Asking about longevity

"Yes, it's time to use the expression I taught you..."

Mo Hua sent a letter to Ouyang Mu and gave him instructions remotely.

Ouyang Mu suddenly felt inexplicably happy.

The expression he had practiced all night finally came into use.

He was serious at first, to show that he was firm in his heart and unmoved, but his eyes were still slightly evasive, showing his inner vacillation and his desire for a higher level of sword-making...

The evil weapon master smiled slightly.

He took the bait!

This kid, his emotions were all on his face, and his thoughts were written on his face. You could tell at a glance.

Although his expression was a little stiff.

But it is normal for a dull person to be entangled in his heart and look stiff.

The evil weapon master continued, "This Ten Thousand Monsters Valley is heavily guarded and closed off everywhere. The only central road out of the valley is controlled by the leader."

The evil weapon master's eyes fixed, "That is a road blocked by a very profound and obscure formation. So far, I have only seen this formation drawn by the leader."

"If you don't understand the essence of the formation, let alone an ordinary second-grade formation master, even a third-grade or fourth-grade formation master will be helpless..."

Speaking of this, the evil weapon master suddenly felt a little emotional.

"The difference between formation masters is much greater than that between weapon refiners."

"The barriers between formations are also far deeper and more unknowable than those between weapon refiners..."

"No wonder our status as weapon refiners is far inferior to that of formation masters..."

The evil weapon master turned his head and looked at Ouyang Mu, saying in a hoarse voice:

"I tell you this to make you understand that since you have entered the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley, you should give up and not have unrealistic fantasies."

"Instead of fearlessly resisting and dying here, being eaten by monsters and leaving no bones, it is better to carry the burden and move forward, and spend the rest of your life forging swords."

"Even if you step into the evil path, even if you are doomed, you must not lose the ambition to forge the supreme sword..."

...

Mo Hua felt a little surprised when he heard it.

This old evil weapon master actually has such ambitions, which is quite... impressive.

Moreover, the news he revealed is also very intriguing.

The only central avenue out of the valley is controlled by the "leader".

A very profound and obscure formation blocked the road.

Third- and fourth-grade formation masters might be helpless...

Could it be... the Shinto formation?

And this "leader" can control the Shinto formation, which means that he is very likely a Shinto formation master?

Mo Hua was slightly surprised.

A genuine Shinto formation master...

He must be a master!

If there is a chance, I must meet him, learn something from him, and then find a way to kill him.

The Shinto formation must be learned.

But the Shinto formation master must not be left!

After hearing the words of the evil weapon master, Xiao Mu was still a little confused and at a loss.

Mo Hua continued to guide him to act:

"Look a little desperate..."

"You have to think that you can't get out, and you will be trapped here for the rest of your life. You can only be an evil weapon master for the rest of your life, and you can't become a real swordsmith..."

Ouyang Mu's expression was indeed desperate.

"Then his eyes were thoughtful, a little tangled..."

"I was struggling with myself, whether to stick to the right path and die rather than obey, or to settle for the next best thing and forge the evil sword in pursuit of the way of refining weapons..."

It goes without saying that Ouyang Mu was very tangled.

"Finally, his eyes were firm and he made up his mind..."

"Even if it was to forge an evil sword, he would become an unparalleled evil sword master, forge the world's number one evil sword, and strive for the supreme way of swords!"

Ouyang Mu automatically changed the word "evil sword" to "spiritual sword", and then a surge of impulse really surged in his heart.

"Yes, that's right, I want to be the greatest sword master!"

Ouyang Mu's expression was dull, as firm as a mountain, and his two eyes burst out with fighting spirit and enthusiasm like flames.

The evil weapon master was stunned, and even felt that Ouyang Mu was a little dazzling at this time.

This purest obsession with sword forging made him feel ashamed of himself.

But in a flash, all these emotions were hidden.

The evil weapon master nodded and said, "Very good!"

Many times, people's words can be false, but emotions cannot be false.

Ouyang Mu's mental journey was almost clearly presented on his face, which was more convincing than his words.

The evil weapon master believed that he was very accurate in judging people and would not make mistakes.

As he did yesterday, he took out a bone and handed it to Ouyang Mu, saying lightly:

"Refine this bone and fuse it with the refined iron. Since you are a disciple of the Ouyang family, you should know the weapon refining techniques, so I don't need to say more..."

The tone of this remark was cold, but the attitude was much more relaxed.

Ouyang Mu hesitated for a moment, looked down at his sleeves, and saw a word from Mo Hua: "Refine."

What the old demon cultivator said was wrong, but it was not wrong either.

After a person dies, the bones are just dead things. Simply refining them and fusing them with refined iron is not a big deal, and it is not enough to degenerate into an evil weapon master all of a sudden.

But it is forbidden to use human blood, human skin, and human bones to refine weapons...

This law is strictly stipulated by the Dao Court.

Because once it is not strictly stipulated, there will be loopholes.

Once a refiner starts to use human bones to refine weapons, it will become a habit over time, and he may even take the initiative to kill people, destroy families, and peel human bones to refine weapons.

Don't do evil even if it is small.

So it is necessary to nip it in the bud.

At this time, Ouyang Mu was in a special situation. He was coerced by the demon cultivator. If he didn't do something special and refine some human bones, his life would be gone, so it was excusable.

Even in the Daoting Division, there is a saying.

This is called "emergency avoidance".

Mo Hua often deals with Gu Changhuai, the director of the Daoting Division, and knows a lot of this kind of small knowledge.

Ouyang Mu was relieved.

"Senior Brother Mo knows a lot. If he asks me to refine, then let's refine..."

So he silently took the bones, refined the bones according to the refining process, and melted them into the fine iron beside him.

The old demon cultivator stared at it for a while, relieved, and turned to do his own thing.

In the dark green furnace fire, the bones melted little by little and merged with the fine iron...

Once refining, Ouyang Mu was very focused and his attitude was meticulous.

After a while, Mo Hua couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent a letter:

"You can work a little bit..."

"Ah?"

Ouyang Mu was stunned.

The old demon cultivator beside him frowned and looked over when he heard the sound, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ouyang Mu shook his head, "Nothing, I made a mistake..."

It's normal to make a mistake when refining a weapon.

The old demon cultivator didn't care, so he turned his head and continued to stare at a piece of demon skin paper in his hand, which had something written on it, and pondered it carefully.

But he still divided some of his attention to monitor Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu pretended to be honest for a while, and then looked at the letter transmission order, and saw Mo Hua's letter transmission:

"Take a while, don't refine so fast, it seems that you are very tormented in your heart. Although you have decided to embark on the path of the 'evil swordsman', you haven't changed your mind for a while, so you are hesitant..."

"Otherwise, if you refine so quickly and finish refining this white bone, that old thing will definitely let you refine other more evil things..."

Ouyang Mu nodded.

As expected of Senior Brother Mo, he is really thoughtful.

I can't think of these.

So he looked entangled, and the speed of refining the bones slowed down. Occasionally, he frowned and looked painful, and even deliberately made some small mistakes, appearing absent-minded.

The old demon cultivator saw all of this.

He didn't say anything.

Until Ouyang Mu finished refining the bone, most of the time had passed, and the old demon cultivator said:

"That's it for today, I will teach you something else tomorrow."

Ouyang Mu put down the fine iron in his hand that melted the dead bones, and silently breathed a sigh of relief. He bowed to the old demon cultivator, but didn't say anything.

After a while, a demon cultivator came in and took Ouyang Mu away.

After Ouyang Mu left, the old demon cultivator picked up the fine iron, glanced at it, and nodded, saying: "It's the sword-making method of the Ouyang family..."

He was quite emotional after saying that.

Then, he sneered again, "You are so slow, trying to fool me..."

"But it doesn't matter," the old demon cultivator sighed, his eyes meaningful, and murmured: "Just refine the sword for me..."

After the old demon cultivator finished speaking, he took out the demon skin paper again, and stroked the picture on it with trembling fingers, looking at it as if it were a treasure.

Mo Hua was far away and the angle was not good, so it was vague and he couldn't see clearly what was drawn on the demon skin paper.

He wanted to take the opportunity to get closer, but felt that there was a risk, so he gave up.

Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.

Mo Hua returned quietly from a long distance.

He first returned to his formation secret room.

Now, this long-sealed secret room in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley has become his "base".

Mo Hua first reported the situation to Elder Xun Ziyou so that they could have a bottom line in their hearts.

Then he summarized all the known information.

Then Mo Hua scratched his head and realized a problem:

It seems that he has been in this Wan Yao Valley for a long time...

It doesn't matter to him, he can stay there all the time, but it's different for Xiao Mu and the other two. They were captured, and the longer they stay, the worse the situation will be.

Moreover, Mo Hua almost forgot that he is now a disciple of the sect.

He still has to go to class.

Although Elder Xun can ask for leave for him, it is not good to ask for too much leave, as the homework will fall behind.

What's more, there is Mr. Xun.

At this point, Mr. Xun may know everything, so he can't let him worry even more.

Mo Hua nodded.

"We need to speed up..."

The current progress is still too slow.

The Wan Yao Valley is so big, and I don't know how long it will take for me to figure it out.

"First rescue Xiao Mu and the other two, and then according to the old rules, call Elder Xun to flatten the Wan Yao Valley, and then I will go back and slowly get the wool..."

...

Outside the Wan Yao Valley. Xun Ziyou frowned as he looked at the bloody valley in front of him.

These days, he had been stationed outside with the elders and disciples of the inner sect, and it was impossible for him to do nothing.

But there was a stream of bones and blood in front of them, and they couldn't get through.

Xun Ziyou invited the third-grade formation master elders in Taixu Sect to come and take a look.

Several formation master elders studied for several days, and their expressions were confused at first, but then they became more and more solemn.

"Ziyou, this is a place to raise evil spirits."

A gentle and elegant formation elder in Taixu Sect said.

This formation elder is also the descendant of Mr. Xun. His surname is Xun and his name is Zixian. He is one of the top third-grade formation elders in the inner sect of Taixu Sect.

"Raising evil spirits?"

Xun Ziyou was startled.

"That's right." Xun Zixian said, "What you said before is right. The kid Mo Hua's vision is really vicious. He can see everything in general..."

Xun Zixian sighed: "There is indeed an evil array set up here, using bones as media and blood and water as ink, forming a place for 'nurturing evil spirits'."

"But Mo Hua is only a second-grade formation master after all. Although his talents and abilities are... amazing, he is extremely talented..."

Xun Zixian used the words "amazing talent and beauty".

He is a third-level formation elder in the Golden Core Realm with a family background, and is well-informed.

But despite this, he still felt that Mo Hua's formation talent was a bit incredible.

In fact, it is precisely because of his family background and extensive knowledge that he truly understands that the four words "amazing talent and stunning beauty" are not an exaggeration at all when applied to ink painting.

The elders and disciples here have no knowledge of formations and are not proficient in formations. It is almost impossible for them to understand how outrageous Mo Hua's formation attainments are.

But having said that, Mo Hua is still only a second-grade formation master after all.

Xun Zixian said: "Limited by his cultivation level and the rank of the formation master, there are some things that Mo Hua, a child, cannot see through."

Of course, this is a problem with the formation pattern brought about by the realm, so I don’t blame him...

Xun Zixian silently thought to himself.

"What do you mean?" Xun Ziyou asked.

Xun Ziyou raised his head, glanced at the Ten Thousand Demons Valley in front of him, and said in a solemn tone:

"This Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is an evil building with a large formation running through the whole. These evil formations are just a part of it."

"Furthermore, this organization is very special. It must come from some kind of demon sect with a long tradition. If my prediction is correct, it should be..."

"Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain?" Xun Ziyou asked.

He is an elder of the Taixu Sect, and he knows a lot about these demonic giants.

Xun Zixian nodded.

Xun Ziyou frowned, "It turned out to be Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain..."

But even though he was there, he still wondered: "I still don't quite understand how this evil formation is so powerful? Is it a second-grade or a third-grade? We, the elders of the Golden Core Realm, can't rush through it?"

Xun Zixian said: "I don't want to play harp to a cow. You just need to know that you can't get through it for the time being."

He looks elegant, but sometimes he can be quite irritating when he talks.

Formation masters all have this arrogant problem.

In comparison, ink paintings seem too "cute".

Xun Ziyou sighed, "Just put it simply so that I can roughly understand it... This matter is of great importance. If it were normal, I wouldn't get to the bottom of it, but now the situation is special, so you can tell me at least."

Xun Zixian was silent for a moment, and felt that it made sense. He pondered for a moment, pointed to the land of blood and bones in front of him, and said:

"There are many evil spirits living in front of this place."

"I know this, you and Mo Hua both said it." Xunzi said leisurely.

"But these evil spirits don't actually live here."

Xunzi was startled, "What do you mean?"

Xun Zixian frowned, "I haven't seen the specific formation diagram of this inner principle, so it's hard to say for sure, but visual inspection shows that the formation here is a mixture of virtual and real."

"A mix of fiction and reality?"

Xun Zixian said: "With some great power, the present world and spiritual thoughts are initially reflected and integrated, and constructed through formations."

The fusion of reality and divine thoughts?

Xun Ziyou took a breath of cold air, "What level of power is this?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, his eyes serious.

He had some vague guesses in his mind, but he couldn't express them clearly.

And part of it involves the secret of Taixu's divine mind transforming into a sword, "God-killing". When he was a formation master before, he was also interested in the way of divine mind, and also studied a little bit of the divine mind method.

But the method of spiritual thought was too difficult and harsh, and he couldn't get through it.

Moreover, some rumors were difficult to tell whether they were true or false, and he had no way of confirming them.

"You said this is a large formation. It shouldn't be...a large formation, right?" Xun Ziyou was a little worried.

"No, the formation is not that easy to build." Xun Zixian said.

"That's good..." Xunzi breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Can you solve this formation?"

Xun Zixian sighed: "If I could solve it, I would have solved it long ago."

Then he showed an expression that showed he disdains playing the harp to a cow, but he has no choice but to play the harp to a cow:

"Besides, I told you before that this formation is based on divine thoughts. The real formation media, formation patterns, formation hubs and formation eyes are all hidden deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."

"The evil spirits in front of you seem to be right in front of you. If you rush past them, they will swallow up your consciousness."

"But its body is actually not here at all."

"This is a place where evil spirits are raised, but it is just a projection of the real place where evil spirits are raised. We have no idea where these evil spirits are being 'fed'..."

Xun Zixian said this phrase more than once.

But Xun Ziyou still didn't really understand it, so even though Xun Zixian said it again, he still seemed to understand.

However, he couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only pretend to understand and nodded.

Then he frowned, "Where does such a weird formation come from?"

Xun Zixian looked solemn, frowned in thought, and suddenly asked:

"That kid in Mo Hua, did he mention the 'Shinto Formation' to you?"

"Yes." Xun Ziyou nodded, and then asked: "Is this a 'Shinto formation'?"

Xun Zixian thought about it carefully and sighed, "It's very similar...but I can't say for sure. The Shinto formation has been almost lost. Let alone the complete formation diagram, there are only a few incomplete records."

"But if this is really a Shinto formation..."

Xun Zixian's eyes became extremely solemn, and his tone became much more serious, "Then this Wan Yao Valley may contain a whole lineage of extremely profound Shinto formations."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to construct such a complete, exquisite, and large-scale Shinto formation system..."

"And the formation master who can lay out such a large-scale, almost lost Shinto formation is probably... very scary..."

Xun Ziyou's expression changed, "Then Mo Hua and the others, aren't they in danger?"

Xun Zixian nodded and sighed, "Hold the Void Sword Order given to you by the ancestor in your hand. Once an accident occurs, never save it."

Xun Ziyou nodded seriously.

Then he remembered to tell Mo Hua about this.

Mo Hua was in there, and knowing more would be more useful.

But there were too many words, and the Yuan magnetic induction was disturbed, so it couldn't be sent out for a while, or it was sent out intermittently.

He could only be patient and send it out bit by bit.

…

Inside the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

Mo Hua received the message, but the message was intermittent, and the ink was stuck together and could not be distinguished for the time being.

If you don't read a large piece of text together, it is easy to cause ambiguity.

He planned to read it later.

And soon, Ouyang Mu began to learn to refine the evil sword under the guidance of Mo Hua and the old demon cultivator.

Mo Hua was naturally not as proficient as Ouyang Mu in the specific refining process.

But Mo Hua could clearly tell which materials could be used, which techniques had problems, and which would cause evil thoughts to enter the mind.

Ouyang Mu was a little perfunctory in refining because of this.

But the old demon cultivator seemed to turn a blind eye and didn't care at all.

After refining for a while, the old demon cultivator nodded, and there was a trace of undetectable sharpness in his turbid eyes:

"Now, I will teach you how to forge the sword bone."

Ouyang Mu frowned.

Other things can be fooled, but the sword bone is the core of sword forging. It is clear whether it is good or evil, and it can't be perfunctory at all.

Ouyang Mu said: "I can forge sword bones..."

"No, you can't." The old demon cultivator smiled grimly, his voice hoarse, "What I teach you to refine is not an ordinary sword bone, but..."

The old demon cultivator paused, his turbid eyes were unusually deep, and his tone was also somewhat indescribably weird.

"The sword bone of the natal magic weapon used to advance to the golden elixir!"