"Don't use this method in front of others easily in the future, and don't do random divination..."

"Why?" Mo Hua asked.

Xia Diansi said with a solemn expression:

"Although it is just a small method of cause and effect, after all, the word 'cause and effect' is used, it will excessively consume your spiritual power, and it will also easily cause fluctuations in your own luck. The most serious thing is that once you 'divine' the cause and effect of some powerful monks,

, it is easy to offend experts and suffer backlash from karma, but you just established the foundation..."

Xia Diansi looked at the ink painting with a worried expression, "...this violent backlash of cause and effect is something you, a child, cannot bear."

There is actually a backlash of cause and effect...

Mo Hua felt a little shuddered in his heart and nodded solemnly.

Then he thought again that he seemed to have calculated a lot of cause and effect along the way, but he didn't seem to offend any "experts" and cause the cause and effect to backfire.

I don’t know if I am just lucky, or if my master secretly arranged a trick to protect me silently.

Anyway, please be careful in the future.

However, the matter of Shui Yama Luo should be fine for now, at least in terms of cause and effect, there won't be too many worries.

After that, the three of them drove the boat and drove forward quietly along the waterway revealed by the "divination" in the ink painting.

The further you go, the more complicated the river situation becomes, and it becomes more difficult to discern the direction.

This is the lower reaches, where there is siltation, occasional beaches, and weeds half as tall as a man.

So the boat has to stop as it goes along.

Mo Hua took out the broken knife, "divined" it again, and then re-determined the lower position.

Xia Diansi looked at the ink painting silently, and the more he looked at it, the more puzzled he became.

All heavenly secrets of cause and effect and even divine thought methods consume spiritual consciousness, especially those involving heavenly secrets and causal algorithms, which consume more spiritual consciousness.

But this little boy, after "divination" so many times along the way, his spiritual consciousness has not been exhausted yet.

How deep is his spiritual consciousness?

Xia Diansi was a little frightened.

Of course, no matter how strong Mo Hua's spiritual consciousness is, it cannot be used all the time.

What's more, this kind of calculation involves two kinds of secret algorithms, which is actually very difficult.

After doing the calculations in Mo Hua a few more times, his spiritual consciousness had almost bottomed out.

But there were still masses of water plants in front of us, the surroundings were hazy, no one could be seen, and there were no other clues.

Mo Hua then lost his temper and began to meditate to regain his consciousness.

About half an hour later, Mo Hua opened his eyes, and most of his consciousness had recovered.

But he couldn't let it go anymore.

Using heaven's secrets to calculate and amplify the heaven's secrets will cause damage to the sea of ​​consciousness.

He has calculated it so many times that his sea of ​​consciousness is a little tingling.

Divine consciousness can be restored through meditation, but damage to the sea of ​​consciousness cannot.

What's more, the water route is no better than the land route, especially in such complex waters, it is more difficult to find the path through divine calculations.

Mo Hua sighed.

Shui Yanluo, this bastard, really knows how to find places to hide.

Gu Changhuai saw Mo Hua's face turning slightly pale and asked softly: "Are you okay?"

Mo Hua nodded, "It's okay, it's just..."

He looked at the water plants, swamps, shoals, waterways of different depths, and mixed waters in front of him, and said helplessly:

"It seems that it won't work today..."

Xia Diansi looked up at the sky and said:

"It's getting late. If these water bandits are out at night, it will be easy for them to find us if we delay our operation until night."

"And it's pitch dark at night, the river is treacherous, and water monsters are infested. I'm afraid it might be a little dangerous..."

Their two golden elixirs don't really matter.

What is dangerous is ink painting.

After all, Mo Hua is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and his health is also weak. If he is in danger at night, he may be in danger.

Gu Changhuai said: "Let's go back first and come back tomorrow."

Mo Hua nodded.

But he was somewhat unwilling to do so.

We have already come this far, and now we have to go back home.

Although it is possible to come back tomorrow, some matters should be done sooner rather than later. Who knows what may happen after one day.

While Mo Hua was making calculations in his mind, Gu Changhuai had already turned the bow of the boat, and the boat was slowly swimming back.

After swimming for a while, Mo Hua was suddenly startled, as if he noticed something unusual. He quickly closed his eyes, focused his consciousness to the extreme, and sensed everything around him.

Not long after, a very subtle, intermittent sound reached his ears.

"Benefactor..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the sound.

Only then did he discover a small silver fish on the edge of the boat, wagging its tail desperately and chasing his boat.

"...little whitebait?"
Chapter completed!