Chapter 601 Bald
Diancang Mountain is relatively large and desolate. There are scarce resources for practicing Taoism, so it is rare and suitable for hiding people.
Mo Hua came to Diencang Mountain with several senior brothers and sisters.
The mountains are steep, clouds are covered with mist, and the light yellow miasma is lingering, and the direction is not distinguished.
Murong Caiyun said, "I received a reward from the sect, and there was a thread on it saying that the vulture was alone and hidden in a cave thirty miles away."
"But this person is alert and good at formations. He will definitely set up formations along the way to prevent pursuit..."
"These formations may not be very clever, but they are very hidden and difficult to detect. They need a formation master who is proficient in formations to investigate along the way..."
"You must be careful, no omissions..."
"Otherwise, it will be easy to alarm the snake and let this ''cond eagle'' fly..."
Murong Caiyun looked at Mo Hua, "Junior Brother Mo, are you... okay?"
Mo Hua nodded, "I can do it!"
Murong Caiyun saw that Mo Hua was confident, not only did she not feel at ease, but she was even more worried.
Ouyang Feng was afraid that ink painting would be under pressure, so he said:
"Junior Brother Mo, do your best and don''t be nervous..."
"This task is not a matter of one person. Along the way, we will pay attention to you and make up for the omissions. After all, the Vulture is extremely cunning and difficult to deal with, and the formation set up is also very tricky..."
"Yeah." Mo Hua said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!"
So everyone walked forward, as they walked, Mo Hua was stunned, pointed to a small part on the roadside, and said:
"Is that formation?"
When the others heard this, they looked at each other and nodded.
Murong Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Not bad."
Mo Hua realized that everyone had discovered that it was just to "test" themselves, so they didn''t say it out loud.
He actually distrusts himself so much...
Mo Hua muttered in her heart.
Hua Qianqian walked to the renovated soil, took out a golden compass and placed it on the soil. Then the golden compass turned, and a flash of light, and the array ripple under the soil disappeared.
Mo Hua was stunned, "What is this compass?"
Murong Caiyun was slightly stunned, "Don''t you know?"
Mo Hua nodded honestly.
Know what you know, but don’t know what you don’t know. This is knowledge.
There are all senior brothers and sisters in front of him. He is a junior brother, so there is no need to slap the swollen face and pretend to be fat.
Murong Caiyun sighed, "This is called the formation compass. Some simple formations can be solved with this kind of compass."
"Is any formation possible?" Mo Hua asked.
Murong Caiyun shook his head, "Different formations have different formation compass, five elements, eight trigrams, and directions, which must correspond to them to untie them, and the formation patterns cannot be too complicated."
"oh oh."
Ink painting learned something new and silently wrote it down.
"There are actually things like a formation compass..."
I have always been self-reliant and unravel the formation with my own hands. I have never used such "lazy" things.
I don’t know what the principle is…
Ink painting is a little curious.
Hua Qianqian used the formation compass to unlock the secret formation, and then brushed her hand with a slight spiritual power, sweeping through the soil, and saw a small stone plate buried in the soil with formation patterns engraved on it.
The array pattern looks familiar, but it is also a bit unfamiliar. It is probably a variation of the array pattern.
I couldn''t recognize the ink painting, so I humbly asked:
"Senior Sister Murong, what kind of formation is on this stone plate..."
Murong Caiyun stopped.
The other people also stroked their foreheads with their hands, a little helpless.
Shangguan Xu smiled bitterly.
I don’t know about this simple formation. I am not so good at it. I am not so good at it…
Murong Caiyun sighed and explained helplessly:
"This is called the Xiaoyuan magnetic array, which is a first-grade formation. It uses the magnetism in the array pattern to attract induction power, and is used to detect and prevent..."
"Xiaoyuan magnetic array..."
Ink paintings silently remembered again.
He didn''t expect that he had been so proficient in his first-grade formation and learned so much, and he actually had the "fish that slipped through the net"...
Sure enough, I still have to go out for a walk.
The world of cultivation is so vast and vast. Maybe there are formations everywhere, waiting for you to learn!
"Xiaoyuan magnetic array..."
Mo Hua recited silently and said, "Senior Sister Murong, wait a little, I''ll learn it."
Murong Caiyun was silent.
This young junior brother, when he encountered a formation, he still had to learn it now...
She didn''t know what to say.
Fortunately, it didn''t take long for the ink painting to record the pattern of the Xiaoyuan magnetic array, and then everyone set out again.
As he walked, he thought about the ink painting while secretly.
Xiaoyuan magnetic array…
The first-grade nine-patterned formation has a function similar to the "Sinan Zimu Reset Formation" I have used. They are all used to set up formations to investigate and supervise the mountain environment.
But this formation is a bit special.
After thinking about Mo Hua for a long time, he realized that this formation is actually a variation of the Bagua formation, which is a simple "variation" of complex formation patterns.
Mo Hua Momo calculated in his heart and was suddenly shocked.
He discovered that this small Yuan magnetic array traced back to its origin, and its essential array pattern could be traced back to the "thunder pattern".
Thunder pattern?
This is not right...
Ink painting is confused.
The "thunder formation" he remembered was also above the great formation of heaven. The "immortal pattern" containing the power of law erasing is extremely terrifying and can kill all living things.
But what does "thunder and lightning" have to do with "metal magnetism"?
Why does the Xiaoyuan magnetic array, the reverse variation of the array pattern, evolve into thunder pattern and belong to the "Thunder God" formation?
Ink painting is puzzled.
But at this time, there was still a "task" in his body and there was no time to take care of it. Mo Hua hid this doubt in his heart, planning to think carefully after going back to see if he could understand something.
A mere first-grade formation is not difficult to meet.
The pattern of Xiaoyuan magnetic array was as clear as the ink painting.
When looking into the mountains again, the small magnetic array patterns spread between the plants, trees, mountains and rocks are clearly visible.
With the spiritual sense of ink painting, you will gain insight into everything.
"Behind the big stone, there is a formation..."
"Three feet ahead, there is also a road in the middle of the mountain road..."
"Under the bark, there is also a small-yuan magnetic array..."
"There is a monster hidden in the forest on the left. The monster''s right leg is injured. Under the flesh, the small Yuan magnetic array is also drawn on the blade embedded..."
…
Ink painting goes all the way and guides the way.
Murong Caiyun and others gradually became a little surprised.
It is not surprising that some obvious formations they can see, and ink paintings can see them.
But some formations that are strange and difficult to discover can always be found one by one.
Even some formations were tricky and remote, and they could not find them, or they were too far away, and they could not escape the spiritual consciousness of Mo Hua before they could find them.
They then believed that ink painting really has some strength.
"Good at" formations may be a bit exaggerated.
But the talent of formation is absolutely not bad.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes looked at the ink painting became much gentler.
There are dangers everywhere when carrying out sect missions, and they don’t want to bring a “little oil bottle”, even though this little oil bottle is well-behaved and cute.
One hour later, everyone came to a hillside.
The hillside is as usual, but there is a hidden hole under the cover of grass and trees.
The "condile" wanted by Daotingsi hid in the cave.
Several people hid behind a rock and discussed the plan to pursue.
But these have nothing to do with ink painting.
He was originally here to see through the formation. At this point, his mission has been completed for most of the time, so he doesn''t need to take action on the next thing.
In the words of Senior Sister Murong, it is:
"You hide, don''t show your head, protect yourself, and run away in advance..."
It is not only about caring about ink paintings, but also preventing them from appearing rashly, which will make things worse.
If he is caught by a vulture again and is taken as a hostage, the situation will be extremely serious.
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Senior sister, don''t worry."
He is very good at saving his life.
But thinking that if the senior brother and sister took action and slaughtered the "vulture", they would not have the chance to show their "ability". Next time they offered a reward, they would not take them to play with them...
Mo Hua thought to himself that he should use his own usefulness...
The mountains and forests are deserted and the hillsides are quiet.
The grass is deep and the rocks are chaotic, and no one is missing.
The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting moved slightly, glanced around, the luster flashed slightly in his eyes, and then he whispered:
"When this place goes west, one hundred and fifty feet away, there is a golden formation with a second-grade eleventh pattern;"
"To the east of this place, about 150 meters, there is a mountain trap formation, the Bagua Gen-type trap formation, the second-grade fourteenth pattern..."
"At the entrance of the cave, there is a Gen Mountain Formation, the second grade..."
"A little Yuan magnetic array is arranged ten feet outside the cave entrance? But it is also a second-grade..."
…
Mo Hua counted out all the formations near the cave, "as if you know them" without missing a single one.
Almost all the "condile" nests were seen through.
Not only Murong Caiyun, but also Ouyang Feng and others were a little surprised.
"You...have you learned the second-grade formation?"
Mo Hua said modestly: "I learned a little..."
The few people looked slightly shocked and looked at each other, only then they realized that they had far underestimated this innocent junior brother.
You can see through all the formations set up by others.
This kind of formation attainment and understanding of formation must be extremely profound.
Sure enough, there are no mediocre people who can enter the eight major gates.
They are not in vain for the "former commander".
Ouyang Feng released his spiritual consciousness and confirmed it slightly. Seeing that everything was really the same as Mo Hua said. He didn''t realize the formations, and he couldn''t help but nod and admired:
"Yes, thanks to Junior Brother Mo. In this way, it will be much easier for us to arrest vultures."
"Next, act as planned and lead the vulture out..."
Mo Hua smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly her face changed slightly and sighed:
“No need…”
Everyone was stunned.
Mo Hua whispered: "The vultures discovered us."
Ouyang Feng and others looked darker, and then calmed down. Sure enough, they found that at some point, a deep and cold spiritual sense was already filled with.
In just a moment, Mo Hua judged:
"Sixteen-patterned spiritual consciousness!"
"The peak of the middle stage of foundation building!"
“And…not only one person…”
Ouyang Feng looked slightly surprised, and Murong Caiyun and others were also a little lost.
They didn''t find anything yet, why did this junior brother know everything?
But the enemy is in front of him and there is no time to ask.
A trace of decisiveness emerged in Ouyang Feng''s eyes, "Kill!"
Then murderous intent suddenly came.
A strong, with a bit of strange sword energy, broke through the air and shattered the huge rocks where everyone was hiding, but Ouyang Feng drew the sword in time and dissolved one by one.
After the stone chips were flying, the smoke and dust dissipated.
Ouyang Feng held a red and golden maple sword in his hand, standing in front of everyone, with a tall figure, a sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary weapon.
Shangguan Xu pulled out a giant sword with a backhand, with awesome momentum.
Hua Qianqian stretched out her slender hands, and dozens of spiritual needles of a hundred flowers floated in front of her.
Murong Caiyun used her hand to pinch her hair, and the hairpin between her hair shone brightly, emitting five-colored light. There were also magic at her fingertips...
"It''s going to be a fight!"
Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Mo Hua immediately ran away, used the hidden technique, put on a small cloak, found a large stone pit, lay on the ground, and hid.
If you fight, he will be fine for the time being.
With so many senior brothers and sisters, he can hide well and not get in the way.
Murong Caiyun paid attention to the ink painting. Seeing that the ink painting was very clever, he noticed it before the enemy''s sword energy arrived, and retreated behind everyone early, hid alone, and nodded.
The others were relieved.
Especially Shangguan Xu.
He was advised by Wen Renwan to take good care of ink paintings.
If there is anything unexpected happening in Mo Hua, Aunt Wan''er will definitely blame him.
Now, when the ink painting sees the opportunity, it hides far away and hides, vaguely. He doesn''t know where it is hidden, so he feels relieved.
At this moment, several monks walked out of the entrance of the dry mountain cave.
Currently, a monk is wearing a brown dress, narrow-eyed eagle nose, and is of medium age and has a gloomy eyes.
Behind him, there were five monks, all wearing black clothes, not like good people.
Ink painting hides far away, but he has a clear ear and eyes. He sees these people clearly and speculates in his heart that the current monk in brown must be the "condile" who has done a lot of bad things. But he couldn''t help but wonder:
"The vulture vulture...why is he not a bald?"
"Can he wear a wig?"
No...
Logically speaking, there is only the wrong name, and no wrong nickname.
If he is not "bald", how could others call him "cond"?
Ink painting is a bit confusing.
And the battle in the distance is also about to break out.
One side was a sect disciple who received a reward from Daotingsi to earn merits and pursued criminal practices.
One party is a crime that was wanted by Daotingsi and committed a lot of evil deeds.
Neither side intends to stop, and basically has no nonsense. Meeting is a battle to the death.
The spiritual power is stimulating, the five elements are flying, and some strange spiritual weapons and sword energy are intertwined with each other...
Mo Hua secretly lay in the grass, revealing her head, watching others fight, and turning her mind, roughly estimating the strength of both sides.
There are five people here.
But I was "cat" in the grass, so there were only four people on the stage, all of whom were in the middle stage of foundation building.
There are six people opposite.
Only one is the early stage of foundation building.
The other five people are in the middle stage of foundation building.
Among them, the highest cultivation is the "condile" with a hooked nose, which is at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and has sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness.
The senior brothers and sisters here are all from major sects, with profound cultivation, good spiritual weapons and Taoism, and rich experience in fighting skills, and a tacit cooperation.
Even if it is four to six, it is not at all disadvantage.
Mo Hua nodded.
He is worthy of being a genius from all major sects in Qianxuezhou.
I will follow them in the future!
However, ink painting is also a little worried.
The current scene is somewhat stalemate.
Such a stalemate is definitely not a solution.
Especially the "condile" has the advantage in cultivation. He holds a silver sword and fights Ouyang Feng with a calm face, obviously leaving a backup plan.
In this case...
I pondered the ink painting.
"The other sins should be killed first, and then we should take the lead in taking advantage of the enemy and fighting the "condile" who is leading the way..."
The situation on the field is similar to what Mo Hua expected.
Obviously, Ouyang Feng and others think so too.
First of all, the sinful cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was found by Shangguan Xu, and he flashed to the ground in a few seconds.
Hua Qianqian took the time to make up a few spiritual needles.
This is what the monks in the early stage of foundation building explained.
Mo Hua shook her head and thought to herself:
"This idiot, without self-knowledge, rashly participated in the melee in the middle stage of foundation building, and didn''t take any more attention and find a way to escape, deserved to be the first to die..."
Then there is four to five.
Mo Hua was not in a hurry to take action, he had to observe first.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.
First of all, the battle between Ouyang Feng and his senior sisters was organized and tacit.
But these are similar to the cooperation between demon hunters.
It is nothing more than melee combat with sword energy, long-range magic suppression, mutual cooperation, scrutiny, increase the enemy''s weaknesses, and take his life.
They didn''t use any excellent spells either.
Or moves like protecting the body with golden body, raising spiritual power, and killing enemies with swords.
The methods of the sin cultivation on the opposite side are similar, but the spiritual weapon will be poisoned, the spiritual power will also be a bit weird, and the Taoist movements are also strange.
Mo Hua looked at it for a long time and became familiar with the moves of both sides and the habit of attacking. He understood the enemy''s every move, advance and retreat, and nodded slightly.
"You can take action..."
If they don’t take action, they won’t know their “awesomeness”!
You will learn your own magic in vain.
The battle continues in the distance...
The mountains and rocks are flying, the magic is stimulating, and the body is close to the body and change the moves.
At this moment, Shangguan Xu''s huge sword was pressed horizontally, forcing a black-clothed cultivator to retreat in a panic, revealing his flaws.
Seeing this, Murong Caiyun''s eyes froze slightly. When he twisted his fingers, a five-colored spiritual light broke through the air and killed him, hitting the shoulder of the sin cultivator.
The spiritual light wore a torn dress, pierced the flesh, and brought out a squirt of blood, which evaporated the blood in an instant, leaving a scar.
Jiu Xiu couldn''t help but staggered a few steps, sweating in his forehead, and he reluctantly cursed a few times. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he turned around and wanted to escape.
Shangguan Xu slashed with a sword, trying to stop him, but the giant sword was slow to take action and still couldn''t keep it.
Murong Caiyun condensed his magic and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue it, so he took the opportunity to kill this sinful cultivation.
But the spell was one step slower, only scratching his arm, and not leaving the sin cultivator behind.
Jiu Xiu turned around, looked at Murong Caiyun viciously, and cursed viciously:
"Bitch!"
He kept these people in his heart, then activated his body and wanted to slip away. After finding a place to rest, he would come back to trouble these disciples of the sects.
But as soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in his heart.
I seemed to be targeted by someone.
Before I could think about it, a light blue water light appeared out of thin air, forming a cage, locking him up!
At the same time, a suffocation of "drowning" came.
The cultivator could not move, and his chest was tight and disgusting, and he couldn''t help but feel shocked.
What kind of spell is this? !
Shangguan Xu and Murong Caiyun were also stunned for a moment, but this fighter opportunity was fleeting. The two immediately came back to their senses and seized the opportunity for these few breaths.
Shangguan Xu''s sword swept across, blocking several sinful cultivators who were trying to support him.
Murong Caiyun flipped his slender hands and condensed into a magic spell, forming a brighter five-color spiritual spell.
The Sin Xiu was trapped by the Water Prison Technique, and after several struggles, he finally broke free.
He is in the middle stage of foundation building.
Ink painting is only in the early stage of foundation building, and its spiritual roots are poor, its spiritual power is weak, and its magic is fast, but its effect is still a little worse.
But the few breaths of water prison surgery are enough.
As soon as Su Xiu broke free from the water prison, he looked up and saw a light of inspiration. He accidentally came through his chest. Although he did not die, he also caused serious injuries.
Ouyang Feng beside him, pestering the censor vulture.
The flower is so beautiful that it is a kind heart. Seeing the battle situation here, I took the time to replenish two spiritual needles and stabbed the sinful cultivation''s heart.
In just a few breaths, this sinful cultivation was trapped by the water prison technique, penetrated the chest by the five elements of spiritual light, and was stabbed by the Baihua Spiritual Needle. It was impossible to avoid it and died on the spot.
This change happened in an instant, and the situation changed drastically on the spot.
Four to four.
There is also an ink painting, hiding in the dark, "eying at it".
One died in the early stage of foundation building, one was in the middle stage of foundation building, and two were in the middle stage of foundation building.
The vulture''s face was no longer calm.
His sinister eyes glanced around coldly, and said in a cold voice:
"Who is the young girl? How dare you plot against me?"
Ouyang Feng showed surprise.
Murong Caiyun and others thought about it, but were shocked.
It''s ink painting...
They did not expect that the "little formation master" of Mo Hua could have such tricky and weird magic, and it was used so quickly that the timing was very accurate.
Most importantly, very skilled...
It seems like I do this kind of thing often...
There was no echo around.
The vulture''s eyes looked gloomy and his spiritual sense kept sweeping around.
This little devil who secretly casts a cold arrow, no matter who he is or how well his cultivation is, will inevitably be a hidden danger under the current situation.
Ouyang Feng was afraid that the vulture would find the place where the ink painting was hiding. His eyes were cold and the sword energy increased sharply, and he accelerated the offensive and said in a deep voice:
"Bandits, die!"
The vulture was slightly angry and said "tsk", but he had to cheer up and deal with Ouyang Feng.
Murong Caiyun and the other two knew that the opportunity was rare, and they all tried their best, no longer held back, intending to eliminate the remaining few sin cultivators, and then siege the leading vulture together.
Ink painting became much easier. He lay on the grass, humming a small song, watching others fight, and then found the right opportunity to control the enemy with water prison technique.
If you don’t take action, you will be fine. Once you take action, you will inevitably be punished.
If you take action again, you will be guilty and die.
Murong Caiyun and others are all leaders of the sect. How could they not seize such an opportunity?
After Mo Hua performed six or seven water prison techniques, the cultivator present died and seriously injured, only one vulture was still barely supporting him.
Now he began to be anxious and said angrily:
"What''s the skill of a despicable villain, hurting someone with a hidden arrow?"
The ink painting book didn''t want to pay attention to him and planned to "silently" him, or "silently" so badly that he was about to die of death, and then came forward to say something to see if he could "annoy" him to death.
But as I looked, Mo Hua found that the vulture was not right.
He simply showed up directly, walked up to stand next to Senior Sister Murong.
The vulture was shocked when he saw the ink painting.
He didn''t expect that the one who hid in the dark and used sinister spells to kill his brother was actually a little kid with a childish face on his face?
But the next moment, his eyes were slightly red and he stared at the ink painting.
These disciples of the middle-stage sects in the foundation-building stage are difficult to deal with, so you can find opportunities to settle the score later.
But this little devil with shallow cultivation and insidiousness must die here today!
You must tear him to pieces to vent your hatred!
The vulture was full of murderous intentions.
Ouyang Feng noticed the murderous intent in the eyes of the vulture and his eyes sank.
Murong Caiyun also frowned and said worriedly: "Why are you out?"
Ink painting pointed at the vulture and said decisively:
"He has a problem!"
Everyone was stunned.
Murong Caiyun couldn''t help but ask, "Where is the problem with him?"
"There is something wrong with his head!" Mo Hua said confidently.
"What''s wrong with your head..."
The sound of ink painting is crisp and confident:
"He''s a bald man!"
The atmosphere instantly condensed.
The monks present were all stunned.
Murong Caiyun and others, for a while, I don’t know what to say...
The vulture was filled with anger, not only bloodshot eyes, but also his face turned red with anger.
But at the same time, he felt guilty when he was seen through, and turned around and wanted to run away.
Seeing this, Ouyang Feng immediately took action and stopped him.
But Mo Hua shouted, "Scissed his hair!"
The vulture was furious, "Stupid, you!"
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ouyang Feng''s sword move.
Ouyang Feng was a little helpless, but subconsciously did what Mo Hua said. The long sword of Huang Feng in his hand was sharp and cut off the vulture''s hair.
The vulture was furious and supported him in a mess, but his moves were a little strange.
I don’t care about some minor injuries on my body, and the fatal sword energy avoided it, but I firmly protected the top of my head.
It seems that I try my best to keep my hair.
Even if the body is injured, even if the skin is blooming, no hair can fall off!
The two of them fought for a while, and Shangguan Xu also went up to help.
He was holding a giant sword. If he really wanted to cut it, one knife would make a large piece.
The vulture was anxious and wanted to leave while beating and retreating, but the ink painting was still there. When the fingers were pointed, the water prison technique appeared, which kept him in place.
Finally, after dozens of rounds, Murong Caiyun couldn''t stand it anymore and took the opportunity to condense a five-colored spiritual light. With a little slim hand, the spiritual light shot out, staggering the vulture that was unable to dodge.
Shangguan Xu had quick eyes and quick hands, and his giant sword slashed at the vulture''s neck.
Life was at stake, so the vulture had to lower his head to avoid the sword. His neck was avoided, but his hair was not avoided, and a large piece of it was cut off.
The remaining "wigs" also fell off on their own, revealing a bald head.
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and he nodded confidently.
As he expected, this middle-aged monk was indeed a bald man!
And, not an ordinary bald man.
His bald head was like a "tattoo", and there were various patterns painted.
Mo Hua squinted her eyes and thought to herself that it was indeed the case.
The bald eagle''s bald head is actually a formation, and its formation pattern is extremely special, with eagle claws and carved eyes, shaped like beast patterns.
Mr. Xun said it.
Beasts are close to monsters.
This type of formation is passed down from generation to generation in the wilderness of the nine provinces, the wilderness monks...
Four-simile demon pattern formation!
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