Magic transformation can only be left to those in the Magic Research Department, and Mo Fan knows nothing about it.
As a person who has reached the peak of magic cultivation, Mo Fan sometimes feels helpless.
Although he is strong, he cannot make everyone else strong. After all, he is still a reckless man. In the future, he will only be able to do some dirty work such as killing monarchs and emperors. Although he enjoys it, he is still not as good as a great scientist on a spiritual level.
The little loach pointed in a general direction. In this direction, there were mountains rising from the ground, and valleys that turned sharply downward. It was like a copycat version of the navigation system. It shouted crazily, turn right, turn right. You've arrived at your destination, but to your right is a surging river. You can't just push the accelerator and drive down.
We have to find a bridge, artificial retard!
"Hufufufufu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
The wind is whistling in the ears, and it always brings those gravels that make people grin in pain. Mo Fan doesn't want to waste his magic energy on such a trivial matter, so he can only lower his body and bury his head in Douyan The broad neck of the sheep, although the smell of wool is strong, is better than being baptized by a "rain of bullets".
"The visibility is too low, Mo Fan, are we really not going wrong?" Mu Bai began to doubt Mo Fan's leadership.
After spending so many years together, Mu Bai has no doubt that Mo Fan is a road fool.
Why can a road idiot lead the way?
"Trust me." Mo Fan said.
"Look below, there are rock paintings." At this time, Sein Feiyao pointed to a sinking cliff and said.
The two people walked over and looked in the direction Song Feiyao was looking. At first glance, they saw that the cliffs were just rock patterns eroded by the wind, with some cracks and broken marks, which had no connection with the so-called rock paintings. , but when Mo Fan and Mu Bai drove the Douyan Sheep to jump to the other side and looked back at the cliff, those seemingly chaotic stone patterns actually took on a certain shape...
"Can you recognize it even if you look at it backwards?" Mo Fan somewhat admired Sein Feiyao's eyesight.
"We have memorized these ancient paintings since childhood, and we can recognize them even if they are broken down," Sein Feiyao said.
"What does that mean?" Mo Fan then asked.
"The meaning of door is that there is a door. You have to find other rock paintings to know the specific location of the door." Sein Feiyao said with certainty.
Now that you have found the right place and know the secrets, it will not be too difficult to find the target. The biggest waste of energy is not having any direction or clues about what you are looking for.
The distribution span of the rock paintings is quite large. Mo Fan and Mu Bai searched southeast for several kilometers before discovering other rock paintings.
Mu Bai is worthy of being a top student. He reminded Mo Fan that if the people of the Di Shengquan clan want to mark the Helan Mountains, then they will definitely choose the kind of rock mass that is not easily eroded by strong winds, acid rain, ice and snow, otherwise The rock paintings must have been embellished by the naughty child of nature.
After screening out several special rock structures, it becomes much easier to find details on the rocks through the dragon sense, even if they are covered with dust and thick sand.
Of course, even so, they spent two whole days here, and Dou Yanyang was a little impatient and wanted to go home.
…
"We've found everything, then we need to interpret it in a certain order, or something?" Mo Fan asked anxiously.
Holy spring of earth, holy spring of earth...
In the past few days since he went out, Mo Fan already felt that his fire element was about to break through!
His cultivation skyrocketed even while lying down, which stimulated Mo Fan’s endless desire for the new Holy Spring! !
"You have to put them together to understand it." Sein Feiyao frowned.
"It's impossible. The rock paintings in the south are seven kilometers apart from the ones in the north, and they are all imprinted on heavy rocks using special techniques. Forcibly moving them will only destroy the entire rock paintings." Mu Bai immediately shook his head.
"How about copying it?" Mo Fan asked.
"It's also difficult. It's obvious that these rock paintings point to a certain mountain pass. In this complex terrain, some places are simply inaccessible without passing through the mountain pass. It's impossible to accurately find the mountain pass by copying." Mu Bai said.
Sein Feiyao began to think deeply, and suddenly she raised her head and stared at the brown and confused sky. The hazy sky made it difficult to tell what time it was now.
“I remembered an ancient method of gazing at these ancient paintings from a certain angle in the sky. Unfortunately, the weather is too bad now. I fly too low to see all the rock paintings, and I fly too high to see the mountains. "Seinfeld said.
"When I borrowed the sheep, the herdsmen told me that the weather would be clear in two days, and it would be clear that day. If we were trapped in the windy and sandy mountains, we would find a cave to take shelter first, and wait until the weather cleared. Find a way out quickly." Mu Bai reminded him of the herdsmen's kindness.
"Okay, let's wait for two more days and find a windless cave to rest. I'll see if I can break through the fire barrier," Mo Fan said.
"Didn't you just break through the thunder barrier?" Mu Bai asked with his eyes widened.
"Hehe, the stuff from our ancestors is good." Mo Fan replied mysteriously.
…
If you can't find a cave, dig one yourself.
It’s not that difficult. The cave I dug is clean and comfortable. I pitch a tent at the entrance of the cave. With the tent open, you can see the magnificent mountain scenery that has been cut steeply and dangerously...
A luxurious built-in tent room with mountain views, two men and one woman, is not something that cannot be accommodated.
"I want to drink mutton soup." Mo Fan was about to sit down and enter meditation, when suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.
"Level 2 protection beast." Mu Bai replied without even bothering to raise his eyelids.
"We left before we could try the mutton steamed buns from the ancient capital, alas." Mo Fan is still obsessed with food.
"How do you know her?" Mu Bai suddenly asked about this matter, his voice lowered much.
Sein Feiyao had a tent by herself. She had previously suggested building a room with a mountain view. The tent door was closed, so she was probably sleeping soundly inside, and she didn't want her sleeping posture to be watched by two men.
"It's a long story, but I'll make it short. She admires me for being young, handsome, and capable. I told her that I was already famous, handsome, and married, but she still said she didn't care about my family..."
"I haven't slept yet." Seinfeld's voice came from the tent.
"Oh, we only met each other a few times, and we just don't like the old cancers in Xiayu." Mo Fan replied without interest.
…
"Mu Bai, tell me about the time when you left the ancient capital and traveled to Helan Mountain." Mo Fan asked.
"There's nothing to say, I'm just a little confused."
"Then let me tell you about Zhao Manyan and I spreading the world in the country?" Mo Fan asked with raised eyebrows.
"Haha." Mu Bai sneered, too lazy to listen.
"Zhao Manyan almost fell in love with a female thief."
"..."
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