Asking about longevity

Chapter 984 Great Demon Palace

Great Demon Palace?

Mo Hua was a little stunned, then nodded slowly.

When he first encircled and suppressed the Demon Sect, he checked some of the origins of the Demon Sect from the scripture collections of Daotingsi and Taixu Sect, and knew the three words "Great Demon Palace".

The end point of evil cultivating is the demonic cultivating people who teach qigong.

The end point of demon cultivation is the demon sect that preaches.

The end point of the Demon Sect is the "Great Demon Palace", which is led by the Demon Lord, towering over hundreds of millions of people, raising countless "blood slaves" and "spiritual slaves", eating people to their marrow, and monopolizing everything...

But the Great Demon Palace is so far away that many people don’t even remember it.

Elder Zheng said solemnly: "More than 20,000 years ago, that is, before the first year of Dao Li, the Dao court had not yet been unified, and the world of cultivation was in chaos and darkness."

"What dominated the entire cultivation world at that time was the 'Great Demon Palace' that controlled thousands of demon sects."

"The Great Demon Palace covers the sky with one hand, and the demonic path is extremely rampant. Thousands of demonic sects are established, and demonic cultivators are spread all over the world."

"The corpse cultivates the corpse, the blood cultivator sucks the blood, the demon cultivator eats meat, the evil cultivator harvests the tonic, and the demon cultivates the soul...it is a real bloody 'the weak eats the strong'."

"The sky was covered with demonic energy, and the earth was dyed red with blood... Countless weak monks were killed, slaughtered, robbed, raised as slaves, refined into furnaces, eaten alive, and had their souls extracted and refined... "

"Coupled with various natural disasters and evil spirits, thousands of monks died one after another."

"The population of monks has dropped sharply, and the power of the human race has declined sharply. The red land is thousands of miles away, uninhabited, and it was once on the verge of extinction."

"At this time of crisis, there are righteous monks who use suffering to sharpen their hearts, clarify their aspirations with the great road, and carry out their passion for heaven. With their own cultivation, they kill all the evil corpses and monsters in the world, and open up a path in the world full of thorns. The upright path.”

"Then, the Righteous Sects emerged one by one, and the Righteous Power grew stronger step by step."

"All righteous monks are firm in their Taoism and take it as their duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao."

"After thousands of years, countless righteous predecessors shed their blood and sacrificed their lives, overcoming thorns and thorns, and finally slaughtered all the demon cultivators in the world."

"Those evil ancestors with overwhelming evil power had to stop their activities and hide in the world."

"The remaining demonic remnants can only lurk in dark corners and linger."

"The heaven and earth were pure and bright, and then the Taoist court was established to unify the nine states, follow the laws of the Tao, promote the righteousness, and burn all demonic practices and classics. Only then did the world of cultivation have peace and prosperity for more than 20,000 years, and now there are countless monks. , and prosperous Kyushu..."

"As for the Great Demon Palace with heinous sins and countless monks, that miserable and tragic history of blood and tears has been gradually lost in the long history of the cultivation world after more than 20,000 years. Few people think of it anymore, and almost no one thinks of it anymore. No one mentions it anymore…”

When talking about these monastic past events, Elder Zheng spoke passionately and with endless emotion.

Mo Hua listened and felt very excited.

But then, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, wondering why Elder Zheng suddenly said this to him.

Elder Zheng looked at the ink painting and asked a question:

"Mo Hua, do you think the 'demons' in this world will be completely eliminated?"

Mo Hua frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head:

"As long as there is greed, anger, ignorance, desire, and obstacles in the human heart, demons will arise."

"Demons come from humans. As long as there are people, there will be demons. If there are monks, there will be demon cultivators."

Hearing this, Elder Zheng nodded happily: "The human heart will give birth to demons. If you don't cultivate your Taoist mind, sooner or later you will have demonic thoughts."

"Once the Taoist heart is not firm and there are demonic thoughts, sooner or later a person will make mistakes, become a demon, and become a demon cultivator who practices demonic skills and kills people."

"This is from a human perspective, but what about from a power perspective?"

Elder Zheng looked at the ink painting and asked in a low voice, "What is the difference between the demonic sect and the righteous forces?"

Mo Hua frowned and muttered: "The way of human beings, the loss is not enough but the reward is more than enough..."

"The Demon Sect practices evil methods, slaughters, enslaves the weak, drinks blood, eats meat, absorbs souls, and extracts souls from the weak... This is 'exploitation' of the monks' wealth, life, and the origin of the Tao. This is 'humanity' evil."

Elder Zheng nodded and sighed: "Well said."

Then he focused his gaze and asked, "What about the righteous forces, those big families, and the big sects? Are they following the way of heaven or the way of humanity?"

Mo Hua was stunned and instantly understood what Elder Zheng meant, and he broke into cold sweat little by little in his heart.

Elder Zheng said slowly: "A big family or a big sect seizes the resources of casual cultivators, squeezes their labor, deprives them of their foundation, and then abandons them like nothing. Isn't it also 'exploitation'? It's just that the means Just be gentler..."

"But this moderation will eventually evolve little by little."

"You should...know about the Shen family's affairs, right?" Elder Zheng glanced at Mo Hua meaningfully and said slowly.

Mo Hua nodded.

"This is the most typical example," Elder Zheng said. "The monks at the bottom have been stripped of all their spiritual stones, labor, time and energy, and the only thing they have left is the useless 'wreck'."

"Since it is a useless remnant, naturally it can only be discarded and killed."

"But the Shen family has actually not done enough in this matter..."

Elder Zheng's tone contained a hint of objective coldness and cruelty:

"Because, after all, they still have a little bit of 'morality' left, they just killed those 'useless' mining repairmen who had been squeezed out by them."

"But is useless mine repair really useless?"

Elder Zheng shook his head, "No, they are still useful. Their skin can be peeled off, their blood can be drunk, their meat can be eaten, their souls can be refined, and their bodies can be used to raise corpses after death..."

"This is the devil."

"The Shen family has not done this, but human greed is infinite, and 'exploitation' is endless... Over time, there will always be a family that breaks the bottom line and does this."

"Once they do it and break this bottom line, the family will become a demon sect, and 'righteousness' will become 'devil'..."

Mo Hua's face changed.

Elder Zheng looked at Mo Hua with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice word by word:

"Therefore, good and evil are opposite and unified, and they are clearly divided from each other, but they are also one."

"The so-called 'devil' is not born from the womb or eggs, but 'transformed'."

"People's hearts will be transformed, aristocratic families will be transformed, and the Dao Court is the same."

"Once the entire cultivation world is unified, the Dao Court with the deepest foundation, the strongest strength, and the greatest influence will finally complete the transformation. It is very likely that it will re-evolve into a new..."

Elder Zheng paused, and said in a grim tone:

"...The Great Demon Palace!"

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, and his heart was horrified.

He had never considered what Elder Zheng said before.

But the entire Gushan, the Shen family's experience, and the cold facts one by one, all came to mind, and the more Mo Hua thought about it, the more chilled he became.

"These things..." Mo Hua's voice was stagnant, "The righteous sects, the ancestors of the noble families, don't they realize it themselves?"

Elder Zheng said indifferently: "It is difficult for people to be self-aware. Once there is a benefit, they will fight for it and will not realize what they are doing."

"Some people don't know these things, some people don't want to know, and some people can't do anything even if they know it."

"Not to mention that there are some people who are happy to see it happen..."

Mo Hua's eyes trembled slightly, and he was silent for a while.

"In addition, there is a more serious problem," Elder Zheng sighed and said again.

"More serious problem?"

Elder Zheng asked Mo Hua: "What do you think is the difference between the righteous and the evil ways?"

Mo Hua wanted to say that it was the practice system, but after thinking about it, he felt that this answer was too simple.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Hua slowly said: "Is it... the heart of Tao?"

Elder Zheng nodded, "More than 20,000 years ago, the devil was rampant. The reason why the righteous cultivators were able to overcome all difficulties and eliminate the devil and defend the Tao was because they had a 'heart of Tao' that was not evil, abandoned selfish desires, cared about the world, sympathized with the people, and was extremely resolute."

"Only in this way can we strive for self-improvement in extremely harsh environments, and defeat the strong with the weak under almost impossible circumstances, and finally overthrow the then-powerful Great Demon Palace step by step."

"Only in this way can we open up a future for the Jiuzhou cultivation world and for all living beings."

"What the righteous cultivators should inherit most is actually this heart of Tao."

"But..."

Elder Zheng looked up at the sky of Ganzhou, the vast mountains in the distance, and the sects located in the mountains with numerous gates, and shook his head Sighed:

"Today, we have passed on the techniques, the Dao techniques, the formation techniques, the refining techniques, the alchemy techniques, the talismans, and everything else, but the only thing we don't pass on is the Dao heart."

"To have only cultivation skills, but no Dao heart, is selfish."

"Seizing the benefits of the world and pursuing one's own interests, this is the top 'chosen one' taught by the top sect in the Ganxuezhou world..."

Elder Zheng looked self-deprecating and helpless, and then said painfully:

"Cultivation skills are just an empty shell, and the Dao heart is the essence. Such cultivators who only have cultivation skills but no Dao heart, no matter how high their cultivation skills are and how strong their strength are, will eventually become the 'container' of the magic way..."

"Moreover, they are spiritual roots, with excellent aptitude, and have swallowed up a large amount of cultivation resources, and have inherited the most superior methods, the top 'container' of the magic way..."

Elder Zheng's words were filled with deep worry.

If one day, if there is really a catastrophe of heaven and earth, the evil god awakens, the demons revive, and the devil makes a comeback, what will happen with the Tao heart of today's cultivators? He dare not even think about it.

In addition, the aristocratic families want to consolidate their status and monopolize inheritance.

The disparity between the resources and inheritance of the disciples of the aristocratic families and the lower-level independent cultivators is too huge, and the situation will further deteriorate.

Elder Zheng looked melancholy, "Back then, I left Zhenzhou with a passion, went to Ganxuezhou, joined Qiandao Sect, and became the elder of the four major sects. I thought I could change something by myself."

"As a result, after so many years of hard work, I ended up with blood all over my head and discouraged."

"In the overall situation, people have little influence. There are some things that I can't help even if I argue with reason..."

Elder Zheng sighed, his eyes were gloomy.

Mo Hua's expression was also very solemn.

Elder Zheng glanced at Mo Hua again and said slowly:

"I will only say these words here once to you. Just keep them in your heart and don't mention them to outsiders, especially... the matter of the 'Great Demon Palace'."

Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Elder Zheng waved his hand and removed the formations around him, and whispered:

"Okay, it's getting late, I still have to pack some luggage, so I won't keep you."

"Take these formation diagrams and jade slips back and study them well. You have a good talent and your future is bound to be limitless."

Mo Hua solemnly put away the formation diagrams and jade slips that Elder Zheng gave him, stood up and saluted, and said goodbye:

"Thank you, senior. I will definitely remember your words in my heart."

Elder Zheng nodded slightly, and finally took a deep look at Mo Hua, feeling a deep sense of reluctance suddenly welling up in his heart.

He will leave soon.

We're going to see each other again, across the two states of Qianzhen and Zhenzhou, thousands of miles apart.

I don’t know when I will see Mo Hua again next time.

Even in this life, it is unknown whether we will see him again.

After all, there are too many thresholds in a monk's life.

Once it cannot be crossed, the limit will be within a few hundred years.

In addition, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have misfortune and good fortune.

It would be a real pity if the ink painting encounters an unexpected accident and dies unexpectedly, or if the practice is hindered and unable to make progress, and the longevity is exhausted and dies.

Even if the practice goes well and the fate is not over, it may be decades or even hundreds of years before we can see each other again.

Time flies, what will ink painting look like at that time?

Whether he sticks to his true heart and forges ahead, or whether he encounters changes and his temperament changes drastically, or even falls into the wrong path and becomes obsessed, is unknown.

There are too many variables in a person's life.

There are too few people who can truly implement Taoism from beginning to end, and it is too difficult.

When Elder Zheng thought of this, he suddenly became anxious and heard Mo Hua say in his ear:

"Senior Zheng, the mountains are high and the roads are far, so please take care of yourself."

Mo Hua's voice is clear and clear, his eyes are clear, showing a hint of perseverance and full of energy.

Touching the ink painting, Elder Zheng's mood suddenly calmed down under the influence of an inexplicable charm.

He smiled with relief. Thousands of thoughts came to his mind, but in the end they only came together into one sincere wish:

"Take care of yourself……"

Mo Hua bowed respectfully, and then left with some reluctance.

Elder Zheng stood at the door and watched Mo Hua go away.

It was getting late and night was falling.

Elder Zheng stood at the door for a long time.

He just kept looking at the ink painting, as if he was looking at the only weak "light" in the dark sky and earth when the long night was approaching.

After bidding farewell to Elder Zheng, Mo Hua returned to Taixu Gate and sat alone at the table in the disciple's residence, staring at the candlelight in a daze.

Elder Zheng's words still echoed in his mind.

"The so-called 'devil' is not born in the womb or in the egg, but born by metamorphosis..."

"Good and evil are distinct, but they are essentially one."

"The Great Demon Palace..."

The ink painting vaguely senses the overall situation of heaven and earth and the "Tao" in the lives of all people.

A deep sense of urgency surged in my heart.

Mo Hua realized that the situation might be more serious than he thought.

Moreover, he couldn't help but have an even more terrifying guess.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess when there is damage; the way of man is to make up for the excess when there is not enough damage."

Only by gaining the way of heaven can one become an immortal.

If this is the case, then in this vast world, countless monks are apparently pursuing enlightenment and cultivating immortality, but in fact they are walking on another, completely opposite path.

What they prove is not the way of heaven at all.

What they cultivate is not true immortality at all.

A deep chill arose in Mo Hua's heart.

And under this situation, if he really wants to realize the way of heaven and practice true immortality, he will inevitably become the enemy of the most powerful and top forces in the entire cultivation world.

The difficulties, dangers, and life-and-death situations involved are suffocating just thinking about it.

Maybe even more than that...

These are just the patterns he can see on the surface.

Is there some unknown and terrifying existence secretly plotting a famous, grander, older and more sinister plan around "becoming an immortal"?

Mo Hua was horrified and silent for a long time.

"It's too difficult..."

Mo Hua sighed, and then his eyes gradually became firmer.

Difficulty is the right thing to do.

If becoming an immortal was really that simple, then there would have been a lot of people in this world who would have ascended to become immortals long ago.

It is precisely because it is difficult that it is worth pursuing.

It is precisely because of difficulty that you can appear powerful.

If you just covet comfort and follow the crowd, wouldn't you waste your talent in the divine way, waste your encounter with your master, and let down your parents, as well as the kindness of all the seniors and elders who have taught you along the way? ?

The night was dark and the candlelight flickered, making the ink-painted eyes as bright as sparks of fire.

"You have to become very, very strong..."

The next day, Mo Hua practiced as usual and practiced the counter-spirit formation.

In his spare time, he pondered over the Shinto knowledge he heard from Huangshan Jun word by word, and used it to plan the direction for his spiritual advancement.

In a short period of time, his physical body and spiritual power will not make great progress.

The formation can be improved, but there is no rush.

In addition, the only thing that can be enhanced is the divine mind, which is also the basis for his understanding of formations and the realization of divine consciousness.

Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts are already very strong, but they are not strong enough yet.

Especially the battle with the evil fetus, Mo Hua was very dissatisfied.

On the surface, Xie Fei died and he won.

But Mo Hua knew that he didn't win at all.

He took advantage of the loophole and used the Divine Sword to cut the evil fetus and the tiger's divine remains, causing the evil fetus to "split" inside.

In the end, it was Huangshan Jun who used his magical power to die with the evil fetus, and he was able to escape from the nightmare.

During this period, Li Gui, the innocent soul of Gushan, also helped him.

In other words, he won the battle in Gushan by relying on his "connections" and "face."

Those who have attained the truth will receive much help, while those who have lost the truth will receive little help.

Someone helps him, which shows that his way is right.

But Mo Hua also realized that this was not good.

He could not rely on the help of others for success or failure, and he did not like the feeling that his life and death were not controlled by himself.

His divine consciousness must be stronger!

And the direction of strength is, first, as Huang Shanjun said, to continue to follow the path of the gods, break through the limitations of "humans", let his divine consciousness have the "transformation" of the god grade, and crystallize his divine consciousness like armor.

On the other hand, it is to continue to digest the dragon soul and see if his divine consciousness can have the power of the dragon soul.

In this way, he may also be able to transform into dragon scales, dragon claws, and wear dragon armor.

The strength of his divine consciousness can be further improved.

With this two-pronged approach, coupled with the sharpening of the formation, the transformation of divine consciousness, and the changes of Tianyan Jue, his divine consciousness can continue to be infinitely powerful.

One day, he may even be strong enough to tear the evil god apart with his hands.

However, it is still a bit far from this goal.

And this is also not enough.

No matter how strong the divine consciousness is, it is still just the killing of the divine consciousness virtual world.

The real world also requires a certain amount of killing power.

Mo Hua already has an idea.

This is the "slaying the gods" method of leaving the body that he had been thinking about and practicing many times before, but failed because his consciousness was less than 20 lines.

Now that his consciousness has formed a pill, he is finally qualified to try again.

The Taixu Slaying God Sword condensed by the consciousness is released from the sea of ​​consciousness through the eye hole, breaking the boundary between reality and illusion, and killing with the consciousness.

Use the sword of the consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness to kill the flesh and blood enemies in reality.

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