Asking About Longevity: Chapter 361 Plant a demon
Chapter 361: Planting Demons
Puppet Lao sighed: "Unexpectedly, his Taoist mind has cultivated to this extent..."
Mr. Zhuang remained silent.
The old man said: "You are in big trouble."
Mr. Zhuang said: "If you have a lot of debts, you don't have to worry about it. If you have a lot of lice, you don't have to itch. It doesn't matter."
Puppet Lao snorted coldly, then frowned and asked curiously: "What on earth did he do?"
They could not think of any other way to kill Feng Xi again.
So, I think I won this time.
The small ink painting stands high above, looking directly at the huge Feng Xi, with its dark and terrifying eyes.
They have to maintain the formation and carry spiritual stones to provide spiritual power for the operation of the formation.
"Are you waiting for Daoting to take action?" Puppet Lao's eyes narrowed slightly.
In the great formation, the monks were gradually evacuating.
Puppet Lao nodded and said: "Okay."
Since there were not enough spiritual stones, Mo Hua did not activate the killing formation, but only used the trapping formation to trap it, preventing it from escaping from the formation.
Mr. Zhuang thought for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he explained:
“The so-called Taoist demon cultivation is a kind of demonic magic that uses spiritual consciousness.”
The old man sighed: "Your senior brother is much smarter than you."
Mo Hua's demeanor was too calm, and his tone was undeniably calm. Zhang Lan and others did not doubt that he was there, so they nodded and did as Mo Hua ordered.
Lighting up firecrackers requires fire.
In the formation, there are still monks controlling the formation, including formation masters and Dao soldiers.
Elder Yu and others came over and said helplessly: "Let's retreat first, rest for a while, and then think of other solutions."
Fortunately, I had the foresight to accept Mo Hua as a named disciple and teach him the grand formation.
It can't even think of getting out of the formation and eating anyone else.
"So..." Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows and added, "The request I just made."
Ink Hua sighed slightly, then put down the pen with his little hand and drew the first counter-spiritual formation.
"very familiar…"
Mr. Zhuang was vaguely aware of it, and silently looked at the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation deep in the mountains, his brows frowning more and more. In the great formation, the monks have begun to be evacuated.
Feng Xi came back from the dead, half-dead, and filled with a terrifying aura of death.
The old man ignored him.
Like a small mountain, surrounded by death, he walked slowly towards the ink painting.
"I will mobilize the formation to break up the rear. Don't worry about what happens next..."
The old man looked complicated, "You formation masters have dirty hearts."
“There are still variables in the way of heaven...but that’s not right, why are there still variables?”
He successfully built a large formation and resisted Feng Xi. Regardless of whether someone came to help or not, he would definitely become a famous main formation master in the future.
What’s more, now, the identity of ink painting is no longer what it used to be.
“Those who are close to ink are black. I learned from you. It’s just breaking my promise. It’s very simple.” Puppet said dullly.
"how could I know?"
However, he actually learned and built the great formation, and used the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation to drain the blood of the great demon and force the deceitful man to manifest his evil thoughts.
But there are no more spirit stones.
They have all the foundations here, how can they let Mo Hua, a young monk, cut off his queen?
"Who are you?"
At this time, we can only retreat first and plan for the long term.
Its eyes are black holes of darkness and fear.
“Thank you very much!” Mr. Zhuang said lightly.
Mo Hua corrected him: "It was the great formation that cut off the rear, not me."
“The request I just made…”
“Within the boundaries of the state, the big demon is invincible. He uses his demonic thoughts to control the big demon and can do almost anything he wants. Even if the Taoist court and major aristocratic families take action, he can’t..."
The old man’s eyes were also a little downcast.
Mo Hua stood on the mountain peak and looked at Feng Xi from a distance. He had made up his mind and his expression gradually became firm.
That breath is the ink painting.
Puppet Lao couldn't help but said: "You need to have some face."
The monks in the city were either relatives of Mo Hua or his acquaintances.
The ink painting that has been calculated in advance is also ready to start writing on the formation pivot, drawing the reverse spirit formation that will destroy the formation.
The other foundation-building monks were also exhausted and could no longer fight Feng Xi.
Finally, all the voices gathered into one sentence:
The resurrected Feng Xi is still trapped in the formation.
In this case, we cannot take any risks.
He will use these spiritual stones as a guide to trigger the disintegration of the great formation and completely kill the great demon!
It’s just that the trapped formation can’t hold on for long.
In the great formation, many formations gradually dimmed due to lack of spiritual stone supply.
This is the first time he built a large formation... In the end, he couldn't keep it.
Nearly at the same time, Mr. Zhuang, who was living in the mountain, felt his heart palpitate, suddenly felt something, and he was stunned and said:
“Do you think it’s reasonable to exchange my life for just one word?”
The old man was startled and had a bad feeling.
With every step he took, the ground rumbled.
These spiritual stones were actually intentionally left in the ink paintings.
Before starting to write, Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, feeling very reluctant to give up.
Spurring the formation to disintegrate also requires spiritual power as a guide.
Since I said I would use a large formation to kill the big demon, I must keep my word.
One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety
The words went round and round, and it turned out that he was plotting against himself.
The spirit stones raised have been exhausted, and the remaining spirit stones can only activate the formation for several hours, which is not enough to suppress Feng Xi, who has resurrected from the dead.
“When the time is right, it will take over and dominate the entire big demon.”
Mr. Zhuang was a little tired. He lay on the bamboo chair and looked up at the sky. Suddenly he frowned and noticed something was wrong.
Once the half-corpse and half-ghost Feng Xi enters the city, the monks in Tongxian City will probably still face a catastrophe.
“What happened to Feng Xi? What did the trickster do?”
“I won’t agree to it.”
Mo Hua, this kid, what is he going to do...
Mr. Zhuang asked suspiciously: "Have you already made plans to break your promise?"
Mr. Zhuang said: "You can also know."
Puppet Lao frowned and said, "It doesn't sound difficult."
The ink painting has also been completed.
“He is your senior brother, how come you don’t know?”
"If Feng Xi enters the city, you will die once and take action." Mr. Zhuang said.
Puppet Lao looked at him and said calmly: "Didn't you say you didn't know?"
Mr. Zhuang sighed: “We can only delay it.”
It's okay to regret it for the rest of his life. He didn't want his young disciple to experience this feeling.
Puppet Lao Dao: "Tongxian City should have nothing to do with you, right? Are you so kind?"
Mo Hua nodded and said: "You go first, I will take control of the formation and break up the rear."
Mr. Zhuang turned a deaf ear.
These spiritual stones are the "fire" that caused the formation to disintegrate.
Feng Xi’s face was a human face, with different looks. After several struggles, it revealed the face of a Taoist. It opened its mouth to speak, but it seemed like different people were saying at the same time:
“Your breath?”
Mr. Zhuang sighed and said, "You don't have a clean heart either."
Mr. Zhuang's expression was slightly stagnant, "What if I lose the dignity of ink painting?"
Finally, Feng Xi came to the ink painting.
The old man frowned again, "The great formation killed the big demon, but now it's alive again. It's full of lifeless energy, half corpse and half ghost. The monks from Tongxian City alone can't deal with it at all."
Most of the spirit stones were consumed during the suppression of Feng Xi, and only a small part remained. They were saved by Mo Hua's efforts when controlling the formation.
Everyone frowned, and their expressions revealed a hint of despair.
Mr. Zhuang said calmly: "This is not simple. He first planted a demonic thought in a person and asked him to go to Black Mountain Village to die. The corpse was fed to a pig. His demonic thought naturally entered the body of the pig demon."
Mr. Zhuang was startled, "Really?"
After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he nodded to himself.
Mr. Zhuang did not say this explicitly, but both of them knew it.
Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a moment, then changed his mind and said: "You are smarter than me, but it's a pity that you fell into the hands of my disciple... Well, in other words, it means you fell into my hands."
The Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation can still kill it.
He didn’t know what this big monster was now.
Mr. Zhuang nodded, "The body of this half-dead Feng Xi contains the evil thoughts planted by the treacherous Taoist. Daoting will definitely find a way to intercept his evil thoughts and study them, but..."
“Where are the variables?”
“Things related to spiritual consciousness sound easy but are extremely difficult to do. Otherwise, cultivating demons in the heart of the Tao would not be one of the ten forbidden arts of the demonic way.” Mr. Zhuang said.
Mr. Zhuang said humbly: "Wherever, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, it's just a little dirty."
Mr. Zhuang’s eyes were lowered, slightly melancholy.
…
“Not timid…”
But no matter whether this big monster is alive or dead, a corpse or a ghost, whether it is flesh or death, once it enters its own formation, it will definitely die!
“Hurry up and tell everyone to evacuate first. Before evacuating, put all the last spiritual stones in the spirit gathering formation at the eye of the formation.”
Zhang Lan and the others wanted to say something else, Mo Hua said:
Two hours later, the monks were evacuated.
"This kind of magic can separate one's own spiritual thoughts and turn them into demon seeds, which can be planted on the sea of consciousness of others. It can destroy people's Taoist hearts and cause them to fall into the devil's way, or their Taoist hearts can collapse and turn them into walking zombies, allowing them to play with them... "
“Array Master?”
Zhang Lan and others frowned and said quickly: "How can this be done? How can you stop it?"
"Originally, the demonic thoughts of humans cannot survive for long in the body of a monster. But some people have been feeding pigs with humans, and this demonic will survive by devouring people's consciousness, so it looks like a face, but in reality there is Many faces, one voice, but many people speaking.”
Mr. Zhuang sighed: "I am a gentleman after all. Before I leave, I must do something for my disciples."
“I have never cultivated the evil spirit in my heart...”
“What I say will naturally count.” Puppet Lao said.
I just don’t know whether Tongxian City can be delayed...
Puppet Lao thought for a while and then said: "Tell me the magic method of cultivating demons in the Taoist heart, and I will grant you a request."
The old man looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
As long as Mr. Puppet is willing to help, he doesn't want Mo Hua to be sad, nor does he want his senior brother to cause more murders.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Mo Hua felt relieved when he found that there was no one else in the formation but himself, and that the deep mountains were also desolate and dead, with no aura of monks. This relieved him.
Mr. Zhuang didn’t take it seriously, but he was secretly relieved.
"You're welcome, I only agreed for the sake of Mo Hua." Puppet Lao said.
Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly focused, and he pinched his fingers, his mind was racing, and his brows were furrowed.
The cold light in Mo Hua's eyes condensed, and his voice was crisp:
“The person who will send you to heaven!”
Then Mo Hua closed his eyes slightly, and with a thought of consciousness, he moved the formation pivot, causing the spiritual power to reverse, triggering the disintegration of the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation!
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The plot of the next chapter is about to be slaughtered~
(End of this chapter)