Asking about longevity

The younger brothers and sisters have all left.

Mo Hua was alone.

Without the master, without the puppet grandpa, without the little senior brother, and without the little senior sister, I will have to walk alone in the future...

After feeling lost for a while, Mo Hua began to cheer up.

He was about to start preparing to build the foundation.

After experiencing this series of changes, Mo Hua also deeply understood that cultivation is the foundation of a monk.

If he wants to learn the formation of "stealing yin and yang, seizing luck, and reversing life and death", he must have a high enough level of cultivation.

Only with cultivation as the foundation can we pursue the great road and learn the formations, so as to seek a glimmer of hope from the dead end, change the master's destiny, and make a living against death...

And building the foundation is the first step to lay the road.

Before building the foundation, Mo Hua thought about it carefully and even made a list of notes, trying to cover everything and prepare everything...

The first is spiritual stones, which must be sufficient.

Mo Hua already had a lot of spirit stones in his hands.

There are tens of thousands of these spirit stones. Some of them have been saved by my parents over the years, some of them have been earned by me from drawing formations, and some of them have been secretly given to me by my younger senior brothers and younger sisters.

The better the spiritual root, the higher the level of the skill, and the more spiritual stones it takes to build the foundation.

And Mo Hua happens to have poor spiritual roots, so the spiritual stones he spends will be less. These tens of thousands of spiritual stones are more than enough.

In addition, Mo Hua also bought some elixirs and spiritual objects in Liyuan City for emergencies.

These are not used to break through bottlenecks, but are used to prevent things from going wrong and damaging the foundation when breaking through. They are used to nourish blood and spirit, warm and nourish the meridians, and strengthen the foundation and life.

These seem unnecessary.

But you only have one life, so you must not be careless.

Then, we need to find a safe, clean place where no one will disturb us to build the foundation.

After building the foundation, go back to Tongxian City and give your parents a surprise.

But before that, there is one more thing that Mo Hua is very concerned about...

Mo Hua turned his head, looked at the old man beside him who was drinking tea with a contented expression, and said doubtfully:

"Senior Situ, why are you still here? Aren't you going back to Xuanji Valley?"

Master Situ slowly took a sip of tea and let out a long breath:

"There's no rush. I come out once in a while to relax and then go back. It's very boring in the valley and there are a lot of annoying things. There's no rush to go back..."

It’s been a few decades since I came out.

Of course take a break and look at the scenery.

Of course, the most important thing is that he lit the Qiankun Qingguang lamp in Xuanji Valley as a glowing lantern, and used it to extend Mr. Zhuang's life...

It is estimated that it will be scrapped in less than a few dozen years, or perhaps a hundred years.

The treasure of Xuanji Valley...

He had to think of an excuse to get through before he could go back.

Don't rush this moment.

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded.

Situ Zhenren glanced at the ink painting, looked at the elixirs and spiritual objects carefully listed on the paper, and asked:

"Are you going to build a foundation?"

"Hmm." Mo Hua glanced at Zhenren Situ and felt that he seemed to be idle and idle now, so he asked in a low voice:

"Senior Situ, are you busy now?"

"It's okay, is something wrong?"

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, he took out the note, handed it over respectfully, and said politely:

"This is preparation for foundation building. Can you help me take a look? See if there are any omissions or deficiencies?"

Mo Hua has big, watery eyes and is polite in every word he speaks.

Master Situ nodded slightly, not rejecting it in his heart.

Mo Hua made a deep impression on him.

To be honest, he still likes this kid...

Although his spiritual roots are a bit weak, he is cute, polite, well-spoken, smart, and respects his teachers. He is indeed a good boy.

Otherwise, the two high-minded children of the Bai family would not do anything to protect their little junior brother...

Anyway, I have nothing to do.

"Let me see……"

Master Situ took the note from Mo Hua's hand, and with just a glance, he roughly understood it. He made a few random outlines with his fingertips and wrote the words without ink. Behind the note, he added a few spiritual things and a few medicinal elixirs.

"These are used to clear the meridians, activate the body, and calm the mind. Although they are auxiliary, they are of great benefit to building the foundation, and they are not expensive..."

Mo Hua glanced at it and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior!"

Master Situ hesitated for a moment, then said: "Senior, just senior, don't add the word 'old'..."

As I get older, I am more concerned about others calling me "old"...

"oh oh."

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, but he was just complaining in his heart, Elder Situ... Senior Situ is so strange, he is still not happy when he is given the status of elder...

Master Situ took a sip of the tea and felt that it was tasteless. After all, it was a third-grade state border, and the third-grade spiritual tea felt a little bland when he drank it in his mouth...

Suddenly he was stunned, looked at the ink painting, and said doubtfully: "You don't have any of these spiritual objects and elixirs to break the bottleneck..."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

My bottleneck has been broken.

It was his uncle who broke it for him...

However, he didn't say it clearly, he just said vaguely: "My spiritual roots are poor, and my skills are average. Although I have cultivated less spiritual power, the bottleneck is simple. I can break it casually..."

Master Situ nodded and did not ask further questions, but he was thinking secretly in his heart...

Not too possible!

This little kid is definitely trying to lie to me...

He is Mr. Zhuang's disciple. No matter how bad his spiritual roots are, Mr. Zhuang's temperament of wanting to be incompetent will not let him choose a technique that has a "simple bottleneck" and can break through the realm casually.

This is too casual, not something Mr. Zhuang would do.

Unless... this technique, when breaking through the bottleneck, does not require spiritual objects and elixirs...

There is no need for spiritual objects and elixirs, which means that the bottleneck is most likely not in the sea of ​​​​qi or meridians...

Not in the sea of ​​qi and meridians?

Where else could it be?

It can’t be in the consciousness...

Master Situ was suddenly startled.

He is an Ascension Realm monk and the Great Elder of Xuanji Valley. He is proficient in calculations. He has lived for many years and has experienced a lot. Suddenly, a very strange, somewhat uncommon, but very outrageous word appeared in his mind...

"Divine consciousness proves the way..."

Divine consciousness...enlightenment? ! !

Master Situ was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes.

No way?

Are there really people in this world who are so ambitious that they can use their spiritual consciousness that cannot be enhanced through cultivation to achieve enlightenment? !

Master Situ glanced at the ink painting.

The spiritual roots are poor and the blood is weak...

Why would Mr. Zhuang accept such a disciple?

With Mr. Zhuang's vast talent, what kind of path will he plan for this disciple?

There is only one answer...

Divine knowledge proves the truth!

Master Situ thought about that day again. What he sensed from Mo Hua was a powerful spiritual consciousness that was completely beyond his age and realm...

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"The divine knowledge proves the truth..."

Master Situ was shocked.

Mo Hua saw Situ Zhenren's eyes widening and he was stunned for a long time without any response. He was a little confused and said with concern:

"Senior, what's wrong with you? Did you choke on the hot tea?"

Master Situ came back to his senses, looked at the ink painting, and said silently in his heart:

"I didn't choke on the hot tea, I was scared by you..."

Divine knowledge proves the way...

He is really someone who dares to teach and someone who dares to learn...

This is no longer a human being.

This kid can’t really become a second “deceitful person”...

Master Situ was slightly horrified, but after thinking about it, he shook his head.

There is a big difference between the enlightenment of divine consciousness and the deception of demonic thoughts...

And if this child really has a flaw in his character, given Mr. Zhuang's character, he will definitely not be able to teach him spiritual knowledge and enlightenment.

"Let nature take its course and wait and see what happens..."

Master Situ said silently in his heart.

Suddenly he "tsk" and became curious again.

"Can this child really know the truth?"

He really wanted to see...

He has lived for so long, but he has never seen a monk who can prove the Tao with his spiritual consciousness and become famous for his cultivation...

Master Situ suddenly became enthusiastic and said to Mo Hua:

"If there is anything you don't understand about foundation building, just ask me."

Mo Hua looked happy, but still asked politely: "Won't I disturb you?"

Master Situ waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it's okay to be idle."

Mo Hua was not polite and asked about all the details of the foundation building and what he was worried about.

Master Situ is an immortal and an ancestor, so he already knows about foundation building.

The inheritance of ink painting is insufficient, and most of the questions asked are superficial, but Master Situ is still patient and tries his best to answer ink paintings...

He also said to Mo Hua:

"For things like foundation building, it depends not only on hard work, but also on destiny..."

"Even so, for every detail that is perfected, the probability of foundation building increases by one point."

"So, this 'destiny' can be changed manually as long as you understand it well enough..."

…

Ink painting benefited greatly.

Thinking of what he overheard what Master Situ and his uncle said, it was the Qiankun Qingguangzhan in Xuanji Valley that helped Master seal the cause and effect and extend his life.

The Xuanhuo Changming Formation was also set up by Master Situ himself.

Without Master Situ, Master might really have no chance of survival...

Mo Hua was filled with gratitude and bowed solemnly:

"Senior's great kindness and kindness will be borne in mind by Mo Hua!"

Master Situ couldn't help but laugh a little when he saw that Mo Hua was young, had a serious face, and spoke seriously.

You are a little kid in the Qi Refining Realm, what use can I ask for your gratitude...

But before he said this, his heart suddenly "thumped".

Pay homage to Mo Hua.

Master Situ's heart trembled. He felt that there seemed to be some cause and effect in the dark, and it began to rotate...

"Divine consciousness proves the way..."

"No, it's really so evil..."

Master Situ opened his mouth and immediately changed his words:

"Okay! Very good! He is a good boy who repays his kindness!"

On the surface, he was calm and relaxed, but he said the words "repay kindness" very hard, for fear that Mo Hua might not hear clearly and forget about him...

After that, whenever Mo Hua had any doubts, he would ask Master Situ.

Master Situ answered them one by one.

After the doubts were clarified and all the spiritual objects and elixirs were available, Mo Hua began to formally build the foundation in a rented cave in Liyuan City.

This cave is very large, very quiet, and very luxurious.

It is a cave that Mo Hua cannot afford to rent.

This cave was specially rented by Master Situ for ink painting and foundation building.

Mo Hua is a little embarrassed.

Master Situ said with a straight face, "I am your senior, the dignified Master Yuhua, the great elder of Xuanji Valley. This is such a trivial matter, it takes a little effort, why are you being polite to me?"

"Thank you, senior!"

Mo Hua smiled and said, silently remembering Master Situ's kindness in his heart.

Master Situ nodded with satisfaction and then ordered:

"There's actually nothing to say about foundation building. Just be prepared. If it goes well, everything will fall into place. If it doesn't go well, there's no need to be discouraged. Just try again next time."

"For disciples of aristocratic families, it is not difficult to build a foundation. What is difficult is to build a good Dao foundation."

Mo Hua asked: "If you build a good foundation, will there be any strange phenomena?"

Mo Hua heard the term "foundation-building vision" from others.

What kind of aristocratic family, what kind of sect, what kind of genius is rare to see in a thousand years, when the foundation is being built, there will be visions of heaven and earth, auspiciousness filling the sky, dragons and phoenixes ringing around, direct enlightenment and so on...

"It's not that exaggerated..." Master Situ said helplessly, "These statements are specially compiled by aristocratic families to show off and exaggerate. They are used to raise the status of their own disciples. Most of them are pretentious..."

"The vision of foundation building is not so obvious, but it is indeed there."

"Generally speaking, as long as the foundation is solid and the Dao foundation is complete, there will indeed be some special visions..."

"Just build the foundation steadily, don't think about whether these things are available..."

Master Situ ordered.

"Yes, I understand." Mo Hua nodded.

After that, Mo Hua began to meditate and build the foundation inside the cave.

He calmed down, held his breath and concentrated, step by step, step by step...

First, take some elixirs to warm and nourish the meridians and activate the bones. Then, burn incense and concentrate your mind. When the body and mind are unified and the mind is not distracted, you start to refine the spiritual stones.

The foundation building began, and the sea of ​​​​qi surged crazily, like a big mouth, constantly devouring spiritual energy.

One by one, the spirit stones were refined in an instant.

Wisps of spiritual energy merged into the Dantian Qi sea.

Tens of thousands of spirit stones, like water, are constantly being consumed.

The spiritual power of the ink painting is also getting stronger day by day, and the sea of ​​​​qi is also getting thicker and thicker...

Thanks to the guidance of Master Situ and the detailed preparation of the ink painting, the process was quite smooth.

After an unknown period of time, the air sea gradually stabilized, and the spiritual power became thick and stagnant, like flowing mercury.

The spiritual energy is condensed, and the spiritual power is like mercury!

This is the foundation-building spiritual power!

Mo Hua opened his eyes and felt the spiritual power in the sea of ​​air, which condensed like mist, circulated like water, and was as deep as mercury, and he was very happy.

The spiritual power is finally established!

He is now considered a foundation-building monk!

But Mo Hua knew that this was not enough.

For him, the real foundation building has just begun...

He is taking the path of "spiritual consciousness and enlightenment". The enhancement of divine consciousness is the foundation.

According to what the master said, when a monk builds a foundation, his spiritual power will qualitatively change, and his spiritual consciousness will double.

His current spiritual power has changed qualitatively.

Next, is the doubling of spiritual consciousness!

After the divine consciousness in the middle stage of the fourteenth line of foundation building is doubled, it may break through the limit and advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the state of the seventeenth line of spiritual consciousness in the late stage of the foundation building!

This is the foundation that ink painting really needs to be built on!

Mo Hua was a little nervous, but more of an expectant person.

After a moment, the sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and then Mo Hua felt that his consciousness, which had already reached fourteen lines, was growing rapidly!

It seems that there are endless spiritual consciousness derived from the endless avenue. As the ink painting comes to enlightenment, the spiritual thoughts are like a spring, flowing continuously into the sea of ​​consciousness, strengthening the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting!

The sea of ​​consciousness of ink painting also expanded little by little.

The enhancement of spiritual consciousness is inevitably accompanied by the expansion of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Only when the sea of ​​consciousness is wide can it accommodate more divine consciousness.

Mo Hua didn't feel this deeply before, because most of his previous enhancement of spiritual consciousness was accumulated over time and step by step.

But now that he has broken through the foundation building and doubled his spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua can clearly feel that his sea of ​​consciousness is rapidly expanding...

At the same time, more and more divine consciousnesses are flowing into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Hundreds of rivers flow into the sea...

The level of spiritual consciousness in ink painting is also rising little by little...

From the fourteenth pattern to the fifteenth pattern.

And then to the sixteenth pattern.

The sixteen lines are the pinnacle of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building...

After that, if the spiritual consciousness grows again, it will hit the bottleneck in the later stage of foundation building.

This bottleneck is also as deep as a chasm and cannot be crossed.

But the spiritual consciousness of ink painting has a very strong foundation. After it is multiplied, it is like a river with endless waves, pouring into the chasm and hitting the bottleneck.

The ink painting knows the sea, and it also stings slightly.

But he tried his best to endure it, meditate quietly, abandon distracting thoughts, and stick to the Taoist heart.

He wants divine knowledge and enlightenment!

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became clear.

Bottlenecks are broken and ravines are filled.

The turbulent consciousness merged into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Mo Hua's consciousness reached...seventeen lines!

The seventeen lines are the spiritual consciousness in the later stage of foundation building.

And that's not all.

The consciousness of the ink painting is still growing and rising upwards, bit by bit, bit by bit, converging into rivers, gathering sand into high towers...

Finally, it stopped at the eighteen lines!

In the later stage of foundation building, eighteen lines of divine consciousness!

Mo Hua was shocked, then overjoyed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Master is right.

It really can... Divine consciousness proves the truth...

Now that he has just entered the foundation building, he already has eighteen lines of spiritual consciousness, and he is only one step away from reaching the nineteen lines of spiritual consciousness that has completed the foundation building!

"I finally lived up to Master's expectations..."

Mo Hua felt a little happy and a little melancholy.

Eighteen lines are already very strong!

Mo Hua nodded, and just when he was about to stop meditating and finish building the foundation, his expression suddenly changed again.

He felt something was wrong.

There was an awe-inspiring aura of the Dao that permeated his sea of ​​consciousness, as if he had made some mistake and touched the "taboo" of the Dao...

He also felt this way when he disintegrated the Five Elements Demon-Slaying Formation, killed Feng Xi, and heard the calamity thunder hovering above his head.

What taboo?

Is your spiritual consciousness too strong?

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think about it, he felt that his consciousness seemed to have touched some barrier, like... the limit of heaven.

It seems that Dao... does not allow him to have such a strong spiritual consciousness...

Soon, the restrictions of heaven came, and Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, which had originally expanded, suddenly shrank as if it was squeezed by something.

Mo Hua had a huge headache, but what made him even more unbelievable was that his spiritual realm was falling rapidly.

From eighteen lines to seventeen lines...

From seventeen lines to sixteen lines...

And then, it still didn’t stop…

Sixteen lines, fifteen lines... all the way down to the original fourteen lines!

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

But it's not over yet.

After the realm fell, what followed was an even more intense pain of cracking the sea of ​​consciousness and shattering the consciousness!

Mo Hua suddenly discovered that his sea of ​​consciousness had shrunk and his spiritual consciousness had dropped, but the once enhanced spiritual consciousness was still there!

These spiritual consciousnesses are infinitely squeezed due to the contraction of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, the sea of ​​consciousness is squeezed by the divine consciousness and gradually cracks, and the divine consciousness is oppressed by the sea of ​​consciousness and gradually breaks...

what to do? !

Mo Hua was in a hurry to gain wisdom. He could only endure the severe pain, meditate, stabilize his mind, and abandon the pain. At the same time, he used heaven's calculations to maintain the broken consciousness, and at the same time, he used heaven's calculations to accelerate the consumption of his consciousness.

But if this continues, there is no solution at all...

Sooner or later, his consciousness will be destroyed and his consciousness will fly to ashes!

At the critical moment, vast, endless, dense, and layer upon layer of patterns suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness drawn by the ink painting.

These patterns, flickering on and off, disappearing and appearing, condense into one piece, as if imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness of ink paintings, profound and mysterious.

This is... the mysterious formation? !

Is it the bottleneck of Tianyan Jue?

Mo Hua was startled.

As soon as the mysterious formation emerged, the spiritual consciousness that was restricted by the way of heaven, squeezed by the sea of ​​consciousness, and had no place to defend itself, followed the formation lines one by one and condensed together.

One after another, one after another, in the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the ink painting, with the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting, they are traced back again and woven into a pair -

Mysterious array!

Mo Hua was shocked and gradually realized in his heart.

"This is...the secret of Tianyan Jue..."

"This is the bottleneck of Tianyan Jue, the real meaning of the Mysterious Sky Formation?"

"Reconstructing divine consciousness?"

"Use the Mysterious Heaven Formation to Reconstruct Divine Consciousness?!"

What kind of "uncanny" workmanship is this?

I have never heard of ink painting, I have never even thought about it...

Restricted by the way of heaven, the sea of ​​consciousness shrinks, and the spiritual consciousness is forced and fragmented, but it automatically penetrates into the formation patterns of the previous mysterious formation, condenses the formation, and reconstructs the spiritual consciousness...

This is a passive generation process.

The only problem is that the reconstruction of consciousness is too painful...

Moreover, the Mystery Sky Formation is huge in scale, and it is too slow to generate it so little by little...

Mo Hua gritted his teeth and persisted, but after all, he was young and was still afraid that he would not be able to persist.

"I need to think of something..."

Mo Hua endured the pain and thought.

Passive generation is too slow, then... take the initiative to generate the mysterious formation yourself?

This mysterious formation has been solved by my uncle with the help of heaven's secrets. Then he did the opposite, and now he uses the secrets of heaven's secrets to reconstruct it again?

The formation is large in scale and consumes a huge amount of spiritual consciousness.

But now, in Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness, there is still an amount of divine consciousness between fourteen and eighteen lines left. It is very abundant, almost inexhaustible, and there is no fear of running out.

And in the process of creation, he used the heavenly secrets to calculate and gain insight into the composition of the mysterious formation?

Is this equivalent to "learning through application" and in turn learning the ever-changing and mysterious "mysterious formation"? !

Mysterious array!

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, and then his eyes lit up.

Without further ado, he immediately started to work, using relatively unfamiliar and clumsy techniques, trying to use the secrets of heaven and earth to separate his spiritual consciousness, proceeding on multiple fronts, accelerating the formation of the mysterious formation, and also accelerating the redevelopment of his own spiritual consciousness. Structure!

At the same time, he was painting and learning at the same time.

Using heavenly calculations, we can gradually deduce, comprehend, and gain insight into the essence of the mysterious formation.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the ink painting, the majestic, simple, obscure and mysterious mysterious formation condensed with spiritual thoughts is passively generated by itself, and at the same time it is actively formed by the ink painting...

The consciousness of the ink painting was rapidly consumed like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

The pain in the sea of ​​consciousness is gradually relieved like the spring breeze turning into rain.

But Mo Hua's consciousness is undergoing incredible changes step by step...

I don’t know how long it took, but the mysterious sky formation was formed, and then gradually dissolved, melted into the sea of ​​consciousness drawn in ink, and disappeared.

Mo Hua opened his eyes.

He found that his sea of ​​consciousness was still at the level of the fourteenth pattern.

But in the sea of ​​consciousness, it is hazy and shrouded in clouds and mist.

Mo Hua circulated his spiritual consciousness, and found that his spiritual consciousness was extremely condensed, like water mist, like the sea of ​​consciousness was compressed, and the mysterious sky was reconstructed, and it happened...

Qualitative change?

A qualitative change in divine consciousness? !

The ink painting was inexplicably shocking. He pondered for a moment, and in a trance, he had an epiphany in his heart.

The real power of the Tianyan Jue technique lies in... causing a qualitative change in spiritual consciousness? !

The quality of spiritual thoughts has changed, the foundation is strong, and the control is naturally sharp.

Divine consciousness control is only incidental.

The Mysterious Sky Formation may seem like a bottleneck, but in essence, it is the key to reconstructing spiritual consciousness and achieving qualitative change!

The qualitative change of divine consciousness...

Mo Hua looked at his little hands.

Spiritual thoughts are illusory. No matter how solid they are and look real, their essence is still an illusory phantom.

But now, what he has manifested, the small hand of his own spiritual thought, is hazy, floating with water mist, like a trace of condensed... blood...

"This is...the qualitative change of divine consciousness..."

Mo Hua was stunned and lost his mind.

My consciousness has been completely different since then.

And thus he laid the foundation of supreme divine consciousness!

…

Outside the cave where Mo Hua founded the foundation, Master Situ was a little confused.

"What's wrong……"

Just now, he felt a wave of spiritual consciousness that was not too powerful for him, but was too strong for a foundation-building monk.

This also confirmed his conjecture of "divine knowledge and enlightenment".

But for some reason, that wave of fluctuation quickly converged, disappeared, and disappeared without a trace...

The spiritual aura of the ink painting does not seem to be growing.

"Failed?"

Master Situ frowned.

He waited outside and waited...

I don’t know how long it took, but the ink painting came out, with brisk steps and even a little... jumping?

Obviously in a good mood...

Master Situ couldn't help but ask: "Has the foundation been established?"

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded and smiled.

Master Situ looked at the ink painting intently.

The breath has become much more solid...

But the spiritual power is just average, and the blood energy is pitifully weak...

Is it divine consciousness? He couldn't see clearly, but the feeling it gave him seemed to be no different from the realm of divine consciousness before he established the foundation...

Just... just established the foundation?

and……

"Why are there no visions at all..."

Master Situ was a little confused.

No matter how he said it, there should be a little bit of divine knowledge. Even a little bit would do, and he would be able to get a clue.

But it seems that there really isn't any at all.

Master Situ shook his head, a little confused.

Mo Hua was about to say goodbye to Master Situ:

"Thank you for your guidance, senior, these days. I have been away from home for a long time. I will go back tomorrow..."

Master Situ nodded and said: "It's just a little effort, don't worry about it."

But he still warned, "Cultivation is a long journey. If you pass by Xuanji Valley in the future, remember to send me a greeting card so that I can entertain you and show you the details of my Xuanji Valley..."

Mo Hua smiled brightly and said: "Definitely!"

The two chatted again and talked a lot.

The next day, Mo Hua set off and left. The little man walked on the road and waved to Master Situ from a distance.

Master Situ looked at Mo Hua's figure and suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave. He couldn't help but stop for a while and watched Mo Hua go away.

Mo Hua is walking alone on the road, his figure is small, but his heart is firm, fearless, and moves forward indomitably.

Master Situ said silently in his heart:

"I hope your child will have a bright future!"

"We are destined to meet again in the future..."

…

After Master Situ delivered the ink paintings, it was time to return to Xuanji Valley.

But before leaving, he was still very concerned about it.

"How is it possible... that there is no vision at all?"

"Did I make a mistake?"

He hesitated for a moment and slowly walked into the cave where the ink painting was based.

Inside the cave, the furnishings are gorgeous.

Luxurious wooden tables and chairs, auspicious cloud screens, embroidered porcelain...all are available, but they are all the same, no different from before.

"wrong……"

Master Situ's consciousness swept away, and he was suddenly startled.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the piece of blue and red spiritual porcelain decorated with spiritual stone that turned into blue and copper that turned into red.

As soon as it was touched, the porcelain shattered instantly.

At the same time, all the surrounding masonry furnishings cracked, and their interiors had already been turned into powder!

There is no breath of blood.

There is no external force.

No spiritual power remains.

That's... divine consciousness?

Are these bricks, stones, porcelain and utensils crushed to pieces by the unconscious overflowing spiritual consciousness?

Master Situ took a breath of cold air.

Divine consciousness...crushes...

What kind of foundation has this little monk built? !

…

At this moment, an unknown place of nothingness.

The ghost howled loudly, and the air was filled with strangeness.

The remaining souls everywhere are weaving a huge, shocking web.

This giant net covers the sky and the earth, like a huge gloomy formation, containing endless devious algorithms and a breath of death that extinguishes everything.

At this moment, a terrifying black shadow opened its eyes.

There was darkness in his eyes.

There seemed to be countless treacherous formations, condensed in the eyes.

"Guixu Celestial Burial is in hand..."

"But my Dao Heart Seed Demon...is missing...a trace of its origin..."

"Who... erased..."

"Still being...eaten..."

He didn't speak, but there seemed to be countless ghosts speaking for him.

There were a lot of mixed sounds, so intertwined that it was difficult to distinguish between male and female, strange and indistinguishable, and they were sharp and harsh that hurt the mind.

"An evil god or a demon...dare to eat...my evil thoughts?"

The black shadow counted with his fingers, and a void Taoist robe appeared on his body. On the Taoist robe, there were dense lines of strange patterns.

A name emerged...

"Ink...painting..."

"……who is it?"

The shadow's dark gaze condensed, and when he tried to calculate again, the heavens blocked him, the clouds covered him with fog, and he was hazy, making the calculation unreal.

"Is it...junior brother..."

"But you... are already dead... you can't cover it up..."

The black shadow's eyes were stern, and countless ghosts around him were swallowed up by the void Taoist robes in fear and struggle, and turned into ashes, while the scheming of heaven and earth took a step further.

Faintly, he could see a small human face...

At this moment, a corpse king with a sinister and twisted aura jumped out from the cause and effect, with scarlet eyes and a fierce face, and bit the black shadow hard.

This bite swallowed countless ghosts and bit off the cause and effect.

The black shadow was startled, with a hint of disbelief.

"Is this... the evil I raised?"

"It's...biting me?"

This corpse king is hidden in the mysterious cause and effect. It seems to be "protecting the master" and "protecting the food".

It does not allow others to covet its "owner", and it also does not allow others to covet its "food".

A trace of anger appeared in the dark eyes, and then gradually calmed down.

Those who are evil in the Tao are things that have become evil in the Tao.

It is both in line with the Tao and at the same time contrary to the Tao.

Hidden in cause and effect, it is dangerous and unpredictable.

This evil creature he raised by himself cannot be killed yet...

The black shadow was silent, and the heavens were dead silent. Then his strange patterns disappeared, he put away his robe, and returned to normal.

"See you later..."

The dark pupils are mottled with strange lines, and light and dark are intertwined.

In the land of nothingness, thousands of ghosts were wailing ferociously, shouting at the same time, that name with unknown cause and effect:

"Ink painting."

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(End of Yunyou volume)

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