Chapter 1093: Great Wilderness Bone Slip

His consciousness was dim and sunken, clearly awake, but still so tired it wasn't right. His sea of consciousness felt heavy as a thousand *jun*, as if burdened by too many grievances and debts. Moreover, in front of him, everything was hazy. Looking at anything, it was half black and half white. It was as if heaven and earth had lost all color, returning to their most original hues, black and white intertwined, both making people feel all things were deathly silent, and making people feel the great *dao* returning to one.

Mo Hua blinked his eyes forcefully again. The black and white colors of heaven and earth and myriad things slightly faded, revealing a little more color, but they didn't thoroughly dissipate. The half black, half white ethereal shadows still lingered at the edge of his vision. This black and white vision seemed to have merged with his pupils, becoming one body.

Mo Hua frowned, blinked his eyes again, and when he reopened them, he saw the white-haired, gray-robed, serious-faced, worried-eyed Elder Xun. Mo Hua was startled, "Elder Xun..." He just wanted to get up, but was pressed down by an old but warm palm, "Don't move."

Elder Xun withdrew his hand, touched Mo Hua's forehead, then checked Mo Hua's pulse again, sensing the strength and weakness of Mo Hua's meridians, the surplus and deficit of his blood energy, and the flow of his spiritual power. Finally, he pinched Mo Hua's chin and examined Mo Hua's pupils from side to side. Seeing that the black and white colors in Mo Hua's pupils gradually faded, with no baleful *qi* remaining, and no contamination from evil *qi*, corpse *qi*, or blood *qi*, he was finally relieved.

"Can you see things clearly?"

"I can see clearly," Mo Hua nodded, speaking truthfully, "but it's still a little fuzzy, with a bit of a black and white edge."

"Meridian spiritual power?"

Mo Hua circulated it a bit and said, "There should be no problem."

"Do you feel tired?"

"Uh," Mo Hua nodded, "I feel a heavy burden on my shoulders, as if something is pressing me down, not letting me breathe..."

Elder Xun sighed slightly. Such heavy killing karma, yet he only felt "heavy," this life's destiny could no longer be described by a single word "hard."

"You..." Elder Xun paused slightly, and finally asked directly, "Did you want to kill people?"

"Kill people?" Mo Hua was stunned, somewhat not understanding, "Why would I want to kill people?"

Elder Xun didn't know where to start, and sighed, "It's good you don't want to kill people." Elder Xun stared at Mo Hua's eyes again for a while, confirmed that Mo Hua's eyes were clear and sincere, and he wasn't lying to himself, then felt relieved.

Mo Hua was still somewhat puzzled, "Elder Xun, what exactly happened to me?"

Elder Xun silently looked at Mo Hua and asked softly, "Do you know what you did?"

"I..." Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, feeling that it was better to tell Elder Xun the truth about this matter. After all, Elder Xun treated him extremely well. Concealing some matters was truly forced, and he also found it difficult to speak openly. But the matter of the blood sacrifice great formation could probably still be told; he was saving people, not doing bad things, and there was no need to conceal it from Elder Xun. Moreover, this matter was too big for him to bear alone. Telling Elder Xun honestly, Elder Xun could still cover for him.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then told Elder Xun everything he had done. He broke the evil path great formation of Yan Luo Mountain to save his fellow disciples and other *Qian Xue* heavenly talents. Later, to save Yu'er, he pretended to cooperate with Mister Tu, seeking survival among various demon leaders, finally successfully rescuing Yu'er, and incidentally blew up the blood sacrifice great formation, also incidentally killing all the demon leaders in the great formation.

Elder Xun sighed, feeling as if he were listening to a storyteller recount something fantastical. Although shocked many times, he was now numb. No matter what shocking and outrageous things Mo Hua did, he could now gradually accept them. As for some details, Mo Hua certainly had omissions, and Elder Xun didn't plan to ask in detail. It was enough to have a general idea; sometimes knowing too much wasn't necessarily a good thing. Especially concerning matters on Mo Hua's body.

"I know," Elder Xun nodded, "This matter ends here, you cannot mention it to a second person, you must remember..." Elder Xun looked deeply at Mo Hua and said slowly: "Yu'er's matter, you only saved his 'flesh body' by chance, what happened in the nightmare, you don't know."

"The self-destruction of the blood sacrifice great formation has nothing to do with you."

"The deaths of those demon cultivators are their deserved punishment, also unrelated to you."

"No matter what happens, you must insist on one sentence, 'It has nothing to do with you'."

"Otherwise, with so many Golden Core and even Feather Ascension demon leaders dead, not only Blood Refining Gate, Xuan Mo Sect, Yin Corpse Valley, Demon Sword Gate, He Huan Sect... these demon path sects, will view you as their 'blood enemy', and will not rest until you are dead."

"Even the various sects and families of Qian Xue will covet you, see you as a thorn in their side, plot against you in every way, try to break open your bones and skull, and research your sea of consciousness..."

"Your enemies will spread throughout the righteous and evil paths. At that time, no matter what you do, every step will be difficult, and every step will be a killing machine."

"These words, you must remember!"

Elder Xun's expression was extremely serious. Mo Hua also understood the benefits and harms from this, and nodded seriously, "Yes, Elder, I've remembered everything."

Seeing the situation, the serious look on Elder Xun's face dissipated, and his gaze also became gentle again, saying softly: "Good, forget all this, and properly rest and recuperate. During this period, just stay in this back mountain, don't go anywhere."

"Other matters, I will handle."

Mo Hua said gratefully, "Many thanks, Elder."

Elder Xun waved his hand, looked at Mo Hua kindly, and advised him kindly: "You have suffered injuries from karma, your mind is heavily burdened, do not arbitrarily move your divine sense, and don't overthink too much. Just sleep more if nothing else."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, and indeed felt his consciousness was dim and his energy insufficient, so he closed his eyes again and slowly fell asleep.

Elder Xun waited for Mo Hua to sleep without abnormality before getting up and leaving. After leaving, Elder Xun called an inner disciple and instructed: "Pass my order to the sect master, open the three mountains dao meeting, there are matters to discuss."

"Yes, Old Ancestor." That inner disciple took the order and left. Elder Xun turned his head and looked at Mo Hua again, murmuring in his heart, "This is just Foundation Building, and he's already causing such a stir. If he reaches Golden Core, and causes more trouble, I, this old ancestor, may not necessarily be able to cover for him..."

After several days, Elder Xun was busy opening the sect meeting, ordering the sect up and down, and operating in various ways to handle the aftermath of "silencing" for Mo Hua. To the greatest extent possible, he reduced Mo Hua's causal link with the *Huang Tian* blood sacrifice disaster. He tried to let Mo Hua "hide himself" from this matter, to avoid attracting the bloody revenge of the demon path and the ulterior motives of other forces.

Among the informed people of Tai Xu Gate, no matter how much inside information they knew, they were all thoroughly "silenced." Of course, the true "silencing" was done by Mo Hua himself. More precisely, what he did was called "extermination" - he killed all the demon cultivators who had personally seen him, knew what he had done, and what formations he had drawn. Even the four Feather Ascensions, including Mister Tu, did not escape. Truly, truly, they died cleanly.

Apart from him, no one else truly knew what he had done inside the blood sacrifice great formation. Therefore, this also made Elder Xun's "silencing" arrangements much more convenient. Everything was very smooth. And no one would really attribute the destruction of the quasi-third grade *Huang Tian* blood sacrifice great formation to Mo Hua, a small Foundation Building disciple. After all, he was just in Foundation Building. Even if his consciousness was high and his formations were strong, even if he was the chief of array dao in the Qian Xue state boundary. But all these abilities, all these halos, added together, were truly not worth mentioning in the face of the huge evil path blood sacrifice great formation that consumed the heart's blood of the demon path and connected nine states.

Someone indeed suspected Mo Hua. Suspected that Mo Hua was the mastermind behind the collapse of the blood sacrifice great formation, or at least an important participant. But this suspicion, even the suspect himself, felt a bit absurd and ridiculous. That was a quasi-third grade evil path great formation. Even if Mo Hua was monstrous, he was just a Foundation Building realm sect disciple. What virtue and what ability could he have to destroy a quasi-third grade great formation? This statement was undoubtedly gilding Mo Hua's face and undoubtedly adding merit to Tai Xu Gate. This violated the interests of most sects. Therefore, the guess that Mo Hua blew up the blood sacrifice great formation ended without incident, and soon no one mentioned it again.

But another type of rumor spread very widely. "It is said... Mo Hua fell into the blood sacrifice great formation, has already converted to the demon path, not only cultivated demon arts, ate human flesh, drank human blood, but also drew evil formations with human blood and human skin."

"A large part of the blood sacrifice great formation that revived the evil god was from the hand of Mo Hua, this chief of array dao in Qian Xue."

This rumor was actually not purely a rumor. At least half of it was right. But Elder Xun definitely could not admit it, and Tai Xu Gate also had a firm attitude, uniformly responding: "Absurd!" "Ridiculous!" "Fabricated!" "Slander!"

Some people then asked Mo Hua to come out and clarify, let him prove that he had not cultivated demon arts, had not eaten human flesh, drank human blood, or drawn evil formations. After all, this matter could not be concealed from people. Once one goes astray, stained with bloody and evil methods, it is very easy to be detected as abnormal. Even if there is no problem, sometimes problems can be found. Elder Xun had lived for who knows how many years, how could he not understand this matter, naturally it was impossible to heed these words, he would only hide Mo Hua tightly, not revealing a single sound or clue to the outside. If others asked, they would just say that Mo Hua was in cultivation, in closed-door training, or learning formations. If high-level officials from some sects or families questioned him, Elder Xun would sink his face and say coldly:

"What, you want to insult my Tai Xu Gate's reputation?"

"My Tai Xu Gate's disciples are upright or not, how could I not know?"

"My Tai Xu Gate's chief of array dao, is someone you can inspect as you please? Forgive this old man's impoliteness, what are you?"

Elder Xun was of high virtue and prestige. In Mo Hua's eyes, he was a kind and respectable elder, but in the eyes of others, he was a deep and unfathomable "old monster." When he put on a stern face, no one truly dared to step on his nose and face, or touch Elder Xun's taboo. But a tree wants quiet, but the wind does not stop. Although these various doubting voices were temporarily suppressed by Elder Xun, they were still spreading in various places behind the scenes, very noisy. Mo Hua was completely unaware of this. All the malice of human hearts, all the rumors, were isolated by Elder Xun outside the Tai Xu mountain gate.

Mo Hua stayed in the back mountain alone to recuperate, with clothes coming to his hands and food coming to his mouth, living a peaceful and good life. All outsiders, including even people from Tai Xu Gate, were not allowed to visit Mo Hua. The only exception was True Person Si Tu. As the great elder of Xuan Ji Valley, True Person Si Tu was also considered an "informed person." When Mo Hua's body was slightly better, True Person Si Tu personally came to visit, and the two of them drank tea together in the small courtyard. The two, one old and one young, one Feather Ascension and one Foundation Building, one great elder of Xuan Ji Valley and one small disciple of Tai Xu Gate, sat together drinking tea, actually drinking with the feeling of "old friends reuniting," the atmosphere quiet and harmonious.

True Person Si Tu held the teacup, and looked at Mo Hua with the corner of his eye, sighing in his heart. He had not thought that the small child in Li State City that year, in the blink of an eye, had actually grown to this extent. Chief of array dao, unmatched in divine sense. Transforming a sword to chop a god, swallowing an evil fetus alive. Every time he thought about it, True Person Si Tu would shiver in his heart, and at the same time, he was very puzzled. In just ten years, what exactly had this child experienced? Where exactly did he learn these incredible abilities? True Person Si Tu wanted to ask Mo Hua very much, but he managed to endure it and didn't open his mouth. Illness comes from the mouth, disaster comes from the mouth. Once you open your mouth, you will reveal heaven's secrets.

And Mo Hua, in fact, also had a question that he really wanted to ask True Person Si Tu. He endured and endured, and in the end, he couldn't hold back, so he said softly: "Senior Si Tu, my master..." True Person Si Tu immediately pressed Mo Hua's arm, pursing his mouth, and shook his head with a serious expression. This karma was even greater than that on Mo Hua's body, involving even more. Who knows how many old monsters were sniffing this bloody smell in the dark, eyeing it covetously. Although on the surface, that person's life force had been cut off, and the return to ruins and heaven burial had fallen into the hands of the strange dao person. But behind the scenes, whether anyone was still spying was also unknown, so one had to be careful and cautious.

Seeing Mo Hua's gaze dim and his expression lonely, True Person Si Tu felt a pang of pity, and then sighed: "Whether you ask or not, it won't help matters."

"Some matters, knowing in advance is not necessarily a good thing."

"As you are now, although..." True Person Si Tu was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "Although your ability is not bad, in the face of such great karma of true immortals and heaven, you are still too weak. You have not yet reached the stage where you can truly sit on the chessboard and play chess with the countless righteous and demon great powers, both in the open and in the dark, from ancient times to the present."

"Your most important task now is to properly cultivate, raise your cultivation, wait until your realm is high enough, and you truly have the ability to control the overall situation and reverse karma, then you can act."

"Do not act rashly..." True Person Si Tu's tone was somewhat serious, "If your own ability is insufficient, but you are greedy for merit and rush forward, delusionally trying to change the situation, this is very foolish. Acting without planning, preparation not tight, at best you will become someone else's puppet, at worst your body will die and your dao will vanish, with no hope of the great dao, and you will not be able to do what you want to do in this life..."

"Cultivation is not a one-day effort. To achieve great things, what is needed more is a firm dao heart and persistent effort."

Mo Hua was startled, then his gaze became clear, all impatience gone, and he nodded seriously. Seeing the situation, True Person Si Tu felt comforted in his heart, and also sighed. Ordinary people who heard his words would only feel that he was speaking great truths, flowery but not substantial, and would sneer at it. But only truly broad-minded people could understand the world's true great truths and put them into practice. This understanding of pattern and dao heart was rare in the world. Perhaps, only such people could bear the fate of heaven and earth, and suppress the extremely ominous karma of dao evil and evil fetus with their own life fate...

True Person Si Tu sighed in his heart, and then slightly frowned, sighing in his heart: "I only hope he doesn't walk the wrong path..." After that, the two of them drank tea again, chatted about some trivial matters, Mo Hua asked some knowledge about heaven's secrets and karma, and when it was getting late, True Person Si Tu got up and left.

"I won't disturb you, rest well."

"Yes, Senior Si Tu, walk slowly."

After sending off True Person Si Tu, Mo Hua also felt somewhat tired, and his head was indeed a little heavy and muddled, so he went back to bed to lie down. But after lying down for a while, he couldn't sleep. He wanted to sleep standing up, but couldn't sleep lying down.

Mo Hua then opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling, his mind repeatedly recalling True Person Si Tu's words, and his heart hung: What is my master doing now... Ten years have passed, can the *Qian Kun* Clear Light Lamp still determine the master's birth and death karma? It shouldn't be bad... Little senior sister's mother, that is my martial aunt, will she take good care of master?... Mo Hua thought and thought, his mind became a little chaotic, then he shook his head, discarding distracting thoughts, and sinking his heart: "True Person Si Tu is right, matters beyond my ability and beyond my control, thinking too much is meaningless."

"It's better to calm down and meticulously and steadily do what I can do." What he needed and could do now were only two things: one was to become strong. The second was to become even stronger. This was also the meaning of the Qian Xue dao, the significance of cultivation and learning. Heaven is in motion, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement without rest. Living in the world, one must constantly become strong, only in this way can one sense the heavenly dao and strive for self-improvement without rest. Mo Hua's spirit vibrated, and his pupils became more and more clear and dazzling. "I couldn't save master because I was still not strong enough." "As long as I am strong enough, I can definitely save master!" "I am now in Foundation Building, the next step is to form a core, and if I want to form a core..." Thinking here, Mo Hua wiped between his thumb and index finger and took out a bone fragment from his storage ring. This was exactly the great wilderness bone fragment he had dug out from the head of the human-faced sheep-horned white bone evil god statue that Mister Tu had enshrined. To be precise, this should be a "bone slip" almost like a jade slip. And within this bone slip, there should be a formation that was extremely important to him. Before, the situation was urgent, and Mo Hua didn't have time to look at it. Later, because his killing karma was too deep, bearing a heavy burden he shouldn't have borne in his life's fate, he was always resting in bed, and had no leisure to think about other things. At this time, he only took out this bone slip and prepared to properly research it.

Mo Hua first checked the bone slip and found that although it was made of bone, it should not be human bone, and there was no evil breath inside, which relieved him. He put the bone slip on his forehead, sensed it for a moment, and Mo Hua's expression was startled, his face showing surprise: "Can't understand?" "What's written on this is... great wilderness ancient text?"

The great wilderness generally refers to the barbaric wild land south of Li State, where the customs are vastly different from the nine states of the Dao Court, and the history is long, with unique cultivation inheritance, and naturally some ancient texts passed down from the old generation. Generally, recorded inheritances would definitely not use these ancient texts. And what could be recorded with ancient texts was absolutely not simple. Mo Hua looked at the great wilderness ancient text on the bone slip, and slowly frowned. "What should I do if I can't understand it?" "Could it be... I have to learn it now?"