Magical transformation can only be handed over to those Magic Research Office staff, and Mo Fan knows nothing about it.

As a person who has reached the peak of magic cultivation, Mo Fan sometimes feels helpless.

If you are strong, but you cannot lead all people to be strong, you will still be a reckless man. In the future, you can only do some dirty and tiring jobs like killing the monarch and killing the emperor. Although you are happy with it, you are still not as good as a great scientific researcher on the spiritual level.

The little loach guides a general direction. There are mountains rising from the ground and valleys that turn sharply. It is like a copycat navigation system. It shouts frantically and turns right and reaches its destination. But on your right is a surging river. You can't just kick the accelerator and drive it down.

You have to find a bridge, artificial intelligence is retarded!

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The wind is whistling in his ears, and it always brings the gravel that makes people grin and grin. Mo Fan does not want to waste his magic power in such trivial matters. He can only lower his body and bury his head on the wide neck of Douyan Sheep. Although the wool smells very strong, it is better than being baptized by "rain of bullets".

"Visibility is too low. Mo Fan, are we really not going wrong?" Mu Bai began to doubt Mo Fan's lead.

After so many years of getting along, Mu Bai believes in Mo Fan as a ignorant.

Why can a road deaf lead the way?

"Believe me." Mo Fan said.

"Look at the bottom, there are rock paintings." At this time, Song Feiyao said, pointing to a sunken cliff.

The two walked over and looked in the direction Song Feiyao looked at. At first glance, there were some rock patterns eroded by the wind on the cliff, with some cracks and broken marks, which had no connection with the so-called rock paintings. But when Mo Fan and Mu Bai jumped to the other end and looked back at the cliff, the seemingly messy stone patterns really took a certain shape...

"Can you recognize it even if you look backwards?" Mo Fan admired Song Feiyao's eyesight a little.

"We have remembered these ancient paintings since we were young, and we can recognize them even after we split them." Song Feiyao said.

"What does that mean?" Mo Fan continued.

"The meaning of the door is that there is a door. You have to find other rock paintings to know the specific location of the door." Song Feiyao said with certainty.

Since you have found the right place and know the secret, it will not be too difficult to find the goal. The most waste of energy is to have no direction or clues about the things you are looking for.

The distribution span of the rock paintings is a bit large. Mo Fan and Mu Bai searched southeast for several kilometers before discovering other rock paintings.

Mu Bai is worthy of being a top student. He reminded Mo Fan that if the people of the Dishengquan clan wanted to mark the Helan Mountain, they would definitely choose the kind of rock body that is not easily eroded by strong winds, acid rain, and ice and snow, otherwise the rock paintings would definitely be made into flowers by nature, the naughty child.

After screening out several special rock structures, even if they are covered with dust and thick sand, it becomes much easier to find the details on the rock through the dragon feeling.

Of course, even so, they spent two whole days here, and Dou Yanyang was a little impatient and wanted to go home.

...

"I have found all of them, so what should I interpret them in a certain order next?" Mo Fan asked anxiously.

The earthly holy spring, the earthly holy spring...

Just these days after leaving, Mo Fan already felt that his fire system was about to break through!

The cultivation level soared while lying down, which stimulated Mo Fan's infinite desire for the new Holy Spring!!

"You have to put them together to interpret it." Song Feiyao said with a frown.

"It is impossible to do it. The rock paintings on the south and the north are seven kilometers apart, and they are all imprinted on heavy rocks with special methods. Forcibly moving them will only destroy the entire rock painting." Mu Bai immediately shook his head.

"What are you copying?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's also difficult. It's obvious that these rock paintings point to a certain mountain pass. In this complex terrain, some places cannot be accessed without going from the mountain pass. If you copy it, you can't find the mountain pass accurately." Mu Bai said.

Song Feiyao thought about it. Suddenly she raised her head and stared at the confused sky of brown sand. The hazy sky made people unable to tell what time it was now.

"I remembered a method of gazing at ancient times, probably looking at such ancient paintings from a certain angle at a high altitude. Unfortunately, the weather is too bad now, and you can't see all the rock paintings when you fly too low, and you can't see the mountains when you fly too high." Song Feiyao said.

"When I borrowed sheep, the herdsmen told me that the weather would be clear in two days, and that day would be clear. If we were trapped in the windy and sandy mountains, find a cave to avoid it first, and find a way out when it is clear." Mu Bai remembered the herdsmen's kindness reminder.

"Okay, then we'll wait two more days and we'll find a windless cave to rest. I'll see if I can break through the fire barrier." Mo Fan said.

"Didn't you just break through the thunder barrier?" Mu Bai asked with his eyes wide open.

"Hehe, our ancestors' things are good." Mo Fan replied mysteriously.

...

If you can't find a cave, then just chisel one by yourself.

It’s not that difficult. The cave I dug was clean and comfortable. I set up a tent at the entrance of the cave. The tent was open and you could see the magnificent mountain view that was steep and dangerously cut at a glance...

The luxurious mountain view embedded tent, two men and one woman, is not something that can’t be settled.

"I want to drink mutton soup." Mo Fan was about to sit and enter the Ming Xiu, but suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.

"Level 2 protection war beast." Mu Bai replied with too much trouble to raise his eyelids.

"I didn't have time to taste the mutton steamed buns in the ancient capital and set off, alas." Mo Fan still had an obsession with food.

"How did you know her?" Mu Bai suddenly asked about this, and his voice lowered a lot.

Song Feiyao had a tent herself. She had previously proposed to chisel another mountain view room, and the tent door was pulled up. She should be sleeping soundly inside, and she didn't want her sleeping position to be watched by two men.

"It's a long story, I'm short. She admires me for my youthful and handsomeness and outstanding strength. I told her that I already have a famous handsome man, but she still said she doesn't care about my family..."

"I'm not asleep yet." Sein Fei-yao's voice came from the tent.

"Oh, we only met a few times, and we didn't like the old cancers in Xiayu." Mo Fan replied indifferently.

...

"Mu Bai, tell me about the part where you left the ancient capital and traveled to Helan Mountain." Mo Fan asked.

"There is nothing to say, it's just a little confused."

"Then let me tell you about the fact that Zhao Manyan and I were spreading the world in the national palace?" Mo Fan asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Haha." Mu Bai sneered, too lazy to listen.

"Zhao Manyan almost got into a female thief."
Chapter completed!