Chapter 951: Grave-Robbing Talisman

"What did you say?" Mo Hua looked shocked and confused.

"Leave it to me..."

"What?"

"What the hell could it be?" Mouse's face turned livid, and blood began to appear in his eyes. "Old Man Pi's golden talisman must be in your hand!"

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

really!

This mouse was after the gold talisman. He had gone through his storage bag just to find Mr. Pi's gold talisman.

"I don't even know what you are talking about..." Mo Hua looked confused.

But the mouse didn't care what he said, its rough and wide palms, like the sharp claws of a monster, grabbed at Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua had seen it with his own eyes. He used this palm to dig out a golden elixir of the Shen family to death. He immediately felt a chill in his heart and quickly used the Water Step to avoid it.

A ray of water wrapped around Mo Hua's body, causing his body to move as fast as running water, avoiding the big hand of the mouse.

Mouse changed his moves, and light yellow golden elixir energy condensed in his palms, and he continued to grab Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's face changed slightly, and he had to push the water step to the extreme. He dodged a few times and evaded the catch. Then he pointed his backhand and a fireball flew out quickly and hit the mouse's face.

It's just that he is the foundation builder, while the mouse is the golden elixir.

The second-level ordinary fireball technique does little harm to monks in the Golden Core realm.

The fireball technique exploded and smoke filled the air. After a moment, the mouse came out covering his face.

His hair was a little burnt, and his face was a little black and gray. The injuries were insignificant, but this angered the mouse even more.

His face became more and more ferocious.

Without thinking, Mo Hua was about to turn around and run away, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw the mouse's forehead, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The fireball burned a small piece of Mouse's hair, exposing a small piece of his scalp.

The scalp was bleeding with blood, and among the blood, mixed with hair, were three swollen, rotten bite marks.

Mo Hua was shocked.

He was bitten by a zombie!

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Hua understood.

Just now in the fork in the road, a group of zombies rushed over, and the crowd was dispersed. In the chaos, the mouse must have been climbed on top of his head by the corpses, and he took a bite. However, the wound was not conspicuous, and he himself may not have noticed it. .

Since it was bitten, it must have been infected with evil spirits.

Evil thoughts were quietly growing in his heart, and now that he saw himself alone, he couldn't suppress the greed in his heart.

But is a gold-touching talisman worth this mouse's greed?

Seeing that the mouse was about to pounce again, Mo Hua quickly said:

"You can't kill me. I am the formation master. If you kill me, there will be no one to look at your position and break the formation."

Mouse's men hesitated.

Although he was greedy, he still had reason. He knew that Mo Hua had a special status and could not kill him at this time, so he said:

"I won't kill you...as long as you hand over your things, I won't make it difficult for you."

He even managed a smile in order to reassure Mo Hua.

It's just that he already has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and this malicious smile is even more ugly.

"I don't even know what the golden talisman is, what it looks like, and how to give it to you..." Mo Hua said "feared".

The mouse suppressed the desire in his heart and said hoarsely:

"The golden talisman is a talisman made from the claws of a pangolin. It is inlaid with gold and silver, and is as good as ancient jade."

"This is Old Man Pi's thing. He always carries it with him and regards it as a treasure. He rarely shows it, but by chance, I still saw it..."

"My ancestors have robbed tombs for generations, digging things out of the soil to make a living... He can hide it from others, but he can't hide it from me..."

"This is an ancient token. It is only circulated in the hands of a very small number of people with special blood. It is extremely rare and difficult to see..."

"And now is my opportunity."

"As long as I have this thing, I can get in touch with the Anbu of the Earth Sect and have access to the true inheritance of the Earth Sect..."

These words were secret, originally hidden in his heart and would not be spoken out.

But his current desires were gradually amplified by evil thoughts, and he couldn't help but express all the greedy desires in his heart.

"It's useless for you to hold this thing. Just be obedient and give it to me..."

Mouse said as calmly as possible.

But Mo Hua still looked scared and shook his head: "I really... don't know what you are talking about."

Mouse's face turned cold, "Boy, I've been trying to talk to you, but you're still trying to deal with me. If you continue to be so ignorant, I'll dig out your brain..."

Mo Hua wanted to say something else, but suddenly opened his eyes wide, pointed at the mouse's back and said:

"Ziying!"

Mouse sneered, "Kid, you think it's my first day out here, and I want to trick you with this little trick..."

Before he finished speaking, Mouse felt his shoulders sink and his ears felt sticky. He turned around and saw an ugly head with three mouths, picking up his cheek and gnawing at his flesh.

The mouse was frightened and frightened, and broke into a cold sweat.

Seeing Zhi Sui gnawing on his face, the situation was urgent. Mouse immediately transferred his strength to the palm of his hand, pinched suddenly, broke Zhi Sui's neck, threw Zhi Sui's body away, and then used his backhand to crush Zhi Sui's head. , tear off its mouth from itself.

Dark rotten flesh and blood flowed from his cheeks.

Mouse didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately took out the spiritual liquid, washed away the dirty blood, rubbed the powder on the wound, and took a few pills internally.

After solving the corpse haunting, Mouse took another look and saw that Mo Hua had already disappeared.

Mouse felt a surge of anger, "Kid..."

The corridor is dark and complicated, and the surroundings are empty.

Mo Zi let go of his consciousness and didn't know where Mo Hua had gone.

The wound next to his cheek ached faintly and shone green-black, but Mouse didn't notice it at all. He only felt that the desire in his heart became more and more intense.

After stopping to think for a moment, the mouse took out a snuff bottle, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed.

The stale and pungent smell poured into his forehead.

The mouse endured the pain in his forehead. At the same time, his nose became a bit bigger, and his sense of smell became more acute.

Vaguely, he could smell the clear and pure fragrance of ink coming from people.

It is the fragrance of ink paintings.

This ink fragrance was elegant yet rich, refreshing, and completely different from the smells he had smelled on other monks so far.

Because it is unique, it is also easily identifiable.

"Kid, let me see where you are going..."

The mouse leaned down, put his rough palms on the ground, and assumed a weird posture. He used the power of the golden elixir, and the spiritual energy flowed around his body, and he was surrounded by yellow sand. Then with a roar, he suddenly rushed forward.

This ink fragrance leads the way.

The mouse sniffed the smell and chased the ink painting. After only a dozen breaths, he saw the ink painting walking alone in the tomb passage, cautiously looking at the somewhat sneaky ink painting.

At the same time, Mo Hua also noticed the breath of the mouse.

In his spiritual perception, a "big rat" rushed towards him in the tunnel.

Mo Hua was shocked.

"How did you catch up with this dead rat?"

This tomb robber named Mouse probably doesn’t understand formations and cannot identify positions.

He didn't even leave any tracking spiritual weapons on him. How did he catch up...

However, now is not the time to dwell on this.

Seeing the mouse chasing him, even dodging a few times, and getting closer, Mo Hua didn't hesitate, and immediately started running forward with the Water Step.

But the movement of this mouse is very cunning and weird. It touches the ground with all four paws and runs close to the ground. It really looks like a mouse.

Several times when I painted ink, I was almost overtaken by a mouse.

Fortunately, although this "mouse"'s movements are fast and tricky, in terms of subtle movements and changes of direction, it is still not as good as the passing water step.

Ink Hua relied on the subtlety of the passing water step to avoid it several times.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart, there are all kinds of strange things in the world, but there are actually people who learn such weird movements.

The mouse was also secretly surprised.

All avoided...

What the hell is this kid...? At such a young age, he has such superb body skills?

At the same time, the mouse became more and more determined.

The weirder this kid is, the more it proves that Old Man Pi's "gold-touching talisman" must be on him.

"Touch the golden talisman!"

The mouse's eyes became redder and redder, and he used the power of the golden elixir with all his strength, running wildly on all fours, chasing the ink painting.

For a time, the pressure of ink painting doubled.

But no matter how good the mouse's body skills are, he is still inferior to the dignified Taoist elders of the Eight Gates, Elder Yi.

Mo Hua was usually trained by Elder Yi. Although he was shackled and his body skills were hampered, he was not at a disadvantage when dealing with this rat.

You came and I chased for dozens of rounds, and the mouse became more and more frightened.

"Can't catch..."

I have a golden elixir, but I can't catch a foundation-building imp?

At this moment, I don't know whether it was because Mo Hua's spiritual power could not be circulated, or because he was wearing shackles to restrain his hands and feet. As soon as he made a mistake in his steps, something went wrong in his body technique. One of his feet slipped and he fell to the ground, rolling along the ground several times. , then stopped.

But obviously there was no room for resistance.

"Exhausted?"

The mouse was startled, then relaxed.

That's right...

How could a foundation builder escape the capture of Jin Dan? Obviously those few moves just now were his full strength.

Seeing Mo Hua fall to the ground, within a short period of time, his body skills could no longer function.

The mouse's eyes flashed, and he immediately strode towards Mo Hua. At the same time, he stretched out a pair of big hands still stained with blood and grabbed Mo Hua.

The ink painting is still useful. Of course he won't kill him now. He just needs to take off his clothes and search him to find the gold-touching talisman.

But before his dirty hands touched the ink painting, a voice suddenly came to mind in the tomb passage not far away:

"Who's there?"

This voice belongs to Mr. Hui Erye.

Mouse's eyelids twitched, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn, what an unlucky coincidence. If you didn't come earlier, if you didn't come later, I would have caught this kid, and someone else came."

Seeing that Second Master Hui was approaching.

Mo Zi could not attack Mo Hua again, but threatened: "Don't tell anyone what you just said, or I will kill you."

Mo Hua nodded with a "fearful" look on his face.

After a while, footsteps approached, and Second Master Hui and the others walked out of the darkness. They were relieved to see Mo Hua and Mouse.

The mouse was an accomplice. They went to the grave together and did a lot of business, so they still had friendship.

Mo Hua is an formation master. Although he has little experience, he is also the only formation master they can rely on during this trip.

Mr. Hui currently doesn't hope anything will happen to these two people.

Especially ink paintings.

only……

Second Master Hui glanced at the embarrassed Mo Hua, frowned and said, "Little brother, are you injured?"

Mo Zi glanced at Mo Hua silently, with resentment hidden in his eyes.

Mo Hua murmured: "I...I was chased by the corpse ghost. I panicked and fell down."

Mr. Hui looked a little solemn, "Have you been bitten?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "No."

"That's good," Mr. Hui nodded, "Let's find other people, meet up as soon as possible, and leave this fork in the road to avoid being targeted by the corpse."

Mo Hua struggled to get up and walked to Mr. Hui.

Hao Zi looked at Mo Hua's figure with a gloomy look, obviously not giving up.

After that, the three of them walked together and began to look for traces of other people in the tomb passage based on the traces on the ground and the breath of spiritual power.

Except for Mo Hua, the rest of the group were Jindan.

These corpses were only of the second rank, and could bite Jindan monks, but under normal circumstances, they could not bite them to death.

Therefore, after walking for about half an hour, the people who were originally dispersed by the corpses gathered together again.

Mr. Hui and three tomb robbers.

There were also four other black-robed monks.

Mo Hua observed carefully and found that the only one bitten by the corpse was the rat who wanted to plot against him, except Mr. Hui.

In other words, these two people were "materials".

The other person, the one called "Shitou", was a pure body cultivator, with skin like soil and stone, and the teeth of ordinary corpses could not bite him at all.

As for the four black-robed monks, they were very powerful, and the black robes on them seemed to be a treasure, which could not only conceal their breath, but also be used for self-defense.

Just now, everyone was dispersed by the tide of corpses and chased by corpses, but they were not injured, and even their black robes were not torn.

Mo Hua felt a little sorry.

He also wanted to see what these black-robed monks looked like.

After everyone gathered again, they discussed for a while and planned to go back and leave the fork first.

At present, it can be concluded that this fork is also a dead end.

And this fork is narrow and complicated, and the direction is difficult to distinguish.

Therefore, Mo Hua will lead the way back.

And because he is the only one in the group who has established his foundation, the corpses pose the greatest threat to him, so everyone is afraid that he will be bitten by the corpses and poisoned to death.

The physical cultivator named Shitou was the first to bear the brunt, standing in front of Mo Hua like a "shield".

Mr. Hui and the young man in black robes were on his left and right sides.

The rest of the people were behind him.

The crowd maintained this formation and moved forward little by little to the side of the road.

They also encountered some scattered corpses along the way, but they did not cause much interference.

Mo Hua also pointed the way and followed the crowd forward.

His position was very safe, but sometimes he still felt eerie behind him, as if there was a pair of sinister eyes looking at him.

Mo Hua knew without thinking that it was that Haozi.

This Haozi had a really accurate intuition.

For some reason, he was sure that he had taken Mr. Pi's tomb-grabbing talisman, so he tried every means to snatch the talisman back from himself.

"Earth Sect, Anbu, Mojin Talisman..."

Mo Hua didn't know what the Earth Sect Anbu was, but since Mr. Pi regarded the Mojin Talisman as a treasure, and his ancestors had a tomb-robbing tradition, Haozi, who was also extremely greedy for it, it meant that there must be a big secret hidden in the Talisman.

And this secret was related to the Earth Sect.

The Earth Sect also enshrined the "Hou Tu Tu", one of the "Huang Tian Hou Tu Tu".

Mo Hua naturally couldn't hand over the Mojin Talisman.

So far, no one dared to rob his things.

Not to mention that the Haozi had previously turned over his storage bag and seized the spiritual stones and spiritual objects in his storage bag.

He remembered all these accounts.

"I can't keep it..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

He didn't want to have a Jindan with ulterior motives staring at him on this tomb-robbing trip.

But Haozi was a Jindan, and he couldn't kill him now.

And, in front of so many people, especially his accomplices, he couldn't kill him.

"Use him to try, how to trigger the evil spirit? How to provoke evil thoughts? And study the pollution of evil thoughts on high-level monks..." Mo Hua pondered silently in his heart. But on the surface, he still did not show any expression and concentrated on leading the way. Under his guidance, the crowd broke several traps, killed more than ten corpses, and went around countless corners, and finally came out of the fork again. After the fork, everyone returned to the starting point. Naturally, they faced the same problem: Five forks, which one to take. Gray Second Master said: "The rightmost one is a dead end, and the middle one has also been walked. Among the remaining three roads, pick a new one and try it." Gray Second Master thought for a while and said: "Take the leftmost one." Mo Hua didn't say anything, and the others had no objection, so they walked to the left together. But just after entering the leftmost fork and walking a few steps, Mo Hua sensed the surrounding formation pattern and immediately said: "No." "What's wrong?" Gray Second Master was stunned. "It's the same." Mo Hua said.

"The same?"

"Yes," Mo Hua nodded, and deduced in his mind, "The leftmost, the middle, and even the remaining two roads are all the same."

"These roads are connected to the same fork."

"Going in along this road, and going in from the middle, the result is exactly the same, we will still be trapped in the fork full of traps."

"This..." Gray Second Master frowned, "Then these five roads, four wrong roads, and one dead end?"

"Four wrong roads, but the remaining one is not a dead end," Mo Hua said, "I calculated it correctly before, this is the pseudo-array pattern of the ground array, four false and one true, the road I took at the beginning is the correct one."

"But..." Gray Second Master looked solemn, "That is indeed a dead end."

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "The formation will not lie. If it is, it is, and if it is not, it is not. A road, even if it seems to be a dead end, but as long as the formation is deduced and it is a way of life, then it is a way of life."

When he said this, Mo Hua's eyes were calm and his expression was determined, unintentionally revealing a calm confidence.

This is the temperament that can only be found in truly extraordinary formation masters.

The black-robed young man's pupils narrowed slightly.

Even the old man in black robe looked at Mo Hua in surprise.

Second Master Hui thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's go take a look."

So after the group turned back, they followed the instructions of Mo Hua and walked into the rightmost branch at the beginning.

After entering the fork in the road, go all the way to the end, and you will see a sealed stone wall in front of you.

There is a hole on the stone wall, which was blasted open by Master Hui with his fist. Behind the hole, you can see the bottomless mountain.

At first glance, it looked like a dead end.

"If there really is a way, there should be a formation. Can it be solved?" Second Master Hui said.

Mo Hua shook his head: "If there is a formation, I would be able to detect it. It is precisely because the formation is not used that it can be deceived."

Second Master Hui thought for a moment and nodded, "It makes sense."

Since there is no formation, the only way is to "hard chisel".

So a group of Jindan monks took turns taking action and began to use their own methods to dig out the rocks in front of them.

After digging for a long time, the head was still missing.

Everyone was hesitant, but Mo Hua was very determined: "Keep chiseling."

All the golden elixirs could only continue to listen to Mo Hua's instructions and continue digging deeper.

After digging and digging, everyone gradually noticed something unusual.

The rocks in front of me seem to be natural, but in fact they are not.

The interior is made of a mixture of second-grade and third-grade stones, and is extremely strong. However, after cutting it open, you will find traces of artificial pouring inside.

In other words, this is not a natural mountain, but a man-made "rockery".

If six or seven golden elixirs hadn't worked together to dig deep, it would have been impossible to detect it.

Several people looked back at Mo Hua, secretly surprised by Mo Hua's proficiency in formations and the viciousness of his eyes.

After digging for a while, Mo Hua suddenly shouted: "Stop."

"What's wrong?" Second Master Hui asked.

"We have a formation!" Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

If there is a formation, then you cannot dig hard, otherwise it will easily cause the formation to become disordered and the mountain to explode and collapse.

Mo Hua took out his pen and ink again and began to calculate and break the formation.

After the damage was done, Mo Hua said: "Continue digging."

After digging for a while, Mo Hua shouted "stop" and continued to break the formation. After breaking the formation, they were allowed to continue digging.

In this way, while breaking the formation, cutting the mountain at the same time.

After an unknown amount of time, the earth and rocks in front of me finally collapsed, revealing a gap.

Everyone was in high spirits.

The stone walked in front, using its hard body to blast open the gap, and then everyone passed through one after another. When they looked up, they couldn't help but feel a little lost.

In front of him is a huge underground palace, eerie and majestic.

But this underground palace is not closed. There are many corridors one after another, and you can see to the end at a glance.

And at the far end of the underground palace, there is a huge pit.

Inside the pit, there is a huge, golden coffin made of chalcopyrite.