Asking about longevity

Chapter 759: Opening the Valley (Thank you to the leader for the reward from Feng Wo Xin Boss~)

The night was dark, and there was deathly silence in the dense forest.

The tall demon cultivator was decapitated by Xun Ziyou's sword. He fell straight to the ground and died.

Blood dripped all over the floor.

Mo Hua didn't show any fear at all, but with a torch of consciousness and penetrating eyes, he scanned the demon cultivator's body, and then pulled out a storage bag and a jade slip from him.

Finally, Mo Hua thought for a moment and pulled off the black robe from the demon cultivator.

These things were all stained with blood.

Mo Hua simply wiped it and rummaged through the storage bag first.

Most of the things in the storage bag are things that the demon cultivator carries with him.

Some blood elixirs are made from unknown flesh and blood.

Several spiritual weapons - they were serious spiritual weapons, seemingly used by the big demon cultivator before he turned into a demon. He kept them as souvenirs and was not willing to throw them away.

There were also some bones and a pile of dried meat made of unknown meat.

Finally, there are the secret books of the exercises and the Jade Slips of Demon Dao.

Mo Hua held the secret book of demon skills and was about to open it, but in a blink of an eye, his hand was empty.

Xun Ziyou took the secret book of demon skills from Mo Hua's hand and said, "The demon sect is evil and not a good thing. Don't read it, children."

"oh……"

Mo Hua lowered his head and wanted to look through the storage bag again.

But in the blink of an eye, Xun Ziyou also snatched the storage bag.

"These are not good things. Don't be a bad example..."

Xun Ziyou said with a vigilant expression.

Mo Hua was young and looked like a young boy, but in Xun Ziyou's eyes, he was just a child.

Children are very curious.

Such a good formation master seedling.

What if I was really here, I took a look at the demonic skills, and I was curious for a moment, so I planted a trace of demonic thoughts, which led to my subsequent mistakes and fell into the demonic path.

Then he is really "death is irredeemable".

Even if the ancestor doesn't peel off his own skin, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Mo Hua had no choice but to go see the messenger.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately retracted his hand and put away the letter of communication. He looked at Xun Ziyou warily, fearing that he would snatch it away.

Xun Ziyou was embarrassed to snatch it away this time, and said:

"You look first."

Mo Hua nodded, his consciousness sank into the order, and he read it silently.

The latest line of text in the summons is displayed:

"There's a mole, hurry up..."

This line of writing was left by the tall demon cultivator before his death. He did not finish it and did not send it out.

Of course, it can never be sent out.

The ink painting was immediately erased.

In addition to this, there is some other information.

I flipped through the ink paintings and found that most of them were "instructions" from some recent demon cultivators:

For example, "On the 16th of this month, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons opens and the White Bones Dao appears. All demon cultivators must enter the valley without delay."

"Mission: Black Bull Demon, three of them, dead."

"Mission: Qingxuan Fox, one, alive."

"Note: The mission failed. In the demon refining pot, I will be tortured for three days."

"If you dare to defect, you will be sacrificed to the Demon Refining Chart and suffer the pain of being eaten by thousands of demons, and your soul will be destroyed..."

…

"Demon refining pot? Demon refining chart?"

Mo Hua was startled.

"What is this pot?"

"There is also this picture, it can't be..."

Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly, and he began to think about it silently in his heart.

"What did you see?"

Xun Ziyou on the side saw Mo Hua's big eyes rolling around, not knowing what "bad idea" he was thinking about, so he couldn't help but ask.

"nothing……"

Mo Hua whispered.

He can't say "I'm hungry"...

Mo Hua thought for a while and handed the order to Xun Ziyou, "Elder, take a look at it too."

Xun Ziyou took it, his consciousness swept over it, his eyes were slightly heavy.

This group of demon cultivators is indeed well-organized and even has very strict rules.

But he also had some doubts.

These news seemed ordinary, but why did Mo Hua's eyes sparkle, and his expression was even a little...excited?

A little weird...

Xun Ziyou looked up and saw Mo Hua taking out pens, ink arrays, paper, and a strange array disk from his storage bag. He couldn't help but be startled:

"what you do?"

"There are still traces of magnetic current in the messenger order. It may be that some previous 'chat records' were erased. I will simply restore it..."

Mo Hua said casually.

Xun Ziyou opened his mouth.

Traces of metamagnetic...

This kid even knows the Yuan Magnetic Formation?

And... "simple" restoration? !

Is this a "simple" thing?

Xun Ziyou's eyes were solemn.

Although he didn't understand the specific details of the formation, he had met many formation masters from Tianshu Pavilion and he probably knew some principles.

"Restore" the Yuan Magnetic Array pattern and draw the Yuan Magnetic Array are not the same thing at all.

The core of restoring magnetic patterns is secondary thunder flow.

What is involved here is the application of the "essence" of Yuan Magnetism, which is an alternative derivation of "Thunder Pattern".

Xunzi was stunned for a long time and asked silently:

"Is this what Mr. Xun...the ancestor taught you?"

Mo Hua blinked, "Otherwise? Could I still have explored it myself?"

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and nodded:

"Right."

How can we learn these things without the ancestor's personal guidance?

After that, Mo Hua began to restore the indefinite magnetic patterns.

He skillfully disassembled the order, reproduced the fixed magnetic pattern, sensed and recorded the secondary thunder pattern, and reconstructed the framework of the magnetic array in the order, thereby restoring the erased indefinite magnetic pattern in the order, and finally reappeared it as text through magnetic ink...

Xun Ziyou on the side couldn't understand it, but was shocked.

If Mo Hua hadn't looked too young, he would even think that it was an old ancestor of Tianshu Pavilion who was dismantling the principle of the magnetic array for him...

In this way, the "chat record" of the demon cultivator in the order was restored by Mo Hua bit by bit.

Because the secondary thunder flow was obscure, the traces were subtle.

The inferred indefinite magnetic pattern would have some discrepancies, and the text displayed in the magnetic ink would also be a little fragmented and disordered.

But the word order of the text does not affect the reading.

Even with guesses, the general meaning can still be understood.

Mo Hua copied the "decoded" and restored text on another piece of paper.

These texts are interspersed with a lot of meaningless greetings, chats, complaints, some "experiences" of practicing demon skills, daily madness without knowing why, and some mysterious "demon terms" and so on...

Mo Hua can only summarize the information based on these messy texts:

First, the young demon cultivator who was killed...

Born in a small family, he has good talent and is a bit arrogant. He doesn't think he is much worse than others.

When participating in the sect conference, he met a "young master" from a big family. He never bowed his head, never asked for courtesy, and was not respectful enough, so he was regarded as "arrogant and rude".

Later, when hunting demons, he was calculated and lost in the dense forest of the Demon Refining Mountain.

Finally, he was captured in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, and unknowingly, he practiced the demon skills and became a "demon cultivator".

Now he is even used as a "cushion".

But how to be a "cushion", how to replace the pillars, how to leave the Demon Refining Mountain, who will support, how to get away with it...These things are not mentioned in the letter.

It is probably something more confidential, and this tall demon cultivator dare not say it in the letter.

In addition, there are some situations inside the Ten Thousand Demon Valley:

"During the conversation, this demon cultivator mentioned three demon cultivator elders..."

"He didn't say the specific cultivation level, but in the Demon Refining Mountain, he can be honored as an 'elder' after being forbidden to ascend to the immortal realm. He must be a golden elixir. I just don't know which level of the golden elixir he is..."

"In addition, he also mentioned 'young master'."

"It seems that everything must be done according to the orders of the young master."

"But these demon cultivators are very secretive about the word 'young master' and dare not say more."

"In the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, there is also a manager who is responsible for managing some miscellaneous matters and has considerable power. Under the manager are ordinary demon cultivators..."

...

Mo Hua told Xun Ziyou some specific situations in detail.

Xun Ziyou nodded and looked at Mo Hua with some emotion.

If this child does spying and eavesdropping in the future, it will be impossible to solve the problem...

A single letter can reveal so many secrets.

Which sect or force can withstand his digging...

As he spoke, Mo Hua was also a little confused:

"There are so many demon cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, but there are only three Jindan elders. Can they control them?"

Xun Ziyou frowned, thought for a moment, and said slowly:

"Three Jindans are just sitting in order to maintain stability in the valley to avoid accidents."

"There are so many demon cultivators, they are brutal and crazy, and it is impossible to expect 'people' to control them. There must be other means of forced control..."

Other means of control...

Mo Hua's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the demon patterns drawn on these demon cultivators, and his heart moved slightly:

"Four Symbols Formation..."

Xun Ziyou said again: "Moreover, the elders who can sit and guard this demon mountain must not be ordinary people."

Xun Ziyou turned his head and looked at Tou Deep in the dense forest with a gloomy and demonic aura, his eyes were deep:

"Dare to do such a thing under the eyes of the Daoting Division and the major sects in Qianxuezhou, once it is exposed, the family will be confiscated and executed, and the sect will be abolished!"

"It is impossible to entrust such a "important task" to an elder who is not a true confidant."

"Moreover, a Jindan cultivator is considered a general backbone in a fifth-grade family, and has a very promising future. Few people are really willing to stay in this isolated and bloody place for the sake of the family."

"Besides, if this demon valley is not discovered, three Jindan demon cultivators will be enough."

"If it is discovered..."

Xun Ziyou's tone was slightly cold, "Don't say three, even thirty or three hundred Jindan will be useless."

Mo Hua was stunned and nodded slowly.

This is...

This is Qianxuezhou, there are so many big families and big sects.

Once the Ten Thousand Demon Valley is exposed, no matter how many Jindan demon cultivators are in charge, they are all small dishes and useless.

On the other hand, as long as they are not exposed, three golden cores are indeed enough...

"Then Elder Xun, are you going to go back and call people to wipe out the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley?" Mo Hua asked secretly.

Xun Ziyou was about to speak, but was suddenly startled, looked at Mo Hua, and asked:

"What do you think?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I am a small foundation-building disciple, what can I think?"

Xun Ziyou sighed, "Say whatever you think."

"Oh," Mo Hua rolled his eyes and whispered, "In my opinion... if we just encircle and suppress it like this, it will be easy to cause problems."

"This Ten Thousand Monsters Valley is easy to defend but difficult to attack."

"If there are too few people, it will become a war of attrition and there will be casualties."

"If there are too many people, it will be a mixed bag..."

Mo Hua looked at Xun Ziyou meaningfully, "If there are some unclean people mixed in and make trouble, I'm afraid it will cause greater harm."

Xun Ziyou raised his eyebrows and nodded.

Mo Hua is right.

If you want to keep this kind of thing secret, you can only find the trusted monks of your own sect.

But in this way, it will become Taixu Sect's siege of Wan Yao Valley. Once there are casualties, the losses will be the monks of Taixu Sect.

If you call other sects, it will be easy to leak the news.

"There is another question," Mo Hua continued, "There is an evil formation in front of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. According to the demon cultivators, if you rashly enter the valley, you will be cursed, lose your mind, and die of madness..."

"It can be seen that this evil formation is extremely difficult. If you don't break it, you will definitely suffer heavy casualties if you rush in like this."

"Can't you break it?"

Xun Ziyou asked solemnly.

As soon as he asked it, he regretted it.

He was a late Jindan elder, but he subconsciously placed his hope of breaking the formation on a young disciple in the foundation building stage...

The face of his elder was almost gone.

Fortunately, Mo Hua didn't care, but shook his head seriously and said:

"The formations here are not only evil formations, but also involve some spiritual knowledge. These are not ordinary formations. I haven't figured it out yet..."

General formation masters, even if they are third-grade, can't see the door of these formations if they only learn the orthodox five elements and eight trigrams formations and know nothing about evil formations and Shinto formations.

Xun Ziyou frowned slightly, and then said:

"According to those demon cultivators, 'On the 16th of every month, the moonlight is full, the Ten Thousand Demons Valley opens, and the White Bone Road appears,' can enter the Ten Thousand Demons Valley...""

"Tomorrow is the 16th. When the Ten Thousand Demons Valley opens, I will see if I can get in first, and then act according to the situation."

Mo Hua hurriedly said: "I'll go too."

"Without you."

"What if you encounter a formation? If there is a Shinto formation inside, you don't know what to do, and then you are discovered?"

"Also, when you go in, it's not enough to just hide. "

"We must use the Shinto formation to cover our tracks and isolate others from our perception."

"Do you know how to do this?"

Xun Ziyou was speechless by what Mo Hua said.

Mo Hua repeated, "I'll go too!"

Xun Ziyou hesitated for a moment, sighed, and compromised:

"Follow me, and don't run around after you go in."

"Yeah! "Mo Hua nodded.

A large-scale encirclement and suppression would be too big and would easily alert the enemy.

And it was indeed very risky.

So according to convention, they had to investigate first, find out the enemy's situation, and find out the details before they could take action.

Of course, Mo Hua also had his own little "selfish" desires:

He wanted to go in and see what the evil god was doing.

Also, in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley...would there be a complete inheritance of the Four Symbols Formation and the Shinto Formation?

He was not greedy, and it would be good if he could get a few Four Symbols or Shinto Formation diagrams.

Also, he had to find a way to get the "Demon Refining Diagram" mentioned in the demon cultivator's letter.

See what it was and whether it was what he wanted. The same as...

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly bright.

After that, Xun Ziyou simply wiped the blood on the ground, burned the bodies of the two demon cultivators with Dan fire, and then returned to the depths of the dense forest with Mo Hua.

The two squatted on the big tree and waited patiently.

When the sixteenth month is full and the Ten Thousand Demon Valley opens, find a way to find an opportunity to sneak into the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

But before that, you have to wait patiently and make some preparations.

On the towering tree.

Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the thick branches, holding two black robes in his hands, which were taken off from the two demon cultivators.

He looked at the black robe over and over again, and then took it apart bit by bit along the seams and stitches.

Soon, the black robe was also taken apart by Mo Hua. It became a piece of cloth.

And Mo Hua also found what he wanted in the black robe.

The "array pattern sequence" in the Shinto array!

"Sure enough..."

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

When he first saw the black robe on the demon cultivator, he felt strange.

These black robes look ordinary, but they can conceal the body shape and the breath of the demon cultivator to a certain extent.

Moreover, the closer to the dense forest, the better the concealing effect of the black robe seems to be.

Mo Hua calculated the array of the dense forest and obtained some basic Shinto array patterns.

Now that the black robe has been removed and verified, Mo Hua found that the Shinto array pattern in the black robe is exactly the same as that in the dense forest.

Moreover, there are more on the black robe. Clear sequence array pattern!

In other words, the array of the dense forest and the black robe is a system.

He can replace the two dead demon cultivators by "copying" the sequence array pattern, communicate with the divine array system in the dense forest, and use the array of the opposite side to cover up his own breath.

In this way, in addition to the means of concealment, there is also a divine sense isolation.

Even if you enter the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, it will not be easy to be discovered.

Mo Hua nodded.

He took out two Taoist robes, one large and one small.

These two Taoist robes are custom-made spiritual tools, and there is no array drawn on them.

The small one is for his own use, and the big one was originally prepared to be sold after the array is drawn.

Now it is just used as a "array medium".

While there was still plenty of time, Mo Hua drew the same divine formation as the dense forest on two Taoist robes, and modified the sequence of the formation patterns.

Now these two Taoist robes have the same effect as the black robes on the demon cultivators.

Mo Hua handed the big Taoist robe to Xun Ziyou.

"Elder, put this on."

Xun Ziyou didn't understand.

Mo Hua only said: "It's used to cover up the breath, so you can sneak into the Ten Thousand Demons Valley..."

He didn't explain the complicated formation principle, and it was estimated that even if he did, Elder Xun wouldn't understand it.

Xun Ziyou was very self-aware, nodded, and obediently put on the Taoist robe.

After being well prepared, the two waited patiently on the tree.

When he was free, Mo Hua looked at the demon cultivators under the tree.

As he looked at them, Mo Hua felt a little complicated.

Most of these seemingly ferocious demon cultivators who ate raw meat and drank blood were once disciples of the sects in the Qianxuezhou realm like himself.

But now, it is probably impossible for them to become human again.

Once they practice demon skills, they will gradually move closer to demon beasts from body to mind, and they will never be able to turn back...

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

Then, he felt emotional again.

Most of these disciples who were lured or forced to practice demon skills seemed to be from small and medium-sized families...

The young demon cultivator who was killed just now was like this.

The "missing" and "dead" disciples found in the files of the Demon Refining Mountain before were also like this.

In this world, independent cultivators are shrimps, small families are small fish, and big families are big fish.

Small fish eat shrimps.

Big fish not only eat shrimps, but small fish also eat them.

This kind of oppression is not only reflected in family power.

In the sect, among the disciples, all kinds of oppression and oppression will also occur...

The evil god, or the minions of the evil god, seems to be using this kind of "oppression" to infiltrate.

But is it really just like this?

Mo Hua frowned.

The children of small and medium-sized families were oppressed and had to submit, thus being "infiltrated" by the evil god and becoming his minions.

What about the children of other big families?

Will the evil god really let them go?

Mo Hua's eyes were a little solemn.

Time passed by little by little.

On the bank of the blood stream below, in front of the white bone beach, monsters gathered, and the atmosphere changed from noisy to quiet, and from quiet to oppressive silence.

Finally, unknowingly, it was the night of the sixteenth.

The moon was full, but with a hint of evil.

The blood flowing in the blood stream gradually boiled, and the white bones on both sides trembled slightly.

The monsters gathered together, and it was difficult to endure the restlessness and fear in their hearts.

A bloody causal energy suddenly surged in the distance.

Mo Hua's eyes condensed, knowing that the gate of the Ten Thousand Monster Valley in the darkness had slowly opened...