MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 558 Meet

Chapter 558 Meeting

 “The devil is born in the heart of the Tao?!”

Situ Zhenren was startled and immediately took action, using a golden bell-shaped magic weapon to trap the disciple with dark pupils and cut off the disciple's breath.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that many monks suddenly behaved strangely around the camp, like puppets on strings, trembling and twitching, slowly turning their heads, and their pupils were completely black!

Situ Zhenren took a breath of cold air.

 The Taoist mind changes and the demonic seeds spread.

 “When did this deceitful person do it?!”

Other Yuenzhenren sensed the abnormality in the aura and stepped out one after another. When they saw the monks and Taoist soldiers around them, they all lost their minds and their pupils were dark, and they all looked shocked.

Master Situ said sternly: "Release the magic weapon to protect your mind!"

Everyone who still had their minds shaken was shocked, and they sacrificed magic weapons one after another to guard their sea of ​​consciousness.

 Situ Zhenren sighed, turned his right hand, and took out a colorful glass lamp.

This lamp is called the Qiankun Qingguang Lamp, and it is the most precious treasure of the Xuanji Valley. It integrates spiritual deduction, concentration and exorcism.

Zhenren Situ sacrificed the Qiankun Qingguang Lamp, and the clear light swept away, the haze disappeared, and the strange aura of heaven and earth that filled the air was gradually dispelled.

 The bright lights are like a screen, protecting everyone.

It is also isolated from the monks outside who have been "demon-seeded by the Taoist heart".

 In the clear light lamp, there are also monks who are unknowingly planted with evil thoughts.

But as long as their evil thoughts arise, they will be "scalded" by the clear light and filled with black and gray air.

Zhenren Situ will expel these monks to prevent them from infecting more monks.

In the Qiankun Qingguang Cup, the clear light overflowed. The monks all looked nervous, meditating and concentrating to protect their hearts.

 But outside the clear light, it is like purgatory.

 The monks fought with each other and killed each other.

 Family monks, fellow disciples, or familiar Taoist friends, their Taoist hearts collapsed, their expressions ferocious, and they were fighting each other.

Zhenren Youhua couldn't bear it. Just when he wanted to take action, Zhenren Situ stopped him:

"If you don't go over, they will die. If you go over, they will die just as well, and maybe...more dead!"

After all, if an emerging monk is possessed by a Taoist demon, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Yuhua Master was filled with hatred, but he had no choice but to sit down again, close his eyes in pain, and not look at the miserable situation outside...

 Everyone looked solemn.

Zhenren Situ also frowned.

I don’t know how long it took, but he suddenly felt shaken and looked up.

Not far away, he saw a Taoist man walking slowly, holding a young monk in his hand.

The Taoist has a boyish face, fair hair, and sinister eyes. He is a Xuansan person. But at this time, he has a cold expression and a strange aura around him. It is obvious that he is not a Xuansan person, but should be...

 The deceitful man!

Zhenren Situ felt as if he were facing a powerful enemy.

 Other monks were also frightened.

But the deceitful people didn't seem to care about them at all, nor did they even look at them.

 It seems that the demon is planted in the heart of the Tao, and it just happens easily.

 If you can kill them, then kill them.

Even if you can't kill him, it doesn't matter.

Just like this, the trickster, dressed in black, carrying an ink painting, walked past everyone in front of thousands of soldiers, hundreds of golden elixirs, and ten feathered statues, majestically and as if no one else was there.

 He walked towards Lishan City.

 The monks all around were killing each other like evil spirits.

 And he is the "charm" itself.

　　Dao Ting, on the other hand, dared not express his anger.

There was dead silence all around.

Some of the monks were so angry that they wanted to take action, but were stopped by Master Situ.

 Situ Zhenren shook his head slightly, his eyes were extremely serious.

 He felt the aura of divine thoughts that contained earth-shattering calculations.

Knowing that anyone present will definitely die if he takes action!

no matter who.

 There is nothing they can do.

Even if they are the real people who have emerged from the major forces in Daoting, they can only look at the deceitful people and walk in front of them.

Looking at the dark figure of the deceitful man, gradually getting farther and farther away, disappearing into the monstrous sea of ​​blood in the direction of the mountain city...

　　The emerging monks present were all gnashing their teeth and indignant.

 Only Bai Qingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

 She saw the child being carried by the trickster.

If what she expected was true, then he should be the "little junior brother" in Zisheng and Zixi's words...

And the trickster has walked into the sea of ​​blood, which means that this plan against the senior brother is about to end...

Bai Qingcheng frowned slightly, then stood up, gave a brief salute to Zhenren Situ, then raised a splendid mountain and river umbrella and walked out of Qingguangzhan.

The surrounding demon cultivators rushed towards Bai Qingcheng, but were knocked away one by one by the Shanhe Umbrella.

Bai Qingcheng followed the path taken by the trickster and walked towards Lishan City, walking into the sea of ​​blood.

Zhenren Situ sighed helplessly.

In the Qiankun Qingguang Lamp, three more people emerged. They had different intentions. They looked at each other and each offered their magic weapon. Then without saying a word, they left the Qingguang Lamp and chased after the trickster.

The remaining Yu Hua was a little moved, so he looked at Zhenren Situ, "Senior Situ, this..."

Situ Zhenren’s eyes were slightly cold, he sat still and just said in a deep voice:

 “Everyone has his own destiny, and you can’t force it.”

 But he silently said in his heart: "If you want to die, you can die by yourself..."

These Emerging Masters know the profoundness of the mysterious algorithm of Xuanji Valley, and also know the principle of "if you don't listen to the old man's advice, you will suffer a loss before your eyes", so they all restrained their restless thoughts and started to meditate calmly.

Situ Zhenren looked at the direction in which the trickster left, his brows furrowed.

There is deep worry in his eyes.

 This is the devil in the heart of the Tao...

No, this is a trick of heaven...

 The way of divine consciousness is infinitely evolving, one thought has two methods, and the secrets of heaven are scheming.

He never expected that this trickster would actually master the secrets of heaven to this extent. Even in his sect, which has always had evildoers, it was unprecedented...

The secrets of heaven and tricks are cultivated to the extreme.

Divine thoughts change evilly and are immortal...

If you don't gather the power of the righteous way to completely kill the deceitful people, and let it go like this, he will inevitably become a great demon lord who can reach the heaven and the earth.

But…

How to kill?

Mr. Zhuang’s oil has run out, and his calculations have been lost...

Who else in this world can understand the secrets of heaven and compete with the deceitful people?

The immortal and devious divine thoughts…

Who can really kill him?

 Situ Zhenren’s face was stern and he couldn’t help but sigh deeply...

 …

 In Lishan City.

 The ruined walls have been stained red by the sea of ​​blood.

 Some of the remaining demon cultivators were instantly infested with demons by the Taoist Heart, and each of them turned their knives on each other and died cleanly.

The trickster walked straight to the Five Elements Mountain Guard Formation.

He stretched out his hand to touch the formation, but his fingers were instantly destroyed into blood mist by the majestic power of the formation.

 Just in a blink of an eye, the blood mist went back and condensed into flesh and blood again.

The hand of the deceiver is as good as ever.

The trickster pointed his finger, and some strange, black and gray formations climbed onto the formation, eroding from the outside inward.

 But the faster it erodes, the faster the formation can repair itself.

 Can’t break the great formation…

With a cold expression on his face, the trickster picked up the unconscious ink painting and waved it in front of the formation.

 There seemed to be a helpless sigh coming from within the formation.

 Then, the light flashed.

 The five-color light curtain of the large array opened on its own, revealing an entrance.

The trickster sneered, carrying the ink painting, and walked into the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

 …

Not long after, Bai Qingcheng also arrived outside the formation and saw the entrance to the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

 The entrance is not closed yet.

 She hesitated for a moment, then entered the formation from the entrance.

After Bai Qingcheng entered the formation, the light curtain of the formation flashed, the formation lines squirmed, and the entrance gradually closed.

Just when it was about to close, the three immortal immortals from Daoting also arrived here.

Seeing that the entrance was closing, the three of them hurriedly took action. The flashes of swords and swords flew, preventing the formation from closing.

 Subsequently, they also entered the Five Elements Mountain Guard Formation through the narrow entrance.

 After that, the Five Elements and Five Elements mountain-protecting formation was completely closed.

 There is a sea of ​​soul flags and blood outside, and a large formation protecting the mountain inside.

Outsiders have no idea what happened in the formation and the old site of the Five Elements Sect...

I don’t know how long it took, but Mo Hua, who had fainted, gradually woke up...

 His forehead felt a little groggy.

 Vaguely, one can feel that there are extremely terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations all around.

This kind of spiritual power is as vast as the river and the sea.

And he himself was like a small boat caught in the storm by the huge waves, small and powerless.

The surroundings were hazy, and people were still talking.

These sounds are all familiar...

Mo Hua squinted his eyes, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. Only then did he realize that he was already in the Five Elements Sect, and in front of him was the Five Elements Sect's Hidden Formation Pavilion.

The surroundings are devastated. Once carved and decorated, now there are broken stones and rubble as far as the eye can see. It is completely dilapidated, and there is still an astonishing magical atmosphere, as if it has experienced a great war.

There were three people nearby, who were corroded into white bones.

 Evidently he died.

Furthermore, their bones are crystal clear, with fine, crystal-like traces of feathering on them.

Mo Hua was shocked.

“Three more feathered monks...died?”

 He looked up and saw the old man.

 Puppet Lao's whole body was wrapped in blood clothes, and his body was gradually being dissolved. However, after the physical body was dissolved, there was no flesh and blood under the skin, only tan and mottled wood grains.

 “The blood of destruction…”

 “Well, you actually got along with…”

The old man coughed and said, "...colluding with the old immortal of the Blood Taoist..."

The indifferent-looking trickster saluted the puppeteer and said, "Senior, please forgive me. If this were not the case, there is nothing I can do about you, senior..."

The old man's eyes were like swords, and he said sternly: "Then who told you about my destiny?"

 The deceitful man remained silent.

The old man was so angry that he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, good and evil do not distinguish between good and evil. What kind of Tao are these cultivators practicing?!"

The trickster said in a deep voice: "Senior, be well on your way." As soon as he finished speaking, the **** clothes glowed with a darker, dead blood light.

 Little by little, minute by minute, the old man is wrapped up and eroded...

 is also devouring the old man's vitality step by step.

The old man looked at the trickster and said coldly:

 “Don’t let me see you again, otherwise, I will kill you!”

 The trickster bowed slightly and said, "Junior, please keep this in mind."

 “Grandpa Puppet…”

Mo Hua felt a pain in his heart and murmured.

Hearing this, the old man, who was eroded by the blood-clothed clothes, glanced at the ink painting for the last time. The coldness in his eyes faded and became gentle, with some apologies and regrets.

 In the end, the whole person turned into a wooden sculpture, mottled and incomplete, and lost its vitality.

 The trickster glanced sideways, looked at the ink painting, and frowned.

 Grandpa Puppet…

 The old man actually asked this kid to call him "Grandpa Puppet"...

The trickster only frowned and thought for a moment, then took another step and walked towards the Tibetan Formation Pavilion.

 The heavenly secrets have been calculated, the demon cultivator was punished, the Taoist court was shocked, and even the old man was melted away by the immortal blood of the **** Taoist...

 The obstacles in front of him have been completely cleared.

 In front of him, there was only his junior brother whom he had not seen for hundreds of years...

At this moment, a cold and pleasant voice sounded:

 “Senior Brother…”

The trickster turned around and saw Bai Qingcheng standing aside.

Bai Qingcheng has been standing aside and watched with his own eyes as Dao Ting's three immortals were killed by the trickster, and then watched as the trickster melted the puppet master with his immortal blood.

She could only sit back and watch.

No one can stop her from what her senior brother wants to do.

Whoever stops her will die, including herself.

It’s just that she still remembered the request of her children, so in the end, she wanted to save Mo Hua from the deceitful people.

  No matter what, this child is innocent after all.

Moreover, after all, he is the disciple accepted by Senior Brother Zhuang, so he cannot be involved in this dispute and die...

 “Senior Brother...Give me that child...”

The trickster raised his head and glanced at the Zangzhen Pavilion. He didn't know what he was thinking. He threw the ink painting to Bai Qingcheng.

Bai Qingcheng took it immediately, couldn't help but look at the ink painting, and said silently in his heart:

"Is this...the junior brother Zi Xi misses..."

 The spiritual root is so bad...

 Compared with Zixi, she is really like heaven and earth...

 She looked at her appearance again.

 She looks pretty good...

He has picturesque eyebrows, cute appearance, and pure temperament. He feels friendly just by looking at him.

 And his eyes are clear, and you can tell at a glance that his character is good...

 It means...the spiritual roots are very poor, and the bloodline is even worse...

Bai Qingcheng frowned.

“Senior Brother Zhuang, why do you accept such a young disciple?”

Furthermore, what surprised her the most was her senior brother...

The elder brother once was gentle and elegant, and he was graceful, but since he entered the demon, he became a strange Taoist, and he was weird and scary, indifferent.

It was the first time for her to see her senior brother, carrying a child in his arms, and not letting go of him all the way.

Furthermore, in her opinion, the two of them got along very casually, even somewhat "close"?

Bai Qingcheng frowned in confusion.

Mo Hua looked up and saw Bai Qingcheng.

At first glance, he was amazed.

so beautiful…

 After taking a second look, I felt that this woman’s facial features were similar to those of my little senior sister...

 “Are you the little senior sister’s mother?”

 Mo Hua couldn’t help but ask.

Bai Qingcheng was slightly startled and couldn't help but nodded.

Mo Hua calculated silently and said, "Sister's mother is my uncle's sister and my master's sister... Then I should call you...'Uncle'?"

Bai Qingcheng was stunned.

This kid is so smart, and he seems to be a little... familiar?

"good."

Bai Qingcheng nodded again.

“Disciple Mo Hua, I met my uncle.” Mo Hua said politely.

Bai Qingcheng felt a little warm in her heart.

She looked at Mo Hua again and found that there was no injury on Mo Hua's body, that he was not "demon-sown by the Taoist Heart", that his eyes were clear and there was nothing unusual, and she was relieved.

Bai Qingcheng hesitated for a moment and then said to Mo Hua:

"Good boy, stay here and don't run around. I'll go in and see your master..."

Mo Hua immediately said: "Uncle Master, can I go in?"

Bai Qingcheng was startled.

Mo Hua whispered: "I also want to see Master..."

Bai Qingcheng felt a little embarrassed, but still refused: "It will be very dangerous if you go in..."

"oh…"

Mo Hua nodded disappointedly but sensibly.

Bai Qingcheng left the ink painting behind and walked towards the Zangzhen Pavilion. After walking a few steps, he turned around and saw the ink painting standing there alone, feeling a little distressed and worried.

If the trickster comes out, the child may still be in danger...

 But she can't control that much now.

 Senior brother’s life is at stake.

Although her ancestor told her to "stand by" about the opportunity involving the Guixu Sky Burial, when the time came, she couldn't really sit back and watch.

 “That’s it, let’s live in peace with our destiny…”

Bai Qingcheng looked serious, gritted his teeth, and also walked into the Tibetan Formation Pavilion...

As for ink painting, one just stays where he is.

 He wanted to go in, but he couldn't.

There seems to be some kind of barrier in the Hidden Formation Pavilion. The master uncle and his uncle are highly cultivated and have deep attainments in formations, so they can ignore the barrier and enter the Hidden Formation Pavilion.

 But I can’t get in...

 It doesn’t seem safe to stay here.

 Once the matter is settled, the uncle will probably kill himself when he comes out.

Mo Hua sighed.

At this moment, the surrounding Five Elements Mountain Guard Formation buzzed.

Mo Hua was stunned and looked up.

 You can see that in the big formation, there is a main formation pivot, which is running on its own and dazzling.

 “This is...the center of formation?”

Mo Hua suddenly remembered what his master had said to him when he first arrived at the Five Elements Sect.

 He remembered that at that time, he and his master were talking about the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation.

The master drew a picture of the mountain on the paper, sketched a few lines along the mountain, and told him:

“…Here is the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation. Please note the veins of the main formation pivot.”

 “When the formation is circulating, there will be a living door above the formation hub.”

“Although this short section is a second-grade formation pivot, it is similar to the layout of the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation. Moreover, you have enough spiritual consciousness, so you should be able to calculate your birth order by yourself…”

 The ink painting is filled with confusion and confusion.

 “Calculate the birth…”

 Master, have you already made arrangements...

Did he expect that I would be captured by my uncle and taken back to the Five Elements Sect, so he told me in advance the students of this period of the formation?

 He wanted me to calculate the birth gates of the Five Elements Mountain Protection Formation, and then leave on my own, away from this dangerous place...

 “Master…”

 The corners of Mo Hua’s eyes were sore.

 He didn't want to leave, he wanted to see the master again.

But…

 What can I do if I see the master?

 What can you do?

With such a low level of cultivation, not enough spiritual consciousness, and not yet learned the formations well, in such a dangerous place, it is difficult to even protect oneself...

 The formation buzzed again.

 It seemed like the master was urging him to leave...

Mo Hua was a little depressed. He wiped his tears and sat on the ground. According to the calculation method that his master had taught him before, he calculated the pivots of the formation step by step, then found the direction and determined the birth gate.

After setting the gate, Mo Hua raised his head and glanced at the Zangzhen Pavilion.

　　Master seemed to be inside, watching me silently.

 As if to say, "Let's go..."

Mo Hua lowered his head, his back lost, and walked silently to the section of the mountain range that Mr. Zhuang had marked, and to the large formation in front of the mountain range.

 According to the birth gate he decided, Mo Hua took steps and walked into the formation.

 The formation forms a spiritual curtain, and the spiritual power flows like a blade, airtight.

But the place where the birth gate is is the key point of the formation hub and the place where the life is left.

 Mo Hua walked into the door of life, and the surging spiritual power flowed rapidly around him, like a vast river or a galloping horse, but it did not hurt him.

 On the contrary, these spiritual powers protect the ink paintings.

Protected the ink painting all the way, and left the mountain guarding formation safe and sound...

 …

 The fourth floor of Zangzhen Pavilion.

Mr. Zhuang just sat silently, looking at the ink paintings, and walked out of the formation alone.

 A moment later, the Zangzhen Pavilion shook.

 The Five Elements Formation on the fourth floor was eroded by the dark formations and broke open, and a figure walked in.

White hair shawl, expression cold.

　　It is the deceitful person.

Mr. Zhuang's breath was weak and his face was as white as paper, but his expression was calm, as if he was welcoming his fate, and he smiled calmly.

"long time no see…"

 “Senior brother.”

 (End of this chapter)