Asking About Longevity Chapter 601

Chapter 601 Baldness

Diancang Mountain is relatively large and desolate, and there are few products for cultivating Taoism, so it is sparsely populated and suitable for sinners to hide.

Mo Hua followed several senior brothers and sisters to Diancang Mountain.

 The mountains are high and steep, covered with clouds and fog, and the light yellow miasma is so dense that it is difficult to tell the direction.

Murong Caiyun said: "I accepted the reward offered by the sect, and there was a tip saying that the vulture was alone and hiding in a cave thirty miles away."

"But this person is alert and good at formations. He will definitely set up formations along the way to prevent pursuit..."

 But as soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in his heart.

 The one with the highest level of cultivation among them is the hook-nosed "Vulture", who is at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building and has sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness.

But this formation is somewhat special.

Mo Hua pointed at the vulture and said decisively:

He didn't expect that the person who was hiding in the dark and using insidious spells to trick his brother to death was actually a little kid with a childish look on his face?

 But the next moment, his eyes turned red and he stared at the ink painting.

 Looking towards the mountains again, the wisps of small magnetic array patterns spread among the vegetation, mountains and rocks are clearly visible.

“Otherwise, it will be easy to alert the snake and let the 'vulture' fly away...”

  If they don't take action, they won't know how "powerful" they are!

 Your own magic will be in vain.

 It seems that he is trying his best to keep his hair.

No matter who he is or what his level of cultivation is, this little kid with secret intentions is bound to be a hidden danger in the current situation.

If he is not "bald", how can others call him "vulture"?

Shangguan Xu's sword swept across the area, blocking several sin cultivators who wanted to support him.

 Such a stalemate is definitely not the answer.

Mo Hua hid far away, but his ears and eyes were sharp. He could see the faces of these people clearly, and guessed in his heart that the monk in brown clothes must be the "vulture" who had done many bad things.    But he couldn't help but doubt in his heart:

"There is a monster hidden in the forest on the left. The monster's right leg is injured. Under the skin and on the embedded blade, a small magnetic array is also drawn..."

Zui Xiu turned around, gave Murong Caiyun a sinister look, and cursed viciously:

 He simply appeared directly, walked forward and stood next to Senior Sister Murong.

However, Mo Hua is also a little worried.

Not only Murong Caiyun, but also Ouyang Feng and others were a little stunned.

Murong Caiyun and others thought about it, but they were shocked.

This is not right...

Murong Caiyun paused.

Murong Caiyun sighed and explained helplessly:

 The situation on the field was almost as expected by Mo Hua.

Mo Huaben didn't want to pay attention to him, and planned to "sin" him to death, or to "sin" him to the point of being seriously injured and about to die, and then come forward and say something to see if he could "anger" him to death.

He is holding a huge sword. If he really wants to sharpen it, he will cut it into a large piece.

Hua Qianqian stretched out her slender hands, and dozens of flower needles floated in front of her.

When Murong Caiyun saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he twisted his hand a little, and then a five-color spiritual light shot through the air and hit the sin cultivator on the shoulder.

Mo Hua silently calculated in his mind and was suddenly startled.

 “Xiao Yuan Magnetic Array…”

 “Could he be wearing a wig?”

Ouyang Feng on the side is pestering Sin Cultivator Vulture.

Ignoring some minor injuries on his body, he dodged the deadly sword energy, but firmly protected the top of his head.

 The ink painting counted all the formations near the cave as "a treasure trove of treasures" without missing a single one.

 The voice of the ink painting is clear and confident:

 The vulture's face also lost its calmness.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

At present, there is a monk, wearing brown clothes, with narrow eyes and an eagle nose, middle age, and sinister eyes.

This change happened in a blink of an eye, and the situation changed drastically on the spot.

There is also an ink painting, hiding in the dark, "watching eagerly".

 If we take action again, the guilty cultivator will die.

 The atmosphere froze instantly.

Mo Hua nodded honestly.

 “The peak of the mid-term foundation building!”

Mo Hua said modestly: "I have learned a little bit..."

 It can't be…

Hearing this, the others looked at each other and nodded.

Murong Caiyun sighed, "This is called the formation compass. Some simple formations can be solved using this compass."

“Three feet ahead, in the middle of the mountain road, there is also a road..."

 “What's wrong with my head…”

 There are five people on my side.

 An hour later, everyone arrived at a hillside.

While walking, Mo Hua secretly pondered.

Mo Hua was confused.

 “And…not just one person…”

So everyone walked forward. As they walked, Mo Hua was startled and pointed to a small area of ​​renovated soil on the side of the road:

One party is a criminal cultivator who is wanted by the Dao Tingsi and is full of evildoers.

The tattoo on the bald head of this vulture is surprisingly a formation, and the shape of the formation is extremely special, with eagle claws and carved eyes, shaped like animal patterns.

Before he could think about it, a ray of light blue water appeared out of thin air and formed a cage, imprisoning him firmly!

At the same time, a suffocating feeling of "drowning" came.

Mo Hua then realized that everyone had discovered it, and it was just to "test" himself, so he didn't reveal it.

She didn't know what to say.

 “Sixteen lines of divine consciousness!”

 But what is the relationship between "thunder and lightning" and "magnetic magnetism"?

 Why does the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array, the reverse variant of the array pattern, evolve into a thunder pattern and is classified as the "Thunder Gua" array?

 The ink painting is full of confusion.

 Ink painting is a bit confusing.

In just a few breaths, the sin cultivator was trapped by the Water Prison Technique, pierced through the chest by the Five Elements Spiritual Light, and stabbed in the heart by the Baihua Spirit Needle. He was unable to escape and died on the spot.

 They don't use any superior spells either.

Ouyang Feng noticed the killing intent in the vulture's eyes and his eyes darkened.

To know something is to know it; if you don't know it, it is to know it.

Murong Caiyun also frowned and asked worriedly: "Why did you come out?"

If anything happens to Mo Hua, Aunt Wan'er will definitely blame him.

 Fortunately, it didn't take long for Mo Hua to write down the patterns of the Xiao Yuan Magnetic Array, and then everyone set off again.

Shangguan Xu even had a wry smile on his face.

Murong Caiyun was slightly startled, "Don't you know?"

“These formations may not be very clever, but they are very hidden and difficult to detect. It requires an formation master who is proficient in formations to investigate along the way..."

Hua Qianqian took the time to add a few more spiritual needles.

Mo Hua shook his head and thought:

“This idiot has no self-awareness. He rashly participated in the melee in the middle stage of foundation building in the early stage of foundation building. He didn't pay much attention to it and found a way to escape. He deserves to be the first to die..."

 One in the early stage of foundation building, one in the middle stage of foundation building, and two sin cultivators died.

On the other hand, Mo Hua is only in the early stage of foundation building, and his spiritual roots are poor and his spiritual power is weak. Although his spells are fast, the effect will still be poor.

“The area ten feet outside the entrance of the cave is covered with... Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array? But it is also a second-grade one..."

Murong Caiyun shook his head, "Different formations have different formation compasses. The five elements, the eight trigrams, and the directions must be corresponding to solve the formation. And the formation pattern cannot be too complicated."

 But these are similar to the cooperation between monster hunters.

Mo Hua nodded, "I can do it!"

A few people looked slightly startled and looked at each other. Only then did they realize that they had far underestimated this innocent-looking young junior brother.

This kind of attainment and understanding of formations must be extremely profound.

The remaining "wig" also fell off on its own, revealing a bald head.

Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

The function of the Yipin Nine Pattern Formation is somewhat similar to the "Sinan Zimu Complex Formation" that I have used. They are both used to set up formations for reconnaissance and monitor the mountain environment.

 But the spell was a step too slow in the end. It only bruised his arm and did not leave the sinful cultivator behind.

A strong, somewhat demonic sword energy came through the air and shattered the boulders where everyone was hiding, but Ouyang Feng drew his sword in time to resolve them one by one.

Mo Hua shouted: "Cut off his hair!"

 The ink painting was silently remembered again.

First of all, the sin cultivator who was in the early stage of foundation building was found a flaw by Shangguan Xu. He ducked close and was chopped down to the ground in two or three blows.

 Almost saw through the "vulture"'s lair.

 “It's time to take action…”

 But at this time, he still had a "mission" and had no time to think about it, so Mo Hua hid this doubt in his heart and planned to think about it carefully when he went back to see if he could understand anything.

 Small Yuan Magnetic Array…

 Sure enough, there is no mediocre person who can enter the Eight Gates.

 He was told by Wenren Wan to take good care of his ink paintings.

Mo Hua was much more relaxed. He lay on the grass, humming a tune, watching others fight, and then found the opportunity to control the enemy with the Water Prison Technique.

 Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ink paintings with much gentler eyes.

 There are all senior brothers and sisters in front of him. He is a junior fellow student, so there is no need to pretend to be fat.

"oh oh."

Murong Caiyun squeezed the secret with her hands, and the hairpins in her hair shone brightly, emitting five colors of light. There was also magic condensing on her fingertips...

Ouyang Feng looked surprised.

On one side are the disciples of the sect who accepted the reward from Dao Tingsi, earned merit, and hunted down the guilty cultivator.

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, "Sister, don't worry."

 The Sin Cultivator on the opposite side has similar methods, except that the spiritual weapon is quenched with poison, the spiritual power also has some strangeness, and the Taoist moves are also weird.

With a quick glance at the ink painting, one can gain insight into everything.

 “There's something wrong with him!”

 Mo Hua learned something new and wrote it down silently.

Murong Caiyun was silent.

Ouyang Feng was a little helpless, but subconsciously, he did as Mo Hua said. The yellow maple sword in his hand was sharp, and he slashed at the vulture's hair with every move.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "What is this compass...?"

Now that Mo Hua sees that the situation is bad, he hides far away, and even hides it in a vague way. He doesn't know where he is hiding, so he feels relieved.

His sinister eyes scanned the surroundings coldly, and said in a cold voice:

 “Why is Xiaoxiao so young as to dare to plot against someone?”

 It is only a first-level formation, and it is not difficult to master it.

 The "Vulture" who was wanted by Daotingsi was hiding in the cave.

But as he looked at it, Mo Hua realized that something was wrong with the vulture.

"Behind the big stone, there is a formation..."

Murong Caiyun saw that Mo Hua was confident. Not only was he not relieved, but he was even more worried.

 Ouyang Feng's eyes showed a hint of determination, "Kill!"

 You must cut him into pieces to vent your hatred!

They didn't expect that Mo Hua, a "little formation master", could actually perform such tricky and weird spells, and he could cast them so fast and grasp the timing very accurately.

 Everyone was startled.

Hua Qianqian used the formation compass to unravel the secret formation. Then, with a flick of her hand and a slight wave of spiritual power, she swept away the soil and saw a small stone plate buried in the soil, with formation patterns engraved on it.

They, the "formation masters", were not invited in vain.

Several people hid behind a rock and discussed the plan of pursuit.

Murong Caiyun and others gradually became a little surprised.

 It seems that someone is watching me.

Mo Hua was not in a hurry to take action, he wanted to observe first.

Murong Caiyun and others are all leaders of the sect. How could they not seize this opportunity?

Murong Caiyun and others didn't know what to say for a moment...

The Vulture was so anxious that he retreated while fighting, and wanted to leave, but the ink painting was still there, and at the touch of a finger, the Water Prison Technique appeared, restraining him in place.

Finally, after dozens of rounds, Murong Caiyun couldn't stand it any longer. He took the opportunity to condense a five-color aura, and with a little slender hand, the aura shot out, staggering the vulture that was trapped left and right and unable to dodge.

 It is not surprising that they can see some obvious formations in Mo Hua.

 The current situation is somewhat stalemate.

 “Bitch!”

 “There's something wrong with his head!” Mo Hua said firmly.

  The formation pattern of Xiao Yuan's magnetic array can be understood clearly after reading the ink painting once.

He was originally here to see through the formation. When he got here, most of his mission was completed. He didn't need to take action in the next thing.

 I don't know what the principle is...

 The fighting continues in the distance...

 First of all, Ouyang Feng and his senior brothers and sisters fought in a structured and tacit understanding.

Especially the "Vulture", who had an advantage in cultivation. He was holding a silver long sword and was fighting Ouyang Feng. He looked calm and clearly had a backup plan.

 The beast is close to a demon.

As he expected, this middle-aged monk was indeed bald!

Moreover, he is not an ordinary bald man.

 It seems like I often do this kind of thing...

 But the talent in formation is definitely not bad.

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

The guilty cultivator had just broken out of the water cell when he looked up and saw a spiritual light, which accidentally penetrated his chest. Although it did not cause death, it also caused serious injuries.

 The other five people are in the middle stage of foundation building.

The vulture's eyes are filled with murderous intent.

 Four against four.

 “Any formation will work?” Mo Hua asked.

Shangguan Xu had quick eyes and quick hands, and slashed the vulture's neck with his giant sword.

 But he got caught in the grass, so there were only four people on the field, all of whom were in the middle stage of foundation building.

“Under the bark of the tree, there is also a small magnetic array…”

Mo Hua saw that the opportunity was not good, and immediately ran away, used the concealment technique, put on a small cloak, found a big stone pit, lay down on the ground, and hid.

 “Be careful and don't miss anything…”

The senior brothers and sisters on my side are all disciples of large sects. They have profound cultivation, good skills in spiritual weapons and Taoism, and have rich experience in fighting, and they cooperate well.

Murong Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief, "Not bad."

Mo Hua Xin said, I still need to use myself a little more...

 “Xiao Yuan Magnetic Array…”

Murong Caiyun condensed his magic and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him and kill the criminal cultivator.

 “He's bald!”

 Behind him were five monks, all dressed in black, who did not look like good people.

Mr. Xun said.

Shangguan Xu slashed with his sword, trying to stop him, but the giant sword was too slow to stop him.

The "Thunder Formation" in his impression was still the "immortal pattern" on top of the Heavenly Dao Formation that contained the power to obliterate the law. It was extremely terrifying and could kill all living things.

The vulture's eyes looked around gloomily, and his consciousness kept scanning around.

“To the east of this place, about 150 feet away, there is a trapping mountain formation, Bagua Gen is the trapping formation, the second grade and the fourteenth pattern..."

The ink painting is a bit curious.

Hua Qianqian walked to the renovated soil, took out a golden compass, and placed it on the soil. Then the golden compass turned, and with a flash of light, the ripples under the soil disappeared.

Mountains and rocks are flying, spells are surging, and the body is close to the body to exchange moves.

 “There's going to be a fight!”

I will follow them from now on!

It is nothing more than containing the sword energy in close combat and suppressing it with spells in long range, cooperating with each other to exploit the enemy's weaknesses, increase their injuries, and take their lives.

"There is such a thing as a liberation compass..."

Mo Hua recited silently, then said: "Senior Sister Murong, wait a moment, I will learn it."

Hua Qianqian, Huizhi Lanxin, saw the battle situation here, took the time to fill up two spiritual needles, and hit the sinus cultivator's heart.

Mo Hua secretly lay down in the grass, exposed his head, watched others fight, and with his mind wandering, he roughly estimated the strength of both parties.

 And the war in the distance is about to break out.

 Sure enough, we still need to go out for more walks.

I couldn't recognize the ink painting, so I humbly asked for advice:

 But at the same time, he felt guilty that his true identity had been discovered, so he turned around and wanted to run away.

 These sect disciples in the middle stage of foundation building are difficult to deal with. You can find opportunities to settle accounts later.

The sin cultivator was trapped by the water prison technique. After struggling several times, he finally broke free.

Mo Hua nodded.

 The mountains and forests are desolate and the hillsides are silent.

 Both sides have no intention of giving up, and there is basically no nonsense. When they meet, it is a fight to the death.

Now he became anxious and said angrily:

 He discovered that this small Yuan magnetic array could be traced back to its origin, and its essential array pattern could be traced back to the "thunder pattern".

Ouyang Feng released his consciousness and checked for a moment. He saw that everything was exactly as Mo Hua said. He was not aware of those formations, not to mention Mo Hua's explanation. He couldn't help but nodded in appreciation:

"Yes, thanks to Junior Brother Mo. This way, it will be much easier for us to capture the vulture."

 Even if it was four versus six, he would not fall behind at all.

The vulture was filled with anger. Not only were its eyes bloodshot, but its face was also red with anger.

 Then the murderous intention suddenly came.

Murong Caiyun couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with him?"

Mo Hua watched for a long time, and became familiar with the moves and attack habits of both sides. He understood every move of the enemy, whether they were advancing or retreating, and nodded slightly.

Thunderband?

 “No need…”

His bald head is like a "tattoo" with various lines painted on it.

Ouyang Feng was afraid of the pressure of ink painting, so he said:

"Junior brother Mo, do your best, don't be nervous..."

 Especially Shangguan Xu.

  were a proud disciple of the major sects in the Qianxue Prefecture.

Murong Caiyun and the other three knew that the opportunity was rare, so they all went all out and did not hold back any more, intending to eliminate the remaining sins and then attack the leader Vulture together.

 “Is it that formation?”

With so many senior brothers and sisters, he can hide well and stay out of their way.

"Senior Sister Murong, what kind of formation is on this stone plate..."

 But the few breaths trapped by the Water Prison Technique are enough.

“This is called the Xiaoyuan Magnetic Array. It is a first-class array that uses the inherent magnetism of the array pattern to attract the power of induction for detection and prevention..."

 “Bandits, die!”

Mo Hua smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed slightly and he sighed:

 Obviously Ouyang Feng and others also think so.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved slightly, he glanced around, his eyes shone slightly, and then he whispered:

"To the west of this place, one hundred and fifty feet away, there is a golden formation with two lines and eleven lines;"

 This is what the monks in the early stages of foundation building explained.

 But these have nothing to do with ink painting.

But with the enemy at hand, there is no time to ask further questions.

 “Have you…learned the second-level formation?”

 The monks present were all stunned.

Murong Caiyun turned his delicate hands and condensed the magic formula, forming a brighter five-color spiritual light spell.

 But this little, insidious and cunning little guy must die here today!

After Mo Hua performed six or seven Water Prison Techniques, all the sin cultivators present were dead and seriously injured, with only one Vulture still barely holding on.

“You should kill the other sin cultivators first, and then use your hands to beat the leader of the “vulture” with the outnumbered enemy…”

 Mo Hua pondered for a long time, and then he discovered that this formation is actually a variation of the Bagua formation. It is a simple "variation" of the complex formation pattern.

 “Hmm,” Mo Hua said gratefully, “Thank you, Brother Feng!”

Murong Caiyun glanced at the ink painting, "Junior Brother Mo, can you... do it?"

 Logically speaking, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

In just a moment, Mo Hua judged:

 It is an ink painting…

But I thought that if my senior brothers and sisters took action and killed the "vulture" directly, I would not have the chance to show my "power". Next time they offered a bounty, they would not take me to play with them...

 But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ouyang Feng's sword move.

Several other people also put their hands on their foreheads, feeling helpless.

 I have always been self-reliant and used my own hands to fight battles, and I have never used such a "lazy" thing.

 There are six people on the opposite side.

 He is in the middle stage of foundation building.

With his life at stake, the vulture had no choice but to lower his head to avoid the sword. His neck was dodged, but his hair was not, and a large piece of his hair was cut off.

 The formation pattern looks familiar, but also a little unfamiliar. It is probably a variation of the formation pattern.

Ouyang Feng was afraid that the vulture would find out where Mo Hua was hiding. His eyes turned cold, his sword energy increased sharply, he accelerated his attack, and said in a deep voice:

 Or a move to protect yourself with a golden body, charge up spiritual power, and kill enemies with a sword.

The spiritual light tore through the clothes, pierced the flesh, and brought out a trail of blood. It then evaporated the blood in an instant, leaving a scar.

He remembered these people in his mind, then activated his body skills, and wanted to slip away. After finding a place to rest, he would come back to cause trouble for these sect disciples.

He didn't expect that after he was so proficient in the first-level formations and learned so much, there would still be “fish that slipped through the net”...

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he nodded confidently.

 It is not only to care about ink paintings, but also to prevent ink paintings from appearing rashly and causing trouble.

They haven't discovered anything yet, so how come this little junior brother knows everything?

 How you don't trust yourself so much…

Murong Caiyun paid attention to Mo Hua and saw that Mo Hua was very clever. He noticed the enemy's sword energy before he could reach it. He retreated behind everyone early and hid alone. He couldn't help but nodded.

“At the entrance of the cave, there is a Genshan Formation, the second level…”

Ouyang Feng and the others' expressions darkened, and then they calmed down and found that around them, at some point, they were filled with a deep and cold consciousness.

 Others also breathed a sigh of relief.

 Everyone was startled.

Shangguan Xu pulled out a huge flowing sword with his backhand, showing a majestic momentum.

 The vulture was shocked when he saw the ink painting.

Performing sect missions is surrounded by dangers, and they don't want to bring a “little oil bottle” with them, even though this little oil bottle looks cute and cute.

 Spiritual power is surging, five elements of spells are flying, and there are also some strange spiritual weapons and sword energy, intertwined with each other...

 The world of cultivation is so vast and vast that there may be formations everywhere, waiting for you to learn them!

 If there is a fight, it will be none of his business for the time being.

Vulture was slightly angry and let out a "tsk", but he had to brace himself to deal with Ouyang Feng.

 “Vulture vulture…why isn't he bald?”

 After that it's four versus five.

At this moment, Shangguan Xu's huge sword pressed across, forcing a black-clothed sin cultivator to retreat in embarrassment, exposing his flaw.

The guilty cultivator couldn't help but stumble a few steps, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he cursed a few times in pain, and when he saw that the opportunity was not good, he turned around and tried to escape.

Mo Hua whispered: "The vulture has discovered us."

 What kind of spell is this? !

Ouyang Feng holds a red-gold yellow maple sword in his hand and stands in front of everyone. He has a tall figure, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary weapon.

The vulture was furious and embarrassed, but his moves were a bit strange.

Mo Hua thought about it for a while.

The hillside is as usual, but under the cover of vegetation, there is a hidden cave entrance.

 He is very good at saving lives.

 Stone chips were flying, and the smoke and dust dissipated.

 If you don't take action, that's it. If you do, there will be a guilty cultivator who will be stabbed.

Mo Hua squinted his eyes and thought that was indeed the case.

At this moment, several monks walked out of the dry mountain cave entrance.

Ouyang Feng looked slightly stunned, and Murong Caiyun and others were also a little distracted.

 They finally began to believe that Mo Hua really had some strength.

 Most importantly, very skilled…

 Be able to see through all the formations set up by others without missing a beat.

 “What kind of skill is it for a despicable person to stab someone in the back?”

The sin cultivator could not move, his chest was tight and he felt nauseated, and he could not help but turn pale with fright.

Even if the body is injured, even if the skin is torn to pieces, not a single hair can fall out!

The two struggled for a while, and Shangguan Xu also stepped forward to help.

This little junior brother, when he encounters a formation, he actually wants to learn it right away...

 Only one is in the early stage of foundation building.

 Ouyang Feng saw this and immediately took action to stop him.

 If he is caught by a vulture again and used as a hostage, the situation will be extremely serious.

 Being "good at" formations may be a bit exaggerated.

 Shangguan Xu and Murong Caiyun were also stunned for a moment, but the opportunity to fight was fleeting, and they immediately came back to their senses and seized this opportunity.

Even some formations were so cunning and remote that they were unable to detect them, or they were too far away before they had time to detect them, and they could not escape Mo Hua's consciousness.

 But some formations with strange methods and hard-to-find formations can always be found accurately in ink paintings one by one.

The grass is deep, the rocks are tangled, and there is no trace of anyone.

 In the words of Senior Sister Murong, it is:

　　"You should hide well, don't show your face, protect yourself, and run away if something happens..."

 The vulture was furious, "You bastard!"

 Ink painting walks all the way and gives guidance along the way.

"This mission is not a one-person task. We will also pay attention to you and make up for any omissions along the way. After all, the Vulture is extremely cunning and difficult to deal with, and the formations he sets up are also very tricky..."

In this situation…

 “Let's follow the plan and lure the vulture out…”

This kind of formation is passed down from generation to generation by the monks of the wilderness tribe in the barbaric land south of Jiuzhou...

 Four Elephant Demon Pattern Formation!

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 (End of this chapter)

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