The marrow is really a good thing!

Mo Hua thought about it in his mind.

From the information obtained from Sister Xia, it can be seen that there is a high probability that there is a divine skeleton hidden in the bodies of the dozen or so leaders of the Jindan Demon Cultivator of the Demon Sect.

The incarnation of the divine skeleton is the "blessing" of the evil god to the golden elixir demon cultivator.

At the same time, they are treating these golden elixir demon cultivators as "puppets".

For ink paintings, these golden elixir demon cultivators are also "storage bags" that store the essence of the soul.

As long as these golden elixir demon cultivators are killed, there will be a way to obtain the divine marrow.

but……

Mo Hua was a little confused for a while. Is it easier to kill the golden elixir demon cultivator and earn the divine marrow...or is it easier to kill the evil fetus and refine the divine marrow?

Whether it is killing the golden elixir or killing the evil fetus, it seems that it is not an easy task.

In comparison, killing the evil fetus may be more "pragmatic" - at least he is now on the road to "killing the evil fetus" step by step.

And the Demonic Cultivator of Killing Golden Pill... is not only dangerous, but also has many variables.

Uncle Gu, who was in the Jindan realm, almost lost his life, let alone his own small foundation.

There is no room for him to intervene in the killing situation between the three-level states and the golden elixirs.

It is almost wishful thinking to think of refining the divine marrow through the Golden Killing Pill.

Mo Hua frowned.

But this matter cannot be left alone.

Because there is still Uncle Gu.

Uncle Gu has been "hanging around" with him for too long. He has intervened in many things and has too much karma on him. Only then will he be targeted by the forces of the evil god, and will he become a demon cultivator in the golden elixir realm who would rather self-destruct the golden elixir.

, and I will die with him...

Although Uncle Gu himself said that he is the Dao Ting Si Dian Si, and it is his duty to arrest the evil monks.

But really speaking, there must be some reasons for this.

If he hadn't been a "trouble maker", Uncle Gu wouldn't have been so deeply involved in the evil god's scheme.

Previously, at the border of the second-level state, it was okay to arrest the criminal cultivator who was at the peak of the second-level state.

Now, as a Dian Si in the early stage of the Golden Core, he had to fight openly and secretly with the bloodthirsty demon sect of more than a dozen Golden Core demon cultivators at the border of the third-level state.

The wind comes in and the blood goes out, and one day if you don't pay attention, your life may be lost.

Mo Hua sighed.

Although Uncle Gu was cold, he was a good man. It was a pity that he died.

"Then is there any way to help Daotingsi hunt down the golden elixir demon cultivator, protect Uncle Gu's safety, and earn some divine marrow at the same time?"

Of course, the essence comes second.

I am mainly worried about Uncle Gu's safety.

Mo Hua nodded, but after thinking for a long time, he was still at a loss.

Cultivation is like a copper wall and an iron wall among the monks.

There are many things that if you don't cultivate enough, you just can't do them. No matter what you do, you can't do them.

Not to mention, there is really a huge gap between the middle stage of foundation building and the golden elixir.

Mo Hua shook his head.

This matter can only be put aside for the time being, and he can only silently wish Uncle Gu that he can turn danger into good luck in the future...

He was really helpless.

…

After that, I practiced ink painting for another two days, and then I reached the seven-day period.

He was going to the back mountain again to learn the sword from his ancestor.

But this time, when Mo Hua burned incense and took a bath, and after getting ready, he sat in the disciple's room, waiting for the ancestor to "open the door" and take him over.

The void in front of me was calm and motionless for a long time.

"What's going on?" Mo Hua was a little surprised.

Did the ancestor forget the time?

Impossible...

"Or should I say, what happened to my ancestor?"

Mo Hua felt a little solemn.

He waited for a while, but there was still no movement in front of him. Just when Mo Hua thought that the ancestor would not arrest him to learn swordsmanship again tonight.

The void finally began to flicker.

A dark and profound space crack appeared, and a big skinny hand stretched out and grabbed Mo Hua's collar.

When the scene changed, Mo Hua came to the sword tomb again.

Mo Hua took a closer look and saw that the back mountain was still the same back mountain and the Sword Tomb was still the same Sword Tomb.

The Dugu ancestor sitting in the sword tomb seemed to be the same as usual, nothing unusual.

"Let's practice sword practice."

Patriarch Dugu's voice was as low and hoarse as ever, as pale as a dry stone in the dark night.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment and asked: "Ancestor, what sword moves should I practice?"

He has now learned the God-Slaying Sword.

"Start from the beginning and practice everything I taught you again."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "Restart training?"

Ancestor Dugu nodded, "It's a good thing to use formations instead of swords and find a new way. But don't forget the basics of swordsmanship. To a certain extent, the true art of converting spiritual thoughts into swords is a sword art after all. If you practice swordsmanship too much, you won't be able to do it.

harm."

Mo Hua thought it made sense and nodded.

Although his "cheating" way of transforming his spiritual thoughts into swords is very suitable for the "path" he wants to follow, he still needs to master the original way of swordsmanship even if he is not proficient in it.

All knowledge in the world is knowledge.

The same is true for cultivating Taoism. There are profound methods for formations and swordsmanship.

It is best to work tirelessly, not be afraid of trivial matters, start from the basics, and learn more.

However, the ancestor's attitude always made Mo Hua feel a little inconsistent.

It seems that the ancestor... is worried about something?

Mo Hua couldn't ask further questions, so he could only bury his head and continue practicing his sword.

Just like that, he seemed to be back to his original state, still down-to-earth, starting from sword moves and starting to practice swordsmanship step by step.

Moreover, what he practiced was physical swordsmanship moves.

Of course, he could only practice his moves, which were not very powerful and were only used to strengthen his body.

After practicing for more than an hour, the time came and Mo Hua was about to leave.

Ancestor Dugu was silent for a moment, then he suddenly touched his forehead with his hand, drew a circle on the ground with a ray of sword intent.

In this circle, the sword's intention is unfathomable, wrapping both Mo Hua and himself within the circle.

Ancestor Dugu then opened his mouth and asked:

"Ink painting..."

He paused for a moment, then slowly asked, his voice cold: "What did I teach you last time you came here?"

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then his pupils narrowed and he considered:

"Ancestor, you taught me the method of slaying one's own soul, slaying the ego, realizing the origin, transforming the way of swordsmanship, and attaining the great truth."

When Patriarch Dugu heard this, he remained silent for a long time.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed the words "Tai Shang Zhan Qing" and asked:

"Ancestor, is there something wrong?"

Patriarch Dugu did not answer, but looked solemn, even a bit scary, and said:

"Mo Hua, you have to remember that from now on, you don't have to believe anything I teach you. Think about everything yourself and keep your heart..."

Mo Hua frowned, "Ancestor..."

Before he could ask anything, the solemnity on Patriarch Dugu's face disappeared in an instant, and his expression became calm again, as if nothing external in the world bothered him.
To be continued...