On the other side.

Li Zhoujun, who had been walking in the rain for a long time, suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh no, I set up an array for that weed but forgot to hide it. If this array attracts other demons or cultivators, wouldn't I be harming it?"

Thinking this, Li Zhoujun retraced his steps.

When he returned to the tree, the figures of the old and the young were no longer there, and the Gathering Spirit Array on the weed had been concealed.