Chapter 898 Zhan Zou
“Ink painting?”
“Yeah,” Wen Renwei nodded, he pointed at the messy inner room, and said solemnly, “These similar formations I I also saw Young Master Mo dispelling the cold evil spirit in his paintings. Although I don’t know how Young Master Mo did it, I think he must have some means or know some secrets. Maybe we can save Young Master Changhuai..."
Wen Renwei didn't say much about some words.
But he remembered it clearly.
When Mo Hua kept vigil for Young Master Yu'er to drive away evil spirits, the cold and evil aura he felt was actually a bit stronger than today.
Moreover, it’s not a breath.
The endless and endless evil aura is like a tide, making people palpitate.
But Young Master Mo, with his thin body, stood in front of Master Yu, unmoving.
One man is in charge, and no evil can escape.
This scene seemed to be engraved in his mind.
Wen Renwan frowned.
Elder Gu Hong was also a little confused, "Mo Hua... this kid just built the foundation, right? And, isn't he an array master? When did he learn the method of dispelling evil spirits and removing evil spirits?"
The monks in Xuanji Valley also looked at each other.
"Mo Hua, could it be...the leader of the formation who is number one in discussing formations?"
"He is also proficient in the method of spiritual thought?"
"Isn't it possible? The method of spiritual thought requires years of study before you can achieve the level for the first time. He is young and has only been practicing for more than twenty years. The sect He hasn’t even graduated yet. How can he have so much time to practice and learn formations, and still be proficient in the way of spiritual thoughts?”
“What’s more, he just built the foundation...”
Wen Renwei looked at Wen Renwan calmly.
Wen Renwan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go to Taixu Gate with you, pick up the ink painting, and let him have a look."
She also doesn't know whether ink painting can "remove evil spirits".
But she knew that he was extremely talented in ink painting, had some extraordinary skills, and had many ideas. Even if he couldn't save himself, there might be other ways, so it was always a good idea to try.
Elder Gu Hong was stunned for a moment but did not stop him.
Changhuai’s current situation is not optimistic, and he can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
So, Wen Renwan entrusted Yu'er to Elder Gu Hong, and went to Taixu Gate with Wen Renwei himself.
Inside the Taixu Gate.
Mo Hua was drawing the formation, still feeling a little uneasy. He was thinking about whether to go to Gu's house to have a look, when he heard from the elder that someone was looking for him.
When Mo Hua arrived at the mountain gate, he saw Wen Renwan who was looking anxious.
"Mo Hua..."
Wenren Wan Zheng didn't know how to speak, so Mo Hua asked, "Is it Uncle Gu's business? Did he get into trouble?"
Wen Renwan was stunned, "How do you know?"
When I practiced the Tao of Love, I had a premonition...
Mo Hua said silently in his heart.
Of course, it was impossible for him to say it. He only said: "I sent a message to Uncle Gu, but he didn't reply, so I guessed that something might have happened to him."
Wenren Wandian Nodding, "Then..."
"Don't worry, I'll go take a look." Mo Hua said calmly.
Seeing Mo Hua's calm and calm look, Wen Renwan felt a lot more at ease for some reason.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Renwan said.
After that, Mo Hua rode the Gu family's carriage, driven by Wen Renwei, and rushed to Qingzhou City at lightning speed.
But Taixu City is still half a day away from Qingzhou City.
This time comes and goes in one day.
During this period, in Qingzhou City, the Gu family was still worried.
They did not just wait, but relied on connections from various parties and invited many strange people to come and take a look, but in the end they all achieved little success.
The way of spiritual thought is inherently biased.
There are very few monks who practice spiritual thoughts.
At this time, time is short, and it is even more difficult to find a spiritual monk who can "dispel evil spirits" in just one or two days.
If the people you invite are good at cooking, they will be able to escape unscathed.
As long as he is more capable, he will end up like "Mr. Mei".
After a few more spiritual monks went "crazy" one after another, everyone felt a little scared.
And Mr. Mei also woke up.
As soon as he woke up, his eyes widened with horror and he said:
"Quickly, send a message back to Xuanji Valley and ask the Valley Master to send a few more elders, no, send a few immortal uncles here!"
Everyone’s expressions changed drastically.
A monk frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, what exactly did you encounter? What kind of evil is in Mr. Gu's body?"
Mr. Mei broke out in a cold sweat.
A terrifying image appeared in his mind. That is definitely not an ordinary evil spirit, or rather, it cannot be considered an evil spirit at all.
Horns, black blood, behemoth...
Things like "evil spirits" cannot be compared with it at all.
It might even be...
Mr. Mei’s palms began to sweat.
The other two Xuanji Valley monks also frowned, "Mr. Mei, have you ever fought with this thing? What methods does this thing have?"
Mr. Mei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It doesn't count as a fight... After just one encounter, I was completely calm, evil thoughts came to me, and I was defeated."
"If I hadn't realized something was wrong in advance, I had made a plan, and I had the protection of the treasures of Xuanji Valley, plus the smell of realgar wine. Be brave, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back..."
"As for what this evil thing can do..." Mr. Mei's expression became increasingly bitter, "I'm not qualified to try it out at all."
When he said this, everyone was a little frightened.
"Then what grade is this thing?"
"It's not a matter of grade," Mr. Mei said. "This kind of existence is essentially different from ordinary evil spirits and cannot be measured by grade."
"This..."
Several other people frowned.
“What should we do now?”
Mr. Mei thought hard for a long time, but there was really no other way, so he sighed:
"First think of a way to stabilize Mr. Gu's injury. I will send a message back to Xuanji Valley to see if I can make it in time..."
Several Xuanji Valley monks began to take out various divine objects and place them on Gu Changhuai's seven orifices. They also put the Pure Heart Jadeite on his forehead to absorb the overflowing evil filth.
But apart from that, they are currently helpless.
Other people in the room also looked depressed and frowned.
About two hours passed like this, when the situation became increasingly anxious.
A carriage coming from the direction of Taixu Mountain entered Qingzhou City and drove straight to the Gu family.
A handsome young man jumped out of the car.
He was wearing the Taoist robe of a disciple of the Taixu Sect, his eyes were full of meaning, and his face was handsome with a hint of innocence.
The young man walked into the Dan Pavilion. When everyone in the Gu family saw this, they stood up one after another. Some nodded, some bowed and saluted, saying:
"Little friend Mo..."
"Master Mo."
"Hello, Mr. Mo."
......
Mo Hua also returned the gifts one by one. , then walked to Elder Gu Hong and looked at Yu'er.
Yu'er seemed to be still having nightmares, her face was pale, and her fair forehead was covered with big beads of sweat.
"I was frightened by the evil spirit, and I haven't woken up yet, and I still call your name..." Elder Gu Hong felt a little distressed.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and said softly, "Elder Hong, don't worry, it's nothing serious."
Mo Hua stretched out his palm and pressed Yu'er's forehead.
Yu'er, who was originally struggling, sensed a familiar breath and a mellow and peaceful spiritual thought. She immediately calmed down, and the fear and uneasiness in her heart also receded little by little.
Those demonic figures lingering in the nightmare seemed to have encountered a terrible "natural enemy" and immediately fled in all directions without a trace.
Yu'er opened her eyes and murmured, "Brother Mo..."
Mo Hua touched his head, "It's okay, have a good sleep for a while, wake up That'll be fine."
"Well..."
Yu'er slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Now, in his dream, there would be no evil spirits invading him. Have a good sleep.
Wen Renwan, who walked into the house, looked grateful when he saw this.
Others also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Since Mo Hua entered the room, Mr. Mei's eyes were on him. At this time, when he saw Yu'er, who was originally in shock, fell asleep in just a moment, his pupils could not help but shrink, and he couldn't help but ask: < br>
"This young master is..."
Mo Hua also saw the miserable Mr. Mei and said politely: "My name is Mo Hua."
Ink painting?
Mr. Mei felt that the name sounded familiar, so he asked: "Could it be... the leader of Qianxue Zhoujie, the first in the discussion formation?"
Mo Hua nodded, but still modestly He said: "I was lucky enough to get the first place. Mr. Mei is overly praised."
Mr. Mei took a slight breath.
It turns out to be really... and he looks so young.
At first glance, he looked like a young disciple who had just entered school. Who would have thought that he was a formation wizard who could draw the peak formation of nineteen lines at the middle stage of foundation building?
And...
Mr. Mei frowned.
Although he has never met him, he is no stranger to ink painting.
Before being entrusted by the family, he did it himself, calculated the cause and effect of the ink paintings, and also saw the Taixu Tianji Lock in the fog.
He stopped at that time and did not dare to continue the calculation.
Others may not know it clearly, but he knows very well that the Tianji Lock of Taixu Gate is made of the ancient Tianji treasure, Taixu Liangyi Lock.
This treasure is no small matter.
The secret of this young boy is by no means simple.
Otherwise, Taixu Sect would not have been able to put so much effort into protecting his cause and effect.
Mr. Mei's attitude immediately became serious.
Although he is a golden elixir and Mo Hua is only in the middle stage of foundation building, he still bows to Mo Hua with respect:
"Master Mo, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am from Xuanji Valley, my surname is Mei. Golden elixir monk knows a little bit about spiritual thoughts.”
Mo Hua’s eyes lit up.
Xuanji Valley?
He asked: "Is there a Senior Situ in Xuanji Valley?"
"Senior Situ?" Mr. Mei looked stunned, "You mean, the Great Elder Situ Zhenren?"
" Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
Mr. Mei was greatly surprised and said in surprise: "Master Mo, you... know Elder Situ?"
Mo Hua nodded and said: "We had a chance encounter, when I was building the foundation. , Senior Situ also gave me some guidance.”
"So...there is such a connection."
Mr. Mei said in a daze, and then he was overjoyed for a moment.
The number one in Taixu Sect’s discussion of formations and the leader of formations. This monster-like genius actually has such a good relationship with Xuanji Valley.
This is a good thing.
"I must give instructions later, and do not let my disciples offend Mr. Mo..."
"The cause and effect involving Mr. Mo should not be counted if possible, so as not to spoil the cause and effect and turn this 'good relationship' into a 'bad result'." Mr. Mei said in his heart, and then he became more and more polite to Mo Hua.
The ink paintings are also polite.
The Gu family members were confused, especially Elder Gu Hong and Wen Renwan, who looked a little confused.
This kid, Mo Hua, can actually establish friendship with people from Xuanji Valley?
And it seems that the golden elixir monk "Mr. Mei" from Xuanji Valley actually respects Mo Hua during his conversation?
Elder Gu Hong and Wen Renwan looked at each other, feeling a little surprised.
Mr. Mei chatted with Mo Hua for a few words, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "I don't know if Mr. Mo is here this time. I don't know..."
Mo Hua didn't hide anything and said: "I'll come. Look at Uncle Gu.”
“Mr. Gu?”
"Yes."
Mr. Mei thought about it for a moment, and suddenly he was a little surprised, "Master Mo, do you also know the method of 'removing evil spirits'?"
Mo Hua said modestly: "You know a little bit."
Mr. Mei was a little surprised, "Seriously?"
"Yeah." Mo Hua said, "I know a little bit..."
Mr. Mei looked at the ink painting for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Master Mo, you are really talented."
At a young age, he is proficient in formations, has super-level spiritual consciousness, and even knows the way of spiritual thought and the method of dispelling evil spirits. , all involved.
Elder Situ, perhaps also saw how extraordinary this young master was, so he loved him so much and gave him some advice.
"It's just..."
After all, he is too young and his cultivation is too shallow.
Mr. Mei looked solemn, thought for a moment, and said sincerely:
"The evil evil in Mr. Gu has a huge cause and effect, and is extremely ferocious. It is probably not something that a monk can defeat..."
"As the saying goes The son of a Taoist daughter will not sit down in the palace. Young Master Mo has a noble status and is given high hopes by the sect. His future is unlimited, so it is better not to take risks..."
The implication is evil. Sha is too strong, you are too weak.
For the sake of your own life, it’s better not to take action.
It's just that Mr. Mei said it very tactfully, and his concern for the ink paintings was also sincere.
Mo Hua smiled and said: "Thank you, Mr. Mei, for your concern. I'll just take a look. It'll be fine in a while."
"Take a look?"
"Yes."
The expression in the ink painting is calm and friendly, but it also reveals an irresistible determination.
Mr. Mei persuaded him a few more times, which showed that Mo Hua had made up his mind. He couldn't say anything. He could only sigh and warned: "Young Master Mo, please be careful."
"Don't worry, Mr. Mei. ." Mo Hua said.
Then Mo Hua walked towards the inner room.
But just after taking a few steps, Mr. Mei was startled, stopped Mo Hua and said, "Master Mo, you just...go in like this?"
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "What else?"
Mr. Mei solemnly said: "The matter of getting rid of evil spirits is nothing but child's play. Once an evil evil comes back to bite you, your consciousness will be damaged, or your soul will be wiped out. You must be very careful." Confused, not understanding what he meant.
Mr. Mei then said: "You should bring some equipment in."
"Equipment?"
"Use karma copper coins and connect them into a sword, which can cut off karma and protect the heart. The mirror can protect the heart; the evil-proof robe can ward off evil spirits; the soothing incense can calm the mind..."
Mr. Mei said, "These are just in case measures. At critical moments, they can really save a life."
Mo Hua was an eye-opener.
He didn’t even know that killing evil spirits actually required these things...
He had never used them.
Mo Hua shook his head, "No need."
Mr. Mei thought he was young, frivolous, ignorant and fearless, so he was a little anxious, "Little brother, the way of spiritual thoughts is treacherous, you have to be careful..."
"At least, take a sip of realgar wine before going in."
"Realgar wine?"
Mr. Mei said: "This wine is extremely yang and strong. It can invigorate the courage, suppress evil spirits, and protect the mind for a period of time."
Mr. Mei turned around and ordered, "Bring a glass of wine to the young master."
Within a moment, someone made a cup of realgar wine and handed it to the ink painting.
Mo Hua sniffed and shook his head.
It's so pungent that my nose hurts just by smelling it, let alone drinking it.
Also, he has never liked drinking strong alcohol.
“No need, I’ll be right back.”
Mo Hua said calmly, then he walked into the inner room alone and without anything, and swaggered into the inner room, closing the door behind his back.
Seeing that he was going his own way and couldn't stop him at all, Mr. Mei felt worried and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
This child is too reckless...
If you go far on the path of spiritual thought and learn too deeply, sooner or later you will become the food of evil spirits.
……
In the inner room.
Mo Hua walked into the bed, looked at Gu Changhuai's face, rolled his eyelids, and shook his head.
"Poor Uncle Gu..."
Mo Hua sat down cross-legged, then took out the bone sword and whispered: "Sword Bone, what will I say later, and what will you do?"< br>
Jian Gugu felt a little scared.
But he didn't dare to go against Mo Hua's words, so he nodded and said, "Master, please tell me." Into your own bone sword."
"Then, you pull me in too."
"Your mission is complete."
Sword. Bones felt bitter in his heart and confirmed: "Little Ancestor, are you sure that is really a 'little evil spirit'?"
Mo Hua was unhappy, "You still don't believe what I said?"
Jian Gugu's face was covered with white bones, otherwise he would definitely let Mo Hua know what it means to have a face uglier than crying.
“But,” Jian Gugu said again, “I’m afraid, with my little strength, I can’t draw out that little...that evil spirit...”
“It’s okay, I’ll teach you. "Mo Hua said confidently, "Just go in and scold it, and it will definitely chase you out."
"... scold it?" Jian Gugu trembled.
"Yes," Mo Hua nodded.
Then he randomly selected a few curse words from himself, not from Elder Yu, and taught them to Jian Gugu...
"You just scold it like this, unless the other person You are really a grandson who counts turtles. Otherwise, even if you run to the end of the world, it will chase you to death."
Jian Guan was so frightened that all his bones were trembling, "Master, is this... no. Too polite?"
Mo Hua frowned, "You are a monster, who should you be polite to? Go quickly, or I will feed you to the dog."
There is no choice for sword bones.
Once it wanted to be a good person, but it had no chance.
Now it really wants to be a good "demon" who is civilized and observant, but the ink painting doesn't allow it.
Seeing Mo Hua's expression getting worse and worse, Sword Bones had no choice but to feel his heart and bite his teeth, sending out scarlet blood mist and drilling into Gu Changhuai's sea of consciousness.
A commotion ensued.
The face of the unconscious Gu Changhuai also showed a strong evil aura.
After a while, a faint, vague spiritual thought came.
It is the sword bone.
Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly, and then he let go of his consciousness and let the sword bones pull him into the nightmare of the bone sword's blood pool.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered a pool of blood. The white bones around him were like swords, connected together, and his eyes were full of blood.
It is the "home" of the sword bones.
Mo Hua turned around and saw an evil creature with a huge divine body, bleeding black blood, and ram's horns on its head, "ravaging" the sword bones.
The poor sword bones were broken into rotten bones by this evil thing and scattered all over the floor. The spine was still being chewed by this evil ram's horn.
Seeing the ink painting, the huge evil thing let out a "poof" and spat out the sword bones in its mouth. The voice was dull and hoarse like a monster:
"I'll just say, this is just a small thing. Evil devil, where do you have the courage to say such arrogant words and offend me?”
"I see, are you trying to lure me here?"
The evil creature's eyes were scarlet and cruel, condescending.
Due to the transformation of the divine mind during the foundation building, the incarnation of the divine mind remained at the age of more than ten years old, like a child's ink drawing, looking up at this evil thing.
The evil thing sneered, "Could it be that...you, a little kid like you who can't even fit between your teeth, want to surrender to me?"
Mo Hua looked calm.
He tolerated the rudeness of "food" and licked his lips slightly, unable to suppress the desire in his heart.
The eyelids of the huge evil creature twitched slightly, and only then did it realize that something was wrong.
This little thing doesn’t seem to be afraid at all when he sees me?
That's not right...
And the aura on his body was deliberately concealed and hidden, and he couldn't feel anything. There was just a vague aura that was similar to his own origin, which was very strange.
The ugly brow of the goat-horned evil creature frowned.
"You..."
What else do you want to ask?
But Mo Hua couldn't help it.
It has been a long, long time since he encountered a decent evil spirit.
His sword of divine will, which he had tempered countless times, had also not been drawn out of its sheath for a long, long time and had "seen blood".
When Mo Hua held his white and tender palm, his momentum suddenly changed, and the waves spread. Using the sword pattern as the bone and the mind as the iron, he formed a golden and extremely sharp "Broken Gold Sword".
The divine thought turns into a sword!
The evil creature's pupils suddenly trembled, "You...?!"
Without giving it any time to react, Mo Hua grabbed it with his left hand and created a water prison out of thin air, turning it into a cage. This evil thing is tightly trapped.
Then he dodged and came to the head of the evil goat-horned creature. In his hand, the extremely sharp golden divine sword containing the laws of the sword array was raised high.
The evil goat-horned creature struggled desperately and could not escape. At this moment, it woke up as if from a dream, its expression changed drastically, and it said in horror:
"Stop! I..."
But It was already too late, Mo Hua struck down with his sword.
The sword of divine thought formed by the Broken Golden Sword Formation condensed into a golden light. In the golden light, the formation patterns were densely covered, and the sword energy was everywhere. It cut gold and jade, and was extremely sharp.
With just one sword, this huge evil thing was split into two halves.
The remaining sword array contains a faint power of law and is still cutting the body of the evil creature with horns, preventing it from resurrecting and extinguishing its vitality.
Xiewu’s shocked and stunned look was still on his face.
It is completely difficult to understand how this inconspicuous little thing could be such a "terrible" existence.
Even, I am not the enemy of one move.
What kind of monster is this? !
But it has no chance to know.
The next moment, Mo Hua grabbed the palm of his hand out of thin air and manifested the Lihuo Formation. He roasted the evil ram's horn for a while and simply turned it into a ball of black energy, which he then swallowed.
Under Mo Hua's current spiritual thoughts turned into swords, this "powerful" ram's horn evil thing has no resistance at all from beginning to end.
(End of this chapter)