The Taoist heart planted demons?!
"Senior Brother, is this to... kill the weeds?!"
Bai Qingcheng's heart trembled.
What a cruel heart!
At this time, other digital Yuhua real people rushed over.
Although Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were told not to walk around, they couldn't help but follow him in their concerns.
They all saw the ink painting.
I saw Mo Hua's strange expression, dark and empty pupils, tender face, and weird spirit.
Situ Zhenren's eyes were shocked:
"Deep seeds of demonic thoughts!"
How long has this little monk been in contact with the demonic Taoist?
Why are such a deep demonic thought planted?
And this silhouette of demons...
There was a trace of the aura of the original demon species...
Situ Zhenren was shocked.
How deep is the cause and effect of the demonic Taoist and this little monk? He even planted such a deep demonic thought and completely killed this little monk?!
The other Yuhua real people also looked solemn.
"Senior Situ, what should I do?"
"This little monk is carrying a demonic species..."
"To avoid spreading, the disaster is endless. Should we... get rid of it first?"
There was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
Bai Zixi's eyes turned cold and she said with a crisp voice:
"Who dares?!"
The crowd of Yuhua was shocked, and was captured by Bai Zixi's aura. She was a little stunned, and then she was a little angry.
They have a profound cultivation level and are both ancestors of each school. When was they so rudely offended by a little girl in the Qi Refining Realm?
Everyone looked at Bai Zixi with a bad face.
Bai Zisheng stood in front of Bai Zixi and said angrily: "Who dares to bully my sister? Who touched my junior brother?"
"Irregular boy! You..."
A real person named Yuhua was furious and wanted to scold him immediately, but was pulled by the person next to him.
When he turned his head, he saw Bai Qingcheng, whose face was as cold as frost and his eyes were like swords, and quietly swallowed the words...
The Bai family and this Bai Zhenren are also unable to afford to offend him.
These two children are the legendary Tianling roots.
Don't bully the young man and be poor...
You can't be angry for a moment, and disaster comes from your mouth and cause trouble for yourself.
But this little monk must not ignore it...
"Senior Situ, look..."
He threw the problem to Zhenren Situ.
Bai Qingcheng also looked at Situ Zhenren with a subtle look, but was obviously asking him if there was a way to save Mo Hua...
Situ Zhenren was in a dilemma.
Save...How can he save?
The demons of the Taoist heart of the demons are damaged by the Taoist heart, and the spiritual consciousness is damaged. There is no medicine to cure or help from others...
The best way is of course to short pain rather than long pain, kill it as soon as possible to avoid spreading the demonic thoughts...
But……
Zhenren Situ pulled his beard.
A young monk wants to kill him, but he really can't do anything.
If you don’t kill, you may suffer endless troubles.
And even if you want to kill, who will kill?
Although this child looks like he has no background or background, he is Mr. Zhuang’s disciple...
Although he looks like his spiritual roots are inferior and his qualifications are average, he is likely to be just a disciple who makes up the numbers, as long as it is related to Mr. Zhuang, there will be great cause and effect.
He didn't have the courage to really start killing...
What's more, if this child is really that simple, the demonic Taoist would not make any effort to plant demons with the heart of Tao, attack the world and kill a child in his teenage years old...
Bai Zhenren is right, the devilish Taoist must have intentions when acting.
There must be something strange about this matter.
Situ Zhenren frowned, looked at the ink painting again, and sighed helplessly:
"Although this child has a deep sense of demons, he seems to be not crazy, and his mind has not been completely lost. He is just refining his energy and has limited cultivation. No matter how hard he goes crazy, he can't kill anyone..."
"Look at me, let's trap this child first and see what's going on..."
If it really doesn't work, I can only kill the demonic thoughts in the cradle...
Zhenren Situ didn't say this clearly, but everyone knew it well.
Bai Qingcheng's eyes were slightly condensed and he sighed, "It's as what Senior Situ said."
She really had no choice but to use the Taoist heart to plant demons, so she could only find a way to drag it out first.
I hope this child in Mohua will be auspicious, good and bad luck will turn good...
The clear light of the universe of Zhenren Situ was used to light the lamp, so Bai Qingcheng sacrificed the beautiful mountain and river umbrellas and covered the ink paintings to isolate the breath of ink paintings.
It is to prevent the ink painting from going crazy and the demonic thoughts from spreading.
It is also to protect ink painting.
Around the ink painting, Situ Zhenren painted the God-Tenkle Formation in Xuanji Valley, and trapped the ink painting and the demon seeds of the ink painting and the ink Taoist man firmly in the middle to avoid any changes.
"Zisheng, Zixi, you guys go back first..." Bai Qingcheng said softly.
Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both shook their heads.
They want to stay here and guard their junior brother!
They promised the master to take good care of his junior brother!
Bai Qingcheng had no choice but to stay in front of Mo Hua with his two children.
"Junior brother..."
Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua's dark pupils, and her heart ached slightly. She pursed her lips tightly, and her face turned pale.
...
The ink painting was held under the umbrella of the beautiful mountains and rivers, quiet, no noise or noise.
The mysterious god-investing array was everywhere, which was isolated from his aura. His pupils were pitch black and his expression was a little dull, as if he was ignorant of everything.
But in the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua frowned.
He sensed a great horror.
A powerful, dark, weird, black and gray phantom suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness like misty ink.
Then, a vague and distorted figure gradually emerged.
His face was very strange, hazy, with blurry afterimage.
But his aura was extremely familiar.
You can know ink paintings without looking at them.
This man is his master.
He is also a real... a foolish Taoist!
Or, it is a trace of thought that is close to the origin!
The ink painting is a little nervous, but not panic.
Because the demonic Taoist at this time is still outside the boundary of his sea of ​​consciousness.
Between him and the intrigue Taoist, there is a huge scale, thousands of layers, complex and changeable, and as fine as a cocoon...
Mysterious Sky Array!
The bottleneck of Tianyan Jue is an obstacle to foundation building, but now it has become a natural barrier for Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, "rejecting the insulting Taoist people out".
The strange aura lingers, and the strange Taoist gradually appears from the virtual to the real.
As soon as he condensed, he looked up and saw thousands of formations lying between him and Mo Hua, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.
"Mysterious Sky Array?"
"How could it be... the Mysterious Sky Array?"
How could a mysterious formation be formed in the sea of ​​consciousness of a monk...
This was fundamentally beyond his expectations.
Through the mysterious sky formation, the mysterious Taoist looked at Mo Hua with deep eyes, with a hint of doubt in his expression.
Who set up this mysterious formation...?
Who has the ability to set up the mysterious formation in the sea of ​​consciousness of the monk?
What's the purpose?
The intriguing Taoist looked at the ink painting and frowned and thoughtful.
At a young age, one can manifest his spiritual thoughts...
The sea of ​​consciousness is tenacious, the spiritual consciousness is powerful...
If he can be accepted as a disciple by his junior brother, he must be outstanding.
There must be a huge secret in his sea of ​​consciousness...
Junior brother...
In order to cover up this secret, protect his little apprentice, and prevent me from spy on the truth, I tried my best to set up this mysterious formation...
He wanted to use this mysterious formation to keep the secret of his little disciple...
"I see……"
"His secret calculation is actually used here..."
"Used to... build the Mysterious Sky Array!"
The bigger the formation, the bigger the secret it covers...
The dark pupils of the intrigue were slightly trembling and their expressions were quite excited.
Mo Hua didn't know what he had come up with, but he knew that he was definitely not the opponent of this master who was a master who was in the world of devilish way, so he said:
"Master, you have also seen it. There is a large array between me and I can't get out, and you can't get in."
"I won't entertain you anymore. You should go and come back early..."
The intrigue Taoist sneered, "I want to stop me as much as the first-class mysterious sky formation? Junior brother, you underestimate me too much!"
Ink painting was stunned.
What does Master’s words mean is that he can solve the mystery of the Heavenly Formation?
But... this is the mysterious formation...
If you solve one formation after another, even if you are a master, you won’t have to do it for ten or eight years, but you will need it for one or two years…
Master, do you want to stay in your own sea of ​​consciousness and stop leaving?
I can't afford to treat him...
At this moment, Mo Hua's expression changed, and he looked closely and felt shocked.
The face of the demonic Taoist gradually blurred and distorted, turning into a strange shadow, and then the strange shadow gradually divided and turned into a series of alienated, virtual and black human forms.
These weird shadows spread everywhere and then began...
Erosion of the Mystery Sky Array!
Ink painting shocked.
What's this?
Is this... a demon of the Taoist heart?
No, not right...
According to the observation and understanding before ink painting, the so-called Taoist heart-seeding demon is essentially based on the use of divine thoughts, which is a special method.
I looked at the ink painting carefully.
Now in his sea of ​​consciousness, there is no external appearance, and everything presents the most original state of divine thought, so the ink painting can be seen clearly.
These differentiated shadows are derived from the divine algorithm...
"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things..."
The strange shadows after differentiation are not "eroding" the mysterious sky formation. They are essentially using the array patterns to generate and suppress, counteract each other's strength, and swallow each other...
So, they are essentially in...
Resolve the array!
The intrigue Taoist, in front of himself, was solving the puzzle heaven formation!
The basis of the array is the special trick algorithm...
Mo Hua eavesdropped on Uncle Bai and the old man named Situ talking about the master's spiritual algorithm, which is the same as the master, but each is different.
This magical algorithm is...
The secret of heaven is incredible!
In other words... Master, he is using the secrets of heaven to solve the bottleneck of his Tianyan Art - the Mysterious Heaven Array!
Mo Hua's heart was shocked and suddenly his mind moved.
this……
Is it also the Master's arrangement...
The master thought that he had solved the formation too slowly, so he asked his master to help him solve the formation and break the bottleneck of... foundation building!
I want to build a foundation earlier...
The heart is sore in the ink painting and the eyes are astringent.
“Master…”
Ink painting murmured.
Suddenly, his mind moved and he was stunned again.
No, it's not that simple...
The master’s purpose may be...not just to let the master help him solve the mystery and sky formation and break the bottleneck of foundation building, but also to let himself...
Learn the secrets of heaven and tricks?!
Mo Hua's heart trembled, and then he jumped up.
Learn to know your own tricks and know your enemy. In this way, you will not be confused when you meet your master and uncle in the future, and be controlled by others and lead by him...
Moreover, the secrets of heaven can solve the mystery of the Heavenly Great Formation!
Then, in the future, you can use the magic tricks of heaven to solve the mystery of the heavenly formation by yourself!
The ink painting is a little lost.
Master...has he considered himself so long...
Mo Hua was a little sad, and then she looked excited.
I must not let my master down!
You must follow the instructions of your master and study hard!
Learn all the family background of my uncle!
The eyes of the ink painting gradually became brighter and as bright as stars.
This is the best time to learn "Tianji Weiju"!
In his sea of ​​consciousness, the master did not shy away from it, divided his thoughts, and solved the puzzle of the Heavenly Array in front of him.
The Mysterious Sky Array contains tens of thousands of formations.
Unlocking one by one means solving tens of thousands of times...
Every time the demonic Taoist solves a formation, it is equivalent to using example formations to demonstrate how to master the magical secrets of heaven and use magical secrets of heaven to crack the formations of heaven!
Tens of thousands of times!
Even a fool in ink painting can understand a rough idea.
But he is not a fool.
He has extraordinary spiritual consciousness and is a disciple of Mr. Zhuang. He is proficient in the sci-fi, profound in the formation, and a thorough in the formation. He also understands the aisle and the ultimate formation.
I had been walking with the demonic Taoist before, and when I met the demonic heart, the demonic Taoist sealed the sky, it was equivalent to "previewing" in advance and having a basic understanding of the secrets and tricks of heaven.
Learn again at this time and you will get twice the result with half the effort.
The intrigue Taoist solved the puzzle heaven formation in front of him.
It is equivalent to bringing the rice directly to the ink screen...
Even so, it was fed directly into Mo Hua's mouth.
The ink painting was greatly energetic, and then he stared at the thoughts, "eroding" and cracking a pair of formations.
I have firmly imprinted these scenes in my mind, constantly remembering, comprehension, calculating, and reappearing...
Until the final integration.
Ink painting is hungry and thirsty, and learning is focused without distraction.
It was like a big cat falling into a fish compartment, feasting, wishing to fill up her belly...
...
The mysterious and sky formation is mysterious and complex, and the formation is numerous, so it is not easy to solve it.
Even the slander Taoist, based on the secrets of heaven, differentiate the strange thoughts, and erode the formation, must concentrate on it.
By chance, he raised his head and frowned when he saw Mo Hua.
This little thing looks... very strange...
He was tense with his little face, focused, not knowing what he was looking at, but not knowing what he was thinking about. Only in his eyes, the light flowed, as if he was "calculating" something...
But when I looked at it again, I found Mo Hua was nervous, as if she was "fearing".
The intrigue Taoist was stunned.
Is it an illusion...
How could a young monk in his teens calculate?
So how is it possible to learn the means of divine thoughts?
Even my amazing junior brother has to rely on the blood of heaven and man and the natural Taoist bones to achieve it...
What can this little thing do?
The wise Taoist's eyes were slightly cold.
"No matter what, as long as you break the mystery and sky formation and go to this little ghost's sea of ​​consciousness to see everything..."
"I know why junior brother hid this little disciple so deeply..."
The demonic Taoist's divine thoughts moved, and the strange aura swelled.
Many thoughts accelerate the "erosion" of the mysterious sky formation like a spiritual silk jade cocoon...
The formation patterns and the formations were completely eliminated under the mysterious calculations of the heavenly secrets.
The more the foolish Taoist understands, the more he reads ink paintings, the more he learns, the more he understands, the more he understands, the more he understands...
All kinds of strange ways and all kinds of changes can be seen.
The secrets of heaven are strange and the great way is floating and rising, all of which are filled with divine thoughts.
Time passes by little by little...
Knowing Overseas, Bai Qingcheng, Bai Zisheng, Bai Zixi and a group of Yuhuans were all waiting anxiously...
The ink painting is still quiet and the pupils are pitch black.
The situation did not worsen, but it did not improve at all.
In the sea of ​​consciousness, the intrigue Taoist is untied and the ink painting is learning...
I don't know how many days have passed.
The sea of ​​consciousness trembles in the ink painting, and the spiritual consciousness is clear.
The mysterious sky formation, thousands of formations and thousands of methods, were swept away, and all the fine and dense spiritual silks like silk cocoons were also dissolved.
The ink painting clearly noticed that it had entered the bottleneck of foundation building...it had dissipated!
And the strange aura in the sky condensed into a human figure again.
The intriguing Taoist took a step, walked into the sea of ​​consciousness of Mo Hua and stood in front of Mo Hua.
Before I had time to be happy, my eyes were fixed and my heart was filled with awesomeness.
This is the devilish Taoist...
This is the secret of heaven...
The complex and numerous mysterious formation was solved in this way...
I had to solve the formation that had been solved for several years or even ten years, but was unlocked by my "master"...
The insulting Taoist looked cold and raised his right hand lightly, and a bronze sword condensed.
It was the one that pierced Mr. Zhuang’s chest and stripped the Sumi Sword, which was born with Taoist bones.
The eyelids of the ink painting twitched.
Master... I really want to kill myself!
If the divine thoughts die, the divine consciousness will disappear, and even if the body is present, the body will still exist and the real body will die!
The devil Taoist showed murderous intent.
Mo Hua didn't talk nonsense, and raised his hand and shot the fireball technique directly at the fiery Taoist.
The intriguing Taoist Sumi sword swept away the fireball, eliminating the spell, but his expression showed a little surprise.
Spell manifestation...
Moreover, the power of the spell is quite impressive, which means that the power of the divine thoughts and the method of using this little thing are far stronger than that of ordinary foundation building.
Next, the ink painting continued to attack, and focused his mind, and the fiery red array pattern appeared, and then exploded.
The Earth Fire Formation exploded and the flames suddenly arose, and directly swallowed the demonic Taoist, but the same was true, and he could not hurt him at all.
But the intrigue Taoist was still stunned.
The formation manifests...
He looked at the ink painting and frowned.
Who taught him these things?
How old is he? Will he use these divine means?
No wonder my junior brother valued him...
I seemed to underestimate this little thing...
"However, the methods are still too immature..."
The insidious Taoist looked cold.
His demon species is just the peak of foundation building.
It is to hide from those monks of Yuhua and Jindan.
It is also to avoid that the demon seeds above the Golden Pill are too strong. Once they are planted and entered the sea of ​​consciousness, they may immediately break the sea of ​​consciousness of Mo Hua.
The sea of ​​consciousness is broken and Mo Hua dies, so he cannot get a glimpse of the truth.
It doesn't matter if this little devil dies, but the sea of ​​consciousness is broken and he cannot figure out what secret the junior brother has hidden in his little disciple.
This peak demon seed of foundation building contains a trace of his origin.
It is more than enough to deal with this little thing!
"Just manifesting the formation, show off..."
The demonic Taoist pointed his sword and the strange spirit filled the air. The black and gray demonic Taoist formation pattern suddenly appeared, locking the ink painting directly, and eroding the ink painting's divine thoughts little by little!
This stylistic magic formation is very powerful, and it is endless and cannot be broken free.
The divine thoughts are also being "eroded" little by little...
Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring in her heart, and the afterglow caught a glimpse of the formation pattern. She was blessed to her heart, and learned and sold it. With her own divine thoughts, she manifested the formation pattern, dissolved the formation pattern of the intrigue Taoist one by one, and then found a flaw and immediately escaped...
The ink painting, who had escaped, breathed a sigh of relief.
But the incantational Taoist stood there, looking disbelief.
"The secret of heaven is incredible?!!"
He looked at the Mo Hua, his dark pupils vibrated, as if he had seen something extremely puzzled, "How could I... the secret of heaven is incredible?"
Mo Hua felt a little guilty and said, "My master taught me!"
"Nonsense!" The insidious Taoist gritted his teeth, "Your master can't even do it!"
This secret and mysterious calculation is the supreme divine thought method, and it is an uneducated learning. He is the only one in the world who can do it.
The demonic Taoist looked fierce and wanted to say something else, but suddenly the scenes just now appeared in front of him again.
Mo Hua's focused little face, bright eyes, and thoughtful look...
And every bit of it on the way...
The incredible Taoist's pupils shook, and he said incrediblely:
"You actually... learned the secrets and tricks?!"
"It's not about 'stealing' learning!"
Ink painting corrects the way with confidence.
I am upright and upright, and learned in front of my master!
How can a righteous thing be called "stealing"?
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Chapter completed!