Asking about longevity

Chapter 786 Tiger Stripes (Added update for leader Xiao Baibai’s Carrot Boss~)

The dark clouds in the sky are like ghosts, the mountains and rivers in the distance are like demons, blood flows into streams on both sides, and bones pave the road under the feet.

The ink painting has a relaxed expression and light steps.

Jian Gu Gu was worried and followed step by step.

After walking for a while, Mo Hua turned to look at the sword bones, with a bit of contempt in his tone, "Didn't you say that there are so many evil spirits in the Demon Refining Picture? Where are the evil spirits?"

He has walked all the way and still hasn't seen a single evil spirit.

This demon refining picture can't be fake, right?

I shouldn’t have traveled in vain...

Jian Gugu said sarcastically: "How did I know..."

It's also the first time it's come in.

If given a choice, it would never want to come in for the rest of its life.

Mo Hua looked around for a while, shook his head, and thought:

"That's all, let's save people first. The temple is here, where can the 'monk' run to?"

He was focused on nothing else, sensing the breath on the bone path.

Among these breaths, there are some unclean and evil thoughts mixed with evil spirits, and there are also a few clean and pure monks' thoughts.

If the three Xiao Mumu were "sacrificially sacrificed" to the Demon Refining Map, they would have been escorted deep into the Demon Refining Map by the demon cultivators along the bone passage at their feet.

Mo Hua couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Fortunately, although the scenery along the way was gloomy, it was safe and smooth.

In this way, until you reach the end of the Bone Road, you will see a valley in front of you. The mouth of the valley is like a gaping maw of a monster.

Mo Hua was startled and frowned slightly.

He continued walking inside and entered the valley. In front of him was a road, followed by some sculptures of monsters and some jagged peaks and valleys.

The more I looked at the ink painting, the more familiar it became. After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly felt enlightened.

Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

The terrain of the Demon Refining Map is very similar to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley outside.

Although there are many differences, the overall pattern seems to be carved from the same mold.

Mo Hua recalled what Elder Xun Zixian said:

"The formation in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is a mixture of reality and reality..."

"...Using some great power, the present world and divine thoughts are initially reflected and integrated, and constructed through formations."

Only then did Mo Hua understand what this sentence meant.

Virtual reality.

The real world and the nightmare merge.

The same seems to be true of the River Temple in the small fishing village.

Through the real world, a certain kind of nightmare is constructed, and then through the nightmare, it in turn affects the real world.

"The present world is the basis of the nightmare, and the nightmare reacts on the present world?"

"Is this the high-end use of the evil god's mind power?"

Mo Hua raised his head again and looked at the surrounding scene.

The nightmares in the current demon refining map are born out of reality, but they seem to have minimal impact on the "real world".

Is it because the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has not yet been fully constructed?

Or is it because...the real evil god has not yet awakened, so he cannot use the real power of the evil god yet?

Mo Hua couldn't help but think:

If the Great Wild Evil God truly awakens...

And He really did successfully build a demon purgatory somewhere. Couldn't it be that he could bring the "demon purgatory" directly to the world through his monstrous evil thoughts?

At that time, what will really happen is that all life will be in ruins and the world will be like a prison? !

Mo Hua was startled by his guess, and felt a huge chill in his heart.

Could the evil god really... have such terrifying abilities?

If this is true... the evil god is really revived, and evil thoughts spread wantonly in the dark.

On the surface, everything seems to be fine in the prosperous Jiuzhou cultivation world, but in an instant, it may be swallowed up by an endless terrifying nightmare, torn to pieces, and corpses are everywhere.

Prosperous on the surface, corrupt on the inside.

The towering building collapsed in just a moment...

Mo Hua looked solemnly and finally sighed.

The reality of this world becomes clearer when you see it, and the more terrifying you feel. Under such a crisis, ordinary monks may still be peaceful and peaceful, singing and dancing...

"Born in sorrow, died in happiness..."

Mo Hua shook his head, but then he thought about it, there was nothing he could do about these things at the moment.

The sky fell, but a tall man held it up.

It shouldn't be the turn of a young foundation-building monk like myself to worry about such major events in Kyushu at the moment.

It's important to save people first...

Mo Hua comforted himself, then temporarily put all this behind him, and continued to search for traces of the "sacrificial" trio of Xiaomu.

After walking like this for a while, they arrived at a stone path, and Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts moved.

"found it!"

There are obvious traces of demon cultivators walking on the ground, and the evil spirit is strong.

The monk's spiritual aura is also very obvious.

Mo Hua raised his head.

On a wide stone path in the distance, several demons were carrying three strange coffins that were dark and engraved with demon patterns, and were walking forward step by step.

In front of the team, there was a tall demon cultivator leading the way.

And this steward is none other than Jin Gui.

In other words, it is Jin Gui’s demon cultivator soul.

The ink painting did not hide the figure, and the sword bones did not contain the breath.

Both sides are aware of each other.

Jin Gui, who was walking in front, suddenly waved his hand and said, "Stop!" Then he turned his head and looked at Mo Hua. Of course, the main thing was the "sword bone" beside Mo Hua.

The sword bones are groveling in front of the ink painting.

But when he was alive, he was an old demon cultivator who was proficient in forging evil swords and possessed sinister skills.

What was transformed after death was a "sword demon" covered in white bones and evil swords, with tall bones and awe-inspiring demonic aura.

Just by looking at it, it’s very “scary”.

Jin Gui's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, but he was not afraid. He sneered:

"The young master said that there is a rat in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, which is secretly doing evil and ruining the young master's plan... But I didn't expect that you could really chase him here..."

Jin Gui's eyes were burning, staring at Jian Gutou.

Jian Gutou was silent for a moment, and suddenly he was startled, and his pale face was stunned for a moment.

Rat?

Who?

Me?

"No, I'm just a guide, it has nothing to do with me..."

It wanted to clarify.

But when it thought that Mo Hua was right beside it, and this little ancestor didn't say anything, it naturally didn't dare to speak on its own initiative.

More importantly, it looked at itself, who was tall, with a bony sword and a sinister aura, and then looked at Mo Hua, who was a tiny child next to it.

It felt that its clarification seemed to have no persuasiveness at all.

After all, no matter how you look at it, Mo Hua is the "guide".

And itself, without looking, looks like the "mastermind".

Jian Gutou felt like a big black pot was stuck on his forehead.

As expected, all the demon cultivators' eyes were focused on him viciously.

Jian Gutou's eyes turned black.

Of course, it was a bone, and its eye sockets were empty, so it was originally black.

Jin Gui looked at the sword demon in front of him with vigilance, and saw that it didn't move for some reason and didn't say a word, which made him a little confused.

At this time, he saw the "inconspicuous" Mo Hua standing next to Jian Gutou.

He just glanced at it and passed it by.

A sword demon and a little ghost, although this combination is a bit strange, it doesn't matter as long as they are killed.

But then he was stunned, looked back again, and was suddenly startled. His emotions were a little out of control, and he pointed at Mo Hua and said:

"Do you... have a brother?"

Mo Hua was also stunned by his question.

Jin Gui said again in a hateful voice: "Is your brother called 'Mo Hua'?!"

Mo Hua: "..."

Jin Gui looked at Mo Hua again, and his eyes suddenly widened at his appearance and expression, "No!"

"You... are Mo Hua!"

He finally recognized him.

But then, he frowned again, "Why... have you become smaller?"

Mo Hua's eyes were a little cold.

Jin Gui stared at Mo Hua for a while, his expression suddenly cleared, and he murmured:

"This is not the real world. When you enter this place, you exist in the form of your own mind, which means..."

Jin Gui sneered, "No matter how old you are, no matter how your appearance changes, you are still a naive and childish kid who can't grow up!"

Mo Hua looked at Jin Gui with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

And Jin Gui still didn't know it.

He was still immersed in his past "hatred".

He remembered clearly that he led a group of junior brothers to hunt the pig monster.

Unfortunately, this pig demon, for some reason, fell into the hands of several young disciples of Taixu Sect.

He just took the pig demon away as it was supposed to be, but suffered an unspeakable humiliation for it.

This little ghost named "Mohua" and several of his fellow disciples plotted against him.

After that, he stripped his clothes, hung him on a tree, and drew a turtle on him, making him look ugly.

"Mohua..."

Even if this little ghost turned into ashes, he would never forget it.

If he didn't cut him into pieces, he would not be able to vent his hatred!

"Okay, okay!" Jin Gui's expression was distorted, and he grinned, "After searching everywhere for something, I finally got it without any effort!"

"I have long wanted to kill you quietly to avenge my previous shame, but I never found the chance."

"Today, you actually came to my door! Then don't blame me, I will kill you one by one, and eat your mind alive!"

Mo Hua's expression was calm, without any joy or anger, and he didn't even take Jin Gui seriously.

Jin Gui thought Mo Hua was scared, smiled coldly, waved his hand, and ordered:

"Go!"

A group of demon cultivators beside him put down the coffin and rushed towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua stood there with his hands behind his back, indifferent, but looked at the sword bone next to him.

Jian bone was stunned.

What do you mean? You want me to go?

This little ancestor doesn't even want to move his hands?

Seeing that a group of demon cultivators were about to rush in front of him, Jian Gutou had no choice but to draw out two bone swords, generate a stream of demonic energy, and fight with this group of demon cultivators.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, the demon cultivators were killed and retreated step by step.

Jian Gutou was suddenly stunned again.

It suddenly realized that as a "sword demon", it seemed... still quite strong?

The battle with Mo Hua almost broke its heart.

It almost thought that it was a humble, incompetent, ant-like waste demon.

But now after fighting with other demon cultivators, it suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be too weak, but because some people were too strong?

Jian Gutou's spirit was lifted, demonic energy rose, and his arrogance instantly became arrogant.

It used a sword to cut a demon cultivator in half.

Then its body swelled up, and the bone sword on its body was like a limb, strangling another demon cultivator completely.

Seeing this, Jin Gui's expression suddenly became solemn.

He glanced at Mo Hua again and thought:

"No wonder this kid is so fearless, it turns out there is such a powerful 'Sword Demon' protecting him."

"But..." Jin Gui frowned, "Isn't this Sword Demon a monster?"

"How can he, an upright disciple of the Taixu Sect, have monsters as his guards? Could it be that the Taixu Sect, which has always prided itself on being pure and upright, has also begun to degenerate?"

Seeing the sword bones, he was about to kill all the demon cultivators.

Jin Gui finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He also had to fulfill the Young Master's instructions and send the souls of these three imps to the depths of the Demon Refining Map, so he couldn't waste too much time.

Jin Gui's eyes showed murderous intent, and he roared like a wild beast, and then the roar gradually became louder, like a tiger.

The four-elephant black tiger demon array lights up.

At the same time, his body gradually grew in size, grew tawny hair, and transformed into a bloodthirsty and powerful tiger.

Then he flashed out of the way, and in a flash, he was in front of the sword bone.

A tiger demon and a sword demon fought together.

Demonic and demonic auras intertwined.

Tiger claws clash with bone swords.

The demonic wind roared and the demonic energy whimpered. Both demons aroused their ferocity, and it was hard to tell the winner.

Mo Hua watched silently.

At the same time, he was silently calculating in his mind.

While the sword bone of the "Sword Demon" was fighting with all his strength against the "demonized" Jin Gui, and they were evenly matched, he silently deduced the four-elephant tiger pattern on Jin Gui's back.

He has long been eyeing this tiger stripe.

The tiger is the king of beasts, and among the many kinds of monsters, its strength is also at the top.

Demon cultivators with "tiger stripes" painted on them are rare in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

So far, I have only seen one ink painting on Jin Gui.

This is a rare demon pattern.

If you want to get it, you have to kill Jin Gui, take off his clothes, and copy them from his body.

Either let him go all out, activate the demon marks, fight with others, and spend some time by himself to record the derivation of these "demon marks".

Both of these methods are more troublesome, and there has never been a chance before.

Now the sword bone happens to be here, and it and the two evil spirits Jin and Gui are evenly matched, and they "pecking each other", which just gives me the opportunity to "calculate".

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly deep, and he was deducing calmly.

With the golden bones and golden nobles, one turned into a sword demon and the other turned into a tiger monster. Their auras were powerful, and the battle was going on like a life-and-death duel.

While the ink painting is counting, they are typing.

When the ink drawings were finished, they were still being typed.

Mo Hua silently memorized the complete "Four-Elephant Black Tiger Demon Pattern Array" in his mind. When he raised his head and looked at the battle between these two evil spirits, he couldn't help but feel a little bored and even a little sleepy.

The two sides in the fierce battle were obviously not feeling well either.

The sword bones had been "ravaged" by ink paintings before, and their vitality had been damaged, so it was fine in a short-term battle. Once a long-term battle, the evil power would easily be exhausted.

Jin Gui realized that he would not be able to defeat this "powerful" sword demon in a short period of time.

He must fight quickly!

Jin Gui used a tiger paw to swing open the sword bone and said loudly:

"This fellow Taoist, with such a Taoist practice, why should he submit to others and protect this little brat?"

Sword Bones was startled, speechless in his heart.

What stupid thing is this idiot saying?

Where did I get the moral integrity to protect this little ancestor?

It felt ashamed to hear this.

But it was covered in bones, and even though it had a lot of emotions inside, it was gloomy and cold on the outside and didn't show it at all.

Jin Gui then advised: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you abandon the darkness and turn to the light? Give up this little brat and take refuge in my Ten Thousand Demons Valley. Maybe you can become a great demon who dominates the world in the future!"

Jian Gugu sneered in his heart.

Ignorant people are fearless, and they are still the great devil who dominates the world?

You know shit!

Jin Gui frowned and sighed in his heart:

What a loyal old devil!

I provoked it with words, but it didn't show any emotion at all? Do you have to protect this kid Zhou Quan?

Where did this kid come from to make a sword demon so loyal?

"In this case, we can only find another way..." Jin Gui said silently in his heart.

Then he gritted his fangs and gave a sudden roar, sounding like a vicious tiger.

The tiger stripes on his body spread all over his body, they were so bright that they were dazzling, and the demonic power surged under the bloody skin, even bursting the flesh and bleeding.

Jian Gugu's heart trembled.

This beast wants to fight for his life?

"Damn, it's such a bad time. When you meet such a stupid young man, who has no grievances and no grudges, can't you just show off? Why risk your life?"

"The demon cultivators really have no brains!"

The sword bone cursed in its heart, but it did not dare to slack off at all.

As a wave of demonic energy rose, the jagged white bones on the sword's head also transformed into the final "sword demon" form.

This battle is about life and death.

But just when the sword bones were ready for a life-and-death battle with Jin Gui, Jin Gui made a feint, bypassed him, and like a tiger, pounced towards the ink painting a little further away.

Jian Gugu was stunned.

You don't want to separate life and death from yourself, but you want to kill that little ancestor?

It looked at Jin Gui with a hint of confusion in its eyes, and then turned into deep "admiration".

This kind of temperament that emerges from Jin Gui's body may be called "courage"...

On the other side, Jin Gui noticed that Sword Bones was not chasing after him, and thought to himself:

"As expected, this sword demon is quite powerful. If he can be on par with his demonized self, he will definitely not be inferior to others."

"It's 'protecting' this kid, so it must have some hidden agenda and can't help itself."

"In this case, let's 'catch the thief first, capture the king' and kill this brat first. Maybe the sword demon will be grateful to me..."

When Jin Gui thought of this, he moved faster.

Mo Hua's hateful little face was getting closer and closer.

Jin Gui's smile became more and more ferocious.

He could even imagine what this delicate little face would look like after being torn apart by his sharp claws.

Soon, he approached Mo Hua, and then with a fierce smile, he tore at Mo Hua with his tiger claws.

But the next moment, the scene he imagined did not appear.

Mo Hua was safe and sound, and did not even move.

On the contrary, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Jin Gui turned his head and saw that his arm had been cut off without knowing when!

He didn't even see how it was cut off!

"Who?"

"Who cut my arm?!"

Jin Gui's pupils shook violently.

The next moment, he found Mo Hua standing in front of him, with a calm face, as if looking at an ant.

An unbelievable thought came to his mind.

"How is this possible?"

"Outside, it would take some effort to kill you..." Mo Hua's voice was clear and his tone was calm:

"But here, killing you is no harder than crushing an ant..."

Then Mo Hua pointed out with a finger.

A golden thread passed by.

An irresistible killing intent descended.

Jin Gui's ferocious expression was still on his face, and the next moment, it was torn into pieces by the golden light and completely dissipated.

It took less than three breaths.

Jin Gui's soul was completely killed.

Mo Hua didn't even move his feet.

The surroundings were instantly much quieter.

Jian Gu's bones looked at him, and his bones couldn't help but tremble.

It was equally powerful as Jin Gui.

This little ancestor killed Jin Gui in three breaths. If he really wanted to kill it, it would definitely take less than two breaths.

It was probably just a matter of a moment...

Jian Gutou looked solemn, and warned himself silently in his heart:

"My attitude towards this little ancestor before was too arrogant. I must be more "polite" in the future..."