Asking about longevity

"Ink painting?"

"Yes," Wen Renwei nodded. He pointed at the messy inner room and said solemnly, "I have seen Young Master Mo draw these similar formations. I have also seen Young Master Mo dispel the cold evil spirit. Yes. Although I don’t know how Young Master Mo did it, I think he must have some means or know some secrets, maybe he can save Young Master Changhuai...

Wen Renwei didn't say much about some things.

But he remembered it clearly.

When Mo Hua kept vigil for Young Master Yu'er to drive away evil spirits, the cold and evil aura he felt was actually a bit stronger than today. Moreover, it is not a breath.

The continuous and endless evil aura is like a tide, making people feel palpitating. But Young Master Mo, with his thin body, stood in front of Master Yu, unmoving. If one man is in charge, all evil will not escape.

This scene seemed to be engraved in his mind. Wen Renwan frowned.

Elder Gu Hong was also a little confused, "Mo Hua...this kid just built the foundation, right? Besides, isn't he an array master? When did he learn the method of dispelling evil spirits and removing evil spirits?" The monks in Xuanji Valley also looked at each other.

"Mo Hua, could it be...the leader of the formation who is number one in discussing formations?" "He is also proficient in the spiritual mind method?"

"Impossible. The way of spiritual thought requires years of study before you can master it for the first time. He is young and has only been cultivating for more than twenty years. He has not graduated from the sect. How can he have so much time to practice and practice again? Can you master the art of spiritual thought by learning formation techniques?”

"What's more, he just built the foundation..."

Wen Renwei looked at Wen Renwan calmly.

Wen Renwan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go to Taixu Gate with you and pick up the ink paintings for him to see." She didn't know whether ink paintings could "dispel evil spirits".

But she knew that Mo Hua was extremely talented, had some extraordinary skills, and had many ideas. Even if he couldn't save himself, there might be other ways, so it was always a good idea to try. Elder Gu Hong was stunned for a moment but did not stop him.

Changhuai's current situation is not optimistic, and he can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.

So Wen Renwan entrusted Yu'er to Elder Gu Hong, and went to Taixu Gate with Wen Renwei himself. Inside the Taixu Gate.

Mo Hua was drawing the formation, still feeling a little uneasy. He was thinking about whether to go to Gu's house to have a look, when he heard from the elder that someone was looking for him. When Mo Hua arrived at the mountain gate, he saw Wen Renwan who was looking anxious.

"Ink painting..."

Wenren Wan was at a loss for words, so Mo Hua asked, "Is it Uncle Gu's business? Did he hit someone evil?" Wen Renwan was stunned, "How do you know?"

When I practiced the Tao of Love, I had a premonition... Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say it, so he only said: "I sent a message to Uncle Gu, but he didn't reply, so I guessed that something might have happened to him." Wen Renwan nodded, "Then..."

"Don't worry, I'll go take a look." Mo Hua said calmly.

Seeing Mo Hua's calm and calm look, Jianren Wan felt a lot more at ease for some reason.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Renwan said.

After that, Mo Hua took the Gu family's carriage, driven by Wen Renwei, and rushed to Qingzhou City at lightning speed. However, Taixu City was still half a day away from Qingzhou City.

This time comes and goes in one day.

During this period of time, the Gu family in Qingzhou City was still worried.

They did not just wait, but relied on various connections and invited many strange people to come and take a look, but in the end they all achieved little success. The way of spiritual thought is inherently biased.

There are also very few monks who practice spiritual thoughts.

At this time, time is short, and it is even more difficult to find a spiritual monk who can "dispel evil spirits" in just one or two days. If the people invited are good at cooking, they can still escape unscathed.

As long as he is more capable, he will end up like "Mr. Mei".

After a few more spiritual cultivators went "crazy" one after another, everyone felt a little scared. And Mr. Mei also woke up.

As soon as he woke up, his eyes widened with horror and he said:

"Quickly, send a message back to Xuanji Valley and ask the Valley Master to send a few more elders, no, send a few Ascension Master Uncles over!" Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

A monk frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, what exactly did you encounter? What kind of evil is in Mr. Gu's body?" Mr. Mei broke out in a cold sweat.

A terrifying image appeared in his mind. That is definitely not an ordinary evil spirit, or rather, it cannot be considered an evil spirit at all. Horns, black blood, behemoth...

Something like "evil evil spirit" cannot be compared with it at all. It might even be...

Mr. Mei's palms began to sweat.

The other two Xuanji Valley monks also frowned, "Mr. Mei, have you ever fought with this thing? What methods does this thing have?" Mr. Mei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It doesn't count as a fight. Just one face-to-face, and I was stunned. No matter what, the evil thoughts came to the fore and were defeated."

"If I hadn't realized something was wrong in advance, made a plan, and had the treasures of Xuanji Valley to protect me, plus the realgar wine to strengthen my courage, I might not have been able to come back..." As for this evil thing, what are its methods? ." Mr. Mei's expression became increasingly bitter, "I'm not qualified to try it out at all. "

As soon as this was said, everyone was a little shocked. "Then what grade is this thing?"

"It's not a matter of grade," Mr. Mei said. "This kind of existence is, in essence, very different from ordinary evil spirits and cannot be measured by grade." "This..."

Several other people frowned.

"So what now?"

Mr. Mei thought hard for a long time, but there was really nothing he could do, so he sighed:

"First think of a way to stabilize Mr. Gu's injury. I will send a message back to Xuanji Valley to see if I can make it in time...

Several Xuanji Valley monks began to take out various divine objects and place them on Gu Changhuai's seven orifices. They also placed the Pure Heart Jadeite on his forehead to absorb the overflowing evil filth.

But other than that, there was nothing they could do for the time being.

The other people in the room also looked depressed and frowned.

About two hours passed like this, when the situation became increasingly anxious.

A carriage coming from the direction of Taixu Mountain entered Qingzhou City and drove straight to Gu's house. A handsome young man jumped out of the car.

He was wearing the Taoist robe of a disciple of the Taixu Sect, his eyes were full of meaning, and his face was handsome with a hint of innocence.

The young man walked into the Dan Pavilion. When everyone in the Gu family saw this, they stood up one after another. Some nodded, some bowed their hands and saluted, saying, "Little friend Mo..."

"Master Mo."

"Hello, Mr. Mo."

Mo Hua also returned the courtesy one by one, then walked to Elder Gu Hong and looked at Yu'er.

Yu'er seemed to be still having nightmares, her face was pale, and her fair forehead was covered with big beads of sweat.

"I was frightened by the evil spirit. I haven't woken up yet, and I still call your name..." Elder Gu Hong felt a little distressed. "Yes." Mo Hua nodded and said softly, "Elder Hong, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Mo Hua stretched out his palm and pressed Yu'er's forehead.

Yu'er, who was originally struggling, sensed a familiar breath and a mellow and peaceful spiritual thought. She immediately calmed down, and the fear and uneasiness in her heart also receded little by little.

Those demons and ghosts lingering in the nightmare seemed to have encountered a terrible "natural enemy" and immediately fled in all directions without a trace. Yu'er opened her eyes and murmured, "Brother Mo..."

Mo Hua touched his head and said, "It's okay. Take a good sleep and you'll be fine when you wake up." "Well...

Yu'er slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Now there were no evil spirits intruding in his dream, and he could have a good sleep. Wen Renwan, who walked into the house, looked grateful when he saw this.

The others also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Mo Hua entered the room, Mr. Mei's eyes were on him. Seeing Yu'er, who was originally in shock, fall asleep in just a moment, his pupils could not help but shrink, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who is this young master... .

Mo Hua also saw the miserable Mr. Mei and said politely: "My name is Mo Hua." Mo Hua?

Mr. Mei felt that the name sounded familiar, so he asked, "Could it be that... the leader of Qianxue Zhoujie, who ranks first in the discussion formation?" Mo Hua nodded, but still said modestly: "I was lucky enough to get the first place, sir, I'm overly praised. "

Mr. Mei took a slight breath.

It turned out to be... and he looked so young.

At first glance, he looked like a young disciple who had just entered school. Who would have thought that he was a formation wizard who could draw the peak formation of nineteen lines at the middle stage of foundation building? and..

Mr. Mei frowned.

Although he has never met him, he is no stranger to ink painting.

Previously, he was entrusted by the family to do it himself, calculated the cause and effect of the ink paintings, and also saw the Taixu Heavenly Secret Lock in the mist.

He stopped at that time and did not dare to continue the calculation.

Others may not know it clearly, but he knows very well that the Tianji Lock of Taixu Gate is made of the ancient Tianji treasure, Taixu Liangyi Lock. This treasure is no small matter.

The secret of this young boy is by no means simple.

Otherwise, Taixu Sect would not be able to put so much effort into protecting his cause and effect. Mr. Mei's attitude immediately became serious.

Although he is a Jindan and Mo Hua is only in the middle stage of foundation building, he still bows to Mo Hua with respect: "Mr. Mo, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am from Xuanji Valley, my surname is Mei, I am a Jindan monk, and I know a little bit about spiritual thoughts." Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

Mysterious Valley?

He asked: "Is there a senior Situ in Xuanji Valley?"

"Senior Situ?" Mr. Mei looked stunned, "You mean, Great Elder Situ Zhenren?" "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

Mr. Mei was greatly surprised and asked in surprise: "Mr. Mo, do you... know Elder Situ?"

Mo Hua nodded and said: "We had a chance encounter. When I was building the foundation, Senior Situ gave me some guidance." "I see... there is such a connection."

Mr. Mei said in a daze, and then he was overjoyed for a moment.

The number one in Taixu Sect's discussion formation and the leader of the formation, this monster-like genius actually has such a good relationship with Xuanji Valley. This is a good thing.

"After that, I have to give instructions and not allow any of my disciples to offend Mr. Mo...

"The cause and effect involving Mr. Mo should not be counted if possible, so as not to spoil the cause and effect and turn this 'good relationship' into a 'bad result'." Mr. Mei said in his heart, and then he became more and more polite to Mo Hua.

The ink paintings are also polite.

The Gu family members were confused, especially Elder Gu Hong and Wen Renwan, who looked a little confused. Mo Hua, this kid, can actually be friends with people from Xuanji Valley?

And it seems that Mr. Mei, the golden elixir monk from Xuanji Valley, actually has a lot of respect for Mo Hua during his conversation? Elder Gu Hong and Jianren Wan looked at each other, feeling a little surprised.

Mr. Mei chatted with Mo Hua for a few words, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "I don't know if Mr. Mo is here this time. I don't know..." Mo Hua didn't hide anything and said, "I'm here to see Uncle Gu." "

"Mr. Gu?" "Yes."

Mr. Mei thought about it for a moment, and suddenly he was a little surprised, "Master Mo, do you also know the method of 'removing evil spirits'?" Mo Hua said humbly: "You know a little bit."

Mr. Mei was a little surprised, "Seriously?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua said, "I know a little bit..."

Mr. Mei looked at the ink painting for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Master Mo, you are really talented."

At a young age, he is proficient in formations, has super-level spiritual awareness, and has even dabbled in the ways of spiritual thoughts and methods of dispelling evil spirits.

Elder Situ may have also seen how extraordinary this young master is, so he loves Cai eagerly and gives him some advice. "only.."

After all, he is too young and his cultivation is too shallow.

Mr. Mei looked solemn, thought for a moment, and said sincerely:

"The evil spirit in Mr. Gu's body has a huge cause and effect, and is extremely ferocious. It is probably beyond the power of a monk to defeat...

"As the saying goes, a son with a lot of money will not sit down in the hall. Young Master Mo has a noble status and is given high hopes by the sect. His future is unlimited, so it is better not to take risks... The implication is that the evil spirit is too strong. You are too weak.

For the sake of your own life, it’s better not to take action.

It's just that Mr. Mei said it very tactfully, and his concern for the ink paintings was also sincere. Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Mei. I'll just take a look. It'll be fine in a while." "Just take a look?"

"Um."

The expression in the ink painting is calm and friendly, but also reveals an irresistible firmness.

Mr. Mei persuaded him a few more times, which showed that Mo Hua had made up his mind. He couldn't say anything. He could only sigh and warned: "Young Master Mo, please be careful." "Don't worry, Mr. Mei," Mo Hua said.

Then Mo Hua walked towards the inner room.

But after just a few steps, Mr. Mei was startled, stopped Mo Hua and said, "Mr. Mo, are you going in like this?" Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "What else?"

Mr. Mei solemnly said: "The matter of getting rid of evil spirits is nothing but child's play. Once an evil evil comes back to bite you, your consciousness will be damaged, or your soul will be wiped out. You must be very careful." When he saw the ink painting, he still had a confused look on his face, not understanding what he meant. mean.

Mr. Mei said: "You should bring some equipment in." "Equipment?"

"Using the copper coins of cause and effect, connected into a sword, it can cut off cause and effect; the heart-protecting mirror can protect the heart; the evil-proof robe can ward off evil spirits; the soothing incense can calm the mind... Mr. Mei said, "These are just in case. One move, at a critical moment, can really save a life. "

Ink painting is an eye-opener.

He didn't even know that killing evil spirits actually required these things... He had never used them.

Mo Hua shook his head, "No need."

Mr. Mei thought he was young, frivolous, ignorant and fearless, so he was a little anxious, "Little brother, the way of spiritual thoughts is treacherous, you have to be careful..." At least, take a sip of realgar wine before going in. "

"Realgar wine?"

Mr. Mei said: "This wine is extremely yang and strong. It can boost your courage, suppress evil spirits, and protect your mind for a period of time." Mr. Mei turned around and ordered, "Heat a glass of wine for the young master."

Within a moment, someone made a cup of realgar wine and handed it to the ink painting. Mo Hua sniffed and shook his head.

It's so pungent that my nose feels burning just by smelling it, let alone drinking it. Besides, he never liked drinking strong liquor.

"No need, I'll be right back."

Mo Hua said calmly, and then he walked into the inner room alone, without bringing anything, and swaggered into the inner room, closing the door behind his back. Seeing that he was going his own way and couldn't stop him at all, Mr. Mei felt worried and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

This kid is so reckless...

If you go too far on the path of spiritual thought and learn too deeply, sooner or later you will become the food of evil spirits. ..

In the inner room.

Mo Hua walked into the bed, looked at Gu Changhuai's face, rolled his eyelids, and shook his head. "Poor Uncle Gu..."

Mo Hua sat down cross-legged, then took out the bone sword and whispered: "Jian Gu Gu, what will I say later, and what will you do?" Jian Gu Gu felt a little scared.

But he didn't dare to go against Mo Hua's words, so he nodded and said, "Sir, please tell me."

"There is a 'little evil spirit' in Uncle Gu's sea of ​​consciousness. You will enter later and lead it out into your own bone sword." "Then, you pull me in." "

"Your mission is complete."

Jian Gugu said bitterly in his heart and confirmed: "Little Ancestor, are you sure that is really a 'little evil spirit'?" Mo Hua was unhappy, "You still don't believe my words?"

Jian Gugu's face was covered with white bones, otherwise he would definitely let Mo Hua know what it means to have a face uglier than crying. "But," Jian Gugu said again, "I'm afraid, with my little strength, I can't draw out that little...that evil spirit..."

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Mo Hua said confidently, "As long as you do as I say, go in and scold it, and it will definitely chase you out." "... scold it?!" the sword bone trembled.

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded.

Then he randomly selected a few curse words from himself, no, from the past elders, and taught Jian Gu Gu...

"You just scold it like this. Unless the person opposite you is really a grandson who counts turtles, otherwise even if you run to the end of the world, it will chase you and won't stop." Jian Guan was so frightened that all the bones in his body were trembling. "Sir, is this right? ..not very polite?”

Mo Hua frowned, "You're a monster, who are you supposed to be polite to? Go quickly, or I'll feed you to the dogs." Sword Bones had no choice at all.

It once wanted to be a good person, but had no chance.

Now it really wants to be a good "demon" that is civilized and respectful, but the ink painting doesn't allow it.

Seeing that Mo Hua's expression was getting worse and worse, Sword Bones had no choice but to grit his teeth and release a scarlet blood mist, which penetrated into Gu Changhuai's sea of ​​consciousness. A commotion ensued.

The face of the unconscious Gu Changhuai also showed a strong evil aura. After a while, a faint, vague spiritual thought came. It's a sword bone.

Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly, and then he let go of his consciousness and let the sword bones pull him into the blood pool nightmare of the bone sword.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered a pool of blood. The white bones around him were like swords, connected together, and his eyes were full of blood. It is the "home" of the sword bones.

Mo Hua turned around and saw an evil thing with a huge divine body, bleeding black blood, and a goat's horn on its head, "ravaging" the sword bones.

The poor sword bones were broken into rotten bones by the evil thing and scattered all over the floor. The spine was still being chewed by the evil ram's horn in its mouth. Seeing the ink painting, the huge evil thing let out a "poof" and spat out the sword bones in its mouth. Its voice was dull and hoarse like a monster: "I'm just saying, where does this little evil devil have the courage to say such arrogant words? , to offend me?"

"So, you want to lead me here?" The evil creature's eyes were scarlet and cruel, condescending.

Because the divine mind was transformed during the foundation building, the incarnation of the divine mind remained at the age of more than ten years old, like a child's ink drawing, looking up at this evil thing. The evil thing sneered, "Could it be that...you, a little kid who can't even squeeze the gap between your teeth, want to surrender to me?"

Mo Hua looked calm.

He tolerated the rudeness of "food" and licked his lips slightly, unable to suppress the desire in his heart. The huge evil thing's eyelids twitched slightly, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.

This little thing didn't seem afraid at all when he saw me? Not quite right...

Moreover, the aura on his body was deliberately concealed and hidden, so that he could not sense anything. There was just a vague aura similar to his own origin, which was very strange.

The ugly brow of the evil goat-horned creature frowned. "you.."

What else does it want to ask. But Mo Hua couldn't help it.

It has been a long, long time since he encountered a decent evil spirit.

His sword of divine will, which he had tempered countless times, had also not been drawn out of its sheath for a long, long time and had "seen blood".

Mo Hua grasped the white and tender palm, and the momentum suddenly changed, and the waves spread. Using the sword pattern as the bone and the mind as the iron, a golden and extremely sharp "Broken Gold Sword" was formed. Divine thoughts turn into swords!

The evil creature's pupils suddenly trembled, "You...?!"

Without giving it any time to react, Mo Hua grabbed it with his left hand and created a water prison out of thin air, turning it into a cage to trap the evil thing.

Then he dodged and came to the head of the evil goat-horned creature. In his hand, the extremely sharp golden divine sword containing the laws of the sword array was raised high. The evil goat-horned creature struggled desperately and could not escape. Only then did it wake up as if from a dream, its expression changed drastically, and it said in horror:

"Stop! I..."

But it was too late, Mo Hua struck down with his sword.

The sword of divine thought formed by the Broken Gold Sword Formation condensed into a golden light. In the golden light, the formation patterns were densely covered, and the sword energy was everywhere. It broke gold and cut jade, and it was extremely sharp. With just one sword, this huge evil thing was split into two halves.

The remaining sword array, containing a faint power of law, is still cutting the body of the evil creature with horns, preventing it from resurrecting and extinguishing its vitality. The look of shock and astonishment still appears on the evil creature's face

It is completely difficult to understand how this inconspicuous little thing could be such a "terrible" existence. Even, he is not his enemy with one move.

What kind of monster is this? ! But it has no chance to know.

The next moment, Mo Hua grabbed the palm of his hand out of thin air and manifested the Lihuo Array. He roasted the evil goat's horn for a while and simply turned it into a ball of black energy, which he then swallowed.

Under Mo Hua's current spiritual thoughts that turned into swords, this "powerful" ram's horn evil thing had no resistance at all from beginning to end.