Ordinary monks, if they do not follow the path of spiritual consciousness, seem to be unable to see gods.

Not to mention evil gods, even Huangshan Jun, the little desolate mountain god, is probably invisible to ordinary monks...

Mo Hua compromised and said to Gu Changhuai:

"Yes, I just saw a book called "The Ten Evil Gods of Ancient and Modern Times" in the library. It said that evil gods can control the consciousness of stupid monks and can eat people..."

Gu Changhuai was silent for a moment, and then couldn't help but said:

"Your Taixu Sect's taste in collecting books is indeed somewhat unique..."

I won’t say more about ink painting.

Sometimes, "ignorance" is also a kind of happiness.

My spiritual consciousness is too strong, and sometimes I can’t be happy.

Mo Hua finally remembered one more thing and reminded:

"Uncle Gu, be careful lately, someone is watching you..."

Mr. Jin and the others seemed to have put all the sins on that list on Uncle Gu, thinking that Uncle Gu was the "mastermind" behind everything.

Uncle Gu seemed to have become a "big scapegoat" unknowingly and took a "big blame" for himself.

Mo Hua felt very sorry.

Gu Changhuai was used to it, "As a Daoting Si Dian Si, you will be watched by many people. It doesn't matter if you have more or less."

Mo Hua still warned: "Then be careful..."

"Yeah." Gu Changhuai said calmly.

Mo Hua felt relieved.

Uncle Gu doesn't have to worry about having too many debts, and doesn't have to worry about having too many lice, so it shouldn't be considered that he has caused him any trouble...

Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment, and finally said to Mo Hua:

"I will keep an eye on the dragon crossing the river. As for Mr. Jin and Broken Golden Gate, I will also pay attention..."

"Don't worry about the sect disciples who are possessed by demons and the traffickers in black. The water here is deep, so don't get yourself into it..."

After Gu Changhuai finished speaking, he felt that what he said was useless. He couldn't control what Mo Hua wanted to do, so he said:

"Be careful, tell me if you have any clues, and tell me if you encounter any difficulties."

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Hua agreed repeatedly.

He's not an idiot.

Whether it's a monk in black or a disciple from an aristocratic family who is possessed by demons, it's not something he can solve alone. Now that he has ready helpers, he won't refuse.

The conversation between the two ended here.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua practiced as usual, practicing formations and honing his spiritual consciousness.

His cultivation is progressing step by step, growing bit by bit.

Because we don’t pay attention to the foundation and only focus on the speed, the progress of our practice is among those in the same sect, neither fast nor slow.

His spiritual power is much deeper than when he first started building the foundation, but he is still a little far away from breaking through to the middle stage of the foundation building.

But apart from that, the realm of spiritual consciousness is very grueling.

His spiritual consciousness is already too strong, far beyond the realm of the early stage of foundation establishment, and is still stuck at the bottleneck of his spiritual consciousness in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Therefore, just relying on drawing formations to polish is like dripping water through stone, which is really too slow.

As the realm of spiritual consciousness is stuck at sixteen lines, the level of formations cannot be improved naturally.

During this time of ink painting, I can only try to broaden the breadth of formations and learn more Five Elements and Bagua formations.

But the ink painting of the Sixteen Pattern Formation is already very boring.

He really wanted to draw more than seventeen lines, a second-grade high-level formation.

Especially the metamagnetic arrays with seventeen lines or above must involve more profound metamagnetic array principles and have higher-end array applications.

Mo Hua was filled with anticipation.

But if spiritual consciousness cannot break through, everything is empty talk.

There are fewer and fewer demons in Yu'er's nightmares.

Yu'er's complexion is getting better day by day, and Mo Hua is very happy.

But his "ration" was getting less and less day by day, and Mo Hua still felt a little regretful.

"I don't know when I can have a 'big meal'..."

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

Otherwise, I can only wait another year for my cultivation to break through and the sea of ​​consciousness to expand, so that I can break through the bottleneck of my consciousness.

There is also the matter of the "evil god"...

You can ignore others, but you can't.

During these days, I have been thinking about ink painting for a long time.

According to what Huang Shanjun said before, Mo Hua concluded that the promotion of spiritual consciousness actually has two dimensions.

One is the "quality" of spiritual consciousness, and the other is the "level" of spiritual consciousness.

Eating monsters and ghosts improves the "quality" and "quantity" of spiritual consciousness, which is the so-called realm of spiritual consciousness;

Devouring the divine marrow improves the "level" of divine consciousness, the "quality" of divine consciousness, which is the so-called rank of gods.

Generally, the improvement of spiritual consciousness of monks only involves "quality" and only "quantity" changes.

And after I learned the Tianyan Jue, my spiritual consciousness seemed to be able to "qualitatively" change, like a god, raising the "level" of my spiritual consciousness.

This requires that if you want to "enlighten the Tao with spiritual consciousness", you must practice both quality and quantity, and improve your quality and level.

Upgrading your spiritual consciousness is already troublesome enough, and now you have to upgrade it as well.

Mo Hua's head hurt a little.

The only way now is to try every means to get closer to the evil god little by little.

Demons are the minions of the evil god, and the divine marrow is hidden in the evil god’s corpse.

It is a great supplement for spiritual consciousness!

But the evil god is hidden too deep...

Uncle Gu, a spiritual fool like him, wouldn't believe it even if I told him.

Now that the Fire Buddha is dead and the Bishan Demon Palace has sunk, the only clue that can be grasped is the Dragon Crossing the River, which is on the same list as the Fire Buddha.

It's just that I can't keep an eye on the dragon crossing the river.

He can't leave the sect, nor can he enter the Taoist prison, and he is beyond his reach. He can only leave this matter to Uncle Gu.

What's more, this is also related to Daotingsi's inner ghost, which is originally an internal matter of Daotingsi.

I can't control it myself.

The dragon crossing the river is an earthworm, and you need to use it to fish.

But you have to be patient when fishing and don’t be in a hurry.

You have to wait for the fish to eat the bait and wait for the big fish to take the bait.

In this case, we can only figure it out slowly...

Mo Hua sighed.

It seems that I will be hungry for a while longer...

"Where is the evil god's corpse hidden..."

…

But when Mo Hua was thinking about the evil god, in a forbidden area, Mr. Tu suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

That feeling of heart palpitations is coming again...

This time he was extremely sure that someone was bold enough to covet the God Lord!

Suddenly, Mr. Tu’s face became chapped, his pupils were dark and empty, as if he was parasitized, and he said hoarsely and sharply:

"Find it out!"

"No matter who he is, find him!"

Mr. Tu was frightened for a moment and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes..."

"God Lord, calm down..."

"Everything is my fault, it's my fault. I looked for it, but I couldn't find it..."
To be continued...