Chapter 760 Copper Money
The dark night, depression and dead silence.
But in the ink painting, you can see the scarlet aura in the dark night, and you can vaguely hear the roar and hiss of monsters.
Afterwards, the bones trembled.
The blood-colored array patterns were connected to each other, and a strange aura of divine thoughts came from afar.
A long passage made of white bones appeared on the ground.
This passage is like a giant python, passing through the blood-colored stream and the white bone river beach, leading to the farthest gate of Wan Yao Valley.
Mo Hua was shocked and immediately understood.
Although he could not see the specific array pattern, the flow of the power of the formation''s divine thought gave him a very clear feeling.
He has seen this formation!
It was the divine formation used to "open the door" in the blood-colored fishing village, in front of the dry well, and painted on the bone bricks.
But the formation on this long bone channel is larger in scale, more complex in formation patterns, and higher in grades.
Moreover, it is even more evil.
The sixteenth month is full, the blood stream is boiling, and the bone channel appears.
The demon cultivator stood in front of the Tao with his head down and bowed his hands, extremely respectful.
I don’t know how long it took, an old, hoarse voice like a wild beast sounded:
“Go on the road.”
So the demon cultivators began to walk onto the bone passage like despairing zombies, taking slow steps.
The demon cultivator walking in front has a very strong demonic aura and obviously has a higher status.
They walk empty-handed.
The demon cultivator behind them either carries the corpse of a monster or carries a huge storage bag.
There are also trailers in between.
There is a very tough second-grade iron cage on the car, and some injured and rare second-grade monsters are locked in the cage.
These monsters are alive, but they are bound to death by iron chains. The sharp barbs are pierced into flesh and blood, and they cannot move at all.
The edge follows some scattered and unrestrained demon cultivators.
All the demon cultivators, wrapped in black robes, walked like zombies, walking on the bone passage, being loyal and respectful, and did not dare to cross a step.
It seems that only this passage can enter the Wan Yao Valley.
Once you make a mistake, you will never be able to recover.
Xun Ziyou passed on a letter to Mo Hua and said, "Let''s go in at the end..."
The demon cultivator behind him is weak in strength and perception.
Even if you are discovered, it is easy to get out.
If you get in front and powerful demon cultivators gather together, if something happens and reveals flaws, you will inevitably fall into the siege of these demon beasts.
He is in the late stage of Jindan, so he is not afraid.
But ink paintings are only in the middle stage of foundation building, and they are not physical cultivation. They are not "brittle" and are not as precious as gold. They cannot knock, touch, and even lose a single hair.
Surely he can''t be allowed to take risks.
Mo Hua also nodded honestly.
The Wan Yao Valley is dangerous, and he must be following Elder Xun.
The two of them waited for a while, watching the full moon in the night, and above the Blood Stream Bone Road, the team of demon cultivators gradually drifted away, and the demon cultivators following the back door were also sparse and fewer.
Mo Hua was about to set off to follow him, but Xun Ziyou suddenly grabbed him.
Mo Hua turned his head in confusion, but saw Xun Ziyou with a serious face and said in a deep voice:
"Someone came out of the valley!"
Mo Hua felt a stern, and not long after, he found a shocking demonic aura surged from afar.
Golden elixir demon cultivator!
Mo Hua''s pupils shrank, and he turned around and looked at the breath. He saw that the demonic aura suddenly became strong and hazy, and two powerful figures appeared.
"Two Golden Pill Demon Cultivation Elders?!"
Ink painting was shocked.
The demon cultivators who entered the valley stopped and bowed to the ground.
They knelt on the ground, with their backs lying on their backs, like a humble "stage".
Two demon cultivators, stepping on these kneeling demon cultivators, turned into two **** storms and rushed directly outside the valley.
For a moment, the sea of ??blood boiled and demons burst into tears.
Xun Ziyou''s eyes narrowed and blocked Mo Hua behind him.
Mo Hua hid behind Elder Xun, quietly leaned his head, squinted his eyes and peeped, and saw two scarlet blood lights wrapped around two figures, getting closer and closer to him.
The powerful demonic power made Mo Hua''s scalp numb.
The two demon elders were like two sprinting monsters, getting closer and closer, and in a blink of an eye, they were less than four or five hundred feet long.
Xun Ziyou''s eyes were slightly cold, and he held the spiritual sword magic weapon in his hand that was in harmony with his heart, and the spiritual power of the golden elixir began to operate silently.
The atmosphere was temporarily stagnant.
Ink painting is also a little nervous.
At this moment, the two demon cultivators turned their escape light and fled outside the dense forest without hesitation.
It seems quite anxious.
Xun Ziyou''s hand holding the spiritual sword loosened, but his eyes were still a little solemn, and at the same time, there was still a hint of doubt.
After the two demon cultivators disappeared, Mo Hua asked quietly:
"What have these two bad elders done?"
Xun Ziyou shook his head slightly.
"It seems that they seem to have something urgent?" Mo Hua said.
Xunziyou thought about it and suddenly felt uneasy.
What was the purpose of the two demon cultivators so eager to leave the valley?
Xun Ziyou was very concerned. He looked at the sky and the demon cultivators again. He thought that the Ten Thousand Demon Valley was closed, and it was estimated that there was still one hour left, so he said to Mo Hua:
"There is something strange, I''ll go and see, you can stay here."
If you follow the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator, you will definitely not be able to bring in ink paintings.
Xunziyou thought for a while and said, "In an hour, if I come back, we will go into the valley together."
"If I haven''t come back, don''t go in. I''ll make a long-term plan for this matter..."
After Xun Ziyou finished speaking, he reminded him again: "Don''t go in alone."
"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.
He still knows the importance of this.
After saying that, Xun Ziyou chased the two demon cultivators Jindan.
There is no way to ink painting, so you can only wait in place.
At the same time, he was also curious in his heart what the two demon cultivators had done in such a long night, even without even hiding their own actions?
But now, he couldn''t guess, so he could only wait patiently.
On the big tree in front of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, ink painting just waited.
But after waiting for a long time, the fewer and fewer demon cultivators below, and the boiling blood stream gradually calmed down. When the bone passage was about to close, Elder Xun still did not come back.
Ink painting is a little worried.
"Elder Xun... nothing will happen, right?"
He is the elder of Taixu Sect, the descendant of Mr. Xun, and a great monk in the late stage of Jindan. It should not be that easy to die...
Mo Hua was very worried about Elder Xun.
He turned his head again and looked at the Wan Yao Valley in the distance.
In the bone channel, there are fewer and fewer demon cultivators, and the demonic energy is getting weaker and weaker. It is estimated that not long after, the Ten Thousand Demon Valley will be closed again.
The ink painting sent a letter to Elder Xun:
"Elder Xun, are you okay?"
“Are you back?”
But the news that was spread is like mud sinking to the sea, without any news.
I don’t know if Elder Xun didn’t see it or if he was delayed by something.
Mo Hua was a little anxious.
what to do?
Go in alone?
Ink painting immediately shook his head.
He won''t go.
Too rash...
But if I don’t go now, I will have to wait for another month. At that time, I still don’t know what will happen.
Once there is an accident, the Ten Thousand Demon Valley will be closed or destroyed, and the Four Symbol Formation and the Shrine Formation inside will probably not be able to learn it.
"Four Symbol Formation and Shinto Formation..."
Mo Hua had a war between heaven and man in his heart, and finally sighed.
Forget it.
Although I really want to learn these two types of formations, the current situation is indeed not suitable for taking risks.
Let’s wait for Elder Xun to come back honestly and make a long-term plan.
Mo Hua nodded slowly.
I waited for another half an hour.
Elder Xun still didn''t come back.
Similarly, the gate of Wan Yao Valley was not closed.
Ink painting is a bit strange.
"Not closing? What does it mean?"
"Wait for me to go in?"
No...
I don’t have such a big face either.
Mo Hua stared at the demon cultivator below again, and then he realized that there were several demon cultivators guarding a coffin at the edge of the bone passage.
From a distance, it was covered by a black robe. The ink painting could not see their faces clearly, but they could vaguely sense their emotions.
They were very anxious, as if they were waiting for something.
Ink painting frowned.
What are they waiting for?
Mo Hua was very curious, and thought for a little while, then stood up lightly and jumped under a big tree closest to them.
At this distance, you can just hear the voices of these demon cultivators.
But their mouths and noses seemed to be demonized, and the sound they made was a bit like a wild beast''s breathing, not like a human voice.
After listening to the ink painting for a while, I gradually realized it.
“…Why…so long…”
“It’s been delayed…”
"It seems that something happened...something happened..."
“…discovered…”
"If you don''t hurry up, Wan Yao Valley is really going to close..."
Mo Hua''s brows were getting tighter and tighter. Just as she was confused, she heard some movements coming from afar.
Ink Hua looked in the sound and saw a demon cultivator walking out of the dense forest, with a sack on his back.
After the demon cultivator approached, he threw the sack on the ground and said in a silence:
"The man broke his promise and delivered the ''good''."
A demon cultivator stepped forward and opened the sack.
Inside the sack was filled with a person, and as soon as the hole opened, a small, wooden head was revealed.
Mo Hua looked down and was shocked.
"Little wood?!"
How could he be caught here?
Ouyang Mu in the sack, I don’t know what he encountered and is in a coma.
When the ink painting was puzzled, there was another movement from afar, and two more demon cultivators came over.
One of the demon cultivators also carried a sack on their backs.
When it got closer, it threw the sack on the ground.
"It took some trouble, damn..."
The demon cultivator kicked the sack, "He has a very tough temper."
Ink painting felt tight.
Who was arrested this time?
"Are you dead?" A demon cultivator said.
"No, the young master has given the order. Only when you are alive is useful. How can you kill yourself..."
As he said that, a demon cultivator opened the sack. Inside the sack, there was a little white face.
Ink painting is very surprising.
Song Jian?
He was actually arrested?
But Song Jian is fine. He is not familiar with him anyway. It doesn’t matter whether he dies or lives.
Ink painting breathed a sigh of relief.
Then a group of demon cultivators gathered together, but still had no movement, as if they were still waiting for something.
Mo Hua frowned, "Who else is going to be caught?"
He had a faint premonition in his heart.
Sure enough, within a stick of incense, another group of demon cultivators came from a distance.
There are four demon cultivators this time, and they are all at the peak of foundation building cultivation. They are full of demonic power, and they look no different from monsters.
One of the demon cultivators also carried a sack on their backs.
When he walked closer, it threw the sack on the ground and opened the bag. As expected, it was a handsome boy - Linghu Xiao.
Linghu smiled with an arrogant face now, now covered in scars and is also unconscious.
A demon cultivator sighed, "This kid is so **** that he is worthy of being a swordsman genius from Chongxu Sect..."
"You four foundation-building peaks, and you are still so hard to seize the middle stage of foundation-building?"
"You know nothing? It''s easy to kill, but it''s difficult to capture him alive. You can''t ruin him."
"And how do you know what he will be in the future?"
A demon cultivator sneered: "Maybe we, those of us who are neither human nor demon, have to rely on his breath. Judging from his face, how dare I really take ruthless measures and offend him?"
The demon cultivator on the side nodded, "That''s right."
"However," said a demon cultivator who had a somewhat old voice, "I have lived for so long and have never seen any genius in the sect. If I am so young, I can have such a terrible sword energy attainments..."
"It is even comparable to the geniuses of the four major sects."
"In time, this son''s talent is bound to be limited."
The demon cultivators had different thoughts for a while.
There is both envy, jealousy, and more of indifference.
There are even some that are gloating.
The practice of Taoism is long, and even if you have extraordinary talent, you can do nothing if you take a wrong step.
Now, they will take this "sword genius" to take this "unrecoverable" step...
"Okay," one of the tallest demon cultivators stared and said in a deep voice, "Go into the valley early."
His tone was a little solemn.
"There was some accident before coming. The two elders helped to drag it, but they might not be able to drag it too long. They entered the valley early, closed the door, and isolated it from the world, so as not to have too many dreams at night and have some troubles."
As long as you enter the valley, it will be safe.
"Okay." The demon cultivators nodded.
They lifted the lid of the coffin next to them, stuffed Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Mu and Song Jian into the coffin, and then sealed the coffin.
In front of the ink painting, a line of demon cultivators pushed the coffin and walked along the bone passage toward the Wan Yao Valley in the distance.
Mo Hua took a breath of cold air and his head hurt.
Trouble...
He immediately sent another message to Elder Xun:
"Elder Xun, something big happened! The demon cultivator captured Ouyang Mu from Tai''amen and Linghu Xiao from Chongxumen, and went to Wan Yao Valley."
But Elder Xun still did not reply.
Ink painting frowned.
"what to do?"
Take action to save them?
But I am not strong enough. Most of this group of demon cultivators are in the late stage of foundation building, and even at the peak of foundation building.
Even if you use all your means and kill a few, it will be useless.
All other demon cultivators will definitely come to support such a big disturbance.
I am not a physical cultivation student, and I can’t escape even if I keep Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao on my back.
What''s more, the two of them were sealed in a coffin.
It is probably not that easy to open the coffin.
With his own strength, I can''t save it...
"Return to the sect to report the message?"
It must be too late.
Even if the sect mobilizes people later, it will not be able to siege Wan Yao Valley in large numbers.
If these demon cultivators are forced to "tear the ticket" directly, Xiao Mutou and Linghu Xiao will probably be in danger.
"Then just ignore it?"
Mo Hua shook her head again.
Although the demon cultivator said just now, although he was vague, he could guess a rough idea.
Wan Yao Valley is closed for one month.
What will happen once Xiao Mutou and Linghu Xiao enter the Wan Yao Valley, it is obvious.
By the time the valley entrance opened again, a month had passed, and the two of them still didn''t know what they had become.
It is very likely that the two demon cultivators will come out next time when they leave the valley and fall into the demonic path, they will come out wearing "black robes".
Mo Hua sighed.
Song Jian doesn’t care.
But Xiao Mutou and Linghu Xiao cannot ignore it.
The ink painting is not clear yet how they fell into the hands of the demon cultivator.
But if you don’t want to have some solutions, these two children are afraid they will really fall here and will never turn back in their lives.
Mo Hua sent another message to Elder Xun:
"Hey, Elder Xun, are you here?"
Elder Xun still did not respond.
There was no other way, Mo Hua could only send another message:
"I''ll sneak into the Wan Yao Valley first and take a look..."
The formation is second, but we have to find a way to rescue Xiao Mutou and Linghu Xiao first.
The ink painting was about to set off, but hesitated.
He always feels that it is not very safe.
The Ten Thousand Demon Valley is unpredictable, with many demon cultivators, and there are also the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator Elder. If you are negligent, you will probably be in trouble.
But this danger seems to have to be taken.
But if you really take this risk, no one will give you a guarantee.
Mo Hua frowned.
He suddenly realized that he was still a little unfavorable when he was like this...
I have only built the foundation now, and the road to cultivation in the future is still a long way.
The future is long and long. We must save our master, break through the realm, travel through the nine provinces, and seek the formation...
There are countless dangers encountered, and it is impossible for someone to protect themselves.
Whether it is Uncle Gu or Elder Xun, it is impossible for him to follow him and be his own "bodyguard".
If you are alone in the future and encounter something dangerous, will you just retreat?
Mo Hua slowly shook her head.
He now has a certain level of experience in practicing Taoism and knows the truth that wealth and honor are in danger.
All opportunities must be accompanied by "risk".
The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish.
The greater the opportunity, the greater the risk.
If you blindly seek stability, you may give it to others and you will give up the opportunity to come to your door. From now on, you will be ordinary and mediocre.
However, if you do not seek stability, you may be greedy and destroy yourself.
Neither of them is good...
Ink painting is a little confused.
what to do?
He pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart moved.
Things have good or bad luck, and people have good fortune and good fortune.
Is there a way to take "good and bad luck" into your own hands?
In this way, you may not be able to survive in desperate situations.
Even if you encounter bad luck, it may not be impossible to turn good luck.
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, and then she frowned again.
"But...what exactly should I do it?"
As Mo Hua thought about it, a figure with gentle eyebrows and eyes, fairy-like and handsome appearance appeared in his mind.
“Master…”
Mo Hua was stunned and then thought about it carefully.
So far, the person he has met who is the best at "seeking good and avoiding bad luck" is his master.
Except for the end, the secrets of heaven are calculated and there is no birth in the Jedi.
Before this, the master did everything he did, with a clear plan and ease.
And the master can do this because of the unique knowledge in the way of spiritual consciousness—
Tianji Decomposition!
Good and bad luck are the categories of cause and effect of heaven.
So, through the calculation of the secret of heaven, you can naturally see the good and bad luck in the secret of heaven, and the good and bad luck in the cause and effect.
Mo Hua couldn''t help but think:
If you can really be like your master, you can understand the secrets of heaven, calculate the cause and effect, distinguish good and bad, and see good and bad luck...
In the future, even if you are alone and face a situation where you are surrounded by enemies, have no support and are isolated and helpless, you can use the secrets of heaven to escape, plan things according to cause and effect, seek opportunities in desperate situations, and seek opportunities in risks.
No matter how big the wind and waves are, you can catch big fish!
Ink painting was refreshed and then began to think about it again.
But how to calculate?
How to calculate through the secret of heaven, how to determine good and bad luck?
The master never taught himself...
Mo Hua scratched her head.
He began to recall who among all the monks he met was "fortune-telling" and what methods were there for him to learn from.
On the white bone path, the coffin with small wood and Linghu Xiao was gradually drifting away.
If you don’t hurry up, it will be too late.
You must find a way to calculate the divination first...
Mo Hua was anxious and thought hard:
"Tortoise shell is a sign?"
But I don''t have tortoise shells in my hands...
"Can you count the numbers?"
After such a short time, where can I pull yarrow? Let’s calculate one by one.
“Compass?”
There are array disks and pointing compass, but the Tianji algorithm uses it as a special Tianji compass, which is very expensive and cannot be obtained by yourself...
"Forget it, what''s the point of use..."
Ink painting started to turn over the storage bag to see if there was anything, and could barely make do with it to divine the hexagram...
But the storage bags are all things used for formations.
Array disc, ink, array pen, array book and jade slips, etc.
There are also some spiritual weapons and spiritual swords, as well as commonly used elixirs.
These have nothing to do with divination.
There was no way to paint ink, so I turned it through the Nazi Ring.
As he flipped through, Mo Hua was suddenly stunned and found that a "copper coin" was lying in the corner of the Nazi Ring.
He had no impression of this copper coin before, and it seemed that it should not exist in his cap ring.
But there is a very familiar atmosphere on the copper coins.
Mo Hua was stunned, then his eyes were sad and his heart was sore.
It’s the master’s copper coins…
"Is this what Master... left to me?"
?Thank you for the reward of 10,000 o''clock in Anyue Burial Night~
??Thank you for Feng Aiyun’s reward~
In addition, the college entrance examination is about to be held. I wish all the friends who need the college entrance examination will win and have a good result~
??I also wish all my friends who don’t need the college entrance examination will be happy every day and there will never be any exams in their lives~
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(This chapter ends)