On the way back, Mo Hua silently summarized the gains and losses of this trip in his heart.
Generally speaking, this time I sneaked into the Black Village, there was no danger, but if I think about it carefully, I found that the situations I faced many times were still very dangerous.
In particular, he eavesdropped on the talk of the evil cultivator of Foundation Establishment, peeped under the nose of the evil cultivator of Foundation Establishment, and finally even stole the visualization diagram of the third master, and was discovered by the third master on the spot…
These actions are tantamount to pulling out teeth from the tiger’s mouth and extracting chestnuts from the fire.
Although in the end, everything was fooled by ink paintings, and some difficulties were resolved.
However, in everything we do, we should seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. For such relatively dangerous things, it is better to do as little as possible next time. If you must do it, you should consider it more carefully.
Mo Hua sighed slightly.
The actions are not thoughtful enough, the considerations are not thoughtful enough, and the methods are not thoughtful enough.
The most important thing is that it makes everyone and parents worry.
The ink painting serves as a warning in my heart.
The world of cultivation is vast and boundless, and the road to cultivation is long.
I am still young and have little experience, so I still lack a lot of things. I will experience more things in the future and have a lot to learn.
If you make any omissions in your actions, you must reflect more on them, so that you can benefit from them and act more safely in the future.
Mo Hua nodded.
After summing up his mistakes, Mo Hua thought about what he would gain from this trip.
First of all, he knew the truth about Heishan Village, found the way to Heishan Village, explored the reality of Heishan Village, and almost explored Heishan Village. He also drew a map of Heishan Village. Even the deepest secrets of Heishan Village were revealed through ink paintings. I know a thing or two.
Black Mountain Village is the biggest hidden cancer in Dahei Mountain. If it is not removed, the entire Tongxian City will face great danger.
At that time, all the monks in Tongxian City, including his father and mother, as well as the demon hunters, weapon refiners, alchemists, etc. he is familiar with, may inadvertently be killed by evil cultivators.
This is what Mo Hua doesn’t want to see.
Therefore, Heishan Village will be destroyed sooner or later, and the conflict with Heishan Village is inevitable.
Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Once there is a head-on battle with Heishan Village, the information Mo Hua gathered will be crucial.
Knowing the reality of Heishan Village will make it easier to plan a plan, and it will be much easier to deal with Heishan Village.
If they don’t know the truth and fight rashly, the insidious Black Mountain Stronghold will be many times stronger.
When everyone fought against Black Mountain Village, the casualties would be several times higher.
Mo Hua hopes that everyone can live well. It is best if there are no casualties. If it is unavoidable, the casualties should be minimized.
Apart from the information about Heishan Village, the rest is Mo Hua’s personal gain.
He tricked the fat monk to death and got Kong Sheng’s jade pendant.
This jade pendant is only owned by the direct descendants of the Kong family. It has great symbolic meaning. It can only be exchanged for the spirit stone for the time being, but if it is kept, it might be possible to trick the Kong family one day.
Secondly, Mo Hua obtained a secret book of fireball technique from the white-faced evil cultivator.
After Mo Hua got this secret book, he put it in his storage bag and never looked at it carefully.
If Mo Hua’s prediction was correct, although the secret book was in the hands of the white-faced evil cultivator, it probably did not belong to him. It was probably stolen, robbed, or obtained by chance.
This kind of secret book that carefully researches a certain type of magic is also relatively rare, and ordinary monks do not have this kind of inheritance at all.
Mo Hua was slightly happy.
If you understand this secret book, you should be able to increase the power of the fireball technique and make up for your shortcomings of being flexible and versatile but not good in attack.
But there is no rush now, Mo Hua plans to think about it carefully after he goes back.
What is more important is the visualization diagram.
Mo Hua saw the visualization diagram for the first time, peeked into the secrets of the visualization diagram, and also encountered the danger hidden inside.
Regarding the visualization diagram, he had some vague guesses, but his knowledge of Taoism was limited and he couldn’t be sure at the moment. He still needed to ask Mr. Zhuang for advice.
Thanks to the visualization diagram, the ink painting’s spiritual consciousness increased sharply, which is comparable to building a foundation, and he also drew the first-grade ten lines, which can be called the inverse spirit formation of the heavenly way.
Mr. Zhuang may not have thought of this.
Mo Hua was secretly proud, wondering if Mr. Zhuang would be shocked if he went back.
Mo Hua had been using Dao stele to practice formations and hone his spiritual consciousness.
This stele is more like a “blackboard” than a stele. I drew, erased, and drew again.
You can draw anything on it, but in the end, nothing will remain.
However, during the trip to Black Mountain Village, I saw the visualization diagram and was drilled into the sea of consciousness by the green-faced imp. After a lot of danger, the danger was saved.
Only then did Mo Hua realize that he might not know anything about this Taoist monument.
He still remembers the scared look on the green-faced kid’s face.
It seems that what he is facing is the greatest horror in the world, the horror of true death and destruction of the Tao.
The Dao Monument didn’t even do anything. It neither glowed nor had any vision. Just a few wisps of breath incinerated the green-faced imp into blue smoke.
Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring.
This Taoist monument may be much more powerful than I imagined, and its origin is probably quite terrifying.
Mo Hua still couldn’t ask Mr. Zhuang.
Although he has great trust in Mr. Zhuang, the Taoist monument has a special origin and is of great importance. The fewer people know about it, the better. Only he knows the best.
As for the secrets of the Taoist monument, he would study it slowly in the future.
The miasma around him became lighter, the fog also became lighter, the surrounding scenery was no longer oppressive, and the monsters along the way were also much weaker.
Unknowingly, everyone had left the inner mountain and was walking on the mountain path of the outer mountain.
Mo Hua turned back and glanced at the mountains.
Covered by heavy fog, it was a blur.
But Mo Hua knew that Black Mountain Village was located deep in the fog and had existed for two to three hundred years.
There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the village, and demons were dancing wildly.
The spirit slave’s body was broken and his bones were broken, the furnace was worse than dead, and the other monks who were captured were also tortured.
Mo Hua has been living in Tongxian City since he was a child. Although he was poor, he lived a life of harmonious neighbors and friendly monks helping each other.
It was only then that he truly saw another side of the cultivation world.
Bloody, cold, cruel and evil.
In this world, there are righteous monks who practice diligently and have a moral heart, but there are also lawless and evil heretics.
Some monks not only kill people, but also drink their blood and absorb their spiritual power. They do not regard people as human beings, but only as spiritual slaves, blood slaves, and breathing spiritual stones.
This is a world where “people eat people”.
Mo Hua understood that just learning formations was not enough.
If he had strong cultivation, he could save all the innocent monks in Black Mountain Village, instead of just watching them being persecuted to death by evil cultivators.
If you want to kill those evil cultivators, you don’t need to use any tricks. Just a fireball spell is enough to burn those evil cultivators to death.
And if he has enough cultivation, he can understand stronger formations, and even draw an earth fire formation to make the entire Black Village rise directly to the sky.
In the final analysis, cultivation is the foundation of a monk, formations are the basis for establishing one’s body, and spells are sharp weapons for maintaining one’s body.
All three are indispensable.
He not only wants to understand the way of heaven through formations and benefit the common people, but also wants to master spells and kill evil spirits through cultivation.
Mo Hua’s thoughts gradually became clearer, and his eyes gradually became firmer.
Liu Ruhua was beside Mo Hua and saw his expression changing, sometimes happy, sometimes frowning, wondering what was going on in his little head, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind and his expression became serious.
Even if I just look at the ink paintings silently, I feel much more at ease.
Liu Ruhua smiled happily, her eyes as gentle as water.
(End of chapter)