Chapter 133 Missing (One update)


    Ink painting is ready to officially draw the Nan Zi mother formation.


    He went to find Master Chen and refined a simple compass and dozens of stone needles.


    There is only one mother formation in which Si Nan’s mother and mother restores the formation, and is drawn on the compass. There can be many sub-arrays, drawn on stone needles.


    There is no connection between the child array and it only senses each other with the mother array. It seems that there are many sub-arrays, but in fact, there are still only one pair of single arrays controlled by the array pivot.


    Therefore, the Sinan mother and child formation can only be regarded as a reconstructed formation containing two single formations.


    After painting for a long time, the formation was drawn.


    Then prepare to try the effect.


    Ink painting entered Daheishan, set up traps and formations, and inserted stone needles more than ten feet nearby. Let Dahu and the other two watch nearby, while Mo Hua himself ran far away with Sinan''s mother formation.


    After walking for more than half an hour, Mo Hua stopped, and then found a squat in the grass and stared at the compass in his hand.


    Ink paintings waited, waited, and it was a little sleepy.


    At this time, a dot on the compass suddenly lit up.


    The light-up point corresponds to the stone needle inserted in the ink painting.


    Mo Hua was so energetic that he ran back immediately.


    When he arrived, the monster was killed by the three big tigers and lying on the ground, with blood not drying yet.


    Mo Hua walked forward, pressed his fingers against the demon beast''s heart vein, and found that the demon beast''s blood was still alive, and he could use his spiritual sense to move it, so he took out the jade bottle and activated the blood draw technique to absorb the demon blood.


    After about eight or nine bottles of blood were put on, Mo Hua stopped.


    He ran to Shijian again and looked at it. Shijian was safe and sound and was not damaged, so he couldn''t help but smile.


    "Ink painting, is it OK?"


    “Yes, that’s OK!”


    Dahu and the other two didn''t know what Mo Hua was trying on with a compass, but they guessed it was related to the formation.


    They didn''t understand the formation, so they didn''t ask, but when they saw that the Mo Hua had completed successfully, they couldn''t help but laugh.


    As usual, several people peeled and boned the blood-laden monster and put it into the storage bag.


    The sold spirit stones will be sent to the ink painter in the evening.


    Mo Hua waved goodbye to Dahu and his men, continued to walk in the Dahei Mountains, and placed stone needles that depicted the Sinanzi formation.


    The place where stone needles are placed is mostly at intersections, mountain roads, and forests that monsters or monster hunters must pass, and is also a place suitable for traps.


    Ink painting took three or four days to put all dozens of stone needles.


    Now the outer mountain is basically under the control of ink painting.


    Not to mention the movement, but at least once there are monks fighting, monsters fighting, and spiritual power fluctuations occur, Mo Hua can know it as soon as possible when looking at the compass.


    In the days that followed, Mo Hua would carry a compass and run around the mountains, enjoying herself.


    As soon as the light on the compass is lit, it means that a battle has occurred.


    Most of the fluctuations caused by the explosion of the Earth Fire Formation, the novice hunter surrounded and suppressed monsters.


    Mo Hua arrived there, and the battle was basically over. He waited for a while, and when the monster died, he could go up and let blood.


    There are some other monster hunters who are sieging and killing monsters.


    Logically speaking, a small team of monster hunters will not allow others to get involved.


    But ink painting is an acquaintance, very familiar one.


    Most demon hunters ask Mo to paint the formation and have received favors. Although some have never asked him to do so, they also want to have some friendship with Mo Hua. If there is a need for a formation in the future, it is easy to speak.


    So ordinary demon hunting teams don’t mind Mo Hua putting some blood on the monsters they killed.


    Anyway, they can''t use demon blood.


    There are some more things, which are the fluctuations caused by monsters fighting each other and the impact of demonic power.


    Monsters will fight when courting, foraging, hunting, and fighting for the chassis.


    The monsters are fighting and approaching rashly, the risk is too great.


    Mo Hua can only look from a distance, have a long knowledge, observe the habits or characteristics of monsters, and record the special demonic power abilities or angry states of some monsters. As for the Qi Refining Cultivator, Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness is already very strong. If you observe from a distance, or even use your spiritual consciousness to peek at the demonic power state in the meridians of the monster, you will not be noticed by the monster.


    In this way, Mo Hua''s cultivation level grew, and he gradually felt the barrier of the sixth level of Qi Refining.


    He hoarded more and more demon blood, with hundreds of bottles.


    The ink painting is fully prepared, thinking that after the realm is broken, you can attack the Nine-Secret First-Class Formation Master.


    In the days that followed, Mo Hua would practice with peace of mind and learn formations with peace of mind.


    A few days later, it was evening, Mo Hua and Liu Ruhua were at home, waiting for Mo Shan to come home for dinner.


    Suddenly it rained heavily and it took half an hour.


    After the rain, Mo Shan came back, but he looked serious. He ate a few bites of food and brought some dry food, so he was going out again.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help asking, "Dad, what happened?"


    Mo Shanben didn''t want to say it, but when he thought that Mo Hua could survive alone in Daheishan and was no longer the frail child when he was a child, he said solemnly:


    "Old Zhao is gone."


    Mo Hua was slightly stunned, "Is Uncle Zhao who is a medium-sized person with a thick eyebrows. He knows how to split the mountain palm?"


    Mo Shan was stunned, "Do you know each other?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    When he asked Uncle Yu to borrow someone that day, Uncle Yu called "Old Zhao" and asked him to take care of his late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator.


    Mo Shan nodded and said, "Not bad."


    “Where is missing?”


    “Da Heishan.”


    "I''ll go and see it, too."


    Mo Shan was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he said, "Follow me and don''t get separated."


    "Um."


    Liu Ruhua prepared some food again, and asked the father and son to bring it with her, and reminded him with a worried look: "Be careful on the road."


    Mo Shan took Mo Hua out of the house and did not go directly to Daheishan, but first went to Elder Yu''s home.


    Elder Yu’s home is spacious, but the furnishings are relatively simple, and there are many demon hunters standing in the house.


    Elder Yu''s eyes swept over Moshan and saw Mohua beside Moshan. He was slightly surprised, but he nodded at Mohua and showed a kind smile.


    Afterwards, he said solemnly: "Old Zhao is gone. I have asked Chengyi to take people to find him, but there is no news yet."


    "Will he just be blocked by heavy rain on the mountain? He found a camp to hide and went down the mountain tomorrow dawn." A demon hunter guessed.


    Elder Yu shook his head and said, "Old Zhao''s wife has come and said his husband is gone."


    Elder Yu told the matter.


    Lao Zhao''s wife is pregnant and has been five or six months old.


    Lao Zhao found out from the alchemist that there is a herb called Atractylodes macrocephala that can nourish qi and maintain fetus. He found one from the mountain, picked it down, and prepared to go down the mountain to bring it to his wife.


    But the monsters hunted that day were a bit tricky and delayed for a while. Later, he went down the mountain and found that his storage bag was broken and Atractylodes ginseng was lost.


    Lao Zhao guessed that he was lost while fighting with the monster, so he told his wife that he would go into the mountain to find it and would come back soon.


    As soon as Lao Zhao entered the mountain, it started to rain heavily. After the rain stopped, he still did not come back.


    Originally, the monster hunter had something to do, so it was common for him to stay in the mountains for one night.


    But Lao Zhao''s wife felt a sense of panic and palpitations, as if she would never see her husband again in the future.


    She couldn''t explain this kind of palpitations clearly, but it was extremely strong. In desperation, she could only ask Elder Yu to ask Elder Yu to find him in the mountains.


    Elder Yu sighed, "I''m not afraid of ten thousand, but I''m afraid of anything. It''s better for everyone to suffer a little fatigue than Lao Zhao''s life. Otherwise, how can I live if I leave orphans and widows?"


    (This chapter ends)