Chapter 817 Chasing


    “Daotingsi…”


    Mo Hua looked solemn and murmured, "Which according to your meaning, is Guishuimen secretly attacking you in conjunction with Daotingsi?"


    "good."


    Mo Hua was puzzled, "How do you know these things?"


    Just Guishuimen.


    Daoting Si is deeply involved. Even if there is some dirty collusion inside, it is not something that his descendants of the water sect like a "lost dog" can know.


    The old man sneered, "Don''t forget, what is my origin in the Water Jail Sect? The word "jail" in the Water Jail Sect has to be from the "Daozhu". All the monks of my Water Jail Sect have served in the Dao Tingsi, who are good at chasing and punishing. They are even regarded as the lackeys of the Dao Tingsi, and all the unclean work is done by my Water Jail Sect. How can I not know the dirty things in the Dao Tingsi?"


    "What''s more, Guishuimen was originally a thing that "borrows the corpse and resurrects the soul" of the Water Jails. It''s normal to collude with Daotingsi."


    "I was hunted down and the descendants of the Yu family were wiped out. There were no signs of Dao Tingsi''s hands and feet in the eyes of an expert like me, Dao Tingsi was everywhere."


    Mo Hua said: "The situation in the Daotingsi is also very complicated. There are mixed cultivators from different aristocratic families and sects, so they cannot be generalized."


    The old man said, "Daotingsi is a large dyeing vat. Whenever you go in, you will get dyed sooner or later. What color did you have before? Is it important?"


    Ink painting frowned.


    The old man looked at the ink painting and finally sighed, saying sincerely:


    "Little brother, although you are smart, meticulous, and your methods are not inferior to those of some old monks who have been living in the world of cultivation for many years, you are young after all, and you see less and don''t know the true sinisterness of people''s hearts."


    "In this world, **** indulges in people''s desires, money harms people''s hearts, and power is the most powerful thing to corrupt people''s hearts."


    "The Daoting Office is in power, life and death are in control, and inherited from generation to generation. Over time, rotten insects will be born. This is the most unbreakable truth in the world."


    "What''s more, the Daoting has been going on for 20,000 years. This time is too long, enough to cultivate a behemoth of worms."


    The eyes of the ink painting are slightly condensed, "There are also clear streams in the Daotingsi..."


    The old man sneered, "Who can tell whether it is a real clear stream or a fake clear stream? No matter how clear the water flows into the dyeing vat, it still needs to change the color. If you don''t want to change the color, then I don''t know how many people are, I hope you die..."


    Ink painting nodded slightly.


    The old man looked at the ink painting with a complicated expression and sighed:


    "I said this and I will leave it to my friend. I don''t ask for help from you. I just hope you can abide by the agreement and not reveal my whereabouts, otherwise it will cause disaster and the ruling of the water corpses and disciplines, and I will die with my eyes open. Even if I turn into a ghost, I will ask for an explanation..."


    Even if you turn into a ghost, I am not afraid at all...


    Mo Hua said silently in his heart, but he thought for a moment and said:


    "Your pot is a bit too big. It''s Guishuimen and Daotingsi. I may not be able to keep it in my pocket. I can only try my best to help you, but it''s hard to say whether you can help in the end. As for your whereabouts, don''t worry, I won''t tell anyone about it."


    The old man looked grateful, "Since that''s the case, I''ll thank you my friend."


    Mo Hua nodded, "One more thing..."


    His expression was slightly cold, "Those two children are also descendants of the Yu family. If you pass on the skills of the Water Jail Sect to them, aren''t you afraid of being discovered by Guishui Sect and slaughtering the entire fishing village?"


    The old man''s expression stagnated.


    He had deliberately concealed it before and did not want to expose the identities of Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi.


    But unexpectedly, the young monk in front of him already knew everything.


    The old man''s face was bitter and sighed:


    "I really... I can''t do anything about it..."


    "If it is passed on, they may die. But if it is not passed on, once I die, the entire Taoist sect of the Water Jail Sect will be completely eliminated. How can I be worthy of the ancestors and sects..."


    The old man was in a state of excitement, his face turned pale for a moment, he coughed violently, and he coughed blood from the corners of his mouth.


    Mo Hua shook his head, it was hard to blame him for anything.


    "You have a good rest. If you want, I will find a car tomorrow and take you to a place to recuperate."


    The old man bowed his hand and said calmly: "I''m sorry, my friend."


    "I won''t bother you anymore." Mo Hua turned around and wanted to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the old man, "Little friend..."


    He turned his head and looked at the dense killing formations around the cave, his scalp was a little numb, "These formations..."


    "Oh, it''s okay, I won''t kill you." Mo Hua said.


    "No..." The old man had a headache.


    You at least took it apart for me.


    The cave is full of killing formations, which is like putting explosives in the house and exploded at a glance. How could he sleep?


    Mo Hua ignored him and turned around and left.


    He will demolish it himself.


    I have never used the formation I have worked hard to draw yet, so why should I bear to tear it off?


    Of course, it is mainly because he is lazy.


    Anyway, the killing formation was not arranged at his doorstep.


    The old man in front of the cave shook his head helplessly as he looked at Mo Hua''s back as he was leaving.


    This little monk is really a bit "rogue".


    The night is dark, the moon is desolate, and there is no place to live in the deserted mountains.


    The old man could only sigh bitterly and return to the cave.


    Anyway, it was my last night...


    …


    Leaving the barren mountain, Mo Hua returned to the small fishing village and confirmed that Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi had returned home safely and fell asleep peacefully. Only then did he feel relieved.


    But this is not a solution.


    Mo Hua thought about it, then took out the order to pass the letter and sent a letter to Gu Changhuai, "Uncle Gu, there is something very important..."


    In less than a moment, Gu Changhuai said unhappily:


    "When is it time, and you still haven''t fall asleep?"


    Mo Hua looked up and found that it was very dark and midnight had passed. It was probably the hour of Yin.


    It seems to be a little late...


    But Mo Hua said, "Uncle Gu, you didn''t sleep either?"


    Gu Changhuai: "Daotingsi is relatively busy..."


    Mo Hua: "Aren''t you ''invisible''?"


    Gu Changhuai: “…”


    Mo Hua was shocked and suddenly realized, "Uncle Gu, you...can''t have you been having a blind date with that Hua Teach, and you have a relationship, so you can''t think of food and drink and sleep at night?"


    "What nonsense?!"


    Gu Chang was so resentful that his teeth were itchy.


    If the boy Mo Hua was in front of him, he would have to pull his ears off.


    "The Daotingsi has come to a new dictionary department, which is quite annoying and has many things..." Gu Changhuai said.


    "Xindiansi?" Mo Hua was stunned, "Who?"


    Gu Changhuai was speechless, "You don''t know if I told you. Also, don''t ask about Daotingsi''s affairs."


    "oh."


    Gu Changhuai said again: "It''s so late, what''s the matter with me?"


    As soon as Mo Hua was about to speak, he suddenly remembered the words of the old man from the Water Jail Sect named "Yu Canghai". He couldn''t help but feel a little nervous and asked:


    "Uncle Gu, is the Gu family considered a ''clean stream''?"


    Gu Changhuai frowned, pondered for a moment, and said slowly:


    "I don''t like the word "clear flow". A monk from the Dao Tingshi should follow the law of Taoism and seek truth from facts. He should catch what should be caught, kill what should be killed, and act impartially. There is nothing that is said to be clear or not."


    "However, in the eyes of others, our Gu family does seem to be regarded as a ''clear stream''..."


    Mo Hua nodded, understood in her heart, and then she spoke:


    "I met a person who was related to Yujia Shui Village. He said that Yujia Shui Village was destroyed because it was the evil cultivator instructed by Guishui Village."


    "In addition, this person is also a descendant of the Sui Gate..."


    It was late at night, Gu Changhuai had been busy for a day, and his expression was already tired, but when he heard this, he immediately looked shocked.


    "Take it serious?"


    Mo Hua was speechless, "When did I deceive you?"


    There are so many things you have lying to me.


    Gu Changhuai thought to himself.


    But now is not the time to gossip, Gu Changhuai asked, "Where are you now?"


    Mo Hua: “I am in a small fishing village.”


    "A small fishing village by the Yanshui River?" Gu Changhuai frowned, "How could you be there?"


    "This matter is a long story. I will talk about it in detail when we meet." Mo Hua said.


    The mail order is too slow to speak.


    Moreover, he needs to consider what can be said and what cannot be said.


    "Okay!" Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and said, "I am still in the Daotingsi in Qianxuezhou. I can''t get rid of it for the time being. When I finish the matter in my hands, I will come to find you tomorrow morning."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    After chatting, Mo Hua put away the order to pass on the letter, squatted on the big tree at the entrance of the village, and pondered alone.


    This matter is still too big and involves many forces.


    It’s okay to take advantage of troubled waters by yourself, but if you want to make a guarantee, you still don’t have the ability now.


    Even the old man from Baoshuiyan Gate was beyond his ability.


    After thinking about it, I could only ask Uncle Gu.


    But there is a problem here.


    Mo Hua himself trusts Uncle Gu very much.


    Although he has a bad temper, his face is foul, and sometimes he speaks badly, and is not gentle or considerate at all, he is indeed a good person.


    But that old man from the Jail Gate may not be the case.


    He was extremely wary of the monks of Daotingsi. If he knew Uncle Gu''s identity as the Diansi, he might not be willing to cooperate.


    "Forget it, let''s talk about it then..."


    Mo Hua said in my heart.


    Besides, the old man may not be a good person, and what he said may not be all the truth.


    Then call Uncle Gu, and with Uncle Gu, the Jindan Diansi Town, you might be able to ask more things.


    After that, Mo Hua began to meditate with his eyes closed, sinking his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ??consciousness, and seized the time to practice formations on the Taoist monument.


    Now he has nineteen patterns in his spiritual sense, and he can learn more formations, so he must make full use of every minute and every breath.


    Only by learning more formations and honing your spiritual consciousness to the extreme can you learn more formations for yourself in the future.


    Until dawn, the east is dawn.


    Mo Hua opened her eyes, let out a long sigh, and stretched.


    Then, taking advantage of the rising sun and purple air coming from the east, Mo Hua took out the spirit stone, practiced for a while, and then began to wait for Gu Changhuai.


    In the small fishing village, fishermen also got up one after another and started a hard day.


    Mo Hua sat on the big tree and waited for a while. After some anxiety, he passed on a letter:


    "Uncle Gu, when will you come here?"


    The opposite side did not respond.


    After a while, Gu Changhuai replied, seemingly helpless: "The new Diansi is a bit tricky and can''t get rid of it for the time being. I will go there two hours later."


    "Okay, remember to hire a larger carriage." Mo Hua said.


    "good."


    From then on, Mo Hua could only wait patiently.


    But while waiting, he suddenly realized a problem:


    That old man from the Jail Gate won’t run away, right?


    A chance meeting, no relatives or reasons. Although he has told him so much about the past, he may not really trust himself.


    "I have to go and see..."


    Mo Hua said silently in her heart.


    He didn''t delay, but got up directly, followed the road that Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi walked last night, and climbed up lightly along the mountain wall.


    When we arrived at the cave, the dense killing formations were still there.


    But after scanning the spiritual consciousness of the Mohua, he found that the cave was empty and there was no human breath at all.


    "The person ran away..."


    Mo Hua sighed.


    But it’s not too surprising to think about it.


    The old man from the water sect was destroyed and killed, and was chased by others. He was full of enemies and could not believe himself easily.


    But his Yin Tang was black and his death sign was coming. When he ran away, he would probably have lost his life.


    "Do you want to chase?"


    Mo Hua thought about it and then let it go.


    Since he doesn''t believe in himself, he is too lazy to meddle in other people''s business and then go and save him.


    Others’ destiny must be respected.


    The **** person is going to die.


    Mo Hua wanted to leave immediately, but when he was halfway through, he suddenly frowned.


    “No…”


    Mo Hua turned around, let go of his spiritual sense, and glanced around, his eyes froze, "Someone else has come..."


    There are traces of broken marks on the weeds, which are the footprints of many people.


    There is a mixed spiritual power breath nearby, and the breath is very light, with both five elements, but there is more cool water spiritual power.


    This is the breath of human beings.


    The ink painting''s spiritual consciousness becomes enlightened, and after the spiritual consciousness approaches the gods, they are very sensitive to this kind of breath.


    He walked to the cave.


    Even though it was bright, the cave was still dark.


    Mo Hua hesitated for a while, but still did not walk in rashly. Instead, he took out a little tiger and let the little tiger explore the way. During this period, he did not trigger any murderous intentions, so he walked into the cave with slight help.


    The cave is narrow and the walls are dilapidated.


    There were blood in the cave, some broken spiritual weapons, empty pill bottles, blood-stained clothes, etc.


    The old man has left.


    Through the traces, he left in a hurry, as if he noticed that someone was coming to kill him, so he had to leave early.


    "The hunter is here?"


    The expression of the ink painting moved slightly, his eyes suddenly became deep, his pupils were pitch black, and at the same time, the causal patterns appeared.


    After a while, he used the concealment technique to hide his body. After leaving the cave, he walked in one direction and into the deeper mountains. This mountain is a barren mountain, with only some weeds and miscellaneous trees on the mountain, no monsters, and no other minerals.


    The nearby fishing practitioners only make a living by fishing and rarely go to the mountains.


    The deeper you get, the more desolate it becomes.


    But because of the desolation, the spiritual power and breath of people, and the causal energy and the causal energy are even more distinct.


    The ink painting followed the energy and kept walking into the mountains. I don’t know how long it took, but there was suddenly a movement in front of me.


    When Mo Hua approached, he saw seven or eight monks besieging an old man.


    The old man was Yu Canghai from the Sui Gate.


    In addition, seven or eight people were dressed in different clothes, but they all had their faces covered, with a fierce murderous intent, and their cultivation was between the late stage of foundation building and the peak of foundation building.


    They did not fight hard, but were consuming it with wheel battles, trying to use the old man in the water gate to exhaust the energy and dry up.


    Yu Canghai was seriously injured, but was besieged by several people at this time. After being consumed continuously, his face turned like white paper.


    Among the seven or eight monks, one of them took the lead shouted:


    "Old guy, you are about to die and don''t surrender early, so as not to suffer the pain of being undesirable."


    Yu Canghai''s breath was unstable, his voice was trembling, but he still said angrily:


    "A bunch of bastards, even if I die today, I will drag you down."


    His spiritual power was stimulating, and the water spiritual power condensed into a water needle and shot it around.


    But when these seven or eight monks saw that he was really moved, they immediately evacuated and did not fight him hard, but when his spiritual power was weak, they would linger like a mad dog.


    Evil tigers are also afraid of wolves biting.


    Not to mention that this evil tiger was seriously injured.


    He just relied on the foundation of the golden elixir and was holding on.


    But obviously, I can''t hold on for long.


    Yu Canghai showed despair, his heart was cold, and he thought to himself that the Taoist dictum of the water sect would be cut off from here...


    Just at this moment, a wise young monk heard the voice of a wise monk next to him:


    “Senior!”


    The venue became quiet for a moment.


    All the monks who were fighting stopped and looked in the sound and saw the ink painting with a "nervous" look on their faces.


    Mo Hua looked decisive and said, "Senior, I will pass on the inheritance of the Water Jail Sect well, and I will definitely live up to the expectations of my predecessors!"


    After saying that, he turned around and ran away directly.


    Everyone was stunned.


    Yu Canghai was also stunned, and then he realized that this young man was attracting firepower for him.


    And the seven or eight masked monks looked shocked.


    "Brother, what should I do?"


    "Why is there another fish that misses the net?"


    "He''s going to run!"


    The masked monk who took the lead immediately said angrily:


    "Splitting apart, go and chase the boy with the three of you. The rest of the people, let me hold on to the old man, and I can''t let anyone go!"


    "yes!"


    There was a masked monk in the crowd with a gloomy look and said, "I''ll go too. I have experience in chasing people. This little devil can''t escape my palm."


    The monk hesitated for a moment and nodded.


    In this way, four of these monks went to chase the ink painting.


    The remaining four people continued to besiege the sea.


    Yu Canghai''s pressure dropped sharply, but at the same time, his heart also sank.


    "That kid is only in the middle stage of foundation building and is chased by four killers in the late stage of foundation building. I don''t know if he can escape..."


    Although it is to help me, it is still too reckless...


    Yu Canghai sighed in his heart.


    On the other side, the ink painting did not "escape".


    He was chased by four late-stage killers and circled a big circle in the woods.


    "Don''t run away, little dear!"


    "If you run again, I will break your legs so that you can''t survive or die!"


    Mo Hua looked "panicked" and her back was in a hurry.


    After chasing this for a while, Mo Hua suddenly detoured to the middle of the mountain and returned to the cave where Yu Canghai had hidden before.


    He seemed to be "panicked" and plunged into the cave.


    The person who chased him was stunned for a moment and stopped.


    “There is a formation outside the cave.”


    "Do you want to go in?"


    Three of them looked at the monk with a gloomy look, obviously focusing on his opinions.


    The monk with a gloomy eyes pondered for a moment and said coldly:


    "The formation outside the cave must be made by the old thing Yu Canghai."


    "What formation can this little devil understand at this age?"


    "If it''s the case..." someone hesitated.


    "It''s okay," the cultivator with a gloomy look glanced at the formations around him and said calmly, "These formations should be killing formations. If they explode, that little ghost will definitely die. Even if he can really control these formations, he will never have the courage to die with us."


    Others nodded one after another.


    "No matter how, go in early and catch the turtle in the jar, catch the little devil, and then use it to threaten the old thing."


    "After arresting both of them and torture to death, the Jail Gate was completely cut off."


    The monk with a gloomy eyes sneered.


    Then the four of them formed a formation and walked towards the cave side by side.


    But when I entered the cave, I found that there was not a single figure in the cave.


    “What’s going on…”


    "Where are people?"


    The monk with a gloomy eyes frowned and thoughtful, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly turned his head and looked out of the cave.


    Only then did I realize that the young monk they were chasing just now had stood outside the cave early, smiling, and without any panic.


    Ink painting just pretended to enter the cave.


    When he first entered the cave, he quietly used the concealment technique and withdrew it, but instead tricked the four people into it.


    "No, I''ve been trapped!"


    The four of them were shocked and tried their best to run out.


    But ink painting will not give them a chance at all.


    Before the four of them set off, the ink painting outside the cave said softly:


    “Explode!”


    The dense second-grade high-level killing formation suddenly exploded, and the fire filled the sky, the golden blade swayed and the ground was in a murderous intent.


    Amid the rumbling sound, the killing formation was activated.


    The surging spiritual power was intertwined and shaken, shattering the cave, and killing all the four masked monks!


    With so many high-level killing formations, Yu Canghai, who is in the Golden Dan realm, is still afraid, let alone these late-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage.


    Mo Hua nodded, very satisfied.


    In this way, the killing formation you drew came in handy and there was no waste.


    Waste is shameful.


    After all, it was a formation that I worked hard, spent on spiritual ink, spirit stones, and diligent thought paintings. It would be a pity if I didn’t need it.


    After dealing with the four people, Mo Hua returned the same way and went to find Yu Canghai.


    When we arrived at the deep mountains, we found that the four people besieged by Canghai had turned into three people.


    Another person was lying on the ground, his face turned cold, as if he was poisoned by water, and his breath was dying.


    Ink painting is a bit unexpected.


    Sure enough, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.


    This Yu Canghai is quite amazing.


    When I saw Mo Hua come back, not only Yu Canghai, but also the remaining three killers were very surprised.


    "Little devil, how did you escape?"


    The monk who led the lead said in a deep voice.


    Mo Hua smiled with a gentle smile, "I will naturally escape if I kill the person chasing me."


    As soon as this statement came out, all the monks in the field changed drastically.


    And Mo Hua didn''t talk nonsense to them, and had already started to prepare to rub the fireball.


    After about one stick of incense, the remaining three people were all dead.


    Two to three, under the joint efforts of Mo Hua and Yu Canghai, these three foundation-building monks have no advantage in numbers and are just lambs to be slaughtered and have no power to fight back.


    Since then, all eight killers have been killed.


    Several corpses were lying horizontally on the ground.


    Yu Canghai looked at the ink painting with a look of surprise and his heart was shocked.


    Who is this young man? He only has the middle stage of foundation building cultivation, but he doesn''t look strong, but he can kill the late stage of foundation building cultivators so easily...


    Mo Hua looked as usual, and said to Canghai, "You meditate first and take care of the wound."


    Don’t die later, you will save him in vain.


    Yu Canghai sighed and bowed:


    “Thank you!”


    This "thank you" is much more sincere.


    After that, Yu Canghai began to meditate and regulate his breathing, while Mo Hua began to "search the corpse".


    But no valuable things were found on the four dead people, and there were only some spare spirit stones and pills in the storage bag.


    Ink painting was a little disappointed.


    "It''s quite cautious..."


    He thought about it and remembered that there were four masked monks who were killed by him in the cave.


    After Yu Canghai''s injuries healed a little, Mo Hua returned to the cave with Yu Canghai.


    The cave was blown to pieces, and traces of the formation were everywhere.


    Yu Canghai realized that Mo Hua did not tell lies, and the other four people were indeed dead in his hands, and his heart was a little cold.


    It turns out that people cannot behave like appearance.


    The younger you are, the more ruthless you are.


    Ink painting thought for a moment, pointed to the cave, and said to Canghaidao:


    "Senior, please dig out the four people for me."


    Yu Canghai didn''t know what ink painting was going to do, but he still began to dig people from the gravel according to the ink painting''s instructions.


    He was injured, but he had just rested for a while and it was not difficult to dig some gravel at this time.


    In less than half an hour, the four bodies were dug out and placed side by side, neatly.


    Mo Hua lifted their masks and found that none of them knew each other.


    Moreover, these four people were killed by the killing formation, and most of their faces were blown up by the formation, making it even more difficult to distinguish their appearance.


    Ink painting began to search again.


    After searching for a while, I didn’t get much.


    It seems that in order to act low-key, this group of people are light and simple, and there are only some simple elixirs and spiritual weapons and fragmented spirit stones in the storage bag.


    "No clue..."


    Mo Hua shook her head and sighed.


    But he was still a little unwilling to accept it. Based on his experience of dealing with the monks of the Daotingsi and the experience of dealing with the sin cultivator for so long, he began to condense his spiritual consciousness and search his body bit by bit from head to toe...


    Sure enough, after a period of time, Mo Hua discovered something abnormal.


    Among these four people, one of them had a tooth, which was of obviously different material.


    "tooth!"


    Ink painting''s eyes lit up.


    He had dealt with the censor before, and remembered that some censors would break their teeth and put a "storage box" that looked like a tooth.


    This storage box is very small and can only store things that are bigger than a palm, but it is indeed very hidden.


    If he had not had rich experience in pursuing sin cultivation, he would not have realized it at all.


    Mo Hua pulled out the man''s teeth, and then used his spiritual sense to pull out something from it.


    This is a token.


    And the shape looks very familiar.


    Mo Hua frowned and looked at it for a while before he suddenly realized that this was the commander of the "Daotingsi"!


    He has been with Gu Changhuai for so long, and most of the tokens of Dao Tingsi have known each other.


    The low-end ones are like his "outside-staff" bronze waist-high-end ones are like Gu Changhuai''s Commander Dian.


    The most common one is the "commander" worn by the commander in the Daoting Department.


    Gu An and Gu Quan, this is what they bring.


    Mo Hua''s heart was slightly sank, and he turned the commander over, and after taking a look, his pupils shrank slightly.


    On the back of the commander, a word was engraved:


    "resemble!"


    Daoting Sixiao family!


    This person who was killed was the chief officer of the Daoting Sixiao family? !


    Mo Hua was silent for a moment, and gradually felt something was wrong in his heart.


    He thought for a moment, took out the order to pass the letter, silently sent a letter to Gu Changhuai and said, "Uncle Gu, come here quickly..."


    After a while, Gu Changhuai replied:


    "What''s wrong?"


    Mo Hua: "I seem to... kill a Xiao family''s steward..."


    Gu Changhuai, who was far away in Qianxue Dao Tingshi, saw this line of words and his heart was trembling suddenly. With a force on his right hand, he almost crushed the order to send the letter.


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