Chapter 771 Inheritance


    "Yes, it''s at this time, use the expression I taught you..."


    Ink painting sent a letter to Ouyang Mu and gave him a long-term guidance.


    Ouyang Mu suddenly felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.


    I practiced my expression all night and finally used it.


    He first looked serious to show that his heart was firm and unmoved, but his eyes still dodged a little, showing his inner sway and his desire for a more sophisticated sword-making technique...


    The evil weapon master smiled slightly.


    Take the bait!


    This little devil has seven emotions and six desires on his face, and he can understand everything he wants on his face.


    Although his expression was a little stiff.


    But it is normal for dull people to be confused and have a stiff expression.


    The evil weapon master continued: "This Ten Thousand Demon Valley is strictly guarded and closed everywhere. The only central avenue that leaves the valley is controlled by the leader."


    The evil weapon master''s eyes narrowed, "That is a road sealed with a very profound and obscure formation. So far, I have only seen the leader draw this formation."


    "If you cannot understand the essence of the formation, let alone the ordinary second-grade formation master, even if you have a third-grade or fourth-grade formation master, you will be helpless..."


    Speaking of this, the evil weapon master suddenly felt a little moved.


    "The difference between the formation masters is too great compared to the weapon refiners."


    "The barriers between the formations are far deeper and less unknowable than refining weapons..."


    "No wonder the status of us weapon refiners is far less than that of the formation master..."


    The evil weapon master turned his head and looked at Ouyang Mu, and said hoarsely:


    "I told you all this to make you understand that since you have entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, you will give up and don''t have unrealistic delusions."


    "Instead of resisting fearlessly, dying here, eating by monsters, and having no bones left, it is better to carry a load and use the rest of your life to cast a sword."


    "Even if you enter the evil path, even if you are doomed, you must not lose your ambition to forge the supreme sword weapon..."


    …


    The ink painting sounded a little surprised.


    This old evil weapon master actually has such ambitions, which is quite... impressive.


    Moreover, the news he revealed is also very intriguing.


    The only central avenue that leaves the valley is controlled by the "leader".


    The very profound and obscure formation sealed the road.


    Third-grade and fourth-grade formation masters may be helpless...


    Could it be...the Shinto formation?


    And this "leader" can control the Shinto formation, which means that he is likely to be a Shinto formation master?


    Ink painting was slightly shocked.


    The real Shinto formation master...


    He must be a master!


    If you have the chance, you must know him, learn something from him, and then find a way to kill him.


    Shinto formations must be learned.


    But the Shinto Formation Master must not stay!


    After hearing what the evil weapon master said, Xiao Mutou was still a little confused and at a loss.


    Mo Hua continued to guide him to perform:


    "The expression was a little despair..."


    "You have to think that you can''t get out, you will be trapped here for the rest of your life. You can only be an evil weapon master in this life, and you can''t become a real swordsman..."


    Ouyang Mu''s expression was indeed desperate.


    "Then my eyes were contemplative, a little confused..."


    "I''m worried about whether to stick to the right path, rather than die than follow, or to settle for the second best, and to cast an evil sword in order to pursue the way of refining weapons..."


    Needless to say, Ouyang Mu was already very confused.


    "Finally, my eyes were firm and I made up my mind..."


    "Even if you are casting an evil sword, you must become an unparalleled evil sword master, casting the world''s number one evil demon sword, and competing for the supreme way of sword weapons!"


    Ouyang Mu automatically replaced the word "evil sword" with "spiritual sword", and then a surging impulse surged in his heart.


    "Yes, that''s right, I want to be the greatest swordsman!"


    Ouyang Mu''s dull expression was as firm as a mountain, and his eyes burst out with flame-like fighting spirit and enthusiasm.


    The evil weapon master was stunned and even felt that Ouyang Mu was a little dazzling at this time.


    This purest obsession with making swords made him feel ashamed.


    But in a blink of an eye, all these emotions were hidden.


    The evil weapon master nodded and said, "Very good!"


    Many times, people''s words are fake, but their emotions cannot be fake.


    Ouyang Mu''s mental journey was almost clearly presented on his face, which was more convincing than what he said.


    The evil weapon master thinks he is very accurate in judging people and will not make any mistakes.


    As he did yesterday, he took out a bone and handed it to Ouyang Mu, and said lightly:


    "The bones were refined and integrated with the essence and iron. Since you are a disciple of the Ouyang family, you should know the techniques of refining weapons, so I don''t need to say more..."


    The tone of this sentence was cold, but the attitude was much more relaxed.


    Ouyang Mu hesitated for a moment, looked down at his sleeves, and saw a word coming from the ink painting: "Listen."


    This old demon cultivator said something wrong, but it is actually not too wrong.


    After a person dies, white bones are just dead objects. After being simply refined, they are merged with the essence and iron, which is nothing, and they will not fall into an evil weapon master at once.


    But human blood, human skin, and human bone refining tools are forbidden...


    This kind of law is strictly stipulated by the Dao Court.


    Because once there is no strict regulation, there will be loopholes.


    Once a weapon refiner starts to refine weapons with human bones, over time, he will develop a habit and even take the initiative to kill people, destroy families, and peel human bones to refine weapons.


    Don’t do evil because it’s small.


    Therefore, it is necessary to prevent problems from happening.


    At this time, Ouyang Mu was in a special situation. He was coerced by the demon cultivator. If he didn''t make any difference, he would have a little human bone, and his life would be gone, so it was understandable.


    Even in Daotingsi, there is a saying.


    This is called "emergency avoidance".


    Ink painting often deals with Gu Changhuai, the Daoting Department, and I know a lot of this kind of little knowledge.


    Ouyang Mu felt relieved.


    "Senior Brother Mo knows a lot. He asks to practice, then practice..."


    So he silently took the bones, and according to the refining technique, he calmly refined the bones and melted them into the fine iron beside them.


    The old demon cultivator stared at him for a while, felt relieved, and turned to do his own thing.


    In the yin green fire, the white bones melted little by little, fusing with the essence and iron...


    Once refining the weapon, Ouyang Mu was very focused and his attitude was meticulous.


    After a while, the ink painting could no longer be seen, so he passed on a letter:


    "You''ll work on some foreign craftsman..."


    "ah?"


    Ouyang Mu was stunned.


    The old demon cultivator beside him heard the sound, frowned and looked over, and asked, "What''s wrong?"


    Ouyang Mu shook his head, "It''s nothing, I missed..."


    It’s normal for a failure to refine the weapon.


    The old demon cultivator didn''t care, so he turned his head and continued to stare at a pair of demon paper in his hand, not knowing what was recorded, and he thought about it with great care.


    But he still distracted himself from monitoring Ouyang Mu.


    Ouyang Mu pretended to be honest for a while, then went to read the order to pass on the letter, and then saw the ink painting and passed on the letter:


    "Your ink is a while, don''t practice so fast, it seems that you are very distressed. Although you decided to embark on the road of "Evil Sword Master", your heart has not changed for a while, so you are hesitant..."


    "Otherwise, if you practice so quickly, you will finish refining this bone, that old thing will definitely let you practice other more evil things..."


    Ouyang Mu nodded.


    I am worthy of being Senior Brother Mo, and I think so carefully.


    I can’t consider these myself.


    So he showed confusion on his face, and the speed of refining white bones slowed down. He occasionally frowned, looked painful, and even deliberately made some minor mistakes, making him seem absent-minded.


    These old demon cultivators saw them all.


    He didn''t say anything.


    Until Ouyang Mu finished refining the bone, most of the time had passed, and the old demon cultivator said:


    "It''s all today, I''ll teach you something else tomorrow."


    Ouyang Mu put down his hand, melted the iron of the dead bones, and breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to the old demon cultivator, but said nothing.


    After a while, a demon cultivator came in and took Ouyang Mu down.


    After Ouyang Mu left, the old demon cultivator picked up the iron, glanced at it, and nodded, "It''s the Ouyang family''s sword-making method..."


    After saying that, he looked quite emotional.


    Then, he sneered again, "I''m so slow and want to fool me..."


    "But it''s okay," the old demon cultivator sighed long, with a meaningful look and murmured: "You can make a sword for me, just refine it..."


    After the old demon cultivator finished speaking, he took out the demon paper and stroked the picture on it tremblingly, looking at it as a treasure.


    The ink painting is far apart and the angle is not good. It is vague and I can''t see clearly what the painting is on this demon paper.


    He wanted to take the opportunity to get closer and take a look, but he felt it was risky, so he just let it go.


    Anyway, there is still a chance in the future.


    Ink painting quietly returned from afar again.


    He returned to his formation privy room first.


    Now, this secret room that has been covered with dust in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley has become his "stronghold".


    Mo Hua first reported the situation to Elder Xunziyou, so that they could have a clear idea.


    Then, all the known information was summarized.


    Then Mo Hua scratched her head and realized a problem:


    I seem to have been in this Wan Yao Valley for a long time...


    It doesn’t matter to him. It’s okay to keep going, but the three of Xiaomutou are different. They were arrested, and the longer they stay, the worse the situation is.


    Moreover, Mo Hua almost forgot that he is now a disciple of the sect. He still has to attend class.


    Although Elder Xun can ask for leave for him, it is not good to take too much leave, and his homework will be missed.


    What''s more, there is Mr. Xun.


    Now that Mr. Xun may know everything, he can''t worry about it.


    Mo Hua nodded.


    "We''re going to speed up..."


    The progress is still too slow.


    Wan Yao Valley is so big, and I don’t know how long it will take to wait until I figure it out.


    "First rescue Xiaomutou and the other two, and then according to the old rules, call Elder Xun to flatten Wan Yao Valley, turn around and slowly pull the wool..."


    …


    Outside the Wan Yao Valley.


    Xun Ziyou looked at the **** valley in front of her and frowned.


    During these days, he took the elders and disciples of the inner sect to stay outside, and it was impossible for him to do nothing.


    But there was a stream of white bones and blood in front of them, and they couldn''t get through.


    Xun Ziyou invited the elder of the third-grade formation to come to see him.


    Several elders of the formation division, after studying for several days, looked confused at first, but then they became more and more solemn.


    "Ziyou, this is a place to raise wickedness."


    Inside Taixu Sect, a gentle and elegant formation elder Taoist.


    This formation elder is also a descendant of Mr. Xun. His surname is Xun and his name is Zixian. He is one of the top third-grade formation elders in the inner sect of Taixu Sect.


    "Raising evil spirits?"


    Xunziyou was stunned.


    "Not bad." Xun Zixian said, "You said right before. The child Mo Hua''s vision is really vicious. He can see everything in general..."


    Xun Zixian sighed, "There is indeed an evil formation here, using white bones as the medium and blood as the ink, forming a place to ''foster the soul''."


    "But Mo Hua is only a second-grade formation master after all, although his talent and ability are amazing..."


    Xun Zixian used the four words "shocking talent and stunning".


    He is a third-grade formation elder with a profound knowledge of the Jindan realm and has a wide range of knowledge.


    But despite this, he still felt that the formation talent of Mo Hua was a bit incredible.


    Even because of his family''s origins and extensive knowledge, he truly understood that the four words "shocking and brilliant" are not an exaggeration to use in ink paintings.


    The elders and disciples here are almost impossible to understand how outrageous the formation attainments of Mo Hua’s formation are without the formation masters and are not proficient in formation.


    But then again, Ink Painting is only a second-grade formation master after all.


    Xun Zixian said: "Due to the limitations of cultivation level and formation master level, in some places, he still cannot see through this child in Mohua."


    Of course, this is a problem with the formation pattern brought by the realm, so it’s not his fault...


    Xun Zixian silently looked for a supplement in his heart.


    "What does it mean?" Xunziyou asked.


    Xun Ziyou looked up, looked at Wan Yao Valley in front of him, and said solemnly:


    "This Wan Yao Valley is an evil building that runs through the whole with a large formation. These evil formations are only part of it."


    "Besides, this system is very special and must be obtained from a certain kind of demonic demon sect with a long history. If I expected it, it should be..."


    "Wan Yao Mountain?" Xun Ziyou said.


    He is an elder of Taixu Sect, and he knows a lot about these demon giants.


    Xun Zixian nodded.


    Xun Ziyou frowned, "It turned out to be Wan Yao Mountain..."


    But even though he was confused, "I still don''t understand very well. This evil formation is so powerful? Is it a second or third grade? Can''t we, the elders of the Golden Elixir Realm forcefully rush over?"


    Xun Zixian said: "I don''t want to play the piano to the cow. As long as you know, it''s enough that you can''t get through for the time being."


    He looks elegant, but sometimes he speaks more annoyingly.


    The formation masters all have this kind of arrogance.


    In comparison, ink paintings seem too "cute".


    Xunzi sighed, "Just put it simply, just let me understand... This matter is of great importance. If it were on weekdays, I would not get to the bottom of it, but the situation is special now, so you can tell me at least."


    Xun Zixian was silent for a while, feeling something was right, and pondered for a moment, pointed to the Blood Stream and White Bone Land in front of him, and said:


    "There are many evil spirits ahead."


    "I know this, you and Mo Hua said it." Xunzi said leisurely.


    "But these evil spirits are not actually raised here."


    Xun Ziyou was stunned, "What does it mean?"


    Xun Zixian frowned, "I haven''t seen a specific array diagram for this internal principle, so it''s not easy to assert, but it''s obvious that the array here is a virtual and real."


    "Is there anything wrong with reality?"


    Xun Zixian said: "Borrowing some great power, we will initially reflect and integrate the present world with the divine thoughts, and build them through formations."


    Reality and divine thoughts are reflected and integrated?


    Xun Ziyou took a deep breath, "What level of power is this?"


    Xun Zixian shook his head and looked solemn.


    He had a vague guess in his heart, but it was hard to say it clearly.


    And some of them involve the secret of the Taixu Divine Thought Transformation Sword True Art "Slaying God". When he was a formation master, he was also interested in the way of divine thoughts and had also studied a little bit of divine thoughts.


    But the method of divine thought is too difficult and harsh, and he cannot understand it.


    And there are some rumors that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and he has no way to assert it.


    "You said this is a large formation, it shouldn''t be... a large formation, right?" Xun Ziyou was a little worried.


    "No, the formation is not that easy to build." Xun Zixian said.


    "That''s good..." Xun Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "Then can you solve this formation?"


    Xun Zixian sighed, "If I could understand it, I would have solved it long ago."


    Then he showed another expression of disdain for playing the piano at the cow, but he had to play the piano at the cow:


    "Besides, I have told you before that this set of formations is based on divine thoughts, and the real formation media, formation patterns, formation pivots and formation eyes are all hidden deep in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley."


    "The evil spirits in front of you seem to be close to you. If you pass by rashly, they will also swallow your spiritual consciousness."


    "But its essence is actually not here at all."


    "This is a place to nurture evil, but it is just a projection of the place to nurture evil. We don''t know where these evil spirits are ''raised''..."


    Xun Zixian said this set of words more than once.


    But Xun Ziyou actually didn''t understand very much, so even though Xun Zixian said it again, he still didn''t understand it.


    However, he couldn''t say it clearly, so he could only pretend to understand and nodded.


    Then he frowned, "Where does such a strange formation come from?"


    Xun Zixian looked solemn, frowned and pondered, and suddenly asked:


    "Did that kid Mo Hua mention the ''Shendao Formation'' to you?"


    "Yes." Xun Ziyou nodded and asked, "Is this the ''Shendao Formation''?"


    Xun Zixian thought about it over and over again and sighed, "It''s very similar...but I can''t say that the divine formation has almost been lost. Not to mention the complete array diagram, there are only a few incomplete records."


    "But if this is really a Shinto formation..."


    Xun Zixian''s eyes became extremely solemn, and his tone became much more serious, "Then there is a whole vein hidden in this Ten Thousand Demons Valley, which is extremely profound inheritance of the divine formation."


    "Otherwise, it will be impossible to build a system of shrine formations that are so complete, so exquisite, and so huge..."


    "And the formation master who can set up such a large scale and almost lost Shinto formation is probably... very terrifying..."


    Xun Ziyou''s expression changed, "Wasn''t that dangerous for Mo Hua and the others?"


    Xun Zixian nodded and sighed, "Press the Void Sword Order that the ancestor gave you in your hand. If something happens, don''t worry."


    Xunzi You Zheng’s key point.


    Then he remembered that he would tell Mo Hua about these.


    Ink paintings are inside, know more, and they are of more use.


    But there are too many of these words, and the metamagnetic induction is disturbed and cannot be sent out for a while. Either it is sent out or intermittent.


    He could only be patient and send a little bit.


    …


    Inside the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.


    The ink painting received the message, but the message sometimes didn''t, and the ink traces stuck together and couldn''t tell the difference for the time being.


    If you don’t watch the blockbuster text together, it is easy to cause ambiguity.


    He planned to look at it later.


    Soon, Ouyang Mu began to learn and refine the evil sword with the old demon cultivator under the guidance of Mo Hua.


    The specific refining technology, ink painting is naturally not as proficient as Ouyang Mu.


    But the materials can be used, which techniques are problematic, and which evil thoughts can enter the mind. Ink painting can be clearly distinguished.


    Ouyang Mu refined it a little perfunctorily.


    But the old demon cultivator seemed to turn a blind eye and ignore it.


    After practicing this for a while, the old demon cultivator nodded, and a trace of invisible sharpness was hidden in his muddy eyes:


    "Now, I will teach you how to cast sword bones."


    Ouyang Mu frowned.


    Others can be fooled, but sword bones are the core of sword making, they are the right or evil, and they are clearly divided and cannot be perfunctory at all.


    Ouyang Mu said: "I can cast sword bones..."


    "No, you won''t." The old demon cultivator smiled gloomyly, his voice hoarse, "What I taught you to practice is not an ordinary sword bone, but..."


    The old demon cultivator paused for a moment, his turbid gaze was extremely deep, and his tone was a bit weird.


    "The sword bones used to promote the Golden Pill...the natal magic weapon!"


    (This chapter ends)