Chapter 791 Li Gu
"Is there another door?"
Xunziyou was a little surprised.
"Um."
Mo Hua nodded.
He stared at the demon refining picture in front of him again.
In the nightmare constructed by the demon refining map, most of the divine formations were destroyed by him, and most of the demons also entered his stomach.
Now the real demon refining picture is less gloomy and less the charm of the formation, like the wreckage of a formation medium.
And nightmare is a reflection of reality.
The "nightmare" in the Demon Refining Picture is built on the present ten thousand demon valleys. There will be differences between the two, but the pattern is similar.
The demon refining picture in the nightmare is a blank mural.
After the mural, there is another world.
In the present world, there should be something special after refining the demon map...
Ink paintings said to Xunzi:
"Elder Xun, break through this mural."
"Break through?"
"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded, "There is something inside."
Xun Ziyou frowned slightly, after pondering for a moment, nodded, took out his natal spiritual sword, and used the spiritual power of the Golden Dan realm to activate the sword energy and slashed on the mural.
The mural cracked in response to the sound, but it was thick and heavy.
Xun Ziyou cut a few more swords, and sword energy penetrated into the stone wall. After more than ten swords, he completely cut through the mural.
The stone chips fell down and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, a narrow passage behind the mural was exposed, and behind the passage, a door with the head of the demon with the sheep horns and demons was painted.
"Evil eagle of sheep horn..."
Xun Zixian''s face turned pale and he looked at Xun Ziyou.
Mo Hua pretended not to understand it very much and asked in a low voice:
"Elder Xun, do you know what this sheep horn means?"
Xun Zixian frowned, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice:
"The horns of sheep are symbols of evil desires. The world''s enemies, hatreds, jealousies, and many evil desires nourish evil spirits, devour the divine thoughts, and degenerate the human heart."
"And the evil spirits with sheep horns are all ancient and extraordinary."
"But this evil eagle of sheep horns... I have never seen it before, and I don''t know which evil spirit it symbolizes. I''m afraid I have to go back and ask the ancestor..."
"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded.
After Xun Zixian finished speaking, he instructed Mo Hua to say:
"You must be careful in the future. If you encounter statues and murals of ''sheep horns'', you must be more careful. If you can avoid it, avoid it. If you can avoid it, don''t get it."
"Elder, don''t worry, I will avoid it." said confidently.
Xun Zixian breathed a sigh of relief.
Xun Ziyou''s expression was a little solemn, "Do you want to go in?"
Xun Zixian thought for a moment and said slowly, "Go in and take a look first."
Mo Hua knew that there should be no danger behind this gate.
The most dangerous thing is in the "nightmare" of the Demon Refining Picture.
These dangerous things were either eaten by him, killed by him, or “scared” away by him.
But the atmosphere has come to this point, and he still pretends to be "like facing a great enemy".
After all, I don’t tell you about the matter in the Demon Refining Picture, and Elder Xun and the others don’t know about it.
Shangguan Xuan saw that he was staying outside, guarding Linghu Xiao and the other two.
The secret behind the door is not important to him.
Xunziyou used his sword to split the gate of Yangko.
Above the gate, there is a divine formation, but this formation is protected from divine thoughts and evil spirits, so it is naturally unable to prevent the sword energy of the Golden Dan Realm.
After the door was broken, it was covered in shade.
After Xunziyou entered, he could see a hall with his eyes raised.
In the hall, there are bone lamps burning, swaying the green bone fire.
The decorations around are solemn and evil, and the walls are painted with murals of the same style as those of the demon-refining pictures outside, which are obviously in line with each other.
And in the center of the hall, there were more than a dozen people sitting side by side.
There was a lamp in front of everyone.
But all these lights were out.
These dozen people were cold and had no breath.
Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian looked at each other with a slightly shocked look.
All dead?
This hall is closed and no one breaks in. How did they die?
And there was no wound on these people, and it seemed that their souls were directly destroyed?
The two couldn''t help but look back and looked at the ink painting.
Xun Ziyou asked, "Mo Hua, do you know what''s going on?"
Mo Hua shook her head and said "guessed":
"Maybe it was because you did too many bad things and were retribution, or maybe you were involved in the evil spirit and suffered backfire, and your spiritual consciousness was eaten by the evil spirit."
He didn''t lie either.
These people were indeed retribution.
Their spiritual consciousness was indeed eaten by the "evil" of Sword Bones.
Xun Ziyou and the others, seeing Mo Hua''s simple and innocent look, didn''t know what to say for a moment, so they could only sigh.
Xun Zixian said, "Then let it be. These people are with evil spirits, and their spiritual consciousness is eaten by evil spirits."
This sentence is equivalent to "conclusion".
These people died on their own and had nothing to do with others.
Xun Zixian looked at the ink painting silently.
It has nothing to do with ink painting…
Xun Ziyou also understood what he meant and nodded.
Mo Hua glanced silently at the dozen demon cultivators, and his eyes moved slightly. He found that Jin Gui, Jin Yicai and Jin Yixuan, the three disciples of the Breaking Golden Sect, were also among them, and nodded slightly.
"Now the Kinmen Bin can''t escape..."
"Even if you don''t die, you will have to peel off your skin."
But he didn''t say it, and he seemed to be unrelated to him.
Anyway, the elders can find out the identities of these people by checking them.
Mo Hua''s eyes left the body of the dozen dead demon cultivators and turned to look upwards.
There are gorgeous screens above and jade bead curtains.
Behind the screen bead curtain, a luxurious demon leather seat can be vaguely seen.
Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian also noticed it, and their eyes sank.
With such a seat, it means that behind Wan Yao Valley is a person with a noble identity hidden behind it.
The two of them flashed, broke the screen, lifted the bead curtain, and walked into the hall.
The surroundings were empty and there was no one.
At the same time, no trace was left.
The ink painting had a divine thought and quietly used some divine calculations to see a trace of causal clues left nearby.
These causal and effect residues are shallow and have not completely dissipated.
Indicate that there was someone here just now.
Soon, Elder Xun Zixian''s eyes narrowed, and he looked at a seemingly ordinary screen with beautiful scenery in the corner. With a slap in his palm, spiritual power penetrated out.
The screen was under pressure, and the pattern on it flashed, and it only lasted for a moment, and then it was all broken, revealing an entrance.
"Quick! Go and have a look!"
Xun Zixian said in a deep voice.
Then he took the lead and entered the entrance.
Xunziyou and Mo Hua also followed in.
But after walking a few steps, they reached their heads. Everyone looked up and looked stunned.
In front of me is a secret room, more than two meters long and wide.
It is incompatible with the atmosphere of the hall outside.
The hall is gloomy and depressing, but in this secret room, it is luxurious and elegant, burning with refreshing sandalwood. It is not like the secret room of the Demon Valley, but more like a young master''s "study room".
However, there was no book or jade slip in the study at this time.
Even in order to avoid being found, all the furnishings were destroyed, clean and without leaving a single one.
What remains is only a faint smell of sandalwood.
"Running?"
Xun Zixian frowned.
Xun Ziyou snorted coldly, "I run so fast."
Ink painting is not surprising.
He guessed that this young man should have run away long ago.
In this Ten Thousand Demons Valley, the only chance that I can seize this mysterious young master is to capture his soul in the nightmare, seal it with the divine lock formation, and make him a "playful object" in his palm.
Once you are in the nightmare, you will definitely not be able to catch this young man.
Unless this "young man" is a fool.
But this is definitely impossible.
Since he is regarded as a "private son", his background must be prominent, his qualifications, minds and methods must be unusual.
Otherwise, he would never have been selected by the evil **** of the Great Wilderness. He was afraid of so many demon cultivators, which made many disciples of the sect who had become demons and demons convinced him.
Even Mr. Tu wanted to destroy his soul and protect him from getting out.
This young master’s true origin must be extraordinary.
Of course, if you really want to catch the "Young Master" in the nightmare, there is another premise:
It is in the nightmare that the divine thought of this "Young Master" is not protected by the immortal talisman.
Otherwise, ink painting would be helpless.
But ink painting is a little inaccurate about this matter.
After all, he is a casual cultivator, not a direct descendant of a large family, no ancestor in the cave realm, and no ancestor is willing to plant the talisman of immortality for him.
The understanding of the immortal talisman is really limited.
"If you have the chance in the future, I will ask Mr. Xun about the talisman of the immortality."
"If I really meet a similar person who is born with a prominent background and has a too ''hard'' background, and has planted the talisman of immortality, I will be prepared in my heart..."
Ink painting concentrates on thinking.
On the other hand, Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian searched the study again, but they still found nothing.
"The gecko''s tail is broken, it''s really clean..."
Xun Ziyou shook his head and sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Go back first. I will call someone from the sect to dig three feet into the valley and search it inch by inch. I don''t believe it and can''t find any other clues..."
"Um."
Xun Zixian nodded slightly.
But Mo Hua suddenly said, "No."
Xun Ziyou was slightly stunned, "What''s wrong?"
Mo Hua pondered: "There should be something like ''secret passage''..."
From the time he scared away the "Young Master" in the nightmare, to the time he left the nightmare, to help Xiaomutou and the other three "resurrect" him, to breaking the mural, entering the hall, and finding the study...
These things add up to about half an hour.
Within this half hour, if the "Young Master" wants to escape, he will inevitably leave a secret passage.
This secret passage can leave the Ten Thousand Demons Valley and avoid the Golden Pill Cultivators who have entered the valley...
It’s just that this secret passage, the ink painting has not been found. “Secret passage…”
Xun Zixian''s eyes were solemn, and he let go of his spiritual consciousness again, and glanced over. Suddenly, his expression moved slightly. He walked to the wall on the right side of the study, and used his spiritual power. A light white crystal light flashed in his palm, and he slapped it with his palm.
But the walls remained motionless.
Xun Zixian''s expression changed and he immediately said, "Call for someone! Call out the other late-stage elders of the Jindan stage!"
Xun Ziyou never neglected and immediately passed on a letter.
But in just one cup of tea, several Taixu Sect elders came in.
Most ink paintings are known.
There are also a few people who look more eye-catching, probably the new elder.
On the contrary, none of these elders did not know Mo Hua.
After all, for hundreds of years, there are not a single disciple who can make the ancestor Xun partial, but if you can be so biased, you can only draw one.
A group of elders came in and they all looked at the Mohua silently before discussing with the two elders Xun Zixian.
Xun Zixian said: "Behind this wall, there is a high-quality formation."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Ink painting was also stunned.
Even Elder Xun, who is a third-grade formation master, is also called a "high-grade formation"...
An elder asked, "What grade?"
Xun Zixian shook his head, "It''s hard to say."
"What should I do now? Do I need to unravel the formation?"
“I can’t solve it.”
"Then...break the formation?"
"It cannot be broken... This formation is very powerful, and the movement is too great. Once the formation is forcibly broken, the consequences are hard to say." Xun Zixian said.
“…What should I do?”
Xun Zixian said in a deep voice: "It''s been demolished."
"dismantle?"
"Well," Xun Zixian nodded and pointed out a rough range. "Although this formation is strong, it is not large. Just remove it from the stone wall next to it and avoid this formation..."
"It seems troublesome, but this is the only feasible solution at the moment."
Everyone thought for a moment and nodded one after another.
Xun Zixian looked at Mo Hua again and said, "Mo Hua, go outside first. There are golden elixirs here. Start with your hands and your spiritual power is everywhere. Don''t hurt you by chance."
"Uh-huh."
Mo Hua nodded obediently.
He is quite self-aware of his physical strength.
After that, Mo Hua left the study room and waited in the hall for a while.
The Taixu Sect''s Golden Elders began to avoid the formation patterns and dig the walls according to the formation range designated by Xun Zixian, using their physical bodies, sword energy, or various spiritual weapons.
Although the ink painting was waiting outside, I was curious and still paid attention to the movement inside.
After a stick of incense, the movement inside stopped.
Mo Hua blinked and slipped in quietly.
The entire study room has been demolished beyond recognition, with only one wall left, and the other two walls have been completely hollowed out.
A passage was indeed taken out from behind the wall.
Xun Zixian said: "Let''s go in and take a look..."
He turned around and saw Mo Hua again. He was about to say something, but Mo Hua had already run behind Xun Ziyou, looking well-behaved.
Xun Zixian had no choice but to do anything to him, so he didn''t say anything.
A group of Jindan elders, alert each other and walked inside.
As I walked, I walked into a small cave.
The cave is small and simple.
There is also nothing around, only in the center, leaving only a simple stone platform, which looks ordinary.
When Xun Zixian saw this stone platform, he sensed the traces of the formation left on it. His pupils immediately shrank and said in a cold voice:
"Fifth grade...Void formation?!"
Fifth grade? !
The formation of the cave realm!
Everyone was despised when they heard this.
Xunziyou was sweating coldly and immediately wanted to crush the Void Sword Order and call the ancestor, but Xunzixian grabbed it.
Xun Zixian shook his head, "The formation has been destroyed..."
Xun Ziyou then breathed a sigh of relief.
If the intact fifth-grade formation is a killing formation containing the power of void, their group of golden elixirs will undoubtedly die once they are touched.
If a teleportation-like formation transmits a strong enemy and then uses the formation to leave after killing people, then they have no way to do anything, and they will die in vain if they die.
Life and death are almost only in one thought.
So at the first moment, Xun Ziyou was stressed and wanted to crush the Void Sword Order and invite the ancestor.
But since these fifth-grade formations have been destroyed, there is no need to invite the ancestor for the time being to avoid making a big deal.
Xun Ziyou frowned, "When did this formation be destroyed?"
Xun Zixian''s eyes were slightly dark, "It was just destroyed..."
"Nothing happens?"
"A formation master has arranged methods in advance. Once it is destroyed, the formation pattern will be erased by itself, and there will be little movement and there will be no trace left, especially the core formation..."
Xun Ziyou frowned, and then sighed slowly:
"The water here is a bit terrible..."
"This formation is exposed, which means that there is at least a fifth-grade formation master from the Cave Void Realm behind these cultivators."
"Fifth-grade formation masters, there are only a handful of Qianxuezhou circles..."
"And this fifth-grade formation master was able to bypass the eyes and ears of many powerful cultivators in Qianxuezhou and secretly set up fifth-grade formations in the Demon Refining Mountain. I''m afraid..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xun Zixian winked at him.
Xun Ziyou turned his head and saw a serious face beside him, listening to the ink painting very seriously, and he couldn''t help but feel a little ache.
Xun Zixian said, "Go back first."
When he said this, he looked at the ink painting.
Meaning, hurry up and take the child Mo Hua back.
Xun Ziyou naturally understood that even if they were involved in this kind of cave-virtual matter, even if they were touched with the golden elixir, they would easily lose their bones if they were not careful.
Not to mention the little foundation-building disciple of Mo Hua.
"I''m fine, don''t worry about me..." Mo Hua said.
Dongxu Formation Master, fifth-grade formation, void teleportation…
He also wanted to listen to the secrets behind it.
But as soon as he finished speaking, suddenly the sea of ??consciousness trembled and a stinging pain came.
There seemed to be thousands of demons roaring in his ears.
The demon is ferocious, with evil shadows and evil thoughts plaguing him, eroding his heart of Taoism bit by bit.
At the same time, a "blood-thirsty" urge burst into his heart.
It seems that I am about to become a "monster beast".
Xun Ziyou and his two were shocked when they noticed the strangeness of the ink painting.
"Mo Hua, what''s wrong with you?"
"I, no..."
Mo Hua gritted her teeth and frowned, trying hard to restrain the evil thoughts in her heart, but in the end she still couldn''t control it.
His eyes suddenly became fierce, he opened his mouth and bit Xun Ziyou''s arm.
Like a "little tiger" who chooses people to eat, his expression becomes fierce.
Xunziyou: “…”
The ink painting chewed two bites, but didn''t chewed it.
Xun Ziyou looked confused and didn''t know what to do.
Xun Zixian on the side looked calm, his sleeves brushed past the ink painting, and a stream of spiritual power gently brushed across the acupoints between the ink painting''s forehead.
Mo Hua''s eyes gradually became dull, and then she fell asleep.
Xun Ziyou looked at the fainting ink painting and asked Xun Zixian with a serious expression:
"What''s wrong with this child? Are you caught in a bad situation?"
Xun Zixian frowned and said, "There is a little bit..."
Xunziyou thought for a while and said in surprise: "Is it because he was infected with a little evil spirit in the demon refining map?"
Xun Zixian said slowly: "It is very likely..."
"What should I do? Can anyone save me?"
Xun Zixian thought for a while and sighed, "Take it back first and show it to the ancestor..."
He knew some ways to deal with evil spirits, but this method varies from person to person, and from "evil".
It is useful to some people, and to some "evil spirits". It is sometimes effective and sometimes not effective. The effect is not easy to say, and it is not easy to guarantee.
What''s more, Mo Hua is a little special, and he dare not start at will.
In case something goes wrong, they can''t afford it.
It should be the safest to bring him back to the sect to show to the ancestor.
Xun Zixian thought in his heart.
"Okay!" Xunziyou nodded.
"By the way," Xun Zixian suddenly remembered something and said, "This child bit you..."
Xunziyou said calmly: "I''m fine."
Xun Zixian shook his head, "No, see if his teeth are fine..."
Xun Ziyou was stunned, "He bit me..."
Xun Zixian nodded, "I know, but if you ''suck'' his teeth, the ancestor probably won''t give you a good face."
Xun Ziyou''s scalp numb, he pinched Mo Hua''s cheek, looked at his teeth, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it''s not broken."
"That''s good…"
Xunziyou recited the ink painting and said to Xunzixian:
"No further ado, I will send this child back to the sect first. I will hand it over to you here in Wan Yao Valley. Be careful."
"Yes." Xun Zixian nodded.
After that, Xun Ziyou stopped talking and went back to the sect with the ink paintings that were "being possessed by evil".
Xun Zixian stayed there, looking at the destroyed fifth-grade formation in front of him, and was stunned. Finally, he sighed and murmured in a low voice:
"The rain...has been here long ago..."
…
Two days later.
Taixu Gate.
A quiet Dan room.
The ink painting opened its eyes and it was covered in white.
He still felt his head was dizzy, and there were still monsters of unknown categories in his ears. He was screaming like a ghost, which made his head hurt.
This seems to be a "sequelae" of eating too much at one time, eating too much, and not having time to digest it.
The ink painting has not yet recovered.
Just at this moment, an old but kind voice slowly rang:
"woke up?"
Mo Hua raised his head and squinted his eyes and found that Mr. Xun with white hair was sitting by his bed, holding a red pen in his hand, hooking something on a thick stack of array papers, as if he was correcting the formation homework.
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(This chapter ends)