When I went back tonight, Mo Hua practiced the hidden formation and the reverse spirit formation all night on the Taoist monument of the sea of ​​consciousness.
He was already familiar with the hidden array, so he just reviewed it.
The reverse spirit formation is extremely difficult. A complete reverse spirit formation requires ten-line spiritual consciousness. Ink painting cannot be drawn now, but it is just used to practice the formation and hone the spiritual consciousness.
I got up early the next day and practiced for an hour.
Then after having breakfast, he left for Dahei Mountain, crossed the outer mountain, arrived at the inner mountain, and walked to the edge of the cliff.
The cliff wall stands thousands of feet high, and the clouds and mists are shrouded in depth.
Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, closed her eyes, let go of her spiritual sense, and looked down at the cliff.
This time, there was a prediction, so the purpose was clearer and the perception was more careful.
After a moment, Mo Hua opened her eyes and showed doubts.
Or nothing.
If he had expected it, these sinful cultivators should have hidden themselves using the concealment array. The most likely one was to hide under the cliff.
But at this time the cliff is deep and cannot be seen.
There is no human figure or other special aura within the range of the spiritual perception of the ink painting.
This is a bit strange.
Not under the cliff, is it the opposite side?
The ink painting looked opposite again.
Opposite is a deep mountain with deep clouds and fog, strong miasma, unpredictable aura, and under the cover of miasma, there is no cliff edge.
I can't see anything myself, and there seems to be no need to use formations to hide.
"It's not under the cliff, not across the cliff, is it between cliffs?"
Mo Hua muttered, and then his spiritual sense explored the cliffs.
Between the cliffs on both sides, the fog and foul air in the mountains intertwined, and for a while, I couldn't see it very carefully.
As he looked, Mo Hua suddenly opened his eyes.
There is really something!
Mo Hua was shocked, then closed her eyes again, calmed her mind, put her spiritual consciousness to the extreme, tried to eliminate the interference of the miasma in the mountains, and perceived it with all her strength.
In a vague way, Mo Hua finally discovered a road leading to the opposite cliff.
When I realized what this road was, Mo Hua was shocked.
This is actually not a mountain road, but a fallen mountain!
The peaks are sharp and the rocks are tough. They fall from the opposite side and lie across the cliffs on both sides, forming a natural stone bridge.
A formation master set up hidden formations on the mountain peaks to block the traces, and then used the natural miasma on the cliffs to blur the perception of the spiritual consciousness.
This mountain became an extremely hidden and unknown secret path that stood on a trough and connected the cliffs on both sides.
We use the rocks of heaven, earth, mountains and rocks as formations, and the miasma and mist in the mountains as cover, without revealing traces, without knowing the gods.
Ink painting was shocked.
Then he thought to himself: "This formation master is a master!"
He had just learned to hide the formation, but this formation master had already deployed the hidden formation on the rocks for a long time ago, and the formation level was obviously higher than that of himself.
Since I learned the ink painting formation, this is the first time I have met a formation master with a higher accomplishment than myself, except for the mysterious Mr. Zhuang.
Mo Hua couldn't help but be curious, who is this formation master?
Is it also a sin practice to set up a formation in scapegoats and hide his actions?
Mo Hua felt a little regretful. After finally learning the formation, he did something bad, but he just made accomplices for the tiger and did such a murderous and robbery.
What to do next?
Mo Hua frowned.
Since we have discovered the traces of these sinful cultivators, we naturally have to inquire about the truth and reality.
But it is impossible for ink painting to take risks alone.
After all, no one knows how many people are in these sinful cultivation, how good are they, how bad are they, and what are their intentions to entrench in the mountains.
Mo Hua planned to go back first, tell Elder Yu about this, and report it to Daotingsi by the way.
With the help of the demon hunter and Dao Tingshi, the crowds of people were crowded and powerful, the group of sin cultivation could be taken away.
Mo Hua had already made up his mind and planned to go back first, but when he turned around, he stopped and frowned.
This seems to be a bit inappropriate.
When I go back, I call people. Although there are many people and powerful people, a group of people entering the mountain will inevitably alert the snake, which will make the cultivator be prepared for it.
There are many people in them, but what if there are more sins and cultivators?
After all, I have been dormant for two or three hundred years and have been recruiting evil people everywhere, so I am afraid that it is quite powerful.
If the Crime relied on the advantage of the territory and ambushed the Dao Tingsi and the Demon Hunter would probably die many people.
Mo Hua has a good relationship with Dao Tingsi and has a deep relationship with the demon hunter.
This is something that I don't want to see ink painting.
Moreover, if you do not know the truth and practice the truth of the sin, and act rashly, you will have little chance of winning.
If Sin Xiu ran away and wanted to eradicate them at the root, it would be impossible.
What's more, everything at the moment is just a guess of ink painting.
Although it is 70% or 80% possible, it is impossible to be sure if you don’t see it with your own eyes.
What if there is not a sin cultivation behind the cliff?
What if he is a hermit master like Mr. Zhuang, or a high-level formation master with an introverted temperament?
If you assemble a group of monks, you will undoubtedly make enemies.
Ink painting is a little confused.
After thinking about it, it seems that the best way is to "take risks alone" yourself...
If one has strong spiritual consciousness, one can detect danger early and there will be a trance. Ordinary monks cannot get into it. And the most important thing now is that he can hide.
He is the only monk who can hide among all the demon hunters in Tongxian City.
With the help of concealment techniques and concealment arrays, the concealment effect is stronger than that of ordinary concealment techniques, and the foundation-building monk may not be able to see through it if he is careless.
If the other side is a master, he should not be skeptical about him, a young monk.
If the opposite side is really a sinful cultivator, he will not be alarmed by himself.
They killed people without knowing the truth, and they themselves were inquiring about the truth without knowing the truth.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.
Once you explore the realities and reality, it is naturally easier to formulate countermeasures.
Mo Hua nodded.
Take a little risk by yourself. The demon hunter or Dao Tingsi can kill many people less, and this risk is worth taking.
And I just took a careful look at it, probably confirmed the situation on the other side, and then came back secretly.
The sinful practices on the opposite side may not be able to discover themselves.
After all, his concealment technique and concealment array were not learned in vain.
Ink painting gradually made up its mind:
"First use the hidden technique to sneak over, find out the truth, and then sneak back."
This will neither alert the enemy nor take too much risk.
Mo Hua grabbed a handful of stones nearby, found another branch, then opened the storage bag, took out a bottle of spiritual ink, and made a little sense of his spiritual consciousness, and splashed the spiritual ink from a place on the edge of the cliff.
The golden spiritual ink was splashed down, and after a moment, it seemed to be blocked by something, splashing out one after another, condensed into a piece of ink mark in the air.
“There is indeed a way.”
Mo Hua nodded, then sprinkled a few stones down and confirmed that the stones had also fallen in the air and had not sunk into the cliff. Only then did he feel relieved.
Mo Hua first activated the concealment array, then activated the concealment technique to hide his body, and then used the lapse of water steps, jumped down from the cliff lightly, and jumped into the clouds and mist.
After a while, Mo Hua's feet were slightly numb and fell on the invisible stone road.
The spiritual ink that had just been poured down and the stones that had been thrown down were all at his feet.
Ink painting couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although I knew there was a way, I was still a little scared to jump off the cliff.
Mo Hua looked down and his hands and feet became weak and his little face turned pale.
Below the cliff is a deep abyss, and if you fall down, you will be crushed to pieces.
At this moment, he was standing out of thin air, standing on the abyss.
Mo Hua took a deep breath and said to herself:
"Don't look down, don't look down..."
Then, I muster up the courage, take steps, and walk forward step by step, while carefully testing the way forward with branches.
Between the two cliffs covered by clouds and mist, on a hidden mountain road, a hidden young monk was walking quietly towards the other side step by step.
For two or three hundred years, the demon hunters have not discovered hidden mountain roads, and at this moment, the sinners have not discovered hidden ink paintings.
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Chapter completed!