Chapter 862 Dragon Bone (Add to the leader Xiaobaibai''s radish~)


    Gu Changhuai thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed.


    Ink painting has always had its own considerations when doing things.


    Although Gu Changhuai couldn''t figure out what purpose Mo Hua was for, based on his previous experience, listening to Mo Hua would generally not be a bad thing.


    Moreover, the Dragon King Temple is indeed to be investigated.


    The earlier the check, the better. Once the action is late and others are involved, it is unknown what the Dragon King Temple Fair will become.


    "Are you still going to dig three feet into the ground, and don''t let go of a brick or a tile?"


    Gu Changhuai asked, he knew the style of Mo Hua doing things.


    "Um."


    Mo Hua nodded, but he was halfway through, and then shook his head repeatedly, "No, no... I need to be gentle this time."


    "Be gentle?" Gu Changhuai was stunned, "Why?"


    Because now this Dragon King Temple belongs to mine!


    Mo Hua said silently in her heart.


    But he couldn''t say this. His eyes rolled and he said, "I suspect there is some ''dirty'' hidden in it."


    "Dirty?"


    "It''s just some dirty things at the level of divine thoughts, such as ghosts and evil spirits... Didn''t that Mr. Wu keep talking about the Lord of God? Even if he is not an evil god, he is only a great evil spirit. Therefore, be careful so as not to really disturb some unknown things and cause trouble..."


    Ink painting is a serious matter.


    Gu Changhuai didn''t believe in the affairs of the evil **** before.


    But after staying with the ink paintings that he talked about for a long time and being "influenced" by ink paintings, he has now more or less changed his cognition.


    In a state of "half-belief and half-doubt", "trustworthy or not".


    Because of some strange things, they are indeed a little bit beyond his cognition...


    "Okay." Gu Changhuai nodded.


    So, under the leadership of Mo Hua, a group of monks from the Daotingsi, including the internal monks of the Gu family and the Xia family, began to "clean up" the Dragon King Temple.


    "This is an ancient temple. It should be gentler and more careful, and do not destroy every brick or tile..."


    "Those dirty flesh and blood must be cleaned..."


    "The filthy evil formation must be removed and used as evidence of guilt..."


    "If you cannot be demolished, don''t force it, keep it for the time being."


    …


    Ink paintings are "giving orders" through Gu Changhuai.


    He will definitely not be able to do these things by himself. Once he leaves the Dragon King Temple in the future, he will not be able to find so many people to help him.


    Therefore, I could only use Dao Tingsi''s hands to clean the temple for myself.


    In the Dragon King Temple, the flesh and blood were removed, the evil formation was cleaned, and the broken walls were also cleaned up bit by bit.


    About half a day later, the entire Dragon King Temple was "changed".


    Although it is not neat and solemn, it is much better than the **** and gloomy before.


    Ink painting also took the opportunity to check the Dragon King Temple from beginning to end.


    Judging from some clues, this is indeed an ancient temple that has existed for many years.


    It is even likely that it existed before the evil **** of the Great Wilderness built the altar.


    This Dragon King Temple itself was not built to worship the "evil fetus", but was indeed used to worship the "River Dragon King".


    The evil **** of the Great Wilderness just "occupied the magpie''s nest" and occupied the Dragon King Temple in the Smoky River to nourish the divine fetus.


    However, today''s Dragon King Temple is already very dilapidated.


    Before I arrived, many temples were destroyed.


    Contacting Mr. Wu’s previous statement, Mo Hua guessed that it seemed that it was because it was speculated that the great enemy of the Lord of God—that is, he was going to come.


    So the people behind the scenes simply "strengthen the walls and clear the fields" and ordered everything to be demolished, and everyone was killed, and they were refined into blood corpses. Mr. Wu also voluntarily committed martyrdom and turned into "Yasha".


    Although I was unable to stop myself in the end, the things left in the Dragon King Temple were also very limited.


    Ink Hua checked the bone maze again.


    In this maze, it is also constructed according to a special mystery array.


    It has the same effect as the bronze maze in the Bishan Demon Cave, in terms of array patterns, array pivots and overall array structure.


    Mo Hua even suspected that these two sets of mystery arrays are actually two derivative formations of a whole array.


    There should be many similar puzzle arrays and mazes built from this, which are scattered around the Qianxuezhou area.


    But he still cannot understand this mysterious array for the time being.


    And there is not much time, so he can''t stay here to study the mystery array.


    He has another more important thing, and he needs to check it out.


    That is the "dragon".


    Since he has melted his evil fetus and temporarily became the owner of the Dragon King Temple, he can feel that there is a strong causal atmosphere of "dragon" deep in the Dragon King Temple.


    Mo Hua followed this breath and left the maze, walked around the inner hall, and found a side door on the other side of the inner hall, under the cover of the broken walls.


    This side door was sealed by a huge rock.


    Mo Hua asked the monks of the Gu family to clean up the huge stone.


    After cleaning the huge rock, I found a white bone gate that was blocked by numerous formations and mechanisms.


    The formation is very complicated, the mechanism is very dangerous, the gate is very hard, and there is no key.


    If you are an outsider, it is basically difficult to open it.


    But Mo Hua is not an outsider, he is now the "master".


    He only pushed it lightly, and the heavy white bone door slowly opened to welcome its owner as the greystone fell down.


    Behind the Bone Gate is a huge hall.


    This hall is taller than the temples I saw in the past.


    But the interior of the hall was empty and there was nothing inside.


    As if they were afraid of being seen, the murals were erased, the statues were demolished, the floors were paved again, and the carved beams and painted buildings were also covered by greystone.


    Mo Hua pondered for a while, and there was a vague guess in his heart.


    This hall should be the real Dragon King Hall.


    Because the "Dragon King" is worshipped, it needs to be built tall, broad, majestic and solemn.


    "But what about the things inside? All the ones were destroyed?"


    Ink painting frowned.


    This evil **** is really a waste of resources. It is a very good Dragon King Palace, which is ruined.


    More importantly, I didn''t leave anything for myself...


    Mo Hua was unwilling to give up and walked around the hall, but still found nothing. When she was about to leave, she suddenly noticed a trace of ancient and slight "sacred" fluctuations in the soul.


    He was shocked and quickly turned to look over.


    What was heard from the fluctuation of the soul was an inconspicuous small corner of the hall, empty and looked like nothing was needed.


    Mo Hua''s brow frowned even tighter.


    He walked slowly towards that corner.


    But as soon as he approached the corner, Mo Hua was stunned and scratched his head in confusion, with a confused expression.


    "What am I doing here?"


    Mo Hua was puzzled, shook her head, turned around and left, and after taking two steps, she suddenly woke up, then immediately turned her head and stared at that corner, shocked:


    There is a problem!


    There are big tricks hidden in this place!


    He can even deceive himself, and to a certain extent, distorts his cognition of a half-human, half-god, or even a "half-evil god".


    He was dissatisfied and walked towards the corner again.


    But as soon as he approached, his expression suddenly became confused again, as if he had forgotten his purpose, and began to turn around and walk backwards.


    After walking for a while, I suddenly woke up again, and continued to be dissatisfied and walked towards the corner.


    Not far away, a few monks of the Gu family who followed Gu Changhuai''s orders to protect him saw that the ink painting was like a "ghost hitting a wall", and in that corner, they turned back and forth, and couldn''t help but look at each other.


    But they didn''t dare to disturb them either.


    After all, Mr. Mo has always been a bit strange when doing things.


    Ink paintings went back and forth several times, and knew that this would not work, so they began to give themselves "hints" and planted a thought for their hearts of Tao:


    “Go to the corner, go to the corner…”


    "Don''t look back, don''t look back..."


    Mo Hua recited it silently several times in his mind, and then continued to walk forward.


    And this kind of "Tao Heart Demon" is indeed useful.


    Whenever he stops and his goal is at a loss, a thought will arise in his mind, "Go to the corner."


    In this way, he has a direction.


    And whenever he wants to look back, he will remember "don''t look back", so he will firmly move forward.


    Mo Hua regards himself as his "puppet" and firmly performs his goals according to his own will.


    In this way, I walked and stopped, and wanted to stop, and stumbled, and the ink painting finally walked into the corner.


    As soon as you step into the corner, all obstacles and confusion in your spiritual consciousness disappear.


    Mo Hua''s eyes were clear. When he looked closely, he found that there was a small statue lying in this inconspicuous little corner.


    The statue is made of white bones.


    I looked at the ink painting again and was suddenly shocked, and then I realized that something was wrong.


    This bone is white and crystal clear, curled up, with fine cloud patterns on it, looking extremely hard, and an ancient and sacred aura wanders on it.


    This is not a human bone, but...


    Chain bone!


    Keel statue!


    Ink painting was shocked.


    Cast a statue with keel...


    His thoughts fluctuated for a while, and it took him a long time to find another word from his memory:


    The statue of the natal god!


    This is the statue of a god!


    Moreover, it is very likely... the statue of the dragon **** worshipped in this ancient Dragon King Temple!


    Ink Hua took a deep breath. This thing is very scary...


    He immediately wanted to put this statue of the dragon bone in the zodiac sign in the zodiac ring, but after trying it a few times, he found that it was not possible at all.


    The statue of the natal **** is the origin of the god.


    This kind of thing has too much cause and effect and is too strong to interfere with it. It seems that it is inherently repelling the law of void and cannot be installed in the storage space.


    "What should I do? Just hold it like this?"


    There was no way to ink painting, so I had to reach out and touch it.


    The statue shook, and an ancient aura surged out, but when this aura touched the ink painting, it automatically melted, and it seemed that it did not reject him.


    Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, then held the dragon bone statue in his arms and walked out of the hall.


    When the monks of the Gu family saw it, they were a little confused, "Young Master Mo, why are you walking like this?"


    “Where?”


    "It seems like I''m holding something..."


    Like...


    Mo Hua was shocked, "Can''t you see?"


    "What can''t be seen?"


    Mo Hua lowered his head, looked at the dragon bone statue in his arms, then looked at the confused expressions of everyone, shook his head and said:


    "nothing."


    He changed his posture, straightened the keel bone statue and put it in his arms. At least on the surface, it didn''t seem like he was holding something.


    Fortunately, this statue of **** is not big or heavy, and it is not difficult for him to hold it like this.


    "Young Master Mo, do you still need to investigate this hall?"


    "I won''t check it anymore, I won''t check it anymore..."


    Ink painting waved his hands.


    All the good things are in my arms, so why are you checking?


    "There has been emptied here, there is nothing, let''s go out." Mo Hua pretended to be regretful.


    The others didn''t doubt anything, and followed the ink painting and left the Dragon King Hall together.


    After leaving the hall, Mo Hua''s heart moved and ran to Gu Changhuai again and swayed for a while.


    When Gu Changhuai saw it, he asked him, "Have you finished searching?"


    "It''s still a little bit short." Mo Hua said.


    Gu Changhuai nodded and stopped saying anything.


    Mo Hua looked at Gu Changhuai, and now he was sure:


    "Uncle Gu can''t see it..."


    In this entire Dragon King Temple, it seems that only I can see this statue of the dragon bone **** in my life.


    Would you like to tell Uncle Gu about the statue of God?


    After all, everyone is from a "group". Uncle Gu and Xia Diansi also helped a lot.


    But Mo Hua thought a little bit about it and thought it would be fine.


    Anyway, they can''t see it, so it''s useless to say it.


    What''s more, I am now the owner of the Dragon King Temple. The things in the Dragon King Temple should be considered my own.


    Mo Hua accepted this dragon bone statue with peace of mind.


    He found a package, wrapped the statue of the god, and just carried it on his shoulders in a dignified manner, but even so, no one felt it was abnormal.


    It seems that everyone subconsciously ignored this statue of **** and its package.


    This is a kind of "invisibility" similar to the law of heaven.


    Turn a blind eye and listen.


    Mo Hua became more and more sure of her guess.


    This statue of **** is definitely of great origin.


    After that, Mo Hua strolled around, but there was no other gains, so he was about to go home.


    Before leaving, he controlled the bone maze and hid the altar.


    This altar is useful and cannot be destroyed for the time being.


    Similarly, the Lord of the Great Wilderness may not be activated again for this exposed altar. It is likely that the contact with the altar will be cut off to avoid being stolen by himself again.


    There is a hindrance from the bone maze, even if Dao Tingshi comes to investigate, he may not be able to enter the deep altar.


    Gu Changhuai also followed the "suggestions" of Mo Hua and directly sealed the gate of the inner hall again to prevent anyone from accidentally entering the bone maze and becoming food for blood corpses or offerings for evil demons.


    The matter here comes to an end for the time being, and then Mo Hua is about to leave.


    He has been in the Dragon King Temple for too long.


    Now everything is ready, you can go back to the sect to prepare for it and wait for a big meal.


    Gu Changhuai was a little worried about Ink Painting, afraid that Ink Painting would make some troubles in the moment, so he planned to send Ink Painting back to Taixu Gate himself to avoid any more accidents on the way.


    Also traveling with Xia Diansi.


    He also wanted to go back to Daotingsi and do a post-disaster for the Rouge Boat, including the Dragon King Temple, and even Xiao Zhenhai.


    And Xiao Tianquan is also on the same boat.


    In this way, a group of people left the Dragon King Temple on a small boat and sailed towards the smoky Yanshui River.


    …


    At the same time, in a sect like a jade building.


    Mr. Tu, who is dressed in human skin and has a pseudonym "Elder Shen", is usually elegant and gentle, and is fiddling with a sheep bone compass in his elders, muttering to himself.


    "I tried my best to set up the overall situation, but I didn''t expect it to be...unsatisfied."


    "The Dragon King Temple was sealed, isolated from outsiders, killed all the temple guards, refined them into blood corpses, turned Mr. Wu into a yaksha, and even the fetus of the **** master came, they could not stop it, and they could not take over this evil god. It was really incredible..."


    "This evil **** is so terrifying..."


    Mr. Tu''s eyes were cold and he sighed slightly.


    "But...it''s okay. Although the situation is not very optimistic, it is also expected."


    "The fetus of the evil **** is almost immortal."


    "As long as you are parasitized by the divine fetus, the soul will be contaminated little by little, transformed, and eventually completely assimilated to become the embryo hatched by the divine master."


    “Anyone, any God, is no exception.”


    Mr. Tu smiled ferociously, revealing his pale teeth.


    He still remembered that his soul was at a loss when he was chased by this unfaithful evil **** holding a golden sword in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.


    But now, the cause and effect are reversed.


    This evil **** was finally plotted against by himself once.


    Just planning this time will cause damage to the muscles and bones, and it will be deeply rooted in the soul, and it will probably be endless.


    Even if this evil **** really resists the "pollution" and "corruption" of the God Lord and will not fall into an evil fetus, it will not be able to use the power of the soul for at least several years, decades, or even hundreds of years.


    You can''t go out anymore.


    I can only be a mouse, huddling in Taixu Gate, or some temple, licking the wounds on my soul, and being in panic all day long, and I can no longer stop the master''s plan.


    By the day He revived, the entire Ganxue State community had already turned into a sea of ??purgatory blood.


    And this "false god" will also be suppressed forever by the awakened **** Lord!


    Mr. Tu let out a cold laugh like a night owl.


    With a ridiculous smile, he felt his heart bleeding again.


    Especially looking at the sheep bone compass, those demons who were densely packed with powers of the false gods and were destined to die, Mr. Tu felt a severe pain.


    Raising demons is not an easy task.


    These demons are all his efforts over the years.


    It seems that he has been plotted against. This "evil god" is really terrifying.


    But everything is worth it.


    Mr. Tu took a deep breath and a trace of light flashed through his eyes.


    "After solving this evil god, the plan behind it can also be promoted..."


    …


    On the Smoky River.


    Ink painting was riding a small boat, looking at the moon reflected in the water, and was still thinking about the Rouge Boat and the Dragon King Temple.


    Especially, the dragon bone statue he just got.


    Everyone on the boat had their own thoughts and never spoke.


    The boat was also sailing quietly.


    I don’t know how long it took, Mo Hua’s spiritual thoughts moved, and suddenly raised her head and looked at the thick night in the distance, looking alert.


    "Have a ship?"


    "Or a big ship?


    Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi also noticed it and couldn''t help but slowly stand up and hold the sword.


    A moment later, a luxurious spiritual boat, flashing with low-key lights, split the waves from the distant dark night and drove over.


    Above the spiritual boat, a flag is hung high, and the dignified and luxurious character "Xia" is embroidered on it, revealing a majestic style in the night.


    Xia Diansi breathed a sigh of relief, "It''s my uncle''s ship."


    "Uncle?" Mo Hua was stunned.


    Gu Changhuai looked a little solemn, "It''s the Xia Supervision... the Central Daoting, the Supervision of the Yuhua Realm."


    ?This is an additional update.


    Thank you for your friend Xiaobai''s radish leader~


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