Chapter 601 Bald

Diancang Mountain is relatively large and desolate, and there are few products for cultivators, so it is sparsely populated and suitable for sinners to hide.

Mo Hua followed several senior brothers and sisters to Diancang Mountain.

There are high mountains and ridges, covered with clouds and fog, and the light yellow miasma is thick and dense, making it difficult to tell the direction.

Murong Caiyun said: "I accepted the reward offered by the sect, and there was a tip saying that the vulture was alone and hiding 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. It requires an formation master who is proficient in formations to investigate along the way..."

"You must be careful and don't miss anything..."

"Otherwise, it will be easy to scare the snake away and let this 'vulture' fly away..."

Murong Caiyun glanced at Mo Hua, "Junior Brother Mo, can you... please?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I can do it!"

Murong Caiyun saw that Mo Hua was confident. Not only was he not relieved, but he was even more worried.

Ouyang Feng was afraid that ink painting would be stressful, so he said:

"Junior Brother Mo, do your best, don't be nervous..."

"This mission is not a matter of one person. Along the way, we will also pay attention to you and make up for any omissions. After all, the Vulture is extremely cunning and difficult to deal with, and the formations he sets up are also very tricky..."

"Yeah." Mo Hua said gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!"

So everyone walked forward, and as they walked, Mo Hua was startled, pointing to a small area of ​​renovated soil on the side of the road and said:

"Is it that formation?"

The others heard this, looked at each other, and nodded.

Murong Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Not bad."

Only then did Mo Hua realize that everyone had discovered it, and it was just to "test" himself, so he didn't reveal it.

He doesn't trust himself so much...

Mo Hua muttered in his 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 with a flash of light, the ripples under the soil disappeared.

Mo Hua was stunned, "What is this compass?"

Murong Caiyun was slightly startled, "Don't you know?"

Mo Hua nodded honestly.

To know is to know, and to not know is to know.

There are senior brothers and sisters in front of him. He is a junior junior brother, so there is no need to pretend to be fat.

Murong Caiyun sighed, "This is called the formation compass. Some simple formations can be solved using this compass."

"Can any formation work?" Mo Hua asked.

Murong Caiyun shook his head, "Different formations have different formation compasses. The five elements, the eight trigrams, and the directions must be corresponding to be solved, and the formation pattern cannot be too complicated."

"oh oh."

Mo Hua learned something new and wrote it down silently.

"There is such a thing as a formation compass..."

I have always been self-reliant and personally rescued, and I have never used such a "lazy" thing.

I don’t know what the principle is inside...

Mo Hua was a little curious.

Hua Qianqian used the formation compass to unravel the secret formation. Then, with a flick of her bare hand and a slight wave of spiritual energy, she swept away the soil and saw a small stone plate buried in the soil, with formation patterns carved on it.

The formation pattern looks familiar, but also a little unfamiliar. It is probably a variation of the formation pattern.

I couldn't recognize the ink painting, so I humbly asked for advice:

"Senior Sister Murong, what kind of formation is on this stone plate..."

Murong Caiyun paused.

Several other people also touched their foreheads with their hands, feeling helpless.

Shangguan Xu even smiled bitterly.

I don’t even know this simple formation, and I’m not that “good” at formation either…

Murong Caiyun sighed and explained helplessly:

"This is called the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array. It is a first-class formation that uses the inherent magnetism of the array pattern to attract the power of induction for detection and prevention..."

"Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array..."

Mo Hua silently remembered it again.

He didn't expect that after he was so proficient in the first-level formations and learned so much, there would be "fish that slipped through the net"...

Sure enough, we still need to go out more often.

The world of cultivation is so vast and vast that there may be formations everywhere, waiting for you to learn them!

"Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array..."

Mo Hua muttered silently, then said: "Senior Sister Murong, wait a moment, I will learn."

Murong Caiyun was silent.

This little junior brother, when he encounters a formation, he actually wants to learn it right away...

She didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Mo Hua to write down the patterns of Xiao Yuan's magnetic array, and then everyone set off again.

As he walked, Mo Hua secretly pondered.

Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array...

The function of the first-grade nine-mark formation is somewhat similar to the "Sinan Zimu Complex Formation" that I have used. They are both used to set up formations for reconnaissance and monitor the mountain environment.

But this formation is somewhat special.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Hua discovered that this formation was actually a variation of the Bagua formation. It was a simple "variation" of the complex formation pattern.

Mo Hua silently calculated in his mind and was suddenly startled.

He discovered that the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array could be traced back to its origin, and its essential array pattern could be traced back to the "Thunder Pattern".

Thunderband?

This is wrong...

Mo Hua was confused.

The "Thunder Array" in his impression was still the "immortal pattern" that contained the power of law obliteration on top of the Heavenly Dao Array. It was extremely terrifying and could kill all living things.

But what is the relationship between "thunder and lightning" and "magnetic magnetism"?

Why did the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array, the reverse variation of the array patterns, evolve into thunder patterns and become a "Thunder Gua" formation?

Mo Hua was puzzled.

But at this time, he still had a "mission" to do, so he had no time to care about other things. Mo Hua hid this doubt in his heart and planned to think about it carefully after returning to see if he could understand anything.

It was not difficult to master a mere first-grade formation.

Mo Hua looked at the formation pattern of the small Yuan magnetic formation once and knew it like the back of his hand.

When he looked at the mountains again, the small Yuan magnetic formation patterns that were scattered among the grass, trees, and rocks were clearly visible.

Mo Hua's spiritual sense swept through everything.

"There is a formation behind the big rock..."

"There is also one in the middle of the mountain road three meters ahead..."

"There is also a small Yuan magnetic formation under the bark..."

"There is a monster hidden in the forest on the left. The monster has an injury on its right leg. Under the skin and flesh, there is also a small Yuan magnetic formation on the embedded blade..."

...

Mo Hua walked along the way and pointed along the way.

Murong Caiyun and the others were gradually surprised.

It was not surprising that Mo Hua could see some obvious formations that they could see.

But Mo Hua could always find out some formations that were difficult to find with strange means.

Even some formations were so tricky and secluded that they could not find them, or they were too far away and they could not find them in time, but they could not escape Mo Hua's consciousness.

They believed that Mo Hua was really powerful.

"Good at" formations may be a bit exaggerated.

But his talent for formations is definitely not bad.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes looked at Mo Hua with a lot of gentleness.

Carrying out sect missions is full of dangers, and they don't want to bring a "little burden", even though this little burden looks cute and well-behaved.

An hour later, everyone came to a hillside.

The hillside was normal, but there was a hidden cave under the cover of grass and trees.

The "vulture" wanted by Dao Tingsi was hiding in the cave.

Several people hid behind a rock and discussed the plan of pursuit.

But these have nothing to do with Mo Hua.

He was originally here to see through the formation. By now, his mission was mostly completed. He didn't need to do anything for the next thing.

In the words of Senior Sister Murong, it was:

"Hide well, don't show your head, protect yourself, and run away first when something happens..."

This was not only to care about Mo Hua, but also to prevent Mo Hua from showing up rashly and ruining things.

If he was caught by the vulture again and taken hostage, the situation would be extremely serious.

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Senior Sister, don't worry."

He was very good at saving his life.

But thinking that if the senior brothers and sisters took action and killed the "vulture" directly, he would not have the opportunity to show his "power", and they would not take him with them next time they offered a bounty...

Mo Hua thought to himself that he should still be of some use...

The mountains and forests were desolate, and the hillsides were silent.

The grass was deep and the rocks were chaotic, and there was no trace of people.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved slightly, scanning the surroundings, his eyes gleaming slightly, and then he whispered:

"To the west of here, one hundred and fifty feet away, there is a gold trap array, second-grade eleven patterns;"

"To the east of here, about one hundred and fifty feet away, there is a mountain trap array, eight trigrams Gen trap array, second-grade fourteen patterns..."

"At the entrance of the cave, there is a Genshan array, second-grade..."

"Ten feet outside the entrance of the cave, there is a... small Yuan magnetic array? But it is also second-grade..."

...

Mo Hua counted out all the arrays near the cave, "like treasures", without missing a single one.

He almost saw through the nest of the "vulture".

Not only Murong Caiyun, but even Ouyang Feng and others were a little surprised.

"You... have learned the second-grade array?"

Mo Hua said modestly: "I have learned a little bit..."

The few people looked slightly surprised and looked at each other, only then did they realize that they had greatly underestimated this innocent little junior brother.

He can see through all the formations set up by others.

This kind of formation attainment and understanding must be extremely profound.

Sure enough, there are no mediocre people who can enter the eight major gates.

Their "formation master" was not invited in vain.

Ouyang Feng released his spiritual sense and confirmed it a little. Seeing that everything was exactly as Mo Hua said, he had not realized those formations if Mo Hua hadn't said it. He nodded and praised:

"Not bad, thanks to Junior Brother Mo. In this way, it will be much easier for us to arrest the vulture."

"Next, we will act according to the plan and lure the vulture out..."

Mo Hua smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed slightly and sighed:

"No need..."

Everyone was stunned.

Mo Hua whispered: "The vulture has discovered us."

Ouyang Feng and others looked gloomy, and then they calmed down and concentrated their minds. Sure enough, they found that they were surrounded by a deep and cold spiritual sense at some point.

In just a moment, Mo Hua determined:

"Sixteen-pattern spiritual consciousness!"

"The peak of the middle stage of foundation building!"

"And... not just one person..."

Ouyang Feng looked slightly stunned, and Murong Caiyun and the others were also a little absent-minded.

They hadn't discovered anything yet, how come this junior brother knew everything?

But with a powerful enemy at hand, there was no time to ask.

A trace of determination appeared in Ouyang Feng's eyes, "Kill!"

Then the killing intent suddenly descended.

A strong, somewhat demonic sword energy broke through the air and smashed the huge rock where everyone was hiding, but Ouyang Feng drew his sword in time and resolved it one by one.

After the stone chips flew and the smoke and dust dissipated.

Ouyang Feng held a red-gold maple sword in his hand and stood in front of everyone. He was tall, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he was extraordinary.

Shangguan Xu pulled out a huge sword with a splendid momentum.

Hua Qianqian stretched out her slender hands, and dozens of flower spirit needles floated in front of her.

Murong Caiyun pinched her fingers, and the hairpin in her hair shone brightly, emitting five-colored light. There were also spells gathering at her fingertips...

"A fight is about to start!"

Mo Hua saw that the situation was not good, and immediately ran away, cast a concealment spell, put on a small cloak, found a big stone pit, lay on the ground, and hid.

If there was a fight, he would have nothing to do for the time being.

With so many senior brothers and sisters, he just needed to hide well and not get in the way.

Murong Caiyun paid attention to Mo Hua, and saw that Mo Hua was very smart. He noticed it before the enemy's sword energy arrived, and retreated behind everyone early, hiding alone, and nodded.

Others also breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Shangguan Xu.

He was told by Wen Renwan to take good care of Mo Hua.

If anything happens to Mo Hua, Aunt Wan'er will definitely blame him.

Now Mo Hua sees that the situation is not good, so he hides far away, and he will hide vaguely. He doesn't know where he is hiding, so he is relieved.

At this moment, several monks walked out of the dry cave.

The monk in front was wearing brown clothes, narrow eyes, eagle nose, middle-aged, and had a sinister look.

Behind him, there were five monks, all dressed in black, who didn't look like good people.

Mo Hua hid far away, but he was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and he could see the appearance of these people clearly. He guessed in his heart that the brown-clothed monk in front must be the "vulture" who did a lot of bad things.

But he couldn't help wondering in his heart:

"Vulture vulture...why isn't he bald?"

"Is he wearing a wig?"

No way...

In theory, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

If he is not "bald", why would others call him "vulture"?

Mo Hua was a little puzzled.

And the battle in the distance was about to break out.

On one side was a sect disciple who accepted the reward from Dao Tingsi, earned merits, and hunted down the criminal.

On the other side was a criminal wanted by Dao Tingsi and had committed many crimes.

Neither side had any intention of stopping, and basically no nonsense, they would fight to the death when they met.

Spiritual power was surging, five elements spells were flying, and there were some weird spiritual weapons and sword energy, intertwined with each other...

Mo Hua secretly lay in the grass, showing his head, watching others fight, thinking about it, and roughly estimated the strength of both sides.

There were five people on his side.

But he was "hiding" in the grass, so only four people were on the field, all of whom were in the middle stage of foundation building.

There were a total of six people on the opposite side.

Only one was in the early stage of foundation building.

The other five were in the middle stage of foundation building.

The one with the highest cultivation was the "vulture" with an eagle nose, who was at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building and had sixteen spiritual consciousness patterns.

Several of his brothers and sisters are from big sects, with profound cultivation, good spiritual weapons and Taoism, and rich experience in fighting, and they cooperate well.

Even if it is four against six, they are not at a disadvantage.

Mo Hua nodded.

They are indeed the proud children of the big sects in Qianxuezhou.

I will follow them in the future!

But Mo Hua is also a little worried.

The current situation is a bit stalemate.

This stalemate is definitely not a solution.

Especially the "vulture", who has an advantage in cultivation, holding a silver long sword, fighting with Ouyang Feng, with a calm face, obviously keeping a back hand.

In this case...

Mo Hua pondered for a while.

"We should kill the other sinners first, and then withdraw our hands, use the majority to fight the minority, and beat up the "vulture" who leads the way..."

The situation on the field is almost the same as Mo Hua expected.

Obviously, Ouyang Feng and others also think so.

First, the evil cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was found by Shangguan Xu, who approached him with a flash and knocked him to the ground in two or three strokes.

Hua Qianqian took the time to add a few spiritual needles.

The cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was killed like this.

Mo Hua shook his head and thought:

"This idiot has no self-knowledge. He is in the early stage of foundation building and rashly participates in the melee of the middle stage of foundation building. He doesn't pay more attention and tries to escape. He deserves to be the first to die..."

Then it was four to five.

Mo Hua didn't rush to attack. He wanted to observe first.

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

First of all, the battles between Ouyang Feng and his brothers and sisters were methodical and tacit.

But these are similar to the cooperation between demon hunters.

It's nothing more than using sword energy to restrain in close combat and using magic to suppress in long-range combat, cooperating with each other, looking at the enemy's flaws, increasing their injuries, and taking their lives.

They didn't use any superior magic.

Or the Golden Body Technique to protect the body, accumulate spiritual power, and use the sword to kill the enemy.

The methods of the criminal cultivator on the opposite side are similar, except that the spiritual weapon will be poisoned, the spiritual power is also a bit weird, and the Taoist magic moves are also strange.

Mo Hua watched for a long time and became familiar with the moves of both sides, as well as the attack habits. He knew the enemy's every move, advance and retreat, and nodded slightly.

"You can attack..."

If they don't attack again, they won't know how "powerful" they are!

Their own magic will be learned in vain.

The battle in the distance is still going on...

Rocks are flying, magic is stirring, and the physical cultivators are close to exchange moves.

At this time, Shangguan Xu's giant sword pressed horizontally, forcing a black-clothed criminal cultivator to retreat in embarrassment, revealing a flaw.

Murong Caiyun saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he twisted his fingers and pointed. Then a five-colored spiritual light broke through the air and hit the shoulder of the criminal.

The spiritual light pierced through the clothes, pierced the flesh, and brought a stream of blood, which evaporated in an instant, leaving a scar.

The criminal stumbled a few steps, cold sweat on his forehead, and cursed a few times. Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and wanted to escape.

Shangguan Xu slashed down with a sword, trying to stop him, but the giant sword was slow to move, and still failed to stop him.

Murong Caiyun condensed a spell, wanting to take advantage of the victory and kill the criminal.

But the spell was a step too slow, and only scratched his arm, and did not stop the criminal.

The Sinner turned around, glared at Murong Caiyun fiercely, and cursed viciously:

"Bitch!"

He remembered these people in his heart, and then urged his body skills, wanting to slip away, and after finding a place to rest, he would come back to trouble these sect disciples.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in his heart.

He seemed to be targeted by someone.

Before he could think about it, a light blue water light appeared out of thin air, forming a cage, and imprisoned him tightly!

At the same time, a suffocating feeling of "drowning" came.

The Sinner could not move, his chest was stuffy and nauseous, and he was shocked.

What kind of magic is this? !

Shangguan Xu and Murong Caiyun were also stunned for a moment, but this opportunity was fleeting, and the two immediately came back to their senses and seized the opportunity of these few breaths.

Shangguan Xu swept the sword and blocked several Sinners who wanted to come to support.

Murong Caiyun turned her slender hands and condensed into a spell, forming a brighter five-color spiritual light spell.

The criminal was trapped by the water prison spell, and after struggling for several times, he finally broke free.

He was in the middle stage of foundation building.

Mo Hua was only in the early stage of foundation building, and his spiritual roots were poor, and his spiritual power was weak. Although his spells were fast, the effect would still be worse.

But the few breaths of time trapped by the water prison spell were enough.

As soon as the criminal broke free from the water prison, he looked up and saw a spiritual light that came carelessly and pierced his chest. Although it was not fatal, it also caused serious injuries.

Ouyang Feng on the side was entangled with the criminal vulture.

Hua Qianqian was a kind-hearted person. Seeing the battle situation here, she took the time to replenish two spiritual needles and hit the heart of the criminal.

In just a few breaths, the criminal was trapped by the water prison spell, pierced through the chest by the five elements spiritual light, and pierced his heart by the hundred flowers spiritual needle. There was no way to avoid it, and he died on the spot.

This change happened in an instant, and the situation changed drastically on the spot.

Four against four.

There was also Mo Hua, hiding in the dark, "watching with eager eyes".

One person in the early stage of foundation building, one in the middle stage of foundation building, and two sinners died.

The calmness on the face of the vulture was gone.

His sinister eyes swept around coldly, and he said in a cold voice:

"Who dares to plot against you?"

Ouyang Feng was surprised.

Murong Caiyun and others figured it out, but they were shocked.

It was Mo Hua...

They didn't expect that Mo Hua, a "little formation master", could actually use such a tricky and strange spell, and he could cast it so quickly and grasp the timing very accurately.

The most important thing is that he is very skilled...

It seems that he often does this kind of thing...

There was no echo around.

The vulture's eyes were gloomy and his consciousness kept sweeping around.

This kid who secretly shot cold arrows, no matter who he is or how his cultivation is, is bound to be a hidden danger in the current situation.

Ouyang Feng was afraid that the vulture would find out where Mo Hua was hiding, so his eyes turned cold, his sword energy surged, and he accelerated his attack, saying in a deep voice:

"Bandit, die!"

The vulture was slightly angry and made a "tsk" sound, but he had to cheer up and deal with Ouyang Feng.

Murong Caiyun and the other two knew that the opportunity was rare, so they all went all out and did not hold back, intending to get rid of the remaining sin cultivators, and then besiege the leading vulture together.

Mo Hua was much more relaxed. He lay on the grass, humming a little tune, watching others fight, and then looking for the right opportunity to control the enemy with the water prison technique.

If he didn't make a move, it would be fine. Once he made a move, there would be a sin cultivator who would be stabbed.

If he made another move, a sin cultivator would die.

Murong Caiyun and others were all the best in the sect, so how could they miss such an opportunity.

After Mo Hua performed six or seven water prison techniques, the sin cultivators present died or were seriously injured, and only one vulture was still barely holding on.

Now he began to get anxious and said angrily:

"You despicable villain, what's your ability to attack someone from behind?"

Mo Hua didn't want to pay attention to him. He planned to "sneak" him to death, or "sneak" him to the point of being seriously injured and dying, and then come out to say something to see if he could "anger" him to death.

But as he watched, Mo Hua found that something was wrong with this vulture.

He simply showed up, walked forward, and stood next to Senior Sister Murong.

The vulture was shocked when he saw Mo Hua.

He didn't expect that the one who hid in the dark and used insidious magic to kill his brother was actually a little brat with a childish face?

But the next moment, his eyes turned red and he stared at Mo Hua.

These disciples of the sect in the middle stage of foundation building are not easy to deal with, and they can find a chance to settle accounts later.

But this shallow, insidious and cunning kid must die here today!

He must be torn into pieces to vent the hatred in his heart!

The vulture's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Ouyang Feng sensed the murderous intent in the vulture's eyes, and his eyes darkened.

Murong Caiyun also frowned and asked worriedly: "Why did you come out?"

Mo Hua pointed at the vulture and said decisively:

"There is something wrong with him!"

Everyone was stunned.

Murong Caiyun couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with him?"

"There's something wrong with his head!" Mo Hua said confidently.

"Head...what's wrong..."

Mo Hua said with a clear voice, confident:

"He's a bald man!!"

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The cultivators present were all stunned.

Murong Caiyun and the others didn't know what to say for a moment...

Vulture was furious, not only his eyes were bloodshot, but his face was also red with anger.

But at the same time, he felt guilty that his true identity had been seen through, so he turned around and wanted to run.

Ouyang Feng saw this and immediately took action to stop him.

Mo Hua shouted: "Cut his hair!"

Vulture was furious, "You little brat!"

But he was interrupted by Ouyang Feng's sword moves before he finished.

Ouyang Feng was a little helpless, but subconsciously, he did what Mo Hua said, with the Huangfeng long sword in his hand, the sword energy was sharp, and he cut Vulture's hair with every move.

Vulture was furious and supported himself awkwardly, but his moves were a little strange.

Regardless of some minor injuries on his body, he dodged the deadly sword energy, but he firmly protected his head.

It seemed that he had to do his best to protect his hair.

Even if he was injured, even if his skin was torn, he couldn't let a hair fall!

The two fought for a while, and Shangguan Xu also went up to help.

He was holding a huge sword, and if he really wanted to cut, one cut would cut a large piece.

The vulture was very anxious, fighting and retreating, and wanted to leave, but the ink painting was still there, and with a finger, the water prison technique emerged, restraining him in place.

Finally, after dozens of rounds, Murong Caiyun couldn't stand it anymore, and took the opportunity to condense a five-color spiritual light, and with a slender hand, the spiritual light shot out, hitting the vulture, who was struggling and unable to dodge, and staggered.

Shangguan Xu was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and the huge sword chopped at the vulture's neck.

His life was at stake, and the vulture had to lower his head to avoid the sword. His neck dodged, but his hair didn't, and a large piece was directly cut off.

The remaining "wigs" also fell off by themselves, 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!

Moreover, he was not an ordinary bald man.

On his bald head, there were various patterns like a "tattoo".

Mo Hua squinted and looked at it, thinking that it was indeed the case.

The tattoo on the bald head of the vulture turned out to be a formation, and the shape of the formation pattern was extremely special, with eagle claws and carved eyes, shaped like animal patterns.

Mr. Xun said.

Beasts are close to monsters.

This kind of formation is passed down from generation to generation by the monks of the wild tribe in the south of Jiuzhou...

Four-elephant monster pattern formation!

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