Chapter 759: Opening the Valley (Thank you to the leader of Fengwoxin for the reward~)

The night was dark, and there was deathly silence in the dense forest.

The tall demon cultivator was decapitated by Xun Ziyou's sword, fell straight to the ground, and died.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

Mo Hua didn't feel scared at all, but with his spiritual consciousness like a torch and his penetrating eyes, he scanned the demon cultivator's body, and then took out another storage bag and a jade slip from him.

Finally, Mo Hua thought for a moment and pulled off the black robe from the demon cultivator.

These things were all stained with blood.

Ink Hua simply wiped it and rummaged through the storage bag first.

Most of the things in the storage bag are things that the demon cultivator carries with him.

Some blood elixirs are made from unknown flesh and blood.

Several spiritual weapons - they were serious spiritual weapons, seemingly used by the big demon cultivator before he turned into a demon. He kept them as souvenirs and was not willing to throw them away.

There were also some bones and a pile of dried meat made of unknown meat.

Finally, there are the secret books of the exercises and the Jade Slips of Demon Dao.

Mo Hua held the secret book of demon skills and was about to open it, but when he glanced at it, his hand was empty.

Xun Ziyou took the secret book of demon skills from Mo Hua's hand and said, "The demon sect is evil and is not a good thing. Children, don't read it."

"oh……"

Mo Hua lowered his head and wanted to look through the storage bag again.

But in the blink of an eye, Xun Ziyou also snatched the storage bag.

"These are not good things either. Don't be a bad example..."

Xun Ziyou said with a vigilant expression.

Mo Hua was young and looked like a young boy, but in Xun Ziyou's eyes, he was just a child.

Children are very curious.

Such a good formation master seedling.

What if I were here and took a few glances at the demonic skills, and I became curious for a moment, sowing a trace of demonic thoughts, which led to my subsequent missteps and falling into the demonic path.

Then he is really "death is irredeemable".

Even if the ancestor doesn't peel off his own skin, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Mo Hua had no choice but to read the order.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately retracted his hand and put away the letter of communication. He looked at Xun Ziyou warily, fearing that he would snatch it away.

Xun Ziyou was embarrassed to snatch it away this time, so he said:

"You look first."

Mo Hua nodded, his consciousness sank into the order, and he read it silently.

The latest line of text in the summons is displayed:

"There's a mole, hurry up..."

This line of writing was left by the tall demon cultivator before his death. He did not finish it and did not send it out.

Of course, it will never be sent out.

The ink painting was immediately erased.

In addition, there is some other information.

I flipped through the ink paintings and found that most of them were "instructions" from some recent demon cultivators:

For example, "On the 16th of this month, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons opens and the White Bones Dao appears. All demon cultivators must enter the valley without delay."

"Mission: Black Bull Demon, three, dead."

"Mission: Qingxuan Fox, one, alive."

"Note: The mission failed. In the demon refining pot, you will be tortured for three days."

"If you dare to defect, you will be sacrificed to the Demon Refining Chart and suffer the pain of being devoured by thousands of demons, and your soul will be destroyed..."

…

"Demon refining pot? Demon refining chart?"

Mo Hua was startled.

"What is this pot?"

"There is also this picture, it can't be..."

Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly, and he began to think about it silently in his heart.

"What did you see?"

Xun Ziyou, who was on the side, saw Mo Hua's big eyes rolling around, not knowing what "bad idea" he was thinking about, so he couldn't help but ask.

"nothing……"

Mo Hua whispered.

He can't say "I'm hungry"...

Mo Hua thought for a while and handed the order to Xun Ziyou, "Elder, take a look at it too."

Xun Ziyou took it, his consciousness swept over it, his eyes were slightly heavy.

This group of demon cultivators is indeed well-organized and even has very strict rules.

But he also had some doubts.

These news seem ordinary, so why does Mo Hua's eyes sparkle, and his expression is even a little...excited?

A little weird...

Xun Ziyou looked up and saw Mo Hua taking out pens, ink arrays, paper, and a strange array disk from his storage bag. He couldn't help but be startled:

"what you do?"

"There are still traces of magnetic current in the messenger order. It may be that some previous 'chat records' were erased. I will simply restore it..."

Mo Hua said casually.

Xun Ziyou opened his mouth.

Traces of metamagnetic...

This kid even knows the Yuan Magnetic Formation?

And... "simple" restoration?!

Is this a "simple" thing?

Xun Ziyou's eyes were solemn.

Although he did not understand the specific key points of the formation, he had met many formation masters from Tianshu Pavilion and he probably knew some principles.

"Restore" the elemental magnetic array pattern and draw the elemental magnetic array are not the same thing at all.

The core of restoring magnetic patterns is secondary thunder flow.

What is involved here is the application of the "essence" of metamagnetism, which is an alternative derivation of "thunder pattern".

Xunzi was stunned for a long time and asked silently:

"This is also what Mr. Xun...the ancestor taught you?"

Mo Hua blinked, "Otherwise? Could it be that I figured it out on my own?"

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and nodded:

"That's right."

How can we learn these things without the guidance of our ancestors?

After that, Mo Hua began to restore the indefinite magnetic patterns.

He is very skilled in dismantling the telegraph order, re-engraving the fixed magnetic patterns, sensing and recording secondary thunder patterns, and reconstructing the framework of the metamagnetic formation in the telegraph order. Through this, bit by bit, he can erase the uncertainties in the telegraph order.

The magnetic pattern is restored, and finally reappears as text through magnetic ink...

Xun Ziyou on the side couldn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

If the ink paintings hadn't been so tender, he would have even thought that it was some "cray-haired and childlike" ancestor from Tianshu Pavilion who was dismantling the principles of the Yuan Magnetic Formation for him...

In this way, the "chat history" of the demon cultivator in the order of communication was restored bit by bit by the ink paintings.

Because the secondary thunder currents are obscure and traces are minimal.

There will be some discrepancies in the derived indefinite magnetic patterns, and the characters shown in the magnetic ink will also be somewhat fragmented and confusing.
To be continued...