Mo Shan's expression condensed, and he took the ink painting to find Elder Yu.

Mo Hua pointed to a place on the map and said: "Someone had a fight here."

It won't be a monster hunter, because everyone has agreed that once they do something, they will set off fireworks to remind each other.

In addition, there is a small probability that monsters fight with each other, resulting in fluctuations in monster power.

There is a high probability that the Qian family monks encountered a monster and took action.

Anyway, go check it out.

Elder Yu said directly: "Let everyone gather together and we will go over."

Although the demon hunters dispersed from each other, they were not too far apart, and information was transmitted quickly. After a while, hundreds of demon hunters in the late stages of Qi refining gathered together.

Elder Yu briefly explained the situation, then waved his hand and said: "Let's go!"

All the demon hunters lowered their bodies, concealed their auras, and without saying a word, quietly approached the peak marked by the ink painting.

Half an hour later, they arrived.

This is an inaccessible hilltop, desolate and remote. Since there are not many people coming nearby, the demon hunters are too lazy to give it a name. They usually call this place "Unnamed Peak".

Everyone found the remains and blood stains of the monster on a piece of gravel in the forest.

Mo Shan took a look, wiped the blood with his hand, and said: "It was a monk who killed him, but his technique was rough, not a monster hunter."

Elder Yu's eyes narrowed and he let go of his consciousness.

Mo Hua only faintly felt a slight fluctuation, and then no longer noticed anything.

Those with strong spiritual consciousness are not easily spied upon.

It is not easy to be noticed by someone with strong spiritual consciousness.

Mo Hua's mind trembled. The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the foundation-building stage was indeed extraordinary.

Mo Hua also followed Elder Yu's example and let go of his consciousness to look for clues in the mountains.

After a while, Elder Yu withdrew his consciousness and stared at the ink painting with surprise in his eyes.

After a while, Mo Hua also took back his consciousness.

"Did you see anything?" Elder Yu asked.

Mo Hua nodded, "There are mines in the mountains, and they have been hidden with wood and rocks."

Elder Yu's eyes lit up slightly, "Mark it and show it to me."

Mo Hua took out the map and drew several circles near the top of Wuming Peak.

It was when Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness scanned that he discovered the location of the mine.

Elder Yu nodded, and then marked a few more on it.

Mo Hua looked at it, his expression suddenly enlightened.

These are the things I missed.

Some are too far away and their spiritual awareness is not wide enough, some are hidden too deep and their spiritual awareness is not strong enough, and some are due to lack of experience and negligence.

Mo Hua silently reflected and summarized the use of spiritual consciousness in his heart.

Elder Yu looked pleased, patted Mo Hua on the shoulder and said, "Not bad."

Then he looked solemn, his eyes were like swords, and he ordered:

"All demon hunters, remember these locations!"

"Detach your own teams and enter through these mines. Don't alert others."

"When you encounter a monk from the Qian family, you'll kill him. If it doesn't work, just kill him. I'll take care of Daotingsi's side."

The demon hunters took the order, their eyes ignited with fighting intent.

Black shadows jumped up and approached the entrance of the mine on the mountainside.

Mo Shan told Mo Hua: "Just hide aside and don't go in. If a monk comes out, don't worry about it. Protect yourself!"

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Dad, wear that set of rattan armor."

There is a first-grade golden armor array painted in ink on the rattan armor.

Mo Shan felt warm in his heart and touched Mo Hua's head. Then he flashed and approached the mine on the mountainside.

Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings, found a safe and easy-to-hide pit, and hid in it.

After a while, there was movement in the mountains, as if a battle had begun.

Outside Mo Hua, he could hear rumbling sounds, the monks' shouts and insults, and the colorful aftermath of spiritual energy.

Then there was a boom.

The spiritual oppression that Mo Hua can feel is stronger.

There was probably a fight between Elder Yu and the foundation-building monks of the Qian family.

The violent fluctuations continued for a while, and a figure emerged from a mine on the mountainside.

The figure came out of the mine and ran straight down the mountain without looking back, leaving an afterimage behind him.

Judging from the speed of this escape, he must be a foundation-building monk!

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

The foundation-building monks escaped, and the remaining monks of the Qian family were scattered. The defeat was only a matter of time.

As expected, without even a cup of tea, monks from the wealthy family came out of the mine in a hurry.

Most of them had bruises on their heads and looked miserable. They were either covering their arms or limping and running down the mountain in a panic.

Mo Hua didn't want to act rashly. After all, he was only one person, so it was better to be cautious.

Mo Hua still stayed in the pit.

After a while, Mo Hua suddenly noticed footsteps getting closer and closer. When he looked up, he saw two monks from the Qian family who were running for their lives, walking towards him.

It seems that he has experienced a hard battle, his body is in a miserable state, and his spiritual power is weak, indicating that he is at the end of his strength.

Instead of following the other monks from the Qian family, they had to be alone, and there were so many roads to walk, so they had to limp through the grass in front of them.

Mo Hua felt that if he didn't take action, he would be a little sorry for them.

One of the Qian family monks was still cursing:

"Where did these bastards get the news..."

"Go back and report to the master of the family so that they can look good!"

"……damn it!"

He ran away and cursed.

While he was cursing, suddenly a fireball exploded in his face.

A burst of severe pain hit him, and the explosive spiritual power of the fire made him dizzy, his ears buzzed, and his face burned with pain.

"What……"

Before he could react, he was hit again in the face and fell straight down.

"Sneak attack?!"

Another monk from the Qian family was so frightened that he ignored his companions and turned to run away. However, after taking a few steps, a fireball hit him on the back of the head.

He fell directly to the ground, his face hit the stone, and he was unconscious.

Mo Hua was in no hurry to come out.

He first scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that the spiritual power on the two people was flowing irregularly.

This means that they fainted, were unconscious, and were unable to control the flow of their spiritual power.

Mo Hua was still uneasy, so he gave them another shot of fireball. When they saw no response, he climbed out of the pit.

What to do?

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then took the storage bags away from them.

The "Law of Tao" prohibits robbery.

Mo Hua wanted to be a good monk who abided by the law, but the Qian family was bullying him so much that he couldn't let others bully him without showing his expression.

"Monks really can't help themselves..."

Mo Hua sighed and put the storage bag into his arms with a slightly melancholy expression.

Afterwards, he ran back to the pit to see if any monks from the Qian family would come to make him "unable to control himself".

After a while, as expected, monks from the wealthy family came over one after another.

If there are many people, Mo Hua will let them go.

If there are few people, the ink painting will be done in the same way.

When the sky gets brighter and the battle in the mine comes to an end.

Mo Hua's arms are already full...

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Chapter completed!