Chapter 341: Dao Evil

Mo Hua nodded silently.

He thought he had considered it all, but he didn't expect that there were so many things he hadn't considered...

After Mo Hua left with a lot of thoughts in his mind, Mr. Zhuang stared at the thick blood in the deep mountains, lost in thought.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Zhuang said in a low voice:

"Is this my karma?"

Kui Lao appeared quietly behind him and said lightly:

"Not everything is related to you, don't be sentimental."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head.

Old Kui glanced at him calmly, "So? You don't want to leave again?"

Mr. Zhuang sighed, "Wait until this matter is settled."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until this matter is settled, and the matter of the evil Tao has a result, then I will set off and leave, and no longer be involved in the cause and effect of this place."

Old Kui reminded him: "The Taoist has been here."

"It's just a Taoist, not that he came in person."

Old Kui frowned, "The evil Tao here is growing, the news has spread to the Taoist court, and the Tianshu Pavilion has been alarmed. Your whereabouts will also be calculated. They have been eyeing you covetously..."

"Calculate it, then calculate it, it's not like it hasn't been calculated before." Mr. Zhuang said indifferently.

Old Kui knew that he couldn't persuade him. Mr. Zhuang was like this. To put it nicely, he was opinionated. To put it bluntly, he was stubborn and stubborn.

Old Kui snorted coldly, "It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with good words."

After saying that, Old Kui turned around and was about to leave, but Mr. Zhuang suddenly whispered, "Thank you."

Old Kui was slightly startled, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled bitterly and said, "I will always remember your kindness."

"Why?" Old Kui asked in confusion, "Will you still think about repaying your kindness?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "If there is such a day."

"Only the living can repay kindness, what can the dead repay? The dead can only repay ghosts."

Old Kui said unceremoniously, and turned around and left, but his back was still a little lonely.

In the bamboo room, only Mr. Zhuang was left.

Mr. Zhuang still looked at the deep mountains silently, looking at the blood and energy rising to the sky in the deep mountains. After a long time, he murmured in a low voice:

"Brother, haven't you done enough evil?"

At this moment, Daozhou, located in the center of Kyushu, Daoting, located in the center of Daozhou, is located on a high pavilion in the most prominent position of Daoting.

An old man with white hair and beard is playing chess.

In front of him, there was only a chessboard, but no chess pieces.

Opposite him, there was only a futon, but no chess player.

There was no one on the futon, just as there was no chess piece on his chessboard.

The old man sat silently, staring at the blank chessboard, expressionless, and in a state of emptiness.

It seemed to exist here, but also in the void.

After a while, the old man slowly said:

"Come in."

A white-robed monk who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came forward respectfully, placed a jade slip on the table, and then retreated respectfully.

The old man stared at the chessboard for a long time, and couldn't help complaining:

"No one is playing chess..."

He shook his head, looked away again, and glanced at the jade slip on the table.

There were words outlined by light golden spiritual power in the jade slip, with two short lines of words written on it:

North of Lizhou, the boundary of the second-grade Black Mountain State, Tongxian City.

A Taoist evil was born in the form of a great demon named Feng Xi.

The old man took a look and ignored it, continuing to stare at his empty chessboard. After a moment, he suddenly felt something:

"Lizhou... Tongxian City..."

The old man spread out his right hand, and the spiritual power between his palms was brilliant, condensed into a solid, and turned into a compass of heavenly stems and earthly branches, two yin and four yang.

The compass turned and calculated layer by layer, and finally matched each other.

The old man was slightly startled, "It's really here..."

He took out another jade slip marked with "Jiuzhou Yutu", calculated according to the compass, and drew a clear trajectory with a stroke of his finger, and said lightly:

"Pass it on."

The white-robed monk at the door bowed forward, took the jade slip, and retreated again.

After a while, the jade slip was passed to the hands of various high-level monks in Tianshu Pavilion. They were all shocked and looked thoughtful.

After a while, some monks left Tianshu Pavilion one after another, some with solemn expressions, some with excited eyes, and some with ulterior motives.

Every move of Tianshu Pavilion was clearly visible in the old man's sea of ​​consciousness, but he still ignored it and placed the first piece on the blank chessboard.

After placing the piece, the old man complained:

"Don't let me figure it out, it will be very difficult for me to figure it out..."

"Isn't it better to be quiet? It's good for you and me, but you have to cause trouble for me."

"Now it's your life or death, it depends on your own luck..."

...

The old man said a lot, but no one heard it, let alone answered it.

After that, the old man turned his head again, picked up the jade slip, read the two lines of words again, and muttered silently:

"Tongxian... this name is interesting..."

"Fengxi? Who is feeding the pigs this time?"

"Fortunately, it's only the second grade..."

The old man put this jade slip together with some other jade slips of the same shape.

The other jade slips all had similar words written on them:

Qianzhou, the second grade Daoshanzhou boundary, Qiandeng City.

Dao Nie was born, in the form of a great evil, with the ancient name of Painted Skin.

Annotation: The remnant of the evil god is hidden in the visualization map, Qiandeng City has moved to the city.

...

Genzhou, the third grade Longji Mountainzhou boundary, Longshan City.

Dao Nie was born, in the form of a great ghost, with the ancient name of Wuchang.

Annotation: Ghosts are invisible, and it is too late to know when they know. Longshan was destroyed and turned into a ghost city, and no cultivators survived.

...

Kanzhou, the fourth grade Jingweizhou boundary, Sanchuan Ancient Ferry.

Dao Nie was born, in the form of a great monster, with the ancient name of Xiangliu.

Annotation: The city relocation failed, Xiangliu's poison filled the three rivers, and more than half of the monks who moved the city were killed or injured.

…

Kunzhou, the fourth-grade Cangyunzhou boundary, Cangyun City.

Dao Nie was born in the form of a big corpse, the ancient name was Hanba.

Annotation: The Cangyunzhou boundary was destroyed and turned into a sea of ​​corpses...

…

The old man gradually frowned.

In the past few years, Dao Nie has appeared more and more frequently.

"Dao Nie has appeared frequently, and the world is in chaos... Is it because the Great Dao exploits too much, the Heavenly Dao is unbalanced, and people's hearts are evil, or is it that someone or something that is not a human is secretly planning?"

The old man pondered and said nothing.

Finally, he looked up at the sky, looked for a long time, and couldn't help muttering:

"I look at this sky every day, where is there any formation? The boy surnamed Zhuang, are you lying to me?"

——

Tongxian City, in the Mo family's restaurant.

Mo Hua was still thinking about the big formation, but saw that his parents had already packed up.

"Mom and Dad, are we moving the city?"

Mo Shan nodded and sighed, "The Dao Ting Division has already notified us, so we need to prepare in advance."

"Is everyone leaving?"

"Yes."

"Where are we going?"

Mo Shan said, "The old head is still discussing, but it's probably south of Lizhou, either wasteland or barren mountains, where there are no cultivators living, we will reclaim and settle again."

Mo Hua said silently, "It's very hard..."

"Reclamation is secondary, it's just a little harder, the most difficult thing is that the road may not be peaceful, not all cultivators can move to the destination safely..." Mo Shan sighed.

Mo Hua nodded.

There may be places like the Big Black Mountain along the way, with dangerous terrain, poisonous miasma, monsters, sinful cultivators and even evil cultivators.

Even some families, sects and Dao Ting Division along the way may not be good people.

"Where are Uncle Ji's family?"

"They are going with us too." Mo Shan replied with some emotion:

"Your Uncle Ji's family has nowhere to go. Originally, they came to Tongxian City, Ji Li and Fu Lan got married, and the whole family lived together, and they could have lived a stable life, but they didn't expect to encounter a big monster, and now they have to be displaced again..."

And the future is uncertain, and there may not be a good life.

After all, the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage are the lowest level of cultivators in the cultivation world. Their lives are hard and fragile, and they can't bear many risks.

In the next few days, the casual cultivators that Mo Hua knew and his former friends were all preparing to move to the city.

Mo Hua sighed.

It is estimated that the formation cannot be learned or built...

I guess I will also move to the city.

Once the city is moved, it is estimated that I will say goodbye to Tongxian City forever, and also say goodbye to Mr. Zhuang, and Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi, who are fellow disciples...

Mo Hua is in a low mood.

In the evening, a guest suddenly came to the restaurant. This person was Master Luo.

Mo Hua asked in confusion: "Master Luo? Aren't you going to move the city?"

Master Luo shook his head helplessly, "I want to move, but not to the south of Lizhou, but to the third-grade Lanlingzhou boundary north of Lizhou. I have old friends there, and many sects have invited me to be an elder."

Mo Hua was stunned.

Master Luo explained to him:

"Not only me, but all the cultivators with status and position in Tongxian City will not move to the bitter cold land with the city. Everyone has connections."

Master Luo handed an invitation to Mo Hua:

"Mr. Xiao Mo, you also have connections."