Asking About Longevity Chapter 782

Chapter 782 Catastrophe

How could it be leaked?

How can it be lost?

Wearing human skin and a sect elder's robe, "Mr. Tu", who looks fair and elegant, looks a little unbelievable.

His slender fingers picked it up and deduced it carefully, and many unknown secrets flowed through his heart.

"The grand formation, the devil's palace, the altar, the blood-slaying list, the divine fetus, the divine servant, the minions in the dark, the four-image formation..."

Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Shinto formation!

“The Shinto formation is lost?!”

Mr. Tu's expression suddenly changed.

impossible, absolutely impossible!

If there is no blessing from the gods, no blessing from the gods, and if you are not born with a divine child, how can you learn the Shinto formations with ordinary people's abilities?

How did this person learn it?

Where did you learn it?

Could it be that he is... a person favored by God?

Mr. Tu's uneasiness became more and more intense.

He thought for a moment, then slowly stood up, left the elder's residence, walked on the long steps made of exquisite white jade, and walked out of the mountain gate.

It was just dawn.

The bright morning sun shines down, and inside the sect's jade-like palace, broken gold is paved with white jade, just like a fairyland on earth.

In the sect, the rules are strict.

Even though it's still early, there are already many disciples who got up early to practice or exercise.

Occasionally, there are disciples on the road. When they meet Mr. Tu, they will bow and salute:

“Hello, elder.”

Mr. Tu, who has an elegant appearance, looks like spring breeze, speaks in a friendly tone, and nods, "Okay."

After walking like this for a while, at the corner, I suddenly met another elder.

This elder has deep legal patterns, and there are four gold patterns on his robes, which is obviously a high-ranking position.

When he saw "Mr. Tu", he looked a little surprised, "Elder Shen?"

Mr. Tu also raised his hand and said, "Elder Shen."

“Early in the morning, Elder Shen, where are you going?” Elder Shen, who was wearing a robe with four gold patterns and a majestic look on his face, asked aloud.

Mr. Tu thought for a moment and then sighed:

“A fellow Taoist whom I had not seen for a long time came all the way and brought with him some remnants of formation diagrams. He wanted to have tea and talk with me and exchange formation techniques, so I took the time to go and have a look.”

Elder Shen's face was expressionless, "Elder Shen, you are really fascinated by formations..."

Mr. Tu smiled and said: "If you make Elder Shen laugh, I will come back as soon as I go. There will be no delay in teaching the disciples in the sect."

Elder Shen nodded slightly.

He only has the power to supervise the behavior of the elders in the sect, and does not have such strong power to control them, so he only asks questions.

Normally, he wouldn't bother.

But now that the sect is about to undergo restructuring, the next conference on Taoism is crucial.

From top to bottom within the sect, strict requirements must be met without any slack.

The success or failure of this matter is related to the destiny of the sect and the future of the entire Qiandao Sect. There must be no negligence.

Elder Shen turned around to leave, but still couldn't let go, so he glanced at Elder Shen again and asked in a low voice:

“Is there any problem with the restructuring?”

Mr. Tu said in a deep voice: "Elder Shen, don't worry, everything is under control."

"That's good..." Elder Shen nodded.

"If this matter goes well..." Mr. Tu, who looked gentle and respectful, said with a slight twinkle in his eyes, "Elder Shen, maybe you can go a step further..."

Elder Shen raised his eyebrows slightly and said seriously:

“They are all working for the sect, and personal advancement and retreat, honor and disgrace, are insignificant.”

Mr. Tu handed over his hand and said, "Elder Shen is so upright and upright, I admire him very much."

Elder Shen raised his forehead slightly, and the nasolabial folds on his face appeared deeper, but his mood seemed to be much happier and his tone was gentler.

“Elder Shen, leave early and come back early.”

After speaking, he glanced at Mr. Tu, with a hint of condescending charity in his expression, "If this happens, you will definitely have a seat as the true elder in the sect."

“The position of the true elder of the four major sects in Qianxuezhou is a position that many ascension monks in the world cannot achieve in their entire lives..."

“Mr. Tu” looked overjoyed and quickly bowed and said:

"If he is valued by the sect and is lucky enough to become a true elder, it will be a blessing for Shen in his life. He will be able to honor his ancestors and die without regrets! Elder Shen's kindness and kindness will be unforgettable for Shen!"

Elder Shen seemed to be very satisfied with what "Mr. Tu" said.

He nodded, then stepped past Mr. Tu, walked along the high white jade steps toward the beautiful buildings and jade buildings, his back gradually getting farther and farther away.

After Elder Shen left, "Mr. Tu's" expression lost the kindness and elegance before and gradually became colder.

He turned his head and looked at Mr. Shen, his eyes indifferent, as if he was looking at a "toy" that was attracted by lust.

“Those who have a low Taoist heart are just inferior people who behave in a superior way…”

“The fattest animals offered to the Lord God.”

Mr. Tu turned his head, put on a gentle face again, turned his back to Elder Shen, and walked towards the bottom of the white jade stairs.

After leaving the mountain gate of Qiandao Sect and arriving at Qiandao City, Mr. Tu entered a restaurant, then went to Baibao Pavilion, and walked around the city for a while. After confirming that there was no causal energy locking him, he passed through the secret door. Entering a magnificent cave.

In the cave, the scenery is beautiful and luxurious, but there is no one there.

Mr. Tu walked through rockeries, pavilions and pavilions until he reached the deepest and most hidden gate of the cave.

On the gate, there are eighteen layers of fourth-grade formations stacked up.

Mr. Tu carefully unraveled all the formations one by one.

Then the light circulated, the formations faded layer by layer, and the door opened.

Mr. Tu stepped forward and walked into the door.

Inside the gate is a large hall.

The surroundings of the main hall are also covered with formations, but the interior is empty with no furnishings. There is only a formation platform standing in the middle of the main hall.

The formation is old, engraved with simple patterns, and looks inconspicuous.

Mr. Tu took out three spiritual stones, which he valued very carefully.

These three spiritual stones are in seven colors, full of brilliance, and appear to be completely made from nature. They are extremely rare innate spiritual stones in the world of cultivation.

Mr. Tu placed the three innate spirit stones at the center of the formation, and then walked to the middle of the formation.

After a moment, the formation is activated.

Three innate spiritual stones buzzed, their spiritual marrow flowed away, and gradually turned into ashes.

The simple and mysterious formation patterns flashed by one after another.

Above the flowing light, there are dark space cracks, which are intertwined with each other.

The void lights up and disappears, and the space teleports.

What is engraved on this array platform is exactly the void teleportation array that has reached the fifth-grade cave virtual level!

On the formation platform, strong void fluctuations were heard.

These fluctuations surged out in all directions, and were later absorbed by the dense formations on the four walls of the hall.

The aura of the formation was also completely obscured.

So when it was transmitted, no one noticed it at all.

The void flashed, and Mr. Tu's figure disappeared.

Within the boundaries of Qianxue Prefecture, in another desolate and hidden place, between the uninhabited barren mountains, cracks in the void flashed past.

Mr. Tu's figure slowly emerged.

He stood up straight with a cold look on his face, let go of his **** and evil consciousness, and scanned the surroundings to make sure no one noticed him before walking into the mountains.

In the lonely barren mountains, the sunlight is reflected by the mountain color, showing a lifeless gray.

As Mr. Tu walked, he shed his human skin, his body twisted and changed little by little, returning to his original withered and pale appearance.

The place where he appeared was located on the border of Wupin Qianxue Prefecture.

But the deep mountain he was heading towards was a forbidden place, a shadow, mist, and no direction.

Finally, Mr. Tu returned to the gloomy hall.

In the main hall, there is a secret room.

In the secret room, there is an altar. On the altar, there is a white, **** statue of a human face and a ferocious white bone with a goat's horns.

Mr. Tu knelt before the skull.

His face was pale, with a faint green light, and his voice was old and hoarse:

“Things have changed…”

“I ask the Lord God to grant me great power, to discern the secrets of heaven, and to predict good and bad luck.”

After speaking, he kowtowed three times.

After knocking, a mysterious evil force descended, and the secret room was filled with blood.

Mr. Tu's body was constantly shaking, his bones were vibrating, and his teeth were creaking. He seemed to be bearing a huge burden and enduring incomparable pain.

After one stick of incense, the blood color faded.

Mr. Tu's pupils were empty, as if he was parasitized by something. He took out a piece of human bone from the altar with an indifferent expression.

Then he used his long nails to scratch his palm, letting blood drip onto the human bones.

Blood fell on the bones, and nameless evil fire ignited.

The flames are like snake letters, licking the human bones and burning cracks.

Mr. Tu's empty eyes looked at the **** cracks. He counted them with his fingers and suddenly changed color:

“Great disaster!”

There will be a great disaster in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

His eyes exited from the empty state, but in an instant they were covered with a layer of fear and confusion.

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has been hidden for eight hundred years. There is a forest of divine mist outside, and the consciousness is invisible. There are demon servants inside, and foreign enemies cannot invade. How can there be a catastrophe?"

“Where is this calamity?”

Mr. Tu was puzzled.

“The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is the place where demons cultivate, the foundation of demons, the furnace of demon elixirs, and the place where demons return to their souls…”

“This is an extremely crucial link in the Lord God's grand plan. There must be no mistakes, let alone leaks!”

Mr. Tu looked solemn, hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and knocked three times at the gloomy human-faced sheep bone statue:

“Please ask for the gift of the Lord of God again, sacrifice with blood, use the mind of God, use the eyes of the Lord, my eyes, to detect the evil intention...”

Mr. Tu said every word.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly felt the pressure on the sea of consciousness doubled, as if a powerful evil thought was forcibly descending on his heavenly gate.

Mr. Tu was overwhelmed and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

Especially his eyes, which were bleeding profusely and covered with blood. And through this blood, he finally saw it.

He saw the doom.

I saw the real crisis in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

At this moment, hundreds of sect monks are lurking in the dark outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the Divine Mist Forest!

A large part of it is surprisingly the golden elixir!

This is a group of elite monks.

Even more than half of them are inner elders of large sects!

At this time, they were like a pack of tigers and wolves, waiting outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, intent on looking for opportunities to destroy the God Lord's foundation.

This is a real catastrophe.

Moreover, it is not coming soon, but it has already arrived quietly!

Mr. Tu was shocked and angry.

He ignored the continuous divination and the loss of vitality caused by the sea of consciousness forcibly carrying the divine mind. He took out an unknown piece of paper that could avoid cause and effect, dipped it in the blood on the ground, and began to write a blood letter on it...

Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

The elders of Taixumen and Chongxumen were closing their eyes to rest.

A faint **** light flashed.

No one else noticed.

As for the third-level formation master, Xun Zixian, the formation elder of Taixu Sect who had considerable research on the way of spiritual thoughts, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned.

Xun Ziyou noticed something unusual and asked, "Zixian, what's wrong?"

Xun Zixian pondered for a long time and said slowly: "Just now... something seemed to look at me."

Xunziyou was slightly startled, "What is it?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, "I don't know, I can't tell. It's even possible, it's just my illusion..."

Xun Ziyou looked solemnly at the **** Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the distance, and said in a deep voice:

“I'm afraid, it may not be an illusion.”

Xun Zixian also looked solemn.

Xun Ziyou summoned an inner disciple and ordered: "Send the order and cheer everyone up. Maybe something will happen..."

“Yes, elder.”

The disciple was ordered to deliver the order.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian looked at each other, and then looked at the gate of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons at the end of the Bone Passage, their hearts tightening.

At this time, in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

At the deepest point, there is a study room burning sandalwood, luxurious and elegant, which is incompatible with the demonic atmosphere in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

A young master, with a white palm, holds a precious platinum formation pen in the front hand, and draws formation patterns one stroke at a time on the paper as white as snow.

Suddenly he felt something in his mind, took out an unknown piece of paper, and spread it in front of him.

There were blood stains on the leather paper.

A line of blood words appeared:

"The great calamity is approaching. The hawks and falcons gather outside the valley. Nothing can be done. They abandon their carriages to protect the commander..."

Finally, there is a line written in a sloppy way, but the writing is as sharp as a knife, every word drips with blood, and the decision is as gut-wrenching as a gut-wrenching decision:

“Destroy the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!”

The young master was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Hundreds of years of hard work and a huge foundation can be destroyed at a moment's notice. Mr. Tu is very decisive and courageous."

　　"If you continue to cut off, will you suffer the chaos..."

In the handsome eyes of the young master, half is as clear as the moon, and the other half reveals an eerie and unpredictable look.

In the formation stone room.

The ink painting reflected and merged the void laws of heaven in the sea of consciousness with the formation patterns of the Shinto formations. Through the formations, he realized the Tao and used the Tao to merge the formations. Finally, he initially understood the law of "sealing" and mastered the inheritance of the Great Wilderness Shen Tao formations. The core of the divine lock formation.

Mo Hua was overjoyed and his eyes were shining brightly.

Now, I can be regarded as an entry-level "Shinto formation master"!

Mo Hua withdrew from the sea of consciousness and looked at the sword bones aside.

The formation method pays attention to applying what you have learned.

Since you have learned it, you must use it.

He wanted to practice his skills with the "sword bone" again, and see if this little sword demon could break free from the divine lock formation he had set up this time.

The sword bones were looked at by Mo Hua, and for some reason, he felt a chill in his heart.

Intuition tells it that whenever this little ancestor looks at him with shining eyes, there must be nothing good going on.

Then it was slightly startled.

“After much thought, this little ancestor just wants to test his newly learned formation on himself...”

“If that's the case, then don't be afraid.”

It took less than one night before and after, so this little ancestor couldn't learn anything.

Just play with him and just deal with it.

The sword's head is in the heart.

Mo Hua was just about to start writing, using the sword bones to test the formation. Suddenly he paused, put away the pen and ink, and continued to sit on the ram's horn skull, motionless.

He noticed that Jin Yixuan was back.

As expected, within a moment, the door opened, and Jin Yixuan, dressed in black, returned to the hall.

He looked tired, as if he had been busy all night.

Just when Jin Yixuan was about to sit down and continue learning the Shinto formations, another demon cultivator walked in.

Jin Yixuan was a little impatient when he was disturbed. He was about to reprimand him sharply, but when he raised his head and saw the appearance of the person coming, his expression immediately became serious, he restrained his arrogance and looked quite respectful.

This demon cultivator is an old man, with a voice as hoarse as a broken gong.

He entered the door and only said one sentence:

“Young master, please invite me.”

Jin Yixuan did not dare to be negligent, he raised his hands and saluted:

"yes."

After the demon cultivator finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Jin Yixuan's eyes were focused, and he also followed behind the demon cultivator and left the Formation Stone Palace.

The stone hall was empty, and only Mo Hua was left.

Mo Hua frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He suddenly felt that something unexpected had happened.

But what happened?

Mo Hua was a little confused for a while.

He is hiding in the main hall now, and it is not convenient to go out. If he wants to know what happened, he can only wait patiently.

When Jin Yixuan comes back, there may be some clues.

Half an hour later, Jin Yixuan came back as expected.

And Jin Yixuan was not the only one, he also summoned the stewards from various areas of Ten Thousand Demons Valley - Mo Hua guessed it was the steward, because Jin Gui was among them.

Jin Yixuan did not speak, as if he was afraid that the matter would be leaked. He just gave each steward a jade slip and ordered:

“Act according to the instructions on the jade slip.”

The stewards took the jade slip and their consciousness sank into it. They only glanced at it, and their expressions changed drastically:

“In charge of things, this…”

“…Why is this so?”

“Could something big happen?”

Jin Yixuan's eyes were like swords, scanning around.

None of the stewards dared to speak.

Jin Yixuan then said in a deep voice: "This is the Young Master's order. We will follow the Young Master's orders."

Seeing that everyone had different expressions and obviously had different thoughts, he spoke in a slower tone and said, "This is also an opportunity for you."

“Follow the Young Master's instructions. Once everything goes well, you will be able to escape from this cage. You will not have to stick to the valley. From now on, the sea and the sky will be vast, and you will have some freedom and ease..."

This sentence touched the hearts of several stewards.

Even if they are in charge and have authority, no one wants to live such a dark and inhuman life in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

The world of flowers is something everyone yearns for.

Although several stewards kept their expressions, their eyes were a little wandering. Finally, someone took the lead and said:

“I will obey your orders!”

Someone took the lead, and others also said:

“Only the young master is obedient.”

　　　“I will be the master's wrathful person…”

Jin Yixuan nodded with satisfaction, and then his eyes flashed coldly, "It's not too late, let's do it now."

"yes!"

After the discussion, Jin Yixuan and the other stewards left one after another.

The uneasiness in Mo Hua's heart is getting heavier and heavier...

Escape from the prison?

Carefree?

What on earth do these demon cultivators want to do?

Mo Hua thought for a while and then sent a message to Elder Xun:

“The demon cultivator seems to be making some moves, elder, please be careful...”

After sending it out, Mo Hua continued to wait, intending to wait and see what would happen.

But not long after, there was sudden violent movement in the valley.

There were the sounds of the collapse of buildings, the screams of demon cultivators, and the low roars of demonic beasts, all mixed together.

Mo Hua frowned, and at that moment, Taixu Ling was shocked.

When he took out the ink painting and took a look, he saw an urgent message from Taixu Order, which was sent by Elder Xun:

“Mo Hua, are you okay?!”

Mo Hua: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

Elder Xun paused for a while and then wrote: "The gate to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has been opened..."

Mo Hua was shocked when he heard this.

(ps. No surprises, I will add another update tomorrow, and another update the day after tomorrow, trying to wrap up this plot~.)

(End of this chapter)

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