Chapter 924 Hate of Evil

Formation?

Why change the formation?

What is the use of this formation?

After changing, why do you need to take it out——·

For a moment, Li San was filled with doubts, but the next moment, these doubts were suppressed in his heart.

"What Elder You needs is absolute loyalty, a loyalty that is regardless of anything and even regards death as home. I just need to act according to the orders and don't need to think too much."

"Only loyalty can earn Elder You's approval."

In the past few days, he has earned seven to eight thousand points of magic merit by killing his fellow disciples. Such generous rewards were simply impossible before.

This was Elder You's reward for his loyalty.

"Don't worry, Elder You, this disciple will live up to his command!" Li Sandao said.

"I'm looking forward to your performance." Mo Hua said.

"yes!"

After that, Li San did not hesitate, went to the Merit Pavilion, spent three thousand points of magic merit, and redeemed the "Reverse Spirit Formation Diagram".

The steward of the Merit Pavilion was a little strange. He frowned and said, "You are not a formation master——Why do you change formations?"

Li San said with a cold face, "I need to explain to you what I do?"

Soon after, he was the man to become an elder.

This was Elder You's promise to him.

And with this confidence, he didn't have the slightest ambition in his heart, and he was calm and fearless towards other people. He didn't even realize that he was actually stealing the inheritance of the Demon Sect on behalf of the "ghost" of the Demon Sect.

The steward was so impressed by his aura that he didn't even doubt his presence for a moment.

It's nothing more than a weird formation. If someone is willing to take advantage of it, what else can he say?

The steward sealed the reverse spirit formation diagram in a wooden box and handed it to Li San.

After Li San took it, he solemnly stored it in the storage bag.

The whole process is very simple.

No one knows what this seemingly simple "handover" actually means.

No one in the Demon Sect knows what kind of formation they sent to a "monster"

hands.

Everything went smoothly after that.

Li Sanben was a demon cultivator at the pinnacle of foundation building and had a long history in the Demon Sect. His actions generally did not arouse suspicion.

In this way, he left the Demon Sect with the Anti-Spirit Formation. After walking for half a day, he came to the hillside designated by Mo Hua and entered the grove designated by Mo Hua.

Outside the grove.

Mo Hua and Gu Changhuai were hiding in the grass, watching Li San, who had disguised himself as an old man and entered the woods.

Gu Changhuai couldn't help but ask Mo Hua:

"What kind of ecstasy soup did you give him to make him listen to you so much?"

"It's nothing," Mo Hua said, "I pretended to be an elder of the Demon Sect and said a few words to him."

Gu Changhuai obviously didn't believe it, but after thinking about it, it seemed that it was not impossible.

After all, Mo Hua has such a mouth, and when he speaks, he can really piss the living people off and trick the dead into living.

Seeing Li San entering the woods and walking into the trap, with no other demon cultivators around him, Mo Hua patted Gu Changhuai on the shoulder:

"Uncle Gu, it's up to you."

Gu Changhuai was tall and Mo Hua was short. Even though they were both squatting, it was still a bit difficult for him to pat his shoulder.

Gu Changhuai silently glanced at Mo Hua.

So far, no one in the entire Daotingsi has dared to pat him on the shoulder.

But there was nothing he could do.

Gu Changhuai sighed and acquiesced to this fact, "Okay, I'll come as soon as I go."

Then Gu Changhuai stood up and walked into the woods.

Fluctuations of spiritual power and evil energy were heard in the woods, and explosions were heard.

Green light and red light flashed, and after a few rounds, Gu Changhuai walked out, holding his bruised body in one hand,

Li San, who was unconscious, held a box in his other hand.

Mo Hua didn't look at Li San, but looked at Gu Changhuai in shock, "Uncle Gu, are you in the middle stage of the golden elixir?

Gu Changhuai said lightly "Yeah".

On the surface, Gu Changhuai still looked indifferent, but the surprised expression on Mo Hua's face still made Gu Changhuai feel much better.

In the realm of golden elixir, there are one level and one hurdle. Breaking through is much more difficult than building a foundation.

And because after forming the elixir, the spiritual power is crystallized, the number of days per week increases, and coupled with the increase in the life magic weapon, the strength gap in each level after the golden elixir in the junior high school and high school level is much larger than before.

He has cultivated from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan, which can be regarded as a big step forward.

However, neither of them chatted for long on this matter. Because there is still business to be done.

"What are you going to do about this Li San?" Gu Changhuai asked, "Kill him?"

Ink painting pondered.

Logically speaking, demon cultivators have done many evil things. This Li San is still a "senior" demon cultivator. He must have a lot of lives in his hands, so he naturally wants to kill him.

But for some reason, this person was too brainwashed and too "loyal."

He was so loyal that even Mo Hua felt that killing him would be a waste.

"Let him live first. He will be imprisoned in Dao Prison. He may be a key chess piece in the future." Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai nodded, "Okay."

He handed the box in his hand to Mo Hua again, "Is this what you want?"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, "Yeah!"

After taking the wooden box, Mo Hua checked it and made sure it was OK, then carefully opened the wooden box.

Inside the ordinary wooden box, there is an ancient piece of leather paper. On the leather paper, there are simple and obscure lines painted on it, which are almost in line with the first-grade counter-spirit formation.

You can almost see the law of spiritual power reversal flowing slowly in the ink painting.

This law of inversion is like a flame. Once something ignites it, it can cause a violent explosion and produce incredible lethality.

Mo Hua's eyes were bright.

Gu Changhuai, who was standing by, could not help but frown.

This formation seemed difficult and obscure on the surface, but it actually revealed a strange and frightening aura.

In addition, this was a formation that Mo Hua had obtained from the Demon Sect by all means.

Gu Changhuai's eyes sank slightly, "What kind of formation is this? It can't be an evil formation, right?"

"No," Mo Hua shook his head, "How could I learn that kind of thing?"

Gu Changhuai was still a little skeptical.

Mo Hua then brought up Mr. Xun again:

"I learned the formation from Mr. Xun. How could he let me learn bad things? Uncle Gu, don't worry."

Gu Changhuai was indeed relieved.

Mr. Xun of Taixu Sect was upright and respected. It was indeed impossible for Mo Hua to make mistakes.

It's good that it's not an evil formation.

But Gu Changhuai still had some doubts in his heart:

"Then what is this-

"For setting off fireworks." Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai was stunned and almost thought he had heard wrongly, "Fireworks?"

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded and said mysteriously: "Big fireworks!"

Gu Changhuai didn't know what to say, so he didn't continue to ask, anyway, it was useless to ask.

But since it was "setting off fireworks", it didn't seem to be a big deal.

He was a child of aristocratic family, and grew up in Daxian City since he was a child. What kind of "fireworks" had he not seen during festivals?

Gu Changhuai didn't take it to heart.

At this time, the matter was done, and the formation was in hand.

Li San was lying on the ground, seriously injured, unconscious, and his body was bound by the soul-binding chains.

Gu Changhuai fed him a pill to keep him alive, and added a few soul-binding chains to tie him up tightly, and then said to Mo Hua:

"Go back."

"Yes. "Mo Hua nodded.

Gu Changhuai dragged Li San and walked down the mountain with Mo Hua.

Along the way was a quiet mountain scenery, with beautiful forests and lush vegetation.

Only occasionally there were a few pools of blood and a few corpses.

"This mountain is often haunted by demon cultivators." Gu Changhuai said concisely.

Because there are demon cultivators, there will naturally be battles and casualties.

This is normal, and Mo Hua didn't say anything.

The two continued to walk forward, along the mountain road, turning around the foot of a mountain, and suddenly there were several rows of low thatched houses in front of them, built along the mountain, surrounded by simple fences. It looked like a mountain village where scattered cultivators lived, very quiet and peaceful.

Mo Hua felt an inexplicable intimacy, and couldn't help but walked towards the mountain village.

Gu Changhuai grabbed him, "What are you doing?"

Mo Hua pointed to the mountain village: "I'm going to take a break and ask someone something by the way. "

Gu Changhuai shook his head, "No need to go, they are all dead."

Mo Hua was stunned.

Gu Changhuai sighed, "There are often demonic cultivators here, how could the scattered cultivators living here be spared?"

Mo Hua felt a little cold in his heart. He released his spiritual sense and sensed it carefully. As expected, he realized that there was no breath of living people in this small mountain village.

This is not quiet, but dead silence.

Mo Hua was silent for a moment, and said to Gu Changhuai: "Can I go and take a look?"

Gu Changhuai thought about it, and did not refuse, "Okay, as long as it does not delay your time to return to the sect. "

Mo Hua nodded, and then walked along the mountain path, step by step into the mountain village.

The mountain village was dilapidated, with wooden walls and thatched houses, which were a bit shabby.

But a courtyard is a home.

There were hunting traps, dried herbs, worn-out cloth hanging in the air, wooden horses for children to play, and grasshoppers woven from bamboo grass in the yard.

Although the family was poor, they worked hard and lived in harmony.

At least it used to be like this.

Mo Hua looked at the dilapidated courtyard silently.

I saw the remains on the ground, the blurred flesh and blood on the ground, the dirty blood on the wooden horses and bamboo grasshoppers, the sister insects and bloodthirsty flies...—

"Are all the nearby villages like this?"

Gu Changhuai nodded, and said in a cold voice:

"In the eyes of the demon cultivators, people are actually living 'spiritual stones' and 'food'."

"Whether they practice or pass on their skills, they must use people as a medium, and wherever they go, they must be accompanied by bloody killings. "

"Once these ordinary casual cultivators come into contact with demon cultivators, they will either be eaten, killed, or recruited into a sect and become demon cultivators who do harm to the tiger. Those with better spiritual roots may even be raised as 'blood slaves', and their lives will be worse than death. No one is spared. "

"The Daoting Division has limited manpower, and we can't save them even if we want to. When we occasionally get the news and rush to the scene, we see this scene--."

Gu Changhuai sighed deeply.

Mo Hua said nothing, silently looking at the bloody and ruined courtyard in front of him.

He was born as a demon hunter, and he had traveled around and seen more tragic and bloody scenes. But those scenes did not make him feel more deeply than now.

The courtyard in front of him was poor but warm, which made him think of the small courtyard in Tongxian City and his home.

The dead casual cultivators also made him think of his parents and himself.

His parents were ordinary casual cultivators in Tongxian City.

And if he hadn't had these opportunities, he would only be an inconspicuous little casual cultivator.

Other casual cultivators would be killed by the demon cultivators as "grass".

Their family would also be.

In an instant, the secret of heaven floated faintly.

Mo Hua seemed to see another "fate" of his own:

Like all the other casual cultivators in the world, he was like a weed, died tragically in the hands of evil demons, was killed, eaten, refined into pills, sucked dry of blood, and raised as a slave.

Mo Hua's heart couldn't stop trembling.

When he sat in Taixu Mountain, spying on the movements of the Demon Sect through the Yuanci array, he also knew that the Demon Cultivators killed people, sucked blood, and had a "blood feast" of the Demon Cultivators.

He knew all these things.

But if you don't experience it yourself, don't see it with your own eyes, you don't know the depth of these sufferings.

What died were not names, not numbers, but living people, children, parents, and family members.

Mo Hua raised his head and looked into the distance.

In the distant Ganxuezhou, there were sects like clouds, aristocratic families, towering buildings, and majestic palaces.

"People standing on a high place will not look down————

I am actually the same.

If I had stayed in the world of Ganxuezhou all the time, interacting with the aristocratic sects, I might have felt that the years were peaceful, rich and comfortable, and I would not have realized that in the corner not far away, these nameless and nameless casual cultivators died like dust.

I would not have seen the injustice caused by the demon cultivators.

Maybe I would also be indifferent to the dead cultivators...

Mo Hua was in a heavy mood.

"Mo Hua——" Gu Changhuai said softly, "Are you okay?"

He saw Mo Hua standing there, not saying a word, his expression changed several times, and he was a little worried.

Mo Hua came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's okay."

Gu Changhuai looked around, sighed, and comforted Mo Hua: "The Demon Sect will be wiped out, you can practice with peace of mind, other things have little to do with you, don't take it too seriously. "

"Yeah. "Mo Hua whispered.

Gu Changhuai was afraid that Mo Hua would think too much, so he said, "It's getting late, go back early."

"Yes.

After that, the two went to the Dao Ting Division and sent Li San to Dao Prison. Gu Changhuai sent Mo Hua back to Taixu Gate.

Before parting, Gu Changhuai saw that Mo Hua seemed to be worried, so he wanted to comfort him, but he was good at cold words and couldn't think of any words to comfort people. In the end, he still managed to hold back those two sentences:

"Practice well, don't think about anything else."

"Yes, I know."

Mo Hua nodded.

After returning to the disciple residence, Mo Hua didn't sleep all night.

Although he usually didn't sleep, but practiced formations on the Dao stele, this time he couldn't even calm down to draw formations.

The various scenes in the daytime still floated in his mind.

In the small mountain village, the poor but still trying to survive casual cultivators, in a blink of an eye, all died bloody and tragically, regardless of gender, age or age.

Mo Hua's soul was in pain.

A trace of hostility rose in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he had practiced the Seven Souls Blood Prison Pupil Technique of the Water Prison Sect and imprinted the Water Prison Diagram in his soul,

but Mo Hua gradually developed a desire for "killing".

In this world, all evil demons and heretics should be killed, all of them should die!

All the demon cultivators who killed innocent people should be suppressed into the Taoist Prison and tortured to death!

"Kill!"

Mo Hua's eyes turned red, and a strong murderous aura began to gather in the depths of his eyes.

Black air loomed around the incarnation of his mind.

At that moment, Mo Hua seemed to have turned into a "little king of hell" who hated evil and was ruthless, with a heart like a demon-slaying sword, intending to kill all the evil demons and sinners in the world.

Mo Hua quickly realized that something was wrong, and quickly meditated, restraining his desire for "killing".

But the four words "slay demons and exterminate evil spirits" seemed to be deeply engraved in his soul along with the Water Prison Diagram of the Water Prison Sect.

In his heart, he wanted to kill all the demon cultivators.

Mo Hua meditated quietly.

But no matter how hard he tried, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't suppress this killing intent.

Mo Hua could only give up helplessly.

"Since I can't suppress it, then I won't suppress it————" Mo Hua's eyes were cold, "Think of a way to kill all the demon cultivators of this Demon Sect!"