Chapter 774 Killing


    It’s gone.


    He is a sword-casting master, how could he draw a formation?


    It would be fine if you draw a sword formation, but how could you draw a nearly lost Shinto formation pattern?


    How did he learn it?


    Is the Shinto formation so valuable?


    Ink painting was full of doubts for a moment.


    He squinted his eyes again and stared at the sneaky old demon cultivator, especially the formation patterns he drew for a while, his expression slightly solemn.


    This old guy was tossing and turning, drawing the same pattern.


    In other words, he may only know this array pattern.


    But this formation pattern is incredible.


    Different from the gate-like shrine formations obtained in the wellhead of the small fishing village and in the River God Temple.


    It is also different from the foggy-like divine formation that he calculated in the dense forest of thousands of demons.


    It is a brand new Shinto array pattern.


    I have never seen it before.


    "Is this the one in the complete system of the complete veins in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, as Elder Xun Zixian said?"


    Ink painting frowned.


    But what is the use of this array pattern?


    What is the purpose of painting this divine formation pattern on top of his natal sword bone?


    The eyes of the ink painting are slightly deeper.


    "This old liar has many secrets..."


    …


    The sword making continues.


    The old demon cultivator took advantage of Ouyang Mu''s inattention and drew the divine formation pattern on the sword bone, and then covered the divine formation pattern with blood. Then, as if nothing happened, he continued to smel the sword bone in a very complicated process.


    Ouyang Mu also quenched the iron, turned around and continued to learn to make swords from the old demon cultivator.


    The old demon cultivator is as usual.


    Ouyang Mu didn''t know what the old demon cultivator did with him on his back.


    Then came a series of complex sword-casting processes. After about a few hours, the old demon cultivator said:


    "It''s OK today, come again tomorrow."


    "Okay, senior."


    Ouyang Mu stood up and tried for several hours, but was a little tired. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded:


    "Then I will say goodbye first."


    After Ouyang Mu left.


    The old demon cultivator took out his natal sword bone, and in scarlet and blood tumor palm, gently stroked the shrine formation pattern on the sword bone, and murmured softly with an inauspicious hoarse voice:


    "My life... is all up to you..."


    Then he seemed to be ineffective, so he hugged the sword bone and fell asleep.


    Mo Hua looked at the sword bone and found that the length of the sword bone was almost exactly the same as the spine of the old demon cultivator, very consistent with his eyes slightly cold.


    He pondered for a moment and left quietly.


    …


    When he arrived at the prison, Mo Hua talked about the old demon cultivator with Ouyang Mu and Linghu laughed.


    Ouyang Mu was a little shocked, "Array pattern?"


    Mo Hua nodded.


    "Is it a sword pattern?"


    "No, it''s a very special kind of Shinto array pattern. I haven''t seen it before, so I don''t know what it''s useful."


    Ouyang Mu and Linghu both frowned.


    Linghu laughed for a while and said, "So, the old demon cultivator''s plan must be related to this sword bone."


    "He is not...forging his natal sword embryo for himself, right?"


    Mo Hua nodded, "It''s possible..."


    He also guessed this way before, but after all, there is no evidence and it is not easy to determine.


    "But," Mo Hua frowned, "using his own spine to forge his natal sword bones, what is the way to make a sword?"


    Linghu Xiao shook his head.


    Then both of them looked at Ouyang Mu.


    Among the few people, only Ouyang Mu has the most exquisite sword-making skills and has a wide range of knowledge on refining weapons.


    Ouyang Mu said with a serious expression:


    "I don''t know the specifics, but there are similar records in the family''s miscellaneous news about practicing Taoism and refining weapons. This is a sword-making technique that combines humans and tools."


    "But this sword-making technique is divided into many branches, and even the degree of good and evil is different. Some are just **** methods, hurting oneself but not others, and some are extremely evil and require great murder..."


    "I can''t see what path the old man used to make his sword with his ''s spine'' and what method he used now."


    Ouyang Mu shook his head.


    Linghu smiled and frowned, pondering for a moment, "There is a problem..."


    He turned his head, looked at Mo Hua and said slowly:


    "Using your own spine to forge the sword bones of the birth, it must be used to refine the evil swords of the birth. This old demon cultivator probably wants to take this opportunity to form a golden elixir in this Ten Thousand Demon Prison?"


    Ouyang Mu was stunned and nodded repeatedly, "This old thing said that once the demon cultivator in the Ten Thousand Demon Prison formed a pill, he could leave the valley and serve the ''Young Master'' outside. Since then, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and he is much more comfortable than this valley."


    "And, after forming the elixir, his life span will increase, and he can live a lot of years, which is equivalent to changing his fate against the will of heaven..."


    Mo Hua nodded slowly, but then his eyes narrowed, "But, can he survive until that time?"


    Ouyang Mu and Linghu smiled and showed contemplation.


    Mo Hua continued: "The old demon cultivator sucked his spine, his body was hunched, and he kept coughing up blood. Occasionally, he sat alone in the evil weapon room, stuffing handfuls of pills into his mouth."


    "And I can clearly feel that the dead aura on his body is getting heavier and heavier..."


    Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu, "It takes a lot of time to cast the sword bones of the birth and to refine the evil sword of the birth. I am afraid that he will die before the sword is cast."


    Ouyang Mu nodded, "This is also..."


    This old demon cultivator has a good plan, but his life is not long. What are he doing?


    Ouyang Mu frowned, thought about it in his heart, but didn''t know what he thought of, and was suddenly shocked:


    "Senior Brother Mo, there is another possibility."


    Mo Hua was stunned, "What''s the possibility?"


    "That''s..." Ouyang Mu''s face turned slightly pale, "He is actually a sword bone! He told me to cast a sword, but in fact he was just pretending..."


    Ouyang Mu thought about it again and nodded:


    "Yes, these days, he taught me to make swords. He was the one who made swords for my own good on the surface. He didn''t let me touch the **** and evil swordsmanship. In fact, it was because I didn''t need to do anything at all. His spine was already a made sword bone!"


    Mo Hua''s eyes moved slightly, "Then the reason why he cast a sword bone did not further refine the life-saving evil sword is because... what conditions are missing?"


    What conditions are missing...


    After saying that, Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu.


    Linghu Xiao thought about it and looked at Ouyang Mu.


    Ouyang Mu was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself, "Me?"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "When you didn''t come, the old guy calmly refined his sword. After you came, he took out the sword bones and planned to forge his natal evil sword..."


    "Obviously, you are the key, and it is also the condition for him to forge his natal sword and form a golden elixir."


    Linghu smiled and said, "Isn''t that Junior Brother Mu very dangerous?"


    "Since the natal sword bone has been refined, it may not take long before the old demon cultivator will forge his natal magic weapon to create a pill."


    "Yes," Mo Hua sighed and frowned slightly:


    "The current problem is that we don''t know what his real sword-casting method is, and what is the trick in it."


    "And, what effect does the array pattern he drew on the sword bone have..."


    Several of them were a little frowning.


    But Guangwei can''t guess it even if he thinks about it here, and there is no good idea.


    "Take it according to the opportunity..."


    Mo Hua patted Ouyang Mu on the shoulder, "Be careful."


    "Yeah." Ouyang Mu said solemnly.


    Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu, feeling a little worried, and said:


    "You wait."


    He ran back to the formation privy room, selected some array plates and spiritual weapons, and temporarily drew some formations. Then he returned to the prison and gave all these to Ouyang Mu.


    "You''re hiding..."


    "This heart protection mirror has a gold and stone array on it, which can protect the heart meridians."


    "If the situation is urgent, you can set up these array plates at any time to delay the enemy."


    "This black cloth must be kept. If you feel dizzy, cover it on your forehead immediately..."


    "There are also some elixirs to ward off demons and restore blood. You can keep them. If the demonic energy enters the body, or the blood energy is seriously damaged, you can take it immediately..."


    …


    Mo Hua reminded him one by one.


    Ouyang Mu was moved in his heart, and kept Mo Hua''s advice in his heart and said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Mo!"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    With these methods, Xiaomutou at least has a certain amount of self-protection.


    I just don’t know when the old demon cultivator will attack...


    …


    The next day, Mo Hua went to the old demon cultivator''s evil weapon room in advance.


    He wanted to see if he would find other clues.


    But when I arrived at the evil weapon room, I found that there were already people inside.


    Jin Gui, who is tall and strong, has a great change in his entire aura, is talking to the old demon cultivator.


    He seemed to be blaming something.


    “It’s too slow…”


    "Are you really teaching him to refine evil weapons?"


    "That little devil from the Ouyang family has been studying for several days, why don''t he have much evil spirit on his body?"


    "Old guy, what are you doing?"


    Jin Gui got into a monster and his temper became much more irritable. A hint of coldness flashed in the old demon cultivator''s eyes, and then it became turbid.


    He lowered his head and said in an old voice:


    "Weapon refining requires gradual progress. Whether it is the right path or the evil path, it cannot be achieved overnight. There must be a charter, and it will take step by step..."


    After saying that, he coughed a few times, couldn''t help but coughing out blood again.


    Jin Gui looked at him with a little disgust and cursed in a low voice, "I''m old..."


    Then he snorted coldly and said lightly:


    "From today on, I will send someone to guard it to see if you have taught that little devil well, whether you have let that little devil get **** and fall into the demonic path..."


    The old demon cultivator''s expression changed slightly and refused:


    "This is not possible. The sword casting is a secret. It is my lifelong effort and must not be allowed to be spy on by outsiders!"


    Jin Gui sneered, "When is it now? It''s still a secret? No matter how good you are to cast a sword, you are just a second-grade swordsman. You can''t escape the category of the second-grade. What is your little skill in refining weapons?"


    "Besides, this is the order of the young master. Which of the things in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley is more important than the things of the young master?"


    "Do you want to violate the young master''s order?"


    The old demon cultivator suppressed the coldness in his eyes and lowered his head and said, "I dare not..."


    Jin Gui nodded slightly and said indifferently:


    "That''s right. There''s not much time left. Be careful and don''t delay the young master''s plan, otherwise you will be exhausted and you will die without a place to bury!"


    The old demon cultivator stopped saying anything, just lowered his head, "Yes."


    Jin Gui glanced at the old demon cultivator coldly, then turned around and left.


    After Jin Gui left, the bone fire was green and the blood pool was smelly, and the old demon cultivator was left.


    The old demon cultivator still lowered his head.


    His spine is gone and his body is hunched. Once he lowers his head, it will be difficult to stand up straight again.


    But just because Mo Hua lowered his head, he couldn''t see his expression clearly. He only heard him murmuring, "Yes, time... is not much..."


    Mo Hua''s eyes were slightly stunned.


    After that, the old demon cultivator did not have any other special actions, but was still lying on the chair, looking through a piece of demon paper.


    About half an hour later, Ouyang Mu was brought in.


    But this time it''s different.


    There were two demon cultivators who brought him in. Based on Mo Hua''s experience, one of them was a dog-headed demon cultivator.


    Another, with a sharp gaze, he is still a bald man, and is likely to be like the "condile" and a demon cultivator with an eagle pattern on his body.


    After bringing Ouyang Mu, the dog-headed demon cultivator walked outside the door and went to guard the door.


    The bald demon cultivator with his eyes as an eagle falcon stayed in the evil weapon master, staring at the old demon cultivator with a sharp look, with a cold tone.


    "Master, the manager told me to watch here in case of any accident."


    It is said to be "looking", but it is actually "surveillance".


    The old demon cultivator nodded and said lightly:


    "knew…"


    Then he stopped caring about the bald and dog-headed demon cultivators, and said to Ouyang Mu:


    "I will continue to teach you how to cast a sword."


    Ouyang Mu''s expression was a little complicated, but he still remembered Mo Hua''s instructions and pretended that nothing had happened. He didn''t know anything and nodded:


    "Okay, senior."


    Everything will be as usual after that.


    The old demon cultivator patiently taught sword making, Ouyang Mu absent-mindedly learned sword making, the bald demon cultivator watched with a torch, and the dog-headed demon cultivator looked at the door with a vigilant expression.


    After a while, the old demon cultivator seemed to be tired and said to Ouyang Mu:


    "You practice for a while, I''ll take a break."


    Then he turned around, walked to the chair beside him, and sat down slowly.


    But as soon as he sat down, he couldn''t stop coughing and kept coughing up bleeding. He had no choice but to take out a few pills and stuff them into his mouth tremblingly.


    Finally, he lay on the chair, gasping for breath, like a dying old dog, and his breath was smelly.


    The eagle-patterned demon cultivator frowned when he saw this, with a look of disgust and looked slightly sideways.


    The sizzling sound of the fire, the knocking of wrought iron, and the gasping sound of the old demon cultivator merged together.


    The interior is obviously very noisy, but there is also an inexplicable sense of silence.


    After a moment, the eagle-patterned demon cultivator suddenly changed his expression and realized that there was something wrong.


    The old demon cultivator''s gasp seemed to be gone.


    The eagle-patterned demon cultivator suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked to the side, but saw that there was only a black robe left on the chair next to him, and some shedded demon skins.


    "not good!"


    A chill suddenly surged in the heart of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator, which immediately stimulated the eagle-patterned pattern. The demon-patterned pattern flashed on his head, and his eyes shone brightly, searching for the figure of the old demon cultivator in the house.


    But before he could see the trace, murderous intent suddenly came.


    A long, dark red tentacle suddenly stretched out from the ground, holding the evil demon power, and suddenly slashed towards the eagle-patterned demon cultivator''s waist, as if trying to cut it off in half.


    The eagle-patterned demon cultivator''s pupils shook violently, and he jumped to avoid the sneak attack.


    But although he had an eagle pattern, he only had foundation-building cultivation and could not fly. He floated in the air and could not avoid it.


    This short-term stagnation became a flaw.


    From the shadow, several evil swords suddenly flew out, with extremely fast speeds, and blood lights were drawn, deeply piercing the body of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator.


    In the evil sword, there is **** sword energy, and it also has highly poisonous demonic power.


    The eagle-patterned demon cultivator immediately became extremely poisonous, his bloodline stinged, and he was shocked and angry, and he opened his eyes and shouted:


    "Old evil beast, are you so brave?!"


    He never expected that it was his first time to monitor, and this old man suddenly became a killer.


    He is not afraid, and he violated the ban on Wan Yao Valley and was killed by Wan Yao''s soul devouring? !


    "You actually..."


    What else he wanted to say, but the old demon cultivator didn''t know how long it had been planned. He suddenly attacked at this time, and obviously would not give him a little chance.


    From the shadow, a monster suddenly swam out.


    This monster, like a long worm, has sharp arthropods on both sides, is facing a human face, and is spitting out a long tongue. The arthropods tremble and crawl quickly on the ground.


    Its speed was extremely fast, but in an instant, it approached the body of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator, and then took advantage of the poison and paralyzed it and directly wrapped it up.


    The sharp arthropods penetrate deep into the flesh and blood.


    The long snake-like body kept rolling, with arthropods, cutting the body of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator.


    The eagle-patterned demon cultivator roared, "You..."


    But before he could finish speaking, his head was stabbed by arthropods, and blood flashed by, and it was cut into blood and blood.


    The picture is both **** and cruel.


    Ink painting was so cool that he took a breath.


    This old thing turned out to be a centipede demon!


    And he acted quickly, killed decisively, and had a ferocious face, and was completely different from the previous appearance of illness and death.


    He is an old slut!


    Moreover, he is impatient and kills him at any time, and he is not vague at all.


    After a few rounds, the eagle-patterned demon cultivator died immediately.


    The dog-headed demon cultivator outside the door heard the movement and was too late when he rushed over.


    He could only see the evil and evil weapon refining room, and there was a **** corpse, and a strange and terrifying demon cultivator.


    The sharp limbs, the ugly demon body, and the strange human face above the demon body.


    At this moment, the strange face twisted its neck, turned its head, and smiled at him.


    The dog-headed demon cultivator immediately stood up and turned around and ran away.


    He is no match for such an evil and cruel old demon cultivator.


    But although he ran fast, the old demon cultivator, who looked like a centipede, used many arthropods and crawled faster. Soon, he wrapped around the dog-headed demon cultivator''s body and made the same move.


    After a while, the dog-headed demon cultivator''s body was twisted into a towel.


    Blood fell like water on a towel.


    At this point, all the two demon cultivators who were guarding were killed.


    The old demon cultivator retreated and became the old demon cultivator again. He stretched out his old hand, closed the door of the weapon refining room tremblingly, sealed the formation, and isolated everything inside.


    Then, he walked back into the room step by step.


    At this time, Ouyang Mu''s face was slightly pale, but his eyes were firm.


    The old demon cultivator was a little surprised, nodded slowly, and praised, "Yes, you can calm down when you encounter a sudden change."


    Ouyang Mu was a little nervous, but he calmed down and asked:


    "Senior, what exactly are you going to do?"


    The old demon cultivator grinned, revealing the sharp teeth and long tongue in his mouth, and the blood that had just gnawed at the demon cultivator, "You will know later."


    Before he finished speaking, the evil wind suddenly rose.


    Ouyang Mu felt a **** color in front of him. The old demon cultivator had turned into a centipede and rushed towards him with a **** storm.


    But after a moment, with a roar, the blood was instantly replaced by the fire.


    A dazzling light was emitted around Ouyang Wood, and a raging flames ignited, protecting Ouyang Wood in the middle.


    The Earth Fire Killing Formation exploded.


    Raging spiritual power is raging.


    In a moment, a long insect-like monster was shaken back by the flames, fell to the ground, rolling constantly.


    After the flames were extinguished, the centipede monster curled up, retreated and turned into the hunchbacked old demon cultivator again.


    He gasped like a wounded beast, staring at Ouyang Mu with a sharp look, and said in a trembling voice:


    "Formation?"


    Why can this little devil still use formations?


    The old demon cultivator thought for a moment, and suddenly his expression changed, "No, this is not your method!"


    "Who is helping you?!"


    Just at this moment, a slight sound of sword sounded.


    The old demon cultivator opened his eyes and saw a sharp golden light flashing in the air.


    Then a trace of golden thread broke through the air, and arrived in an instant with a cold and cruel murderous intent.


    Feeling this fierce murderous intent, the old demon cultivator''s expression changed and was a little unbelievable for a moment:


    "Sword-rewarding?!"


    ?Thank you for your reward~


    ??


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    (This chapter ends)