Wu Ling's sudden disappearance was not only discovered by the Heavenly Dao Mansion's Disc Cultivators.

Some people in the remaining scattered cultivation began to notice that they hadn't seen that white figure for two days.

Some low-level cultivators speculated that it was because this Xuanshi powerhouse had returned to normal and left the small Demon Horn Mountain and returned to his own sect, but some people were even more convinced that the Xuanshi woman in white must have discovered something abnormal before disappearing, and maybe there was a teleportation circle in the Demon Horn Mountain that they didn't know and so on.

In short, the imagination is unrestrained, and the crowd is also cloudy.

However, the biggest change after the news spread was that the originally empty Devil's Horn Mountain was once again lively, and many of the scattered cultivators who had left before had returned to the Devil's Horn Mountain, and with the newly arrived monks, the abandoned thatched huts were crowded.

There are no more people digging pits and searching for treasures in Devil's Horn Mountain, it's not that these loose cultivators have given up, but that the already small Devil's Horn Mountain really has no place to start.

After the woman in white disappeared, there was a lively news, it should be said that it was a joke, an ordinary man in brocade clothes with an ordinary face and no sense of cultivation began to surround the Devil's Horn Mountain all day long, deep or shallow in the pits.

Ordinary men with ordinary faces behave very strangely, sometimes spending a quarter of an hour squatting in the holes, sometimes doing strange actions between the two holes, maybe no one can understand the movements, maybe on the ground randomly painted symbols and images that no one can understand, in short, in the eyes of many loose cultivators, this person is a fool, laughing.

It's not that no one went to find trouble with this man who couldn't perceive any cultivation of an ordinary face, but when they saw a well-known bully in the later stage of the Xuanzhi who they called a master, took the initiative to provoke the trouble of an ordinary man, but was killed by a light punch handed out by the other party at will, no one dared to underestimate this man with an ordinary face, let alone someone who came to trouble him again.

There was faint news that this man with an ordinary face might be the brother of the woman in white who had disappeared, and it was estimated that he had come to find out why the woman in white had disappeared.

There are even casual cultivators patting their chests to ensure that the ordinary man in front of him, who seems to have no cultivation, is actually a Xuanwang who hides his cultivation, and even a strong person who is Xuanhuang.

Whether they believed it or not, they all gasped.

On the first day, a large number of scattered cultivators were watching the ordinary men, the second day was also enthusiastic, the third day gradually began to leave, the fourth day was a large number of departures, the fifth day was only a few sparse people, and on the sixth day, the entire Devil Horn Mountain returned to silence, and the ordinary man in the six days, tirelessly repeated a thing over and over again, that is, in a daze in the holes one by one, in a daze.

So much so that there are scattered cultivators who wonder if there is a special magic force in the Demon Horn Mountain, which can make the monk go mad and become demented, after all, the previous Xuanshi woman in white is like this, and the ordinary man in front of him who can't see his cultivation but should be very powerful is also like this, so it also accelerates the desertion of the Demon Horn Mountain.

And this rumored ordinary man with a godlike face is naturally Wu Chen.

Wu Chen didn't have a formation heart, and his own sea of knowledge was also incomprehensible, so he couldn't rely on himself to perceive the formation patterns engraved by the array mage at the eye of the formation, but Wu Chen thought of the stupidest and smartest method at the same time.

In the dense pits, he relied on his strong divine sense to perceive the breath left by Wu Ling, and determined that Wu Ling had paused in those pits, and even dug it with his own hands, because Wu Ling could sense the existence of the formation, so the place that Wu Ling had noticed would never be just an ordinary place.

But after all, after so many days, the breath has dissipated to the point of insignificance, and there are also a lot of scattered cultivation in the Devil's Horn Mountain, and all kinds of breath are disordered and mixed, and it is difficult to identify, so Wu Chen can only confirm it repeatedly, and when he encounters something that is really uncertain, he will stay in the same place for a long time to perceive, until it is determined, it has taken Wu Chen nearly six days, repeatedly searching the deep pits of the Devil's Horn Mountain, and it can be regarded as a rough confirmation, and with the few memories left in the sea of knowledge, he recalled some special runes, and tried to communicate the formation patterns hidden between heaven and earth。

During this period, He Liang also heard of this famous man with an ordinary face, when he saw Wu Chen in deep thought in a shallow pit halfway up the Magic Horn Mountain, except for a short period of surprise, he also returned to normal, although he couldn't understand and was also very curious about what Wu Chen did, but he still didn't rush to ask, first, even if he asked Wu Chen, he would not necessarily say, what he said was not necessarily true, and secondly, he really made friends with Wu Chen, a friend who had only seen two sides and eaten a bowl of meat.

Don't think that He Liang's threshold for making friends is very low, on the contrary, there may be many families surnamed He in Beizhou, but there is only one recognized He family in Beizhou, that is, the unification of Beizhou and the establishment of Tiandao Mansion, known as "drinking thousands of troops and horses, stepping through Lanzhou to Zhongzhou", He Qianjun and the He family where the lord of He Mansion is located, and He Liang is the only flesh and blood who has been trained by He Qianjun as a pawn since he was a child, so the threshold in He Liang's heart is very high.

But when He Liang saw Wu Chen, he had an inexplicable sense of affinity for Wu Chen, and he couldn't stop feeling of affinity, at first he thought it was just an illusion, but when he saw the other party again, the ethereal feeling became stronger and stronger, so when he was in the thatched hut, he took the initiative to invite Wu Chen to go in and eat a big bowl of Panshan Xuanjia Beast.

Of course, He Liang didn't know that this was an infection or influence of Wu Chen's Martial Ancestor's Divine Soul on all martial cultivators from the inside out, but since Wu Chen's Divine Soul was not complete, this kind of impact was almost negligible for high-level martial cultivators.

On the night of the sixth day, the stars in the sky were as brilliant as they were, Wu Chen sat on the top of the Devil's Horn Mountain as if he was out of strength, exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and the brocade shirt on his body didn't know how many times it was soaked and how many times it had been dry, but a bright smile appeared on Wu Chen's face when he smelled the strong smell of sweat.

After nearly six days and nights of busyness, Wu Chen, who had recovered his strength slightly, stood up suddenly.

Stretching out his right foot and sweeping a clearing in front of him, the Demon Suppression Knife resurfaced again, and with the help of the stars and moon, it was directly carved into the clearing.

It's not as complicated as it was portrayed in the thatched hut before, it's simple.

A conspicuous dot in the middle represents the Devil's Horn Mountain, and around this dot there are twelve symbols of different shapes, each symbol represents the location of the formation pattern that Wu Chen has repeatedly confirmed, but the simple twelve symbols are the results of Wu Chen's busy six days, and each symbol also belongs to the formation.

Wu Chen, who found the formation pattern, did not breathe a sigh of relief, and the journey of thousands of miles was only the beginning. But it's a good start.