Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 224

Mu Qingli raised his head, motioned for him to continue talking and listened.She does have doubts about what happened this time, and Qian Shui is indeed a rare divine sword in the world, which is similar to the spirit sword mentioned in the ancient books of her previous life. It is not fake to practice immortality in ancient times, but it is not so magical.

Now that she has obtained such a divine sword, of course she has put her mind on one thing that he said at the beginning that the divine sword must promise him one thing, and will not hold a perfunctory attitude.

Mo Xun shook his head helplessly and said: "This time, the Excalibur was cast by the ancestors of the Mohist family. It has been enshrined by the Mohist family as the treasure of the town. If it weren't for the taboo in the current situation, it would not have been taken out for everyone in the rivers and lakes to seize."

Mu Qingli could see his helplessness. After all, the treasure of the town, why is it called the treasure of the town, it is something that is with the family. "What catastrophe happened to the Mo family?"

Mason nodded heavily.After a while of silence, Mo Xun said bitterly: "The blame is only for being old and incompetent. The Mohist family is unlucky. I have two sons, but unfortunately the elder son is not very intelligent. Although the talent in ancient martial arts is good, but the ability to forge swords is not mediocre. I The second son has a good mind, but Gu Wu has never been able to improve, let alone forging swords. This generation is not as good as the previous generation, Mojiazhuang has not produced emperor swords for a long time, and there are very few noble swords." Putting his hand on the sandalwood table Trembling slightly, his expression was vainly resentful.

Mo Liaosheng and Mo Liaoyun standing behind him showed guilt on their faces, but seeing Mo Xun's sudden expression change, Mo Liaoyun quickly supported his shoulders and persuaded: "Father, don't be angry. Broken body."

Mu Qingli raised his eyebrows slightly, fearing that he was about to get to the point.

Mo Xun waved his hands at Mo Liaoyun, took a deep breath, and said in a daze: "The outside world doesn't know that I have a young son who was born in old age. This young son is smart since he was a child, and he likes tricks very much. Although he is interested in sword casting It’s mediocre, but the aptitude is not bad. This finally made the old man arouse hope, and put the future of the Mohist family on this youngest son.” What he said was not bad, definitely not really not bad, but It's very good, as can be seen from Mo Xun's nostalgic appreciation.

"But..." Mo Xun almost gritted his teeth, and his body trembled with anger: "But he died suddenly at home when he was only fourteen, and he was the cousin of the old man who killed a thousand knives. He even poisoned the youngest son of the old man , The hope of poisoning the Mohist family! Not only that, he also stole the secret art of the Mohist institution, and from then on he led a few people under his sect to defect from the Mohist family.

With all his strength exhausted, Mo Xun shook his head and said bitterly: "The old man knows that he has not moved so far because the Mo family's deterrence has not yet fallen, but as the number of noble swords and king swords produced by the Mo family have become less and less over the years, the world has gradually slowed down. If there are rumors about the Mohist family, I am afraid that he will just wait for the opportunity to mobilize everyone in the world to surround the Mohisth."

Mu Qingli nodded silently. In fact, you don't need to listen to the next words, you already know the crisis of the Mohist family.

"The Mohists have forged swords and created organs from ancient times to the present. The details are naturally not bad, but now, the Mohist schools are not as good as the next generation. Some institutions, even we have forgotten how to use them. There are very few talents who make swords. The smallest A generation has not yet grown up, and if this continues, within a few years, everyone in the world will inevitably suspect that they will be incited to come. And he who has the secretary of the Mohist organization will definitely come again, and the Mohist family will have no resistance at all."

"There are indeed many ancient martial arts secret books and treasures contained in the Mo family, but now they have become the curse of the Mo family. It is only the Mo family's inability to protect them now."

"Incompetence is the incompetence of the old. The foundation of the Mohist family cannot be destroyed in the hands of this old generation. The foundation of the Mohist family."

At the end, Mo Xun was already in tears, which showed that he was heartbroken and unable to hold back.On the side, Mo Liaosheng and Mo Liaoyun felt even more guilty on their faces, their incompetence was not Mo Xun's incompetence, but their generation's incompetence.

"Prosperity will decline after a long time, it's not your fault." Mu Qingli calmed down, looking at the old man in front of her, she thought that her grandfather was also at this age, but compared to Mo Xun who worked hard for the Mo family, grandpa seemed It looks much healthier and younger.As a sword master, Mo Xun can naturally live much longer than ordinary people, just because of a Mohist family, he is worried about the Mohist family, so his temples are now nearly half frost-white, and the wrinkles on his face are visible.

Mu Qingli knew his bitterness. A family, a family that gave birth to him, lived and guarded him all his life, this is his responsibility and his destination. It can't be said that he can let it go, even if it is exhausted, he must continue to bear it. to the last moment.And long-term unity must divide, prosperity must decline, this is an unchangeable theorem, after all, human talent and natural and man-made disasters are unpredictable, a family cannot be truly eternally brilliant, unless people can live forever.

Mo Xun wiped away his tears, shook his head and said, "You two are laughing at me." Over the years, he has been physically and mentally exhausted, and it is really unbearable to talk about it for a while.Putting down the veil, Mo Xun said: "In desperation, the old man had no choice but to take out the divine sword and invite people from the Jianghu to grab the sword. Firstly, it is to eliminate the rumors in the Jianghu, and secondly, it is for a fight."

"Bo?" Mu Qingli raised his eyes.

"That's right." Mo Xun nodded heavily and said, "Tian Suanzi once owed the Mo family a favor, and the old man asked him to do a fortune telling. There is a saying in the hexagram that the one who can help the Mo family escape is the master of the sword. As long as the Mo family escapes this catastrophe, they will surely achieve the greatest glory in ancient times." The last sentence seemed to make the old man shine, and his eyes brightened like a child's.

Fortune teller?

For such things, Mu Qingli has always preferred to believe in what is true, but not to believe in what is not, but he will not delve into it too deeply.After all, ancient martial arts existed, and ancient books said that there were people who practiced immortality in ancient times. Her rebirth and the divine sword she obtained now all happened for real. It's like deliberately questioning the authenticity of fortune-telling?

Mu Qingli shook his head lightly and said with a smile, "Master Mo is not afraid of making a wrong move and losing everything?"

Mo Xun said: "I don't want to entrust the hope of the Mo family to others, but the Mo family has reached this point. If you don't move, you will die. If you gamble, you have a chance. So, the girl said that the old man should gamble or not? "

Mu Qingli smiled and said nothing, acquiescing to his answer.Indeed, he has been forced onto the cliff, and if he does not jump, he will die, but if he jumps, he will have a chance of life, so he has to jump.

(End of this chapter)