Xun Zixian's eyes trembled, and he immediately pointed his finger, condensing white sword light, and stabbed the bone tablet with squirming blood streaks.
A layer of red light appeared on the bone tablet.
The sword light penetrated the strange blood-colored light shield, and after a moment of stalemate, the blood-colored light shield broke apart inch by inch, and hit the bone monument.
A crack opened on the surface of the monument. Under the crack, flesh and blood squirmed, and at the same time, a shrill scream could be heard.
"Ghost sound?"
Xun Zixian's expression changed and he quickly covered Mo Hua's ears, but Mo Hua's expression remained normal.
This level of evil voices could not shake his mind and spirit. On the contrary, several other Jindan elders nearby frowned, looked uncomfortable, and felt nauseous.
Seeing the shrill screams getting more and more harsh, Xun Zixian immediately said: "Let's take action together and tear down this monument!"
Several other Jindan elders also knew that this bone tablet was evil, so they all used their magic weapons and spared no effort to smash the bone tablet engraved with blood patterns into pieces.
The white bones turned into powder, the flesh and blood evaporated, and the squirming blood lines lost their attachment and gradually dimmed until they turned into ashes.
With the power of the formation, the blood energy condensed in the surroundings gradually dissipated.
Xun Zixian breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart became anxious again.
"There are many third-grade evil formations around here that use bones as media, carrion as the base, and blood as ink. If we just let them go like this and let them drink blood and death energy, I don't know what terrible things will happen..."
Xun Ziyou immediately said: "I'll call the other elders, then notify the imperial office, gather people, and try to destroy all these bone formation monuments in a short time."
"Okay." Xun Zixian nodded.
After that, more than a dozen Jindans gathered together. Under the guidance of Xun Zixian, they found the evil formation tablets scattered in the blood swamp of Yanluo Mountain one by one, and then completely smashed them to pieces to destroy the formation.
The blood in the air was slightly lighter, but it was still slowly condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The evil formation in Yanluo Mountain is still in operation.
"It's still too slow, I'm afraid it's too late..." Xun Zixian frowned.
"Elder," Mo Hua said suddenly, "I will also take people to find the Bone Monument. I will divide the troops into two groups, so it will be faster."
Xun Zixian looked at Mo Hua, "Can you find the third-grade evil formation?"
"I'll give it a try," Mo Hua said.
Xun Zixian did not doubt Mo Hua's understanding and accomplishments in formations, but he still had some concerns in his heart, so he turned to look at Xun Ziyou.
Xun Ziyou understood what he meant, nodded and said: "I will take a few elders to follow Mo Hua so that he will not be in danger."
"Yeah." Xun Zixian nodded.
Time is urgent at this time, and I really can’t take care of so much.
Xun Zixian remembered something and solemnly told Mo Hua: "Just destroy it, don't look at it more, don't keep it in your heart, and don't learn it."
The more talented a disciple is, the faster he will learn bad things. Once he falls into the wrong path, he will never recover.
Mo Hua nodded, "Elder Zixian, I understand."
So the group of people divided into two groups, one led by Elder Xun Zixian and the other led by Mo Hua, to find the Bone Formation Monument and destroy it.
The evil formation on the Bone Formation Monument is of the third level, exceeding the level of formations drawn in ink.
But his spiritual consciousness is only one step away from the level 3 and 20 pattern itself. It is not difficult to just find the level 3 formation without drawing the formation.
What's more, this evil formation is flowing, full of blood, and absorbing a lot of causal evil energy. In the vision of the ink painting, it is like a will-o'-the-wisp in the daytime, shining brightly.
The ink painting can be seen at a glance even without the help of formation calculations.
Xun Ziyou, Taixu Sect, and several Dao Tingsi Jin Dan Dian Si, led by Mo Hua, walked in the poisonous swamp of Yanluo Mountain covered with blood.
Mo Hua walked a few steps, glanced out of the corner of his eye, pointed his finger and said, "There!"
Xun Ziyou and several other golden elixir elders looked at each other, and then they took out their magic swords one after another, activated the golden elixir spiritual power, and blasted away the water plants on the surface of the swamp. As expected, they saw the bone monument buried underneath.
On the bone monument, blood streaks squirmed.
Xun Ziyou and the others no longer hesitated, the sword light spell exploded, the bone monument turned into powder, the blood lines dissipated, and the evil array was destroyed.
Mo Hua forced himself to look away from the blood patterns and not look at those evil patterns, lest these dirty evil patterns pollute his eyes.
But to be honest, deep down in his heart, he actually wanted to see it.
He is an array master, and an array master has countless skills.
The evil formation is also a kind of formation, and it also contains a kind of "Tao".
Moreover, his Dao mind is strong, he can eat evil spirits, refine evil thoughts, transform his Dao mind, and has a high resistance to general evil thoughts.
But he still didn't look.
Listen to others and eat enough.
Elder Xun Zixian’s advice should be carefully heeded, and one should not be arrogant just because one’s spiritual foundation is strong.
The bone monument was shattered, the ghostly sound dissipated, and the evil formation here was also destroyed. Mo Hua continued to move forward. After a while, he walked to a depression and pointed to the ground:
"This is also available."
Xun Zi and several Jin Dan elders joined forces to clear the ground, destroy monuments, and break the formation.
After that, the ink painting followed the same method. He pointed out a place, and Xun Ziyou and other Jindan monks destroyed it.
In this way, with him and Elder Xun Zixian joining forces, the speed of breaking the formation was more than doubled.
Soon, the blood-patterned bone monument in Yanluo Mountain was almost completely destroyed.
The evil spirit in the sky has also faded.
The blood mist that lingered in the air also evaporated little by little.
Everyone felt relieved.
Mo Hua and Xun Zixian got together again.
Xun Zixian looked at the ink painting, nodded happily and said: "Well done, thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome, elder. This is what a disciple should do." Mo Hua said gently and politely. Then he turned his head, glanced at Yanluo Mountain, and said: "There should be some bone tablets left in this mountain."
"It doesn't matter," Xun Zixian said, "there are poisonous swamps everywhere here and the terrain is complicated. We don't have enough time now and it will definitely not be completed. I will just find someone to deal with the aftermath afterwards."
Mo Hua nodded.
Then the two of them raised their heads together and looked at the white mist. Miasmic mist and blood mist intertwined into a vast sky, and they both frowned in unison.
They are all formation masters, and they are all extremely talented formation masters. They can all sense the strange energy in this bloody evil formation that is spread throughout the blood swamp of Yanluo Mountain.
"Start the formation with killing..." Mo Hua murmured.
Xun Zixian's eyes trembled slightly, "All killings will be accompanied by blood, bones, rotten flesh, as well as resentment and fear before death, and the yin and evil spirits after death... These are the source of the evil array."
"The more severe the killing, the greater the power of the evil formation."
"and……"
Xun Zixian turned his gaze from the bloody sky to the vast earth and frowned.
Just then, the Demon Sect was encircled and suppressed. The battle was fierce and thousands of monks died tragically.
The flesh, blood, resentment, and evil spirit of these monks after their death were absorbed by the evil formation and transformed into evil power. Finally, they all poured into the earth veins, and then...
Disappeared...
Blocked by the vastness of the earth, it is impossible to find where this evil force is going.
Not only did Xun Zixian fail to see it, but the ink paintings that had resonated with the Great Earth Dao Yun also failed to sense the flow of the power of the evil formation.
The terrain is good and the virtues are great.
The earth contains everything, whether life or death, good or evil.
Evil forces flooded into the earth's veins and disappeared.
And after all, ink painting only has foundation-building cultivation. Even if the understanding is superior to others, many truths are still undetectable due to the limitations of the realm.
Xun Zixian's eyes were solemn, "There is someone behind the scenes of the Demon Sect, and this person's attainments in the evil formation... are unfathomable."
Mo Hua also nodded.
He guessed that this person was Mr. Tu, but he wasn't sure.
Among the minions of the evil god, there may not be an evil formation master more powerful than Mr. Tu.
Xun Ziyou, who was on the side, understood now and his face changed slightly:
"So, have we fallen into a trap? The Demon Sect deliberately set up this formation and asked us to massacre the Demon Sect's disciples to cause massacres and make this formation work?"
Xun Zixian frowned.
Mo Hua shook his head, "Not necessarily..."
He has had too many interactions with the Demon Sect, or the Great Wild Evil God behind the Demon Sect, and he knows some things better than others.
"This formation was probably originally designed like this." Mo Hua said, "Since the Demon Sect is built here, sooner or later, a bloody battle will inevitably happen here."
Mo Hua looked around at the dangerous mountains, rivers and swamps, and said in a deep voice, "This Yanluo Mountain is destined to be a bloody battlefield. The people who set up the formation knew this, so they set up the evil formation here early. He
What we are waiting for is this bloody battle that is destined to happen."
"It's just that the Demon Sect was encircled and suppressed in advance."
"Otherwise, once the demon sect develops for another ten or twenty years, there will be many demon cultivators, probably tens of thousands."
"At that time, Daotingsi will come again to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, and there will be another bloody battle. The number of casualties will probably be ten times more."
"The killing will be too heavy and the blood energy will cover the sky. Even if someone discovers that the poisonous swamp is filled with evil formations, absorbing and transforming the evil energy of death and transmitting it into the earth veins, there will be no way to stop it."
"If we really get to that point and this evil formation is completely fed, I really don't know what terrible things will happen..."
Mo Hua's tone was very solemn.
Xun Zixian, Xun Ziyou, and other elders all looked a little solemn.
The atmosphere is also somewhat depressing.
Xunzi sighed: "The evil heretic is indeed very scheming, weird and vicious."
Xun Zixian also nodded, then he looked slightly startled, silently looked at the ink painting, and his mind moved slightly.
Although the evil ways are insidious, the kid Mo Hua guessed the way the evil formations operate just by glancing at the formations a few times. This shows that his mental agility, use of formations, and insight into principles are no better than those of the devil behind the scenes.
How much difference.
"The old gentleman's concerns are indeed correct. The more talented someone is, the less likely he is to be led astray."
When Xun Zixian thought of this, he said to Mo Hua:
"The encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect is probably over. You can follow me back to the sect first. The Tao Ting Secretary will handle the aftermath."
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Elder, can I go inside the Demon Sect and have a look?"
Xun Zixian kept his expression and asked: "What do you want to see?"
I want to see if there are any clues about the Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation in the Demon Sect...
However, the Green Dragon Formation is suspected of evolving into the Evil Dragon Formation. It is difficult to explain clearly in the ink painting, so I can only say:
"I want to see what it's like inside the Demon Sect and what the Demon Cultivator has done inside."
Mo Hua originally thought that Elder Xun Zixian would not agree.
But Xun Zixian didn't know what he was thinking of. He only hesitated for a moment and then nodded for the first time, "Okay, I'll take you to see it."
Xun Ziyou was a little unhappy.
He didn't want to go to a place like Mo Sect again, let alone Mo Hua.
But Mo Hua wanted to go, and Xun Zixian agreed. He couldn't resist these two people, so he could only call a few other Taixu Sect elders to accompany him, in case Mo Hua did something wrong and he couldn't explain it when he returned.
The interior of the Demon Sect was already in dire straits.
Daotingsi and the elders of Taixu Sect blasted through the formation outside the Demon Sect, and inside the Demon Sect, they fought to the death with the leader of the Demon Sect and a group of Jindan elders. Now the main hall of the Demon Sect has already been
It is dilapidated and there are ruins and ruins everywhere.
But many of the crimes committed by the Demon Sect still remain.
A "blood slave" who was kept in a cage like a pig pen and was unconscious and emaciated beyond human form.
Most of these blood slaves are already dead, having been drained of their blood before the battle.
A few are still hanging on, but their vitality has been depleted and their roots have been damaged, so they may not be able to be saved.
In addition, some monks had their blood removed, made into mummies, and hung them to dry on the rafters.
There is "blood wine" made from human blood, which is placed in the warehouse for demon cultivators to drink.
There are all kinds of cruel torture instruments in the secret room. The torture instruments are painted with evil formations. They have no special meaning. They seem to be simply used to torture people for fun...
…
Mo Hua walked along and saw all this.
Knowing some things and seeing them are actually two different things. Only by seeing them with your own eyes and experiencing them yourself can you understand what they really mean.
Everything in front of me vividly tells Mo Hua:
In the eyes of demon cultivators, people can be spare "dry food", they can be "fruit" for making wine, they can be "livestock" for breeding, but they cannot be "people".
These scenes are deeply etched in Mo Hua's mind.
Mo Hua remained silent.
Xun Zixian saw Mo Hua's expression in his eyes, and then slowly said: "There are different levels of cultivation among monks, and there are different levels of strength."
"Some monks, after their cultivation becomes strong, care about the world and use their own efforts to benefit all living beings."
"And there are other monks who rely on their strong cultivation to oppress, enslave, kill and even wantonly kill other weak monks."
"This is the difference between good and evil."
Xun Zixian pointed to the evil formations spread throughout the Demon Sect and said:
"The same is true for formations."
"Some formation masters understand the way of heaven and use formation techniques to benefit the world."
"There are also some formation masters who have evil intentions and use evil formations to seek their own selfish interests. They even destroy their Taoist hearts and commit a lot of murders in order to build a powerful formation."
"This is also the fundamental difference between a righteous formation master and an evil formation master."
"Many monks have lived in comfort all their lives and have no idea what 'devil' means. Even for a moment, they feel that falling into the 'devil' path is nothing. They may even think that becoming a demon and killing people like hemp is very majestic.
"
Xun Zixian sighed deeply, looked at the ink painting for the last time, and said solemnly:
"Cultivation of demons may lead to strength, and you may be able to control the wind and rain, but you will definitely not be able to enlighten the Tao, and you will never become an immortal."
"You must understand that you want to become an immortal, or you are simply seeking power."
"It is not difficult to understand this question at once. But what is difficult is that after going through ups and downs and hardships in this life, no matter how time flies and the years are wasted, we can still uphold the original intention and clearly understand this truth."
Xun Zixian's tone was deep.
Mo Hua's pupils trembled slightly and he nodded deeply.
After that, he was thoughtful all the way until he reached the deepest part of the Demon Sect and saw the leader of the Demon Sect and the huge blood pool used for training. Then he came back to his senses and looked at the blood pool in front of him.
The blood pool is very large, made of white bones, and surrounded by demonic stone golems with a ferocious appearance.
To fill this pool of blood, I don’t know how many people would have to be killed, let alone how much blood would have to be drained.
But the blood pool is now empty.
A pool of blood was sucked dry by the demon sect leader who possessed the power of the evil dragon during the deadly battle.
There are evil formations all over the blood pool, but these evil formations are ordinary warm and nourishing blood pools, formations that keep the blood fresh and flowing.
It's not the powerful "Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation".
Mo Hua walked around the blood pool, but still found nothing, so he gave up and followed the elders, preparing to return to Taixu Gate.
But before leaving, Mo Hua suddenly remembered something and asked Xun Ziyou:
"Elder Xun, have you ever met a thin elder with a dog pattern on his body and his surname 'You' in the Demon Sect?"
"Dog print?"
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and shook his head, "During the siege of the Demon Sect, I fought against no less than ten elders of the Demon Sect, but I never saw such a golden elixir demon with dog patterns carved on his body."
Mo Hua frowned.
Never seen...
This Elder You got wind of it and ran away early? Or was he killed by other Jindan elders?
"Is this person very important?" Xunzi asked Mo Hua.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and shook his head.
He couldn't say something right.
Logically speaking, this "Elder You" should be a key figure. But with dog marks on his body, he also looks like a "dogleg".
After all, it is a golden elixir, and there is no way I would be willing to be a "dog" no matter what.
Although he was deceived by himself, Mo Hua could feel that Elder You was actually very scheming.
He was deceived by himself purely because his knowledge of formations was not up to par.
When an expert deceives an outsider, it is natural that he will be able to do it right.
Of course, Mo Hua was worried about Elder You, but the more important problem was that Elder You still owed him 1.8 million spiritual stones.
Mo Hua remembers this account very clearly.
"Mo Hua?" Xun Ziyou saw that Mo Hua was lost in thought, his eyes flickering. He didn't know what he was thinking about, so he asked aloud, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this Elder You?"
"It's nothing," Mo Hua said, "I'm just asking casually."
Xunzi looked at the ink painting doubtfully, obviously a little suspicious.
Mo Hua then said: "It's getting late, Elder Xun, let's go back to the sect, otherwise Mr. Xun should be worried."
Xun Ziyou was immediately diverted and nodded:
"That's right, let's go back to the clan first."
The top priority is to send the boy Mo Hua back to the sect first. He cannot be allowed to wander around in this bloody place anymore, otherwise he will not be able to explain to his ancestor if he is contaminated with something unclean.
So a group of Taixu Sect elders escorted Mo Hua and rode a carriage back to Taixu Sect.
Before Mo Hua left, he looked back at Yan Luoshan.
Yanluo Mountain was in ruins, the blood mist had not completely dissipated, and the miasma was hazy, covering the sky.
It's like there's a fog covering something.
The leader of the demon sect who escaped; the golden elixir demon cultivator in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons; Elder You whose whereabouts are unknown;
There is also the unknown, squirming white bone evil formation;
All these things were floating in Mo Hua's mind.
Mo Hua has a feeling that he seems to have come into contact with the essence of the evil god's conspiracy, but there are still too many things, hazy and covered in mist.
Especially the power of death that was transformed by the evil formation, flowed into the earth's veins, and disappeared without a trace...
Mo Hua's heart couldn't help but be cast into a gloom.
…
After returning to the sect, Mo Hua burned incense and bathed to wash away the dust, and then lay down on the bed in the disciple's residence.
The cause and effect of the Demon Sect and the words of Elder Xun Zixian still linger in Mo Hua's heart.
Mo Hua couldn't help but ponder in his heart:
"Where will the Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation be hidden?"
"Do you really have to kill the leader of the Demon Sect to get this formation?"
Mo Hua thought again of the huge blood pool in the depths of the Demon Sect that was used for training by the leader of the Demon Sect.
"If the Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation really needs to kill a lot of people and bleed a lot of blood, it can be successfully warmed and nourished..."
"For the sake of my own strength, I will kill a large number of innocent monks..."
"How can I really do such a thing?"
"Elder Xun Zixian is right. If you pursue power blindly, sooner or later you will become blind, forget your true heart, and lose yourself. In this way, you will become a puppet of power. I don't control the power, but the power controls me...
…”
The ink painting was full of thoughts for a while.
But there are many problems that he cannot solve now.
In addition, in order to exterminate the demonic cultivators, I had spent a lot of time thinking about it, so the more I thought about it, the more dizzy I felt, and before I knew it, I fell asleep like this.
Just when Mo Hua fell asleep, he lost his vigilance and an evil spirit gradually emerged following cause and effect, pouring into his sea of ​​consciousness and seeping into his eyes.
In the evil aura, there are various scenes of the Demon Sect monks who died tragically after being surrounded and suppressed by Daotingsi, as well as the remaining resentment.
These resentments condensed into evil spirits and merged into Mo Hua's eyes.
Unbeknownst to Mo Hua, the "Seven Soul Blood Prison Eye Technique" he obtained from the Water Prison Gate was quietly operating and practicing silently.
The breath of ink painting also brings a layer of coldness.
In the coldness, there is a terrifying, "murderous" evil aura.
And this ferocious aura carries with it the uprightness and majesty of "killing demons and slaying demons".
…
Hell.
Groups of demon cultivator disciples were imprisoned.
In order to prevent the evil formation from operating and absorb the evil spirit, Daotingsi did not kill them all when dealing with the aftermath.
There are still many disciples of the Demon Sect who survived the slaughter of Daotingsi.
These Demon Sect disciples were imprisoned in Dao Prison.
And all this was seen by Li San.
The panicked words among the demon cultivator disciples were all transmitted to his ears verbatim.
Li San suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Dead..."
"My Demon Sect...is dead?!"
All the strength in Li San's body was drained away in an instant, and he fell limply to the ground, his eyes dull, like a dead fish.
And some gossips still poured into his ears involuntarily.
"It's all over, all dead..."
"The ninth elder is dead, the second elder is dead... they are all dead..."
"The leader is alive..."
"What's the use?"
"The Demon Sect has been destroyed, completely finished, from top to bottom, completely finished..."
Among these small words, one sentence suddenly penetrated into Li San's ears.
"I didn't see Elder You, he seems to be still alive..."
…
"From the beginning to the end, I didn't see his figure..."
"If you don't live and die with the Demon Sect, you are truly a traitor!"
…
Elder You!
Li San's eyes suddenly glowed, and he could no longer hear the rest of the words. He only heard those few words:
"Elder You is not dead!"
Not dead...
Li San's face turned pale, his mind was racing, and after a moment his pupils suddenly shrank:
"I see!"
"I finally understand why Elder You wants to send me to Taoist Prison..."
"He has concluded that the Demon Sect will suffer this calamity! He has concluded that a large number of fellow members of the Demon Sect will die miserably!"
"That's why! He designed to send me to prison!"
"This move is to protect me! Let me escape this catastrophe! In order to hope that the Demon Sect will be restored... and make a comeback in the future?!"
"Once I make a comeback, wouldn't I be the Demon Sect's 'minister'?!"
"What's the point of being a mere elder?"
Li San's heart, which had just been dead, was resurrected.
He looked resolute, and his faith in "Elder You" became even more firm in his heart.
"Elder You didn't lie to me, everything was according to Elder You's plan!"
"Everything he did was right! With such foresight and foresight, Elder You must have a grand plan."
"And Elder You's big plan needs me... now, I have to stay dormant, and in the future I will bring trouble to the elder..."
In the dark prison, Li San slowly lay down on the ground and closed his eyes. No one could see the faith and ambition burning in his eyes.
…
At the same time, there was a dark forbidden room.
The green candlelight flickers, and the bones of the ferocious sheep are eerie.
Mr. Tu, whose body was covered with bloodstains, his skin and bones were separated, and was almost deformed by the "divine punishment", roared in a low voice:
Chapter completed!