Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9456 Crack
Underground palace.

Mo Anbai held the document in his hand.

Among the three people here, only she can understand the Mohist cipher above.

This kind of script, as long as it is inherited by the Mohists, will be learned from childhood. In fact, it is not difficult and easy to learn. The Mohist is also worried that too obscure characters will lead to loss of transmission.

Mo Anbai looked around carefully and took a deep breath.

"I see, no wonder."

The original doubts on Mo Anbai's face had disappeared.

But the doubts on the faces of Luo Fengtang and Ziyan deepened.

"This is an essay left by the seniors of the Mohist school, deliberately left for the younger generations to read."

Mo Anbai explained.

"This Mohist senior is a disciple of Mo Tianjiao, named Mo Yongzhen, and he has a favorite woman who is a disciple of Langya Pavilion."

"Langya Pavilion Shenggong accepted that woman as his personal disciple, and actually became a concubine."

"In order to avenge Langya Pavilion Shenggong, Mo Yongzhen, the senior of the Mo family, joined Momen to build a tomb for the gods to bury him, with the purpose of reducing the luck of Langya Pavilion."

"Langya Pavilion is gone now."

Ziyan asked: "Why didn't that woman tell the truth to Shenggong? If she had a Momen genius as a companion, I believe Langya Pavilion Shenggong would consider it as appropriate."

"When they met, Mo Yongzhen kept his name incognito and did not reveal his identity, because he belonged to the Mo family's hidden sect, and he would not reveal his identity unless it was absolutely necessary."

"By the time something happened, it was already too late. At this time, if he revealed his identity, he would be humiliating himself."

Mo Anbai explained.

"After that, didn't he go to see the woman?"

Zi Yan asked again.

"I can't see it anymore, because that woman, who was used by Shenggong as a furnace and cauldron, has died. Shenggong looks young. She didn't take pills, but practiced an evil skill."

Mo An Bai said.

"So the layout here is all deliberately done by Mo Yongzhen, the purpose is to destroy the luck of Langya Pavilion, right?"

Luo Fengtang frowned.

"Yes, his purpose is to reduce the luck of Langya Pavilion. In my opinion, regardless of whether it is effective or not, Langya Pavilion will die in the end, and it can be regarded as allowing him to get what he wanted."

Mo Anbai smiled.

"Yes, the grievances and grievances of the past have passed away. Now there are only some broken inheritances in Langya Pavilion and Vientiane Temple. They have all died out, and Momen itself is still alive. There are not many people left."

Luo Fengtang sighed.

The three major sects of the past are no longer in glory, and there is no sect that can reach the height of the three major sects in Daqi. Now there are many sects in the rivers and lakes, but no one has a strong ruling power, and it is impossible for them to There is a chance to have it... because the imperial court does not allow a sect to exceed the standard in strength.

For example, the Chalcedony Sect in the north is considered a powerful sect, but it gradually grew stronger through cooperation with the imperial court. Even so, the Chalcedony Sect is still limited in the number of disciples and is not allowed to recruit too many disciples.

It is even more difficult for those sects that do not cooperate with the imperial court to recruit potential disciples.

They may also be encircled and suppressed by the imperial army at any time. In short, there are many difficulties.

"Senior Mo Yongzhen laid out all kinds of taboo techniques in this large tomb, and Langya Pavilion couldn't detect the insidiousness in it at all, because most of them only understand the theory of luck, but they don't understand much enough."

Mo An Bai said.

"Langya Pavilion was too arrogant and domineering in the past, and did not restrain its own behavior. It is only natural that it declined because of this."

"The past is over, let's look for the Holy Duke's relic first."

Luo Fengtang said.

They entered the underground palace to find out the truth on the one hand, and on the other hand they were looking for the relics of the Holy Duke.

Sima Tianzhi, king of the Persian religion, and Wuma Qingshi, the chief elder of the Southern witch religion, tried their best to find this place, and that was their purpose.

Rumor has it that the Holy Duke's relic holds the secret to entering the Grand Master.

"Okay, look for it."

Zi Yan nodded.

None of the three had any respect for Shenggong's body. This so-called Shenggong killed many people in exchange for his eternal youth. If such a person is still alive, maybe Luo Fengtang was about to find a way to kill him, how could he respect this person.

"Ink beads!"

Mo Anbai suddenly screamed, and took out a black bead from the side corner of the coffin.

"Ink beads? I've heard of ink beads."

This time, Zi Yan said slowly.

"Maybe this is the Holy Duke's relic."

Mo An Bai said.

"It's possible."

To this, Zi Yan also nodded.

"What are ink beads?" The only person who has never heard of them is Luo Fengtang.

"Ink bead is a unique technique of our Momen to preserve treasures."

"Use a complicated mechanism to hide the treasure in a black bead. If this bead is opened by any violent means, it will self-destruct. The only way to open it is the secret technique of Momen."

Mo Anbai explained.

"I heard that the Mo Sect made ink beads for many other sects in the past. They even made ink beads for the Qi Taizu who was fighting for the world at that time."

Zi Yan talked about the rumors she had learned.

"Yes, ink beads are very difficult to make, and only the top figures in the ink sect can make them."

"Actually, there are not many ink beads recorded in the ink sect, and each one must contain extremely important treasures."

Mo An Bai said.

"Can you open this ink bead?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

"Not yet, I need a while."

Mo Anbai showed a troubled expression on his face.

"Each ink bead is different when opened, I have to find the mark left by Senior Mo Yongzhen on it."

Mo An Bai said.

"Then go back first."

Luo Fengtang said.

"Uncle Luo... can I stay in the underground palace temporarily?"

Mo Anbai hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke up.

"Zi Yan and I can't stay here, is it dangerous for you to be alone?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

"There will be no danger. I will lock the tomb and investigate inside."

Mo An Bai said.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you here."

Luo Fengtang said without any hesitation.

Mo Anbai was recommended by Luo Xingchen, could he still not trust his son?

Since he trusted her, he didn't play tricks, and just handed it over to her.

"Thank you, Uncle Luo. In addition, I still need some supplies. In three days, I will crack the ink beads."

Mo An Bai said.

"Write down all the supplies you need. After you leave, I'll ask someone to bring them to you."

Luo Fengtang said.

"it is good."

Mo Anbai nodded.

"How to deal with the remains of the Holy Duke?"

Luo Fengtang glanced at it.

"Let's put it here. There are special medicinal materials in the coffin. He won't decay." Mo Anbai said.

(End of this chapter)