Chapter 774 Killing Game

It’s off the mark.
How could he, a swordsmith, know how to draw formations?
If it were just a sword formation, why would he be painting a nearly lost Shinto formation pattern?
How did he learn it?
Is the Shinto formation so worthless?
Mo Hua was full of doubts for a moment.
He squinted his eyes again and stared at the sneaky old demon cultivator, especially the formation patterns he drew for a while, with a slightly solemn look on his face.
This old thing is tracing the same pattern over and over again.
In other words, he may only have this formation pattern.
But this formation pattern is incredible.
It is different from the gate-type Shinto formations that I got at the well entrance of the small fishing village and the river temple.
It is also different from the mist-like Shinto formation that I calculated in the dense forest of monsters.
It is a brand new Shinto formation pattern.
I have never seen it before.
“Could this be what Elder Xun Zixian said, one of the complete Shinto formation systems in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?”
Mo Hua frowned.
But what is the use of this array pattern?
What was the purpose of painting this Shinto formation pattern on his natal sword bone?
Mo Hua’s eyes darkened slightly.
“This old liar probably has a lot of secrets...”
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Sword-making continues.
When Ouyang Mu was not paying attention, the old demon cultivator drew the Shinto formation pattern on the sword bone, and then covered the Shinto formation pattern with blood. After that, he continued to smelt the sword bone with a very complicated process as if nothing had happened. .
Ouyang Mu also tempered the fine iron, turned around, and continued to learn sword-making from the old demon.
Everything is business as usual for the old demon cultivator.
Ouyang Mu had no idea what the old demon cultivator had done behind his back.
After that, there was a series of complicated sword-making processes. After about a few hours, the old demon cultivator said:
“It’s okay today, come back tomorrow.”
“Okay, old timer.”
Ouyang Mu stood and started practicing. After practicing for several hours, he felt a little tired. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded:
“Then I’ll take my leave now, junior.”
After Ouyang Mu left.
The old demon cultivator took out his natal sword bone, gently stroked the Shinto formations on the sword bone with his scarlet palm covered with blood tumors, and murmured softly in an inaudible hoarse voice:
“My life... depends entirely on you...”
Then he seemed to have run out of energy, so he hugged the sword bone and fell into a deep sleep.
Mo Hua looked at the sword bone and found that the length of the sword bone was almost exactly the same as the old demon cultivator’s spine. He looked at it slightly coldly.
He thought for a moment and left quietly.
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When they arrived at the prison, Mo Hua told Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao about the old demon cultivator.
Ouyang Mu was a little shocked, “Array pattern?”
Mo Hua nodded.
“Is it a sword pattern?”
“No, it’s a very special type of Shinto formation pattern. I’ve never seen it before, so I don’t know what its use is.”
Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao both frowned.
Linghuxiao thought for a while and then said: “So, this old demon cultivator’s plot must be related to this sword bone.”
“Isn’t he...forging a natal sword embryo for himself?”
Mo Hua nodded, “It’s possible...”
He had also guessed this before, but after all, there was no evidence and it was not easy to conclude.
“But,” Mo Hua frowned, “Using one’s own spine to cast the natal sword bone, what kind of sword-making method is this?”
Linghu smiled and shook his head.
Then both of them looked at Ouyang Mu.
Among the few, only Ouyang Mu has the most exquisite sword-making skills and extensive knowledge of weapon refining.
Ouyang Mu said solemnly:
“I don’t know the specifics, but in the family, there are similar records in some miscellaneous rumors about weapon-making in Taoism. This is a sword-making method that uses the body to feed the sword and combines the human and the weapon into one.”
“It’s just that this kind of sword-making method, when broken down, has many branches, and even the degree of good and evil is also different. Some are only bloody, hurting oneself but not others, and some are extremely evil and need to cause huge killings. evil……”
“This old man... this old man used his own ‘spine” to forge a sword. What path he took and what method he used, I can’t tell now.”
Ouyang Mu shook his head.
Linghuxiao frowned and thought for a moment, “I have a question...”
He turned his head, looked at Mo Hua and the others, and said slowly:
“Using one’s own spine to cast the natal sword bone must be used to refine the natal evil sword. I’m afraid this old demon cultivator wants to take this opportunity to form a golden elixir in this hell of ten thousand demons?”
Ouyang Mu was startled and nodded repeatedly, “This old guy said that once the demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Prison form elixirs, they can leave the valley and work for “Young Master” outside. From then on, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and they are much more comfortable than in this valley.” ”
“Moreover, after forming the elixir, his lifespan will increase. He can live for many more years, which is equivalent to changing his destiny against the will of heaven...”
Mo Hua nodded slowly, but then his eyes narrowed, “But, can he survive until that time?”
Ouyang Mu and Linghu smiled thoughtfully.
Mo Hua continued: “The old demon cultivator had his spine whipped. His body was stooped and he kept coughing up blood. Occasionally, he would sit alone in the evil weapon room and stuff his mouth with a lot of pills.”
“Moreover, I can clearly feel that the death energy on his body is getting heavier and heavier...”
Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu, “It takes a lot of time to cast the natal sword bone and refine the natal evil sword. I’m afraid he will die before the sword is finished.”
Ouyang Mu nodded, “That’s true...”
Although this old demon cultivator has a good plan, his life is short, so why is he messing around?
Ouyang Mu frowned and thought for a while. He didn’t know what he thought of, and he was suddenly startled:
“Senior Brother Mo, there is another possibility.”
Mo Hua was startled, “What’s possible?”
“It’s just...” Ouyang Mu’s face turned pale, “His sword bone has actually been cast! He taught me how to forge the sword, but he was actually just pretending...”
Ouyang Mu thought about it again, nodded and said:
“Yes, during these days, he taught me how to make swords. Apparently it was for my own good. He didn’t let me get involved in the bloody and evil sword-making methods. In fact, it was because I didn’t need to do it at all. His spine... It’s already a forged sword bone!”
Mo Hua’s eyes moved slightly, “Then the reason why he forged the sword bone and did not further refine the Evil Sword of Life is because...what conditions were missing?”
What conditions are missing...
After Mo Hua finished speaking, he looked at Ouyang Mu.
Linghuxiao thought for a while and looked at Ouyang Mu.
Ouyang Mu was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself, “Me?”
“Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded, “When you weren’t here, the old guy was refining the sword peacefully. After you came, he took out the sword bone and planned to forge the evil sword of destiny...”
“Obviously, you are the key and the condition for him to forge his natal sword and form the golden elixir.”
Linghu smiled with worry on his face, “Isn’t that Junior Brother Mu very dangerous?”
“Now that the natal sword bone has been forged, maybe it won’t be long before the old demon cultivator will cast the natal magic weapon and use it to form an elixir.”
“Yes,” Mo Hua sighed and frowned slightly:
“The current problem is that we don’t know what his real sword-making method is and what’s the trick in it.”
“And what effect does the pattern he drew on the sword bone have...”
Several people were a little worried.
But Guang Wei couldn’t figure it out even if he thought about it here, and he didn’t have any good ideas.
“Let’s play it by ear...”
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Mo Hua patted Ouyang Mu on the shoulder and said, “Be more careful.”
“Yes.” Ouyang Mu said solemnly.
Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu, somewhat worried, and said:
“You wait.”
He ran back to the formation privy room, selected some formation disks and spiritual weapons, and drew some temporary formations. Then he returned to the prison and gave them all to Ouyang Mu.
“You are hiding secretly...”
“This heart-protecting mirror has a golden stone formation on it, which can protect the heart.”
“If the situation is urgent, these formations can be deployed at any time to delay the enemy.”
“This black cloth must be put away. If you feel dizzy, cover your forehead immediately...”
“There are also some elixirs to ward off demons and restore blood. You should also keep them. If the demonic energy enters the body, or the blood energy is severely depleted, take it immediately...”
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Mo Hua warned each one.
Ouyang Mu was so moved that he kept Mo Hua’s advice in mind and said gratefully: “Thank you, Senior Brother Mo!”
“Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.
With these means, Xiaomu finally has some ability to protect himself.
I just don’t know when the old demon cultivator will attack...
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The next day, Mo Hua went to the old demon cultivator’s evil weapon room in advance.
He wanted to see if he could find any other clues.
But when they arrived at the evil weapon room, they found that there were already people in the room.
Jin Gui, who was tall and strong, with a greatly changed aura, was talking to the old demon cultivator.
He seemed to be accusing something.
“Too slow...”
“Are you really teaching him how to make evil weapons?”
“That brat from the Ouyang family has obviously been studying for several days, but why doesn’t he have much evil spirit in him?”
“Old guy, what are you doing?”
Jin Gui became a demon and his temper became very bad.
There was a flash of coldness in the eyes of the old demon cultivator, and then they became cloudy again.
He lowered his head and said in an old voice:
“Weapon refining pays attention to step by step. No matter whether it is the right way or the evil way, it cannot be achieved overnight. There must be a plan to follow step by step...”
After saying that, he coughed a few times and couldn’t help but cough up blood again.
Jin Gui glanced at him with slight disgust and cursed in a low voice, “You old man...”
Then he snorted coldly and said lightly:
“Starting from today, I will send someone to guard you to see if you have properly taught that kid, and if you have allowed that kid to be stained with blood and fall into the evil way...”
The old demon cultivator’s expression changed slightly and he refused:
“That’s not okay. Sword-making is a secret. It’s my life’s work. It must not be allowed to be peeped by outsiders!”
Jin Gui sneered, “How long has it been since you kept it secret? No matter how good you are at making swords, you are only a second-grade swordsmith. You cannot escape the category of second-grade swordsman. What does your little skill in refining weapons mean?”
“Furthermore, this is Young Master’s order. Of all the things in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which one is as important as Young Master’s?”
“You want to disobey the master’s order?”
The old demon cultivator suppressed the coldness in his eyes, lowered his head and said, “I don’t dare...”
Jin Gui nodded slightly and said indifferently:
“That’s right, time is running out, so hurry up and don’t delay the master’s plan, otherwise you will lose your soul and die without a burial place!”
The old demon cultivator said nothing more, only lowered his head, “Yes.”
Jin Gui gave the old demon cultivator a cold look, then turned and left.
After Jin Gui left, the old demon cultivator was the only one left in the evil weapon room where the bones, fire, and blood were green and smelly.
The old demon cultivator still lowered his head.
His spine was gone and his stature was stooped. Once he lowered his head, it was difficult to stand up straight again.
But because he lowered his head, Mo Hua couldn’t see his expression clearly. He could only hear him murmuring: “Yes, time... is running out...”
Mo Hua’s eyes were slightly startled.
After that, the old demon cultivator made no other special moves, but still lay on the chair, flipping through a piece of demon skin paper.
About half an hour later, Ouyang Mu was brought in.
But this time it’s different.
There were two demon cultivators who brought him in. Judging from Mo Hua’s experience, one of them was a dog-headed demon cultivator.
The other one has sharp eyes and is bald. He is most likely a demon cultivator with an eagle pattern painted on his body, just like the “vulture”.
After bringing Ouyang Mu, the dog-headed demon cultivator walked outside the door and guarded it.
The bald demon cultivator with eagle-like eyes remained in the evil weapon master, staring at the old demon cultivator with sharp eyes and speaking indifferently.
“Master, the steward told me to watch here in case any accident happens.”
It is said to be “watching”, but in fact it is ‘monitoring”.
The old demon cultivator nodded and said calmly:
“knew……”
Then he no longer cared about the two demon cultivators, the bald and the dog-headed, and turned to Ouyang Mu on his own:
“I will continue to teach you how to make swords.”
Ouyang Mu’s expression was a little complicated, but he still remembered Mo Hua’s instructions, pretending that nothing happened and that he knew nothing, nodded and said:
“Okay, senior.”
After that it was business as usual.
The old demon cultivator taught him how to forge swords patiently, Ouyang Mu absentmindedly learned to forge swords, the bald demon cultivator watched with piercing eyes, and the dog-headed demon cultivator looked at the door warily.
After a while, the old demon cultivator seemed tired and said to Ouyang Mu:
“You practice by yourself for a while, I’ll take a rest.”
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Then he turned around, walked to the chair beside him, and sat down slowly.
But as soon as he sat down, he couldn’t stop coughing and kept coughing up blood. He had no choice but to take out a few pills and stuff them into his mouth shakily.
Finally, he lay down on the chair, panting heavily, like a dying old dog, and the breath he breathed out had a fishy smell.
The eagle-patterned demon cultivator frowned upon seeing this, looking a little disgusted, and turned his gaze slightly.
The sizzling sound of the fire, the tapping of forged iron, and the breathing of the old demon cultivator all blended together.
The room was obviously very noisy, but there was an inexplicable sense of silence.
After a while, the eagle pattern demon cultivator suddenly changed his expression slightly and noticed something was wrong.
The gasping sound of the old demon cultivator seemed to have disappeared.
The eagle-patterned demon cultivator suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked to the side, only to see that on the chair next to him, there was only a black robe and some shed demon skin.
“not good!”
A chill suddenly surged in the heart of the demon cultivator with the eagle pattern, and he immediately activated the eagle pattern. The demonic pattern on his head flashed, and his eyes searched for the figure of the old demon cultivator in the room.
But before he could catch a glimpse of the traces, murderous intent suddenly came.
A long, dark red tentacle suddenly stretched out from the ground, carrying vicious demon power, and suddenly slashed at the waist of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator, as if trying to cut it off.
The eyes of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator trembled, and he jumped up to avoid the sneak attack.
But even though he has an eagle tattoo, he only has foundation-building skills and cannot fly. He floats in the air and cannot avoid it.
This short period of time in the air became a flaw.
From the shadows, several evil swords suddenly flew out at extremely fast speeds, drawing streaks of blood and piercing deeply into the body of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator.
The evil sword contains blood-stained sword energy, and it also contains poisonous demonic power.
The eagle-patterned demon cultivator was immediately poisoned and his blood stung. He was frightened and angry. He opened his eyes and roared:
“Old bastard, how brave are you?!”
He never expected that this was just his first time to monitor, and this old immortal would suddenly kill him.
Isn’t he afraid that if he violates the prohibition of Ten Thousand Demons Valley and has his soul eaten by ten thousand demons, he will die? !
“You actually...”
He wanted to say something else, but the old demon cultivator had been planning for an unknown amount of time, and now he suddenly attacked, obviously not giving him a chance.
From the shadows, a monster suddenly swam out.
This monster has a body like a long insect, with sharp blade-like joints on both sides. It has a human face on its head, spits out a long tongue, and crawls quickly on the ground with trembling joints.
It was extremely fast, and in just an instant, it was close to the body of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator, and then took advantage of its poisonous paralysis to wrap itself around him.
The sharp limbs pierce deeply into the flesh.
The long snake-like body kept rolling, with its jointed limbs, cutting the body of the eagle-patterned demon cultivator.
The eagle-patterned demon cultivator roared, “You...”
But before he could finish, his head was pierced by limbs, blood flashed, and his flesh and blood were cut to pieces.
The picture is both bloody and brutal.
Mo Hua took a breath of cold air when he saw it.
This old thing turned out to be a centipede demon!
Moreover, he acted quickly, killed decisively, and had a ferocious face. He did not look like he was dying of illness at all.
He’s an old bastard!
Moreover, he is still impatient and kills when he is told, without any hesitation.
After a few rounds, the eagle-patterned demon cultivator died immediately.
The dog-headed demon cultivator outside the door heard the commotion and rushed over, but it was already too late.
He could only see the gloomy and evil refining room, with blood everywhere, a mutilated corpse, and a strange and terrifying demon cultivator.
The sharp limbs, the ugly demon body, and the weird human face on top of the demon body.
At this moment, the strange human face twisted its neck, turned its head, and smiled at him.
The hair on the dog-headed demon cultivator immediately stood up, and he turned around and ran away.
He was no match for such an evil, ruthless and sinister old demon cultivator.
But although he ran fast, the old demon cultivator who looked like a centipede used many joints and limbs to crawl faster. After a while, he wrapped himself around the body of the dog-headed demon cultivator and followed suit.
After a while, the body of the dog-headed demon cultivator was twisted into a towel.
The blood fell drop by drop like water on a towel.
At this point, the two demon cultivators who were guarding were all killed.
The old demon cultivator retreated and became the old demon cultivator again. He stretched out his old hand, tremblingly closed the door of the weapon refining room, sealed the formation, and isolated everything inside.
Then, he walked back indoors step by step.
At this time, the smell of blood filled the air. Ouyang Mu’s face was slightly pale, but his eyes were firm.
The old demon cultivator was a little surprised, nodded slowly, and praised: “Yes, you can calm down when encountering unexpected changes.”
Ouyang Mu was a little nervous, but calmed down and asked:
“Old-timer, what on earth are you going to do?”
The old demon cultivator grinned, revealing the fangs and long tongue in his mouth, as well as the blood stained by the demon cultivator he had just eaten, “You will know later.”
Before he finished speaking, the evil wind suddenly rose.
Ouyang Mu felt his eyes filled with blood. The old demon cultivator had turned into a centipede and rushed towards him with the bloody wind.
But a moment later, there was a roar, and the blood was instantly replaced by firelight.
Dazzling light emitted around Ouyang Mu, and blazing flames ignited, protecting Ouyang Mu in the middle.
The ground fire killing array exploded.
The surging spiritual power raged.
In a moment, a long worm-like monster was repelled by the flames and fell to the ground, rolling around.
After the flames were extinguished, the centipede monster curled up, retreated from its demonization, and turned back into the rickety old demon cultivator.
He panted like a wounded beast, looked at Ouyang Mu sharply, and said in a trembling voice:
“Array?”
How can this kid still use formations?
The old demon cultivator thought for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed, “No, this is not your method!”
“Who’s helping you?!”
Just at this moment, a slight sword sound sounded.
The old demon cultivator opened his eyes and ears slightly, and saw an extremely sharp golden light flashing through the air.
Then a golden thread streaked through the air, carrying cold and cruel murderous intent, arriving in an instant.
Sensing this fierce killing intent, the old demon cultivator’s expression changed with shock, and he was a little unbelievable for a moment:
“Stewardship?!”
Thank you Fengfong for the tip~
　　
　
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