The background of Huang Tianhou Tutu is too great.
While wandering around, Mo Hua remembered that his master had said a lot about the origin of the Emperor Tianhou Tu Tu. At that time, he did not have deep experience and deep feelings. Now that he thought about it carefully, he could not help but become more and more frightened as he thought about it.
The so-called visualization pictures reflect the thoughts of other people or some other type of existence.
In other words, what can be seen in the picture is the "Tao" of others, or the "Tao" of some non-human existence...
Ink painting uses spiritual consciousness to prove the Tao. The deeper you delve into spiritual consciousness, the more you understand that it contains too many unfathomable mysteries.
So far, none of the visualization pictures he had seen were simple.
Not to mention the treasure of the Earth Sect, one of the largest sects in Kunzhou, which has been passed down for thousands of years. No one knows what is sealed inside.
Even the Earth Sect itself may not be clear about it.
It may be the ancient Taoist aggregate, or it may be some more terrifying unknown existence.
Mo Hua still remembers what his master said before. Although this earth map of Emperor Tianhou is the most precious treasure of the Earth Sect, it violates the Taoist taboo because it contains the word "Emperor Tian".
No matter how big the Di Sect is, it is only a sect in Kunzhou. It can be called "Hou Tu", but it cannot be called "Emperor Heaven".
Therefore, the Tutu of Emperor Tianhou was forcibly cut up by the old monsters of Daoting and divided into "Picture of Emperor Tianhou" and "Picture of Hou Tu".
The "Huang Tian Tu" was enshrined in the Daoting, and the "Hout Tu Tu" was hidden in the Di Zong.
The Emperor and Queen's earth map has been passed down for more than ten thousand years, and the Tao Yun in it is indeed terrifying.
But among the Daoting, those old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years and have reached the heavens are the real terror...
Could it be that the old monster in Daoting who has reached the sky is... above Dongxu?
Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
The water for cultivating the world is indeed too deep, and the sky for cultivating the world is also too high. I don’t know if it is possible to reach such a state in this life...
besides……
"I don't know if I have a chance to see this map of the Emperor and Empress. I can't see the map of the Emperor and Heaven of Daoting. If I have a chance, I might as well take a look at the map of the Emperor and Empress of the Earth..."
As for the complete map of the Emperor and the Empress...
The master's half-joking but meaningful words rang in Mo Hua's ears again:
"One day, if you can make the Earth Sect surrender and become a vassal, it is not impossible to compete with the Dao Court and merge the Emperor's Heaven Map and the Hou Tu Map into one."
Mo Hua shook his head.
He could hear this sentence before.
Now that I have entered the realm of Qianxue, I have met so many powerful monks and broadened my horizons, I feel that this idea is a bit too arrogant and impolite.
Master can joke, but he must not take it seriously.
Mo Hua put away his thoughts and suddenly thought of Mr. Pi again.
"Then this Mr. Pi should be a rebellious disciple of the Earth Sect?"
After all, it is impossible for an authentic disciple of the Earth Sect to engage in a business like tomb robbing.
Then why did he rebel?
Did he do bad things and was expelled from the sect, or... was he like Boss Jiang, stealing some inheritance?
Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he immediately rummaged through his storage bag again, and then sighed helplessly:
"Thinking too much..."
He was still holding on to the possibility, thinking that Mr. Pi rebelled because he stole the "Houtu Map", or at least stole relevant clues.
Now it seems that it is indeed whimsical.
Ordinary disciples may not even be qualified to see such an existence as Hou Tutu.
But without Hou Tu Tu, Mo Hua discovered another strange thing:
A tooth charm.
This tooth talisman looks like a claw inlaid with dark gold and light silver, or a polished tooth.
The front end of the claws is sharp, translucent, and slightly fluorescent. The back end is inlaid with gold and silver, and there are two words engraved on it:
Touch gold.
"Touch the golden talisman?"
Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, then he turned the tooth talisman over and over to look at it.
It's a pity that he doesn't know much about it and doesn't know much about it. He just vaguely knows that this tooth charm must be very precious, otherwise it would not be pressed at the bottom of the storage bag by Mr. Pi.
Without thinking, Mo Hua directly stuffed this ancient gold-touching talisman into his Nazi ring.
No matter what the use is, it belongs to him anyway.
Ink Hua thought about the remaining formation diagrams, formation books, bronze pens, etc., but did not move them, and put them all back into Mr. Pi's storage bag.
There was not enough time and he didn't have time to take a closer look.
Sure enough, after a while, very subtle footsteps were heard in the distance. Although it was very light, the breath was complex, and it seemed that a group of people had arrived.
The ink painting is a bit surprising.
Mr. Pi, could there be more than one "guest" among them?
How many people are needed to rob a tomb?
While he was wondering, people in the distance came closer. Mo Hua glanced around and found that there were actually seven people.
In addition to the three tomb robbers "Second Master Hui", there are also four "guests".
These four guests were all wearing black robes.
Two of the men were burly, tall and strong, and even had to lower their heads when walking in the corridor.
An old man.
There is also a young man.
The four people were all covered tightly by black robes, and their auras were not exposed. The only exception was the young monk.
Although he was wrapped in a black robe, his face was exposed. He had a fair complexion, handsome appearance, and a somewhat frivolous eyebrow. At first glance, he looked pampered. He was probably the young master of some family.
But Mo Hua had never seen him before and had no impression of him.
Although these black-robed monks have black robes to isolate their spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua intuitively judged that they should all be golden elixirs.
A total of four golden elixirs...
Mo Hua's heart sank slightly, but at the same time he was also a little confused.
These four "guests" looked weird no matter how they looked. He couldn't figure out the relationship between these four people.
The four black-robed monks who came here are a young master, accompanied by three guards?
Or is it the elder of the clan who brings his disciples to practice?
While Mo Hua was wondering, this group of people had already walked over.
Second Master Hui led the way and said politely: "Dear guests, don't worry, everything is ready. We just need to wait for Mr. Pi to open the tomb door..."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Hui was stunned.
The door of the tomb was closed, and the front was empty except for the shackled ink paintings and Shen Qingsheng who was tied up in chains, but Mr. Pi had disappeared.
"Where is Mr. Pi?" Second Master Hui looked around and asked Mo Hua.
Mo Hua whispered: "It seems...dead."
Second Master Hui opened his mouth, and his head was a little confused for a moment.
No...dead? How did you die?
Why die?
Everything was fine, but when they turned around, they just took the guest over, and this Mr. Pi died without saying a word?
For a moment, he didn't know what expression to use to face this abstract fact.
Mr. Hui frowned and asked Mo Hua: "How did Mr. Pi die? Where did he die?"
Mo Hua pointed at the corridor next to him.
Everyone looked in the direction and discovered that at the end of the corridor, in the darkness at the end, there was a stone mill.
Mr. Pi has been ground into a pulp, and his blood is almost solidified...
"Mr. Pi was dismantling the formation, and suddenly there was a strange noise at the end of the corridor. Then Mr. Pi walked towards the corridor as if possessed by a man possessed. Then he triggered the mechanism, and he became like this. …”
Mo Hua said the lie he just made up with a sentimental look on his face.
Everyone was in disbelief for a moment.
Pi Erye and the other two people didn't believe it even more.
"What kind of person is Mr. Pi? He can't die so easily..."
"Go over and examine the body to see how Mr. Pi died. There must be traces on his body."
"That's the cemetery mechanism. Do you also want to die with Mr. Pi?"
"I am Jin Dan."
"So what about the golden elixir? The things in the tomb are not that simple..."
When several people were arguing, the tomb robber named "Mouse" suddenly said: "No," he pointed at the ink painting, "This kid must not be telling the truth. Maybe he was the one who killed Mr. Pi."
Mo Hua silently raised the shackles on his arms, meaning how could he kill someone with the shackles on?
The mouse's eyes narrowed slightly.
Second Master Hui also said in a deep voice:
"What abilities does Mr. Pi have? You and I still don't know? How could he be killed by a kid?"
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.
"but……"
Second Master Hui turned to look at Mo Hua, guessing that Mo Hua must not be telling the truth. He thought for a moment, then looked at Shen Qingsheng, pinched his neck, and asked in a deep voice:
"Tell me, how did Mr. Pi die?"
"I..." Shen Qingsheng hesitated.
Mo Hua glanced at Shen Qingsheng without revealing anything.
Shen Qingsheng immediately trembled and said in horror: "I...I don't know, I fainted, I didn't see anything..."
Even now, Shen Qingsheng still doesn't understand why.
This cemetery is full of evil people.
Mo Hua looks innocent, but he is as sinister and vicious as these Jindan gangsters. If he can kill Mr. Pi, he can also kill himself.
At this moment, the only way to survive is to insist that you know nothing.
And since he was still useful, Mr. Hui couldn't really kill him for the time being.
"Oh shit……"
Seeing Shen Qingsheng shrinking back, Mr. Hui couldn't help but cursed, feeling upset.
He never expected that he would get off to a bad start. Before he could even enter the tomb door, one of them would die first, and the most critical one was Mr. Pi.
The mouse came closer to Mr. Hui, looked at the ink painting and said:
"Second Master, I still feel that this boy is a bit dishonest. Do you want to use some punishment to make him tell the truth?"
Mr. Hui's expression changed.
Mo Hua made a mental note for this one called "Mouse".
You're such a dwarf and so troublesome.
Seeing that Mr. Hui was a little moved and seemed to really want to torture him, Mo Hua said, "You can't torture me!"
"Why?" Mr. Hui raised his eyebrows and asked him.
Mo Hua asked back: "Do you have an array master?"
Second Master Hui frowned, "What do you mean?"
Mo Hua then said: "Mr. Pi is the only formation master, right? He is dead, and there is no one else among you who knows the formations. If you don't know the formations, how can you open the door of this tomb? After you get down to the tomb, you will encounter other formations that will kill you. What do you do?"
Second Master Hui was stunned by the question. He looked at the ink painting and said: "Mr. Pi's formation is not an ordinary formation. Don't tell me, you have learned it at such a young age?"
"I know a little bit," Mo Hua said.
"Nonsense," Mouse sneered, "This is Mr. Hu's unique formation. How could you possibly know it?"
"You have already said that it is a 'unique' formation, not an 'exclusive' formation. The formation is extensive and profound, with complex origins. He is not the only one who knows this formation." Mo Hua said plausibly.
Second Master Hui and others fell silent.
Mr. Pi has always been in charge of the formation, and they really don't understand it very well.
Mr. Pi also regards his inheritance as a treasure and never reveals anything about the formation to them.
At the moment, Mo Hua is indeed the only one who knows how to use formations.
But ink painting is an outsider after all, and it looks too tender...
Mr. Hui was a little hesitant.
At this moment, the handsome young man among the black-robed monks said, "Can you still open this tomb door?"
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his indifferent words.
Second Master Hui's heart trembled, knowing that these "distinguished guests" were unhappy because of their negligence.
This is a big deal.
As for these distinguished guests, they have a lot of money and a lot of background, and they cannot be offended at all.
That’s all…
Second Master Hui looked at Mo Hua and asked, "Can you open this tomb door?"
Mo Hua said confidently: "This is nature."
"Okay..." As soon as Mr. Hui nodded, Jin Dan, who looked like a sharp-mouthed monkey and was nicknamed "Mouse", approached him and whispered something in his ear.
Second Master Hui looked serious and nodded.
The mouse walked up to the ink painting and took Mr. Pi's storage bag from his hand.
In front of Mo Hua, Mouse's eyes were greedy and he turned the storage bag upside down, but he didn't seem to find what he was looking for. He immediately looked at Mo Hua with a sinister expression and said:
"Kid, where is that thing?"
Mo Hua looked confused, "What?"
"That...touch..."
The mouse endured it and swallowed the words into his mouth.
"What?" Mo Hua asked.
The mouse's eyes became more vicious, "It must be you who stole that thing. Hand over your storage bag and let me look through it."
Mo Hua was dissatisfied, "Why do you have to go through my storage bag?"
Mo Zi sneered, then ignored Mo Hua's objection and snatched his storage bag.
In the storage bag of Mo Hua, there are mostly books about formations and patterns.
The mouse couldn't understand it at all.
In addition, there are some elixirs, spiritual stones, and some small gifts given by others.
The mouse rummaged around and couldn't find what he was looking for, so he couldn't help but look at Master Hui.
Second Master Hui frowned, looked at the four black-robed monks next to him, and then said with fear on his face:
"That's all, business is important, that thing... we'll talk about it later."
The rat could only give up.
Mo Hua said: "Give me back the storage bag."
Mo Zi sneered and returned the storage bag to Mo Hua, but before returning it, he took away the spiritual stones and some valuable-looking spiritual objects in the storage bag.
On the surface, Mo Hua "dare to be angry but dare not speak out", but in his heart he already regarded him as a dead person.
Mr. Hui took out a pot of wine, walked to Mr. Pi's body, sprinkled the wine on the ground, and said silently:
"Life or death matters, Mr. Pi, have a safe journey."
Mr. Hui’s voice was low.
But those who work in this field have indifferent temperaments and will not really have any friendship.
When we were alive, everyone ate wine and meat, but when we died, there were fewer people to work and distribute spiritual stones.
At most, it's a bit sad that the rabbit died and the fox died, but it can't be said to be very sad.
After offering sacrifices to Mr. Pi, the matter was forgotten. Mr. Hui turned around and said to Mo Hua: "Open the tomb door. If you can open this door, we will protect you from death. But if you can't open it,
, you can only go and accompany Mr. Pi."
A formation master who can help is a good formation master.
Anyone who can't help is just a dead person.
So, under the gaze of everyone, Mo Hua walked to the tomb door and began to try to decipher the formation on the tomb door.
But what was on the door of the tomb was an unfamiliar ground formation. Mo Hua looked at it for a moment, but still remained motionless. After a while, he stretched out his hand towards Er Ye Hui:
"Give me Mr. Pi's storage bag."
Second Master Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want a storage bag for?"
"Let me take a look at the array diagram."
"Look at the formation diagram?"
"Well," Mo Hua nodded, "I don't know some formations, so I have to learn them."
Second Master Hui felt his forehead jump and said in disbelief: "No... are you learning now?"
After doing this for a long time, where is this guy bragging like this?
He doesn't know the formation on the tomb door at all!
But Mo Hua said confidently: "Otherwise? Who is born knowing everything? Don't they just have to learn?"
Second Master Hui had nothing to say. He pointed at the mouse and said, "Give him the storage bag and let him learn."
Mouse's eyes flickered and he was a little reluctant, but forced by the situation, he still handed the storage bag to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua took Mr. Pi's storage bag, took out several formation books and formation diagrams, and started reading them in front of everyone.
Second Master Hui and others just looked at the ink paintings without saying anything.
But Mo Hua knew in his heart that if he could untie the ground formation and open the tomb door, it would be better. If not, they would definitely kill him first.
Mo Hua calmed down and patiently flipped through Mr. Qipi's formation book.
When it came to formations, Mo Hua quickly got into the mood and studied it with concentration.
After watching this for half an hour, Mo Hua had a rough understanding of Mr. Pi's ground formation inheritance.
The so-called earth formation is related to the earth and has something in common with the earth formation in the Five Elements Formation of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
Earth and earth are both called together, but the earth formation is simpler.
After all, the earth carries all things, not just the layer of "soil" on top.
The Earth Sect's Earth Formation is a step above the Earth Formation, and even the profoundness of its formation theory is infinitely close to that of the Bagua "Kun" Formation.
But this type of ground formation should be a little worse than the real "Kun" formation in Bagua, otherwise it would not be called "earth formation", but directly called "Kun formation".
In the Qiankun Bagua, the Qian Formation and the Kun Formation are formations that govern the pattern of heaven and earth. They may even be related to the Three Talents Formation of Dao Ting. There are very few related inheritances spread out.
The Earth Formation is much more profound to learn than the Five Elements Earth Formation.
This type of formation is related to the Taoist aggregate of the earth. It is not difficult to get started, but it is extremely difficult to truly understand it.
Ink painting is just the opposite.
He has learned the thick earth formation with eleven patterns, has communicated with the Tao Yun of the earth, and is proficient in the method of drawing the ground to form a formation. He will draw the formation on the ground when he has nothing to do.
Therefore, he has an affinity for the land far beyond that of ordinary monks.
The most difficult part of the ground formation is not too difficult for ink painting.
What's difficult for him is that he lacks inheritance, lacks a map, and can't get started.
As long as he learns some basics and crosses the threshold of the ground formation, once he enters the door, the journey will generally be smooth and he will learn faster and faster.
This is the advantage of a solid formation foundation.
I also understood the benefits of Jue Zhen, communicating with Tao Yun, and the difficulty first and then the easy.
Half an hour later, Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he followed Mr. Pi's example. While looking at the ground formation compass, he took out a bronze formation pen, dipped it in spiritual ink, and sketched something on the tomb door.
Second Master Hui and the others didn't notice anything.
On the contrary, the young man in black robe looked at the ink painting with a surprised look on his face and his pupils trembled slightly.
I used a bronze formation pen to draw the formation pattern on the tomb door. Then I checked it again and felt that it should be fine. Then I opened the formation book and followed the instructions in the book. I dipped the pen in ink and drew a few formation patterns.
, used to activate the formation.
There was a flicker of light, and the broken formation patterns lit up one by one.
The sealing pattern was broken every inch.
The tomb door was also shaking slightly.
After a moment, with an ancient, old, rusty sound, the bronze tomb door slowly opened a crack, and Yin Qi seeped out from the crack.
"Really opened..."
Not only Second Master Hui but also the four black-robed monks looked at the ink painting in surprise.
Mo Hua carefully put the formation book, formation map, bronze pen, and compass into the storage bag.
Then he openly took Mr. Pi's storage bag as his own.
Mr. Hui and others were startled for a moment, but they didn't say anything, including the rat, who didn't dare to have any objections to the ink painting.
The monks always speak with their strength.
If you know the formation, can break the formation, and can open the door, you have strength.
At this time, the old man among the black-robed monks said in a voice as hoarse as sand in the wind:
"It's getting late, open the door."
The distinguished guest had spoken, and Mr. Hui did not dare to delay any longer. He walked to the door of the tomb, grabbed the door knocker with an ox head and a horse face, and pulled hard to both sides.
The tomb door was slowly opened.
The place behind the door was empty and dark, with a heart-stopping chill and an almost suffocating sense of depression.
At the same time, a low roar sounded.
Countless evil smells came to my face.
Chapter completed!