"Where?"

The second elder was silent for a moment and did not say anything clearly. He only said: "You will meet the little god in the future."

"You don't want me to help you revive the wilderness, do you?" Mo Hua asked.

There was a trace of powerlessness and despair in the eyes of the second elder, and he smiled bitterly:

"It's very likely that the Great Wilderness will never be revived."

The ink painting is a bit surprising.

The second elder sighed: "All of this has been a chess game from the beginning. I don't know how many powerful monks, ancient evil gods, and ancestors of the Demon Sect are playing this chess game behind my back."

"I thought I could deceive others, but everything I did was actually planned by others. "Everything in the wilderness has already become a pawn at the mercy of others."

"This is also what I saw after I died——"

"Under this chessboard of heaven and earth, and the millstone of life and death, if Dahuang is not careful at all, he will fall into a desperate situation where his bloodline will be cut off, and his race will be exterminated."

"Therefore, I only hope that the little god, if given the opportunity, can take action to save a trace of the blood of my Great Wilderness Royal Family. Even if they can never revive their ancestral heritage and become the Great Wilderness Royal Family, as long as they can get rid of the fate of being manipulated by others and live peacefully.

Just go down—..."

The second elder spoke sincerely, even with a hint of pleading.

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "Have you forgotten that I am just a foundation builder, and I don't have the ability to help you?" The second elder sighed in his heart, and then cupped his hands and said: "Although your cultivation is only foundation construction, you have attainments in the way of spiritual thought."

, shocking and rare in the world."

In this world, from ancient times to the present, there should be no foundation-building monks who can set foot in the Great Wilderness Dragon Palace, kill the Great Wilderness Dragon King, and swallow the dragon soul alive without exploding to death.

"What's more, all this depends on the convenience of the little god——.——"

"If something can be done, please ask the little god to help. If something cannot be done, there is no need to force it."

Mo Hua nodded, but still did not agree easily. Instead, he asked:

"Then what do you want to trade with me?"

Preserving the bloodline of Dahuang is no small matter.

This second elder is also a very well-informed person. Since he dares to talk to me like this, it means that he must have some valuable chips in his hand.

The second elder looked at the ink painting and slowly said:

"If I read it correctly before, the physical body of the little god has already reached the late stage of foundation building, but the life magic weapon has not been warmed and nourished..."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded.

The second elder said: "The little god is proficient in formations. Are you planning to use my Great Wilderness's four-elephant blue dragon divine beast formation as a natal formation?"

"Not bad," Mo Hua didn't hide anything from him.

The second elder shook his head, "Little Lord, you can't use the Four-Elephant Blue Dragon Formation—"

Mo Hua asked: "Why?"

The second elder did not dare to speak too bluntly, so he only said tactfully:

"The Green Dragon is a karmic dragon inherited from generations of our Great Wilderness. Such beasts only recognize blood and are not descendants of our Great Wilderness Emperor.

No matter how high or low you are, it will not recognize you.’

"Secondly, little god, you don't cultivate physical skills, and your physical body is a little bit weak. Therefore,

Nor can it carry the majestic power of the blue dragon..."

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

He knew things like bloodline well.

There are indeed many concerns about the physical body.

The dragon's power was unruly and violent, and with his powerful Taoist spiritual thoughts, he swallowed the dragon's soul forcefully, and it still felt like it was being torn apart.

But his mind is strong but his body is weak.

If he directly tattoos the Azure Dragon Formation on his body and uses his body to carry the violent power of the Azure Dragon,

I'm afraid that in an instant, everyone was torn apart.

"Then what?"

Mo Hua looked at the second elder. He knew that the second elder would not say such nonsense for no reason.

The second elder was silent for a moment. At the last moment, he was still warring between heaven and man, and he didn't know whether to speak out.

But his remnant soul is already slowly dying.

His legs had turned into powder, and his body began to fly away like dust.

The second elder sighed, finally accepting his fate, and said slowly: "I know a formation that should be more suitable for the little god."

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, "What formation?"

The second elder sighed: "This formation was found in the ancient times by a great shaman of my Dahuang clan, Zhu Zhu, who had a great cultivation level.

Formation."

"This kind of ancient formation, with its distorted formations and ancient barbarism, is not suitable for the monastic system of the Great Wilderness."

"Even this formation doesn't look like it's for human use."

"But this great witch, Zhu Senior, did not give up. He spent most of his life and studied painstakingly. Finally, relying on his outstanding monastic attainments, he used the framework of the Four Symbols Formation to recompile this ancient formation into one that can be integrated.

The four-image formation of the monk’s meridians and bones————.”

The more Mo Hua listened, the more frightened he became. He frowned and said, "You didn't lie to me?"

The second elder sighed: "When a person is about to die, why tell lies? What's more -" The second elder glanced at the ink painting with a hint of fear, "How can I dare to tell lies when the little god is here?"

Mo Hua looked at the second elder with deep eyes, saw through his soul, and made sure that he was not lying. Then he nodded slowly and asked:

"Then what is the name of this formation? What kind of four-elephant pattern is it? What grade is it?"

The second elder shook his head, "I don't know anything."

"You don't know?" Mo Hua's eyes darkened slightly.

The second elder said: "This formation is too different and too terrifying. It only existed in the hands of the great witch Zhu Zhu in the past."

"After the death of the Great Wizard Zhu, the Great Wilderness Imperial Court issued an imperial order to take away his position as the 'Great Wizard Zhu' and destroy all his handwriting. Not only did his tomb be destroyed, but this formation was also directly listed as a taboo and cannot be passed down forever."

"Therefore, I have never seen with my own eyes what the formation that the Great Witch Zhu has researched looks like."

The second elder sighed deeply.

Mo Hua frowned even more tightly, "You haven't seen it with your own eyes. Since this diagram has been banned, it is definitely not in your hands, so why do you want to trade it with me?"

The second elder's eyes were obscure, "Although this ancient formation diagram is not in my hands, I know where it is?"

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, "Where is it?"

The second elder said: "It is in the hands of that traitor from my Dahuang clan."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, "Mr. Tu?"

The second elder was a little surprised, and then nodded, "He walks outside under the pseudonym 'Mr. Tu'. Mo Hua frowned, "Then we must kill Mr. Tu to get the ancient formation map of this wilderness?"

Mr. Tu is at least an immortal, and is the closest servant of the evil god, so he must possess some of the evil god's supernatural powers.

A servant of the evil god in the realm of ascension.

Mo Hua wanted to kill him but didn't know how to kill him.

"No need." The second elder said.

Ink painting doubts,

"Isn't it in his hands? How can we get it without killing him?"

The second elder said: "It's in his hands, but he doesn't know where it is?"

The more Mo Hua listened, the more confused he became, "What do you mean?"

The second elder whispered: "Somewhere in Qianzhou, there is a forbidden place. In the forbidden place, there is a secret room. In the secret room, there is an altar. On the altar, there is a statue of an evil god with a human face, goat horns and white bones.

"

"This formation is engraved inside the statue of the evil god with a human face, ram's horns and white bones——

"The traitor doesn't know about this either. He is full of awe of that ancient evil thing and doesn't dare to touch the statue at all——...

Mo Hua was shocked in his heart.

Forbidden areas, altars, statues of evil gods with human faces, goat horns and white bones?

A map of ancient strange formations in the Great Wilderness?

Mo Hua looked at the second elder with some doubts, "Why do you know what Mr. Tu doesn't know?

"Because————" the second elder coughed, and his figure dimmed a little more, "I am more like this traitor.

I still live a long time. I have used the dragon bones to extend my life since a long time ago. Otherwise, I would have died long ago————”
To be continued...