Chapter 649: The Disappearing Demon Cultivator

"What can I use this Demon Hall in my hand for?"

For a time, numerous thoughts ran through Ink Painting's mind, and various bad ideas all popped up...

It was still Gu Changhuai who interrupted him and said:

"Do you know where Fire Buddha is?"

Oh right, Fire Buddha is more important...

Ink Painting immediately concentrated his spirit, controlled the Yuan Magnetic Array Disk, and through the Spirit Vision Central Hub, took in all the movements of the entire Demon Hall.

But as he watched, Ink Painting's eyebrows still furrowed.

"No..."

Gu Changhuai was also startled, "How could not?"

"We might not be able to lure him out, even if we do, within a short time, assassination or forced killing, are both not very likely..."

Gu An and Gu Quan also frowned tightly.

"More than four hundred..."

"And among them, those with rich experience and who can fight with demon cultivators, are estimated to be just over a hundred..."

The Dao Court Division is redundant and disorganized, with people floating through matters, and the composition of cultivators is also complex.

Ink Painting then asked: "Uncle Gu, on the Dao Court Division's side, how many people can be mobilized?"

Gu Changhuai thought for a bit, shook his head, and said:

"Fire Buddha is not an array master. General array masters are weak in body, not good at killing, and relatively easy to kill..."

"Not talking about you..."

Cannot not rely on, and cannot rely too much...

Once evil cultivators become a force, gather crowds to cause chaos, and hide in low-grade states, under the rules of the Heaven Dao, it is indeed very tricky.

"Mm."

Fire Buddha should just be hiding in the inner hall, and the core secrets of this Demon Hall are probably also hidden within the inner hall.

Gu Changhuai's gaze sank slightly.

"Or, should we still go back and call people, and we inside respond and cooperate outside, to surround and attack together?" Gu An softly suggested.

And some, without profit, won't act early, only wanting to fish for oil and water.

Moreover, even if they could escape, there would definitely still be people who would leave their lives in this Demon Hall...

Gu Changhuai spoke halfway and involuntarily looked to the side, seeing Ink Painting's unhappy face beside him, then said helplessly:

Ink Painting didn't know Gu Changhuai's inner thoughts, but he just felt that the words weren't good, nor were they bad, so he reluctantly nodded.

"Once we make a mistake, and are surrounded by the numerous demon cultivators inside this Demon Hall, then we won't even be able to fly away..."

"Inside the Demon Hall, how many demon cultivators are there in total?"

"Inner hall..."

Ink Painting thought for a bit and said: "According to the quantity transmitted by the duplicate array, there are roughly more than four hundred..."

Gu Changhuai's face was solemn.

Ink Painting probably understood in his heart.

Gu An and Gu Quan looked at each other, both shaking their heads, and then all three looked towards Ink Painting.

It is estimated that there will still be several internal ghosts...

Most likely just getting by day by day.

Inner hall is completely sealed again.

Gu Quan said again: "Or, should we find a way to lure Fire Buddha out, and then surround and kill him?"

"This is a grade two state, and I cannot use Gold Dan power, only have Foundation Building peak cultivation."

Ink Painting said: "This Yuan Magnetic Central Hub was originally connected to the outer hall, middle hall, and inner hall, but the inner hall seems to have another machine secret, it has been isolated, it's a piece of fog, and I don't know what's being done inside..."

The entire Dao Court Division is a bit like a mixture of clear water, silt, dead fish, and poisonous tumors.

Although Ink Painting is also an array master, his flesh body is also weak, but he is cunning and has too many bad tricks up his sleeve, so ordinary people really can't secretly plot against him.

Gu Changhuai's gaze was solemn, and he sighed: "Within a short time, those who can be mobilized and are reliable, are probably just over three hundred..."

Although they have righteous nature and eliminate evil cultivators, they are, after all, in the minority.

"If an executive officer, can adjust eight hundred, but..."

Gu Changhuai shook his head and continued:

"...Fire Buddha is different, his nature is suspicious, he is proficient in fire methods, and kills people like hemp..."

Gu Changhuai's gaze gradually turned cold.

People like Uncle Gu, and Gu An and Gu Quan, are probably also few in number.

Gu Changhuai frowned and then asked:

Ink Painting also frowned a bit, feeling somewhat anxious.

Unknowingly, two days had already passed.

He could already vaguely see Fire Buddha's figure, but there was a layer of barrier between them, preventing him from grasping it, and he could only be anxious.

Ink Painting thought for a bit, then his face suddenly turned cold, and he simply said:

"Then let's start killing..."

Gu Changhuai and the other two were startled when they heard this.

"Start killing?"

"Mm!" Ink Painting nodded, "We several people inside, first clear the peripheral miscellaneous soldiers, then call people in, trap the inner hall, fight the few with the many, strong attack the inner hall, and surround and kill Fire Buddha!"

"Lonely Peak Demon Cave, Heaven Outside Cave Heaven."

"The advantage is that it is isolated from the world, the interior is closed, dense and does not leak, easy to guard and difficult to attack, outsiders cannot enter, and cannot spy on the secrets here."

"The disadvantage is, once discovered and surrounded and killed, you will be trapped and very difficult to escape..."

Gu Changhuai thought slightly and also nodded slightly:

"This way is also okay..."

"The Demon Hall's defense is strict, a frontal attack will definitely be difficult."

"Even with us several people inside responding and cooperating outside, the casualties will also be very heavy..."

"So we need to first weaken it from within..."

"Kill off the middle and peripheral demon cultivators, and after that, mobilize the Dao Court Division executive officers, and attack and surround the inner hall..."

"This way, the situation is reversed, and the one being surrounded is Fire Buddha."

The Dao Court Division fighting the few with the many, even if their hearts are a bit mixed and there are more idlers, should still be fine.

"But..." Gu Changhuai glanced at Ink Painting, his eyes showing worry, "This is also not easy to kill."

Several tens or so are no problem, but hundreds of Foundation Building demon cultivators are just very tricky.

"Rest assured." Ink Painting pointed behind him at the array disk and said:

"I will use this set of Yuan Magnetic Spirit Vision Duplicate Array to guide you all..."

"This set of Yuan Magnetic Spirit Vision Duplicate Array, now controlled by me, has become an 'internal ghost', and the demon cultivators inside the Demon Hall are all 'blind'."

"We can quietly, one by one, assassinate them all!"

"And guarantee not to be discovered..."

Ink Painting looked very confident.

Gu Changhuai's heart was suddenly shocked when he heard this:

Without alarming the enemies, assassinate all the outer hall demon cultivators...

He is a Gold Dan, even if the Heaven Dao suppresses him, assassinating a batch of Foundation Building cultivators, and killing several, is indeed no problem.

But the premise is that he cannot be detected...

The most crucial thing here is still the array.

Now, the most core Spirit Vision Duplicate Array monitoring the entire Bi Mountain Demon Cave has "rebelled"...

The enemies' most important array has become an "internal ghost".

Turning another's array for one's own use, using the enemy's knife, and stabbing it into the enemy's heart.

Array masters are indeed... too terrifying...

Or...

Gu Changhuai silently looked at Ink Painting.

Some array masters are too terrifying...

Ink Painting's eyes then lit up.

He quickly went over the entire plan again in his mind:

First, through the Spirit Vision Duplicate Array, "remote control" Uncle Gu and the other two, assassinate all the demon cultivators in the middle hall and outer hall, and remove the alert points.

Then, let Uncle Gu call people to come and wrap them up together, surrounding the inner hall.

Dao Court Division executive officers, even if they "muddle" again, fighting the few with the many, wrapping them up, should still be no problem.

After that...

After that, act according to the situation...

Ink Painting said silently in his heart.

Anyway, inside the inner hall, exactly what is there, the Spirit Vision Duplicate Array does not display it, and he is also completely in the dark right now.

First surround the inner hall and force Fire Buddha out.

Everything was discussed and settled, and Ink Painting then straightened his small face and said seriously:

"The hunt begins..."

Gu Changhuai felt that these words were strange, but thinking that Ink Painting was always strange, he didn't take it to heart...

Thus, in the gloomy Demon Cave, within the strict Demon Hall.

A hunting began quietly and silently.

Ink Painting "sat in" the Spirit Vision Duplicate Array central hub and guided Gu Changhuai and the other two.

"Middle hall northwest corner, there is a bone statue, to the right, after about ten breaths, two demon cultivators will come..."

"Rest assured and kill, no one around..."

Ink Painting used the transmission order that Gu Changhuai gave him to transmit to them.

Afterward, Ink Painting just stared at the array disk.

After a while, in the Spirit Vision image of the Duplicate Array central hub, he saw two gray-black spiritual power images walking over from afar.

These are two demon cultivators.

The Spirit Vision array can only see faint spiritual power images.

So what Ink Painting saw was like two dirty "spiritual power little people".

These two dirty spiritual power little people walked to the corner without any awareness, and suddenly three vague human figures appeared beside them.

Because they were hidden, their spiritual power was a blurry mess, not easy to see clearly.

If Ink Painting hadn't known in advance, it would have been easy to overlook them.

Then Ink Painting just saw these three blurry spiritual power little people stab and overturn the two dirty spiritual power little people.

There were red shadows, seemingly blood flowing out.

Possibly also demon cultivators' evil power overflowing.

And white traces, like wind system spiritual power twisting and killing, should be Uncle Gu's doing.

He killed one person.

Gu An and Gu Quan seemed to be using knives, and the two of them joined hands, their spiritual arcs like a full moon, killing the other demon cultivator...

Ink Painting watched and, at the same time, in his mind, he filled in the scene and felt it was very fresh.

After the two demon cultivators were killed, their corpses were thrown into the rotten water below the Demon Hall.

This stream of rotten water seemed to have originally been like a "corpse abandonment river"...

Inside the sewage, and not knowing if it was silt or meat, it was mixed together, unbearably smelly, and still emitted green dirt.

Perhaps the demon cultivators used it to abandon corpses after killing people.

Now that they were killed, they were also abandoned inside, which could also be considered retribution.

"Two dead..."

Ink Painting continued to look at the array disk, and began to "call names" again, searching for the next "lucky" unlucky egg...

A moment later, Ink Painting found another demon cultivator.

"Continue walking forward..."

"Pass through the corridor, there is a pill refining room, hide in the corner of the wall there, after seven breaths, a lone demon cultivator will come..."

"Kill..."

"Good, next one..."

"This time it's two people and a dog..."

"Actions need to be fast, there is only one incense stick of time, otherwise the team of five demon cultivators behind will run into you..."

"Kill again..."

"Kill..."

Just like this, Ink Painting looked at the monitor and called names.

Under the hands of Gu Changhuai, the Gold Dan, and Gu An and Gu Quan, the two Foundation Building late stage cultivators.

Basically, whoever was named died, whoever was knifed died.

In the vast Demon Hall, demon cultivators quietly and silently "disappeared" one by one...

But no one had discovered it yet.

Ink Painting was covering it very well.

Gu Changhuai and the other two, after killing the demon cultivators and before throwing their corpses, would also pick off their storage bags.

Inside the storage bags, Ink Painting didn't want anything else.

Of course, even if he wanted it, Gu Changhuai wouldn't give it to him.

After killing off the demon cultivators, Gu Changhuai would only hand over the transmission orders, all engraved with skulls and in the same style, to Ink Painting.

These orders, the demon cultivators seemed to have given them a special name, calling them "Book Demon Orders".

"Transmission order is just transmission order, still Book Demon Order, flowery..."

Ink Painting muttered softly, somewhat displeased.

But these "Book Demon Orders", Ink Painting wanted to collect all of them properly.

Roughly all the demon cultivators in the entire Demon Hall have one such "Book Demon Order", and this Book Demon Order can be mutually transmitted.

But at the same time, all transmitted content will be monitored by the Yuan Magnetic Central Control Array Hub.

This was originally what the evil array master used to "monitor" the demon cultivators.

Now it just happened to be convenient for Ink Painting.

What Ink Painting wants to do now is first to monitor the demon cultivators' "chats" to see if there are any clues about Fire Buddha or other secrets of the Demon Hall.

Other secrets, Ink Painting hadn't heard yet.

But he finally knew the title of that dead evil array master.

Patrolling demon cultivators, when transmitting messages to the Central Control Array Hub through the Book Demon Order, called that dead evil array master "Yuan Master".

Yuan Master...

An array master proficient in Yuan Magnetic Arrays?

Is this his original surname, or did he change it later?

Ink Painting didn't understand too well.

But it didn't matter, the original Yuan Master was already dead, and the current Yuan Master was actually "Ink" Master.

Ink Painting pretended to be "Yuan Master" and issued orders to these patrolling demon cultivators.

And the demon cultivators were completely unaware.

Yuan Master was a moody evil array master, with a gloomy temperament, and these demon cultivators dared not question his words.

But another matter was just more troublesome.

The Book Demon Orders of the demon cultivators who had just died...

The Book Demon Orders of the demon cultivators that Ink Painting had called names and Gu Changhuai had killed, temporarily could not be thrown away.

Because once living demon cultivators transmitted messages to these dead demon cultivators and did not get a reply for a long time, the assassination would easily be exposed.

So Ink Painting still had to "play multiple roles" alone, using the Book Demon Orders of these dead people from time to time to reply to messages from other demon cultivators.

Creating a kind of illusion that everyone was still alive and still on normal patrol.

At the beginning, it was still okay with just a few Book Demon Orders, Ink Painting spent some effort and could still cope.

It was just that these demon cultivators' interests and hobbies were all very perverted.

Ink Painting felt somewhat out of place.

It was difficult to integrate into the twisted perspectives of the demon cultivators and chat together.

After all, he himself was too righteous...

Ink Painting sighed silently in his heart.

Therefore, in the Book Demon Orders, as long as there were messages, he could only vaguely muddle through a few sentences.

Like, "Mm", "Oh", "Alright", "Can", "You handle it", "Really something of you" and so on...

But later, as there were more Book Demon Orders, this kind of "Mm" and "Oh" replies were just very monotonous.

And they looked a bit fake, easy to expose.

Ink Painting then lay on the evil array master's chair, multitasking, while looking at the array disk and calling names to kill people.

At the same time, he flipped through the Book Demon Order records.

He wanted to summarize some of the demon cultivators' chatting rules from the chats, so that he could better "pretend" to be a bad person.

After looking for a long time, Ink Painting just discovered that he was thinking too much.

This group of demon cultivators had various temperaments, were irritable, and spoke crudely, and fundamentally didn't need to spend so much effort learning how they spoke, as long as they could scold people, it was fine.

Most demon cultivators would start scolding as soon as they disagreed with a word.

As long as they could scold people well, the demon cultivators could act well.

Scold people!

Ink Painting's eyes lit up.

He thought of Elder Yu.

If scolding people also counted as a kind of "realm", then Elder Yu was at least half a step into the Cave Void.

If scolding people could improve cultivation, then Elder Yu might have already ascended.

It was just a pity that he himself was a gentle and polite good child, and was not very skilled at scolding people.

At most...

He had originally followed Elder Yu and passively remembered many of his scolding words, so this time, it was just good to take them out and use them...

"These are all Elder Yu's scolding words, not that I learned badly..."

"I just have a good memory, you can't blame me..."

Ink Painting nodded.

Then he just started using the "Book Demon Order" to spray the demon cultivators.

Let these demon cultivators far away in Qian State also feel Elder Yu's scolding skills...

Demon cultivator A: "You motherfucker, it's been so long, why haven't you replied?"

Ink Painting replied: "What words are there to say to a waste like you? Your brain is the same as a pig's, can you understand what I'm saying?"

"Did you motherfucker drink too much?"

"How is it possible for your father to drink too much? Unless one day I chop off your pig head and drink, and let your mother help your father get excited, then your father will only drink too much."

"Good, good! Good for you, this Corpse Old Two, you bastard..."

Ink Painting's eyebrows furrowed, and he was about to get angry, but suddenly he realized.

He was scolding Corpse Old Two, what does that have to do with me, Ink Small Painting?

Not scolding me...

"Good! Even if I, 'Corpse Old Two', am a bastard, I am also the bastard of your ancestor's grandma and a wild dog, you are the bastard of me and your mother..."

After Ink Painting replied, there were no messages from the other side.

Didn't know if he was angered into a faint.

Ink Painting shook his head, "Not okay, ah, fundamentally not my... no, fundamentally not 'Elder Yu's' opponent."

Although Qian State is a big state with many sect inheritances, the scolding inheritance is probably very weak.

Ink Painting's hand speed was fast, his divine sense was even faster, and he began to retrieve Elder Yu's "scolding quotes" to reply to the next demon cultivator.

Demon cultivator B: "Stupid goods, where are you motherfucker?"

"In your mother's belly..."

"It seems a lot quieter inside the Demon Hall..."

"One or two of them, all like walking corpses, how can it not be quiet?"

"Too boring... Get me a few girls to replenish..."

"What time is it? You only know how to replenish every day, why don't you break your old two steps and replenish your pig brain?"

"Are you not dead?"

"Already dead, don't talk to me..."

"You can reply to me when you're dead?"

"Then why are you still asking?"

"Am I not caring about you, this animal?"

"No need for you, this animal, to care, I died in your mother's body, striving to die before this world has one more animal like you..."

These dirty words were all heard from Elder Yu's mouth.

Ink Painting actually didn't understand the meaning too well, he just had strong divine sense and good memory, so he conveniently remembered them.

Anyway, they were just scolding words.

Using them on these demon cultivators was just suitable.

And after being scolded, these demon cultivators were all intensely emotional without exception.

Some were so angry that they transmitted words all written wrong...

Some even had disordered divine sense and couldn't reply.

It was good that these demon cultivators scolded each other a lot every day, and even if they were angry, they dared not make trouble in the Demon Hall.

It was even more impossible to have a big fight just because of one verbal dispute.

According to Ink Painting's guess, they should firmly remember this "hatred" in their hearts and seek revenge later.

But these had nothing to do with him.

The "text library" for scolding people was Elder Yu.

The Book Demon Orders for scolding people were these demon cultivators.

This "hatred" would not fall on his head.

Moreover, these "scolding" demon cultivators were already long dead...

And, they were dying more and more...

Just like this, Ink Painting called names on one side, letting Uncle Gu "knife" people, while pretending to be Yuan Master, issuing orders to the demon cultivators, and at the same time "playing multiple roles" and scolding these demon cultivators.

For a time, he was busy but happy.

Just at this time, a message suddenly came from the Yuan Magnetic Central Hub Array Disk:

"Yuan Master."

Ink Painting casually replied: "Just say what you have to say, just fart what you have to fart, what are you inking about, you bastard?"

The other side was silent for a long time.

Then slowly replied a sentence: "Yuan Master's liver fire is a little virtually prosperous today."

Ink Painting was somewhat surprised.

Who is this person, ah?

His temper is still quite good, and his quality is also quite high, he can endure being scolded, which is rare among demon cultivators...

Just as Ink Painting was thinking about how to reply, he saw the other side transmit again: "Greed, anger, delusion, namely the three poisons, three dirts, three fires. Miscellaneous desires disturb the heart, evil spirits entangle the body, often hold a pure heart, only then can evil results be suppressed..."

Ink Painting frowned, then was startled, and involuntarily opened his mouth wide.

"Greed, anger, delusion..."

"Pure... evil results..."

This person wouldn't be...

Fire Buddha?!!

Ink Painting was dumbfounded...

"Fire Buddha... is he finding me to chat?"

"And I'm still scolding him?"

(End of this chapter)

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