Chapter 271 Cliff Road

When he went back home at night, Mo Hua still practiced the Concealment Formation and the Reverse Spirit Formation on the Dao Monument in the Sea of ​​Consciousness for a whole night.

He was already familiar with the Concealment Formation, so he just reviewed it.

The Reverse Spirit Formation was extremely difficult. A complete Reverse Spirit Formation required ten patterns of spiritual consciousness. Mo Hua could not draw it now, so he just used it to practice the formation and hone his spiritual consciousness.

He got up early the next day and practiced for an hour as usual.

Then he had a quick breakfast and set off for the Great Black Mountain, crossed the outer mountain, reached the inner mountain, and walked to the edge of the cliff.

The cliff was thousands of feet high, and the clouds and mist were lingering below, unfathomable.

Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, closed his eyes, released his spiritual consciousness, and looked down the cliff.

This time he had a prejudgment, so his purpose was clearer and his perception was more careful.

After a while, Mo Hua opened his eyes with doubts.

Still nothing.

If he guessed correctly, these criminals should have used the concealment array to hide, and the most likely one was hiding under this cliff.

But at this time, the cliff was so deep that it was bottomless.

There was no human figure or other special aura within the range of Mo Hua's spiritual sense.

This was a bit strange.

If it wasn't under the cliff, could it be on the opposite side?

Mo Hua looked across again.

On the opposite side was a deep mountain, with thick clouds and fog, strong miasma, and unpredictable aura. Moreover, under the cover of miasma, the edge of the cliff could not be seen.

Since nothing could be seen, it seemed unnecessary to use the array to hide.

"Not under the cliff, not on the opposite side of the cliff, could it be between the cliffs?"

Mo Hua muttered, and then his spiritual sense explored between the cliffs.

Between the cliffs on both sides, the fog and the mountain foul air intertwined, and for a moment, it was not clear.

Looking at it, Mo Hua suddenly opened his eyes.

There really is something!

Mo Hua was shocked, and then closed his eyes again, calmed down, put his spiritual sense to the extreme, tried his best to get rid of the interference of the miasma in the mountains, and tried his best to perceive.

In the blur, Mo Hua finally found a road leading to the opposite cliff.

When he sensed what this road was, Mo Hua was shocked.

This is not a mountain road, but a collapsed mountain!

The mountain peak is sharp and the rocks are tough. It fell from the opposite side and spanned between the cliffs on both sides, forming a natural stone bridge.

There are formation masters who set up hidden formations on the mountain peaks to cover up their traces, and use the natural miasma between the cliffs to blur and confuse the spiritual sense.

This mountain peak has become an extremely hidden, unknown, standing on the abyss, connecting the two cliffs.

Using the rocks of heaven and earth as the medium of the formation, and the miasma in the mountains as a cover, it leaves no trace, and no one knows.

Mo Hua was shocked.

Then he thought to himself, "This formation master is a master!"

He had just learned the concealment formation, but the formation master had already set up this concealment formation on the rocks long ago, and his formation level was obviously higher than his own.

Since Mo Hua learned the formation, this was the first time he met a formation master with higher formation attainments than himself, except for the unfathomable Mr. Zhuang.

Mo Hua couldn't help but be curious, who is this formation master?

He set up the formation for the criminal cultivator and hid his tracks. Could he also be a criminal cultivator?

Mo Hua felt a little sorry. He had finally learned the formation. Why not do something else? He became an accomplice to the evildoer and did this kind of murder and robbery.

What should he do next?

Mo Hua frowned.

Since he had discovered the traces of this group of criminal cultivators, he naturally had to find out the truth.

But Mo Hua couldn't take the risk alone.

After all, no one knows how many of these evil cultivators there are, what their cultivation is, how bad they are, and what their intentions are when they are entrenched in the mountains.

Mo Hua plans to go back first, tell Elder Yu about this, and report it to Dao Tingsi.

With the help of the demon hunter and Dao Tingsi, they can wipe out this group of evil cultivators with their large numbers.

Mo Hua has made up his mind and plans to go back first, but when he turns around, he stops and frowns.

This seems a bit inappropriate.

Going back to call for help, although there are many people, a group of people going into the mountains will inevitably alert the evil cultivators and make them prepared.

They are many, but what if there are more evil cultivators?

After all, they have been dormant for two or three hundred years, and they are recruiting evil people everywhere, so their power is probably not small.

If the evil cultivators rely on the terrain and ambush in the middle of the way, Dao Tingsi and the demon hunter will probably have many deaths.

Mo Hua has a good relationship with Dao Tingsi, and has a close relationship with the demon hunter.

This is what Mo Hua doesn't want to see.

Moreover, if he doesn't know the true strength of the criminal cultivator, he won't have much chance of winning if he acts rashly.

If the criminal cultivator escapes, it will be impossible to eradicate them completely.

Moreover, everything at present is just Mo Hua's guess.

Although there is a 70% possibility, it is impossible to be sure without seeing it with one's own eyes.

What if the person behind the cliff is not a criminal cultivator?

What if he is a hermit master like Mr. Zhuang, or a high-level formation master with a lonely temperament?

If he gathered a group of cultivators to go there, he would undoubtedly make enemies.

Mo Hua was a little entangled.

After thinking about it, it seemed that the best way was to "take risks alone"...

His spiritual awareness was strong, so he could detect danger early. With the Water-passing Step, ordinary cultivators could not get close to him, and the most important thing now was that he could hide.

He was the only cultivator who could hide among all the demon hunters in Tongxian City.

With the help of the stealth technique and the stealth formation, the stealth effect was stronger than the general stealth technique, and the careless foundation-building cultivators might not be able to see through it.

If the opponent was a master, he should not care about a small cultivator like him.

If the opponent was really a sinner, he would not alert the enemy if he went there secretly.

They killed and robbed without anyone noticing, so he could also find out the truth without anyone noticing.

Knowing yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Once the truth is found out, it will be easier to formulate countermeasures.

Mo Hua nodded.

Taking a little risk, the demon hunter or Daoting Division can save a lot of lives, so this risk is worth taking.

And just take a cautious look, roughly determine the situation on the other side, and then sneak back.

The sinners on the other side may not be able to discover him.

After all, his concealment skills and concealment arrays are not learned in vain.

Mo Hua gradually made up his mind:

"First use the concealment skills to sneak over, find out the truth, and then sneak back."

This will neither alert the enemy nor take too much risk.

Mo Hua grabbed a handful of stones nearby, found a branch, and then opened the storage bag, took out a bottle of spiritual ink, sensed it with his spiritual consciousness, and poured the spiritual ink from a place on the edge of the cliff.

The golden spiritual ink poured down, and after a moment, it seemed to be blocked by something, and it splashed and condensed into a piece of ink in the air.

"There is indeed a way."

Mo Hua nodded, and then casually threw a few stones down, confirming that the stones also fell in the air and did not sink into the cliff, and then he felt relieved.

Mo Hua first opened the stealth array, and then activated the stealth technique to hide his body, and then performed the water-passing step, lightly jumped off the cliff and jumped into the clouds.

After a while, Mo Hua's feet were slightly numb, and he landed on the invisible stone road.

The spiritual ink and stones that had just been poured were all at his feet.

Mo Hua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he knew there was a way, he was still a little scared to jump off the cliff.

Mo Hua looked down, and his hands and feet suddenly became weak, and his face turned pale.

Below the cliff was a deep abyss, and falling down would be shattered to pieces.

At this time, he seemed to be standing in the air, standing on the abyss.

Mo Hua took a deep breath and thought:

"Don't look down, don't look down..."

Then he mustered up his courage, took a step, and walked forward step by step. As he walked, he carefully probed the road ahead with a branch.

Between the two cliffs covered by clouds and mist, on a hidden mountain road, a hidden little monk was walking silently, step by step, towards the other side.

For two or three hundred years, the demon hunters had not discovered the hidden mountain road, and at this moment, the sinners had not discovered the hidden Mo Hua.