The ink painting has constant spiritual consciousness.

Bai Zisheng and the others also felt the spiritual consciousness of Mo Hua, wearing a hidden cloak, hiding their bodies, and found a secret room in the chaotic stone hall.

The secret room is narrow but exquisite, with a strange altar on it.

On the altar, there are white bones, white candles, corpse oil flowing, and gloomy candlelight.

Under the altar, there is a white coffin.

The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting is transmitted from the coffin.

Bai Zisheng looked shocked when he saw the white coffin, then looked painful and said sadly:

"My junior brother, he is dead!"

Bai Zixi gave him a blank look, "Where does the spiritual sense come from when he dies?"

Bai Zisheng was stunned, his painful expression disappeared, and he couldn't help scratching his head and said in a sneer:

"Oh, right..."

Bai Zixi said in a crisp voice:

"Open the coffin."

Bai Zisheng nodded, looked at the coffin for a moment, understood the structure, and used powerful force to pull out the coffin nails at the four corners, then broke the inlay of the coffin lid, and slowly lifted the coffin lid.

In the coffin, there was indeed a familiar figure lying.

It is their junior brother, Mo Hua!

Mo Hua's face turned a little white, his eyes were deeper, and there was a faint light, which was both familiar and a little strange.

Bai Zisheng first showed joy, then looked stern:

"How do you prove that you are my junior brother?"

Mo Hua gave him a blank look, "Idiot!"

Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

This expression and this familiar tone are indeed his junior brother...

Bai Zixi said softly: "Is it okay..."

Her expression was plain, but her eyes were like the stream under the autumn sun, warm and bright.

Mo Hua was slightly ecstatic, then Qianran smiled and said:

"It's fine."

Bai Zixi blinked and nodded.

Bai Zisheng said curiously: "Why are you locked up here?"

"Lu Chengyun wants to remove the mill and kill the donkey, but he will kill me." Mo Hua said.

Bai Zisheng was furious, "It's outrageous. Bullying my junior brother is bullying me. I want to kill my junior brother, just want to kill me!"

He patted his chest and said to Mo Hua:

"Don't worry, I'll kill him for you!"

"He is building the foundation..."

"Just like building a foundation!"

"Okay..."

Mo Hua didn't know if he was bragging, but he was still quite grateful.

"However, how is the way to kill the donkey?" Bai Zisheng said curiously again.

"It's just to use me as a sacrifice, and use my spiritual sense to feed that visual image." Mo Hua explained concisely.

"Where is the picture?"

“I 'eated'..."

"Why did you 'eat' again..."

Bai Zisheng was a little hard to describe, and then muttered: "Are you a sacrifice for the picture, or a sacrifice for the picture..."

"So, your spiritual sense has become stronger again?" Bai Zisheng said.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and said modestly:

"I'm a little stronger, I'm thirteen tattoos..."

Even Bai Zixi was stunned when she heard this.

Bai Zisheng even opened his mouth and said helplessly:

"If you continue like this, you will become a little monster..."

The eighth level of Qi refining, the thirteen-stitched spiritual consciousness of foundation building...

Even among the ancestors of the Bai family, he had never seen such records.

Bai Zixi's eyes flashed slightly and she reminded: "Don't say it out..."

Bai Zisheng also reacted and nodded:

"Yes, don't say it out, otherwise some people will want to cut open your head and see what is inside... People's hearts are very sinister."

Mo Hua was shocked and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah!"

Bai Zisheng wanted to say something, Bai Zixi said, "Leave here first."

In the corpse mine, it is not a place to stay for a long time.

She and her brother came here just to find Mo Hua. Since they found Mo Hua, they naturally had to leave as soon as possible.

"good!"

In the corpse mine, monks and zombies fight in a melee.

The sword has no eyes, the spells are dense, and the corpse poison is everywhere... and there are even foundation building fights with the iron corpse.

Once affected, it is still very dangerous.

The three of them disappeared together and left the secret room.

Before leaving, Mo Hua thought about it and laid a ground fire array around the secret room, blew up the secret room, and shattered the entire altar and coffin.

Although he is not dead, he still wants to destroy the "corpse" and destroy the traces.

In other words, it is precisely because I am not dead that I have to "destroy the corpse and trace" just in case.

At the same time, the blank visualization picture was also passed by the ink painting.

The ancestors and ancestors of the Zhang family in the visualization picture were all "eat" clean by ink paintings.

Now this picture is blank.

But Mo Hua thought this picture was very strange and could actually tolerate the Zhang family members who had passed through the ages who turned into evil thoughts after their death, manifested their bodies, and parasitized them in the picture.

This is obviously not something that ordinary practice objects can do.

The ink painting then puts the blank visualization picture in it.

In the future, you will study it yourself or ask a teacher.

...

The Daoting side was still attacking the Stone Hall, and the Taoist soldiers took the lead in rushing and other monks covered them.

The corpse soldiers have restrained their ways and the threat is weakened.

Lu Chengyun used the Ten Thousand Corpse Formation to raise corpses and refine corpses, constantly replenish the source of corpses, and consumed hard with the Taoist soldiers.

There was a stalemate between the two sides, and the battle situation was in chaos in the stone hall.

Foundation-building monks, Qi Refining Taoist soldiers, iron corpses, walking corpses, fighting together...

This situation cannot be solved by the three Qi-refining monks of Mo Hua for the time being.

The most urgent task is to get out of the corpse mine first and then make a long-term plan.

The three of them were invisible, detoured from the edge of the battlefield, and retreated outside the corpse mine.

Although he was very careful, the corpse mine was too messy, with many monks and more zombies. When he was not careful, he still exposed his feet and was discovered by the corpse cultivator.

Several corpse cultivators controlled an iron corpse and dozens of zombies, and besieged them.

Behind the Bai Zisheng Palace, he swung his spear to block the zombies.

Mo Hua and Bai Zixi were controlled by magic and sword energy respectively. The three of them were not in love with each other, and they fought and retreated.

Later, other monks responded. After an hour of melee, they escaped from the corpse mine and retreated to a garrison outside.

In the cave, Yangjiashan, Young Master Yun, the skinny old man, middle-aged monks, and other monks were all inside to discuss the matter of destroying corpses and mines.

On the way here, Mo Hua also asked clearly.
To be continued...