Chapter 757 The truth


    The blood-colored stream flows, flowing into the distance, without seeing the end.


    What is flowing inside is not known as demon blood or human blood.


    The stones by the stream are soaked in blood all year round, and a layer of dried plasma is condensed, showing a strange black and red color.


    There are also monster bones around, and there are signs of biting on the bones, as if they were "chewed" by someone or something.


    These bones were thrown on both sides and piled up together, like a pile of bones on the river.


    The ink painting and Xun Ziyou''s eyes were both a little solemn.


    There are so many demon bones, which means that the number of monsters that died here is extremely large.


    Similarly, this also means that the demon cultivators hiding here are probably not a small number.


    Immediately, a puzzle arose in the two of them:


    Where did these demon cultivators come from?


    Mo Hua looked at Xun Ziyou with frowning and asked in a low voice:


    "Elder Xun, have you seen this place of bones before?"


    Xunzi pondered for a moment, and although he didn''t want to admit it, he had to sigh:


    "I have been on duty in this Demon Refining Mountain for 20 or 30 years. I have never seen the scene of the bones in the Blood Creek before..."


    "The demon cultivator has never seen it." Xun Ziyou added.


    Mo Hua thought for a moment and asked:


    "Elder Xun, can''t outsiders really enter the Demon Refining Mountain?"


    Xun Ziyou said with a serious expression: "The surrounding demon refining mountain is sealed by formations. Except for the disciples of the sect and a few elders on duty, no other cultivator can enter the demon refining mountain..."


    Speaking of this, Xun Ziyou was suddenly stunned, understood the meaning of the ink painting, and his eyes shook:


    "You mean... these demon cultivators are all disciples of the sect?"


    Mo Hua corrected: "''Zeng'' is a disciple of the sect."


    Xunziyou felt a chill in his heart, and then his back became cold.


    Then, things may be much more serious than he thought.


    Demons are not ashamed of the righteous way, they are not tolerated by the law of Tao, and are forbidden by the Tao court.


    If the ink painting says, a large number of demon cultivators appear here, it means that a large number of disciples fall into demons.


    This is definitely the biggest "scandal" in Qianxuezhou''s area so far.


    The entire Qianxuezhou community will experience huge shocks.


    “You must find out clearly!”


    See who is so brave, dares to lure, indulge, and protect so many disciples and become a demon cultivator!


    Xunziyou''s eyes were cold.


    He wanted to walk into the Baigu River to take a look, but was suddenly pulled by Mo Hua.


    "You can''t leave this forest." Mo Hua said.


    Xunziyou was stunned.


    Mo Hua pointed to the dense forest, "In this forest, a divine formation was arranged to cover up the perception of the spiritual consciousness..."


    "This is a double-edged sword that not only covers the traces of the demon cultivator, but in turn, it actually covers our traces."


    "But it''s different in front of you. There is no grass growing in the blood stream and white bones, there is no cover of the forest, and there is no divine formation."


    "If we pass this way, we may be ''seeing'' clearly."


    Xun Ziyou frowned, "Where are you using a hidden spiritual weapon?"


    Mo Hua asked, "Elder Xun, do you have any hidden spiritual weapons?"


    "Well," Xun Ziyou nodded, "I don''t usually carry it, but I will carry it with me in recent days."


    Mainly to keep track of you invisible...


    Xunziyou said silently in his heart.


    Mo Hua nodded slightly, thought for a while, and shook his head, "It''s not just a matter of concealment, it probably has a formation..."


    "Formation?"


    "Well," Mo Hua pointed to the bones and said, "There are still formations buried beneath these bones. Although I don''t know what formation it is, it''s very strange. If you go over rashly, there will definitely be big trouble."


    "It shouldn''t be possible to hide..."


    These are what he just saw.


    The demon cultivator will not throw the remains of the monster in front of this stream for no reason.


    They did this, and there must be a reason.


    With just a slight glance, Mo Hua knew that under the bones, the **** and evil aura was covered up the formation''s aura.


    This is an evil formation.


    And it seems that it is not an ordinary evil formation.


    "Just go there like this, and something goes wrong, you will definitely be discovered. The Golden Pill Demon Cultivator is fine, if there is a feathering realm..."


    "There is no realm of feathering." Xunzi said leisurely.


    Mo Hua was surprised, "Isn''t it?"


    "No," Xun Ziyou said confidently, "The senior masters who were first built in the Yaoliang Mountain and used formations to seal the mountain, also used formations to limit the cultivation of the monks outside the Yaoliang Mountain."


    "Near the outer mountain, the highest level of cultivation is the Golden Pill."


    Mo Hua''s pupils shrank slightly, "The Great Array of Heaven?!"


    Xun Ziyou was surprised, "What kind of heavenly formation?"


    Ink painting pointed upwards, "It is the thunder in the sky..."


    Xun Ziyou suddenly realized and shook her head, "There is no big formation in the sky? You are talking about the restrictions of the laws of heaven."


    Mo Hua remembered that the master said that the great formation of heaven is just a legend, and most monks do not believe that there is a great formation in heaven.


    But Mo Hua knew that the great formation of heaven existed.


    Because he has really seen it with his own eyes.


    "Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded, "It is the law of heaven."


    Xun Ziyou shook his head and said, "This is different. Jiuzhou divided into grades. In the low-grade state world, using super-grade cultivation will be wiped out by the way of heaven."


    "But this power of the forbidden laws of heaven is not something that monks can control."


    "The mountain-sealing formation of the Demon Refining Mountain cannot have such power."


    "This mountain-sealing formation is actually an expulsion formation. When a cultivator of the Yuhua Realm enters the Demon Refining Mountain, he will issue an early warning first."


    "If the monk Yuhua will not leave within a stick of incense."


    "The Demon Refining Mountain Mountain Protecting Formation will activate the fifth-grade space formation in the Reconstruction Formation, and forcibly expel the cultivators of the Feather Realm from the Demon Refining Mountain..."


    "Why did Yuhua expel him?" Mo Hua asked, "Are you afraid that Yuhua monks will do bad things?"


    "That''s right," Xun Ziyou nodded, "It''s enough to protect these disciples. If the elder of the Yuhua Realm comes in, if he is crazy and suddenly becomes a demon, kills and kills in the Demon Refining Mountain, it will lead to a disaster."


    "Feathering is different from the golden elixir. Feathering can turn into feathers and fly with the void."


    "Once they indulge in killing, fly back and forth, and slaughter them, these geniuses in the foundation-building realm of the Demon Refining Mountain are really like grass, and I don''t know how many casualties will be killed or injured."


    "This is also a huge disaster for the sect."


    "This happened a long time ago, so later, I simply banned all the cultivators with above-mentioned cultivation level from entering the mountains outside the Demon Refining Mountain."


    "I see…"


    Mo Hua suddenly realized and nodded.


    Therefore, the strongest strength of these demon cultivators in front of them will not exceed that of the Golden Pill.


    Mo Hua looked at Xunziyou.


    Elder Xun has a late-stage Jindan cultivation, with a deep cultivation level and will not look weak in actual combat. He should be able to protect himself.


    The confidence of ink painting is even more strong.


    "Elder Xun, let''s go back first." Mo Hua said.


    "Go back?" Xunziyou was puzzled.


    Mo Hua explained: "Come again at night, most of the monsters will lie down at night and will only be active at night."


    "The demon cultivates demon skills, drinks demon blood, eats demon flesh, and follows the demon path. Generally speaking, there will be big moves at night."


    "And, for so many years, the demon cultivator has lie dormant here without any trace. I guess he took advantage of the night that the demon refining mountain was rarely visited before he could go out to poach monsters. No one has discovered it before..."


    “So, it’s better to come tonight.”


    Xunziyou said, "Then why not just wait here?"


    Mo Hua silently glanced at Xun Ziyou and whispered, "Let''s go back and check something."


    "What are you looking for?" Xun Ziyou was a little confused again.


    Mo Hua pointed to the bones with the traces of "chewing" in this place and said slowly:


    "Check the origins of these demon cultivators."


    Xun Ziyou''s eyes were slightly condensed, and he immediately understood.


    If these demon cultivators were once disciples of the sect, there would inevitably be records in the archives of the Demon Refining Mountain.


    For example, in recent years, the disciple who has "missed" in the Demon Refining Mountain...


    "Death" disciple...


    They may not have really been "missed" or "dead" in the Demon Refining Mountain.


    It is very likely that they "transformed" into demon cultivators in the Demon Refining Mountain, thus abandoning their original identities and "dead" in the sect archives...


    Xunziyou felt a little anxious.


    This guess is very reasonable.


    Then he looked at the ink painting with a strange look.


    What I just figured out now, has this child already expected it?


    How did he feel that the disciple of Mo Hua knows more than himself?


    It seems like he deals with these monsters and monsters every day...


    Xunziyou was stunned. The ink painting had already begun to retreat. Halfway through, he turned around and saw Xunziyou still in a daze. He couldn''t help but say:


    "Elder Xun, you''re leaving."


    Xun Ziyou came back to his senses and nodded, "Okay."


    Just looking at Mo Hua''s back, his eyes were still a little vibrating.


    Maybe not only did I misread it, but the ancestor probably misreaded it.


    This kid...is very likely, it''s not just a "formula genius". Even, he may not be regarded as a "disciple"...


    …


    The two returned to the mountain gate and Mo Hua said:


    "Elder Xun, you need to check the files and see what disciples have disappeared or ‘dead’ in the Demon Refining Mountain in recent years. It is best to have a portrait..."


    There is another guess in Mo Hua''s mind, which needs to be confirmed.


    “Okay.”


    Xunzi sighed, a little reluctant.


    He suddenly felt that Mo Hua seemed to be the "elder", and he was a bodyguard who did odd jobs for "elder Mo".


    Xunziyou walked towards the library of the Lianyaoshan Hall.


    Ink painting follows naturally.


    But after walking a few steps, Xun Ziyou stopped him, "You can''t go in."


    Mo Hua was stunned.


    Xun Ziyou said: "Only elders on duty can enter the documentary and legal documents and materials in Lian Yaoshan."


    Ink painting was very disappointed.


    He really wanted to go through the files of Lian Yaoshan to see what was recorded in it.


    What a pity.


    Mo Hua reminded: "Then take a look at who there are, don''t forget the portrait..."


    Xunzi sighed, "Okay..."


    Xun Ziyou entered the documentary chamber with the elder order in his hand. After about an hour, he came out and winked at the ink painting.


    Ink painting is understood by heart.


    The two of them entered the Demon Refining Mountain again and found a secluded big stone behind the lonely and secluded rock.


    Xunziyou whispered:


    "I took it out secretly. These are rubbings, names, hometowns, resumes, and portraits... I''ll burn them after you see them."


    Ink painting was shocked.


    This elder Xun is really reliable!


    Not only do you know what you want, but you also think of everything you didn’t expect in advance.


    It is worthy of being Mr. Xun’s great-grandson of countless generations!


    Without further ado, the ink painting immediately looked up the file.


    The file records the list of "missing" or "death" in the Demon Refining Mountain in the past hundred years:


    "Kuangping, Duanjin Gate, is a third-rank Kuang family disciple. He was nineteen years old at the time and entered the Demon Refining Mountain and disappeared three days later. He searched the mountain for two months and disappeared. He was suspected to have died in the mouth of a demon beast..."


    "Jiang Rulong, Guishuimen, a second-rank Jiang family disciple, at the age of twenty, entered the mountain to hunt monsters. Because of his shallow experience, he panicked when he was hunting monsters. He failed to hunt monsters and was taken into the deep forest by monsters, and his corpse was left untold..."


    "Lan Huier, Danqing Sect... and her male disciples from the same sect entered the mountain and both died..."


    "Liuying, Wanzhen Sect..."


    …


    On the list, there are also other sect disciples who have disappeared or died.


    Some of them should be the Demon Refining Mountain where they really died.


    But the other part is probably not easy to say...


    It is very likely that some of the dead disciples on the list will turn into demons in the Demon Refining Mountain, eating meat and drinking blood.


    I''m afraid that''s not the only one.


    In the intuition of ink painting, some disciples with strange names and strange appearances are inexplicably familiar.


    This is a kind of intuition of cause and effect.


    It seems that there has been an intersection between each other.


    After thinking about the ink painting, I suddenly thought about it:


    Crime of sin!


    According to the list of Boss Jiang, he arrested many sinister cultivators and was responsible for the inheritance of the sect. Logically speaking, he had his feet in the sect.


    But after checking Daotingsi, he found nothing.


    Mo Hua was puzzled before, but now after seeing this list, he suddenly realized that those "crime cultivators" who lived outside and committed crimes were probably "dead" in the sect files.


    That''s why Daotingsi couldn''t find anything.


    It is also difficult to verify the sect!


    In other words, not only the demon cultivators in the Demon Refining Mountain, but also the evil cultivators who have committed many evil deeds will "discard" in the Demon Refining Mountain.


    Liang Yaoshan is a pitch-black "rag".


    It will erase all traces of the sect’s disciples through the “death record” and become sinister cultivators, demon cultivators, and even demon cultivators.


    After the birth of the book, change your face and name, no one can find out the foundation.


    Ink painting was slightly shocked.


    “No wonder…”


    "No wonder those black-clad human traffickers who have become evil gods are so rampant. When Daotingsi investigated, he struggled, because once he traced the source and found that he found that he really had no such person... "


    "Because the disciple who matches the conditions has long been ''dead''!"


    "In the eyes of the sect, Daotingsi investigated a dead or non-existent disciple and "slandered" this disciple colluded with human traffickers or other demon cultivators, which was obviously provoking trouble, spreading rumors and slandering, and deliberately slandering them."


    "No sect can sit idly by and watch."


    "In order to safeguard the interests of the sect, the reputation of the sect, and even the reputation of the disciples, the sect had to confront the Daotingsi to obstruct the Daotingsi''s investigation."


    "So, once Daotingsi investigates this matter, it will inevitably fall into a deadlock."


    "Uncle Gu is the same, no matter how powerful he is, it''s useless."


    "He is the Daotingsi Dianshi. If you investigate from the Daotingsi, you will always be isolated from the sect''s gate..."


    Mo Hua suddenly realized and finally figured out these things.


    But he was still a little unsure.


    After all, these are just my own guesses.


    The intuition of cause and effect is just intuition, and does not mean that there will be no mistake at all.


    "It needs to be verified..."


    Ink paintings are translated on the list again.


    I don’t know how long I turned it over, Mo Hua’s pupils shrank, and a light smile appeared on the corner of her mouth after a moment.


    “Finally found…”


    On the list, remember a name:


    "Xie Zangshan, a disciple of Guishuimen, 21 years old, from the third-rank Xie family, has a middle-level foundation-building cultivation, is arrogant and complacent, goes into the mountain alone to hunt monsters, disappears... Three months later, he is determined to die."


    I have never heard of this name in Mohua.


    But the ink painting looks very familiar to the portrait next to the name.


    This person, this face, was the black-clad leader at that time!


    It seems that two or three years ago, Cheng Mo and his men broke through more than 20 people in black to traffic in monks and were chased by the people in black. At the end of their journey, they happened to be touched by themselves.


    I helped me a little.


    He saved Cheng Mo, killed the traffickers, and saved the trafficked monk.


    At that time, most of these traffickers died and turned into a pool of black water.


    The only exception is the black-clothed leader!


    The black-clothed leader was carrying the skeleton of the evil god, and he chased him to the barren mountain, and then was killed by his own means.


    After the black-clothed leader died, Mo Hua looked at his face.


    Although he was blown by the Lihuo Formation, his face was burnt and his face was sinister, he looked like a very young monk who was probably only in his twenties.


    That face now slowly overlaps with the portrait in front of you.


    Xie Zangshan!


    The eyes of the ink painting are bright.


    This will confirm your guess!


    Mo Hua looked through the time again and found that the time when Xie Zangshan was "missed" happened to be the second day after he was "killed" by himself.


    In other words, when the black-clothed leader, who was a human trafficker, died, Xie Zangshan, a disciple of the sect, was "missed" in Lian Yao Mountain.


    This is by no means a coincidence, but a very mature and stable process that is almost "seamless".


    And the people and forces involved must be quite large.


    The eyes of ink painting are slightly cold.


    Xun Ziyou, who was standing beside him, saw Mo Hua''s eyes focused and his expression was changing, and he couldn''t help but ask:


    "Did you see something again?"


    Mo Hua looked at Xun Ziyou, thought about it, but still couldn''t tell it out in full, and only told what was happening in front of him:


    "The demon cultivators in Demon Refining Mountain are most likely those who are missing or dead on this list."


    Xunziyou didn''t know that ink painting was hidden, so he nodded and sighed in his heart.


    It''s dark under the light...


    No one expected that such a thing would happen in the Qianxuezhou community under the noses of a number of sect elders.


    Some people are really too brave.


    And he is also very careful in his actions.


    The conspiracy behind it is probably not small...


    Xun Ziyou looked up at the sky and said, "It''s getting late, let''s go to the bones again."


    "Yes!" Mo Hua nodded.


    The two set off again.


    At this time, the sunset is setting and the morning glow is pouring on the sky. It is a common sight in the Demon Refining Mountain.


    But the difference is that at this time, Mo Hua usually hunts monsters and goes down the mountain to return to the sect just by the setting sun.


    At this time, he was walking towards the deep forest of Lian Yaoshan.


    Taking advantage of the setting sun, we walked step by step into the darkness of the Demon Refining Mountain...


    ?Thank you for your reward~


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    (This chapter ends)