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Chapter 876 Suicide(2/4)

But there is no way to continue like this...

Although he had contained the evil foe's arrogance, his soul had also been damaged to a certain extent.

Using a sword to temper one's soul and kill one's own soul is, as Patriarch Dugu said, an extremely dangerous way of practice.

I can't stand it myself, let alone others.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart.

Those Taixu Sect seniors who have not followed the enlightenment path of spiritual consciousness, and whose spiritual thoughts have not been enlightened, can successfully practice the "God-killing Style" through their own efforts, because of their strong talent, strong character, and high understanding.

Admirable.

It is really difficult to kill one's own soul...

"Then do you want to continue learning this God-Slaying Style?"

Mo Hua frowned.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, thought deeply for a while, and silently strengthened his thoughts.

You still have to keep studying.

Even if your soul is injured, you must learn.

If it was normal, that would be fine. If he learned it later, or if he followed the teachings of Patriarch Dugu and learned the God-Slaying Style step by step and steadily, it would not have much impact if he learned it slowly.

But it's different now.

The evil fetus is parasitic in his life soul, nourished by his sea of ​​consciousness, and is slowly awakening his magical powers and memories. From any angle, it is a huge hidden danger.

This hidden danger must be eliminated.

This evil fetus also forced him to learn the God-Slaying Style.

If you don't learn and can't kill this evil baby, then if something happens in the future and this evil baby takes advantage of it, you will most likely be completely polluted and become a puppet of the Great Wild Evil God.

Therefore, you must learn the Divine Sword!

My opponent is an evil fetus, or even an evil god in the future.

Although the Dao Monument and Tribulation Thunder are both in his own sea of ​​consciousness, they are still considered "foreign objects".

The "God-Slaying Sword" is the only means that he can actively control, and can counter or even kill the evil god.

Your own life must be in your own hands.

Mo Hua's eyes are firm.

The only problem now is the injuries left after Minghun committed suicide.

The marrow can repair the injuries of the soul, but after several injuries to the soul, Mo Hua doesn't have much marrow left in his hands.

With the lack of spiritual essence, Mo Hua's current divine thoughts are also a little weaker to a certain extent.

The incarnation of Divine Mind is far less golden than before.

"This is a problem..."

Currently, I don't have the means to replenish my divine essence. In addition, I am subject to the evil fetus, so I have to spend a lot of time learning formations and sword skills, and it is impossible to find altars everywhere.

Mo Hua frowned.

At this moment, he realized that his hands were dirty and sticky. When he looked down, he discovered that his palms were stained with black mucus.

It seems to be the bloody skin that the evil fetus had just forcibly escaped from.

The black water is so dirty that the ink paintings are a bit disgusting.

After a moment, he suddenly froze, his eyes lit up slightly, and he threw these filthy and dirty "blood skins" onto the Taoist monument and killed them with a thunderbolt.

A slight, demonic and terrifying wailing sound sounded.

Afterwards, the black energy was evaporated, evil thoughts were purged, and pure golden marrow flowed out of the originally filthy bloody skin.

Moreover, this golden color is deeper and purer than all the divine essences he had obtained before, and it also has a hint of crystal.

Mo Hua wiped the essence off with his fingers, put it in his mouth and licked it, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Too pure!"

Unfortunately, the amount was too small, so after he sucked it a few times, it was gone.

The meaning of the ink painting is not yet complete, but something has suddenly emerged:

"I almost forgot that the evil fetus is the embryo of the Great Wilderness Evil God, so it must have extremely rich divine essence..."

The evil fetus is parasitic in one's own soul.

In other words, it is a "treasure house of divine marrow" hidden in one's own soul.

It's just that you have to find a way to get the marrow in this treasure house...

The eyes painted in ink immediately shined.

This God-Slaying Sword must be learned!

Kill the evil fetus and you will have good food to eat!

But how to cut it?

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and gradually came up with an idea.

To a certain extent, the God-Slaying Sword is also "self-inflicted", so it should not be done too hastily. Just kill one sword a day to avoid overloading the soul and causing too serious injuries.

I only cut this sword in one day.

Use this sword that "quenches the gods with the sword and kills the soul of one's life", understand the meaning of the sword and practice the style of the sword.

Over time and over time, drops of water penetrate the stone.

Sooner or later, one day, I will be able to completely kill this evil fetus!

And if you can rely on your own strength, use your own spiritual thoughts, and implement Taixu's sword intention to kill this evil fetus, then to a certain extent it means...

My own God-Slaying Sword, not to mention a great success, is at least a small one!

This evil fetus is not only a "sandbag" for me to practice the Divine Sword, but also a "touchstone" for me to test the strength of the Divine Sword.

And once the evil fetus is completely killed, a large amount of divine marrow can be obtained.

With such pure and rich spiritual essence, it is enough to repair the injuries accumulated over many years of self-destruction.

Misfortunes are where blessings depend.

This evil fetus is a disaster, but it also happens to be my opportunity to cultivate the Divine Sword!

Mo Hua was full of emotions for a while, but he remained calm in his expression. He even looked embarrassed and murmured in pain:

"The backlash of this sword move is too serious. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have used it..."

These words were naturally heard by the evil infant in his soul.

Xie Ying only sneered, seeming to be mocking Mo Hua for his recklessness and ignorance.

If you cut off your life soul, you will be regarded as one of the five degenerates of heaven and human beings, and you will achieve enlightenment after dismemberment?

It is true that the ignorant are fearless...

It originally thought that Mo Hua would stop when he realized it was hurting, but it never expected that this kid was so evil that he would kill himself every day from then on.

Not much, just one sword.

Of course, this mere sword cannot kill it, it is more like a kind of spur and humiliation.

The evil infant was angry, but he could only endure it silently.

It is waiting, waiting for Mo Hua to continue "seeking death" like this. Once one day, he kills himself too much, he will inevitably experience a change in his path and usher in a catastrophe.

When the time comes, it will be your chance...

Evil Infant grinned, but before he finished smiling, Mo Hua scolded him:

"Be honest with me!"

"Your expression is reflected on my face, don't think I don't know you are laughing sinisterly..."

The evil infant's face turned as black as ink for a moment.



From then on, Mo Hua continued to kill himself with a sword every day.

A few days later, when the seven-day period came again, Mo Hua was broken through the void by Dugu Patriarch, captured and taken to the back mountain to teach swordsmanship.

After passing it on, Patriarch Dugu looked at the ink painting. Seeing that the ink painting looked a little tired, he frowned and said:

"Did you hurt your soul?"

Mo Hua definitely couldn't admit it, so he just shook his head and said: "I have learned a lot of formations recently, and my spiritual consciousness has been excessively exhausted, so I am a little tired."

Patriarch Dugu was silent for a moment, not having any doubts.

The appearance of the ink painting could be said to be an injury to the soul, or an excessive loss of consciousness.
To be continued...
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