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Taoist demon? !

"Elder brother, are you going to... eradicate the roots?!"

Bai Qingcheng's heart trembled.

What a cruel heart!

At this time, several other immortal immortals also rushed over.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, although they were told not to move around, they were worried about it and couldn't help but follow them.

They all saw the ink painting.

I saw the strange expression in the ink painting, the dark and empty pupils, the childish face, and the strangeness.

Master Situ's eyes were shocked:

"The evil thoughts are deeply planted!"

How long has this little monk been in contact with the deceitful people?

Why was he so deeply imbued with evil thoughts?

And this magical thought...

There is actually a trace of the original demon species...

Master Situ was shocked.

How deep is the causal relationship between the deceitful man and this little monk? He didn't hesitate to cultivate such deep evil thoughts and completely kill this young monk? !

The other Yuhua Daoist people also looked solemn.

"Senior Situ, what should we do?"

"This little monk is carrying a demon seed..."

"In order to avoid spreading and causing endless trouble, should we... get rid of it first?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Bai Zixi's eyes turned cold and she said crisply:

"Who dares?!"

All the feathers were startled. They were a little startled by Bai Zixi's momentum, and then they all became a little angry.

They have advanced cultivation and are all ancestors of the same sect. When had they ever been so rudely offended by a little girl in the Qi Refining Realm?

Everyone looked at Bai Zixi with unkind expressions.

Bai Zisheng stood up in front of Bai Zixi and said angrily: "Who dares to bully my sister? Who dares to touch my junior brother?"

"Rude kid! You..."

There was a Yuhua master who was furious and wanted to scold him, but was pulled back by the person next to him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Bai Qingcheng, who had a face as cold as frost and eyes like swords, and quietly swallowed the words...

He couldn't afford to offend the Bai family and Master Bai.

These two children are also the legendary Tianlinggen.

Don't bully young people into poverty...

Don't let your anger come out of your mouth to cause trouble for yourself.

But this little monk has to deal with it...

"Senior Situ, look..."

He threw the question to Zhenren Situ.

Bai Qingcheng also looked at Zhenren Situ, his eyes reserved, but he was obviously asking him if there was any way to save Mo Hua...

Master Situ was in a dilemma.

Save...how can he be saved?

The Taoist heart of the deceitful Taoist breeds demons. What is damaged is the Taoist heart and the spiritual consciousness. There is no cure and no one can save...

The best way is, of course, to avoid long-term pain rather than short-term pain, and to kill it as soon as possible to prevent the evil thoughts from spreading...

But……

Master Situ tugged at his beard.

If you want to kill a young monk, you really can't do it.

If you don't kill, you may have endless troubles.

And even if he wants to be killed, who will kill him?

Although this kid seems to have no origin or background, he is the disciple of Mr. Zhuang...

Although it seems that his spiritual roots are low, his qualifications are average, and he is most likely just a make-up disciple, as long as he is related to Mr. Zhuang, there will be great cause and effect.

He doesn't have the guts to actually kill...

What's more, if this child was really that simple, the deceitful people wouldn't go out of their way to use their Taoist mind to plant demons, make false claims in the east and attack in the west, and kill a ten-year-old child...

Master Bai is right, deceitful people must have intentions in their actions.

There must be something fishy about this matter.

Master Situ frowned, looked at the ink painting again, and sighed helplessly:

"Although this child has deep demonic thoughts, it seems that he is not crazy yet, and his mind has not been completely lost. Moreover, he is only practicing Qi, and his cultivation is limited. No matter how crazy he is, he can't kill anyone..."

"In my opinion, let's trap this child first and see how it goes..."

If it really doesn't work, we can only strangle the evil thoughts in the cradle...

Master Situ didn't say this clearly, but everyone knew it.

Bai Qingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly and sighed: "Just follow what Senior Situ said."

She really had no choice but to find a way to hold off the inner demon.

I hope that this child in Mo Hua will be auspicious and everything will turn into good fortune...

Master Situ's Qiankun Qingguang lamp was used to light lamps, so Bai Qingcheng held up the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Umbrella and covered the ink painting inside to isolate the breath of the ink painting.

This is to prevent Mo Hua from going crazy and letting his evil thoughts escape.

It is also to protect the ink paintings.

Around the ink painting, Situ Zhenren painted the God-conferring Formation of Xuanji Valley, trapping the ink painting and the devil species of the trickster in the middle to avoid accidents.

"Zisheng, Zixi, you go back first..." Bai Qingcheng said softly.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both shook their heads.

They have to stay here and guard their junior brother!

They promised Master that they would take good care of their little junior brother!

Bai Qingcheng had no choice but to stay in front of Mo Hua with the two children.

"Junior brother..."

Bai Zixi looked at Mo Hua's dark pupils, feeling a slight pain in her heart. She pursed her lips tightly and turned pale.

…

Mo Hua was detained under the Splendid Mountain and River Umbrella, quietly and without any noise.

The Mysterious God Conferring Formation was all around him, cutting off his Qi. His pupils were dark, and his expression was slightly dull, as if he was ignorant of everything.

But in the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua frowned.

He felt a great sense of terror.

A powerful, dark, strange, black-gray shadow, like dense ink, suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, a hollow and twisted figure gradually emerged.

His face was very unfamiliar, hazy, with a vague afterimage.

But his breath was extremely familiar.

You don’t need to look at the ink painting to know.

This person is his uncle.

He is also a real... trickster!

In other words, it is a trace of a strange thought that is close to the origin!

Mo Hua was a little nervous, but not panicked.

Because at this time, the trickster is still outside the boundary of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Between him and the treacherous people, there is a huge, complicated, and changeable, cocoon-like barrier...

Mysterious array!

The bottleneck of Tianyan Jue was an obstacle to foundation building, but now it has become a natural barrier to the sea of ​​ink painting knowledge, "shut out" the deceitful people.

Surrounded by a mysterious aura, the treacherous people gradually appeared from the false to the real.

As soon as he condensed, he looked up and saw thousands of formations standing between him and Mo Hua. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"Mysterious Formation?"

"How could it be...the Mysterious Sky Formation?"

How could a mysterious formation form in the monk's sea of ​​consciousness...

This was fundamentally beyond his expectation.

Across the mysterious formation, the mysterious man looked at Mo Hua with his profound eyes, his expression indifferent, but with a hint of doubt.

Who set up this mysterious formation?

Who has the ability to set up a mysterious formation in the monk's sea of ​​consciousness?

And for what?

The trickster glanced at the ink painting and frowned in thought.

At a young age, he can manifest his spiritual thoughts...

The sea of ​​consciousness is tenacious and the consciousness is powerful...

If he can be accepted as a disciple by his junior brother, then he must be exceptional.

There must be a huge secret hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness...

Junior brother...

In order to cover up this secret, protect his young apprentice, and prevent me from peeking into the truth, he tried his best to set up this mysterious formation...

He wanted to use this mysterious formation to keep his little disciple's secret...

"I see……"

"His divine calculations were actually used here..."

"Used to... build the Mysterious Sky Formation!"

The bigger the formation, the bigger the secrets it conceals...

The dark pupils of the trickster trembled slightly, and he looked quite excited.

Mo Hua didn't know what he had come up with, but he also knew that he was no match for this cunning uncle, so he said:

"Uncle, you have also seen that there is a big formation across the way. I can't get out and you can't get in."

"I won't entertain you anymore. You should go back early..."

The trickster sneered, "A mere first-class Mysterious Heaven Formation, you want to stop me? Junior brother, junior brother, you underestimate me too much!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Does the uncle's words mean that he can decipher the mysterious formation?

But...this is the mysterious formation...

If you solve the formations one by one, even if you are a master, you will need one or two years instead of ten or eight years...

Master, could it be that he just wants to rely on his own sea of ​​consciousness to stay alive?

I can't afford to entertain him...

At this moment, Mo Hua's expression changed, he looked at it intently, and was shocked.

The face of the treacherous man gradually blurred and distorted, turning into a mass of phantoms. Then the phantoms gradually differentiated and turned into alienated, black human shapes.

These shadows spread everywhere, and then began...

Eroding the Mysterious Sky Formation!

Mo Hua was shocked.

What's this?

Is this... a Taoist demon?

No, that's not right...

According to Mo Hua's previous observations and understanding, the so-called Taoist demon cultivation is essentially a special method based on the use of spiritual thoughts.

The ink painting looked carefully again.

Now in his sea of ​​consciousness, there are no external appearances. Everything is in its original state of mind, so the ink paintings can be seen clearly.

These differentiated shadows are derived from divine consciousness algorithms...

"Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things..."

And the divided shadows are not "eroding" the Mysterious Sky Formation. Their essence is to use the formation patterns to create conflicts, strong and weak, cancel each other out, and devour...

So, they are essentially...

Liberation!

The deceitful man is solving the puzzle in front of him!

The basis of the solution is that special trick algorithm...

Mo Hua eavesdropped on Uncle Bai and the old man named Situ talking about how the uncle's spiritual algorithm came from the same school as the master, but they were different.

This divine consciousness algorithm is...

God’s secret plan!

In other words...his uncle is using heaven's secrets and tricks to solve the bottleneck of his Tianyan Jue - the Mysterious Sky Formation!

Mo Hua was shocked, and suddenly his mind moved.

this……

Is it also Master’s arrangement...

The master thought that he was too slow to clear the formation, so he asked his uncle to help him clear the formation and help him break... the bottleneck of foundation building!

I want myself to build a foundation earlier...

Mo Hua felt sour in his heart and his eyes were astringent.

"Master..."

Mo Hua murmured.

Suddenly his mind moved and he was stunned again.

No, it's not that simple...

Master's purpose, perhaps... is not only to let his uncle help him solve the mysterious formation and break the bottleneck of foundation building, but also to let himself...

Learn the secrets and tricks? !

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and then he jumped up.

Learn to make calculations, know yourself and the enemy, so that when you meet your uncle in the future, you won't be confused, controlled by others, and led by his nose...

Moreover, the secrets and calculations can solve the mystery of the formation!

Then from now on, I can use the secrets of heaven to decipher the mysterious formation on my own!

The ink painting is a bit lost.

Master...does he think so long-term for himself...

Mo Hua was a little sad, but then he brightened up.

I must not let down Master’s expectations!

You must follow Master's instructions and study hard!

I will learn everything from my uncle’s family background to every detail!

Mo Hua's eyes gradually became brighter, as bright as stars.

This is the best time to learn the "secret calculations"!

In his own sea of ​​consciousness, the master did not shy away, divided his thoughts, and solved the riddle of the Heavenly Formation in front of him.

The Mysterious Sky Formation contains tens of thousands of formations.

Solving them one by one means having to solve them tens of thousands of times...

Every time a trickster solves a formation, he or she is using an example of the formation to personally demonstrate how to master the secrets of heaven and use them to decipher the formations of the heavens!

Tens of thousands of times!

Even a fool in Mo Hua can figure out a rough idea.

But he's no fool.

He has extraordinary spiritual knowledge and is Mr. Zhuang's personal disciple. He is proficient in calculations, profound in formations, and has a thorough understanding of formation principles. He has also comprehended the Tao Yun and the Jue Formation.

Previously, I traveled with the deceitful Taoist people, saw the devil in the heart of the Tao, and the deceitful way sealed the sky. It was like "previewing" it in advance, and I had a basic understanding of the secrets of heaven.

If you study again at this time, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

The trickster solved the puzzle in front of him.

It's like bringing the rice directly to the ink painting...

He even fed it directly into Mo Hua's mouth.

Mo Hua was greatly energized, and then he stared intently at the strange thoughts, "eroding" and cracking the secondary formation.

Keep this scene firmly in your mind, keep memorizing, comprehending, calculating, and reproducing...

Until it finally comes together.

I am very hungry for ink painting and can learn without distraction.

Like a big tabby cat that fell into the fish hold, feasting so much that it can't wait to fill its belly...

…

The mysterious formation is mysterious and complex, with numerous formations, and it is not easy to solve.

Even if you are a deceitful person, you must pay full attention when using the secrets of heaven to divide your deceitful thoughts and erode the formation.

Occasionally, he raised his head and frowned when he saw the ink painting.

This little thing looks... very strange...

He tightened his little face and concentrated on it. He didn't know what he was looking at or what he was thinking about. Only the light in his eyes was flowing, as if he was "calculating" something...

But when he looked again, he found that Mo Hua had a nervous look on his face, as if he was "scared".

The trickster was startled.

Is it an illusion...

How could a teenage monk know how to calculate?

How is it possible to learn the means of spiritual thought?

Even his talented junior brother must rely on the blood of heaven and man and the innate Taoist bones to do it...

What can this little thing do?

The trickster's eyes were slightly cold.

"No matter what, as long as you break through the mysterious formation and take a peek into this kid's sea of ​​consciousness, you will know everything..."

"You know why, junior brother, he hid this young apprentice so deeply..."

The deceitful Taoist thought, and his deceitful energy surged.

Many strange thoughts are accelerating the "erosion" of the mysterious formation that is like a spiritual silk jade cocoon...

Formation patterns and sub-formations were all eliminated under the scheming calculations of heaven.

And the more the scheming people understand, the more ink paintings they see, the more they learn, the more they understand, and the deeper they understand...

All kinds of deceitful ways and all kinds of changes can be seen at a glance.

The secrets of heaven are treacherous, and the avenues are ups and downs, all of which are lost in spiritual thoughts.

Time passes little by little...

Seeing overseas, Bai Qingcheng, Bai Zisheng, Bai Zixi and all the feathers are waiting anxiously...

The ink painting is still quiet, with dark pupils.

The situation isn't getting worse, but it's not getting any better either.

But in the sea of ​​consciousness, the treacherous people are dismantling the formation, and the ink paintings are being learned...

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The sea of ​​ink painting consciousness trembled, and the mind became clear.

The mysterious sky formation, thousands of formations and myriad techniques were swept away, and those fine spiritual threads as fine as silkworm cocoons were all dissolved.

Mo Hua clearly realized that he had entered the bottleneck of foundation building... and it disappeared!

And the sky was full of strange energy, and it condensed into human figures again.

The trickster stepped forward, walked into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, and stood in front of Mo Hua.

Mo Hua, who had not had time to be happy, stared at him with awe in his heart.

This is the trickster...

This is a conspiracy...

The complex and vast mysterious formation was solved in this way...

It took me several years or even ten years to solve the formation, but it was solved by "Uncle Master"...

The trickster had an indifferent look on his face, and raised his right hand lightly, condensing a long bronze sword.

It was the Sumeru sword that pierced Mr. Zhuang's chest and stripped off his natural Taoist bones.

Mo Hua's eyelids twitched.

Master... I really want to kill myself!

If the spiritual thoughts die, all spiritual consciousness will disappear. Even if the physical body is still there, it will exist in form and in reality!

The trickster showed his murderous intent.

Mo Hua didn't waste any time. He raised his hand and fired a fireball directly towards the trickster.

The trickster Xumi swiped his sword, and the sword light split the fireball, eliminating the spell, but his expression was slightly surprised.

Manifestation of magic...

Moreover, the power of the spell is quite impressive, which means that the power of this little thing's spiritual thoughts and the method of using it are far stronger than ordinary foundation building.

Next, the ink painting offensive continued. With a focused finger, fiery red formations appeared, and then exploded.

The ground fire array exploded, and flames suddenly erupted, directly engulfing the trickster, but again, it could not hurt him at all.

But the Taoist still couldn't help but be startled.

The formation manifests...

He glanced at the ink painting and frowned.

Who taught him these things...?

How old is he that he can use these spiritual means?

No wonder junior brother thinks highly of him...

It seems that I have underestimated this little thing...

"However, the method is still too immature..."

The trickster looked indifferent.

This demon species of his is only at the peak of foundation building.

It was to deceive others and hide it from those Yuhua and Jindan monks.

It is also to avoid that the demon seeds above the golden elixir are too strong. Once they are planted and enter the sea of ​​consciousness, I am afraid that the sea of ​​consciousness of Mo Hua will be shattered immediately.

The sea of ​​consciousness is broken, Mo Hua's body is dead, and he can no longer see what's going on.

It didn't matter that the kid was dead, but with the sea of ​​consciousness shattered, he couldn't figure out what secrets his junior brother had hidden in his little disciple.

This foundation-building peak demon species contains a trace of his devious origin.

It's more than enough to deal with this little thing!

"It's just a manifestation formation, just a simple skill..."

The trickster pointed his sword, and the trickery filled the air, and the black and gray trick formations suddenly appeared, directly locking the ink painting, and eroding the ink painting's spiritual thoughts little by little!

This deceitful formation is very strong, endless, and impossible to escape.

The spiritual mind is also being "eroded" bit by bit...

Mo Hua's heart was awe-inspiring, and he caught a glimpse of the formation patterns in his peripheral vision. He was so blessed that he learned what he had learned and practiced it now. He used his own spiritual thoughts to manifest the formation patterns, and eliminated the formation patterns of the treacherous man one by one. Then he found a flaw and escaped immediately... …

After getting away, Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

But the trickster froze on the spot, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Heaven's secret plan?!!"

He looked at the ink painting, his dark pupils trembling, as if he had seen something extremely incomprehensible, "How could you... be so scheming?!"

Mo Hua felt a little guilty and said: "My master taught me!"

"Nonsense!" The trickster gritted his teeth, "Even your master can't do it!"

This divine calculation is the supreme method of spiritual thought, an unparalleled knowledge, and he is the only one in the world who knows it.

The deceitful man's eyes were fierce, and he wanted to say something else, but suddenly the scene just now appeared in front of his eyes again.

The attentive little face in the ink painting, the bright eyes, the thoughtful look...

And every bit of the journey together...

The trickster's pupils trembled, and he said in disbelief:

"You actually... secretly learned the tricks of heaven?!"

"It's not about 'stealing' learning!"

Mo Hua corrected him confidently.

I am upright and aboveboard, and I learned it in front of my master!

How can something upright be called "stealing"?