Chapter 457 Eat More

Mo Hua killed the zombie disciple, "ate" its evil thoughts, and began to meditate and refine it.

There were some mottled memories in the evil thoughts.

They were all about refining, raising, and controlling corpses.

The Zhang family has been doing sneaky things for generations, selling coffins openly and refining corpses secretly.

This disciple is the same.

He is also Zhang Quan's ancestor.

But his talent is average, he only refines qi, and he has not been in contact with zombies for long before the corpse poison attacks his heart and becomes a walking zombie.

The Zhang family was afraid that he would be exposed, so they killed him and sealed his mind in the ancestor's picture.

Like many other ancestors of the Zhang family.

When it was alive, it became a zombie, and it was still a zombie after death, so the evil thoughts that appeared after death were also zombies.

The Zhang family is also half human and half corpse.

Mo Hua refined its evil thoughts, and at the same time, a cold, rotten, and dead desire also polluted his consciousness.

Mo Hua's heart gave birth to a bloodthirsty desire.

It was as if he had become a zombie, craving for flesh and blood, wanting to choose someone to devour.

When evil thoughts entered his heart, Mo Hua immediately entered into a state of concentration, meditating quietly and abandoning all kinds of desires.

Mo Hua was not panicked.

As Mr. Zhuang said, every time an evil thought entered his heart, it was a test of his Tao heart.

Whether a cultivator can stick to his original intention and stick to his Tao heart in the midst of material desires and evil desires is crucial.

Once the Tao heart is lost and the original intention is annihilated, it is easy to go astray and go against the way of heaven.

People are not born invulnerable to all evil.

The Tao heart also needs to be trained bit by bit.

Mo Hua plans to start with the evil thoughts from a young age, temper his will, and gradually enlighten his mind.

Little by little, strengthen his Tao heart.

Until the future, all evil will not invade.

Even if the evil god enters his brain and the demons are confused, his heart is as clear as a mirror and spotless.

The zombie disciple was soon refined by Mo Hua.

Its slight evil thoughts were also rejected by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness also increased significantly.

This was the most obvious increase in Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness in the past few months.

But it was still not enough.

Mo Hua smacked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Zombie disciples only practiced Qi, and their spiritual consciousness was not strong. After refining the evil thoughts, there was not much spiritual consciousness left.

This spiritual consciousness was not enough to fill the gaps between teeth.

Mo Hua felt a little sorry, so he opened his eyes.

Bai Zisheng was staring at him with a sharp gaze. Seeing Mo Hua open his eyes, he immediately asked:

"What's going on?"

Mo Hua said: "Nothing."

Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked again:

"What's next?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and said: "Let me take another look. You are still the same as I said before..."

"Yeah." Bai Zisheng nodded and said, "Knock you out, call the master, burn the picture, and throw the ashes..."

Although it was a little different from what Mo Hua said, it was basically the same.

Mo Hua then carefully opened this picture again. On the surface, it was the "Ancestor Picture", but in fact it was a visualization picture of the "Zombie Picture".

He took another look.

There were also people in the picture, looking back at him.

What was revealed was still a zombie face.

There were also zombies leaving the table, jumping out of the painting and jumping into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

This time Mo Hua released two zombies, and then closed the picture again.

These two zombies were still just refining Qi. According to their human status, they were disciples of the Zhang family, but according to their zombie status, they were just walking corpses.

After jumping into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, these two zombie disciples looked at each other and showed the same ecstasy.

This sea of ​​consciousness was too vast.

The spiritual consciousness inside was too rich.

It was enough for them to eat for a long time.

It was even possible to eat directly to build a foundation!

I didn't expect that this young cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness was a treasure land for eating.

But they didn't wait for long to be happy.

A fireball spell came whistling and exploded in an instant.

It directly blew a walking corpse away, and the bright red flames burned its whole body, causing it to suffer and struggle on the ground.

The other walking corpse was stunned.

What was that just now?

Fireball spell?

Where did the fireball spell come from in the sea of ​​consciousness?

Soon it knew where the fireball spell came from.

Because not far away, a young monk with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, with deep eyes, showing no joy or anger, pointed at it with his fingers.

Before the zombie could react, a fireball condensed between the monk's fingers.

This fireball was extremely fast, accurate, and fierce.

In an instant, it flew in front of it.

The zombie's dead white pupils were filled with red flames, and then the whole body was also blown away by the fireball spell, falling to the ground, suffering from the pain of being burned by the fire.

This pain was very real.

The zombie almost forgot that it was dead and had no body.

It was terrified.

Who exactly is this young monk?

Mo Hua didn't intend to waste words.

Time is limited, so we must fight quickly and make a quick decision.

He will not play hide-and-seek this time. The walking corpses in the Qi Refining Stage cannot test the details of the Zhang family's ancestors.

Mo Hua was simple and rough, and directly used the fireball technique to kill the two walking corpses.

After killing them, he refined the evil thoughts and strengthened his spiritual consciousness.

Then Mo Hua did the same thing again, opening the map to release the corpses, killing them with fireballs, and refining the evil thoughts.

Although the evil thoughts of Qi Refining were not strong, they accumulated little by little. After "eating" a few walking corpses, Mo Hua felt that his spiritual consciousness had been significantly enhanced.

But it was still not enough.

This time he set his sights on several ancestors in the front row of the Zhang family.

They were seated in the front, and they were also well-known among the ancestors of the Zhang family, at least they were elders of the Zhang family.

The evil thoughts of the elders should also be stronger.

But how to lead them to his own sea of ​​consciousness?

Mo Hua thought about it, and his eyes lit up slightly.

He took out two pieces of paper, one to cover the ancestor of the Zhang family, and one to cover the disciples at the end.

Only the middle row of Zhang family monks who looked like elders remained.

Mo Hua randomly picked a person and stared at him.

After a few breaths, the "person" turned his head and looked at Mo Hua.

The same zombie face.

Hooked nose, drooping eyes, sinister face, and sullen complexion.

It's an iron corpse!

When it saw Mo Hua, it looked vicious, and then greed flashed in its gray eyes. It dodged and pounced into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

After entering Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, the iron corpse was startled.

Even though it was an elder and had seen the world, it was shocked by Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

Then it laughed wildly.

Its laughter was hoarse, its throat was broken, harsh and unpleasant.

Mo Hua, who was hiding next to it, nodded.

It seems that the Iron Corpse Elder couldn't see through his hiding...

Mo Hua picked up the stick again, tiptoed behind the Iron Corpse, raised the Thousand-pound Stick high, and hit the Iron Corpse's head with a stick.

The Thousand-pound Stick hit the back of the Iron Corpse's head.

Mo Hua even heard a "clang" sound.

It was like the sound of iron colliding.

Mo Hua's palm was also slightly numb from the shock.

And the Iron Corpse Elder was also hit and staggered, his face was hideous and a little dazed, turned around, and saw Mo Hua, his expression was even more surprised.

After a while, it came back to its senses, and its eyes became more greedy.

Looking at Mo Hua's eyes, it was like looking at a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Mo Hua felt a little sorry.

It seems that the Iron Corpse's strength is still very strong.

The damage of hitting with a club is not great.

This Iron Corpse Elder has a solid figure, unlike ordinary zombies, whose figures will be a little scattered after a stick.

It was hit by Mo Hua and only staggered a few times. It looked painful but not injured.

The two confronted each other, neither of them took action easily.

Elder Tieshi could not figure out Mo Hua's background. Although he coveted, he was also afraid.

He looked at Mo Hua carefully, and then looked around. Suddenly, he realized and said in a hoarse voice:

"I was wondering why several disciples entered your sea of ​​consciousness but couldn't get out. It turned out that they were killed by you!"

The divine consciousness was manifested, and the divine consciousness was deep.

Compared with it, Elder Tieshi, it was no less powerful.

Those Zhang family members who were in the walking corpse realm could not be the opponent of this little cultivator.

It was understandable that they died in his hands.

Mo Hua did not comment.

Elder Tieshi's face flashed fiercely, "What crime should you be punished for killing my Zhang family's children?"

Mo Hua muttered in his heart:

"I will not only kill your Zhang family's children, but also your Zhang family's ancestors..."

But on the surface, he just said indifferently:

"They want to eat me, I killed them, and it's their own fault."

Elder Tieshi sneered, "They just want to eat a few bites of your consciousness, but you killed them. You are so cruel at such a young age."

Mo Hua was stunned, "Have you become a zombie and your brain is rotten? How can you say such a thing?"

Elder Tieshi snorted coldly.

It calculated Mo Hua's strength in its heart.

This little ghost's consciousness should be innate.

But the battle of consciousness is not that simple.

Even if this little ghost has some talent, how can it be compared with the Zhang family's corpse-path technique that has been passed down for hundreds of years?

One or two little disciples, this little ghost may be able to pick up the leaks.

But since he was allowed in, this little devil will be a feast for all the disciples of the Zhang family!

Elder Tieshi looked at the fresh and lovely Mo Hua and couldn't help licking his tongue.

Mo Hua also understood his thoughts and snorted in his heart:

"It's not certain who is the feast of whom?"

Elder Tieshi looked at Mo Hua and couldn't help it.

It suddenly opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, which were quenched with rotten corpse poison. Its body turned into a green light and bit directly at Mo Hua.

Its attack seemed fast, but all its actions had been seen through by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua performed the Water Step and calmly dodged the attack of the Iron Corpse Elder.

The Iron Corpse Elder continued to change his moves, stretched out his claws, and attacked from different angles several times, but Mo Hua dodged them one by one.

In the end, Mo Hua even stepped on the head of the Iron Corpse Elder and retreated calmly.

The Iron Corpse Elder was annoyed and angry.

How dare this little devil humiliate him?

It pretended to rush forward again, but found that Mo Hua, who had distanced himself, pointed his finger at a distance, and a fire suddenly appeared.

A fireball came whistling.

The pupils of the Iron Corpse Elder shrank, and he only had time to cross his arms and block in front of him.

Then the fireball exploded in front of him.

The clothes on his arms were burned, revealing iron-blue arms that looked like a dead person.

The iron arms were burned black.

There were still tongues of fire licking all over his body.

The Iron Corpse Elder took a breath of cold air.

Fireball spell?

How is it possible?

How can the consciousness condense into a spell?

It realized that something was wrong...

This little ghost, it is not just good luck, or good innate talent, that can manifest the consciousness.

He must have inherited the method of the divine consciousness!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the magic is manifested.

This method is extremely clever. It has been parasitic in the map for so long and has eaten so many cultivators' consciousness. It has never seen it before, or even heard of it.

Even the ancestors may not know this method.

Elder Tieshi was afraid.

"We need to think about it..."

It is really unwise to fight this little ghost alone.

It is necessary to gather the strength of the entire Zhang family and come up with another plan, kill this little ghost, and then eat his consciousness.

If there is a chance, take his inheritance!

The strength of the Zhang family will surely increase greatly!

Elder Tieshi has made up his mind and began to retreat.

Mo Hua instantly saw through his mind.

Since he wanted to run, Mo Hua would not be polite.

He used a water prison spell to control the Iron Corpse, and then fired fireball spells one after another, and the blazing flames directly engulfed the Iron Corpse Elder.

After a while, the flames faded and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The Iron Corpse Elder roared and stepped out of the smoke.

It had red eyes, a huge body, and a dark green skin color. It was obviously a corpse, and its overall strength had increased.

"Little ghost, you pissed me off!"

The Iron Corpse Elder was angry after being transformed into a corpse.

But for Mo Hua, it actually made no difference.

He still controlled it with the water prison spell, and then killed it with the fireball spell.

The Iron Corpse Elder had no place to exert his strength, so he could only let Mo Hua suppress him. He knew that it was not good, and he tried his best to rush to Mo Hua's front despite the impact of the fireball spell explosion.

But when he looked up, there was no figure in front of him.

Mo Hua had used the Water Step to retreat calmly, and then distanced himself again, and then controlled it with the Water Prison Spell, and then blasted it with the Fireball Spell...

Amid the flying flames, the Iron Corpse Elder had a ferocious face, a disheveled figure, and was terrified.

He had lived for so many years and eaten so many monks, but he was completely no match for this little monk?

He was suppressed by his magic and had no power to fight back?

He could only be fixed by the magic like a sandbag and then hung and beaten?

The Iron Corpse Elder couldn't believe it.

Mo Hua also frowned.

It seemed... that he couldn't kill it.

After the Iron Corpse was further transformed into a corpse, its flesh was too hard.

It could be suppressed and defeated by the Fireball Spell alone, but it was difficult to kill it.

If he kept consuming it like this, it was possible that his spiritual consciousness would be exhausted and the power of the magic would weaken, and it would find a chance to escape.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold, "We have to find a way to kill it."

The Iron Corpse Elder also understood this truth.

It was no match for Mo Hua, so it could only resist Mo Hua's fireball spell and minimize the damage. It would have a chance to escape or even kill him when Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness was exhausted.

This kind of suppression with magic would consume a lot of spiritual consciousness.

This little ghost couldn't hold on for long...

Sure enough, after a while, the fireball spell stopped.

Elder Tieshi was ecstatic, but just as he looked up, he saw Mo Hua closing his eyes and concentrating, not knowing what he was doing.

Elder Tieshi was startled.

What did this little ghost mean?

Was he distracted? Or gave up?

Or was there something wrong with his spiritual consciousness?

Should he escape first, or just pounce on him and kill him?

It hesitated for a moment, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

The aura around him seemed to have changed.

Elder Tieshi looked down suddenly, and saw that many light blue, fine spiritual power threads had appeared under his feet at some point. These threads were winding and flowing on their own, connecting into mysterious patterns.

Elder Tieshi's eyes widened.

What is this?

Seeing that the situation was not good, it tried to run away, but it was too late.

The first formation of Mo Hua was already drawn.

This is a golden lock formation.

The light blue spiritual power formed a formation on the ground, which then emitted golden light and condensed into spiritual chains, locking Elder Tieshi in place.

Elder Tieshi tried several times but could not break free.

After a while, the second formation was also drawn.

This was a molten fire formation.

The moment the formation pattern was formed, the light blue spiritual power emitted a dazzling red light, and the ground turned into a sea of ​​fire, like a flaming furnace, trapping Elder Tieshi in it and burning it.

Elder Tieshi was terrified.

Formation?

Is this kid a formation master?

But is this how a formation master draws formations?

Without a pen or ink, relying only on divine thoughts, can a formation be condensed so quickly?

The formation follows the way of heaven, and it is the most destructive to divine thoughts.

What's more, it is such a realistic and powerful formation.

Elder Tieshi trembled in his heart.

"It's over, it's in trouble."

It was just hungry for a long time and wanted to come out to eat something, but it was roasted by a little ghost who came from nowhere?

The cultivation world is so damn dangerous!

Even a little ghost is so dangerous.

When death was approaching, Elder Tieshi wanted to struggle with all his strength.

For a moment, it broke free from the golden lock formation, but was fixed in place by Mo Hua's water prison technique. After a while, the spiritual power on the golden lock formation recovered and turned into a golden lock, locking it tightly.

And the furnace-like molten fire formation was burning its body all the time.

A blunt knife will cut the meat sooner or later.

Elder Tieshi felt desperate.

Mo Hua was looking at Elder Tieshi on the side, and suddenly asked curiously:

"Your method of corpse transformation is passed down by your ancestors?"

Elder Tieshi gritted his teeth and said:

"So what?"

"Do you have other methods?" Mo Hua asked.

Elder Tieshi was angry and silent.

"If you don't have other methods, you will die here today." Mo Hua reminded "kindly".

Elder Tieshi was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Mo Hua touched his chin and thought.

This Elder Tieshi seemed to be really at his wit's end and had no other methods.

Mo Hua felt a little pity and disappointed:

"Your ancestors only passed on this little thing to you?"

Elder Tieshi sneered: "Of course it's impossible. My ancestors have many methods. How can you be so small..."

As it spoke, it suddenly stopped, and then it was suddenly startled.

Is this kid trying to trick me?

What does he mean?

What does he want to know?

Ancestor...

He wanted to find out the ancestor's methods, could it be...he was plotting against the ancestor?

The Iron Corpse Elder was terrified.

No, it's impossible.

How could a little ghost like him...

The Iron Corpse Elder was stunned, and then his face was horrified.

No, it's possible!

With the incredible ability of this little ghost in the sea of ​​consciousness, it is really possible to murder the ancestor!

If he really succeeds and finds out the ancestor's methods, then the ancestor, the ancestor...

The ancestor is in danger!

The Iron Corpse Elder trembled in his heart.

Mo Hua saw that his thoughts were seen through by it, and couldn't help but say with regret:

"It's so good to be a confused ghost."

If you figure out everything, then I can only kill you.

Although Mo Hua didn't intend to let him live.

Mo Hua didn't say anything more, and concentrated on activating the formation, directly refining the terrified Iron Corpse Elder, and then swallowed him up in one gulp.

The iron corpse's spiritual consciousness is much stronger.

After Mo Hua swallowed it, he couldn't refine it completely for the time being. It would probably take a few days to refine it slowly.

Some evil thoughts would occasionally emerge from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Hua could only meditate quietly in the future and gradually calm the evil thoughts in his heart.

After exiting the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua opened his eyes and looked at the Zhang family ancestor picture.

There are still many zombies in the picture, several iron corpses, and Zhang Quan's ancestors.

Come one by one...

No one can escape!

I just don't know if the spiritual consciousness will go directly to the thirteen patterns after "eating" all of them...

Mo Hua couldn't help but think about it.

Bai Zisheng asked, "Are you... okay?"

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

Bai Zisheng frowned, "Something is wrong..."

Bai Zixi's eyes were like water, and he stared at Mo Hua for a while, wondering:

"Why does your face look bad?"

Mo Hua rubbed his little face, "I ate something bad, I need to digest it."

This chapter is a bit long, more than 5k words, it's a bit late to write~