"Ink painting?"

"Yes," Wen Renwei nodded. He pointed to the messy inner room and said solemnly, "I have seen Young Master Mo draw these similar formations. I have also seen Young Master Mo dispel the cold evil spirit.

"Although I don't know how Young Master Mo did it, I think he has some means or knows some secrets, and maybe he can save Young Master Changhuai..."

Wen Renwei didn't say much about some things.

But he remembered it clearly.

When Mo Hua kept vigil for Young Master Yu'er to drive away evil spirits, the cold, cold and evil spirit he felt was actually a bit stronger than today.

Moreover, it is not a breath.

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The continuous and endless evil smell is like a tide, making people feel palpitating.

But Young Master Mo, with his thin body, stood in front of Master Yu, unmoving.

If one man is in charge, all evil will not escape.

This scene seemed to be engraved in his mind.

Wen Renwan frowned.

Elder Gu Hong was also a little confused, "Mo Hua... this kid just built the foundation, right? And, isn't he an array master? When did he learn the method of dispelling evil spirits and eliminating evil spirits?" loadAdv(5,0);<

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The monks in Xuanji Valley also looked at each other.

"Mo Hua, could it be...the leader of the formation who is the best in discussing formations?"

"He is also proficient in the spiritual thought method?"

"Impossible. The way of spiritual thought requires years of study before you can master it for the first time. He is young and has only practiced for more than twenty years. He has not graduated from the sect. How can he have so much time to practice and practice again?

Can you master the art of spiritual thought by learning formation techniques?"

"What's more, he just built the foundation..."

Wen Renwei looked at Wen Renwan calmly.

Wenren Wan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "I will go to Taixu Gate with you and pick up the ink paintings and let him have a look."

She also doesn't know whether ink painting can "remove evil spirits".

But she knew that he was extremely talented in ink painting, had some extraordinary skills, and had many ideas. Even if he couldn't save himself, there might be other ways, so it was always a good idea to try.

Elder Gu Hong was stunned for a moment but did not stop him.

Changhuai's current situation is not optimistic, and he can only treat the situation like a dead horse.

So Wen Renwan entrusted Yu'er to Elder Gu Hong, and went to Taixu Gate with Wen Renwei himself.

Inside Taixu Gate.

Mo Hua was drawing the formation, still feeling a little uneasy. He was thinking about whether to go to Gu's house to have a look, when he heard from the elder that someone was looking for him. loadAdv(5,0);

When Mo Hua arrived at the mountain gate, he saw Wen Renwan with an anxious expression.

"Ink painting..."

Wenren Wanzheng didn't know what to say, so Mo Hua asked, "Is it Uncle Gu's problem? Did he hit the evil spirit?"

Wen Renwan was stunned, "How do you know?"

I had a premonition when I was practicing the Tao of Love...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say it. He only said: "I sent a message to Uncle Gu, but he didn't reply, so I guessed that something might have happened to him."

Wen Renwan nodded, "Then..."

"Don't worry, I'll go take a look." Mo Hua said calmly.

Seeing Mo Hua's calm and calm look, Wen Renwan felt a lot more at ease for some reason.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Renwan said.

After that, Mo Hua rode the Gu family's carriage, driven by Wen Renwei, and rushed to Qingzhou City at lightning speed.

But Taixu City is still half a day away from Qingzhou City.

This time comes and goes in one day.

During this period of time, the Gu family in Qingzhou City was still worried.

They did not just wait, but relied on various connections and invited many strange people to come and take a look, but in the end they all had little effect. loadAdv(5,0);

The way of spiritual thought is inherently biased.

There are also very few monks who practice spiritual thoughts.

At this time, time is short, and it is even more difficult to find a spiritual monk who can "dispel evil spirits" in just one or two days.

If the people you invite are good at cooking, they will be able to escape unscathed.

As long as he is more capable, he will end up like "Mr. Mei".

After several more spiritual cultivators went "crazy" one after another, everyone felt a little frightened.

And Mr. Mei also woke up.

As soon as he woke up, his eyes widened with horror and he said:

"Quickly, send a message back to Xuanji Valley and ask the Valley Master to send a few more elders, no, send a few immortal uncles here!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

A monk frowned and said, "Mr. Mei, what exactly did you encounter? What kind of evil is in Mr. Gu's body?"

Mr. Mei broke out in a cold sweat.

A terrifying image appeared in his mind. It was definitely not an ordinary evil spirit, or rather, it could not be considered an evil spirit at all.

Horns, black blood, behemoth...

"Evil spirits" cannot be compared with this at all.loadAdv(5,0);

It might even be...

Mr. Mei's palms began to sweat.

The other two Xuanji Valley monks also frowned, "Mr. Mei, have you ever fought with this thing? What are its methods?"

Mr. Mei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Not counting the fight... just one face-to-face encounter, I was in a state of complete composure, evil thoughts came to my mind, and I was defeated."

"If I hadn't realized something was wrong in advance, made plans, and had the treasures of Xuanji Valley to protect me, plus the realgar wine to strengthen my courage, I might not have been able to come back..."

"As for what this evil thing can do..." Mr. Mei's expression became increasingly bitter, "I'm not qualified to try it out at all."

As soon as this was said, everyone was a little shocked.

"Then what grade is this thing?"

"It's not a matter of grade," Mr. Mei said. "This kind of existence is very different from ordinary evil spirits in nature and cannot be measured by grade."

"this……"

Several other people frowned.

"So what should we do now?"

Mr. Mei thought hard for a long time, but there was really nothing he could do, so he sighed:

"First think of a way to stabilize Mr. Gu's injury. I will send a message back to Xuanji Valley to see if I can make it in time..." loadAdv(5,0);

Several Xuanji Valley monks began to take out various divine objects and place them on Gu Changhuai's seven orifices. They also placed the Pure Heart Jadeite on his forehead to absorb the overflowing evil filth.

But apart from that, they are currently helpless.

Others in the room also looked depressed and frowned.

About two hours passed like this, when the situation became increasingly anxious.

A carriage coming from the direction of Taixu Mountain entered Qingzhou City and drove straight to Gu's house.

A handsome young man jumped out of the car.

He was wearing the Taoist robe of a disciple of the Taixu Sect, his eyes were full of meaning, and his face was handsome, with a hint of innocence.

The young man walked into the Dan Pavilion. Seeing this, everyone in the Gu family stood up one after another. Some nodded, some bowed their hands and saluted, saying:

"Little friend Mo..."

"Master Mo."

"Hello, Mr. Mo."

…

Mo Hua also returned the courtesy one by one, then walked to Elder Gu Hong and looked at Yu'er.
To be continued...