Chapter 898 Killing the Soul


    “Ink painting?”


    "Well," Wen Renwei nodded. He pointed to the messy inner room and said solemnly, "I saw that Mr. Xiao Mo had painted these similar formations, and the cold evil spirits, and I also saw Mr. Xiao Mo dispersed them. Although I don''t know how Mr. Xiao Mo did it, I think he should have some means or know some secrets, and maybe he could save Mr. Changhuai..."


    Wen Renwei didn''t say much.


    But he remembered it very clearly.


    When Mo Hua kept watch over the night for Young Master Yuer to dispel the evil spirits, the cold and evil spirit he felt was actually a little stronger than today.


    And, not a breath.


    The endless evil aura is like a tide, making people feel palpitations.


    But Young Master Mo, his thin body, stood in front of Young Master Yu, and remained motionless.


    A man should be in a pass, and no evil will be opened.


    This scene seemed to be engraved in his mind.


    Wen Renwan frowned.


    Elder Gu Hong was also a little confused, "Mo Hua... This child has built the foundation, right? Moreover, isn''t he a formation master? When did he practice the method of eliminating evil spirits and eliminating evil spirits?"


    The monks from Xuanji Valley also looked at each other.


    "Can Mo Hua be... the leader of the formation that is the first in the formation?"


    "He is also proficient in the magical method?"


    "It''s impossible. The way of divine thoughts requires years of study to be able to first see the level. He is young, but he has only been practicing for more than 20 years and has not graduated from the sect. How can he have so much time to practice, learn formations, and be able to master the way of divine thoughts?"


    "What''s more, he built the foundation..."


    Wen Renwei looked at Wen Renwan calmly.


    Wen Renwan hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I''ll go to Taixu Gate with you and pick up the ink paintings and let him see them."


    She didn''t know whether ink painting could "dispel evil".


    But she knew that ink painting had outstanding talent, some extraordinary skills, and many ideas. Even if he couldn''t save himself, there might be other solutions. It''s absolutely right to try it.


    Elder Gu Hong was stunned for a moment, but he did not stop him.


    Changhuai''s current situation is not optimistic, so he can only treat it as a living person.


    So Wen Renwan entrusted Yu''er to Elder Gu Hong and personally went to Taixu Sect with Wen Renwei.


    Inside Taixu Gate.


    Mo Hua was drawing the formation, and she was still a little uneasy. She was thinking about whether to go to the Gu family to see it, but she heard from the elder that someone was looking for him.


    When Mo Hua arrived at the mountain gate, she saw Wen Renwan who looked anxious.


    “Ink painting…”


    Wen Renwan didn''t know how to speak, Mo Hua asked, "Is it Uncle Gu''s business? Did he get into evil?"


    Wen Renwan was stunned, "How do you know?"


    When I was practicing the way of slaying love, I had a premonition...


    Mo Hua said silently in her heart.


    Of course, he couldn''t say it out, just said, "I sent a message to Uncle Gu, but he didn''t reply, so I guessed that something might have happened to him."


    Wen Renwan nodded, "Then..."


    "Don''t worry, I''ll go and have a look." Mo Hua said calmly.


    Wen Renwan felt much more at ease when he saw Mo Hua''s calm appearance.


    "Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Renwan said.


    After that, Mo Hua drove from Wenrenwei in the Gu family''s carriage and rushed to Qingzhou City in a lightning manner.


    But Taixu City is still half a day away from Qingzhou City.


    This time, it’s a day.


    During this period, the Gu family was still worried in Qingzhou City.


    They did not wait, but instead entrusted the relationship between all parties and invited many strange people to see them, but in the end they all had little effect.


    The way of divine thoughts is a biased door.


    There are very few monks who practice the method of divine thoughts.


    The time is short at this time, and it is even more difficult to find a divine mind monk who can "repel evil" in just one or two days.


    If the invited person is a little "vegetarian", it will be fine, but he can escape unscathed.


    Anyone who is more capable will end up with "Mr. Mei".


    After "crazy" of several divine thought monks one after another, everyone felt a little scared.


    And Mr. Mei also woke up.


    As soon as he woke up, he widened his eyes and said in horror:


    "Hurry, send a letter back to Xuanji Valley, please send more elders to the valley master, no, send a few uncles of Yuhua to come!"


    Everyone''s expressions changed drastically.


    A monk frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, what exactly did you encounter? Who is the evil evil in Mr. Gu''s body?"


    Mr. Mei was sweating profusely.


    A terrifying image came to his mind. That is definitely not an ordinary evil spirit, or it cannot be considered an evil spirit at all.


    Horns, black blood, behemoth...


    "Evil Evil" cannot be compared with it at all.


    It may even be...


    Mr. Mei started to sweat coldly.


    The other two monks from Xuanji Valley also frowned, "Mr. Mei, have you fought with this thing? What are the means for this thing?"


    Mr. Mei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It''s not considered a fight... I''ll be in a state of mind and lose my evil thoughts."


    "If I hadn''t realized that something was wrong in advance, had made plans long ago, and had the treasures of Xuanji Valley, and the courage of realgar wine, I''m afraid I wouldn''t have come back..."


    "As for this evil thing, what are the methods..." Mr. Mei''s expression became more and more bitter, "I have no right to try it out at all."


    As soon as he said this, everyone was a little scared.


    "Then, what kind of product is this thing?"


    "It''s not a question of how many ranks," said Mr. Mei. "This kind of existence is essentially different from ordinary evil spirits and cannot be measured in grade."


    "this…"


    Several others frowned.


    "What should I do now?"


    Mr. Mei thought about it for a long time, but there was no way, so he sighed:


    "First find a way to stabilize Mr. Gu''s injury. I will send a letter back to Xuanji Valley to see if there is still time..."


    Several monks from Xuanji Valley began to take out various divine objects, suppressed them on Gu Changhuai''s seven orifices, and then applied Qingxin jade to his forehead to **** away the overflowing evil.


    But apart from that, they are also helpless for the time being.


    The others in the field also looked depressed and frown.


    About two hours later, just as the situation became increasingly anxious.


    A carriage from Taixu Mountain entered Qingzhou City and drove straight to the Gu family.


    A pretty boy jumped out of the car.


    He was wearing a Taoist robe of a disciple of the Taixu Sect, with his eyes and a handsome face, and a hint of innocence.


    The young man walked into Dan Pavilion. Seeing this, everyone in the Gu family stood up one after another, some nodded to show, some bowed and greeted:


    “My little friend…”


    “Mr. Mo.”


    "Hello, Mr. Xiao Mo."


    …


    Mo Hua also returned the favor one by one, and then walked to Elder Gu Hong and looked at Yu''er.


    Yu''er seemed to be still having a nightmare, her little face was pale, her fair forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.


    "I was frightened by the evil spirit and I haven''t woken up yet, and I still called your name..." Elder Gu Hong felt a little distressed.


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded and said softly, "Don''t worry, Elder Hong, nothing big is going to happen."


    Mo Hua stretched out his palm and pressed Yu''er''s forehead.


    Yuer, who was struggling, sensed a familiar breath and a mellow and peaceful divine thought. She immediately calmed down, and the fear and anxiety in her heart also faded away little by little.


    The demons and ghosts wandering in the nightmare seemed to have met a terrible "natural enemy" and immediately fled everywhere without a trace.


    Yu''er opened her eyes and murmured, "Brother Mo..."


    Mo Hua touched his head, "It''s okay, just sleep for a while, and just wake up."


    "Um…"


    Yu''er slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep. Now, there was no evil spirit in his dream, and he could have a good sleep.


    Wen Renwan, who walked into the house, looked grateful when she saw this.


    The others also breathed a sigh of relief.


    Since Mo Hua entered the room, Mr. Mei''s eyes were on him. At this time, he saw Yu''er, who was originally frightened, able to sleep peacefully in just a moment. His pupils shrank and he couldn''t help asking:


    "This young man is..."


    Mo Hua also saw Mr. Mei, who looked miserable, and said politely: "My name is Mo Hua."


    Ink painting?


    Mr. Mei felt that this name sounded a little familiar, so he asked, "Isn''t it... the leader in the Qianxuezhou world, the leader in the first place in the formation?"


    Mo Hua nodded, but said modestly: "I got the first place by luck, and I''m over-reputed."


    Mr. Mei took a breath.


    It turns out to be...and it looks so young.


    At first glance, this look is just a little disciple who has just entered the school. Who would have thought that he was a formation genius who could draw the nineteen-patterned peak formation in the middle stage of foundation building?


    and…


    Mr. Mei frowned.


    Although he has never met him, he is not unfamiliar with ink painting.


    Previously, he was entrusted by a noble family, and he personally calculated the cause and effect of ink painting, and also saw the Taixu Tianji Lock in a fog.


    He stopped at that time and did not dare to continue counting.


    Others may not know it, but he knew very well that the Tianji Lock of Taixu Sect was laid out with the ancient Tianji treasure, the Taixu Liangyi Lock.


    This treasure is extraordinary.


    The secrets of this young man are by no means simple.


    Otherwise, Taixu Sect would not have spent so much effort to protect his cause and effect.


    Mr. Mei''s attitude immediately became solemn.


    Although he is a golden elixir and ink painting is only in the middle stage of foundation building, he still bows to ink painting with respect:


    "Young Master Mo, I''m lucky to know. I came from Xuanji Valley, my surname is Mei, and I have a Jindan monk. I have a little understanding of some divine thoughts and methods."


    Ink painting''s eyes lit up.


    Mystery Valley?


    He asked, "Is there a senior Situ in Xuanji Valley?"


    "Senior Situ?" Mr. Mei looked surprised, "You mean, the Great Elder Situ Zhenren?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    Mr. Mei was surprised and said in surprise: "Young Master Mo, do you... know Elder Situ?"


    Mo Hua nodded and said, "I met once. When I built the foundation, Senior Situ also gave me some advice."


    "So that''s it...it''s so true."


    Mr. Mei said in a daze, and then he was very happy for a moment.


    The first in the Taixu Sect’s formation, the leader of the formation, this evil genius actually has this kind of good relationship with Xuanji Valley.


    This is a good thing.


    "I will give my orders later. I will not let my disciples offend this young master Mo..."


    "If it involves Mr. Mo, it is not counted if it can be counted, so as not to corrupt the cause and effect, and turn this ''good fate'' into ''evil''." Mr. Mei said in his heart, and then became more polite to Mo Hua.


    Ink paintings are also polite.


    The Gu family members were confused, especially Elder Gu Hong and Wen Renwan, who looked a little confused.


    This child Mo Hua can actually get along with the people from Xuanji Valley?


    And it seems that this golden elixir monk "Mr. Mei" from Xuanji Valley actually respects ink paintings in his words?


    Elder Gu Hong and Wen Renwan looked at each other, and they were a little surprised.


    Mr. Mei exchanged a few words with Mo Hua, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "I don''t know if Mr. Mo is here this time, I don''t know..."


    Mo Hua didn''t hide it, saying, "I''ll take a look at Uncle Gu."


    “Young Master Gu?”


    "yes."


    Mr. Mei thought for a moment and suddenly became a little surprised, "Young Master Mo, do you also understand the method of ''eliminating evil''?"


    Mo Hua said modestly: "I understand a little bit."


    Mr. Mei was a little surprised, "Take it serious?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua said, "I know a little..."


    Mr. Mei looked at Mo Hua for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "Young Master Mo, you are really amazing innate."


    At a young age, he is proficient in formations, super-level spiritual consciousness, and even the way of spiritual thoughts and the method of eliminating evil.


    Elder Situ may have seen the extraordinaryness of this young master, so he loves and gives some advice.


    "only…"


    After all, I am too young and my cultivation is too shallow.


    Mr. Mei looked solemn, thought for a moment, and said sincerely:


    "The evil evil on Mr. Gu''s body is extremely serious and extremely vicious. I''m afraid it''s not the ability of the monks..."


    "It is said that a son of a daughter will not sit in the hut hall. Young Master Mo has a noble status and is highly expected by the sect. His future is unlimited, so it is better not to take risks..."


    The implication is that evil evil is too strong, you are too weak.


    For the sake of your life, it’s better not to take action.


    But Mr. Mei spoke very tactfully, and his concern for ink painting was also sincere.


    Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mei for your concern. I''ll go and take a look, it''ll be fine in a while."


    "Look at it?"


    "Um."


    Mo Hua''s expression was calm and friendly, but it also revealed a sense of irresistible firmness.


    Mr. Mei advised him a few more words, but it was obvious that Mo Hua had decided to say anything, so he could only sigh and reminded him: "Young Master Mo, be careful."


    "Don''t worry, Mr. Mei." Mo Hua said.


    Then Mo Hua walked towards the inner room.


    But as soon as he walked a few steps, Mr. Mei was shocked and stopped Mo Hua and said, "Young Master Mo, are you... going in like this?"


    Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "What about that?"


    Mr. Mei said solemnly: "It is not a joke to remove evil spirits. Once the evil evil is retaliated against, the sea of ??consciousness will be damaged, and the soul will be destroyed in severe cases. You must be cautious and cautious."


    Seeing Mo Hua looked confused and didn''t understand what he meant.


    Mr. Mei said, "You can bring some equipment in at least."


    “Equipment?”


    "Using the copper coins of cause and effect, connecting them into swords, can cut off cause and effect; protecting the heart mirror can protect the heart meridians; warding the evil robe can avoid evil spirits; calming the spirit and calming the mind..."


    Mr. Mei said, "These are all measures just in case. At critical moments, they can really save a life."


    Ink painting is eye-opening.


    He didn''t know that he needed these things to kill the evil spirit...


    He has never used it before.


    Mo Hua shook her head, "No need."


    Mr. Mei thought he was young and frivolous, ignorant and fearless, so he was a little anxious, "Little brother, the way of divine thoughts is strange, and I have to be careful..."


    "At least, you can take a sip of realgar wine before entering."


    “Realia wine?”


    Mr. Mei said: "This wine is so yang and strong, so you can be bold and suppress evil spirits, and protect your spiritual thoughts for a period of time."


    Mr. Mei turned his head and ordered, "Hot a glass of wine for the young master."


    A moment later, a person specially burned a glass of realgar wine and handed it to Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua sniffed and shook her head.


    It was so pungent that just smelled it, I felt my nose felt sore, let alone drink it.


    Moreover, he has never liked to drink strong alcohol.


    "No need, I''ll go back."


    Mo Hua said calmly, and then he was alone and didn''t take anything. He just swaggered into the inner room and closed the door with his backhand.


    Seeing that he was determined to act alone, Mr. Mei couldn''t stop him, and was worried and couldn''t help but shake his head and sigh.


    This kid is so reckless...


    If you go far and learn deeply in the way of divine thoughts, you will sooner or later become a thing of evil spirits.


    …


    Inside the inner room.


    Mo Hua walked into the bed, looked at Gu Changhuai''s face, then flipped his eyelids, and shook his head.


    "Poor Uncle Gu..."


    Mo Hua sat down cross-legged, then took out the bone sword and whispered: "Sword bone, what will I say later, what will you do?"


    Jianbo was a little scared.


    But he did not dare to disobey Mo Hua''s words, so he nodded and said, "Young Master, you said."


    "In Uncle Gu''s sea of ??consciousness, there is a ''little evil spirit''. You will enter later, lead it out, and lead it into your own bone sword."


    "And then, you pull me in too."


    "Your mission is completed."


    Jianbot felt distressed in his heart and confirmed, "Little Ancestor, are you sure that is really a ''little evil spirit''?"


    Mo Hua was unhappy, "Don''t you believe me?"


    Jianbo''s face was covered with white bones, otherwise he would have let Mo Hua know what it means to look ugly than crying.


    "But," Jianbotou said again, "I''m afraid that my little strength will not be able to attract that little evil spirit..."


    "It''s okay, I''ll teach you." Mo Hua said confidently, "Just follow what I said, go in and scold it, it will definitely chase you out."


    "…Swear it?!" Jianbo said tremblingly.


    "Yes," Mo Hua nodded.


    Then he picked a few randomly from himself, no, from Elder Yu''s swearing quotes and taught them to Sword Bones...


    "You just scold it like this, unless the opposite side is really a grandson and a turtle counting, otherwise you will chase you even if you run to the ends of the world."


    Jianbo was so scared that his bones were trembling all over his body, "Young master, isn''t this...unpolite?"


    Mo Hua frowned, "You are a demon, who should you be polite to? Go quickly, or I will feed you to the dog."


    There is no choice for sword bones at all.


    It used to want to be a good person, but it didn''t have a chance.


    Now it really wants to be a good "demon" who is civilized and polite, but ink painting does not allow it.


    Seeing Mo Hua''s expression getting worse and worse, Jianbo had no choice but to make a move, and bit his teeth, a scarlet mist of blood was emitting, and he drilled into Gu Changhuai''s sea of ??consciousness.


    There was a riot afterwards.


    A strong evil spirit also appeared on Gu Changhuai''s face, unconscious.


    After a while, a faint, seemingly there is nothing and there is nothing.


    It''s the sword bone.


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up slightly, and then she let her spiritual sense go, letting the sword bone pull himself into the nightmare of the blood pool of the bone sword.


    When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered the blood pool, and the white bones around him were like swords, connected together, with blood all over his eyes.


    It is the "old nest" of sword bones.


    Mo Hua turned his head and saw a huge divine body, with black blood flowing, and the evil thing on his head was "ravaging" the sword bones.


    The poor sword bone was dismantled into rotten bones by this evil thing, sprinkled all over the floor, and the spine was still chewed in the mouth by this evil thing with sheep horns.


    Seeing the ink painting, the huge evil thing "snorted" and spit out the sword bones in his mouth, and the sound was dull and hoarse like a monster:


    "I just said, where did this little evil demon come from the courage to speak wildly and touch my bad intentions?"


    "So that''s the case. Are you interested in bringing me here?"


    The evil thing''s eyes were scarlet and cruel, condescending.


    Because the divine thoughts were transformed into Taoism when building the foundation, the incarnation of the divine thoughts remained at the age of teenagers, just like a child''s ink painting, and he also looked up at this evil thing.


    The evil creature sneered, "Can you... just because of you, a little **** who is not even enough to plug your teeth, can you defeat me?"


    The ink painting looked calm.


    He tolerated the rudeness of "food" and licked his lips gently, unable to contain his desire.


    The huge evil object''s eyelids twitched slightly, and only then did he realize something was wrong.


    This little thing seemed to be not afraid at all when he saw him?


    Not quite right...


    Moreover, the breath on his body was deliberately concealed and hidden, and he could not sense anything. It was just a faint vaguely, there was a slight scent of the same aura as my origin, which was very strange.


    The evil thing of the sheep horn frowned in ugly brows.


    "you…"


    What else does it want to ask?


    But ink painting couldn''t help it.


    He has been in a long and long time, and has never encountered a decent evil spirit.


    The sword of divine thought that he had been tempered for a long time has not been unsheathed and "blooded".


    As soon as the white and tender palms of Mo Hua held the momentum suddenly, the waves spread, using the sword pattern as the bone and the divine thought as the iron, it transformed into a "broken golden sword" with dazzling golden light and extremely sharp.


    The devil turns into a sword!


    The evil creature''s pupils suddenly shook, "You...?!"


    There was no time to react at all. Mo Hua grabbed the left hand and formed a water prison out of thin air, turning it into a cage, trapping the evil thing tightly.


    Then he flashed and came to the head of the evil goat horn. The golden sword of divine thoughts with the sword formation law was raised high.


    The evil sheep horns struggled desperately and could not escape. Only then did he wake up like a dream, his expression changed drastically, and he said in horror:


    "Stop! I..."


    But it was too late, Mo Hua slashed it with a sword.


    The sword of divine thought transformed by the Broken Gold Sword Formation condenses into a golden light. In the golden light, the array pattern is densely covered with sword energy, and the broken gold and jade are extremely sharp.


    With just this sword, this huge evil thing was split into two.


    The remaining sword formation contains a faint power of the law, which is still cutting the body of the evil creatures of sheep horns, preventing it from resurrection and destroying its vitality.


    The evil creature''s shocked and astonished expression still floated on his face.


    It is completely difficult to understand how this inconspicuous little thing could be such a "terrifying" existence.


    Even, I am not an enemy of one move.


    What kind of monster is this? !


    But it no longer has the chance to know.


    The next moment, Mo Hua grabbed the palm of his hand out of thin air, and showed the Lihuo array. He roasted the evil sheep horns for a moment, simply refined it into a ball of black gas, and swallowed it into his belly.


    Under the current magical sword of Mo Hua''s magical mind, this "powerful" evil sheep horns has no power to resist from beginning to end.


    ?Thank you for your reward~


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    (This chapter ends)