Chapter 861 Master
"What is this...?"
Mo Hua frowned, pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had seen this thing before.
The first time he "ordered" at the altar of the bloody fishing village, he had sensed this weird and deformed but very powerful node.
At that time, when he ordered food for the first time, he felt uncertain. He was afraid of the strong evil spirit at this point, so he did not dare to order it.
But I didn't expect that I would encounter it again now.
"What kind of monster is hidden in the nightmare at this node... Do you want to click and take a look?"
Mo Hua held his chin and pondered for a moment, feeling a little undecided.
He felt this node again.
His perception was not deep before, but now that he has achieved some success in Shinto, he is "possessed" by the evil fetus again. He is considered a rare master of Shinto in the second-level realm.
Although he is a master of Shinto, his composition is very complex. He is half human, half god, and now there is still a small half of evil god.
But because of this, he has a clearer perception of this chaotic and abnormal "monster".
The monster in the node has an evil and mixed aura. It seems to be a mixture of various flesh and blood, various creatures, and different demons, with a certain embryo as the core.
It has the aura of the evil god on it, and this aura is very strong, to a certain extent, not even weaker than the evil fetus.
But at the same time, its body is filled with all kinds of filthy flesh and blood, deformed evil thoughts, monster limbs, and even a trace of... evil aura.
Mo Hua frowned.
Before, he only thought it was a "big guy".
But he didn't expect that this big guy might be much more powerful than he expected.
Now it seems that I was right to be cautious before.
If at that time, at the altar of the small fishing village, I had not yet mastered the divine way, had not mastered the spiritual sword and the divine formation, and had rashly provoked this "big guy", I would have definitely been in trouble...
Mo Hua sighed.
Sure enough, there are countless dangers hidden in the Shinto. Even though I have the strength to rival the gods, I still have to be careful in the future.
Especially this little lamb, he suffered a big loss, and he must learn from it in the future.
As for this big guy, forget it for now and wait until you become stronger in the future...
Mo Hua said silently in his heart.
What's more, when you order your own dishes, you use Yu'er as "bait".
If the monster is too strong, Yu'er will be in greater danger.
It's better to be more cautious.
Thinking of this, Mo Hua suddenly felt a little regretful.
"On impulse, I ordered too many dishes..."
This time he fell into the trap and was possessed by the evil fetus. In a moment of anger, he lit too many monsters.
These monsters will invade Yu'er's nightmare and put pressure on Yu'er.
Mo Hua felt a little distressed, "How about canceling it a little bit?"
He sat on the altar again and communicated with the tree of divine authority, but found that it was easy to place an order but difficult to cancel. Moreover, changing the established nightmare path and reversing the cause and effect involved a certain amount of heavenly secrets and even consumed a lot of divine will.
Mo Hua is a little silly.
But he thought about it again and thought it should be okay.
Although his soul was contaminated and the Jingshen Sword was "sealed", he could not display its original strength for the time being.
But these invaders of Yu'er's nightmare are just ordinary monsters.
With the Taoist power of his nineteen-marked divine consciousness, even without relying on complex divine thoughts to transform into swords, and without using the power of the divine soul, he is still enough to crush these evil spirits.
Ordinary demons are not worthy of using the Jingshen Sword on their own.
When the time comes, eating while fighting, using fighting to support fighting, will also solve the problem of consumption.
As long as he thinks of some ways to protect Yu'er's safety, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Mo Hua nodded and prepared to leave the altar.
But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed something strange on the altar.
Before, he was busy fighting with the evil fetus and ordering food. He had no time to focus on anything else.
At this time, the surroundings became quiet and the dishes were ordered. Mo Hua suddenly realized that the altar itself seemed very strange.
When he was sitting on the altar, he seemed to have evil desires feeding on him.
But these desires are not strong.
Practicing meditation in ink painting often washes away evil thoughts and makes the mind clear. Therefore, when encountering desires, they subconsciously abandon them.
But now when I taste it carefully, these desires are a little strange.
Beauty, greed, murder, anger, ignorance and lust are different from evil thoughts, but more like the manifestation of various desires in the human heart.
These desires, with the help of some kind of cause and effect, flow into the altar and support the ink paintings.
No, to be precise, it is to support the evil god "evil fetus" that has been integrated into his fuya soul.
After Mo Hua pondered for a moment, he suddenly realized.
He understood the causal logic of the operation of the Dragon King Temple altar.
The evil fetus is the master of the Dragon King Temple.
Everything in this temple is to nourish this evil fetus, so that it can be reborn and hatch into a god.
The blood pool is the "amniotic fluid" of this evil fetus.
The temple guardian and Mr. Wu are the slaves of this evil fetus.
Rouge Zhou is the "rice bowl" of this evil fetus.
And on the rouge boat, the various sexual desires, greed, delusion, obsession, sinful desire, love, hate...all of those monks were "bait" for evil fetuses.
Now that the evil fetus is integrated into one's own soul, all these "baits" cooked with human desires are offered to oneself.
More than that...
Mo Hua took a closer look and found that what supported him was not just desire, but also something that was obviously more bloody, cruel, and cold, and contained the cause and effect of sin.
It was as if someone was committing all kinds of murders under his "orders".
These killings have also condensed into "karma" containing sins, nourishing and incubating themselves, which is also incubating "evil fetuses".
He didn't understand the key here before, but now that he has become an "evil fetus" and experienced it personally, everything is much clearer.
"Desire turns into flesh and blood, cause and effect turns into bones."
"This is...the method of cultivating an evil fetus and transforming it into an evil god."
"'Desire' comes from Rouge Boat, so where do the causes and effects of these 'sins' come from?"
Mo Hua frowned, and then his mind moved slightly. He exited the nightmare with his spiritual thoughts and rummaged around the real altar several times. Finally, he found a strange thing in front of the altar and on the altar table.
It was a wordless blood tablet.
The monument is soaked in blood, but there are no words.
It seemed like someone had written something on it, dipped in blood.
But the words on the monument were not for "people" to read, so after they were written, they were integrated into the monument along with the blood.
This is more like a "spirit" contract.
Others can't see it, but ink paintings can.
Although it was blurry, he could still see the faint words on the seemingly wordless blood tablet.
These words are names one by one.
Mo Hua looked at it, and suddenly his heart sank, and he quickly took out a jade slip from his storage bag.
This jade slip is exactly Boss Jiang's list.
It is also the list of those who committed crimes, headed by Fire Buddha and Water Yama.
The names on the two lists are almost identical.
"The source turns out to be here..."
At this time, Mo Hua finally figured out what this list was used for.
This is a "soul contract".
The sin cultivator made an alliance with blood and left his name on the list, which was tantamount to selling his soul and dedicating it to the evil god.
In this way, all the crimes and killings they committed will be passed to the altar through some kind of cause and effect, and sacrificed to the evil god, nourishing the evil fetus bit by bit, and making the evil god stronger.
But these sin cultivators themselves may not know this secret.
And, there’s one more thing…
On the surface, this is just a "list."
It is a list of "alliances" between criminal cultivators, a list of "protection" from the upper levels, and a list of people who show "loyalty" to the Lord of the Wilderness.
But they certainly don’t know that this is actually a “death” list.
Because Mo Hua can sense the aura of the soul from each name on the list of wordless blood tablets.
When signing this list, these sin cultivators had actually cut off part of their souls and dedicated them to the Lord of the Wilderness.
The Lord of the Wilderness controls their souls, in other words, their life and death.
Once the guilty cultivators betrayed them, through this "soul contract" list, the Lord of the Wilderness could let them die in a matter of seconds.
"Sure enough, those who associate with evil gods will definitely not end well..."
"My life is in the hands of others, and they probably don't even know..."
Mo Hua shook his head and sighed.
He wanted to study further, but suddenly he heard a "rumbling" sound, the ground shook, and something seemed to be hitting the door of the inner hall.
Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.
"Is someone calling in?"
"No..." Mo Hua then remembered, "Is it Uncle Gu and the others who want to rescue me?"
Only then did he realize that he had fought a fierce battle, ordered a big meal, and studied the altar for a long time. He didn't know how much time had passed.
Uncle Gu and the others must be anxiously waiting.
"Go out first and then talk..."
But when he looked up, he found that he was at the bottom of the blood pool. The blood in the blood pool had been drained, and now it was a deep pit, surrounded by darkness, and there was no way out.
"How to get out?"
Mo Hua frowned. And at the moment when his mind moved, the altar lit up, as if the formation inside was driving in the dark, the mechanism rotated, bones and stones fit together, and a dull sound sounded.
The huge altar supports the ink painting and rises slowly, as if it is supporting its owner.
Mo Hua took a slight breath.
"This altar...is listening to me?"
"No, not just this altar, but... the entire Dragon King Temple?"
Mo Hua frowned and thought.
Xie Fei is the master of Dragon King Temple.
But now, the evil fetus has merged into his soul.
The evil fetus is me.
I am the evil fetus.
In other words, now I am... the owner of Dragon King Temple?
Mo Hua opened his mouth, feeling shocked.
…
Beyond the Bone Maze.
Many monks gathered around, including the deacons wearing the Tao Ting Si Taoist robes, as well as monks from the Gu family and the Xia family other than the Tao Ting Si.
They formed a team of ten, using formations, talismans, spiritual weapons, and spells, and took turns bombing the ram's horn gate of the inner alchemy.
Rumblings came and went, smoke and dust were everywhere, the ground was shaking, and gravel was falling.
But no matter what they tried, they couldn't get the door open.
Gu Changhuai was anxious, and Xia Diansi was also worried.
Time passed little by little, and the ancient ram's horn gate, after dozens of attacks, remained motionless, not even opening the door.
Everyone's hearts became colder little by little.
Gu Changhuai finally sighed deeply and said guiltily: "Notify Taixu Sect, Mo Hua him, I'm afraid..."
Gu Changhuai couldn't speak any more.
He, who had always been indifferent to others, now looked extremely lonely.
Xia Diansi on the side also looked sad.
After everyone got the order, they also stopped their hands and prepared to evacuate.
But at this moment, a dull "rumbling" sound sounded, accompanied by the sound of bones and stones rubbing against each other...
Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
They hurriedly turned their heads and saw that everyone had used all available means, exhausting formations, talismans, spells, and spiritual weapons to open the door. At this time, they slowly opened the door...
A strange, nervous aura spread.
It seems that something "something" is coming out...
This door will never be opened easily unless...
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
But the imaginary, powerful and bloody enemy residing deep in the inner hall did not appear.
A head poked out from the crack in the door.
It's ink painting.
He looked left and right, and then he realized that there were a lot of people standing outside.
At this time, everyone's eyes looked at the ink painting together.
Mo Hua was a little embarrassed to be "stared" by so many people. He scratched his head and said shyly: "Why, it's so lively..."
Everyone looked dull, and their thoughts were a little messy for a while.
…
In a side hall of the Dragon King Temple.
There was no one else around, so Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi checked Mo Hua from head to toe and found that he had no injuries, was mentally stable, and had no other abnormalities. They were really relieved.
Of course, there is actually a big abnormality in Mo Hua now, but they can't see it.
Xia Diansi took another deep look at Mo Hua, suddenly held Mo Hua in his arms, patted Mo Hua on the back, and said with a trembling voice:
"As long as it's okay..."
I don't know whether he is comforting Mo Hua or himself.
She is Noriji and has a strong sense of responsibility.
On the surface, Mo Hua was trapped in the inner palace to save them. If something happened, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
The ink painting was a little surprising, but also a little touching.
Xia Diansi looks cold on the surface, but is actually very soft at heart.
Gu Changhuai was also relieved.
If something unexpected happened to Mo Hua, it would be hard to explain to Taixumen, cousin Wan'er, Aunt Gu Hong, including himself.
"As long as it's okay..."
Gu Changhuai also said silently.
After his emotions calmed down and he saw that Mo Hua was safe and there was no one else around, Gu Changhuai asked doubtfully:
"What about Mr. Wu? He didn't do anything to you, right? What happened when you were in there?"
Mo Hua was already prepared and said half truthfully:
"That Mr. Wu seemed to want to dedicate me to something, but maybe I was lucky. During the ceremony, Mr. Wu suddenly died for some reason, and I escaped..."
Gu Changhuai: "..."
After a moment of silence, Gu Changhuai felt helpless: "That's it?"
Mo Hua nodded, "That's it."
"Died suddenly?"
"Yes," Mo Hua said, "It was very sudden, just a blink of an eye."
He was killed by me...
Gu Changhuai looked at the ink painting and sighed, "Okay."
Xia Diansi's expression was also a little subtle.
She really hoped that the ink painting would be prosperous and turn disaster into good fortune, but she did not expect that there would be such a way to "turn misfortune into good fortune".
This luck is so incredible...
Or maybe Mo Hua didn't tell the truth?
But now, neither of them has the intention to pursue it. In any case, it would be nice to come back safely.
Mo Hua looked around and asked, "Where are Senior Brother Feng and Senior Sister Qianqian?"
Gu Changhuai said: "I originally wanted to send people to send them back to the sect first, but your life or death is uncertain, and they are unwilling to go back."
"I don't dare to leave them in the inner hall. This inner hall is dangerous and unpredictable. If anything happens to them, there will be one Taixumen, one Taiamen, and one Baihua Valley. If you put the three together, I can't even explain it." ”
Gu Changhuai's head started to hurt just thinking about it.
"So I asked them to wait at the door. They should come over now."
After a while, Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian came over.
When they saw Mo Hua, both of them looked extremely happy.
Even Ouyang Feng, who had always been calm, couldn't help hugging Mo Hua and patting Mo Hua on the shoulder.
"Junior Brother Mo..."
Ouyang Feng was so excited that his body was trembling a little. He had thousands of words to say, but he couldn't say them. After a moment, he calmed down, then he let go of the ink painting, cupped his hands, and said solemnly:
"Junior Brother Mo, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!"
"Senior Brother Feng, you're welcome..."
Before Mo Hua finished speaking, the fragrant wind hit his face, and he was hugged by Hua Qianqian next to him.
Before, Mo Hua's life and death were unknown, and Hua Qianqian still pretended to be strong. Now, seeing that Mo Hua was safe and sound, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Junior Brother Mo, it's great that you're okay..."
She wiped her snot and tears on Mo Hua again.
Mo Hua could only comfort her: "I'm fine, senior sister, don't worry..."
In any case, this trip to the Dragon King Temple was a success.
Everyone is safe and sound.
The three of them talked about old times for a while, and then Mo Hua asked Gu Changhuai to send Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian back to the sect first.
As the three of them parted, Mo Hua secretly told them:
"Senior Brother Feng and Senior Sister Qianqian, you must remember not to mention the matter of Rouge Zhou and Dragon King Temple to anyone..."
"I have also said hello to Daotingsi. Uncle Gu and Xia Diansi will also keep it secret and will not tell this matter."
"The matter at the Dragon King Temple is better. If anyone really asks, just say that you happened to pass by and came to save people with Dao Tingsi."
"But Yan Zhizhou, you have never been there, and you should never mention it again..."
Otherwise, even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to clean yourself...
Mo Hua's eyes are solemn.
Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian looked stern, glanced at Mo Hua gratefully, and nodded.
After that, Mo Hua watched the two of them take the Gu family's boat and left the Dragon King Temple.
Then Mo Hua turned around and went to find Gu Changhuai.
Gu Changhuai was a little surprised when he saw Mo Hua, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
Mo Hua said: "I want to search the Dragon King Temple again."
"Search the temple?"
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
While everyone is here and Daotingsi has enough manpower, he will search the Dragon King Temple from beginning to end.
He always felt that since it was called "Dragon King Temple", this temple should be more or less related to "dragon".
Moreover, he has now melted into the evil fetus.
In a sense, this ancient Dragon King Temple is already his.
As the master, he wants to "take inventory" of his temple.
(End of chapter)