Chapter 733 Report
"Dare you rob me of my pig?"
The sound of ink painting is crisp, with a faint contempt.
Senior Brother Duanjinmen kneeled in front of him, feeling humiliated.
He was blown by the formation, chopped by swords and axes, and was poisoned, and now he was covered in bruises.
But after all, it is in the late stage of foundation building, with a strong foundation and serious injury, it is not fatal.
Moreover, his bones were still quite hard, and he cursed:
“A bunch of little beasts!”
Hearing this, Cheng Mo slapped it with a big slap.
Senior Brother Duan Jinmen had blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were resentful, and his mouth was still very hard. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Today, the tiger fell into the sun and fell into the hands of you little miscellaneous people. I will admit defeat! But I will definitely get this account back, you can wait."
Mo Hua raised her eyebrows.
The bones are so hard?
He asked in confusion: "Are you not afraid, we killed you?"
Senior Brother Duan Jinmen sneered, "You don''t dare to kill me."
Mo Hua was slightly stunned and thought about it.
really…
I really can''t kill him.
If it is a sinful cultivation, an evil cultivation, a demon cultivation, but this person is a member of Duanjin Gate and a child of one of the twelve sects in Qianxuezhou. He did not make any big mistakes that the Taoist law explicitly prohibited. If he really kills him, Duanjin Gate will definitely raise an army to punish him.
Daotingsi would not sit idly by.
What''s more, this is still in the Demon Refining Mountain.
Although there are many monsters in the Demon Refining Mountain and the environment is dangerous, it is not a lawless place.
Ink painting was silently contemplating.
Seeing this, Senior Brother Duanjinmen became more confident that Mo Hua did not dare to kill him, and his expression became more and more fearless.
"Little devil, I would like to advise you that it is best not to offend me, the Kinmen Breakup. You don''t know how powerful I am!"
Mo Hua curled her lips with disdain on her face.
What is the person kneeling on the ground?
"If Duan Kinmen is really powerful, you won''t kneel in front of me now."
Senior Brother Duan Jinmen''s chest was blocked, his skin twitched, and then he still looked rebellious and sneered.
Cheng Mo couldn''t stand his stinky appearance and said:
"Senior brother, don''t you really kill him?"
Mo Hua asked, "Do you want to kill him?"
Cheng Mo shook his head.
He just asked.
Although I am reckless, I am not stupid.
If he really kills him, he will get into big trouble and it will be difficult to explain to Duanjin Gate, Taixu Gate, Daotingsi, and even the Cheng family.
Just teach him a lesson.
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Tear him naked, hang him on the tree, and then draw a turtle **** on him."
Senior Brother Duanjinmen was stunned, and his expression changed drastically.
Such humiliation is even more than killing him!
"Little bastard, do you dare?!" Senior brother Duanjinmen said angrily.
Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and decided to tell him with actions whether he dared it or not.
"Tie, hang up, draw a turtle."
“Okay!”
Cheng Mo was not polite, so he immediately took action, peeled off the Taoist robe of Senior Brother Kinmen, tied him up with a rope and spirit weapon that binds him, and prepared to hang him on the tree.
Senior Brother Duanjinmen was furious, but he was unable to resist. He could only let the tall Cheng Mo do whatever he wanted. He was ashamed and angry as he said with resentment:
"I won''t let you go!"
"I will ask you to repay this humiliation a hundred times!"
Mo Hua said kindly: "Then be careful next time. If it is useless again, it will fall into our hands. I will let you kneel a hundred times and then draw a hundred turtles on you."
Senior Brother Duanjinmen’s eyes turned red, “You are despicable and shameless, and you have a sneak attack in secret, otherwise I would never have…”
Mo Hua was speechless, "Do you think this is a house-playing house, and it''s ''despicable''? Such a big man, so naive, he has practiced Taoism to the dog..."
"Do you only have a head but not a brain when you eat?"
"Besides, if it comes to being despicable, we are not as good as your Duan Kinmen..."
"Relying on the large number of people and power, shamelessly robbing the monsters that were inferior to their disciples."
"Just rob it, you can rob it, you can rob it, you can rob it, you can''t beat it, and now you''re beaten down..."
"It''s nothing to kneel down, but someone even stripped naked and hung on a tree, and had a turtle painted on his body..."
Mo Hua sighed, "I admit that I overestimate your disciples from Duan Kinmen."
"I have prepared so many methods, but you are not even as good as the pig I killed before..."
Senior Brother Duanjinmen immediately became anxious and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Hao Xuan reminded: "Stop talking, senior brother, he will be angry to death."
Don’t kill him by then, the swords, guns, axes and rods will not kill him. If you say a few words, you will make him angry to death.
After checking Daotingsi, we can''t explain clearly.
"oh."
Mo Hua looked at the eyes hanging from the tree, her face turned pale, her chest was tight and her breath was short. She only saw the senior brother Duan Jinmen who was inhaling and not venting, and then stopped talking.
But Mo Hua still kept his promise, dipped his pen in Lingyin, and drew a turtle on his chest.
This turtle is painted very realistically.
The ink painting is very satisfied.
Senior Brother Duanjinmen rolled his eyes and fainted directly.
"Die?" Situ Jian asked.
Mo Hua sensed his breath and said, "It''s okay, I''m not dead."
“It’s good if you haven’t died.”
"Clean up, you can evacuate."
"good!"
Then a few people started to search for storage bags, but they were halfway through the wind and suddenly realized a problem:
“Can’t you take the storage bag?”
“It seems…”
Situ Jian pondered, "If you beat the disciples of Duanjin Gate, Duanjin Gate is stingy. Although it will cause a rift, it is nothing."
"But if you take their storage bags, it''s a robbery of monks, and it''s not nice to say it."
"And if there is a heritage of the Broken Golden Gate hidden in their storage bag, such as the Broken Golden Sword Skill, we will definitely be tied to the Broken Golden Gate if we take their storage bag..."
"If the Broken Kinmen is shameless and insist on us, we will **** their Sword Skills from the Sect, it will be difficult..."
Several people discussed.
“Right right!”
The guilty Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.
Because he did **** the sword technique of Duan Jinmen.
The jade slip for the broken gold sword technique is now lying in his **** ring...
You can’t let the “small valve” know.
Mo Hua said: "We are all serious people. We don''t do anything to rob families, just take back what we should take."
"If anyone doesn''t offend me, I won''t offend anyone."
"If someone offends me, then take off your clothes and hang them in a tree and draw a turtle!"
Cheng Mo and the others nodded one after another, "Young brother is right!"
Later, several people took all the materials of the pig-head demon into their bags, but the storage bags of the disciples of Duanjin Gate returned to the original owner.
After cleaning up, Mo Hua and his men left the Demon Refining Mountain before the night was dark.
As for whether the disciples of Duanjin Gate will be eaten by monsters from now on.
I don’t care about this ink painting.
Anyway, they deserve it if they were not killed by him, and they deserve it if they were eaten by monsters.
But Mo Hua was still kind-hearted. Before leaving, she fed each of them a healing pill to prevent them from really dying.
After Mo Hua left, after a while, the medicine was melted, and the injuries of the disciples of Duanjin Gate improved, and they gradually woke up.
Then they met. They always highly praised the "wise and mighty" senior brother, stripped naked and hung on a tree. There was a turtle on his chest, looking like a clown.
All the disciples were stunned.
"Senior brother, you..."
Senior brother Duanjinmen also woke up and said angrily: "Why don''t you put me down quickly?!"
The disciples immediately became in a hurry and put the senior brother down.
"Senior brother, who did it?"
"Senior brother, my head was dull, my eyes were dark and I fainted, and I didn''t see anything..."
"I just think there are so many people. Have you been besieged by many people?"
Someone said with a serious expression: "Even Senior Brother Jin is not an opponent. If you suffer such humiliation, there are more than one cultivator in the late stage of foundation building..."
“Senior Brother Jin…”
"Shut up the fuck!"
Senior brother Duanjinmen, surnamed Jin, said angrily.
These disciples'' words were stabbed in his chest one by one.
He felt humiliated and resentful, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn''t help but vomited another mouthful of blood.
The night is already deep, the mountains and forests are bleak, and occasionally monsters are roaring.
The atmosphere in the mountains is becoming more and more dangerous.
"Go back first, let''s talk about this account, you must get it back!"
Senior brother Duanjinmen was full of vicious eyes.
The other disciples did not dare to speak, and helped each other walk down the mountain.
After they all left, Xun Ziyou slowly walked out of the shadow on the dark hillside and sighed slowly.
It''s not his turn to take action.
A senior brother from Duanjin Gate who was in the late stage of foundation building, led seven middle stage disciples of foundation building, and was treated like this.
Although the methods are a little bad, they are still quite sensible and have not really killed them.
But where did the child learn these methods?
It is obvious that I look pure and obedient and clever, but how can I do things? I am so silly and full of bad water...
Xun Ziyou shook his head and then thought to himself:
"But that''s good, it''s not a bully. If you really get bullied, you can get the place back without the help of the elders of the sect..."
This is valuable.
Working things in a square and round manner, both have principles and are ‘using any means’; both follow rules and do not tie your own hands and feet...
Xunzi felt sad and a little lost.
"Senior Brother Xuan was very talented and upright in the past, but perhaps it was because he was too upright that he was so upright..."
"If he weren''t so upright, maybe he would have been..."
…
Mo Hua and his group returned to the sect like this.
The next day, ink painting was like nothing happened, and she practiced as usual.
Xun Ziyou looked at Mo Hua silently in secret and saw that he looked as usual, as if nothing had happened last night...
He has never killed the second-grade pig demon.
Not robbed by Duan Kinmen.
He didn''t rob the Kinmen again, and beat them a senior brother in the late stage of foundation building to seriously injured him, stripped his clothes, hung them on a tree, and drew a turtle...
Xunziyou was a little helpless.
This child is too heartbroken.
Last night, I was afraid that he really killed the disciples of Duan Kinmen, and today I could come to class without changing my face.
With such a characterization, one must be a person who does big things.
It is just that you don’t know whether the big things you do are good or evil.
Xun Ziyou shook his head.
He turned around and left, walked straight to the elder''s residence, and went to visit Mr. Xun. He always has to report on these experiences.
But when he arrived at the elder''s residence, Xun Ziyou unexpectedly found that Mr. Xun was stunned, holding a jade slip in his hand.
It seemed that he had discovered something amazing. Mr. Xun looked trembling and his hands were trembling.
Xun Ziyou rarely sees this expression from the ancestor.
The ancestor has a long lifespan and a strict temperament. He does not always act like **** and anger. He rarely looks shocked like he is now.
Something must have happened...
Xun Ziyou didn''t dare to go in, for fear of touching the ancestor''s bad head, and the wooden stakes were stuck outside the door.
Inside the house, Mr. Xun was holding the jade slip, and his heart was as stormy as waves.
The disciple who was sent to investigate the experience of ink painting was back today and just presented the jade slip.
In the jade slip, every word is shocking:
Tongxian City, ink painting.
It is rumored that when he was refining Qi, he built the first-grade Five Elements Demon Destroying Array, killed the great demon Feng Xi, and saved the monks in a city.
After that, the formation collapsed and died with the great demon Feng Xi.
According to rumors, when the formation collapsed, the nine heavens changed in shock, and the thunder of heavenly thunder came to him, and he walked back three times above his head without hurting him...
…
There is a master who doesn’t know the origin.
I once traveled out and built the foundation when I returned.
Now I am going to Qianzhou alone to study.
All kinds of achievements were engraved on the demon-suppressing monument, and the monks within a radius of hundreds of miles praised their names...
Mr. Xun took a deep breath.
In the Qi Refining Realm, set up a large formation, kill the great demons, and avoid thunder!
These things are like fairy tales, sound like stories made up by storytellers and legends of monks, and are not trustworthy at all.
They had no idea what level of formation was.
I don’t know what it means to build a large formation during the Qi Refining Period.
And the big monster...
That is a terrifying evil deed of the great Tao.
It is even more nonsense to say that the thunder of the body is not hurt.
The origin of the thunder of thunder is derived from the laws of heaven and contains the power of law to erase all.
Within the law, gods and ghosts can kill them, and Taoist evil can also be killed, let alone a mere young monk in the Qi Refining Stage.
These words seem very absurd in the eyes of the great monks who have truly had the experience of practicing Taoism and understand the profoundness of the great Taoism.
But the protagonist of these things...
It is ink painting.
Mr. Xun''s heart trembled.
The child Mo Hua has a superb spiritual sense, and he knows it.
The super-quality spiritual consciousness, then theoretically, the realm of Qi refining is certainly possible. With the powerful spiritual consciousness, you can learn and build a large array...
If you can build a large formation, you can fight against the great monster.
It is also possible that the formation collapses and dies with the great demon.
And the thunder of heaven eliminates all things within the rules.
But the super-spirited spiritual sense means that it is beyond the rules.
so…
It is not impossible for the thunder of disaster to come to his body without any injury.
So when you think about it this way, these ridiculous rumors... are actually reasonable?
Mr. Xun''s pupils shook slightly.
He suddenly realized that from his lifelong understanding of Taoism, he had inferred a "fact" that was obviously not in line with his understanding of Taoism, but seemed reasonable?
For a moment, Mr. Xun was a little unbelievable.
He read the jade slip word by word.
Every time I read a word, my eyelids twitched.
Afterwards, he noticed a line of words:
"There is a master who has unknown origin..."
What kind of "master" can you teach such a disciple?
Mr. Xun suddenly had a guess that made his scalp numb:
This mysterious "master" with unknown origin, unknown identity, and mysterious...
A figure suddenly appeared in my mind.
He was dressed in white, with a handsome face, and between his eyebrows, he had three points of freedom, three points of arrogance, three points of unrestrainedness, and a bit of natural and natural immortal charm.
A name that was deeply engraved in my mind but almost never mentioned to others emerged again:
Zhuang Daoling!
Mr. Xun took a breath of cold air and his heart trembled slightly.
Ink painting…
Is that person’s disciple? !
Mr. Xun felt cold sweat oozing from his back.
He has guessed this before.
Not long after Mo Hua entered the door, he felt something faintly.
Although the two have obviously different appearances and temperaments, one is unconventional and the other is pretty and cute, obviously different.
But that kind of transparent understanding, understanding of the essence of formation, is almost the same as his affinity for the great way.
A casual cultivator in a small fairy city, if no one is instructed, would never have this natural temperament of unity between man and nature.
But...how is this possible?
Mr. Xun frowned.
The man''s vision was surprisingly high, and his disciples were all talented. How could he accept such a middle- and low-level cultivator as his disciple?
Moreover, after this period of contact, Mr. Xun can be sure that this child will not flow into the fairyland.
This is unreasonable...
The child has learned a good understanding of formation and his understanding of "Tao".
These are by no means ordinary guidance.
Being able to spend time teaching these things proves that the person wants to teach the child his skills.
But why, the most important immortal heaven formation flow is not taught at all?
If you don’t learn the flow of the immortal sky formation, you won’t enter the immortal sky formation.
So how can I calculate it? I have the real inheritance of the immortal sky?
Isn''t it too late yet...
Mr. Xun frowned with pale brows and sighed deeply.
In any case, Ruomo Hua is really the disciple of that person, this is really a great cause and effect...
Mr. Xun was in a state of great emotion for a moment, and even felt a little palpitations.
It was not until he came to his senses that he was slightly stunned and found a "wooden stake" standing at the door.
“Come in.”
Mr. Xun calmed his expression and said calmly.
Xun Ziyou outside the door saw that the ancestor''s expression calmed down and there was no such a depressing aura around him, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, stepped respectfully, and walked into the house.
The Taoist boy came up to serve tea.
Xun Ziyou took a sip of tea with some restraint, then spoke, and whispered: "Old ancestor, you..."
He wanted to ask if something happened that caused the ancestor''s mood to change so drastically...
But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them tactfully.
The disaster comes from the mouth, and say less mistakes.
Mr. Xun was a little unhappy, "If you have something to say, you are all elders, and you are also mother-in-law and mother-in-law..."
Xun Ziyou felt bitter in her heart, and she whispered: "It''s the business of ink painting..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as these two words came out, Mr. Xun''s expression suddenly changed, and his body could not reveal the powerful aura of the Cave Void Realm.
Xunziyou''s heart trembled and said quickly:
“Old ancestor…”
Mr. Xun was slightly stunned, then he calmed down and asked calmly:
“What’s wrong with ink painting?”
Xunzi sighed: "It''s nothing, it''s just the matter when you asked me to take care of him. This child''s methods are a bit... unusual?"
Mr. Xun frowned slightly.
Xunziyou said everything he saw in the Demon Refining Mountain.
"The formation is very well drawn, and it also has prestige among fellow disciples..."
"Last night, he took four fellow disciples to kill a second-grade intermediate pig demon. The formation he used seemed to be a special formation of "amplifying spiritual power". I have never seen it..."
"Later, there was a conflict with the disciples of Duanjin Gate."
"The Broken Kinmen, a group of eight people, and there is also a late stage of foundation building, and it is not an opponent at all."
"And his method of setting up the formation is also a bit incredible, as if he uses thoughts as his pen and land as a medium..."
Mr. Xun was stunned.
The formation that amplifies spiritual power, the technique of drawing the ground into the formation...
These incredible methods are very similar to that person''s work.
With all this, Mr. Xun is almost sure that the child Mo Hua must be a disciple of Zhuang Daoling!
Mr. Xun was a little stunned for a moment, still feeling unbelievable, and at the same time he was deeply puzzled.
Why did that person’s personal disciple fall into my Taixu Sect?
Why not Qiandao Sect?
Xun Ziyou didn''t know Mr. Xun''s thoughts and asked his doubts aside:
"I have never seen these formations and methods of setting up formations before. Could it be... what you taught him?"
Mr. Xun frowned and was about to deny it, but suddenly he changed his mind.
Mr. Xun''s eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Xun Ziyou, and said meaningfully:
"Don''t mention this to anyone."
He didn''t say yes, nor did he say no.
But Xunzi understood it carefully and thought he understood it.
These formation methods were indeed taught by the ancestors privately.
Such things cannot be known to others, so as not to make people feel that the ancestor is partial.
Although everyone knows that the ancestor is partial.
Xun Ziyou nodded and said, "Old ancestor, don''t worry, I am absolutely tight-lipped!"
Mr. Xun nodded slightly.
"Just..." Xun Ziyou was still a little confused, "Ancestor, do you know these things yourself?"
No matter whether it is the spiritual power amplification formation or the magical formation method, he has never seen the ancestor use it.
The ancestor doesn’t know how, how can he teach?
Mr. Xun looked at Xunziyou silently.
Xun Ziyou felt nervous and immediately smiled and said, "The ancestor is knowledgeable and skilled in everything. I am short-sighted..."
Mr. Xun was expressionless when he heard this.
Xun Ziyou was watched by Mr. Xun, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles for a moment.
I don’t know how long it took, Mr. Xun waved his hand and said, “Go for your own business.”
Xunzi Youru received an amnesty and immediately said:
"Then I won''t disturb my ancestor anymore, I''ll say goodbye to me."
After saying that, Xun Ziyou didn''t want to stay for a moment and immediately got up and left.
In the elder''s residence, only Mr. Xun sat wither.
Mr. Xun was still thinking, his expression changed several times.
If that person is really involved, then the secret here will be unfathomable.
The water is too deep, and the cause and effect involved is too great...
Mr. Xun frowned, then was stunned, his eyes gradually deepened.
Or, there is another possibility:
It’s this “opportunity”, it’s so terrifying…
Thank you for your rewards, Le-Mo-Ling- and Huang Xiaolou~
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(This chapter ends)