Chapter 275 Visualization


    Mo Hua was shocked and immediately lay on the beam of the house, motionless.


    At the same time, a spiritual sense swept through him, but he did not see through his concealment.


    The strong man withdrew his spiritual sense and found nothing. He said furiously: "Who is sneaky?"


    The middle-aged monk frowned, let go of his spiritual sense and glanced around.


    A obviously deeper spiritual sense passed through the beam of the room, condensed on Mo Hua''s body, and saw through the hidden array of Mo Hua''s body.


    But under the hidden formation, there is also a layer of hidden art.


    It was originally night, and the beams of the house were dark, and even half-baked concealment techniques were not easy to be noticed.


    The middle-aged monk saw through a layer of concealment, but still did not find the ink painting. After hesitating for a moment, he also withdrew his spiritual consciousness and said lightly:


    "No one, there is no need to be suspicious."


    The strong man said, "It''s impossible, someone is looking at me!"


    The middle-aged monk glanced at him, "Nonsense, am I just looking at you?"


    The strong man did not comment, his expression still showed a hostility, "No, it must be someone who is peeping in the dark!"


    Mo Hua''s heart sank and his heart tense.


    The middle-aged monk asked back, "What do you mean is someone who got in?"


    "It''s not impossible." said the strong man.


    The middle-aged monk smiled contemptuously, "Do you know where this is?"


    Before the strong man could answer, the middle-aged monk sneered:


    "This is the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain, and it is the clan for us evil practitioners to settle down!"


    "There is a hidden formation set up by me at the door, and the high wall is a restoration formation set up by me. This house, every brick and tile is all drawn by me."


    "Ordinary monks, who can discover this parody, who dares to come to this parody, who can enter this parody? Not to mention that you dare to peek under our noses?"


    Mo Hua was secretly surprised when she heard this.


    This middle-aged monk is actually that formation master, and he is also a foundation-building monk!


    The middle-aged monk said this, and the strong man still didn''t want to give up, and he still believed in his intuition.


    "Someone is indeed peeking!"


    The middle-aged monk''s expression gradually became colder, "You said that, are you looking down on my formation or despising my spiritual sense."


    The strong man stopped talking.


    In terms of qualifications, he is one shorter than a middle-aged monk; in terms of formations, he knows nothing; in terms of spiritual consciousness, he is far inferior.


    The middle-aged monk said that there was no one, so it should be that there was no one.


    The bloodshot in the strong man''s eyes gradually faded away, and his anger gradually faded. He bowed and said:


    "Don''t blame me, third brother, I''m abrupt."


    The middle-aged formation master looked slightly clear, nodded, nodded, but asked:


    "Did you not drink blood tonight?"


    The strong man nodded, "I didn''t drink. I drank some wine and felt a little restless."


    After saying that, bloodshot in the strong man''s eyes gradually emerged.


    He is bloodthirsty and restless, so he is suspicious and has some suspiciousness.


    The middle-aged formation master understood, his eyes slightly darkened, and said:


    "Take time to drink some blood, don''t mess up your mind and make a big deal."


    The strong man nodded, feeling more and more hungry. The more he drank the wine, the more thirsty he became. He was also irritated and always felt that someone was secretly watching him.


    This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.


    The strong man''s eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were almost blood red, and he stood up and clasped his fists and said:


    "I''ll leave first."


    The middle-aged formation master asked, "Human blood may not be enough. Do you want to drink demon blood? Do you want me to take action?"


    The strong man said, "No need, the third brother is busy with his business, so I won''t bother you."


    After saying that, the strong man left. The middle-aged formation master sat for a while, finished drinking, and entered the depths of the back village.


    Mo Hua waited on the spot for another hour and confirmed that both of them were indeed leaving. He was not pretending to be lying to himself, so he breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Elder Yu is right. As long as you stay still, even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage may not be able to discover these two hidden effects."


    Especially the middle-aged monk, even a formation master, could not find the hidden ink painting.


    The concealment of ink painting can be seen as a hidden method.


    But I dare not be proud of ink painting.


    Eavesdropping under the noses of the evil foundation-building cultivators is still quite dangerous. Even if they can''t find out, it''s better not to take such risks anymore.


    Ink painting is secretly alert.


    If he is really seen through the hidden technique, even if he has the body technique of Shushuibu, he may not be able to escape from the hands of the foundation-building monk.


    It seems that we should come to Houzhai less in the future.


    Especially these two evil foundation-building practitioners, can they avoid them or avoid them.


    After the ink painting, I spent another two days studying the behavioral rules of these two foundation-building monks.


    The strong man usually practiced in the back village during the day, but at night, he would leave the village alone and disappear without knowing where to go.


    Mo Hua guessed that he should have been drinking it for blood.


    This strong man wanted to drink human blood when he practiced evil skills, but he had already built a foundation. He did not have enough blood to drink, so he could only drink the blood of the monster.


    Some monsters eat human flesh and drink human blood.


    So when he goes to drink demon blood, it is similar to drinking human blood.


    As for that formation master, he should also be an evil formation master. He stays deep in the back camp every day, and I don’t know what to do.


    I can’t guess the ink painting and dare not look at it.


    Occasionally, this evil formation master will go out, and he will go out at night.


    Mo Hua guessed that he should have drawn a formation in the deep mountains.


    But he was just a guess, he didn''t dare to follow, and it was really a matter of seeking death after following him.


    Mo Hua gradually understood the work and schedule of these two evil foundation-building practitioners. After that, as long as he avoids meeting them, he will have nothing to be scared in this Black Mountain Village.


    After all, the evil formation master and the strong man who built the foundation failed to discover themselves, let alone these evil cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.


    Besides, the evil formation master himself said that it is impossible for anyone to sneak into the Heishan Village and eavesdrop under their noses.


    Other evil cultivators probably don’t believe that anyone can get in.


    Mo Hua thought about it and planned to stay in Heishan Village for a few more days.


    First, draw a complete map of Heishan Village, and second, eavesdrop on more information about Heishan Village.


    Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.


    Heishanzhai is too powerful and I don’t know the inside story, so I’m not an opponent at all.


    Just try to avoid risks and avoid encountering evil cultivators in the foundation-building stage.


    The evil formation master has strong spiritual consciousness and strong men have sharp instincts, so they are not easy to share.


    Then I was curious again in the ink painting.


    How many evil cultivators in this Black Mountain Village are there in the Foundation Establishment Stage?


    Mo Hua began to eavesdrop on everywhere, trying to figure out this matter.


    Finally one night, two evil cultivators were watching the night. While drinking and chatting, they talked about the "head of the Heishan Village".


    These two evil cultivators, one of whom is strong and has a hideous scar on his face.


    One of them has a pale face, a thin and dry body, and looks like noodle.


    Mo Hua didn''t know their names, so one was called "Scarface" and the other was called "White-faced Man".


    Ink painting also knows the so-called vigil.


    It was at the gate of Heishan Village in the middle of the night.


    If the sinful Xiu embarrassed and asked for directions, they would open the door and welcome the sinful Xiu in.


    If something happens, or if a monk wants to escape, they can also warn you.


    Vigil is relatively boring and boring.


    At night, the mountain wind was cold. They surrounded the fire, eating dry and hard jerky, drinking bad wine, and chatting.


    Mo Hua sat on the roof behind them and listened attentively.


    The white-faced man was roasting the fire and muttered, "The curfew in Heishan Village, but these four leaders still have to go out every night."


    Mo Hua''s expression moved when she heard this.


    The fourth leader?


    It should be the strong man who is full of blood and likes to drink blood.


    Mo Hua pondered for a moment and was suddenly startled.


    "The head of the family" should be the leaders of Heishanzhai.


    The strong man is a foundation-building cultivator, ranked fourth and the fourth leader, which means that there are at least four foundation-building evil cultivators in this Black Mountain Village!


    Mo Hua was sweating all over.


    Four evil cultivators who build foundations, plus hundreds of evil cultivators who kill people like numbness.


    Even if the demon hunter and Daotingsi in Tongxian City are all dispatched, they are probably no match for them at all.


    The old commander of Daotingsi is old and not good at using force with others. Although Elder Yu is powerful, he is definitely not the opponent of the four evil foundation-building cultivators.


    Once the foundation building fails, the rest will be unilateral massacre.


    Mo Hua was sweating coldly, and then calmed down and continued to listen, wanting to listen more.


    Scarface heard the white-faced man''s words and said coldly:


    "If you are the leader, you don''t have to abide by these rules."


    The white-faced man smiled embarrassedly, a little dissatisfied.


    Then he said curiously: "What are you doing when these three leaders hide in the back village every day?"


    "He is a formation master, what else can he do?"


    The white-faced man didn''t believe it, "The formation is so boring, what''s there to practice? The third leader is not tired of it?"


    "So the third leader is the formation master, the leader, and you can only watch the gate to watch the night." Scarface said disdainfully.


    The white-faced man sneered, "You said that, aren''t you also watching the gate? Are you also watching the night with me?"


    Scar''s face turned cold, "Are you looking for death?"


    The white-faced man was unhappy. The two of them were a little nervous for a while, but they did not really take action.


    The evil cultivator has a violent temper, but he also knows tolerance.


    After a while, the two of them calmed down. The white-faced man felt bored and suddenly laughed:


    "You said that the third leader would not hide a woman in the back village, and they would sing and have fun every night?"


    Scarface glanced at him indifferently and snorted coldly: "Nonsense."


    "How do you know?" the white-faced man asked with a little disappointed look.


    “I’ve seen it.”


    "Have you been to the back village?"


    "I have sent things to the third leader several times."


    "What have you seen?"


    Scar frowned and thought for a while, "The Third Head of the House is in the back village. He either draws a formation or looks at a picture..."


    The ink painting that was listening carefully suddenly moved in my heart.


    picture?


    What picture?


    The third leader is a formation master and is drawing formations at night. Could it be some rare formation diagram?


    “It’s not impossible…”


    Mo Hua nodded, suddenly stunned, and a word suddenly appeared in his heart.


    "It won''t be...the visualization picture?!"


    (This chapter ends)