When the Taoist sprinkled the blood mist to the sky again, the chain of strange characters in Mo Bai's mind suddenly linked up after all the characters flickered.
Mo Bai's gaze was like a torch, and he glanced through. Then he could see the location of the Taoist clearly. So it launched a fatal blow.
A cold glance at the corpse lying on the ground. Mo Bai touched his nose. Originally, he only wanted to ask about the situation here, but he didn't expect that such a situation would eventually occur.
Looking at the jade slips lying quietly next to the corpse, shimmering with a faint blood-red light. Mo Bai's expression moved, and it seemed that this jade slip was the jade slip that launched the "Blood-Colored Killing Heaven" array. He lacked a strong formation in his hand, and unexpectedly sent a gift from that Taoist.
With a wave of Mobai's sleeve, he took the jade slip in his hand. Flip your hands and place it in the storage ring. It seems that as soon as this matter is over, one has to find a quiet place to sacrifice this thing.
After Mo Bai put the jade slip into his bag, the blood mist in the entire dense forest suddenly dispersed. In the distance, deep in the dense forest, houses are faintly visible.
After putting away the Taoist storage bag, Mo Bai stepped in.
Here, densely packed houses appeared in front of Mo Bai, looking at these simple houses. Mo Bai's eyes flashed, but he did not intend to harass these, the original local residents, these people had little to do with him.
He just wanted to know why the Taoist had to defend his territory to the death. There must be something strange here.
Mo Bai's eyes flickered, and his spiritual sense suddenly came out. Instantly covered the entire dense forest. In the center of the dense forest, the environment is quite elegant, and the empty space in the center is the place where the houses are most concentrated.
Under Mo Bai's visit, Mo Bai found that there were more or less people hiding in the house. There were men and women, old and young. These people were just like what Mo Bai had seen before. Those people are average, all half-bodied.
At this moment, they were constantly peeping out through the narrow window of the house. It seems that these people have been shocked by such a big movement just now. Seeing them looking out, there was a trace of horror.
Mo Bai frowned, although for the cultivator, the life and death of mortals would not be too much in his heart. At this moment, seeing the expressions on these people's faces, Mo Bai should not sigh in secret.
However, the residents here did not give up their hatred of Mo Bai because of a trace of shame in Mo Bai's heart. Some people even clenched their teeth, clenched their fists, and glared at Mo Bai.
Although their feet kept trembling under Mo Bai's icy eyes, they still stubbornly raised their heads and looked at each other.
Seeing this, Mo Bai wrinkled his eyes.
But these are not what Mo Bai is concerned about. What he cared about was what the Taoist did for him, he must keep Mo Bai from stepping into this place. If the guess is not bad, it has a lot to do with his cultivation.
Turning his gaze to the distance, according to Mo Bai's speculation, this person will definitely not live with these people in order to practice purification. Only when you find the other party's cultivation place, will you know what exactly this person wants to protect here
As a monk, Mo Bai knew in his heart that there must be cultivation resources here that made him unwilling to leave.
In the distance, a small mountain range appeared in Mo Bai's black eyes. Mo Bai was silent for a moment, and his figure flashed before disappearing in place.
Seeing Mo Bai leaving, after a long while, those ethnic talents walked out of the house one after another. After confirming that Mo Bai had left, it didn't take long for him to cheer and cheer.
The children also began to play around, and the lively sounds reappeared. It doesn't seem to be affected by the fight just now.
It seems that the original lively scene has been restored.
Under the mountains, I heard the sound of the wind. Mo Bai just frowned slightly, sighed, shook his head, and turned his gaze to the mountain range in front of him.
No matter what, he is an outsider after all. This time, the Daoist was killed and their guardian formation was in the bag. This place will lose its protection in the future. As a result, the residents here seem to be sad in the future.
But Mo Bai only sighed, and didn't mean to return this thing. Even if he surrendered the jade slips, these aborigines had no aura at all, and they could not use the formations used by the immortal cultivators. To stay here, it was a waste for Mo Bai.
This thing is more useful in his hands than it is here.
Mo Bai looked around, the mountains in front of him. The consciousness is constantly detecting. But wherever monks live, they must be guarded by formations. What's more, even though the Taoist guards these aborigines, for the aborigines, the Taoist is only an outsider.
Therefore, the place where the Taoist lives must be guarded by formations. In order to defend these aborigines, they acted.
Sure enough, Mo Bai was in the mountains, a place on a cliff, and he noticed a trace of wave formation. Although it was very slight, Mo Bai still found something under Mo Bai's divine consciousness visit.
Mo Bai groaned, then lowered his figure. In the direction of the cliff, he took a step forward and walked slowly over.
When he reached the cliff, Mo Bai's eyes condensed. His eyes have been placed on the cliff wall. This cliff is not high, and it looks no different from other cliffs I have seen in the past. However, Mo Bai was sure that within this cliff, the cave mansion where the Taoist lived must be hidden.
Mo Bai's gaze swept across, and the divine sense suddenly came out. After a long time of concentration, he saw him let out a sigh of relief.
This formation is not as clever as the big formation guarding the dense forest. It seems that this is just an ordinary phantom array arranged by the Taoist to prevent the entry of the aborigines, without any murderous intentions, hidden in it.
For this kind of ordinary formation, it is not difficult for Mo Bai to break.
Mo Bai moved his hands and the tactics continued to change. Although it seemed simple, it contained dozens of illusions. A character instantly turned out in Mo Bai's hands. Flew towards the empty place ahead.
Suddenly a thick smoke rose from the formation, covering the entire cliff. After Mo Bai's second character was sacrificed, the smoke spread to the surroundings.
Not long after, a white cliff appeared in front of Mo Bai's eyes. Mo Bai glanced around, and couldn't help being startled. This was a flat cliff, and the cave house he had originally thought of did not appear.
There shouldn't be a trace of contemplation in Mo Bai's eyes. His previous divine sense had penetrated, but he had never discovered that the rock wall was so flat. However, although this is not the Taoist's cave, he has tried his best to arrange the illusion array here. It seems that this rock wall must be strange.
Thinking of this, Mo Bai's eyes swept toward the rock wall. After this sweep, Mo Bai was sure that the Taoist must always be here, and this place was of great help to his cultivation.
Mo Bai raised his foot to the cliff. At the foot of the cliff, there were very few trees and unknown grasses growing on the ground. It's very soft to step on. Close to the edge of the cliff, there is an open space the size of a futon. Suppressed all the year round, there is no grass here.
From this point of view, that Taoist has been practicing here for a long time.
Mo Bai stepped forward and stood on the clearing ground. After pondering, he sat cross-legged. I closed my eyes and started the exercises. Only in this way can I feel what the Taoist feels.
Sure enough, not long after he started the exercise, a cool breath suddenly floated out from the rock wall behind him and quickly entered his body. This moved Mo Bai's heart.
"This... is not aura." After a long while, a strange thought came up in his heart. Mo Bai opened his eyes suddenly, a strange light flashed in his eyes. It seems that what the Taoist guards is here.
After all, after entering here, Mo Bai walked all the way, and did not realize that there was spiritual energy in the air here. As a result, these immortal cultivators would lose the source of cultivation. If only relying on the spirit stones and pills in their hands to cultivate, this is far from enough.
The cool breath just entered Mo Bai's body. After Mo Bai was running for a week, he realized that this breath could actually replace the spiritual energy and enable him to practice. At this time, Mo Bai dared to assert that the Taoist was afraid of Mo Bai's coming. Snatch this thing, so I will guard this place desperately.
Mo Bai slowly stood up, turned around, and looked at the flat cliff. His eyes flickered.
It seemed that the thing that moved Mo Bai's mind was there.
Yuanshen stretched out along Mo Bai's fingertips. Mo Bai stretched out a finger and touched it on the flat rock wall, feeling the cool breath from the rock wall. After a short while, Mo Bai retracted his finger and started to ponder.
I don't know what is inside this cliff, it will reveal such a strange aura.
Mo Bai stared at the rock wall intently, raised his hand again, and flipped his hand upwards, suddenly a sharp sword flashed. With a light stroke towards the void, there was a crisp cracking sound from the rock wall in front of him. At first, the sound was very slight. But almost instantly, it turned into a roaring sound, and after a long while, it turned into a roaring sound, which spread all over the surrounding area.
Mo Bai ignored him, his eyes flashed, and with a wave of his palm, he cut down the entire rock wall. A sphere-shaped, white crystal of the size of a long Xu suddenly appeared in his eyes.
It seems that the strange aura has just flowed out, and it is this thing. Mo Bai's eyes condensed, thinking in his heart. He pondered a little, put the Shadowless Sword in his hand, stretched out his right hand again, and violently grabbed the white crystal.
An icy breath passed through Mo Bai's right hand into his body. Mo Bai noticed that the cold breath emerged from the spar in his hand. This aura is much stronger than the aura floating in the air on the mainland.
"What the hell is this?" Mo Bai's eyes looked at the crystal in his hand, and he muttered with surprise in his heart.
At this moment, under the mountain range, there were bursts of shouts. It seems that those movements just now have alarmed the aboriginal people at the foot of the mountain. Mo Bai's eyes flashed, his figure shook, and he disappeared in place.
The next moment, Mo Bai's figure appeared in the air. He followed his gaze and looked down.
I saw the aboriginal people living in the dense forest, both men and women, young and old, holding spears, screaming and rushing along the mountain path.
Looking back, Mo Bai looked at the object in his hand. It seemed that the object was of great significance to these aborigines. But at this moment, it already belongs to Mo Bai. Mo Bai's eyes flashed, and his figure flew away. Ignoring the aboriginal people on the mountain, constantly running towards the rock wall. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)