How could it be leaked?
How could it be lost?
Wearing human skin and wearing the robes of a sect elder, "Mr. Tu", who looks fair and elegant, looks a bit unbelievable.
He pinched it with his slender fingers and carefully deduced it. Many unknown secrets passed through his heart one by one.
"Grand formation, devil's palace, altar, blood-slaying list, divine fetus, divine servant, secret minions, four-image formation..."
Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Shinto formation!
"The Shinto formation has been lost?!"
Mr. Tu’s expression suddenly changed.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
If there is no blessing from the Shinto, no blessing from the gods, and if you are not born with a divine child, how can you learn the Shinto formation with the ability of an ordinary person?
How did this person learn it?
Where did you learn it from?
Could it be that he is... a person favored by God?
The uneasiness in Mr. Tu's heart became more and more intense.
He pondered for a moment, then slowly stood up, left the elder's residence, walked on the long steps made of exquisite white jade, and walked out of the mountain gate.
It was just dawn.
The bright morning sun shines down, and inside the jade-like sect gate, broken gold is paved with white jade, just like a fairyland on earth.
Within the sect, the rules are strict.
Although it is still early, there are already many disciples who have gotten up early to practice or exercise.
Occasionally, there are disciples on the road. When they meet Mr. Tu, they will bow and salute:
"Hello, elder."
The elegant-looking "Mr. Tu" had a spring-like expression and a friendly tone. He nodded and said, "Okay."
After walking like this for a while, at the corner, I suddenly met another elder.
This elder has deep legal patterns, and there are four gold patterns on his robes, which is obviously a high-ranking position.
When he saw "Mr. Tu", he looked a little surprised, "Elder Shen?"
Mr. Tu also cupped his hands and said, "Elder Shen."
"Early in the morning, Elder Shen, where are you going?" Elder Shen, who was wearing a four-piece gold-patterned Taoist robe, asked with dignity on his face.
Mr. Tu thought for a moment and then sighed:
"A fellow Taoist whom I haven't seen for a long time came all the way and brought some remnants of formation diagrams with him. He wanted to have tea and talk with me and exchange formation techniques, so I took the time to go and have a look."
Elder Shen's face was expressionless, "Elder Shen, you are really obsessed with formations..."
Mr. Tu smiled and said: "If you make Elder Shen laugh, I will come back as soon as I go. The teaching matters for the disciples in the sect will not be delayed."
Elder Shen nodded slightly.
He only has the power to supervise the actions of the elders in the sect, and does not have such strong power to control them, so he only asks questions.
Normally, he wouldn't bother.
But now that the sect is about to undergo restructuring, the next Dao Discussion Conference is crucial.
From top to bottom within the sect, strict requirements must be met without any slack.
The success or failure of this matter is related to the fate of the sect and the future of the entire Qiandao Sect. There must be no negligence.
Elder Shen turned around to leave, but still couldn't let go, so he looked at Elder Shen again and asked in a low voice:
"Is the restructuring issue... okay with you?"
Mr. Tu said in a deep voice: "Elder Shen, don't worry, everything is under control."
"That's good..." Elder Shen nodded.
"If this matter goes well..." "Mr. Tu" with a gentle and respectful face said with a slight twinkle in his eyes, "Elder Shen, maybe you can go a step further..."
Elder Shen raised his eyebrows slightly and said seriously:
"They are all working for the sect. Personal advancement and retreat, honor and disgrace, are insignificant."
Mr. Tu handed over his hand and said, "Elder Shen has a high moral character and integrity, and Shen admires him."
Elder Shen raised his forehead slightly, and the nasolabial folds on his face appeared deeper, but his mood seemed much happier and his tone became gentler.
"Elder Shen, go early and come back early."
After saying that, he glanced at Mr. Tu, with a hint of condescending charity in his expression, "If this happens, you will definitely have a seat as the true elder in the sect."
"The position of the true elder of the four major sects in Qianxue State is a position that many ascended monks in the world cannot reach in their lifetime..."
"Mr. Tu" looked overjoyed and quickly bowed and saluted:
"If he is valued by the sect and is lucky enough to become the true elder, it will be a blessing for Shen in his life. He will be able to honor his ancestors and die without regrets! Elder Shen's kindness and kindness will be unforgettable for Shen!"
Elder Shen seemed very satisfied with what "Mr. Tu" said.
He nodded, then stepped past Mr. Tu, walked along the high white jade steps towards the beautiful buildings and jade buildings, his back gradually getting farther and farther away.
After Elder Shen left, "Mr. Tu"'s expression lost the kindness and elegance before and gradually became colder.
He turned his head and looked at Mr. Shen, his eyes indifferent, as if he was looking at a "toy" that was attracted by lust.
"Those with a low Taoist heart are just inferior people with superior behavior..."
"It is the fattest animal offered to the Lord God."
Mr. Tu turned his head, put on a gentle face again, turned his back to Elder Shen, and walked towards the bottom of the white jade stairs.
After leaving the mountain gate of Qiandao Sect and arriving in Qiandao City, Mr. Tu entered a restaurant, then went to Baibao Pavilion, and walked around the city for a while. After confirming that there was no causal energy locking him, he passed through the secret door. Enter a magnificent cave.
In the cave, the scenery is beautiful and luxurious, but there is no one there.
Mr. Tu walked through rockeries, pavilions and pavilions until he reached the deepest and most hidden gate of the cave.
Above the door, there are eighteen layers of fourth-grade formations stacked up.
Mr. Tu carefully untied all the formations one by one.
Then the light circulated, the formations faded layer by layer, and the door opened.
Mr. Tu stepped forward and walked into the door.
Inside the door is a large hall.
The surroundings of the main hall are also covered with formations, but the interior is empty without any furnishings. Only a formation platform stands in the middle of the main hall.
The formation is old, engraved with simple patterns, and looks inconspicuous.
Mr. Tu took out three spiritual stones with great care and attention.
These three spiritual stones are in seven colors, full of brilliance, and appear to be completely made from nature. They are extremely rare innate spiritual stones in the world of cultivation.
Mr. Tu placed the three innate spiritual stones at the center of the formation, and then walked to the middle of the formation.
After a while, the formation was activated.
The three innate spiritual stones buzzed, their spiritual marrow passed away, and gradually turned into ashes.
Ancient and mysterious formations flashed by one after another.
Above the flowing light, there are pitch-black cracks in space, intertwined with light and death.
The void lights up and disappears, and space teleports.
What is engraved on this array platform is exactly the void teleportation array that has reached the fifth-grade cave virtual level!
On the formation platform, strong void fluctuations were heard.
And these fluctuations, surging and overflowing, were all absorbed by the dense formations on the four walls of the hall.
The aura of the formation was also completely obscured.
Therefore, no one noticed it when it was transmitted.
There was a flash in the sky, and Mr. Tu's figure disappeared.
Within the boundaries of Qianxue Prefecture, in another desolate and hidden place, between the uninhabited barren mountains, cracks in the void flashed past.
Mr. Tu's figure slowly emerged.
He stood up straight, with a cold look on his face, let go of his bloody and evil consciousness, and scanned the surroundings to make sure no one noticed him before walking into the mountains.
In the deserted and deserted mountains, the sunlight is reflected by the color of the mountains, showing a lifeless grayness.
As Mr. Tu walked, he shed his human skin, his body twisted and changed little by little, returning to his original withered and pale appearance.
The place where he appeared was located on the border of Wupin Qianxue Prefecture.
But the deep mountain he walked toward was a forbidden place, a shadow, and fog, and he didn't know where to go.
Finally, Mr. Tu returned to the gloomy hall.
In the main hall, there is a secret room.
In the secret room, there is an altar. On top of the altar, there is a white, bloody statue of a human face, a goat's horns, and a ferocious white bone.
Mr. Tu knelt before the skull.
His face was pale, with a faint green light, and his voice was old and hoarse:
"Something happened..."
"I ask the Lord God to grant me great power, to discern the secrets of heaven, and to predict good and bad luck."
After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times.
After knocking, a mysterious evil force descended, and the secret room was filled with blood.
Mr. Tu's body was constantly shaking, his bones were vibrating, and his teeth were creaking. He seemed to be bearing a huge burden and enduring incomparable pain.
After a stick of incense, the blood color faded.
Mr. Tu's pupils were empty, as if he had been parasitized by something. He took out a piece of human bone from the altar with an indifferent expression.
Then he used his long nails to scratch his palm, letting blood drip onto the human bones.
Blood fell on the bones, and nameless evil fire ignited.
The flames were like snake letters, licking the human bones and burning cracks.
Mr. Tu's empty eyes looked at the bloody cracks, and after counting with his fingers, his color suddenly changed:
"Great disaster!"
There will be a great disaster in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!
His eyes retreated from the empty state, but in an instant they were covered with a layer of fear and confusion.
"The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has been hidden for eight hundred years. There is a forest of divine mist outside, and the consciousness is invisible. There are demon servants inside, and foreign enemies cannot invade. How could there be a catastrophe?"
"Where is this calamity?"
Mr. Tu was puzzled.
"The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is the place where demons cultivate, the foundation of demons, the furnace of demon elixirs, and the place where demons return to their souls..."
"This is an extremely crucial link in the Lord God's grand plan. There must be no mistakes, let alone leaks!"
Mr. Tu looked solemn, hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and knocked three times at the gloomy human-faced sheep bone statue:
"Please ask for the Lord's gift again, sacrifice with blood, use divine thoughts, use the eyes of the Lord, my eyes, to detect the evil intention..."
Mr. Tu said every word.
After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the pressure on the sea of ​​consciousness doubled, as if a powerful evil thought was forcibly descending on his heavenly gate.
Mr. Tu was overwhelmed and blood flowed from his orifices.
Especially his eyes, which were bleeding profusely and covered with blood.
And through this blood, he finally saw it.
He saw doom.
I saw the real crisis in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!
At this moment, hundreds of sect monks are lurking in the dark outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the Divine Mist Forest!
A large part of them is surprisingly golden elixir!
This is a group of elite monks.
Even more than half of them are inner elders of large sects!
At this time, they were like a pack of tigers and wolves, waiting outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, intent on looking for opportunities to destroy the foundation of the God Lord.
This is a real catastrophe.
Moreover, it is not coming soon, but has already arrived quietly!
Mr. Tu was shocked and angry.
He ignored the continuous divination and the loss of vitality caused by the sea of ​​consciousness forcibly carrying the divine thoughts of the God Lord. He took out an unknown piece of paper that could avoid cause and effect, dipped it in the blood on the ground, and began to write a blood letter on it...
…
Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
The elders of Taixu Sect and Chongxu Sect were closing their eyes to rest.
A faint bloody light flashed.
No one else noticed.
However, Xun Zixian, the Taixu Sect's formation master who was a third-grade formation master and had considerable research on the way of spiritual thoughts, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned.
Xun Ziyou noticed something unusual and asked, "Zixian, what's wrong?"
Xun Zixian pondered for a long time and said slowly: "Just now... something seemed to look at me."
Xun Ziyou was slightly shocked, "What is it?"
Xun Zixian shook his head, "I don't know, I can't tell. It's even possible that it's just my illusion..."
Xun Ziyou looked solemnly, glanced at the bloody Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the distance, and said in a deep voice:
"I'm afraid, it may not be an illusion."
Xun Zixian also looked solemn.
Xun Ziyou summoned an inner disciple and ordered: "Send the order and cheer everyone up. Maybe something will happen..."
"Yes, elder."
The disciple was ordered to pass on the order.
Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian looked at each other, and then looked at the gate of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons at the end of the Bone Passage, their hearts tightening.
…
At this time, in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
In the deepest part, there is a study room burning sandalwood, luxurious and elegant, which is incompatible with the enchanting atmosphere in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
A young master held a precious platinum formation pen in his white palm, and on the paper as white as snow, he drew strokes one by one, outlining formation patterns.
Suddenly he felt something in his heart, took out a piece of unknown leather paper, and spread it in front of him.
There were blood stains on the leather paper.
A line of blood words appeared:
"The great calamity is approaching. The hawks and falcons gather outside the valley. Nothing can be done. I abandon my car to protect my commander..."
Finally, there is a line of writing that is scrawled, but the writing is as sharp as a knife, and every word drips with blood, and the decision is like gut-wrenching:
"Destroy the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!"
The young master was stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually became cold.
"Hundreds of years of hard work and a huge foundation can be destroyed at a moment's notice. Mr. Tu is so ruthless in his decision-making and courageous."
"If you continue to break up, you will inevitably suffer chaos..."
In the young master's handsome eyes, half was as clear as the moon, and the other half revealed an eerie and unpredictable look.
…
In the formation stone room.
The ink painting reflects and fuses the void law of heaven in the sea of ​​consciousness with the formation patterns of the Shinto formation. He uses the formation to realize the Tao, and uses the Tao to merge the formation. Finally, he initially comprehends the law of "sealing" and masters the inheritance of the Great Wilderness Shen Tao formation.
The core divine lock formation.
Mo Hua was overjoyed, his eyes sparkling.
Now, I can be regarded as an entry-level "Shinto Formation Master"!
Mo Hua withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and looked at the sword bones aside.
Formation emphasizes applying what you learn.
Now that you have learned it, you must use it.
He wanted to practice with the "Sword Bone" again and see if this little sword demon could break free from the divine lock formation he had set up this time.
The sword bones were looked at by Mo Hua, and for some reason, he felt a chill in his heart.
Intuition tells it that whenever this little ancestor looks at him with glowing eyes, there must be nothing good going on.
Then it was slightly startled.
"After much thought, this little ancestor just wants to test his newly learned formation on himself..."
"If that's the case, then don't be afraid."
In less than one night, this little ancestor couldn't learn anything.
Just play with him and deal with it.
The sword bone said in his heart.
Mo Hua was just about to start writing, using the sword bones to test the formation. Suddenly he paused, put away the pen and ink, and continued to sit on the ram's horned skull, motionless.
He noticed that Jin Yixuan was back.
Sure enough, within a moment, the door opened, and Jin Yixuan, dressed in black, returned to the hall.
He looked tired, as if he had been busy all night.
Just when Jin Yixuan was about to sit down and continue learning the Shinto formation patterns, another demon cultivator walked in.
Jin Yixuan was disturbed and was a little impatient. He was about to reprimand him harshly, but when he raised his head and saw the appearance of the person coming, his expression immediately became serious, he restrained his arrogance and looked quite respectful.
This demon cultivator is an old man, and his voice is as hoarse as a broken gong.
When he entered the door, he only said one sentence:
"Master, please invite me."
Jin Yixuan did not dare to be negligent, he raised his hands and saluted:
"yes."
After the demon cultivator finished speaking, he turned and left.
Jin Yixuan's eyes were fixed, and he followed behind the demon cultivator and left the Formation Stone Palace.
The stone hall was empty, and only Mo Hua was left.
Mo Hua frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
He suddenly felt that something unexpected had happened.
But what happened?
Mo Hua was a little confused for a while.
He is hiding in the main hall now, and it is not convenient to go out. If he wants to know what happened, he can only wait patiently.
When Jin Yixuan comes back, there may be some clues.
Half an hour later, Jin Yixuan came back as expected.
And Jin Yixuan was not the only one, he also summoned the stewards from various areas of Ten Thousand Demons Valley - Mo Hua guessed it was the steward, because Jin Gui was among them.
Jin Yixuan did not speak, as if he was afraid that the matter would be leaked. He just gave each steward a jade slip and ordered:
"Follow the instructions on the jade slip."
The stewards took the jade slip, their consciousness sank into it, and after just one glance, their expressions changed greatly:
"Steward, this..."
"…Why is this so?"
"Could something big happen?"
Jin Yixuan's eyes were like swords, scanning around.
None of the stewards dared to speak.
Jin Yixuan said in a deep voice: "This is the Young Master's order. We will follow the Young Master's orders."
Seeing that everyone had different expressions and obviously had different thoughts, he softened his tone and said, "This is also an opportunity for you."
"Follow the Young Master's instructions. Once everything goes well, you can escape from this cage and don't have to stick to the valley. From now on, the sea and the sky will be brighter, and you will have some freedom..."
This sentence touched the hearts of several stewards.
Even if they are in charge and have authority, no one wants to live such a dark and inhuman life in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
There is no one who doesn’t yearn for the colorful world.
Although several stewards kept their expressions, their eyes were a little wandering. Finally, someone took the lead and said:
"I will obey the master's instructions!"
Someone took the lead, and others also said:
"Only the young master is following his lead."
"You will be totally ruined by the young master..."
Jin Yixuan nodded with satisfaction, then his eyes flashed coldly, "It's not too late, let's do it now."
"yes!"
After the discussion, Jin Yixuan and the other stewards left one after another.
The uneasiness in Mo Hua's heart became more and more serious...
Get out of prison?
Carefree?
What on earth do these demon cultivators want to do?
Mo Hua thought for a while and then sent a message to Elder Xun:
"The demon cultivator seems to be making some moves, elder, please be careful..."
After sending it out, Mo Hua continued to wait, intending to wait and see what would happen.
But not long after, there was sudden violent movement in the valley.
There were the sounds of buildings collapsing, the screams of demon cultivators, and the low roars of demonic beasts, all mixed together.
Mo Hua frowned, and at that moment, Taixu Ling was shocked.
When he took out the ink painting and looked at it, he saw an urgent message coming from the Taixu Order. It was from Elder Xun:
"Mo Hua, are you okay?!"
Mo Hua: "It's okay, what's wrong?"
Elder Xun paused for a while and then passed on a message: "The gate to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has been opened..."
Hearing this, Mo Hua was shocked.
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(If nothing else, I will add another update tomorrow, and another update the day after tomorrow, trying to wrap up this plot~)
Chapter completed!