Chapter 134: Looking for someone (second update)


    Elder Yu finished speaking and led everyone into Daheishan.


    In a camp at the entrance of the outer mountain, everyone met Yu Chengyi.


    Elder Yu asked, "How is it?"


    Yu Chengyi''s clothes were wet with rain and dew, his face was slightly pale, and he frowned:


    "It''s too heavy. After a rain, there are no traces in the mountains. I don''t know where he has been."


    Elder Yu sighed, "I''m in trouble now."


    Dahei Mountain is so big that it will take seven or eight days to walk around the side even if it is an outer mountain. If you search carefully, it will take longer.


    It’s okay for Lao Zhao to be fine. If something really happens, I’m afraid there will be more misfortunes.


    The demon hunter in the camp was full of sorrow.


    "Where did Uncle Zhao enter the mountain?"


    A crisp and tender voice sounded in the crowd.


    Everyone looked in the sound and saw the ink painting following Mo Shan.


    Although ink painting is young, it is familiar with most of the monster hunters on the field. Everyone calls him "Little Formation Master", so no one ignores him because he is young.


    Yu Chengyi hurriedly called Mo Hua over, spread out a map, and pointed to a mountain road:


    "Old Zhao entered the mountain from this mountain pass in the evening."


    Mo Hua took a look, closed the map, and then took out the map he drew from the storage bag.


    The ink painting spread the map open, and everyone was stunned when they saw it.


    This map is drawn too detailed, not only mountain roads, poisonous scrubs, miasma areas, but also some spices, spiritual herbs and ore spots are marked.


    At first glance, it was dense. If it weren''t for the limited space, I guess Mohua would have wished that there were many trees in each forest and what each tree looked like, and he would have recorded them one by one...


    The ink painting pointed to a location on his own map, "Is it here?"


    Yu Chengyi nodded.


    Ink painting compared the map, found the nearest location of the stone needle, and took out the compass with the Sinan mother formation. After comparing and taking a look, his brows gradually frowned.


    Yu Chengyi''s heart tightened and asked, "What''s wrong?"


    Mo Hua pointed a few positions on the map and said, "There have been spiritual power fluctuations here."


    "What''s the meaning?"


    "That is to say, someone has taken action here!"


    Everyone looked at each other, and was a little surprised for a moment.


    "Can you see this?" A demon hunter couldn''t help asking.


    Mo Hua nodded, "This is the Sinan mother formation. I have placed a stone needle in the mountains. If there are spiritual power fluctuations nearby, you can see it on this compass."


    Everyone was shocked, and their eyes looked at Mo Hua were much more serious.


    Elder Yu''s expression slightly cleared and said, "No need to delay, let''s go now!"


    Everyone stopped delaying and immediately set off. Mo Shan reminded him to "Be careful" and followed silently behind the ink painting.


    After a cup of tea, everyone arrived at the position where Mo Hua said.


    Here is a small hillside, down there is a narrow mountain path, upwards there is a forest, and there is a cliff to the right.


    Mo Hua found the stone needle and found that the array patterns on the stone needle were a little dim and distorted, which was caused by excessive spiritual power fluctuations.


    "How is it?" Yu Chengyi asked nervously.


    Mo Hua nodded, "Someone is indeed taking action, and his cultivation is not low, and there is also a lot of movement. There should be traces nearby."


    Yu Chengyi ordered, "Scatter and look for it nearby."


    After a while, someone shouted, "Here!"


    Everyone went over and saw that the rocks on the ground were somewhat mottled and broken, and some trees were broken in the waist. There was also an oblique palm print on the stone wall next to it, with a faint earth-based spiritual power remaining in the palm print.


    Yu Chengyi looked at it and said, "It''s Old Zhao."


    Mo Shan also walked forward, wiped the stone wall with his fingers, placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. His eyes turned cold and he said:


    "There is blood, and it was washed away by the heavy rain."


    Everyone''s expressions became solemn.


    Elder Yu asked Mo Hua: "Are there any other traces?"


    Mo Hua looked at the compass and found that many dots on it were a little dim and even disappeared. Shaking his head and said:


    "It''s been a while since the distance is a bit long, and the spiritual power fluctuations are very weak and I can''t tell it."


    Sinan''s mother formation has timeliness. When the spiritual power fluctuation begins, the light spot will be very bright. As time goes by, the light spot will gradually dim until it disappears.


    Elder Yu and others frowned.


    Mo Hua was also a little anxious, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed and asked: "Uncle Yu, when did Uncle Zhao enter the mountain?"


    Yu Chengyi thought for a while and said, "It was probably mid-Yu, and it''s almost an hour passed."


    Mo Hua''s eyes were slightly brighter, and the formation master remembered it very much. He had glanced at the compass before eating. Although he didn''t remember it carefully, there was still some impression in his mind at this time.


    He spread out the map and marked a few more points.


    "These points have been fought after the You hour, but they may not be Uncle Zhao, but they may also be other monks or monsters. Moreover, these points may not be accurate..."


    "It''s okay," said Elder Yu, "It''s better to have a direction than to look for something without any idea."


    Elder Yu patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "You have tried your best. If you really can''t find it, it means that Lao Zhao is in bad luck."


    Mo Hua nodded in a low mood.


    "Are there any other clues?" asked Elder Yu.


    Ink painting looked at the map again, and then drew a few lines.


    "There have been fluctuations in spiritual power on these roads, so you can look for it carefully."


    Elder Yu''s eyes were slightly condensed, and the hearts of other demon hunters were also raised.


    The constant fluctuation of spiritual power means that there is always a battle, that is, it is being chased and killed all the way!


    The one who chased him was a monster or a monk...


    Elder Yu looked solemn and said decisively:


    "Look separately, there are three people who are smaller and five people who are larger. These lines are more than ten people in each line. Pay attention to safety. If you find anything, you will blow the whistle."


    Elder Yu gave orders, and the demon hunter was thunderous and violent, and suddenly dispersed around.


    Elder Yu reminded Mo Hua again, "Follow your father and don''t get separated."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    The night gradually fell, and everyone searched for the missing demon hunter in Dahei Mountain after the rain.


    One hour later, everyone found more traces of war, and even fragments of vine armor, but the people still couldn''t find it.


    The ink painting was painted on the map and marked out all the points that had been fought.


    Then he looked at the map and frowned and thought.


    If you have traces of war, you will inevitably be seriously injured when you are chased along the way. You may not be able to run far, and you should be near these mountain roads in the picture.


    But so many people, why didn’t they find it?


    You should see people when you live, and you should see corpses when you die...


    Mo Hua was puzzled and asked Mo Shan who was standing behind him: "Dad, how did you find someone when you were looking for someone?"


    “How to find it?”


    "That''s right, can you use your spiritual sense to find it?"


    Mo Shan thought for a while and said, "With your eyes, listen to movements with your ears, smell blood on your nose, and your spiritual consciousness is just a simple perception."


    It seems that there is no problem to look for this...


    Mo Hua nodded, and then suddenly thought, what if he abandoned the five senses and simply used his spiritual sense to perceive it?


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, closed her eyes and let go of her spiritual consciousness.


    The surroundings suddenly became white.


    The rocks, trees, water flow and monks in the night all eliminated the outline and original color, turning into a faint phantom of spiritual power.


    The spiritual power phantom of heaven and earth things is mainly light blue, while the spiritual power phantom of a monk presents different five elements based on his spiritual roots and the attributes of the practice.


    Things in the consciousness have clear boundaries.


    Ink painting further abandons the five senses and puts spiritual consciousness to its limit.


    The perceived boundary is further expanded, and the perceived phantom of spiritual power is also clearer.


    "No…"


    Mo Hua opened her eyes, walked to the next intersection, continued to close her eyes, and let go of her spiritual consciousness.


    Mo Shan didn''t know what Mo Hua was doing, but he didn''t disturb him, but just followed his son silently.


    "No."


    "No…"


    Mo Hua continues to walk and continues to let go of her spiritual consciousness. After walking through a few cliffs like this, Mo Hua suddenly stopped.


    Mo Shan''s heart tightened, and he saw Mo Hua suddenly opened his eyes and pointed his hand at a cliff not far away:


    “There are people there!”


    Mo Shan and several demon hunters around him immediately jumped forward, pulled away the plants and trees, and shone the torch.


    Under the cliff, the one tangled by branches was the dying Lao Zhao!


    (This chapter ends)