"Elder Master..."
Mo Hua spoke softly, his voice somewhat hoarse due to the dryness, seemingly the aftereffect of residual Divine Thought affecting his body.
"Hmm." Elder Master Xun continued to use a vermilion brush, marking something on the Formation Paper, then looked up slightly, glanced at Mo Hua, and asked:
"How is it?"
Mo Hua's Divine Sense observed within, perceiving his own Sea of Consciousness, discovering the persistent presence of demon wraiths' "Evil Thoughts," which were gradually eroding his Taoist Heart, though already much weaker.
It seemed that while he was unconscious, his Sea of Consciousness was persistently, autonomously "digesting" these mottled bloodthirsty desires.
"Much better," Mo Hua said.
Elder Master Xun nodded.
Mo Hua glanced at the Formation Paper in Elder Master Xun's hand, "Elder Master, these are..."
Elder Master Xun sighed softly:
