Chapter 785: Helping the Tiger

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian are both stunned.

Xun Ziyou shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, you can't go in."

Linghu laughed at the fact that the life and death of these three children were uncertain. He was very sorry and felt uncomfortable.

But after all, this is the matter of Chongxumen, Tai'amen and the Song family of Duanjinmen.

"Pain" doesn't hurt him.

Although he was sorry, that was all.

But if Mo Hua takes it upon himself to enter the Demon Refining Map and is unlucky and gets caught in an accident, the Taixu Sect will also suffer heavy losses.

The ancestor would not be polite to him either.

I didn't even have the face to go see my ancestor.

This "pain" really hurts me.

"Even if I go in, it's me who will go, not you." Xun Ziyou said again.

Mo Hua then said: "Elder Xun, do you know what you are going to do?"

Xun Ziyou was stunned for a moment, looked at the huge and formidable mural in front of him, considered it carefully, and then shook his head honestly:

"have no idea……"

He didn't even know what the Demon Refining Chart was.

It is even more impossible to know what kind of doorway there is inside.

As an elder of the sect, he stays in the sect most of the time. Although he also goes out and has a lot of experience, these experiences are all "human" experiences of facing all kinds of monks.

Not evil.

So far, he has not encountered evil spirits very often, and he knows very little about evil thoughts.

On the contrary, Elder Xun Zixian frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he asked Mo Hua solemnly: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

At present, it seems that there is no corpse or even incarnation of the evil god in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

In the Demon Refining Map, although the demons are numerous and ferocious, they may not be that strong in terms of strength.

I should be able to "grasp" it myself!

The ink painting looks confident and confident.

Xun Zixian was a little surprised and thought slightly.

Although he didn't know where the control of ink painting was.

But since this kid is a disciple that his ancestor valued, he must have something special about him.

What's more, since entering the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, he has seen Mo Hua's intelligence, understanding, propriety in actions, and understanding of battle tactics.

Xun Zixian nodded and said:

"I agree that you can go in. If you need anything, just ask and I will help you."

Xunzi was startled.

Shangguan Xuanjian on the other side was excited when he heard this and said quickly:

"Little brother, as long as you can save Xiao'er, I will be considered a Chongxumen and owe you a big favor!"

"At least I, Shangguan Xuanjian, owe you a big favor!"

"From now on, as long as it doesn't violate moral principles, doesn't violate moral laws, and doesn't harm personal morality or the interests of the sect, just say, whatever I can do, I will do it without any hesitation!"

This promise is extremely heavy.

What's more, this is the promise of an elder of the inner sect in the late Golden Core stage of Chongxu Sect, one of the eight major sects.

Xun Zixian was slightly startled.

Xun Ziyou was even more surprised and sighed: "Xuanjian, you don't have to..."

Shangguan Xuanjian shook his head with a solemn expression.

"This is as it should be!"

He really couldn't help it.

The world of cultivation is vast and endless, with various sects and various disciplines and specializations.

He cultivated sword energy, and he was completely confused about such evil things, and he didn't know what to do to save Linghu Xiao.

The Demon Refining Picture is extremely evil and must be extremely dangerous.

If Mo Hua didn't speak in person, he would naturally be embarrassed to ask Mo Hua, a young disciple of the Taixu Sect, to risk unknown dangers to save their disciples from the Chongxu Sect.

But now that Mo Hua has spoken and said that he is confident, Elder Xun Zixian, who is knowledgeable in formations, also agrees.

Then he would naturally make a sincere promise and ask Mo Hua for help.

Right now, it's probably the last chance.

If you don't make a big promise, please ask Mo Hua, this mysterious young disciple, for help.

Once this opportunity is missed, it is very likely that they will never be able to save Chongxumen, a swordsman genius with a clear sword heart who is rare to see in five hundred years.

Only then will I truly regret it.

Therefore, if there is an opportunity in front of you, you can't let it go.

Xun Ziyou glanced at Shangguan Xuanjian, put himself in his shoes and understood his state of mind, but couldn't stop it, and sighed: "That's all..."

He looked at the ink painting again, "Then be careful."

Mo Hua nodded.

Xun Zixian on the side looked at the demon refining picture again, suddenly became confused and asked Mo Hua a key question:

"How...are you going to get in?"

This mural is magnificent and vast, but there is no entrance, so it is obviously not possible to enter with the "physical body".

Xun Zixian heard Mo Hua say the word "sacrifice".

Can be sacrificed, requires ritual.

Different sacrifices have different rituals.

The specific ritual is still unclear. The witch is dead again. It is probably impossible to enter the mural through the sacrificial ceremony.

"Wait a minute, I'll think about it for a moment..."

Mo Hua pondered, his mind spinning.

When he first saw the Demon Refining Map in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, he was thinking about how to enter the Demon Refining Map.

Preparing for a rainy day is the basic principle of a demon hunter.

When something happens, you must make plans in advance.

To enter the Demon Refining Chart, generally speaking, you can only rely on "rituals".

Mo Hua's original plan was to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the demon cultivator's "ritual" to "sacrifice" himself as a sacrifice.

But this condition is a bit harsh.

It also requires a lot of chance and coincidence.

The demon cultivators are not all fools.

Once there is any slight mistake, the demon cultivators will notice it, and your body will fall into the hands of the demon cultivators.

That's it.

Even if your soul enters the demon refining map and "eats" up all the demon cultivators' assets, it will be useless.

Without the physical body as a foundation, the soul will naturally become a "ghost".

From then on, it will be cut off from the Tao forever.

Therefore, the best way is to bypass the "ritual", not through sacrifice, but directly intervene in the demon refining map with the mind.

The ritual is someone else's way.

Walking on someone else's way is always uncomfortable, and it is not necessarily safe.

Mo Hua still wants to go his own way.

"How to bypass the ritual?"

Mo Hua had never thought of a good way to do this before, but after experiencing some things recently, he gradually had some ideas.

Mo Hua walked around the huge mural-like Demon Refining Map twice, then walked to the corner, took out the broken bone sword, and asked secretly:

"Jian Gutou, can you enter the Demon Refining Map?"

"I won't go in!!" Jian Gutou said immediately.

"I'm asking you if you can go in, not if you want to go in." Mo Hua's tone was indifferent.

How could Jian Gutou not hear the uneasy threat in Mo Hua's calm words.

It wanted to resist, but it really didn't have the strength to resist, so it could only whisper:

"Yes... I can go in, but it's useless if I go in."

There was a trace of fear in Jian Gutou's voice, "There are so many demons in the Demon Refining Map, it's too dangerous. Although I am a sword demon and I am also a body of evil thoughts, I am really insignificant in front of so many demons..."

"What's more, even if I go in, I don't have the ability to save those little ghosts."

"It's likely that I will be eaten alive by many demons..."

Jian Gutou was a little timid, but he didn't lie.

Mo Hua said, "You don't need to save me."

Jian Gutou was stunned, "You don't need me to save you? Then what should I do in there?"

"You are mainly to lead the way, take me in!"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly.

He had thought about it.

It seems that the soul leaving the body is a very high-end ability of cultivators.

He can't do it now.

So at present, his mind can't take the initiative to leave the body.

However, it can be passively attracted to some "visualization pictures", "illusions", or "nightmares" by some evil spirits.

It's like being "hooked".

Mo Hua summarized some evil spirits that he had dealt with, from the mountain and water Taoist child picture of the Black Mountain Village at the beginning, to the zombie ancestor picture of the Zhang family, to the Taoist shrine of the Five Elements Sect...

It's probably the same.

This is easy.

The body is the "cage" of the soul.

As long as you find an "evil spirit" to hook your "soul" and let your mind leave the body, and then through some means, your mind can "take the initiative" to enter some illusions or nightmares.

This "soul-snatching" evil spirit is a "guide".

And this guide, Mo Hua chose "Jian Gutou" to be.

Jian Gutou was frightened by Mo Hua's "important task".

Lead the way?

Lead this terrible little ancestor?

Jian Gutou immediately evaded the question tactfully: "But... even if I drag you to the blood pool, I'm afraid you can't enter the demon refining map..."

"Don't worry about this," Mo Hua said, "I've thought about it, you just need to do what I say."

"I'm afraid..." Jian Gutou was still evading the question.

Mo Hua frowned, "You don't think I'm discussing it with you, do you?"

Jian Gutou said bitterly: "Yes."

If you had said this earlier, wouldn't it have been over?

You asked so many questions hypocritically, can you refuse?

I am an evil spirit without any "sovereignty", what's the point of discussing with you, a little ancestor...

Jian Gutou complained in his heart.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Mo Hua decided unilaterally.

Xun Ziyou and the other two were a little surprised.

Mo Hua squatted in the corner, holding a broken sword, muttering something, and occasionally there was some evil breath coming out.

This little movement must not be hidden from their Jindan realm consciousness.

But they didn't say anything.

What Mo Hua can do is his own ability. Even if it is a little out of line, it is the ancestor who will take care of it. They just turn a blind eye.

After obtaining the "consent" of the sword bone, Mo Hua had a plan.

He walked around the demon refining map again, carefully deduced the formation aura in the map, and carefully sensed the flow of the internal divine formation.

Then, he found a place where the formation was relatively weak.

Any formation is not evenly distributed.

Any formation medium that carries the formation has its own weaknesses.

The demon refining map is no exception.

Of course, to find such a flaw, it is still a test of the formation master's consciousness, eyesight and formation experience.

The most important thing is the power of derivation.

Mo Hua found the weak point of the Shinto formation on the demon refining map, took out a pen and ink, drew a cross, and then said to Xun Ziyou:

"Elder Xun, help me break this open, use the sword energy to break it, it's about two inches thick."

Xun Ziyou didn't understand, but still followed Mo Hua's instructions, drew out the sword, and scraped off a shallow layer of the mural where Mo Hua drew the cross.

After scraping it off, the formation pattern inside was revealed.

The Shinto formations here are sparse, and there is still a lot of space between the Tao formations.

Mo Hua first erased one of the Shinto formation patterns, and then replaced it with the formation pattern he drew.

In this way, the Shinto formation pattern I drew became an "interface".

The ink painting drew another Shinto formation pattern on the broken bones of the sword.

These two Shinto formation patterns can fit into each other.

The ink painting selected a position, inserted the broken sword of bones into the mural of the Demon Refining Picture, so that the Shinto formations on the broken sword and the formations he left on the mural fit together and connected with each other, forming a "bridge" ".

In this way, the Bones and Broken Sword became part of the demon refining diagram.

The two are a whole.

After entering the White Bone Broken Sword, you can naturally pass through the Shinto "bridge" and enter the "Demon Refining Map".

Xun Ziyou and Shangguan Xuanjian on the side were confused by his operation.

Only Xun Zixian could see some clues and probably guessed Mo Hua's idea, and he looked a little confused for a moment.

He looked at the mural, at the broken sword, then at the formation patterns that formed the "bridge", and finally at the ink painting, and his mood fluctuated for a moment.

"How does this child's head... grow?"

Mo Hua finished everything, turned his head and looked at Xun Ziyou and the others:

"Elder, I will go in later, but my body will stay here. Please protect me."

Xun Ziyou nodded, "Don't worry, no one can touch your body as long as we are here."

He even silently held the "Void Sword Order" in his hand.

Logically speaking, the three of them at the late stage of the golden elixir are enough to ensure that the ink painting is foolproof.

But if something unexpected happened and a powerful enemy above the Golden Core came to attack, then he would crush the sword order and call the ancestor.

This will prevent any surprises.

Mo Hua was relieved.

The bone-broken sword was inserted into the demon refining diagram, and the two were connected by two Shinto formations that fit into each other.

Mo Hua sat cross-legged, holding a broken bone sword in his hand, and whispered:

"Sword bones."

Jian Gugu was unwilling to do so, but had no choice but to use the evil "soul seducing" method to lure this "little plague god" into his own blood pool.

A layer of faint blood mist emerged above the bones and broken sword.

Under the blood mist, Mo Hua slowly closed his eyes, his spiritual thoughts gradually left his body, his face turned pale, his breathing was steady, and his breath became vague.

Xun Ziyou was still a little worried and frowned:

"This bone sword... seems to be a little evil and not a right thing. Is everything going to be okay?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, "Since he is confident, it means he knows what he is doing, so let him give it a go. We can just keep his body."

Shangguan Xuanjian nodded solemnly.

Then the three elders of the inner sect in the late Jindan stage formed a corner-shaking posture to protect the ink painting in the middle.

The three people's consciousness was relaxed, their expressions were guarded, their eyes were bright, and they did not allow anyone to get close.

Mo Hua, who was protected by the three people, had his eyes closed peacefully.

His spiritual thoughts had left his physical body, entered the blood pool, and transformed into a smaller "little ink painting".

When Jian Gu Gu saw his appearance, his whole body ached.

The dozens of sword bones that had been broken one by one by Mo Hua's bare hands also ached a little.

Mo Hua got straight to the point and directly ordered:

"Lead the way."

Sword Bones looked troubled and said with a sneer:

"Little ancestor, you have built the 'road' to the Demon Refining Map, and I have already pulled you in. You can go in by yourself. I am just a sword demon, so there is no need to follow..."

Mo Hua shook his head, "I have to take you with me. You are a 'hidden danger' and cannot be left behind."

The corners of Sword Bones' mouth twitched:

"My little ancestor is joking... I am of low strength and am no match for you. I can't help you even if I go in. I might as well stay and watch the door for you..."

Mo Hua didn't listen to his sophistry at all and raised two white and tender fingers:

"I'll give you two choices: One, come with me; two, I'll crush you to death here to avoid future troubles."

The sword bone immediately trembled, he took the lead, walked in front of the ink painting, bowed and said:

"Little Ancestor, please, I will clear the way for you from the front."

Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction.

Jian Gugu sighed in his heart.

It originally planned to find a way to cut off the Shinto bridge once the little ancestor entered the Demon Refining Map so that he would never be able to come back.

As a result, this little ancestor really didn’t give him any chance...

It can only accept its fate and lead the way.

One end of the golden Shinto formation connects to the Sword Bone Blood Pool, and the other end connects to the Demon Refining Diagram, like an iron chain crossing the river, forming a golden formation bridge.

The tall sword-bone walked in front with its back bent.

The little ink painting followed behind with head held high.

As we walked, Sword Bones, who was leading the way, suddenly felt like he was "helping the tiger".

The ink painting is that evil tiger.

I am a little "ghost".

It's just that I, the "ghost", don't bring people to tigers to eat.

Instead, he is luring the tiger into the "crowd of people"...

It became more and more depressed and sighed in its heart:

"Being a human is not comfortable, being a demon is not free, but now that I am a demon, I still can't help myself..."

"It's so hard to live..."

Jian Gugu cursed in his heart, but on the surface he became more respectful and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

In this way, one demon and one person left the blood pool along the chain of Shinto, and walked towards the demon refining map that was wider, with thicker blood and evil spirit, and stronger evil spirit.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the front gradually opened up.

The dark sky, blood-colored clouds, sinister and rugged mountains, eerie bones, and many strange and evil auras were almost in front of him.

Mo Hua had a "hungry" feeling for the first time in a long time.

It was as if he had not eaten a big meal for a long, long time.

His pair of crystal eyes became brighter and brighter.

His porcelain doll-like face became more and more red and white.

Jian Gutou noticed Mo Hua's excitement and felt a little strange. He secretly glanced back and saw Mo Hua's fair and lovely appearance. For some reason, he felt a little scared.

"Go faster!" Mo Hua said in a crisp voice.

"Yes, yes!" Jian Gutou did not dare to neglect it.

Soon, one man and one demon walked across the "bridge" of the sacred road and stepped into the real demon refining map.

As soon as he entered the demon refining map, the atmosphere was indeed different.

Gloomy, bloody, and depressing.

The valley was hideous, with piles of bones and blood flowing all over the ground. It was a place where demons and evil spirits lived for a long time.

The blood pool of Jian Gutou was already very bloody, but compared with this Demon Refining Picture, it was just a small witch meeting a big witch.

"Just..."

Mo Hua looked left and right, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Where are the demons?"

Didn't they say that if you enter the Demon Refining Picture, you will suffer the pain of being devoured by all the demons?

Where are the demons?

Where are they hiding?

Hiding?

Mo Hua was a little unhappy.

The guests have entered the door, but they don't come to "greet" them?

The evil spirits in this Demon Refining Picture are too rude.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he said silently in his heart: "If you don't come to find me, then I will go to find you..."

However, before that, he still had to save Xiao Mu and the other two.

Mo Hua's mind spread out, sensed slightly, and then followed a white bone road and walked forward.

Jian Gutou was worried about the dense and gloomy aura in the Demon Refining Picture, and was startled when he saw it, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow silently.

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