If you are not careful, the child will run away without knowing where...

Xun Ziyou let go of his consciousness and scanned around, only to realize that Mo Hua had secretly hid behind a big tree when no one was paying attention.

The battle between Cheng Mo and Song Jian is in full swing here.

He hid behind a big tree alone, sneaking around, not knowing what he was doing.

Xun Ziyou frowned slightly.

"What bad idea does this kid have..."

With the help of the third-grade spiritual weapon, he hid his figure, then restrained his breath, tiptoed, and walked behind Mo Hua.

He didn't get too close, but stood a few feet away, leaning his head to secretly see what Mo Hua was doing.

Mo Hua was sitting on the ground attentively, with an aura about him that was very mysterious and obscure, with a hint of weirdness.

From time to time, he would look up.

The direction he was looking at was exactly where Cheng Mo and Song Jian were fighting.

After reading it, he lowered his head and drew something seriously on the paper in front of him.

Xun Ziyou looked confused.

"What can this draw?"

Drawing comic strips?

Draw the process of the fight between Cheng Mo and Situ Jian?

Mo Hua, this kid, may occasionally have a childlike innocence when doing things, but he's not so boring...

Xun Ziyou took a closer look again.

There are lines drawn on the paper, which look like... formation patterns.

"It's a formation pattern..."

"I just said, it can't be that boring."

Xun Ziyou took another look and realized that these formation patterns seemed a bit special. There were no curved strokes, but straight strokes like knives and axes, showing a sharp edge.

Xunzi was startled.

This is... a sword array?

He took another look.

Only then did I realize that these sword patterns were gleaming with golden light, intersecting and intersecting each other, like cross sections of gold and stone, and they looked very familiar.

Broken Gold...Sword Formation?

Xun Ziyou's pupils shrank, and then his scalp went numb for a moment, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

This... this fucking thing is...

The Broken Golden Gate regards it as a treasure, and the top secret of sword-making will never be told outside - the Broken Golden Sword Formation?!

Xun Ziyou suddenly took a breath of cold air.

It’s gone from his mother’s family!

It's against his mother's will!

He might not be able to pass this thing on to his most direct disciples in the inner sect of Jinmen, but if he did pass it on, he would have signed a "death contract".

But Mo Hua secretly found a corner and squatted down to draw it?

Xun Ziyou was shocked. Just when he wanted to take another look to see if it was true, he found that Mo Hua was suddenly startled and turned around.

A clear and profound gaze was looking at him.

Even Xun Ziyou, a late-stage Jindan cultivator and an elder of the Taixu inner sect, was also frightened by Mo Hua's sudden attack.

It was like a voyeur who was suddenly caught and revealed.

Fortunately, the foundation of his cultivation is here, the grade of the third-grade spiritual weapon is here, and the foundation of the twenty-eight lines of spiritual consciousness is here, and Mo Hua finally didn't notice it.

Mo Hua's clear and bright eyes looked around across his body, then frowned and couldn't help but mutter:

"It's strange..."

"Did someone peek at me just now?"

He could clearly feel a strong emotional fluctuation.

It seems that someone is "shocked" by something.

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and scanned the surroundings, but the trees around him were still empty and nothing unusual.

Are high-level monks spying?

The spiritual consciousness of low-level or even monks at the same level is far inferior to mine, and it is impossible to hide their own spiritual consciousness.

Anyone who can hide it from himself must have a cultivation level far higher than his own.

But a real high-level monk would not be so bored as to spy on a young monk like himself.

And he didn't sense any obvious malice.

illusion?

Mo Hua frowned and ignored it for the time being.

Business matters.

He continued to use calculations to gain insight into the Broken Gold Sword Qi, eliminate its appearance, restore its sword principles, and thus deconstruct the true Broken Gold Sword Formation.

Then write down one stroke after another on the paper in front of you.

Xun Ziyou's eyes trembled, but he did not dare to have too many emotional ups and downs. Instead, he quietly and slowly retreated until he was far away from Mo Hua, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Xun Ziyou glanced at Mo Hua's focused back in the distance again, with a solemn expression and inexplicable panic remaining in his eyes.

Can the sword formation be derived from the sword energy?

How is it done?

What kind of little monster is this kid...?

This is always impossible, maybe his ancestor taught him...

Xunziyou's mood was ups and downs.

After nearly half an hour, Mo Hua felt that it was almost done.

His Broken Gold Sword Formation was not completely calculated, there was still a lot left to go, but his spiritual consciousness was already exhausted.

And Cheng Mo couldn't hold it any longer.

Even if he is a physical practitioner and no matter how talented he is, he cannot really continue to be beaten like this.

I can stop temporarily today.

Mo Hua walked to the edge of the woods and scattered some bloody and filthy things. Sure enough, within a moment, he attracted a hyena-like monster that was as tall as a man and had a foul-smelling mouth.

The monster roared at everyone, its eyes flashing fiercely.

Cheng Mo cheered up and knew he could stop.

The armor on his body was almost chopped to pieces, and there were scars on his skin in many places. If he was beaten for a while, he might not be able to withstand it anymore.

Cheng Mo immediately swung his ax and knocked back Song Jian who was holding a broken golden sword, and then pretended to be dissatisfied and said:

"This monster is causing trouble, let's fight again tomorrow."

Song Jian refused to give in. He felt that he was just a little bit close to defeating Cheng Mo. Then he stepped on Cheng Mo and ridiculed the Taixu Sect's incompetence to wash away the humiliation he had suffered before.

But at the last moment, Cheng Mo stopped fighting and said he would fight another day.

Let’s fight another bullshit tomorrow!

How could Song Jian accept it? He immediately said angrily:

"Cowards, don't run away if you have the guts to decide the outcome!"

Cheng Mo sneered and said: "Idiot, the monster is here, do you still want to die if you don't run away?"

After saying that, he immediately pulled away and ran away without waiting for Song Jian's answer.

Song Jian was furious, and while chasing him, he cursed:

"You bastard, you coward, you will lose if you run away!"

Cheng Mo was thick-skinned, and while escaping, he quibbled:

"Fuck you, according to the agreement... I didn't admit defeat, and I didn't fall to the ground, so it doesn't count as a defeat. You guys are so good at breaking the golden gate with swordsmanship. In my opinion, it's just so-so. I don't even bother.

hide……"

He spoke loudly, but his armor was in tatters and his body was covered in bruises, so his words seemed unconvincing.

Song Jian repeatedly scolded him as "shameless".
To be continued...