Chapter 547 Leaving the City

The soul-refining blood banner sealed the city, and the monstrous demon sword swept under it.

Lishan City has become a ruin.

Yesterday's carved beams and painted buildings are now in ruins. What was once glorious and magnificent is only a mess.

Dabai pulled the cart and walked in front.

Mo Hua, junior senior brother, junior senior sister and Aunt Xue followed behind. Along with the large group of monks from the Five Elements Sect, they left the Five Elements Sect together, walked out of the mountain-protecting formation, and walked into the desolate Lishan City.

After seeing the surrounding scene, Mo Hua realized that the entire Lishan City had been an empty shell for a long time, and many of the merchants living inside were hidden demon cultivators.

There are not many serious monks.

When a disaster strikes, most of these monks will die, be injured, or escape.

The monks who are merchants are not local monks.

Come for profit, and leave after all.

No one wants to live or die with Lishan City, and no one cares about the survival of Lishan City.

Flowers without soil are prosperous when they bloom, but wither in the blink of an eye.

The prosperity of Lishan City, where every inch of land was precious, came to an end, revealing the desolate true nature of the earth, stone and clay sculptures.

But Mo Hua doesn't care about these.

As he walked on the road, he would occasionally look back, looking forward to seeing his master again.

But in the end, nothing was seen.

Mo Hua lowered his head sadly.

Bai Zisheng was also sad and patted Mo Hua on the shoulder.

Bai Zixi held Mo Hua's hand.

Aunt Xue looked surprised, but her expression was complicated. She sighed slightly and said nothing.

Everyone walked out of Lishan City together.

The great elder and the elders of the Five Elements Sect took the lead and led the way.

Although there is a sea of ​​blood above his head, the sword energy is everywhere.

Lishan City was filled with blood and demonic aura.

But there was no wind or waves along the way.

There is no evil spirit, no murderous intention, no danger.

As Mr. Zhuang said, it is a way to survive.

The Great Elder was both in disbelief and relieved, and sighed in his heart:

"Mr. Zhuang is indeed a master. He has shown great kindness to our Five Elements Sect..."

The group of people walked, but after a moment, they were in front of the gate of Lishan City.

After exiting the gate, they left Lishan City.

He also left the place of right and wrong, the place of purgatory.

The great elder breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he looked up, the breath he had just released suddenly came up again.

There was a deep chill in his heart.

In front of them, the city gate was suddenly wrapped in a sea of ​​blood, blocking the way forward.

And above the city gate, at this moment, a group of strange monks were standing.

The one in the middle is wearing a black robe, with white hair and a childlike face, and his eyes are deep and sinister.

It is the ancestor of Xuan Mo!

On both sides of him, there was a pale old man carrying an evil sword box, a white-faced boy with no beard, who looked like he was wearing an exquisite dead man's face, and a big man with fangs and blood-red eyes.

And behind these people, there is a group of evil cultivators, at least those who are above the foundation level.

The great elder's eyes were horrified and his heart was broken with fear.

All the monks from the Five Elements Sect also had pale faces.

Xuan Sanren smiled softly, "Under the blood flags, there are evil ghosts who have been wronged and cannot be reincarnated. Not a single remnant soul will remain. How could I let you go?"

"The imperial court has strict control. I haven't massacred a city in hundreds of years..."

"Today is a rare opportunity, let me make a joke..."

…

The great elder felt desolate.

The old demon in the Ascension Realm!

The Five Elements Sect is dead!

His face was miserable, and he was about to say something, but he saw the gentle smile on Xuan Sanren's face gradually fade away, as if he had seen something, and his expression was solemn.

The great elder followed Xuan Sanren's gaze and saw an old man sitting on a roof not far to the west, with a pale face and a body like a dead tree.

It is the unfathomable old man next to Mr. Zhuang who is called "Puppet Old Man".

Another glimmer of hope arose in the great elder's heart.

Xuan Sanren looked at the old man, his face was as dark as water, he cupped his hands and said:

"Who is the master?"

The puppet boss looked at him lightly and said, "You don't deserve to know. I will spare your life, so get out."

Xuansan was extremely angry, sneered, and was about to take action. Suddenly he was startled, as if he remembered something, his expression changed drastically, and he lost his voice:

"You are..."

The old man's eyes were cold and stern.

Xuan Sanren quickly shut up, too frightened to speak.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, his face trembled, and he bowed his hands to the puppet master. His figure gradually faded from the city gate and then disappeared.

The demon cultivators behind Xuan Sanren also looked stunned and were shocked in their hearts:

"What is the identity of this old man?"

"Even Xuan San people have to be polite?"

But they didn't dare to ask.

Not only was he afraid of offending this mysterious old man by speaking rudely, but he was also afraid that his inappropriate words might offend the Xuansan people.

The Xuan San people didn't dare to stop him, and they didn't even dare to stop him, so all the demon cultivators had to retreat.

The demon cultivators retreated one after another.

The great elder breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the puppet elder, and bowed from a distance.

All the monks of the Five Elements Sect also looked solemn and saluted to the puppet elder.

Puppet Lao tapped his finger, and a dark fireball flew out.

The gate of Lishan City was shattered, the demonic energy was burned out, the blood flag burned a big gap, and the blood sea seemed to be torn apart, revealing a hole.

"Walk."

The old man only said this one word and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

The Great Elder felt grateful and bowed from afar. Then he looked back, waved his hand, and led the people of the Five Elements Sect to walk out of Lishan City along the entrance of the cave opened by the Puppet Elder...

Mo Hua also glanced at Mr. Puppet and couldn't help but murmured:

"Grandpa Puppet..."

Kui Lao seemed to have heard Mo Hua's voice, and slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Mo Hua, and smiled.

This was the first time Mo Hua saw Kui Lao smile.

It was like a puppet's smile.

Although it was stiff and a little inconsistent, it was very gentle.

Mo Hua's ears also heard Kui Lao's hoarse and kind voice:

"I'll see you off..."

Mo Hua's nose was sour, and he waved his hand vigorously to say goodbye to Kui Lao.

Kui Lao "smiled" again, and then whispered: "Let's go..."

"Yeah!"

Mo Hua nodded, looked at Kui Lao again, and then reluctantly looked away and walked out of the city.

Kui Lao looked at Mo Hua's small back, feeling a little regretful.

What a pity...

I can't eat the pine nuts that the kid fried for me...

I also don't have the chance to teach him magic or play chess with him again...

Then he laughed at himself:

"My heart of Taoism has also been shaken..."

Old Kui shook his head, closed his eyes again, and sat up.

...

And Mo Hua kept walking, walked through the city gate, left Lishan City, left Lishan City, which was shrouded in a sea of ​​blood and full of demonic energy, danger and murderous intent.

He also left Lishan City where his master was...

When Mo Hua looked back again.

The soul-refining blood flag, after the sacrifice, had completely covered the entire Lishan City.

What caught his eye was the surging sea of ​​blood, the ferocious demon sword, and the bloody sword energy that filled the sky.

Mo Hua remembered all of this in his heart, his eyes slightly cold.

"Dare to plot against Master..."

One day, I will kill all of you evil demons, tear this soul flag to pieces, smash this magic sword, and crush all the cause and effect of the magic path...

What Xuanmo Patriarch, what Jindan magic cultivator, what magic path treasure...

You all wait for me...

...

At this time, Xuan Sanren, who was in Lishan City, had just recovered from the shock of Kui Lao, and suddenly felt palpitations again.

He immediately took out a bone compass from his arms.

In the middle of the compass, there was a lock, which was soaked in black blood and engraved with ancient array patterns. There was also a demon eye embedded in the center, which was fierce and blinking constantly.

This is the magic path cause and effect treasure: the dark path heavenly secret lock.

Xuan Sanren frowned:

"Just now this Tianji Lock... was shaking?"

"What does it mean?"

"What is it afraid of?"

"What is there to be afraid of?"

Xuan Sanren bit his finger and wiped it from his forehead, leaving a blood mark. The blood mark moved on its own, and Xuan Sanren's consciousness became more and more acute.

He pinched his fingers and thought carefully. After a long while, he was still confused.

He couldn't figure out anything...

It was a mystery.

But vaguely, it seemed like a bad omen.

It was like he accidentally put a bunch of fish fry into the river.

But among the fish fry, there seemed to be a young and ferocious "crocodile".

But if you look closely, the river is vast, the waves are bright, and it's vague, and you can't see anything.

Xuan Sanren was stunned, and then shook his head, "It's an illusion..."

How could it be so coincidental...

...

There is a fork in the road dozens of miles away from the mountain city.

The people of Mo Hua and the Five Elements Sect will part ways here.

The elder looked at Mo Hua with a complicated expression.

The true inheritance of the Five Elements Sect lies in this child.

And the future fortune of the Five Elements Sect may also lie in this child.

Although he did not know what the true inheritance of the Five Elements Sect was, nor what the future fortune of the Five Elements Sect was, this was what Mr. Zhuang told him, so he could only believe it.

But...

It is hard to say whether the Five Elements Sect will still have this fortune in the future...

The sect suffered this disaster, and the people's hearts were scattered.

They will have to live a life of dependence in the future, which will not be easy.

These disciples will probably leave one by one.

It is even harder to say how many people will stay in the end.

It may be better for him to be alive, after all, he is also a Jindan cultivator, but what about a hundred or two hundred years later? If he dies, the Five Elements Sect will have no successors, will it be lost in the history of the cultivation world...

The elder sighed and was worried.

He glanced at Mo Hua and bowed to say goodbye: "Young Master, take care!"

Mo Hua also bowed and said: "Grand Elder, take care!"

"I hope we can meet again one day..."

The Grand Elder sighed in his heart, then bowed to Mo Hua again, and then led the people of the Five Elements Sect, and set off on a road with an uncertain future...

...

And Mo Hua went to another road.

This is a wide mountain road.

Da Bai was pulling the cart, and seeing that Mo Hua seemed to be in a bad mood, he rubbed Mo Hua affectionately with his head, as if trying to comfort Mo Hua.

Mo Hua also hugged Da Bai, but his expression was still a little depressed.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were also a little sad.

As they walked, Bai Zisheng suddenly asked Aunt Xue: "Aunt Xue, can you find my mother and ask her to save Master?"

Aunt Xue said bitterly: "For people of Mr. Zhuang's level, the things involved are not something we can interfere with..."

"Even for Madam, she is powerless to change many things."

What's more, Madam... is also calculating Mr. Zhuang...

Aunt Xue didn't say this clearly.

Bai Zisheng was a little unhappy.

Bai Zixi said: "Aunt Xue, where are we going now?"

Aunt Xue pondered and said: "Let's meet Madam first. Madam is also worried about your safety. After that, we should go back to the Bai family..."

"Go back to the Bai family..."

Bai Zixi murmured and couldn't help but glance at the ink painting.

Bai Zisheng suddenly remembered something. His loneliness faded away, he looked at the ink painting and asked:

"Junior brother, do you want to go back to Bai's house with us?"

"Bai family?" Mo Hua was startled.

"Yes." Bai Zisheng nodded, "Follow me to the Bai family. I will protect you. You don't have to worry about cultivation or anything else. Inheritance, formations, etc. are all available..."

"Although it's far from as good as Master, it's still pretty good."

Mo Hua remained silent.

He turned back and glanced at Li Shancheng.

He still wanted to see the master.

Can’t be seen anymore…

Golden elixir, feather...

This level of cultivation is simply not something he can participate in.

He was just refining his energy...

Mo Hua sighed in despair, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I want to go back to Tongxian City to see my parents..."

He has been away from home for a long time and wants to go back for a visit.

"It's okay," Bai Zisheng nodded, "I also want to go back and see Uncle Mo and Aunt Liu. Then, you can follow me to the Bai family..."

"You have such a high level of understanding and learn formations so well. Even in the Bai family, no one dares to look down on you..."

Mo Hua hesitated, "But, this is not good..."

He is not from the Bai family...

Bai Zisheng said with a serious face, "What's wrong? You are my junior brother, and I am a family member. As a senior brother, I should naturally take care of you!"

"When we get to the Bai family, whoever looks down on you is looking down on me! Whoever bullies you is bullying me! I'll knock out his front teeth!"

Mo Hua was moved, but still shook his head.

Bai Zisheng said: "There's no rush, you can think about it slowly."

Bai Zixi also glanced at Mo Hua and said in a clear but decisive voice:

"When you get to the Bai family, no one dares to bully you!"

Mo Hua was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior sister..."

The smile painted in ink is like a clear spring, clean and clear, flowing through the heart with warmth.

Bai Zixi looked away slightly.

Aunt Xue looked at them all. In her eyes, there was both relief and tenderness, as well as a hint of unbearability.

Something beautiful, simple and clean.

But this world of cultivation is cold and cruel...

Mo Hua still shook his head, "I'll go back and see my parents first, and then we'll talk..."

He hasn't thought about what will happen next.

If he wants to build the foundation, he must solve the mysterious formation.

This formation is difficult to understand.

It may take one or two years, or it may take ten or twenty years...

But no matter what, he must untie the formation, and then step by step, follow the master's instructions, cultivate his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, and use his supreme spiritual consciousness to realize the great path!

This process must be difficult and laborious.

There are still many secrets about him...

Although he couldn't bear to part with his younger senior brother and younger sister, the Bai family... may not be a good place to go...

…

The boundaries of Dali Mountain are very large.

After leaving Lishan City, there is the rolling Dali Mountain, with many mountains and winding mountain roads.

Mo Hua and his group were walking along the mountain road, getting further and further away from the mountain city.

The mountains are like emeralds, and the clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining brightly.

The magnificent mountain scenery diluted the sorrow of separation, but left endless sadness.

The three people in Mo Hua felt a little empty in their hearts.

After walking for a few days, Aunt Xue frowned.

Bai Zisheng asked, "Aunt Xue, what's wrong?"

Aunt Xue thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "Nothing?"

After traveling for another five or six days, Aunt Xue's expression became more and more solemn.

Now everyone realized something was wrong.

Bai Zixi said: "Aunt Xue, what happened?"

Aunt Xue hesitated for a moment and then said truthfully:

"Ten days ago, I sent a letter to Madam through jade slips, explaining the whole story, but for so many days, the news has not been spread. It seems that not only Lishan City, but the entire Dali Mountain has been blocked and isolated. The news…”

Several people looked a little solemn.

Mo Hua looked up and found that the sky was hazy. He could see the sky, but he couldn't "see" the original sky.

It seemed like something was blocking it.

"Aunt Xue, what is covering the sky?" Mo Hua asked.

Aunt Xue frowned and said: "Maybe it's...the secret lock of the underworld..."

"Tianji lock?"

"Yes." Aunt Xue nodded, "The secret lock is a kind of secret magic weapon that can conceal the secrets, lock the cause and effect, and even block the news, so that other monks cannot see, detect, or infer..."

"The righteous path has magic weapons like heavenly secret locks, and the demonic path also has them."

"However, to be able to seal off the secrets in such a large area and isolate the entire Dali Mountain, this kind of magic weapon must be extraordinary. It is very likely that it is one of the most precious treasures of the devil, the secret lock of the underworld..."

"The magic treasure, the secret lock of the underworld..."

Mo Hua nodded and silently remembered the name.

"What should we do now?" Bai Zisheng asked.

"Let's go out first and leave Dali Mountain..."

Aunt Xue frowned, but her expression was still very solemn.

After walking for a few more days, just as they were about to leave Dali Mountain, a group of monks suddenly appeared in front of them.

This group of monks appeared without any warning, but they seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

Some of them wore black clothes, some wore blood clothes, and they looked different.

There are skinny Taoist priests with burn marks on half of their faces, fat Tutuos who can’t open their eyes with smiles, coquettish nuns whose lips are like blood and fangs exposed, and corpse chasers who carry corpses on their backs...

The auras of these ten or so people were strangely thick and restrained.

All of them were Jindan-stage demon cultivators!

Among the crowd, the only person Mo Hua recognized was a late-stage foundation-building cultivator wearing a golden crown and a five-color Taoist robe.

He was also the former head of the Five Elements Sect, Liao Tiande.

He was once the head of the sect, but now he was servile and flattering.

Liao Tiande pointed at Mo Hua and the others, and said to a handsome young man wearing blood-colored clothes with a strange blood mark between his eyebrows:

"Son, these people are the direct disciples of Mr. Zhuang..."