Chapter 721 The Disaster

Cheng Mo and others were very confused, "Junior Brother, what do you want these things for?"

Mo Hua said seriously: "This matter is related to the secrets of the Dao Court. I can't tell you for the time being, and I'm not sure without studying the things..."

The secrets of the Dao Court!

The disciples were shocked.

As expected of a junior brother, he even knew the secrets of the Dao Court.

"But," a disciple asked in confusion, "encrypted letters are fine, blank jade slips, and the message-delivering orders that have been erased... these should be useless."

"It's okay, I have my own way." Mo Hua said calmly.

"Oh oh."

The disciples nodded in confusion.

The Yuanci formation is an alternative and unconventional formation, which is a branch of the Bagua Thunder formation, but it is outside the orthodox, universal Five Elements Bagua formation inheritance.

The Taixu Sect does not teach it, and these disciples generally rarely come into contact with it and know very little about it.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "If we find a clue, we can issue a reward through Dao Ting Si. Everyone can earn some merits by following the gangsters."

Issuing a reward through Dao Ting Si!

Everyone was shocked.

Cheng Mo was fine, because he knew that Mo Hua had some connections in Dao Ting Si.

The other disciples were shocked and surprised. When they looked at Mo Hua again, their eyes were different, even with a hint of respect.

For the children of aristocratic families, relying on the power of their families, it is nothing to ask Dao Ting Si to do something through their family elders.

But in the sect, being able to connect with Dao Ting Si and issue a reward by yourself has a completely different meaning.

What's more, good rewards are precious and have to be snatched.

Not only do you have to snatch from your fellow disciples, but you also have to snatch from your senior brothers and sisters.

Many times, these disciples with the least experience can only accept simple rewards or the ones that others have left over.

The merits earned are naturally very meager.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of it!"

All the disciples agreed.

So for a period of time afterwards, every now and then, there would be fellow disciples who would come to Mo Hua to "present treasures":

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I used the method you taught me to catch a bandit who was very good at swimming. I found a piece of demon bone from him. It looked like the bone of a water demon. Can you see if there is anything fishy..."

"Junior Brother, your Bagua Mountain Stone Armor is really useful. Those evil cultivators who practiced demon skills and had great strength punched and kicked us, but it didn't hurt at all. These are some jade slips they brought with them. The Daoting Division checked and found nothing. Junior Brother, can you take a look..."

"Junior Brother, I picked up a broken sword. I don't know if it's useful..."

"I caught a flower thief and got a jade slip. Please appreciate it, Junior Brother..."

...

Within half a month, Mo Hua had a bunch of things in his hands.

All kinds of things.

Some of them are indeed evil weapons of demon cultivators, but after the demon cultivators are caught, most of their storage bags will be confiscated by the Daoting Division.

Those with obvious demonic energy cannot be brought into Taixu Sect.

So what Mo Hua got were just some fragmentary and corner evil weapons.

These evil weapons are useless.

However, Mo Hua can see through derivation that these evil weapons are attached with some bloody cause and effect.

It seems that some vicious demon cultivators have used these evil weapons to coldly slaughter cultivators recently.

In addition, there are some goat horns.

But they are really just ordinary goat demon horns, and have nothing to do with the Great Wilderness Evil God.

There is no sect token either...

In Mo Hua's speculation, since these demon cultivators can gather together, it is definitely not spontaneous. At least there is a small organization, or it is a branch of a demon sect.

If so, there is a high probability that there will be a demon sect token.

The basic principle of the demon sect token should be similar to that of Taixu Sect or other sect tokens. They all use the Yuan magnetic array to build the bottom layer and expand the function.

The basic ones will have the function of communication.

If it is more advanced, there will be a "merit pavilion" similar to the Taixu Sect, which contains many treasures of the sect...

If you can get one of these tokens, there will be more things to "research".

Mo Hua is looking forward to it.

It's a pity that this kind of sect token has not been found yet.

Instead, Mo Hua got a book transmission order.

A few days later, Yang Qianjun handed a letter to Mo Hua and said:

"Cheng Mo and I were doing a mission in a second-grade small fairy city called Qingping City near the border of Ganxuezhou. After the mission was completed, on the way back, we saw a cultivator acting sneakily. He was obviously not like a cultivator in Qingping City, so we asked him a few questions casually."

"The cultivator answered flawlessly, but his eyes occasionally dodged, as if he was hiding something."

"I felt something was wrong, so I pretended to leave, but actually returned and followed him quietly. In the end, I found that this cultivator secretly used human skin as a mask to disguise himself. I don't know what he was planning."

"Cheng Mo and I joined forces to capture him and sent him to Daotingsi. Everything else was confiscated by Daotingsi, only this letter, everything was erased, I brought it back to you..."

Mo Hua took the letter and looked at it for a few seconds.

This is a light green letter, soaked with the smell of elixir and blood.

The divine consciousness sank into the book transmission order, and it was indeed blank, everything was erased.

Generally speaking, it was indeed so.

But Mo Hua's eyes were slightly focused, and with a deep glance, he could see that under the blank surface, there were messy irregular magnetic patterns, fixed regular magnetic patterns, and obscure but indelible secondary thunder patterns.

Rains leave traces, and wild geese leave voices.

Under all appearances, there are traces, but some people just can't see them.

"Is this letter transmission order really useful?" Yang Qianjun asked curiously when he saw Mo Hua's focused face.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "Thank you, Brother Yang."

Yang Qianjun smiled, "I'm glad I can help, you're welcome, little brother."

Yang Qianjun is a few years older than Mo Hua, and the two of them talked about their own things.

Mo Hua called him "Brother", and he called Mo Hua "Senior Brother".

After returning to the disciples' residence, Mo Hua began to restore the letter transmission order.

Mo Hua was already familiar with the whole process.

On the brightly lit desk, there were array plates, array paper, and pen and ink.

Mo Hua first opened the letter transmission order, copied the fixed magnetic pattern, and then recorded the next thunder pattern one by one, and then simulated it on another array plate.

He had received a book called "Annotations to Fixed-Form Magnetic Patterns" from Mr. Xun, and knew that the seemingly abstract and complex fixed-form magnetic patterns were essentially "signifying characters" in the form of array patterns.

Although "Annotations to Fixed-Form Magnetic Patterns" was not comprehensive and only had some general annotations, it was barely enough for Mo Hua at present.

Through the annotations to magnetic patterns, Mo Hua could already understand the meaning of these fixed-form magnetic patterns.

He first re-painted the fixed-form magnetic patterns on the array disk.

Then, on this basis, he simulated the secondary thunder patterns to restore the erased words in the book order.

As the magnetic patterns were restored and the array flowed, the disappeared words gradually appeared.

"April... Fourteenth..."

"Fellow Taoists, meet in Qingping City..."

There were some missing words at the end. I don't know if the fixed-form magnetic pattern was reproduced incorrectly or the secondary thunder pattern was wrong.

Mo Hua continued to deduce.

"Meet in Qingping City... Destroy..."

Destroy?

Mo Hua was startled, his eyes slightly solemn, and he felt something was not good.

He continued to deduce, and the last two words slowly emerged.

"The whole family..."

Mo Hua was stunned and connected all the words:

On April 14, fellow Taoists from the same sect gathered in Qingping City to destroy... the whole family?

Mo Hua took a breath of cold air.

Destroy the whole family!

The Xie family in Bishan City, the cultivators were slaughtered in the sea of ​​fire, and after being dismembered, the wailing, struggling, and painful scenes appeared in Mo Hua's mind again.

Mo Hua was a little unbelievable.

This group of demon cultivators are still planning to destroy the whole family!

But...whose whole family are they destroying?

The key words on the letter were not restored.

Mo Hua read this sentence over and over again, and then checked the fixed magnetic pattern, and checked the thunder pattern again and again. After a long time, it was still useless.

I only know that the target of the demon cultivator's destruction this time is in Qingping City, but I don't know which family or clan in Qingping City it is.

Mo Hua frowned.

Destroy the whole family...

Are these demon cultivators also the minions of the evil god?

What is the significance of their destruction?

Mo Hua recalled the things that happened in the Xuezhou world one by one, and finally gradually connected them together.

In the second-grade Bishan City, the Xie family was destroyed.

A Bishan Demon Temple was built near Bishan City, and there was an altar in the Demon Temple.

The former fishing village on the banks of the Yanshui River was also destroyed.

The fishing village directly became the preaching place of the evil god, and the nightmare was connected with the reality. A river temple was built, and there was also an altar in the deepest part.

So, "destroying the whole family" is considered a prerequisite for building the demon temple and the evil god altar?

Why?

Mo Hua thought about what he saw and heard in the small fishing village one by one, and had a guess in his mind.

To build an altar, you need to raise demons.

After the destruction of the whole family, the flesh and blood of the cultivators are used to sacrifice the flesh and blood demons.

The remaining souls of the cultivators are used to sacrifice the demons and evil spirits.

In the Demon Palace, some formations, rivers of flesh and blood, walls of bones... also need "people" as "building materials".

This is the case in the fishing village.

The Bishan Demon Cave has not been built yet. Before Daotingsi attacked, Fire Buddha also destroyed most of the secrets of the Demon Palace, leaving few clues.

But Mo Hua estimated that it was about the same.

Everything has rules. The evil god must follow certain procedures when preaching, offering sacrifices, and building altars.

"Take all things as straw dogs and take the common people as 'human animals'. This is the way of the evil god..."

Mo Hua's eyes were cold and he sighed deeply.

Then he was a little confused.

To do such a thing under the eyes of Daoting, there must be a traitor in Daotingsi.

At the same time, to lead these unruly and crazy demon cultivators to destroy the clan without knowing it, there must be a demon head in the same realm with extremely powerful cultivation and cruel means to take the lead.

Before, it was Fire Buddha who was at the peak of foundation building and practiced forbidden techniques.

But now that the Fire Buddha is dead, who else would do such a thing?

Mo Hua couldn't think of it.

"April 14, four days left..."

Four days later, who knows which family will be wiped out by the demon cultivators.

Mo Hua felt a little cold in his heart.

But he has been "confined" now...

Mo Hua thought for a moment, and immediately sent a letter to Gu Changhuai: "Uncle Gu, Qingping City, four days later, the demon cultivators will wipe out the family..."

Gu Changhuai was silent for a long time, and then sent a letter:

"How did you know?"

Mo Hua was about to answer, but was suddenly startled.

Uncle Gu asked: "How did you know?" instead of "How did you know?"

This means that he already knew about this matter before.

Mo Hua was a little surprised:

"Uncle Gu, you already knew?"

Gu Changhuai was a little helpless, "I arrested a few criminal cultivators, tortured them, and got some clues..."

Then Gu Changhuai asked: "How did you know?"

He is the Diansi of the Daoting Department and is responsible for surrounding security. It is his duty to arrest criminal cultivators and demon cultivators. It is not surprising to know this.

But how did Mo Hua, a sect disciple who never left home, know about the demon cultivator's plot?

Obviously, he only learned about this news two days ago.

Gu Changhuai frowned slightly.

Mo Hua told the truth: "I restored a messenger order, and what I saw on it..."

Is it a summons...?

Gu Changhuai sighed, as expected.

The formation master is indeed too outrageous.

The Daoting Division monks under him worked tirelessly to keep tabs on him, do their best to make inquiries, and even interrogated him with torture for days and nights. Finally, they finally managed to pry out this bit of information from the mouths of several demon cultivators.

As a result, Mo Hua, the kid, got a messenger order. After explaining it and restoring it, he knew everything...

People are more infuriating than people.

Of course, Gu Changhuai knew it in his heart.

Daotingsi does "tiring work", while Mo Hua does "technical work".

Especially the technical work of ink painting, which involves tricky and profound formations, is actually much more difficult than them squatting to follow and torture.

Gu Changhuai sighed again.

He didn't even dare to think about how unbelievable his formation skills would be when Mo Hua grew up.

"Don't tell anyone else, lest the news leaks out and alert the enemy," Gu Changhuai warned.

"Yeah, I understand." Mo Hua nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Uncle Gu, do you know which family the demon cultivator wants to destroy?"

Gu Changhuai hesitated slightly and replied: "It hasn't been found yet."

"What does Dao Tingsi plan to do?" Mo Hua asked.

Gu Changhuai was silent.

Mo Hua then said: "You don't need to say too much, just reveal as much as you can."

Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment and sighed:

"It doesn't matter which family is destroyed..."

Mo Hua then understood, "Set up a dragnet to catch turtles in a urn. As soon as the demonic cultivators enter the city with the intention of killing people and destroying the family, we will encircle and suppress them in turn."

"So it doesn't matter whose family they want to destroy, whether they know or not."

"Is that so, Uncle Gu?"

Gu Changhuai: "..."

You've said it all, what else can I say?

"Absolutely." Gu Changhuai said vaguely.

Mo Hua thought for a while and suddenly said: "Uncle Gu, Qingping City is a second-grade immortal city and not too small. Your Daoting Division doesn't have enough manpower..."

Gu Changhuai said alertly: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Hua whispered: "Shall I find you some help?"

Gu Changhuai disdainfully said, "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Just stay in the sect peacefully, practice well, and learn more formations. Don't think about whether you have these things or not."

"Although Daotingsi does not have sufficient manpower, it is not yet at the point where we need your help..."

Mo Hua said silently: "Near the border of Qianxue State, in the second-grade Immortal City, demon cultivators gathered together and planned to destroy the family. They dare to do such a thing..."

"There must be an insider inside Daotingsi."

"Uncle Gu, do you really feel safe using people from Daotingsi?"

Gu Changhuai was silenced by Mo Hua's question.

Everyone is tacitly aware of the mole thing.

And if you want to ambush in Qingping City and catch turtles in the urn, you must use a large number of manpower.

In addition to the Gu family monks, there must be other Daotingsi monks.

It's okay for the Gu family monk, he knows the basics, but for the other Dao Tingsi monks, whether it's black or white, it's hard to tell clearly what's hidden in their hearts.

Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and then asked Mo Hua:

"Where did you get the manpower?"

He was indeed curious.

Mo Hua said proudly: "They are all fellow disciples of my Taixu Sect. They are very familiar with me, and their ingredients are also very pure. At least they are cleaner than Daotingsi."

And they all call me "little senior brother".

Gu Changhuai's eyes were blank, a little surprised.

Mo Hua's relationship and connections in Taixu Sect are becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

However, Gu Changhuai still worried: "No, it's too dangerous. Those demon cultivators are at least in the middle and late stages of foundation building."

Mo Hua said: "It's okay. They won't fight head-on. They just need to help build a trap, guard the perimeter, and pick up the leaks."

Such dangerous things must be done by the experienced and experienced Daotingsi Chief Executive.

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly.

This is just fine...

Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and then said, "Do you want to earn merit for them?"

"Of course!" Mo Hua said confidently, "There is no free chicken drumstick in the world!"

Mo Hua added: "...What's more, I know you well, Uncle Gu. I usually work for nothing, and if I suffer a little loss, I will suffer a little loss."

"But they are different. They are all children of aristocratic families, and they all want to save face. Wouldn't it be unreasonable to go out and not earn some merit?"

Gu Changhuai curled his lips.

This little kid is full of nonsense.

I have never seen him work in vain, let alone suffer any losses. Most of the time, he makes others suffer.

"Okay." Gu Changhuai sighed.

Mo Hua asked cautiously: "How much merit can I give?"

Gu Changhuai said: "Two hundred."

Mo Hua shook his head, "At least four hundred."

Gu Changhuai had a headache.

After some reluctant bargaining, the final merit was set at three hundred.

Mo Hua has tried his best.

As a "little senior brother", he can only do so much.

But for ordinary disciples, three hundred meritorious deeds is not a small amount.

The next day, at noon in the dining hall, Mo Hua quietly said to Cheng Mo: "There is a big job, it takes fifty people, and after the job is done, each person will get 300 merits."

Cheng Mo was shocked.

Fifty people, 300 merits each, this is really a big job!

"Little brother, where is the job?" Cheng Mo also lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

Mo Hua said: "I can't tell you the details for the time being, you will know when the time comes, but this job is relatively risky, you must find an old hand."

Cheng Mo nodded, "Of course."

"Also," Mo Hua thought for a while, and added: "Find someone familiar, know the roots, and don't let the news leak out."

"In addition, try to find children from aristocratic families outside Ganzhou, who have little connection with the local aristocratic families in Ganzhou."

"If it is a local aristocratic family in Ganzhou, then you must have a good relationship, such as Hao Xuan."

Cheng Mo was confused, but he always believed in Mo Hua.

Whatever Mo Hua said, it was natural, and he didn't ask anything extra.

"Don't worry, junior brother," Cheng Mo patted his chest, "I'll take care of it!"

After that, Cheng Mo secretly went to find people, and found a total of fifty disciples.

Except for Situ Jian, Yang Qianjun, Hao Xuan, and Yi Li, who were familiar with him, most of the others were disciples who had friendships and were trustworthy.

And with three hundred merits, there was almost no reason to refuse.

They agreed without even thinking about it.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved, scanning everyone, and nodded with satisfaction.

This way, the manpower was enough.

After that, Mo Hua used the same trick again, "colluded" with Gu Changhuai inside the Daoting Division, and cooperated inside and outside. With extremely sharp consciousness, at the agreed time, in front of a group of senior brothers and sisters, he "quickly" snatched a huge amount of merits, but the description was vague and the meaning was unclear.

It was like taking away a large piece of fat meat in front of a group of hungry wolves...