Chapter 966 Mine


    The four great golden elixir masters are killed by themselves and are temporarily abolished.


    The fisherman Xuan gained profits and obtained the dragon vein.


    Then he handed the dragon vein to Mo Hua very casually and naturally.


    Mo Hua ran away with the dragon vein in his arms.


    For a moment, everyone was stunned.


    Young Master Xuan was even more angry, and almost vomited blood in his chest, screaming, "Little Devil! I''ll kill you!"


    Ink painting runs faster.


    "Stop!" Mr. Xuan roared.


    Mo Hua''s body has already begun to carry afterimages.


    Mr. Xuan''s eyes were so angry that they turned into a **** light, like a human skin that was torn and deformed. With a very strange body technique, he rushed towards Mo Hua.


    The ink painting is good at dodging, moving in a square inch, and sprinting in a straight line is not good.


    What''s more, he only suffered from his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building.


    So, in a few breaths, Mr. Xuan caught up with him.


    The fishy wind suddenly broke out, and Mr. Xuan looked ferocious. He stretched out his pale palm to grab the ink painting. He saw that he had already grasped his hand, but the next moment, the water flashed, and the ink painting turned into a ball of water mist and disappeared. When it appeared again, it was several feet away.


    Mr. Xuan was so angry that he cursed.


    He could only grab it again, but at this moment, the wind was howling behind his head, and a pair of sledgehammers were swinging towards his head with huge force.


    Mr. Xuan lowered his head and avoided him. Yu Guang saw another piece of sword tip, which was thorned against his face.


    Mr. Xuan swung the blood sword, picked the sword open, then took a few steps back, transformed his remaining strength, and then stood still.


    Looking up again, the two big men were already protecting Mo Hua.


    It was Fan Jin and Master Gu.


    The two of them did not inherit the inheritance, and they had the disadvantage of their natal magic weapons, and the battle situation in the late stage of the Jindan and the peak, so they could only keep their thoughts on Mo Hua.


    The process of ink painting "grabbing" the dragon vein was too dramatic, and the two of them were stunned for a while, and they didn''t react at the first time.


    At this time, when they saw Mr. Xuan, they chased Mo Hua and kept taking action. The two of them worked together to force Mr. Xuan to retreat.


    Although the two of them are not as good as Mr. Xuan, they are both monks who have been working hard in the world of cultivation for many years. They are rich in experience and are not so easy to deal with.


    At this time, the two were like two doors, blocking in front of Mo Hua and Xuan Gongzi.


    When it comes to "hard power", the ink painting in the foundation-building realm is naturally not the opponent of the Xuan Gongzi in the Jindan realm. But now that there are supporters, he doesn''t need to run away.


    Mo Hua held the dragon vein and looked at Mr. Xuan, with an unconcealed smile on his eyebrows.


    Young Master Xuan was about to burst into anger, and he felt a little unbelievable in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said:


    "You didn''t fall into my Taoist heart demon?"


    Mo Hua shook her head in her heart.


    "This young master Xuan is so tender. I haven''t recovered it yet. It''s not a problem that I don''t have the middle-level heart to plant demons, but that he has been influenced by my heart to plant demons, which has affected his cognition and judgment."


    At this level, what kind of learning is the Taoist heart to plant demons?


    If you really meet your master, I am afraid that for a moment, I won’t know who you are...


    But the truth is more hurtful.


    And it is easy to stimulate him, make him lose his mind and become a mad dog.


    Mo Hua looked like he didn''t understand very much, "I didn''t know, I woke up in a daze, and then you gave me the dragon vein."


    The word "given" is very biting.


    If you don’t steal or rob, you will be given by others.


    Looking at Mo Hua''s innocent and shameless appearance, Mr. Xuan was so angry that he almost bit his teeth into pieces.


    "Give me the dragon vein."


    "No." Mo Hua put the dragon vein in his arms, "If you give it to me, that''s mine."


    Mr. Xuan was anxious, but Master Gu and Fan Jin protected the ink paintings. He had no choice but to say angrily:


    "It''s useless for you to keep this dragon vein, give it to me..."


    "Why is it useless?" Mo Hua said.


    Mr. Xuan was suppressed and explained patiently:


    "This is a dragon. The dragon has a rebellious nature and is not something that ordinary people can control."


    "The dragon vein of the Great Wilderness cannot be held by the royal descendants of the Great Wilderness. The inheritance in the dragon vein cannot be understood without the royal bloodline."


    "You are weeping the bloodline of an ordinary monk. The dragon vein will not recognize you, and you will not be able to learn the inheritance of the Great Wilderness."


    Mo Hua was unhappy, "Do you look down on me?"


    "It''s not that you look down on you..." Mr. Xuan said, "This is a problem of bloodline. No matter how strong your ability, how high your understanding, and how good your talent are, you can''t do it."


    "This is all destined. If you can''t change your background, your parents, you can''t change your bloodline."


    "Oh..." Mo Hua said.


    "So," Mr. Xuan said in a gentle tone, "Give me the dragon vein, it''s useless for you to keep such a great cause and effect..."


    "No," Mo Hua still shook his head, "I keep it if it''s useless. It''s a dragon vein, so it''s a collection, and it''s a family heirloom."


    One day when he goes home, he can bring the dragon veins back to open his eyes to his parents.


    Let his parents know that their son was the one who stole the dragon vein.


    Besides, this is the dragon vein, how could it be really useless?


    A person who is unable to learn the Taoist heart and see the demons in the world still wants to deceive himself?


    Mr. Xuan was almost angry. This kid looked like a simple little boy, but in fact he was a shameless hob. He could not make any comments.


    Since that''s the case, he had to **** it.


    Mr. Xuan looked around, looked at the situation, and said to Elder Xiong Fu: "Elder Xiong, help me. After the matter is done, I will cultivate into the mysterious demon fetus. After I have obtained the dragon vein, I will pass on your Great Wilderness Dragon Map."


    The late stage of these golden elixirs were all seriously injured.


    Chen Shouxing, who was at the peak of the golden elixir, was even more retaliated by the dragon vein, and his arm was ruined, suppressing the raging dragon energy in his body with all his might.


    The only better one is Elder Xiong Fu.


    He just broke his palm.


    As a demon cultivator, his blood and energy are repaired relatively quickly, and the injuries on his pure physical body are not that serious.


    Elder Xiong Fu thought for a moment and stood in front of Mr. Xuan.


    He has a burly and ferocious figure, half of his body bear pattern and half of his body snake pattern. Under the entanglement of demonic power, he has a forceful aura.


    Master Gu and Fan Jin felt that the pressure doubled and their scalp was slightly numb.


    The injured late-stage great demon cultivator of the Jindan stage is not something they can deal with. They can only grit their teeth, hold the magic weapon in their hands tightly, and do their best.


    At this moment, Mo Hua sneered and said to the Xiong Ju demon cultivator: "Idiot, you don''t know if you have been cheated." Elder Xiong Ju was annoyed by Mo Hua''s foundation-building monk, and he was still a little rational, so he said coldly: "What did you say?"


    Mo Hua said: "He said everything, things like dragon veins are not descendants of the Great Desert, and it is useless to take them."


    "You can only give them to him if you break your promise, you have no way to do it."


    "If he breaks his promise, I will kill him." Elder Xiong Ju said coldly.


    Mo Hua sneered, "He is the direct line of Xuanmo Sect, and he is protected by his ancestor. If you kill him, you will face the pursuit of Xuanmo Sect in the future. Have you really thought about it?"


    Elder Xiong Fu silently.


    Mo Hua said again: "And, there is another one..."


    ?


    Young Master Xuan was angry and sneered, "You guy, what are you talking nonsense?"


    ?


    Elder Xiong Fu frowned and reflected on his heart. He felt that the words of Mo Hua seemed to make some sense.


    Since Mr. Xuan has planted a demon for himself, he naturally cannot trust him.


    But...


    Elder Xiong Fu looked at Mo Hua and said suspiciously:


    “Young Master Xuan’s words cannot be believed, but you are also slick, so I cannot believe it.”


    “What’s more, you are still a disciple of Taixu Sect, and you are from the same lineage as the one named Xun.”


    “I have many grudges with Taixu Sect, and I will kill the people from Taixu Sect sooner or later.”


    Mo Hua looked puzzled, “What’s the relationship between your grudges with Taixu Sect and me, a little disciple in the foundation-building realm?”


    “I have just built the foundation. What’s the grudges with you? What kind of grudges can I have with you?”


    Elder Xiong Fu was stunned.


    This is true...


    The Wan Yao Valley was the elder of the Jian Cultivation surnamed Xun, who led a group of Jindan monks to wipe out it.


    The Demon Sect in Yanluoshan was also the one who took the lead and joined forces with the Dao Tingsi to encircle and suppress it.


    This is the decision of the upper level of Taixu Sect, and it was carried out by the backbone elder of Jindan.


    As for ordinary foundation-building disciples, they study in the sect every day, which has nothing to do with this matter. In fact, they have been implicated and suffered undesirable disasters... Elder Xiong Fu nodded slightly.


    But he never thought that the "culprits" of the Wan Yao Valley and Yan Luoshan were the "culprits" of hatred in front of him, who looked innocent but had a lot of bad water.


    Mo Hua noticed that Elder Xiong Fu''s defenses were loosened, and immediately said: "There is priority for the matter. You can calculate the hatred between you and my Taixu Sect later. It is urgent to get some benefits and get what you really want."


    Prince Xiong Fu frowned, "Do you know what I want?"


    Prince Xiong Fu nodded, "You want the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation Diagram, I can help you."


    Prince Xiong Fu sneered.


    Mo Hua pointed to the demonic patterns on his body and said: "In order to increase the demonic power, you forced two powerful demonic patterns to sew them together."


    "In this way, the mad python and Xiong Biao hybridize, and the demonic power is strong, but these two formations are essentially split and have a huge load on your body."


    "So, you have to use dragon patterns to suppress these two types of demonic patterns, and turn from pythons into dragons, and turn from dragons into dragons..."


    "This matter is not that simple. There is no formation master who is proficient in the Four Symbols Formation to help, let alone transform from dragons into dragons, you can''t solve the conflict between pythons and bear patterns."


    "Elder Xiong Biao was shocked and said, "Are you still proficient in the Four Symbols Formation?"


    Mo Hua said reservedly: "It''s okay, understand a little." Elder Xiong Fu thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Impossible, how could you be proficient in the Four Symbol Formation..."


    He knew some of the origins of the Four Symbol Formation, and knew that these Four Symbol Formation were not something outsiders could learn at will.


    Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "Dazhui point, Fengmen point, and Xinshu point are often tingling on your back?"


    Elder Xiong Fu''s face changed.


    Mo Hua saw blood in a flash and said, "This is the result of your failure to understand the formation, and you forcibly merge the python pattern array and the bear pattern array, so that the array pivots are misaligned and the array pattern conflicts."


    Elder Xiong''s eyelids twitched. He knew that the little disciple in front of him had really some tricks, so he gradually stopped doubting.


    Mr. Xuan endured for a long time, and finally said, "Elder Xiong, don''t be deceived by this kid."


    Mo Hua said: "You are just lying to others. At least I am not like you. I will tell others about my heart and plant demons. I have always told the truth."


    Ink painting is spoken with confidence.


    Mr. Xuan is in a disadvantaged way, and he can''t even say that ink paintings are in fact.


    Elder Xiong looked at the deep-minded Young Master Xuan and the righteous Mo Hua. After weighing the pros and cons, he turned around silently and stood in front of Mo Hua again.


    In this way, the situation reversed again.


    The situation is in the hands of Mo Hua again.


    Mr. Xuan''s face turned pale for a moment.


    Mo Hua looked at him silently, thinking that he would kill Mr. Xuan first.


    This young master Xuan is very scheming and has strange methods. In addition, he is a descendant of Xuansan people. With this cause and effect, you can consider killing first.


    But he thought about it for a while and felt that the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation was the most important.


    Moreover, there is not much time left...


    "Shut Shen Tu Ao for me, I will copy the dragon patterns on his body..."


    Mo Hua told Elder Xiong Ju, then turned his head and saw that Mr. Xuan was ready to move and didn''t know what trick he wanted to play, Mo Hua warned him:


    "I won''t attack you for the time being, but don''t be too greedy."


    "We''ll leave after copying the dragon pattern. If you have something to do, let''s talk about it later."


    "Don''t forget, there is still an evil fetus in this tomb, that''s the big guy."


    The second elder used his life to temporarily isolate the perception of the evil fetus, but it was only one hour.


    Now, it’s less than half an hour to spend the rest of the time.


    "If you have another trouble, you will delay time and wake up the evil fetus, and everyone will die."


    "The third-grade peak evil fetus, it''s useless if your ancestor comes." Mo Hua said coldly.


    Mr. Xuan looked unhappy, but he was quite afraid of it, and he really didn''t dare to take any action.


    Then Elder Xiong Fu followed Mo Hua''s instructions and suppressed Shen Tu Ao.


    Shen Tu Ao was seriously injured and dying and could not resist.


    But ink painting is not very brave to take risks.


    These demon cultivators are all cunning old evil people. Who knows whether they are really seriously injured or pretending to be seriously injured.


    Therefore, let Elder Xiong Fu calm him down is also for insurance.


    Xunziyou''s breathing adjustment has recovered a little until now. Seeing this, he stood by Mo Hua with a sword in order to prevent anyone from harming Mo Hua.


    And ink painting went through a lot of hardships and finally saw the real dragon picture.


    On Shen Tuao''s back, there was a majestic and hideous blue dragon picture composed of ancient patterns.


    Gather the strengths of all demons and blend into the shape of a dragon.


    Borrow the power of the dragon vein to manifest the dragon energy.


    Because it resonates with the dragon vein, it washes away the demonic energy and assimilates the demonic pattern. This evil dragon formation has "turned back to justice" and officially becomes the orthodox Four Symbols Qinglong formation in the Great Wilderness.


    This is Mr. Tu, the method of "all demons raising dragons" that he has worked hard.


    The natal formation diagram of the ink painting finally came to an end.


    And when you get closer, it seems that the Four Symbols Qinglong Formation is a perfect array with a second-grade twenty-one pattern.


    The dragon pattern of the Great Wilderness is inherited by the royal family.


    Still the Four Symbols Formation!


    The ink painting had a bright gaze, and he couldn''t hide his excitement. He immediately took out the jade slip and began to copy the four-syllable Qinglong formation without stopping.


    Copying the array diagram is not a simple matter. You must have a deep formation background in order to truly restore the original image exactly and copy and record it.


    What''s more, this is still a decisive formation, which is even more difficult.


    Ink painting has a focused look, and its spiritual thoughts are like a pen, and its pen moves like a dragon and a snake.


    The complete Four Symbols Qinglong Array also had one pattern after another, and was engraved on the jade slip in his hand without any fault.


    But as I painted, a ominous premonition gradually surged in the heart of the ink painting.


    It seemed as if something cold was approaching him little by little.


    What...


    Mo Hua frowned, and his heart suddenly jumped. The warning suddenly came to an end. He immediately looked up and said with a gloomy look:


    "Elder Xun, be careful!"


    Xun Ziyou didn''t notice what was going on. Seeing Mo Hua look up, he didn''t know what he saw, and his face changed drastically. With years of experience, he subconsciously drew out his long sword and slashed upwards.


    The sound of the sword edge and the bones intertwined.


    Xunziyou pulled the ink painting behind him, then floated back several feet away before looking up.


    At this glance, his pupils couldn''t help shrinking.


    On the golden beam of the hall, there was a pale limbs, half human and half demon, with a deformed face, like a "human demon".


    Others also noticed it and their expressions changed drastically.


    "What''s it?!"


    The pale demon smiled, blood oozing out of the skin, turning into blood mist, spreading around.


    Mo Hua felt a trembling heart when he saw the blood mist. Only then did he realize that the psychedelic blood mist that Prince Xuan spread in order to plant demons in order to make a heart of Taoism was not all his own means.


    Some of the blood mists are actually the blood of this human demon.


    This human demon has been in this hall for a long time.


    It bewitched in secret and seduced everyone to fight for the dragon vein.


    "Just... why no one noticed it?"


    Ink painting frowned.


    As the blood mist filled, the pale demon gradually lost its trace and disappeared into everyone''s perception.


    The spiritual consciousness swept over and there was nothing left.


    This time, not only ink paintings, but also a layer of dark clouds in the hearts of the Jindan monks.


    This pale demon is not only terrifying, but also weird everywhere.


    Everyone let go of their spiritual senses, scanned the surroundings, and were on guard, but there was still no human and demon.


    At this moment, a golden light flashed deep in Mo Hua''s eyes, and she immediately saw through a sinister blood shadow.


    "Elder Xiong, behind you!"


    Elder Xiong Ju immediately became alert. Almost instantly, his arm turned into a python and swung it backwards.


    The python seemed to have bitten something, but its flesh was very hard and could not bite it at all.


    And soon, the pale demon broke free.


    While it broke free, Mo Hua immediately turned sideways and hid behind Xunziyou.


    In just one breath, a dead white arm was indeed poked out from the blood shadow and grabbed the place where he was standing.


    But the ink painting is like "predicting the unknown", and it is avoided in advance.


    It caught nothing.


    Xun Ziyou''s long sword was handed over immediately.


    The sword edge slashed on the dead white arm, and a long blood mark was drawn. The monster roared and jumped into the air, but disappeared again.


    The golden eyes of the ink painting, with majesty, scanned the surroundings and peered at the traces of the evil demons.


    After a while, Mo Hua pointed his finger and a fireball broke out of the air and flew to Fan Jin''s side.


    Fan Jin quickly dodged away, while Xun Ziyou cooperated and slashed with a sword.


    The fireball exploded, and a deformed figure exploded. Then the sword energy hit its body. The pale demon took a few steps back, his eyes were scarlet, staring at Mo Hua, and his voice said with a torn sound:


    "Little kid, who are you?"


    Why can we detect its existence?


    Why can we see through its attack?


    Mo Hua did not answer, but began to condense the fireball technique at his fingertips again.


    The pale demon''s deformed face was like a pieced together by a dead person, becoming more and more ugly, but after a moment, the anger on its face disappeared, and replaced by a strange smile.


    The pale demon slowly opened his mouth and spit out his scarlet tongue. This tongue, like a blood spear, stabbed into the distance.


    Ink painting instantly understood its intention, and immediately hopped wildly on his forehead and shouted:


    "Stop it!"


    Elder Xiong Fu was unclear and his movements were half a beat slower.


    Master Gu and Fan Jin do not have the strength, so they can''t stop him even if they want to.