"I first sneak in, save Teacher Yan, and then untie the formation of the zombie village. In this way, if the zombie village has no formation defense, it will be much easier to attack again."
"Although I can do some tricks on the formation for ordinary corpse cultivators and zombies, I have too many numbers and too little time, so I am not easy to do, so I can only leave it to you."
"But I will find a way to solve those iron corpses..."
Ink painting calculation.
Situ Fang was surprised when she heard this:
"How do you solve the problem with the iron corpse?"
The ink painting raised two little fingers: "There are two ways..."
"The best way is to steal Zhang Quan's corpse control bell. Without the corpse control bell, Zhang Quan was unable to control the iron corpse, which was equivalent to breaking his arms."
"But the corpse control bell is extremely important. Zhang Quan will carry it with him, so he may not be able to steal it."
"If I can't steal it, I will tamper with the iron corpse formation and make the iron corpse out of control. In this way, the village will be in chaos. If everyone covers it up and kills it, the corpse village will definitely be over."
The ink paintings are arranged clearly.
Situ Fang frowned.
It sounds quite simple, but in reality, it may be very risky.
She couldn't help but worry, "Can it work?"
Mo Hua calculated: "It is easy to solve the array, and you are 90% sure..."
In fact, I want to say 100% of the Mo Hua, because for him now, it is even easier to solve the first grade, or even some of the first grade formations.
But you can't be too confident in everything, you have to leave some room, so he only said 90%.
"…The probability of stealing Zhang Quan's corpse control bell is very small, and it is estimated that only one or two percent is certain;"
"I am about 50% sure of using the iron corpse. First, I don't know what specific formations are there on the iron corpse. I haven't studied them. Second, I have been careful to guard the iron corpse, so I may not have a chance to get close..."
The sound of ink painting is crisp.
Situ Fang was a little ashamed.
The child Mo Hua can not only inquire about news, analyze news, and also come up with solutions based on the news.
He has meticulous thinking, careful and calm behavior.
Still a formation master...
No wonder Zhang Lan said that Yang Jiyong tried every means to win over the Dao Bing Department of Mo Hua.
Situ Fang nodded and said:
"Okay, just do what you said."
Later, Situ Fang invited the two elders of the Situ family.
One is Situ Jin, and the other is a tall and thin foundation-building monk.
Everyone discussed the specific details, including the time of attacking the village, the lurking location, the equipment of spiritual weapons, the purchase of elixirs, the overall dispatch of monks, etc.
The discussion was made. Two days later, more than 200 monks from the Situ family gathered and set off to the barren mountains of Nanyue City.
The barren mountains are dark in the night, the moon is cold in the moon and the forest is deep in the forest.
The dead grass and strange trees cast strange shadows on trees.
Occasionally, monsters roar low, seemingly crying or complaining, and only add to silence.
Everyone walked away in black clothes, holding pieces, without saying a word until midnight, and under the guidance of Mo Hua, they arrived outside the zombie village.
In front of me was a bare stone forest.
Mo Hua whispered: "I'll go in and take a look first, you guys are waiting for my news."
After saying that, he quietly disappeared without waiting for Situ Fang to respond.
Situ Fang was slightly stunned.
The two elders of the Situ family behind her were also stunned, and then they looked shocked.
Disappeared?
Just when the breath is gone without revealing it?
They built the foundation and didn't know how the ink painting disappeared. The surroundings were empty and there was no trace of them in their spiritual consciousness.
They can't even see through the concealment of a Qi-refining cultivator?
What kind of hidden art is this?
When the few were surprised, Mo Hua had already used his steps to sneak into the zombie village.
There were four or five more people defending in front of the gate of the zombie village than before.
It seems that Zhang Quan is still not relieved.
Around the gate, a fake version of "Dust Showing Array" of Yan Xue was also laid.
Mo Hua hid her body, walked through the "Dust Show Array" with a swagger, and then jumped onto the roof with a light hand and found Yan Xueshi's room with a familiarity.
It was late, and Teacher Yan was still reading the array book.
Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness and saw that there was no one around, he quietly went in and whispered to Teacher Yan:
"Student Yan, I will save you tonight, so you can clean up first."
Teacher Yan was looking at the book seriously, and a whisper suddenly sounded in the dark corner, and he was shocked.
When he heard who the sound was, he was surprised and did not speak, but nodded calmly.
After that, Teacher Yan began to get up and quietly packed up the array book and array map.
Mo Hua took advantage of this time to remove the defensive formation of the Walking Zou Village.
The ink painting is solved very quickly.
Because there is no need to cover up the traces, and you don’t worry about the damage to the formation, the ink brush is a dragon and a snake, and the technique is simple and rough.
As soon as the sky dawns and the war begins, these formations will be destroyed.
So you don’t have to be polite ink painting.
Some of the convenient solutions can be solved.
There are some more complicated things, and he is too lazy to solve them, so he draws some reverse spirit formations.
Once these formations are opened, the formation will self-destruct due to the contradictory spiritual power and the disordered formation patterns.
However, this kind of self-destruction is relatively small and far from the extent to which the formation collapses.
The original intention of ink painting is to only destroy the formation.
Instead of using formations to kill the corpse cultivators in the zombie village.
He hasn't had this skill yet.
In such a huge zombie village, I was familiar with the ink paintings and ran around.
Either climbing walls, climbing roofs, climbing beams, or drilling caves...
The formations in the village were either solved or destroyed, and they were all destroyed.
This route was also planned ink painting in advance and simulated several times in my mind.
Strive to destroy the most formations in the shortest time.
Two or three hours later, the formation in the zombie village was destroyed by Mo Hua.
Mo Hua was a little tired. After a while, he thought about it, and then went to Zhang Quan's secret room again.
Zhang Quan was meditating and resting.
His corpse control bell was placed in the storage bag, which was placed at his waist.
Mo Hua observed him for many days, and Zhang Quanling never left his bag, but his bag was never left.
He kept the corpse control bell in the storage bag and had never taken it out.
Unless he is beaten to the point of being bored, he will not be able to get the storage bag or grab the corpse control bell.
But Mo Hua can only refine Qi and fight head-on, so she is definitely not Zhang Quan's opponent.
He does not have the talent and cultivation of the younger brothers and senior sisters.
Even if you hit a slap, you can't knock Zhang Quan unconscious.
Ink painting is a bit of a pity.
It seems that I guessed right. Normally, I can't steal the corpse control bell.
Zhang Quan is not a fool and will not give him this opportunity.
Mo Hua went to the corpse-hiding cave again.
The corpse-hiding cave is used by the corpse village to refine and store zombies.
The coffins of the iron corpse are placed in the deepest part of the corpse cave.
Mo Hua looked at it and saw several corpse cultivators guarding them overnight. There was an early warning formation nearby, but they couldn't get close to it.
These iron corpses were not guarded before.
It seems that Zhang Quan suffered a loss and had a memory, so he did not dare to be careless at all.
"This is troublesome..."
Mohua frowned.
The bell can't be stolen, and the iron corpse can't move.
If they really start, they will definitely suffer.
Mo Hua thought about it and shook her head slightly.
It seems that relying on yourself alone can’t solve it for the time being.
Mo Hua got up and left the zombie village first.
When he arrived outside the village, he met Situ Fang and said truthfully:
"I have solved the formation, but I can't steal the corpse control bell, and the iron corpse cannot be approached."
Situ Fang was slightly stunned.
It was beyond her expectations that it could untie the formation.
As for the corpse control bells and iron corpses, she doesn't want to ask for these.
"It's okay, it's good to be able to unlock the formation." Situ Fang said, "Next, let's follow the plan?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "But there is no need to attack forcefully, we should focus on harassment, so that chaos can arise in the village."
"Okay." Situ Fang said.
Mo Hua looked at Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi again and said:
"Let's take advantage of the chaos and save Teacher Yan first."
"Yes." Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi nodded.
So when the sky is not clear and people's hearts are tired.
Situ Fang and the two foundation-building elders of the Situ family led more than 200 Situ family monks in black and walked into the zombie village.
At the gate of the zombie village, several zombie cultivators were burning fire and drinking, talking in a daze.
The foundation-building elder took the lead and relied on his quick body skills. In a flash, he arrived at these corpse cultivators, and then took all his strength to wipe out the corpse cultivators who were guarding the door with the power of thunder!
After that, it was confirmed that there was no one around, so that other monks of the Situ family kept up.
After killing this a few times, the corpse cultivator was still discovered.
The Walking Village alarm bell made.
In the dark night, a torch lights up to illuminate the village.
The robber pulled out his sword, and the corpse cultivator shook the bell to control the corpse.
The coffins trembled, the lids were lifted, and the corpse crawled out of the coffin...
A cold light flashed in Situ Fang's eyes and said coldly:
"kill!"
The monks of the Situ family no longer hid their breath, drew out their swords, circulated their spiritual power, and shouted loudly:
"kill!"
In the moment of walking in the zombie village, the murderous aura shook the mountain.
Swords and swords fight each other, and spiritual power bursts out.
On the other side, Mo Hua had already rescued Teacher Yan with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
Mo Hua said: "Senior brother and sister, you send out Teacher Yan first."
Bai Zisheng said: "Where are you?"
"I have something to do."
Bai Zisheng shook his head and said, "No, this place is too dangerous. You and Zixi send Mr. Yan out, and I will stay and cut off the rear!"
Bai Zisheng spoke righteously.
Mo Hua saw through his thoughts at a glance, "You want to stay and fight..."
Bai Zisheng defended: "Nonsense, am I that kind of person?"
But as he said this, he felt a little guilty.
Mo Hua advised him: "I'll go find Zhang Quan first, stare at him, and stop him from running away..."
"You send Teacher Yan out, and then come back to find me. We will meet up and take Zhang Quan down."
Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Okay!"
Bai Zixi glanced at Mo Hua and whispered:
"Be careful."
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
Teacher Yan also looked at Mo Hua with a worried look and wanted to say something, so Bai Zisheng pulled him away.
Go early and come back early.
He also wanted to come back early and kill that bastard Zhang Quan.
After Master Yan left, Mo Hua looked around, his mind moved slightly, and strengthened some formations inside the room.
In this way, even if the corpse cultivator finds something wrong and wants to break into the door, it will take more trouble.
After drawing the formation, the ink painting was used to hide and slipped into Zhang Quan's secret room again.
For Mo Hua, Zhang Quan's secret room is like an inn that costs money. He comes whenever he wants, and leaves whenever he wants.
And Zhang Quan was still unaware of it at this time.
He was just looking solemn, talking to several leading corpse cultivators and talking to them:
“…How could there be enemies?”
“…How did they discover the copycat?”
“How many people are there?”
"It's too dark to see clearly."
"At least one or two hundred, and at most four or five hundred..."
"Which force? Daotingsi?"
"It doesn't look like... dressed in black, unidentified."
"It's probably other forces."
"Damn it, for no reason, I came to the door! I'm too bullying!"
"Is there a foundation building?"
"It seems like there are one or two..."
"What should I do if the head of the family?"
...
Zhang Quan pondered for a moment, and suddenly sneered, "Is it really a soft persimmon in our zombie village?"
A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes:
"Send the order to wake up all the corpses. Since they are here, don't let them go. It just so happens that our corpse village has not opened for a long time, and a batch of 'goods' will be added."
A corpse cultivator hesitated:
"The head of the family, we may have some difficulty in controlling the iron corpse, and we are afraid..."
Zhang Quan remained silent, as if he was hesitating about something.
After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said with regret:
"It's okay, I will open the altar to burn incense, worship the ancestors, and sacrifice the blood bells to control the corpse!"
"Let these invading villains become bloody food in the belly of the iron corpse!"
Several corpse cultivators were overjoyed and said with excitement: "The wisdom of the head!"
But Mo Hua was stunned when she heard this.
Opening the altar bell?
Portrait of worshiping ancestors?
If he wants to sacrifice the bell, would he take out the bell?
If you take it out, will you have a chance to steal it?
After all, if you fight head-on, you will definitely suffer a lot of casualties when facing these corpse cultivators and zombies who are fearless.
If you steal the copper bell, you will lose a lot of casualties.
Another thing is that Mo Hua cares a lot.
Portrait of worshiping ancestors?
What kind of ancestor is this?
What is this portrait?
Could it be...
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Chapter completed!