Asking about longevity

Diancang Mountain is relatively large and desolate, and there are few products for cultivators, so it is sparsely populated and suitable for sinners to hide.

Mo Hua followed several senior brothers and sisters to Diancang Mountain.

There are high mountains and ridges, covered with clouds and fog, and the light yellow miasma is thick and dense, making it difficult to tell the direction.

Murong Caiyun said: "I accepted the reward offered by the sect, and there was a tip saying that the vulture was alone and hiding in a cave thirty miles away."

"But this person is alert and good at formations. He will definitely set up formations along the way to prevent pursuit..."

"These formations may not be very clever, but they are very hidden and difficult to detect. It requires an formation master who is proficient in formations to investigate along the way..."

"You must be careful and don't miss anything..."

"Otherwise, it will be easy to scare the snake away and let this 'vulture' fly away..."

Murong Caiyun glanced at Mo Hua, "Junior Brother Mo, can you... please?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I can do it!"

Murong Caiyun saw that Mo Hua was confident. Not only was he not relieved, but he was even more worried.

Ouyang Feng was afraid that ink painting would be stressful, so he said:

"Junior Brother Mo, do your best, don't be nervous..."

"This mission is not a matter of one person. Along the way, we will also pay attention to you and make up for any omissions. After all, the Vulture is extremely cunning and difficult to deal with, and the formations he sets up are also very tricky..."

"Yeah." Mo Hua said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!"

So everyone walked forward, and as they walked, Mo Hua was startled, pointing to a small area of ​​renovated soil on the side of the road and said:

"Is it that formation?"

The others heard this, looked at each other, and nodded.

Murong Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Not bad."

Only then did Mo Hua realize that everyone had discovered it, and it was just to "test" himself, so he didn't reveal it.

He doesn't trust himself so much...

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

Hua Qianqian walked to the renovated soil, took out a golden compass and placed it on the soil. Then the golden compass turned, and with a flash of light, the ripples under the soil disappeared.

Mo Hua was stunned, "What is this compass?"

Murong Caiyun was slightly startled, "Don't you know?"

Mo Hua nodded honestly.

To know is to know, and to not know is to know.

There are senior brothers and sisters in front of him. He is a junior junior brother, so there is no need to pretend to be fat.

Murong Caiyun sighed, "This is called the formation compass. Some simple formations can be solved using this compass."

"Can any formation work?" Mo Hua asked.

Murong Caiyun shook his head, "Different formations have different formation compasses. The five elements, the eight trigrams, and the directions must be corresponding to be solved, and the formation pattern cannot be too complicated."

"oh oh."

Mo Hua learned something new and wrote it down silently.

"There is such a thing as a formation compass..."

I have always been self-reliant and personally rescued, and I have never used such a "lazy" thing.

I don’t know what the principle behind it is...

Mo Hua was a little curious.

Hua Qianqian used the formation compass to unravel the secret formation. Then, with a flick of her bare hand and a slight wave of spiritual energy, she swept away the soil and saw a small stone plate buried in the soil. The stone plate was engraved with formation patterns.

The array pattern looks familiar, but also a bit unfamiliar. It is probably a variation of the array pattern.

I couldn't recognize the ink painting, so I humbly asked for advice:

"Senior Sister Murong, what kind of formation is on this stone plate..."

Murong Caiyun paused.

Several other people also touched their foreheads with their hands, feeling helpless.

Shangguan Xu even smiled bitterly.

I don’t even know this simple formation, and I’m not that “good” at formation either…

Murong Caiyun sighed and explained helplessly:

"This is called the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array. It is a first-class formation that uses the inherent magnetism of the array pattern to attract the power of induction for detection and prevention..."

"Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array..."

Mo Hua silently remembered it again.

He didn't expect that after he was so proficient in the first-level formations and learned so much, there would be "fish that slipped through the net"...

Sure enough, we still need to go out more often.

The world of cultivation is so vast and vast that there may be formations everywhere, waiting for you to learn them!

"Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array..."

Mo Hua muttered silently, then said: "Senior Sister Murong, wait a moment, I will learn it."

Murong Caiyun was silent.

This little junior brother, when he encounters a formation, he actually wants to learn it right away...

She didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Mo Hua to write down the patterns of Xiao Yuan's magnetic array, and then everyone set off again.

As he walked, Mo Hua secretly pondered.

Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array...

The function of the first-grade nine-mark formation is somewhat similar to the "Sinan Zimu Complex Formation" that I have used. They are both used to set up formations for reconnaissance and monitor the mountain environment.

But this formation is somewhat special.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Hua discovered that this formation was actually a variation of the Bagua formation. It was a simple "variation" of the complex formation pattern.

Mo Hua silently calculated in his mind and was suddenly startled.

He discovered that the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array could be traced back to its origin, and its essential array pattern could be traced back to the "Thunder Pattern".

Thunderband?

This is wrong...

Mo Hua was confused.

The "Thunder Array" in his impression was still the "immortal pattern" that contained the power of law obliteration on top of the Heavenly Dao Array. It was extremely terrifying and could kill all living things.

But what is the relationship between "thunder and lightning" and "magnetism"?

Why did the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array, the reverse variant of the array patterns, evolve into thunder patterns and become a "Thunder Gua" formation?

Mo Hua was puzzled.

But at this time, he still had a "mission" and had no time to think about it. Mo Hua hid this doubt in his heart and planned to think about it carefully when he went back to see if he could understand anything.

It's not difficult to master just a first-grade formation.

After reading the ink painting once, I knew the patterns of Xiao Yuan's magnetic array like the back of my hand.

When he looked towards the mountains, the wisps of small magnetic array patterns scattered among the vegetation and rocks were clearly visible.

With a fleeting glance of the ink painting's spiritual consciousness, one can gain insight into everything.

"Behind the big rock, there is a formation..."

"Three feet ahead, in the middle of the mountain road, there is also a..."

"Under the tree bark, there is also a Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array..."

"There is a monster hidden in the forest on the left. The monster's right leg is injured. Under the skin and on the embedded blade, there is also a small magnetic array drawn on it..."

…

Ink painting goes all the way and gives guidance all the way.

Murong Caiyun and others gradually became a little surprised.

It was not surprising that they could see some obvious formations in the ink paintings.

But some of the formations are weird and hard to find, and the ink paintings can always find them out one by one.

Even some formations were so cunning and remote that they were unable to detect them, or they were too far away before they had time to detect them, and they could not escape Mo Hua's consciousness.

Only then did they begin to believe that Mo Hua really had some strength.

"Good at" formations may be a bit exaggerated.

But the talent of the formation is definitely not bad.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ink paintings with much gentler eyes.

When performing sect missions, there are dangers everywhere, and they don't want to bring a "little oil bottle" with them, even though this little oil bottle looks cute and cute.

An hour later, everyone arrived at a hillside.

The hillside is as usual, but under the cover of vegetation, there is a hidden cave entrance.

The "Vulture" who was wanted by Daotingsi was hiding in the cave.

Several people hid behind a rock and discussed the plan of pursuit.

But these have nothing to do with ink painting.

Originally, he came here to see through the formation. When he got here, most of his mission was completed. He didn't need to take action in the next thing.

In the words of Senior Sister Murong, it is:

"You should hide well, don't show your face, protect yourself, and run away if anything happens..."

It is not only to care about the ink paintings, but also to prevent the ink paintings from appearing rashly and causing trouble.

If he was caught by the vulture again and used as a hostage, the situation would be extremely serious.

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Senior sister, don't worry."

He is very good at saving lives.

However, I thought that if my senior brothers and sisters took action and killed the "vulture" directly, I would not have the chance to show my "power". The next time they offered a bounty, they would not take me to play with them...

Mo Hua thought to himself that he still needs to be more useful...

The mountains and forests are desolate and the hillsides are silent.

The grass is deep, the rocks are tangled, and there is no trace of anyone.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved slightly, and he glanced around, his eyes shining slightly, and then he whispered:

"To the west of this place, one hundred and fifty feet away, there is a golden formation with eleven lines of the second grade;"

"To the east of this place, about 150 feet away, there is a trapped mountain formation, Bagua Gen is trapped formation, second grade fourteen patterns..."

"At the entrance of the cave, there is Genshan Formation, second grade..."

"The area ten feet outside the cave entrance is covered with... Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array? But it is also a second-grade one..."

…

The ink painting counted all the formations near the cave, "like a treasure trove of treasures" without missing a single one.

Almost saw through the "vulture"'s lair.

Not only Murong Caiyun, but also Ouyang Feng and others were a little stunned.

"Have you...learned the second-grade formation?"

Mo Hua said modestly: "I have learned a little bit..."

Several people looked slightly startled and looked at each other. Only then did they realize that they had far underestimated this innocent-looking junior brother.

Able to see through all the formations set up by others.

This kind of formation attainment and understanding must be extremely profound.

Sure enough, there is no mediocre person who can enter the Eight Gates.

Their "formation master" was not invited in vain.

Ouyang Feng released his consciousness and made a little confirmation. He saw that everything was exactly as Mo Hua said. He didn't even realize those formations, Mo Hua didn't mention them. He couldn't help but nodded in appreciation:

"Yes, thanks to Junior Brother Mo. This way, it will be much easier for us to capture the vulture."

"Then we will proceed as planned and lure the vulture out..."

Mo Hua smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed slightly and he sighed:

"No need..."

Everyone was startled.

Mo Hua whispered: "The vulture discovered us."

Ouyang Feng and others' expressions darkened, and then they calmed down and found that around them, at some point, they were filled with a deep and cold consciousness.

In just a moment, Mo Hua judged:

"Sixteen lines of divine consciousness!"

"The peak of the middle stage of foundation building!"

"And...not just one person..."

Ouyang Feng looked slightly stunned, and Murong Caiyun and others were also a little distracted.

They haven't discovered anything yet, so how come this little junior brother knows everything?

But with the enemy at hand, there was no time to ask further questions.

Ouyang Feng's eyes showed a hint of determination, "Kill!"

Then the murderous intention suddenly came.

A strong, somewhat demonic sword energy came through the air and shattered the boulders where everyone was hiding, but Ouyang Feng drew his sword in time to resolve them one by one.

Stone chips were flying and the smoke dissipated.

Ouyang Feng holds a red-gold maple sword in his hand and stands in front of everyone. He has a tall figure, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary weapon.

Shangguan Xu drew out a huge sword with his backhand, showing an awe-inspiring momentum.

Hua Qianqian stretched out her slender hands, and dozens of hundred flower spiritual needles floated in front of her.

Murong Caiyun squeezed the magic with her hands, and the hairpins in her hair shone brightly, emitting five colors of light. There was also magic condensing on her fingertips...

"There's going to be a fight!"

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Mo Hua immediately ran away, used the concealment technique, put on a small cloak, found a big stone pit, lay down on the ground, and hid.

If there was a fight, it would be none of his business for the time being.

There are so many senior brothers and sisters, so long as he can hide well and stay out of their way.

Murong Caiyun paid attention to Mo Hua. Seeing that Mo Hua was very clever, he noticed the enemy's sword energy before he could reach it. He retreated behind everyone early and hid alone. He couldn't help but nodded.

Others also breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Shangguan Xu.

He was told by Wenren Wan to take good care of Mo Hua.

If anything happens to Mo Hua, Aunt Wan'er will definitely blame him.

Now when Mo Hua saw that the situation was bad, he hid far away, and he would also hide it in a vague way. He didn't know where he was hiding, so he felt relieved.

At this moment, several monks walked out of the dry mountain cave entrance.

There was a monk in front of him, wearing brown clothes, with narrow eyes and an eagle nose. He was middle-aged and had a sinister gaze.

Behind him were five monks, all dressed in black, who did not look like good people.

Mo Hua hid far away, but his ears and eyes were sharp. He could see the faces of these people clearly, and guessed in his mind that the monk in brown clothes must be the "vulture" who had done many bad things.

But he couldn't help but wonder:

"Vulture vulture...why isn't he bald?"

"Could he be wearing a wig?"

No way...

Logically speaking, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

If he is not "bald", how can others call him "vulture"?

The ink drawings are a bit confusing.

And the war in the distance is about to break out.

On the one hand, there are disciples of the sect who accepted the reward offered by Dao Tingsi, earned merit, and hunted down Sin Xiu.

One of them is a criminal who is wanted by the Dao Tingsi and is full of evildoers.

Both sides have no intention of giving up, and there is basically no nonsense. When they meet, it is a fight to the death.

Spiritual power is surging, five elements of spells are flying, and there are also some strange spiritual weapons and sword energy, intertwined with each other...

Mo Hua secretly lay down in the grass, exposed his head, and watched others fight. His mind turned and he roughly estimated the strength of both parties.

There are five people on my side.

But he got caught in the grass, so there were only four people on the field, all of whom were in the middle stage of foundation building.

There were six people on the opposite side.

Only one is in the early stage of foundation building.

The other five people are in the middle stage of foundation building.

Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level is the hook-nosed "Vulture", who is at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building and has sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness.

The several senior brothers and sisters on my side are all disciples of large sects. They have profound cultivation, good skills in spiritual weapons and Taoism, and have rich experience in fighting, and they cooperate well with each other.

Even if it's four versus six, it doesn't fall behind at all.

Mo Hua nodded.

He is worthy of being the proud disciple of every major sect in the Qianxue State.

I will follow them from now on!

But Mo Hua was also a little worried.

The current situation is somewhat stalemate.

Such a stalemate is definitely not the answer.

Especially the "Vulture", who had an advantage in cultivation. He was holding a silver sword and fighting Ouyang Feng with a calm look on his face, obviously having a backup plan.

In this situation……

Mo Hua thought about it for a while.

"We should kill the other sin cultivators first, and then use our hands to beat the leader of the "vulture" with the outnumbered enemy..."

The situation on the field was similar to what Mo Hua expected.

Obviously Ouyang Feng and others also think so.

First of all, the sin cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was found by Shangguan Xu. He ducked close and fell to the ground with a few blows.

Hua Qianqian took the time to add a few more spiritual needles.

This is what the monks in the early stages of foundation building explained.

Mo Hua shook his head and thought:

"This idiot has no self-awareness. In the early stage of foundation building, he rashly participated in the melee in the middle stage of foundation building. He didn't pay much attention to it and tried to escape. He deserves to be the first to die..."

Then it was four versus five.

Mo Hua was not in a hurry to take action, he wanted to observe first.

Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

First of all, the battle between Ouyang Feng and his senior brothers and sisters is structured and has a tacit understanding.

But these are similar to the cooperation between monster hunters.

It's nothing more than containing the sword energy in close combat, suppressing it with magic in long range, cooperating with each other, looking for the enemy's weaknesses, increasing his injuries, and taking his life.

They didn't use any superior spells either.

Or moves such as using the Golden Body Technique to protect one's body, charging up spiritual power, and killing enemies with a sword.

The evil cultivators on the opposite side have similar methods, except that their spiritual weapons are quenched with poison, their spiritual power also has some strangeness, and their Taoist moves are also weird.

Mo Hua watched for a long time, and became familiar with the moves and attack habits of both sides. He understood every move of the enemy, whether he advanced or retreated, and nodded slightly.

"It's time to take action..."

If they don't take action, they won't know how "powerful" they are!

His own spells were learned in vain.

The fighting continues in the distance...

The mountains and rocks are flying, the spells are surging, and the body is close to the body to exchange moves.

At this moment, Shangguan Xu's giant sword pressed across, forcing a criminal in black to retreat in embarrassment, exposing his flaw.

When Murong Caiyun saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly. He twisted his hand a little, and then a five-color spiritual light shot through the air and hit the sin cultivator on the shoulder.

The spiritual light tore through the clothes, pierced the flesh, and brought out a trail of blood, and then evaporated the blood in an instant, leaving a scar.

The guilty cultivator couldn't help but stumbled a few steps, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he cursed a few times in pain, and when he saw that the opportunity was not good, he turned around and tried to escape.

Shangguan Xu slashed down with his sword, trying to stop him, but the sword was too slow to stop him.

Murong Caiyun condensed his magic and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him and kill the criminal cultivator.

But in the end, the spell was a step too slow. It only injured his arm and did not leave the sinful cultivator behind.

Zuixiu turned around, gave Murong Caiyun a sinister look, and cursed viciously:

"Bitch!"

He remembered these people in his mind, then activated his body skills, and wanted to slip away. After finding a place to rest, he would come back to cause trouble for these sect disciples.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in his heart.

It seemed like he was being watched by someone.

Before he could think about it, a ray of light blue water appeared out of thin air and formed a cage, tightly confining him!

At the same time, a suffocating feeling of "drowning" came.

The guilty cultivator could not move, his chest was tight and he felt nauseated, and he could not help but turn pale with fright.

What kind of spell is this? !

Shangguan Xu and Murong Caiyun were also stunned for a moment, but the opportunity to fight was fleeting, and they immediately came to their senses and seized this opportunity.

Shangguan Xu's sword swept across, blocking several sin cultivators who wanted to support him.

Murong Caiyun turned her delicate hands and condensed the magic formula, forming a brighter five-color spiritual light spell.

The sin cultivator was trapped by the Water Prison Technique. After struggling several times, he finally broke free.

He is in the middle stage of foundation building.

Mo Hua is only in the early stage of foundation building, and his spiritual roots are poor and his spiritual power is weak. Although his spells are fast, the effect will still be poor.

But the few breaths of time trapped by the water prison technique are enough.

As soon as the sin cultivator broke out of the water prison, he looked up and saw a spiritual light, which accidentally penetrated his chest. Although it did not cause death, it also caused serious injuries.

Ouyang Feng, who was on the side, was pestering the sin cultivator Vulture.

Hua Qianqian, Huizhi Lanxin, saw the battle situation here, took the time to fill up two spiritual needles, and hit the sinus cultivator's heart.

In just a few breaths, the sin cultivator was trapped by the Water Prison Technique, penetrated by the Five Elements Spiritual Light, and stabbed in the heart by the Baihua Spirit Needle. He was unable to escape and died on the spot.

This change happened in a blink of an eye, and the situation changed drastically on the spot.

Four against four.

There is also an ink painting, hiding in the dark, "watching eagerly".

One in the early stage of foundation building, one in the middle stage of foundation building, and two sin cultivators died.

The vulture's face also lost its calmness.

His sinister eyes glanced around him coldly, and said in a cold voice:

"How dare Xiaoxiao dare to plot against you?"

Ouyang Feng looked surprised.

Murong Caiyun and others thought about it, but they were shocked.

It's ink painting...

They didn't expect that Mo Hua, a "little formation master", could actually perform such tricky and weird spells, and he could cast them so fast and grasp the timing very accurately.

Most importantly, very skilled...

It seems like I often do this kind of thing...

There was no echo.

The vulture's eyes looked around gloomily, and his consciousness kept scanning around.

No matter who he is or what his cultivation level is, this kid who secretly casts a cold arrow must be a hidden danger in the current situation.

Ouyang Feng was afraid that the vulture would find out where Mo Hua was hiding. His eyes turned cold, his sword energy increased sharply, he accelerated his attack, and said in a deep voice:

"Bandits, suffer death!"

The vulture was slightly angry and let out a "tsk", but he had to brace himself to deal with Ouyang Feng.

Murong Caiyun and the other three, knowing that the opportunity was rare, went all out and stopped holding back, intending to eliminate the remaining sins and then attack the leader of the Vulture together.

Mo Hua was much more relaxed. He lay on the grass, humming a tune, watching others fight, and then found the right opportunity to control the enemy with the Water Prison Technique.

If you don't take action, that's it. If you do, there will be a guilty cultivator who will be stabbed.

If he takes action again, the guilty cultivator will die.

Murong Caiyun and others are all leaders of the sect, how could they fail to seize this kind of opportunity.

After Mo Hua performed six or seven Water Prison Techniques, all the sin cultivators present were dead and seriously injured, with only one Vulture still barely holding on.

Now he became anxious and said angrily:

"A despicable villain, stabbing someone in the back, what kind of skill is that?"

Mo Hua originally didn't want to pay attention to him, and planned to "sin" him to death, or to "sin" him to the point of being seriously injured and on the verge of death, and then come forward and say something to see if he could "anger" him to death.

But as he looked at it, Mo Hua realized that something was wrong with this vulture.

He simply showed up, walked forward, and stood next to Senior Sister Murong.

The vulture was shocked when he saw the ink painting.

He didn't expect that the person hiding in the dark and using insidious spells to trick his brother to death would be a little kid with a childish look on his face?

But the next moment, his eyes turned red and he stared at the ink painting.

These sect disciples in the middle stage of foundation building are difficult to deal with. You can find opportunities to settle accounts later.

But this insidious and cunning brat with shallow cultivation must die here today!

He must be cut into pieces to vent his hatred!

The vulture's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Ouyang Feng noticed the killing intent in the vulture's eyes and his eyes darkened.

Murong Caiyun also frowned and asked worriedly: "Why did you come out?"

Mo Hua pointed at the vulture and said decisively:

"There's something wrong with him!"

Everyone was startled.

Murong Caiyun couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with him?"

"There's something wrong with his head!" Mo Hua said firmly.

"What's wrong with my head..."

Mo Hua's voice was crisp and confident:

"He's bald!!"

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The monks present were all stunned.

Murong Caiyun and the others didn't know what to say for a moment...

The vulture was filled with anger. Not only were its eyes bloodshot, but its face was also flushed with anger.

But at the same time, he felt guilty that his true identity had been discovered, so he turned around and wanted to run away.

Ouyang Feng saw this and immediately took action to stop him.

But Mo Hua shouted: "Cut his hair!"

The vulture was furious, "You brat!"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ouyang Feng's sword move.

Ouyang Feng was a little helpless, but subconsciously, he did as Mo Hua said. The yellow maple sword in his hand was sharp, and he cut off the vulture's hair with every move.

The vulture was furious and embarrassed, but his moves were a bit strange.

Ignoring some minor injuries on his body, he dodged the deadly sword energy, but firmly protected the top of his head.

It seems that he is trying his best to keep his hair.

Even if the body is injured, even if the skin is torn, not a single hair can fall out!

The two struggled for a while, and Shangguan Xu also stepped forward to help.

He was holding a giant sword. If he really wanted to sharpen it, he would cut it into a large piece.

The vulture was so anxious that he retreated while fighting, and wanted to leave, but Mo Hua was still there. With a click of a finger, the Water Prison Technique appeared, restraining him in place.

Finally, after dozens of rounds, Murong Caiyun couldn't stand it any longer, and took the opportunity to condense a five-color aura. With a little movement of his hands, the aura shot out, staggering the vulture that was unable to dodge.

Shangguan Xu had quick eyes and quick hands, and slashed at the vulture's neck with his giant sword.

With his life at stake, the vulture had no choice but to lower his head to avoid the sword. His neck was dodged, but his hair was not, and a large piece of it was cut off.

The remaining "wig" also fell off on its own, revealing a bald head.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he nodded confidently.

As he expected, this middle-aged monk was indeed bald!

And, not just any bald guy.

His bald head is like a "tattoo", with various lines painted on it.

Mo Hua squinted his eyes and thought so.

The tattoo on the bald head of this vulture is surprisingly a formation, and the shape of the formation is extremely special, with eagle claws and carved eyes, shaped like animal patterns.

Mr. Xun said.

Those who are beasts are close to demons.

This type of formation is passed down from generation to generation by the monks of the wilderness tribe in the wilderness south of Kyushu...

Four-Elephant Demon Pattern Formation!

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