Asking about longevity

"Tao Heart Seed Demon?!"

Master Situ was startled and immediately took action, using a magic weapon that looked like a golden bell to trap the disciple with dark pupils and cut off his aura.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that many monks suddenly behaved strangely around the camp, like puppets with strings, trembling and twitching, slowly turning their heads, and their pupils were completely black!

Master Situ took a breath of cold air.

The Taoist heart changes and the demon seeds spread.

"When did this deceitful man do it?!"

Other Yuhua Daoist people sensed the abnormality in the aura and stepped out one after another. When they saw the monks and Taoist soldiers around them, they all lost their minds and their pupils were dark, and they all looked shocked.

Master Situ said sternly: "Release the magic weapon to protect your mind!"

Everyone who still had their minds was shocked, and they sacrificed magic weapons one after another to guard their sea of ​​consciousness.

Master Situ sighed, turned his right hand, and took out a colorful glass lamp.

This lamp is called the Qiankun Qingguang Lamp, and it is the most precious treasure of the Xuanji Valley. It integrates spiritual deduction, concentration and exorcism.

Master Situ sacrificed the Qiankun Qingguang Lamp, and the clear light swept away, the haze disappeared, and the strange aura of heaven that filled the air was gradually dispelled.

The bright lights are like a screen, protecting everyone.

It is also isolated from the monks outside who have been "demon-seeded by the Taoist heart".

In the clear light lamp, there are also monks who have been planted with evil thoughts without knowing it.

But as long as their demonic thoughts grow, they will be "scalded" by the clear light and filled with black and gray energy.

Master Situ will expel these monks to prevent them from infecting more monks.

In the Qiankun Qingguang Cup, the clear light overflowed. The monks all looked nervous, meditating and concentrating to protect their hearts.

But outside the clear light, it was like purgatory.

The monks fought with each other and killed each other.

Every family monk, fellow disciple, or familiar Taoist friend, their Taoist hearts collapsed, their expressions were ferocious, and they were fighting each other.

Master Youhua couldn't bear it. Just as he was about to take action, Master Situ stopped him:

"If you don't go over, they will die. If you go over, they will die just as well, and maybe... even more!"

After all, if an emerging monk is possessed by a Taoist demon, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Yuhua Master was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to sit down again, close his eyes in pain, and not look at the miserable situation outside...

Everyone looked solemn.

Master Situ also frowned.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly felt shaken and looked up.

Not far away, he saw a Taoist man walking slowly, holding a young monk in his hand.

That Taoist, with his childlike face and dark hair and sinister eyes, is a Xuansan person. However, at this time, he has a cold expression and is surrounded by a mysterious aura. It is obvious that he is not a Xuansan person, but should be...

Trickster!

Master Situ felt as if he were facing a powerful enemy.

The other monks were also frightened.

But the trickster didn't seem to care about them at all, nor did he even look at them.

It seems that the demon in Tao's heart is just doing it conveniently.

If you can kill them, then kill them.

Even if you can't kill him, it doesn't matter.

Just like this, the trickster, dressed in black, carrying an ink painting, walked past everyone in front of thousands of Taoist soldiers, hundreds of golden elixirs, and ten immortals, majestically and as if no one else was there.

Headed towards Lishan City.

The monks all around were killing each other, like evil spirits.

And he is "Charm" itself.

Dao Ting, on the other hand, did not dare to express his anger.

There was dead silence.

The immortal monk was so angry that he wanted to take action, but was stopped by Master Situ.

Master Situ shook his head slightly, his eyes stern.

He sensed the divine aura that contained earth-shattering calculations.

He knew that everyone present would definitely die if he took action!

no matter who.

They can't help it.

Even if they are real people who have become immortals from the major forces in Dao Ting, they can only watch the deceitful people walking past them.

Watching the dark figure of the deceitful man, gradually drifting away, disappearing into the monstrous sea of ​​blood in the direction of the mountain city...

All the emerging monks present were gnashing their teeth and indignant.

Only Bai Qingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

She saw the child being carried by the trickster.

If what she expected was true, then he should be the "little junior brother" in the words of Zisheng and Zixi...

And the trickster walked into the sea of ​​blood, which means that this plan against the senior brother is about to come to an end...

Bai Qingcheng frowned slightly, then stood up, gave a brief salute to Master Situ, then offered a splendid mountain and river umbrella and walked out of Qingguangzhan.

The surrounding demon cultivators rushed towards Bai Qingcheng, but were knocked away one by one by the Shanhe Umbrella.

Bai Qingcheng followed the path taken by the trickster and walked towards Lishan City, walking into the sea of ​​blood.

Master Situ sighed helplessly.

In the Qiankun Qingguang Zhan, three more people emerged. They had different intentions. They looked at each other and each offered their magic weapon. Then without saying a word, they left the Qingguang Zhan and chased after the trickster.

The remaining Yuhua was a little moved, so he looked at Master Situ, "Senior Situ, this..."

Master Situ's eyes were slightly cold, he sat still and said solemnly:

"Everyone has his own destiny, and you can't force it."

But he silently said in his heart: "If you want to die, you can die by yourself..."

These immortal immortals know the profoundness of the mysterious algorithm of Xuanji Valley, and also know the principle of "if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences before your eyes", so they all restrained their restless thoughts and began to meditate calmly.

Master Situ looked in the direction in which the trickster was leaving, his brows furrowed.

There was deep worry in his eyes.

This is the Taoist demon...

No, this is just a trick of heaven...

The way of divine consciousness is extremely evolving, one thought has two methods, and the secrets of heaven are calculated.

He never expected that this treacherous Taoist could cultivate the secrets of heaven to such an extent. Even in his sect, which has always had monsters, it was unprecedented...

Heavenly secrets and tricks, cultivated to the extreme.

Divine thoughts change, immortal and immortal...

If he doesn't gather the power of the righteous way to completely kill the treacherous people, and if he continues to let it go, he will inevitably become a great demon lord who can penetrate the sky and the earth.

But……

How to kill?

Mr. Zhuang's oil is exhausted, and the secret calculation is lost...

Who else in this world can understand the secrets of heaven and compete with the deceitful people?

The immortal and deceitful spiritual thoughts...

Who can really kill him?

Master Situ's face was stern and he couldn't help but sigh deeply...

…

In Lishan City.

The ruined walls have been stained red by the sea of ​​blood.

Some of the remaining demon cultivators were instantly infested with demons in their hearts, and each of them turned their knives on each other and died cleanly.

The trickster walked straight to the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

He stretched out his hand to touch the formation, but his fingers were instantly destroyed into blood mist by the majestic power of the formation.

But in the blink of an eye, the blood mist went back and condensed into flesh and blood again.

The deceitful man's hand is intact again.

The trickster pointed his finger, and some strange, black and gray formation patterns climbed onto the formation, eroding from the outside inward.

But the faster it erodes, the faster the formation can repair itself.

Can't break the formation...

With a cold expression on his face, the trickster picked up the unconscious ink painting and waved it in front of the formation.

Within the formation, there seemed to be a helpless sigh.

Then, the light flickered.

The five-color light curtain of the large array opened on its own, revealing an entrance.

The trickster sneered, carrying the ink painting, and walked into the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

…

Not long after, Bai Qingcheng also arrived outside the formation and saw the entrance to the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

The entrance is not yet closed.

She hesitated for a moment and then entered the formation from the entrance.

After Bai Qingcheng entered the formation, the light curtain of the formation flashed, the formation lines squirmed, and the entrance gradually closed.

Just when it was about to close, the three immortal immortals from Daoting also arrived here.

Seeing that the entrance was closing, the three of them hurriedly took action. The light of swords and swords flew, preventing the formation from closing.

Then, they also entered the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation through the narrow entrance.

After that, the Five Elements and Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation was completely closed.

Outside there is a sea of ​​soul flags and blood, and inside there is a large formation protecting the mountain.

Outsiders have no idea what happened in the formation and the old site of the Five Elements Sect...

And I don’t know how long it took, Mo Hua, who had fainted, gradually woke up...

His forehead felt a little groggy.

Vaguely, one can feel that there are extremely terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations all around.

This kind of spiritual power is as vast as the ocean.

And he himself was like a small boat caught in the storm by the huge waves, small and powerless.

The surroundings were hazy, and people were still talking.

These voices are all familiar...

Mo Hua squinted his eyes, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. Only then did he realize that he was already in the Five Elements Sect, and in front of him was the Five Elements Sect's Hidden Formation Pavilion.

The surroundings are devastated. Once carved and painted, now there are broken stones and rubbles as far as the eye can see. It is completely dilapidated, and there is still an astonishing magical aura, as if it has experienced a great war.

There were three people nearby, corroded into bones.

Apparently he had died.

Moreover, their bones were crystal clear, with fine, crystal-like traces of feathering on them.

Mo Hua was shocked.

"Three more feathered monks... are dead?"

He looked up and saw Mr. Puppet.

Puppet Lao's whole body was wrapped in blood clothes, and his body was gradually dissolving. But after the physical body was dissolved, there was no flesh and blood under the skin, only tan and mottled wood grains.

"The blood of annihilation..."

"Okay, you actually and..."

The old man coughed and said, "... colluding with the immortal blood Taoist..."

The cold-looking trickster bowed to the puppet elder, "Senior, please forgive me. If this were not the case, I would not be able to do anything to you, senior..."

The old man's eyes were like swords, and he said sternly: "Then who told you about my destiny?"

The trickster remained silent.

The old man laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, there is no distinction between good and evil. What kind of Tao are these cultivators practicing?!"

The trickster said in a deep voice: "Senior, be on your way."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody clothes glowed with an even darker, dead blood light.

Little by little, minute by minute, the old man is wrapped up and eroded...

He is also devouring the old man's vitality step by step.

The old man looked at the trickster and said coldly:

"Don't let me see you again, otherwise, I will kill you!"

The trickster bowed slightly and said, "Junior, please remember this."

"Grandpa Puppet..."

Mo Hua felt pain in his heart and murmured.

After hearing this, the old man, who was eroded by the blood-clothed clothes, glanced at the ink painting for the last time. The coldness in his eyes subsided and became gentle, with some apology and regret.

In the end, the whole person turned into a wooden sculpture, mottled and incomplete, and lost its vitality.

The trickster looked sideways at the ink painting and frowned.

Grandpa Puppet...

The old man actually asked this kid to call him "Grandpa Puppet"...

The trickster only frowned and thought for a moment, then took another step towards the Tibetan Formation Pavilion.

All the secrets were calculated, the demon cultivator was punished, the Taoist court was shocked, and even the old man was melted away by the immortal blood of the bloody Taoist...

The obstacles in front of him have been completely cleared.

In front of him, there was only his junior brother whom he had not seen for hundreds of years...

At this moment, a cold and clear voice sounded:

"Elder brother..."

The trickster turned around and saw Bai Qingcheng standing aside.

Bai Qingcheng stood aside and watched with his own eyes as Dao Ting's three immortals were killed by the Taoist Cultist. Then he watched the Taoist Cultist melt the old man with his immortal blood.

She could only stand and watch.

No one can stop her from what her senior brother wants to do.

Anyone who stops him will die, including herself.

But she still remembered the request of her children, so in the end, she wanted to save Mo Hua from the deceitful people.

No matter what, this kid is innocent.

Moreover, after all, he is the disciple accepted by Senior Brother Zhuang, so he cannot be involved in this dispute and die...

"Elder brother...give me that child..."

The trickster raised his head and glanced at the Zangzhen Pavilion. He didn't know what he was thinking. He threw the ink painting to Bai Qingcheng.

Bai Qingcheng took it immediately, couldn't help but look at the ink painting, and said silently in his heart:

"Is this...the junior brother Zi Xi misses..."

The spiritual root is so bad...

Compared with Zixi, it's really like heaven and earth...

She looked at his appearance again.

He looks pretty good...

With picturesque eyebrows, cute appearance, and pure temperament, you feel friendly just looking at him.

And his eyes are clear, and you can tell at a glance that his character is good...

It’s just that... the spiritual roots are very poor, and the bloodline is even worse...

Bai Qingcheng frowned.

"Senior Brother Zhuang, why would you accept such a young apprentice?"

Besides, what surprised her the most was her senior brother...

The eldest brother used to be gentle and gentle, but since he became a demon and became a deceitful person, he has become strange, terrifying, cold and heartless.

This was the first time for her to see her senior brother, carrying a small child in his arms, and not letting go all the way.

Moreover, in her opinion, the two of them got along very casually, even somewhat "close"?

Bai Qingcheng frowned in confusion.

Mo Hua looked up and saw Bai Qingcheng.

At first glance, he was amazed.

so beautiful……

After taking a second look, I felt that this woman's eyebrows looked like those of my little senior sister...

"Are you the little senior sister's mother?"

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask.

Bai Qingcheng was slightly startled and couldn't help but nodded.

Mo Hua silently calculated, "Senior Sister's mother is also Master's Junior Sister and Master's Junior Sister... Then I should call you...'Uncle Master'?"

Bai Qingcheng was stunned.

This kid is so smart, and he seems to be a little... familiar?

"good."

Bai Qingcheng nodded again.

"Disciple Mo Hua, I met my uncle." Mo Hua said politely.

Bai Qingcheng's heart warmed slightly.

She looked at Mo Hua again and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that Mo Hua had no injuries on his body, that he was not "demon-seeded by Taoist Heart", that his eyes were clear and there was nothing unusual.

Bai Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, then said to Mo Hua:

"Good boy, stay here and don't run around. I'll go in and see your master..."

Mo Hua immediately said: "Uncle Master, can I go in?"

Bai Qingcheng was startled.

Mo Hua whispered: "I also want to see Master..."

Bai Qingcheng felt a little bitter, but still refused: "It will be very dangerous if you go in..."

"oh……"

Mo Hua nodded disappointedly but sensibly.

Bai Qingcheng left the ink painting behind and walked towards the Zangzhen Pavilion. After walking a few steps, he turned around and saw the ink painting standing there alone, feeling a little distressed and worried.

If the trickster comes out, the child may still be in danger...

But now she can't care so much.

Senior brother's life is at stake.

Although her ancestor told her to "stand by" about the opportunity involving the Guixu Celestial Burial, at this time, she could not really sit back and watch.

"That's all, let's settle down with our destiny..."

Bai Qingcheng looked serious, gritted his teeth, and also walked into the Tibetan Formation Pavilion...

As for Mo Hua, he just stayed where he was.

He wanted to go in, but couldn't.

There seems to be some kind of barrier in the Hidden Formation Pavilion. The master uncle and his uncle are highly cultivated and have deep attainments in formations, so they can ignore the barrier and enter the Hidden Formation Pavilion.

But I can't get in...

But it doesn't seem safe to stay here.

Once the matter is settled and the uncle comes out, he will probably kill himself.

Mo Hua sighed.

At this moment, the surrounding Five Elements Mountain Guard Formation buzzed.

Mo Hua was stunned and looked up.

Then he saw that in the large formation, there was a main formation pivot, which was running on its own and dazzling with brilliance.

"This is... the center of formation?"

Mo Hua suddenly remembered what his master had said to him when he first arrived at the Five Elements Sect.

He remembered that at that time, he and his master were talking about the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

The master drew a picture of the mountain on the paper, sketched a few lines along the mountain, and told him:

"...This is the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation. Please note the veins of the main formation hub."

"When the formation is circulating, there will be a living door above the formation hub."

"Although this short section is a second-grade formation hub, it is similar to the layout of the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation. Moreover, your spiritual awareness is sufficient, so you should be able to calculate your birth line by yourself..."

Mo Hua was stunned and lost his mind.

"Calculate the birth lineage..."

Master, has he already made arrangements...

Did he expect that I would be captured by my uncle and brought back to the Five Elements Sect, so he told me in advance about the students of this formation?

He wanted me to figure out the birth gates of the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation, and then leave on my own, away from this dangerous place...

"Master..."

The corners of Mo Hua's eyes were sore.

He didn't want to leave, he wanted to see the master again.

But……

What can I do if I meet the Master?

What can I do?

With such a low level of cultivation, not enough spiritual consciousness, and not yet learning the formations well, in such a dangerous place, even oneself cannot be protected...

The formation buzzed again.

It seemed that the master was urging him to leave...

Mo Hua was a little depressed. He wiped his tears and sat on the ground. According to the calculation method that his master had taught him before, he calculated the pivots of the formation step by step, then found the direction and determined the birth gate.

After deciding on the entrance, Mo Hua raised his head and glanced at the Zangzhen Pavilion.

The master seemed to be inside, watching me silently.

As if to say, "Let's go..."

The ink painting lowered its head, its back lost, and walked silently to the section of the mountain range that Mr. Zhuang had marked, and to the large formation in front of the mountain range.

According to his chosen birth gate, Mo Hua stepped forward and walked into the formation.

The large formation forms a spiritual curtain, and the spiritual power flows like a blade, airtight.

But the place where the disciples are born is the key point of the formation hub and the place where they can stay alive.

Mo Hua walked into the door of life, and the surging spiritual power flowed rapidly around him, like a vast river or a galloping horse, but it did not hurt him.

On the contrary, these spiritual powers protect the ink paintings.

Protecting the ink painting all the way, he escaped from the mountain guarding formation unharmed...

…

The fourth floor of Zangzhen Pavilion.

Mr. Zhuang just sat silently, looking at the ink paintings, and walked out of the formation alone.

After a while, the Tibetan Formation Pavilion shook.

The Five Elements Formation on the fourth floor was eroded by the dark formations and broke open, and a figure walked in.

White hair shawl, expression cold.

It's the trickster.

Mr. Zhuang's breath was weak and his face was as white as paper, but his expression was calm, as if he was welcoming his fate, and he smiled calmly.

"long time no see……"

"Senior brother."