Chapter 273 Black Mountain Village

Mo Hua was shocked.

"Black Mountain Village!"

In the depths of the Great Black Mountain, there is actually a village!

The mountain gate of this village is old and is estimated to have existed for a hundred years.

The blood stains on the door should be caused by killing people and throwing their heads. After years of replacement, it has a disgusting bloody smell.

It looks both gloomy and weird.

"At midnight, I will ask for directions."

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

Ask for directions, this is what it means. Kill people and cut off their heads, and use the head as a token of surrender, so that the door of the Black Mountain Village will appear.

The appearance of the door means that the sinners in the village have accepted you.

Sure enough, after a while, accompanied by a somewhat old and annoying "creaking" sound, the door of the Black Mountain Village slowly opened.

The fat monk looked crazy, tidied his Taoist robe, and then walked into the Black Mountain Village step by step.

After he entered the Black Mountain Village, the "creaking" sound came again, and the gate slowly closed again, and then gradually disappeared.

The fat monk also disappeared completely.

Mo Hua's eyelids twitched slightly.

So this is how he entered the Black Mountain Village...

It was hidden so deeply, no wonder no one had discovered it for so many years.

And it seems that those who can enter the Black Mountain Village are really sinners with blood on their hands.

At least this fat man is not a good thing.

He has six lives on his hands, and he suddenly attacked people who are brothers with him. He was fast and cruel, and a sword pierced his chest, which was hard to defend.

He made friends with the thin monk just to bring a living "letter of surrender". When the time comes, he can chop off the head and ask for directions to enter the Black Mountain Village.

He probably didn't care about the thin monk whose head and body were separated.

The cultivation of Taoism is dangerous, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

Mo Hua saw it again this time, and he took it as a warning in his heart.

It is better to be more cautious of unfamiliar cultivators, especially those who are half-familiar. You can only know a person's face but not his heart.

At the same time, Mo Hua also learned this.

If he makes a move, he must be like this fat cultivator, catching people off guard.

"What should I do next?" Mo Hua frowned and thought.

Should I sneak in to take a look?

This Black Mountain Village is a bit weird. If I don't see what's inside, I'm a little unsure.

At least I can roughly see how many sinners are inside.

Take a look quietly without alarming anyone...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

But how to sneak in?

Mo Hua was a little troubled.

There should also be a hidden array on the gate of the Black Mountain Village, and it is more densely laid than the mountain road between the cliffs.

If you don't scan it carefully with your spiritual sense, you won't notice it at all.

Now the gate is closed, and it has disappeared.

Unless someone else "asks for directions", it is estimated that it will not be opened. It's impossible for Mo Hua to throw a head in and knock on the door...

And if he enters from the front, even if Mo Hua can hide, he may not be discovered.

Once he is discovered, it will be dangerous.

"What should I do?" Mo Hua thought.

Although the gate of the Black Mountain Village has disappeared, its outline still appears in Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua peeked at the Black Mountain Village with his spiritual consciousness, and his mind turned rapidly, and gradually he came up with a solution.

All kinds of cultivation are inseparable from formations, and this is even more true for cultivation buildings.

Although this Black Mountain Village is gloomy and strange, it did not appear out of thin air, but was a cultivation building built by monks. Some architectural functions such as concealment, defense and early warning are all achieved by formations.

Moreover, there should be a skilled formation master in the village. If so, the village may be built based on formations.

Since it relies on formations, the problem is solved.

Mo Hua is best at formations.

He still kept hiding, strolled around the gate of the Black Mountain Village, and had a rough guess in his mind.

This Black Mountain Village was built with its back to the mountain, surrounded by mountains on both sides. The gate was built at the gap, and there should be high walls on both sides.

Mo Hua climbed up along the peaks on both sides, and indeed saw the high mountain walls.

The mountain gate was covered by the hidden formation, but the gables on both sides were not.

It is probably because the hidden formation is difficult to learn and draw, so it can only cover the front, and it is impossible to cover all the gables on both sides.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that although the level of this formation master is high, it is not that high.

It is estimated that he is only a little better than himself...

In addition to the hidden formation drawn on the mountain gate, the formations on the two high walls are mainly for defense and early warning.

The defensive formations include earth and stone formations, earth and wood formations, and some earth-fixing formations. Most of them are complex formations, mixed with a few single formations.

There are some formations on the wall that Mo Hua has never seen before, but their formations are somewhat similar to the Si Nan Zi Mu formation, and they are also gold-based complex formations.

So Mo Hua speculated that these should be early warning formations.

Hiding in the front to prevent people from finding them, and defending and warning on both sides to prevent sneak attacks by monks.

Mo Hua nodded, this formation was designed quite reasonably.

It should be enough to prevent ordinary cultivators. Even ordinary formation masters probably can't find any flaws.

However, Mo Hua personally designed and planned all the formations in the largest equipment and alchemy shops in Tongxian City. He knows the formations used in first-class buildings very well.

Although the formations on the Black Mountain Village are cleverly designed, they are still built in this sneaky village due to their limited vision and pattern. Many formations are obviously much cruder.

In Mo Hua's eyes, there are many flaws.

Moreover, the formations on the village should have been drawn by this formation master alone.

It took a long time to draw, and the new and old formations overlapped, and some of them had some conflicts, but they were just barely connected together.

Ordinary formation masters are relatively slow in drawing formations.

Like Mo Hua, who draws formations every day, is familiar with formations, and has learned the Tianyan Jue, has a keen sense of consciousness, and can draw formations very quickly, there are only a handful of formation masters.

If one person draws it, it is normal to draw it like this.

But in this way, the whole array has more flaws.

Mo Hua was relieved. This array master seemed to be inferior to himself in some aspects.

Mo Hua walked around twice and got a rough idea of ​​these arrays. Then he found a weak point, sat cross-legged, and took out the pen and ink from the storage bag.

The best way to deal with the array is to break the array.

Breaking the array makes too much noise, and with Mo Hua's current cultivation, he can't break the array of this mountain village.

And the best way to reflect the array master's attainments in the array is to break the array.

This is what Mr. Zhuang told him, and Mo Hua remembered it very clearly.

Then Mo Hua began to break the array.

He first broke the warning array to prevent it from being noticed by the cultivators inside, and then used the array pattern to counteract each other to break all the earth and stone arrays and earth and wood arrays in front of him.

This small array is independent and does not form a system with the surrounding complex arrays, so it will be invalid if it is broken and will not be discovered.

After the formation was solved, the formation pattern flickered slightly, and then turned gray, losing its effectiveness.

The corner of the wall, which served as the medium of the formation, also dried up and became soft because the formation pattern was ineffective.

Mo Hua used his spiritual sense to sense the surroundings, and when he was sure that there was no one around, he secretly took out a small dagger and began to dig the corner of the wall bit by bit.

Master Chen helped Mo Hua refine the Qianjun stick, and then felt that he was not satisfied, so he really refined a small dagger for him to peel the fruit.

This small dagger is just right for digging the corner of the wall now.

Mo Hua dug for a while, rested for a while, released his spiritual sense, confirmed that there was no one, and continued to dig.

After digging for an unknown period of time, he finally dug through the corner of the wall and dug out a small hole.

Mo Hua was covered in dust, with only his two eyes shining.

"Success!"

You can sneak in and take a look!

Mo Hua was young and petite, so the cave entrance was just right for him, and it was not easy for him to be discovered.

Mo Hua rested for a while, and when his strength and spiritual power recovered, he used the concealment technique again, opened the concealment array, and made sure that he was well prepared, then he carefully crawled in along the cave entrance.

Under the dark night, in the strange deep mountains.

Little Mo Hua sneaked into the Black Mountain Village without anyone noticing.

The Black Mountain Village was built two or three hundred years ago, and it also welcomed the first young monk who did not go through the main gate.