Chapter 709 Wan Xie

The rain is about to come in Taixumen Mountain, and the small fishing village devotes itself to worshiping, and the little whitebait steals the incense.

Mo Hua doesn’t know anything about these things.

The affairs of the River God have been dealt with, and we can feel at ease for the time being.

He was in the sect, practicing happily every day, taking classes and drawing formations, and waiting with great anticipation for the "takeaway".

And six days later, he stole the evil god's authority and ordered the "takeout" that was finally here.

This, no, this "wave" of takeout will probably be "delivered" to Yu'er's dream at midnight tonight.

This time was also specially chosen by Mo Hua.

It's safe, secretive, and unobtrusive, and there's a Taoist monument to back you up, which gives you more confidence in ink painting.

But before that, there are still some preparations for ink painting.

These preparations are mainly for Yu'er.

This time he ordered a lot of evil spirits.

Mo Hua himself didn't care. The River God and the Evil God all died in his hands. They were also "eaten alive" by his owl's head struck by lightning, let alone these lower-level monsters.

But Yu'er was different. He was just a child after all, and he didn't have the means to kill or protect with his spiritual thoughts.

If he misses, it won't matter if his mind is hurt a little, but if the evil spirit is rampant and hurts Yu'er, then he will feel guilty.

Therefore, it is necessary to prepare thoroughly in advance.

In addition, the ink painting also drew several Shinto formations to suppress evil spirits and protect Yu'er.

Dusk is falling and midnight is approaching.

Mo Hua came to Yu'er's room, placed the Shinto formation around the bed, and surrounded Yu'er.

Yu'er's eyes were bright and clear, with a curious look on her face, she pointed at the formation and asked:

"Brother Mo, what is this?"

Mo Hua touched Yu'er's little head and said, "This is used to ward off evil spirits and prevent you from having nightmares."

Yu'er smiled and said sweetly: "Thank you, brother."

Mo Hua couldn't help but smile and said warmly: "Go to bed early, I have to get up early to practice tomorrow."

"Uh-huh!"

Yu'er nodded her little head quickly.

After comforting Yu'er, Mo Hua found Wen Renwei again and lowered his voice: "Uncle Wen Ren, there may be danger tonight..."

Wen Renwei's expression condensed.

Mo Hua said with a serious face: "Tonight I always feel a little... uneasy. It seems that there will be an invasion of external evil. Once the time passes, Yu'er may have nightmares..."

Wen Renwei didn't cultivate his mind, so although he couldn't see the monsters, he had been with Mo Hua for a long time. He had seen Mo Hua keeping vigil for Yu'er, and he had sensed the gloomy evil atmosphere in the room, and knew that there must be some secrets here that were not known to ordinary people. , I also have some vague concepts about the so-called "external evil" in ink paintings.

There is too much monastic knowledge in this world, and there are also too many unknown secrets.

Even if he is a golden elixir, he cannot say that he knows all the myriad ways of cultivation.

There are always some forbidden areas in the world that few monks set foot on.

And the monks who can set foot in these forbidden areas, regardless of their spiritual roots and origins, are all people with extraordinary abilities.

In Wen Renwei's heart, although Young Master Mo is young and has low cultivation level, he is indeed such a "capable person"...

Wen Renwei looked solemn and a little puzzled, frowning and saying:

"Master Yu'er...hasn't been troubled by nightmares for a long time. Why did an 'external evil' suddenly invade again tonight?"

I brought it on...

Mo Hua couldn't say this kind of thing...

Mo Hua blinked and sighed: "Since it is an external evil, its behavior must be evil and full of tricks. Who can know..."

Wen Renwei nodded when he heard this, and felt that it was right. Then his eyes revealed a trace of worry and he begged:

"That little Mr. Mo..."

Mo Hua immediately patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

Whenever these monsters come, they will be like sheep in the tiger's mouth, and none of them can escape.

Mo Hua added: "But there are some things I want to tell you in advance..."

Mo Hua told Wen Renwei some "taboos" and emergency measures.

For example, if you become more evil, have evil intentions, go crazy, become stupid, or are attacked by evil spirits, how should you deal with it...

This was the first time Wen Renwei heard this.

Although I don’t quite understand the secrets inside, I feel that this seems to be a very complex and profound inheritance, and I respect ink painting even more...

After that, Yu'er fell asleep as usual.

He was young and simple-minded, and knew nothing about these things. He only felt at ease when staying by Mo Hua's side, so he quickly fell asleep.

Mo Hua stayed by Yu'er's side, meditating.

The Wenren Guards were standing outside, on full alert, wary of what might happen inside.

I don’t know how long it took, but the time has come.

In just an instant, the chill in the room became severe, and a gloomy and depressing feeling enveloped my heart.

Wen Renwei's expression changed and he looked around, but couldn't see anything.

But he could clearly feel that something was slowly growing around the house.

It seems that one after another, invisible and unknowable evil things are crawling out of the void...

And the feeling this time was much stronger than before.

It seems that there are many more evil spirits invading Master Yu'er's nightmare than before, and they are extremely powerful...

Wen Renwei took a slight breath of air.

He wanted to go into the inner room to have a look, but he remembered Mo Hua's advice, "No accident, don't come in, so as not to be contaminated by evil spirits..." Then he gave up the idea and just stayed outside.

But Wen Renwei still felt a little anxious.

In the inner room, Mo Hua, who was meditating, also opened his eyes.

His eyes were deep, black and white, mysterious, and contained the universe.

The black of calculation, the white of calculation, and the gold of the gods, in his eyes, intertwined and merged into one.

All the evil spirits in the room were exposed.

The texture of the heavenly secret emerged, half filthy, half bloody, black and red intertwined, like a chain of sin, evolving from the void.

These textures looked like chains when they were first seen.

Now they look more like branches of trees containing evil laws.

The tree of divine power!

Moreover, the causal texture this time is clearer and more real. Obviously, the divine power involved is more respected than before.

Therefore, the demons summoned are also more powerful.

The causal tree of divine power transcends the divine cognition of ordinary cultivators, and branches and leaves spread in the house little by little, gradually spreading.

Then black water condensed on the branches, and "fruited" without flowers.

Groups of black water, like sinful "amniotic fluid", condensed into embryos of evil demons, like hearts, trembling constantly.

Then the embryos broke open, and from them hatched out deformed and terrifying demons with human hands, cow hooves, and horse faces.

The hatched evil spirits became stronger and stronger.

They were densely packed, twisted limbs, hanging heads upside down, hanging on the roof, drooling with fishy saliva, staring at Yu'er with scarlet eyes.

Yu'er felt a little uneasy, frowned her little eyebrows, and murmured in her dream.

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly, and a layer of faint light lit up, protecting Yu'er in the middle, isolating the gloomy breath and the cold evil spirits.

The way to enter the dream was sealed by the Shinto formation.

The path of the demons was blocked.

They roared in anger, their eyes suddenly became fierce, and their breath was violent, and then they all cast their eyes on Mo Hua who ruined their good deeds.

The Evil God Tree descended.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's eyes were calm, with a faint, provocative smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Evil beasts, come and eat me..."

The God's Power Tree trembled, the demons were furious, and then they bared their fangs and claws, turning into thick black and red evil smoke, rushing towards Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

...

At the same time.

In the Ganxuezhou realm, there was a majestic and magnificent sect with many palaces, like the White Jade Capital in the sky.

Mr. Tu, who was wearing human skin and looked gentle and elegant, was meditating and taking a nap, and suddenly woke up.

He looked horrified, "Who... used the power of the God Lord?!"

"How... is this possible?!"

Mr. Tu's eyes were full of disbelief.

And Taixu Sect, the forbidden area in the back mountain.

At the moment when many evil spirits appeared, the bearded old man who was sitting in the sword tomb and blocked by many formations suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Evil spirit..."

No...

The bearded old man's eyes suddenly opened, with anger and coldness between his teeth, "Evil... God?!"

The Tree of Divine Power, which was clearer, stronger, more evil, and closer to the origin than before, descended on Taixu Gate!

Before the evil spirit attacked, he chopped a Taoist evil with a sword, suffered a loss, and then kept his mind.

After that, the evil spirit calmed down for a while, and there were occasional ghosts, he just watched silently and did not attack again.

But he did not expect that today he could sense the breath of the evil god's evil power tree in the mountain gate of Taixu Gate!

This is the evil god, who openly ordered the demons to invade Taixu Gate.

It is really unreasonable!

Haoran Ganzhou, the world is so decadent!

The Taixu Sect, which has the art of transforming mind into sword, has been banned for only a few hundred years, but there is already an evil god who dares to show up like this and openly invade our sect? !

The old man with a long beard had a sword intent in his eyes, and he was murderous. The swords in the sword tombs all over the mountain trembled slightly, and the sword energy reached the sky.

"Even if my life span is damaged and my foundation is not solid, I will cut down your evil power tree today..."

The old man with a long beard's sword intent rose halfway and suddenly stopped.

He was stunned for a moment.

Because the evil breath had disappeared.

But in a moment, it all disappeared, as if it had never existed...

The old man with a long beard slowly put down the broken sword in his hand, but before he could put it down completely, the tree of divine power spread again, and the evil breath came again.

The old man was about to get angry, and then all the evil energy disappeared again.

It was as if there was a huge mouth of the abyss in the Taixu Sect, swallowing up all the demons and evil spirits...

The bearded old man sat silently for a long time, and a trace of shock and confusion, as well as a trace of disbelief, flashed in his sharp eyes.

"What on earth is raised in my Taixu Sect..."

...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua opened his mouth wide and sucked in all the demons that had just been killed and refined into white smoke.

Mo Hua smacked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

This was already the second round.

After eating two rounds, Mo Hua could clearly feel that his consciousness had taken another step towards the realm of seventeen patterns.

"Almost there!"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he was very happy.

Soon, it was the next round.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, evil spirits gathered, black water filled the air, and from the evil thoughts, two demons with goat horns on their heads and black bodies were hatched.

These are the two goat horns.

Yangjiao Fengxing's status among the demons under the evil god is obviously higher.

Their attitude is also more arrogant, and they sneered as soon as they appeared.

But before they could say anything, Mo Hua grabbed the sheep's horns and pressed them to the ground. With a flash of golden light, he raised his sword and chopped off the sheep's head.

The two Yangjiao Fengxing didn't know how they died until they died.

After chopping off the sheep's head, Mo Hua used his divine thoughts to transform into a sword, and chopped for a long time before splitting the sheep's bones. Then he simply used the thunder to eliminate the poison, and then sucked up all the light golden essence inside.

In this way, he ate two sheep's heads simply.

Unfortunately, by now, Yangjiao Fengxing's level is a bit low, and there is not much essence inside. Mo Hua smacked his lips and felt that it was gone before he could taste it.

In addition, there are not many evil thoughts.

Mo Hua can only wait for the next "dish".

After a while, the foul smell was strong, and a fat, huge, hideous pig head with fangs appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the pig-headed demon appeared, he roared fiercely.

Before he finished shouting, Mo Hua leaped up onto the pig's head, clenched his fists, and pounded it hard.

This blow, with the power of the gods, directly cracked the pig-headed demon's forehead.

The pig-headed demon's ferocious roar turned into a whine of fear.

Mo Hua "clanged" and pounded a few more times, directly distorting and deforming a huge pig-headed demon, breaking it into pieces, and finally turning it into a pool of black blood.

Mo Hua manifested the Lihuo Formation, burned the black water, extracted the pure divine thoughts, and ate the huge pig-headed demon.

However, time was limited, and there was no time to refine it.

After a while, pink suddenly filled the air, and a sweet fragrance came.

They all covered their bodies with light gauze, with slender waists and graceful shadows, looking at Mo Hua with spring water in their eyes, with every frown and smile, they were indescribably charming and affectionate.

Occasionally, a woman would take off her clothes, revealing a beautiful spring scene.

Mo Hua's face turned slightly red.

But in a flash, the cold and ethereal eyes of the little sister, which seemed to be angry and angry, and like the shimmering light of water, flashed through Mo Hua's mind.

Mo Hua was startled and immediately came back to his senses.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he looked around to see his true appearance, his expression became cold.

"Red-faced withered bones, rotten skin and rotten flesh, evil foxes and evil beasts, disturbing my heart of Taoism!"

Mo Hua snorted coldly, clenched his little hands, and the magnificent Lishan cremation formation rose from the ground, and then the mountain was like a prison, and the sea of ​​fire raged.

The red-faced beauties, burned by the sea of ​​fire, screamed one after another.

They lost their charm that enchanted all living beings, their expressions were distorted, and they tore off their beautiful skins one by one, revealing their ugly true appearance.

Or the dry bones in the tomb, with empty eyes.

Or rotten skin and rotten meat, with maggots growing on the skin.

Or a human body with a fox face, reduced to a demon beast.

Mo Hua showed no mercy and went on a killing spree. He used the Lihuo formation to slaughter all these evil spirits with red faces and demons inside, and then devoured them all.

The ghosts and foxes were killed.

After that, the black smoke suddenly became thick, the evil spirit became fierce, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive. There was even a faint sound of war horses neighing.

Mo Hua's heart was slightly startled, and he saw a burly demon warrior with white bones as armor, holding a blood-colored long spear, and two goat horns on his head, walking out of the black fog.

Goat horn warrior!

And it was the only "hard dish" on the menu.

It is estimated that even if it is an evil god, it will take a lot of effort to refine such a powerful evil spirit.

Mo Hua looked at the tall and mighty demon warrior with terrible majesty all over his body, and the desire to fight emerged in his heart, and he was a little eager to try.

The scarlet pupils of the Sheep Horned General glanced at Mo Hua.

Although Mo Hua's divine consciousness incarnation looked like a "little thing", the demon general who had been on the battlefield for a long time and killed countless people still felt a huge threat.

The demon mount roared.

Mo Hua clenched his hands, and the golden light condensed and turned into a small sword. He also rushed forward and fought with the general.

For a time, evil spirits overflowed and golden light spread.

Swords and halberds crossed, and divine consciousness shook.

The Sheep Horned General was a demon specially refined for killing and was very powerful, but unfortunately it was facing Mo Hua.

No matter how strong the demon was, it was just a demon.

And Mo Hua was almost a young god.

And he was a "god" who was proficient in formations and learned to transform divine consciousness into swords.

However, after more than ten rounds, the powerful Sheep Horned Demon General was killed by Mo Hua's divine consciousness into a sword.

"A good opponent!"

"What a hearty fight!"

Mo Hua, who was not tired, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead to show respect, and then chopped off the head of the horned warrior as usual.

Another ram's head.

It was still a big head.

Mo Hua used the golden sword to chisel for a long time before chiseling a small hole in the ram's head, and then killed the poison, absorbed the essence, and swallowed a lot of evil thoughts.

I ate too much this time and was a little full.

The bottleneck of Mo Hua's consciousness was also stirring.

But Mo Hua still suppressed his realm for a while, waiting for the matter here to be over, and the buffet to be "eaten", and then slowly digested it, and peacefully broke through the realm for his consciousness.

After that, more demons came with thick black fog.

They looked strange and strange, with deep evil thoughts, and their methods were either cunning, or sinister, or vicious, or fierce...

But none of them were Mo Hua's opponents.

Even if there are thousands of evil spirits, Mo Hua can kill them with one sword and swallow them in one bite.

Kill first, then eat!

Just like a gluttonous little evil god...

Outside the sea of ​​consciousness, Wen Renwei was shocked and his emotions fluctuated.

He could sense that waves of some kind of evil existence were invading like a tide.

The gloomy atmosphere in the house was getting heavier and heavier, which made him, a Jindan cultivator, feel faintly frightened.

The destination of these evil spirits like tides was the weak and helpless young master Yu'er.

And Mo Hua was standing between the two.

It was obviously just a thin, small body, but it was like a solid and majestic city, blocking all the invading demons and monsters.

One man guards the pass, and all evil cannot get through.

Wen Renwei's eyes trembled, and even his fingers were shaking slightly.