MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 638 Pass a message
Chapter 638 Passing a message
In the Xie family's mansion, we have seen what we should see and what we should look for.
What happened here is that the Xie family is not a place where we can stay for a long time.
Mo Hua then followed Gu Changhuai and left.
When he walked to the door, Mo Hua suddenly remembered something and took out a bottle of wine from his storage bag.
It’s just that the wine he drinks is fruit wine, so it’s not suitable.
Mo Hua then raised his head and asked Gu Changhuai, "Uncle Gu, do you have any strong wine?"
Gu Changhuai was startled, nodded and said, "Yes."
Hand without asking any further questions, he took out an exquisite emerald wine bottle from the storage bag and handed it to Mo Hua.
A strong aroma of wine filled the air.
Mo Hua sprinkled a pot of strong wine at the door of Xie's house.
…
Or is he smart, delicate in mind, and sharp in consciousness?
or…
The mystery will always be revealed step by step.
He realized that he could no longer look at ink paintings as a simple teenage boy.
But I didn’t expect that there would be signs of Taoism near the border of Qianxue Prefecture, a prosperous and prosperous place for practicing Taoism and studying.
Although he doesn’t want to admit it, it is very possible that this child can really see some unknown secrets that ordinary monks cannot see...
Mo Hua and his two men finally returned to the Gu family.
Mo Hua then let his thoughts go, lying on the soft blanket, looking at the scenery outside the carriage, thinking about nothing.
Is it also related to this matter?
The strangest thing is Dao evil...
Or are you greedy for fame and fortune, and no monk can see it?
Or has the secret been deceived?
The monks of the Xie family were used as sacrifices?
Those sin cultivators of Fire Buddha, are they the servants of the Lord of the Wilderness?
What are the sacrificial rituals?
There is also the "ephemeral" thing that he has seen before, like a poppy flower, black and purple, extremely ugly, but also corroded, and soaked with depraved desires...
On the way back, Mo Hua sat in the carriage without saying a word, frowning and thinking:
Why did the Fire Buddha kill everyone in the Xie family?
What did he do after killing everyone in the Xie family?
What is the black residue?
Why is there the aura of the Great Desolation Evil God above?
What does this matter have to do with the evil **** known as the "Lord of the Wilderness"?
Sacrifice?
…
No one realizes it at all.
Although the monks of the Xie family are all dead, from their bodies to their remaining souls, they will not know anything.
Is it because he is young and has a childish nature, so his thinking is different from ordinary people?
Wen Renwan was waiting at the door and felt relieved when he saw that although Mo Hua looked tired, his hands and feet were intact.
When dusk falls, the setting sun is like spilling ink and splashing the sunset glow all over the sky.
“I will let the Fire Buddha go down and bury him with you…”
He brought Mo Hua with him, which was a helpless move, but unexpectedly, Mo Hua was unexpected and found some clues that he, the Dao Ting Si Dian Si, could not figure out.
Mo Hua originally believed that only in poor places, where monks at the bottom were persecuted and despair and sin hatched, would "evils of the Tao" breed.
This child…
Mo Hua said silently in his heart:
“Rest in peace…”
It is getting late and the sun is setting in the west.
In this case…
Just like the sea of fire that covered up some of the deeds of the Fire Buddha, the evil deeds were also covered up by others?
Mo Hua frowned. The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. There were more and more mysteries in his mind, and his thoughts became a mess...
This is a place of practical learning. No monk can predict the decline of the secret algorithm.
Let’s start by catching the “Fire Buddha”…
Mo Hua nodded, his eyes firm.
The same thing happened with Yu'er.
Gu Changhuai was filled with doubts.
The figures of the Xie family who were slaughtered like "livestock" and died tragically, then became deformed and evil, emerged in my mind one by one...
After thinking about it for a long time, his head hurt.
It is for other reasons…
This time, the spiritual consciousness is really consumed too much...
But if you say it yourself, you must do it.
On the other side, Gu Changhuai was also looking at the ink paintings silently.
Gu Changhuai tapped his slender fingers lightly on the table. After thinking for a moment, he gradually came up with a plan in his mind...
And it seems…
He promised the monks of the Xie family who died tragically that he would let the Fire Buddha go down and bury them with them.
Then she blamed Gu Changhuai and said:
"Why so late?"
"I only have two days off for ink painting. I have to go to class tomorrow to practice. What if I miss my homework?"
“You are such a grown-up, why don’t you act appropriately?”
Gu Changhuai looked helpless and sighed.
Since he was a child, he stayed at his cousin's house and was often scolded like this by his cousin.
Now that he is over a hundred years old, he has become a great Jindan monk and a Taoist priest. It is still inevitable...
Mo Hua excused him and said, "Aunt Wan, it's my fault. I was too playful, so I wasted time..."
Mo Hua looked apologetic.
Wen Renwan patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "It's not your fault..."
After speaking, she glared at Gu Changhuai again, "Look, Mo Hua is a child who is more sensible than you..."
Gu Changhuai's face turned bitter.
Mo Hua was helpless and gave him a helpless expression.
Aunt Wan only scolded Uncle Gu and could not help herself.
Then they all had dinner together.
Wen Renwan made a lot of delicious food. Mo Hua and Yu'er ate happily, while Gu Changhuai looked unhappy.
After eating, it was getting late, so Wen Renwan planned to personally send the two children back to Taixu Gate.
Gu Changhuai said: "Sister, I'll give it to you."
Wen Renwan glanced at Gu Changhuai and said in a slower tone: "Go and have a rest. The Daoting Secretary is busy with affairs, so don't be too tired."
Gu Changhuai was startled, feeling warm in his heart, but he couldn't see it clearly on his face.
Hearing that Renwan stopped caring about him, he hugged Yu'er and got into the carriage first.
Mo Hua, who had eaten and drank enough, followed behind contentedly and walked towards the carriage.
“Ink painting.”
Gu Changhuai said suddenly.
Mo Hua was a little confused and turned to look at Gu Changhuai.
Gu Changhuai hesitated for a moment, took out a token and handed it to Mo Hua.
The token is made of white jade and is shiny and smooth, but it has no words engraved on it, so I don’t know what it is used for.
Mo Hua took the token suspiciously, looked it over briefly, and his heart skipped a beat, "Uncle Gu, this is..."
Gu Changhuai looked a little reluctant and said calmly:
"If anything happens in the future, use this jade order to send me a message..."
“But the token has restrictions. It cannot be too far away. If it is not on the same state border, I will not be able to receive the message you sent..."
“When performing official duties, sometimes I cannot carry the messengers, and I cannot receive the things I send...”
“Be careful when using it, don’t lose it, don’t break it…”
“Although it’s only a second-grade messenger, it’s not that easy to get, especially the one specially made by Daotingsi. It’s highly confidential and there’s no place to buy it if you have spiritual stones…”
Although Gu Changhuai had a straight face, he still paid attention to every detail and explained the precautions for the ink paintings "intimately".
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Hua took the jade order and was very happy.
Call an order!
This is a complete and fully functional messenger order with all the beards and tails!
The eyes in the ink painting are bright and lively.
Gu Changhuai looked at the ink paintings, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.
He suddenly felt that he...should not have given this order to Mo Hua.
And this feeling is very strong.
Like…
You shouldn't feed the little white rabbit to the big bad wolf...
This is his intuition as a Daoting Si Diansi.
But it has been given away, so you can’t get it back.
This seems…disgraceful?
Gu Changhuai frowned.
At this moment, Mo Hua seemed to be aware of Gu Changhuai's thoughts. With a brush of his hand, he pulled out an afterimage and put away the order with lightning speed.
Without giving Gu Changhuai time to react or regret, the order of communication had already entered Mo Hua’s storage bag!
“Thank you, Uncle Gu!”
Mo Hua said happily.
Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment, but he could only bite the bullet, "Just make the mistake," and said with a stiff expression: "You're welcome..."
Wen Renwan in the carriage was a little surprised when he saw this scene.
Her cousin, whom she has watched since childhood, has a somewhat withdrawn temperament and a somewhat arrogant temperament. He has never been able to say a few words to others.
But I didn’t expect that he would have such a “good” relationship with Mo Hua now.
He also took the initiative to give gifts of ink paintings.
The sun is really coming out in the west.
It seems that my decision is right...
Hearing Renwan felt relieved.
Mo Hua carried the message and said goodbye to Gu Changhuai, then boarded the Gu family's carriage and was escorted by Wen Renwan, and returned to Taixumen with Yu'er.
It is getting late and the night is getting darker.
The carriage drove along the road, with long pitch-black night curtains on both sides, and above the night curtains were dots of dim lights.
Quiet and peaceful.
The carriage moved forward with the sound of horse hooves "tick-tock-tock".
Mo Hua spent the whole day and night running back and forth from the Dao Prison in Luanshan City to the ruins of the Xie family, without much rest.
As soon as I felt relaxed and Aunt Wan was by my side, I felt sleepy and tired.
Mo Hua’s upper and lower eyelids were fighting. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
He breathed evenly, and his dark eyelashes reflected on his white cheeks, making him look innocent and cute. Under the light, he looked a bit picturesque and stunning.
Wen Renwan took a look and marveled in his heart.
Mo Hua, this kid, is really good-looking.
Her breath is pure, her eyebrows are soft, the two temperaments are perfectly natural, and she has a beauty as clear as jade.
At this time, he is still young, and his face still has a bit of childishness, which makes him look cute.
If he grows up, he will definitely look extremely handsome.
It’s just a girl who doesn’t know which family will get the advantage in the future...
Hearing Renwan had a smile on his face, he thought narrowly in his heart, and then gently covered Mo Hua with a blanket.
When Mo Hua woke up, he had already arrived at Taixu Gate.
He said goodbye to Wen Renwan, then took Yu'er's hand and walked into the mountain gate of Taixu Gate.
Yu'er was a little reluctant to leave her mother. She took three steps and turned back twice, her eyes moist.
Wen Renwan was also very reluctant to leave, but she still waved gently.
At the foot of Taixu Mountain, the cold night wind gradually began to rise.
Wen Renwan stood alone in the night at the foot of the mountain, watching Yu'er being led by Mo Hua into the brightly lit Taixu Gate.
…
The days after returning to the sect were the same as before.
Mo Hua practices daily, and his cultivation is slowly increasing.
His formation attainments are also deepening little by little.
When he had free time, he began to think about the messenger that Uncle Gu sent him.
This is the first time he has used this kind of messenger. Tai Xu Ling can also pass messages, but it has too many functions and the internal formation is too complex for him to understand.
Unlike the messenger in my hand, it has a simple function and a single structure.
When passing a letter, the ink painting can even sense the appearance of magnetic ink, the change of indefinite magnetic patterns, and the induction of weak secondary thunder patterns.
The logic of the formation of the Message Order is based on the general beacon fire elemental magnetic formation, but it is more complicated.
In order to understand the application of this formation and to find out about the Fire Buddha, when Mo Hua had time, he tried to send a message to Gu Changhuai:
“Uncle Gu.”
Gu Changhuai did not return.
After a while, Mo Hua sent another message, "Uncle Gu..."
Gu Changhuai still didn’t reply.
“The messenger is broken?”
"Not received?"
Mo Hua muttered in his heart. He thought about it and continued:
“Uncle Gu?”
“Uncle Gu?”
"Are you there?"
Perhaps because he couldn’t bear the disturbance, the other party finally replied:
“Not here.”
Mo Hua: "Who answered me when you weren't here?"
Gu Changhuai seemed to be very angry. After a while, he calmed down and asked:
"What's up?"
Mo Hua: “Have you found out the black residue?”
“Not yet, not so soon…”
“Where is Hwarang-kun’s messenger order? Is there any information on it?”
"without…"
Gu Changhuai was mid-sent when he was suddenly startled, "How do you know that that is a messenger?"
Ink painting: “I can tell it at a glance!”
That day after Hwarang-kun died in Dao Prison, Uncle Gu searched Hwarang-jun’s storage bag.
Mo Hua kept staring at him, and when he saw a strange look on his face when he turned over a jade slip, he guessed that there must be something wrong with that jade slip.
The ink painting is suspected to be a messenger.
Originally, he was not sure, but looking at Uncle Gu's tone now, he was definitely sure.
Gu Changhuai was a little depressed:
“Can you come up with a better excuse?”
You can see it every day at a glance...
Do you have three eyes?
Mo Hua wrote: "These are all trivial matters, don't worry about them."
Then Mo Hua quickly changed the topic: "Uncle Gu, are there any clues in the messenger order?"
“I can’t tell you this.”
“No…”
Gu Changhuai was helpless: "Why are you so sure it's gone?"
“I guessed it, but it’s definitely not the case. The message above must have been erased…”
This ink painting has experience.
If it wasn't Hwarang-kun who wiped it out himself, it might have been wiped out by Daojingsi's "ghost".
But it must have been erased.
He has a messenger in his hand with the message erased.
I got it from the "vulture" who was obviously bald, but wore a wig and had a pattern of four eagle claws tattooed on his head.
Ink painting has always wanted to restore the erased words on this messenger order.
But now, he has not come into contact with many metamagnetic arrays and his level is limited. He can only "unblock" or "decrypt" by chance.
It is not yet possible to "restore" the magnetic pattern or restore the text.
The principle of "reduction" will be much more complicated.
I haven’t figured it out yet about ink painting.
Gu Changhuai, who was working in the Daoting Department, sighed.
He looked around, and felt in a daze that Mo Hua seemed to be around him, installing some kind of surveillance array, and that every move he made was being watched by him...
Either this guy is good at calculating things and predicting things like a god...
Gu Changhuai shook his head and sighed:
“Yes, it was erased…”
Mo Hua immediately asked: "Can it be restored?"
"Hard to say."
It’s hard to say, not hard to restore…
Meaning, is it possible for Daotingsi to "restore" the order of communication?
At least there is a way to restore the Order of Summons?
“How to restore this?” Mo Hua asked humbly.
Gu Changhuai was alert: "Why do you ask this?"
The ink painting uses magnetic ink to reveal a "smiling face": "I am curious..."
Gu Changhuai: "I am not a formation master."
It means that he doesn’t know how to “restore” it specifically.
Mo Hua felt a little regretful and asked: "Then who will you give the order to 'restore'?"
Before Gu Changhuai could answer, Mo Hua suddenly remembered:
“Tianshu Pavilion?”
Gu Changhuai was startled.
Mo Hua: “Really?”
Gu Changhuai: "How did you know?"
Mo Hua thought for a while and replied: "I learned from the sect that the Yuanci Formation is a secret formation that ordinary formation masters cannot learn."
“Even if the array masters employed by the Daoting Division know the basic magnetic array, there is a high probability that they will not be able to restore the magnetic patterns.”
“Because the ‘restoration’ of the messenger order involves complicated formations...”
I haven’t learned it yet…
Mo Hua muttered in his heart, and then continued to send messages:
“The formation master hired from outside Tianshu Pavilion cannot ‘restore’ it, so we can only find Tianshu Pavilion, which is the center of Daoting.”
“Tianshu Pavilion is affiliated to the Central Taoist Court and is responsible for determining the quality of formation masters. It has extensive knowledge of formations and countless great formation masters. There must be someone who can ‘restore’ the order...”
The ink paintings are well-founded and eloquent.
Gu Changhuai’s face was expressionless.
He didn’t want to admit that everything he did was “guessed” by Mo Hua.
But the fact is that Mo Hua’s guess is correct.
Really like a "little magic stick"...
Gu Changhuai: "That's right..."
Mo Hua asked curiously: "Can it really be 'restored'?"
Gu Changhuai: "It's hard to say."
Mo Hua drew a "speechless little face".
Gu Changhuai was helpless, sighed and explained:
“It is very troublesome to ‘restore’ the messenger order, and it must be handed over to Tianshu Pavilion..."
“There is an old friend of mine in the Tianshu Pavilion of the Central Taoist Court, so I entrusted him with the edict…”
Mo Hua was surprised and said, "Uncle Gu, do you still have old friends?"
You have such a bad temper and bad popularity, yet you still have old friends...
Gu Changhuai was furious and asked: "Do you still want to know?"
"oh oh."
Mo Hua quickly calmed down.
Gu Changhuai sorted out his thoughts and continued: "I will give the order of Huarangjun to Tianshu Pavilion and ask someone to 'restore' it..."
“But this process takes a long time, is expensive, and the application procedures are cumbersome…”
“The Yuan Magnetic Formation is relatively unsophisticated, and not all formation masters can master it.”
"And the formation masters who can really 'restore' the messenger order are all prominent great formation masters. They all have distinguished status, and their time is limited. They may not be free to 'restore' a second-grade case for Daotingsi." Such a small messenger..."
“What’s more, Daotingsi is a subordinate of Daoting. In terms of status and authority, even a fifth-grade Daotingsi is far less noble than Tianshu Pavilion, one of the Seven Star Pavilions..."
“Whether they are willing to help or not depends not only on their time, but also on their mood, and on their faces…”
Gu Changhuai said displeasedly: "The formation master is so arrogant..."
Mo Hua said: "I am also a formation master, and I don't have much airs!"
Gu Changhuai was a little disdainful: "You are not even a second-grade formation master, are you?"
“I already have the strength of the second grade, but I don’t have the final grade yet.”
"Oh." Gu Changhuai said perfunctorily: "Every formation master who can't decide the grade says this."
Mo Hua snorted coldly and decided not to explain to Uncle Gu, a "formation illiterate".
Mo Hua said: "If... Tianshu Pavilion is not willing to 'restore' this communication order, you can give me a try..."
Gu Changhuai was stunned for a long time and did not reply.
After an unknown amount of time, I replied with one word:
"you?"
Ink painting felt a strong sense of doubt.
He was a little unconvinced.
Don’t bully young people into poverty.
Although he doesn't know it yet, he has already learned how to unseal and decrypt it, and it will only be a matter of time before he further "restores" the magnetic patterns.
Just have to wait for yourself and then study it.
Mo Hua snorted coldly.
When he really learns to "restore" magnetic patterns, Uncle Gu is afraid that his "face" will be judged.
He is a magistrate and handles cases every day. Sooner or later, he will encounter the situation of restoring the order of communication. When the time comes, he will definitely come to ask himself...
Mo Hua felt a little proud when he thought of Uncle Gu begging for him.
But I don’t know how to do it now, so I still have to keep a low profile.
Ink painting: "I'm learning..."
Gu Changhuai didn’t know what to say, so he replied perfunctorily:
“Okay, let’s talk about it after you learn it…”
“I have something else to do, please don’t disturb me.”
After Gu Changhuai finished speaking, he added two more sentences:
“Contact me if you have any urgent matters!”
“This messenger is not for you to chat with!”
After that, there was no news from Gu Changhuai.
Ink painting doubts.
What I am talking about is serious matter...
At most, it’s just that I talk a little too much...
Is there anything more serious than providing clues to capture the Fire Buddha?
If we don’t talk about this, what else can we talk about?
Mo Hua shook his head.
Uncle Gu really can’t speak. No wonder he’s so unpopular and no one wants to play with him.
Just because I have a good heart, I don’t care about his bad temper...
However, although it is not ignored, it cannot be underestimated.
Mo Hua decided to put everything else aside and learn the ability to "restore" the order first.
Steaming the steamed buns will make you lose your breath.
Let's give Uncle Gu some "color" when the time comes.
And Uncle Gu also said that this kind of "reduction" of magnetic patterns can only be achieved by the "Grand Formation Master" of Tianshu Pavilion.
Only the Grand Formation Master knows this!
Then you must learn it yourself! I hope to become a "Grand Formation Master" in the future!
Mo Hua nodded, and then rummaged through the merit casket and some Yuan Magnetic Formation Books, and began to ponder the principle of "restoration" of magnetic patterns in the Order of Transmission.
He wants to go further on the basis of "unsealing" and "decrypting", deepening his understanding of metamagnetic arrays, and mastering deeper array applications...
(End of this chapter)
