Chapter 794 Strange Shadow


    "Recorded in the name of ink painting?"


    Xunziyou was stunned.


    Mr. Xun glanced at him lightly, "What? No?"


    "No," Xun Ziyou said embarrassedly, "It''s not that it''s not possible. This time, I can discover Wan Yao Valley, destroy these demon cultivators, and rescue Linghu Xiao''s three children. It''s indeed thanks to Mo Hua, but..."


    Xun Ziyou was a little embarrassed, "This is a bit unruly and I''m afraid it''s not easy to convince everyone..."


    Mr. Xun''s face was slightly dark, "Who can obey? The capable ones work harder, and the harder ones get more. I, Taixu Sect, can cut off fat meat from Duanjin Gate, thanks to the child Mo Hua? Anyone who has any objection, ask him to come to me and I will see what he can find."


    Xunziyou smiled bitterly, "Yes..."


    Mr. Xun said, "At that time, you can do it yourself, choose some cleaner ones that involve less involvement in Taoism, first add them to me, and then transfer them to the name of Mohua."


    "If others ask, it is my resolution. Of course, if others don''t ask, don''t make a statement. It''s better to have less trouble than more things..."


    After Mr. Xun finished speaking, he sighed slightly and said with emotion:


    "It is not easy for casual cultivators to practice, especially spiritual stones. Without spiritual stones, it is difficult to move forward."


    "He is now at a low level and is not that obvious. His cultivation level will improve in the future. He swallows and spits, and he will be filled with a large number of spirit stones. How can he do without some wealth..."


    "What you said, ancestor," Xunzi said leisurely.


    But he still felt a little slander in his heart.


    If you let others hear your words and don’t think Mohua is your biological grandson, that would be a strange thing...


    However, this time, Mo Hua made great contributions to the Wan Yao Valley, so it was reasonable to give him some rewards.


    Xunziyou bowed:


    "After the discussion on the matter with Duanjin Gate, I will choose some industries as you said, and subscribe them to the name of Mohua. I will give him the spirit stones that make money every year..."


    Unexpectedly, Mr. Xun said in a silence: "I won''t give it to you now."


    "Don''t give it?" Xun Ziyou was a little surprised.


    Mr. Xun nodded and said, "Save it first, don''t give it to him."


    Seeing that Xun Ziyou was a little puzzled, Mr. Xun continued, "He is still young now, why do you want so many spirit stones?"


    "As there are too many spirit stones, they will easily become deteriorated, and they will easily become lazy and do not know how to work hard."


    "One day in the future, he will really lack spirit stones to practice. I''ll give it to him then."


    "It will always be better to provide timely help, icing on the cake."


    The same kind of favor, and only when others can remember your friendship.


    The icing on the cake, sometimes others don’t care so much.


    This is Mr. Xun’s little selfishness.


    He wanted to let Mo Hua remember more about the kindness of Taixu Sect.


    Of course, he still had some concerns.


    That is the "devil Taoist"...


    The talent of ink painting is really too strong, and it may even be stronger than that of the "sly Taoist". Once you go wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable.


    It is not impossible to even become a devil who is more terrifying than a "devil Taoist"...


    Therefore, this spiritual stone must be handed over to him when the ink painting truly grows up in the future and sticks to his own heart of Tao.


    Otherwise, it would have committed a "big sin".


    Mr. Xun didn''t say these words.


    Xun Ziyou didn''t understand the inside story, so he nodded and said:


    “The ancestor is considering it.”


    After that, the two chatted for a while.


    The matter was almost done, and Xun Ziyou bowed and said, "It''s getting late, so I''ll say goodbye first."


    "Yes." Mr. Xun nodded.


    Xunzi was silent for a moment, and a doubt was in his heart, but hesitated for a while and still didn''t ask.


    Fifth grade void formation...


    He didn''t ask, and Mr. Xun didn''t mention it either.


    It seems that everyone has forgotten.


    But Xunziyou knew in his heart that this was the most critical point, but at this level, involving the fifth-grade formation, the power of Dongxu was not something he could ask about, let alone something he could reach.


    Even if the ancestor found out anything, he would never say it.


    On the contrary, it was ink painting...


    "Old ancestor," Xun Ziyou said slowly, "Is the Tao that child Mo Hua, who practiced is different from that of ordinary monks?"


    Mr. Xun''s face was calm, "Why are the difference?"


    Xun Ziyou frowned, "His spiritual consciousness seems to be much stronger than that of monks in the same realm. Moreover, he can also invade certain visual objects with his divine thoughts, and he seems to be very familiar with the evil spirits..."


    "These are not taught by you, my ancestor?"


    Xun Ziyou looked a little solemn, "What is the origin of this child? Where did he get these inheritances?"


    Mr. Xun did not comment and said:


    "Don''t ask too much, just have a clear idea in your heart, and don''t mention it to others."


    "Old ancestor..." Xun Ziyou was a little puzzled.


    Mr. Xun said meaningfully: "If you don''t ask, you won''t know. If you don''t know, you will have no cause and effect."


    “Sometimes, without cause and effect, it is ''good cause and effect''…”


    Xunziyou was stunned, and then nodded solemnly.


    Mr. Xun waved his hand and said, "Go and do it."


    "Yes." Xun Ziyou politely said, "Disciple said goodbye."


    After Xun Ziyou left, Mr. Xun looked silent.


    He knew some of Mo Hua’s things in his heart, but he never asked about them.


    The man surnamed Zhuang is close to the success of the world.


    Before he died, he must have tampered with the child, using the fog of heaven to cover up some of the causes and effects of interests.


    As long as he doesn''t tell the secrets of Mo Hua, it is safe.


    But as soon as he spoke, even if he told himself, he might not be safe...


    Mr. Xun''s eyes were deep and he sighed slowly.


    …


    The night is dark.


    In the secret room of a certain hall.


    Mr. Tu was "sentenced".


    The Ten Thousand Demon Valley was wiped out. Over the years, the demon cultivators raised had almost been wiped out, and the demons raised had been swallowed up.


    A wisp of his residual soul was wiped out and his vitality was severely damaged.


    Even if it is only a little short, the soul of the "Young Master" will always remain in the nightmare.


    This is the most tragic loss so far.


    Losing the Ten Thousand Demons Valley in the Demon Refining Mountain will also lose an inexhaustible treasure house.


    The large number of demon cultivators who were inspired by the God Lord lost their supply of "minions", monster materials, demon flesh and blood, demon evil thoughts, etc.


    Although there is a reason for the incident, a divine punishment is inevitable.


    This is also the most severe "torture" that Mr. Tu has suffered so far.


    He saw it with his own eyes and experienced all kinds of tortures in the Three Thousand Great Desolations and the world is like a prison.


    After being punished, Mr. Tu''s skin and bones were broken, and he was almost gone, like a ravaged ball of "flesh and blood".


    At the same time, what is even more painful is his soul.


    I don’t know how long it took for Mr. Tu to recover from the endless pain.


    The pain of God''s punishment is imprinted in his soul.


    His flesh and blood are gradually reviving and turning into a human form again.


    Mr. Tu knelt tremblingly in front of the white sheep bone statue, and said tremblingly, "Slave, thank you... Thank you for the gift of the Lord of God..."


    Although the Lord of God exerted torture.


    God''s punishment is unprecedentedly harsh.


    But Mr. Tu knew in his heart that the Lord of God was still showing mercy.


    God''s master has understood himself.


    The root cause of the failure in this battle is that the opponent is a "evil god".


    How can mortals compete with gods?


    It’s the evil spirit that is too strong, not that he is too weak.


    In front of the gods, no matter how comprehensive the preparations are and how meticulous the plan is, sometimes they are in vain.


    Although this battle suffered heavy losses, it also gained a lot.


    Mr. Tu was prostrated and said with fear:


    "The true enemy of the Lord of God showed his appearance before the slave of sin..."


    "This is a young and vicious **** who hatched a short time ago!"


    "The magical power of this **** is a golden divine sword, but the shape is simple and the sword body is rough, like a sword rather than a sword."


    "Using swords as magical powers shows how powerful it is!"


    "The thousands of demons in the demon refining map were slaughtered by them, which shows how fierce his nature is!"


    "This **** must be the evil **** among the evil gods."


    "And the first thing that the evil god''s minions and fans are the Taixu Sect!"


    "Even Chongxumen and Taiamen are inseparable from each other!"


    "In this tribe, there must be high-level monks who secretly believe in this ''evil god''. They are driven by this evil **** and carefully arrange them for their saddles, horses and horses, so as to protect the young evil **** to grow up safely and control one side."


    "And the purpose of this evil god..."


    Mr. Tu kowtowed, his teeth trembled, "It''s the Lord of God!"


    The interior suddenly became darker.


    Mr. Tu was afraid and his speech speed increased: "The Lord of God was sleeping, his divine thoughts were silent, and his divine power was not revealed."


    "This evil **** is so brave that he wants to take this opportunity to covet the Lord of God, secretly steal the Lord of God''s authority, and even..."


    "Touching the divine essence of the God Lord!"


    The cold wind suddenly erupted, and the blood in the secret room was dark, as if supreme pressure was coming, which made people suffocate.


    The Lord of God is getting angry!


    Mr. Tu knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up.


    After a moment, everything dissipated.


    Mr. Tu seemed to have a "sacred sign" in his heart.


    It seems that God Lord gave him some revelation.


    Mr. Tu''s eyes had a moment of emptyness and cruelty, revealing evil majesty, and after a moment, they returned to normal.


    Mr. Tu was stunned for a moment, looking ecstatic. He suppressed the shock and excitement in his heart, and knelt down devoutly:


    "After the gift from the Lord of God, the old slave will do his best to set up a net of heaven and earth to round up this ''evil god''."


    "Let this young evil **** become the most abundant ''sacrificial gift'' at the ceremony of the revival of the God Lord!"


    "Let Him know that even the gods who violate the power of our Lord''s divine power will undoubtedly die!"


    After Mr. Tu finished speaking, the blood in the room gradually faded away.


    The depressing atmosphere completely disappeared.


    Mr. Tu slowly stood up, but his expression was very solemn.


    Hunting the "evil god"... will inevitably be extremely difficult.


    I don’t know how much the price I have to pay, how many people will die, and I don’t know how many demons and evil spirits will be destroyed...


    But all of this is worth it.


    Moreover, the evil **** was still young, and his divine level was only the second level. His innate magical powers had not been fully developed. No matter how strong he was, he had limited limitations.


    If you don’t kill it at this time, you will definitely cause great trouble in the future!


    That evil god...


    Mr. Tu couldn''t help but see the scene when his residual soul was finally destroyed.


    Golden lights all over the sky, a young divine body, a simple but terrifying "divine sword".


    This scene was calculated by him.


    After the remnant soul dies, everything about the remnant soul will be destroyed.


    He shouldn''t have known it.


    It was he who borrowed the power of the Lord''s mind and deduced himself that he saw the scene he had seen before his death.


    He only dares to deduce himself.


    If he had leveraged his eighteen courage, he would not dare to deduce a fierce god.


    What you see when deducing one''s own remnant soul is this scene.


    Apart from this, there is no clue at all.


    The face of the evil **** cannot be seen, nor his form.


    This book is nothing. What really made Mr. Tu care about was that he seemed to see the eyes of this fierce **** in vaguely.


    These eyes are as deep as a cold pond, with a flowing luster, very complex and strange, and seem to contain many different layers of power.


    And what made him most heartbroken was a "black shadow".


    This is by no means an ordinary black shadow.


    In the dark shadow in the eyes of the evil god, there seemed to be a kind of strange divine thought algorithm mixed with.


    A name came to Mr. Tu’s heart.


    He felt cold all over.


    Mr. Tu immediately shook his head and said, "Impossible. No matter how terrible or weird the man''s words are, his hands will never be able to stretch out so long..."


    "What''s more, it''s under the nose of the Lord of God."


    "impossible…"


    Mr. Tu murmured.


    In the dark, there was cause and effect floating, so Mr. Tu threw this suspicion behind his mind and forgot it.


    However, he never realized whether he had forgotten it on his own initiative or was forced to forget it...


    …


    In the Qianxuezhou area, undercurrents are surging in all directions.


    The days of ink painting became peaceful instead.


    He lit the Anshen Incense every day, visualizing the "Taixu Picture" given to him by Mr. Xun, and didn''t know what the picture was called, so he used his own strengths and took one casually.


    Visualize the Taixu diagram and cleanse the mind of Tao.


    In addition, the class, practice, and learn formations are still the same as before.


    After a few days, some mottled and messy evil desires that remained in the sea of ??consciousness were almost purified.


    Ink painting took some time to consolidate the sea of ??consciousness.


    In this way, his spiritual realm was completely stabilized.


    Nineteen lines!


    Ink painting felt happy.


    Generally speaking, the strongest level of spiritual consciousness of a monk at the foundation-building realm is this level.


    The senior brothers who are one year older than him are now not as strong as his spiritual sense.


    Even some inner disciples at the peak of foundation building, if they do not learn the formation and do not follow the path of spiritual consciousness, their spiritual consciousness will be inferior to their own.


    The ink painting is very satisfied.


    Moreover, although his cultivation has not increased, thanks to the spiritual consciousness that has broken through the two realms in succession, his divine consciousness has become more powerful, and most of his cultivation methods, including formations, spells, and even the superficial "divine mind-turning sword", have also been significantly improved.


    But...


    When I thought of the magical thought turning into a sword, Mo Hua frowned slightly again.


    His divine mind turned into a sword is "disabled".


    It can only be used in the world of divine thoughts, including visualization pictures, illusions, dreams or nightmares.


    Reality is not useful.


    But the orthodox "Taixu Divine Thoughts and Sword True Art" should not be like this...


    Mo Hua remembered the senior sword cultivator in the small fishing village again.


    The senior''s magical sword can be used in reality.


    Relying on the sword technique, through the release of divine thoughts, it condenses into the sword intent, and combines with the sword energy, which can kill blood, blood, demons, ghosts, evil spirits and evil spirits.


    But my own is not good.


    I have tried ink painting many times, but no matter how I tried it, it would not work.


    The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage can indeed release their divine thoughts.


    But this kind of outreach can only be passively perceived, but cannot actively attack.


    At most, it is to take the initiative to "control things".


    But the objects that control themselves do not rely on divine thoughts to kill, but on the objects that are controlled by divine thoughts, such as spiritual swords or other spiritual weapons, to attack and defend.


    Mo Hua sighed.


    "How can we learn the true ''Divine Thoughts and Sword Control''?"


    "Is it my spiritual sense, not strong enough?"


    Mo Hua was stunned. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Huang Shanjun seemed to have said that the divine consciousness of the sword control:


    "At least, the golden elixir is more than twenty lines..."


    "And, the golden elixir may not be able to be cultivated..."


    "After all, the divine thought turns into a sword, which is the sword energy transformed into a sword intent. The sword intention manifests the sword energy, not simply, and the sword energy is manifested with the ''divine thought''..."


    Mo Hua scratched her head.


    Twenty lines, golden elixir spiritual consciousness, I don’t know if it will be the year of the monkey and horse.


    Those who have realized the truth know that the amount of spiritual consciousness required for breaking through the great realm is extremely terrifying.


    He has tempered his spiritual consciousness from nine to ten lines for a long time.


    The nineteenth to twenty-two lines, not to mention, the gap between them is probably as wide as the sea.


    Ink Painting thought again:


    "If you have special spiritual consciousness, you don''t have to have twenty lines, nineteen lines up, and try it when it''s stronger?"


    But this has another problem.


    How can I break through with the nineteen lines upwards?


    Now that I can reach the nineteenth line, it can be said that I am lucky.


    Mr. Tu was in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley for a long time, but he had hoarded such a large wave of demons. As a result, he was cheaper and swallowed up by himself in one breath.


    After refining so many evil spirits, I was fed with the seal of the Heavenly Dao. After my spiritual consciousness broke through the Eighteen Patterns, I made another move and broke through the Nineteen Patterns.


    But there is only one in Wan Yao Valley.


    No matter how powerful Mr. Tu is, he cannot raise a second "demonic land" within the Ganxuezhou area.


    In this case, we can only leave the state boundary.


    But I was still confined...


    Mo Hua''s mind was slightly moved, "Why do you have time? Please ask Mr. Xun if you can relieve your confinement?"


    “What excuses can you make?"


    Mo Hua is a little difficult.


    Just as he was hesitating and didn''t know what "just reason" to find, and went to convince Mr. Xun, Mr. Xun found him first.


    "This is the array diagram of the eighteen patterns." Mr. Xun handed a thick array diagram of the five elements and eight trigrams to Mo Hua and reminded him: "Although you have nineteen patterns of spiritual consciousness now, you still have to learn the formation step by step. Start with the eighteen patterns, learn it solidly, and then learn the nineteen patterns. Don''t be too ambitious." "Yes, old man." Mo Hua said respectfully.


    Mr. Xun glanced at Mo Hua and suddenly asked, "Can your spiritual sense... be stronger?"


    Mo Hua was stunned.


    Nineteen lines, aren’t they strong enough?


    "You mean... twenty lines?" Mo Hua whispered.


    Mr. Xun said angrily: "How can you have twenty lines? No matter how good your chances are, no matter how talented you are, you can''t reach the foundation-building realm!"


    Have the late stage of foundation-building consciousness in the middle stage of foundation-building, and the spiritual consciousness in the golden elixir realm of foundation-building realm. Can that be the same concept?


    There is a big hurdle between the foundation building and the golden elixir.


    Both cultivation and spiritual consciousness are all.


    "Oh." Mo Hua nodded.


    Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting and his eyes showed a hint of obscure desire, "It would be better to be stronger than now."


    A stronger is safer.


    It is related to the future of the sect, and the safer the better.


    "Be stronger?" Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and he nodded, "Yes!"


    Mo Hua then did it and said in a low voice, "But it is probably not good in the academic and state field. You need to go out and find some opportunities, and after some ''training''..."


    He did not say what this "opportunity" is, and what "training" is.