Chapter 953: Touching Gold Talisman

"What did you say?" Mo Hua was shocked and bewildered.

"Give it to me..."

"What?"

"Damn it, what else could it be?" Hao Zi's face turned ashen, and blood vessels began to appear in his eyes. "Old Pi's *Mo Jin Ling*, it must be in your hands!"

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed!

Hao Zi was after the *Mo Jin Ling*. Earlier, when he had searched Mo Hua's storage bag, he was looking for Old Pi's *Mo Jin Ling*.

"I don't even know what you're talking about..." Mo Hua said, looking confused.

But Hao Zi ignored him. His rough, large palm, shaped like the sharp claws of a demon beast, grabbed towards Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua had personally witnessed him use this hand to kill a Golden Core cultivator from the Shen family. His heart tightened, and he quickly used the *Shuishang Bu* to evade.

A wisp of water light wrapped around Mo Hua, making his figure swift as flowing water, evading Hao Zi's large hand.

Hao Zi changed his move. Light yellow Golden Core *qi* condensed between his palms and continued to grab at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's face changed slightly. He had to push the *Shuishang Bu* to its limit. With several flashes, he evaded the grab again, then pointed his fingers, and a fireball quickly flew out, bombing Hao Zi's face.

But he was at the Foundation Building stage, and Hao Zi was at the Golden Core stage.

A second-grade ordinary fireball technique did not cause much harm to a Golden Core realm cultivator.

The fireball technique exploded, filling the air with smoke. After a moment, Hao Zi emerged, covering his face.

Some strands of his hair were singed, and there was some black ash on his face. The injury was minor, but this only enraged Hao Zi further.

His face became more and more ferocious.

Without thinking, Mo Hua wanted to turn and run, but a glance from the corner of his eye at Hao Zi's forehead made his pupils shrink involuntarily.

The fireball technique had burned off a small tuft of Hao Zi's hair, exposing a small piece of his scalp.

On this piece of scalp, blood was flowing. Mixed in with the blood and hair were three swollen, rotten bite marks.

Mo Hua's heart was shocked.

He had been bitten by a corpse evil!

After a brief moment of thought, Mo Hua understood.

Just now in the fork in the road, groups of corpse evils had rushed over, scattering the crowd. In the chaos, a corpse evil must have crawled onto Hao Zi's head and bitten him. The wound was not noticeable, and he hadn't even detected it himself.

Since he had been bitten, he was certainly infected with evil spirits.

Evil thoughts had been silently breeding in his heart. Now that he saw Mo Hua alone, he could no longer suppress the greed in his heart.

But was a *Mo Jin Ling* worth Hao Zi being so greedy?

Seeing Hao Zi about to pounce again, Mo Hua quickly said:

"You can't kill me. I am an array master. If you kill me, then no one will be able to guide you or break the arrays."

Hao Zi's hand paused.

Although greed was troubling him, his reason still existed. He knew Mo Hua's identity was special and that he couldn't kill him at this time. He then said:

"I won't kill you... As long as you hand over the item, I naturally won't make things difficult for you."

To reassure Mo Hua, he even forced a smile.

But his originally sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked face, combined with this malicious smile, was even uglier to the extreme.

"I don't know what a *Mo Jin Ling* is at all, what it looks like, or how to hand it over to you..." Mo Hua said, looking "afraid."

Hao Zi suppressed the longing in his heart and said in a hoarse voice:

"The *Mo Jin Ling* is a talisman refined from a pangolin's claw. It is inlaid with gold and silver, and its texture is like ancient jade."

"This is Old Pi's item. He always carries it on him, treats it as a treasure, and seldom reveals it. But by chance coincidence, I still saw it..."

"My ancestors have been tomb robbing for generations, digging things from the soil for a living... He can hide from others, but he can't hide from me..."

"This is an ancient token that only circulates in the hands of a very few people with special bloodlines. It is incomparably rare. It is difficult to even see one..."

"And now, is my chance."

"As long as I have this item, I can connect with the Earth Sect's dark department and get in touch with the Earth Sect's true inheritance..."

These words were all secrets, originally hidden in his heart, and he would not have spoken them.

But now his desires were being amplified little by little by the evil thoughts. He involuntarily spoke out all the greedy longing in his heart.

"This thing is useless in your hands. Listen to me and give it to me..."

Hao Zi said as calmly as possible.

But Mo Hua still looked afraid and shook his head, saying: "I really... don't know what you're talking about."

Hao Zi's face turned cold. "Boy, I'm talking to you nicely and you're still prevaricating. If you continue to be so ignorant, I will dig out your brain..."

Mo Hua was about to say something else when he suddenly opened his eyes wide and pointed behind Hao Zi, saying:

"Corpse evil!"

Hao Zi sneered, "Little ghost, do you think this is my first day out? You still want to deceive me with such a small trick..."

Before he finished speaking, Hao Zi felt his shoulders sink. Something sticky was near his ear. He turned his head and saw a head with an ugly three-petaled mouth clinging to his cheek, gnawing at his flesh.

Hao Zi was both shocked and frightened, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the corpse evil gnawing at his face, the situation was urgent. Hao Zi immediately channeled his power to his palm, squeezed fiercely, twisted and broke the corpse evil's neck, flung its body away, and then counterattacked, crushing the corpse evil's head and prying its mouth parts from his body.

Pitch-black rotten flesh and blood flowed from his cheek.

Hao Zi dared not be careless. He immediately took out spirit liquid again, washed away the dirty blood, wiped the wound with medicine powder, and took several pills internally.

After dealing with the corpse evil, Hao Zi looked again. Mo Hua had already run away without a trace.

Hao Zi felt a surge of anger. "Little ghost..."

The tunnel was dark, intricate, and complex. The surroundings were empty.

Hao Zi released his divine sense, but he didn't know where Mo Hua had run off to.

The wound on his cheek ached faintly, flashing a greenish-black color, but Hao Zi was unaware. He only felt the longing in his heart becoming more and more intense.

After standing still and thinking for a moment, Hao Zi took out a snuff bottle and sniffed it at his nose tip.

A musty, pungent smell poured into his brain.

Hao Zi endured the pain in his forehead. At the same time, his nose became larger, and his sense of smell for smells became more acute.

Vaguely, he could smell a fresh and pure ink fragrance from a human body.

It was exactly Mo Hua's body fragrance.

This ink fragrance was elegant and rich, refreshing to the heart, completely different from the smells he had smelled on other cultivators until now.

Because it was unique, it was also extremely easy to recognize.

"Little ghost, I see where you're going to run..."

Hao Zi bent down, placed his rough hands on the ground, assumed a strange posture, channeled his Golden Core power, and let the spirit power flow throughout his body. Yellow sand entwined his body, then with a whistle, he suddenly rushed forward.

This ink fragrance was leading the way ahead.

Hao Zi sniffed this smell and chased after Mo Hua. In just a dozen breaths, he saw Mo Hua walking alone in the tomb path, carefully looking around sneakily.

At the same time, Mo Hua also detected Hao Zi's breath.

In his divine sense perception, a "big rat" was rushing towards him in the tunnel.

Mo Hua's heart was shocked.

"How did this dead rat catch up?"

This tomb robber named Hao Zi should not understand arrays or discern positions.

He had not left any tracking spirit tools on his body. What exactly was he relying on to catch up...

But, now was not the time to dwell on this.

Seeing Hao Zi chasing after him, even with several flashes, just forcing his way closer, Mo Hua did not hesitate and immediately used the *Shuishang Bu*, running swiftly forward.

But this Hao Zi's body technique was cunning and strange. With four claws on the ground, he ran swiftly clinging to the ground, truly like a rat.

Several times, Mo Hua was almost caught by Hao Zi.

Fortunately, although this "Hao Zi's" body technique was fast and his movements were cunning, when it came to dodging and changing direction in fine places, it was still not as good as the *Shuishang Bu*.

Mo Hua used the exquisite nature of the *Shuishang Bu* to evade dangerously several times.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart. In this vast world, there was nothing strange. There were actually people who practiced this kind of strange body technique.

And Hao Zi was also secretly surprised.

He evaded all of them...

What exactly was this little ghost's background? So young, yet possessing such exquisite body technique?

At the same time, Hao Zi became more and more certain in his heart.

The stranger this little ghost was, the more it proved that Old Pi's "*Mo Jin Ling*" was definitely on his body.

"*Mo Jin Ling*!"

Hao Zi's eyes became redder and redder. He fully channeled his Golden Core power, running wildly on all fours, chasing after Mo Hua.

For a time, Mo Hua's pressure doubled.

But no matter how good Hao Zi's body technique was, compared to Elder Yi, an elder of the eight great sects' Dao laws, he was still far inferior.

Mo Hua usually practiced with Elder Yi. Although he was now burdened by shackles and his body technique was hindered, he was able to entangle with this Hao Zi for a time and was not at a disadvantage.

They went back and forth, chasing each other for dozens of rounds. Hao Zi became more and more alarmed.

"Cannot catch..."

He was a Golden Core, yet he couldn't catch a Foundation Building little ghost?

Just at this moment, perhaps it was because Mo Hua's spirit power was not circulating smoothly, or because his hands and feet were tied by the shackles, his footsteps faltered, and a flaw immediately appeared in his body technique. He slipped and fell to the ground, rolling several times along the ground before stopping.

But he obviously had no strength left to resist.

"Exhausted?"

Hao Zi was startled, then let out a breath.

This was just right...

How could a Foundation Building cultivator escape the capture of a Golden Core cultivator? Obviously, those few moves just now were his full strength.

Seeing Mo Hua fall to the ground, he would not be able to use his body technique for a short time.

Hao Zi's eyes flashed, and he immediately strode towards Mo Hua. At the same time, he stretched out a pair of large hands still stained with blood and grabbed at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was still useful. Of course, he would not kill him now. He only needed to strip his clothes, search his body, and find the *Mo Jin Ling*.

But before his dirty hands could touch Mo Hua, a voice suddenly rang out from the middle of the tomb path not far away:

"Who's there?"

This voice was Gray Second Master's.

Hao Zi's eyelids twitched, and he cursed silently in his heart: "Damn, how could it be such a coincidence. Not coming early or late, the old man has already caught this boy, and now people are coming."

Seeing Gray Second Master about to walk closer.

Hao Zi had no other choice but to lay a hand on Mo Hua, but he threatened: "You are not allowed to speak out what just happened, otherwise I will kill you."

Mo Hua nodded, looking "frightened."

After a while, footsteps approached. Gray Second Master and several people walked out of the darkness. Seeing it was Mo Hua and Hao Zi, they slightly let out a breath.

Hao Zi was an accomplice. They had gone tomb robbing together and done many businesses, so they still had a relationship.

Mo Hua was an array master. Although his experience was shallow, he was the only array master they could rely on for this trip.

Gray Second Master currently did not hope that these two people would have any accidents.

Especially Mo Hua.

But...

Gray Second Master looked at the disheveled Mo Hua and frowned, saying: "Little brother, are you injured?"

Hao Zi silently glanced at Mo Hua, his eyes hiding resentment.

Mo Hua stammered: "I... I was chased by a corpse evil, I was panicking and didn't choose my path, I fell."

Gray Second Master's expression was somewhat solemn. "Bitten?"

Mo Hua shook his head. "No."

"That's good," Gray Second Master nodded. "Let's find the others and rendezvous as soon as possible, leave this fork in the road, to avoid being targeted by corpse evils again."

Mo Hua then struggled to get up and walked to Gray Second Master's side.

Hao Zi looked at Mo Hua's figure, revealing a gloomy gaze, obviously not giving up.

After that, the three people together, according to the traces on the ground and the breath of spirit power, began to search for the traces of other people in the tomb path.

In this group of people, except for Mo Hua, the others were all Golden Core cultivators.

These corpse evils were all only second grade. They could bite and injure Golden Core cultivators, but generally, it was impossible to bite them to death.

Therefore, after walking for about half an hour, the crowd that was originally scattered by the corpse evils gathered together again.

Gray Second Master and two other tomb robbers.

And another four black-robed cultivators.

Mo Hua carefully observed and found that the only people bitten by corpse evils, besides Gray Second Master, were the one who had wanted to plot against him, Hao Zi.

In other words, these two people were both "materials."

As for the others, the one called "Stones" was a pure body cultivator. His skin was like earth and stone. Ordinary corpse evils' teeth could not bite him at all.

As for the four black-robed cultivators, their strength was profound. Their black robes seemed to be treasures as well. They could cover their breath and also be used to defend their bodies.

Just now, when the crowd was scattered by the tide of corpses and chased and bitten by corpse evils, they were not injured, and even their black robes were not torn.

Mo Hua felt a little pity in his heart.

He still wanted to see what these several black-robed cultivators looked like.

After the crowd regrouped, they briefly discussed and then planned to go back and leave the fork in the road first.

Currently, it could be determined that this strip of fork in the road was also a dead end.

And this fork in the road was narrow and intricate, and positions were difficult to discern.

Therefore, the way back was still led by Mo Hua.

Also because in this group of people, only he was at the Foundation Building stage, and the threat of corpse evils to him was the greatest, everyone was afraid that he would be bitten by a corpse evil and die from poison.

The body cultivator named Stones was in front, like a "shield," blocking in front of Mo Hua.

Gray Second Master and the black-robed young master were on his left and right sides.

The remaining people brought up the rear.

The crowd maintained this formation and slowly advanced towards the outside of the fork in the road.

Along the way, they also encountered some scattered corpse evils, but they did not cause too much interference.

Mo Hua also pointed the way while following the crowd forward.

His position was very safe, but he occasionally felt gloomy behind him, as if a pair of sinister eyes were looking at him.

Mo Hua knew without thinking that it was Hao Zi.

This person named Hao Zi's intuition was really accurate.

He didn't know why, but he was just certain that he had taken Old Pi's *Mo Jin Ling*, so he was racking his brains, wanting to snatch this talisman back from himself.

"Earth Sect, dark department, *Mo Jin Ling*..."

Although Mo Hua did not know what this Earth Sect's dark department was, since this *Mo Jin Ling* was regarded as a treasure by Old Pi, and Hao Zi, whose ancestors had a tomb-robbing inheritance, was also extremely greedy for it, it indicated that there must be a big secret hidden within this talisman.

And this secret was related to the Earth Sect.

In the Earth Sect, one of the "Heavenly Emperor Earth Empress Map" is enshrined, the "Earth Empress Map."

Mo Hua naturally could not hand over this *Mo Jin Ling*.

Until now, no one had dared to rob his things.

Not to mention that Hao Zi had previously searched his storage bag and taken the spirit stones and spirit objects inside.

He remembered all these accounts.

"Cannot leave..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

He did not want this trip to the tomb to have a Golden Core cultivator with evil intentions constantly coveting him.

But Hao Zi was a Golden Core, and he could not kill him now.

Moreover, he could not kill him in front of so many people, especially his accomplices.

"Use him to try how to trigger evil spirits? How to hook evil thoughts? And research the performance of evil thoughts' pollution on high-rank cultivators..."

Mo Hua pondered silently in his heart.

But on the surface, he did not reveal anything, concentrating on leading the way.

Under his guidance, the crowd broke several mechanisms, killed more than ten corpse evils, circled countless corners, and finally came out of the fork in the road again.

Out of the fork in the road, the crowd returned to the starting point.

Naturally, they also faced the same problem:

Which of the five forks in the road to take.

Gray Second Master said: "The one on the far right is a dead end, the one in the middle has also been walked. Let's pick one of the remaining three roads and walk it."

Gray Second Master pondered for a moment and said: "Let's walk the one on the far left."

Mo Hua did not say anything, and the others had no objection. They then walked towards the one on the left side.

But just as they entered the leftmost fork in the road and walked a few steps, Mo Hua perceived the surrounding array patterns and immediately said: "Something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Gray Second Master was startled.

"It's the same," Mo Hua said.

"Same?"

"Mm," Mo Hua nodded. After a slight deduction in his heart, he said, "The leftmost one, the middle one, and even the remaining two roads are all the same."

"These several roads all connect to the same fork in the road."

"Walking in along this road, the result is exactly the same as walking in from the middle. We will still be trapped in the fork in the road full of mechanisms."

"This..." Gray Second Master frowned. "Then these five roads, four wrong roads, one dead end?"

"Four wrong roads, but the remaining one is not a dead end," Mo Hua said. "I calculated correctly before. This is the false array pattern of the earth array. Four false and one true. The road I led at the very beginning is correct."

"But..." Gray Second Master's gaze was solemn. "That is indeed a dead end."

Mo Hua shook his head: "Arrays will not deceive people. What is, is. What is not, is not. Even if a road looks like a dead end, as long as the array deduces that it is a life road, then it is a life road."

As he said this sentence, Mo Hua's gaze was calm, his expression was certain, unintentionally revealing a steady confidence.

This was the temperament that only truly profound array masters possessed.

The black-robed young master's pupils shrunk slightly.

Even the black-robed old man was surprised and glanced at Mo Hua.

Gray Second Master pondered for a moment, nodded, "Okay, let's go take a look again."

So, after the group turned back, they again followed Mo Hua's instructions and walked into the leftmost fork in the road at the beginning.

Entering the fork in the road, they walked all the way to the end, where there was a sealed stone wall in front.

On the stone wall, there was a hole, which Gray Second Master had previously punched open. Beyond the hole, one could see the bottomless mountain body.

At a glance, it was indeed a dead end.

"If there really is a road, there should be an array that can be solved, right?" Gray Second Master said.

Mo Hua shook his head: "If there were an array, I would be able to perceive it. It is precisely because no array is used that it can cover people's ears and eyes."

Gray Second Master thought for a moment and nodded, "That makes sense."

Since there was no array, the only method was to "hard chisel."

So a group of Golden Core cultivators took turns making moves and began to chisel at the mountain stone in front with various means.

They chiseled for a long time, but still did not see the end.

The crowd was a little hesitant, but Mo Hua was very certain: "Continue chiseling."

The Golden Core cultivators could only continue to follow Mo Hua's instructions and continue to chisel deeper.

As they chiseled, the crowd gradually perceived an anomaly.

The mountain stone in front seemed to be naturally formed, but it was not.

Its interior was mixed with second and third-grade stone materials, making it abnormally firm, but after chiseling it open, they would discover that there were traces of artificial pouring inside.

In other words, this was not a natural mountain body, but a man-made "fake mountain."

If not for six or seven Golden Core cultivators jointly digging deep, it would have been fundamentally impossible to perceive it.

Several people turned their heads and glanced at Mo Hua, secretly surprised at Mo Hua's proficiency in arrays and sharp eyesight.

After digging for a while, Mo Hua suddenly shouted: "Stop."

"What's wrong?" Gray Second Master asked.

"There's an array!" Mo Hua's eyes lit up.

If there was an array, they could not forcibly dig, otherwise, it would easily cause the array to disorder and the mountain body to explode and collapse.

Mo Hua took out his pen and ink again and began to deduce how to break the array.

After breaking it, Mo Hua then said: "Continue digging."

A group of Golden Core cultivators dug for a while, and Mo Hua again shouted "Stop," then continued to break the array. After breaking it, he told them to continue digging.

Just like this, breaking the array on one side and chiseling the mountain on the other.

After an unknown amount of time, the soil and stone in front finally collapsed, exposing a gap.

The crowd's spirits lifted.

Stones walked in front and, with his hard flesh body, blasted open the gap. Then the crowd passed through in succession, and when they looked up again, they were all somewhat lost in thought.

In front was a huge underground palace, gloomy and majestic.

But this underground palace was not enclosed. There were layers of corridors, and one could see to the end at a glance.

And in the farthest part of the underground palace, there was a huge deep pit.

Inside the deep pit was placed a huge coffin made of bright yellow copper ore, golden and shining.