The ink painting takes out the map of the deserted mountains of Nanyue City.

It is said to be a map, but the texture is rough and the lines are simple. It only outlines some mountainous trends, and the rest is not at all.

This barren mountain is rarely visited, so there is no detailed map.

The one in Mo Hua's hand was asked by Situ Fang before. It was a mountain and river situation chart included in Daotingsi, Nanyue City.

The ink painting recalls the trajectory of light spots on Si Nan's compass, and on the map, he traces Zhang Quan's tracks.

Zhang Quan's journey seems to be messy, but all his routes are concentrated in the forests between the two peaks east of the barren mountain.

He came here to return to his lair.

Therefore, the place where he refined and hid corpses must be not far away.

In order to avoid stalking, he must not dare to linger near his nest.

Therefore, the location of his nest is likely to be west of his lingering position.

The two are separated by a mountain, looking at each other from afar.

Mo Hua expressed his guess.

Bai Zisheng said in confusion:

"How do you know this?"

Mo Hua said: "I am a demon hunter and often track monsters in the mountains. This is the basics of a demon hunter."

"But Zhang Quan is not a monster."

"It's almost the same. He is not very human anyway. He probably has a very similar habit to a monster."

Bai Zisheng nodded and asked again:

"What if I guess wrong?"

"If you guess wrong, guess wrong, it will have no effect." Mo Hua said indifferently.

Bai Zisheng sighed: "Okay..."

Anyway, you have to look for it. It is better to have a direction than not.

Mo Hua and the other two temporarily left Zhang Quan, crossed a mountain range, and went west of the barren mountain to find a place where Zhang Quan hides.

Ink painting is not worried about Zhang Quan.

Anyway, with Si Nan's compass, Zhang Quan couldn't escape his palm. You can ignore it and let him play hide-and-seek with him.

As long as they find the place where Zhang Quan is hiding, they can even turn their backs on the spot and wait for the rabbit to plot against Zhang Quan.

There is no special place to the west of Nanyue’s barren mountain.

It is still withered grass, low trees, dry rocks, and steep peaks.

The three of them searched together for a while, and then searched separately for a while, but still found nothing.

At least on the surface, there are only weeds and mountains.

Further out, although there are still continuous barren mountains, the distance is relatively far, and the range is too large, so it is not easy to search.

Bai Zisheng said in confusion: "Isn't it?"

Mo Hua shook her head, "Not necessarily, we only searched for the first time."

The demon hunter will not only search once if he searches the mountain.

The first time I just look at the mountains and rivers, and have a general impression of the terrain in the sea of ​​consciousness. In this way, if you compare the map, you will have a clear sense of road.

Then, based on experience, select the route and search carefully.

Mo Hua recalled the terrain and guessed where it could be used to refine corpses or hide, where it had special terrain and where it had suspicious atmosphere...

Then I took out the pen, ticked a route, and continued to search.

This time, the ink painting was searched very carefully.

Whenever he went, he would sit cross-legged, let go of his spiritual consciousness, and sense the thin flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, as well as the flow of various auras in the mountains.

At the same time, he also had to calculate in his mind to see if there were any traces of the formation.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi protected him by Mo Hua's side in case of cultivators or monsters sneak attacks.

After searching for the ink painting, I opened my eyes, got up and went to the next place, searching one by one.

Such searches are relatively boring.

And it needs to be calculated, and the spiritual consciousness consumes a lot.

Fortunately, Mo Hua is patient enough, has a strong spiritual consciousness and has mastered meditation techniques, so his spiritual consciousness is recovered quickly.

Just walking and stopping like this, next to a group of bare rocks, the ink painting suddenly said "Huh".

Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up, "Has you found it?"

Mo Hua nodded slightly and said, "There is a formation."

Bai Zisheng let go of his spiritual sense, glanced at it, and said helplessly: "Where is it?"

He found nothing.

Mo Hua pointed to the group of bald stones in front of him, "These are all formations."

Bai Zisheng looked at the rocks, which were bright and bald, huge in size, and a large number, piled up together, blocking all the peaks.

"What kind of formation is this?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I don't know, it looks like... a kind of earth-based illusion, you wait..."

After saying that, Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the ground again.

While closing his eyes and contemplating, he looked for a branch and drew something on the ground.

Half an hour later, Mo Hua opened her eyes and pointed to the pattern on the ground and said:

"This is how the array pattern is."

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide, "Did you even guess the formation pattern?"

Mo Hua corrected: "It's 'calculation', not 'guess'."

Only by "calculating" can one seem to be professional. It is what a first-grade small formation master with deep achievements in formation should do.

"Guess" makes you look amateur and suspicious of being confused.

Bai Zisheng asked:

"Is it the master who taught you the Yanshu?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Bai Zisheng was envious.

By learning the derivation of spiritual consciousness, you can see through the formation.

The formation master on this barren mountain clearly used formations to hide his movements, but because he set up the formations, in Mo Hua's eyes, he was as clear as watching the fire.

Even through derivation, specific array patterns can be derived.

It's really a shame...

Bai Zisheng sighed.

What a pity that he does not have enough spiritual consciousness and cannot learn it.

Of course, even if you can learn it, you probably won’t be able to learn it. Even if you learn it, you may not be able to use it as well as ink painting.

In the formation, he, the youngest brother, has always been a "little pervert" in his heart...

Mo Hua suddenly moved his mind and looked at Bai Zisheng with a bad look:

"Say bad things about me again?"

Bai Zisheng was completely helpless, "I praise you in my heart..."

Mo Hua snorted, "Are you guessing I believe it?"

Bai Zisheng sighed and had to apologize, then immediately changed the subject:

"How can this formation be broken?"

Mo Hua said: "No need to break it, it's just a concealment."

He let go of his spiritual sense, and after peeking, he said:

"You guys follow me."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi nodded.

Mo Hua walked straight to the bald stone, then gently stretched out his hand, and his fingers fell into the rocks.

Mo Hua continued to walk forward, and the whole person walked directly into the stone.

Bai Zisheng was shocked, and Bai Zixi was also slightly stunned.
To be continued...