Chapter 751 Monster
Xunziyou entered the elder’s room and breathed a sigh of relief silently.
He didn't expect that he would suddenly come to his ancestor to discuss matters, and he would suddenly meet Mo Hua at the door.
The ancestor's room is not allowed to be peered into by spiritual consciousness.
Therefore, he never expected that Mo Hua would suddenly come out of the house.
In this way, he, the "peeper", collided with the real owner.
Xun Ziyou still felt a little guilty.
But fortunately, he was a late-stage Jindan monk who had lived for two or three hundred years. With his city and experience at his disposal, he calmed down the strange look on his face in just a moment, pretending not to recognize the ink paintings, and finally passed the test.
"It should be fine..."
Xun Ziyou said silently in his heart.
It's just a meeting. No matter how clever this kid is, he can't possibly notice anything...
And just now, he also saluted himself respectfully and called himself an elder, as if he was responsible for his duties.
Xun Ziyou nodded slightly.
He walked into the inner room and presented a jade slip to Mr. Xun.
"The restructuring has basically been decided..."
"Daoting is already going through the process."
"The specific regulations are still being discussed, but generally speaking, it is nothing more than determining the order of the sect through the ranking of the Dao Discussion Conference."
"Use this to reshuffle the cards and re-negotiate the quotas for the four major sects, the eight gates, and the twelfth stream."
"At the same time, we will use this restructuring to change the sect system in Qianxue Prefecture and improve the status of the 'four major sects' and their share of the Qianlong Mountain Spiritual Mine."
"In other words, after the sect's restructuring, the names of the four major sects are more important than ever!"
"Whoever can grab the quota of the four major sects from the existing four major sects will also have the authority of the new 'four major sects' and the huge spiritual stone interests of Qianlong Ling Mine."
"Of course, if you can't grab it, then these are still the existing 'four majors'."
Mr. Xun's eyes were slightly solemn.
Xun Ziyou sighed:
"This is a clear plan..."
"This is a trap set by the four major sects in order to pave the way for themselves to step by step become a true sect giant not inferior to the Daozhou Dao Sect."
"With such a big piece of fat in front of you, other sects will still want to take a gamble even if they know that the risk is high and the chance of winning is small."
"Before losing, everyone thought they were going to win."
Xun Ziyou was a little emotional.
Mr. Xun nodded slightly.
Yes, before losing, everyone thought they would win...
But now he also wants to gamble.
It’s impossible not to gamble.
Mr. Xun frowned.
He had been feeling restless in recent days, and when he had time to do some calculations, he found that the seemingly peaceful situation was unpredictable, and no matter how he calculated it, it was still a fog.
This is very strange.
Generally speaking, whether it is good or bad, you can always calculate something.
Although Old Mr.
Not a single trace.
This shows that Tianji Karma is locked by something.
There is a "person" here, and I don't want him to figure out anything...
Or, I don’t want everyone to be able to figure it out.
Being able to deceive the secrets of cause and effect in front of him, a cave monk, I am afraid there is a "terrible" existence hidden behind this matter.
Mr. Xun had some vague suspicions in his heart, but he was not sure yet.
After all, some things are too long ago.
Some terrifying existences have long been forgotten.
Today's monks have been in peace for too long and have long lost their sense of awe.
Ignorant of sorrows, I die in happiness, and I lack fear of the real horrors of the world.
The situation is now complicated on the surface, and evil motives are surging secretly.
I'm still thinking of protecting myself Mingzhe, but I'm afraid that won't work.
Then you can only gamble.
Mr. Xun's eyes were slightly sharp, and then he asked: "How long will the sect's restructuring last?"
This kind of major restructuring cannot happen overnight. There are too many families and sects involved, the interests involved are too great, and the impact is too deep. It must take a long time to promote and implement it bit by bit.
Xunzi said leisurely: "It is said that it will last for ten years and three Taoism conferences, and the restructuring will be implemented step by step until the dust is finally settled."
Xun Ziyou hesitated for a moment and then said:
"But even so, I'm afraid that starting from the next Taoism Conference, the knife will start to be used."
"The next one will be a matter of life and death."
"It doesn't even have to be the last one, the situation has already been decided. In ten years, the last Dao Discussion Conference is just the 'coronation' of the winner..."
Xun Ziyou's tone was solemn.
"Ten years, three terms..." Mr. Xun looked solemnly, and then murmured, "I hope this child... can make it in time..."
…
Mo Hua returned to his disciple's residence and practiced as usual.
When he had free time, he sorted out all the formations he had learned.
From the first-level Jue Formation to the second-level Five Elements Bagua Formation, Yuan Magnetic Formation, and the Shinto formations obtained from a small fishing village, I reviewed them all.
And began to think about the formation system as a whole and the differences between formation types.
This can be regarded as an advanced understanding of the battle method.
Ordinary formation masters at his age and level would not be able to come into contact with them, let alone learn so many formations.
The number of formations that Mo Hua masters is more than ten times or even dozens of times that of ordinary formation masters.
The difficulty of the formation he understood was even higher.
After you have learned a lot, you have to summarize and try to unify the formations into one, or at least reflect each other and draw parallels.
Otherwise, if you just study without summarizing, no matter how much you learn, it will be nothing more than a piece of loose sand.
But this kind of inductive understanding does not happen overnight.
There are many types of formations, and they are vast.
If we really want to summarize, integrate and integrate them all into one, just thinking about it, we know that this must be an extremely huge and arduous task.
It takes a lot of time and effort.
At the same time, there are too many formations to learn.
Mo Hua estimated that he might not be able to do it even if he spent his entire life.
But no matter how difficult or great things are, nothing is simple.
The road is right in front of us. Even if the road is long, far away, and there is no end in sight, we must continue step by step.
The monk devoted himself to seeking the truth.
Even if you don't reach the end until the end of your life, you will still fall on the road of seeking the road.
Don't be afraid because the road is difficult, and keep wandering at the starting point until time passes and your body dies and your path disappears.
When he thought of this, Mo Hua's Taoist heart became a little firmer.
He began to concentrate on sorting out the formation.
The other formations are not bad, I have learned a lot about ink painting and practiced them well.
But only for the "Shinto Formation", although I can draw it in ink paintings and practice it regularly when I have nothing to do, I still vaguely feel that I have not understood the true meaning of this type of formation.
Although the Shinto formation obtained from the small fishing village was relatively complete, it was too superficial.
Mo Hua only knows that this type of formation has the effect of "isolating" and "sealing" spiritual consciousness to a certain extent.
It can seal the sea of consciousness and prevent the invasion of weaker evil spirits.
To a certain extent, evil spirits can also be restrained.
But the effect is actually not very strong.
It's okay to deal with ordinary evil spirits, but not stronger ones.
There is no need to think about evil gods, or even existences like evil gods and corpses.
So it's useful, but it's also a bit useless, and it doesn't achieve the expected effect of ink painting at all.
Moreover, Mo Hua always felt that there was still a barrier between his understanding of Shinto formations.
Every other line is like a mountain.
The same is true for the knowledge of formations.
This layer of barrier is this "mountain".
Therefore, although these Shinto formation patterns can be drawn in ink paintings, they are always hazy and half-understood in the heart.
It is far from the clear and thorough feeling when drawing other formations.
There is a hint of speculation in the ink painting.
This type of "Shinto formation" seems to be the same as the Jue formation, involving some complex formation principles and Tao laws... Mo Hua thinks it is very possible.
It's just that he currently has too little inheritance of Shinto formations, and he has no way to learn more, to understand, and to confirm his conjectures.
Mo Hua sighed and sighed in his heart:
"There is almost nothing to learn..."
"Let's talk about it after this year..."
"After the New Year, let's see if I can intercede with Mr. Xun and get rid of my 'restriction', so that I can go out to find evil gods, eat monsters, and beat the 'tooth sacrifice'."
"Even if you can't find the divine formation, you can still improve your 'food', feed the 'laws of heaven' in the sea of consciousness, and relieve the limitations of the growth of your own sea of consciousness..."
…
In the days that followed, Mo Hua calmed down and lived a stable life.
But on this day off, Mo Hua went to the Demon Refining Mountain to practice swordsmanship.
After practicing for most of the day, I killed two hawk demons. It was approaching evening and I was just about to return to the sect when I noticed a commotion in the distance.
There was something strange about the ink painting. When I got closer, I saw a bunch of fellow disciples gathered around.
Some people take elixirs, some mix concoctions, and some take golden needles.
There was a person lying on the ground, it was Cheng Mo.
His face was pale, his lips were dry, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and there was a bloody wound on his chest that was bleeding profusely.
Mo Hua's face darkened and he asked:
"what happened?"
Ouyang Mu, who looked anxious next to him, looked guilty when he heard this and murmured:
"Blame me……"
Situ Jian shook his head and said, "This is none of your business..."
Situ Jian's face was pale and his breath was a little weak. It was obvious that he had consumed too much spiritual energy. There were also some scratches on his robe, but fortunately there were no obvious injuries.
Situ Jian sighed and explained the whole story to Mo Hua:
"Junior Brother Ouyang needed some fox demon hair, claws and bones to make his sword. Cheng Mo volunteered to catch the demon when he was free, and I followed him..."
"It was okay at first, everything went well."
"We found a rare blood fox."
"This kind of fox demon is very rare even in the Monster Refining Mountain where there are many monsters. There is no ready-made strategy. However, everyone has killed a lot of monsters and has experience. Just follow the process and copy the gourd. "
"Hao Xuan laid a trap and set up a formation, and we set up an ambush."
"When the Xue Mei Fox fell into the trap, triggered the formation, and was seriously injured, Cheng Mo and I rushed out to kill the demon fox."
"I was about to succeed, but I didn't expect that this demon fox would actually be able to charm."
"The art of charm?" Mo Hua was startled.
"Well," Situ Jian nodded, "It's just that some monsters are born with the talent to charm monks' spiritual consciousness."
"It can cause monks to hallucinate, become confused, or give birth to all kinds of desires..."
Rao Shihua is a monster hunter and has rich experience in hunting monsters. He has only heard of it, but has never seen such monsters.
"And you fell under the spell?"
"It hit a little," Situ Jian said, "This bloody fox is not yet underage, only the second-level elementary level, and the charm is not strong. Although it made Cheng Mo and I feel a little trance, it didn't have time to get down yet. Killer, we reacted."
"My Taoist robe was torn a few times, but it's nothing serious."
"Cheng Mo was slightly injured, but it was only to the flesh."
Mo Hua frowned and glanced at Cheng Mo who was lying on the ground with his face as white as paper and bleeding profusely. He couldn't help but ask:
"Then what's going on with him?"
Situ Jian looked solemn, "We were charmed by the bloody fox, and our consciousness was in a trance for a moment. Then we came back to our senses and immediately joined forces to kill the fox demon. But at this moment, a 'monster' suddenly came out of the jungle. …”
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed, "Monster?"
Situ Jian frowned and said, "It's a monster. It doesn't look like a monster, but it doesn't look like a human either. In other words, it looks like both a monster and a human."
"It can stand on two legs or crawl on all fours. It has a huge body and is wrapped in black cloth. The whole body is dark and its appearance cannot be seen clearly. Only two eyes are as red as blood..."
"This monster suddenly came out, with sharp claws, and came with a fishy wind. Everyone was caught off guard."
"Cheng Mo took the lead and stood in front of everyone, fighting the monster."
"But the monster was too strong. Just by looking at it, Cheng Mo had a big gash in his chest."
"We rushed forward to provide support. When the monster saw the crowd, it roared and refused to fight. It grabbed the body of Xue Meihu and ran towards the mountains..."
"Cheng Mo is seriously injured and needs to be treated in time. Moreover, the monster is too strong and elusive, so we don't dare to pursue it further, so we can only bring Cheng Mo back first..."
Situ Jian sighed deeply.
Mo Hua's brows furrowed more and more tightly. He glanced at the dying Cheng Mo and asked, "How is Cheng Mo's injury?"
A disciple who is proficient in alchemy said: "He lost too much blood, but he was saved in time. He applied powder to stop the bleeding and gave him an elixir to strengthen the body and restore blood. He himself is a physical practitioner and has a good health. He should Not a big problem.”
"Send it back to the sect later and ask Elder Murong to take a look at it to avoid any further trouble."
"that is……"
The disciple was a little confused, "There are very strange demonic powers remaining in his wounds. I'm afraid these demonic powers are difficult to remove..."
"Demon power?" A disciple asked in surprise, "That monster is half human and half demon. Could it be... a demon cultivator?"
"But in this Demon Refining Mountain, non-sect disciples are not allowed to enter, and before entering the mountain, they will be inspected by the elders. How could there be demon cultivators sneaking in?" Some disciples asked.
Everyone was puzzled.
The ink painting is thoughtful.
Demon cultivator...
Non-sect disciples are not allowed to enter...
Avoid inspection...
He pondered for a moment and said to Situ Jian: "Take me to see where you were attacked by that 'monster'."
Situ Jian nodded, "I'll take you there."
Ouyang Mu said: "I'll go too."
He felt a little guilty, "If I hadn't needed the fox demon's materials to make the sword, Brother Cheng Mo wouldn't have been injured."
Mo Hua comforted him and said, "This has nothing to do with you."
But Ouyang Mu was a bit stubborn and still blamed himself and wanted to do something.
At this time, Linghu on the side smiled and said:
"Let me go and have a look."
Linghuxiao has a good relationship with Xiaomu.
He is a sword cultivator, and Xiaomu is a swordsmith.
Linghuxiao's spirit sword was also maintained and repaired by Xiaomu.
Both of them are good with swords and have compatible temperaments.
Xiaomu's cultivation level was relatively average. If he really faced a confrontation, he could turn Cheng Mo into a seriously injured "monster". He would definitely be in danger.
Although Linghuxiao didn't say it clearly, he obviously wanted to help Xiaomu.
Moreover, this monster, which is neither human nor demon, is a formidable enemy at first sight.
Linghuxiao practiced swordsmanship and wanted to master it.
"Okay." Mo Hua nodded and said, "Linghu will go with you. As for Xiaomu..."
Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu, "You and everyone else should send Cheng Mo back to Taixu Gate. Don't worry about other things, and don't take it to heart."
"Cheng Mo has rough skin and thick flesh, it's okay..."
Ouyang Mu hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.
"Let's go." Mo Hua said, "Brother Hao Xuan, Yang, you should also come with us."
"good."
So Situ Jian led the way, followed closely by Mo Hua, Hao Xuan, Yang Qianjun and Linghu Xiao. The group of five people followed the mountain road and passed through the jungle to the location of the attack.
There was a large pool of blood on the ground.
Part of it is light pink, with a touch of demonic power, and is the blood of Xue Meihu;
The other part was crimson and mostly solidified. This was Cheng Mo's blood.
The situation is clear and exactly what Situ Jian said.
In addition, there was a trail of blood and drag marks on the ground, extending towards the mountain forest.
Apparently the "monster" dragged Xue Meihu's body into the forest and disappeared into the depths.
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice:
"Go into the mountains and take a look."
Situ Jian and others looked at each other and nodded.
So the group of people walked carefully into the depths of the mountain forest...
Thank you Huang Xiaolou and Hundanjun for the reward~
Three updates have been added.
It’s time for the production team’s donkeys to take a break~ (Justified and confident.jpg)
The debt owed to the alliance leader is only one update.
I should be able to pay it back at the end of the month, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
In this way, the debt will be paid off~
Keep your word, the flag raised at the beginning of the month has not fallen!
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(End of this chapter)