"In that case, you should die!" Mo Xian said with a smile.

His Yin Fu Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and what was even more unexpected was that with the seal in his left hand, the spiritual light scattered around suddenly dispersed, and the spiritual power began to run, this is the basic formation Five Elements Array.

Mo Xian once consulted with Zi Chang about the formation, although there was no advanced formation, Zi Chang taught him the basic formation, it was originally very difficult to arrange the formation, but the basic formation, and the Lingbei arrangement, was what Zi Chang told him.

Lingbei contains spiritual power, and it is commonly used by the formation master and apprentice, but the Lingbei array is not very useful, only used to demonstrate, the real combat formation is either a specially refined formation flag, or a formation diagram, few people use Lingbei to set up the array, in fact, not only Lingbei, everything that contains spiritual power can be used to set up the array.

It was the five elements array of this demonstration effect, the colorful brilliance together, he felt his body sink, and an illusion appeared in front of him, although he quickly saw through it, but it was too late, a sword light had fallen from the sky, and he couldn't see it.

Mo Xian put away his sword, and took a shot with his hand, the Lingbei on the ground flew up, he took a look and shook his head, Lingbei has lost its spiritual light, it seems that Lingbei can only be used for a while, and it will lose its spiritual power.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Mo Xian made a move to take away his Qiankun bag, pressed his hand down, and turned around.

After he left, a gust of wind blew, and the corpse turned into ashes, his name Mo Xian didn't know, and there was no need to know, Mo Xian just needed to know that he had malicious intentions, to a certain extent, he still retained some of the characteristics of a killer, although he also understood that the great virtue of heaven and earth was born, but he was not pedantic.

Mo Xian returned to Guhuai Temple, where Xie Cao'er and Wei Qing were already waiting.

Seeing Mo Xian coming, Wei Qing asked, "Senior brother, what's the matter with that person following you?"

"It's just a thief, and it's been dismissed. Mo Xian said indifferently.

Wei Qing and Xie Cao'er understood, no longer asked, Mo Xian returned to his room, opened the man's Qiankun bag, and saw that there were two magic weapons inside, one Wu hook-shaped, and one ring-shaped, he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to look through it, the others were pills, some spirit jade, and a piece of paper with unknown animal skins, with a few words written on it, and some lines, it seemed to be a map, but Mo Xian didn't know this kind of text, and Mo Xian didn't pay much attention to it.

He saw that there was nothing special in it, so he put it away, he took out the book from his Qiankun bag, the "Divine Technique" he bought at the treasure gathering, it cost ten Lingbei, if it was a worldly light work, then he would suffer a big loss.

But his mind prompted him to buy it, and he bought it, maybe there was some chance in it.

When he took out this book, a piece of paper was also brought out by him, this is not ordinary paper, but a piece of jade paper, Mo Xian suddenly remembered, this paper was when he received the Infernal Altar that day, he used mud plough beads to deface the altar, but it turned into a sacrifice, he didn't have time to read it at the time, and he forgot about it afterwards.

Now the Infernal Altar is in his master's hand, and the paper is in his bag.

He picked up the paper, which was heavy, not at all like a fluttering piece of paper, but could have been thrown out and smashed people, but it was as soft as paper.

There is only one talisman on this piece of paper, Mo Xian only glanced at it, and then he felt dizzy, and there were many illusions in front of him, and he almost couldn't take his eyes off, and the talisman seal was still slowly changing, this is a congenital talisman seal, what is its function?

Mo Xian settled down, hugged Yuan Ningyi, and then looked at the Fu Seal, his eyes only touched the Fu Seal, and his mind was full of illusions, as if there was no interest in the world, all kinds of suffering, endless, all rushed to his face, to drown him.

He had an impulse, as if uncontrollable, his hands were raised, unconsciously moving, his fingers unconsciously copying, mana pouring out like a tide.

He was a little sober, and he forcibly controlled his desires, his fingers stopped in mid-air, and only a third of the fingertips were copied, and all around him were like twilight, all kinds of small evil ghosts that were not humanoid seemed to break free from control, and jumped into the world from the talisman, a great will came, and the divine power was like a prison but cold to the bone, and there was a string of information in his mind.

He was sweating profusely, and after his practice, it was almost impossible for him to do this, but this time he was sweating profusely, and even the depths of his soul were filled with awe.

Fortunately, his Taoist heart has been tested, he has been in awe for a lifetime, and his heart is arrogant, who can make himself submit, he subconsciously straightened his waist, and forcibly controlled himself, the dignity of life cannot be challenged, this is the bottom line of a cultivator, no matter how strong the other party is, how weak he is, all life is equal, Buddhism says that all living beings are equal, Taoism has "my life is up to me", if you lose this heart, no matter how vast the supernatural power is, you are not a qualified cultivator.

As soon as the information poured into his brain, that will receded like a tide, perhaps because Mo Xian had only copied a third of it, and everything receded.

But it had already alarmed the others, Zi Yuan, Zi Chang, Wei Qing and Xie Cao'er broke into the door, and Zi Yuan asked eagerly, "Senior Brother Mo, what happened?"

His eyes looked at the jade paper in front of Mo Xian, and as soon as his eyes touched the talisman seal, his gaze froze, and his face changed greatly, and he finally looked away: "What kind of talisman seal is this, such an evil sect?"

Mo Xian froze for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "This is what I got unintentionally, on a piece of jade paper, there is only this talisman seal, as soon as I see it, my eyes can't help but be attracted by it, and there is also boredom in my mind, this is a congenital talisman seal, if I master it, maybe I will have one more magical power, but the consequences are serious, it requires soul sacrifice." ”

As soon as he said this, several people lost interest, they were all monks, they did not come to a dead end, and they would not exchange their abilities for soul sacrifices, especially Taoist monks, who have always advocated that "my life is up to me", so they said goodbye one after another.

Mo Xian didn't tell the truth, but what he said was basically the truth, but he didn't tell Ziyuan the information in his head, because it shocked him too much, what he didn't know was that the projection of the Equality King's divine thoughts shocked Yin Jiuyou and Shi Tian who was recuperating from his injuries, and he didn't know how Andu could have such a top monk.

This is an innate sigil that summons the administrator of the Infernal Hell, the Equality King, which can make the Equality King project a trace of divine thoughts to the world, carrying part of the power of the Abi Hell, and once it appears, the surrounding area suddenly becomes the Infernal Hell.

The ninth hall of the ten halls of Yama of the Equality King, the Buddhist scriptures say that those who commit the seventeen major sins will be judged by the Equality King after death and fall into the Infernal Hell, but among the seventeen major sins, eight or nine of them are related to Buddhism, such as killing arhats, destroying Buddha statues, etc., but Mo Xian learned from the information in his mind that although the ten halls of Yama such as the Equality King belong to Buddhism, but in fact they have a long history, they are an ancient god, or even a congenital god, and all beings fall into the Nose Prison, which is completely caused by their own karma, and it is not a big crime such as killing an arhat at all.

The destruction of Buddha statues is even more ridiculous, if it is said that killing an arhat is killing someone, it is almost the same as killing a foreign crime, and destroying a Buddha statue is just a product of damaging human beings, there is karma, and it is the same as damaging other things.

Don't underestimate the wisp of the King of Equality, as soon as he enters the world, it will immediately cause a different phase, and the power can be said to have reached the limit of what the world can tolerate.

But all this is not without a price, the innate talisman seal summons the projection of the King of Equality into the world, and every time it costs a lot, he is a character who is unprofitable and cannot afford to be early, and he has to sacrifice a large number of souls, or something equivalent to the soul, or even sacrifice his own soul, in exchange for power.

Mo Xian knew that there was no lunch for nothing, in his heart, he had basically given up this talisman seal, he would not repair this talisman seal, although the power was great, but the consequences were more terrifying, which was more important, of course he could distinguish it.

Mo Xian put away the jade paper, to be honest, he was interested in the jade paper, but he stayed away from the talisman on the jade paper, but before this talisman was triggered, it was a Yin person's thing.

He didn't dare to use his consciousness to check the jade paper, he couldn't be sure if it would cause consequences, and he wouldn't touch the jade paper again until he was sure.

There was such a big movement just now, although now that he is reading the book "Divine Technique", he should not make any more movements, he still arranged the formation, he arranged the four-elephant array, a basic formation, and the formation was also covered by Lingbei to cover the breath.

He flipped through the Divine Arts, and he didn't let go of a word, though he knew that there might not be anything he was looking for.

Now Mo Xian, looking at a martial arts secret, his vision is different, and he can even find out the shortcomings, the magic technique is essentially a land flying technique, refining to the depths, you can catch up with the galloping horse, and can maintain it for a long time.

Traveling thousands of miles a day, for this technique, is not a nonsense, only this end, it is just one of the best light skills in the world, and there is no miracle.

He memorized the contents, he could completely repeat them, and his memory had been rising since he practiced, and although he hadn't reached the point of memorization, it was almost there.

He looked at it word by word, and looked very carefully, so he actually remembered it, he read it again, and felt a little surprised by his memory, it seems that cultivation can improve a person unconsciously, Mo Xian has a deeper understanding of cultivation, not purely for fighting, but an all-round improvement.

He memorized the whole text, and as soon as he moved, a cloud of water was generated and poured on the book, and the pages were wet, Mo Xian opened the book, and the content did not change, but he was surprised to find that although the paper was wet, it was not like ordinary paper, but still intact, as if it was not made of paper, but made of silk.

He was sure that the book was definitely not silk, it was completely paper, and it should have been refined by people's minds, since the paper had been refined, how could it be used to record the magic of the gods?

He gritted his teeth, simply burned with fire, he lit the candle, put the pages on the flame, what Mo Xian didn't expect was that the paper was undamaged, even if the paper was tempered by the mind, it couldn't withstand the fire, but it was nothing in the flames at all.

Nothing has changed, not even the words have changed, he is ruthless, a mouthful of samadhi true fire erupts, and with a whew, the whole book burns.