Chapter 780: Shinto Formation

Mr. Tu? !

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

Although he didn't know who Mr. Tu was, judging from his past deeds, it was very likely that this "Mr. Tu" was the number one "lackey" of the Great Wild Evil God in the Qianxue State.

If this is the case, the level of cultivation will definitely not be low.

The formation must be profound and the spiritual mind must be very strong.

You may not be able to hide it yourself!

"Not good!"

Mo Hua was a little panicked and felt a little cold.

At this moment, the bloody figure possessing the black-clothed leader was suddenly startled, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Mo Hua.

But his vision was blocked by the huge statue of the ram-horned demon.

Mo Hua immediately retracted his head, gathered his breath, and sat motionless on the horned skull, not even daring to make a sound.

The bloody figure's eyes were fixed on the direction of the ink painting.

The leader in black clothes who was possessed by it was a little confused and asked: "Sir, what's wrong?"

The bloody figure was stunned for a moment, then suddenly frowned.

It resides in the black-clothed leader, and can only borrow the black-clothed leader's words, as if talking to himself, but his expression and tone are completely different:

"There is a hint of 'god' on the statue."

The leader in black was startled and said in fear:

"Could it be... that the 'God Lord' has arrived?"

The bloody figure's voice was a little distorted, with a strange hoarseness and a hint of confusion:

"No... In order not to be inferred by those old guys, this altar has never been used. Why does it have the aura of the 'God Lord'?"

The leader in black frowned and said:

"Sir, would you like to go to the altar and have a look?"

"Bold!" The bloody figure's voice suddenly became stern, "The Lord of God must not be desecrated! The holy place of the altar is the supreme place where the Lord of God lives. How can it be touched by the mortal bodies of you and me?"

The leader in black was scolded and immediately bowed and said:

"Sir, please forgive me. It was my ignorance that offended the majesty of the great Lord God. I deserve death."

The bloody figure looked slightly relieved.

"But...where does this divine aura come from?"

The black-clothed leader pondered for a moment, suddenly realized, and said with a trembling voice:

"Sir, could it be that... the plan we have been planning for a long time is about to come true, and the Lord of God is gradually recovering?!"

"The power of the Lord of God is gradually awakening, so the aura of the Lord of God is also coming to the originally empty altar?"

The bloody figure was startled for a moment, then his eyes flashed and he said:

"kneel!"

The black-clothed leader was immediately ordered to kneel down, touch his head to the ground, and together with the bloody figure on his body, he bowed respectfully three times to the statue of the ram-horned demon—and at the same time, unknowingly, to the ink painting behind the statue, and shouted at the same time:

"My Lord is immortal and has eternal life."

Mo Hua's mood was a little complicated for a moment.

After prostrating, the leader in black lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the ram-horned demon statue for fear of offending the will of the "God Lord" who had descended here.

Afterwards, the leader in black walked respectfully back to the main hall.

He dared not look at the statue again.

At the same time, he dared not approach the altar behind the statue.

Mo Hua slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was prepared to take action immediately if he was discovered. He drew a formation with his divine consciousness and ink, blew up the statue together with the altar, and then took the opportunity to sneak away.

Fortunately, the followers of the Great Wilderness Evil God are quite devout.

It was precisely because of their piety that they preserved the altar of their god.

Mo Hua glanced at the broken bone sword in his hand.

There was no breath in the sword.

The sword bones inside may have sensed danger and were "playing dead".

Mo Hua shook his head, then secretly poked his head out and glanced at the bloody figure on the leader in black.

This bloody figure must be that "Mr. Tu".

The figure was filled with a strange aura of reason and violence intertwined.

But the strange thing is that this aura is not particularly strong.

"Not me?"

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

It looked more like a ray of remnant soul, and it was only at the level of foundation building, reaching the peak of foundation building.

It is probably because if the leader in black who is possessed by the peak of foundation building is too high in the realm of residual soul and exceeds the level of foundation, the load will be extremely heavy and the leader in black may not be able to withstand it.

"It's just a remnant soul..."

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

But at the same time, I'm a little lucky.

If "Mr. Tu" was really here in person, he would probably be doomed.

But thinking about it on the other hand, if the true form of "Mr. Tu" is really in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, then the result of using copper coins to calculate the secrets will probably be "serious".

Not bad...my calculations are pretty accurate.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

On the other side, the leader in black walked to the center of the hall, sat upright, then made a disciple salute to the opposite side and said respectfully:

"Disciple Jin Yixuan, I respectfully ask you to teach me the formation."

Jin Yixuan?

Mo Hua was startled.

Sure enough, he is a child of the Jin family. His name is only one character different from that of Jin Yicai. He is probably of the same generation and has a close bloodline.

and……

Teach formations?

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

Ask "Mr. Tu" to teach the formation. Could it be that what he is teaching is...

Mo Hua held his breath and continued to listen.

Sure enough, after a while, the bloody remnant soul of "Mr. Tu" solemnly said:

"Tao is not asked lightly, and Dharma is not taught lightly. Do you know what kind of inheritance I want to pass on to you?"

Jin Yixuan, the leader in black, kowtowed and said:

"Disciple knows that what the teacher taught is the supreme formation technique that is gifted by the gods with the knowledge of ordinary people——"

"Shinto formation!"

Mo Hua's heart suddenly jumped.

finally come!

Shinto array!

In the main hall, the bloody afterimage of "Mr. Tu" nodded slightly and said solemnly:

"The Shinto formation is a way to steal the way of the gods."

"The essence of the Shinto formation is to use the formation patterns manifested by the way of the gods to mutate people's mental power, thereby competing with the gods."

"This is a heretical formation!"

"It's a lowly, ant-like monk who uses it to offend the majesty of the gods and blaspheme the evil ways of the gods!"

"This type of formation is not tolerated by the God Lord!"

Mr. Tu sounded angry.

He paused for a moment, and after calming down his anger, he continued:

"But all things in the world are subject to change in a lifetime, one positive and one negative, one smooth and one negative..."

"The Shinto formation is not only an evil method that disobeys the gods, but it is also a supreme formation that is loyal to the god."

"The evil heretics are trying to use Shinto formations, mutated thoughts, disobey the gods, and seal my lord."

"And we, devout believers, can naturally use Shinto formations to qualitatively change our mental power, so that we can better serve the gods and submit to the immortal god..."

The ink painting behind the statue was stunned after hearing this.

I see……

No wonder, the Shinto formation that was originally meant to "seal the evil god" is now in the hands of the evil god's minions, working for him.

Mo Hua curled his lips.

A rope that someone used to tie the dog.

Some people put it around their necks and used it as a dog.

Not even ashamed, but proud.

It's really quite mean...

On the other side, Mr. Tu said again:

"However, since it is a formation that steals the way of the gods, it means that this is definitely not something that ordinary monks can learn."

"In addition to some gifted divine fetuses, aliens who are born with telepathic minds, witches who can communicate with gods, or servants who have been transported by gods..."

"Ordinary monks cannot comprehend the divine formations at all."

"I have told you these words before..."

Jin Yixuan cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

"So," Mr. Tu said, "You are not a divine fetus, you are not a witch, your mind cannot communicate with the gods, and you have never been descended by the god. If you want to learn the Shinto formations, there is only one way..."

Mr. Tu said: “Borrow!”

Jin Yixuan was stunned, "Borrow?"

"That's right," Mr. Tu nodded, "Let's borrow it from the Lord of God, and use the Lord's mind power to form a Shinto formation!"

"In this way, even if you don't understand the core laws of the Shinto formation, you can construct a profound Shinto formation with the blessing of the God Lord."

"This is the blessing of God!"

Jin Yixuan immediately bowed his head and said: "Thank you Lord God for the gift!"

Mr. Tu spread out a piece of demon skin paper, picked up a formation pen, and dipped it in blood ink, "Now, I will teach you the formal Shinto formation."

"This is the Shinto inheritance of the Dahuang clan. It was born out of a 'divine seal' method that is extremely disrespectful to the god."

"This type of inheritance is divided into three formations:"

"One, the Shenguan Formation."

"Second, the divine mist formation."

"And the third, and most core, divine lock formation."

"The Divine Pass Formation controls the opening and closing of the great miracles of the Divine Way; the Divine Mist Formation can generate the mist that obscures the divine thoughts; the Divine Lock Formation is a 'chain' imposed on the body of a god."

"The three are combined into one, and a mortal can be transformed into a god by his thoughts!"

"It is a blasphemous and 'disrespectful' formation!"

"But now, this Shinto formation has been improved many times and has been transformed into a set of formation methods that can be used to worship the god, hide the god's great miracles, and use the power of the god to realize the god's grand plan."

"Mortals are just stupid dogs, with inferior bones and mortal bodies. They cannot comprehend such a great formation."

"Without the gift of the Divine Lord, you are also not qualified to see these formation patterns with your own eyes. You must keep this in mind!"

After Mr. Tu finished speaking, Jin Yixuan immediately kowtowed again until his forehead bled, and he said with tears of gratitude:

"Inherited by the gift from the Lord God, thank you for your teaching!"

"Okay," Mr. Tu said, "I will pass on the formation pattern now, you can watch it carefully."

Later, Mr. Tu borrowed Jin Yixuan's body to draw Shinto formation patterns on paper.

Jin Yixuan looked at it respectfully.

After finishing the painting, Mr. Tu said: "You should familiarize yourself with the formation pattern and the essence of the formation first, and I will teach you the essence of the formation in the future."

"Yes." Jin Yixuan said.

After that, the bloody figure gradually disappeared, and a trace of Mr. Tu's remnant soul slowly sank into Jin Yixuan's body and disappeared.

Jin Yixuan looked at the formation pattern in front of him with an excited expression.

"This is...the Shinto Formation!"

It is a formation inheritance that is almost extinct in the entire Qianxue State.

Looking at the entire Jiuzhou of Xiujie, there are only a handful of them.

The conditions for practicing the Shinto Formation are very demanding. Even within a large state, there are probably only a handful of monks who can master the Shinto Formation.

And he is about to become a Shinto formation master!

He caressed the demon skin formation paper in front of him with great care. He regarded every formation pattern on the paper as a treasure.

After a while, he gathered his thoughts and began to study the Shinto formations.

After studying for a while, he took out a pen and paper and began to practice the formation pattern.

Jin Yixuan frowned and drew over and over again, but the more he drew, the tighter his frown became. He seemed to be stumped by something, and his progress was extremely slow.

I don’t know how long it took, but there were footsteps outside the door, and then the voice of a demon cultivator sounded:

"Leader..."

Jin Yixuan closed the demon skin scroll, frowned and said unhappily:

"What's the matter?"

The demon cultivator said respectfully:

"I have produced a few furnaces of bliss pills, and I need your review."

Jin Yixuan said "tsk", a little impatient. This was the critical moment for him to comprehend the divine array, and he didn't want to be disturbed by anyone.

But the divine array is difficult and obscure. If you want to comprehend it, it will not be a day or a night, so there is no rush.

On the contrary, the affairs in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley cannot be delayed. If there is a mistake, I can't explain it to the young master.

"Got it."

Jin Yixuan said coldly, and then closed the demon skin paper, ready to take it with him, but just turned around and suddenly remembered that this array was obtained from the God Lord, and it was taught by Mr. Tu himself.

How could he be worthy of putting such a noble array into his storage bag?

If there is a mistake and it is lost outside, wouldn't it be "disrespectful" to the God Lord? How can I explain this to Mr. Tu?

Jin Yixuan pondered for a moment, and an idea flashed in his mind.

He took out a luxurious jade box and carefully placed the demon skin paper with the Shinto array pattern in it.

Then, Jin Yixuan solemnly placed the jade box in front of the sheep horn statue.

He also placed it under Mo Hua's eyes.

He even kowtowed and said respectfully:

"God, please bless me, so that the believers can understand this Shinto array as soon as possible, and go through fire and water for the God, and pay tribute to the God."

After that, he kowtowed three more times.

This made Mo Hua feel embarrassed.

After kowtowing, Jin Yixuan left. From beginning to end, he did not dare to look up at the sheep horn statue.

After he left, the hall became much quieter.

After waiting for a while, Mo Hua quietly poked his head out from behind the ferocious statue of the goat-horned demon.

Jin Yixuan didn't look back, and he was sure that he had gone far away, so Mo Hua was relieved.

He couldn't wait to come to the altar, and his spiritual sense swept over it, and found that there was no formation, mechanism or other abnormality on the jade box. He couldn't help but say in his heart:

"This Jin Yixuan is quite pious to the Great Wilderness Evil God, and he doesn't dare to play any tricks..."

In this case, it's a bargain for me.

He suppressed his excitement, opened the jade box lightly, took out the demon skin paper inside, and then slowly opened it...

The blood-colored, dense, profound and complex formation appeared in front of him.

Shinto formation!

And there are three sets!

Time is urgent, Mo Hua's eyes are like torches, quickly passing through these formations, and then all the details of the formations, concentrating on them, one by one, firmly memorizing them in his mind.

After recording, Mo Hua closed the demon skin paper gently and put it back into the jade box, making sure that there was no trace left, and then hid behind the statue of the goat-horned demon.

Sitting on the familiar "goat head bench", Mo Hua took out paper and pen, and wrote down all the array patterns he had just recorded without missing a single stroke.

Then, Mo Hua began to calm down and carefully study these array patterns.

Some of the array patterns in the demon skin paper were familiar to him.

Including the array in the small fishing village and the dense forest array outside the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley, all are in it.

According to the Shinto inheritance type mentioned by "Mr. Tu", it can be distinguished:

The Shinto array in the small fishing village should be the "Shenguan Array", which controls the opening and closing of the Shinto great deeds.

That is, it controls the entrance to the evil temple in the bloody fishing village.

The Shinto array outside the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley that merges with the dense forest should be the "Shenwu Array", which "can derive a mist that obscures the divine thoughts".

In this way, unless the divine consciousness is extremely strong, it is impossible to penetrate the fog and peek into the truth of the divine fog array.

The last one, which is the most core divine array in the mouth of "Mr. Tu", is called the "Divine Locking Array".

This array is almost brand new.

Mo Hua has never seen it before. He has only seen the old demon cultivator, who is now the "Sword Bone", draw one of the array patterns on his natal sword bone.

This array pattern was "stolen" by him from the Demon Refining Picture.

In other words, this divine locking array should also be the core of the Demon Refining Picture.

Mo Hua still remembers that Mr. Tu just said, "The divine locking array is a 'chain' imposed on the body of the gods..."

Mo Hua pondered in his heart.

So, the divine locking array itself is the purest "sealing" array?

Therefore, it is the core of the divine array?

"Divine Locking Array, divine thoughts are like locks, sealing the gods..."

Mo Hua nodded slightly, thinking that his guess should be correct.

He began to take out the pen and ink again, trying to learn the whole set of complete Shinto formations from the beginning, from the "Shenguan Formation", to the "Shenwu Formation", and even the last "Shensuo Formation".

He had learned the Shenguan Formation and Shenwu Formation before, although the formation patterns were not complete, but at least he had a foundation.

Now that he had the complete formation patterns, learning again would be twice the result with half the effort.

The only difficult part was the "Shensuo Formation".

Mo Hua calmly comprehended and began to practice one stroke at a time...

The surroundings were quiet for a while.

Only the "shuttle" sound of the pen and ink rubbing against each other sounded gently.

The sword demon in the white bone sword finally dared to stick his head out, glanced at Mo Hua, and thought:

"This little ancestor is as brave as ever. He dared to secretly learn the formation under the nose of the demon cultivator leader. He is not afraid of accidents, being caught by the demon cultivator, and then eating him alive..."

The sword bone shook his head.

Seeing Mo Hua concentrating on learning the formation, it took the courage to peek at the formation pattern drawn by Mo Hua.

It was shocked by this sight.

It remembered these formation patterns!

They were the mysterious formation patterns in the Demon Refining Diagram!

Although it only secretly memorized one at the beginning, it still had some impression of the other formation patterns in its mind, but it could not remember them all and could not learn them.

But now, these formation patterns were reproduced exactly under the pen of this little ancestor.

It was a complete set of formations!

What made it even more unbelievable was...

It only secretly learned one of these formation patterns.

It studied and practiced every day, and drew for about two hundred years before it barely understood most of it.

As for how it learned it, it is still a little confused.

It is more like an instinct of "practice makes perfect" than learning it.

This is just one formation pattern!

But now...

This whole set of mysterious and obscure formations, under Mo Hua's brush, poured out easily and freely like flowing water.

For a moment, it felt a sense of fear in its heart.

Can the talents of people really be so different?

Although I am not a formation master, it is definitely not the case. I practiced for two hundred years to learn a formation pattern, but this little ancestor only needs to look at it twice? !

Is this really reasonable?

While the White Bone Sword Demon was shocked, Mo Hua had already put down his brush and whispered:

"Almost..."

"This God Locking Formation doesn't seem to be as difficult as I thought."

He was a little unsure in his heart.

Before, I heard that "Mr. Tu" said it seriously, and I thought it was a very profound, obscure and difficult formation to learn.

But now it seems...it seems to be just like that?

After practicing twice, it feels almost the same.

"It shouldn't be that simple..."

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

He looked at the array pattern under his pen again, deduced it a little, and felt the flow of the power of divine thought in it. For a moment, he felt that... there seemed to be no problem.

He learned it just now?

Mo Hua couldn't believe it.

Otherwise, find something to try and practice?

Practice makes perfect.

After trying it in practice, you will know whether there is any problem.

"The Divine Locking Array uses divine thoughts to turn into chains to seal the gods. If the gods can be sealed, then other things should be able to be sealed as well..."

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, and suddenly turned his head, looking at the broken bone sword beside him with a burning gaze.

The sword bone in the broken bone sword was startled.

A sense of fear enveloped his heart.

"It's over..."