Chapter 300 Evil Devil

Mo Hua said goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, walked through the bamboo forest, passed through the grass, passed the pond, and arrived under the big locust tree.

Under the big locust tree, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were reading books.

When Bai Zisheng saw Mo Hua, his eyes lit up, he quickly dropped the book in his hand and asked:

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you recently."

Mo Hua opened the food box and distributed the beef and pastries prepared by his mother to Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.

"I'm delayed by something."

Bai Zisheng nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and concentrated on eating beef.

He has a simple mind, and if he has meat to eat, he usually doesn't think about anything else.

Mo Hua thought for a while and asked him: "Zisheng, when do you plan to build the foundation?"

Bai Zisheng corrected him: "You have to call me Brother Bai!"

Mo Hua ignored him.

Bai Zisheng was eating the meat painted in ink, but he didn't want to answer, so he said:

"There is still some time left, the foundation needs to be laid, and then the foundation can be built."

Mo Hua nodded.

It seems that Mr. Zhuang is right. If a disciple from an aristocratic family or a sect wants to go a long way in cultivating Taoism, he will not be greedy for temporary success. He will polish his realm and lay a foundation from the beginning of the Qi refining period.

Bai Zisheng asked Mo Hua again: "Are you planning to build a foundation?"

"Yes, I have reached the seventh level of Qi refining, so I have to make plans early."

Bai Zixi took small bites of snacks, looked up at Mo Hua, suddenly froze for a moment, frowned and said:

"Your consciousness..."

When Bai Zisheng heard this, he also looked at Mo Hua, and then he was startled, "Mo Hua, what's going on with your consciousness?"

"Oh, my consciousness has established its foundation first.

Mo Hua pretended to be calm, but there was still a little pride in his eyebrows.

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide, and Bai Zixi stared at him blankly, forgetting to eat the snack.

"Impossible!" Bai Zisheng said.

"Why isn't it possible?"

"It is impossible for a Qi refining monk to have foundation-building consciousness."

"Oh, let's forget it." Mo Hua said nonchalantly.

Bai Zisheng stared at the ink painting, looking left and right, but still couldn't believe it, "Have you really established the foundation of your spiritual consciousness?"

"Didn't you say it's impossible?"

Bai Zisheng scratched his head and murmured:

"It shouldn't be. I've never heard of spiritual consciousness being able to build the foundation first..."

Mo Hua pinched a piece of snack and put it into his mouth, chewing it with a smile.

"How did you establish the foundation of your spiritual consciousness?" Bai Zisheng couldn't help but ask.

"Brother!" Bai Zixi's voice was clear, with a hint of reproach in her tone.

Only then did Bai Zisheng remember it and said apologetically:

"I shouldn't ask. Monks all have their own opportunities and usually don't tell others."

"It's okay." Mo Hua waved his hand, "But I can't tell you now. I'll tell you if I have the chance in the future."

At present, he has only told Mr. Zhuang about the visualization map, because it involves the sea of ​​consciousness, and there is a Taoist monument in his sea of ​​consciousness, so the fewer people know about it, the better.

At least for now, we can't tell Bai Zisheng.

Seeing Mo Hua being so frank, Bai Zisheng nodded and said, "Okay!"

Mo Hua smiled.

When Bai Zisheng saw Mo Hua's smile, he was suddenly startled and couldn't help asking:

"Why do you suddenly smile so sinisterly and evilly?"

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, and then he remembered that it must be the green-faced kid's evil thoughts, which would pop up occasionally. When he smiled, he had the same evil aura as the green-faced kid.

Mo Hua rubbed his cheek and said, "It's okay. I've had a bad brain. I'll be fine after a while."

Bai Zisheng was confused when he heard this, but he didn't go into details. Instead, he said curiously:

"What have you been doing lately?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and couldn't talk about the visualization diagram, but it shouldn't be a big deal if he told Bai Zisheng and the others about the Black Village.

Moreover, they are descendants of the Bai family and have a good family background, so they may be able to get some other clues.

Mo Hua told Bai Zisheng everything about Heishanzhai.

From the mountain paths hidden between the cliffs, to the mist forest full of mist formations, to the middle of the night, the fat and thin monks asked for directions, and finally talked about the blood-colored alchemy room and the bone-white alchemy furnace...

In addition to the visualization pictures, everything else that can be said has been roughly covered in the ink painting.

Bai Zisheng was horrified and filled with indignation.

One moment he was worried about Mo Hua, and the next moment he was indignant because of the evil cultivators' evil deeds. He wanted to rush into the black mountain stronghold and kill everyone who came in and out, killing all the evil heretics.

In Mo Hua's impression, the disciples of the aristocratic family have strict rules and follow the rules, or they are indulgent and lawless.

I really don’t know where Bai Zisheng’s righteous and chivalrous temperament came from.

Bai Zixi was also listening so intently that she didn't even notice the book in her hand fell to the ground.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then asked:

"Do you know the difference between evil cultivators and demonic cultivators?"

The third master regarded him as an old monster possessed by the devil. Logically speaking, the devil cultivator should be stronger and more terrifying than the evil cultivator.

But what is the difference between evil spirits? Mo Hua has never been able to figure it out. When I asked Elder Yu, he was vague. He probably didn't have any contact with them on weekdays, so he didn't know much.

After all, if Mo Hua hadn't entered Heishan Village, he would have only seen one evil cultivator so far - the flower picker caught together with Zhang Lan. The flower picker also had one of his legs broken by Mo Hua.

As for the word magic cultivator, Mo Hua rarely even heard it.

"I know this!" Bai Zisheng smiled slightly proudly, and rarely showed off his knowledge in front of Bai Zixi:

"Evil cultivators and demon cultivators are not good people. They all practice the evil and unorthodox techniques. Generally, it doesn't matter whether they are called evil cultivators or demon cultivators."

"If you want to break it down, evil cultivators generally refer to cultivators who have changed their ways and fallen into evil ways, and demon cultivators refer to cultivators who have authentic demon inheritance and practice demonic techniques and Taoist methods."

"The demon cultivator inheritance is more authentic, while evil cultivators are wild, so demon cultivators are generally stronger. Of course, for this kind of evil and unorthodox, it mainly depends on how bad you are. The worse you are, the more powerful you are, and of course, the more you deserve to die."

...

Bai Zisheng explained it in detail.

Mo Hua suddenly realized, and suddenly he was a little confused, "How do you know so clearly?"

Bai Zisheng said seriously: "A cultivator who kills demons and eliminates evil is a good cultivator! In this case, if you don't know yourself and the enemy, how can you kill the evil demon?"

Mo Hua sighed, "Okay."

So this is what he was thinking.

Mo Hua asked again: "What about the evil formation? How is it different from the general formation?"

When it comes to formations, especially in front of Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng is a little shy.

He knows Mo Hua's formation level very well. Compared with the general formation masters in the Qi Refining Stage, he is much higher.

Bai Zisheng dare not talk nonsense. If he makes a mistake and embarrasses himself in front of Mo Hua, he can no longer be shameless and call himself Mo Hua's "big brother".

Although Mo Hua has never admitted that he is the "big brother"...

Bai Zisheng secretly glanced at his sister Zixi.

Bai Zixi was somewhat helpless, so he said:

"The elders of the clan have clearly prohibited the evil array and the magic array, and the teachers of the clan will not mention it, but I have seen a few words in a book..."

Bai Zixi's long black eyelashes moved slightly, and his autumn-water eyes showed a thoughtful look. Recalling the records in the book, he continued after a moment:

"Evil array and magic array are generally based on flesh and blood as the array medium, with evil thoughts to draw array patterns, against the great way as the array pivot, and refining human life as the array eye."

"As for more specifics, the book didn't say it. I don't know the difference between evil array and magic array."

Mo Hua nodded.

Bai Zisheng secretly said: "Or, you can ask Mr. Zhuang?"

Mo Hua thought so too, but saw Bai Zixi shook his head and said:

"Mr. Zhuang won't tell you."

Mo Hua was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Bai Zixi said: "Because you are too smart, Mr. Zhuang is afraid that you will learn it once you learn it."