Chapter 721: Disaster Begins
Cheng Mo and others were confused, "Senior Brother, what do you want these things for?"
Mo Hua said seriously: "This matter is related to Daoting's driver secrets. I can't tell you yet, and I haven't got anything to study it, so I'm not sure..."
Daoting driver secret!
The disciples were filled with awe.
As expected of a young senior brother, he even knows the secrets of Daoting's driver.
"But," some disciples wondered, "the encrypted letters are okay, the blank jade slips, the messenger orders with the message erased... these should be useless."
"It's okay, I have my own way." Mo Hua said calmly.
"oh oh."
The disciples nodded somewhat blankly.
The Yuan Magnetic Formation is an alternative deviant formation, a branch of the Bagua Thunder Formation, but it is separate from the orthodox and universal inheritance of the Five Elements and Bagua Formation.
The Taixu Sect does not teach, and their disciples generally have little contact with it and know very little about it.
Mo Hua thought for a while and then said: "If we find clues, we can issue a reward through Daotingsi. Everyone can earn some merit by following the gangsters."
Offer a reward through Daotingsi!
Everyone was shocked.
Fortunately for Cheng Mo, he knew that Mo Hua had some connections in Daotingsi.
The other disciples were shocked and had expressions of surprise. When they looked at Mo Hua again, their eyes were different, even with a hint of respect.
It is not a big deal for the children of the aristocratic family to rely on the family's power and find Daotingsi to do something through the family elders.
But in the sect, being able to connect with Daotingsi and issue rewards on your own has a completely different meaning.
What's more, good bounties are extremely precious and must be snatched.
Not only do you have to compete with your classmates, but you also have to compete with the senior brothers and sisters.
Many times, they, the most junior disciples, can only accept simple rewards, or others can choose the remaining rewards.
The merit earned is naturally very meager.
"Don't worry, little senior brother, we'll take care of it!"
All the disciples agreed one after another.
So for a period of time after that, every now and then, fellow disciples came to Mo Hua to "offer treasures":
"Little senior brother, little senior brother, I used the method you taught me to catch a bandit with excellent water properties, and from him, I found a demon bone. It looks like the bone of a water demon. Let’s see if there is anything fishy about it..."
"Senior Brother, your Bagua Mountain Stone Armor is really useful. Those evil cultivators who practice demon skills and are extremely powerful wouldn't hurt us at all if they hit us with their fists and feet. These are some jade slips they brought with them, Daotingsi checked and found nothing, little senior brother, please take a look..."
"Senior Brother, I picked up a broken sword. I don't know if it is of any use..."
"I caught a flower-picking thief and got a jade slip, please taste it..."
…
Within half a month, Mo Hua had a bunch of things in his hands.
There are all kinds of things.
Some of them are indeed the evil weapons of the demon cultivator, but after the demon cultivator is arrested, most of the storage bags will be confiscated by Daotingsi.
Those with obvious demonic aura cannot be brought into Taixu Sect.
So what Mo Hua got were just bits and pieces of evil weapons.
These evil weapons are of no use.
However, through calculations in the ink paintings, we can faintly see that these evil weapons have some bloody cause and effect attached to them.
It seems that some vicious demonic cultivators have been using these evil weapons to slaughter monks indifferently recently.
In addition, there are some sheep's horns.
But it's really just an ordinary goat demon's horn, and has nothing to do with the Great Wild Evil God.
There is no sect token either...
In Mo Hua's speculation, since these demon cultivators can get together, it will definitely not be spontaneous. At least there will be a small organization, or it may be a branch of a certain demon sect.
If this is the case, then there is a high probability that there will be a demon sect token.
The basic principle of the Demon Sect Token should be similar to that of the Taixu Sect or other sect tokens. They all use the Yuan Magnetic Formation to build the bottom layer and expand their functions.
The basic ones will have communication functions.
If it were more high-end, there would be a "Pavilion of Merit" similar to the Taixu Sect, which contains many of the sect's treasures...
If you can get this kind of token, there will be a lot of things to "research".
Mo Hua was looking forward to it.
Unfortunately, this kind of sect token has not been found yet.
On the contrary, Mo Hua got one by sending a message.
A few days later, Yang Qianjun handed a messenger order to Mo Hua and said: "Cheng Mo and I are doing a mission in a second-grade fairy city called Qingping City near the border of Qianxue State. "After the mission was completed, on the way back, I saw a monk acting sneaky, obviously not like the monks in Qingping City, so I asked him a few words."
"The monk's answer was quite accurate, but his eyes occasionally dodge, as if he was hiding something."
"I felt something was a little strange. I pretended to leave, but actually returned and followed quietly. In the end, I found out that this monk secretly used human skin as a mask to disguise himself. I don't know what he was planning."
"Cheng Mo and I teamed up to capture him and sent him to Daotingsi. All other things were seized by Daotingsi. Only this messenger order was erased, so I took it with me. I’m back for you…”
Mo Hua took the order and looked at it a few times.
This is a light green messenger with the smell of elixir and blood.
His consciousness sank into the messenger order, and it turned out to be completely blank, everything had been erased.
Generally speaking, this is indeed the case.
But Mo Hua's eyes were slightly focused, and with a deep glance, he could see that under the blank surface, there were messy irregular magnetic patterns, fixed fixed magnetic patterns, and obscure and indelible secondary thunder patterns.
The passing rain leaves traces, and the passing geese leave their sounds.
Underneath all appearances, there are traces, but some people just can't see it.
"Is this messenger really useful?" Yang Qianjun asked curiously when he saw Mo Hua's focused expression.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "Thank you, Brother Yang."
Yang Qianjun smiled and said, "As long as I can help, you're welcome, little senior brother."
Yang Qianjun is a few years older than Mo Hua, and the two of them have different opinions.
Mo Hua calls him "eldest brother" and he calls Mo Hua "senior brother".
After returning to his disciple's residence, Mo Hua began to restore the messenger order.
The entire process is already familiar to me in ink painting.
On the brightly lit desk, there are array trays, array paper, and pen and ink.
Mo Hua first dismantled the messenger order, copied out the fixed magnetic pattern, then recorded the next thunder pattern one by one, and then simulated it on another array disk.
He got a copy of "Annotations on Fixed Magnetic Patterns" from Mr.
Although "Annotations on Fixed Magnetic Patterns" is not comprehensive and only contains some general annotations, it is barely enough for ink painting at the moment.
Through the annotation of the magnetic patterns, the ink painting can already understand the meaning of these fixed magnetic patterns.
He first repainted the fixed magnetic patterns on the array disk.
Then, on this basis, the secondary thunder pattern was simulated to restore the erased words in the order.
As the magnetic patterns were restored and the formations circulated, the disappearing characters gradually appeared one by one.
"April... fourteenth..."
"Fellow Taoists from the same sect gathered in Qingping City..."
There are some words missing at the back. I don’t know if the fixed magnetic pattern is reproduced wrongly, or if there is an error in the secondary thunder pattern.
The ink painting continues to deduce.
"Gathered in Qingping City...destroyed..."
Destroy?
Mo Hua was startled, his eyes were slightly solemn, and he felt something was not good in his heart.
He continued to deduce, and the last two words were slowly revealed.
"The door is full..."
Mo Hua was startled and connected all the words:
On April 14, Taoist friends from the same sect gathered in Qingping City and wiped out... all the families?
Mo Hua took a breath of cold air.
Destroy the whole family!
The Xie family in Bishan City, the monks were slaughtered in the sea of fire, and after being dismembered, the scenes of wailing, struggling, and pain emerged in Mo Hua's mind.
The ink painting is a bit unbelievable.
These demon cultivators are still planning to exterminate the family!
But...whose family will be destroyed?
In the order of communication, the key words were not restored.
Mo Hua read this sentence over and over again, then proofread the fixed magnetic patterns, and checked the thunder patterns again and again. After struggling for a long time, it still didn't work.
I only know that the target of the demon cultivator's extermination this time is in Qingping City, but I don't know which family or clan in Qingping City.
Mo Hua frowned.
Kill the whole family...
Are these demon cultivators also minions of the evil god?
What's the point of their extermination?
Mo Hua recalled the affairs of Qianxue Zhoujie one by one, and finally connected them gradually.
In the second-grade Bishan City, the Xie family was wiped out.
Near Bishan City, a Bishan Demon Palace was built. In the Demon Palace, there was an altar.
Along the Yanshui River, the former fishing village was also wiped out.
The fishing village has directly become the preaching ground of the evil god. The nightmare is connected to reality. There is a river temple and an altar in the deepest part.
In this way, "annihilating the clan" can be regarded as the prerequisite for building the temple of the demon sect and the altar of the evil god?
Why?
Mo Hua thought about what he had seen and heard in the small fishing village one by one, and he had a guess in his mind.
To build an altar, you need to feed demons.
After the sect was wiped out, the monks' flesh and blood were used to sacrifice the flesh and blood demons.
The remaining souls of the monks were used to sacrifice and refine into evil spirits.
In the Demon Palace, some formations, the river of flesh and blood, the wall of bones... all also require "people" as "building materials".
This is true for fishing villages.
The Bishan Demon Cave has not yet been built, and before Daoting Si attacked it, Fire Buddha also destroyed most of the secrets of the Demon Palace, leaving few clues.
But the ink painting is probably about the same.
There are rules for everything. When the evil god preaches, makes sacrifices, and builds altars, he must follow a certain process.
"Treating all living things as stupid dogs and treating all living things as 'human beings and animals', this is the way of the evil god..." Mo Hua's eyes were cold and he sighed deeply.
Then he had some doubts.
If you do this kind of thing under the nose of Daoting, there must be a mole in Daoting Division.
At the same time, to lead these unruly and crazy demon cultivators to destroy the whole family without anyone noticing, there must be a demon leader in the same realm with extremely powerful cultivation and ruthless methods to take the lead.
Previously, he was the Fire Buddha who was at the pinnacle of foundation building and practiced forbidden arts.
But now that the Fire Buddha is dead, who will do such a thing?
Mo Hua can’t think of anything.
"April 14, there are four days left..."
Four days later, no one knows which family will be wiped out by the demon cultivators.
Mo Hua felt a little cold in his heart.
But now he has been "grounded"...
Mo Hua thought for a moment and then immediately sent a letter to Gu Changhuai: "Uncle Gu, Qingping City, in four days, the Demonic Cultivator will wipe out..."
Gu Changhuai was silent for a long time, and then he passed a message:
"How did you know?"
Mo Hua was about to answer when he was suddenly startled.
Uncle Gu asked: "How did you know?" instead of asking: "How did you know?"
This shows that he already knew about this before this.
Mo Hua was a little surprised:
"Uncle Gu, do you already know?"
Gu Changhuai was a little helpless, "I arrested a few criminal cultivators, tortured them, and got some clues..."
Then Gu Changhuai asked: "How did you know?"
He is the Diansi of the Daoting Department and is responsible for surrounding security. It is his duty to arrest criminal cultivators and demon cultivators. It is not surprising to know this.
But how did Mo Hua, a sect disciple who never left home, know about the demon cultivator's plot?
Obviously, he only learned about this news two days ago.
Gu Changhuai frowned slightly.
Mo Hua told the truth: "I restored a messenger order, and what I saw on it..."
Is it a summons...?
Gu Changhuai sighed, as expected.
The formation master is indeed too outrageous.
The Daoting Division monks under him worked tirelessly to keep tabs on him, do their best to make inquiries, and even interrogated him with torture for days and nights. Finally, they finally managed to pry out this bit of information from the mouths of several demon cultivators.
As a result, Mo Hua, the kid, got a messenger order. After explaining it and restoring it, he knew everything...
People are more infuriating than others.
Of course, Gu Changhuai knew it in his heart.
Daotingsi does "tiring work", while Mo Hua does "technical work".
Especially the technical work of ink painting, which involves tricky and profound formations, is actually much more difficult than them squatting to follow and torture.
Gu Changhuai sighed again.
He didn't even dare to think about how unbelievable his formation skills would be when Mo Hua grew up.
"Don't tell anyone else, lest the news leaks out and alert the enemy," Gu Changhuai warned.
"Yes, yes, I understand." Mo Hua nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Uncle Gu, do you know which family the demon cultivator wants to destroy?"
Gu Changhuai hesitated slightly and replied: "It hasn't been found yet."
"What is Dao Tingsi planning to do?" Mo Hua asked.
Gu Changhuai was silent.
Mo Hua then said: "You don't need to say too much, just reveal as much as you can."
Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment and sighed:
"It doesn't matter which family is destroyed..."
Mo Hua then understood, "Set up a dragnet to catch turtles in a urn. As soon as the demonic cultivators enter the city with the intention of killing people and destroying the family, we will encircle and suppress them in turn."
"So it doesn't matter whose family they want to destroy, whether they know or not."
"Is that so, Uncle Gu?"
Gu Changhuai: "..."
You've said it all, what else can I say?
"Absolutely." Gu Changhuai said vaguely.
Mo Hua thought for a while and suddenly said: "Uncle Gu, Qingping City is a second-grade immortal city and not too small. Your Daoting Division doesn't have enough manpower..."
Gu Changhuai said alertly: "What do you want to do?"
Mo Hua whispered: "Shall I find you some help?"
Gu Changhuai disdainfully said, "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Just stay in the sect peacefully, practice well, and learn more formations. Don't think about whether you have these things or not."
"Although Daotingsi doesn't have enough manpower, it's not enough to ask for your help yet..."
Mo Hua said silently: "Near the border of Qianxue State, in the second-grade Immortal City, demon cultivators gathered together and planned to destroy the family. They dare to do such a thing..."
"There must be an insider within Daotingsi."
"Uncle Gu, do you really feel safe using people from Daotingsi?"
Gu Changhuai was silenced by Mo Hua's question.
Everyone is tacitly aware of the mole thing.
And if you want to ambush in Qingping City and catch turtles in the urn, you must use a large number of manpower.
In addition to the Gu family monks, there must be other Daotingsi monks.
It's okay for the Gu family monk, he knows the basics, but for the other Dao Tingsi monks, whether it's black or white, it's hard to tell clearly what's hidden in their hearts.
Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and then asked Mo Hua: "Where did you get the manpower?"
He was indeed curious.
Mo Hua said proudly: "They are all fellow disciples of my Taixu Sect. They are very familiar with me, and their ingredients are also very pure. At least they are cleaner than Daotingsi."
And they all call me "little senior brother".
Gu Changhuai's eyes were blank, a little surprised.
Mo Hua's relationship and connections in Taixu Sect are becoming increasingly difficult to understand.
However, Gu Changhuai still worried: "No, it's too dangerous. Those demon cultivators are at least in the middle and late stages of foundation building."
Mo Hua said: "It's okay. They won't fight head-on. They just need to help build a trap, guard the perimeter, and pick up any leaks."
Such dangerous things must be done by the experienced and experienced Daotingsi Chief Executive.
Gu Changhuai nodded slightly.
This is just fine...
Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and then said, "Do you want to earn merit for them?"
"Of course!" Mo Hua said confidently, "There is no free chicken drumstick in the world!"
Mo Hua added: "...What's more, I know you well, Uncle Gu. I usually work for nothing, and if I suffer a little loss, I will suffer a little loss."
"But they are different. They are all children of aristocratic families, and they all want to save face. Wouldn't it be unreasonable to go out and not earn some merit?"
Gu Changhuai curled his lips.
This little kid is full of nonsense.
I have never seen him work in vain, let alone suffer any losses. Most of the time, he makes others suffer.
"Okay." Gu Changhuai sighed.
Mo Hua asked cautiously: "How much merit can I give?"
Gu Changhuai said: "Two hundred."
Mo Hua shook his head, "At least four hundred."
Gu Changhuai had a headache.
After some reluctant bargaining, the final merit was set at three hundred.
Mo Hua has tried his best.
As a "little senior brother", he can only do so much.
But for ordinary disciples, three hundred meritorious deeds is not a small amount.
The next day, while having dinner in the dining hall at noon, Mo Hua quietly said to Cheng Mo: "We have a big errand that requires about fifty people. When the job is completed, each person will receive three hundred merits."
Cheng Mo was shocked.
Fifty people, each with three hundred merits, this is really a big job!
"Senior brother, where did the errand come from?" Cheng Mo also lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.
Mo Hua said: "I can't say the specifics yet. You will know when the time comes, but this job is relatively risky, so you must find an experienced person."
Cheng Mo nodded, "This is natural."
"Also," Mo Hua thought for a while and added: "We need to find someone we are familiar with, someone who knows the details, and can't let the news leak out."
"Besides, try to find children from aristocratic families outside Qianzhou who have little connection with local aristocratic families in Qianzhou."
"If it is a local aristocratic family in Qianzhou, then the relationship must be very good, like Hao Xuan's."
Cheng Mo was confused, but he always believed in ink painting.
What the ink painting says is what it is naturally, and you can’t just ask the unnecessary questions.
"Don't worry, little senior brother," Cheng Mo patted his chest, "Keep it with me!"
After that, Cheng Mo went to find people secretly, and found a total of fifty disciples.
Except for Situ Jian, Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan, and Yi Li, who are familiar with each other, most of the others are disciples who have had friendships with each other and whose character is trustworthy.
And with three hundred meritorious deeds, there was almost no reason to refuse.
They agreed without thinking.
Mo Hua's consciousness moved, he scanned everyone and nodded with satisfaction.
That's enough manpower.
After that, Mo Hua repeated his old tricks and "colluded" with Gu Changhuai inside the Daoting Division. They cooperated internally and externally. With extremely keen spiritual awareness, at the appointed time, in front of a group of senior brothers and sisters, he "quickly" grabbed a meritorious amount. A huge bounty with vague description and unclear meaning.
It's like being in front of a group of hungry wolves and taking away a big piece of fat...
(End of chapter)