And, there is one more thing...

On the surface, this is just a "list".

It is a list of "alliances" between criminal cultivators, a list of "protection" from the upper levels, and a list of people who show "loyalty" to the Lord of the Wilderness.

But they certainly don't know that this is actually a "death" list.

Because Mo Hua can sense the aura of the soul from each name on the list of wordless blood tablets.

When signing this list, these sin cultivators had actually cut off part of their souls and dedicated them to the Lord of the Wilderness.

The Lord of the Wilderness controls their souls, in other words, their life and death.

Once the sin cultivators betray, through this "soul contract" list, the Lord of the Wilderness can let them die in a single thought.

"Sure enough, those who associate with evil gods will definitely not end well..."

"My life is in the hands of others, and they probably don't even know..."

Mo Hua shook his head and sighed.

He wanted to study further, but suddenly he heard a "rumbling" sound, the ground shook, and something seemed to be hitting the door of the inner hall.

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

"Is someone calling in?"

"No..." Mo Hua then remembered, "Is it Uncle Gu and the others who want to rescue me?"

Only then did he realize that he had fought a fierce battle, ordered a big meal, and studied the altar for a long time. He didn't know how much time had passed.

Uncle Gu and the others must be anxiously waiting.

"Go out first and then talk..."

But when he looked up, he found that he was at the bottom of the blood pool. The blood in the blood pool had been drained, and now it was a deep pit, surrounded by darkness, and there was no way out.

"How to get out?"

Mo Hua frowned. And at the moment when he had a thought, the altar lit up, as if the formation inside was driving in the dark, the mechanism rotated, bones and stones fit together, and a dull sound sounded.

The huge altar supports the ink paintings and rises slowly, as if it is supporting its owner.

Mo Hua took a slight breath.

"This altar...is listening to me?"

"No, not just this altar, but... the entire Dragon King Temple?"

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

Xie Fei is the master of Dragon King Temple.

But now, the evil fetus has merged into his own soul.

The evil fetus is me.

I am an evil fetus.

In other words, now I am... the owner of Dragon King Temple?

Mo Hua opened his mouth, feeling shocked.

…

Beyond the Maze of Bones.

Many monks gathered around, including the deacons wearing the robes of the Tao Ting Si, as well as monks from the Gu family and the Xia family other than the Tao Ting Si.

They formed a team of ten, formed a formation, used formations, talismans, spiritual weapons, and spells, and took turns bombing the ram's horn gate of the inner alchemy.

Rumblings came and went, smoke and dust were everywhere, the ground was shaking, and gravel was falling.

But no matter what they tried, they couldn't open the door.

Gu Changhuai was anxious, and Xia Diansi was also worried.

Time passed little by little, and the ancient Sheep's Horn Gate, after dozens of attacks, remained motionless, and the door did not even open.

Everyone's hearts became colder little by little.

Gu Changhuai finally sighed deeply and said guiltily: "Notify Taixu Sect, Mo Hua him, I'm afraid..."

Gu Changhuai couldn't speak any more.

He had always been indifferent to others, but now he looked extremely lonely.

Xia Diansi on the side also looked sad.

After everyone got the order, they also stopped their hands and prepared to evacuate.

But at this moment, a dull "rumbling" sound sounded, accompanied by the sound of bones and stones rubbing against each other...

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

They hurriedly turned their heads and saw that everyone had used all available means, exhausting formations, talismans, spells, and spiritual weapons to open the door. At this time, they slowly opened the door...

A strange, nervous aura spread.

It seems that something "something" is coming out...

This door will never be opened easily unless...

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

But the imaginary, powerful and bloody enemy living deep in the inner hall did not appear.

A head poked out from the crack in the door.

It's exactly ink painting.

He looked left and right, and then he realized that there were a lot of people standing outside.

At this time, everyone's eyes looked at the ink painting together.

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed to be "stared" by so many people. He scratched his head and said shyly: "Why, it's so lively..."

Everyone looked dull, and their thoughts were a little messy for a while.

…

In a side hall of the Dragon King Temple.

There was no one else around, so Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi checked Mo Hua from head to toe and found that he had no injuries on his body, that he was mentally stable, and that there were no other abnormalities. They were really relieved.

Of course, there is actually a big abnormality in Mo Hua now, but they can't see it.

Xia Diansi took another deep look at Mo Hua, suddenly held Mo Hua in his arms, patted Mo Hua on the back, and said with a trembling voice:

"As long as it's okay..."

I don't know whether he is comforting Mo Hua or himself.

She is a Tonji and has a strong sense of responsibility.

On the surface, Mo Hua was trapped in the inner palace to save them. If something happened, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

The ink painting was a bit surprising and a bit touching.

Xia Diansi looks cold on the surface, but is actually very soft at heart.

Gu Changhuai was also relieved.

If something unexpected happened to Mo Hua, it would be hard to explain to Taixumen, cousin Wan'er, Aunt Gu Hong, including himself.

"As long as it's okay..."

Gu Changhuai also said silently.

After his emotions calmed down and he saw that Mo Hua was safe and there was no one else around, Gu Changhuai asked doubtfully:

"What about Mr. Wu? He didn't do anything to you, right? What happened to you while you were in there?"

Mo Hua was already prepared and said half truthfully and half falsely:

"That Mr. Wu seemed to want to sacrifice me to something, but maybe I was lucky. During the ceremony, Mr. Wu suddenly died for some reason, and I escaped..."

Gu Changhuai: "..."

After a moment of silence, Gu Changhuai felt helpless: "That's it?"

Mo Hua nodded, "That's it."

"Died suddenly?"

"Yes," Mo Hua said, "It was very sudden, just a blink of an eye."

He was killed by me...

Gu Changhuai looked at the ink painting and sighed, "Okay."

Xia Diansi's expression was also a little subtle.

She really hoped that the ink painting would bring prosperity to the world and turn bad things into good fortune, but she did not expect that there could be such a way of "turning bad things into good fortune".
To be continued...