Chapter 133 Missing (Update 1)

Mo Hua was ready to formally draw the Si Nan mother-child array.

He went to Master Chen and refined a simple compass and dozens of stone needles.

There is only one mother array of the Si Nan mother-child complex array, which is drawn on the compass. There can be many sub-arrays, which are drawn on the stone needles.

There is no connection between the sub-arrays, and they only sense each other with the mother array. It seems that there are many sub-arrays, but in fact, there is still only one pair of single arrays controlled by the array hub.

Therefore, the Si Nan mother-child array can only be regarded as a complex array containing two single arrays.

Mo Hua spent a long time drawing and finished the array.

Then he was ready to try the effect.

Mo Hua entered the Dahei Mountain, set up traps and arrays, and inserted stone needles more than ten feet away. Let Da Hu and the other three watch nearby, while Mo Hua himself took the Si Nan mother array and ran far away.

After walking for more than half an hour, Mo Hua stopped, then squatted in the bushes and stared at the compass in his hand.

Mo Hua waited and waited until he was a little sleepy.

At this time, a point on the compass suddenly lit up.

The lit point corresponded to the stone needle that Mo Hua had inserted.

Mo Hua was refreshed and ran back immediately.

When he arrived, the monster was also killed by Da Hu and the other two, lying on the ground, and the blood had not dried yet.

Mo Hua walked forward and put his fingers on the heart of the monster. He found that the monster's blood was still alive and could be moved by his spiritual consciousness, so he took out the jade bottle and activated the blood-sucking technique to absorb the monster's blood.

After about eight or nine bottles of blood were put in, Mo Hua stopped.

He ran to the stone needle again and took a look. The stone needle was also safe and sound, and it was not damaged. He couldn't help but smile.

"Mo Hua, is it done?"

"Yes, it's done!"

Da Hu and the other two didn't know what Mo Hua was doing with the compass, but they guessed it was related to the formation.

They didn't understand the formation, so they didn't ask, but seeing that Mo Hua had completed the task smoothly, they couldn't help but laugh.

As usual, several people skinned and boned the bleeding monsters and put them into storage bags.

They sent the sold spiritual stones to Mo Hua's home at night.

Mo Hua and Da Hu waved goodbye and continued to stroll in the Big Black Mountain, placing stone needles engraved with the Si Nan Zi formation.

The places where the stone needles were placed were mostly intersections, mountain roads, and forests that monsters or monster hunters must pass through, which are also suitable places to place traps.

Mo Hua spent three or four days to place dozens of stone needles.

Now the outer mountain is basically under Mo Hua's control.

Not to mention the slightest disturbance, but at least once there is a fight between cultivators, a fight between monsters, and a fluctuation of spiritual power, Mo Hua can know it at the first time by looking at the compass.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua carried the compass and ran around the outer mountain, busy and happy.

When the light on the compass lights up, it means that a battle has taken place.

Most of them are caused by the explosion of the earth fire formation and the fluctuations caused by the novice demon hunters encircling the demon beasts.

When Mo Hua arrived there, the battle was basically over. He waited for a while until the demon beast died, and then he could go up and bleed it.

There are also some, which are other demon hunters encircling and killing the demon beasts.

In theory, the prey of a small team of demon hunters will not be allowed to be touched by others.

But Mo Hua is an acquaintance, a very familiar one.

Most demon hunters have asked Mo Hua to draw formations and received favors. Although some have not asked Mo Hua, they also want to have some friendship with Mo Hua, so that if they need formations in the future, they can ask for it.

So most demon hunting teams don’t mind Mo Hua bleeding some blood on the demon beasts they kill.

Anyway, they don’t use the demon blood.

Some are the fluctuations caused by the demon beasts fighting each other and the impact of demon power.

Monsters will fight when they seek mates, forage, hunt, and compete for their base.

Monsters fight, and it is too risky to approach rashly.

Mo Hua can only watch from afar, gain experience, observe the habits or characteristics of monsters, and record some of their special monster powers or angry states.

As far as Qi Refining cultivators are concerned, Mo Hua's spiritual sense is already very strong. He can observe from afar, or even use his spiritual sense to peek into the state of monster power in the meridians of monsters, without being discovered by monsters.

In this way, Mo Hua's cultivation gradually improved, and he gradually touched the barrier of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

He stored more and more monster blood, and there were hundreds of bottles.

Mo Hua was well prepared, thinking that after the realm breakthrough, he could impact the first-grade array master of nine patterns.

In the days that followed, Mo Hua practiced and learned arrays with peace of mind.

A few days later, it was evening, and Mo Hua and Liu Ruhua were at home, waiting for Mo Shan to come home for dinner.

Suddenly, it rained heavily for half an hour.

After the rain, Mo Shan came back, but he looked serious. He ate a few bites of food, took some dry food, and went out again.

Mo Hua couldn't help asking, "Dad, what happened?"

Mo Shan didn't want to say it, but thinking that Mo Hua could survive alone in the Great Black Mountain and was no longer the weak child when he was young, he said solemnly:

"Old Zhao is missing."

Mo Hua was slightly startled, "Is it Uncle Zhao who is of medium height, has thick eyebrows, and knows the mountain-splitting palm technique?"

Mo Shan was stunned, "Do you know him?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

That day when he went to Uncle Yu to borrow someone, Uncle Yu called him "Old Zhao" and asked him to look after him. That was the late Qi training cultivator.

Mo Shan nodded and said, "Yes."

"Where did you go?"

"Dahei Mountain."

"I'll go see him too."

Mo Shan was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he said, "Follow me, don't get separated."

"Yeah."

Liu Ruhua prepared some food for the father and son to take with them, and said with a worried look, "Be careful on the road."

Mo Shan took Mo Hua out, but did not go directly to Dahei Mountain, but went to Elder Yu's house first.

Elder Yu's house was more spacious, but the furnishings were relatively simple, and there were many demon hunters standing in the house.

Elder Yu's eyes swept over Mo Shan, and saw Mo Hua beside Mo Shan. He was slightly surprised, but still nodded to Mo Hua and smiled kindly.

After that, he said in a serious tone: "Old Zhao is missing. I have asked Chengyi to take people to look for him, but there is no news so far."

"Maybe he was just blocked on the mountain by the heavy rain. He found a camp to hide and will go down the mountain tomorrow morning." A demon hunter guessed.

Elder Yu shook his head and said: "Old Zhao's wife came and said that her husband was missing."

Elder Yu told the story.

Old Zhao's wife is pregnant and has been pregnant for five or six months.

Old Zhao learned from the alchemist that there is a herb called Baizhu ginseng that can nourish qi and stabilize the fetus. He found a plant from the mountain, picked it, and prepared to go down the mountain to bring it to his wife.

But the demon beast hunted that day was a bit tricky, which delayed some time. Later, when he went down the mountain, he found that his storage bag was broken and the Baizhu ginseng was lost.

Old Zhao guessed that it was lost when fighting with the demon beast, so he told his wife to go into the mountain to look for it and come back soon.

As soon as Old Zhao entered the mountain, it started to rain heavily. After the rain stopped, he still did not come back.

It was common for demon hunters to stay overnight in the mountains when they had something to do.

But Lao Zhao's wife felt a sense of panic and palpitations, as if she would never see her husband again.

She couldn't explain the palpitations, but they were extremely strong. She had no choice but to ask Elder Yu to send someone to look for him in the mountains.

Elder Yu sighed, "It's better to be safe than sorry. It's better for everyone to suffer a little than for Lao Zhao to lose his life. Otherwise, how can we live with orphans and widows?"