Chapter 959: Planting Demons (Thank you, boss Q Chai, for the reward~)

'He? To me? Dao Heart Seed Demon?'
This kind of thing is really unbelievable. Mo Hua didn't know what expression to make for a moment, so his expression became more and more dull.
Mr. Xuan nodded, his voice was low, with a bewildering tone:
'Remember?'
Mo Hua nodded dully.
'Repeat it again.' Master Xuan said.
Mo Hua said: 'From now on, I am your master and you are my slave.'
'You will obey my orders.'
'If I let you live, you will live; if I let you die, you will die...'
As soon as he heard these words, Mr. Xuan was stunned for a moment, and there was an inexplicable feeling of anger in his heart.
I ask you to repeat it, but I don’t ask you to repeat it like this.
If you say this, who is the master of whom?
Mr. Xuan frowned.
'Why is this happening? Something went wrong with the Dao Heart Seed Demon? The other two are obviously fine, and there are no accidents...'
'Or... he has strong spiritual consciousness and a smart mind, so he is resistant to the demons planted in the heart of the Tao?'
Mr. Xuan glanced at Mo Hua and felt that his guess was not impossible. He shook the Three Realms tablet in front of Mo Hua and recited his words 'Tao Heart Seeds Demons' again.
After finishing reading, Mo Hua's eyes dimmed.
He seemed to be thinking, digesting, and learning something.
After a moment, Mo Hua looked at Mr. Xuan, his eyes were deep and revealed a strange gray color, and he said word by word:
'This word is the Tao, turned into a demonic seed, planted in your heart, and will never be lost or destroyed...'
Mr. Xuan was slightly startled, and as his mind wandered, he felt something was wrong.
The next moment, Mo Hua said to him in a low voice: 'I will obey your orders...'
'I will obey your orders.'
Mr. Xuan gradually regained his consciousness and nodded. Then he felt relieved and felt more at ease:
'The seed is planted.'
'Sure enough, for such a smart kid, it's not enough to plant it once, you have to plant it twice.'
Since he has a demon in his heart, he will definitely obey his orders. He will live if he is told to live, and die if he is told to die.
This thought also remained in Mr. Xuan's heart.
'Come with me...'
Mr. Xuan said to Mo Hua, then turned around and walked forward arrogantly.
Mo Hua followed him with dull eyes, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have many thoughts in his heart.
This Young Master Xuan actually knows how to cultivate demons in the heart?
Why?
Is he related to his uncle?
It shouldn't be possible...
At his level, it doesn't look like he has the inheritance from his master at all.
Even if they were one thousandth of the level of their uncle, these golden elixirs would have killed each other long ago.
If it's not the inheritance of the master, is it the 'Tao Heart Seed Demon' of the orthodox demon sect?
Mo Hua had done some research before and knew that the method of 'cultivating demons from the heart of the Tao' was not originally his master's 'signature', but the inheritance of an ancient demon sect, the Phantom Demon Sect.
It's just that the 'Tao Heart Seed Demon' of the Illusion Demon Sect is cunning and insidious, vicious and weird, and poisons people's hearts, which makes the cultivators talk about it with disgrace, but it is not really a top inheritance.
But the uncle's 'Tao Heart Seed Demon' is completely different.
It is unique to follow the path of magic and deceit, to be canonized as a 'Taoist', and to cultivate demons in the heart of the Tao with the help of heaven's secrets and cunning calculations.
Moreover, it seems to be much stronger than that of the Phantom Demon Sect.
But how much stronger it is, no one knows.
Because it seems that no one who has been infected by the 'Tao Heart Demon' of the deceitful Taoist survives.
In the Ten Thousand Demons Palace outside Lizhou City, Mo Hua clearly remembered that there were so many golden elixirs, including three demon masters in the Ascension Realm, but they all remained silent.
Especially in a crowd, if one is planted, all will die.
Mo Hua thought for a moment.
Mr. Xuan's trick of cultivating the demon in the heart seems to be using some kind of evil weapon - that is, the amber jade tablet in his hand that looks like three skulls to confuse people's hearts.
In addition, some kind of 'mantra' is also needed as a medium.
This mantra is a bit slow. Sometimes I can't recite it once, but I have to recite it twice, and the day lily becomes cold.
But the master uncle is different.
He wanted to plant the devil in the heart, basically just take a look. Sometimes, even a simple sentence, a thought, or even a name could become the 'seed' of the devil in the heart.
Master is really too strong.
That's why I secretly learned from him back then.
This Young Master Xuan is far behind.
But having said that, since Master Uncle’s divine thought method is still called “Tao Heart Demon Seed”, it probably evolved from the Illusion Demon Sect’s Tao Heart Demon Seed Method.
But now, I definitely can't learn from my master's 'Tao Heart Seed Demon'.
Then we should settle for the next best thing, start with Mr. Xuan, and learn about the basic usage of 'Tao Heart Seed Demon'?
'It seems possible, and...'
Mo Hua once again glanced at the surrounding temples with his peripheral vision, and his thoughts moved slightly.
This temple may seem magnificent, but with thousands of corpses sealed in coffins and hidden in the depths, it must contain great dangers.
I don’t know what I will encounter next.
As a foundation-building cultivator, it is too risky to follow these golden elixir demons.
Not to mention the leader of the demon sect in the late Golden Core stage, the Xiong Zhu demon cultivator in the late Golden Core stage, and the black-robed old man in the late Golden Core stage, this is the 'Mr.
If you are not careful and show your flaws, you will be suspected and even killed.
In this case, it is better to hand over some 'handles' and be their 'puppet' so that they can feel at ease.
Mo Hua glanced at Mr. Xuan who was walking in front again, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes:
'What's wrong? How dare you use Tao Heart to plant demons on me...'
Mr. Xuan, who was walking in front, trembled slightly in his heart. He suddenly looked back, only to see Mo Hua's eyes were dim and his expression was dull. He was following him like a fool. There was nothing unusual about him.
Mr. Xuan frowned and was a little confused.
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But as soon as this doubt surfaced, the words Mo Hua told him and the mantra he recited rang in his heart again.
Mr. Xuan thought for a moment, his brows gradually widened.
'How can it be wrong to use the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique on a foundation-building cultivator? This kid is already my 'plaything'...'
Mr. Xuan nodded, turned around and continued to lead Mo Hua forward.
The temple is magnificent, with magnificent pavilions, numerous copper pillars, and intricate corridors that make it difficult to determine the direction.
But this Young Master Xuan seemed to know the way. He walked straight through the layers of golden terraces and pavilions and came to a front hall.
In the front hall, there were longing figures, including those golden elixir demon cultivators.
Even Hui Erye and Shitou were there.
It's just that these two people's eyes were dull and confused at this time, and they were obviously also possessed by 'Tao Heart Demon'.
And judging from their appearance, it seemed that they were also manipulated by Mr. Xuan.
'It's all ready.' Mr. Xuan said.
The old man in black robe nodded slightly, then looked at Mo Hua, 'Little brother, have you planted it too?'
'This is natural,' Mr. Xuan said, then looked at Mo Hua, 'I am doing this for his own good...'
'With demonic thoughts, he became a puppet. He was so confused that he couldn't hear what we said. In this way, he might be spared his life afterwards. Otherwise, if he heard even a few words about the secrets in this temple, he would be confused. It's a dead end.'
'Furthermore, this kid may look innocent, but he is actually very smart. I won't worry if I don't give him a demon.'
'That's fine,' the old man in black robe nodded, then looked at Young Master Xuan, 'Young Master seems to think highly of this boy?'
Mr. Xuan smiled and said, 'I am in need of a handsome servant who can serve me with tea and water. This boy is just right.'
The black-robed ancestor said nothing more.
Instead, Mr. Xuan looked at Shen Qingsheng in the black-robed old man's hand and asked, 'Where is this boy from the Shen family? Do you want to take him with you too?'
The old man in black robe nodded: 'The Shen family will not let it go, so they will keep it as a bargaining chip.'
'That's right.' Mr. Xuan nodded.
'It's getting late, let's go.'
'Well,' Mr. Xuan nodded, then said with a slightly solemn face, half-smile, 'After going through many difficulties and dangers, we have finally reached this point. I hope the second elder and the third prince will not disappoint me.'
The old man in black robe did not answer and walked in front.
The Demon Sect leader also followed him and walked deeper into the temple.
Mr. Xuan walked at the end with Mo Hua, Mr. Hui and Shitou, the three 'puppets' who were possessed by the Taoist heart.
The steps of the temple are wide and long, like a dragon covered with golden scales, winding and extending to the highest place, leading to the most majestic and luxurious hall at the top of the golden pavilion with many silver platforms. .
Along the way, you will see carved beams and painted buildings, golden buildings and jade buildings, which are so beautiful that you can't take them all in stride.
Mo Hua walked on the steps, as if he were a humble 'pilgrim' going to meet the powerful gods. He couldn't help but silently complained in his heart:
'Well, you Huangshanjun is so corrupt...'
But he didn't dare to look too much. Instead, he tried to stay as dumb as possible, like a wooden man, walking up one step at a time.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a square appeared in front of me.
The square is huge, built of Ming Dynasty chalcopyrite, and sparkling with gold.
The square is also densely packed with countless bronze figures kneeling.
These bronze figures were men, women, old and young. Most of them were in ragged clothes and had sad faces. At this time, they all knelt on the ground piously and prayed to the temple high on the mountain.
It was obviously a solemn and sacred scene, but the old man in black robe felt inexplicably creepy.
Because this golden hall is condensed with extremely strong Yin Qi.
It seems like a whole sea of evil, which makes people shudder.
The old man in black robe stopped, turned to look at Second Master Hui, and asked Mr. Xuan, 'How far has your Dao Heart Demon cultivation reached?'
Mr. Xuan understood what the old man in black robe meant and said:
'The junior's attainments are still shallow. People who are possessed by demons cannot use martial arts and Taoist techniques, and can only control some instinctive physical skills. However, if you ask him, he can answer that he can also do some basic things. ”
The old man in black robe said: 'Let him take out the Maoshan jade and measure the evil spirit.'
'Yes,' Mr. Xuan nodded, and then gave the order to Second Master Hui, 'Take the Maoshan jade.'
As expected, Second Master Hui took out the jade pendant from the storage bag.
On the jade pendant, a dark green light shines.
This light is deeper than before, even so deep that it turns black.
Mr. Xuan asked, 'What does this mean?'
Second Master Hui said numbly: 'This is... a sign of great evil, and the resentment is overwhelming.'
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became solemn and everyone's expressions darkened.
Mo Hua also nodded secretly.
It is indeed a sign of great gloom.
He could see with his own eyes now that on the golden square where thousands of bronze men were kneeling, countless ghosts and ghosts were roaring and roaring. The black crowd was like an army pressing down on a city, and dark clouds were pressing down on the top. It was very shocking.
It's a pity that Mr. Xuan and others can't see this scene.
The old man in black robe frowned in thought and said slowly:
'This is the temple, and it is also the tomb of my emperor in the wilderness. The gods need people to worship, and I, the descendant of the emperor in the wilderness, also need people to kowtow.'
'These bronze statues in front of me are bronze figures poured out of living people. They worship both gods and descendants of the emperor. From birth to death, they knelt down and worshiped.'
'While alive, they were slaves of the imperial power. After death, they will turn into evil ghosts to guard the imperial tomb and temple.'
'Therefore, this place of worship is a holy place for the dead and is forbidden to the living.'
Mr. Xuan's eyes were stern and he asked, 'How to break the situation?'
The old man in black robe shook his head slightly.
Mr. Xuan said strangely: 'This is your Dahuang inheritance, right? It should be written by the Dahuang clan, and the second elder doesn't know about it?'
The black-robed old man's turbid eyes trembled slightly, and for a moment he revealed a fierce murderous intention. 'The person who arranged the plan is a traitor to our Great Wilderness. He... stole the inheritance of my Great Wilderness and deserves death...'
Mo Hua on the side was startled when he heard this.
Traitor of the wilderness?
Who is he talking about?
Mr. Xuan didn't care much about the traitors in Dahuang. He only cared about whether he could get to the temple.
'Is there no other way?'
The old man in black robe pondered for a moment and said: 'I have something, which is a relic of the Great Wilderness. It is called the 'Shen Mist Lamp'. It can cover up the traces of spiritual consciousness and avoid evil spirits.'
'but……'
The black-robed old man looked into the distance, 'But the dojo is too big, there are clouds of evil things, and the passage is too long. This 'Shenwu Lamp' alone may not be able to survive.'
Mr. Xuan said, 'How about lighting a personal lamp?'
The black-robed ancestor thought for a moment and nodded: 'That's all.'
Mr. Xuan ordered Mr. Hui to take out his golden hoop.
The old man in black robe shook a few times, and a cold evil force was injected into Shen Qingsheng's meridians, stimulating him to wake up, and then put the golden hoop on Shen Qingsheng's head.
The familiar feeling came back, Shen Qingsheng's face turned pale instantly, and he said in horror: 'No, I will die...'
The old man in black robe used blood-colored spiritual power to seal Shen Qingsheng's mouth and nose, preventing him from shouting.
Then he silently recited a mysterious and simple wild language for a while, and lit the divine mist lamp.
A light was turned on, and the mist filled the air, shrouding everyone in it and covering up everyone's breath.
Mo Hua sensed the fog around him, thought about it for a moment, and finally understood.
This divine mist cup is engraved with a divine mist formation. Once activated, it can turn into mist and confuse the perception of spiritual thoughts.
Evil and evil ghosts are also objects of 'spiritual thoughts', so they will naturally be confused by this divine fog lamp.
Mo Hua was a little surprised.
This divine mist lamp can actually be integrated with the divine mist array. It is a unique craftsmanship, and I am afraid that it also uses the ancient weapon refining method of the Great Wilderness lineage.
Dahuang’s inheritance is truly extraordinary.
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Under the cover of the divine mist lamp, everyone walked in the dojo.
Surrounded by impregnated bronze figures, with a dark cloud-like gloom above his head, everything seemed fine for the moment.
But as they walked, some obviously powerful ghosts noticed something unusual and peeked into the mist of the Shenwu lamp.
The old man in black robe glanced at Mr. Xuan.
Mr. Xuan understood and immediately imitated Mr. Hui and lit the 'human lamp' above Shen Qingsheng's head.
Shen Qingsheng's sea of consciousness began to be burned bit by bit again.
His spiritual thoughts turned into smoke and filled the sky, attracting these ghosts aside.
Mr. Xuan and others breathed a sigh of relief.
In this way, everyone kept moving forward under the cover of the divine fog lamp and the human lamp.
Shen Qingsheng was regarded as a 'candle' and burned all the way.
But Shen Qingsheng's spiritual consciousness is not strong after all. He touched it once before, and this time it has gradually dried up.
Shen Qingsheng's head felt more like a thousand needles pricking him.
Not long after, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Mr. Xuan took a breath, rolled his eyelids, shook his head and said, 'It's almost dry. If I drink more, I'm afraid the person will be dead.'
Shen Qingsheng is still useful, and the old man in black robe doesn't want him to die now.
As soon as the lamp goes out, the yin becomes heavier.
It seems that there is no bait, and there are powerful ghosts coming to peer into their fog.
The old man in black robe said: 'Substitute someone.'
Mr. Xuan nodded.
So, this golden hoop lamp was placed on the head of Mr. Hui.
Mr. Hui Erye has always used others to 'light the lamp' in his life, and he probably never thought that one day, his head would be lit by others.
The human lamp was lit again, and the smoke of spiritual consciousness curled up.
Second Master Hui is a golden elixir, and his spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of Shen Qingsheng.
But what is surprising is that his spiritual consciousness is even more complicated than that of Shen Qingsheng. It seems that he is too old, has complicated thoughts, and is too greedy.
In addition, he had been bitten by a corpse ghost, and his spiritual thoughts were already full of filth.
Therefore, not all ghosts are willing to eat the smoke produced by his spiritual thoughts, and the effect will naturally be less effective.
Although it is worse, it is a golden elixir after all, so it is more resistant to 'burning'.
After walking a long way, he showed signs of exhaustion of consciousness.
'Change again.' The old man in black robe said.
So the person lighting the lamp was replaced with a stone.
Shitou's spiritual thoughts were much better than Second Master Hui's. His thoughts seemed not as complicated as Second Master Hui's, and his greed was not as heavy.
But he is a physical practitioner, a bit stupid, and doesn't like to use his brain.
Therefore, the smell of the smoke from the burning spirit is a bit bland.
However, with the protection of the divine mist lamp, the quality of the human lamp does not have that big an impact, as long as it can be lit.
In this way, everyone continued to cross the golden dojo and move forward.
After walking for who knows how long, the majestic hall of the gods in the distance is already visible to the naked eye, and the imperial tomb in the wilderness seems to be very close.
But at this moment, the stone's spiritual consciousness was about to burn out, and the human lamp was about to go out.
There is still a short distance to go before leaving the dojo.
Shen Qingsheng, Mr. Hui, and Stone have all been lit, and the only thing left is Mo Hua.
Naturally, these demon cultivators would not use their own spiritual thoughts to light lamps.
But Mo Hua...
Mr. Xuan was somewhat hesitant. He kept Mo Huas, which were of great use, but he was somewhat reluctant to use them to light lamps.
If he loses his mind, he will lose a good slave.
The old man in black robe also hesitated.
But seeing that the human lights were about to run out, there seemed to be no other choice.
'Just order it.' The old man in black robe said.
'Um.'
Mr. Xuan thought for a moment, nodded, then took off the golden hoop from Shitou's head and buckled it to Mo Hua's head.
Mo Hua wanted to resist, but he didn't dare to move.
After all, he is now a 'puppet' of the Tao Heart Demon and cannot have independent consciousness.
Moreover, there are golden elixir demon cultivators all around, each one more powerful than the other.
'Just light up people's lamps...'
At most, it would only be a little bit of spiritual consciousness, which shouldn't be a big deal.
Furthermore, he has long been accustomed to the loss, damage, or even exhaustion of his spiritual consciousness. It would not be a big deal if he had some spiritual consciousness.
Mo Hua stood motionless, and Mr. Xuan still buckled the golden hoop of the human lamp on his forehead.
Afterwards, Mr. Xuan began to light the lamps.
The light was on for a while, but there was no response at all.
'What's going on?' Mr. Xuan was startled.
The old man in black robe also frowned.
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, not quite sure, so he looked inside and sensed it, and then he slowly understood.
His Shen Nian Gong was transformed into a pure and integrated body, like copper poured into gold, and a human lamp could not move at all.
If you can't draw your consciousness, you can't light the lamp.
Being watched by the old man in black robe and Mr. Xuan, Mo Hua had no choice but to 'let go'.
He took the initiative to release part of his spiritual consciousness and fed it to the human lamp for the human lamp to burn.
The human lamp slowly burned.
'alright……'
Mr. Xuan nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, he was stunned again.
The light of the human lamp was getting brighter and brighter.
A wisp of pure golden smoke floated into the air.
Then everyone felt that the entire sky exploded with a 'bang', the situation changed, and the originally dark Yin Qi surged like a shocking tsunami.
(End of chapter)

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