Between the cliffs, on the invisible road, Mo Hua walked carefully.
After a cup of tea, Mo Hua finally walked to the opposite side.
When I climbed up the opposite cliff, the moment I landed under my feet, the fog around me suddenly became heavier and the miasma was strong, making people dizzy.
Mo Hua quickly took out two miasma-proof pills and took them, circulated his spiritual power and refined the medicinal power, and then felt a little more comfortable.
Looking around, I found myself in a small woods with no one around.
Except for the fog being heavier and the miasma being a little more poisonous, it is no different from Uchiyama.
"Where are those sinful practices? Could it be that they are not here?"
Mo Hua muttered in her heart.
Mo Hua walked around carefully for a while and found that the sunlight was covered by heavy fog, the forest was hazy, and he could not tell the direction himself, so he didn't know where he had gone.
The most important thing is that there is no trace of a monk at all.
Mo Hua sat on the ground, a little confused.
Did you guess wrong?
It shouldn't be...
Mo Hua thought about it and suddenly felt strange.
On the other side of the cliff, the sun is bright and the fog is not heavy at this time, but when we reach the deep mountain, there is a stone road. Why is the fog so deep?
The sunlight on both sides is not much different. Logically speaking, even if the fog is heavier, it will not be so heavy.
Mo Hua let go of his spiritual sense, looked carefully, and suddenly frowned.
There was a faint spiritual power in the fog, like a pattern, condensed around it.
Ordinary monks may not be able to detect it, but the ink painting can tell at a glance that this is the formation pattern drawn by the formation master!
Ink painting suddenly realized.
The fog in the deep mountains was not so heavy. It was the formation of the formation master at work, which made the fog in the deep mountains thick and could not see the five fingers.
Mo Hua was excited, and he followed the location of the formation pattern and found a big tree, took out a dagger, and chiseled open the bark.
The dry bark was chiseled open, and there was indeed a formation hidden inside.
The nine-line formation pattern is a first-grade formation. The formation pattern is mainly water system, with some changes in the brushwork and some unfamiliar form.
I have never seen ink paintings, but I thought it would be a fog array.
The function of the formation is to condense water vapor, causing it to float in the surface of the forest, forming a long-lasting mist.
The ink painting felt novel and saw that there was no one around, so he took out the paper and pen, copied it according to the formation, and stroke by stroke.
Generally speaking, it is best to use the array diagram when learning formations.
There are detailed array patterns on the array diagram, including stroke order, ink ratio, array pattern type, array pivot structure, and other precautions.
It is relatively difficult to reversely deduce the drawing method through ready-made formations.
However, no matter how difficult it is, it is just an ordinary first-grade formation. The formation pattern is a bit special, but it is also within the scope of the Five Elements formation and is nothing to ink painting.
After drawing ink five or six times, I mastered it and realized it.
Heavy fog can deceive people, but the formation set up is fixed and cannot deceive people, especially in Mo Hua.
Not only the bark of the tree, but also the surrounding rocks and bushes, this formation is drawn scatteredly.
Based on the orientation of the fog array set up, he can roughly infer the path in the fog.
As soon as I thought about this, Mo Hua suddenly became clear.
He didn't need to worry about the fog, as long as he used the fog array in the fog as a signpost, he wouldn't get lost.
The formation master who set up the fog array wanted to use heavy fog to confuse the direction.
But the fog array he set up actually made Mo Hua find the direction.
Ink painting put away the paper and pen, let go of his spiritual consciousness, sensed the position of the fog array, and began to walk into the deep mountains.
After walking a few steps, Mo Hua suddenly realized that others could set up formations, but he could do it too.
There were also some stone needles painted with Sinanzi array in his storage bag, which were not used up in the Uchiyama and were just laid along the road at this time.
Once there is an unexpected situation, you can also know it in advance.
Everything is planned, and nothing is done.
It is better to have a preparation in advance than to catch yourself off guard when you are in danger.
Mo Hua walked along the direction of the fog array, and inserted the Sinan stone needle in a hidden position.
As I walked, Mo Hua gradually became familiar with the road in the foggy forest.
But after walking for a long time, I still couldn't see any trace of Sin Cultivation.
Mo Hua frowned. Did he neglect something? Or did this group of sins be deeply hidden?
Why don't you go back first? Let's take a look next time?
Just as I was hesitating, suddenly the sound of footsteps came into my ears.
Mo Hua was shocked and saw that there were no mountains and rocks everywhere, and the plants and trees were not deep, so he could not hide. So he took three steps at a time and two steps, and with the help of the passing steps, he walked straight up to a big tree beside him.
Mo Hua lay down on the big branch, and then realized that he had already used the hidden technique. Ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators could not see it, and their spiritual consciousness could not sense it.
But it is always right to be careful when sailing for a thousand years.
What if the person who came was a foundation-building monk?
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the outlines of the two figures in the fog also appeared faintly, mixed with some vague conversation sounds.
"Brother...it's this road, didn't lie to me."
"Don't worry, that's right."
"This fog is so fucking big... I walked for a long time..."
"Will you be discovered if there is not much fog?"
“…can you get in?”
"Why? Don't believe me?"
...
When we got closer, we were two cultivators, one fat and one thin, both of whom were in the late stage of Qi Refining.
Ink painting breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was not a foundation building.
Even if a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage sees through his hidden art, he still has a way to deal with it.
What's more, cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage cannot see through his hidden art unless they have the foundation-building consciousness.
Mo Hua looked at it carefully again and found that the fog was hazy and they couldn't see their faces clearly. However, they saw that they were dressed in different clothes, one was sharp and the other was free and acted a little sneaky. They should not be a good person.
"Is it a sinful practice?"
The eyes of the ink painting lit up. If it is a sinful practice, then there will be clues.
Even if you are not a sin practice in the deep mountains, you must know the road in the deep mountains.
The fat and thin monks walked side by side, Mo Hua gently stepped under the tree, and then tiptoed behind him.
The two of them walked and chatted all the way, without knowing that they were being followed.
The two fat monks were walking around the fog forest, looking through the map and pointing out the mountain roads. After turning a few mountain passes and walking to a large tree stump, the two stopped.
"Is it here?" asked the thin monk.
"No," the fat monk nodded.
"What should I do next?"
"wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for the third update at midnight."
To be continued...