Underground palace.

Mo Anbai held the document in his hand.

Of the three people here, she is the only one who can understand the Mohist secret text above.

This kind of writing, as long as it is inherited by the Mohist family, will be learned since childhood. In fact, it is not difficult and it is easy to learn. The Mohist family is also worried that too obscure writing will cause it to be lost.

Mo Anbai looked around carefully and took a deep breath.

"I understand, no wonder."

The confusion that originally appeared on Mo Anbai's face has disappeared.

But the doubts on the faces of Luo Fengtang and Zi Yan deepened further.

"This is a text left by the seniors of the Mo family, deliberately left for future generations to read."

Mo Anbai explained.

"This senior of the Mo family is a disciple of Mo Tianjiao. His name is Mo Yongzhen. He has a woman he likes, who is a disciple of Langya Pavilion."

"The Holy Duke of Langya Pavilion accepted that woman as his direct disciple, and actually became a concubine."

"In order to take revenge on the Holy Duke of Langya Pavilion, Mo Yongzhen, a senior of the Mohist family, joined the Mohist sect and built a tomb for his divine burial. The purpose was to reduce the luck of Langya Pavilion."

"Now Langya Pavilion has disappeared."

Zi Yan asked: "Why didn't that woman tell the truth to the Holy Gong? If she had a Momen genius as her companion, I believe the Anglican Church of Langya Pavilion would consider it as appropriate."

"When they met, Mo Yongzhen kept his name anonymous and did not reveal his identity because he belonged to the hermit sect of the Mo family and would not reveal his identity unless absolutely necessary."

"By the time something goes wrong, it's already too late. At this time, if he reveals his identity, he is humiliating himself."

Mo Anbai explained.

"Didn't he go see the woman afterward?"

Zi Yan asked again.

"I can't see her anymore, because the woman who was used as a furnace or cauldron by the Holy Duke has died. The Holy Duke has a young face. Instead of taking pills, she practiced an evil skill."

Mo Anbai said.

"So the layout here was done deliberately by Mo Yongzhen, with the purpose of destroying Langya Pavilion's luck, right?"

Luo Fengtang frowned.

"Yes, his purpose is to reduce Langya Pavilion's luck. I think, no matter whether this is effective or not, Langya Pavilion will die in the end, which can be regarded as giving him what he wanted."

Mo Anbai smiled.

"Yes, the grievances and resentments of the past have all passed. Now there are only some broken inheritances in Langya Pavilion and Wanxiang Temple. They have all died out. The Mo Sect itself is also struggling to survive, and there are not many people left."

Luo Fengtang sighed.

The three major sects in the past are no longer in their glory, and there is no sect in Daqi that can reach the height of the three major sects. Now there are many sects in the world, but no one has strong dominance, 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 of strength.

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

For those sects that do not cooperate with the imperial court, it is even more difficult to recruit potential disciples.

They may also be encircled and suppressed by the imperial army at any time. In short, they are faced with many difficulties and will no longer be in the same situation as they were in the past when the Southern Dynasty was torn apart and the world was in chaos.

"Senior Mo Yongzhen has laid out all kinds of taboo techniques in this big tomb, and Langya Pavilion can't detect the insidiousness in it at all, because they probably only have some understanding of the theory of luck, but not enough."

Mo Anbai said.

"Langya Pavilion was too arrogant and domineering in the past and did not restrain its own behavior. It is natural for it to decline later."

"The past has passed. Let's look for the relics of the Holy Duke first."

Luo Fengtang said.

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

The Persian Dharma King Sima Tianzhi and the Grand Elder of the Southern Witch Sect Wuma Qingshi tried their best to find this place, and this was their purpose.

Rumor has it that the relics of the Holy Duke contain the secret to entering the Grand Master.

"Okay, let's look for it."

Zi Yan nodded.

None of the three of them had any respect for the body of the Holy Duke. This so-called Holy Duke killed countless people in exchange for his eternal youth. If such a person is still alive, maybe

Luo Fengtang was going to find a way to kill him, so how could he respect this person?

"Mozhu!"

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

"Mo Zhu? I've heard of Mo Zhu."

This time, Zi Yan said slowly.

"Maybe this is the relic of the Holy Duke."

Mo Anbai said.

"It's possible."

In response, Zi Yan also nodded.

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

"Ink beads are a special mechanism for preserving treasures unique to our Mo sect."

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

Mo Anbai explained.

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

Zi Yan talked about the rumors she learned.

"Yes, it is very difficult to make ink beads. Only the top figures in the ink sect can make them."

"Actually, there are not many recorded ink beads in Momen. Each one must contain extremely important treasures."

Mo Anbai said.

"Can you open this ink bead?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

"Not for now, I need some time."

Mo Anbai had a troubled expression on his face.

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

Mo Anbai said.

"Then go back first."

Luo Fengtang said.

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

Mo Anbai hesitated for a moment, and finally said it.

"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 explore inside."

Mo Anbai said.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

Luo Fengtang did not hesitate and said cheerfully.

Mo Anbai was recommended by Luo Xingchen. Could he still not trust his son?

Since I trust her, I don't have to play tricks and just leave this place to her.

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

Mo Anbai said.

"Just write down whatever supplies you need. After you leave, I'll ask someone to bring them to you."

Luo Fengtang said.

"good."

Mo Anbai nodded.

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

Luo Fengtang glanced at it.

"Just put it here. There are special medicinal materials in the coffin, which will not decay." Mo Anbai said.

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