Asking About Longevity Chapter 784

 Chapter 784 Sacrifice (Additional update for Mr. Meow, the stupid idiot~)

“Mr. Tu is indeed right. Monitor your own spiritual vision array. If you meet a master of the array, you will become the eyes of others..."

Jin Yixuan looked solemn.

 He searched randomly again and found that most of the nearby spiritual vision arrays had been quietly activated.

 The Ten Thousand Demons Prison is almost equivalent to other people's territory.

Jin Yixuan felt anxious in his heart. Suddenly he was stunned. He remembered something and immediately ordered the demon cultivator beside him:

"You go and chase me, call a few more people and follow me."

The demon cultivator received the order and summoned a group of demon cultivators. They were divided into two groups. One group went to chase the people, and the other group followed Jin Yixuan to the front of the privy room.

 The Privy Council has been completely sealed.

Jin Yixuan and other demon cultivators mobilized their demon power and used all their strength to force open the secret door.

When the dust cleared, Jin Yixuan walked into the secret room, opened his eyes and looked around, his expression became more gloomy.

 Sure enough, all the formation hubs have been tampered with and have been completely transformed into someone else's shape.

Jin Yixuan frowned for a moment and sneered, "Don't think that you are the only one who can change the formation."

The Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation has been activated, and the center of the formation is still in front of him. As long as he changes it back, the "eyes" all over the Ten Thousand Demon Prison will become his own again.

Once you regain control of the Yuan Magnetic Vision Array, a few mice will have no way to escape.

Jin Yixuan touched the formation plate with his hand, let go of his spiritual thoughts, and prepared to intervene in the Yuan magnetic formation hub.

 Just at the moment when his spiritual thoughts connected, his expression changed, and when he realized something was wrong, he immediately jumped back.

 At the moment he retreated, the formation hub exploded.

 The explosion was not very powerful and did not cause much harm to Jin Yixuan.

 But it was enough to destroy the formation plate and most of the central formations on it.

 All the Yuan Magnetic Vision Arrays were also extinguished.

Jin Yixuan was not injured, but he was covered in dust and looked very embarrassed, and his eyes were somewhat ferocious.

“What a good idea. In such a hurry, you can still leave a hidden hand in the formation..."

“A mere mouse teased me like this…”

 He suppressed the anger in his heart and his expression turned cold.

 “Don't let me catch you.”

Jin Yixuan looked at the formations around him again.

Yuanci Spiritual Vision Complex Array, with the center as the core, controls the terminal spiritual vision array.

 When the center is destroyed, the formation becomes useless and can no longer be used.

Even if you want to repair it, you won't be able to repair it in a short period of time.

 This formation is no longer in use.

However, the passing geese leave a sound, and the passing snow leaves a trace.

 The methods of monks will always leave traces, and the same is true for formation masters.

Any formation, as long as it is not completely destroyed, will always leave a series of clues.

 The formation master can use the formation, but conversely, your formation, even if it is just a wreckage, may be used by others.

“Since the spiritual vision array is used as the 'eye', his whereabouts will follow the layout of the spiritual hub array in the valley and become a clue to be tracked..."

He is very familiar with the layout of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Jin Yixuan snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with a sharp look, "You guys can't escape..."

At the edge of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison, Mo Hua was guiding the way. The formation disk in his hand "squeaked", the magnetism dissipated, and the formation failed.

Mo Hua sighed.

This Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Complex Formation was still discovered.

 It seems that among the demon cultivators, there is also an experienced formation master.

If his predictions were correct, this person would most likely be the leader of the demon cultivator, Jin Yixuan, the senior brother of Duanjinmen.

 Fortunately, I have some tricks left.

This group of demon cultivators can destroy the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons themselves, and they can also destroy the Yuan Magnetic Array themselves.

 This is just a small measure, but it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

 The situation after that is probably not very optimistic.

Hide in the dark, observing everything in the ink painting, and then taking a look at Linghu Xiao, Ouyang Mu and Song Jian, who were covered in dirty blood and mixed with the group of demon cultivators, their moods were a little complicated.

 “That's all, let's take it one step at a time.”

 “It really doesn't work, so I have to find another way…”

 The journey ahead will indeed be quite bumpy.

There were many more searching guards along the road. Every demon cultivator passing by would have his black robe lifted off and his face looked at.

There are even "stewards" who patrol.

 Some of the organs and small doors on the side roads have also been closed.

Occasionally, there are domesticated hyenas, led by demon cultivators with ropes, sniffing around on the ground, smelling human scent.

After walking cautiously for a while, Linghuxiao and the others were blocked on a stone bridge outside the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

At this moment, the Taixu Order in Mo Hua's hand was shaken. He looked down and saw a letter from Elder Xun on it:

 “I have entered the valley, where are you?”

Mo Hua raised his head and saw a tall steward with a pale face and fierce eyes like a tiger or wolf standing on the opposite side of the stone bridge.

 It is the precious gold of the Golden Gate.

It's probably less than half an hour's journey from the gate.

 However, Jin Gui was like an "evil tiger", blocking the road.

Looking at him, it was obvious that he didn't want to give up.

Jin Gui looked at Linghuxiao and the others and smiled coldly, "Finally I found it..."

The matter has come to this, and the whereabouts have been exposed. There is no need to cover up Linghuxiao and the three of them.

Song Jian took a step forward and said:

“Jin Gui, you and I are all disciples of Duan Jinmen, why should we kill them all?”

Jin Gui couldn't help but sneer, "Master Song, you are still so childish until now, which makes people laugh..."

“We are both disciples of Duanjinmen, so what can we do?”

"In this world, father and son can turn against each other, and their flesh and blood can kill each other. What does it matter if they are just from the same family?"

Song Jian, who came from a noble family and grew up under the protection of his parents, moved his parents out again, "If you dare to attack me, my parents will not let you go!"

Jin Gui's eyes were even a little pitiful, "It's been a while since you were caught in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. Guess why there's no movement from your parents' side?"

 “Guess, what are they doing?”

Song Jian was stunned by the question.

 He was locked up in the valley. How could he know what his parents were doing?

Jin Gui smiled sarcastically and said mockingly:

"What else can they do? They are weighing the pros and cons! They are weighing whether to save your son."

 “If the price is too high, they would rather you die and it would be over once and for all, so as not to cause them any trouble!”

Song Jian's face turned pale and he said angrily: "You are talking nonsense. They are my parents, how can they not care about my life or death?"

Jin Gui shook his head and said in a cold tone, "It seems that you know nothing about the rules of the family."

“Monks have multiplied into families, and the family is maintained by blood, but family ties are the weakest.”

“Most monks in the family value profit the most!”

"If the interests are conflicting, even if they come from the same family, the same lineage, or even the same parents, they will still want you to die."

"Your parents, and you are not the only son. When you die, they will just shed a few tears. After some time, they may forget about you."

Song Jian said anxiously: "You are talking nonsense!"

Jin Gui sneered.

Linghuxiao's eyes turned cold and he said to Song Jian, "Don't talk nonsense to him. He is stalling for time."

"Delaying time?" Jin Gui looked arrogant, "Do I still need to delay time to deal with you?"

“Yes, I am from a humble background and have poor qualifications. I cannot compare to you direct descendants.”

Jin Gui's tone changed and his eyes were filled with hatred, "But now, I am completely different from what I used to be! Today I will show you what it means to be the true king of demons..."

Jin Gui's voice became more and more rough. At the end, it was no longer sound, but it roared like a tiger.

His body, with the flash of strong and graceless demonic patterns, gradually grew in size, grew tawny hair, and transformed into the claws and fangs of a tiger.

 Jin Gui's momentum was like a powerful tiger demon for a moment, which was intimidating.

 Linghuxiao and the three others' expressions changed, and they all drew their swords.

 “Do it!”

 Along the way, the three of them joined forces to kill the enemy, and they already had some tacit understanding.

Song Jian used the Broken Gold Sword Technique to stop the demonized Jin Gui at close range. Ouyang Mu was not very proficient in the Tai'a sword technique, so he could only help from the side.

 And Linghuxiao began to accumulate strength, condensing the extremely sharp Chongxu Sword Qi.

But Jin Gui had already transformed into a demon. He was wearing the four-elephant black tiger demon pattern, and his strength was greatly increased. He suppressed Song Jian in just a few rounds at close range.

 Then he made another backhand, knocking Ouyang Mu away.

 Song Jian and Ouyang Mu both vomited blood from their mouths.

At this moment, a sword energy that was as bright as the moon and filled with murderous intent directly hit Jin Gui's body.

The sword energy tore apart Jin Gui's black robe, revealing the demonic patterns on his back. At the same time, it also cut a deep scar, revealing black and red flesh.

 But in an instant, his wounds continued to heal.

Linghu smiled and gritted his teeth, feeling a little helpless.

 The gap in cultivation is too obvious.

Moreover, he has spent a lot of spiritual energy along the way, and it is already very difficult to concentrate the sword energy at this time.

Mo Hua also looked startled.

 This Jin Gui, is the rare "tiger type" demon pattern painted on his body?

Mo Hua has never seen this kind of demon pattern on other demon cultivators.

Moreover, the tiger is the king of beasts. The amplifying power of this tiger pattern is obviously stronger than the four elephant patterns of other monsters.

 Jin Gui today is completely different from before.

 In the middle of the field, Linghuxiao and the three of them were, not surprisingly, also involved in a tough fight.

 Song Jian and Ouyang Mu were fighting at close quarters, and they were no match for Jin Gui, who had "tiger stripes".

Once Linghuxiao gets close, he has no chance to accumulate sword energy, and he is not a big threat to Jin Gui, who has become thick-skinned and fleshy after being transformed into a demon.

 Jin Gui can fight with one against three, and he can do it with ease.

Mo Hua silently put his hand into his storage bag and took out a broken gold sword. He wanted to see if he could kill Jin Gui and copy the four-elephant tiger-like demonic patterns on his body.

 As soon as he had the idea, he silently put away the sword.

 Someone is coming from a distance.

The person in charge is none other than the black-clothed leader of Ten Thousand Demons Valley and the senior brother of Duanjinmen—Jin Yixuan.

 In addition, there are several stewards and seven or eight demon cultivators.

Mo Hua sighed deeply.

 “This time it's really something that can't be settled...”

Even if you include yourself, you can't be a match for this group of demon cultivators.

 Yu Jian can only kill one or two at most, but it will also reveal his whereabouts.

 Furthermore, the demonized Jingui is too strong.

Mo Hua estimated that even if he wielded a sword, he might not be able to kill him with one blow.

Not to mention, there are several other stewards, as well as the obviously more powerful leader of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, Jin Yixuan, who has the remnant soul of Mr. Tu attached to him.

To say the least, even if you can kill, it will actually be of no use.

With so many demon cultivators surrounding them, Xiaomu and the three of them will definitely not be able to escape...

 At this moment, when Jin Gui saw someone coming, he no longer held back and decided to fight quickly.

 After only about ten rounds, Song Jian and Ouyang Mu were hit by Jin Gui's palm and vomited blood.

Linghuxiao was also punched by Jin Gui on the spirit sword. His energy and blood surged, and he was unable to fight anymore. The three people wrote down the words of the ink painting:

“If you are stopped by someone, don't show off, don't think about why you would rather die than surrender, fight to the end, and admit defeat honestly...”

 Therefore, they did not try to show off their strength, and the monsters were captured without hesitation.

 Linghu Xiao felt unwilling to do so, but there was really nothing he could do.

Jin Yixuan led a group of demon cultivators, walked closer, and first praised Jin Gui: "You did a good job."

 Jin Gui looked happy.

Jin Yixuan turned his head again, his eyes wandered over Linghuxiao and the others, and he frowned and said, "Where are the others?"

Where did that **** "rat" go?

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu will naturally not talk about the ink painting.

 Song Jian is not stupid, so he will naturally not leak it.

 The three of them just sneered to themselves and said nothing.

Jin Yixuan was angry, his eyelids were twitching, and he asked: "Who is helping you secretly?"

Linghu smiled and sneered, "It's just a Ten Thousand Demons Prison. I can advance and retreat freely with one person and one sword, so why do I need help from others?"

Jin Yixuan knew that he was talking nonsense and ignored him, but he still looked ugly.

Jin Gui noticed that Linghu's smile was not pleasing to his eyes, so he asked, “Why don't we **** his hands first and let him suffer a little?”

Jin Yixuan's eyes were cold. After thinking for a moment, he still shook his head:

 “Keep these people, Master, they are still useful...”

He looked around again, scanning the area several times with his consciousness, but still couldn't find any traces, and frowned.

Hidden pretty deep...

At this juncture, you didn't show any flaws at all?

Jin Yixuan snorted coldly and cursed secretly in his heart:

 “As expected of a mouse, he is very sneaky.”

 Then he looked around again, feeling unwilling to do so, but still said: "That's all, let's report back to the young master first, and we'll talk about other things later."

 “Yes, leader.”

The other demon cultivators cupped their hands, then took out the chains, locked Linghuxiao and the others, and walked towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

Mo Hua sees all this.

“As expected, you still can't escape…”

Mo Hua frowned. He originally wanted to follow him, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that it would be useless to follow him.

There are too many demon cultivators on the opposite side, and most of them are in the late stage of foundation building, or even at the peak of demon cultivators.

 There is also a mysterious "gongzi".

Furthermore, listening to what Jin Yixuan said just now, it seems that they have found someone secretly helping Xiaomu and the other three.

 In this case, these demon cultivators must be extremely vigilant now.

　　If you follow him and are discovered by them accidentally, you will be in danger.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that he still had to find a "helper".

 The dangers deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons are unknown and cannot be solved by oneself.

 He thought for a while and then sent a letter to Xun Ziyou:

“Elder Xun, where are you now?”

"Linghu and the other three have been captured again. I have no choice but to ask for your help."

Within a moment, news from Xun Ziyou came from the Taixu Order:

“We entered the gate, crossed the avenue, and were fighting inside. Now we are in front of...a Wolf Fang Valley.”

 Langya Valley?

Mo Hua recalled the terrain in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and then said: "Then don't run around, I will pick you up."

The terrain in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is complex and the roads are intricate. He was afraid that Elder Xun and the others would take the wrong path and stray from him.

Xunzi said leisurely: "Okay!"

So Xunzi invited several elders to kill the demon cultivator on the spot.

Mo Hua, on the other hand, hid himself and rushed towards Langya Valley.

In less than half an hour, Mo Hua arrived at the Langya Valley and saw several elders of Xun Ziyou from a distance, wielding swords to kill demons.

 They are all golden elixir cultivators, and they can often kill a foundation-building demon cultivator with just one sword energy.

The surrounding demon cultivators were so frightened by the news that they almost did not dare to approach.

Seeing that Elder Xun and the others were so strong, Mo Hua felt much more at ease.

At the moment when the ink painting appeared, Xunzi and others also discovered the ink painting.

 They turned into escaping light and came forward in a matter of seconds.

 “Ink painting, laugh at him...”

The current person is an elder wearing a Taoist robe from the Chongxu Sect.

Mo Hua guessed that this elder was the Shangguan elder who was secretly guarding Linghuxiao as Elder Xun had mentioned to him.

Mo Huayan said concisely and concisely: "The matter is urgent. Linghu has been captured. Let's talk as we walk."

Xun Ziyou and others nodded.

 The large troops of the two sects are still fighting towards the valley, and there are not many manpower at the moment.

 Just having the golden elixir is enough.

 Xun Ziyou, Xun Zixian and Shangguan Xuanjian, the three Jindan elders, led the way with Mo Hua as their guide, and headed towards the interior of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

The three Jindan elders' escape skills were so fast that Mo Hua couldn't keep up.

Xun Ziyou, who was tall and slender, rolled up Mo Hua's sleeves and led him to perform the escape technique.

 There are three golden elixir "protectors", and Mo Hua feels a lot more at ease.

 The group of people had great momentum along the way.

When encountering an obstacle, break it with one sword; when encountering a demon cultivator, kill it with one sword, without any hesitation and with extremely fast speed.

Soon, everyone arrived at the stone bridge where Linghuxiao and three others were captured.

Mo Hua briefly sensed the remaining blood and clues of cause and effect, and pointed to the right, "This way."

Xun Ziyou and the others did not hesitate at all, turned into three rays of light, and continued to chase in the direction pointed by Mo Hua.

 From then on, the way was guided by ink paintings.

Occasionally, the ink painting will hesitate, but after thinking for a moment, it can point to the right direction.

 The three Jindan elders were all a little surprised.

 But the situation is urgent at this time, so it is not appropriate to ask too many questions.

Moreover, after experiencing all these incidents, they all have an unconditional and natural trust in ink paintings.

Of course, in this case, it's okay if they don't believe it.

  No matter how correct the route is, time will still pass by little by little.

 The deeper they pursued, the more complex the terrain became, and the more time was wasted.

The surroundings were in a mess, with collapsed stone walls, monster beasts running around, and demon cultivators in various forms of death.

 But Linghuxiao and the others were nowhere to be seen.

Xun Ziyou and the other three looked solemn.

Mo Hua also had a vague premonition in his heart.

Finally, an hour later, when he led Elder Xun and the three of them through the Demon Refining Pot, the Alchemy Room, and the Formation Stone Palace to the final destination, this uneasy premonition became even stronger.

 The final location is a magnificent mural.

On the mural, there are towering valleys, dangerous rivers and rocks, and ferocious demons dancing wildly. It is exactly that... a picture of demon refining!

At this time, there are many demon cultivators stationed outside the demon refining chart.

 There are three coffins placed near the Demon Refining Picture.

 The coffin is dark, engraved with demonic patterns, and is cold and weird.

In front of each coffin, dark green candles were lit, and various kinds of flesh, bones, and evil fruits were placed as offerings.

In the middle of the demon refining diagram, there is a steward who looks like a witch, trembling all over and mumbling something.

  It seems that some kind of "ceremony" is being held.

Mo Hua could tell at a glance, "They are offering sacrifices!"

At the same time, this group of demon cultivators also saw Mo Hua, especially Xun Ziyou and others who were wearing sect robes. They were immediately shocked and said in disbelief:

 “Golden elixir?!”

Xun Ziyou looked cold and made a decisive decision, "Kill!"

Then he and Shangguan Xuanjian used their sharp swords to control the sword or condense their sword energy to kill the demon cultivators around them one by one.

 In front of the powerful late-stage Jindan sword cultivators, this group of demon cultivators had no power to fight back.

The witch cultivator seemed to want to overturn the altar and ruin the ceremony, but was stopped by Elder Xun Zixian.

 A spiritual rope engraved with formations trapped her tightly.

 The witch could not move.

Xun Zixian asked coldly: "What is the ritual of sacrifice? How to trace it back? How to retrieve the 'sacrifice'?"

The witch had a mouth full of teeth and was as black as ink. She grinned, and then an evil light flashed in her eyes. Immediately, her seven orifices exploded, and her sea of ​​consciousness collapsed and she died.

Xun Zixian couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, and his face was as dark as frost for a moment.

 At this time, all the demon cultivators nearby were dead.

 The demon cultivators on the periphery were killed by the sword energy without knowing the inside story.

The witch in charge of the sacrificial ceremony obviously knew something, but an evil thought destroyed her sea of ​​consciousness and she blew herself up and died.

The area was empty except for the three coffins in the middle.

 Not only Mo Hua, but also Xun Ziyou and the other three people all had guesses in their minds.

 After a moment, Xunzi sighed:

 “Let's open the coffin and take a look…”

Xun Zixian hesitated for a moment, broke the formation on the coffin, and opened the coffin one by one.

 Inside the coffin, three young men were lying.

 It was Linghuxiao, Ouyang Mu and Song Jian.

At this time, the three people's faces were pale, without a trace of blood, and their breaths were gone, like dead people who had their "souls" removed.

Shangguan Xuanjian trembled, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed despair.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian were silent, not knowing how to comfort them.

 The atmosphere was a bit dead for a while.

At this moment, they listened to the ink paintings on the side, breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"fine…"

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian were startled.

Shangguan Xuanjian also raised his head suddenly, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, looking at the ink painting with hope.

His voice was a little hoarse.

Mo Hua nodded and said: "The soul has been sacrificed, but fortunately, it was sacrificed not long ago, and it should be possible to save it..."

He is relatively familiar with this kind of thing.

Xun Ziyou and the other three looked a little shocked when they heard this.

 They are all serious monks and do not know much about Shinto knowledge.

Xun Zixian knows a little bit, but he is not proficient at all.

 “How to save this...?”

Mo Hua raised his head, glanced at the majestic Demon Refining Picture, which seemed to have countless roaring demons, and said in a casual tone:

 “I'll just go in too!”

His eyes were slightly bright, faintly excited.

 Originally, I was about to leave the valley...

As a result, this group of demon cultivators, by coincidence, "seduce" themselves here again.

If you don't take a look at this demon refining map, wouldn't it be... sorry for their painstaking efforts to "lead the wolf into the house"?

 (End of this chapter)

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