dream...


    The night is still so deep.


    The chill in the mountains is still so heavy.


    Blood from his forehead dripped into his eyes, the corners of his eyes were sore, and his body was covered with scars. The chains tied to him were also tied into his flesh and blood.


    The white sword light hanging above my head just now is still fresh in my memory.


    The real life hangs on the line...


    Hao Xuan was stunned for a long time, and when he looked at the ink painting, his eyes suddenly burst into tears.


    “Ink painting…”


    He looked at the ink painting as if he saw his closest relatives...


    Since childhood, he has never suffered this crime. He almost lost his life...


    …


    Mo Hua untied Hao Xuan''s chains and fed him elixirs to heal and stop bleeding and nourish qi.


    His injuries gradually improved, and his breath gradually calmed down.


    Hao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief:


    "I thought I was going to hang here..."


    Mo Hua thought about it and suddenly said curiously:


    "Don''t you have that talisman on you? It''s used to save your life, shining with golden light..."


    Hao Xuan was stunned, "Is the immortal talisman in the birth?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    He just heard Hao Xuan say himself that he is the direct descendant of the Hao family and has an ancestor in the Dongxu Realm.


    Hao Xuan shook his head and sighed:


    "Where can I match such a precious talisman..."


    "I have an ancestor from Dongxu Realm, but there are many great-grandsons like me, great-grandsons..."


    "Unless my spiritual roots seize the creation of heaven and earth, and my roots and bones shake the past and present... Or my bloodline is special, and I am the only incense of my ancestors, and I will die, and will be defeated by the last. Otherwise, my ancestors will not be able to plant the talisman of immortality for me..."


    "Practicing such a talisman will lose the origin of the Taoist practice..."


    "A ancestor Dongxu can only plant one in his life..."


    "So, unless their deadline is approaching, or there is no hope of practicing Taoism in this life, it is impossible to damage one''s own origins, cut off the path of Taoism, and plant this kind of talisman of destiny against the will of heaven..."


    "The talisman of the birth of ''Eternal Life'', with the word ''Eternal Life'', it is really equivalent to another life..."


    Mo Hua was shocked when she heard this.


    He knew that the immortality talisman was precious, but he didn''t expect it to be so expensive...


    The origin of Dongxu, and descendants are all their lives.


    Then Mo Hua frowned and remembered his younger brother and younger sister...


    On the outside of Lishan City, the younger brother and sister broke the immortal immortal talisman in order to save themselves, to deal with the Holy Son and the group of golden elixir demon cultivators under his command...


    Once the talisman of immortality is broken, then they will...


    Isn’t there no talisman to save your life?


    Such a precious talisman is already very luxurious to plant one. There should be no more holes. Let''s plant a second one for them...


    Mo Hua sighed, looking very worried.


    "I don''t know if there will be any trouble for my junior brother and sister..."


    Hao Xuan thought Mo Hua was worried about him, and he was even more moved, so he comforted Mo Hua and said:


    "Don''t worry, I''m fine."


    Mo Hua: "Well, as long as you''re fine..."


    Hao Xuan thought for a while, then looked serious and said to Mo Hua solemnly:


    "Mo Hua, you saved my life. From now on, you will be my senior brother!"


    Ink painting comforted him:


    "This is what I should do, don''t take it to heart..."


    Hao Xuan looked stubborn.


    After a while, he suddenly remembered something and said in confusion:


    "By the way, Mo... Brother Xiao, did you kill those two monks in black?"


    "When did you... become so powerful?"


    "I thought you only know formation..."


    Mo Hua blinked and sighed:


    "Actually, my cultivation level is very poor and I am not their opponent at all. I just set up a formation in advance, and I am determined to make a fool of myself, so I luckily solved these two people..."


    Then Mo Hua showed a "fear" expression, "When I think about it now, I still feel a little scared..."


    Hao Xuan nodded, "So that''s it..."


    But he clicked for a while and suddenly became stunned and found something was wrong:


    "No, that person was killed by Fireball Technique, and after being beaten to death, you still..."


    He also used fireball technique to "whip the corpse"...


    So cruel.


    And his technique is so sophisticated and calm, and he doesn''t look like a "lucky" at all...


    Mo Hua was stunned, patted Hao Xuan on the shoulder, and said with a serious look on his face:


    "That''s your illusion. You were hurt, a little dazed, and you misread..."


    "Those two people died in the formation, it has nothing to do with me..."


    Hao Xuan looked confused.


    I...are I in a trance?


    Seeing this, Mo Hua immediately changed the topic:


    "These are all trivial matters. By the way, how could you be chased by these two people? Who are these two people?"


    Hao Xuan''s attention was indeed diverted. He thought about it and suddenly realized:


    “There are others!”


    "What other people?" Mo Hua was slightly stunned.


    "The person being chased!" Hao Xuan said anxiously.


    Mo Hua frowned, "What the **** happened?"


    Hao Xuan then said the whole story:


    "The five of us, including Cheng Mo, Situ Jian and others, had received the reward and came to the nearby fairy city to do missions..."


    "After the task was completed, I went back together, but when I passed by the barren mountain, I saw a group of sneaky monks, covering their faces, carrying bags, and pushing boxes, not knowing what they were doing..."


    "We felt suspicious, so we secretly followed them..."


    "But not long after, they discovered it. When they saw us, their faces changed drastically. They drew their swords and came to us..."


    "We fought for a while, but they were outnumbered. They were not opponents, so they could only escape in all directions..."


    "Before escaping, I happened to catch a glimpse of their sacks and boxes..."


    Hao Xuan paused for a moment and said in a cold voice: "It''s all people..."


    People?


    Mo Hua looked stunned, then seemed to remember something, her eyes condensed, revealing a trace of cold light.


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