Chapter 670 "Divine"
The person who "eats" God? !
The pupils of the golden evil eyes suddenly shrank, and then the eye sockets trembled violently, and the golden blood stung protruded, which contained an extremely frightened mood.
It finally understood what it was afraid of and what it was afraid of...
Man is just God’s livestock, God’s straw dog.
How do livestock eat God?
“Absurd!”
“Ignorance!”
The sound of the golden evil eyes is sharp and distorted.
“Dare to blaspheme God’s majesty!”
"Silly little guy, you don''t know what you are doing, what a terrible taboo you are breaking!"
Mo Hua looked puzzled:
"I just said casually, why are you doing so excited? After all, you are a ''god'' and have no cultivation at all..."
The blood on the golden evil eyes were a bit ferocious and thick.
It is used to seeing believers who bow their heads to it and monks who praise it with humility. It cannot stand such rude sarcasm of a human devil.
"I will kill you sooner or later..."
"Empty your flesh and blood, cut off your internal organs, **** your spiritual consciousness, use your sea of ??consciousness as a breeding ground, and make you become a ''slave of gods'', enslaved by your deity for generations, and will never be transcended..."
The golden evil eyes said sharply.
Ink painting was stunned.
This evil **** is so vicious that he can hold grudges so easily...
I don’t know what the details it is…
Mo Hua thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up slightly, pretending to be arrogant, he glanced at the evil eyes disdainfully, and said in a very contemptuous tone:
"Is it up to you?"
"You are my defeated general. My demon''s body was broken into pieces by me, and my big eyes were also snatched off. I was about to ''eat'' me. Why do you threaten me?"
Hearing the golden evil eyes, he suddenly calmed down.
It stared at the ink painting with an extremely cold look, its voice hoarse and dry, with anger:
"The endless wilderness, thousands of divine bones..."
"Millions of demons, straw dogs of all living beings..."
"Hunting creature, if you blaspheme the gods, one day you will die without a place to bury!"
The eyes of the ink painting shook slightly.
Endless wilderness, thousands of divine bones?
What''s the meaning…
It means that the gods of the Great Wilderness are divided into thousands and there are countless wreckages of gods?
This eye is just one of the wreckage?
The Lord of the Great Wilderness is so strong?
Ink painting frowned.
I seem to have made a big mess?
But... this seems to be inevitable. The evil **** wants to kill himself, but he cannot really be like a "farmer", stay motionless and let it slaughter.
and…
If you don’t “eat” the things you deliver to your door, it seems a bit impolite.
"Don''t worry..."
Mo Hua decided to eat the "big eyeball" of the golden evil **** first.
The Lord of the Great Wilderness, thousands of divine bones.
Since there are so many, one more or one less should have little impact.
He may not know if he secretly "eat" one.
But how to eat it? Just chew?
Mo Hua looked at the ugly golden evil eyes and couldn''t speak.
Mo Hua stared at the evil eyes for a while, and suddenly became stunned and realized something was wrong.
This golden evil eyes were tightly held in Mo Hua''s hand and could not break free. It seemed as if he had accepted his fate, but there was still an obscure eye light flowing deep in the evil eyes.
If you don’t observe carefully, you won’t notice it at all.
“Something is wrong…”
Mo Hua frowned with delicate eyebrows.
This big eyeball has a trick in his heart, but it is still thinking about something.
But what is it planning?
Mo Hua thought about it and found that he had no idea.
It is the remains of the evil god, and it adheres to the will of some evil gods. I don’t know what methods and trump cards it has.
The knowledge of the gods is very scarce.
If you "eat" it and be eroded by the will of the evil **** and pollute the heart of the Tao, things will not be great.
Gods are not like demons.
The divine thoughts of gods contain the essence, which is essentially different from ordinary demons.
Meditation by meditation can abide by one''s own heart and calm down the evil thoughts of demons, but it may not necessarily suppress the will of the gods.
What''s more, this **** is still an "evil god".
No matter how you think about it, the risk is still very high.
"In this case, it''s better to be more insured..."
Mo Hua nodded slightly.
He grabbed his golden evil eyes and walked towards the center of the sea of ??consciousness.
The originally quiet golden evil eyes suddenly noticed something wrong and asked:
"What are you going to do, little dear?"
"I''ll show you something good!"
Ink painting walks while walking.
The feeling of anxiety in the golden evil eyes became stronger and stronger.
Its heart was a little incredible.
Could there be any secret hidden in this little devil? It can even make it instinctively afraid.
After a moment, a profound and quaint aura filled with it.
The golden evil eyes suddenly stiffened.
It seemed to sense that a very ancient one contained the aura of a great way, like a "god".
Then it saw that at some point a broken monument appeared in the sea of ??consciousness.
The golden evil eyes were shocked.
Monument? !
The strangeness of evil eyes was also keenly noticed by Mo Hua. He asked in a low voice: "Do you... know this monument?"
The golden evil eyes looked at the Taoist monument, calmed down, and sneered:
"A stele of an ancient and incomplete monument..."
Mo Hua stared at the evil eyes suspiciously.
The golden evil eyes trembled slightly, but there was no strange sign.
It does not know the origin of this broken monument.
At least, this stele is different from the ancient stele in the memory of its ancient gods...
The suspicion in Mo Hua''s eyes became heavier and heavier.
The golden evil eyes trembled, but there was only a hint of contempt and said coldly:
"So, what you asked me to see is this monument?"
Mo Hua looked at the golden evil eyes again, with deep eyes and thoughtful thoughts, and suddenly she smiled brightly:
"No, it''s a better-looking thing!"
The golden evil eyes felt something was wrong.
Ink Hua grabbed it with both hands and pressed it to a corner of the Taoist monument.
The golden evil eyes were caught off guard and saw a touch of red.
This red color is brighter than blood, redder than sunlight, and is terrifying than anything.
The terrifying thunder flows on it, containing the indifferent and ruthless laws of heaven and earth, and adhering to the will to erase everything.
"Chasing...Chasing Thunder?!"
The golden evil eyes screamed in abrupt voice.
Its eyes were trembling, bloodshot was raised, and it struggled hard, but it was tightly held by Mo Hua''s two little hands.
A scarlet thunder flashed.
In a moment, the thunder of the catastrophe completely wiped out the golden evil eyes.
The golden evil eyes turned into a pool of gold and water. At the same time, there was a pure golden, majestic and terrifying phantom in the evil eyes, which was destroyed in the struggle and roar and unwillingness.
Ink painting thought it was true.
Although I don’t know what this pure gold sheep horn phantom is, it should be related to the will of the evil **** of the Great Wilderness.
If I "eat" it with the golden evil eyes without knowing it, I may leave behind any future troubles.
I don’t know how long the evil **** has existed, and the divine power and methods are unfathomable.
If you don’t be careful, you will be really hard to guard against.
Fortunately, I used the thunder to eliminate the "poison"...
Otherwise, if you are not clean, you will definitely get rid of your brain.
"The thunder is really useful..."
Mo Hua praised in her heart.
The golden evil eyes were shattered directly by the thunder, and the inner will of the evil **** was also erased and turned into a pure "gravity".
This kind of magical essence has become much lighter in gold.
It seems that part of the origin, together with the will of the evil god, was destroyed by the thunder.
The remaining essence, both in quality and quantity, has been much "shrinkable" than before.
But these divine essences are pure, clean, and unconscious.
Not only is it safe and healthy, it is also easier to "digest".
If you have less, you will have less.
"I don''t know what the spiritual consciousness will become after ''eating'' these..."
“Will there be a breakthrough?”
The eyes lit up in the ink painting, full of expectations.
Then his mouth widened and he sucked it hard, sucking all the divine marrow into his mouth.
In an instant, an ancient and mysterious divine thought hit the sea of ??consciousness of the ink painting.
The divine marrow, like blood, penetrated into the incarnation of the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting.
These "shen marrow bloodshots" are woven layer by layer with an obscure pattern that secretly fits the "Mysterious Sky Array" array pattern, solidifying the spiritual concept of ink painting.
It is as if on the basis of Taoism, the divine marrow is used as bricks and stones to build a level to reach the gods.
Suddenly, ink painting had an illusion.
I have already stepped into the forbidden part of the gods.
All things in the world and thousands of living beings are all straw dogs in their eyes and dust under their feet.
They believe in themselves, worship themselves, and are also dominated and enslaved by themselves.
The clarity and agility in his eyes gradually faded away.
Instead, it is a majestic and indifferent light golden color.
This light golden color, with the essence of the divine essence as nutrients and the eyes as windows, gradually spreads into the incarnation of the divine thoughts of the ink painting, and merges with his divine thought body.
The whole body of the ink painting is faintly golden, as if it is a "god man".
His cute face gradually became majestic, and the arrogance and indifference in his eyes became deeper and deeper...
At the same time, his human nature is also "destroying" little by little...
At this moment, the Taoist monument suddenly shook.
The sound of ancient and cleverness resounds throughout the sea of ??consciousness.
Mo Hua''s expression shook, and she came to her senses instantly. She immediately began to meditate and meditate, searching for her original heart in a confused thought.
His heart of Tao shines with divine nature, but it is also barren.
Meditate with the best efforts to meditate and retrace the original mind.
From childhood to adulthood, every bit of his memory began to gradually recover.
Those who he met and experience emerged one by one.
Parents, Elder Yu, friends, masters, old masters, senior brothers, senior sisters…
Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, separation, and various emotions gradually surge into my heart.
The poor heart of ink painting seems to be nourished by spring rain, and human nature gradually revives.
The cold and solemn light gold color in his eyes gradually faded away, and the clarity and agility in his eyes gradually became fuller.
I don’t know how long it took, Mo Hua’s gaze returned to normal.
All the light gold divine marrows were restrained and gathered into his divine incarnation, and integrated into the "flesh and blood" of his divine consciousness...
Mo Hua looked at his hands and frowned.
His spiritual sense has not been enhanced. In other words, it has been enhanced a little, but not much, and it is still stuck in the realm of the sixteen-line mark.
But his spiritual consciousness seemed to have changed a little more qualitatively.
His divine mind body has already had a faint, golden "Divine Blood" in the deepest part.
This is his own golden "magic" after he swallowed it and refined it!
He felt that his spiritual consciousness had now become a real difference in "quality".
This is the divine consciousness of the "god".
His spiritual sense has become stronger.
But this kind of power is not reflected in the realm, but in the "divine nature".
These seem to be two completely different dimensions of spiritual consciousness.
It is also the difference between monks and gods.
Ink painting is a little confused and uneasy.
The feeling I just now was still engraved in my heart. The devoured divine essence almost destroyed his "human nature" and almost assimilated his "Tao heart".
He almost forgot everything about being a "human" and regarded himself as a "god" who was above and overlooked all living beings.
This is just "eating" a "sheep''s eyes".
If I eat more, will I forget who I am and completely become a cold young "god"?
Mo Hua frowned.
The master asked himself to "enlighten the truth", but he didn''t seem to say that he wanted to "enforce the truth of the truth"...
These seem to be two ways?
Mo Hua is a little confused, and her mind is confused.
“After all, I have too little understanding of the gods…”
Mo Hua sighed.
"Forget it, I''ve eaten it anyway, so it''s meaningless to worry now."
And the spiritual consciousness has indeed been enhanced, but it is not an improvement in the realm.
But people should be content and not be too greedy.
Now in the early stage of foundation building, my spiritual consciousness has reached the limit of the middle stage of foundation building.
If you break through again, you will be the spiritual consciousness in the late stage of foundation building, that''s all...
Ink painting is a little regretful, but it still calms down.
To find time to learn about the “deification” matters in the future.
All fear comes from the unknown.
I now know very little about the "god" matters, so I am worried.
In the future, find opportunities and inquire about the origin and background of the gods. If you know more, you will definitely have a way to deal with them and reduce the sequelae of "eating" God.
There is also the evil **** of the Great Wilderness. He must be a "stingy ghost". Although he only "eats" one of his eyes, he will definitely hold a grudge.
Be more low-key in the future.
You also need to think about it in advance, what should you do if you "stole food" and the evil **** of the Great Wilderness finds out.
Mo Hua pondered in her heart.
Now the eyes of the evil **** in the Great Wilderness have been erased by the thunder of robbery, leaving only the divine essence, which has been eaten up by himself.
The evil **** of the Great Wilderness should not blame him.
After all, He is a great evil **** and cannot be unrestricted.
I don’t know whether I am "living" or "sleeping".
Even if he is "alive", there are so many powerful monks in Qianzhou, he is unlikely to focus on himself, an unknown young foundation-building monk.
Mo Hua nodded, thinking it made sense.
What''s more, I have a Taoist stele, and there is a "tribulation thunder" on the Taoist stele.
The Taoist monument guards the heart, and the thunder traps the "people".
As long as the evil **** is not here in person, I should not be afraid.
If you are a little weak, you can solve it yourself, and you don’t even need to use the stele to make a move.
After the solution is solved, use the thunder to "disinfect" the "teppanyaki" and use the Taoist stele to "teppanyaki". It is clean and hygienic, and also helps absorb and "digest".
The ink painting is completely relieved.
If there are too many lice, you won’t worry if there are too many debts.
My uncle has offended him and doesn’t care about another evil god.
They are all too powerful and should not take themselves as "little ant" seriously, as long as they are low-key...
Mo Hua looked at it and found that there were no other evil thoughts or divine thoughts left in his sea of ??consciousness. Only then did he feel at ease and retreat from his sea of ??consciousness.
In the remote valley, the ink paintings lying on the ground opened their eyes.
The mountains are gray and the sky is not yet dawn.
All around were traces of war.
There are fireball techniques, formations, sword energy, and demonic energy.
Not far away, the body of the head in black was lying there.
But at this time, the corpse had been corrupted by the demonic energy and melted into a pool of dirty black water.
It was not corrupt before, as if it was because of evil eyes.
Now that evil eyes leave the body, they are the same fate as other monks in black.
The demonic body is corroded, and the corpse is gone.
But Mo Hua has already remembered his appearance.
Although he was blown by the Lihuo Formation, there were some burnt marks on his face, his face was sinister and his voice was also gloomy, he looked like a very young monk who was probably only in his twenties.
And he should still be a child of a noble family.
It is even possible that it is a disciple of the sect.
But Mo Hua doesn’t know who he is.
Mo Hua thought carefully and decided not to tell this matter out for now.
If you say it out, once the news leaks, you will become the target of these monks in black who are staying in the shadows.
The evil **** of the Great Wilderness may also follow the clues to find him.
They must have a great background in being a human trafficker near the academic prefecture.
It is also possible that I will be targeted by these major forces behind the scenes.
Besides, even if I say it out, no one will believe it.
Now the black-clothed leader is dead, his flesh and blood have turned into a pool of black water, unrecognizable, and there is no evidence of death.
If there is no evidence, you will be regarded as slandering and causing trouble for yourself.
No matter how you think about it, it is very inappropriate.
Mo Hua shook her head.
It’s better to pay attention to it secretly and check the clues. Once you have conclusive evidence, then secretly tell Uncle Gu.
Before this, you must never show your head.
Mo Hua flipped through the storage bag that the leader in black clothes carried with him, which contained only spirit stones and several non-standard spiritual swords.
There are also a few pills, but it is obviously an evil pill.
There is nothing valuable.
Mo Hua first drew the Lihuo Array and burned the body of the black-clothed leader again.
Then he drew a burial array and buried his body deeply under the soil and rocks.
The traces around were also moved by Mo Hua, covering up his own traces.
This black-clothed leader was completely buried in this remote valley.
Even if someone finds it, his body cannot be found.
Even if his body was found, this matter had nothing to do with Mo Hua.
No one believed that he, a young disciple in the early stage of foundation building, could kill a magic cultivator who had a vicious means alone in the middle stage of foundation building.
The ink painting was properly processed and felt that everything was foolproof, so he nodded.
He silently thanked Uncle Zhang Lan in his heart.
"It was thanks to Uncle Zhang Lan''s guidance back then that I had experience. I killed people and buried corpses without leaving any trouble!"
Mo Hua rushed back and met Cheng Mo and the others.
He took a long way, changed direction, and then adjusted his mindset, imagined that he was chased by the black-clothed leader, and was very panicked and finally escaped from the sky, and then rushed back.
Before he could get close to the abandoned weapon refining business, his spiritual sense discovered Cheng Mo and the others.
They scattered around, looking anxious, and were shouting the name "Mo Hua".
At that time, they were shrouded in the blood of the evil eyes. Although they could not move, they still knew that Mo Hua had led the vicious black-clothed leader away.
People like me survived by chance.
So after the people from Daotingsi arrived, two groups of people scattered together, casting nets to find ink paintings in the mountains.
They were worried that Mo Hua would be killed by the black-clothed leader, and they were both worried and guilty for a moment, so they tried their best to shout Mo Hua''s name.
Mo Hua felt a little moved and waved to them from afar.
"I''m back!"
Cheng Mo and others were very happy, especially Cheng Mo, who was a big man with a little red eyes.
"Mo Hua, are you okay?"
"Not hurt?"
"Where is the man in black?"
"Where is the man in black?"
"Several people asked anxiously.
"I''m fine." Mo Hua nodded, and then showed a "fear" look:
"The man in black is so scary, I''m no match at all..."
"He chased me, I could only escape, and then find an opportunity to hide in a big tree..."
"The sky is too dark and the mountains are complicated. The man in black is careless and didn''t find me."
"Then he seemed to be afraid of being discovered by Daotingsi, so he left. I hid in the tree, avoided the limelight for a while, and came back to find you..."
"Mo Hua told the story he made up seriously.
Simple, unpretentious, but reasonable.
Cheng Mo and others did not doubt it, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, "It''s okay..."
?
Mo Hua also smiled slightly.
Things afterwards will be simple, and there is no need to worry about ink painting.
The Daotingsi Zheng rescued the abducted monk and sent it back to the nearby Daotingsi.
They also inspected the corpses of the monk in black one by one.
Mo Hua and Cheng Mo and the other two were escorted by the officers of Daotingsi to Taixu Gate located in the Ganxuezhou area.
Ink paintings wanted to visit my old friend Huang Shanjun.
But there is not enough time, and at this time, it is better to have less than more things than to do. It is better to follow the carriage first and go back to Taixu Gate to avoid trouble.
Daotingsi''s carriage is very spacious, but not too comfortable.