Chapter 1067: Pi Xiu

Pixiu?

"What kind of divine beast is this?" Mo Hua was very curious, then opened his mouth to ask Mr. Tu.

"This—" Mr. Tu was about to speak but suddenly felt his heart flutter and stopped himself.

He looked deeply at Mo Hua, shook his head, and said nothing more.

Although he didn't know why, his intuition told him that he absolutely could not tell Mo Hua too many things.

In fact, he already somewhat regretted telling Mo Hua the words "Pixiu."

Better to have one less problem than one more.

"Remember my words, be more peaceful." After Mr. Tu finished this sentence, his body turned into a streak of blood and dissolved,

leaving in a hurry, seemingly with urgent matters to attend to.

Inside the flesh prison, only Mo Hua remained.

Mo Hua, alone, patiently flipped through the core of the Arid Heaven Blood Sacrifice Array that Mr. Tu had left for him. In his mind, he continuously pondered and deduced the structure of this array core, simulating the trajectory of spiritual power again and again to deepen his understanding of the array core.

Only being unable to move his pen to draw still made Mo Hua feel a little incomplete.

Moreover, Mo Hua quickly felt bored.

Mo Hua endured the boredom again, staring at the array core for a while, confirming that during this time, there was no yin-cold divine sense spying on him in the dark.

Mr. Tu hadn't deceived him either; he seemed to really have urgent matters and had gone to attend to them himself.

Mo Hua then let out a sigh of relief.

He quickly sat cross-legged, touched the tightly bound white bone hoop on his head, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"Great Arid Holy Object, divine beast Pixiu, tooth bone seal... This Mr. Tu really thinks highly of me—"

"He can really bear it too—"

Anyway, if this thing were in his own hands, he would definitely not bear to use a great material for a minor purpose, using it to seal a small Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Mo Hua shook his head.

The problem now was that this thing indeed sealed him.

If he didn't break this seal, he would almost be unable to do anything, just sit and wait to die.

Once the seal was broken, he could have "free activity" space and then do some small actions.

Mo Hua began to try to break the seal.

This was not the first time he had tried. When he had free time before, Mo Hua would try to crack this seal,

but without exception, they all failed.

This Holy Object involved divine path arrays, which were too profound, and he simply couldn't "crack" them now.

Mo Hua guessed that the cultivator who refined this Holy Object was possibly a startling talent in a certain clan in the Great Arid back then,

a genius with extraordinary status.

It was even very possible that they were still the "dead enemy" of the evil god, leading their clan to suppress the evil degenerate god with their own strength.

It was just a pity that humans ultimately could not defeat gods.

At least humans did not live as long as gods.

No matter how genius a cultivator was, even if they could suppress an evil god for a lifetime, they could not suppress it permanently.

Once this genius fell, and there was no successor in later generations, the evil god could still make a comeback.

Furthermore, if the evil god couldn't deal with humans, they could still use other "humans" to deal with them.

Sometimes, "humans" were the most powerful weapon an evil god used to deal with humans.

The Mr. Tu in front of him was just one example.

This Great Arid Holy Object was also like this.

This Holy Object, originally used by humans to suppress the evil god, was conversely used by the evil god's claws to suppress their own people.

Mo Hua sighed a little.

Then he put away these distracting thoughts and began to focus on cracking this Great Arid Holy Object.

The sealing power of this Great Arid Holy Object was extremely strong.

If Mr. Tu always sealed him like this, Mo Hua really wouldn't have any way.

But the bad thing was that Mr. Tu, in front of Mo Hua, "unsealed" Mo Hua, then "sealed" him again, and then "unsealed" him and "re-sealed" him several times—

This just gave Mo Hua an opportunity to exploit.

The Great Arid Holy Object was like a room.

Mo Hua was a "prisoner" shut in the room.

Originally, this "prisoner," if he wanted to leave the room, had to break the array and "demolish the wall."

But Mr. Tu, this master, opened the "lock" several times in front of Mo Hua, which was equivalent to exposing the "key" to "open the lock" in front of Mo Hua.

This "key" to open the lock was a divine lock array pattern.

Mr. Tu did it subtly, outlining the array pattern with blood threads, making it secretive and strange.

Others might not understand it, but with a foundation in divine path arrays and having learned Heavenly Mechanism Derivation, Mo Hua could see through the mystery at a glance.

Mr. Tu had unlocked the seal several times, and Mo Hua also followed the clues, gradually deducing the "key" array pattern that Mr. Tu used to switch the Holy Object's seal.

This was a divine lock array pattern with a special sequence.

Mo Hua practiced for a long time according to its appearance, drawing out about seventy to eighty percent of its essence.

But these seventy to eighty percent were enough to "open the lock," at most requiring a few more tries.

Afterward, the matter was relatively simple.

Of course, this kind of "simple" was only relative to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua borrowed the Dao Stele, combined with a large amount of day and night array practice and his profound understanding of arrays.

His divine sense was able to manifest arrays in his sea of consciousness.

General cultivators could not do this.

Other evil cultists could not do this either.

Even if they were gods born from heaven and earth, with innate divine abilities, they could not learn arrays.

Therefore, being able to "copy" the "key" from the seal itself and manifest the array pattern to open the lock was probably only possible for someone like Mo Hua, this "anomaly" who was half human, half god, and could still manifest arrays in his sea of consciousness.

This point truly deviated from the "common sense" of ordinary cultivation.

Even if Mr. Tu's imagination was richer, he couldn't possibly have thought of this.

After Mo Hua treated the divine lock array pattern as a "key" and bit by bit pried open the "door lock" of the white bone Holy Object—

He hadn't had the opportunity to try before.

Now that Mr. Tu wasn't here, he could finally, without scruples, try to crack the "seal."

Time passed little by little.

Mo Hua was also very patient.

After an unknown amount of time, with a "creak" sound, the divine lock array dissolved, and the Holy Object's seal was finally "pried" open by Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's expression was overjoyed.

Success!

He could "copy" the key, open the lock from the inside, which meant the Great Arid Holy Object no longer threatened him. His divine sense could also bypass Mr. Tu's "seal" and be used freely.

The many plans he had conceived and imagined for a long time could now be implemented.

Mo Hua's mouth held a smile as he stepped out, crossing the divine lock array and breaking the Great Arid Holy Object's seal.

But afterward, the satisfied look on Mo Hua's face, and the smile on his face, slowly disappeared.

"Something's not right—"

He had clearly broken the seal, but he still didn't have that feeling of "freedom." In front of him, there was still a long, long divine lock tunnel, and he couldn't see the end of it.

Mo Hua frowned.

"What's going on?"

"Didn't I break this Great Arid Holy Object open? Why can't I get out yet?"

"Is there another layer of seal inside this Holy Object?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and continued to walk forward along the divine lock tunnel.

The further he walked, the greater the pressure. Even the flesh and bones of his divine sense incarnation felt faintly suppressed.

Mo Hua's expression was solemn. He protected his body with divine marrow, withstood the pressure, and persisted in walking forward.

All around were "city walls" built with extremely high-level divine lock array patterns, like a divine path "Great Wall," extending always to the distance.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the divine lock array disappeared, and the space in front of him suddenly opened up, revealing a grand and solemn divine hall. This divine hall was like a gate on the divine path Great Wall, suppressing the passage for entry and exit, giving a sense of "one hall guarding the pass, ten thousand evils dare not open it."

Mo Hua looked at it and felt a sense of awe in his heart.

He hesitated repeatedly but still slowly stepped into the divine hall.

The moment his foot stepped into the divine hall, a strong wind hit his face, divine light stung his eyes, and endless majesty was added to his body.

Mo Hua looked up and saw a huge golden lantern suspended on the edge of the sky.

He blinked and found that this lantern also flashed several times, revealing golden jade light from deep within, seemingly also "blinking."

Mo Hua immediately understood that this was not a lantern, but a "big eye."

Just at this moment, a whistling sound rang out. A huge golden head turned around, and two lantern-like big eyes looked down from above, glaring at the small Mo Hua.

One person and one beast just glared at each other with big eyes.

Before Mo Hua could react, this big head grinned, opening its blood-basin mouth. With thunderous momentum, it bit down with a "wah" sound, swallowing Mo Hua in one gulp.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, it found that it couldn't chew him. It still felt a bit "toothy," so it was too lazy to chew again and simply swallowed him directly.

After swallowing him, the "big head" closed its big mouth and then narrowed its eyes again, lying down on the ground.

Inside the divine hall, it instantly became quiet again.

But before this "big head" could be quiet for long, it felt a foreign object in its throat, crawling up along its neck little by little. It quickly crawled into its mouth and began to pull at its tongue and teeth.

The "big head" was a little uncomfortable and bit down hard.

But the small thing inside its mouth was even more violent, even accompanied by fire burning, water freezing, golden light chopping, and various burning and stabbing pains, which were truly difficult to endure.

Soon, the pain spread to its tooth roots.

One of its teeth was missing, and that small thing happened to drill into the gap, chopping at its gums with a sword.

Toothache made it want to die.

The "big head" finally couldn't bear it, grimaced, and sneezed, spitting out the thing it had just swallowed.

The force of this was extremely strong. Mo Hua bounced several times on the ground like a small ball before stopping.

Fortunately, his divine sense "flesh body" was extremely tough. It couldn't be chewed through, nor would it be injured by falling.

Otherwise, he would either be chewed to pieces by this big head or shattered by this spit.

Mo Hua stood up, fully urged his divine marrow, his whole body radiating dazzling golden light, and finally sized up the "big head" in front of him.

This was a golden jade-colored divine beast.

It had two dragon horns on its head, eyes like golden bells, and a body like a fierce lion. Its fur was jade white, mixed with golden patterns. It had four feet and three toes,

its feet covered with golden scales, and its toes were golden claws.

Its aura was both ferocious and sacred and solemn.

Mo Hua instantly knew its name:

Pixiu.

The "divine beast" used to seal gods and expel evil within the Great Arid Holy Object.

According to Mr. Tu, this Great Arid Holy Object was refined using a tooth of the divine beast Pixiu as a medium, assisted by divine path arrays and secret methods of the Great Arid clan by a senior expert of the Great Arid clan back then.

But Mo Hua did not expect that there was actually a living divine beast "Pixiu" hidden inside this Holy Object.

"No, that's not right... Not alive...

This should be a... divine beast Pixiu's divine soul.

Mo Hua's gaze narrowed slightly.

No wonder this white bone head hoop could be called the "Great Arid Holy Object" and could counterbalance the evil god—

What was sealed inside might be a complete, ancient, and powerful divine beast soul.

Not to mention in the Great Arid, even in the Central Dao Court, this would probably be a rare divine path supreme treasure.

Mr. Tu actually used this kind of thing to "seal" himself?

Was something wrong with his head?

"Or perhaps... Mr. Tu himself didn't know about this 'Pixiu' divine soul—"

Mo Hua frowned.

However, saying it was a "complete" divine beast soul didn't seem quite right either. This Pixiu seemed to be missing a tooth.

This was what Mo Hua discovered when he was swallowed into the Pixiu's mouth just now.

The Pixiu had four large fangs. In addition, there was still a row of smaller teeth in both its upper and lower tooth sockets.

It was missing the last tooth in its upper tooth socket.

Mo Hua couldn't help but raise his head, sizing up the Pixiu's big head, wanting to see if it was missing a tooth.

And his behavior also provoked the Pixiu.

He didn't know if it was because he hadn't "eaten" Mo Hua, so this Pixiu's face was damaged.

Or because "missing a tooth" was a pain in its heart, and now Mo Hua was staring at its missing tooth, which made the Pixiu very annoyed.

The Pixiu roared, carrying surging divine might. Its big head immediately bit down towards Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua only felt a surge of majestic aura pressing down on him, making him dare not resist. Knowing that this was the pressure of a "divine beast,"

he immediately activated his divine marrow, and with his Dao-ized divine body, he melted away this aura, then a flash of water light, turning into several shadows, disappearing from sight.

The Pixiu bit into emptiness, raised its copper bell-like big eyes to look, saw the water light filling the area, and Mo Hua appearing several zhang away. It immediately let out a low roar, shook its big head, opened its blood-basin mouth, and rushed towards Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua also didn't want to sit and wait to die.

His gaze condensed. He made a virtual grasp with his palm, manifesting the Leaving Mountain Fire Burial Array. As mountains rose and ground fire boiled, he directly covered the Pixiu.

The Pixiu was shocked, seemingly finding it inconceivable that this small thing in front of it could actually manifest an array.

The Leaving Mountain Fire Burial Array manifested.

Mountain stones turned into prison cages, binding the Pixiu. Blazing fire burned its fur.

But the mountain stone prison cage was instantly broken free by the Pixiu. The blazing fire burning was also like taking a bath; it couldn't injure it in the slightest.

The Pixiu shook its body, its gaze carrying a bit of contempt, seemingly mocking Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's face turned cold, his gaze condensed, and he made a virtual grasp with his palm. A sword array manifested, immediately turning into a divine sense sword,

and he chopped with force.

Sword energy split the mountain, five-element power flowed, and it suddenly chopped down on the Pixiu's body.

But this sword still did not injure the Pixiu. Not even half a strand of its fur was broken.

Mo Hua's face changed.

Is this a divine beast?

What grade is it exactly? How is it so strong?

With this kind of strength, even if he used the final style of the Too Void Divine Sense Chop God Sword, he would probably only injure its "flesh" a little at most.

The Pixiu seemed to sense Mo Hua's thoughts, and also sensed that hint of threat on Mo Hua's sword edge.

This small thing in front of it actually wanted to injure it.

It seemed it could really injure it?

The Pixiu was immediately shocked and angry. It raised its head and roared. Majestic golden light shot out from its pupils. Its whole body's fur shone. Ancient patterns emerged one by one, like the laws of the Great Dao, woven into golden clothes, put on the Pixiu's body.

Above the dragon horns, light shone brightly, revealing a supreme majesty.

And its lantern-like eye pupils were also shining brilliantly, like the fierce sun, able to burn yin evil and shock all evil cultists in the world.

A surge of divine beast power instantly spread open, covering the entire field.

Mo Hua was suppressed by the divine beast's power and couldn't move at all.

Under the gaze of the two grand eye pupils like fierce suns, Mo Hua only felt a sacred, primitive power penetrating his divine soul, placing his spirit under the fierce sun to burn and roast.

This power ignored realm, ignored grade, and did not distinguish between noble and humble; it only distinguished between good and evil, and only judged right and wrong.

"This... divine beast law power?"

Mo Hua's expression was shocked. He only felt the Pixiu's "trial" power becoming stronger and stronger. Blazing power flowed throughout his body, shining through his divine soul, making him feel—

Hot, hot, warm, warm...

At first, it was a little hot and uncomfortable, but after a period of time, it was just warm and a little comfortable.

The Pixiu's law power was like a "sunlight bath."

Mo Hua couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

He was not a demon cultivator, nor was he evil.

Although his hands were stained with human life, the people he killed were all people whose bodies were entwined with sin.

His Dao heart was pure, with a child's heart.

He comprehended the heavenly dao and benefited all living beings.

Along the way, he eliminated demons and monsters and widely deployed arrays, saving not a few people.

Although Mo Hua didn't really remember these things in his heart, they were all vaguely considered merits of the heavenly dao, shaping his karma.

Therefore, although the Pixiu's "town evil" power was strong and was a certain innate law power, fundamentally, it couldn't do much to Mo Hua.

Although Mo Hua's divine sense power couldn't injure a single hair of the Pixiu.

This Pixiu's town evil power also only gave Mo Hua a "sunlight bath."

The Pixiu was shocked at first, then felt dull and tasteless.

It couldn't catch him, it couldn't swallow him, it couldn't swallow him. It wasted so much effort, activating its innate power, and still couldn't do anything.

Not a demon, not an evil spirit, not even a single "evil act."

The Pixiu then lay back down and was naturally too lazy to bother with Mo Hua.

The divine beast's majesty dissipated, the law was withdrawn, and the town evil power retreated. That warm feeling also disappeared. Mo Hua felt a little regret in his heart; it was still not enough.

However, it was a good thing that this large-headed Pixiu didn't fight against him.

Mo Hua also didn't want to really kill this Pixiu.

Of course, even if he wanted to kill it, he couldn't.

This Pixiu simply couldn't be judged by grade. Its strength was terrifyingly strong, and it still controlled the town evil law power.

Even if he cultivated for another few dozen or hundred years, he wouldn't necessarily be able to do anything to it.

The urgent matter at hand was not to get entangled with this Pixiu, but to find a way out as soon as possible and leave this sealed place.

Mo Hua began to search for an exit along the divine hall.

Without the Pixiu interfering, Mo Hua quickly found the exit of the divine hall, which was also the exit of the Holy Object's seal.

But his face was a little displeased.

Because the exit was blocked.

The Pixiu's big buttocks completely blocked the exit.

Mo Hua could only run to the Pixiu's face and ask politely:

"Excuse me, could you please move?"

But the Pixiu completely ignored him, just shaking its big head, occasionally licking its recovering tooth, looking very bored.

Mo Hua had no choice but to secretly slip behind the Pixiu's buttocks, quietly manifest the Open Mountain Sword, and stab the Pixiu's buttocks.

The Pixiu was angry and let out a low roar at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's stab didn't hurt it, and it didn't care too much, but its body didn't move an inch.

Mo Hua sighed, feeling a bit helpless.

If they really fought, he really couldn't defeat this divine beast.

Finding an opportunity to slip out was also unlikely.

Moreover...

Mo Hua frowned, pondering in his heart. He even borrowed the Heavenly Mechanism to deduce it, and only then did he realize that this might be the "Pixiu's" habit?

Pixiu loves wealth, only taking in and not letting out.

If it came to suppress cultists, it was impossible for any evil to escape from its mouth.

Even if he wasn't an evil cultist, it wouldn't let him leave.

Because this was the Pixiu's "nature," the "law" it carried.

That is to say, from the moment he stepped into the divine hall, this Pixiu simply would not let him out.

Mo Hua sighed, sighing in his heart.

He had underestimated this "Great Arid Holy Object" before.

With such a powerful Pixiu guarding it, not to mention the suppression of law power that couldn't be reasoned with.

No wonder it could be called a "holy" object.

Since the hard way wouldn't work, he could only try the soft way.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he ran to the Pixiu's fierce big head and asked it:

"Aren't you hungry?"

"If you let me out, I'll find you something good to eat."

The Pixiu ignored Mo Hua.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said again: "You stay here all day, don't you feel bored? There are no evil cultists for you to suppress—"

The Pixiu looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua quickly shook his head, "I'm not an evil cultist either. Suppressing me doesn't mean anything."

The Pixiu frowned, seeming to feel that what Mo Hua said made sense.

Mo Hua took the opportunity to persuade: "If you let me out, I promise you, when I have time, I will definitely catch a powerful evil cultist and bring them in for you to suppress."

The Pixiu looked at Mo Hua again, seemingly asking him, "Really?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Truly."

The Pixiu stared at Mo Hua. Its big head seemed to be thinking about something.

But it was a divine beast after all. Its thinking was slow. It couldn't compare to Mo Hua, who was half human and half god and as shrewd as a ghost.

Mo Hua saw its expression change and then held up two fingers, "Two! I promise you, I will catch two big evil cultists for you when the time comes."

The Pixiu's eyes immediately lit up.

Suppressing cultists was its nature, but the Great Arid Holy Object had been sealed for many years, and it had not fulfilled its "duty" for a very, very long time.

The Pixiu's big head began to turn again.

Logically speaking, its nature was indeed "stingy." It wouldn't let anyone who entered its territory leave.

But letting out one small thing could exchange for two big evil cultists.

Exchanging one for two was definitely a "gain."

The premise was that this small thing would really keep its promise.

The Pixiu glared its big eyes, glancing at Mo Hua, and saw Mo Hua's clear gaze.

The town evil power just now didn't hurt Mo Hua, which also proved Mo Hua's "upright and incorruptible" nature.

The Pixiu then stretched out its nose and sniffed Mo Hua's breath. With this sniff, the Pixiu's pupils lit up, actually sniffing out the breath of a similar kind.

The breath of a dragon soul—

And the breath of a "big white dog."

The Pixiu's copper bell-like big eyes suddenly flashed, showing an intimate expression, and its attitude immediately became much more intimate.

Mo Hua's eyes also lit up, knowing that it trusted him.

Before he could say anything, the Pixiu suddenly bowed its head, lowered its big head, then stretched out its claw covered with golden scales, pointed to its forehead, and then looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was stunned for a long time before he understood the Pixiu's meaning.

He walked forward and used his forehead to touch the Pixiu's big head.

One person and one divine beast's foreheads touched each other, and a streak of golden light instantly bloomed.

A "contract" character flowed from between the Pixiu's brows and connected to Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.

This contract also turned into golden light and was carved on Mo Hua's forehead.

Golden light shone, and the oath was cast.

A horn slowly grew on Mo Hua's forehead.

This horn was a pure golden dragon horn that condensed law power, and it was also the divine beast "Pixiu's" town evil horn.