Asking about longevity

"There is another door?"

Xun Ziyou was a little surprised.

"Yeah."

Mo Hua nodded.

He stared at the Demon Refining Picture in front of him again.

In the nightmare constructed by the Demon Refining Picture, most of the Shinto formations were destroyed by him, and most of the monsters were eaten by him.

Now the Demon Refining Picture in reality is less gloomy and lacks the charm of the formation, like the remains of a formation medium.

And nightmares are a reflection of reality.

The "nightmare" in the Demon Refining Picture is constructed based on the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley in the world. There will be differences between the two, but the pattern is similar.

The Demon Refining Picture in the nightmare is a blank mural.

Behind the mural, there is another world.

In the present world, there should be some special things after refining the demon map...

Mo Hua said to Xun Ziyou:

"Elder Xun, break through this mural."

"Break through?"

"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded, "There is something inside."

Xun Ziyou frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, nodded, took out his natal spirit sword, and used the spiritual power of the Golden Core Realm to stimulate the sword energy and chopped on the mural.

The mural cracked with a sound, but it was so thick that it was bottomless.

Xun Ziyou chopped a few more times, and the sword energy penetrated into the stone wall. After more than ten swords, the mural was completely chopped through.

Stone chips fell down, and smoke and dust rose.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a narrow passage behind the mural was revealed, and behind the passage, a door with a goat-horned demon head painted on it.

"Goat-horned evil sculpture..."

Xun Zixian's face turned pale, and he looked at Xun Ziyou.

Mo Hua pretended not to understand and asked in a low voice:

"Elder Xun, do you know what this goat horn means?"

Xun Zixian frowned, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice:

"Goat horns are a symbol of evil desires. The world's resentment, hatred, and many evil desires nourish evil spirits, devour the mind, and corrupt people's hearts."

"And the evil spirits with goat horns are all ancient and extraordinary."

"But this goat horn evil sculpture... I have never seen it before, and I don't know what specific evil spirit it symbolizes. I'm afraid I have to go back and ask the ancestor..."

"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded.

After Xun Zixian finished speaking, he reminded Mo Hua:

"You must be more careful in the future. If you encounter a statue or mural of a 'goat horn', you must be more careful. Avoid it if you can, and don't get involved if you can."

"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely avoid it." He vowed.

Xun Zixian breathed a sigh of relief.

Xun Ziyou looked a little serious, "Do you want to go in?"

Xun Zixian thought for a moment and said slowly, "Let's go in and take a look first."

Mo Hua knew that there should be no danger behind this gate.

The most dangerous ones are all in the "nightmare" of the Demon Refining Map.

These dangerous things were either eaten by him, killed by him, or "scared" away by him.

But the atmosphere was so tense, he still pretended to be "facing a great enemy".

After all, if he didn't tell Elder Xun about the things in the Demon Refining Map, they wouldn't know.

Shangguan Xuanjian stayed outside to guard Linghu Xiao and the other two.

The secret behind the gate was not important to him.

Xun Ziyou used a sword to split the sheep horn gate.

Above the gate, there was a Shinto formation, but this formation was to prevent divine thoughts and seal evil spirits, so it naturally couldn't prevent the sword energy of the Golden Core Realm.

After the gate was broken, it was dark green inside.

After Xun Ziyou went in, he could see a hall when he looked up.

In the hall, bone lamps were burning, swaying with green bone fire.

The surrounding decorations were solemn and evil. The walls were painted with murals of the same style as the demon refining pictures outside, which were obviously of the same lineage.

In the center of the hall, more than a dozen people were sitting side by side.

In front of each person, there was a lamp.

However, all the lamps were off.

These dozen people were cold and lifeless.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian looked at each other with a slightly surprised look.

All dead?

This hall was closed, and no one broke in. How did they die?

Moreover, these people had no wounds at all. They were fine, as if their souls were directly annihilated?

The two couldn't help but look back and glanced at the ink painting.

Xun Ziyou asked, "Mo Hua, do you know what's going on?"

Mo Hua shook his head and "guessed":

"Maybe they did too many bad things and got their retribution, or maybe they associated with evil spirits and got backlash, and their consciousness was eaten by the evil spirits."

He didn't lie.

These people did get their retribution.

Their consciousness was indeed eaten by the "evil spirit" of Jian Gutou.

Seeing Mo Hua's innocent look, Xun Ziyou and the others didn't know what to say for a while, so they could only sigh.

Xun Zixian said, "That's it, these people associated with evil spirits, and their consciousness was eaten by evil spirits."

This sentence is equivalent to "conclusion".

These people died by themselves, and it has nothing to do with others.

Xun Zixian glanced at Mo Hua silently.

It has nothing to do with Mo Hua...

Xun Ziyou also understood what he meant and nodded.

Mo Hua glanced at the dozen demon cultivators silently, and his eyes moved slightly. He found that Jin Gui, Jin Yicai and Jin Yixuan, the three disciples of Duanjin Sect, were also among them, and nodded slightly.

"Now Duanjin Sect can't escape..."

"Even if they don't die, they will lose a layer of skin."

However, he didn't say it, showing an indifferent look.

Anyway, the identities of these people can be found out by the elders.

Mo Hua's eyes left the dozen dead demon cultivators and turned to look upward.

There is a gorgeous screen above with emerald bead curtains.

Behind the screen bead curtain, a luxurious demon leather seat can be vaguely seen.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian also noticed it, and their eyes darkened immediately.

There is such a seat, which means that there is a noble behind-the-scenes person hidden behind the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

The two men flashed, broke the screen, opened the bead curtain, and walked into the upper part of the hall.

There was no one around.

At the same time, it didn't leave any traces.

With a thought in Mo Hua's mind, he quietly used some divine calculations and could see a trace of cause and effect clues remaining nearby.

These causes and effects remain faint and have not completely dissipated.

Explain that there was someone here just now.

Soon, Elder Xun Zixian focused his eyes and looked at a seemingly ordinary screen in the corner with a beautiful landscape painted on it. He clapped his palm and spiritual power seeped out.

The screen received force, and the patterns on it flashed. It only held up for a moment, and then everything shattered, revealing an entrance.

"Quick! Go and have a look!"

Xun Zixian said in a deep voice.

Then he took the lead and entered the entrance.

Xun Ziyou and Mo Hua also followed in.

After walking a few steps, they reached the end. Everyone looked up and looked startled.

In front of him is a secret room that is more than two feet long and wide.

It was incompatible with the atmosphere of the hall outside.

The main hall is gloomy and depressing, but the secret room is luxurious and elegant, with refreshing sandalwood burning. It doesn't look like the secret room in the Demon Valley, but more like a young master's "study".

However, there was not a single book or jade slip in the study room at this time.

It even seemed that in order to avoid being traced, all the furnishings were destroyed, leaving no trace behind.

All that remains is a faint scent of sandalwood.

"Ran?"

Xun Zixian frowned.

Xun Ziyou snorted coldly, "You run really fast."

Mo Hua was not surprised.

He guessed that this young man should have run away long ago.

In this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the only chance I have to catch this mysterious young master is to capture his soul in the nightmare, seal it with the Divine Lock Formation, and turn him into a "plaything" in the palm of my hand.

Once in the nightmare, if you let this young man escape, you will definitely not be able to catch him.

Unless this "young master" is a fool.

But this is certainly not possible.

Since he is respected as a "gongzi", he must have a distinguished background, and his qualifications, mentality, and methods are also unusual.

Otherwise, he would never have been chosen by the Great Wild Evil God, feared by so many demon cultivators, and convinced by so many sect disciples who were obsessed with demons.

Even Mr. Tu had to destroy his own soul to protect him from escape.

This young master's true origin must be extraordinary.

Of course, if you really want to catch the "young master" in the nightmare, there is another prerequisite:

Even in the nightmare, this "young master"'s spiritual thoughts were not protected by his natal longevity talisman.

Otherwise, Mo Hua can't do anything to him.

But on this matter, Mo Hua was a little unsure.

After all, he is a casual cultivator, not a direct descendant of a big family. He does not have an ancestor in the Dongxu realm, and no ancestor is willing to plant a talisman of longevity for him.

The understanding of the longevity talisman is really limited.

"If I have a chance in the future, I'll ask Mr. Xun about the longevity talisman."

"In case I encounter someone like this in the future, who has a distinguished family background, a very 'hard' background, and a proud man who has planted the talisman of his destiny, I should be prepared..."

The ink painting concentrates on thinking.

On the other side, Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian searched the study again, but still found nothing.

"The gecko's tail is cut off really cleanly..."

Xun Ziyou shook his head and sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Go back first. Later, we will call someone from the sect to dig up the valley three feet and search inch by inch. I don't believe it. I can't find any other clues..."

"Um."

Xun Zixian nodded slightly.

Mo Hua suddenly said: "That's wrong."

Xunzi was slightly startled, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua pondered: "There should be something like a 'secret passage'..."

From when he was in the nightmare, scaring away the "young master", to when he left the nightmare and helped Xiaomu and the other three "resurrection", to when he broke open the mural, entered the main hall, and found the study...

All these things together only take about half an hour.

If the "young master" wants to escape within this half hour, he will definitely leave a secret passage.

This secret passage can leave the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and avoid Elder Xun and the other golden elixir monks who have entered the valley...

It's just this secret passage that Mo Hua just couldn't find.

"Secret passages……"

Xun Zixian's eyes were solemn, and then he let go of his consciousness and scanned it again. Suddenly his expression moved slightly. He walked to the empty wall on the right side of the study room, activated his spiritual power, and a pale white crystal light flashed between his palms. He took a photo with one palm. .

But the wall remained motionless.

Xun Zixian's expression changed, and he immediately said: "Call someone! Call the other elders of the late Golden Core stage as well!"

Xun Ziyou did not hesitate and immediately passed the letter on.

In just one cup of tea, several more Taixu Sect elders walked in.

I recognize most of the ink paintings.

There were also a few people who looked unfamiliar to him, probably the newly promoted elders.

On the contrary, none of these elders do not know Mo Hua.

After all, over the hundreds of years of Taixu Sect, there have been many disciples who could make Patriarch Xun partial, but Mo Hua was the only one who could be so partial.

A group of elders came in and looked at the ink paintings silently before discussing with the two elders Xun Zixian.

Xun Zixian said: "Behind this wall, there is a high-quality formation."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Mo Hua was also stunned.

Even Elder Xun, who is a third-grade formation master, also said that it is a "high-grade formation"...

An elder asked: "How many grades?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, "It's hard to say."

"What to do now? Want to liberate the formation?"

"Can't solve it."

"Then...break the formation?"

"It cannot be broken... This formation is very strong, and the movement is too great. Once the formation is broken by force, the consequences will be unpredictable." Xun Zixian said.

"...What should we do?"

Xun Zixian said in a deep voice: "Tear it down."

"dismantle?"

"Well," Xun Zixian nodded and stretched out his hand to point out a rough range, "Although this formation is strong, its range is not large. Just remove it from the stone wall next to it and avoid this formation..."

"It seems troublesome, but this is the only feasible way at the moment."

Everyone thought for a moment and nodded.

Xun Zixian looked at Mo Hua again and said: "Mo Hua, you go outside first. There are golden elixirs here. Use your hands and your spiritual power will overflow. Don't accidentally hurt you again."

"Uh-huh."

Mo Hua nodded obediently.

He is quite self-aware of his physical strength.

After that, Mo Hua left the study and waited in the main hall for a while.

The Jindan elders of Taixu Sect, either with their physical bodies, sword energy, or various spiritual weapons, began to dig into the walls according to the formation range defined by Xun Zixian, avoiding the formation patterns.

Although Mo Hua was waiting outside, he was curious and still paying attention to what was going on inside.

After a while, the movement inside stopped.

Mo Hua blinked and quietly slipped in again.

The entire study room has been demolished beyond recognition, with only one wall remaining, and the other two walls were completely hollowed out.

Behind the wall, a passage was indeed dug out.

Xun Zixian said: "Let's go in and take a look..."

He turned around and saw Mo Hua again. Just as he was about to say something, Mo Hua had already ran behind Xun Ziyou with a well-behaved look on his face.

Xun Zixian couldn't do anything to him, so he didn't say anything.

A group of Jindan elders warned each other and walked inside.

As I walked, I walked into a small cave.

The cave is small and crude.

There was nothing all around except for a simple stone platform in the middle, which looked unremarkable.

Xun Zixian saw the stone platform and felt the traces of the formation on it. He immediately shrank his pupils and said in a cold voice:

"Fifth grade...void formation?!"

Fifth grade? !

The formation of Dongxu Realm!

Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this.

Xun Ziyou broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately wanted to crush the Void Sword Token and call his ancestor, but Xun Zixian grabbed him.

Xun Zixian shook his head, "The formation has been destroyed..."

Xun Ziyou breathed a long sigh of relief.

If the intact fifth-grade formation is a killing formation containing the power of the void, their group of golden elixirs will definitely die once they touch it.

If a teleportation type of formation is used to bring strong enemies, kill people and then use the formation to leave, then they have nothing to do and their death will be in vain.

Life and death are almost a matter of thought.

So Xun Ziyou immediately wanted to crush the Void Sword Order and invite his ancestor.

But since this fifth-grade formation has been destroyed, there is no need to invite the ancestor for the time being, so as not to make the matter bigger.

Xun Ziyou frowned, "When was this formation destroyed?"

Xun Zixian's eyes darkened slightly, "It was destroyed not long ago..."

"No movement?"

"There are formation masters who have deployed means in advance. Once they self-destruct, the formation patterns will be erased on their own. There won't be much movement and they won't leave many traces, especially the core formations..."

Xun Ziyou frowned, and then slowly sighed:

"The water here is a bit scary..."

"This formation has been exposed, which means that behind these monks, there is at least one fifth-grade formation master of Dongxu Realm."

"There are only a handful of fifth-grade formation masters in the entire Qianxue State..."

"And this fifth-grade formation master was able to bypass the eyes and ears of many powerful monks in the Qianxue State and secretly set up a fifth-grade formation in the Demon Refining Mountain. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xun Zixian winked at him.

When Xun Ziyou turned his head, he saw Mo Hua beside him with a serious face and listened very seriously. He couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Xun Zixian said: "Let's go back first."

When he said this, he looked at the ink painting.

It means, take this child Mo Hua back quickly.

Xun Ziyou naturally understood that even if they were involved in such matters at the cave level, if they were not careful, their bodies would easily be wiped out.

Not to mention Mo Hua, a small foundation-building disciple.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me..." Mo Hua said.

Dongxu Formation Master, fifth-grade formation, void teleportation...

He also wanted to hear more about the secret behind it.

But just as he finished speaking, his consciousness suddenly trembled, and there was a stinging pain.

There seemed to be thousands of demons roaring and hissing in his ears.

The monsters were ferocious, evil shadows appeared, and evil thoughts lingered around him, eroding his Taoist heart bit by bit.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a "bloodthirsty" impulse in his heart.

It seemed as if he was about to turn into a "monster".

Xun Ziyou and Xun Ziyou were both shocked when they noticed the strangeness in the ink painting.

"Mo Hua, what's wrong with you?"

"I do not……"

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, frowned, and tried his best to control the evil thoughts in his heart, but in the end he couldn't control it.

His eyes suddenly became fierce, he opened his mouth, and bit Xun Ziyou's arm.

Like a "little tiger" that chooses people to devour, its expression became fierce.

Xun Ziyou: "..."

Mo Hua took two bites but didn't move.

Xun Ziyou looked confused, not knowing what to do.

Xun Zixian's expression on the side was condensed, his sleeves were brushed in front of the ink painting, and a stream of spiritual power gently brushed the acupuncture point on the ink painting's forehead.

Mo Hua's eyes gradually became dull, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Xun Ziyou glanced at the unconscious ink painting, and asked Xun Zixian with a somewhat solemn expression:

"What's wrong with this child? Is he possessed by an evil spirit?"

Xun Zixian frowned and said, "A little bit..."

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and said in surprise: "Could there be some evil spirits in the demon refining diagram?"

Xun Zixian said slowly: "It's very possible..."

"Then what should I do? Is there any help?"

Xun Zixian thought for a moment and sighed: "Take it back first and show it to our ancestors..."

He does know some ways to deal with evil spirits, but these methods vary from person to person and from "evil" to "evil".

It works for some people, it works for some "evil spirits", and sometimes it works, but the effect is hard to say and he can't guarantee it.

What's more, Mo Hua is a bit special, so he doesn't dare to attack casually.

If something goes wrong, they can't afford it.

It would be safest to knock him out first and bring him back to the sect to show his ancestors.

Xun Zixian thought in his mind.

"Okay!" Xun Ziyou nodded.

"By the way," Xun Zixian suddenly remembered something and said, "This child bit you..."

Xun Ziyou said calmly: "I'm fine."

Xun Zixian shook his head, "No, check to see if there's anything wrong with his teeth..."

Xun Ziyou was stunned, "He bit me..."

Xun Zixian nodded, "I know, but if you break his teeth, my ancestor will probably not look good on you."

Xun Ziyou's scalp felt numb, he pinched Mo Hua's cheek, looked at his teeth, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's not broken."

"That's good……"

Xun Ziyou picked up the ink painting on his back and said to Xun Zi Xian:

"Without further ado, I will send this child back to the sect first. I will leave it to you here in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. Please be more careful."

"Yeah." Xun Zixian nodded.

After that, Xun Ziyou stopped talking and went directly back to the sect with the "evil" ink painting.

Xun Zixian stayed where he was, looking at the destroyed fifth-grade formation in front of him, and he was in a daze. Finally, he sighed and murmured in a low voice:

"Shan Yu...has already arrived..."

…

Two days later.

Taixu Gate.

A quiet alchemy room.

Mo Hua opened his eyes and saw a vast expanse of white.

He still felt dizzy, and there was still an unknown evil spirit in his ears, screaming like a ghost, making his head hurt.

This seems to be the "sequelae" of eating too much at one time, overeating, and not having time to digest.

Mo Hua hasn't recovered yet.

At this moment, an old but kind voice slowly sounded:

"woke up?"

Mo Hua raised his head and squinted, and found Mr. Xun, a white-haired old man, sitting beside his bed. He was holding a red pen and drawing something on a thick stack of formation paper. He seemed to be correcting the formation. Operation.