"What?" Zhong Qinglei and others looked at Liu Zhengyang inexplicably.

What Liu Zhengyang can rely on now is not only the written materials of the sacrificial sect, and the memories inherited from the powerful demons? Moreover, these two things that can be relied on are left over from countless years ago. What can Liu Zhengyang rely on without relying on memory?

Information about the sect?

The materials of the sacrificial sect are also too old to be studied.

Liu Zhengyang did not answer them, because actual actions are far more real than words.

He snorted softly, then slapped his palm forward, and terrifying power followed.

In front of Liu Zhengyang was a green field, covered with grass, and the sound of insects could be heard from inside late at night.

But after being slapped by Liu Zhengyang, the grass that grows as high as Liu Zhengyang's knees is like dead leaves in late autumn when they meet the cold wind, they are immediately smashed, and float in all directions at the same time, a flat land of more than 50 square meters also appears in Liu Zhengyang in front of him.

Zhong Qinglei and others looked at Liu Zhengyang more and more strangely, not knowing what Liu Zhengyang wanted to do.

Liu Zhengyang's right hand kept dangling in the air, sending out a streak of energy, which acted on the open space of more than 50 square meters. A large number of models of mountains, rivers and mountains appeared on the open space, including towns and the positions of Liu Zhengyang and others. .

As Liu Zhengyang left more and more things in the open space, Zhong Qinglei and others quickly understood.

Liu Zhengyang is drawing a map!

Zhong Qinglei asked in surprise: "Liu Zhengyang, do you want to use this method to find Cuncheng Mountain?"

"Yes." Liu Zhengyang explained while drawing a map: "After countless years, the Cuncheng Mountain of that year may change its name or collapse. It is indeed impossible to find it according to old memory, but we can compare the geographical location and find it. come out."

Liu Zhengyang's idea is very simple. Even if there is a saying of the vicissitudes of life, the changes of the vicissitudes will leave traces.

And what Liu Zhengyang needs to do is to find those traces.

As long as you find the traces of the vicissitudes of life, and find the Cuncheng Mountain in the past according to the terrain, then it is not difficult to find the altar according to the old site of the Cuncheng Mountain.

After understanding Liu Zhengyang's idea, Zhong Qinglei was completely convinced.

It's not that he didn't think of this method, but this method requires enough knowledge to support.

Even if he were to give him all the materials of the sacrificial sect and the memories of the powerful demons, he would not be able to do the same thing.

It is even said that it takes a lot of energy just to draw a miniature version of the map.

Qi Tianfang was speechless, and after a long time, he sighed: "Sect Master, you are indeed capable."

Xiao Duomi continued to circle around the open space, admiring the map drawn by Liu Zhengyang, and was very interested in this kind of thing.

Until dawn, the morning star gradually rose to the east.

Qi Tianfang and the others, who fell asleep because of boredom, woke up one after another.

When they opened their eyes and regained their sober minds, they found that Liu Zhengyang had already drawn the map. There was also a sign of the altar on the map with a large area, which was obviously the location of the altar. There is also a hill near the altar.

That hill is undoubtedly an inch Chengshan.

"You really found it out." Qi Tianfang was amazed.

Zhong Qinglei asked calmly, "Liu Zhengyang, are we going right away?"