But his expression was a bit unpleasant.
Because the exit was blocked.
The pixiuâs large rear completely blocked the exit.
Mo Hua had no choice but to run up to the pixiu and very politely asked:
"Hello, could you please move?"
But the pixiu ignored him, drooping its big head and occasionally licking its fangs, looking very bored.
Mo Hua had no choice but to quietly sneak to the back of the pixiu, discreetly manifest the Mountain Opening Sword, and jab the pixiuâs rear.
The pixiu got angry and let out a low growl at Mo Hua.
The jab didnât hurt, so it didnât pay much attention, but its body didnât budge at all.
Mo Hua sighed, feeling a bit helpless.
If it really came to a fight, he truly wouldnât be a match for this divine beast.
Finding an opportunity to sneak out didnât seem likely either.
Moreover...
Mo Hua frowned, pondering over it in his mind, even used a heavenly secret to deduce it, only to realize that this might just be the nature of the pixiu?
Pixiu loves wealth, it only accepts and never lets anything out.
Having it suppress evil spirits makes it impossible for any evil spirit to escape from its jaws.
Even though he wasnât an evil spirit, it wouldnât let him leave either.
Because this is the "nature" of the pixiu, the "Law" it adheres to.
In other words, from the moment he stepped into the Divine Temple, this pixiu was absolutely not going to let him out.
Mo Hua sighed, feeling a sense of admiration.
Previously, he had underestimated this "Great Wilderness Sacred Object."
With such a powerful pixiu guarding it, combined with the unreasonable suppression of the Power of Laws.
No wonder it was referred to as a "sacred" item.
If force doesnât work, then he can only try to be tactful.
Mo Hua mulled it over for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He ran to the pixiuâs fierce big head and asked:
"Arenât you hungry?"
"If you let me out, I can find you something delicious."
The pixiu didnât pay attention to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and then said, "Arenât you bored staying here all day? And there are no evil spirits for you to suppress..."
The pixiu glanced at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua quickly shook his head, "Iâm not an evil spirit, suppressing me isnât really meaningful."
The pixiu frowned as if thinking that what Mo Hua said made some sense.
Mo Hua seized the chance to persuade, "If you let me out, I promise, whenever Iâm free, I will capture a strong evil spirit for you to suppress."
The pixiu looked at Mo Hua again, as if asking him, "Really?"
Mo Hua nodded, "Truly."
The pixiu looked at Mo Hua dazedly, its big head seemingly pondering something.
But after all, itâs a divine beast, its thinking is slow, and it canât compare to someone like Mo Hua, who is half-human, half-god, and as clever as a fox.
Mo Hua saw the pixiuâs expression change and held up two fingers, "Two! I promise you, Iâll catch two big evil spirits for you."
The pixiuâs eyes suddenly lit up.
Suppressing evil spirits was its nature, but the Great Wilderness Sacred Object had been sealed for many years, and it had long since fulfilled its "heavenly duty."
The pixiuâs big head began to turn again.
In principle, its nature is indeed "stingy"; anyone who enters its territory is not allowed to leave.
But letting one little guy go can bring in two big evil spirits. .
Trading one for two is definitely a "profit."
The premise is that this little guy will really keep his promise.
The pixiu widened its eyes, scrutinizing Mo Hua, and saw the clarity in Mo Huaâs gaze.
The recent power of demon suppression didnât hurt Mo Hua, which also proved Mo Huaâs "integrity."
The pixiu extended its nose and sniffed Mo Huaâs aura, and with a sniff, the pixiuâs eyes brightened, it smelled a similar aura.
The aura of a Dragon Soul...
And, the aura of a "Big White Dog."
The pixiuâs copper bell-like eyes blinked, revealing a friendly radiance, and its attitude immediately became much more affectionate.
Mo Huaâs eyes also brightened, knowing it had begun to trust him.
Before he could say anything, the pixiu suddenly lowered its body, bowed its big head, and then extended a claw covered with golden scales, tapping its forehead before looking at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua was startled for a long time before understanding the pixiuâs meaning.
He stepped forward and used his forehead to touch the pixiuâs big head.
Man and divine beast, forehead to forehead, a golden light blossomed instantly.
An "agreement" incantation flowed from between the pixiuâs brows, connecting to Mo Huaâs Sea of Consciousness.
This agreement also transformed into golden light and engraved itself onto Mo Huaâs forehead.
The golden light was dazzling, fusing the pledge into his soul.
A horn slowly grew from Mo Huaâs forehead.
This horn was a pure gold dragon horn condensed by the Power of Laws, also the demon-suppressing horn of the divine beast "pixiu."