Chapter 791: Leaving the Valley

"And another door?"

Xun Ziyou was a little surprised.

"Um."

Mo Hua nodded.

He stared at the demon refining diagram in front of him again.

In the nightmare created by the Demon Refining Diagram, most of the Shinto formations were destroyed by him, and most of the demons entered his stomach.

Nowadays, the real demon refining diagram is less gloomy and lacks the charm of the formation, like the remains of a matchmaking formation.

And nightmares are reflections of reality.

The "Nightmare" in the Demon Refining Map is based on the real-life Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. There will be differences between the two, but the pattern is similar.

The demon refining picture in the nightmare is a blank mural.

There is a different world behind the murals.

In this world, there should be something special after the Demon Refining Diagram...

Mo Hua said leisurely to Xunzi:

"Elder Xun, punch through this mural."

"Punch through?"

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded, "There's still something inside."

Xun Ziyou frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded, took out his natal spiritual sword, used the spiritual power of the golden elixir realm to activate the sword energy, and struck it on the mural.

The mural cracked in response, but the thickness was bottomless.

Xun Ziyou struck a few more times with his sword, and the sword energy seeped into the stone wall. After more than ten strikes, he completely penetrated the mural.

Stone chips fell and smoke flew everywhere.

When the smoke dissipated, a narrow passage was revealed behind the mural, and behind the passage, a door with the head of a ram-horned demon painted on it.

"Evil Eagle with Sheep's Horns..."

Xun Zixian's face turned pale and he looked at Xun Ziyou.

Mo Hua pretended not to understand and asked in a low voice:

"Elder Xun, do you know what these ram's horns mean?"

Xun Zixian frowned, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice:

"The ram's horn is a symbol of evil desires. Resentment, jealousy, and many evil desires in the world nourish evil spirits, swallow up spiritual thoughts, and corrupt people's hearts."

"The evil spirits with goat's horns are of ancient origin and are no small matter."

"But this evil ram-horned eagle... I have never seen it before, and I don't know exactly what evil it symbolizes. I'm afraid I have to go back and ask my ancestor..."

"Oh..." Mo Hua nodded.

After Xun Zixian finished speaking, he told Mo Hua:

"You must be more careful in the future. If you encounter statues and murals with 'ram's horns', you must be more careful. Avoid them if you can, and don't contaminate them if you can."

"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely avoid you." He vowed.

Xun Zixian breathed a sigh of relief.

Xun Ziyou looked a little solemn, "Do you want to go in?"

Xun Zixian thought for a moment and said slowly: "Go in and take a look first."

Mo Hua knew that there should be no danger behind the gate.

The most dangerous things are all in the "nightmare" of the Demon Refining Map.

These dangerous things were either eaten by him, killed by him, or "scared" away by him.

However, the atmosphere had reached this point, and he still pretended to be "as if he were facing a formidable enemy."

After all, Elder Xun and the others don’t know about the things in the Demon Refining Map if he doesn’t tell them.

Shangguan Xuanjian stayed outside, guarding Linghuxiao and the others.

The secret behind the gate is not important to him.

Xun Ziyou used his sword to open the ram's horn gate.

Above the gate, there is a Shinto formation painted on it, but this formation protects against spiritual thoughts and seals away evil spirits, so naturally it cannot protect against the sword energy of the Golden Core Realm.

After the door was opened, it was a dark green inside.

After Xunzi walked in, he looked up and saw a large hall.

In the main hall, little bone lamps were burning, swaying with forest-green bone fire.

The surrounding decoration is solemn and sinister. The walls are painted with the same style as the demon refining picture outside, which is obviously of the same origin.

In the center of the hall, there were more than a dozen people sitting side by side.

In front of everyone, a lamp was placed.

However, all these lights went out.

These dozen people were cold and breathless.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian looked at each other with slightly shocked expressions.

All dead?

This hall is closed and no one breaks in. How did they die?

Moreover, there are no wounds at all on these people. They are fine, but it seems that their souls have been completely wiped out?

The two of them couldn't help but look back and glanced at the ink painting.

Xun Ziyou asked: "Mo Hua, do you know what is going on?"

Mo Hua shook his head and "guessed":

"Perhaps I have done too many bad things and received retribution, or maybe I have collaborated with evil spirits and suffered backlash, and my consciousness has been eaten by evil spirits."

He didn't lie either.

These people have indeed been punished.

Their consciousness was indeed eaten by the "evil spirit" called Sword Bones.

Seeing Mo Hua's pure and innocent look, Xun Ziyou and the others didn't know what to say and could only sigh.

Xun Zixian said: "Then let it be like this. These people are in league with evil spirits, and their spiritual consciousness has been eaten by evil spirits."

This sentence is equivalent to a "final conclusion".

These people died by themselves and had nothing to do with others.

Xun Zixian looked at the ink painting silently.

It has nothing to do with ink painting...

Xun Ziyou also understood what he meant and nodded.

Mo Hua silently glanced at the dozen demon cultivators, his eyes moved slightly, and he found that Jin Gui, Jin Yicai and Jin Yixuan, three Jinmen Duanmen disciples, were among them, and nodded slightly.

"Now I can't escape through the Golden Gate..."

"Even if you don't die, you still have to shed your skin."

But he didn't say it out loud, acting like it had nothing to do with him.

Anyway, the elders can find out the identities of these people by checking them.

Mo Hua's gaze left the dozen dead demon cultivators and turned to look upward.

There is a gorgeous screen above with emerald bead curtains.

Behind the screen bead curtain, a luxurious demon leather seat can be vaguely seen.

Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian also noticed it, and their eyes darkened.

There is such a seat, which means that there is a noble behind-the-scenes person hidden behind the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

The two men flashed, broke the screen, opened the bead curtain, and walked into the upper part of the hall.

There was no one around.

At the same time, it didn't leave any traces.

With a thought in Mo Hua's mind, he quietly used some calculations and could see a trace of cause and effect clues remaining nearby.

These causes and effects remain faint and have not completely dissipated.

Explain that there was someone here just now.

Soon, Elder Xun Zixian focused his gaze and looked at a seemingly ordinary screen with a beautiful landscape painting in the corner. He clapped his palm and spiritual power seeped out.

The screen was stressed, and the patterns on it flashed. It only held up for a moment, and then everything shattered, revealing an entrance.

"Quick! Go and have a look!"

Xun Zixian said in a deep voice.

Then he took the lead and entered the entrance.

Xun Ziyou and Mo Hua also followed in.

After walking a few steps, they reached the end. Everyone looked up and looked startled.

In front of him is a secret room that is more than two feet long and wide.

It was incompatible with the atmosphere of the hall outside.

The main hall is gloomy and depressing, but the secret room is luxurious and elegant, burning with refreshing sandalwood. It is not like the secret room of the Demon Valley, but more like a young master's "study".

However, there was not a single book or jade slip in the study at this time.

It even seemed that in order to avoid being traced, all the furnishings were destroyed, leaving no trace behind.

All that remains is a vague scent of sandalwood.

"Ran?"

Xun Zixian frowned.

Xun Ziyou snorted coldly, "You run really fast."

Mo Hua was not surprised.

He guessed that this young man should have run away long ago.

In this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the only chance I have to capture this mysterious young master is to capture his soul in the nightmare, seal it with the Divine Lock Formation, and turn him into a "plaything" in the palm of my hand.

Once in the nightmare, if you let this young man escape, you will definitely not be able to catch him.

Unless this "young master" is a fool.

But this is certainly not possible.

Since he is respected as a "gongzi", he must have a distinguished background, and his qualifications, mentality, and methods are also unusual.

Otherwise, he would never have been chosen by the Great Wild Evil God, feared by so many demon cultivators, and convinced by so many sect disciples who were obsessed with demons.

Even Mr. Tu had to destroy his own soul to protect him from escape.

This young man's true origin must be extraordinary.

Of course, if you really want to catch the "young master" in the nightmare, there is another prerequisite:

Even in the nightmare, this "young master's" spiritual thoughts were not protected by the longevity talisman.

Otherwise, Mo Hua can't do anything to him.

But on this matter, Mo Hua was a little unsure.

After all, he is a casual cultivator, not a direct descendant of a big family. He does not have an ancestor in the Dongxu realm, and no ancestor is willing to plant a natal longevity charm for him.

My knowledge of the longevity talisman is really limited.

"If I have a chance in the future, I'll ask Mr. Xun about the longevity talisman."

"In case I encounter someone like this in the future, who has a distinguished family background, a very 'hard' background, and a proud man who has planted the talisman of his destiny, I should be prepared..."

The ink painting concentrates on thinking.

On the other side, Xun Ziyou and Xun Zixian searched the study again, but still found nothing.

"The gecko's tail is cut off really cleanly..."

Xun Ziyou shook his head and sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Go back first. Later, we will call someone from the sect to dig up the valley three feet and search inch by inch. I don't believe it. I can't find any other clues..."

"Um."

Xun Zixian nodded slightly.

Mo Hua suddenly said: "That's wrong."

Xunzi was slightly startled, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua pondered: "There should be something like a 'secret passage'..."

From when he was in the nightmare, scaring away the "gongzi", to when he left the nightmare and helped Xiao Mu and the other three "resurrection", to when he broke open the mural, entered the main hall, and found the study...

All these things together only take about half an hour.

If the "young master" wants to escape within this half hour, he will definitely leave a secret passage.

This secret passage can leave the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and avoid Elder Xun and the other golden elixir monks who have entered the valley...

It's just this secret passage that Mo Hua didn't find just now.

"Secret passages……"

Xun Zixian's eyes were solemn, and then he let go of his consciousness and scanned it again. Suddenly his expression moved slightly. He walked to the empty wall on the right side of the study room, activated his spiritual power, and a pale white crystal light flashed between his palms. He took a photo with one palm. .

But the wall remained motionless.

Xun Zixian's expression changed, and he immediately said: "Call someone! Call the other elders of the late Golden Core stage as well!"

Xun Ziyou did not hesitate and immediately passed on the letter.

In just one cup of tea, several more Taixu Sect elders walked in.

I recognize most of the ink paintings.

There were also a few people who seemed unfamiliar to him, probably the newly promoted elders.

On the contrary, none of these elders do not know Mo Hua.

After all, over the hundreds of years of Taixu Sect, there have been many disciples who could make Patriarch Xun partial, but Mo Hua was the only one who could be so partial.

A group of elders came in and looked at the ink paintings silently before discussing with the two elders Xun Zixian.

Xun Zixian said: "Behind this wall, there is a high-quality formation."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Mo Hua was also stunned.

Even Elder Xun, who is a third-grade formation master, also said that it is a "high-grade formation"...

An elder asked: "How many grades?"

Xun Zixian shook his head, "It's hard to say."

"What to do now? Want to liberate the formation?"

"Can't solve it."

"Then...break the formation?"

"It cannot be broken... This formation is very strong, and the movement is too great. Once the formation is broken by force, the consequences will be unpredictable." Xun Zixian said.

"...What should we do?"

Xun Zixian said in a deep voice: "Tear it down."

"dismantle?"

"Well," Xun Zixian nodded and stretched out his hand to point out a rough range, "Although this formation is strong, its range is not large. Just remove it from the stone wall next to it and avoid this formation..."

"It seems troublesome, but this is the only feasible way at the moment."

Everyone thought for a moment and nodded.

Xun Zixian looked at Mo Hua again and said: "Mo Hua, you go outside first. There are golden elixirs here. Use your hands and your spiritual power will overflow. Don't accidentally hurt you again."

"Uh-huh."

Mo Hua nodded obediently.

He is quite self-aware of the strength of his physical body.

After that, Mo Hua left the study and waited in the main hall for a while.

The Jindan elders of Taixu Sect, either with their physical bodies, sword energy, or various spiritual weapons, began to dig into the walls according to the formation range defined by Xun Zixian, avoiding the formation patterns.

Although Mo Hua was waiting outside, he was curious and still paying attention to what was going on inside.

After a while, the movement inside stopped.

Mo Hua blinked and quietly slipped in again.

The entire study room has been demolished beyond recognition, with only one wall remaining, and the other two walls were completely hollowed out.

Behind the wall, a passage was indeed dug out.

Xun Zixian said: "Let's go in and take a look..."

He turned around and saw Mo Hua again. Just as he was about to say something, Mo Hua had already ran behind Xun Ziyou with a well-behaved look on his face.

Xun Zixian couldn't do anything to him, so he didn't say anything.

A group of Jindan elders warned each other and walked inside.

As I walked, I walked into a small cave.

The cave is small and crude.

There was nothing all around except for a simple stone platform in the middle, which looked unremarkable.

Xun Zixian saw the stone platform and felt the traces of the formation on it. He immediately shrank his pupils and said in a cold voice:

"Fifth grade...void formation?!"

Fifth grade? !

The formation of Dongxu Realm!

Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this.

Xun Ziyou broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately wanted to crush the Void Sword Token and call his ancestor, but Xun Zixian grabbed him.

Xun Zixian shook his head, "The formation has been destroyed..."

Xun Ziyou breathed a long sigh of relief.

If the intact fifth-grade formation is a killing formation containing the power of the void, their group of golden elixirs will definitely die once they touch it.

If a teleportation type of formation is used to bring strong enemies, kill people and then use the formation to leave, then they have nothing to do and their death will be in vain.

Life and death are almost a matter of thought.

So Xun Ziyou immediately wanted to crush the Void Sword Order and invite his ancestor.

But since this fifth-grade formation has been destroyed, there is no need to invite the ancestor for the time being, so as not to make the matter bigger.

Xun Ziyou frowned, "When was this formation destroyed?"

Xun Zixian's eyes darkened slightly, "It was destroyed not long ago..."

"No movement?"

"There are formation masters who have deployed means in advance. Once they self-destruct, the formation patterns will be erased on their own. There won't be much movement and they won't leave many traces, especially the core formations..."

Xun Ziyou frowned, and then slowly sighed:

"The water here is a bit scary..."

"This formation has been exposed, which means that behind these monks, there is at least one fifth-grade formation master in Dongxu Realm."

"There are only a handful of fifth-grade formation masters in the entire Qianxue State..."

"And this fifth-grade formation master was able to bypass the eyes and ears of many powerful monks in the Qianxue State and secretly set up a fifth-grade formation in the Demon Refining Mountain. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xun Zixian winked at him.

When Xun Ziyou turned his head, he saw Mo Hua beside him with a serious face and listened very seriously. He couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Xun Zixian said, "Let's go back first."

When he said this, he looked at the ink painting.

It means, take this child Mo Hua back quickly.

Xun Ziyou naturally understood that even if they were involved in such things at the cave level, if they didn't pay attention, they could easily be wiped out.

Not to mention Mo Hua, a small foundation-building disciple.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me..." Mo Hua said.

Dongxu Formation Master, fifth-grade formation, void teleportation...

He also wanted to hear more about the secret behind it.

But just as he finished speaking, the sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly trembled, and there was a stinging pain.

There seemed to be thousands of demons roaring and hissing in his ears.

The monsters were ferocious, evil shadows appeared, and evil thoughts were lingering, eroding his Taoist heart bit by bit.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a "bloodthirsty" impulse in his heart.

It seemed as if he was about to become a "monster".

Xun Ziyou and Xun Ziyou were both shocked when they noticed the strangeness in the ink painting.

"Mo Hua, what's wrong with you?"

"I do not……"

Mo Hua gritted his teeth, frowned, and tried his best to control the evil thoughts in his heart, but in the end he couldn't control it.

His eyes suddenly became fierce, he opened his mouth, and bit Xun Ziyou's arm.

Like a "little tiger" that chooses people to devour, its expression became fierce.

Xun Ziyou: "..."

Mo Hua took two bites but didn't move.

Xun Ziyou looked confused, not knowing what to do.

Xun Zixian's expression on the side was condensed, his sleeves were brushed in front of the ink painting, and a stream of spiritual power gently brushed the acupuncture point on the ink painting's forehead.

Mo Hua's eyes gradually became dull, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Xun Ziyou glanced at the unconscious ink painting, and asked Xun Zixian with a somewhat solemn expression:

"What's wrong with this child? Is he possessed by an evil spirit?"

Xun Zixian frowned and said, "A little bit..."

Xun Ziyou thought for a moment and said in surprise: "Could there be some evil spirits in the demon refining diagram?"

Xun Zixian said slowly: "It's very possible..."

"Then what should I do? Is there any help?"

Xun Zixian thought for a moment and sighed: "Take it back first and show it to the ancestor..."

He does know some ways to deal with evil spirits, but these methods vary from person to person and from "evil" to "evil".

It works for some people, it works for some "evil spirits", and sometimes it works, and the effect is hard to say, and he can't guarantee it.

What's more, Mo Hua is a bit special, so he doesn't dare to attack casually.

If something goes wrong, they can't afford it.

It would be safest to knock him out first and bring him back to the sect to show his ancestors.

Xun Zixian thought in his mind.

"Okay!" Xun Ziyou nodded.

"By the way," Xun Zixian suddenly remembered something and said, "This child bit you..."

Xun Ziyou said calmly: "I'm fine."

Xun Zixian shook his head, "No, check to see if there's anything wrong with his teeth..."

Xun Ziyou was stunned, "He bit me..."

Xun Zixian nodded, "I know, but if you break his teeth, my ancestor will probably not look good on you."

Xun Ziyou's scalp felt numb, he pinched Mo Hua's cheek, looked at his teeth, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's not broken."

"That's good……"

Xun Ziyou picked up the ink painting on his back and said to Xun Zi Xian:

"Without further ado, I will send this child back to the sect first. I will leave it to you here in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. Please be more careful."

"Yeah." Xun Zixian nodded.

After that, Xun Ziyou stopped talking and went back to the sect directly with the "evil" ink painting.

Xun Zixian stayed where he was, looking at the destroyed fifth-grade formation in front of him, and he was in a daze. Finally, he sighed and murmured in a low voice:

"Shan Yu...has already arrived..."

…

Two days later.

Taixu Gate.

A quiet alchemy room.

Mo Hua opened his eyes and saw a vast expanse of white.

He still felt dizzy, and there was still an unknown evil spirit in his ears, screaming like a ghost, making his head hurt.

This seems to be the "sequelae" of eating too much at one time, overeating, and not having time to digest.

Mo Hua hasn't recovered yet.

At this moment, an old but kind voice slowly sounded:

"woke up?"

Mo Hua raised his head and squinted, and found Mr. Xun, a white-haired old man, sitting beside his bed. He was holding a red pen and drawing something on a thick stack of formation paper. He seemed to be correcting the formation. Operation.