Chapter 498 Feed Who

As Mo Hua expected, Zhang Quan was no match for Lu Chengyun.

Lu Chengyun's swordsmanship is profound and skillful.

Zhang Quan was still doing the same thing, relying on his corpse transformation to fight Lu Chengyun head-on, and then he was stabbed into a honeycomb by the sword energy, dripping with blood, and fell to the ground.

This lack of strategy and simplicity in tactics make Mo Hua amazing.

Mo Hua thought that Zhang Quan dared to fight Lu Chengyun head-on because he really had some tricks to keep him under control, but he didn't expect that he did it all with anger and a fearless spirit.

Then he is really going to die...

Mo Hua looked at it and shook his head.

If he were really his ancestor, he would be so angry that he would lift the coffin.

Secretly manipulating Iron Corpse and helping him a lot, but in the end, this picture still doesn't live up to expectations at all!

In this way, without Zhang Quan as a chess piece, he would not be able to trick Lu Chengyun to death...

Mo Hua was a little helpless.

In the altar, Zhang Quan was dying.

His face was pale and there was blood at the corners of his mouth, or he knew he was going to die. He did not beg Lu Chengyun for mercy, but tried his best to say intermittently:

"Where's my...my...picture?"

Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows, "You mean, your ancestor's picture?"

Zhang Quan coughed up a mouthful of blood and said weakly:

"good……"

Lu Chengyun shook his head, "It's mine now."

Zhang's face showed an angry look, he coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, and said slowly:

"Okay...I admit defeat, but...Brother Lu, for the sake of all the things I have done for you over the years, before I die, let me take another look at...the ancestors of my Zhang family. …”

Lu Chengyun's eyes were slightly focused, showing no emotion, but he asked calmly:

"Let's take a look, what can we do?"

Zhang Quan looked ferocious and hissed:

"I, Zhang Quan, have been unfilial, causing the Zhang family's bloodline to be discontinued, and the Zhang family's body path to be cut off. I want to kowtow to my ancestors and clans! Apologize!"

Lu Chengyun was slightly moved, nodded and said, "Okay!"

He took out a scroll from his storage bag.

The scroll is rolled up, the paper is old, and there are faint gray stains and footprints on it, which were stepped on by the ink painting...

Indeed, it is the picture of the ancestor of the Zhang family.

Zhang Quan's eyes were excited.

Lu Chengyun slowly unfolded the picture.

Zhang Quan's eyes were fixed on the picture in Lu Chengyun's hand.

Lu Chengyun was halfway through the exhibition, his eyes were slightly cold, and when Zhang Quan was not paying attention, he suddenly drew his sword and penetrated Zhang Quan's chest with the sword, killing Zhang Quan directly!

Zhang Quan glanced at the sword on his chest, then looked up at Lu Chengyun, with a look of disbelief on his face, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Lu Dog Thief, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Quan lost his breath and slowly fell to the ground.

Even when he fell to the ground, Zhang Quan still stared at Lu Chengyun with eyes fixed on his face.

Lu Chengyun looked at the dead Zhang Quan with an indifferent expression. After a moment, he confirmed that he was dead and then said in a gentle tone:

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry. I'm afraid you have other tricks. To be on the safe side, I can only let you die first..."

“You don’t have to worry about the Zhang family.

"I will worship this picture of the ancestors with ease."

"In the future, I will adopt an adopted son and give him the surname of 'Zhang', so that he can pass on the incense to your Zhang family."

"Your Zhang family's corpse path will also be carried forward in my hands..."

…

After Lu Chengyun finished speaking, he used Zhang Quan's body to wipe off Zhang Quan's blood on the sword, then returned the sword to its sheath and walked to the altar.

In front of the altar, the nine-foot-tall and majestic corpse king Ruyuan stood.

When Lu Chengyun's consciousness moved, he could feel that this corpse king was completely under his control, and the more than twenty iron corpses around him were also under his control.

Lu Chengyun's heart was no longer calm, and he finally couldn't help laughing wildly:

"From now on, this corpse king who controls the corpses will only listen to my orders!"

"The monks in Nanyue City will dig mines for my Lu family from birth to death!"

"The entire Nanyue City will be under my control!"

“It’s time for the sky in this small wilderness state to change!”

Lu Chengyun smiled and suddenly stopped. He thought of ink painting.

Now that Zhang Quan is dead, the only person who knows about the Ten Thousand Corpses Altar is Mo Hua.

The ink painting constructed the formation eye of the Ten Thousand Corpses Resurrection Formation, and I also saw the formation he drew on the bronze coffin.

In the entire corpse mine, the person who knows the most secrets of the formation, besides him, is Mo Hua...

Lu Chengyun's eyes were uncertain, and as he released his consciousness, his face changed slightly:

"Why is this little gentleman missing?"

Mo Hua was startled, and quickly held his breath and concentrated his breath.

Lu Chengyun scanned the corpse mine with his spiritual consciousness, suddenly realized something, and began to scan the altar again. After a long time, he still found nothing...

He frowned and said doubtfully:

"Where?"

At this time, I was hiding behind Lu Chengyun and peeked at his ink paintings all night, and I didn't even dare to express my anger.

Lu Chengyun thought for a long time, having no clue and feeling a little irritable. He scanned the altar carefully with his spiritual consciousness.

But the altar was too big, and he had gone through a fierce battle, so it didn't take long for him to search for it before he lost consciousness.

Lu Chengyun stopped searching.

If the search continues, if the consciousness is exhausted and the corpse king cannot be controlled, causing the corpse king to lose control, it will be dangerous...

Lu Chengyun put away the visualization chart, ordered the corpse king to return to the bronze coffin, and ordered the iron corpse to return to the iron coffin. Then he dragged Zhang Quan's corpse and threw it into the empty coffin beside him.

Although Zhang Quan is dead, his corpse can still be used to refine corpses and serve himself.

Lu Chengyun's eyes were slightly cold, then he looked around, wondering what he was thinking, brushed his sleeves, and left the altar.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Until Lu Chengyun walked away and showed no sign of coming back.

Mo Hua then secretly left the altar, quietly returned to his room, and got into bed to pretend to sleep.

If Lu Chengyun came to check on him, he would say that he had been staying in the room and had not gone out, pretending to know nothing.

Lu Chengyun knew that he could hide.

To see through the hiding technique, one needs divine sense.

And Lu Chengyun had a fierce battle with Zhang Quan, and his divine sense was consumed a lot. He would probably think that it was because his divine sense was exhausted that he did not discover him...

Mo Hua thought about it and suddenly shook his head again.

No.

Although this excuse might be able to fool people, it still has a lot of risks.

And things are different now...

Now that Lu Chengyun has killed Zhang Quan, without Zhang Quan as a shield, Lu Chengyun's mind will be on himself.

Mo Hua's mind turned rapidly.

He had to run!

He couldn't run away from the front, because the natural boulder was the door, and there were two second-grade iron corpses guarding the door.

The two iron corpses were under control. I was weak and didn't dare to approach them to change the sequence of the array patterns on their spiritual pivot array.

It would be too late to wait for the monks outside to attack the corpse mine and escape in the chaos.

The corpse king was refined in advance, Lu Chengyun attacked in advance, and the crisis came in advance. There was no time to wait.

Then I can only blow it up!

"How to blow it up?"

Mo Hua thought.

I can't use the reverse spirit array. The array collapses and is extremely powerful, but it is too special. It is easy to expose the trump card and easy to be remembered by Lu Chengyun.

The earth and fire array should be enough.

Just set up the earth and fire array at the entrance of the small hole dug by the little tiger. The stone wall there is thin, and it should be able to blow down part of the corpse mine, so I can take the opportunity to escape...

With a determined idea, Mo Hua decided to try it, but before he started to draw the array, he was suddenly startled.

His spiritual sense sensed Lu Chengyun coming.

Mo Hua quickly climbed onto the bed again, covered himself with a quilt, and pretended to sleep.

After a while, footsteps sounded outside the stone room.

The sound was very subtle, but it could not be hidden from Mo Hua.

Lu Chengyun paced outside, wandering for a few circles, as if hesitating about something, and finally spoke in a gentle voice:

"Young Master..."

Mo Hua ignored him.

Lu Chengyun called a few more times gently, like a polite old friend.

Mo Hua felt his divine thoughts, which were a little gloomy, as if he had some ghost ideas, but there was no direct killing intention. With a slight move in his mind, he got out of bed and opened the door.

Before opening the door, Mo Hua ruffled his hair, and then went to open the door with a sleepy face. When he saw Lu Chengyun, he pretended to be surprised:

"Master Lu, why are you here?"

After saying that, Mo Hua rubbed his eyes, looking confused, pretending to be asleep.

Lu Chengyun was slightly startled and asked:

"Young Master, have you been in the room all the time?"

Mo Hua asked in confusion: "It's late at night, if you're not in the room, where else can you be?"

Then he was a little dissatisfied and muttered softly: "There's nothing fun here..."

Lu Chengyun hesitated.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Mo Hua was acting him.

At such a young age, is he really so cunning and has such innocent acting skills?

Lu Chengyun frowned and remained silent.

Mo Hua asked again tentatively:

"Master, it's so late, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Lu Chengyun came back to his senses and suddenly smiled:

"I came to see the young master this time to fulfill my promise."

"Promise?"

Lu Chengyun nodded, "Didn't I tell you before? As long as the young master helps me build the array eye, I will teach you... that array..."

Mo Hua was no longer sleepy, his eyes shining:

"Really?"

Lu Chengyun smiled and said, "I am the head of the clan, so I will not break my promise."

Will not break my promise...

The scene of Lu Chengyun promising Zhang Quan to show him the ancestor's picture, but before the picture was opened, he killed Zhang Quan with a sword, flashed through Mo Hua's mind.

Mo Hua complained in his heart: I don't believe you!

But on the surface, he pretended to know nothing, "Can I learn it now?"

Lu Chengyun shook his head, "I still need some preparation."

Mo Hua was puzzled, "Preparation?"

Lu Chengyun sighed: "This formation... is extremely difficult. I have studied it for decades before I have made some progress."

"And the most difficult part of this formation is the spiritual consciousness."

"The threshold of spiritual consciousness is too high..."

"Mr. Xiao has a very high talent, but he is still young after all. With his current spiritual consciousness, he may not be able to learn it. So before learning this formation, he needs to find a way to enhance his spiritual consciousness."

Mo Hua was stunned, and then "shocked": "Enhance spiritual consciousness? Could it be..."

"Yes!" Lu Chengyun nodded, "Mr. Xiao has an extraordinary vision, he should know... the visualization map!"

Mo Hua took a breath and said in disbelief:

"The head of the family actually has a visualization map in his hand?!"

Lu Chengyun nodded, and said meaningfully:

"In fact, Mr. Xiao has also seen this visualization map..."

"I have also seen it?" Mo Hua looked puzzled.

Lu Chengyun said, "It's Zhang Quan's painting of the ancestors!"

Mo Hua opened his mouth wide, pretending to be surprised.

Although his expression was a bit exaggerated, Lu Chengyun was trying to lure Mo Hua into the trap, so he didn't doubt it for a while.

Mo Hua thought about it and blinked again:

"But, when I looked at the picture, my spiritual sense didn't increase..."

Lu Chengyun showed an unfathomable smile, "That's young master, your method is inappropriate."

"Is there any other way?"

Lu Chengyun nodded and said gently:

"Little sir, come with me..."

Mo Hua looked confused and followed Lu Chengyun honestly.

Lu Chengyun took Mo Hua to a secret room, and there was an altar in the secret room.

The furnishings of this altar are simpler.

There are three plates on the table.

One for the hand bones, one for the foot bones, and the skull in the middle.

Candles were also lit on the altar.

The candle is white, the firelight is dark green, and the candle oil is flowing, like human tears, dripping and condensing at the bottom of the stage.

In addition, there are some strange artifacts and a white coffin.

These furnishings looked very familiar to the ink paintings, almost exactly the same as the altar in the Walking Corpse Village where Zhang Quan used human consciousness as a sacrifice to enshrine the Patriarch Picture.

Mo Hua showed a "fearful" look and asked:

"Master, this is..."

"This is the altar." Lu Chengyun said.

Seeing Mo Hua's uneasy expression, he smiled slightly and said:

"This Patriarch's Picture is somewhat special. It requires burning incense in order to open your eyes, see the true nature of the picture, understand the great principles in the picture, and enhance your spiritual consciousness."

Lu Chengyun pointed to the white coffin on one side and said:

"I've lit the incense and laid out the sacrifices..."

"I will provide you with the visualization picture next."

"Before this, the young gentleman only needs to lie down in that coffin, with no worries and no regard for life and death, so that he can visualize the true meaning of this picture and enhance his spiritual consciousness..."

Lu Chengyun's tone was gentle, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes reflected the green candlelight.

Mo Hua was a little scared, "Really...really?"

Lu Chengyun's voice was low, "Of course it's true..."

"But..." Mo Hua glanced at the coffin.

The shape of this coffin is the same as that of the zombie village, but it is more exquisite and smaller.

It seems to be tailor-made for myself...

Mo Hua timidly said: "I, I don't want to go in..."

Lu Chengyun's face suddenly changed, his expression became ferocious, and he said in a deep voice:

"go!"

Mo Hua was startled.

Lu Chengyun smiled sinisterly, "Little sir, don't live up to my kindness!"

Mo Hua frowned and hesitated for a long time, then slowly lay down in the small coffin under Lu Chengyun's cold eyes.

Lu Chengyun sneered, took out the coffin nails, sealed the coffin, and then solemnly took out the picture of Zhang Quan's ancestor and presented it respectfully.

Cigarettes curled up and candlelight flickered.

Lu Chengyun bowed and muttered:

"Open the drawing today, burn incense and pay tribute..."

"...The bones should be used as offerings to the ancestors, and the human body should be used as a feast."

"The founder of the Zhang family is here, my junior, Lu Chengyun, pay my respects!"

Mo Hua was lying in the coffin. When he heard this, he immediately let out a cry of pain.

He remembered that when Zhang Quan sacrificed human beings to Tu, there was this movement in the coffin.

Of course, you have to scratch the coffin with your nails, scratching out the heart-breaking, painful, despair and suffering of all kinds of struggles.

But Mo Hua is afraid of pain...

His little hands probably couldn't scratch it.

Mo Hua thought for a while, then released the little tiger and asked the little tiger to scratch the coffin board for him.

The little tiger's claws fluttered the edge, and the coffin board really made a hearty sound of "squeak".

Mo Hua also shouted in cooperation:

"It's so uncomfortable!"

"ah!"

"It's so painful! Let me out!"

…

Lu Chengyun was indifferent.

Shouting and shouting, there was gradually no movement or sound in the coffin.

Lu Chengyun stood there for a long time, then sighed and said regretfully:

"What a great talent. It's such a pity. The world of cultivation is dangerous, and even the most gifted people will inevitably die young..."

Lu Chengyun shook his head and left the altar.

Mo Hua lay quietly in the small coffin. When he saw Lu Chengyun left, he patted his chest with his little hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he thought of the picture of the ancestor of the Zhang family on the altar at this moment, couldn't help but licked his lips and muttered:

"Is he feeding me pictures or pictures?"

I forgot to mention it, happy National Day everyone~

This chapter has more than 4k words, so I wrote it a little late~