Chapter 948: The gaze of the evil spirit…


    Mo Hua’s eyes were slightly shining.


    This evil aura was very strong, very cold, and with despair, very similar to the aura he felt in the dream of the evil fetus.


    But unlike in the past, when I smelled this breath, Mo Hua did not feel the "hungry" of the soul, but instead felt a "nausea".


    He can now make a preliminary conclusion that there must be an evil fetus under the lonely mountain.


    But the way to raise this evil fetus may be different from before...


    Mo Hua''s expression gradually became solemn.


    Not only him, the three tomb robbers, Hui Erye, Mouse and Shi Tou, also shivered and looked at each other.


    "Second Master, this tomb has a little bit of a bad breath..."


    "Shitou" who was short and strong, strong and didn''t talk much along the way, said to Mr. Hui in a low voice.


    Master Hui frowned.


    He has robbed the tomb for so many years, but he has never encountered such a strange tomb.


    But when he thought of the origin of the tomb and the identity of the tomb owner, he gradually felt relieved.


    The larger the tomb, the more it cannot be seized by common sense.


    "Go in." Mr. Hui Er said.


    "Okay." Shitou nodded, he just had some doubts and said casually.


    The thief didn''t leave, and the tomb door was opened. He couldn''t go home now.


    "Little brother," Mr. Hui turned his head and looked at Mo Hua, "Please."


    Mu Hua''s face turned pale and he became a little nervous, "It''s so squinting here, I... I''m a little scared, can I not go in?"


    Mu Hui looked at Mo Hua with cold eyes.


    Mo Hua sighed as if he accepted his fate, "Okay..." He then stepped into the tomb door, and Master Hui Er followed him and walked beside Mo Hua.


    Stones and rats keep up.


    Finally, there were the four black-robed monks. They looked at each other, their eyes were deep, and they had their own thoughts in the darkness, and then they entered the dark tomb door one after another.


    … ??After entering the tomb door, my eyes were filled with gloom.


    This is a stronger ball of darkness.


    Mo Hua narrowed her eyes, and after a while, she adapted to the darkness in front of her.


    But there is nothing more special in the darkness, it is still just the same as outside, with a long corridor that cannot be seen at a glance, and the deep and closed darkness.


    And these corridors are also well-connected.


    Mr. Hui Er looked at Mo Hua and whispered, "Little brother, lead the way."


    Mo Hua learned from "Mr. Pi", holding the compass in one hand and pretending to be a gesture with the other hand. At the same time, his eyes were filled with light, he let go of his spiritual consciousness, and sensed the flow of the power of the surrounding formation, leading the way for everyone.


    This is the job of "Mr. Pi".


    But Mr. Pi is right, there cannot be two formation masters in the group.


    Now that Mr. Pi is dead, the ink paintings that are proficient in formations will naturally be replaced by him and guide everyone.


    In this way, Mo Hua walked in front, identified the direction according to the formation, and led everyone forward.


    But after walking for a long time, there was still a corridor around me, and I couldn''t see the edge at first sight.


    Mo Hua frowned and couldn''t help but sigh in her heart that this cemetery is really big.


    Could it be that Gushan really buried an amazing monk?


    But after thinking about it, it seems unlikely.


    Gushan is only a third-grade state boundary, and it is still a mountain city with a "remote rural area". There is really such an amazing monk. How could he be buried in such a place... But after thinking about it, Mo Hua still felt that something was wrong.


    The same problem is, the tombs here are too big, and it is impossible for ordinary monks to bury them here.


    Moreover, if the tomb in Gushan really had no background, these tomb robbers and the four black-robed monks would not have come to this tomb?


    These people combined have a total of seven golden elixirs!


    Jindan is not that easy to cultivate. In ordinary small families and sects in the small state, Jindan monks can become ancestors.


    The seven golden elixirs are all forces that cannot be underestimated wherever they are placed.


    Mo Hua is in doubt more and more.


    Moreover, he was a little confused about the purpose of this group of people.


    It’s okay for Mr. Pi Er and the other two. They are tomb robbers. Even though they have a lot of scheming, it’s still for the tomb robbers.


    And those four monks in black robe are probably not that simple.


    That boy in black robe didn''t look young, but was really young.


    A young age is a Jindan monk. His qualifications, resources and inheritance of cultivation are indispensable, and he must be of great origin.


    The other three were covered in black robes, consolidating their breath.


    When we first met, we didn’t notice it. But along the way, the faint pressure that radiated from their bodies invisibly contained a killing aura.


    Ink painting can be concluded that these three black-robed monks cannot be ordinary golden elixirs, and their cultivation should definitely be more than the early stage of the golden elixir.


    "Who are these people...?"


    Mo Hua frowned.


    He held the compass, looked at the formation, and distinguished the direction, while thinking in his heart, trying to figure out the origins of these people.


    But after thinking for a while, I still had no clue.


    These four men in black robe were wrapped tightly, unable to see anything clearly, and there were too few clues.


    The only young man who showed his face, Mo Hua doesn’t know him yet.


    "How about...calculate it?"


    "Look at them, what are their identities?"


    Mo Hua thought for a while, but in the end he couldn''t help but feel curiosity in his heart. He touched his thumb with his right hand, took out the copper coins from the **** ring, rubbed it a little, and calculated it.


    But he didn''t dare to count too much, he just touched the copper coins, calculated a little bit, and stopped immediately.


    This is in the tomb path, surrounded by desperate people from the Jindan realm.


    He was stared at and did not dare to make too many moves, otherwise he would be easily noticed.


    Moreover, he didn''t dare to think too deeply.


    The longer you come into contact with the method of heavenly secrets, the clearer the ink paintings are, and the way of cause and effect is mysterious and unpredictable.


    The more you calculate, the more you know, the more traces you leave. The greater the probability of being counted by others, and the more secrets you see, the more you will naturally be.


    Many things are mutual.


    You are peeking at cause and effect, and cause and effect are also peeking at you...


    So now, when encountering real big things, Mo Hua dares not let go of his hands, for fear that there will be a powerful game behind these big things. If he rashly calculates this trick, he will be caught.


    Even in Mohua, I always feel that I have been caught with a "little braid" without realizing it, but I am too weak to be able to catch the eyes of these powerful people, so I am not investigated.


    Therefore, the ink paintings of these four black-robed monks were just rubbed here, and they had to forget about the cause and effect.


    But this only shocked Mo Hua.


    Rubbing the lines on the copper coins, a strong sense of familiarity suddenly surged in Mo Hua''s heart, causing light and darkness to implicate, as if these four black-robed monks had some connection with him.


    In a sense, they should be considered "acquaintances".


    Ink painting became more and more confused.


    "How is this possible... what cause and effect can I have with them?"


    Let’s not talk about the other three, at least the man with black robe can be confirmed by ink painting, but he doesn’t know him at all.


    Even the aura on his body was very strange.


    Unfamiliar with the ink painting, it can almost be concluded that he was not a monk from Qianxuezhou, but came from another place.


    Mo Hua''s brow frowned even tighter.


    "When there will be a chance later, I want to see who you are..." Mo Hua said silently in his heart.


    But at the moment, it is better to keep your troops still.


    This Gushan tomb is too strange and I don’t know what danger is hidden. He alone will definitely not be able to touch the deepest part.


    The second master of Hui and the other three are experienced tomb robbers.


    Four black-robed monks have strong cultivation and unpredictable strength.


    Just follow them.


    No matter what dangers are in this tomb, the first ones are to be the ones that are the ones that are at the forefront, and if they die, they will die first.


    Just hide away and not be splattered by their blood.


    And they are the unique formation masters among the group. Until the last moment, they should not "kill the donkey".


    After thinking about it, Mo Hua nodded slightly, then he stopped thinking about it and focused on giving directions.


    I walked forward for a while, avoided some cemetery agencies, and saw another gate.


    On the gate, there are dense patterns and more complex than the ones outside.


    The ink painting hadn''t noticed it before, but since he saw outside, the tomb door with the seven souls blood prison guarding with the tomb door with a cow head and horse face, he felt that the gate in front of him was more like a prison door.


    And the entire corridor is like the corridor of Taoist prison.


    They are not only in the cemetery, but also in a "Tao Prison".


    Mo Hua shook his head and began to break the formation.


    When it comes to breaking the formation, he is much better than Mr. Pi and much faster. He doesn''t even need the formation paper as a "draft", just make a calculation in his mind.


    But in order to keep a low profile, he took out the bronze pen and the array paper. He imitated Mr. Pi and calculated the array pattern generation and restraint on the paper at once.


    Occasionally make mistakes and apply them.


    After that, I scratched my head and stopped writing, with a sad face, as if I was racking my brains, but I still couldn''t understand it.


    Mr. Hui and his men were a little worried when they saw Mo Hua''s unreliable appearance, for fear that he would not be able to calculate and open the floodgates, which would delay their tomb robbing.


    Therefore, even though the ink paintings were smeared and tickled in front of the gate, no one dared to disturb his thinking.


    Mr. Hui held his breath and focused, and the four monks in black robe also remained silent.


    I don’t know how long it took, Mo Hua’s eyes finally lit up and he said excitedly: “It’s solved!”


    Mr. Hui and his men all breathed a sigh of relief.


    Ink painting, holding a bronze array pen, stroke by stroke, meticulously drew the array patterns calculated by him "exploding all his thoughts" and "hard work" on the gate.


    The array patterns lit up one by one, and the seal patterns broke one by one.


    Then with a "creaking", the rusty gate finally slowly opened.


    Master Hui Er looked slightly surprised, turned his head and looked at Mo Hua deeply, and said in his heart:


    "This kid looks unreliable, but he didn''t expect that he had such a high understanding of the formation. He could learn Mr. Pi''s formation once he learned..."


    "Mr. Pi is dead, why don''t you... leave this kid behind?"


    "Let him change his appearance, take a new nickname, be a tomb robber, and penetrate the formation for us."


    "But he may not be willing..."


    Master Hui Er looked at the ink painting and immediately had an idea: "It seems that he is still a young man. After going out, he will find a few kiln sisters to make him a flower."


    "Young people are full of energy. Once they taste the taste of indulgence, they will not be able to turn back. When they eat the marrow and know the taste, they will be willing to work hard for me."


    "If you don''t know how to lift yourself, just lock up and beat me like a dog, and you''ll be hungry for a few days..."


    "I don''t have to worry about his disagreement when I give such kindness and power."


    "Now, formation masters are all talents, not to mention that this kid is different from Mr. Pi. He is a genius formation master who can control both life and death..."


    Master Hui''s heart was hot, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.


    Mo Hua felt a little cold on his back, but he pretended not to know anything, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long sigh:


    "The gate is open, you can move forward."


    "Okay, I''m here to help my brother."


    Master Hui Er''s tone became much gentler.


    After that, Mo Hua held the compass and led the way in front. Everyone surrounded Mo Hua and walked step by step towards the deeper part of the cemetery.


    …


    Lushan, on the barren ridge.


    Fan Jin and Master Gu''s faces were as deep as water.


    Daotingsi, Shen family, and people from the weapon refining shop were cleaning up the surrounding gravel.


    Under the gravel, a layer of crimson black blood was covered, and the blood had already penetrated into the soil.


    The ground was full of limbs.


    These monks died miserable.


    After roughly cleaning up the scene, the Daoting Chief Officer came over and bowed:


    "When I returned to Diansi, all the monks of the Shen family were killed, including two golden elixirs and several foundation-building monks. But there was no young master named "Mo" described by Diansi, nor did the young master Qing of the Shen family..."


    Fan Jin and Master Gu both breathed a sigh of relief, but the sorrow on their faces did not fade.


    Because Mo Hua and Prince Qing are still missing.


    The "murderer" who committed the crime was unknown.


    What''s even more terrifying is that these murderers can kill two Shen family''s golden elixirs, which means that this group of people has the power of killing above the golden elixir.


    This is not a problem that Gushan Daotingsi can handle.


    In front of such a powerful murderer, Mr. Mo and Shen Qingsheng must not be able to escape, and they are likely to be held hostage.


    Once you cannot be rescued, there will definitely be more and more dangers.


    In Master Gu''s mind, Shen Qing''s life and death doesn''t matter, it''s mainly ink painting. He is the benefactor of the weapon refining industry, so he can''t encounter any unexpected happenings.


    In Fan Jin''s eyes, one is ink painting, a disciple of Taixu Sect, and the other is Shen Qingsheng, a direct descendant of the Shen family. No matter who has an unexpected accident, he is in trouble with the Diansi.


    Not to mention going further from now on, it is unknown whether he can continue to do the Diansi.


    "Do you know where the murderer is?" Fan Jin asked.


    "A mine was found nearby, and there were traces of formations beside the mine." Zhengshi replied.


    "Quick!" Fan Jin said, "Take me there."


    The chief officer took Fan Jin and the others to the mine and saw a corner with some noisy footprints and traces of the formation sealing.


    "Can it be broken?" Fan Jin asked.


    "No," said the Shishi. "The Shen family''s formation master has seen it. This passage is narrow and the stone wall is fragile. Once the formation is broken, the stone wall collapses, and it will block all the stone intersections. People outside cannot enter, and people inside cannot get out."


    "Damn..." Fan Jin frowned, couldn''t help but curse, and then said, "Where is this mine? Where does it lead to?"


    “The mine is blocked too.”


    "Then go find the mine map to see if there is any mine that can reach this underground."


    "This..." Zhisi looked bitter, "The map of the mine nearby... is in the Shen family, so outsiders are not allowed to see it."


    Fan Jin was stunned and his brows frowned even tighter.


    Master Gu stared at the mine, then looked at the nearby mountains, his pupils shook slightly, and he pondered:


    "Let''s go to Shen''s house to see if we can ask for a mine map?"


    Fan Jin pondered for a moment and sighed, "Okay, I can only go there once."


    The two of them were about to set off, but suddenly there was a commotion in the distance. A large group of people came over. At present, the person had an ordinary appearance, but his face was majestic and his temperament was good. He was the real power elder of the Shen family''s Jindan late stage, Shen Shouxing.


    “Shen Shouxing…”


    Fan Jin and the others looked at each other, their expressions becoming more solemn.


    Although Shen Shouxing did not reach the level of Yuhuan, he made a lot of contributions in the Shen family, so he has great power.


    Shen Shouxing has always been responsible for Gushan.


    Now, his son is missing here in Gushan and may have even been killed.


    Of course, Shen Shouxing had to come in person.


    But his presence in person means that the matter has become a big deal. If there is no explanation, I don’t know how to end it.


    But since the trouble is here, I can''t hide it.


    Fan Jin gritted his teeth and bowed, "Elder Shen."


    "Fan Diansi," Shen Shouxing''s voice was cold, but he obviously suppressed his anger, "What''s going on?"


    Fan Jin could only say, "A group of tomb robbers suddenly appeared here in Gushan. When they were digging the mountain, they probably happened to be hit by Master Qing. The two sides had a conflict. The strength of this group of tomb robbers should not be underestimated and they killed all the guards of Master Qing. Master Qing is likely to be captured by them. Now... their whereabouts are unknown..."


    After Fan Jin finished speaking, he suddenly saw Shen Shouxing''s face, which was terrifyingly gloomy, "Are you talking about... a tomb robber?"


    "yes…"


    Fan Jin didn''t feel anything at the beginning, but after thinking about it, he suddenly felt cold hands and feet.


    He realized that he might have fallen into a big pit, and he had already come to him before he knew it.


    But Fan Jin was restrained and showed no abnormalities.


    Chen Shouxing''s thoughts were not on Fan Jin, but after thinking for a while, he said without doubt: "Let everyone withdraw, let my Shen family investigate this matter." Fan Jin breathed a sigh of relief.


    But Master Gu said, "Elder Chen, someone in my Gu family wants to save me."


    ?


    Chen Shouxing''s pupils shrank. He was an elder in the Shen family who occupied real power. How could he not know the identity and weight of the two words "Mo Hua".


    "I understand..." Chen Shouxing said, "Mr. Mo has a noble status, and my Shen family will also save you. Master Gu doesn''t have to worry about it."


    "How do Elder Chen want to save?" Master Gu asked.


    Chen Shouxing said, "Since he is a tomb robber, he will definitely dig into the mountains. As long as he digs, he will naturally dig a mine. My Shen family has a mine map. If you check it according to the map, you will definitely encounter this group of thieves."


    Master Gu said, "Since that is the case, one more person and one more effort, I will go down the mine with Elder Chen."


    Chen Shouxing looked unhappy.


    He can be with this Gu family, Master Gu in the early stage of the Jindan stage, saying these two more words is enough to give them face.


    Most of them were because of their special identity as "Mo Hua", so he would give them some explanations.


    But he wanted to enter the Shen family''s mine, which was a fool.


    "No." Chen Shouxing cuts the railway firmly, "This is the Shen family''s mine, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."


    Master Gu''s heart was slightly stern.


    He suddenly realized that the previous guess of Mo Hua was probably right. There is probably something tricky in the Shen family''s mine.


    "Mr. Mo has great kindness to my Gu family. Now his whereabouts are unknown, I must find out."


    Even in the early stage of the Jindan period, facing the elders of the Shen family in a high position, Master Gu''s eyes were firm and did not give in at all.


    Chen Shouxing sneered and said sarcastically: "This is my Shen family''s business, and your Gu family can''t get involved."


    Master Gu frowned.


    At this moment, another voice sounded: "What about Taixu Sect?"


    Chen Shouxing''s expression changed slightly. He turned his head and saw a monk with sword light and a majestic weapon not far away.


    "The elder of the sword Taoist in Taixu Sect, Xunziyou."


    Xunziyou''s expression was calm and his eyes were sharp.


    Chen Shouxing''s expression couldn''t help but become solemn.


    The Gu family is not bad. Master Gu is just a branch of the Gu family and has little say.


    But the elder of the Taixu Sect in front of me was completely different in weight.


    What''s more, ink painting is the leader of the formation of Taixu Sect, and its significance to Taixu Sect is self-evident.


    He is missing, and Taixu Sect must have an explanation.


    Chen Shouxing frowned and said, "I don''t know what Elder Xun wants to do?"


    Xun Ziyou slowly said, "I will go down the mine with you to rescue my disciples from Taixu Sect."


    According to the ancestor''s instructions, he wanted to protect the ink painting in secret.


    On the jade pendant that was matched with the Taixu Liangyi Lock, the ink painting''s energy has always been very safe, so Xun Ziyou didn''t care.


    But now that the ink painting has continued, and I don’t know where I went, Xun Ziyou became a little anxious.


    Although there are no signs of danger on the jade pendant for the time being.


    But if the ink painting really encounters a crisis, then he is too far away to help, and if the ink painting fails, it will be a big trouble.


    Therefore, he must at least be closer to the ink painting so that he can feel more at ease.


    Chen Shouxing looked cold.


    Xun Ziyou’s request is actually reasonable.


    But no outsiders can be allowed to enter the Shen family''s mine... Chen Shouxing shook his head and refused coldly, "I can''t agree to Elder Xun''s request."


    Xun Ziyou was a little surprised, but behind him was as deep as water.


    The atmosphere was a little tense for a while.


    Master Gu knew that such a stalemate was not a solution, so he bowed and said, "Elder Chen, Young Master Ling has also been kidnapped. If he delays this, he may..."