Chapter 563: One Deviation and One Trick
Immortal Heavenly Thunder Mark, wipe out everything!
The Guidaoist only took one look and felt his whole body tremble and tremble with fear.
This is the fear from the Great Dao.
At the same time, the black soul Taoist robe on his body, the black Taoist robe that was indestructible by magic, invulnerable to divine thoughts, and indestructible by formations, condensed with the ingenious calculations of heaven and the evil spirits of the residual soul, was instantly torn into pieces by the thunder and turned into ashes!
"Master, I told you not to look at it..."
Mo Hua sighed, but his face was smiling like a little fox.
"...If you look at it, you will be reduced to ashes!"
The Guidaoist couldn't believe it.
This innocent, harmless little thing, he...
He is actually a little liar!
Not only him...
There is also his junior brother...
The Guidaoist only figured it out at this time.
His junior brother pretended to be a man of many tricks, disheartened, and uninterested in life, and was ready to die...
But he had already calculated everything clearly!
The treacherous Taoist was startled. The last words of his junior brother before he died came to his mind again:
"Brother... For the sake of our friendship, please don't embarrass... my little disciples..."
At first, he only felt contempt for his junior brother, who used to be so ambitious.
He was dying, but he didn't make progress, and he had to rely on the mercy of others for his disciples' lives.
He had already been possessed by the devil, cold and heartless, and he would definitely kill if he should, and his plea was useless.
But now I think that my junior brother must know all these things.
Pleading is useless...
So his words were not meant to beg me for mercy.
But...to lure me in?
He specifically mentioned "little disciples" and asked me not to embarrass them, which was actually to remind me:
He cares a lot about his little disciples, and there are secrets hidden in his little disciples...
He also naturally led me to take action, so that I could plant the devil in my heart and enter the sea of consciousness of this little thing.
Then naturally, he would use the secrets of heaven to help his little apprentice solve the mystery of the heavenly formation and break the bottleneck of foundation building.
He even calculated the killing disaster in the divine consciousness!
He may not know what this killing disaster is, may not know this broken monument, may not know this thunder, but he must have calculated that once I come in... I will die in the sea of consciousness of his little apprentice!
Knowing that he will die, he set up a trap from beginning to end...
It seems that the secrets of heaven are calculated, but it is all calculated.
"The secrets of heaven are used here..."
The dark eyes of the strange Taoist are cold, with anger on his face, and a little bit of shock, but the corners of his mouth are slightly raised...
"Even if I die, I will still calculate me..."
The strange Taoist muttered, and then cast his eyes on the ink painting.
All kinds of ink paintings appeared before his eyes.
The spiritual consciousness is powerful, the control is subtle, the magic is condensed, the formation is manifested, the student is diligent and thoughtful, the comprehension is amazing, and the tricks are numerous...
The junior brother is gone, but there is still this little thing...
The Taoist's robe was shattered, and his body was annihilated inch by inch.
He took a last look at Mo Hua, and his strange face smiled faintly, and his voice was ethereal and broken:
"Little junior brother, we will..."
"Goodbye..."
Before he finished speaking, the Taoist was completely wiped out by the thunder, and the evil thoughts dissipated!
Mo Hua frowned, let go of his spiritual consciousness, and sensed his sea of consciousness.
After confirming that the evil thoughts of the "master's" heart had been wiped out by the thunder, fragmented, and completely destroyed, he sat down on the ground and took a long breath.
The evil thoughts of the master's uncle were too strong.
This is the strongest spiritual thought that Mo Hua has encountered so far, and it is likely that he will encounter it for a long time in the future...
It is obviously only the peak of foundation building, but the sense of oppression is pervasive.
In a head-on fight, he was no match at all.
Mo Hua could only act and trick his uncle into taking a look at the Heavenly Thunder Pattern.
This was also what he learned from his "uncle".
Dali Mountain, Deadwood Cliff, Ten Thousand Demons Hall.
In front of him, his uncle used the thunder to kill the demon Yuhua.
Mo Hua was very impressed.
"Heavenly Tribulation is also a killing weapon!"
At this moment, he just put his knowledge into practice and used a fairy pattern containing thunder to kill his uncle's evil thoughts.
"There are still many things worth learning from my uncle!"
Whether it was planting demons in the heart of Tao or calculating the secrets of heaven;
and the idea of using the rules of heaven to suppress strong enemies, all benefited Mo Hua a lot...
I must remember my uncle's teaching of "leading by example"!
Mo Hua nodded seriously.
Then he blinked, looked at the floating and full divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness, and couldn't help licking his lips.
The evil thoughts of the Dao Heart were wiped out by the thunderbolt, and the thoughts were shattered, but what remained was a very thick and extremely majestic strange Dao divine thought, although it was not pure.
This strange Dao divine thought was black and gray.
It was a powerful and ownerless divine thought that had been wiped out by the Great Dao and wiped out by the thunderbolt, and contained the changes of the strange Dao.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly.
"This is what my uncle gave me, so it is naturally mine!"
"My uncle is really a good man!"
Mo Hua was grateful in his heart, and then his eyes sparkled.
If he refined this powerful strange Dao divine thought, could his consciousness break through the long-standing bottleneck...
Mo Hua's heart was slightly warm, and he immediately meditated.
He began to devour these strange thoughts bit by bit.
The Dao Monument had wiped it out for him, and the thunderbolt had wiped it out for him, so these strange thoughts should be safe, and he didn't need to manifest the formation and burn them again...
The divine thoughts in the air were as thick as the sea, filling the surroundings.
Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated, opening his mouth.
A wisp of divine thoughts with a black and gray color and some strange aura was sucked into Mo Hua's stomach.
Mo Hua's mind was shocked, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.
These divine thoughts...
seemed a little wrong.
It seemed to contain some changes in the secrets of heaven and the perception of the secrets of divine consciousness...
This perception seemed to be the perception of the master's uncle...
Although Mo Hua didn't know what the use of this perception was, he thought that the master was so powerful, and this perception must be extraordinary.
Even if he couldn't immediately make himself enlightened, he would definitely deepen his understanding of the secrets of heaven.
Mo Hua was delighted, and began to calm down, breathing in and refining, while experiencing and understanding.
These perceptions that can only be understood, not expressed in words, and are strange and changeable, slowly settled in his heart and condensed on the heart of Tao...
Time passed little by little.
The remaining divine consciousness of the strange Taoist was also being devoured by Mo Hua bit by bit.
Mo Hua's divine consciousness was also growing bit by bit.
His understanding of the strange way was also deepening bit by bit...
Mo Hua felt that his sea of consciousness was "full", as if he had "eaten" too much, but he still endured it and refined it quietly.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The master uncle would not "give" him gifts every day.
The next time the master uncle "gives" again, he might not dare to accept it.
This time, it was the right time, the right place, and the right people. The master uncle was not prepared, so he capsized in a small ditch.
Next time, he won't be so lucky...
So when it's time to eat, you must not be polite!
Mo Hua was "hungry and thirsty", constantly refining divine consciousness and strengthening his divine consciousness.
Endless divine consciousness, bit by bit, flowed into Mo Hua's sea of consciousness, filling the gap between the thirteenth pattern and the fourteenth pattern, like a chasm.
I don't know how long it took.
I don't know how long it took to fill it up...
Finally, the gap between the early and middle stages of foundation building, the gap in consciousness, was completely filled!
The natural chasm disappeared, and the consciousness ascended!
Mo Hua's sea of consciousness suddenly trembled, and he felt that his consciousness suddenly grew stronger, and the sea of consciousness expanded to the surroundings, and his consciousness became more and more powerful.
His consciousness finally crossed the threshold and reached the middle stage of foundation building-
fourteen-line consciousness!
...
At the same time, outside the sea of consciousness.
The moment the sea of consciousness broke through, Mo Hua's consciousness suddenly overflowed, and the fourteen-line foundation consciousness produced a violent fluctuation and spread to the surroundings.
All the Yuhua Zhenren present were shocked.
"What was just now..."
"Foundation consciousness?"
"Middle stage of foundation building?"
They all looked at Mo Hua under the umbrella of the splendid mountains and rivers.
The fluctuation of spiritual consciousness in the foundation-building period is indeed not strong for them, and can even be said to be... insignificant...
But it also depends on who transmitted this spiritual consciousness...
"The fluctuation of spiritual consciousness just now was... this little cultivator?"
A True Immortal asked in a murmur.
"Is it true..."
The others were a little unsure.
If it is not, with so many True Immortal cultivators watching, it must be correct.
But if it is...
the spiritual consciousness of the middle stage of the foundation-building period...
They looked at the little Mo Hua again.
Is this the spiritual consciousness strength that he should have at his age, at his realm, and at his level?
Even Bai Qingcheng was surprised and looked dazed for a while.
But the face of True Immortal Situ was solemn.
The fluctuation of spiritual consciousness just now was indeed the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building period.
But when the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness dissipated, True Immortal Situ used his consciousness to spy again, but found that Mo Hua was surrounded by fog, chaos, and weirdness, and could not sense anything at all.
It was obvious that someone or something had obscured the Qi and the cause and effect.
If it was Mr. Zhuang, it would be fine, but if it was... the strange Taoist...
Master Situ looked solemn and his eyes were fixed.
It was impossible for the consciousness to fluctuate without reason.
Unless something abnormal happened in the child's sea of consciousness.
Now that he was planted with the devil in his heart, the only abnormality was probably...
The strange Taoist swallowed the child's consciousness? !
Master Situ felt a chill in his heart, knowing that something was not going well.
At this moment, Mo Hua suddenly moved.
He held his head, his expression showed some pain, some discomfort, and some confusion...
Everyone was shocked, their expressions changed drastically, and they all looked like they were facing a great enemy!
The strange Taoist... woke up?
Some people drew their knives, some drew their swords, and some sacrificed their magic weapons...
But for a moment, they were intimidated by the majesty of the strange Taoist and the cunningness of the devil in the heart of Taoism, so they did not dare to act rashly.
The room was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Under the umbrella of the splendid mountains and rivers, Mo Hua's pupils were still dark.
He shook his head in front of everyone, and after his consciousness recovered a little, he raised his little hand and rubbed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again.
The black in his eyes gradually faded, and his eyes were clear again.
Everyone was stunned on the spot.
"This is..."
"What's going on?"
If you plant a demon in your heart, you will definitely die. At the least, you will lose your heart, and at the worst, you will lose both your body and mind, and you will die without a burial place!
How could he be safe and sound?
Master Situ stared at Mo Hua's eyes for a few times, and saw that those eyes were black and white, clean and clear, vivid and clever, and he couldn't help but take a breath.
"This... How is it possible..."
"The demon in the heart of Tao... can it heal itself?"
It's simply unheard of? !
Master Situ was shocked.
Who is this little monk?
Master Situ's eyes were slightly trembling, puzzled, and then he looked at Mo Hua, his expression was startled, and in a trance, he found that Mo Hua was a little different from before.
His face was still innocent.
But his eyes were deep, half clear, half treacherous, and the two blended.
One is derived and the other is treacherous, and it is natural...
Thanks to Wind Chocolate, the Burned Flame Mage, Katiestar, and the Wind Supervisor for the rewards~