Originally everything was according to its plan.
The same goes for the Shen family, Shentu Ao, and the Four Elephants Blue Dragon Formation. They are all part of the plan. In the end, all of them will die in their dreams and become the "ration" for the embryo of the God Lord.
Nothing is wasted.
Everything is calculated.
But why?
After all the calculations, the Lord of God will be eliminated?
"Mr. Tu" felt great fear, his whole body was trembling, he stared at the ink painting, and said sternly:
"Come on! What happened?"
What can I say about ink painting?
I killed your god again?
The remaining divine essence will soon be what I eat and drink?
If he really dared to say that, Mr. Tu would definitely eat him alive, tear him into pieces, and even chew his bones.
Mo Hua was nervous and scared, and said with a confused expression: "I don't know, what are you talking about - who is your master?"
Seeing Mo Hua's confused look, "Mr. Tu" frowned and his thoughts changed rapidly.
This kid is just building a foundation, his realm is too low, his practice is still shallow, and he may not necessarily know the inside story about the dream————
But what happened and what did I miss?
Mr. Tu’s forehead jumped and his heart felt cold.
Could it be.——Xun Ziyou!
That sword cultivator elder from Taixu Sect!
"I am plotting against Taixu Sect, and Taixu Sect is plotting against me?"
"They followed their plan and sent an elder sword cultivator into the lonely mountain, deep into the temple, and then I personally sent him into the Dream Demon."
"Their original purpose was to conceive the divine fetus of the God Lord?"
"As for the elder sword cultivator of Taixu Sect—could it be that what he cultivates is——. Taixu Divine Mind Transformation Sword True Technique?!"
Mr. Tu looked horrified, his pale body twisted slightly, and his bones were trembling, "I personally delivered the god-killing 'sword' from the Taixu Sect to the God Lord?"
"It's me, leading the wolf into the house?!"
The mark of divine punishment is still aching faintly.
The scene of purgatory punishment is vivid in my mind.
Mr. Tu turned pale, and then said: "No, it's impossible -"
"That swordsmanship elder is only at the late stage of Jindan. How could he possibly learn how to transform his mind into a sword..."
"Even if he learned it, with his level, how could he possibly hurt the Lord of God?"
"No, no -"
Mr. Tu was confused for a moment. He looked around and soon found Xun Ziyou, who was lying on the ground and had not yet woken up. There was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.
In any case, let’s get rid of the roots first.
If his physical body is destroyed, no matter how strong his soul is, or if he has not cultivated his spiritual thoughts into a sword, he will definitely die in the end.
Mr. Tu walked towards Xun Ziyou step by step,
"He wants to kill Elder Xun!"
Mo Hua saw Mr. Tu's intention and immediately felt anxious.
But he had just established the foundation, and his frontal strength was no match for Mr. Tu, a pale human demon.
The battle with the evil fetus was extremely difficult and drained all his spiritual energy. There was no way he could use the Shocking Eye Technique to interfere with Mr. Tu.
At this moment, in the main hall, a figure suddenly woke up and slowly stood up.
Mo Hua turned around and looked, and was shocked.
Shen Shouxing!
He's not dead?
He was also absorbed into the evil god's dream?
Now that the dream demon is broken, his consciousness has also awakened?
"But - why didn't I see him in the Dream Demon - -
Mo Hua was full of doubts for a moment,
But now that the situation is urgent, I can't think about it anymore.
Seeing the pale human demon controlled by Mr. Tu’s evil thoughts, holding the bloody sacrificial knife, walking towards Elder Xun step by step, Mo Hua had a flash of inspiration, pointed at Mr. Tu quickly, and said with a look of shock:
"It's you! You killed Shen Qingsheng!"
Mr. Tu felt comfortable.
Shen Shouxing, who was still a little confused, his eyes suddenly turned red and he slowly looked at "Mr. Tu".
"Mr. Tu" looks like a human demon with a deformed face and dead white skin. He holds human skin in one hand and a sacrificial knife in the other. His hands are covered in blood.
He looks like a "murderer".
Shen Shouxing was aroused by this bloody scene, his heart trembled for a moment, and his voice became hoarse, "You--killed Qing'er?"
"You————·killed, my only son?"
Shen Shouxing's eyes were bloodshot.
Mr. Tu remained silent and did not refute.
In a sense, Shen Qingsheng did die in his hands.
He activated the dream and gave everyone's spiritual thoughts to the evil fetus. If Shen Qingsheng died in the dream, he would indeed be the "murderer"
Of course, he didn't know that Shen Qingsheng was actually raised as a pig by Mo Hua, and then used as a kite to fly in the sky and feed it to the evil ghosts.
But his silence was equivalent to acquiescence.
Shen Shouxing felt as if he was struck by lightning, and then hatred spread like fire in an instant, igniting the anger in his heart.
Shen Shouxing drew his sword with his left arm, his eyes were ferocious, and he rushed towards Mr. Tu, the light of his sword was fierce.
"I want you to pay for my son's life!
Shen Shouxing was extremely angry and spared no effort with this sword attack.
Mr. Tu did not dare to slack off, so he had to leave Xun Ziyou behind and fight with Shen Shouxing.
Shen Shouxing's sword moves were fierce, and Mr. Tu's vicious move, the sword energy and blood light strangled each other for a while, and the figures were intertwined in the temple, making it difficult to distinguish them.
The ink painting succeeded in diverting the trouble to the east and driving away the tiger to devour the wolf, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
While Mr. Tu and Shen Shouxing were fighting, he sneaked close to Xun Ziyou and shouted in a low voice:
"Elder Xun, wake up—..."
"Hello.
"Elder Xun, wake up quickly——you must not die."
Xun Ziyou still had no reaction at all.
Mo Hua had no choice but to pinch him and pull his ears, "If you don't wake up, we will all die here——"
I don't know whether it was because he heard that Mo Hua was going to die here or because his ears were pinched and it hurt, Xun Ziyou frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
Mo Hua was overjoyed, "Elder Xun, are you awake?"
Elder Xun still felt that his consciousness was drowsy and he had a splitting headache. He wanted to say something but could not open his mouth.
Mo Hua said quickly: "Stop talking and adjust your breath quickly——."
Elder Xun nodded, and then followed Mo Hua's instructions, looking inside the meridians, regulating the breath and spiritual power, and at the same time suppressing the pain in the sea of ​​consciousness.
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.
Just wake up—·
And Elder Xun woke up, and his own safety was guaranteed.
Otherwise, Mr. Tu, who turned into a human demon, might really kill himself.
"There are also Master Gu and Fan Diansi, we need to wake them up too——"
Mo Hua looked around and found Master Gu and Fan Jin again. He repeated his old tricks, pulled their ears and shouted for a long time, finally waking them up.
"Little Mr. Mo——
Master Gu's sea of ​​consciousness also felt tingling.
The various dangers of the dream demon still depleted their spiritual consciousness.
"Shh-" Mo Hua signaled them to keep quiet. He turned around and saw that Shen Shouxing and Mr. Tu were still fighting desperately, so he whispered, "Sneak away first. So Xun Ziyou and the others met up and quietly left the temple together with Mo Hua.
Mr. Tu saw this scene. He wanted to keep a few people behind, but Shen Shouxing was too strong and eager for revenge. He wanted to kill him. He had to go all out and couldn't get rid of him.
What's more, Xun Ziyou also woke up.
He has missed the best opportunity to destroy corpses and kill people.
If this Xun Ziyou really masters the true art of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords, then he is no match for this unfathomable swordsman of Taixu Sect.
Mr. Tu could only watch Mo Hua and the others leave.
Mo Hua and others also left the temple smoothly,
"Are we just leaving like this?" Xun Ziyou asked.
The ink painting is also a bit messy.
He only copied half of Shentu Ao's Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation before he was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a human demon.
This demon is Mr. Tu.
But now, Shen Tu Ao's skin has been peeled off by Mr. Tu who turned into a human demon.
The complete Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation has fallen into the hands of Mr. Tu.
This must have been planned by Mr. Tu a long time ago, and now he finally got what he wanted.
If I want this formation diagram, I have to snatch it back from Mr. Tu.
But he didn't really want to go back and get into this muddy water again.
This Mr. Tu is so weird.
Shen Shouxing also went crazy.
If we continue to struggle with them, no one knows what will happen...
Many people have died in this lonely mountain tomb. If you can get out alive, it is already a victory.
"If you continue to cut off, you will be subject to chaos——"
Mo Hua gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
After experiencing what happened in the dream, Xun Ziyou no longer regarded Mo Hua as a foundation-building disciple.
Especially, in this tricky situation, he believed in Mo Hua's judgment even more.
Xun Ziyou also nodded: "Okay."
Everyone evacuated the main hall and returned along the way, passing by the outskirts of the main hall.
Outside the main hall, there are rows of golden and extremely gorgeous statues of Huangshan Jun.
Suddenly, Mo Hua suddenly stopped and his heart skipped a beat.
Idol?!
"The one Mr. Huangshan asked me to take away from this lonely mountain tomb, the lair of the evil god, couldn't be————-his natal idol, could it?!"
Mo Hua couldn't help but frown and think.
The statue of the natal god is the basis of the destiny of the god.
The natal statue of each god is unique and unique.
Once the god's natal statue is damaged, at worst, the god will be extinguished and the path will be destroyed, at worst, the origin will be damaged, and the vitality will be severely damaged -
This kind of thing is extremely important and cannot be told to anyone.
To the gods, if there is something more important than the marrow, it can only be the statue of the natal god!
Why Huangshan Jun didn't explain, it may be because he was afraid of revealing the secret of heaven, and other people, or other gods, could detect the cause and effect and steal his roots.
Mo Hua's heart was slightly shaken.
"But where will the tiger's natal statue be hidden?"
Mo Hua raised his head and looked around the temple.
Surrounded by densely packed mountain god statues of various shapes, postures and makeup.
Some stand, some stand, some sit, some lie down, some wear golden armor, some wear luxuriant robes, some wear civil clothes, some wear a big hat -
"The natal statue of Huangshan Jun is hidden in these statues?"
His original intention of casting so many statues was not to be extravagant, but because he had a premonition of an approaching crisis, so he "hid the trees in the forest" and used these numerous "false statues" to hide his "statue of his natal god" to avoid being discovered by others.
?
The more I think about Mo Hua, the more possible it becomes.
"Mo Hua, what's wrong?" Xun Ziyou asked when he saw Mo Hua suddenly standing still with a thoughtful look on his face.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "Elder Xun, help me find a statue."
"Idol?"
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
Mr. Tu and Shen Shouxing are fighting to the death, and there is still some time. He wants to find the natal statue of Huangshan Jun and take it out of the Gushan Tomb.
This was Huangshanjun's entrustment before his death.
In the midst of the nightmare, Huangshan Jun helped and saved himself.
If he hadn't died together with the evil fetus, people like himself might not have been able to escape from the dream.
As for the Gushan incident, all parties are plotting it. The stakes are high and there are too many variables.
If you don't look for it now, once you leave the temple, you may not have the chance to come back again.
Huangshan Jun's natal statue will be buried together with this temple at the bottom of a mass grave on this lonely mountain, never to see the light of day again.
What's more, he also gave himself a "gift from heaven",
Both emotionally and rationally, this natal idol must be found.
Seeing Mo Hua's determined expression, Xun Ziyou didn't ask much, nodded, and asked:
"What kind of idol are you looking for?"
Mo Hua frowned. He was not sure, so he could only say: "Find one, strange, or one that is different and unique at first sight..."
Xun Ziyou turned his head and looked at the statues in front of him with different shapes, almost all of which were "different", and said silently:
"Let's look for it."
So, Mo Hua took Elder Xun, Master Gu and Fan Diansi, who were a little confused, to find the only statue of the natal god among all kinds of mountain god statues.
At this time, in the temple.
The demons possessed by Shen Shouxing and Mr. Tu are still going back and forth, fighting to the death.
Especially Shen Shouxing, who seemed to have lost his mind, regardless of life and death, and all his attacks were fatal.
He was at the peak of his golden elixir, and when he went crazy, he was like a vicious dog. It was very difficult for Mr. Tu to resist him.
As the injuries worsened, Shen Shouxing's eyes gradually dimmed and became clouded.
At the same time, his vision became much clearer.
Vaguely, he saw another face above the head of the human-demon monster in front of him.
This face is elegant and gentle, but it reveals a sense of indifference and cruelty.
And Shen Shouxing recognized this face.
His pupils immediately shrank, "Are you actually————Elder Shen?"
The human demon's distorted face froze, and he frowned: "How did you recognize me?"
He is a servant of the God Lord, his evil thoughts are beyond those of ordinary monks, and he is an existence from another dimension.
Ordinary monks only see a human demon as a "puppet". They cannot see the blood shadow parasitic on the human demon at all, nor can they see his true appearance.
But now, he was actually recognized by Shen Shouxing. Shen Shouxing was a little unbelievable. After thinking for a moment, he connected everything and said bitterly: "It's you-" Everything is you!"
Shen Shouxing looked pale and gritted his teeth and said:
'You gave me the idea about Gushan; you gave me the method of sealing the corpse in the tomb; it was you who said that it would make me prosperous and that my path would be boundless.
Mr. Tu stopped pretending and said with an indifferent expression:
"Did I say something wrong? Haven't you been very successful in recent years? Sitting in the position of the most powerful elder of the Shen family, aren't you the one who can call upon the wind and rain, and be so high-spirited?"
"No, that's not right——" Shen Shouxing's eyes trembled, "You are plotting all this against me. I am just————. Your chess piece——"
Shen Shouxing looked deeply at Mr. Tu, who was inhabiting the body of a human demon, and said in a cold voice:
"You are not at all an elder of Qian Dao Sect with a strong family background. What on earth are you?"
Mr. Tu smiled sinisterly and said nothing.
Shen Shouxing felt a chill in his heart.
He always thought that the Shen family was the biggest profiteer by taking over the mines in Gushan and massacring the unscrupulous cultivators.
But now I see that everything is wrong.
The biggest profiteer is not their Shen family.
Behind the scenes, there is something even more sinister, which has been staring at them—
The aristocratic family was so busy trying to make money and hiding dirt that they didn't notice it at all.
Shen Shouxing was filled with regret.
Mr. Tu smiled, his laughter sharp and gloomy:
"You and I each get what we need, so what's the plan? Without my help, how could the Shen family rise, and how could you become the elder?"
"All of this is what you want."
"Your glory and wealth are all given by me."
This sentence seemed to touch Shen Shouxing's heartstrings.
"Prosperity and wealth?" Shen Shouxing's eyes dripped with blood and he laughed to himself, "What's the use of glory and wealth?"
"My son is dead, my only son is dead."
"I have no descendants."
"Family interests, power and status, all the things I have worked hard to earn all my life, in the end no one will inherit them. They are all just a dream and someone else's wedding dress."
"A lifetime of hard work, all in vain—"
"This is retribution—"
In Shen Shouxing's heart, a trace of absurdity and a trace of sadness arose, which then turned into deep despair.
His son died, he had no descendants, and he was completely in despair.
It's like a key that unlocks the seeds in your heart and finally sprouts.
Shen Shouxing's eyes gradually turned gray-black, his will was completely gone, and his mind was completely crazy.
"Let's die together——."
He abandoned his long sword and rushed towards Mr. Tu like a mad dog. He used his hands and feet to tear Mr. Tu's body, and even opened his mouth to bite Mr. Tu's flesh and blood.
"Crazy?"
Mr. Tu sneered.
"Those who seek fame and fortune without a strong Taoist heart are just playthings after all."
Mr. Tu manipulated the demon and started fighting with the crazy Shen Shouxing.
Once a monk's Taoist heart is extinguished, only his instincts will remain. Without the exquisite Taoism, he will be much weaker.
Therefore, although Shen Shouxing looked terrifying, he lost his mind and his killing power was not strong. He only left a series of flesh-gnawing wounds on Mr. Tu when he bit.
These wounds are not serious, especially for a "human demon" whose flesh is deformed and turbid.
Mr. Tu didn’t care either.
But what he didn't notice was that after being bitten by Shen Shouxing, wisps of strange gray slowly seeped into his flesh and blood, and then disappeared.·
I was looking for the ink painting of the natal god's statue, and my scalp trembled for no reason.
A chill came over my heart.
But the chill came and went quickly. By the time Mo Hua noticed it carefully, he could no longer feel anything.
"What's going on——"
Mo Hua frowned and wanted to calculate carefully, but he didn't know what to calculate. Moreover, time was urgent and it was important to find the statue of his natal god. He could only suppress his doubts temporarily.
But there was no progress in finding the statue of the natal god.
There are so many statues placed on the outside of the temple, beside the huge wall, that it really looks like a "forest of statues", and they all have different postures and are all very special. It is impossible to identify which statue belongs to the tiger.
Destiny.
Thinking about it, if it were so easy to find, his natal statue would have fallen into the hands of Mr. Tu and the evil god long ago.
But it’s just that others can’t find it. You can’t make it so difficult for yourself..."
If you can't find the idol, how can you fulfill the tiger's mission?
Mo Hua calmed down and recalled Tiger's last words again:
"If we are really friends - take my - and leave the lonely mountain."
If it is a friend, then take his "natal idol" and leave the lonely mountain.
Mo Hua thought about it for a while and felt that this sentence should have another meaning——
If they are really friends, then they should be able to recognize his natal idol.
Why?
I am friends with the fallen tiger, so should I find the source from the Huangshan tiger in Dry Mountain?
The downtrodden tiger————·
In my mind, every bit of interaction with Huangshan Jun passed by one by one like a horse watching flowers——
Suddenly, Mo Hua remembered something.
A long time ago, one day, he felt sorry for the tiger's miserable life, so he brought some offerings of chicken, duck, and fish to feed him.
After eating and drinking, Huangshan Jun took himself to a cliff behind the ruined temple.
Clusters of old vines cover the cliffside, covering a steep stone staircase.
Going down the stone steps, there is a cave.
There is a statue of a god hidden in the cave.
Mo Hua gradually recalled the appearance of the statue:
He is tall and dignified, with a long and narrow face and majestic eyes, somewhat similar to Huangshan Jun. His whole body is made of fine copper, and some places are even plated with a layer of gold.
Compared to the clay sculpture in the ruined temple, I don’t know how much better it is————
Huangshan Jun regards this statue as a treasure and hides it very deeply. If he had not had a close relationship with him, he would not have told him.
In other words, this is something only "friends" can see.
The statue under the cliff should not be Huangshanjun's natal statue, but it must be the most "similar" thing to his natal statue.
His real natal idol is hidden in the lonely mountain, and he dare not look for it. With his current desolate state, it is impossible to find it back.
Therefore, he could only make a fake one and use it as a thought.
Although it's fake, since it's just a thought, it should look pretty much the same.
This is cause and effect, which is the clue given by Huangshanjun!
Mo Hua's eyes lit up.
In his mind, he recalled the appearance of the statue in the cave on the cliff, and then he let go of his consciousness and scanned the hall, comparing the mountain god statue in his mind with the dazzling array of statues in the hall.
The ink painting is full of thoughts and sharp perception.
One after another, statues of gods of different shapes passed through his mind one by one, like fleeting lights—"
Finally, Mo Hua's heart was shaken and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Elder Xun, follow me!"
Elder Xun didn't know why and nodded.
Mo Hua led everyone to an inconspicuous corner of the temple.
In the corner, there is a statue of a god.
To Mo Hua's surprise, the statue was not big, only half a person tall, and it did not look so exquisite or luxurious.
The face of the statue is somewhere between the majestic Huangshan Tiger of Gushan and the Luohuang Tiger of Dry Mountain, even more like the desolate Tiger.
Thrown in a corner, it looks very simple compared to the surrounding statues.
It's even a bit like "pin".
"This is————.the tiger's natal statue?"
The ink painting was a little uncertain for a while.
You only have one chance, if you get it wrong, it's over.
Mo Hua frowned and was very confused.
At this moment, Xunzi frowned and asked in a low voice: "Mo Hua, what are you looking at?"
What to see?
Chapter completed!