Chapter 451 Lingshu

Inside the iron coffin, there is an iron corpse. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

The iron corpse is one level higher than the wandering corpse.

The wandering corpse has pale and rotten skin and flesh, and contains corpse poison. Although it is fearless, its strength is relatively average, and it mainly relies on numbers and corpse poison to gain an advantage.

The skin of the iron corpse is iron blue, like cast iron, and its strength is stronger, comparable to the strength of the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

It costs more and takes longer to refine the iron corpse.

Similarly, it is more difficult to control the iron corpse.

Only the cultivators of foundation building, relying on the foundation building consciousness and the corpse control bell as a guide, can control the iron corpse more stably.

The corpse cultivators in the Qi Refining Period do not have enough consciousness. If they control the iron corpse for a long time, it is easy for the iron corpse to lose control, causing backlash.

That is why Zhang Quan wanted to offer the bell to enhance the stability of corpse control by borrowing the divine consciousness.

Mo Hua opened the iron coffin.

An iron corpse with a dark blue complexion, an iron face and fangs, lay in the coffin with his eyes closed.

There was a strong corpse aura on his body, and the flesh and blood were flowing with dark green corpse poison.

Bai Zisheng held a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear pointed at the forehead of the iron corpse to prevent the iron corpse from losing control and hurting Mo Hua.

Bai Zixi also held a golden long sword in his hand and stood beside Mo Hua.

Mo Hua used a dagger to cut open the iron corpse's shirt, revealing its iron-blue, gloomy chest.

There was nothing on the surface of the chest.

But Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

He really sensed the breath of the absolute formation.

Mo Hua used a dagger to cut a few knives on the chest of the iron corpse, but the iron corpse's skin was hard and not even a scratch was left.

Mo Hua sighed and could only hand the dagger to Bai Zisheng, saying:

"Brother, it depends on you."

Bai Zisheng took the dagger and said:

"Stay away."

Mo Hua honestly retreated a few feet away.

Bai Zisheng activated his skills, wrapped the dagger with golden spiritual power, and carefully cut the chest of the iron corpse, peeling off the skin of the iron corpse's chest.

Under the skin, the flesh was green and the corpse poison was dense.

And above the flesh, there was indeed a blood-red, complex and profound formation!

"Mo Hua, come and take a look!"

Bai Zisheng shouted.

Mo Hua hurried over and stretched his head to look at it.

After looking at it for a while, Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

That's right!

It was indeed the same kind of walking corpse, but the formation pattern was slightly different.

He quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote down the formation pattern.

But as he wrote it down, Mo Hua's expression became a little strange.

He glanced at the iron corpse and said in a deep voice:

"Brother, this iron corpse is going out of control..."

Bai Zisheng was startled, "How do you know?"

Mo Hua's eyes were somewhat deep, "The formation is running, someone is controlling this iron corpse...'out of control'..."

Bai Zisheng was shocked when he heard this, and immediately took out his spear and shot the iron corpse in the iron coffin.

At the same time, the iron corpse suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes were red, containing blood and brutality.

Its arms stretched forward, with sharp iron claws, quenched with corpse poison, and its body was stiff, trying desperately to stand up.

But its body was fixed by Bai Zisheng's spear, and it couldn't break free for a while.

And as it struggled, the blood formation on the chest of the iron corpse gradually became clear.

There seemed to be blood flowing between the formation patterns, and when the blood flowed, the sound gradually became louder, like a strange pulse sound.

The redder the formation pattern, the heavier the iron corpse's brutal aura, and the greater the strength of the struggle.

Bai Zisheng frowned and said:

"Get out of the way, I can't control it!"

Bai Zixi took a light step and retreated lightly.

Mo Hua also took a few steps back.

After a few breaths, the iron corpse roared, and the corpse qi on its body surged. The surging force came, directly shaking Bai Zisheng away and breaking free from the restraints of the spear.

The iron corpse that broke free had a ferocious look and a low roar like a monster, but it was not bloodthirsty or bloodthirsty.

It seemed to know that it could not kill any of the cultivators in this room.

The iron corpse jumped up and wanted to break out of the door.

Once it escaped outside and entered Nanyue City, it could have a full meal, devour flesh and blood, and restore blood.

The iron corpse hit the door and wanted to get out.

But the dense array patterns around it like spider webs lit up, and several spiritual shackles appeared, directly binding the iron corpse and preventing it from breaking free.

The iron corpse was furious, tearing with its iron claws, destroying several formations, trying to break free.

Before it could break free, Bai Zisheng's spear had already attacked.

Bai Zixi's sword energy, also burning with white flames, went straight for the iron corpse's head.

And Mo Hua's several fireballs flew accurately to the joints of the iron corpse's legs.

In the wing room, the formation was shaking, and spiritual power was overflowing.

Although a soundproof formation was set up, such a big noise and the fluctuation of spiritual power were still transmitted.

In the courtyard, Teacher Yan was drinking tea with Mr. Zhuang.

Hearing the sound, Teacher Yan looked puzzled and said:

"Did something happen?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled calmly:

"It's okay, just children playing."

Teacher Yan was startled, and nodded as if he didn't believe it.

In the wing room, the noise lasted for a cup of tea, and then gradually subsided.

The formation in the room was too densely laid out by Mo Hua, layer upon layer, like a silk-threading cave, and the iron corpse could not escape at all.

And Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi's Taoism was extremely strong.

And Mo Hua took advantage of the opportunity to attack.

So the iron corpse was quickly subdued.

Bai Zisheng's spear pierced the iron corpse's throat and pinned it to the ground.

But the limbs of the iron corpse were still struggling and scratching.

Bai Zisheng said: "Junior brother, is there any way to make it unable to move?"

Mo Hua stared at the formation on the chest of the iron corpse, thought for a while and said:

"Destroy this formation."

Bai Zixi asked: "Have you learned it?"

"Not yet." Mo Hua shook his head, "But I remember the formation pattern, and I will slowly comprehend it in the future."

"Okay." Bai Zixi said in a clear voice.

Then she twisted her slender hands, and several golden sword lights condensed and flew out together, piercing the chest of the iron corpse and destroying the blood formation on it.

The limbs of the iron corpse struggled for a while, and then gradually stopped moving.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should we do with this iron corpse?" Bai Zisheng asked.

Mo Hua pondered, "Let's seal it in the iron coffin first. I'll use the formation to suppress it, so that it won't get out again."

"What about the formation?"

"I wrote it down."

Bai Zisheng was a little unconvinced, "It's only been a short time, and you've remembered it?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, a little uncertain:

"This formation doesn't seem difficult..."

"How can a formation not be difficult?" Bai Zisheng worried, "Don't remember it wrong, or you'll have worked in vain."

"It's okay, even if I remember it wrong, there are still four at Sister Situ's place."

"Okay." Bai Zisheng said, and suddenly frowned again:

"Will the four iron corpses at Sister Situ's place also get out of control?"

"No." Mo Hua asserted, "Sister Situ and the others don't know the formation, and if they don't use the formation, the iron corpse won't get out of control..."

"This iron corpse got out of control because it was afraid of being discovered."

"Someone doesn't want me to see the formation on the heart of the iron corpse..."

Mo Hua held his chin and said thoughtfully.

Bai Zisheng nodded and said, "Then you study it carefully. I can't help you with the formation, but if you need to fight, you must call me."

"Yes." Mo Hua agreed.

In the following time, Mo Hua used to study the formation on the zombies.

The formation on the walking corpse and the formation on the iron corpse, added together, is a relatively complete, self-consistent spiritual power operation, with a beginning and an end, and the formation patterns echoing each other, a first-grade twelve-pattern formation.

And this formation is the Lingshu formation.

A few days later, Mo Hua sat in the yard, looking at the formation in front of him, a little stunned.

He can already draw this formation.

This is far beyond Mo Hua's expectations.

Mo Hua originally thought that learning the Lingshu formation, not to mention comprehending any special Dao essence, at least it takes some time to comprehend the special operation rules of spiritual power.

But this Lingshu formation, Mo Hua learned very quickly.

In just a few days, he was able to master the formation.

Mo Hua tried to draw the Lingshu formation on a toy wooden tiger.

This tiger was made by Kui Lao and given to Mo Hua.

After drawing the formation on the wooden tiger, Mo Hua stuffed a spiritual stone into it and used spiritual power to activate it. He found that he could actually control the wooden tiger's movements with his spiritual consciousness.

It could walk or sit, run or run, lie down or jump, and it was lifelike.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi both found it quite novel.

Generally, toys in the cultivation world can move by themselves.

Mo Hua bought a lot of such toys in Tongxian City. He stuffed some broken spiritual stones into it. With spiritual power to activate it, the puppet would "click and click" and run forward.

But its movements were mechanical and fixed.

It was different from the one Mo Hua made now.

This wooden tiger could be controlled by spiritual consciousness and make many subtle movements.

The two looked similar, but the formations involved were very different.

One was a simple formation that only required a few formation patterns.

The other one, however, required a first-grade twelve-pattern formation that was beyond the grade.

Mo Hua carefully studied the principle of the Lingshu formation again.

He found that what Teacher Yan said before was right. The core of this formation was indeed the word "control".

It was to divide the spiritual power into more delicate gossamer threads, and through these spiritual power gossamer threads, to complete the meticulous control.

But is that all?

Is what he understood only the superficial level of the formation?

Is there something deeper that he has not comprehended?

Mo Hua frowned.

In addition to the comprehension of the rules of the Lingshu formation, he found that there was another problem with this formation.

This formation may still not be a complete Lingshu formation.

It has obviously taken effect, but why is it not complete?

Mo Hua thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand it.

It wasn't until he remembered the out-of-control iron corpse that he suddenly realized it.

The out-of-control of the iron corpse was actually the "out-of-control" under the control of the formation.

In other words, the Iron Corpse controls the Walking Corpse, and the Iron Corpse is also controlled by something.

The Lingshu Formation on the Iron Corpse and the Walking Corpse can basically form a spiritual power cycle and achieve the effect of the Lingshu Formation.

But above the Iron Corpse, there is another type of Lingshu Formation.

This type of Lingshu Formation is higher than the formations on the Iron Corpse and the Walking Corpse.

It is a higher level component of the Lingshu Formation.

In other words, what Mo Hua has mastered now is only the middle and low level Lingshu Formation.

This type of formation is beyond Mo Hua's previous knowledge of formations.

"The formation is indeed profound..."

Mo Hua sighed again.

If he guessed correctly, the so-called Lingshu Formation is not a simple single formation.

Instead, it is derived from a formation, a special formation from top to bottom, from high to low, and a self-contained system.

All Lingshu formations are of the same type, but they are controlled in a decentralized manner.

The one on the walking corpse is the lowest level Lingshu formation, which has the lowest weight and can only be controlled by people.

The one on the iron corpse is a higher level Lingshu formation, which has a higher weight and can control the walking corpse.

In this case, there must be something else that is controlling the iron corpse!

Is it an evil weapon, a monk, or another zombie that controls the iron corpse?

And this thing, which is unknown whether it is an object, a person, or a corpse, has the highest authority in the Lingshu Absolute Array system and can control the middle and lower levels, all the heart meridians, and zombies with Lingshu formations.

Control all walking corpses and iron corpses!

Just thinking about it, Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.