MTL - Asking About Longevity

Chapter 637 Evil Changes

Mo Hua’s pupils shrank.

This is... the scene on the day when the Xie family was exterminated?

Is it the memory of the soul of the monks of the Xie family who were slaughtered and burned and died in pain and misery here?

 Is it the spiritual thought of the remnant soul?

 In broad daylight, there was a sea of ​​fire in front of us.

Mo Hua endured the discomfort and looked intently, wanting to see this cruel "slaughter" to the end...

 He wanted to know what happened to the Xie family...

 The slaughter of blood and fire is still continuing.

The demonic sin cultivator raised the butcher knife with a ferocious smile and chopped the Xie family monks to death one by one like slaughtering pigs and cattle.

 After the monks of the Xie family were killed, the bodies were gathered together...

 But somewhere, something seemed to be moving.

The flames spread like a snake, splaying its teeth and claws at the ink painting, as if in demonstration.

 A gentle and doting face comes to mind again...

 Like an animal that has been slaughtered and has lost all its blood.

And ink painting has no ability to "see through" this sea of ​​fire.

 At this moment, Mo Hua was frightened.

On the ground, strange shadows overlapped and reappeared. The Xie family monks who had been "dismembered" and died tragically were densely packed and stacked up to hundreds.

 After all, the master has never formally taught me the true calculation of heavenly secrets.

 The line of sight in the ink painting is clearer.

 The screams and wails in my ears were also intermittent, as if they were being torn apart.

 Ignore the ink painting and continue reading.

 It seems that what happens next is taboo.

 He saw that the ferocious sin cultivators such as the Fire Buddha had disappeared.

 And they have also become a kind of monstrous and sinful "evil" creature.

The blood suddenly became intense, and the sea of ​​fire spread, covering everything in sight.

 “Monster?!”

The calculation of formations is okay, but the calculation of heavenly secrets is very limited and inferior.

My own "Heavenly Secret Calculation" method is based on the teachings of my master, and I tried it and fumbled blindly.

 The cause and effect seemed to be confused for a moment.

Soon, the aura of evil became stronger, and a twisted aura rippled...

 Throw it away casually, no one cares.

 A trace of evil occurred suddenly, and the scene suddenly changed.

Mo Hua frowned in confusion.

Mo Hua felt a slight pain in his heart.

 They seem to have been drained of everything.

The sea of ​​​​fire suddenly boiled.

 Soon, the sea of ​​​​fire subsided.

These corpses of the Xie family, when there was movement, they seemed to be full of unwillingness, struggling, ferocious, and strangely stood up again.

 They are like firewood that has been burned, leaving only ashes.

 What were originally human “hands and feet” gradually turned into the forelimbs of a cow and the hooves of a horse, as if they were non-human “livestock”…

 They are no longer humans, but like “eating” humans…

 At the same time, their limbs began to deform.

 In other words, I haven’t had time to formally teach myself...

As if he sensed Mo Hua's peek, the sea of ​​fire suddenly surged. The flames were as scarlet as blood and rose up in the wind, enveloping all the massacred people and those who died tragically, blocking Mo Hua's sight.

The monks of the Xie family have all disappeared, as if everything from flesh and blood to spiritual consciousness has been completely "evaporated".

 But they did not offend the ink paintings without permission.

 They are already "dead", but they live in the form of "evil".

 So the sight cannot penetrate the appearance of the sea of ​​fire and see the real cause and effect.

Mo Hua frowned, his pupils were dark, and he was possessed by evil thoughts. He used his calculations and continued to peek.

There is some kind of existence that covers up the cause and effect, preventing Mo Hua from seeing what happened after the massacre...

Mo Hua sighed, knowing that this was a power that concealed cause and effect. It was too powerful, and the power of his own calculations was simply not enough.

 The scene after that suddenly became blurry.

Mo Hua was frightened in his heart.

Those grotesque monsters that coveted Yu'er and caused her to suffer nightmares came to mind again...

Mo Hua looked at it carefully, compared it silently in his mind, and then focused his eyes.

"no…"

 The two seem similar, but they are not the same thing.

 The monsters in Yu'er's nightmare are the minions of evil spirits and the embodiment of evil thoughts.

 The existence itself is a kind of "thought body".

The "animal" transformation of these Xie family monks in front of us is more similar to the mutation of heaven and the evil transformation of cause and effect.

More like…

 Tao evil? !

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and his eyes were heavy.

 He can feel...

Although the signs of evil changes are very weak and the scale is very small, everything in front of us is indeed a sign of "evil changes on the great road".

Just as Mo Hua was frowning and thinking, these transformed, half-human, half-animal "demon" suddenly looked at Mo Hua with blood-red eyes.

 They die with hatred, wanting to choose people to devour.

 Ink painting is the only “person” at this level of cause and effect.

These "demon" twisted, struggled, stood up, and then looked at the ink painting one after another with ferocious eyes.

 The ink painting stood there with a calm expression.

 In an instant, murderous intent surged.

These "demon" roared, roared, used their hands and feet, opened their **** mouths, and rushed towards the ink painting.

Mo Hua looked at them silently, with a trace of compassion in his expression.

 At the same time, behind Mo Hua, a sea of ​​blood rose.

 A mountain of corpses suddenly appeared.

The mountains and plains are filled with ferocious walking corpses.

 A tall and majestic evil corpse king, with scarlet eyes and a terrifying aura, reigns over countless corpses.

 The demons that had turned into inhuman beings and wanted to devour the ink paintings all stopped in fear.

 The Corpse King’s eyes were cold.

These demons, which have only a few signs of evil and only a few hundred in number, are nothing more than a group of ants in its eyes.

 A moment later, the Corpse King looked up to the sky and roared.

Countless corpses boiled and hundreds of monsters were frightened.

Then the sky was stained with blood, and the walking corpses all over the mountains rushed directly down, like a raging torrent. With just one encounter, these "evil-turned" demons were completely swept to pieces and killed.

This trace of evil change in the Xie family was also completely wiped out.

However, after killing the evil "demon", the corpses became ferocious and roared upwards, filled with murderous intent.

 The sea of ​​​​blood on the corpse mountain becomes scarleter.

 The breath of evil is getting stronger and deeper.

 Under the sea of ​​blood that covers the sky, the aura of the Corpse King becomes more and more violent.

Its ferocious eyes are getting redder and redder, and there are faint signs of breaking free from the restraints and further becoming evil.

At this moment, a clear but unquestionable command sounded.

 “Stand back!”

The mountain of corpses that was originally restless suddenly became quiet.

 The corpses bowed their heads one after another, not daring to make a sound.

The corpse king's scarlet eyes were soaked with bone-chilling murderous intent and surging with violent ferocity. He stared at the ink painting and his nominal "little master", wanting to kill him quickly.

Mo Hua looked at the corpse king with indifference.

This gaze is crystal clear and contains the irresistible majesty of the "superior".

 The meaning in his eyes seemed to be, "Don't make me say it a second time."

 The Corpse King's eyes touched the ink painting, and he instantly became furious.

It just wanted to resist, but the mark imprinted deep in its body suddenly hurt again. On its body, the light blue spiritual axis formation pattern was like the law of the great road and the chain of cause and effect, tightly entangled in it.

 The Corpse King was frightened and had no choice but to give up.

Its eyes still show ferocity and unruliness, but its body has honestly "surrendered" again.

 The sea of ​​​​blood closes, the zombies return to their nests, and the mountain of corpses gradually disappears.

 Only the Corpse King, before disappearing, still glanced at Mo Hua with terrifying and sharp eyes...

 As if to say: "I will come back..."

 After that, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood completely receded, and the sins of cause and effect disappeared.

The trace of evil deeds in the Xie family was also wiped out and disappeared.

 The raging sea of ​​​​fire is gradually extinguished...

 Ink Hua felt that his eyes were hazy again. After the red color of fire and blood faded away, it was replaced by the dazzling sunlight of day, making people feel trance-like and unable to open their eyes...

 …

 “Ink painting?”

 “Ink painting!”

 A rapid sound sounded.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying next to Gu Changhuai.

Gu Changhuai frowned and kept calling his name.

Seeing that Mo Hua woke up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If something really happens to this child, he will have no choice but to go back and explain it to his cousin and Yu'er.

 But then he had doubts again.

 The scene just now is still vivid in my mind.

As soon as Mo Hua entered the exterminated Xie family, his expression was shocked and his face turned pale for a moment. Then his eyes lost focus and he fainted as soon as he closed them.

 It seems that... I saw something I shouldn't have seen...

What’s even more strange is that after Mo Hua fainted, the atmosphere of the entire Xie family suddenly became gloomy and depressing.

 It seems like something terrible is gradually changing...

 Evil spirits are growing.

 Under the blue sky and white sun, there is a bone-chilling chill.

Even Gu Changhuai, who was in the Jindan realm, felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and felt panic in his heart.

And when Mo Hua opened his eyes, everything disappeared again...

Gu Changhuai looked at the ink painting and asked solemnly:

"What on earth... happened?" Mo Hua rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly. At the same time, he quickly recalled the cause and effect of the matter in his mind.

Sea of ​​fire…Xie family…massacre…

 A mysterious mystery shrouded in flames...

Signs of evil on the road…

It seems that none of these can be said.

 Once you say it, you will get yourself into big trouble.

Especially the matter of "Dao evil", which is a taboo of the Taoist court...

Mo Hua thought for a while and said:

“I studied the formation too hard, drew too much, and consumed my spiritual consciousness too much, so I occasionally fainted. It will be fine after a while...”

As soon as Gu Changhuai heard this, he knew that Mo Hua was talking nonsense.

Before, I was still spiritual, with a pair of eyes lively and flickering. How could it suddenly, the consciousness consumed the excessive fainting?

This guy must have something he doesn’t want to say...

Gu Changhuai took a deep look at the ink painting and asked:

 “Then do you still want to see this Xie family?”

Mo Hua nodded, "I want to see."

Gu Changhuai nodded and didn't say anything. Instead, he took the ink painting and spent an hour walking around the ruined and scorched Xie family's house.

 The entire Xie family was burned to the ground.

 Everything was turned into ashes.

 After walking around for a whole time, Mo Hua found nothing unusual.

 Occasionally, I found some clues, but Gu Changhuai already knew these things.

Gu Changhuai has profound cultivation, rich experience, keen observation, and the intuition as a judge.

Except for some "unbelievable", elusive, and divine causes and effects, Gu Changhuai must have noticed everything that can be discovered by ink painting.

 Some things that cannot be discovered in ink paintings can also be seen by Gu Changhuai.

 Gu Changhuai is extremely professional when it comes to investigating and handling cases.

Mo Hua followed Gu Changhuai and took a general tour of the Xie family and looked around.

 The Fire Buddha and his companions have very "clean" hands and feet.

　　　The Xie family was burned to ashes from the time people came to the house, so no unnecessary traces were left.

Other than what he saw in the sea of ​​fire, there really were no other clues.

The ink painting is a bit regretful.

Gu Changhuai was not surprised when he saw Mo Hua's disappointed expression.

Dao Tingsi searched Xie's house many times inside and out. If there was anything, it would have been discovered long ago.

 It is impossible to wait for the ink painting to see anything.

"Let's go back…"

Gu Changhuai said calmly.

He wanted to take the ink painting back home and hand it over to his cousin in good condition, which would save him trouble.

When you don't take this little ghost to run around, what accidents happen.

Just like just now...

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

 He didn't find anything, so he had to go back first.

Just as he turned to leave, Mo Hua was suddenly startled, turned his head and looked at the ruins of Xie's house again, his brows gradually furrowed.

Gu Changhuai was a little surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua considered it for a moment and said slowly: "Uncle Gu, do you have the architectural drawings of the Xie family's monastery?"

 Gu Changhuai nodded and said, "Yes."

“Can you show it to me?” Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai's eyes darkened slightly, "What are you going to do?"

Mo Hua said: "I'm looking for a place..."

 “Looking for a place?”

Gu Changhuai frowned, and after thinking for a while, he didn’t ask any more questions, but nodded:

"OK."

Gu Changhuai found a slightly cleaner place, took out a picture from the storage bag, spread it on the ground, and said to the ink:

 “This is the architectural plan of the Xie family’s residence...”

 The map shows the terrain, architecture, and formations used in the Xie family's residence, etc...

 This kind of picture is very familiar with ink painting.

He took it little by little and concentrated on searching through the architectural drawings...

In the scene of the sea of ​​​​fire that just emerged, after the fire Buddha killed the people, he gathered the bodies of the Xie family monks together.

 The key scene after that was shrouded in a sea of ​​fire, which obscured the cause and effect and could not be seen in the ink painting.

But although he could not see the secret hidden under the fire, he did not know what the Fire Buddha did after killing people in the fire.

But he vaguely remembered the nearby scenes.

These scenes are obviously within the Xie family.

 But he had just walked around and found no similar scenery in his memory.

“There must be a place that I have overlooked…”

 Hong Kong drew ink in his mind, recalling the scene in the sea of ​​fire over and over again, and then compared it with the Xie family's map to find similar places.

 Finally, Mo Hua's eyes lit up.



 The entire layout and furnishings are very consistent with the scene in my memory.

Mo Hua stretched out his hand and pointed to the attic courtyard on the map, "Uncle Gu, let's go here and have a look."

Gu Changhuai glanced at Mo Hua in surprise and nodded slightly.

Then the two of them followed the diagram and walked along the unrecognizable road, stepping on the ashes, and arrived at the attic.

The surroundings of the attic collapsed, and the burned wooden beam walls fell down, blocking the road.

 So ink painting has not been discovered before.

Gu Changhuai took out a paper fan and waved it casually, and a surge of spiritual power surged up, clearing the way.

Mo Hua continued walking inside and walked to the courtyard in front of the attic.

This place is located in a corner, secluded and secluded.

The attic was also burned down, but the fire seemed to be stronger here and there was less debris left.

The courtyard was deserted, and it was still charred and black, just like other places.

The two of them searched and found no clues.

Gu Changhuai looked back at the ink painting.

Mo Hua frowned and thought for a long time.

 “There is no trace of anything…”

 “It shouldn’t be…”

 The ink painting let go of his spiritual consciousness, and there was also nothingness in the whiteness. There was only the fire spiritual power remaining in the ruins, and there was nothing special about it.

  “No?”

Mo Hua frowned even more tightly. Suddenly he was stunned and couldn't help but sniff his nose.

“Uncle Gu, do you smell anything?”

 “Smell?” Gu Changhuai also sniffed lightly, frowned and said, “Smells burnt?”

"no…"

Mo Hua said, then he sniffed again and his eyes narrowed slightly.

 “Very light…”

“It’s refreshing, but has a bit of a peculiar smell. It seems a little sticky and very moist…”

 Gu Changhuai on the side was speechless and frowned:

“Are you sure you are talking about the smell that your nose smells and not the taste that you taste in your mouth?”

 “The...taste hidden in your mouth?”

Mo Hua was stunned and suddenly startled.

 He remembered!

This is…

 The taste of golden bone marrow? !

 Sheep's horn worships...the essence of divine thoughts!

 This is...the breath of the evil god? !

Mo Hua felt refreshed, raised his nose, and sniffed again. Then he followed the "smell" of his spiritual thoughts and found a corner of the courtyard.

Mo Hua sniffed again, then turned over it, and unearthed a pile of blackened residue from the corner.

Gu Changhuai stepped forward and looked at it, smelled it, and even looked at it with his spiritual consciousness. In the end, he looked a little disappointed:

 “Ordinary scraps, nothing special.”

 “I just don’t know what burned it...”

Mo Hua shook his head with a solemn look on his face, "This is not ordinary!"

 He was up there and smelled the smell of the "evil god".

But he didn’t know what this black residue was.

 He couldn't tell the difference either.

 But these things are certainly extraordinary.

 This is the truth covered by the fire, the remains left behind by some unknown existence after covering up the cause and effect.

 There is a very good chance that there is an astonishing secret hidden in it.

Gu Changhuai couldn't help but pay attention when he saw the ink painting, which had always been innocent and sly eyes, showing a very rare solemn look.

 He took out a storage bag, divided the residue into two parts, and sealed it carefully.

“I’ll take it back and ask the Daotingsi in charge of the inspection to find out what kind of residue these residues are…”

 Is it a spiritual weapon, spiritual object, elixir, or...

 Human flesh and blood.

Mo Hua nodded and asked again: "If it is found out..."

 Gu Changhuai sighed, "I've found it out, I'll tell you."

"Um."

Mo Hua raised his head and looked at the Xie family who had been burned and exterminated.

 Slaughter the whole family, destroy the corpses and destroy all traces.

 Causal masking.

  Traces of evil transformation.

besides…

 The aura of the evil **** on the dark residue...

Mo Hua frowned.

 He originally thought that this was just an inhumane evil act committed by a group of sinners led by the Fire Buddha.

 But now it seems that the water inside may be very deep...

 …

 (End of this chapter)