Above the grave mountain, the burning corpse formation was burning with flames.
Except for the little zombies, all the walking zombies, iron corpses, and corpses, including the corpse king, must be completely refined in the corpse burning array to bring about evil consequences.
There are too many zombies, so most of the burned ashes will be buried together.
The Lu family was confiscated and fell apart.
Among the iron corpses, no one inquired about the elders of the Lu family. They buried them casually after burning them. They simply set up a tomb. Not only did no one worship them, but they were even despised. Every time a monk from Nanyue City passed by, they would spit a few times.
Some foundation-building monks from other families or sects will be claimed and buried in their own ancestral tombs after being burned.
The ashes and ink paintings of the elders of Xiaolingyin Sect have been solemnly collected and buried, and will be handed over to Teacher Yan to be buried well.
After learning the Lingshu Formation by himself, he was also regarded as receiving the favor of the Xiaoling Yin Sect.
So I also want to do my best.
The corpse burning formation lasted for more than ten days. All the walking corpses and iron corpses were burned, and in the end, only the corpse king was left.
But the corpse king cannot be burned.
Although the formation used to refine the corpse king in the Burning Corpse Restoration Formation is a second-grade formation with flames frozen and almost melted iron, it still cannot do anything to the corpse king.
The corpse king closed his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, and was in the surging flames, allowing the fire to burn it. His body was dark red in copper, but there was no trace of burning.
After a few days, the corpse king's body remained the same and the fire was not invaded.
Yang Jishan frowned.
Everyone looked solemn.
The monk who knew the inside story was even more shocked.
The Corpse King is the deceased of the evil of Tao, and it has hope to transform into the evil of Tao, which is very difficult.
Now it surrenders to Mohua and loses the qualification to be promoted to the evil of Tao. It sleeps temporarily, but if it is not killed, it is hard for anyone to say whether there will be any changes in the future.
Yang Jishan and others tried various methods again.
Spiritual weapons, spells, talismans, and other second-grade formations with greater power, but at most they can only hurt the flesh of the corpse king and cannot be completely burned.
There was no way, Yang Jishan could only find ink paintings, wanting to see if there was any solution for ink paintings.
Daoting was responsible for the corpse burning formation, and Mo Hua did not ask much about it.
He just controlled the corpse king and walked into the corpse burning formation, and ignored everything else.
At this time, Yang Jishan asked him, and Mo Hua went to see it specially.
Above the grave mountain, the flames are as bright as the sea.
The corpse king was immersed in the sea of ​​fire, burned by flames, and his body was not damaged.
Mo Hua also frowned, a little confused.
Logically speaking, with the power of the second-grade formation, after refining for so long, even if the corpse king is a copper corpse, it will be refined into a pool of "copper water".
Mo Hua let go of his spiritual sense to sense it. After a moment, he realized that there seemed to be a trace of vague Taoist ecstasy wrapped around the body of the corpse king.
The bronze corpse cannot resist the incineration of the corpse burning array.
But this corpse king is not only a copper corpse, but also a corpse king.
This silk Taoist connotation is similar to the Taoist connotation of the earth that I perceived before ink painting.
But it is deformed, mutated, cruel, and evil.
This is the distorted "Tao Yuan" of Taoist evil.
It is also the root of the evil deeds.
This twisted Taoist aggregate makes the body of the corpse king unable to be refined, and at the same time it also breeds the corpse king's independent consciousness.
When the ink painting clearly felt this silk Taoist connotation, the corpse king suddenly opened his eyes.
Its eyes became dark and empty, looking at the ink painting coldly.
At the same time, a fierce phantom appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness of Mo Hua.
This phantom is both a corpse king and not exactly a corpse king.
Its body was wrapped with a faint, mysterious and terrifying aura, with deep hatred and full of hatred.
This is the aura of Taoist evil.
It seems that the ink painting has died prematurely, and he feels resentful.
The ink painting is happy and unafraid, looking at it calmly.
The "Corpse King" touched Mo Hua's gaze, and suddenly there was a bit of a harsh look on the inside. There was a deep fear in his resentful expression.
It was like a fierce servant who wanted to devour the master, but the ill-intentionedness that was hidden was discovered by the master again.
So under the ferocity, there is cowardice hidden.
Mo Hua knew it in his heart.
The Corpse King surrendered to himself, and the silk Taoist connotation on the Corpse King naturally feared himself.
It wants to eat the Lord.
Only the Lord Devouring can the Tao aggregate grow and the Corpse King become a Taoist evil.
But as long as it cannot eat its master, it can only obey its own orders!
Since you have to listen to yourself, it will be easy.
Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold and his voice was cold. He ordered irresistible:
"Go to die."
Yang Jishan and others were trembling when they heard this.
And the corpse king's eyes showed even more horror.
If the king asks his minister to die, the minister has to die!
While the ink painting commanded, the Taoist in the corpse king's body turned into a fierce corpse shadow, with red eyes and hideous faces, twisted, roaring, and roaring.
But no matter how unwilling it or how struggled, the rules of the Dao were, they must die at the order of Mo Hua.
Its figure gradually dimmed, and the aura of Taoist evil gradually disappeared.
At the same time, the corpse king also roared, causing the corpse-burning array to surge into the sky. Then, in the shocked eyes, the flesh withered, the face collapsed, and was gradually turned into ashes by the raging fire...
The Corpse King is really dead...
The monks looked at the ink painting with a hint of fear.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Corpse, the corpse king who transformed into a demon, actually died because of a word from Mo Hua...
But everyone knows nothing about what happened.
They wanted to ask, but they were captured by Mo Hua's momentum that ordered the corpse king to die, so they didn't dare to ask.
Only the thin old man had a solemn look and showed a thoughtful look.
But no matter what, once the corpse king dies, the corpse trouble will be truly subsided.
This matter finally came to an end.
Everyone took a breath.
Over the years, after going through twists and turns, and after several changes, he wandered on the line of life and death, witnessing scenes of frightening and incredible scenes, now he can finally feel relieved and feel relieved.
The ink painting also breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and left quickly.
Just as I turned around, my heart suddenly beat.
There was a hunch in the dark.
It seemed as if something fierce was hanging on me.
This thing is deformed and violent, like a Taoist, but also extremely distorted, like the corpse king's evil thoughts, full of hatred, and eyeing him.
But once I sensed it, it was frightened again, without a trace, and I don’t know where it hid...
This feeling is exactly the same as the Taoist connotation of the evil transformation of the corpse king.
“But hasn’t it dissipated?”
Ink painting is puzzled.
It is related to the evil of Taoism, and ink painting has to be more cautious.
When he went back, he went to ask Mr. Zhuang for advice.
"Master, the dead evil spirit seems to have entangled me..."
Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised, but not surprised. He lay on the bamboo chair and said leisurely:
"If you destroy its opportunity, it cannot achieve the evil of Tao, so you will naturally hate you, so the Tao aggregate is integrated into your cause and effect."
"Integrate in cause and effect?"
I don't understand the ink painting.
Mr. Zhuang explained:
"Everything in the world has cause and effect. Every grass, a tree, a drink, and a peck cannot escape the category of cause and effect."
Mo Hua felt that Mr. Zhuang seemed to understand what he said, but he was still confused when he thought about it carefully.
Mr. Zhuang sighed: "Don't think too complicatedly. Cause and effect are a kind of law of the great way. All things have their own laws. This is cause and effect."
"The same is true for people."
"Man's past, what he does, what he thinks, is composed of a cycle of cause and effect."
"And everything in a person's past constitutes the cause, and everything in the future is the result formed based on the cause of the past."
"So cause and effect also constitute human destiny."
"The fate of the past is established and unchanging, but the fate of the future has changed according to the fate of the past..."
Ink painting seemed to have some insights and nodded.
Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting, and his eyes revealed some hope, "It's good that you know the cause and effect matters now, it's useless to think too much..."
"In the future, you will have stronger spiritual consciousness, more experience, and have a broader experience. You will have a more thorough understanding of the great way, formation, and everything, and then study it..."
Mo Hua couldn't help asking: "Master, is the 'cause and effect' really useful?"
Mr. Zhuang said: "It can be useless, but it can also be of great use. It all depends on how much you can understand."
Mo Hua turned her eyes and asked:
"Master, is that evil in harmony with cause and effect a good thing or a bad thing?"
"It's not a good thing." Mr. Zhuang said.
Mo Hua felt a stern in her heart.
"But it's not a bad thing." Mr. Zhuang said again.
Mo Hua opened her mouth and couldn't help but mutter:
"Master, you said this, it's the same as if you didn't..."
Mr. Zhuang tapped Mo Hua's head gently and said with a smile:
"In this world, everything has pros and cons, and good fortune depends on each other, and there are no absolute good or bad things."
"Then what should I do?" Mo Hua asked.
Mr. Zhuang said calmly: "Just keep your mind calm, stick to the mind of Tao, don't worry, don't be afraid, don't even think about it. When your spiritual sense is strong, everything will be solved..."
Mo Hua's eyes lit up, remembering what Mr. Zhuang had said before:
"The heart of Tao is clear and the divine thoughts are strong, and all evil will not invade... Is that true, Master?"
Mr. Zhuang nodded with relief.
Ink painting is now relieved.
But he didn't notice that Mr. Zhuang's eyes were a little solemn and his expression was a little solemn.
When Mo Hua stood up to say goodbye, Mr. Zhuang suddenly said:
"Ink painting."
Mo Hua looked at Mr. Zhuang with some confusion.
Mr. Zhuang paused for a moment before asking:
"How did this evil Taoist aggregate blend into your cause and effect?"
Mo Hua thought about it and said truthfully:
"It seems...I ordered it to die. It died, but it didn't die completely, and I hated me..."
Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly stagnant, and his fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled, and he couldn't help but feel a little suffocated in his heart.
"Order it...to die?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and said worriedly, "Master, are there any trouble?"
Mr. Zhuang's eyes were closed and he smiled faintly:
"It doesn't matter, just remember what I said to you just now."
"Okay, Master!"
Since the master said it doesn’t matter, it should be nothing.
Mo Hua left happily with a relaxed look.
After Mo Hua left, Mr. Zhuang sighed deeply and frowned.
The old Puppet appeared and sighed softly:
"I'm so brave..."
Mr. Zhuang did not refute for the first time, but nodded in agreement:
"Yes, I'm too brave..."
He actually ordered the evil to die...
The ignorant is fearless.
The key is that this evil is really to die after listening to him...
Mr. Zhuang said helplessly:
"The Corpse King is not considered a traitor. Letting the Corpse King kneel down is just a big cause and effect. But now he ordered the Demon to die in person, which is equivalent to swallowing this great cause and effect into his stomach. He is really... bold..."
Old Kuang looked at Mr. Zhuang with contempt, "Aren't you still very proud before? You know you regret it? What should you do now?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed.
The cause and effect he calculated was that when the corpse king was subdued, everything was over.
Unexpectedly, there was something wrong with the end.
If he had known this, he would have put his composure on his face and not put on an expert airs. He would give Mo Hua more advice and let him care less about his own business.
The cremation of the corpse king will bring headaches to people on Daoting.
Puppet old frowned again and said:
"However, even if the evil of Tao is integrated into cause and effect, it doesn't matter. It's not a true evil of Tao, it's just a twisted aura."
"The problem lies here..."
Mr. Zhuang sighed, "Mo Hua follows the path of 'the divine consciousness'. In the future, the divine consciousness is strong enough and the understanding of heaven and earth is deep enough, and he will inevitably develop his own Taoist aggregate."
"But there is a breath of evil that is entangled in cause and effect."
"What he raised may not be the Tao Yuan, but... the 'Tao evil' that he raised with his flesh and blood..."
As soon as these words were spoken, Old Pu’s face turned a little pale.
Body turns into a demon!
Then he is really a demon who is even more terrifying than a demonic Taoist.
Old Kuai frowned and said, "The child's mind and nature of Mo Hua are pure and clear, so it shouldn't be like this."
"It seems like this now..." Mr. Zhuang slowly lay down, his eyes unstable, "But who can tell the future exactly?"
"Especially... he is still young now and can still have no distractions."
"But when he grows up in the future and sees too many things, he will inevitably be confused. If he changes his emotions and becomes a demon with just one thought, he will..."
Mr. Zhuang's voice gradually became inaudible.
Old Kuang raised his eyebrows, "You mean, the Bai family?"
Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows and did not say it clearly.
But both of them knew it well.
When two children are together day and night, they may be confused and confused, but the feelings they gradually arise clearly can be seen by the two elders.
"Bai Family..."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, a little disdainful, but there was deep fear in his eyes.
The expression of old Puppet was as cold as a knife.
The water from the Bai family is really bottomless...
Mr. Zhuang looked into the distance and sighed, "Mo Hua is a man of great affection. The more he is, the more he is, the more he is injured. Even if there is no little girl, parents and friends, if there is an accident, it will probably change his temperament..."
Old Kuai frowned, looked at Mr. Zhuang, and shook his head and said:
"I don't think so. Although this child is upright, he is not the kind of straightforward temperament. He is clever and occasionally has bad habits. He is thoughtful and knows how to adapt. He should not be able to get to this point."
"I hope this is the case..." Mr. Zhuang sighed.
"Don't you explain this to him clearly?" asked Mr. Kuang.
"It's useless if it's clear..." Mr. Zhuang shook his head.
"If the matter of Taoist evil and Taoist accumulation is clear, it will make him look forward to it, mess up his thoughts and ruin his mood."
"It's better to let him believe that the Taoist heart is clear and all evil will not invade. He is focused and tempers his spiritual thoughts. It is possible that all evil will be invaded..."
"Anyway, what he wants to do is the same. He cultivates his spiritual consciousness to the extreme without any worries, and it is easier to move forward."
Old Puppet nodded slightly.
Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes and pondered. After a moment, he remembered something and opened his eyes and said:
"And, this may not be a bad thing..."
Puppet Lao had a heart-to-heart relationship and said slowly:
"You mean, the devil?"
The devil Taoist, the devil Taoist who practices the devil Taoist.
It cannot be thought of, imagined, and even more so, its name cannot be mentioned.
But Mr. Kuo was not scruples and called him the Taoist name "The Strange Taoist", but there was no trace of strangeness around him.
Mr. Zhuang nodded and said with deep eyes:
"The evil of Tao has physical and spiritual."
"The Corpse King is the embryo of Taoist evil. After the body is destroyed, the spirit dies, and the remaining Taoist evil aura is integrated into cause and effect."
"The evil of Taoism at the level of cause and effect is almost immortal and is extremely difficult to deal with."
"Even to my senior brother, it's the same."
"But it's a little different about ink painting."
"Although some fate is true, he relied on his own ability to surrender to Dao's evil and ordered Dao's evil to die."
"Mo Hua is the master of Taoist evil."
"The evil of Tao is hidden in the cause and effect of ink painting, and it must still have a backlash. It tries every means to devour the master, but as long as it cannot devour the master, it must protect the master!"
"So, this is a sharp sword."
"The sword blade is facing inward, which may destroy the Taoist connotation of the ink painting, but the sword blade is facing outward, which is really possible, so that the ink painting can be in cause and effect, and all evil will not invade!"
"Because there are the most evil and evil evil in his destiny!"
"The evil of Tao is extremely evil, so all evil is not invaded!"
Mr. Zhuang's eyes are sharp.
Old Kuang was also shocked.
If this is true, then Mo Hua, a young monk who looks inconspicuous, is truly a great horror in the calculation of Tianji.
His causality and destiny, hidden evil, is a huge abyss that cannot be seen, calculated, or violated!
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Chapter completed!