Wu Chen chopped the Devil's Horn Mountain with the soles of his feet, with a stomach full of doubts and thoughts, he went down the mountain along the only narrow road, and the friction between the soles of his shoes and the rubble caused a slight gurgling sound, and he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

Not far from the top of the mountain, in a deep pit that had just been dug and abandoned, there were two figures, it was the young man in white and the horseman in Mai.

The pit is not too big, so the two of them are a little crowded, and the six gods are extremely sensitive Mai Mafu keenly heard Wu Chen's gurgling when he left, until the sound disappeared completely, and he was about to get out of the deep pit, but the young man in white suddenly stretched out a hand to stop in front of him, and Mai Mafu had to stay in place honestly.

Mo about half an hour passed, the white-clothed young man exhaled heavily, the jade pendant on his waist flashed, and he withdrew the hidden spirit weapon in his hand called the Hidden Bead, and the ink-colored jade pendant was obviously also a magic weapon of mustard seeds.

Mai Mafu said softly: "Is the young master so careful, even if he is a martial arts general, what about the early stage of martial cultivation." ”

The young man in white shook his head and affirmed: "No, Uncle Bai must not underestimate him, although I have seen him twice, and even only once, but I can't see through him at all, not the feeling of being shrouded in fog, but that he himself is a fog." ”

Mai Mafu also frowned and recalled: "As soon as the young master said this, I remembered that that kid should have found out that something was wrong with me when he was at the post station. ”

"Oh! see through Uncle Bai, ...... you?"

Mai Mafu shook his head and said: "This is not true, before coming to Beizhou, the head of the family had already replaced the power in my body with pure Xuan power, but I am afraid that even the Xuan Sage will not be able to see my roots." ”

"What did Uncle Bai say?"

Mai Mafu stared: "Eyes, his eyes seem to see me through from head to toe, and the kind of hurry is even stronger than when the head of the family looks at me." ”

The young man in white was also surprised, he hadn't noticed it yet.

Walking out of the pit, after a while, the two of them walked to the top of the mountain one after the other.

The young man in white learned from Wu Chen's appearance and chopped the Devil's Horn Mountain on the soles of his feet, and asked Mai Mafu with a chuckle, "Has Uncle Bai noticed the strangeness here?"

Mai Mafu didn't rush to answer, let go of his divine sense and probed back and forth twice, and delayed for a while before replying: "It's usual, I don't see anything unusual, could it be that the young master has made a discovery." ”

The young man in white shook his head and said, "Neither do I." ”

In the blink of an eye, a wicked smile appeared on his face and he continued, "But he must have found out?"

Mai Mafu was silent, not affirming or denying.

The young man in white said casually: "Uncle Bai, what does my father want you to do? ”

Mai Mafu glanced at the white-clothed young man on the side for a few moments, and then said slowly: "Young master, you also know that when you reach the realm of the head of the family, everything will have an omen, so what the master of the family said to me is very vague. ”

The young man in white didn't continue to ask, looking up at the sky, today's starry sky is indeed beautiful.

Wu Chen, who returned to the thatched hut, was lying on the soft beast skin, and he couldn't sleep after turning over and over, and the discovery on the top of the Devil's Horn Mountain at night was too shocking.

A light leap, got up silently, put away the skin of the beast on the ground, revealing a large area of flat land, palm, the demon knife should emerge, and did not take out the Xuanguang stone, just take the divine sense as the eye, the flat ground as the paper, the demon knife as the pen, in the thatched hut where the five fingers are not visible, and the flat ground is depicted.

First of all, a point was drawn, representing the Devil's Horn Mountain, and a circle was drawn with the Devil's Horn Mountain as the center, which was the approximate location of the magic circle, followed by the Dark Valley Dense Forest, and even the approximate location of the Dark Pool.

After finishing the painting, Wu Chen began to work on the detailed part again, adding a circle of small circles to the large circle, and carving several straight lines across several places, and then wrote a lot of strange symbols and runes in the east and west, and finally changed and added, added and changed.

Putting away the demon suppression knife, Wu Chen landed on the only remaining feet in the thatched hut with a backflip, wiped the dense sweat on his forehead, and looked at what he had painted in the second half of the night, he couldn't say that he was satisfied, and he couldn't say that he was dissatisfied, just like Wu Chen's mind, a mess, but now it was transferred to the flat bottom.

However, at this time, Wu Chen finally figured out one thing, and knew what Wu Ling was constantly digging in Devil's Horn Mountain.

Wu Ling is digging the formation pattern, not the formation pattern of the entire huge magic circle, but the formation pattern located in the main formation eye of the Demon Horn Mountain, and it is very useful to find the formation pattern, which can further crack the formation eye to know the main purpose of the large array, and can also use it to reverse the entire magic circle, and even enter the magic circle space connected by the formation eye.

However, Wu Chen was puzzled at the same time, because the formation pattern of the formation eye was not dug out by digging a few pits in the Devil's Horn Mountain, Wu Chen was even sure that even if the entire Devil's Horn Mountain was dug up and then dug three feet into the ground, nothing would be found, because the formation pattern of the formation eye would turn into an invisible force after the formation monk was inscribed, permanent and solid, only when the strength of the monk's sea awareness far exceeded that of the formation mage who engraved the formation, it was possible to vaguely perceive the existence of the formation, and the formation mage who could engrave such a formation eye was at least a formation god above the Xuansheng cultivation。

However, Wu Chen also thought of another possibility.

More than a certain scale of the formation in the eyes of the array, there is generally a physical existence called the array heart, the array heart is the core of the array eye, it is precisely because of the array heart that the array eye will be born, the construction of each large array, the first step is to find an artifact by the most advanced array mage to engrave the magic pattern on it, with the supreme means to achieve the formation heart.

If Wu Ling holds the array center, then everything is simple, as long as the approximate location of all the array patterns at the array eye is determined, the array center can be used as the medium to actively wake up the array eye, and the things that have the array heart can also more easily perceive the hidden space of the array pattern.

After awakening the Array Eye, the Array Heart will become a key, a key to open the space connected to the Circle.

If this formation is to suppress something, what Wu Ling enters is the suppression space, and if the magic array that continuously absorbs the spiritual power of the Dark Valley is to supply something, then the nurturing space that Wu Ling entered.

Wu Chen could basically conclude that Wu Ling must have the heart of the formation in his hands, and he must have entered the space connected by the magic circle.

Wu Chen, who had a slight eyebrow, squinted his eyes at the first ray of light that came into the thatched hut, and stretched his waist comfortably.