Chapter 930 White Bone Evil Array
Xun Zixian''s eyes trembled, and he immediately pointed at the white sword light condensed, stabbing at the white bone monument with blood patterns.
A layer of red light appeared on the bone monument.
The sword light pierced into the strange blood-colored light shield. After a moment of stalemate, the blood-colored light shield broke inch by inch and slashed onto the white bone monument.
A crack broke on the surface of the monument. Below the crack, there was flesh and blood squirming, and there were shrill screams.
"Ghost sound?"
Xun Zixian''s face changed and he quickly covered Mo Hua''s ears, but Mo Hua''s expression was as usual.
The evil voice of this level could not shake his mind and spiritual consciousness. Instead, the other Jindan elders nearby frowned, looked uncomfortable, and felt nauseous.
Seeing the shrill screams becoming more and more harsh, Xun Zixian immediately said, "Go to do it together and tear down this monument!"
Several other Jindan elders also knew that the bone monument was evil, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons and spared no effort to smash the white bone monument with blood patterns into pieces.
The bones turned into powder, the flesh and blood evaporated, and the wriggling blood patterns disappeared without attachment, and gradually dimmed until they flew out of ashes.
With the power of the formation, the blood and energy condensed around it gradually dissipated.
Xun Zixian breathed a little relieved, but his heart immediately became hung again.
"There are many third-grade evil formations that use bones as the medium, rotten meat as the basis, and blood as the ink. If you just let them go, let them drink blood and death energy, you don''t know what terrible things will happen..."
Xun Ziyou immediately said, "I''ll call on other elders, and then tell the Tingsi, gather people, and strive to destroy all these bone formation monuments in a short period of time."
"Okay." Xun Zixian nodded.
Later, dozens of golden elixirs gathered together. Under the guidance of Xun Zixian, they found out the evil monuments scattered in the blood swamp of Yanluo Mountain one by one, then completely smashed them to break the formation.
The blood in the air was slightly lighter, but it was still slowly condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The evil formation of the geese falling mountains is still in operation.
"It''s still too slow, I''m afraid it''s too late..." Xun Zixian frowned.
"Elder," Mo Hua suddenly said at this time, "I''ll take people to find the White Bone Monument, and divide the troops into two groups, so hurry up."
Xun Zixian looked at Mo Hua, "Can you find the third-grade evil formation?"
"I''ll try it." Mo Hua said.
Xun Zixian did not doubt Mo Hua''s understanding and attainment in the formation, but he was still worried, so he turned to look at Xun Ziyou.
Xun Ziyou understood what he meant and nodded, "I will take a few elders to follow Mo Hua, so I won''t let him be in danger."
"Yes." Xun Zixian nodded.
Time is urgent at this time, and I really can''t take care of so much.
Xun Zixian remembered something and solemnly told Mo Hua: "Just destroy it, don''t read it too much, don''t remember it in your heart, and don''t learn it."
The higher the talented disciple, the faster he will learn bad things. Once he falls astray, he will be doomed.
Mo Hua nodded, "Elder Zixian, I understand."
So the group divided into two groups, one led by Elder Xun Zixian and the other led by Mo Hua to find the bone formation monument and destroy it.
The evil formation on the White Bone Array Monument is a third-grade, which exceeds the level of the formation of the ink painting.
But his spiritual sense is only one line away from the third-grade twenty-second patterns itself. It is not difficult to draw a formation and only find a third-grade formation.
What''s more, this evil formation flows, full of blood, absorbs a large amount of causal and evil spirit. In the spiritual vision of the ink painting, it is like a ghost fire in the sun, clearly shaking.
Ink paintings can even be seen at a glance without the help of formation derivation.
Xunziyou, as well as Taixu Gate, including several Daoting Secrets, Jindan Diansi, were led by Mo Hua, walking in the blood-colored geese mountain poisonous swamp.
Mo Hua took a few steps, glanced at him at the end and pointed his finger, "There is there!"
Xun Ziyou and several elders of Jindan looked at each other, and then they all sacrificed magic weapons and spiritual swords to activate the spiritual power of the golden dan to blow away the water grass on the surface of the swamp. Sure enough, they saw the bone monument buried below.
On the bone monument, blood patterns squirm.
Xun Ziyou and others no longer hesitated. The sword light and spells exploded, the bone monument turned into powder, the blood patterns dissipated, and the evil formation was destroyed.
Mo Hua forced himself to move his eyes away from the blood patterns and not look at the evil formation patterns, so as not to pollute his eyes.
But to be honest, he actually wanted to see something in his heart.
He is a formation master, and the formation master has every means.
The evil formation is also a kind of formation, which also contains a kind of "Tao".
Moreover, he has a firm heart of Taoism, eats evil spirits, refines evil thoughts, and transforms the mind of Taoism, and has a high resistance to general evil thoughts.
But he still didn''t watch it.
Listen to others'' advice and have a full meal.
Elder Xun Zixian’s suggestion should be listened carefully, and one should not develop arrogance just because one’s own spiritual foundation is strong.
The bone monument was shattered, the ghost sounds dissipated, and the evil formation here was destroyed, so Mohua continued to walk forward. After a while, I walked to a depression and pointed to the ground:
“This is also there.”
Xun Ziyou and several elders of Jindan joined forces to open the ground, destroy the monument, and break the formation.
Later, Mo Hua made the same mistake. He pointed to one place, and Xun Ziyou and other Jindan monks destroyed one place.
In this way, with him and Elder Xun Zixian joining forces, the speed of breaking the formation was more than twice as fast.
Soon, the blood-patterned bone monument in Yanluoshan was almost destroyed.
The evil spirit in the sky has also faded.
The blood mist that has not been dissipated in the air is also evaporating little by little.
Everyone felt relieved.
Mo Hua gathered with Xun Zixian again.
Xun Zixian looked at the ink painting and nodded with relief: "It''s done well, thank you for your hard work."
"Elder, you are polite. This is what the disciple should do." Mo Hua said gently and politely, then he turned his head, looked at Yan Luoshan, and said, "There should be some bone monuments left in this mountain."
"It''s okay," Xun Zixian said, "There are poisonous swamps everywhere here, the terrain is complex, and there is not enough time now, so there will definitely be no end to clear it. I will find someone to deal with the aftermath afterwards."
Mo Hua nodded.
Then the two looked up together and looked at the white mist. The miasma and blood mist intertwined, and the vast sky frowned.
They are all formation masters, and they are all talented formation masters, and they can all sense the strange auras in the **** evil formation that are scattered in the **** evil formation throughout Yanluoshan.
"Would you like to kill and open the formation..." Mo Hua murmured.
Xun Zixian''s eyes trembled slightly, "All killings will be accompanied by blood, bones, rotten flesh, as well as resentment, fear before death, yin energy and evil energy after death... These are the source power of the evil formation."
"The deeper the killing, the greater the power of the evil formation."
"and…"
Xun Zixian turned his eyes from the **** sky to the vast earth and frowned.
Just now, the Demon Sect was encircled and suppressed, and the battle was fierce, and thousands of cultivators died tragically.
The flesh, resentment, and evil spirits of these monks after their death were absorbed by the evil formation and converted into evil power. They eventually poured into the earth veins, and then...
Disappeared...
The vast earth blocked it, and there was nowhere to go to this evil force.
Not only Xun Zixian did not see it, but also the ink paintings that resonated with the great and authentic universe could not sense the flow of the power of the evil formation.
The earth is quiet, and the virtue carries things.
The earth tolerate everything, whether it is life or death, whether it is good or evil.
Evil power surged into the earth''s veins and disappeared.
And ink painting only has the ability to build foundations after all. Even if the understanding is superior, it is limited by the state of mind and cannot see many truths.
Xun Zixian''s eyes were solemn, "There is someone behind the scenes of the Demon Sect, and this person''s evil formation is unfathomable."
Mo Hua also nodded.
He guessed that this person was Mr. Tu, but he was not sure.
There may not be no evil formation master in the evil god''s minions who are stronger than Mr. Tu.
Xun Ziyou, who was beside him, understood at this time, and his face changed slightly:
"So, are we trapped? The Demon Sect deliberately set up such a formation to slaughter the disciples of the Demon Sect to cause killing to make this formation work?"
Xun Zixian frowned.
But Mo Hua shook her head, "It may not be..."
He has dealt too much with the Demon Sect, or the evil gods behind the Demon Sect. He knows more about some things than others.
"This formation is probably designed like this." Mo Hua said, "Since the Demon Sect is built here, a **** battle will not be avoided sooner or later."
Mo Hua looked around and looked at the mountains, rivers and swamps with dangerous terrain, and said in a deep voice, "This geese fell on the mountain and was destined to be a **** battlefield. The person who set up the formation had predicted this and would set up the evil formation here early. What he was waiting for was this **** battle that was destined to happen."
"It''s just that the Demon Sect was encircled and suppressed in advance."
"Otherwise, once the Demon Sect develops for more than ten or twenty years, there will be many demon cultivators at that time, and it is estimated that there will be no less than tens of thousands."
"At that time, Daotingsi came to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect again, and the **** battles occurred again, and the lives of casualties were probably more than ten times more."
"The killing will be too heavy by then, and blood and energy will cover the sky. Even if someone really finds that there are evil formations everywhere in this poisonous swamp, absorbing and transforming the dead evil spirit and spreading it into the earth veins, it will not be stopped at all."
"I really have reached that point and the evil formation is completely fed. I really don''t know what terrible things will happen..."
The tone of ink painting is very solemn.
Xun Zixian and Xun Ziyou, including the other elders, all looked a little solemn.
The atmosphere was also a bit depressing.
Xunzi sighed: "The evil demons and heretics are indeed very scheming and strange and vicious."
Xun Zixian also nodded, then he looked slightly stunned, looked at the ink painting silently, and his mind moved slightly.
Although the devil''s way was insidious, the child Mo Hua guessed the way of the evil formation just by just a few glances at the formation. It can be seen that his clever mind, his application of the formation, and his insight into the truth are no less than the demon behind the scenes.
"The old man''s worries are indeed right. The more talented he is, the more he cannot go astray."
Xun Zixian thought about this and said to the ink painting:
"The encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect is probably over. You can go back to the sect first, and the aftermath will be handled by the Dao Tingshi."
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Elder, can I go to the Demon Sect to see it?"
Xun Zixian asked without showing any expression, "What do you want to see?"
I want to see if there are clues about the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation in the Demon Sect...
But the Qinglong Formation is suspected of evolving into the evil dragon Formation. It is difficult to explain the ink painting, just say:
"I want to see what it is like inside the Demon Sect and what the Demon Cultivator has done in it."
Mo Hua originally thought that Elder Xun Zixian would not agree.
But Xun Zixian didn''t know what he thought of, and hesitated for a moment, then nodded for the first time, "Okay, I''ll take you to see."
Xun Ziyou was a little unhappy.
He didn''t want to go to places like the Demon Sect again, let alone let Mo Hua go.
But Mo Hua wanted to go, and Xun Zixian agreed. He couldn''t resist the two of them, so he could only call on several other elders of Taixu Sect to accompany him, in case Mo Hua made any mistakes, and he couldn''t explain when he went back.
The interior of the Demon Sect is already ruined.
Daotingsi and the elders of Taixu Sect broke the formation outside the Demon Sect, and inside the Demon Sect, they fought desperately with the leader of the Demon Sect and a group of Golden Elixirs. Now the hall of the Demon Sect has long been collapsed, and there are broken walls everywhere.
But many of the crimes of the Demon Sect remained.
He was raised in a cage like a pigpen, unconscious and thin as a human.
Most of these blood slaves were dead and were sucked into the blood before the war.
A few are still surviving, but they are in poverty and are damaged, and they may not be able to save them.
In addition, some monks were taken away from their blood, made into mummies, and hung them on the beams of the house.
There is a "blood wine" made from human blood, which is placed in the warehouse for the magic cultivator to drink.
There are even more cruel torture instruments in the secret room. The torture instruments are painted with evil formations, which have no special meaning. They seem to be simply used to torture people and have fun...
…
Mo Hua has taken all this with all her eyes along the way.
Some things, knowing and seeing are actually different. Only by seeing and experiencing it with your own eyes can you understand what something really means.
All of this in front of me vividly tells Mo Hua:
In the eyes of the demon cultivator, people can be spare "dry food", "fruits" for making wine, and "domestic animals" for raising them, but they can''t be "people".
These scenes are deeply engraved in Mo Hua''s mind. Mo Hua silently said nothing.
Xun Zixian saw Mo Hua''s expression and then slowly said, "There is a level of cultivation for a monk and his strength."
"Some monks, after their cultivation is strong, care about the world and benefit all life with their own strength."
"And there are other monks who rely on their strong cultivation to oppress, enslave, kill and even wantonly slaughter other vulnerable monks."
"This is the difference between good and evil."
Xun Zixian pointed to the evil formations that were spread all over the Demon Sect:
"So is the case with formation."
"Some formation masters have realized the way of heaven and use formations to help the world."
"Some formation masters have bad intentions and use evil formations to seek their own selfishness. They even destroy the Taoist heart and create a large number of murderous evils in order to build a powerful formation."
"This is also the fundamental difference between the righteous formation master and the evil formation master."
"Many monks live in peace all their lives and have no idea what the ''demon'' means. Even if they have a thought, they feel that it is nothing to fall into the ''demon'' path. They may even feel that they have become a demon and kill people like numb, but they seem very majestic."
Xun Zixian sighed deeply, finally looked at the ink painting and said solemnly:
"Cultivating demons may be able to cultivate strength, or to summon wind and rain, but you will definitely not be able to understand the Tao and become an immortal."
"You must figure it out. You want to become an immortal, but you are simply seeking strength."
"It is not difficult to figure this problem out for a moment. But the difficulty is that after experiencing ups and downs in this life and suffering all the hardships, letting time pass by and years pass by, and being able to uphold the original intention and clearly understand this truth."
Xun Zixian''s tone was deep.
Mo Hua''s pupils trembled slightly and he nodded deeply.
After that, he thought about it all the way until he reached the deepest part of the Demon Sect and saw the leader of the Demon Sect, and used a huge blood pool for cultivation. Then he came back to his senses and looked at the blood pool in front of him.
The blood pool is very large, made of white bones, and demon stone statues are built around it, with ferocious appearance.
If you want to fill this blood pool, you don’t know how many people you have to kill, let alone how much blood you have to release.
But this blood pool is now empty.
The blood of a pool was sucked dry by the leader of the Demon Sect who was carrying the power of the evil dragon in the battle of death.
There are evil formations everywhere in the blood pool, but these evil formations are ordinary warm blood pools, a formation that keeps the blood fresh and flowing.
It is not the powerful "Four Symbols Qinglong Formation".
Mo Hua walked around the blood pool, but there was still nothing to gain, so he gave up and followed the elders to set off to return to Taixu Gate.
But before leaving, Mo Hua suddenly remembered something and asked Xunziyou:
"Elder Xun, have you ever met a thin elder in the Demon Sect with a dog tattoo on his body, and the surname is ''You''?"
"Dog tattoo?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and shook her head, "When I surrounded and suppressed the Demon Sect, there were no less than ten elders of the Demon Sect, but I didn''t see such a Golden Pill Demon with dog tattoos on my body."
Mo Hua frowned.
Never seen it before...
Elder You got the news and ran away early? Or was it killed by other Jindan elders?
"Is this person very important?" Xunziyou asked about ink painting.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and shook her head.
He was a little confused.
Logically speaking, this "Elder You" should be a key figure. But he carved dog tattoos on his body, which looked like a "dog-legged".
After all, it is a golden elixir, and it is impossible to be a "dog" no matter what you say.
Although he was deceived by himself, Mo Hua could feel that Elder You was actually very scheming.
He was deceived by himself purely because his formation knowledge was not up to standard.
At the insiders, one is sure to cheat one.
Of course, Mo Hua''s more important problem was that Elder You owed him 1.8 million spirit stones.
I remember this account very clearly.
"Ink Painting?" Xunzi You saw that the ink Painting was in a daze, his eyes flashed and he didn''t know what he was thinking about, so he asked, "What''s wrong? Is there a problem with this Elder You?"
"It''s nothing," Mo Hua said, "I''ll just ask casually."
Xun Ziyou looked at the ink painting with skepticism, obviously a little suspicious.
Mo Hua said, "It''s getting late. Elder Xun, let''s go back to the sect, otherwise Mr. Xun should be worried."
Xun Ziyou was immediately distracted and nodded:
"Yes, go back to the clan first."
The most urgent task is to send the child Mo Hua back to the sect first. He cannot let him wander around in this **** place again, otherwise he will be able to explain to the ancestor if he is infected with something unclean.
So the elders of Taixu Sect escorted the ink painting and returned to Taixu Sect in a carriage.
Before Mo Hua left, he looked back at the geese falling on the mountain.
The geese fell into the mountains and was broken, the blood mist had not yet dissipated completely, and the miasma was hazy, covering the sky.
It''s like there''s fog, covering something.
The leader of the Demon Sect who escaped from the Heaven of Heaven; the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley; Elder You whose whereabouts are unknown;
And the unknown, wriggling white bone evil array;
These things are all in my mind.
Ink paintings have a feeling that they seem to have touched the essence of the evil god''s conspiracy, but there are still too many things, hazy, hidden in the fog.
Especially the power of the dead evil that was transformed by the evil formation and flowed into the earth veins, and was unknown to the destination...
The heart of Mo Hua couldn''t help but be covered with a layer of darkness.
…
After returning to the sect, Mo Hua burned incense and bathed, washed away the dust, and lay on the bed of his disciples.
The cause and effect of the Demon Sect, and the words of the Elder Xun Zixian, still linger in Mo Hua''s heart.
Mo Hua couldn''t help but ponder in her heart:
"Where will the Four Elephant Qinglong Formation be hidden?"
"Does the leader of the Demon Sect really have to kill the leader to obtain this formation?"
Mo Hua remembered the huge pool of blood in the depths of the Demon Sect, which was used by the leader of the Demon Sect to practice.
"If the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation really needs to kill a lot of people and release a lot of blood to nourish the heart..."
"For the sake of our own strength, we must slaughter a large number of innocent monks..."
"How can I really do this?"
"Elder Xun Zixian is right. If you blindly pursue power, you will sooner or later become blind, forget your original heart and lose yourself. In this way, you will become a puppet of power. It is not me who controls power, but the power that controls me..."
Ink paintings have a lot of thoughts.
But he can''t solve these many problems now.
In addition, in order to eliminate the demon cultivator, I have been working hard for a while, so the more I think about it, the more I feel dizzy, and I fall asleep without realizing it.
Just when Mo Hua was asleep, he lost his vigilance, and a vicious aura gradually emerged along with cause and effect, poured into his sea of ??consciousness and into his eyes.
Among the evil spirits, there are various scenes of the monks of the Demon Sect who died tragically after being surrounded by Daotingsi and suppressed, as well as the remaining resentment.
These resentments condense into evil spirits and flow into the eyes of the ink painting.
Unknown to Mo Hua, he got the "Seven-Soul Blood Prison Eye Technique" from the Water Jail Gate, quietly operating and practicing silently.
The breath of ink painting also brings a layer of coldness.
In the cold, there is a fearful and fierce aura of "killing like numb".
And this evil aura carries the righteousness and majesty of "slaying demons and eliminating demons".
…
Taoist Prison.
A group of demon cultivators were imprisoned.
In order to prevent the evil formation from circulating and absorb the dead evil spirit, the Daotingsi did not kill him when he was in the subsequent retribution.
There are still many disciples of the Demon Sect who survived under the butcher knife of the Daotingsi.
These disciples of the Demon Sect were imprisoned in Taoist prison.
All of this was seen by Li San.
The panic words between the demon cultivators were also heard in his ears.
Li San suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar.
"Dead..."
"My Demon Sect... is dead?!"
Li San''s entire body was instantly exhausted and he fell to the ground limply, his eyes were dull, like a dead fish.
And some gossips were still involuntarily poured into his ears.
"It''s all over, it''s all dead..."
"The ninth elder is dead, the second elder is dead...all are dead..."
"The leader is alive..."
"What''s the use?"
"The Demon Sect has been destroyed, completely finished, from top to bottom, completely finished..."
Among these scattered words, a word suddenly penetrated Li San''s ears.
"I didn''t see Elder You, he seems to be still alive..."
…
"From the beginning to the end, I didn''t see him..."
"If you don''t live and die with the Demon Sect, you''re really a traitor!"
…
Elder You!
A sudden radiance appeared in Li San''s eyes. He could no longer hear the words behind him, but he only heard those few words:
"Elder You is not dead!"
Not dead...
Li San''s face was pale and his mind turned sharply. After a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank:
"I see!"
"I finally understand why Elder You wanted to send me to Daozhu..."
"He has concluded that the Demon Sect will have such a disaster! He has concluded that a large number of fellow disciples of the Demon Sect will die tragically!"
"Thus! He designed to send me to Taoist jail!"
"This move is to protect me! Let me escape this catastrophe! In order to restore the Demon Sect in the future... to make a comeback?!"
"Once I make a comeback, wouldn''t I be the ''sincere minister'' of the Demon Sect?!"
"What''s the problem with being a mere elder?"
Li San''s heart, which had just died of silence, was rekindled again.
He had a firm expression and his belief in "Elder You" became even stronger in his heart.
"Elder You didn''t lie to me, everything is in Elder You''s plan!"
"Everything he did was right! With such a far-sighted approach, Elder You must have a grand plan."
"And Elder You''s plan requires me... Now, I will lie down and betray the elder in the future..."
In the dark prison, Li San slowly lay down on the ground and closed his eyes. No one saw the burning beliefs and ambitions in his eyes.
…
At the same time, there was a dark forbidden secret room.
The green candlelight sways, and the ferocious sheep bones are gloomy.
Mr. Tu, who was covered in blood, had his skin and bones separated, and was tortured by the "God''s Punishment" and almost inhuman, shouted in a low voice:
"Sooner or later, I will make your Taixu Sect...the whole family will be extinct!"
(This chapter ends)