Mo Hua's head froze for a moment, and then he immediately reacted and flipped through the chat history between Master Yuan and Fire Buddha.
There are indeed a few lines of dialogue in it, and most of the content is about the construction of the magic cave formation.
During the conversation, Master Yuan called the other person "Venerable" and claimed...
"Yuan someone"?
Mo Hua thought for a moment and immediately replied to Fire Buddha:
"I was busy with worldly affairs, got angry, and drank some 'wine', so I made a mistake. Your Majesty, please forgive me..."
The person on the other side was startled, "Master is drinking wine? It's because the Sa family is being rude..."
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.
Calling himself Sajia...this person should be Fire Buddha.
With wine...
The ink painting is deep in thought.
It seems that those eyes and the blood wine soaked in them are indeed extraordinary.
It seems that even the Fire Buddha will not disturb the evil formation master when he is drinking.
What a pity, that eye was taken away by Uncle Gu.
Otherwise, you can still do your own research.
Mo Hua then asked, "Do you have something important to do, Your Majesty?"
If nothing happens, just get out of here...
It’s not convenient for me to say more. If I say too much, my secrets will be exposed easily...
Mo Hua is a little guilty.
Fire Buddha frowned. He felt that the person opposite him seemed a little anxious. However, he thought that "Master Yuan" was drinking wine. Even if he sobered up, his consciousness would still be slightly tipsy and he needed to experience the "Shen Yun", so it was understandable that he was in a bad mood.
.
The Fire Buddha wrote:
"Recently, my family has always felt uneasy. Something seems to have happened..."
"I wonder if there is anything unusual in the palace?"
Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat and he pretended to be casual:
"Your Majesty, you can rest assured that I am here to take care of you."
Fire Buddha: "Is there... any omissions?"
Although you are afraid of being exposed, you should not weaken your confidence, as this will make it easier to be seen through.
Mo Hua pretended to be displeased and said:
"This formation is the Eighteen Patterns Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Complex Formation. The center is the brain, the spiritual vision is the eyes, and the Yuan Magnetic Vision is the ears. Even the slightest disturbance cannot be hidden from me... Mr. Yuan..."
"The palace is airtight, no wind can blow in, no rain can get in..."
Then Mo Hua struck first and asked:
"Your Majesty...doesn't it mean he doesn't trust Yuan?"
Fire Buddha paused and said slowly:
"With the master in charge, the Sa family will feel relieved."
"Well, don't worry."
Fire Buddha paused again and was silent for a long time, then hesitantly said: "Master Yuan, you seem to be more 'lively'."
"Master Mo" pretending to be "Master Yuan" felt his heart skip a beat.
At least a hundred years younger, but not much more lively...
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment and could only say:
"I drank..."
"Drink..." Fire Buddha asked, "How does that wine taste?"
I don’t know if Fire Buddha’s words were truly curious or just testing.
Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.
He has never drank, so how does he know how it feels?
Mo Hua originally wanted to say, "It tastes good," but this kind of answer was so rigid that it obviously did not fit the character of the evil array master...
The appearance of the evil array master's drinking, appearing in front of him, and the crazy words he said ...
The ink painting flashed, and sighed:
"Even if you drink alcohol, you still can't see every fetal fleshy eye ..."
As soon as the three words were seen, the Fire Buddha would let go.
Fire Buddha: "There is the truth in the world, and the truth contains great horror.
"The naked eye is a fetus, naturally I can't see the truth in this world."
"It can be connected to God, and it is not a merit overnight."
"The master is a little anxious to be successful ..."
Mo painting suddenly, not, it was "Master Yuan", and admired:
"It is worthy of being a Holiness, insightful opinion, which is admirable."
"Master Yuan is reputable." The fire Buddha's tone was also very modest, "
I don't know if ink painting should "tout" him again.
Theoretically, the Fire Buddha is so self -confident that he wants to blew him again.
However, with the "Master Yuan", the lonely and evil sexuality may not like "Ah Bidai" others ...
Even if this person is a fire Buddha.
Ink painting is a bit tangled.
Fortunately, I did n’t make Mo painting tangled.
"Master Yuan is good at matrix method, God thinks about God, and the awareness of this world's avenue is difficult to understand.
Ink painting reserved and slightly responded proudly:
"His Holiness is overwhelming ..."
"The titles are profound and profound, and I have only learned some fur. I know that all things in the world are all the wreckage of the avenue, and the appearance is floating."
"The world can't see it, and the mind is obscure. If you have cultivation, although he is struggling, it will inevitably be worn by the avenue ..."
The ink paintings put the formation method, the avenue, and the heart, the things such as the way, and the Daoxin was mixed together, and said it to the Fire Buddha.
The Fire Buddha was silent for a long time, and slowly said:
"Master, there are people with big‘ Huigen ’!”
Fire Buddha continues:
"These days, Master Texting Yuan ..."
"Bad alcohol ..."
"When the temple is completed, it will be a living temple. At that time, kill a group of sacrifice for the spiritual roots, take Jing pure essence blood, and make the master for the master ..."
Ink painting frowned, and the heart was slightly cold.
Temple ... Is this magic hall?
Mo Xiu sticks gold on his face, called "Holy" is not called "magic"?
And the living temple?
This is indeed like something that magic repair will do ...
It's just "the sacrifice of Shangpin Lingen" ...
The sacrifice also should also be applied to the spirit root?
Isn't the qualifications of the middle and lower grades of spiritual roots not even the qualifications of "sacrifice"?
The mood of ink painting is complicated.
I do n’t know if I should be angry for a while, or it ’s fortunate.
Demon Xiu, but also engaged in spiritual root discrimination!
But the blood of these psychic roots is given to "yourself" for brewing wine ...
Fire Buddha is so "affectionate".
I do n’t know how to return ink painting.
Thanks?
Do you say the word "thank you"?
And so, does it seem ... the pattern is a bit small?
Anyway, it is a second -grade high -level evil formation. Do you want to pretend?
Mo painting said: "My generation enters the road with magic, with Cangsheng as a dumpling dog, and the great cause of building the temple is grievance?
The Fire Buddha was silent for a long time, shocked, and then admired:
"Master Yuan drew the formation method on weekdays, silent, but really had a lingering chest, uniform ..."
"I don't know the master, be willing to convert to the Dharma?"
The ink painting was stunned again.
This fire Buddha, want to pull yourself to believe in the Buddha?
"No, he didn't know that‘ I ’was‘ I ’, he wanted to pull the dead‘ Master Yuan ’believe in Buddha ..."
But believe in Buddha?
Mo Painting: "Yuanmou is afraid that there is no lord 'Huigen' ..."
"No," Fire Buddha determined: "Master Huigen is extraordinary, but just returns to the truth.
That's because the "Master Yuan" who had chatted with you before has not yet died, so it is not obvious that the mountains are not exposed ...
Ink painting still declined euphemistically:
"Yuanmou studied evil array, refined people with flesh and blood, and killing evils is too heavy, I'm afraid there is no Buddha's fate ..."
"Master Yuan's words are bad!"
Fire Buddha is still advising "ink painting": "The Buddha said that all beings are equal ..."
"Being born equally, and naturally died equally."
"If you are a person, you will die, so what about killing a few people? What about killing evils?"
"But the one who will die in the future extradies to his own fate."
"Since the demon is cultivated, it is inevitable to kill."
"After killing, it is inevitable to blame and pollute the heart ..."
"Believe in Buddhism, you can resent, Zhen Shaqi, keep your heart ..."
"The so -called putting down the butcher knife, standing into a Buddha."
"Use a knife when killing, the picture is happy; when you don't kill, temporarily put down the knife and cultivate your body and mind ..."
"Even if the homicide is like a hemp, the sound of the Amitabha Buddha can be safe."
"If you do n’t kill, it’ s not evil, it ’s well -deserved, innocent, what to eat, what Buddha?”
Nympho
The ink painting was shocked.
This fire Buddha is really personal.
What is he cultivated ...
Can this be called "Buddha"?
"What is the intention of Master Yuan?" The Fire Buddha said.
Ink painting in my heart.
You go to ask "Master Yuan", don't ask me.
I can’t promise you for the dead "Master Yuan" ...
Ink painting has a headache, so follow the Fire Buddha:
"Dharma is so accessible?"
"It's really so accessible!"
"Keeping me after alcohol, to suppress me after alcohol?"
"Master can try ..."
The ink painting vaguely said: "That day, you must ask the prince to explore the esoteric Dharma together ..."
"Okay." The Fire Buddha said: "Master Yuan's affairs is busy, and the family will not disturb the family.
After that, the Fire Buddha had no news, I wonder what was busy.
Mo Hua's expression became solemn.
I struck up a conversation with Fire Buddha...
This was completely unexpected and not part of his plan.
What to do next?
Continue to pretend to be "Master Yuan", chat with Fire Buddha, and obtain information from him?
Mo Hua shook his head.
Fire Buddha is not an idiot.
Let’s talk about the Great Dao and Buddhism. If these big and empty things are still possible, I really want to ask him:
"What's in the inner sanctum?"
"Your Fire Meteor Technique is so powerful. Where is the secret book hidden?"
Or questions like "You wiped out the entire Xie family, what are you trying to do...?"
With the fire Buddha's astuteness, he must have known there was a problem instantly.
I can't talk about Buddhism with him anymore, just in case he gets excited about the conversation and comes to see me. I see the dead "Master Yuan" and the "lively" self in charge of the Yuan Magnetic Rejuvenation Formation for Master Yuan.
, then it’s over.
"Then...bring out the Fire Buddha?"
"And then let Uncle Gu and the others assassinate him?"
But in the later stage of foundation building... Fire Buddha, who should be regarded as the peak combat power of foundation building, is probably not that easy to assassinate...
Fire Buddha is very vigilant.
Uncle Gu can't use the power of the golden elixir yet.
Once he misses, the Fire Buddha cannot be killed and will be surrounded by demon cultivators.
At present, there are about three hundred demon cultivators in the outer hall and the middle hall. Some have been killed, but there are still many.
Even if everyone is killed, there should be at least a hundred more left in the inner hall...
Mo Hua frowned.
We can't wait for the Fire Buddha to react and think of a solution. By then it will be too late...
"You need to make plans early and find a way to solve the problem quickly..."
Too late and things will change.
Mo Hua immediately sent a message to Gu Changhuai:
"Uncle Gu, call for people quickly and surround the Demon Palace..."
Gu Changhuai's expression darkened, "Have we been discovered?"
"Not really," Mo Hua said, "Fire Buddha came to chat with me..."
Gu Changhuai: "..."
After a while, Gu Changhuai asked: "What did he tell you?"
"It's nothing..."
He can't say that Fire Buddha wants to get him to join the gang, and also wants to get him to "believe in Buddhism"...
Although he wears a "Master Yuan" vest...
"I fooled it, but it's hard to say anything after that..." Mo Hua said.
Gu Changhuai only thought for a moment and then decided:
"I'll send people here right now. Before that, let's seize the time and kill as many as we can to weaken the strength of the demon cultivators as much as possible..."
"good."
There are probably more than two hundred demon cultivators in the outer hall and the middle hall.
Time was urgent, so Mo Hua seized the time and began to "roll call", while Gu Changhuai and the others continued the assassination.
The demon cultivators were eliminated one after another.
While Mo Hua was controlling the Yuan Magnetic Rejuvenation Formation and giving orders to the demon cultivators to send them to death, Mo Hua also used the dead demon cultivator's book magic order to chat with other living demon cultivators to cover up the truth that they were dead.
Time passes little by little.
At this moment, Mo Hua monitored a "message" in the Yuanci Center:
"The outer temple is worsening, someone is killing, the sixth old, you go and see ..."
Ink painting was shocked.
Discovered!
The ink painting was verified, and the person who found this news was the fire Buddha.
It really didn't hide ...
Ink painting frown.
only……
"Emperor Qi is increasing", how did the Fire Buddha notice?
What is the evil spirit?
Ink painting is confused.
But now it's not tangled.
Mo painting Li Chuanshu said: "Uncle Gu, it's going to withdraw, the Fire Buddha found the dead outside ..."
Gu Changhuai also said immediately: "Okay, let's find 伱."
The ink painting is waiting in the back room.
Before leaving, he has to do some hands and feet.
Yuan magnetic spiritual vision, it cannot be destroyed for the time being.
If it is destroyed, the magic of the book fails, and it will instantly alarm the Fire Buddha.
Ink painting can only use the basic fixed magnetic pattern to "lock" the Yuan magnetic spirit vision, so that others can not use it for the time being.
In the secret room, there is Master Yuan's body.
Because I haven't died for too long, I haven't rotted, but it is not easy to discard. I can only put it in the secret room first.
This corpse is not easy to handle for the time being.
Mo painting thought for a while, and simply left the corpse here.
After a while, Gu Changhuai three returned.
Seeing that ink paintings were safe, Gu Changhuai was slightly relieved.
"Leave here first." Gu Changhuai said.
"Well." Mo Nod nodded.
Several people were hidden, led by ink painting, leaving from the meta -magnetic center room, walking outside the magic hall.
This time, the ink painting light car is familiar.
In the center of the reunion, it has been monitored for so long, and the structure of the Magic Temple has long been clear.
This matter is walking in the magic hall, ink painting is like walking in his own yard.
The ink painting on the road asked lowly:
"Uncle Gu, have you shouted?"
Gu Changxiu nodded, "Turned, 280 people, all stationed in the first line."
Ink painting is slightly first.
Twenty -eighty people ... the number of people accounts for excellent, it should be enough.
The magic repair in the magic hall has been dead a lot, and now it is estimated that there are about 1890 people.
Next, if you have to face up, it is a tough battle.
You can't stay here.
Ink painting can also stay, but after all, it is a bit dangerous. If there is no bodyguard, he will not be stubborn.
And there are other things to do ...
Gu Changhuai wants to go back to command 280 executives who transfer the Dao Division.
Ink paintings also have to find a way to put the Magnetic Array outside the Demon Temple, and the Magnetic Array on the Hangtian Stone Bridge, and the trap array is destroyed.
Otherwise, these more than 200 people will work hard to pass the stone bridge.
In this way, ink paintings followed the road, and secretly left again.
When passing by the gate of the Demon Temple, the door was closed, and there were several guards on the outside.
"This door ... is also a trouble ..."
When Mo painted thought, he asked Gu Changhuai to slaughter the magic repair of the door.
Then he did some hands and feet on the array on the inside of the door, so he left with confidence.
They did not go the door, but hidden, walked to the edge of the Magic Hall, climbed up the rugged mountains and stones along the magic cave.
When Mo painting left the magic cave, Lao Liu also walked out of the inner hall and went straight to the outer hall.
The outside hall is empty.
The old six of the old man was rough and scolded, "Where are you? Where did you die?"
The words echoed in the Magic Hall.
But no one responded.
Lao Liu frowned, walked around, strolled around, and didn't see a figure.
Lao Liu's doubts.
The Demon Hall is very large. Occasionally, there are really few people, and there is a place where there is very little.
Lao Liu glanced towards the rotten river, and he saw a few magical clothes, and their physical body had been turned into blood mud, mixed with the green river water.
The look of the old six looks great.
"Dead?!"
He immediately passed on to the Fire Buddha: "Brother, the big thing is not good, it's all dead!"
After a while, the door of the inner hall was heavy again.
Fire Buddha with a tall body and a gentle face, a serious expression, was in blood red, walked out of the temple door.
He looked up and murmured:
"So strong evil spirits ..."
"A lot of people died."
"It's a pity ..."
Fire Buddha's eyes are cold, and there is no joy and sorrow:
"It's not me to kill ... I can't lead to the body, I can't fix the fire ..."
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Chapter completed!