Chapter 899 Daozhou


    The ink paintings are still a little disappointed, and there are also a little disappointment.


    "It''s only a second-grade, probably just a divine bone..."


    Now his divine mind turns into a sword and turns into a sword with a formation. It is mysterious enough to combine the formation and sword.


    The evil fetus cannot be cut off, but it is easy to cut off the evil things under these evil fetus - even if they are "intimate" with the evil gods of the Great Wilderness.


    Although this second-grade divine skeleton is close to the peak of the second-grade, it still cannot fully test the power of his divine thought sword technique.


    "I don''t know if I can kill the third-grade evil spirit..."


    Mo Hua muttered in her heart.


    However, his trip was mainly to save Uncle Gu, and the rest were all by the way.


    As for this "divine skeleton", it will be swallowed in the stomach first, and then slowly refined after going back.


    Mo Hua turned her head, glanced at the broken bones all over the ground, and said:


    "Stop pretending, get up."


    The bones on the ground gathered together tremblingly, and then turned into sword bones again, and smiled embarrassedly.


    Mo Hua threw a sheep horn and gave it to the sword bone, "You did a good job and you will make up for it."


    This is what he just stayed here, and it is considered a "reward" to Sword Bones.


    Jianbo looked at the sheep''s horns and his body trembled. He thought to himself that this is something I deserve to "eat"?


    Then it looked at the ink painting again.


    Thinking of the moment, I was held by the powerful evil goat horns and ravaged mercilessly, without any resistance.


    And this powerful evil goat horn was killed by the little ancestor with a backhand sword, and there was no power to resist...


    Jianbo''s heart was filled with air conditioning.


    After a while, the strength of this little ancestor has become more and more terrifying...


    With such a terrible little ancestor, I have to show some courage. I can''t look like I haven''t seen the world, and there is nothing to eat.


    Sword Bones thanked him with great gratitude: "Thank you for the reward of your son!"


    Mo Hua nodded and ordered, "Send me out."


    Jianbotan did not dare to neglect and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes!"


    Then a fog of blood filled, and when Mo Hua opened her eyes again, she had already arrived in the Gu family''s Dan Pavilion.


    Gu Changhuai lay in front of him.


    Mo Hua stood up, looked at Gu Changhuai''s Yin Tang, flipped his eyelids, and nodded.


    Fortunately, Uncle Gu is lucky and has a great life and can know himself, otherwise his hurdle would not be so easy to overcome.


    Mo Hua sighed in her heart, then looked around and was sure that it was nothing serious, so she turned around and left, pushed the door out.


    Ink paintings go back and forth, they fight quickly and kill quickly, and it doesn''t take long.


    Everyone outside the door felt that Mo Hua had just entered and had just finished a few cups of tea, and couldn''t help but look at each other.


    Mr. Mei hesitated and said, "Young Master Mo, but what else do you need to get rid of evil?"


    Mo Hua shook her head: "It''s been removed."


    "Is it done?"


    Mr. Mei opened her mouth, and her expression changed a little.


    No, that''s all?


    Not worthy of swords, no incense burning, no robe, no heart protection mirror, nothing, just go in empty-handed, and just have a little effort, and... is it done?


    Even...even the realgar wine that was hot not long ago was still warm.


    Everyone else looked surprised.


    "Young Master Xiao Mo, are you joking?"


    “How can it be so fast…”


    The other two monks in Xuanji Valley looked a little reluctant.


    They absolutely did not believe that such a cruel and terrifying evil evil was eliminated by this young boy in just a few cups of tea.


    In this way, wouldn’t it seem that they had tried to open the altar before, using copper coins and swords, wearing evil-proof robes, heart protection glasses, burning incense, and calming the mind... it was like having fun.


    How could they believe this?


    Mr. Mei doesn’t believe it either, but in front of so many "insiders", there is no need for this young boy to lie.


    He got up and went into the room, checked Gu Changhuai''s injuries, and immediately looked shocked:


    “It’s really good…”


    Several other monks from Xuanji Valley also came forward to check, showing incredible expressions.


    "It really... has it removed the evil spirit?"


    They couldn''t help but look back at the ink painting.


    Mo Hua still looked calm, just like before, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, this thin boy suddenly seemed unfathomable...


    Mr. Mei hesitated for a long time and wanted to ask what method is used to remove evil spirits, but in the end he held back and didn''t ask.


    The method of eliminating evil and eliminating evil is the secret method of practicing Taoism.


    It is difficult for outsiders to inquire rashly.


    only…


    No matter how I think about it, I still find it difficult to understand.


    What methods does a young monk in the middle stage of foundation building use to remove a powerful evil spirit that he feels terrible and helpless?


    This is simply unreasonable...


    Could it be...the treasure of Taixu Sect was used?


    Mr. Mei frowned.


    Elder Gu Hong, who had been waiting aside, couldn''t help but confirm, "Mr. Mei, I''ll be in love with him..."


    Mr. Mei came to his senses, sighed, and said seriously:


    "Young Master Xiao Mo, you really have great magical powers, so Mr. Gu should be fine..."


    As soon as these words were said, everyone in the Gu family felt relieved, but at the same time they also felt a deep sense of unreality, and they turned their heads to look at the ink painting.


    This child is becoming more and more incredible and makes people unable to understand...


    Ink painting said humbly:


    "I''m just lucky. This evil evil is actually strong on the outside and does not seem as strong as it seems. It was injured by Mr. Mei before, so I can handle it so much effort. It''s not that I really have that great ability."


    "oh…"


    Everyone nodded in the middle and was skeptical.


    Mr. Mei''s face turned red.


    He knew that Mo Hua was giving him face.


    How could he not know whether this evil evil was "strong on the outside but strong on the inside".


    However, when walking in the world of cultivation, he always wants face. Ink painting gives him this step, and he also accepts this love.


    Mr. Mei bowed and said, "Where is Mr. Mo who is polite, but the young master is still very capable..."


    The two of them carried each other in a flowery sedan chair.


    Mo Hua remembered something and said to Wen Renwan:


    "Aunt Wan, the evil evil is gone. Uncle Gu''s divine injury is not a big problem, but his blood and spiritual power are still in a loss, especially the meridians and spiritual power are blocked. We must hurry up and take care of it."


    Wen Renwan nodded, "I understand." Then she sighed with relief: "Thanks to you..."


    Mo Hua smiled.


    After that, he was fine. Several elders of the Gu family healed Uncle Gu''s injuries and regulated their bodies.


    Mo Hua looked at Yu''er again and confirmed that Yu''er was sleeping soundly. So she left the house, went to the yard, found a stone table to sit down and have tea.


    Several elders of the Gu family specially sent a few boxes of exquisite and delicious snacks to serve tea for Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua was not polite either. After thanking him, he accepted it.


    After drinking tea for a while, Mr. Mei and his friends came over together, solemnly met Mo Hua, and then sat down.


    They have been busy for a long time and have just rested for a while.


    The few people naturally talked about some things about the way of divine thoughts.


    Because of the "friends" who are gods, Mo Hua has a much deeper understanding of the knowledge of the divine than ordinary monks.


    Although Mr. Mei and his friends have cognitive impairments in the existence of "gods", they have a lot of research on the schools of divine thoughts, secret inheritance, and related taboos among monks.


    Several people chatted while drinking tea.


    Mr. Mei and others were amazed at the vision and perception of ink painting.


    Ink painting has also learned a lot of "fancy" things, such as those copper coins and swords, gossip cards, heart protection mirrors, calming the spirit fragrance, evil-proof robe, etc.


    For ordinary monks, these things are really useful.


    To a certain extent, these external objects can be used to help monks eliminate evil and protect themselves.


    It’s just that the situation of ink painting itself is quite special, so it’s not very useful.


    but…


    You can’t use it yourself, but if Taixu Sect faces a great enemy of evil spirits in the future, it needs to create some inheritance that can “dispel evil spirits and kill evil spirits”. These things can be learned from them.


    Mo Hua silently remembered this incident in her heart.


    As expected, if you live until you are old and learn until you are old, you will have my teacher when you walk together.


    I feel like I have learned something new.


    Mr. Mei and his friends were very happy to see that Mo Hua was talented and kind to others.


    Everyone had a great time talking. After about an hour, Mr. Mei stood up and said goodbye, "After this matter, we will not disturb the purity of my friend. If you have time in the future, we will ask each other for knowledge in the Shinto."


    Mo Hua also happily said, "It''s certain."


    After Mr. Mei left, Mo Hua drank tea for another time, thinking that he would wait and see if Uncle Gu would wake up.


    But after waiting for a while, a woman wearing a Taoist robe walked in.


    Mo Hua was stunned, "Sister Xia?"


    Xia Diansi was also a little surprised when he saw Mo Hua, but she still looked anxious and asked, "Mo Hua, Gu Changhua, he..."


    Mo Hua said: "Don''t worry, Sister Xia, she is no longer in danger of her life. The elders of the Gu family are recuperating for Uncle Gu."


    Xia Diansi then breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes flashed.


    Mo Hua looked at his expression and asked secretly, "Sister Xia, are you so nervous Uncle Gu?"


    Xia Diansi''s body stiffened and said with a tense face: "We are all Diansi, we are carrying out the mission together. He was seriously injured. Naturally, I should come and see it to fulfill the friendship between my colleagues."


    "Oh, my colleague..." Mo Hua said meaningfully.


    Xia Diansi was very uncomfortable when Mo Hua saw it for some reason, so he threw down a bottle of elixir, "This is the Great Peiyuan Pill of the Xia family. You can hand it over to Gu Changhuai for me. I still have business, so I have to go back first."


    Xia Diansi turned around and was about to leave.


    Mo Hua hurriedly shouted, "Sister Xia, I still have something to do later."


    Xia Diansi turned around and looked at the ink painting, "Is there really something wrong?"


    Mo Hua nodded, "It''s really a matter."


    Xia Diansi was a little hesitant.


    Mo Hua said, "It has nothing to do with Uncle Gu, it''s a serious matter."


    Xia Diansi then breathed a sigh of relief, sat beside Mo Hua, and said, "Tell me, what''s the matter."


    Mo Hua looked around and then asked in a low voice: "Sister Xia, is my hometown a ban on my authority by the Dao Ting?"


    Xia Diansi was a little surprised, "How do you know?"


    "What did you hear from Gu Changhuai?" Xia Diansi raised his eyebrows.


    Mo Hua smiled and didn''t say anything.


    Xia Diansi thought for a moment and nodded, "My uncle ordered the seal."


    Mo Hua was stunned, "Supervisor Xia?"


    Xia Diansi nodded.


    "Why?"


    "I don''t know either... Maybe I''ve heard of someone''s instructions, or maybe I just want to show my goodwill to you, the leader of the formation?"


    Mo Hua was puzzled, "I have such a big face?"


    Xia Diansi sighed, "The leader of the formation, and it is only in the middle stage of foundation building. If I hadn''t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn''t believe it."


    "Of course, my uncle may just act according to convention. Anyone who has amazing talents in Jiuzhou, according to the rules of the Dao Court, must immediately seal their hometowns."


    "One of the time, it is to protect these genius children, afraid that they will be targeted by some evil demons and heretics..."


    "There have been many cases before. The evil heretics threatened the parents and relatives of the genius cultivators, thus forcing these genius disciples to fall into depravity and join the Demon Sect."


    "Secondly, Daoting also wants to compete with the aristocratic family for talents. In this way, the hometown must be sealed, and the fewer people know, the better."


    "And Daoting must have paid attention to you, a talented genius formation master like you."


    Ink painting nodded slowly.


    Xia Diansi pondered for a moment and continued:


    "Your formation is good. If I guess it well, it should be that there is an expert in Tianji Pavilion who is thinking about you."


    "Tianji Pavilion?"


    "Well," Xia Diansi said, "Your cultivation is still low now, so it''s too early. When you have a high cultivation level in the future, your realm is above the Golden Pill, and you still maintain this talent and can achieve something in the formation. That Tianji Pavilion should directly recruit you. The specific position depends on your own ability..."


    "So," Xia Diansi looked at the ink painting and said with expectations, "You must work hard. As long as you practice hard and don''t go astray, your future will definitely have a bright future..."


    "It is even possible that you can reach the sky in one step and be recruited directly to the Dao Court, work in Tianji Pavilion, settle down in Daozhou, and since then, in the center of this world of cultivation, practicing Taoism will continue to be practiced and reproduced from generation to generation."


    "This is an opportunity that hundreds of millions of monks in Jiuzhou will never be able to get for the rest of their lives."


    Xia Diansi sighed.


    Mo Hua nodded suddenly, and he didn''t feel a little longing in his heart.


    “Daozhou…”


    The Dao Court is located in the center of a prosperous era where the cultivation world has been flourishing for more than 20,000 years.


    It is also the place where the nine provinces in the world have the richest spiritual stones, the deepest heritage, the most hiding Taoist storms, the longest extension, and the most powerful authority.


    However, Mo Hua thought about it and felt that Daozhou should be still far away from him.


    Now it’s useless to think about it.


    There is another more important thing in front of you.


    Mo Hua asked, "Sister Xia, Uncle Gu was injured by the Jindan Demon Cultivator while encircling the Demon Sect? What happened at that time?"


    "This is the business of Daotingsi..." Xia Diansi said.


    Mo Hua sighed.


    Why does this Sister Xia have the same temper as Uncle Gu? She always uses Daotingsi as an excuse to urge him.


    Mo Hua said: "Daotingsi will fight with these Demon Sects next. What if Uncle Gu catches their Tao again? This time he will be saved, but it will not be the case next time."


    "And, even if it is not Uncle Gu, Daotingsi and others, if they die at the hands of the Demon Sect, it will be a great loss..."


    Xia Diansi was stopped.


    She hesitated for a moment, nodded, and sighed, "You are right..."


    And Gu Changhuai told her that ink paintings had a bronze order outside the Daotingsi, which was not considered an "outsider".


    In addition, Xia Diansi still trusts in ink paintings after his previous experience in Dragon King Temple.


    She thought for a moment and then told Mo Hua about the Demon Sect generally:


    "This Demon Sect hides its name very deeply and never reveals it to the outside world. It only knows that they believe in a ''monster'' and worship a mountain and stone demon statue."


    "The demons feed on flesh and blood. These monks of the Demon Sect also have the habit of bloodthirsty."


    "On weekdays, they may be the same as ordinary monks, but behind their backs, they raise ''blood slaves'' and **** blood. Every seven or fourteenth day, they will hold a ''blood banquet'', gathering people to slaughter and **** blood..."


    "If they don''t **** blood for a long time, they will become furious."


    "There are more than ten Jindan demon cultivators in the lead, ranging from the early stage of Jindan to the late stage of Jindan. They are all vicious and weird, full of blood."


    "But there should be only one demon cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Pill, who is the ''leader'' of this Demon Sect."


    "A month ago, all parties of Daotingsi joined forces and had already killed a demon cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill."


    "This plan is to kill the second one. Although there are some twists and turns and ambush, it is still smooth. But in the end, the Jindan demon cultivator suddenly became furious, his eyes were blood red, and he pounced on Gu Changhuai like he lost his mind, and even self-destructed the Jindan..."


    Xia Diansi looked solemn.


    Mo Hua also frowned.


    He worships monsters, feeds on blood, explodes the golden elixir, and comes to Uncle Gu, hoping to die with him...


    Mo Hua asked again: "Sister Xia, aren''t there something strange about those golden elixir demon cultivators?"


    Xia Diansi was puzzled, "Strange?"


    Mo Hua thought for a while and described: "Just like Xiao Zhenhai, he looked a little evil and looked directly at them. His spiritual sense would feel oppressed. Occasionally, he would see indescribable blood..."


    Xia Diansi frowned and recalled for a moment, nodded, "That''s right."


    “That’s how…”


    Ink painting pondered.


    He wanted to ask something else, but suddenly there was a noise from the Dan Pavilion, and then a happy voice came out, as if Gu Changhuai had woken up.


    Xia Diansi suddenly became a little embarrassed and stood up and said, "I''m leaving."


    "Sister Xia," Mo Hua hurriedly called her, "Uncle Gu is awake, don''t you look at him?"


    "No, Gu Changhuai, what''s the best thing about it?" Xia Diansi turned around and walked. After walking a few steps, he turned to Mo Hua and said, "If you have anything to do with Daotingsi, you can ask me for help."


    Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you Sister Xia."


    Xia Diansi also smiled slightly and left.


    Mo Hua got up and went indoors.


    Gu Changhuai was awake, but he was still very weak and could not speak. He just looked at the ink painting in a melancholy and complicated manner through the crowd.


    Mo Hua nodded, indicating that he understood, so you should be welcome.


    Gu Changhuai fell asleep again.


    Elder Gu Hong''s heart was completely relieved and said even more grateful to the ink painting:


    "I don''t know how to thank you anymore... If anything happens in the future, as long as I can help, I will definitely not refuse."


    Mo Hua smiled and said, "I have received a lot of care from Uncle Gu in normal times. This is what I should do. Elder Hong is not polite."


    Elder Gu Hong looked at the ink painting and felt that the more he looked at it, he thought that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely find a good marriage for the ink painting.


    But as soon as this thought arose, she felt a little horrified.


    When she was married to the ink painting that day, she was affected by some terrible cause and effect, and the broken red line still floated in front of her.


    Elder Gu Hong took a deep look at Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua didn''t notice anything, but took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to Elder Gu Hong, "Sister Xia gave it to him, and Uncle Gu."


    "Sister Xia..." Elder Gu Hong hesitated, "That girl just now?"


    "Did you see it?"


    “See it.”


    Mo Hua thought for a moment, lowered her voice and said, "Does it fit well with Uncle Gu?"


    Elder Gu Hong was stunned, then his eyes lit up, and then he sighed, "A mold carved out like a mold, they are all cold on the outside and hot on the inside. One is handsome and the other is beautiful. They are quite compatible, but... they are not worthy of their long-term love..."


    Mo Hua disagreed, "Why is Uncle Gu unworthy?"


    Elder Gu Hong sighed, "That''s the Xia family, a family above the fifth grade, and there is a natural barrier between them and ordinary fifth grade families. What''s more, according to the strength of our Gu family, it is only a quasi-fifth grade at most. If calculated based on the formal fixed grade, it can only be considered a fourth grade."


    Mo Hua was surprised, "Is the Xia family so powerful?"


    Elder Gu Hong''s eyes were solemn, "I don''t know how many old monsters are hidden in this kind of ancient family. The foundation is terrifyingly profound. The water inside is bottomless. What you can see is at most the tip of the iceberg."


    Mo Hua was shocked, but after thinking about it, he said, "If the fate is here, it''s not clear."


    Elder Gu Hong sighed, "I hope so."


    Mo Hua nodded, "Yes."


    Elder Gu Hong looked at the Mohua silently again and thought to himself that you, a child, are still trying to help others. Your own marriage may be amazing.


    I don’t know how many difficulties and obstacles will be in the future, and there are many natural disasters...


    But she hid these words in her heart and didn''t say them.


    Gu Changhuai woke up and felt relieved.


    The Gu family gave Mo Hua a bunch of gifts as rewards.


    I don’t want to collect ink paintings either.


    This matter is a mere effort, and he has already obtained the real "reward". On weekdays, he has received a lot of care from the Gu family.


    Wen Renwan advised him, "If you don''t take it, the whole Gu family will be sorry."


    There was no way to accept the ink painting, so I could only accept it reluctantly.


    Sometimes people are too popular and there is no way to do so. A bunch of people are rushing to give him gifts, but they can''t accept them.


    After receiving a bunch of gifts, Mo Hua returned to Taixu Gate.


    After returning to the sect, Mo Hua''s first thing was to stay in seclusion when his disciples lived and sank his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ??consciousness.


    Soon, it was the hour of the lunar calendar and the Taoist monument appeared.


    Mo Hua took out the skeleton that was refined by Uncle Gu''s sea of ??consciousness, and was killed by himself.


    The divine bones are different from ordinary evil spirits.


    Even if you are beheaded, you have the origin of the evil **** and cannot be swallowed up at will, otherwise it will pollute your soul.


    The ink painting used the thunder on the Taoist stele to erase the divine bones and "disinfect" them.


    Then, as expected, the dazzling golden magic marrow was refined.


    Ink painting was very happy.


    Over the past few days, he has been using his mind only, but he has not seen any "income" and has finally gained something now.


    Ink painting no longer hesitates and swallows the marrow into its abdomen.


    In an instant, his limbs and bones incarnated with spiritual thoughts seemed to be nourished by sweet rain, and gradually became stronger again. The golden color in the body of spiritual thoughts became a little purer.


    The tiny wounds on the divine mind healed some of them.


    The integration of Taixu’s origin and soul has become more thorough.


    And his realm of spiritual thoughts and Taoism is also rising step by step.


    So much so that Mo Hua couldn''t help but think that if he could have a way, he would keep killing the skeleton of the gods and eating the stalks of the gods, and keep "eating" like this...


    Maybe it won’t take long before you can break through the bottleneck of the Tianyan Art and reach the late stage of foundation building.


    Even the origin of Taixu and his own life soul will be merged as soon as possible, and the diligence of the Divine Sword will be thousands of miles a day...


    ?Thank you Yukitatsu, Liuyun Sufeng, and PYHuang for your reward~


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    (This chapter ends)