Asking About Longevity Chapter 786

Chapter 786 Tiger Stripes (Added update for leader Xiao Baibai's Carrot Boss~)

The dark clouds in the sky are like ghosts, the mountains and rivers in the distance are like demons, blood flows into streams on both sides, and the bones underfoot are paved with roads.

The ink painting has a relaxed expression and light steps.

Jian Gu Gu was worried and followed step by step.

After walking for a while, Mo Hua turned to look at the sword bones, with a bit of contempt in his tone, "Didn't you say that there are so many evil spirits in the Demon Refining Picture? Where are the evil spirits?"

He has walked all the way and still hasn't seen a single evil spirit.

This demon refining picture is not fake, is it?

I shouldn't have traveled in vain...

Jian Gugu said sarcastically: "How did I know..."

It is also coming in for the first time.

　　If given a choice, it would never want to come in for the rest of its life.

Mo Hua looked around for a while, shook his head, and thought:

“That's all, let's save people first. The temple is here, where can the 'monk' go?”

He was focused on nothing else, feeling the breath on the bone path.

In these breaths, there are some unclean and evil thoughts mixed with evil spirits, and there are also a few clean and pure monks' thoughts.

If the three Xiao Mumu were "sacrificially sacrificed" to the Demon Refining Map, they should have been escorted deep into the Demon Refining Map by the demon cultivators along the bone passage at their feet.

Mo Hua couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Fortunately, although the scenery along the way was gloomy, it was safe and smooth.

Just like this, we walked all the way to the end of the Bone Road, and there was a valley in front of us. The mouth of the valley was like a gaping maw of a monster.

Mo Hua was startled and frowned slightly.

He continued walking inside and entered the valley. In front of him was a road, followed by some sculptures of monsters and some jagged peaks and valleys.

The more I looked at the ink paintings, the more familiar they became. After thinking about them for a while, I suddenly felt enlightened.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

The terrain of the Demon Refining Map is actually very similar to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons outside.

Although there are many differences, the overall pattern seems to be carved out of the same mold.

Mo Hua recalled what Elder Xun Zixian said:

“The formation of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a mixture of reality and reality…”

“…With the help of some great power, the present world and divine thoughts are initially reflected and integrated, and constructed through formations.”

Mo Hua only then understood what this sentence meant.

Alternate between virtual and real.

The world and the nightmare merge.

The river temple in the small fishing village seems to be the same.

Through the real world, a certain kind of nightmare is constructed, and then through the nightmare, it in turn affects the real world.

“The present world is the basis of nightmares, and nightmares react on the present world?”

“Is this the high-end use of the evil god's telepathy?”

Mo Hua raised his head again and looked at the surrounding scene.

The nightmares in the current demon refining map are derived from reality, but they seem to have minimal impact on the "real world".

Is it because the construction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has not been completed yet?

Or is it because...the real evil **** has not yet awakened, so he cannot use the real power of the evil **** yet?

Mo Hua couldn't help but think:

If the Great Desolate Evil God really wakes up...

And He really did successfully build a demon purgatory somewhere. Couldn't it be that he could bring the "demon purgatory" directly to the human world through his monstrous evil thoughts?

At that time, what will really happen is that all life will be in ruins and the world will be like a prison? !

Mo Hua was startled by his guess, and felt a huge chill in his heart.

Could it be that the evil **** really... has such terrifying abilities?

If this is true...the evil **** is really resurrected, and evil thoughts are spreading wantonly in the dark.

On the surface, everything seems to be fine in the prosperous world of Kyushu, but in an instant, it may be swallowed up by a boundless and terrifying nightmare, torn to pieces and littered with corpses.

Prosperous on the surface but corrupt on the inside.

The towering building collapsed in just a moment...

Mo Hua looked solemnly and sighed at the end.

The reality of this world becomes clearer when you see it, and the more terrifying you feel. Under such a crisis, ordinary monks are likely to be peaceful and peaceful in their years...

“Born in sorrow, died in happiness…”

Mo Hua shook his head, but then he thought about it, there was nothing he could do about these things at the moment.

The sky fell, but there was a tall man holding it up.

At the moment, it shouldn't be the turn of a young foundation-building monk like myself to worry about such important matters in the Nine Provinces.

It's important to save people first…

Mo Hua comforted himself, then temporarily put all this behind him, and continued to search for traces of the three people who had been "sacrificially sacrificed".

After walking like this for a while, when we arrived at a stone path, Mo Hua's thoughts came to him.

"found it!"

There are obvious traces of evil cultivators walking on the ground, and the evil spirit is strong.

The monk's spiritual aura is also very obvious.

The ink painting looks up.

On a wide stone path in the distance, several demons were carrying three strange coffins that were dark and engraved with demon patterns and were walking forward step by step.

At the front of the team, there was a tall demon cultivator leading the way.

And this steward is none other than Jin Gui.

In other words, it is Jin Gui's demon cultivator soul.

The ink painting does not hide the figure, and the sword bones do not contain the breath.

Both sides are aware of each other.

Jin Gui, who was walking in front, suddenly waved his hand and said, "Stop!" Then he turned his head and looked at Mo Hua. Of course, the main thing was the "sword bone" beside Mo Hua.

The sword bones are groveling in front of the ink painting.

But when he was alive, he was an old demon cultivator who was proficient in the forging of evil swords and possessed sinister skills.

What was transformed after death was a "sword demon" covered in white bones and evil swords, with tall bones and awe-inspiring demonic aura.

Just looking at the appearance, it is very "scary".

Jin Gui could not help but have a flash of fear in his eyes, but he was not afraid and sneered:

“Young master said, there is a mouse in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which is causing trouble in the dark. It's the bad master's big plan... But I didn't expect that you could actually chase me here..."

Jin Gui's eyes were burning, staring at the sword bone.

Jian Gu Gu was silent for a moment, and suddenly he was startled, and the white bones on his face were stunned for a moment.

mouse?

who?

"No, I'm just a guide, it has nothing to do with me..."

It wants to clarify something.

But when he thought that Mo Hua was around, the little ancestor didn't say anything, so naturally he didn't dare to make any claims.

More importantly, it looked at itself, which was tall, with jagged bones and swords, and full of demonic aura, and then looked at the ink painting next to it, which was a little bigger and looked like a child.

Feeling that my clarification is not convincing at all.

After all, no matter how you look at it, ink paintings are like “leading the way.”

As for me, I don't need to look at it as the “mastermind behind the scenes”.

Jian Gu Gu only felt a **** pot stuck directly in his forehead.

Sure enough, the eyes of all the demon cultivators were all focused on it viciously.

The sword bone and his eyes turned black.

Of course, it is a bone, the eye socket is hollow, and it is originally black.

Jin Gui looked at the sword demon in front of him with vigilant eyes. He was a little confused when he saw that it was motionless and silent for some unknown reason.

At this time, he saw the "unremarkable" ink painting standing next to the sword bone.

With just one glance, he passed by.

A sword demon and an imp. Although this combination is a bit strange, it doesn't matter as long as they are killed.

But then he was stunned, looked back, was suddenly startled, and lost control of his emotions, pointing at the ink painting and saying:

“Do you…have a brother?”

Mo Hua was also stunned by his question.

Jin Gui said angrily: "Is your brother called 'Mo Hua'?!"

Ink painting: “…”

Jin Gui looked at the ink painting again, and his eyes suddenly widened when he looked at his appearance and expression, "That's not right!"

“You...are the ink painting!”

He finally recognized it.

But then, he frowned again, "Why...have you become smaller?"

Mo Hua's eyes couldn't help but be a little cold.

Jin Gui stared at the ink painting for a while, with a sudden look on his face, and murmured:

“This is not the present world. When you enter here, you exist in the form of your own spiritual thoughts, that is to say...”

Jin Gui sneered, "No matter how old you are or how your appearance changes, you're still a naive kid on the inside who won't grow up!"

Mo Hua looked at Jin Gui with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

But I don't know how precious gold is.

He is still immersed in his past "hate".

He remembered clearly that at that time he and a group of junior disciples hunted the pig demon.

Unfortunately, this pig demon fell into the hands of a few disciples of Taixu Sect for some unknown reason.

He just took the pig demon away as a matter of course, but suffered an unspeakable humiliation as a result.

This kid named "Mo Hua", together with several of his classmates, plotted against him.

After that, he took off his own clothes, hung himself on a tree, and painted a turtle to make himself look ugly.

“Ink painting…”

This little devil turned into ashes, and I can't even forget it.

　　It is difficult to express the hatred in your heart without cutting him into pieces with a thousand knives!

“Okay, okay!” Jin Gui's expression was distorted and he said with a ferocious smile, “You can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all to get here!”

"I have long wanted to kill you little brat quietly to avenge my shame, but I never found the chance." "Today, you came to the door yourself! Then don't blame me, I will kill you with one knife and kill you His divine thoughts were eaten alive!"

Mo Hua's expression was calm, without any emotion or anger, and he never even paid attention to this precious gold.

Jin Gui thought that Mo Hua was scared. He smiled coldly, waved his hand and ordered:

"superior!"

The group of demon cultivators beside him put down their coffins and charged towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua stood with his hands tied, indifferent, but looked at the sword bone next to him.

Jian Gu Gu was stunned for a moment.

What's the meaning? Want me to come?

This little ancestor doesn't even want to move his hands?

Looking at it, a group of demon cultivators were about to rush in front of them. Sword Bones had no choice but to draw out two bone swords, generate demonic energy, and fight with these demon cultivators.

After fighting like this for more than ten rounds, the demon cultivators were killed and retreated steadily.

Sword Bones was suddenly startled again.

It suddenly realized that as a "sword demon", it seemed... quite strong?

The battle with Mo Hua almost broke his heart.

It almost thought that he was a humble, incompetent, ant-like waste monster.

But now when it fights against other demon cultivators, it suddenly realizes that it's not that it is too weak, but that some people are too strong?

The sword bones were refreshed, the demonic aura rose, and the arrogance instantly became arrogant.

With a backhand sword, it cut a demon cultivator in half.

Then his body suddenly swelled, and the bone swords on his body were like jointed limbs, and he completely strangled the other demon cultivator.

Upon seeing this, Jin Gui's expression suddenly became solemn.

He looked at the ink painting again and thought:

"No wonder this kid is so confident. It turns out there is such a powerful 'sword demon' serving as his guard."

"It's just..." Jin Gui frowned, "Isn't this sword demon a monster?"

"How can he, an upright disciple of the Taixu Sect, be protected by monsters? Could it be that the Taixu Sect, which has always prided itself on being upright, has also begun to degenerate?"

Looking at the bones of the sword, he was about to kill all the demon cultivators.

Jin Gui finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He also had to fulfill the Young Master's instructions and send the souls of these three imps to the depths of the Demon Refining Map, so he couldn't waste too much time.

Jin Gui's eyes showed murderous intent, and he roared like a wild beast, and then the roar gradually became louder, like a tiger.

The four-elephant black tiger demon formation lights up.

At the same time, his body gradually grew in size, grew tawny hair, and transformed into a bloodthirsty and powerful tiger.

Then he flashed out of the way, and in a flash, he was in front of the sword bone.

A tiger demon and a sword demon fought together.

Yoqi and demonic energy are intertwined.

Tiger claws clash with bone swords.

The demonic wind roared and the demonic energy whimpered. Both demons aroused their ferocity, and it was hard to tell the winner.

Mo Hua looked on silently.

At the same time, he was also calculating silently in his mind.

While the sword bone of the "Sword Demon" was fighting with all his strength against the "demonized" Jin Gui, and they were evenly matched, he silently deduced the four-elephant tiger pattern on Jin Gui's back.

He has long been eyeing this tiger stripe.

The tiger is the king of beasts, and among the many kinds of monsters, its strength is also at the top.

The demon cultivators with "tiger stripes" painted on them are rare in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

So far, I have only seen one ink painting on Jin Gui.

This is a rare demon pattern.

If you want to get it, you have to kill Jin Gui, take off his clothes, and copy them from his corpse.

Either let him go all out, activate the demon marks, fight with others, and spend some time by himself to record the derivation of these "demon marks".

These two methods are more troublesome, and there has been no chance before.

Now the sword bone happens to be there, and it and the two evil spirits Jin and Gui are evenly matched. They are "pecking at each other", which just gives me the opportunity to "calculate".

The eyes of the ink painting are slightly deep, and they are deducing calmly.

With golden bones and gold nobles, one person turns into a sword demon and the other turns into a tiger monster. Their auras are powerful, and a fierce battle is going on like a life-and-death duel.

While the ink drawings are being counted, they are being typed.

When the ink drawings were finished, they were still being typed.

Mo Hua silently memorized the complete "Four-Elephant Black Tiger Demonic Pattern Array" in his mind. When he looked up and saw the battle between these two evil spirits, he couldn't help but feel a little bored and even a little sleepy.

The two sides in the fierce battle were obviously not feeling well either.

The sword bones have been "ravaged" by ink paintings before, and their vitality has been damaged, so short-term fighting is fine. Once long-term fighting, the evil power will easily be exhausted.

Jin Gui realized that he would not be able to defeat this "powerful" sword demon in a short period of time.

He must fight quickly!

Jin Gui used a tiger claw to swing open the sword bone, and said loudly:

“This Taoist friend has such a good deed, why should he succumb to others and protect this little devil?”

The sword bones were startled, and he was speechless.

What is this idiot talking about?

Where did I get the moral integrity to protect this little ancestor?

　　It felt ashamed hearing this.

But it is a skeleton, and even though it has a lot of emotions inside, it is gloomy and cold on the outside and does not show it at all.

Jin Gui advised again: "Friend Taoist, why don't you give up the darkness and turn to the light? Give up this little devil and take refuge in our Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. Maybe you can become a great demon who dominates the world in the future!"

Jian Gugu sneered in his heart.

The ignorant are fearless and yet they are the great devil who dominates the world?

You know what the heck!

Jin Gui frowned and sighed in his heart:

What a loyal old devil!

　　I provoked you with your words, but it didn't show any emotion at all? Do you have to protect this kid Zhou Quan?

Where did this kid come from to make a sword demon so loyal?

"In this case, we can only find another way..." Jin Gui said silently in his heart.

Then he gritted his fangs and gave a sudden roar, sounding like a vicious tiger.

The tiger stripes on his body spread all over his body, they were so bright that they were dazzling, and the demonic power surged under the **** skin, even bursting the flesh and bleeding.

Jian Gugu felt a chill in his heart.

This beast, does it want to fight for its life?

“Damn, it's such a bad time. When you meet such a stupid young man with no grievances and no grudges, why don't you just act like it? Why risk your life?”

“Monster cultivators really have no brains!”

Sword Bones cursed in its heart, but it did not dare to slack off at all.

As a wave of demonic energy rose, the jagged white bones on the sword's head also transformed into the final "sword demon" form.

This battle is about life and death.

But just when the sword bones were ready for a life-and-death battle with Jin Gui, he saw Jin Gui make a feint, bypass him, and directly like a tiger, pounce towards the ink painting a little further away.

Jian Gugu was stunned.

　　If you don't want to separate life and death from yourself, are you going to kill that little ancestor?

It looked at Jin Gui with a hint of confusion in its eyes, and then turned into deep "admiration".

This kind of temperament that emerges from Jin Gui's body may be called "courage"...

On the other side, Jin Gui noticed that Sword Bones was not chasing after him, and thought to himself:

“Sure enough, this sword demon is very powerful and can be on par with the demonized self, so it is impossible for him to be inferior to others.”

“It's 'protecting' this kid, so it must have some hidden agenda and can't help itself.”

“In this case, let's 'catch the thief first, capture the king' and kill this brat first. Maybe the sword demon will be grateful to me..."

When Jin Gui thought of this, he moved faster.

The hateful little face painted in ink is getting closer and closer.

Jin Gui's smile became more and more ferocious.

He could even imagine how this fragile little face would look like after it was torn apart by his own sharp claws.

Soon, he got close to Mo Hua, and then with a ferocious laugh, his tiger claws carried the fishy wind and suddenly tore towards Mo Hua.

However, the next moment, the picture he imagined did not appear.

The ink painting was safe and sound, not even moving.

On the other hand, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his shoulder.

Jin Gui turned around and saw that his arm had been completely cut off at some point!

He didn't even see how it was cut off!

"who is it?"

“Who cut off my arm?!”

Jin Gui's pupils trembled sharply.

The next moment, he spotted the ink painting standing in front of him with a calm face, as if he was looking at an ant.

An incredible thought came to mind.

"How can this be?!"

“Outside, if I want to kill you, it will take some effort...” Mo Hua's voice was clear and his tone was calm:

"But here, killing you is not much harder than crushing an ant..."

Then the ink painting was lightly tapped with one finger.

A golden thread passed by.

An irresistible murderous intention came.

Jin Gui's ferocious look was still on his face, but in the next moment, it was broken into pieces by golden light and completely dissipated.

It takes less than three breaths before and after.

Jin Gui's soul was completely killed.

Mo Hua didn't even move his feet.

The surroundings suddenly became quite quiet.

Looking at Jian Gu Gu, all the bones in his body could not help but tremble a little.

It is as powerful as Jin Gui.

This little ancestor used three breaths to kill Jin Gui. If he really wanted to kill him, it would never have taken more than two breaths.

It probably only takes a moment...

Sword Bones looked solemn, and silently warned himself in his heart:

"My previous attitude towards this little ancestor was indeed too arrogant. I must be more "polite" in the future..."

(End of this chapter)

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