Chapter 769 Tiger Pattern


    The black-clothed leader''s smile was gloomy. He looked like a demon even though he was obviously a human face.


    It seemed as if he was a boarding demon.


    Jin Gui''s heart was cold and he had no intention of resisting. He gritted his teeth and said:


    "As long as you can serve the young master and work for the leader, you will never refuse!"


    The head captain in black nodded with satisfaction, looked at Jin Gui with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice:


    "You have never painted monster patterns on you, in order to reward your loyalty..."


    "I''ll draw for you myself!"


    Jin Gui''s pupils shrank slightly.


    He had done things for the young master secretly before, and although he had violated the laws of the Tao, he had not yet been involved in evil methods.


    The evil spirits and demons are not tolerated by the Taoist court.


    If you violate the law, you can also make a quibble.


    But once you practice the method of demons, your death sentence will be truly conclusive.


    And he has been in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley for a long time, how could he not know what this "demon pattern" means?


    Once the "demon pattern" is painted, the demonic power assimilates flesh and blood, and he will truly enter the path of evil.


    However, this was what he expected.


    This is a ritual and a kind of "recognition".


    Now, he can''t turn back.


    If you have a bad background, you naturally have to do whatever you want and go for a chance, otherwise where will the future come from?


    Jin Gui bowed and said, "Thank you, senior brother!"


    The black-clothed leader did not correct his "name" this time, but instead agreed to the identity of "senior brother".


    Afterwards, the head-collar in black took Jin Gui to a secret room.


    Around the secret room, there are formations painted.


    The formation pattern is evil and unpredictable.


    And it is surrounded by human blood, human skin, skulls, human grass, Yin Ling stones, rotten meat and other evil objects.


    In the center of the secret room, there are many records of the array books and classics recorded on whether it is human or animal skin.


    The black-clad head took out a book, spread it out, and said to Jin Gui:


    "You can choose one of these dozens of demon patterns."


    On the velvet paper, dozens of different kinds of demon patterns are painted, including bear patterns, eagle patterns, wolf patterns, dog patterns, snake patterns, etc.


    Different demon patterns correspond to a type of Four Symbol Demon Array.


    Similarly, it also corresponds to a powerful demonic power.


    Bear pattern has infinite power, wolf pattern transforms into sharp claws, snake pattern has its own poison...


    Jin Gui looked at all kinds of demon patterns and pointed to one of them and said, "Senior Brother, I choose this."


    The black-clothed leader looked at it, his eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Jin Gui, showing an interesting expression.


    "Tiger pattern?"


    Jin Gui nodded slowly.


    He doesn''t want to be a dog for the rest of his life.


    Even if he is humble now and can only be a dog or a horse for others, one day, he wants to become the "king of beasts" like a tiger!


    The black-clothed leader''s expression was a bit subtle.


    I don’t know if it’s ridicule or appreciation.


    He nodded, "Yes."


    In this life, a person is a dog or a dog, and a tiger or a tiger.


    You can''t be a tiger with a tiger pattern.


    "The four-similar formation was derived from the four saints of the Great Wilderness, but the bloodline of the four saints was cut off, so they could only turn the holy pattern into beast pattern, and then transform into demon pattern."


    "And a tiger is the king of all beasts."


    "One of the Four Saints is a White Tiger."


    "Among the many powerful and cruel monsters, a tiger can conquer a mountain and dominate the other side."


    "Therefore, these four-simile tiger patterns are the top-notch inheritance among the four-simile demon patterns."


    "This type of tiger pattern can not only increase the demonic power of a tiger, but also integrate the power of a tiger into itself. With the help of formation, it can possess the power of a hundred beasts and control the power of mountain control."


    "Now, I will draw this ''Four Elephant Mysterious Tiger Demon Array'' on your back and melt it into your flesh and blood..."


    The black-clothed neckline used a pen of bones, dipped in blood, and drew a pattern on Jingui''s back.


    As soon as the stroke fell, Jin Gui trembled all over the body in pain.


    This bone-like pen is like a scraper, and the tip of the pen is like a sharp needle.


    Blood ink is like magma.


    Every time I draw a stroke, my back will be cut into pieces, and it will be like burning magma, which will be extremely painful.


    But Jin Gui gritted his teeth and endured it desperately.


    This is his opportunity!


    He wants to draw this mysterious tiger demon formation, abandon the dignity and humility of "humans". From then on, he will climb up step by step and make a name for himself!


    The array pattern falls one by one.


    Jin Gui''s face turned pale bit by bit, and the pain he suffered deepened bit by bit, but the tiger formation on his back was also drawn one by one.


    Finally, after a while, a tiger roar came out of thin air inside the room, and the Four Elephants Black Tiger Demon Formation was painted.


    The black-clothed leader also put away the array pen and array map.


    He said indifferently: "Remember, this is the gift of the young master."


    "Don''t have any unfair intentions or disobedience."


    "Everything you is given to you by the young master."


    Jin Gui knelt on the ground tremblingly, knocking on the ground with his head, "Thank you for the reward of your son! I will be the son, my heart will be trampled on!"


    Then he slowly stood up.


    As he stood up, his body was rising inch by inch.


    The demonic aura on the body gradually worsened.


    A tiger''s aura gradually emanated.


    Finally, when he stood up completely, his figure was several feet taller than before, and his body was a little heavier.


    But his eyes became much colder.


    There is less human and more animalistic.


    The black-clothed leader nodded and said calmly: "Go, work hard for the young master."


    "yes!"


    Jin Gui''s voice became hoarse and there was a little more breathing from beasts.


    After saying that, he turned around and left, walked through the layers of secret rooms deep in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, and walked towards the Ten Thousand Demon Prison, which was about to be under his command...


    …


    At this time, in the prison of thousands of demons.


    The previous manager has been killed.


    Mo Hua is waiting for the new manager.


    He wanted to see what kind of magic cultivator the new management committee was.


    And, can we get some new clues from this in charge to help me rescue Xiaomutou and the other two.


    At the same time, you can also gain some benefits.


    I don’t know how long I waited, but Mo Hua was a little impatient, just when he thought that Wan Yao Valley was not enough staff and could not send a manager.


    A new figure was finally found on the spiritual vision formation.


    In the Wan Yao Prison, a "newcomer" came.


    This is also a tall figure - the figure of a demon cultivator, most of whom are very tall, except for dogs and snakes.


    Moreover, this figure has a very thick breath and is very special.


    It looks different from other demon cultivators.


    What’s even more strange is that Mo Hua always felt that this figure was very familiar.


    But how could you be familiar with it?


    Mo Hua was confused and decided to take a closer look.


    This new "manager" went directly to the stone chamber where the "bear manager" was before, and he occupied the magpie''s nest openly and settled down.


    And Xiong was in charge of business, and was stepped on by ink painting.


    All his actions are under the control of Mo Hua.


    This new manager now occupies the position of manager Xiong, and naturally falls into Mo Hua''s "surveillance network".


    Mo Hua followed the array pivot passage and arrived at the stone chamber where he was in charge of the matter with ease. From the corner of the stone wall, he had secretly dug the hole before and poked his head out to look down.


    After watching for a while, Mo Hua was suddenly stunned.


    Looking at this person''s face, it seems...


    Precious?


    That one was quite early, in the Demon Refining Mountain, with his disciples from the Duanjin Gate, bullied others with his power, snatched his pig-head demon, and then snatched it back by himself.


    Not only that...


    He seemed to have taken off his clothes, drew a turtle, and hung it on a tree.


    The ink painting has painted a turtle on him, so I will remember it correctly.


    "Okay, good disciples of the sect won''t do it. They came to the Ten Thousand Demon Valley to be a demon cultivator, and they didn''t even install it. Their head was squeezed by the door frame..."


    only…


    Ink painting is a little confused.


    How come this precious thing has become so high?


    The figure has become much stronger, and his whole temperament has changed.


    Become a demon cultivator... can you still grow up?


    For a moment, Mo Hua was a little envious, and Dao''s heart almost shook. Then he shook his head quickly and strengthened his belief:


    "Even if you can grow up, you must not be without principles. You can be a demon cultivator who is neither a human nor a demon!"


    What''s more, Jingui is bound to encourage growth, and he will definitely not be able to grow taller in the future. Unlike himself, he still has great potential!


    Mo Hua nodded.


    Then his eyes lit up again.


    Golden Gate…


    The evidence is conclusive, almost a foregone conclusion, and they can''t even deny it.


    The Broken Golden Gate, one of the twelve stages, made such a big mistake.


    Wait for a big trouble...


    I just don’t know how many disciples of the Duanjin Gate are in this Ten Thousand Demon Valley, and how deeply they are involved.


    Also, building this Wan Yao Valley has been planning for a long time and large in scale, and it consumes so much manpower and material resources. Are there still some plans hidden in it that I don’t know...


    The eyes of the ink painting were confused.


    He thought about it again, shrank his body, hid himself a little deeper, and planned to stare at Jin Gui to see if there were any clues.


    Jin Gui sat in the position of the businessman, wondering what he was thinking about, his expression changed, sometimes gloomy, sometimes angry, and sometimes jealous.


    After that, he didn''t know what he thought of, and sneered again, looking proud.


    After sitting for a while, Jin Gui called a demon cultivator and ordered:


    "Take me to prison."


    The demon cultivator glanced at Jin Gui and whispered, "Yes..."


    But this answer is obviously not very respectful.


    The demon cultivator is hard to tame and he is not obeying discipline. What''s more, the manager Jin Gui is "first-coming" and it seems that he has not been long since he gotten into a demon.


    This trace of contempt can naturally be hidden from Jingui.


    Jin Gui was slightly angry, his eyes turned red immediately, and the demonic power surged on his body.


    A demonic pressure came.


    The demon cultivator immediately shook his body and felt his "bloodline" seem to be suppressed, his eyes showing incredible.


    He was dissatisfied, but he did not dare to do it again, so he quickly lowered his head and bowed:


    "Stop being angry, I''ll take you there."


    This sentence became much more respectful.


    Jin Gui snorted coldly in his heart.


    Whether it is a human or a demon, it is true that there are some cheap bones that step on the low side.


    But ink painting was stunned.


    The demonic power on this Jin Gui seems to be a bit special?


    What special Four-Symbol Demon Pattern was painted?


    In the Ten Thousand Demon Prison, I seem to have never felt the aura of this kind of Four-Symbol Demon Array.


    “Great goods…”


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and she said silently in her heart.


    In the stone chamber, shocked by the aura of Jin Gui, the demon cultivator became much more honest, so he bent down and led the way in front, leading Jin Gui to the prison where Xiao Mutou and the other two were.


    Mo Hua thought about it and decided to go and take a look.


    He crawled towards the prison along the formation pivot passage, and at the same time, he felt a little bit of gratitude in his heart.


    Fortunately, I am weak and not tall.


    If he was a big guy like Cheng Mo, he might not be able to climb into this narrow passage.


    The array pivot channel is connected to all directions.


    The corridor outside is actually circling.


    Therefore, Mo Hua took the lead and went to the prison of Xiaomutou and the other three.


    After a while, Jingui also arrived.


    The demon cultivator who led the way took out the key and opened the iron door of the prison. Jin Gui, who was tall and full of demonic spirit, walked in with a arrogant look on his face.


    In the prison, Ouyang Mu and the other two were stunned.


    Then Song Jian suddenly exclaimed: "Jingui?! It''s you!"


    Jin Gui sneered.


    Song Jian looked at Jin Gui, shocked and a little unbelievable, and said in a trembling voice: "How did you... become like this ghost? What did you... do?"


    Jin Gui grinned, "Young Master Song, you looked down on me before, but now you are different from the past. If you fall into my hands, I will let you control whether you live or die in the future..."


    Song Jian was somewhat harsh and said:


    "Jingui, you should take care of yourself. If I have any problems, my parents and my ancestors will never let you go!"


    Jin Gui sneered, "Shut up, either your father or your ancestor, you have only a little success."


    Song Jian blushed with anger.


    Jin Gui looked at Song Jian silently, his eyes were dangerous, but he did not do anything, but said calmly:


    "I''ll conquer you later..."


    He turned his head and looked at Linghu Xiao, with a very bad look, and there was even unconcealed jealousy in his eyes.


    Linghu Xiao''s expression was cold and his eyes were as cold as a sword.


    "The sword heart is clear..."


    Jin Gui looked at Linghu Xiao deeply, snorted in his heart, and did not do anything to Linghu Xiao, but pointed to Ouyang Mu next to him and said coldly:


    "Take him away."


    Ouyang Mu was stunned.


    Linghu laughed and said coldly:


    "what you up to?"


    Jin Gui''s eyes were too long, "You will know it if it won''t be long..."


    A demon cultivator stepped forward, ignored Ouyang Mu''s resistance, put shackles on him, and then pulled him out of the cell.


    "Jingui," Linghu laughed coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "If Junior Brother Mu has a few, I will definitely kill you!"


    When he touched Linghu Xiao''s gaze, Jin Gui, who had become demonized, suddenly felt a trembling heart.


    After a while, he was angry and his face trembled, but he only laughed, "Clay Buddha crosses the river, take care of yourself."


    After saying that, Jin Gui''s eyes were dangerous and turned around and left.


    The demon cultivator followed Ouyang Mu, who was locked in shackles, and left behind Jin Gui.


    Linghu Xiao was anxious, but for a moment he had no choice but to look up and sigh in his heart.


    He usually doesn''t ask for anything.


    But now, he really hopes that Mo Hua can take a look...


    …


    Ink paintings are indeed following Jin Gui and Ouyang Mu.


    He was a little worried about the little wood.


    But he also wanted to know what kind of abacus this Jingui was planning and what means he wanted to use to deal with Xiaomu.


    I''m afraid it''s not just Xiao Mutou, Linghu Xiao and Song Jian should not be spared.


    Jin Gui took the lead in walking, and the demon cultivator escorted Ouyang Mu to walk behind.


    Ink painting tiptoed and followed the last.


    Although Jin Gui was in the late stage of foundation building, his spiritual sense was not strong at all.


    Now that he has become a demon, his body is strong, but his spiritual consciousness is not increasing but weak, and it is even more impossible to detect the traces of the ink painting.


    Mo Hua followed him, walked for a long time without realizing it, and looked around again. He found that Jin Gui brought Ouyang Mu to the Wan Yao Prison, a very strange place.


    In this place, ink painting has never been there.


    Although there are prisons and stone chambers around, the atmosphere is very remote, and none of the spiritual vision arrays nearby have been lit.


    Not long after, Jin Gui took Ouyang Mu and walked straight into a stone hall.


    This stone palace is not big, but it looks much more domineering and grand. There are occasional sounds of metal and iron collisions inside.


    After Ouyang Mu was taken into the stone hall, the gate of the stone hall was closed.


    Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    He didn''t dare to walk too close, but just looked at it in the distance, then let go of his spiritual sense, looked for a while, and found that all kinds of formations were indeed arranged around the stone hall.


    There are defenses, alertness, and some unknown evil formations.


    Ink painting breathed a sigh of relief.


    "It''s good to have a formation..."


    The problem of formation is not a problem.


    Ink painting walked around the stone hall, then through the perception of the spiritual consciousness, calculating and spy, he found a gap in the weak formation, and then through the means of unraveling the array, laying the array and other means, he "infiltrated" the interior of the stone hall bit by bit along the four walls or roof beams...


    Fortunately, this stone palace is also cut corners and the formation is not very strict.


    It is difficult to break the formation, but not very difficult.


    Ink painting took a lot of effort and in the narrow corner of the roof, it used a formation to eliminate the stone wall, opened a hole, and quietly entered.


    As soon as I entered the stone hall, the breath of blood and fire suddenly became fierce.


    A wave of heat with a fishy smell came to my face, even making people feel a little suffocated.


    Mo Hua covered her mouth and nose, slowed down for a while, then looked up.


    The scenes in the stone hall came into view, and the ink painting was suddenly shocked.


    The stove made of white bones, the green fire, the white bones of various monsters, the skulls of humans, the large pool of blood, evil weapon embryos, etc.


    Even, Mo Hua saw rows of evil swords.


    This is a room for refining evil artifacts, or more accurately, a room for evil evil sword making.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but turn her eyes to the long row of "evil swords" engraved with blood patterns...


    ?I have something to do today, and I don’t have much time, so I can only write so much~


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    (This chapter ends)