Asking about longevity

After Elder Yu finished speaking, he led everyone into Dahei Mountain.

In a camp at the entrance to the outer mountain, everyone met Yu Chengyi.

Elder Yu asked: "How's it going?"

Yu Chengyi's clothes were soaked by the rain and dew, his face turned pale, and he frowned:

"The rain was so heavy that after a rain, there were no traces left in the mountains. I had no idea where he had been."

Elder Yu sighed: "Now we are in trouble."

Daheishan is so big, even if it is an outer mountain, it would take seven or eight days to walk there. If you search carefully, it will take even longer.

It's okay that Lao Zhao is fine. If something really happened, it would probably be more disastrous.

The monster hunters in the camp were all worried.

"Where did Uncle Zhao enter the mountain from?"

A clear and childish voice sounded from the crowd.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Mo Hua following Mo Shan.

Although Mo Hua is young, he is familiar with most of the demon hunters in the field. Everyone calls him "Little Formation Master", so no one ignores him just because of his young age.

Yu Chengyi quickly called Mo Hua over, spread out a map, and pointed to a mountain road:

"Old Zhao entered the mountain through this pass in the evening."

Mo Hua took one look at it, closed the map, and then took out the map he drew from his storage bag.

Mo Hua spread out the map, and everyone was dumbfounded when they saw it.

This map is too detailed. Not only are there mountain roads, poisonous swamps, and miasma areas, but also some spices, spiritual herbs, and ore points are marked.

At first glance, it is densely packed. If the space was not limited, Mo Hua would probably like to write down how many trees there are in each forest and what each tree looks like...

Mo drew on his map and pointed to a location, "Is this here?"

Yu Chengyi nodded.

Ink Hua compared the map and found the location of the nearest stone needle. He took out the compass with the Sinan Mother Formation on it, took a comparative look, and frowned gradually.

Yu Chengyi's heart tightened and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua clicked on a few locations on the map and said, "There have been spiritual fluctuations here."

"What's the meaning?"

"That is to say, someone has done something here!"

Everyone looked at each other, a little stunned for a moment.

"Can you see this?" A demon hunter couldn't help but ask.

Mo Hua nodded, "This is the Sinan Mother Formation. I have placed stone needles in the mountains. If there are spiritual energy fluctuations nearby, it can be seen on this compass."

Everyone was shocked and looked at Mo Hua with much more serious eyes.

Elder Yu's expression was slightly bright, and he said: "Without further delay, let's go there now!"

Without any further delay, everyone set off immediately. Mo Shan told him "be careful" and followed Mo Hua silently.

After a cup of tea, everyone arrived at the place where Mo Hua said.

Here is a small hillside, with a narrow mountain path going down, a forest going up, and a cliff on the right.

Mo Hua found the stone needle and found that the formation patterns on the stone needle were dim and distorted, which was caused by excessive fluctuations in spiritual power.

"How is it?" Yu Chengyi asked nervously.

Mo Hua nodded, "Someone did take action, and the cultivation level is not low, and the movement is not small. There should be traces nearby. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ"

Yu Chengyi then ordered: "Spread out and look around."

After a while, someone shouted: "Here!"

Everyone went over to take a look and found that the rocks on the ground were mottled and broken, and some trees were broken in the middle. On the stone wall next to them, there was a diagonally slashed palm print, with a faint trace of earth spiritual power remaining in the palm print.

Yu Chengyi looked at it and said: "The splitting palm is Lao Zhao."

Mo Shan also walked forward, wiped the stone wall with his fingers, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, with a cold look in his eyes, he said:

"There were blood stains, which were washed away by the heavy rain."

Everyone's expressions also became solemn.

Elder Yu asked Mo Hua: "Are there any other traces?"

Mo Hua looked at the compass and found that many points on it were dim or even disappeared. He shook his head and said:

"It's been a long time, and the spiritual power fluctuations are very weak and can't be distinguished."

The Sinan Mother Formation is time-sensitive. At the beginning of the spiritual power fluctuation, the light spots will be very bright. As time goes by, the light spots will gradually dim until they disappear.

Elder Yu and others frowned.

Mo Hua was also a little anxious, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and asked:

"Uncle Yu, when did Uncle Zhao enter the mountain?"

Yu Chengyi thought for a while and said: "It's probably the middle of Youshi, almost an hour has passed."

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly bright, and the array master had an extraordinary memory. He had glanced at the compass before eating. Although he didn't remember it carefully, some impressions still remained in his mind at this time.

He spread out the map and marked a few more points.

"These points probably indicate that there was a battle after Youshi, but it may not necessarily be Uncle Zhao. It may also be other monks or monsters. Moreover, these points may not be accurate..."

"It doesn't matter," Elder Yu said, "It's better to have a direction than to search randomly without an idea."

Elder Yu patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "You have tried your best. If you really can't find it, then Old Zhao's fate is bad."

Mo Hua nodded in a low mood.

"Are there any other clues?" Elder Yu asked.

Mo Hua looked at the map again and then drew a few lines.

"There are always spiritual fluctuations on these roads, so you can look carefully."

Elder Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hearts of the other demon hunters also rose.

If there are constant fluctuations in spiritual power, it means that there is a constant battle, which means that you are being chased all the way!

Is the one chasing him a monster or a monk...

Elder Yu looked solemn and said decisively:

"Search separately, three for the smaller ones, five for the larger ones. There should be more than ten people in each of these lines. Pay attention to safety. If you find anything, blow the whistle."

Elder Yu gave the order, and the demon hunters moved vigorously and suddenly dispersed in all directions.

Elder Yu told Mo Hua again: "Follow your father and don't get separated."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Night gradually fell, and everyone searched for the missing monster hunter in Daheishan after the rain.

An hour later, everyone found more traces of the battle, and even fragments of rattan armor, but they still couldn't find it.

Ink was drawn on the map, marking all the points where the battle was fought.

Then he looked at the map and frowned in thought.

There are traces of fighting. If you are chased along the way, you will definitely be seriously injured. You may not be able to run very far. It should be near the mountain roads in the picture.

But with so many people, why couldn’t they be found?

A living person should see a person, and a dead person should see a corpse...

Mo Hua was puzzled and asked Mo Shan, who was standing behind him: "Dad, when you were looking for someone, how did you find him?"

"How to find it?"

"That is, can you use your spiritual consciousness to find it?"

Mo Shan thought for a moment and said: "See the traces with your eyes, listen to the movement with your ears, smell the blood with your nose, and simply perceive with your spiritual consciousness."

Looking for it this way seems to be no problem...

Mo Hua nodded, and then suddenly thought, what if we abandon the five senses and simply use spiritual consciousness to perceive?

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, he closed his eyes and let go of his consciousness.

The surrounding area suddenly turned white.

The rocks, woods, water flows and monks in the night have all lost their outlines and original colors, turning into faint spiritual shadows.

The spiritual shadows of things in the world are mainly light blue, while the spiritual shadows of monks show different colors of the five elements according to their spiritual roots and the attributes of the exercises they practice.

Things in spiritual consciousness have clear boundaries.

Ink painting further abandons the five senses and puts spiritual consciousness to its limit.

The perceived boundary is further expanded, and the perceived spiritual shadow becomes clearer.

"No……"

Mo Hua opened his eyes, walked to the next intersection, continued to close his eyes, and let go of his consciousness.

Mo Shan didn't know what Mo Hua was doing, but he didn't bother him and just followed his son silently.

"No."

"No……"

Mo Hua continued to walk and let go of his consciousness. After walking through several cliffs like this, the ink painting suddenly stopped.

Mo Shan's heart tightened, and he saw Mo Hua suddenly opening his eyes, pointing to a cliff not far away and saying:

"There's someone there!"

Mo Shan and several surrounding demon hunters immediately jumped forward, pushed aside the grass and trees, and shined their torches.

Under the cliff, hanging by the branches, was the dying Lao Zhao!