Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 148 Treasure
Ouyang Xueqing nodded, and said lightly: "This underground palace is actually a fragment of Mysterious Xiaojie. As long as the seal is opened, it can go straight to the wilderness. In our family, such fragments cost as much as a hundred yuan, but it is a pity that they were all snatched by the enemy." Let's go, my ancestors, to be precise, the reason why my mother wanted to establish a sect here is because there is a spiritual vein deep in the ground of Lianhun Cliff, which leads directly to the Jinsha River, and can only be opened with the help of the spiritual energy in the spiritual vein seal."

"So that's how it is..."

Mo Lin understood somewhat. Mysterious Xiaojie is an independent world similar to a storage bag storage ring, and the space inside is extremely wide. If this palace is a corner of Mysterious Realm, it would not be uncommon to bring it from the Eight Wildernesses to the Tianshou Mountains, but , he was still a little puzzled.

"Since the shards of Mysterious Small World can be moved, why not put them directly beside the Jinsha River? Wouldn't there be more aura there?"

"Moving the fragments of the mysterious world requires a price." Ouyang Xueqing explained: "It's not like taking it wherever you want. Although the Jinsha River is full of aura, there are strong people gathered here. It was snatched away."

Now Merlin understood.

Obviously, it is not so easy to remove the fragments of Mysterious Small World.

Moreover, it must be kept confidential.

Otherwise, if those unruly martial arts masters find out, it will lead to unexpected crises and disasters driven by greed.Mysterious Small World itself is a priceless treasure.

"Only the Jiuli people are qualified to know about this palace. Even though Huangfutian is the suzerain, he is not qualified to know about it."

Mo Lin was secretly startled. Unexpectedly, even Huangfutian didn't know the secrets deep in the Soul Refining Cliff. The Jiuli clan did a great job of keeping the secrets secret. He is the suzerain of the Heartless Sect.

"You come with me."

Ouyang Xueqing moved lightly, leading Mo Lin towards the depths of the giant hall.

After a while, the two walked into a side hall the size of five rooms.

In this side hall, there is a row of simple and heavy bookshelves against the wall. Hundreds of thick iron books are placed on the bookshelves. The halo is obviously not extraordinary.

"These secret exercises were brought by my mother from Bahuang. Many mysterious-level martial arts on the second and third floors of the Jueqingzong Martial Arts Pavilion are their extensions. These 330 three-book exercises and martial arts are mostly mysterious-level. The highest one is Earth-level low-rank, but they are all extremely difficult to cultivate, if you are interested, you can choose some suitable martial arts and martial arts for your cultivation."

Mo Lin didn't respond, looking at these martial arts and martial arts that others dreamed of, he suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart, just as he was about to say something, Ouyang Xueqing turned around and walked out.

"Let's go and see another room."

Ouyang Xueqing led Mo Lin into the side hall next door.

"Spiritual weapon!"

As soon as the palace door was opened, a cold and sharp aura rushed towards him, and Mo Lin couldn't help shivering.

On the walls and beams of this side hall, there are nearly a thousand swords, guns, swords and halberds of various kinds, each of which is gorgeous and exquisite, and it is extraordinary at first glance.

"Yes, every weapon here is a spiritual weapon."

Ouyang Xueqing's expression remained unchanged. In her eyes, so many sharp weapons seemed to be no better than a pile of broken copper and iron. There was no emotional fluctuation in her eyes. She turned her head and glanced at Mo Lin, thinking that this guy must be His eyes would light up, and even if he wasn't surprised and screamed, he would be overjoyed and couldn't help but pounce on him. Who would have thought that he stood motionless at the door, and instead of showing the slightest surprise on his face, there was some sadness and bitterness on the contrary.

"The spirit weapon here will be yours from now on."

Ouyang Xueqing's words will undoubtedly short-circuit the brains of all the martial artists in the world, and they will be full of surprises, but Mo Lin's face still does not show the slightest joy.

"Why, are you unhappy?" Ouyang Xueqing frowned.

Mo Lin shook his head, and said slowly: "If these spiritual weapons and martial arts and martial arts were sent to the disciples of the sect earlier, tell me, would we have a better chance of winning this battle? Even if it still can't be changed. Zong's ending, at least he can kill a few more enemies."

The hall suddenly fell silent.

Ouyang Xueqing stared at Mo Lin blankly, as if she was meeting him for the first time, she couldn't understand.

How precious spiritual weapons are, she has heard from Aunt Sun Laosu more than once that these weapons that are not worth mentioning in her eyes are enough to trigger a war between the two families. With so many spiritual artifacts hidden away, even if the three major sects came out in full force, they would destroy the Jueqing sect.

But the young man in front of her was actually indifferent in front of this incomparably rich treasure, and the first thing she thought of was not taking it for herself, but those dead sect disciples, which immediately overturned her cognition.

"There is one thing you may not know."

Ouyang Xueqing's voice suddenly softened.

"These spiritual weapons come from the Eight Desolations. They have all been cursed by the Wu tribe, and not everyone can use them. Even if they are held in the hands of those sect disciples, they will not be able to exert their true power."

"On the contrary, if you use it improperly, you will be backlashed by the curse of the witch clan, and the loss outweighs the gain. Therefore, the presence or absence of these spiritual weapons has no effect on the battle. As for those martial arts skills, inheritance disciples can practice, but There are very few practitioners."

After hearing this, Mo Lin's face softened.

"I didn't think carefully about this matter. Is the medicine pill in the third side hall?"

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two hours later.

Mo Lin appeared alone in the side hall where the spirit artifact was stored.

He turned around inside, and when he came out again, he had a simple thick back machete on his back, a pair of black and white finger blades in his hands, and a pair of dark gold wrist guards hidden in his sleeves.

This machete weighed 58 jins. It looked the same except that it was one size bigger than ordinary machetes. However, it was a genuine middle-grade spiritual weapon.

There are also dozens of high-grade spiritual weapons in the side hall. Mo Lin chose it as a portable weapon because of its simple and unpretentious appearance. Even if it is seen by others, it is difficult to recognize its true grade.

The black and white finger blade is a sharp weapon for close combat.

These are just a pair of low-grade spirit weapons, but they are enough to cut through the flesh and blood of the human body. With them, even if a martial artist below the Martial Realm has the soul element to protect the body, Mo Lin can break through the defense.

When he was a special soldier in his previous life, Mo Lin was best at close combat.

In this world, because martial arts have the soul element to protect the body, most of them like head-to-head collisions when fighting, focusing on strength and weakening skills. People are willing to spend energy to study what tactical moves.

But Molin has a special liking for the melee combat with short weapons, but because he has never had a good melee weapon, the blacksmiths in Mojia Village can only forge top-quality mortal weapons at best, which will not break the defense against martial arts masters at all. Now , he finally got the melee weapon in his hand.

(End of this chapter)