Chapter 151 Search Mountain (Fourth update)


    The demon hunter began to search the mountains while the night was dark, but the ink painting did not go.


    Mo Shan and Elder Yu did not allow him to go.


    Because it is possible to have conflicts with the Qian family, it is dark and windy at night, and it is still in Daheishan, which will be more dangerous.


    Although Mo Hua was not afraid, she didn''t think about taking risks, so she stayed at home and practiced the formation.


    The next morning, Mo Shan came back, looking tired, covered in rain and dew, but there were no scars, and there were no signs of hand movement.


    "Didn''t find it?" Mo Hua asked.


    Mo Shan nodded, "The Qian family hid very deeply, without any trace."


    "Or, take me there tonight."


    Mo Shan frowned, "It''s very dangerous."


    Mo Hua said: "I''ll stay in the camp and won''t go out."


    "Then what are you going to do?" Mo Shan was a little confused.


    Mo Hua chuckled, "I''ll know then."


    Mo Shan thought for a while and agreed.


    With the body style of Ink Painting, as long as you are not fighting with the Qian family, facing the situation of no swords and no spiritual power flying, just staying in the outside mountain is enough to protect yourself.


    As the sky became darker, Dahei Mountain became hazy and covered with a layer of black veil.


    Ink painting followed the demon hunter up the mountain. The mountain was pitch black and he couldn''t see his five fingers.


    Only the wet and cold mountain wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the howling of monsters was far away.


    Mo Shan took the ink painting to a camp, closed the door, lit the lamp, took out a fur blanket, and wrapped the ink painting into a small rice dumpling.


    "It''s cold at night, don''t freeze."


    Mo Hua exposed her little head from the blanket and nodded.


    "Be careful and try not to go out. When you encounter danger, just set off your fireworks, and there will be a demon hunter coming."


    Mo Shan reminded him tirelessly.


    Mo Hua nodded again, "Don''t worry, dad, I''m familiar with the outside mountain."


    He ran through many times when hunting demons and drawing blood, looking for spices, digging, collecting herbs, and making maps.


    In his eyes, the outer mountain is similar to his own yard.


    Although Daheishan is more dangerous at night, the ink painting has a strong sense of spiritual consciousness. As long as you are careful, there will generally be no major problems.


    What''s more, there are many demon hunters in the outer mountains now, all searching for traces of the Qian family, and there are many acquaintances.


    Mo Shan smiled and shook his head, touched Mo Hua''s little head, "I''ll leave first, be careful."


    After Mo Shan left, Mo Hua opened the storage bag, took out the compass of the Sinan mother formation, and placed it aside.


    After that, he let go of his spiritual sense, checked around, confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, then took out the pen and ink, and drew a new formation on the camp gate.


    The formation is a complex formation containing the solid earth formation, which can strengthen earth and rocks and make the gate more indestructible.


    After all, ink paintings have to spend the night in the camp.


    As a formation master, you can only feel at ease when you stay in the formation you draw.


    Mo Hua thought silently.


    Then he took out the beef and fruit sauce, ate and drank, and learned the first-grade nine-patterned formation under the light, while aiming at the Si Nanmu Formation compass with his aftermath.


    Study the night safely.


    Nothing happened.


    Early the next morning.


    After searching the mountain for a night, Mo Shan, who looked tired, felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the ink paintings that were full and full of food and drinks, and calm and composed.


    "Will you come tomorrow night?" Mo Shan asked.


    Mo Hua nodded, "I''m coming."


    In this way, on the second and third nights, Mo Hua entered Daheishan with Moshan and stayed in the camp for a night.


    But nothing happened.


    Until the fourth night, Mo Hua covered the small blanket, ate the little lamb, and was flipping through the array book, a light spot suddenly appeared on the Sinanmu formation compass on one side.


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up.


    Here comes! Exposed!


    When a monk from the Qian family enters the mountain, he can avoid the monster hunter, but he may not be able to avoid the monster.


    As long as you encounter a monster, there will inevitably be a battle. As long as there is a battle, there will inevitably be spiritual power fluctuations. Once spiritual power fluctuations occur, touching the Sinan Zi Formation set up in the mountains by the ink painting, then the direction can be determined through the mother formation compass.


    But this kind of battle does not necessarily occur every day, so it requires a little patience and waiting for the rabbit.


    And today, the rabbit hit Mo Hua''s arms.


    The ink painting spread out the map and followed the Sinan mother formation, and quickly determined the location.


    It is a small hill at the junction of the outer and inner mountains. It is very desolate and rarely visited by monks.


    Mo Hua turned off the lights, packed up his things, and then left the camp.


    The moon outside is hazy, and the trees in the mountains are full of shadows, and it is all dark inside.


    Mo Hua closed her eyes and put her spiritual consciousness to the extreme.


    The surroundings changed from pitch black to a faint white instantly.


    After a while, Mo Hua opened her eyes and walked in one direction.


    There is a demon hunter there who is carefully searching for the mountains.


    The mountain **** Lin Mao, the demon hunter was concentrating on searching the mountain when he suddenly noticed a small hand patting his shoulder, which scared him so much that he shivered and his soul almost flew away.


    Mo Hua quickly "booed" and shouted, "Uncle Wu."


    The demon hunter heard the sound of Mo Hua and then calmed down, and his heart still beat out.


    "Mo Hua, oh... don''t, I''m scared to death."


    Mo Hua was inexplicably surprised, so he walked over and patted his shoulder. Can this be scared?


    All of them are adults, can’t your mind be more stable?


    The demon hunter came to his senses and whispered:


    "Why are you here? Didn''t your father let you stay in the camp?"


    "I''m looking for my father." Mo Hua said.


    "Oh." The demon hunter nodded and said, "Your father is in the Dashan Rock."


    "Thank you, Uncle Wu."


    The demon hunter surnamed Wu looked at the ink painting and said worriedly:


    "It''s dark and windy at night, and the mountains are dangerous. Do you want me to send you there?"


    Mo Hua shook her head, "No, I can do it, Uncle Wu, please be busy."


    The demon hunter nodded, "When you encounter danger, you shout and I will go there."


    Mo Hua said thank you again, and then walked towards Dashanyan.


    After Mo Hua left, the demon hunter continued to search the mountains. As he searched, he suddenly became shocked:


    "When I walk in ink painting, why is there no sound at all?"


    It''s like if your feet don''t touch the ground, something is holding him to walk.


    And just now, why did Mo Hua not notice it at all when he came over?


    He did not notice it, whether it was spiritual consciousness, breath or sound...


    As the cold wind blows in the mountains, the trees make a shady sound.


    The demon hunter''s coldness surged into his heart and couldn''t help but shivered again.


    "Forget it, I don''t want to think about it anymore. If I think about it again, I will be scared away..."


    The demon hunter shook his head fiercely, focused his attention, and began to search.


    On the other side, ink painting is rushing through the journey.


    The faint spiritual power, like water patterns, was supported on the soles of his feet.


    This way, the body is light, without making any sound, and the speed is faster.


    When Mo Hua arrived at Dashanyan, he let go of his spiritual sense. Sure enough, he found his father Moshan not far from his left hand.


    Mo Shan was also looking for clues carefully, and suddenly he felt something. He raised his head and saw a small figure walking towards him.


    "Drawn?"


    "Dad." Mo Hua walked to Moshan in a few steps.


    "Aren''t you letting you stay in the camp?" Mo Shan was a little worried.


    "I see."


    Mo Shan was stunned, "What do you know?"


    "I know where the spirit mine is!"


    (This chapter ends)