Asking About Longevity Chapter 785

Chapter 785: Helping the Tiger

　　Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian are both the same.

Xunziyou shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, you can't go in."

Linghu laughed at the fact that the life and death of these three children were uncertain. He was very sorry and felt uncomfortable.

But after all, this is the matter of Chongxumen, Tai'amen and the Song family of Duanjinmen.

It doesn't hurt him even if it hurts.

Although he was sorry, that was all.

But if Mo Hua takes it upon himself to enter the Demon Refining Map, and is unlucky and gets caught in an accident, the Taixu Sect will also suffer heavy losses.

The ancestor would not be polite to himself either.

I don't even have the face to go see my ancestor.

This "pain" really hurts me.

"Even if you go in, I will go in, not you." Xun Ziyou said again.

Mo Hua said: "Elder Xun, do you know what you are going to do?"

Xun Ziyou was stunned for a moment, looked at the huge and formidable mural in front of him, considered it carefully, and then shook his head honestly:

"have no idea…"

He didn't even know what the Demon Refining Chart was.

It is even less clear what doorway there will be inside.

As an elder of the sect, he stays in the sect most of the time. Although he also goes out and has a lot of experience, these experiences are all "human" experiences facing all kinds of monks.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Not evil spirits.

So far, he has not encountered evil spirits very much, and he knows very little about evil thoughts.

On the contrary, Elder Xun Zixian frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he asked Mo Hua solemnly: "Are you sure?"

“Yeah!” Mo Hua nodded.

At present, it seems that there is no corpse or even incarnation of the evil **** in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

In this demon refining map, although the demons are numerous and ferocious, they may not be that strong in terms of strength.

You should be able to "grasp" it yourself!

The ink painting looks like he has everything in mind and is very confident.

Xun Zixian was a little surprised and thought for a moment.

Although he doesn't know where the accuracy of ink painting lies.

But since this kid is a disciple that his ancestor valued, he must have something special about him.

What's more, since entering the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, he has seen Mo Hua's intelligence, understanding, propriety in actions, and understanding of battle tactics.

Xun Zixian nodded and said:

"I agree to let you in. If you need anything, just ask and I will help you."

Xunzi was startled.

Shangguan Xuanjian on the other side was excited when he heard this and said quickly:

"Little brother, as long as you can save Xiao'er, I will be considered a Chongxumen and owe you a big favor!"

“At least I, Shangguan Xuanjian, owe you a big favor!”

"From now on, as long as it doesn't violate moral principles, doesn't violate the laws of Taoism, and doesn't harm personal morality or the interests of the sect, just say, I will do whatever I can to do it, and I will do it without any hesitation!"

This promise is extremely heavy.

What's more, this is the promise of an elder of the inner sect in the late Jindan period of Chongxu Sect, one of the eight major sects.

Xun Zixian was slightly startled.

Xun Ziyou was even more surprised and sighed: "Xuanjian, you don't have to..."

Shangguan Xuanjian shook his head with a solemn expression.

“This is what it should be!”

He really couldn't help it.

The world of cultivation is vast and endless, with various sects and various disciplines and specializations.

He cultivated sword energy, and he was completely confused about such evil things, and he didn't know what to do to save Linghu Xiao.

The demon refining picture is extremely evil and must be extremely dangerous.

If Mo Hua didn't speak in person, he would naturally be embarrassed to ask Mo Hua, a young disciple of the Taixu Sect, to risk unknown dangers to save their disciples from the Chongxu Sect.

But now that Mo Hua has spoken and said that he is confident, Elder Xun Zixian, who is knowledgeable in battle formation, also agrees.

Then he must be sincere, make a heavy promise, and ask Mo Hua for help.

At the moment, it is very likely that this is the last chance.

If you don't make a big promise, please ask Mo Hua, this mysterious young disciple, for help.

Once this opportunity is missed, it is very likely that they will never be able to save Chongxumen, a swordsman genius with a clear sword heart that is rare in 500 years.

At that time, I will really regret it.

Therefore, if there is any opportunity in front of you, you cannot let it go.

Xun Ziyou glanced at Shangguan Xuanjian, put himself in his shoes and understood his state of mind, but couldn't stop him, and sighed: "That's all..."

He looked at the ink painting again, "Then be careful."

Mo Hua nodded.

Xun Zixian on the side looked at the demon refining picture again, suddenly became confused and asked Mo Hua a key question:

“How...are you going to get in?”

This mural is magnificent and vast, but there is no entrance. It is obviously not entered by the "physical body".

Xun Zixian heard Mo Hua say the word "sacrifice".

Can be sacrificed and requires ritual.

Different sacrifices have different rituals.

The specific ritual is still unclear. The witch died again. It is probably impossible to enter the mural through the sacrificial ceremony.

“Wait a minute, I'll think about it for a moment…”

Mo Hua pondered, his mind spinning.

When he first saw the Demon Refining Map in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, he was thinking about how to enter the Demon Refining Map.

Be prepared for a rainy day, which is the basic principle of the demon hunter.

When something happens, you must make plans in advance.

To enter the Demon Refining Map, generally speaking, you can only rely on "rituals".

Mo Hua's original plan was to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the demon cultivator's “ritual” to “sacrifice” himself as a sacrifice.

But this condition is somewhat harsh.

It also requires a lot of chance and coincidence.

Yao cultivators are not all fools.

Once there is any mistake and the demon cultivator notices it, his body will fall into the hands of the demon cultivator.

That's it.

Even if his soul enters the Demon Refining Chart and "eats up" all the demon cultivator's wealth, it will not help.

Without the foundation of the physical body, the soul will naturally become a "ghost".

From now on, we will never be separated from the great road.

Therefore, the best way is to bypass the "ritual" and directly intervene in the demon refining chart with divine thoughts instead of making sacrifices.

Ritual is someone else's way.

Walking on other people's roads is always uncomfortable and may not be safe.

Mo Hua still wants to go his own way.

“How to bypass the ritual?”

Mo Hua had never thought of a good solution for this before, but after experiencing some things recently, he gradually came up with some ideas.

Mo Hua walked twice around the huge mural-like demon refining diagram, then walked to the corner, took out the broken bone sword, and asked secretly:

“Sword Bones, can you enter the Demon Refining Chart?”

“I'm not going in!” Jian Gugu said immediately.

"I'm asking you if you can go in, not if you want to go in." Mo Hua said indifferently.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 in Mo Hua¡¯s calm words, there was an unquiet threat.

It wanted to resist, but it really didn't have the strength to resist, so it could only defend in a low voice:

"I can... I can go in, but it's useless if I go in."

There was a hint of fear in the voice of Sword Bones, "There are so many demons in the demon refining map, it is really too dangerous. Although I am a sword demon and I am also a body of evil thoughts, I am really insignificant in front of so many demons... "

"What's more, even if I go in, I won't be able to rescue those little devils."

“There is a high probability that he will be eaten alive by many monsters…”

Jian Gugu was a little timid, but he didn't tell lies.

Mo Hua said, "You don't need to save me."

Jian Gu Gu was stunned, "You don't need me to save you? Then what am I going to do?"

“You mainly lead the way and bring me in!”

Mo Hua's eyes are slightly bright.

He thought about it.

The soul can leave the body, which seems to be a very high-end monk ability.

I don't know how to do it yet.

Therefore, currently, one's spiritual thoughts cannot leave the physical body voluntarily.

However, you can be passively attracted by some evil spirits and into some "vision pictures", "illusions", or "nightmares".

Similar to being "seduced".

Mo Hua summarized some of the evil spirits he had dealt with, from the landscape Taoist pictures of Heishan Village at the beginning, to the zombie ancestor pictures of the Zhang family, to the Taoist shrine of the Five Elements Sect...

Mostly this is the case.

This will be easier to handle.

The physical body is the "cage" of the soul.

As long as you find an "evil spirit", hook your "soul", let your spiritual thoughts leave the physical body, and then through some means, your spiritual thoughts can "actively" enter some illusions or nightmares.

　　This evil spirit that "seduces the soul" is a "leading party".

As for the leading party, Mo Hua chose "Sword Bones" to be the leader.

The sword bone was "entrusted with an important task" by the ink painting, and he immediately trembled with fright.

Lead the way?

Lead the way for this terrible little ancestor?

Jian Gugu immediately tactfully excused himself and said, "But...even if I drag you into the blood pool, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the Demon Refining Map..."

“You don't have to worry about this,” Mo Hua said, “I've thought about it all, you just need to do as I say.”

"I'm afraid..." Jian Gugu was still trying to shirk the blame. Mo Hua said with a straight face, "You don't think I'm discussing with you, do you?"

Jian Gugu said bitterly: "Yes."

Had I said this earlier, it would have been over.

Hypocritically asking so many questions, can you refuse it yourself?

The sword's bones are filled with slander.

“Okay, that's settled.”

Ink painting decided unilaterally.

Xun Ziyou and the other three people on the other side were a little stunned.

Mo Hua squatted in the corner, holding a broken sword, muttering something, and occasionally some evil breath came out.

This movement must not be hidden from their golden elixir realm consciousness.

But they didn't say anything.

What Mo Hua can tinker with is his own ability. Even if there is something out of line, it is up to the ancestors to take care of it. They can just turn a blind eye.

After obtaining the "agreement" of Jiangu Gu, Mo Hua made a plan.

He walked around the Demon Refining Diagram a few more times, carefully deducing the atmosphere of the formations in the diagram, and carefully sensing the flow of the Shinto formations inside.

Then, he found a location where the formation was relatively weak.

Any formation is not evenly distributed.

Any formation medium that carries the formation has its own weak points.

The Demon Refining Picture is no exception.

Of course, if you want to see this kind of flaw, it will still test the formation master's spiritual awareness, eyesight, and formation experience.

The most important thing is the power of calculation.

Mo Hua found the weak point of the Shinto formation on the Demon Refining Diagram, took out the pen and ink, made a cross, and then said to Xunzi leisurely:

"Elder Xun, help me break this place open. Use sword energy to break it. It will be about two inches thick."

Xun Ziyou didn't know why, but he still followed the ink painting's instructions, pulled out his sword, and chipped off a shallow layer of the ink painting on the mural.

After cutting it off, the formation patterns inside were exposed.

The Shinto formations here are sparse, and there is still a lot of space between the Tao formations.

Ink Hua first erased one of the Shinto formation patterns, and then replaced it with the formation pattern he drew.

In this way, the Shinto formation pattern I drew became an "interface".

The ink painting drew another Shinto formation pattern on the broken sword with white bones.

These two Shinto formation patterns can be integrated into each other.

The ink painting selected a position, inserted the broken sword of bones into the mural of the Demon Refining Picture, so that the Shinto formations on the broken sword and the formations he left on the mural fit together and connected with each other, forming a "bridge" ".

In this way, the bones and the broken sword have become part of the demon refining diagram.

The two are a whole.

After entering the White Bone Broken Sword, you can naturally pass through the Shinto "bridge" and enter the "Demon Refining Map".

Xun Ziyou and Shangguan Xuanjian on the side were confused by his operation.

Only Xun Zixian could see some clues and probably guessed Mo Hua's idea, and he looked a little confused for a moment.

He looked at the mural, at the broken sword, then at the formation patterns that formed the "bridge", and finally at the ink painting, his mood fluctuated for a moment.

“How does this child's head... grow?”

Mo Hua finished everything, turned his head and looked at Xun Ziyou and the others:

"Elder, I will go in shortly, but my body will remain here. Please protect me."

Xunzi You nodded, "Don't worry, no one can touch your body as long as we are here."

He even silently held the "Void Sword Order" in his hand.

Logically speaking, the three late stages of their golden elixirs are enough to ensure that ink paintings are foolproof.

But if something unexpected happened and a powerful enemy above the Golden Core came to attack, then he would crush the sword order and call the ancestor.

So as to eliminate any surprises.

Mo Hua was relieved.

The broken sword of white bones is inserted into the demon refining diagram. The two are connected by two Shinto formations that fit into each other.

Mo Hua sat cross-legged, holding a broken bone sword in his hand, and whispered:

“Sword bone.”

Jiangu Gu was unwilling, but had no choice but to use the evil "soul seducing" method to lure this "little plague god" into his own blood pool.

On the broken sword with white bones, a layer of faint blood mist emerged.

Under the blood mist, Mo Hua slowly closed his eyes, his mind gradually left his body, his face turned pale, his breathing became steady, and his breath became vague.

Xun Ziyou was still a little worried and frowned:

"This bone sword...seems to be a bit evil and unrighteous, will it be okay?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, "Since he is confident, it means he knows what he is doing, so let him give it a go, and we can keep his body."

Shangguan Xuanjian nodded solemnly.

Then the three elders of the inner sect in the late Jindan stage formed a corner-shaking posture to protect the ink painting in the middle.

The three of them relaxed their consciousness, looked alert, and had bright eyes, not allowing anyone to get close.

Mo Hua, who was protected by the three people, had his eyes closed peacefully.

His spiritual thoughts have left his physical body, entered the blood pool, and turned into a smaller "little ink painting".

　　When Jian Gu Gu saw his appearance, his whole body ached.

The dozens of sword bones that had been broken off one by one by Mo Hua's bare hands were also aching.

Mo Hua got straight to the point and directly ordered:

“Lead the way.”

The sword bone looked troubled and said with a sneer:

"Little ancestor, you have built the 'road' to the Demon Refining Map, and I have already pulled you in. You can go in by yourself. I am just a sword demon, so there is no need to follow..."

Mo Hua shook his head, "I have to take you with me. You are a 'hidden danger' and cannot be left behind."

The sword bone corners of the mouth twitched:

“My little ancestor is joking... I am of low strength and am no match for you. I can't help you even if I go in, so I might as well stay and watch the door for you...”

Mo Hua didn't listen to his sophistry at all and raised two white and tender fingers:

“I'll give you two choices: one, follow me in; two, I'll crush you to death here to avoid future troubles.”

The sword bones immediately trembled, and he took the lead, walking in front of the ink painting, bowing and saying:

“Little ancestor, please, I will open the way for you in front.”

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

Jian Gu Gu sighed in his heart.

It originally planned to find a way to cut off the Shinto bridge once the little ancestor entered the Demon Refining Map so that he would never be able to come back.

In the end, this little ancestor really didn't give him any chance...

It can only accept its fate and lead the way.

Golden Shinto formations connect one end to the Sword Bone Blood Pool, and the other end to the Demon Refining Diagram, like an iron chain across the river, forming a golden formation bridge.

Tall sword bones, walking in front with a stooped back.

The small ink painting followed behind with head held high.

As we walked, the sword bones leading the way suddenly felt like "helping the tiger".

The ink painting is that evil tiger.

I am a little "ghost".

It's just that I, as a “ghost”, do not bring people to tigers to eat.

It's about luring the tiger into the “crowd of people”…

It became more and more depressed and sighed in its heart:

“I feel uncomfortable as a human being, and I don't have freedom as a demon. Now that I have become a demon, I still can't help myself..."

“It's so hard to live...”

Jian Gugu cursed in his heart, but on the surface he became more respectful and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

In this way, one demon and one person followed the chain of the Shinto, leaving the blood pool and walking towards the demon refining map that was wider, with thicker blood and evil spirit, and stronger evil spirit.

I don't know how long I walked, but my eyes gradually opened up.

The dark sky, blood-colored clouds, rugged mountains, forbidding bones, and many strange and sinister auras are almost right in front of you.

Hungry after a long absence in ink painting.

It seems that I haven't had a big meal for a long, long time.

His crystal eyes became brighter and brighter.

The porcelain doll-like face looks increasingly red and white.

Jian Gu Gu noticed Mo Hua's excitement and felt a little strange. He secretly glanced back and saw Mo Hua's fair and lovely appearance. For some reason, he felt a little hairy in his heart.

“Walk faster!” Mo Hua said in a clear voice.

“Yes, yes!” Jian Gugu didn't dare to neglect.

Soon, one person and one demon walked across the Shinto "bridge" and stepped into the real demon refining map.

As soon as you enter the Demon Refining Map, the atmosphere is indeed different.

Gloomy, bloody, depressing.

The valley is ferocious, with piles of bones and blood flowing everywhere. It looks like a place where evil spirits have lived for a long time.

The blood pool on the sword bone is already very bloody, but compared with this demon refining diagram, it pales in comparison.

"only…"

Mo Hua looked left and right, with a puzzled look on his face.

“Where are the monsters?”

Didn't it say that if you enter the Demon Refining Chart, you will suffer from the soul-devouring demons?

Where are the ten thousand demons?

Where are you hiding?

Hidden?

Mo Hua is a little unhappy.

The guests have all come in, but they don't come to “greet” them?

The evil spirits in this demon refining picture are too rude.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he said silently in his heart: "If you don't come to me, then I will go find you..."

However, before that, we still have to rescue Xiao Mu and the other three.

Mo Hua's spiritual mind unfolded, he felt it slightly, and then followed a path of bones and walked forward.

Sword Bones was uneasy due to the dense and gloomy aura in the Demon Refining Diagram. It was startled when it saw this, but it had no choice but to harden its skull and follow silently.

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