Huang Shanjun vaguely felt that Mo Hua, the little boy, had a trace of the "dao" clarity, and even suddenly, he didn't look like a human being at all, but a young god who was born according to the Tao.
But in a blink of an eye, this impression changed again.
Mo Hua had just finished eating the leg of lamb and wiped the oil from his hands on his clothes.
He seems to be an ordinary, brilliant little monk.
Half is the divinity above the Tao, and the other half is the humanity below the Tao, intertwined with each other.
Huangshan Jun looked dazed.
Mo Hua didn't know what Huangshan Jun was thinking.
While wiping his hands, he was still thinking about the knowledge about gods mentioned by Huangshan Jun. He felt that he had benefited a lot, not only increasing his knowledge, but also broadening his horizons in spiritual practice.
It's just that this kind of knowledge is profound and complicated.
There are many details and some are vague.
Mo Hua listened to it as if he had swallowed a jujube, and he still couldn't "digest" it.
He silently wrote down all the key knowledge, thought about it for a while, and asked some scattered questions.
Mr. Huangshan was a little confused, but he answered them all.
In this way, until the sky was getting late and the glow was pouring into the sky, Mo Hua was about to say goodbye and leave.
Before leaving, Mo Hua handed over some fruits, spiritual flesh, and wine to Huangshan Jun, and said thoughtfully:
"The mountains are deserted and uninhabited. You can keep these offerings and eat them slowly. I will come to see you when I have time..."
Huangshan Jun looked complicated.
Mo Hua wiped his hands on his clothes again, put the cleaned bones back into his storage bag one by one, then stood up, jumped off the altar table, and was about to walk out, but was stopped by Huangshan Jun.
Stopped.
"Little friend..."
Huangshan Jun said in a gentle voice.
Mo Hua turned around and looked at it doubtfully.
Huangshan Jun is covered in white mist and smoke curling up. He is lodged in the clay sculpture of the mountain god, and his face is somewhat blurry.
"Qianxue State Border is not a place to stay for a long time."
"You should practice in the sect and leave when you reach the late stage of foundation building. Even if you delay for some years, it should not exceed ten years..."
"Within ten years... it should be too late..."
Huangshanjun's voice gradually became deeper and deeper, becoming inaudible.
Mo Hua frowned and wanted to ask why, but seeing Huangshan Jun's eyes indifferent and his expression changing uncertainly, he did not ask, but nodded and said:
"Thank you tiger, I will remember it!"
Huangshan Jun breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said:
"I will send you off not far away, little friend, be careful on the way."
Mo Hua stood at the door of the ruined temple, bowed his hands, and then turned to leave.
Huangshan Jun is sitting among the clay sculptures, his eyes are calm, and he sends his small back figure in the ink painting away, as if he is saying goodbye to his "old friend".
Old friend?
Huangshan Jun was in a trance for a while.
How many years have you gone without this kind of experience?
Time has passed, times have changed, life and death have changed, and Shinto has fallen into decline. Where can I find any "old friends"?
Tianji has changed, it will be good to be alive in the future...
Huangshan Jun raised his head again and looked at the sky, his narrow eyes becoming more and more solemn.
"This day...is getting darker and darker..."
"It's a pity that mortal humans can't see it..."
"My small temple on a dry mountain is in ruins, but I don't know if it can still protect it from wind and rain..."
A deep sigh came from the deep mountain temple.
…
Mo Hua left Dry Mountain and went to Gu's house in Qingzhou City. He asked Aunt Wan about the refining of the formation matchmaker. He also said hello to Uncle Gu, and by the way, asked about the progress of Huo Buddha's meritorious deeds. Finally,
After having a meal, we returned to the sect.
After returning to the sect, Mo Hua lay on the table, took out a pen and paper, and began to sort out the knowledge about the way of the gods that he had learned from Lord Huangshan.
Formation is power, spells are power, and spiritual consciousness is power.
Monastic knowledge is also a kind of power.
He has extensive knowledge and can take advantage of poor cognition to "deceive" others.
If you lack knowledge and have cognitive impairment, you may be the one who is "scammed to death".
Therefore, the newly learned spiritual knowledge must be firmly memorized, pondered over, and summarized well, so that it can be used for one's own use and integrated into one's own knowledge of spiritual practice.
Things related to gods are vast and complex.
I started to draw ink on the paper, sort out my thoughts, and gradually improve my understanding of Taoism.
The first is the problem of the existence of spiritual thoughts.
Based on the conversation with the inhuman mountain god, his "good friend" Huangshan Jun, Mo Hua can probably deduce...
"Spiritual Thought" is a broad general term.
All invisible consciousness in the world can be called "spiritual thoughts".
The consciousness of humans, the evil thoughts of demons, the will of gods, the ghost thoughts of ghosts, and other evil thoughts are essentially a kind of spiritual thought.
In the monastic understanding of ink painting so far, "god" and "things" are integrated.
God cannot exist apart from things.
Even a natural god, adhering to the laws of the great road, possessing powerful and pure power of divine thoughts, still needs "god statues" or other parasitic things.
The evil god's flesh and blood is destroyed, so he needs to find another parasitic body.
Mo Hua thought for a while...
Just like the leader in black, who was killed by me using the small meteorite technique, and his flesh and blood were lost.
The Evil God's Eye on his forehead began to break away from its host and drilled into his forehead.
This is true even for evil gods, let alone other orthodox gods.
God and matter are one, coexisting and coexisting.
Based on this speculation, once the natal statue of a god is destroyed, at worst, the god will be destroyed and the path will be destroyed, at worst, the origin will be damaged, and the vitality will be severely damaged.
Even in extreme cases, they have to parasitize flesh and blood and turn into evil gods...
However, this is just the current speculation of Mo Hua. Whether this is actually the case needs to be verified in the future.
In addition to gods, there are also ghosts and ghosts in the world.
Ghosts are different from gods again.
Mo Hua held his chin, recalling all the evil ghosts he had encountered so far, and confirmed them in his mind.
The first is the green-faced little ghost who turned into a Taoist boy in the picture of Taoist boy in Heishanzhai.
The little ghost is a ghost thought, a parasitic thing, and a landscape visualization picture.
Ghosts have their own characteristics.
There are still some fragmentary fragments left in the memory of ink painting.
These fragments came to mind one by one after Mo Hua swallowed the evil thoughts of the kid...
Deep in the mountains, a little Taoist boy followed a Taoist priest to learn how to cultivate immortality.
The Taoist priest was reading a strange book, and the little Taoist boy was also reading. As they watched, the two of them smiled gradually weirdly, and they both wanted to eat people.
The Taoist boy colluded with the Taoist priests, deceived the wandering monks, and started cannibalism.
As they ate, the two of them lost their humanity.
One turned into an evil ghost with red face and fangs, and the other turned into an imp with green face and fangs.
Later, a sword cultivator in white clothes came on the clouds and killed the red-faced evil ghost that the Taoist priest had transformed into with one sword.
The green-faced imp transformed by the Taoist boy escaped, escaped into the picture, and became dusty in the Taoist temple...
…
Based on what Huangshan Jun said about gods and ghosts, Mo Hua roughly speculated that the book read by this Taoist priest and Taoist boy should be a method of cultivating demons and ghosts.
After the two of them learned this technique, they became "ghost cultivators" and transformed into fierce ghosts.
The so-called "eating" people should mean "eating" people's spiritual consciousness.
And according to Huangshan Jun, if a ghost eats people, it will first eat its closest relatives...
Mo Hua thought about it for a moment and felt that there was even a possibility.
This Taoist boy is actually the son of this Taoist priest.
When a Taoist priest practices ghost skills, he is afraid that he will become a powerful ghost and will be the first to eat his own son, so he shows the little Taoist boy the skills practiced by devils and ghosts.
In this way, "father and son go into battle as ghosts", the father and son act as ghosts together and "eat" others together.
The Taoist priest is the father and the red-faced evil ghost.
Tao Tong is his son, a green-faced imp.
The two of them have the same blood, practice the same technique, and the ghosts they transform into are also of the same origin.
Later, the swordsman slayed ghosts, and the powerful red-faced evil ghost was killed, but the obviously weaker green-faced kid escaped. This is not normal.
It should be...
The red-faced evil ghost transformed by the Taoist priest knew that he was bound to die, so he used his life to hold off the powerful enemy and allowed his son, the green-faced devil transformed into the Taoist boy, to escape the disaster.
He's clearly an evil ghost, but he still has a bit of... "human touch"?
Mo Hua was startled and didn't know what to say...
There is another point that Mo Hua is very concerned about.
The swordsman in white slays the ghost...
If he can kill ghosts with sword energy, then this white-clothed sword cultivator is also practicing...the method of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords?
He wouldn't be... or a certain senior sword cultivator from Taixu Sect, right?
Mo Hua opened his mouth, shocked by his guess.
"It can't be such a coincidence..."
Mo Hua frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head.
Guesses are just guesses after all.
Now that the red-faced evil ghost is dead, the green-faced kid has been "eaten" by him, and the figure of the sword cultivator in white is also blurry, making it difficult to identify his identity, making it difficult to confirm.
However, this has little impact.
Mo Hua sorted out the causes and consequences again and nodded slightly.
With the knowledge of the study of gods and ghosts, his understanding of landscapes, Taoist figures, and ghosts with green faces and fangs became much clearer.
Some vague and unclear experiences in the past have gradually become clearer due to my increased experience in monasticism and my increased knowledge.
There is a vague sense of clarity in ink painting.
After the visualization picture, the second evil spirit is the ancestor picture of corpse cultivator Zhang Quan in Nanyue City.
Zhang Quan, a large family connected with his ancestors, was a "corpse" when alive, but strictly speaking, he should be regarded as a "ghost" after death.
It's just that after death, the manifestations are all kinds of "zombies".
But there is a problem:
"If a ghost eats people, it eats its closest relatives first. In Zhang Quan's ancestral picture, he raised a large family of ghouls. Why didn't Zhang Quan eat him first?"
Mo Hua frowned.
Is it because of the decline of the Zhang family's descendants, with only Zhang Quan left?
Were they "steally eaten" by their ancestors?
In the end, only Zhang Quan was left.
If Zhang Quan is eaten again, the Zhang family will be extinct.
Only then did the ancestors of the Zhang family have "foresight" and restrain the corpses of all generations in the family, leaving Zhang Quan as a single seedling to continue the incense?
Or is it because the Zhang family's "ancestral pictures" are special?
Is this visualization picture naturally suitable for being sneaky?
Mo Hua was very curious.
He really wanted to find Zhang Quan or the corpses transformed by the ancestors of the Zhang family for verification, but unfortunately they were all "stewed" in a pot and "swallowed" whole.
When he "swallowed" them, Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts were already very strong.
These ghost thoughts of corpse cultivation were relatively completely destroyed, so some remaining memories and ink paintings were not seen much.
The ink painting is a bit of a pity.
But the Zhang family’s visualization also reminded Mo Hua...
Mo Hua remembered that the Zhang family's corpse ghosts were "extirpated", and the blank visualization diagram left behind was still hidden by him in the Nazi Ring.
Moreover, in the picture, there is now a new resident - the one from the Five Elements Sect, with the five elements origin pattern like strange eyes...
Mo Hua was startled, and suddenly his heart felt cold.
Weird eyes...
It has its own evil thoughts, which can be differentiated and parasitized, and contain the laws of the Five Elements...
The body of this Five Elements Origin Pattern will not be one...
Evil God?!
Mo Hua took a slight breath.
I carry an evil god with me?
Mo Hua murmured: "No way..."
Since the probability of deciphering was too low and the second-grade Five Elements Formation could not be "drawn out", the Five Elements Formation Flow Diagram that sealed the source patterns of the Five Elements was thrown into the Nazi Ring by Mo Hua to "eat ashes".
But now that I think about it, the secret contained in this source pattern may not be simple at all...
Mo Hua wanted to take out the Five Elements Array Diagram and look at it, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.
Those who don’t know are fearless.
I didn't know its details before and didn't pay much attention to it.
But now that we know that the existence of this source pattern is very strange, and it may even be an "evil god", Mo Hua is not good enough to be cautious.
Let’s talk about it later…
When your realm is higher, your spiritual consciousness is stronger, or you "eat" some more divine marrow, and your spiritual thoughts have further qualitative changes, then you can take the time to take a closer look at this source pattern.
Apart from these, the "ghost" in the impression of ink painting seems to be gone.
Others are the "demon" in Yu'er's nightmare.
Mo Hua frowned.
These "monsters" are somewhat special. They are deformed and have a mixture of human and animal limbs. They obviously don't look like "ghosts".
That's...the evil spirit in heaven and earth?
Or are they puppets or slaves under the control of the evil god?
In the ink painting, the word "demon" was written on the paper, and the words "evil spirit" and "servant of the evil god" were noted at the back.
This is a temporary inference.
I will see more later and understand the nature of these "demon", and then I will correct them.
Ghost thoughts and evil spirits can be roughly distinguished in ink paintings.
Then he becomes a god.
Regarding the knowledge of gods, Mo Hua recalled that Huangshan Jun did not say much, and he must have hidden something.
For example, the mysteries of realm and divine level.
Besides the wandering god and the mountain god, what other gods are there?
River God? Sichuan God? Land God?
God? Ancient God?
How can a god with a profound realm and a huge body become parasitic in a statue of a god?
Where are they usually?
He wouldn't just be floating in the sky, with his divine body as huge as a mountain, looking at the humans in the world every day...
And humans have weak spiritual consciousness, so they can’t see them?
The quality of the divine marrow corresponds to the specific color of the avenue. Where can those pure gold, jade white and glazed marrow be obtained...
…
The more Mo Hua knows, the more he feels he still doesn’t know.
This world is so profound...
Mo Hua shook his head and sighed.
Mr. Huangshan didn’t say anything about these things.
It may be that it doesn't know at all, or it may be that it knows but deliberately doesn't say anything.
Ink painting is not something that can be forced.
Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. I also have some things I don't want to tell others.
For now, this knowledge of gods is almost enough.
Based on this knowledge of the "secrets of the gods" and other information given by Huang Shanjun, Mo Hua began to make next plans.
First of all, it is the spiritual thought that turns into a sword.
Taixu’s divine mind transforms into a sword’s true secret!
Logically speaking, this Divine Thought Sword Technique should be hidden in Taixu Sect.
But after Mo Hua inquired for a long time, he didn't have many clues, so he could only pay attention later and continue looking.
Mo Hua couldn't help but think about it for a moment.
When he grew up and grew taller, he would imitate his predecessors from the Taixu Sect, wear an eye-catching white Taoist robe, and then travel around with a sword. When he saw evil ghosts, he would transform his mind into a sword and kill them with one sword.
It’s very cool just thinking about it…
The more Mo Hua thought about it, the more he felt that it was necessary to learn how to turn spiritual thoughts into swords!
Then there is the Shinto formation.
Since it is a formation technique, Mo Hua naturally wants to learn it too.
Moreover, learning Tianyan Jue is equivalent to boarding a "thief ship", and it is very likely to "offend" the evil god in the future.
The Shinto formation that can restrain the gods is obviously also crucial.
It's a pity that Huangshan Jun is a mountain god and doesn't understand formations. He only heard about such formations, but has no idea what the so-called divine formations are.
Is it one of the categories of Liangyi, Sancai, Four Images and Five Elements, and Seven Stars and Bagua array?
Or is it completely different from these formations and a completely different branch of formations?
This will have to be found and understood by himself in the future.
Ink Painting is a little itchy, but also a little hopeful.
We have to find the divine swords and divine formations slowly, there is no rush at the moment.
The most critical issue at the moment is the issue of cultivation.
We must find a way to obtain the "divine marrow" to further transform the spiritual consciousness, thereby clearing the way for a breakthrough in the foundation building realm.
The essence is extremely precious.
Only gods have their divine essence.
The only god that Mo Hua knows so far is Huangshan Jun, but no matter what, he cannot attack Huangshan Jun and extract its essence.
Huangshan Jun is a good friend!
Not only Huangshan Jun cannot do it, but also other serious gods cannot do it.
In this way, there is only one road left, full of taboos and blood...
Hunt the evil god!
Mo Hua sighed slightly.
The evil god is too powerful.
With his current power of divine thoughts, he is definitely no match for the evil god.
But through the understanding of gods, ink painting also found some loopholes.
As Huang Shanjun said:
"Evil gods will divide preaching..."
"...A great evil god will often divide his divine body into many first-, second-, or third-grade 'godly skeletons', and spread them to various low-grade states in Kyushu to spread evil ways to the greatest extent and borrow people to fall.
The desire to feed oneself back..."
The unified and powerful evil god "divine body", he did not dare to attack.
However, most of the "divine corpses" of evil gods scattered across the Nine Provinces, dividing and preaching, are in the first- and second-grade realms.
Even if it is level 3, it will definitely not be defeated.
But the first- and second-grade evil god's corpse should not be his opponent.
Persimmons should be picked soft and pinched.
The evil god wants to pick the small ones to "eat".
Mo Hua nodded.
The golden evil eye that was parasitic on the black-clothed leader that day should be one of the "divine skeletons" used by the Lord of the Evil God to preach after his differentiation.
As long as you are well prepared, don't leak any rumors, and secretly "eat" the remains of one or two evil gods, the Lord of the Wilderness should not be able to detect it.
After all, Mo Hua heard the big-eyed man say, "The vast wilderness is endless, with thousands of divine corpses..."
I don’t know if this “ten thousand” actually refers to the fact that there are indeed thousands of differentiated “divine skeletons”, or it is an imaginary reference, just to exaggerate to show that the wild god is very strong and has many divine skeletons...
But no matter what, the number of divine remains is definitely not a small number.
Eat one or two, his majestic master will not hurt or itch, and he should not be stingy or care about himself.
It's just that you have to keep your hands and feet hidden, it's best not to let Him know.
There is another problem.
Once the "divine marrow" is swallowed, divinity is enhanced, humanity collapses, the original intention will be lost, and the Taoist heart will become more and more indifferent.
Mo Hua frowned.
He didn't want to become a cold little evil god.
But this problem seems to be somewhat unsolvable.
He didn't even ask Huangshanjun, because Huangshanjun is a mountain god, a god rather than a human being, and he does not need to consider the issue of "human nature".
Ink Hua lies on the table and meditates hard.
He carefully recalled and thought over and over again the monastic knowledge related to the gods.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a glimmer of enlightenment emerged from the ink painting.
He found that he thought too highly of "gods" and overestimated "divinity" too much.
It is not necessary to think of God as "god".
Although gods are born in accordance with the Tao and are powerful, invisible existences of divine thoughts, they are also one of all living beings in the world and all living things.
The gods surrender to the great road.
Humanity is the Tao, and divinity is also the Tao.
What monks seek is the way from heaven.
In this case, whether humans or gods, they are all part of the "Dao" and are not absolute contradictions.
Since they are both "Tao", you can have both!
Adhere to human nature, hone divinity, become one with God and man, and merge into an indestructible Taoist heart that is consistent with the Tao.
This seems to be the path I want to take!
When I think of this, my ink painting is like enlightenment, and my mind becomes clear.
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, the heavenly secrets were rising and falling, black and white, light gold, three colors intertwined, shining brightly.
In the sea of ​​consciousness, the faint trembling sound of the Taoist monument seemed to be heard.
Mo Hua felt that there were pale golden lines on his mind, flashing past along the path of the mysterious formation.
Somehow, his understanding of "the way of heaven" seemed to have deepened. This understanding seemed to be integrated into instinct and engraved into the heart of the way...
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Chapter completed!