Chapter 702 Golden Marrow

The little silver fish swam away.

Mo Hua didn't care. While the nightmare was still there and the River God Temple hadn't collapsed, he continued to search the altar, not leaving out a bottle, a can, a candle, or a table.

But after searching for a long time, he still found nothing.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and with a thought, he sat on it himself.

He felt a sense of mystery.

It seemed that he had communicated with something in the dark.

But that was all.

I don't know if it was because the altar was destroyed by me and the altar was overturned, so even if I sat on it myself, I didn't feel much.

Unlike the altar in the Bishan Demon Cave, as soon as I sat on it, I felt a demon crouching, a divine aura approaching, infinite mysteries, and a sense of comfort.

Mo Hua looked at the messy altar and sighed helplessly.

It seemed that this was the end...

The time was up, and the River God Temple began to collapse.

The nightmare began to twist.

Mo Hua also felt a strong repulsive force. If he didn't leave, his consciousness would be annihilated along with the dream.

Mo Hua no longer resisted and slowly closed his eyes.

The world was upside down again, and his mind changed.

When Mo Hua opened his eyes again, he found that Gu An and Gu Quan were looking at him with concern.

Seeing that Mo Hua woke up, everyone was relieved.

"Young Master Mo, are you okay?" Gu An asked.

"Yeah."

Mo Hua looked around and saw that all the cultivators of the Gu family were intact. Yu Dahe also woke up and seemed to be fine. He nodded with satisfaction.

Things should be done from beginning to end.

Since they were brought here, they should be brought back safely.

But Yu Dahe was still worried.

He hugged his two sons tightly in his arms, with confusion and anxiety on his face. He couldn't tell the situation and didn't know whether his two sons were dead or alive.

Mo Hua glanced at the two children, nodded slightly, and said:

"It's all right now, the spirit is back..."

As soon as Mo Hua finished speaking, the two children murmured softly.

Yu Dahe was delighted.

But the two children still didn't wake up, they just frowned, tried to open their eyes but couldn't, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Yu Dahe panicked again and looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua said: "The spirit is not quite adapted yet, go back and rest, recuperate, it will be fine after a few days."

Yu Dahe was completely relieved, and then he was overjoyed, his eyes were red, and he kept saying:

"Thank you, thank you, young Master Mo..."

Mo Hua was also relieved.

Gu An looked around and whispered: "Young Master, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time, otherwise, let's go back first?"

Mo Hua thought about it, shook his head and said: "No hurry, I still have something to do..."

The head of the river god was cut off by himself.

Although this river temple still looks gloomy, it is no longer scary.

Compared with this, there are still some things to deal with.

"Xiao An, Xiao Quan, you protect me..."

Mo Hua said, and then took out a black cloth with several array patterns on it, and took out a stick with thick cotton cloth wrapped around it.

"I will meditate later. If my expression is abnormal and my eyes become evil, you can use this black cloth to seal my forehead."

"If I go crazy, you can use this stick to knock me out!"

Mo Hua was afraid that he would be hurt, so he wrapped a thick cotton cloth around the stick.

Then Mo Hua gritted his teeth and handed the stick to Gu Quan, but he did not forget to remind him:

"Remember to be gentle..."

He is not a physical cultivator, and his skin is delicate and tender, so he can't stand being beaten.

Gu Quan took the stick, looked at everyone, and asked in a low voice:

"Young Master, what are you going to do?"

Mo Hua waved his hand, "You won't understand the matter of the formation master even if I tell you, just remember what I just said."

Gu Quan nodded.

Others also knew what to do and didn't ask more questions, but guarded Mo Hua with a vigilant look.

After making thorough preparations, Mo Hua sat in meditation on the spot, and his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua's incarnation of consciousness opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

He planned to refine the evil thoughts of the river god first.

On the surface, the river god was dead, and turned into a pool of bloody evil thoughts, which were swallowed by Mo Hua.

But the way of the gods is profound and unfathomable.

Mo Hua was not sure whether the river god was really dead, so he thought of refining his evil thoughts first and "eating" them clean to completely eliminate future troubles, so as to avoid more dreams at night.

The huge evil thoughts of the river god were swallowed by Mo Hua.

Then, with the return of the spirit in the dream, they entered Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua directly formed the Lihuo formation with his divine thoughts and began to burn these evil thoughts bit by bit.

The river god's divine thoughts were very strong, but a large part of them were all filthy evil thoughts.

Mo Hua had to completely refine the evil thoughts, abandon the evil spirits, remove the filth and keep the truth, and retain the pure divine thoughts, so that he could really swallow them and digest them thoroughly.

The evil thoughts were scarlet, burned by the fiery red formation, and turned into wisps of white smoke, which were sucked into Mo Hua's stomach.

This white smoke was actually not clean, and there were still many instinctive evil thoughts left in it. After swallowing, it constantly eroded Mo Hua's will.

Mo Hua also just followed the usual practice and used these evil thoughts to temper his Tao heart.

In the complicated torrent of evil desires, keep your original heart.

In the hidden evil pollution, keep your humanity.

The body and mind are one, clear as a mirror.

This kind of perseverance in the heart of Tao is extremely challenging, but fortunately Mo Hua has gotten used to it, and even somewhat accustomed to it.

All the evils passed through his heart, leaving no trace.

In this way, he burned the evil spirits, absorbed the divine thoughts, and tempered his heart of Tao.

His heart of Tao was getting firmer and firmer.

His divine consciousness was also growing stronger and stronger.

As a dignified second-grade river god, his divine thoughts were extremely powerful. Although he had fallen and most of them were evil thoughts, after refining and purification, the remaining pure divine thoughts were still very impressive.

In this way, after an unknown period of time, the evil thoughts of the blood river were gradually burned dry, and the wisps of divine thoughts were swallowed up one by one.

All kinds of evil desires surged from his heart, but were also suppressed by Mo Hua with his firm heart of Tao.

A whole second-grade fish head river god was "eaten" by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was a little full.

And with the nourishment of a whole river god, his divine consciousness took another big step forward.

The realm of seventeen-line spiritual consciousness, which was separated by a chasm before and as far as the horizon, now seems to be right in front of us.

But despite "eating" so much, there is still a barrier between the sixteenth and seventeenth lines, and he was ultimately unable to cross it.

Mo Hua sighed, feeling helpless.

From the sixteenth to the seventeenth line of spiritual consciousness, from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building, it seems that there is only one line between them, but this line is really like a cliff and a chasm.

If you don't rely on realm improvement to drive the growth of spiritual consciousness, but simply rely on yourself to find a way.

To hone spiritual consciousness bit by bit, to devour one evil spirit after another, like water dripping through a stone, to strengthen spiritual consciousness bit by bit, to break through the bottleneck, it is really as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Fortunately, now, it's only a little bit away.

But Mo Hua thought again, it may look like "a little bit", but no one knows how many thresholds are hidden in this little bit.

"Take your time, it should be soon..."

Mo Hua sighed, suppressed his anxious mood, and gradually calmed down.

Now that he was full and a little stuffed, he thought about digesting the food first, consolidating it, and then exiting the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua concentrated, closed his eyes and meditated, visualizing himself.

It was not only digesting the divine thoughts, but also thoroughly consolidating the heart of Tao.

Time passed by little by little, and it was unknown how long it had been. When Mo Hua closed his eyes and knew nothing, a large shadow suddenly emerged from behind him.

This shadow was blood-red in the black, and the breath was terrifying, but silent.

Mo Hua was meditating, defenseless.

The shadow spread from behind Mo Hua's small figure, gradually getting bigger, and manifested into a huge demonic shadow.

The shadow was like a sinful swamp, filled with black water, and a monster with huge teeth and ugly goat horns slowly emerged from it.

The monster slowly opened its bloody mouth and swallowed Mo Hua in front of it silently.

The ferocious mouth completely covered the small Mo Hua.

Just when it was about to devour Mo Hua, a figure suddenly flashed in front of it, and Mo Hua's figure disappeared.

The monster was stunned for a moment, and its two ugly big eyes focused upwards, and it saw a child standing on its head.

The child lay on its head, hanging its head upside down, staring at its big eyes, and complained:

"Why did you come out just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The monster's pupils changed drastically, and it shook its head violently, trying to get rid of Mo Hua.

Mo Hua held the monster's horns with one hand, like a sticky candy, sticking to its head tightly.

At the same time, Mo Hua's right hand grasped out of thin air.

Endless golden edges gathered in its hands, condensing into an ancient but terrifying pale golden sword of divine thought.

The monster's pupils almost bulged, and it struggled more violently.

But it was so huge that it couldn't get rid of Mo Hua at all.

Mo Hua didn't say anything, and it was clean and neat. With a poke of his little hand, the pale golden light condensed into a golden line and pierced directly into the monster's eyebrows.

On the small golden sword, several golden lights burst out, directly piercing the monster's head.

The divine mind turned into a sword, extremely sharp.

The monster struggled, roared in pain, and tore at Mo Hua with its claws.

Mo Hua jumped around on its head, his body as light and natural as water, dodging all these killing moves one by one, and then turned back and stabbed another sword into its head.

The sharp golden light poured down, and the sword light burst out, invincible, strangling the flesh and blood transformed from the monster's inner evil thoughts.

The monster roared in fear, the injury worsened, and the movement became slower and slower.

Take advantage of its illness to kill it!

Mo Hua "swish" stabbed a few more times, and the sword energy transformed by the divine mind overflowed, cutting vertically and horizontally, cutting a large evil monster into pieces, and finally turned into a pool of black water, collapsed on the ground, and had no breath.

The sea of ​​consciousness calmed down temporarily.

Mo Hua landed lightly on the ground and pointed the golden sword at the black water on the ground, "Come out, I know you are not dead."

The black water trembled, and then a black shadow slowly emerged from it.

The whole black shadow, condensed from the filthy black water, turned into a dark water monster, which looked a bit like the river god, also with a fish head and a human body.

But there were horns on its head, and on the fish head, the teeth protruded outward, and the fangs rolled up, like a... sheep's mouth?

Mo Hua frowned, and then suddenly realized.

This seemed to be the body of the Great Wilderness Evil God.

But this body was a little different, as if it was parasitic on the river god, and gradually assimilated with the river god, so it was closer to... an evil god?

The Black Water River God looked at Mo Hua coldly, with a vigilant look.

Its voice, like the river god, carried some of the strange sounds of the water monster, but it was heavier and more gloomy.

"Kid, when did you find me?"

Mo Hua hummed in his heart.

This trip to the fishing village is just for you.

And when I was deducing the cause and effect, I saw you hiding in the dark and plotting against my senior sword cultivator from the Taixu Sect. How could he not know about your bad habits?

Of course, Mo Hua would not tell the truth.

Mo Hua just said: "You hid it really well. I just discovered it."

The Blackwater River God looked ugly.

It was sure that this kid was definitely lying.

The key is that this kid lied without any hesitation, he really just said it.

But now the situation is unfavorable. After seeing the power of spiritual thoughts turned into swords, and knowing that they are invincible, the Blackwater River God said:

"I was rash, little fellow Taoist, can we both stop?"

Mo Hua snorted coldly and said nothing.

Heishuihe said: "What do you want?"

Mo Hua looked unhappy, "You sneaked into my sea of ​​​​consciousness, cowardly trying to plot against me, and you asked me what I wanted?"

"Don't you think it's rude for you to do this?"

"Should I apologize and make amends to show my sincerity?"

Blackwater River God thinks ink painting is childish.

But it had seen the way Mo Hua pressed the River God's head and cut off the River God's head with a sword, and knew that this kid was cruel and cruel and could never be truly childish.

When you think he is childish, it is actually you who is childish.

The Blackwater River God wrinkled his ferocious eyebrows and asked, "How do you want me to show my sincerity?"

"I'm young and not greedy," Mo Hua said with a smile, "Just give me some good things."

The Blackwater River God's eyes darkened, and he was a little confused, "What is it?"

"Of course..."

Mo Hua smiled slightly, with a sharp sword light in his eyes.

"Your essence!"

As soon as the word "divine marrow" came out, the expression of the Blackwater River God suddenly changed.

It was 100% sure at this point that this kid really knew everything! !

The origin of the divine order.

The essence of the avenue.

This is the core taboo of the gods.

But this kid, he blurted out that he wanted to ask for the marrow!

There must be a traitor among the gods who told all the secrets to this little scourge!

The Blackwater River God was startled, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with the surrounding situation. He looked intently and saw that at some point, formations appeared on the ground and formed a formation.

Its divine body has been locked by the dungeon formation.

not good!

The Blackwater River God's evil thoughts surged and he immediately broke free from the dungeon formation.

In just this moment, Mo Hua's body had already flashed, and he was close to it. The golden sword made of divine thoughts in his hand danced with sword light.

The sword light was so sharp that it "divided" the Blackwater River God into pieces again.

After the Blackwater River God was "dismembered", he turned into a pool of black water.

Mo Hua frowned.

Although this evil thought was turned into a sword by divine thought, it was cut into pieces and obviously weakened, but it still did not die out.

Sure enough, a moment later, the Blackwater River God appeared again.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Why won't you die?"

The face of the Black Water River God changed, and a strong fear arose in his heart.

He didn't expect that the sword transformed from divine thoughts would be so powerful.

Especially this sword move, in the hands of this kid who has extremely strong and profound spiritual thoughts, makes up for the balance of his spiritual thoughts, but the disadvantage of not being able to kill to the extreme becomes even more terrifying.

This kid's spiritual thoughts are so strong that he has shown signs of "Tao transformation" and is even comparable to "gods".

That sword cultivator from hundreds of years ago was strong in killing power, but his spiritual thoughts were weak, so he was easy to deal with.

As for this kid, his spiritual thoughts are strong.

Not to mention whether you can sneak attack him from the shadows.

Even if there is a sneak attack, it may not be able to severely damage him.

And as long as he backhands and uses his divine thoughts to transform into swords, even if he is the evil god incarnate, he is no match for him.

Unless in a higher realm, a higher-level divine skeleton is used to hatch a more powerful incarnation of the evil god, and relying on the advantages of divine grade and divine level, it can be forcibly wiped out with thunderous means.

Otherwise, the second-grade Evil God incarnation alone would not be able to do anything to him...

Thinking of this, the Blackwater River God himself was stunned for a moment.

"Only by" the second-grade evil god incarnation...

When did the incarnation of a majestic evil god want to be so unconfident, so cautious, and use the word "merely" when he intended to wipe out the spiritual thoughts of a human monk?

The Blackwater River God was angry and frightened.

At present, it seems that this child has only lived for a mere ten years, and his spiritual thoughts are so strong.

If he is allowed to live for dozens, or even hundreds of years, and his spiritual thoughts are further enlightened, then what's the point?

There was a hint of sinisterness in the ferocious eyes of the Black Water River God.

"I'm asking you a question," Mo Hua said, "Why don't you die?"

The Blackwater River God's eyes were gloomy and he sneered, but did not answer.

I can't answer what he said...

This son knows a lot about the things of the gods, and his mind is cunning and cunning.

You can't let this kid know the secrets of Shinto anymore.

"not talking……"

Mo Hua frowned.

He looked at the Black Water River God for a while, and there was a faint aura in his black and white eyes.

Without speaking... do you think you can't guess it?

This Black Water River God should be the true incarnation of the Great Wilderness Evil God. He is only at the second level, and may not be the same as the divine skeleton.

Mo Hua speculated that the incarnation of the evil god was hatched from the "god's skeleton".

This is what happened in the small fishing village.

The "divine body" of the Great Wilderness Evil God, through evil means, polluted and parasitized the original body of the river god in the fishing village, and used the body of the river god as a breeding ground to hatch the "evil god incarnation".

This evil god incarnation itself contains the original will of the evil god.

The evil thoughts of the Great Wilderness Evil God are monstrous, and his own strength must be very terrifying.

Its original will is naturally difficult to erase.

Although I can use my divine thoughts to turn it into a sword and cut it into pieces, I can't completely kill it.

This is also the reason why the Black Water River God, although not my opponent, is fearless.

I can cut it, but I can't kill it.

And as long as I can't kill it, it will take root in my sea of ​​​​consciousness and continue to pollute and spread.

There is only a thief for a thousand days, and there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

No matter how firm my Tao heart is, if it is endlessly polluted by evil thoughts, sooner or later, my Tao heart will be lost, and I will be enslaved by the evil god and become a puppet of evil desires.

This should be the plan of this incarnation of the evil god.

It does not need to defeat itself, but only needs to have the opportunity to enter its sea of ​​consciousness. Relying on the indelible will of the evil god, it will "assimilate" itself sooner or later.

This is an "open plot".

It is also the evil god's seemingly ordinary, but most terrifying, and almost "unsolvable" means.

And there are two possibilities for why I cannot kill the will of the evil god...

One is that the evil god at the level of the Lord of the Great Wilderness has immortal thoughts and cannot be wiped out by myself.

Another possibility is that my consciousness has not changed enough, and my "god level" is relatively low, so I cannot wipe out the will of the evil god at a higher level.

Or...

My spiritual consciousness is still shallow in the sword, and my killing is not strong enough, so I can't really kill the incarnation of the evil god.

Mo Hua thinks this is also very likely.

After all, this "Sword Style" of the Divine Mind Sword was learned by copying others, and it was not an orthodox inheritance. Moreover, it was only the entry-level sword style of the Divine Mind Sword. The moves were still very simple, and it was understandable that it could not "kill" the incarnation of the evil god.

"The sword style of the Divine Mind Sword..."

Mo Hua's eyes flashed, and he vaguely remembered some sword moves he heard from the sword master when he deduced the cause and effect of the broken sword:

"Shock God Style, Break God Style, Slash God Style, Destroy God Style..."

Could these be...

the more advanced swordsmanship in the Taixu Divine Mind Sword True Art?

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and his eyes were full of longing.

It's just a pity that, due to various reasons, the sect seems to have lost the inheritance of the divine mind sword, and I don't know where to learn these more advanced divine mind sword styles...

"I don't know if I can learn more powerful divine mind sword moves such as 'slashing god style' and 'destroying god style' without relying on external objects, and kill the incarnation of the evil god with my own strength..."

Mo Hua looked at the Black Water River God with a slightly bright look in his eyes, and silently calculated in his heart.

The Black Water River God was stared at by Mo Hua, and for some reason, he suddenly felt cold all over.

"Forget it if you don't say it," Mo Hua looked at the Black Water River God again, and said a little bored, "I have to hurry, so I can only kill you first..."

The Black Water River God was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing.

Ignorant child, talking nonsense!

"Kill me?"

"With your unique move of divine mind sword, you can only defeat me, but you can't kill me."

"What else can you do to me?"

I am the incarnation of the evil god, and I follow the will of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

The Black Water River God could not imagine what means a mere ten-year-old foundation-building cultivator could use to completely wipe him out.

"Moreover, you have no idea how terrifying and supreme my original body is..."

"I know..." Mo Hua curled his lips, "The Great Desolate Evil God..."

The Black Water River God was stunned, his eyes suddenly widened:

"You... know?"

How could you know?

How could you, a ten-year-old human cultivator, know, and how could you possibly know the Great Desolate Lord who hid in the dark and used the evil thoughts to cover up the secrets of heaven?

Mo Hua was unwilling to talk to him.

He was hungry again.

The evil thoughts of the river god made him full.

But now, he wanted to eat better.

Mo Hua held the golden light in his hand, and his eyes were fierce.

The Black Water River God trembled in his heart, and realized that the situation seemed a little bad at this time.

Being able to dispel the fog of heaven's secrets, see through the evil cause and effect, and know the honorable name of the Lord of the Great Wilderness means that this little cultivator, despite his low cultivation, has already stood on the chessboard and has the qualifications to play chess, rather than simply being a muddleheaded, manipulated chess piece...

No matter how strong a chess piece is, it is just a chess piece.

No matter how weak a chess player is, he is still a chess player.

People who are qualified to intervene in this chess game, no matter how insignificant they look, must not be underestimated!

When the Black Water River God thought of this, his eyes turned into a shadow in an instant, and he wanted to escape into the black water.

But halfway through, he suddenly found that he could not move.

Several pale golden array patterns, flowing with the ancient and majestic aura of the gods, were imprinted on its body, blocking it.

"Shinto formation?!"

The Black Water River God was shocked. He looked at Mo Hua and took a breath of cold air: "How could you possibly know Shinto formation?!"

Mo Hua smiled and said, "I learned it from your dojo."

The Black Water River God's face was distorted.

The level of these Shinto formation patterns was still very shallow. It was purely because Mo Hua's divine consciousness that manifested the formation patterns was strong enough to temporarily restrict the Black Water River God.

Mo Hua grabbed the horn of the Black Water River God and dragged it to the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The uneasiness in the heart of the Blackwater River God is getting stronger and stronger.

It began to seduce: "Little Taoist friend, your spiritual thoughts are so strong that I have never seen them before. Being a 'human' is really an incompetence of your talents. Why don't you join me on the supreme path of 'gods'..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to give up your body."

"Being a god is a bit boring after all. Keep your body, indulge in sex, and have thousands of wonderful pleasures..."

"What do you want? Kung Fu, Taoism, fame, power, beauty..."

"I can give it to you!"

The ink painting is indifferent.

Seeing that the inducement was unsuccessful, the Blackwater River God looked stern and threatened:

"The Lord of the Great Wilderness, with boundless gods, three thousand mountains, and countless demons and monsters. If you don't know the height of the sky and how high the sky is, and spoil my plan, you will fall into purgatory forever, and you will never be able to redeem yourself..."

"Are you done?" Mo Hua asked.

Blackwater River God's eyelids twitched.

Mo Hua whispered: "I'll show you something good..."

Before he finished speaking, in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, an ancient and mysterious Taoist stele appeared, and the aura of the Taoist road floated.

The Blackwater River God's eyes widened, "This is..."

Mo Hua took action directly, with his small hands like iron pliers, pressing the head of the Black Water River God onto the Taoist monument.

The Blackwater River God was caught off guard and saw that taboo, deathly red color.

Thunder!

At that moment, the law was imposed, life and death were determined, and it was irreversible.

The horror in the eyes of the Black Water River God had not disappeared before it was directly obliterated by the Tribulation Thunder, and together with the evil will of the Lord of the Wilderness, it died together.

The black water burns dry, and the evil spirit is eliminated.

The evil god of black water was "sterilized", and the god was destroyed, leaving only a large amount of pale golden marrow.

And among these light golden marrow, there are actually a few strands that are extremely pure, close to the color of pure gold. The laws of the great road are restrained, and they are flowing with bright and dazzling light.

This ray of light illuminated Mo Hua's eyes.

Mo Hua's eyes shone with joy.

Pure golden marrow!