Chapter 508: Escape

Thirteen-pattern peak consciousness!

Enough to crush most of the early foundation-building cultivators.

At the level of consciousness, it can be on par with the top cultivators in the early foundation-building stage.

Compared with before, Mo Hua's consciousness is deeper and the control of consciousness is more sensitive.

Mo Hua's eyes are deep, and he releases his consciousness. Xu Bai's spiritual vision continues to extend...

The range of perception is wider, and there are more things to perceive.

A tree, a stone, a flower, a grass, a living cultivator, a dead zombie, an iron corpse, through the external material form, you can see its essence.

The internal spiritual energy, corpse energy, and the trajectory of various natural energy of all things in the world are also clearer.

What the naked eye sees is the appearance.

Only in the spiritual consciousness can you see the internal breath essence of all things.

Every stronger the consciousness, the deeper the essence you see...

In addition, Mo Hua's understanding of the Lingshu formation is also more thorough.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, with the help of the zombie divine consciousness of the Zhang family, Mo Hua practiced the Lingshu formation on the Dao stele hundreds of times at one time...

The originally complex formation pattern has long been memorized.

With his eyes closed, he can see the appearance of the Lingshu formation.

He can control the Lingshu formation, divide the spiritual power, form spiritual silk, and control the medium with ease.

In addition, other means have naturally improved.

Mo Hua's skills, whether it is formation or spell, are closely related to his spiritual consciousness.

Now that his spiritual consciousness has been enhanced, the formation will naturally be further improved.

All spells, whether it is the Water Step, Fireball, Water Prison or Concealment, will be more effective.

It's just that he was trapped in the coffin and couldn't get out for the time being, so he didn't have a chance to try.

Mo Hua was so happy that he couldn't help but smile with his eyes narrowed.

As he smiled, Mo Hua couldn't laugh anymore.

He discovered something very embarrassing.

His spiritual consciousness is very strong now, comparable to the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

But his body was still very weak, and his cultivation had not improved.

He was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and his body was weak.

There was no way to get out of this small coffin...

This small coffin was neither stone nor iron, and had a tough texture. It was also sealed from the outside with coffin nails, so he couldn't get out...

If he used magic to break it forcibly, he would hurt himself.

Mo Hua sighed, feeling somewhat helpless.

This problem needed to be taken seriously.

Although he was born weak and couldn't practice physical cultivation, he had to find a way to supplement some physical cultivation methods...

However, this problem would have to be considered later.

The most urgent thing was to find a way out first.

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense again and observed the movements outside, and suddenly felt something strange.

It seemed that there was martial law in the corpse mine, and there was some chaos.

And in the distance, the dense and chaotic auras mixed together, entangled with each other, conflicted, and flickered.

It seemed that many cultivators were fighting...

"What exactly happened outside?"

Mo Hua was puzzled.

Someone attacked the corpse mine.

Who could it be?

There shouldn't be any force in Nanyue City that can contend with so many iron corpses and walking corpses in the corpse mine...

Mo Hua frowned.

The stone hall would be in danger if the melee broke out.

I had to find a way out as soon as possible...

And Lu Chengyun, he hasn't come yet. I don't know if he was delayed by the war and didn't think of it for a while.

If he has time and remembers me and comes to check, that would be bad.

Although hiding in the coffin might deceive him, Lu Chengyun's cautious nature makes it unlikely, so it's better not to take the risk.

Mo Hua began to think about how to get out.

But after thinking for a long time, there was no good way.

The little zombie was in the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation, too far away, and he couldn't control it to come and help him open the coffin.

Little Tiger, he didn't stay outside either.

Mo Hua sighed again.

The preparations in advance were still not sufficient and thorough.

It seems that I can only wait patiently and see if there is a chance.

For a few days, Mo Hua would often release his spiritual sense to sense the movements outside and look for a chance to escape.

The melee outside the stone hall continued, and there was no opportunity...

Until three days later, Mo Hua suddenly sensed two familiar auras, lingering around obscurely.

It seemed that they were hiding, avoiding others in the melee, and quietly looking for something in the stone hall...

Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

It was the junior brother and the junior sister!

Are they looking for themselves?

Mo Hua tried his best to release his spiritual sense to sense the two figures, and at the same time, he vaguely heard them talking in a low voice:

"... I have been looking for so many days... but there is no sign..."

"You say... where will the junior brother be?"

The voice was intermittent, and there was also Bai Zisheng's sigh.

"Let's look for it again..."

This voice was cold and pleasant, it was the junior sister's.

Bai Zisheng was dejected, "Zi Xi, junior brother, he, won't have any accidents..."

Bai Zixi remained silent.

Mo Hua felt a little warm in his heart.

It seems that during the days he was locked in the coffin, Junior Brother and Junior Sister were worried about him and had been looking for him.

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense and blatantly spied on the two.

Bai Zisheng and the other two noticed something and were both shocked.

Was he discovered?

Then the two were happy again.

This aura is Junior Brother!

Bai Zisheng just showed a happy expression on his face, but suddenly frowned and said:

"No, Junior Brother's spiritual sense is not that deep..."

"The aura seems to be correct."

"Yes, this aura cannot be faked..."

"Did he 'eat' something again..."

"No way, how can he 'eat' it every day? Are you really afraid of 'eating' his little head and destroying it?"

"...His little head is already bad..."

"Go and have a look..."

"Um."

Ink painting has constant spiritual consciousness.

Bai Zisheng and the other two also sensed Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness. Wearing cloaks of concealment, they hid their figures and found the secret room in the chaotic stone temple.

The secret room is narrow but exquisite, with a strange altar above it.

On the altar, there are white bones, white candles burning, corpse oil flowing, and a gloomy candle light.

Under the altar, there is a white coffin.

The spiritual consciousness of Mo Hua comes from the coffin.

Bai Zisheng looked stunned when he saw the white coffin, then looked painful and said sadly:

"Junior brother, he is dead!"

Bai Zixi rolled her eyes at him, "Where can you get your spiritual consciousness after you die?"

Bai Zisheng was stunned for a moment, his painful expression disappeared, he couldn't help scratching his head and said angrily:

"Oh, that's right..."

Bai Zixi said in a clear voice:

"Open the coffin."

Bai Zisheng nodded, looked at the coffin for a moment, figured out the structure, and then used strong force to pull out the nails on the four corners of the coffin, then twisted off the inlay of the coffin lid, and slowly opened the coffin lid.

As expected, there was a familiar figure lying in the coffin.

It was their junior brother, Mo Hua!

Mo Hua's face is a little pale, his eyes are deeper, and there is a faint hint of brilliance, which is both familiar and a little strange.

Bai Zisheng looked happy at first, and then looked serious:

"How do you prove that you are my junior brother?"

Mo Hua rolled his eyes at him, "Idiot!"

Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

With this look and this familiar tone, he is indeed his junior brother...

Bai Zixi said softly: "Is everything okay..."

Her expression was plain, but her eyes were like the stream under the autumn sun, warm and bright.

Mo Hua was slightly lost in thought, then smiled brightly and said:

"It's fine."

Bai Zixi blinked and nodded.

Bai Zisheng asked curiously: "Why are you locked in here?"

"Lu Chengyun wants to kill the donkey and trick me to death." Mo Hua said.

Bai Zisheng was furious, "This is unreasonable. If you bully my junior brother, you are bullying me. If you want to kill my junior brother, you are just trying to kill me!"

He patted his chest and said to Mo Hua:

"Don't worry, I'll kill him for you!"

"He is a foundation builder..."

"Building the foundation is the same as killing!"

"Fine……"

Mo Hua didn't know if he was bragging, but he was still very grateful.

"But how do you kill a donkey?" Bai Zisheng asked curiously.

"Just use me as a sacrifice and use my consciousness to feed that visualization picture." Mo Huayan explained concisely and concisely.

"What about the picture?"

"I was 'eaten'..."

"Why did you 'eat' again..."

Bai Zisheng was a little speechless, and then muttered: "Are you Tu's sacrifice, or is Tu your sacrifice..."

"So, your consciousness has become stronger again?" Bai Zisheng said.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded and said modestly:

"A little stronger, thirteen tattoos..."

Even Bai Zixi was startled when he heard this.

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth and said helplessly:

"If you continue like this, you will really become a little monster..."

Eighth level of Qi refining, thirteen lines of spiritual awareness...

Even among the descendants of the Bai family, he has never seen such records.

Bai Zixi's eyes flashed slightly and she warned: "Don't tell anyone..."

Bai Zisheng also reacted, nodded and said:

"That's right, you must never tell anyone, otherwise there will be people who want to cut open your head to see what's inside... The human heart is very sinister."

Mo Hua was shocked and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah!"

Bai Zisheng wanted to say something else, but Bai Zixi said: "Get out of here first."

A corpse mine is not a place to stay for a long time.

She and her brother came here just to find the ink paintings. Since they found the ink paintings, they naturally wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"good!"

In the corpse mine, monks fight with zombies.

The swords have no eyes, the spells are intensive, and corpse poison is everywhere... There are even foundations and iron corpses fighting.

Once affected, it is still very dangerous.

The three of them turned invisible together and left the secret room.

Before leaving, Mo Hua thought for a moment and set up a fire array around the secret room, blowing up the secret room and blowing the entire altar, including the coffin, to pieces.

Although he is not dead, he still wants to destroy the "corpse" and eliminate all traces.

In other words, it was precisely because he was not dead that he had to "destroy the body and eliminate all traces" just in case.

At the same time, the blank visualization picture was also taken away by the ink painting.

Imagine that all the ancestors of the Zhang family in the picture have been "eaten" by the ink paintings.

This picture is blank now.

However, Mo Hua felt that this picture was very strange, as it allowed generations of Zhang family members to turn into evil thoughts after death, manifesting their corpses and parasitizing in the picture.

This is obviously not something that ordinary monastic objects can do.

Mo Hua then kept the blank visualization picture.

In the future, you can study it yourself or ask a teacher.

…

The Taoist side was still attacking the stone palace. The Taoist soldiers took the lead in the charge and were covered by other monks.

The zombie soldiers have a way to restrain themselves, and the threat is reduced.

Lu Chengyun then used the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation to raise and refine corpses, constantly replenishing the source of corpses, and wasting them with Taoist soldiers.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the battle situation in the stone hall was chaotic.

Foundation-building monks, Qi-refining Taoist soldiers, iron corpses, and walking corpses were fighting each other...

This situation was not something that Mo Hua and the three Qi-refining monks could solve for the time being.

The most urgent task was to get out of the corpse mine first, and then make a long-term plan.

The three of them were invisible, detoured from the edge of the battlefield, and retreated to the outside of the corpse mine.

Although they were very careful, the corpse mine was too messy, with many monks and even more zombies. They were still exposed and discovered by the corpse cultivators.

Several corpse cultivators controlled an iron corpse and dozens of walking corpses to attack.

Bai Zisheng was the rear guard, waving his spear to block the zombies.

Mo Hua and Bai Zixi used spells and sword energy to contain them respectively. The three did not want to fight, and they fought and retreated.

Later, other monks came to help. After an hour of fighting, they got out of the corpse mine and retreated to a cave outside where they were stationed.

In the cave, Yang Jiashan, Master Yun, the skinny old man, the middle-aged monk, and other monks were all inside, discussing the matter of destroying the corpse mine.

On the way here, Mo Hua also asked clearly.

He knew that it was the Taoist court that ordered to suppress the corpse mine and destroy the corpse king, so so many monks gathered.

So it was not surprising to see so many people.

A Taoist soldier brought Mo Hua and the other two to Yang Jishan.

Yang Jishan was obviously surprised when he met Mo Hua and knew Mo Hua's identity.

He heard from Bai Zisheng that it was his "little junior brother" who found out about the corpse mine and spread it.

Since he was a little junior brother, he was naturally not very old.

But he never thought that he would be so young.

Mo Hua's white face still had some childishness.

He looked not much older than those disciples in his family who had just entered school to practice enlightenment.

Such a child, can be used by Lu Chengyun? Can he be locked up in the corpse mine?

Can he also take the opportunity to find out information and send it out from the heavily guarded corpse mine?

How did he do it?

Yang Jishan's brows were wrinkled into a "Chuan" character.

Other cultivators, seeing Mo Hua, also had complicated expressions and didn't know what to say.

The cave was a little quiet for a while...

Mo Hua looked at Yang Jishan, looked left and right, and felt a little familiar, so he couldn't help asking:

"Commander, do you know an uncle named Yang Jiyong?"

Yang Jishan was stunned, "Do you know my fifth brother?"

Mo Hua nodded, "We have a little friendship. Uncle Yang also asked me to go to Yang's house when I am free..."

Yang Jishan frowned and repeated "Mo Hua" twice. Suddenly, he realized it and his eyes lit up and said:

"Mo Hua! I think this name is very familiar. My fifth brother mentioned it to me a few years ago. He said that he met a very talented little formation master..."

Very talented...

Yang Jishan thought about it again.

At that time, his fifth brother didn't seem to be anything to say.

At that time, he said with a serious face that he met a "terrible talent" young formation master...

When asked why he was so terrible, he didn't say, just said he wanted to keep it secret.

Yang Jishan didn't take it to heart.

Yang Jiyong and him were equally good at formations, how could they tell the difference? So at that time, he just listened to Yang Jiyong's words casually and didn't care.

When he arrived in Nanyue City, he heard Mo Hua's name and felt a little familiar.

Now when he heard Mo Hua mention Yang Jiyong, he remembered it.

Yang Jishan's attitude immediately became gentle.

He couldn't tell whether the formation talent was good or bad, but he remembered that his fifth brother also said that if he met this young formation master, he should say thank you for him, treat him well, and it would be best if he could win over the Yang family.

His fifth brother had a bad temper and a bit arrogant, but he was generous and loyal, and there were not many people he really liked.

This young monk was praised by his fifth brother. Apart from other things, at least his character was definitely not bad.

Moreover, he was young and was a formation master.

Even if his talent was not "terrifying", it was quite good.

He also took risks alone and found out the information about the corpse mine, which was a great help.

Yang Jishan immediately said kindly:

"I'm sorry to scare you, little brother. I'll ask someone to prepare some wine and spirit meat. You should eat and drink enough and have a good rest."

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, commander!"

Yang Jishan waved his hand, "Don't be so formal. You are familiar with my fifth brother, just call me uncle."

Mo Hua followed suit and shouted crisply:

"Uncle Yang!"

Yang Jishan smiled and nodded.

Everyone looked at him in a daze.

How come they have become friends before they have even said a few words...

The man who came in was "Commander Yang", and in less than a cup of tea, he became "Uncle Yang"...

Yang Jishan, who originally had a square face and a serious expression, now has a face as warm as spring breeze.

It looks so strange, so strange.

Who is this little monk?

Everyone whispered.

Yang Jishan said to Mo Hua: "You follow your brothers and sisters, go down and rest first, we have something to discuss here..."

Mo Hua nodded and said: "Okay, then I won't disturb Uncle Yang."

Yang Jishan nodded slightly.

Mo Hua bowed and said goodbye.

Yang Jishan watched Mo Hua leave with a kind expression, then turned his head, looked solemn, and said to everyone:

"Let's continue..."

A Taoist soldier who looked like a deputy commander continued what he had just said:

"... The zombies are becoming more and more numerous, and we don't have enough manpower. We can't withstand the consumption. We need to find a way to break the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation..."

"Ten Thousand Corpse Formation?"

Mo Hua, who had just walked to the door, pricked up his ears and was slightly startled when he heard these three words.

The deputy commander had already lowered his voice, but Mo Hua, who was at the peak of the thirteenth level, was too strong in consciousness. Although his voice was not loud, Mo Hua still heard it.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked:

"Uncle Yang, are you discussing the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation?"

Yang Jishan looked stunned and asked:

"Little brother, do you know the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Yang Jishan was startled, and then he remembered that the information was sent by Mo Hua, so it was not surprising that he knew the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation.

"Then, are you familiar with this Ten Thousand Corpses Formation?"

Yang Jishan's eyes lit up slightly, and he asked with some expectation, holding a just-in-case mentality.

Mo Hua hesitated a bit, and said slowly:

"It's pretty... familiar."

What can he say...

You can't say that he drew the center of the Ten Thousand Corpses Array...

Thanks to Time Thief, flinng, ChanSO, and Rabbit on a Small Boat for the tips~