MTL - Asking About Longevity-Chapter 552 Dao Heart Seed Demon

Chapter 552: Dao Heart Seed Demon

 Can I learn it?

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment and shook his head.

 No way...

 The devil is planted in the heart of the Tao...it is the secret of the devil's way as soon as you hear it.

He is a serious monk.

What if you learn it, become obsessed with it, fall into the devil's path, and become a little devil...

 “Then wouldn’t it mean that you are really…immortal?!”

 First of all, a medium is needed to plant demons in the Taoist mind.

 The skinny old man looked solemn and hesitated to speak.

As the three of them talked, they walked into the ruined temple. As soon as they raised their heads, they were startled when they saw Mo Hua and his two men.

Mo Hua didn't know these people, and after hearing these words, most of them were about trivial matters such as weddings from aristocratic families, promotions, birthdays of ancestors, and burials of ancestors. He felt boring and wanted to take a nap.

The old man in blood-robed robes in the late Jindan period was the highest-level monk that Mo Hua had ever seen who died under the demon of Taoism.

The ink painting has some enlightenment, but I still have a vague feeling that I have not crossed the threshold and have not truly understood the concept of cultivating demons in the Taoist heart.

Mo Hua sounded familiar, with an old voice, a middle-aged voice, and a young voice.

After the skinny old man finished speaking, he looked at the ink painting and felt a little confused.

“He said that the secret that the man was carrying involved...the sky burial in Guixu..."

 The middle-aged monk promised: "Don't worry."

  For example, those who were killed before were more than twenty golden elixirs.

And the deceitful man did not know why he wanted to stay in this ruined temple.

Master Yun?

Mo Hua was startled.

Mo Hua frowned.

It seemed that he was afraid that the two outsiders, Mo Hua, would hear him, so his voice was very low and his words were very cryptic.

Half sleepy and half awake, Mo Hua suddenly heard them say:

 “What do you think that person...has on him?”

If you don’t know anything about the “demon born in the heart of the Tao”, you may fall into the trap of your “uncle master” in the future and become his puppet. You may not be able to control yourself, and you may not even know it.

 At the very least, you can know yourself and your enemy, and beware of “uncle masters” harming you in the future.



 This little guy...what is he secretly learning? ? !



 The more I read it, the more I became familiar with the method of using ink paintings to cultivate demons in the heart of the Tao.

 It seems that he is memorizing something at the same time, calculating something at the same time, learning something at the same time, and summarizing something at the same time...

 It is easy to go from good to evil, but it is difficult to correct from evil...

 Does Master’s words have a deeper meaning?

At the same time, there were vague sounds of conversation:

 “…It’s better to go back…”

　　It means being possessed by evil thoughts, wanting to become a "Taoist", and killing each other;

 Otherwise, a medium for planting demons will be produced. Unknowingly, the embryo of demonic thoughts will be planted in the sea of ​​consciousness, becoming the soil for the breeding of demonic thoughts, and thus one will die from "demons planted in the heart of the Tao"...

 Evil formations and righteous formations may appear to be distinct, but in essence, they all follow the basic principles and framework of formations.

 The middle-aged monk laughed at the skinny old man, "The older you get, the less courage you have."

Mo Hua sighed and understood in his heart that the trickster was guarding against him.

　　Cannot be bewitched by the "Tao Heart Seed Demon".

　A few days later, one evening.

 A second-grade formation master, he is thin-skinned and a little shy, but he has a good heart and is very enthusiastic, and he does not hide his secrets in the formation.

 It’s more like they themselves can’t control their own evil thoughts.

The skinny old man struggled in his heart for a long time, and then sighed: "I... heard about it too. Just know it, and don't tell anyone about it..."

 It’s similar to the sneakiness in the visualization, but much stronger.

The trickster sits in the shadows, shadowy and blurry, unable to see clearly.

He also remembered what his master had told him about the "deceitful people" on the night of separation:

“He has become possessed by the devil, and he is practicing the art of ‘deception’…”

 Only by understanding the demons planted in the heart can we be on guard against the demons planted in the heart.

 Spiritual power damages the meridians.

Mo Hua has great spiritual awareness and can hear a little bit, but it is also vague.

"If you meet him in the future, you must be careful..."

There are also those who have beaten the trickster and encountered the trickster's dead white, slightly rotten skin and flesh, so that the Taoist heart collapsed and became a puppet.

"It's even possible. As long as all the demonic thoughts are not eradicated, even if the original demonic thoughts are killed, will the 'Crooked Man' not die?"

 Where did junior brother pick up such a crazy young disciple? !

 The expression on the deceitful man's dull face changed, and finally calmed down.

But this is too far away from him, and he doesn't have to worry about ink painting.

The trickster's dark pupils trembled, and he was completely shocked.

Some of the monks who were "seed demons in the heart of the Tao" just glanced at the trickster; some listened to the trickster's words;

He always felt that it was a dark and windy night, the temple was ruined with broken lamps, and the child Mo Hua was warming himself and eating by the fire as if there was no one around, which looked a little strange.

 “Senior, don’t worry about me, I...”

However, the demons planted in the Taoist heart take effect very quickly. The monks who are "seeded by demons" by the deceitful Taoists will be deeply seeded with demonic thoughts in just a few breaths and cannot extricate themselves.

 Can’t become a little devil!

 Mo Hua made up his mind, and then began to follow the trickster, poking his little head, and peeking at how the trickster used "the devil in the heart of the Tao" to play with people's hearts and kill monks...

 But the deceitful man looked indifferent and ignored him at all.

This is a demonic spiritual thought method that sounds ordinary, looks weird, is scary when you think about it, but is cold and cruel when actually used, and is almost incomprehensible.

 As for the righteous path and the evil path…

Having read a lot of ink paintings, combined with my own understanding of spiritual consciousness and my experience of killing with spiritual thoughts, I have a general understanding of the demons planted in the heart of the Tao.

 Some smelled the blood of the trickster in the air; some tasted the blood of the trickster;

The old man couldn’t bear it, so he killed himself...

Mo Hua also discovered it, and as soon as his mind moved, he quietly asked:

“Uncle Master, these demon cultivators are plotting against Master, won’t you kill them?”

 The skinny old man was silent.

Mo Hua couldn't help but nodded.

 Those with higher realms will have parasitic evil thoughts through close contact.

“If we don’t kill that evil thought, will the deceitful person not die?”

The ink painting stirs up energy and wakes up instantly.

Color, sound, fragrance, touch, and the six objects are all pathways.



 It’s like a formation.

Master Yun, on the other hand, also looked at the ink painting in confusion, but after looking at it for a while, he still didn't recognize it. Finally, he raised his hand to express his gratitude.

I don’t know what this temple is dedicated to. It has been in disrepair and is dilapidated. The doors and windows are all broken.

Mo Hua touched his chin and thought carefully.

“These days, I always feel frightened, as if I am going to encounter some big disaster, and I can’t sleep day and night, so I want to leave...”

 Guixu sky burial?

 He hasn’t understood it yet…

 Are you talking about...Master?

Ink Hua looked up faintly.

 You should take a good look at yourself no matter what, and learn from what you can learn.

 But I can’t remember it.

Even the master said that "reaching the pinnacle" means that the trickster's method of spiritual consciousness must be extremely proficient and terrifyingly powerful.

The monks who died under the demon of Taoism were also different.

 The blood hurts the skin and flesh.

“However, if you can’t learn, can you study it?”

 Sneaky and parasitic, eating away at the sea of ​​consciousness, with many restrictions and very slow results.

Mo Hua was a little unhappy and muttered in his heart, "Master uncle is so stingy..."

"One day, he accidentally let something slip, and I happened to hear it..."

With the parasitic evil thoughts that Master Uncle is currently harboring, is there nothing that can be done?

Mo Hua thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

Mo Hua nodded without saying anything.

 And the devil in the Taoist mind hurts the consciousness itself.

 Is this also the case with demons growing in the heart of the Tao?

　Obviously you are controlled by others, but you seem to be doing things according to your own wishes and desires.

The miscellaneous fish demon cultivators along the way were all killed by my uncle in this way;

From this point of view, it is actually the Dao mind that breeds demons and eats and destroys the Dao mind!

However, we must stick to the Taoist heart and not lose our original intention.

He held the sweet potato in his hand and did not eat it. Instead, he looked at the Taoist Taoist intently and found that his breath was stable, his color, sound, smell, and touch were all in a state of convergence. There was no sign of Taoist demon cultivation, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. .

 Even if it is used, only the simplest and most obvious methods of cultivating magic are used.

Master, did he expect or calculate in advance that he would encounter a trickster, so he told himself to be careful?

 How to be careful?

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said uncertainly:

“It’s because of my ability to calculate that I don’t want to stay here.”

 Perception and non-existence are mutually reinforcing, difficulty and ease are mutually reinforcing, good and evil are mutually contradictory and prove each other.

 “In my opinion, if we act cautiously, we may not have no chance...”

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

 …

 The night became darker, and the figure of the trickster became darker.

 So, cannot see, cannot hear, cannot hear, cannot touch, cannot even think.

 But its essence is still the use of spiritual consciousness.

Every time a deceitful Taoist uses his Taoist mind to plant demons and kills a person, Mo Hua's understanding of the Taoist mind to grow demons becomes deeper.

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

The skinny old man sighed and then continued:

“The old master of our lineage was proficient in calculations and very senior. Unfortunately, before his death, his knowledge was exhausted, his mind was slow, and his words were a bit...without thinking..."

That person…

 As soon as the mountain breeze passes, there will be waves of coolness.

But it doesn’t matter. In this situation, it’s better to pretend not to know him.

"Such a terrifying uncle, such a powerful Taoist demon, then I must study it carefully..."

What's the meaning?

Mo Hua frowned.

Monks of low level can kill each other with just one look at him, which will make their Taoist hearts dirty.

But at the same time, he felt that the ink painting looked familiar.

The two argued for a while, and then talked about Daoting and the Demon Cult. They talked a lot. They sounded very powerful, but Mo Hua had limited knowledge and it was an unknown name.

 At first I was thoughtful, then I was enlightened, and finally my eyes became brighter and brighter...

 Furthermore, the master said that the trickster "uses his spiritual consciousness to reach the peak..."

 The middle-aged monk said impatiently: "Now that things have come to this, you actually said..."

Even if you cannot use the method of "seeking demons from the heart of the Tao", you can still understand the principles of using spiritual consciousness by analogy, and learn the method of using spiritual consciousness.

Mo Hua couldn't help but nodded his head, and then continued to peek at the trickster secretly.

The voices of those people were also closer.

　　Until later, he planted demons with his Taoist mind and killed several demon cultivators. When he found that Mo Hua was too quiet, he looked back and saw Mo Hua staring at him with a pair of big eyes.

 It seems that I have seen it somewhere, and the impression should be very deep.

Mo Hua then thought about it again.

 Ink painting is also a little surprised.

 It is to turn one's own spiritual consciousness into demonic thoughts. After differentiation, it spreads and resides in the sea of ​​consciousness of others like a plague.

Like some kind of venerable person, some kind of fairy, some kind of Rakshasa, some kind of grain owner, some kind of ancestor...

He could only remember the previous scenes of demons growing in his mind one by one. When he had nothing to do, he would think about it over and over again, pondering over it carefully, hoping to learn some methods of using spiritual consciousness and "reach the peak" from the method of spiritual thought. I learned a few things from my uncle...

 Use words to confuse their minds, break their defenses, destroy their Taoist minds, and indulge their demonic desires.

 Suddenly, the atmosphere around him changed. Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the trickster with a shocked expression.

The skinny old man replied: "It's just the coward that makes you live so old."

Mo Hua felt a little shuddered in his heart, and then looked at the trickster, and a trace of doubt emerged in his heart:

“The demons are planted in the heart of the Tao, and the demonic thoughts are divided... Where is the real ‘deviant Taoist’, or in other words, the original demonic idea of ​​the deceitful Taoist?”

Master Yun is also a little curious.

The ink painting is drawing a warm fire array, warming the fire, the little face is flushed by the fire, the sweet potato is stuffed in the mouth, and the cheeks are bulging.

 There seemed to be several people walking towards the ruined temple.

"If you leave, the opportunity will be gone..."

 The skinny old man didn’t want to be disrespectful to his ancestors, so he spoke very tactfully.

 Ink painting is shocking.

“The situation near Dali Mountain is chaotic and we can’t stay any longer. What’s more, Master Yun can’t make any mistakes..."

"no way…"

 Sneaking is the invasion of external evil.

 Tao Xin planted demons and used them with great restraint.

 “Know yourself and know the enemy?”

 The most urgent task is to start from the bottom level and examples, and analyze the Taoist demons bit by bit.

　　　He actually didn’t let himself see it.

 This is the voice of the middle-aged monk.

In this way, Master Yun and the others will no longer be able to see the "Uncle Master" figure.

Mo Hua himself drew a fire array on the ground to keep warm. He also grilled the wild sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes and fish he caught along the way on it.

Mo Hua turned his head and secretly glanced at the trickster, feeling a little worried.

 The deceitful man was not aware of it at first.

 It's just that this time, he looked more carefully and discovered more things...



Evil formations are eager for quick success and instant benefits. In order to make the formation quick and pursue the power of the formation, they use human blood as ink, human bones as the pivot, skin and flesh as the medium, and the sea of ​​blood and air as the eyes.

The skinny old man, Mo Hua remembers, seems to be named Wen. When he saw Mo Hua and the others, he raised his hands in surprise and said:

“Three old men passed by here and wanted to stay for a night. Please forgive me for disturbing you two!”

"What are you talking about? Your father entrusted you to my care. How can I explain to him if you are dead..."

He glanced at the old monk and sneered: "You may not live to my age yet..."

 He has not yet met his uncle, so he will attack a monk at a higher level.

These three people didn't even recognize themselves.

What if the cultivation level is higher?

 Learn its methods, understand its principles, and understand its ways.

  This kind of demon is more like pollution from within, directly transforming the monk's Taoist heart into evil.

 The so-called righteousness and the so-called demon are both a kind of "Tao" and the embodiment of the Great Dao.

"Don't have such wishful thinking, the real devil in the Dali Mountains has not yet come..."

 They chatted for a long time.

If the realm is higher, for example, the old man next to the Holy Son, who holds a bell, wears a blood robe, and holds a black magic sword, has a firm mind and high cultivation, which is difficult to deal with.

 The middle-aged monk's eyes narrowed, "You actually know?"

 “…Are you willing?”

 I remember Master Yun’s ink painting very clearly.

 “Can this be the same? You...”

 It’s not bad to have a good relationship with yourself.

 There is no reference, so it cannot be analyzed.

What are the status and grievances of these people?

It seems that the skinny old man wants to leave, but the middle-aged monk disagrees. Young Master Yun is a little undecided. He wants to leave, but he is also worried about something, and he is a little reluctant to leave.

 …

On the other side, Master Yun and the other three found a clean place, sat on the ground, and started talking in low voices.

As they were roasting, they heard a few footsteps.

Hide it, don’t let him see it!

They seemed to be the three young masters Yun he met in Nanyue City.

The skinny old man bowed his hands and thanked him again. The middle-aged monk looked haughty and sat down directly.

Then the uncle had to speak.

 At night, the moonlight is cold and cold.

 It is not the deceitful men who dominate them.

But there is nothing we can do about ink painting.

Ink painting finished the sweet potatoes while they were hot, and then turned down the light of the heating array.

 The two of them were still on their way to Lishan City.

“He has a cold heart, extremely powerful methods, and is also an extremely conceited person. However, he is proficient in the art of spiritual thoughts, and his use of spiritual consciousness is also at its peak..."

Although the appearance is complicated and unpredictable.

The deceitful Taoist acts unscrupulously and kills in all directions. He uses Taoist demons frequently.

 He didn't say anything, but after that, he became much more restrained. No more killing without restraint.

 It's just that the righteous formation is intended to understand the way of heaven and the nature of spiritual power.

 “If you don’t want to watch it, just don’t watch it…”

Mo Hua followed the trickster to a ruined temple.

“It’s not like our Taoist court doesn’t have any great monks?”

 “You are good at arithmetic, you should be able to turn misfortune into good fortune...”

 Be careful if you encounter it in the future...

 In the heart of Tao, plant evil thoughts...

Mo Hua then thought again:

Under the pitch-black night, the trickster has opened his eyes, his pupils are darker than the night, his breath is rising and falling, and the six objects have also changed.

 He...had thoughts of killing!

I can’t write anymore today, so I’ll write more tomorrow.

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)