Chapter 2817 Rock Paintings

This kind of magical transformation can only be handed over to the staff of the Magic Research Department, and Mo Fan knows nothing about it.

As a person who has reached the peak of magic practice, Mo Fan can sometimes feel helpless.

I'm strong, but I can't make everyone strong. After all, I'm still a reckless man. In the future, I can only do the dirty work of killing monarchs and cutting emperors. Although I enjoy it, I am still not as good as a big scientific researcher in spirit.

The little loach guides a general direction. In this direction, there are mountains rising from the ground and valleys that turn sharply down. It is like a copycat navigation system. It frantically shouts to turn right, turn right. Just arrived at the destination, but there is a surging river on your right, you can't just open the accelerator.

I have to find a bridge, artificial mental retardation!

"Huhuhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The wind was whistling in his ears, and it always brought those gravels that made people grin in pain. Mo Fan didn’t want to waste his magical energy on such trivial things, so he could only lower his body and bury his head in Douyan. On the broad neck of the sheep, although the smell of wool is very strong, it is better than being baptized by "a hail of bullets".

"The visibility is too low, Mo Fan, are we really right?" Mu Bai began to doubt Mo Fan's lead.

After so many years of getting along, Mu Bai was convinced that Mo Fan was a lunatic.

How can a road idiot lead the way?

"Trust me." Mo Fan said.

"Look below, there are rock paintings." Seinfeld said at this time, pointing to a sinking cliff.

The two walked over and looked in the direction Song Feiyao was looking at. At first glance, the cliffs were just some rock patterns eroded by the wind, with some cracks and cracks attached, which had nothing to do with the so-called rock paintings. , but when Mo Fan and Mu Bai rode the Douyan Sheep to the other end and looked back at the cliff, the seemingly chaotic stone patterns actually took on a certain shape...

"Can you recognize it even if you look upside down?" Mo Fan admired Song Fei Yao's eyesight.

"We have memorized these ancient paintings since we were young, and we can recognize them even if we take them apart," Seinfeld said.

"What does that mean?" Mo Fan then asked.

"The meaning of the door is that there is a door. You have to find other rock paintings to know the specific location of the door." Song Fei Yao said with certainty.

Now that you have found the right place and know the secrets, it will not be too difficult to find the target. The most wasteful thing is to have no direction and clues about what you are looking for.

The distribution span of the rock paintings is quite large. Mo Fan and Mu Bai searched southeast for several kilometers before they found other rock paintings.

Mu Bai is indeed a scholar. He reminded Mo Fan that if the people of the Holy Spring family wanted to mark the Helan Mountain, they would definitely choose the rock mass that is not easily eroded by strong winds, acid rain, ice and snow, otherwise The rock paintings must have been flowered by nature, the bear child.

After screening out several special rock mass structures, even if it is covered with dust and covered with thick sand, it becomes much easier to find details on the rock through the sense of dragon.

Of course, even so, they spent two whole days here, and Douyan Yang felt impatient and wanted to go home.

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"It's all found, so we need to interpret it in a certain order, or what?" Mo Fan asked anxiously.

Earth Holy Spring, Earth Holy Spring...

In the past few days after going out, Mo Fan already felt that his fire element was about to break through!

Even lying down, the cultivation base has skyrocketed, which stimulates Mo Fan's infinite desire for the new Holy Spring! !

"You have to put them together to decipher." Seinfeld said with a frown.

"Impossible. The rock paintings in the south are seven kilometers apart from the rock paintings in the north, and they are all imprinted on heavy rocks with special methods. Forcibly moving them will only destroy the entire rock paintings." Mu Bai immediately shook his head and said.

"What about copying it?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's also difficult. Obviously these rock paintings point to a certain mountain pass. In this complex terrain, some places cannot be entered at all without going through the mountain pass.

Copying will not be able to find the exact mountain pass. "Mu Bai said.

Song Feiyao pondered, and suddenly she raised her head, her eyes fixed on the brown sand cloudy sky, the hazy sky made it hard to tell what time it was.

"I remembered an ancient method of staring, probably looking at this ancient painting from a certain angle from a high altitude. Unfortunately, the weather is too bad now, and I can't see all the rock paintings when I fly too low, and I can't see the mountains when I fly too high. ' said Seinfeld.

"When I borrowed sheep, the herdsmen told me that the weather would be sunny in two days, and that day would be sunny. If we were trapped in the windy and sandy mountains, we would find a cave to take shelter first, and wait until it was sunny. Hurry up and find a way." Mu Bai recalled the herdsmen's kind advice.

"Okay, then let's wait for two more days, we will find a cave with no wind to rest, just to see if I can break through the fire barrier." Mo Fan said.

"Didn't you just break through the thunder barrier?" Mu Bai asked with wide eyes.

"Hey, the things of our ancestors are good." Mo Fan replied mysteriously.

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If you can't find a cave, dig one yourself.

It's not too difficult, the cave I dug is still clean and comfortable, I set up a tent at the entrance of the cave, the tent is open, and I can see the magnificent mountain scenery that has been cut steeply and dangerously at a glance...

The luxury mountain view built-in tent room, two men and one woman, is not impossible.

"I want to drink mutton soup." Mo Fan was about to sit down and enter the meditation, when suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.

"Second-level protection war beast." Mu Bai replied without even looking up.

"The mutton steamed buns in the ancient capital left before they had time to taste them, alas." Mo Fan still had an obsession with food.

"How did you know her?" Mu Bai suddenly asked about this matter, his voice lowered a lot.

Song Fei Yao had a tent of her own. She had previously proposed to dig another room with a mountain view. The door of the tent was pulled up. She should be sleeping inside, and she didn't want her sleeping position to be watched by two men.

"It's a long story, I'll keep it short, she admires me for being young, handsome and strong. I told her that I was already a famous coach, but she still said that she didn't care about my family..."

"I haven't slept yet." Seinfeld's voice came from the tent.

"Oh, we've only met a few times. We just don't like those old cancers in Xiayu." Mo Fan replied with little interest.

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"Mu Bai, tell me about the time when you left the ancient capital and traveled to Helan Mountain." Mo Fan asked.

"Nothing to say, just a little confused."

"Then let me tell you about Zhao Manyan and I spreading the world in the country?" Mo Fan asked with raised eyebrows.

"Haha." Mu Bai sneered, too lazy to listen.

"Zhao Manyan almost got on the head of a female thief."

"..."