Chapter 610 Broken Gold Jade Slip

The big man said angrily: "I don't!"

On this iron plate, there are dense formation patterns, like knives and needles, like a hell of fire. You can tell that it is definitely not a good thing without even looking at it.

"Are you kneeling or not?" Mo Hua said with a straight face.

The big man sneered, "You think I'm stupid...ah——"

Before he could finish his words, Ouyang Feng held him down and kicked him in the knee.

The big man bent his knees and knelt on the iron plate. He howled in pain instantly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face was distorted.

Mo Hua didn't know whether he was really in pain or fake pain, so he asked curiously:

"Does it hurt?"

He really wants to know...

Although this iron plate was designed by him and the formations on it were painted on it one by one, the specific effect was not clear from the ink painting.

He just estimated that it would be very painful.

After all, he drew more than one formation on the iron plate, and all of them were formations that were very painful when touched...

There is the Genshan micro-millimeter formation. After the formation is activated, the spiritual power is as fine as a needle and will pierce the knee, causing pain;

There is a Bagua Kan Water Formation, where the spiritual power will soak into the knees and become bitingly cold;

There is also the Lihuo Formation, where the fire spiritual power will slowly burn, causing burning pain...

These three formations are circulated in sequence, allowing the tortured person to experience the pain of needles piercing the bones, cold water biting the bones, and burning...

It must be uncomfortable anyway...

But Mo Hua didn't know exactly how uncomfortable it was.

He is not stupid, there is no way he can try it himself.

Now this traitor of Jinmen is still the first person to try the iron plate of "mountain, river and fire".

Mo Hua wanted to know how he felt after using it, so that he could judge whether his design was up to standard and whether the formation needed improvement.

So he asked sincerely.

But the big man thought that the ink painting was taunting and ridiculing him. He couldn't help but get angry and his eyes were red. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain of acupuncture, fire and water torture without saying a word.

"Speak, does it hurt?"

Mo Hua chased after him and asked.

The big man finally lost his guard and cursed loudly with a trembling voice: "What the hell..."

Mo Hua immediately took out the Qianjun Stick, stuffed his mouth, and said with a serious face:

"You actually cursed people, your quality is so low..."

The big man's mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak. His eyes widened with anger.

"It seems it still doesn't hurt enough. The power of the formation is still a bit lacking..."

Mo Hua touched his chin and thought:

"It seems that we need to add a few more formations..."

"What formation should I add?"

"Golden needles? Wood poison? Or..."

Murong Caiyun and Ouyang Feng opened their mouths.

The big man's scalp was numb when he heard it, and his eyes were horrified. He thought, how could there be such a sinister, vicious, and crazy little monk in this world? !

Who did he learn this from?

The big man said "woo woo" twice with all his strength.

Mo Hua took the Qianjun Stick away, and the big man gritted his teeth and said, "I said!"

Mo Hua was overjoyed, nodded and said: "Okay." Then the first sentence asked him what he cared about most:

"Does it hurt to kneel on this iron plate?"

The big man was so ashamed and angry that he didn't want to speak.

Murong Caiyun couldn't stand it anymore, touched Mo Hua's shoulder, and whispered: "Ask something else, don't embarrass him..."

Such a big monk was forced to kneel down and asked if it hurt.

It really made people crazy, and it was hard for them to explain to Dao Tingsi and the Xie family.

"oh oh."

Mo Hua thought about it and it was right. Business was more important. As for the torture feedback of this iron plate, he would ask others later.

Mo Hua felt a little regretful. His consciousness pulled the formation eye and temporarily closed the formation on the iron plate.

The pain disappeared, and the big man took a deep breath and gradually recovered.

Mo Hua started asking serious questions:

"Do you know Boss Jiang?"

After asking, Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and looked into the big man's eyes to confirm whether he was lying or telling lies.

The big man frowned and looked a little confused, "Who is Boss Jiang?"

Mo Hua asked again: "Do you know the vulture?"

The big man's face was pale, "Vulture... I have only heard of... this person is cruel and ruthless, not a good person..."

"You haven't seen him?"

The big man shook his head.

"Have you seen other bald people?"

The big man was confused by the question, "Bald... bald?"

Mo Hua described it, "It's similar to a vulture, maybe bald, but wearing a wig. The nicknames on the road include 'bald', or 'light', or 'Arhat', 'Toutuo' and so on." The sinful practice of words..."

The big man frowned in pain, "Why...why do you ask this?"

Mo Hua was unhappy, "Am I asking you, or are you asking me?"

The big man was under pressure, especially the pain caused by the dense formations under his knees that he had just experienced, and said helplessly:

"I kept my name anonymously and spent some time in secret. I heard about some monks who were very famous..."

"For example, 'bald wolf', 'bald dragon', 'kudutuo', 'evil arhat'..."

"But my cultivation is not enough. I only do petty theft and small business, so I have no interaction with them..."

Mo Hua silently wrote down these names and asked again:

"Have you ever kidnapped a monk?"

The big man's pupils shrank, but he shook his head and said:

"I don't dare. This place on the border of Qianxue Prefecture is full of families. I don't have the guts to get into such bad luck and kidnap and sell monks."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at him thoughtfully.

The big man tried to keep his composure, but he obviously felt guilty and looked away slightly.

Mo Hua smiled slightly, and did not ask further, but said:

"The last thing, hand over your disguise technique!"

The big man's expression changed, and he bit the bullet and argued:

"What disguise technique?"

Mo Hua showed displeasure, "Are you playing dumb with me?"

Seeing the big man's stubborn expression, Mo Hua's consciousness moved slightly, and he pushed the formation on the iron plate to the extreme again.

The big man's eyes suddenly widened, his whole body trembled with pain, his knees were in agony, but he clenched his teeth and didn't let go...

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "How can you be so patient?"

Before he finished speaking, the big man fainted from the pain...

Mo Hua was a little helpless, muttering in his heart:

"I would rather be tortured than hand over the 'disguise technique'..."

"Is it because the 'disguise technique' is too important, I can't hand it over even if I die..."

"Or is it because the formation on my iron plate is not powerful enough to force the truth out of his mouth?"

It's a pity that this iron plate can't be used by itself, and I don't know how powerful it is...

I'll find a way to improve it later...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

At present, the big man didn't spit out enough information.

Mo Hua planned to wake him up, let him suffer a little, and then let him spit out some truth.

He was almost certain that this traitor of Duanjinmen must have concealed something.

And he must have also kidnapped monks, but he was guilty and didn't dare to say it.

In this case, Mo Hua didn't need to be polite to him.

Mo Hua raised the Qianjun stick and wanted to wake up the big man, but was stopped by Murong Caiyun.

Murong Caiyun said helplessly:

"Junior brother, it's almost done... Don't play him to death, he still has to be handed over to Daotingsi..."

Mo Hua blinked, "Then I'll be gentle?"

Murong Caiyun had a headache, "That won't work either."

Mo Hua was a little regretful, "Okay."

The mission is important, the merit is important, and the intelligence can be inquired later.

Murong Caiyun was a little confused, "That Boss Jiang, the vulture and the human traffickers, why are you asking him these questions?"

Of course, it's for the Four Symbols Formation.

And their conspiracy to kidnap monks behind the scenes.

But these words are not easy to say.

Mo Hua said, "I suspect he is in league with a group of human traffickers! I have a little brother who was almost kidnapped by human traffickers, so I'm asking him to see if I can find any clues and catch them all!"

Mo Hua acted as if he hated evil.

Murong Caiyun and Ouyang Feng looked at each other, not knowing whether what Mo Hua said was true or false.

Mo Hua quickly changed the subject:

"Can I search him?"

The Xie family's purpose was to arrest people, so they didn't let them search him.

Ouyang Feng thought about it and sighed, "You search..."

He also took out the storage bag he had searched from the big man and handed it to Mo Hua, "You look through this storage bag as well to see if you can find any clues."

Mo Hua looked happy and immediately took the storage bag, but said a little embarrassedly:

"Brother, is this appropriate?"

Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "No problem."

He was also a little curious and wanted to see if Mo Hua could find anything.

As for the Daoting Division of Bishan City and the Xie family, given his background, he actually didn't care about them at all.

The reason why he abided by the rules was only because of the rules of the Tai'a Sect and the family motto of the Ouyang Family, and he didn't want to do anything that would disgrace the sect and the family.

Mo Hua immediately turned the big man over, and then frowned.

He found that the flesh and blood on the big man's body was soft and all "fake", as if something was attached to his body, creating a special shape.

So he could be a woman, a young man, an old woman, or a strong man.

The big man's face was obviously made of some skin, which looked very strange.

As for what he originally looked like, it was impossible to tell.

The divine consciousness couldn't "see" it either.

What the divine consciousness "sees" is the spiritual essence of all things in the virtual white space, or the trajectory of the qi, not the real appearance.

The flesh and blood face is all flesh, just an external appearance.

However, Mo Hua clearly saw the essence of the man's "spiritual power" and silently memorized it in his heart.

This way, if he encounters him again in the future, he will not be able to escape...

The man did hide some things on him, and Mo Hua searched them all out, and finally put them together with the storage bag.

Mo Hua flipped through them one by one.

Spirit stones, elixirs, spiritual tools...

Most of them are things that ordinary cultivators carry.

There are also some skills and Taoist methods, but they are not rare, and they can't see what relationship they have with the Broken Gold Gate.

There is no disguise...

The only thing that is a bit strange is a jade slip.

This jade slip is made of white jade and inlaid with a little gold edge.

Mo Hua looked very familiar, and after a little thought, he was shocked: he had seen the same style of jade slips!

Boss Jiang!

The human trafficker Boss Jiang had two jade slips of the same style in his hand, but they were both sealed and could not be seen by the spirit consciousness. Mo Hua stored these two jade slips in his own ring.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved slightly, and he found that the jade slip in the big man's hand was also sealed, and it seemed to be sealed in the same way as Boss Jiang's jade slip.

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, and he asked quickly:

"Brother Feng, do you know what this jade slip is?"

Ouyang Feng took it, took a look, and paused, resting on the gold edge of the jade slip, and said in surprise:

"This seems to be... the inherited jade slip of Jinmen Gate?"

"Broken Golden Gate!"

Mo Hua felt a little chilled in his heart.

So, that Boss Jiang was also a disciple of Duanjinmen?

Mo Hua thought of something and suddenly asked:

"Senior Brother Feng, does the twelfth-level Duanjinmen focus on sword cultivation?"

Ouyang Feng nodded, "Not bad."

"Then their sect has any powerful sword techniques?" Mo Hua's eyes sparkled.

"Yes." Ouyang Feng nodded and said, "There is a very powerful sword art in the Jinmen Sect, and its name is——"

Ouyang Feng said in a deep voice: "Breaking Gold Sword Control Technique!"

Broken Gold Sword Control Technique! !

The eyes of the ink painting are shining.

Zhen Sect Sword Technique!

Put it this way, that majestic, golden sword technique that Boss Jiang used was the Jinmen Sect's sword technique, the Jinmen Yujian technique? !

Then the inheritance jade slip on his body is...

Mo Hua's little heart was beating wildly.

Murong Caiyun silently glanced at Mo Hua, a little strange, "Junior brother, why are you... so happy suddenly? Your face is red..."

Mo Hua waved his hand and said with a smile: "Nothing..."

Suddenly he thought of something again and asked:

"Senior Brother Feng, what do you think of this jade slip? It seems to be sealed..."

Ouyang Feng said: "This is an inheritance jade slip. In order to avoid the loss of inheritance, these jade slips are specially 'sealed'. You must know the 'secret pattern' before you can unlock the seal and see the content inside."

"Sealing, secret pattern?" Mo Hua was startled, "Is this 'secret pattern' a 'formation pattern'?"

"this……"

Ouyang Feng hesitated.

He didn't learn the formation very well, and he really couldn't explain the secret behind it.

Murong Caiyun said: "You can also say that..."

"The so-called 'sealing' naturally refers to sealing with formations, and the 'secret patterns' that are unsealed are naturally also confidential formation patterns."

"This can also be regarded as a special application of the formation, but the form is different and the expression is slightly different."

Mo Hua understood.

In other words, as long as you master the formation inside and crack the sealed "secret pattern", you can get the inheritance inside the jade slip!

Ouyang Feng saw Mo Hua's eyes twitching and didn't know what he was thinking, but he still had no choice but to remind:

"This jade slip cannot be learned."

"If I'm not wrong, what's sealed inside the jade slip should be the movement technique to break the golden gate, the golden escape technique..."

"This is the inheritance of Duanjinmen. If you learn it on your own without permission, you will be held accountable by Duanjinmen..."

"What's more, this jade slip is stolen and will definitely be recorded by Jinmen Duan. It's impossible to learn it secretly..."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Feng."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't learn this jade slip, he still has two more...

I just don’t know what is sealed in those two jade slips...

After Mo Hua plans to return to the sect, he will continue to study quietly alone to see if he can use the knowledge of formations to crack the "secret pattern" sealed in the inherited jade slips and obtain the inheritance of Jinmen...

Even if you don't learn it, it is still good to study and criticize it to deepen your understanding of the sword art.

Maybe you can also lay the foundation and pave the way for yourself by learning the true art of turning Taixu Divine Mind into a sword...

Ouyang Feng looked up at the sky and asked:

"Junior Brother Mo, do you have anything else to ask?"

Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly.

He already knew a lot.

If you don’t know, you probably can’t ask now.

Moreover, Senior Sister Murong did not allow herself to ask any more questions, fearing that if she kept asking too much, the "big man" would be dead...

Murong Caiyun nodded, "Then I'll send a signal and call the Xie family monks to come over."

"Okay." Ouyang Feng said.

Afterwards, Murong Caiyun took out the folding book and set off a fireworks.

Mo Hua tidied up the scene, covering up traces of his "torture" interrogation, and even searched his body and rummaged through his storage bag.

Ouyang Feng was considerately on the side, checking and filling in the gaps for him. From the perspective of a bystander, he reminded Mo Hua if there were any omissions.

Soon, the monks from the Xie family arrived.

They saw the big man lying on the ground, unconscious, with a stunned look on his face, and there was something subtle in the way he looked at Mo Hua and the others.

It doesn't feel like gratitude, but like...

Mo Hua thought for a while.

Like...regret?

Do you regret asking the three of you to help?

Or do you regret that the three of you got there first and caught this big man?

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

There is indeed something wrong with this Xie family...

But it was none of his business.

Their mission has been completed.

Soon Murong Caiyun began to negotiate with the Xie family to discuss the details of the mission and the rewards for meritorious service.

During this period, many questions were answered by Murong Caiyun.

Like how to catch the big guy.

How did the big man faint?

What happened to the injury on his knee?

Who punished him to kneel down...wait.

Murong Caiyun spoke in a gentle tone, roughly speaking, the three of them happened to encounter him while they were patrolling, and they knocked him unconscious. During the fight, the spell hit his knee, so the injury was left.

The Xie family wanted to ask again, but at this time Ouyang Feng's face became serious and his eyes were like swords.

The monks of the Xie family did not dare to ask any more questions.

Mo Hua guessed from this that the Ouyang family should be very famous.

After the matter was done, the three of them set off and left Bishan City without lingering.

But when leaving, Mo Hua looked back at the mist-shrouded Bishan City and the majestic mountains. He vaguely felt that this matter was probably not over yet...

…

The carriage left Bishan City and headed towards the border of Qianxue Prefecture.

Halfway through the journey, Mo Hua said goodbye to Senior Sister Murong and Senior Brother Feng and got out of the car.

"Senior brother and sister, I remembered that I still have something to do, so I got off the car first. I will go back to the sect by myself tomorrow."

Murong Caiyun and Ouyang Feng were both startled. They looked at the barren mountains around them and couldn't help but ask:

"You are here, what do you need to do?"

Mo Hua smiled and said: "I have a Taoist friend who lives in the mountains. He is very lonely. Let me go and see him."

"Fellow?"

"Um."

"Live in this mountain?"

Murong Caiyun looked around. The dry mountains and old forests were deserted and did not look like they were inhabited.

Mo Hua smiled and said: "He is a little afraid of strangers."

"Okay." Murong Caiyun sighed, looking at the ink painting with worry in his eyes, "You must be careful."

"Don't worry, senior sister!" Mo Hua smiled.

After saying that, he waved, turned around and walked into the mountains...

Deep in the mountains, there is a ruined temple, and within the ruined temple, there is a mountain god.

This mountain god is looking sad and on the verge of crying. Soon he will have to meet a "person" that he doesn't want to meet at all...