Chapter 946 Di Zong
Mr. Pi’s eyes gradually became sinister, but this only lasted for a moment.
Soon his expression calmed down, as if nothing had happened. He took out the compass again and walked in front of everyone. As always, he observed the formation to identify positions, used the compass to orient himself, and walked along the corridor towards Go forward.
Along the way, the corridor was dark and oppressive, and the smell was overwhelming.
There seems to be an unknown danger lurking in the darkness, and it is so cold and creepy.
Everyone looked on guard, not daring to slack off at all.
Mr. Pi and the others are rich in experience and are veterans at this, but because of this, they were very energetic and did not dare to be careless at all along the way.
Seeing this, Mo Hua's thoughts moved slightly:
It seems that there is really an incredible tomb buried under this solitary mountain?
Otherwise, Mr. Pi and the others would never have gone to such great lengths, let alone act as cautiously as if they were facing a formidable enemy...
Mo Hua looked around again, and couldn't help but think of Master Gu's words, and said silently in his heart:
"If there really is a large tomb, wouldn't it be... there may really be 'evil things' that have turned into corpses or ghosts? ?”
This tomb, Maybe it's really more dangerous than he thought...
Mo Hua felt a little scared, and unknowingly moved his steps closer to the few tomb robbers, thinking that dead Taoist friends are not dead poor Taoists, what's the matter? The danger is that these golden elixirs will die first.
But fortunately, the rest of the journey was safe for the time being.
After walking like this for more than half an hour, the corridor gradually widened, the stone walls became stronger, taller and wider, and soon a huge tomb door appeared in front of them.
As soon as the tomb door came into view, Mo Hua was startled, and then he felt a little scared in his heart, and goosebumps stood up.
Not just because the tomb door is ferocious, strict and terrifying.
But because, this is a...
The forbidden door of the water prison!
The shape of the entire tomb door is almost exactly the same as the prison door he saw in the Water Prison Forbidden Picture on the Water Prison Forbidden Box, the most precious treasure of the Water Prison Gate, which was used to suppress and punish sinners.
The eaves are arched like the fangs of a forbidden beast, and the walls are densely covered with patterns, like the chains of a prison, fitting into each other.
At the two gates, the door knockers looked like vicious beasts that were biting people, frightening Xiaoxiao.
The left and right gates are each carved with a human figure, with a human body and an animal head, an ox head, and a horse face. The faces are ferocious and majestic. Each of them holds a shackle, tightly tying the tomb door, as if suppressing the inside of the tomb. things, not allowing them to escape from the ground.
The entire tomb door reveals a gloomy majesty.
Mo Hua knew something about the inside story, so the more he looked at it, the more frightened he felt. He never expected that traces of the inheritance of the Water Prison Gate could be seen in the underground cemetery in Gushan.
Mr. Pi and his party did not know the secret of the water prison gate, but looking at the strict tomb gate in front of them, they felt slightly numb in their hearts.
“Second Master Hui, it’s a bit weird.”
“Why does this tomb door have such a shape...”
“Isn’t it a bit like... a prison? The door? ”
"I just said, why does it look so familiar... Damn it, I have been in Taoist Prison for fifty years, and I hate this thing the most..."
"Don't you think it's strange? The tomb gate is the gate of Taoist Prison. , then isn’t this tomb a big one? Prison?"
"Who is buried and still thinking about going to jail?"
"This is not right..."
"It's not that the person buried is... …that?”
...
A few people whispered in low voices, feeling uneasy.
Mo Hua eavesdropped with his ears raised.
After a while, Mr. Pi frowned and said:
“Now that things have happened, there is no turning back. I am just here to eat. If my head is not on my belt, how can I be qualified to choose? Pick and choose. Besides, I’ve already received the reward, so why not give up?”
"That's right," one of the Jindan monks called "Second Master Hui" said, "What we want is the things in the tomb. Why bother about what is buried in the tomb."
"Humbling underground I haven’t seen anything strange in all these years. The brave ones will be overwhelmed to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death..."
After a few people finished speaking, they became a little more courageous.
"Mr. Pi, please open the tomb door." Mr. Hui said.
"Okay." Mr. Pi nodded, and then followed the same method, taking out the compass, bronze formation pen, and formation paper, and continued to deduce on his own.
But after deducing for a while, Mr. Pi frowned, turned around and asked, "Let's take the 'guests' first."
Second Master Hui was startled, "Isn't it too early? As agreed. , break the door, let's go to the tomb together."
Mr. Pi thought for a while, shook his head and said: "This tomb door is more difficult, and we just killed it on top. sink It is estimated that someone from the family will come to seek revenge. Time is precious and cannot be delayed, otherwise something may happen easily. You go and invite people, and I will break the formation."
Second Master Hui thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay. I'll leave the 'mouse' for you."
Second Master Hui pointed at the short and thin man with long, thick fingers who crushed the heads of several Shen family monks with his hands outside.
To avoid taboos, tomb robbers always use "nicknames" instead of their real names.
This "mouse" is the nickname of a gold elixir tomb robber.
"No need, you have both the 'rats' and the 'stones' with you. These guests have a lot of background, so be careful." Mr. Pi said, "I am enough to break the formation."
Second Master Hui didn’t say anything.
Mr. Pi is an experienced tomb robber and a secret ground formation master. His cultivation may not be high, but he has stayed in the tomb longer than them.
Second Master Hui knows that even if they die, Mr. Pi may not die.
"Okay." Mr. Hui nodded.
Mr. Pi took out a piece of paper, drew a few lines, marked the direction, and then handed the drawing to Mr. Hui.
Second Master Hui took the other two golden elixirs and turned around and left.
Only Mr. Pi, Mo Hua, and the unconscious Shen Qingsheng were left in the room.
Mr. Pi concentrated on deciphering the formation on the tomb door.
Mo Hua didn’t take a peek this time. He was afraid that Mr. Pi would doubt him again, so he just cast his eyes on the tomb door and observed some subtle marks on the tomb door. At the same time, he still felt sad in his heart. Doubtful.
“Who built this tomb, and who is buried inside?”
“How could it be the inherited form of the Water Prison Gate...”
"And this tomb door seems to be the 'prison door', which coincides with the Qi Blood Eye Technique of the Water Prison Gate... What is the relationship between this?"
...
Mo Hua frowned more and more.
After thinking like this for a moment, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was a little deserted, the air was eerily quiet, and even the subtle rubbing sound left by the bronze array pen on the paper disappeared.
Mo Hua was startled, looked around, and then frowned.
"Strange, why is Mr. Pi missing..."
Mo Hua was muttering when he accidentally turned around and saw Mr. Pi standing behind him with a gloomy face, holding a dagger and stabbing him in the back of the heart without anyone noticing.
Mo Hua was so frightened that his face turned pale. His feet softened immediately, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
And with this fall, he just narrowly avoided the sharp dagger that Mr. Pi wanted to kill him, which seemed to be quenched with poison.
Mr. Pi looked strange, "This kid is quite lucky..."
Mo Hua was frightened and said: "Senior, what are you going to do?"
Mr. Pi smiled, "What do you think?"
"I..." Mo Hua panicked, "You...you want to kill me?"
"That's the right answer, but it's a pity. It's useless." Mr. Pi said indifferently, then took a step forward and stabbed Mo Hua in the heart with his right hand.
Mo Hua's hands and feet were handcuffed by second-grade shackles. He could not resist, so he could only roll on the spot and dodge Mr. Pi's killing move in embarrassment. At the same time, he quickly said:
"Senior, don't you want my help? How can I help you if you kill me?"
"This young master of the Shen family can go and make a confession for you. It doesn't matter whether you are there or not."
"How can one be enough? I'd better keep an extra one as a spare..." Mo Hua said.
Mr. Kepi ignored him and wanted to kill Mo Hua. The dagger in his hand continued to shine with cold light, and he stabbed Mo Hua's life gate every time, but Mo Hua narrowly avoided it every time.
Mr. Pi's anger grew stronger, and he suddenly understood. He sneered and said, "I didn't realize it, but you kid has practiced a lot of good body skills..."
Mo Hua just wanted to run for his life. , and ignored him.
Mr. Pi smiled slightly, "But that's it."
Mo Hua was startled. Just when he was about to say something, he felt a shock under his feet, the earth's air flowed, and the earth and rocks rose up and turned into a cage. He was instantly trapped inside.
It is a formation.
Although Mo Hua's hands and feet were bound by shackles, Mr. Pi prepared the formation in advance to ensure nothing went wrong.
Furthermore, this formation is derived from the earth formation inheritance and is very obscure. Ordinary monks, even ordinary formation masters, cannot detect it at all.
Mo Hua was trapped by the formation and his face turned pale.
Mr. Pi sneered, "Are you running again?"
Mo Hua was like a deer trapped in a trap, his eyes were frightened, and he asked Mr. Pi in horror:
"before "Senior, you and I have no grievances, so why do you have to kill me?"
Seeing that Mo Hua was trapped by his formation and had no chance of survival, Mr. Pi smiled lightly and walked forward slowly. Go and say:
"In my life, I have traveled all over the country and met many monks. I knew at a glance that you are special, little friend." "At first, I only thought that you were talented and had a good understanding of formations. But just now you pointed out my formations. This is enough to prove that you have learned from a good teacher and have a very profound foundation in formation."
Mo Hua said with a guilty conscience: "I am lucky... "
Mr. Pi shook his head, "This is a formation. If you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't, you can't. There is no such thing as luck. Even if someone is lucky, it is based on strength. Basically. Without strength, luck alone is of no use."
"I'm not wrong, you are a formation genius." Mr. Pi said firmly.
"Even if I am a formation genius," Mo Hua said anxiously, "then you don't have to kill me... As a formation senior, shouldn't you cherish your talents?"
Mr. Pi smiled, "Boy, Are you confused? No matter how talented you are, what does it have to do with me?"
"You don't know how to do it? Are you really so naive that just because you are talented, everyone you meet will cherish your talents and teach you the formation?"
"This is the world of cultivation, where people are greedy and self-interested. No one will be nice to you for no reason.”
“It’s so tender...”
Mo Hua seemed to have his thoughts revealed by him, his face became paler and his eyes were a little "desperate".
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Mr. Pi felt a little compassion.
Such a handsome young man, such an excellent formation seedling, will die in his own hands today.
"Boy, before you die, I will teach you one thing so that you will understand clearly."
Mr. Pi held the poisoned dagger and approached the ink painting step by step, with a gloomy look on his face. Smiled:
"As an array master walking in the world of cultivation, you must remember: No matter what you do, it is best if there is only one array master in the group."
"And this array master, it is best if you are yourself."
“You are the only formation master, and others dare not silence you easily.”
“And because you are the only formation master, only you understand the formation. No matter what you do or say, whether it is right or wrong, only you know.”
“You If you want to kill people, if you want to trick people, if you want to take advantage of others, it’s all up to you.”
"This is the experience I have gained from hundreds of years of struggling in the world of cultivation, working with all kinds of monks, licking blood with the tip of a knife, and snatching food from the tiger's mouth."
"Your formation is so good. No, I can't keep you, so you just You can die."
"Remember, if you have a next life, you must remember this..."
Mr. Pi poured spiritual power into the dagger, and the edge of the dagger, Shining with a green and deadly light.
Under Mo Hua's fearful and desperate eyes, Mr. Pi stabbed the dagger into the chest of this formation genius with a ferocious smile.
He is very skilled in this set of moves.
And obliterating the formation genius also gave him, a shady old formation master, a dark pleasure.
But within a moment, the ferocious smile on Mr. Pi’s face suddenly froze.
His dagger pierced Mo Hua's chest, but no blood flowed out, only a mist of water.
On Mo Hua's face, there was no longer fear or despair. Instead, he smiled strangely at Mr. Pi.
This smile immediately gave Mr. Pi goosebumps.
“Not good!”
Mr. Pi’s eyes widened and he turned around immediately, but as soon as he turned his head halfway, a trace of fire appeared in the corner of his eyes.
This ray of fire is different from ordinary flames.
It is deep, strange, and full of violent spiritual power. Just the faint coercion it exudes makes Mr. Pi's hair stand on end.
This is...what the hell...
Mr. Pi still wanted to struggle, but at this moment, he had no chance to react at all. The burning pain in his back was already felt.
The flames were devouring his flesh and blood.
At the same time, a kind voice came: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. There can only be one formation master in a group. I have learned it."
Mr. Pi's heart skipped a beat. .
At that moment, he had only one last thought:
"Damn, the boat capsized. I hunted geese all day long and got pecked in the eye..."
The next moment, the flames exploded, It was raging like a condensed flame dragon, breaking open from Mr. Pi's back, burning his internal organs, drying up his blood, running through his entire chest, drawing a line of blood and fire in the air, roaring out. .
Small meteorite technique!
When the fire was gone, Mr. Pi slowly knelt on the ground, his internal organs were burned to ashes, and there was no trace of life left.
Mr. Pi is dead.
Now there is only one formation master left in this group of people.
And this formation master is naturally an ink painting.
After killing Mr. Pi, Mo Hua turned his head and looked aside.
Shen Qingsheng on the side had woken up at some point, and he didn't know what he saw. He was sitting on the ground with a look of horror and disbelief.
Mo Hua looked indifferent, made a silent gesture towards him, and warned:
"You haven't seen anything, if you dare to say more, I will kill you."
Shen Qingsheng I just felt a chill coming to my heart. I couldn't help but shudder. I said in disbelief:
"What on earth is this ink painting..."
But the ink painting didn't Pay no attention to him, but think of ways to deal with the aftermath.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Hua took out Mr. Pi's storage bag and some other potentially useful things on his body and put them into himself.
Afterwards, Mo Hua searched around the area and finally found a mechanism in a corridor. This mechanism was used to kill people. The whole structure was a huge stone mill, which would crush the people who entered the tomb. Just crush him to death.
When he came in, Mr. Pi noticed that he was coming to this institution and deliberately avoided it.
But now that he is dead, there is no way to avoid it.
Mo Hua dragged Mr. Pi’s body over and placed it on the machine’s card slot.
In an instant, the mechanism was activated, and the card slot shook suddenly, shaking Mr. Pi's body into the air.
A whistling sound sounded in the distance, and three Firebolts shot through the air with great force, nailing Mr. Pi's body deeply, and then flew to the end of the passage together with the Firebolts.
At the end is a stone grinder, which moved up and down, directly grinding Mr. Pi's body into meat patties. The blood burst out and stained the stone grinder red.
Mo Hua quickly covered his eyes and cursed in his heart:
“I don’t know who designed this cemetery. It’s too cruel...”
It was so cruel that he didn't even dare to look at it.
However, Mr. Pi was a tomb robber. He disturbed the peace of the dead during his lifetime, stole so many tombs, and finally died on the cemetery's mechanism. It can be regarded as a happy ending.
Mo Hua nodded, then returned the same way and came to the tomb door.
Shen Qingsheng looked at the figure painted in ink as if looking at a devil.
Mo Hua glanced at him. Shen Qingsheng's face instantly turned pale. He curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, not daring to look at Mo Hua again.
Only then was Mo Hua satisfied, and then he put on the second-grade shackles that he had untied, and carefully completed all the formation patterns on the shackles.
After that, he sat down cross-legged and began to look through Mr. Pi's storage bag.
He had wanted to get Mr. Pi's storage bag for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would get it so quickly.
This is also because Mr. Pi is too narrow-minded and too impatient.
Mo Hua shook his head and continued to flip through the storage bag.
In the storage bag, in addition to spirit stones, obstacle-preventing pills, evil-preventing pills, evil-preventing pills, and other pills commonly used in the tomb, most of them are inherited items from the formation master.
For example, compasses, jade slips, formation books, formation diagrams, etc...
After browsing through the ink paintings for a while, my heart was suddenly shocked.
This Mr. Pi seems to be a disciple of the "Di Zong"...
His inheritance comes from the Di Zong, the largest sect in Kunzhou.
"Di Zong..."
Mo Hua pondered in his heart.
This name is not unfamiliar to him, and he even has a secret formation of the earth sect -
The thick earth formation of eleven patterns.
When he was learning Hou Tujue Formation, his master seemed to have mentioned to him the origins of some Earth Sects.
Di Zong is one of the largest sects in Kunzhou.
Master didn't say how big it was, but from Master's perspective, he said that this sect was "very big", and it was estimated that it was definitely a sect of level five or above.
Kunzhou, like Qianzhou, is also a big state.
The land in Kunzhou is more fertile and the families are extremely wealthy.
One of the largest sects in Kunzhou, its financial resources and foundation are likely to be stronger than the four major sects in Qianxue State.
Of course, there is another thing about Di Zong, and the ink painting has a very deep impression.
It is that ancient visualization picture, which is said to be the most precious treasure of the Earth Sect and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It contains a powerful Tao Yun and is so precious that it was coveted by the Taoist court and had to be divided into two——
"The Emperor and the Queen's Earth Map"!
(End of this chapter)