Chapter 947 "Guest"


    The origin of the Emperor and Queen’s Earth Map is too big.


    While traveling around, Mo Hua remembered that his master had told me a lot about the origin of the Emperor and Queen''s Earth Map. At that time, he was not very experienced and touched. When he thought about it carefully, he became more and more shocked.


    The so-called visualization diagram reflects the divine thoughts of others or some other kind of existence.


    In other words, what can be visualized in the picture is the "Tao" of others, or some "Tao" that does not exist...


    The ink painting uses spiritual consciousness to prove the truth. The deeper the study of spiritual consciousness, the more you understand that there are too many unfathomable mystery in it.


    So far, none of the visualization pictures he has seen are simple.


    Not to mention that one of the largest sects in Kunzhou, the treasure of the sect that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Earth Sect, no one knows what will be sealed in it.


    Even the Earth Sect itself may not be clear about it.


    It may be the ancient Taoist connotation, or it may be some more terrifying unknown existences.


    Mo Hua still remembers that Master said before that although this Earth Map of Emperor Tianhou is the most treasure of the Earth Sect, it violates the taboo of the Dao Court because it contains the word "Emperor Heaven".


    No matter how big the Earth Sect is, it is only a sect in Kunzhou. It can be regarded as "Hou Tu", but it cannot be called "Emperor Heaven".


    Therefore, the Earth Map of Emperor Tianhou was forcibly cut by the old monster of the Dao Ting and divided into "The Earth Map" and "The Earth Map of Emperor Tian".


    "The Emperor''s Heaven" is held in the Dao Court, and the "The Houtu" is hidden in the Dizong.


    The Emperor and Empress Earth Map has been passed down for more than ten thousand years, and the Taoist connotation in it is certainly terrible.


    But in the Taoist court, those old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years and have a great cultivation level are the real terror...


    Could the old monster with great cultivation in the Daoting Court be... above the cave?


    Ink painting feels solemn in his heart.


    The water in the cultivation world is indeed too deep, and the sky in the cultivation world is also too high. I don’t know if it is possible to reach this level in my life...


    besides…


    "I don''t know if I have the chance to see this Emperor Tianhou Tu Map. If I can''t see the Emperor Tian Map of Dao Ting, if I have the chance, it''s better to be able to see the Empress Map of Di Zong..."


    As for the complete map of the Emperor’s Queen…


    Master’s half-joking, meaningful words were heard in the ears of the ink painting:


    "One day, if you can make the Dizong bow down and surrender to the Dao Court, and combine the Emperor Tiantu map into one, it is not impossible."


    Mo Hua shook her head.


    He could still hear this sentence before.


    Now that I have entered the Qianxuezhou community, and have seen so many powerful monks and broadened my horizons, I feel that this idea is really too arrogant and impolite.


    Master can joke, but he must not take it seriously.


    Mo Hua put away his thoughts and thought of Mr. Pi again in a blink of an eye.


    "Then Mr. Pi should be a disciple of the rebellious sect of the Di Sect?"


    After all, no matter how authentic Earth Sect disciples can do a tomb robbery.


    Then why did he rebel against the sect?


    After doing something bad, being expelled from the sect, or... like Boss Jiang, what kind of inheritance did he steal?


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, and he immediately turned over his storage bag again, and then sighed helplessly:


    “I thought too much…”


    He also held in the end, thinking that Mr. Pi rebelled because he stole the "Hou Tu Map" or at least stole relevant clues.


    Now it seems that it is indeed whimsical.


    For the existence of Houtu Map, ordinary disciples may not even have the qualifications to meet.


    But without Houtu, Mohua discovered another strange thing:


    A tooth talisman.


    This tooth talisman is like a claw inlaid with dark gold and shallow silver, or a polished tooth.


    The front end of the minion is sharp and sharp, translucent, and has a shallow fluorescent light. The rear end is inlaid with gold and silver, and two characters are also engraved:


    Finding money.


    "Gold touching talisman?"


    Mo Hua''s heart thumped slightly, and then he tossed and looked at the tooth talisman over and over.


    Unfortunately, he didn''t know much and couldn''t see too many tricks. He just vaguely knew that this tooth talisman must be very precious, otherwise it would be impossible for Mr. Se to be pressed at the bottom of the storage bag by this Mr. Se.


    Ink painting without thinking, he stuffed this ancient gold-touching talisman into his own zodiac ring.


    No matter what it is, the thing belongs to him anyway.


    The remaining array diagrams, array books, bronze pens, etc., the ink paintings thought about it, but still did not move, but they were all put back into Mr. Pi''s storage bag.


    There was not enough time, and he didn''t have time to take a closer look.


    Sure enough, after a moment, extremely subtle footsteps came from afar. Although it was very light, the breath was complicated, and it seemed that a group of people came.


    Ink painting is a bit unexpected.


    Is there more than one so-called "guest" by Mr. Pi?


    It takes so many people to steal a tomb?


    As he was confused, people from afar approached. Mo Hua glanced at him and found that there were seven people at most.


    In addition to the three tomb robbers of "Grey Erye", there are four "guests".


    All four guests were wearing black robes.


    Two of the men were burly, tall and strong, walking in the corridor, even lowering their heads.


    An elderly man.


    There is also a young man.


    All four were covered in black robes, and their aura was not exposed. The only exception was the young monk.


    Although he was wrapped in a black robe, he showed his face, had a fair face, handsome face, and a little frivolous between his eyebrows. He looked pampered and might be the son of which family.


    But Mo Hua had never seen him before, and he had no impression of him.


    Although these monks with black robe have black robes to isolate their spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua intuitively judges that they should all be golden elixirs.


    Four golden elixirs...


    Mo Hua''s heart was slightly sank, but at the same time she was also a little confused.


    These four "guests" are very strange no matter how you look at them. He was a little confused about the relationship between these four people.


    These four monks in black robe who came were a young man with three guards?


    Or are the elders of the clan who bring their disciples to practice?


    While Mo Hua was wondering, the group of people had already come over.


    Mr. Hui led the way in front and said politely: "Don''t worry, all the guests are ready. Just wait for Mr. Pi to break the tomb door..."


    Before he finished speaking, Master Hui was stunned.


    The tomb door was closed, and there was nothing in front of it, only ink paintings with shackles, and Shen Qingsheng tied by chains, but Mr. Pi was gone.


    "Where is Mr. Pi?" Mr. Hui looked around and asked about the ink painting.


    Mo Hua whispered: "It seems... dead."


    Master Hui Er opened his mouth, his head was a little out of order.


    Not...dead? How did he die?


    Why do you die?


    It was so good, but after they turned around, they just took the guest over, and Mr. Pi died without saying a word?


    For a moment, he didn''t know what expression to use to face this abstract fact.


    Mr. Hui frowned and asked Mo Hua: "Why did Mr. Pi die? Where did he die?"


    Mo Hua pointed to the corridor next to him with her finger.


    Everyone looked in the direction and then they found that at the end of the corridor, in the darkness at the end, there was a stone mill.


    Mr. Pi has been crushed into meat sauce, and his blood is almost solidifying...


    "Mr. Pi was untiing the formation. Suddenly, a strange sound came from the end of the corridor. Then, Mr. Pi walked towards the corridor like a devil, and then touched the mechanism and became like this..."


    Mo Hua said the lies he had just made up with a sad look on his face.


    Everyone was a little unbelievable for a moment.


    Pi Erye and the other two didn’t believe it.


    "What a person Mr. Pi is, it''s impossible to die so simply..."


    "I went to examine the body and saw how Mr. Pi died. There must be traces on him."


    "That''s the cemetery agency, do you want to die with Mr. Pi?"


    "I am Jindan."


    "So what about the golden elixir? The things in the tomb are not that simple..."


    While several people were arguing, the tomb robber named "Rati" suddenly said, "No," he pointed to Mo Hua, "This kid must have not told the truth. Maybe he killed Mr. Pi."


    Mo Hua silently raised the shackles on his arm, which meant that he was wearing shackles, how could he kill people?


    Mouse''s eyes were slightly condensed.


    Master Hui Er also said in a deep voice:


    "What are Mr. Pi''s abilities? How can you and I still not know? How could you be killed by a little devil?"


    Ink painting nodded repeatedly.


    "but…"


    Mr. Hui turned to look at Mo Hua, guessing in his heart that Mo Hua must have not told the truth. He thought for a moment, then looked at Shen Qingsheng again, pinched his neck, and asked in a deep voice:


    "You said, how did Mr. Pi die?"


    "I..." Shen Qingsheng hesitated.


    The ink painting looked at Shen Qingsheng without any trace.


    Shen Qingsheng immediately shivered and said in horror: "I...I don''t know, I fainted, I saw nothing..."


    Now, Shen Qingsheng still doesn’t understand what happened.


    All of this cemetery are evil people.


    Mo Hua looks simple, but it is sinister and cruel, no less than these Jindan bandits. If he can kill Mr. Skin, he can kill himself.


    At this moment, only by insisting on knowing nothing can you have a way out.


    And he is useful, and Master Hui Er can''t really kill him for the time being.


    "Oh shit…"


    Seeing Shen Qingsheng shrinking timidly, Master Hui Er couldn''t help but curse and felt bored.


    He never expected that the army was not good enough to go out, and before he even entered the tomb gate, one died first, and the most critical death was Mr. Pi.


    The mouse approached Master Hui Er and looked at Mo Hua and said:


    "Second Master, I still think this kid is a little dishonest. Should I use some punishment and let him tell the truth?"


    Mr. Hui looked moved.


    Mo Hua wrote a note to this person called "rat" in his heart.


    You are a short guy.


    Seeing that Mr. Hui was a little moved and seemed to really want to torture him, Mo Hua said, "You can''t torture me!" "Why?" Mr. Hui raised his eyebrows and asked him.


    Mo Hua asked back, "Do you have a formation master?"


    Mr. Hui frowned, "What do you mean?"


    Mo Hua said, "Mr. Pi is the only formation master. He is dead. No one else knows formations. You don''t know formations. How can this tomb door be opened? After getting off the tomb, you will encounter other formation killing games. What should you do?"


    Mr. Hui was stopped when asked. He looked at Mo Hua and said, "Mr. Pi''s formation is not an ordinary formation. Don''t tell me, you have learned it at a young age?"


    "I know a little bit." Mo Hua said.


    "Nonsense," rat sneered, "This is Mr. Hu''s unique formation, how could you do it?"


    "You have said that it is a ''unique'' formation, not an "exclusive" formation. The formation is profound and profound, with a complex source. He is not the only one who knows this formation." Mo Hua said with great sarcasm.


    Mr. Hui and his friends were silent.


    Mr. Pi has always been responsible for the formation, and they really don’t understand it very much.


    Mr. Pi also regards his inheritance as a treasure and never reveals anything about the formation to them.


    Now that I know the formation, Mo Hua is the only one who knows the formation.


    But the ink painting is an outsider after all, and it looks too tender...


    Master Hui Er hesitated a little.


    At this moment, the handsome young man in the black-robed monk said, "Can you still open this tomb door?"


    In the cold words, there was a bit of dissatisfaction.


    Master Hui Er''s heart trembled, knowing that because of his negligence, these "distinguished guests" were unhappy.


    This is a big deal.


    And these distinguished guests have big gifts and great backgrounds, and they cannot offend them at all.


    Forget it…


    Master Hui Er looked at Mo Hua and asked, "Can you open this tomb door?"


    Mo Hua said confidently: “This is nature.”


    "Okay..." Just now Master Hui nodded, the golden elixir with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and nicknamed "Rat", approached him and said something in his ear.


    Master Hui looked stern and nodded.


    Mouse walked to Mo Hua and took away Mr. Pi''s storage bag from him.


    In front of Mo Hua, mouse looked greedy and turned the storage bag upside down, but it seemed that he could not find what he was looking for. He immediately looked vicious and looked at Mo Hua and said:


    "Little devil, where is that thing?"


    Mo Hua looked confused, "What''s it?"


    "That...touch..."


    The mouse endured it, but still swallowed the words into his mouth.


    "What?" Mo Hua asked.


    The mouse''s eyes became more and more vicious, "It must be you who stole that thing. Hand over your storage bag and let me flip it."


    Mo Hua was dissatisfied, "Why are you looking through my storage bag?"


    Mouse sneered, and then snatched his storage bag directly without Mo Hua''s objection.


    Most of the storage bags of ink paintings are array pictures and array books.


    The mouse can''t understand at all.


    In addition, there are some elixirs, spirit stones, and some small gifts given by others.


    The mouse flipped over and over, but couldn''t find what he was looking for, so he couldn''t help looking at Master Hui Er.


    Master Hui Er frowned, looked at the four black-robed monks next to him, and showed fear on his face, then said:


    "Forget it, business is important, that thing...I''ll talk about it later."


    The mouse can only give up.


    Mo Hua said, "Give me the storage bag back."


    The mouse sneered and returned the storage bag to Mo Hua, but before he returned it, he deducted the spirit stones in the storage bag and some valuable spiritual objects.


    On the surface, Mo Hua "dare to be angry but not speak" but already treats him as a dead person in his heart.


    Master Hui Er took out a pot of wine, walked to Mr. Pi''s body, sprinkled the wine on the ground, and silently recited:


    "Life and death are fate, Mr. Pi, go all the way."


    Mr. Hui''s voice was low.


    But those who do this business will not really have any friendship.


    When we are alive, we eat and drink meat. When we die, we will lose our personal work and we will also have less personal spiritual stones.


    At most, some rabbits die and foxes are sad, and there is no saying that they are sad.


    After the sacrifice to Mr. Pi, this matter was left behind. Mr. Hui turned around and said to Mo Hua, "Open the tomb door. If you can open this door, we will guarantee you not to die. But if you can''t open it, you can only go with Mr. Pi."


    A formation master who can help is a good formation master.


    Those who can''t help are just dead people.


    So, under the gaze of everyone, Mo Hua walked to the tomb door and began to try to crack the formation on the tomb door.


    But the one on the tomb door was a strange ground formation. Mo Hua looked at it for a while, but still didn''t move. After a while, he reached out to Master Hui Er:


    "Give me Mr. Pi''s storage bag."


    Master Hui''s eyes were slightly condensed, "What do you want to do for storage bags?"


    "I''ll look at the array map."


    "Look at the array map?"


    "Well," Mo Hua nodded, "I don''t know some formations, I have to learn them."


    Master Hui Er felt his forehead hop and said in disbelief: "No... are you studying now?"


    After a long time, how could this kid brag about him?


    He doesn’t know the formation on the tomb gate at all!


    But Mo Hua said with confidence: "Or what? Who can do anything after being born? Isn''t it just to learn?"


    Master Hui Er had nothing to say, and pointed at the mouse and said, "Give him the storage bag and let him learn."


    Mouse''s eyes flashed, a little reluctant, but due to the situation, he handed the storage bag to Mohua.


    Mo Hua took Mr. Pi''s storage bag, took out several array books and array pictures, and began to read them in front of everyone.


    Mr. Hui and others looked at the ink painting without saying anything.


    But Mo Hua knew in his heart that it would be fine if he could untie the earth formation and open the tomb door. Otherwise, they would definitely be the first to kill him.


    Mo Hua calmed down and patiently read Mr. Pi''s formation book.


    As soon as the formation was involved, the ink painting quickly entered the state and began to study it with a focused expression.


    After reading this for half an hour, Mo Hua roughly got a good understanding of Mr. Pi’s inheritance of the earth formation.


    The so-called earth formation is related to the earth formation, and it also has something in common with the earth formation in the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth.


    The earth and the earth are both called, but the earth formation should be more single.


    After all, the earth carries all things, and it is not just a layer of "soil" above.


    The earth formation of the Earth Sect is higher than the earth formation, and even the profoundness of the formation is infinitely closer to the "Kun" formation of the Bagua.


    But this type of earth formation should be a little worse than the real "Kun" formation in the Bagua, otherwise it will not be called "Dimen Formation", but directly called "Kun Formation".


    In the Eight Trigrams of Qiankun, the Gan Formation and Kun Formation are formations that govern the pattern of heaven and earth. They may even have a connection with the Three Talent Formation of the Dao Ting, and few related inheritances are circulated outside.


    When learning the earth formation, it is much more profound than the Five Elements Earth formation.


    This type of formation is related to the Taoist aggregate of the earth. It is not difficult to get started, but it is extremely difficult to truly understand it.


    Ink paintings are just the opposite.


    He has learned the first-grade thick earth formation with eleven patterns, communicated through the Taoist connotation of the earth, and was proficient in drawing the ground as a formation. He painted the formation on the ground for no reason.


    Therefore, he has a much more affinity for the land than ordinary monks.


    The most difficult part of the earth formation is not too difficult for ink painting.


    What he is difficult for is just lacking inheritance and missing the map, and he cannot get started.


    As long as he learns some basics, crosses the threshold of the earth formation, after entering the door, he will generally be smooth all the way, and he will learn faster and faster.


    This is the advantage of a solid foundation of the formation.


    It is also the benefit of understanding the ultimate formation and communicating the Taoist aggregate, which is difficult first and then easy.


    Half an hour later, Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, and then he imitated Mr. Pi and looked at the ground formation compass while taking out the bronze array pen, dipped it in Lingyin, and outlining something on the tomb door.


    Mr. Hui and his men didn''t notice anything.


    On the contrary, the young man in black robe looked at Mo Hua with a surprised look and his pupils trembled slightly.


    Ink painting, you use a bronze array pen to draw the formation on the tomb door, and then checked it and felt that it should be fine, so you opened the array book again, dipped the pen in ink, and drew a few array patterns to open the formation.


    A glimmer of light flashed, and the patterns of the broken array lit up one by one.


    The sealed array pattern is broken inch by inch.


    The tomb door was also trembling slightly.


    A moment later, with an ancient, old, copper rust sound, the bronze tomb door slowly opened a crack in the door, and the yin energy seeped out from the crack in the door.


    "It''s really opened..."


    Not only the second master of Hui and the other three, even the four monks in black robe, looked at the ink painting in surprise.


    Ink painting took the array book, array picture, bronze pen, and compass into the storage bag at once.


    Then, in a noble place, he "taken" Mr. Pi''s storage bag for himself.


    Mr. Hui and his friends were stunned for a moment, but they didn''t say anything else, including that mouse, and they didn''t dare to have any objections to the ink painting.


    Monks have always spoken with their strength.


    If you know the formation, you can break the formation and open the door, you have strength.


    At this time, the old man among the black-robed monks said in a hoarse voice as wind and sand: "It''s getting late, please open the door." The distinguished guest said, and Master Hui didn''t dare to delay any more. He walked to the tomb door, grabbed the door knocker with a bull head and horse face, and pulled it hard to both sides.


    The tomb door was slowly opened.


    The door was empty and dark, with a heart-pounding chill, accompanied by an almost suffocating feeling of depression.


    At the same time, a low roar sounded.


    Countless evil smells came to my face.


    (This chapter ends)