Chapter 482: Nan Wu Pavilion
Soon Xu Mo and Fu Qingmeng came to the highest attic of the Nanwu Clan.
Sure enough, the three words of Qiannan Wuge are very conspicuous.
"Nan Wu Pavilion?" Fu Qingmeng looked at the plaque, and then said, "It seems that this is the place you said." ”
"It must be very important to name it after the Nanwu clan. ”
Xu Mo nodded slightly, "There is also a place called Dongchen Pavilion in the Dongchen Clan. ”
"There are the elders of the entire Dongchen clan, and only the prospective young master and ancestor are eligible to move in. ”
"This Nan Wu Pavilion should be the same. ”
"Since this is such an important place, it seems that there must be something precious. Fu Qingmeng looked at Nan Wuge, and then said, "Go in and have a look?"
"I'll do it first. Xu Mo nodded slightly, and then took the lead in walking to the door of Nanwu Pavilion, reaching out and slowly pushing the door open.
There was no accident in Dongchen Pavilion before, but it was not necessarily that Nanwu Pavilion did not.
As soon as the door opened, Xu Mo felt a rotten aura, which made him very uncomfortable and made Xu Mo feel familiar.
Sure enough, looking at the scene inside, Xu Mo's face couldn't help but be repeated.
Compared with Dongchen Pavilion, Nanwu Pavilion can be called miserable.
It's just one layer, and as far as the eye can see, there are corpses everywhere.
If he didn't know that this was Nan Wu Pavilion, Xu Mo would have thought that this was a mass grave.
Even Fu Qingmeng couldn't help but gasp at this time.
"How could these people die here?"
Xu Mo frowned slightly, "The great battle back then was very tragic, the four clans all suffered heavy losses, and many people were seriously injured and could not move into the holy land. ”
"It's just that there are so many people in the Nanwu clan, and even I didn't expect this. ”
"You can see that these bones have some scars or mutilations on their bodies, and they are obviously seriously injured before their deaths, and they have to be abandoned here. ”
Fu Qingmeng nodded slightly, and then said: "No wonder the four clans have been hiding in the holy land for so many years, if I am not mistaken, the people who entered the holy land back then, there should be almost no strong people of the four clans." ”
"But even so, they still put a lot of pressure on us today. ”
"I'm suddenly a little curious, what kind of ability did your ancestor have to be able to beat the four clans like this. ”
Xu Mo shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "Who knows, maybe it's really powerful." ”
"It's just that even though you know my background, until now, I have never met my biological father, the man that the old guy said he was. ”
"We'll see you. Fu Qingmeng comforted.
"And even if you don't see it, what can you do?"
"You've got us by your side. ”
"Don't forget, that girl from Yushi is still waiting for you. ”
"Rain poems. Xu Mo's mind flashed Nie Yushi's figure.
It's been a long time since I saw Nie Yushi.
After coming out of the holy land, he never had time to return to the south of the town.
Now that I think about it, it's time to go back and take a look.
"When I'm done here, I'll go back to Zhennan. ”
"Just right, you and the old guy and Old Man Nie should go back together. ”
"In any case, this matter has to be faced after all. Xu Mo looked at Fu Qingmeng.
Fu Qingmeng didn't nod, just said, "Let's talk about it." ”
"Look at your master's opinion. ”
When Xu Mo heard this, he didn't say anything more, and looked at Nan Wuge again, "There should be nothing on the lower floors, let's go up and take a look." ”
"The higher you go, the more people with a high status of the Nanwu clan, the things they leave behind must be more precious. ”
"You go up, I'll go around first. Fu Qingmeng said, taking the lead and walking to the side, it seemed that he had something in mind.
Seeing this, Xu Mo didn't say anything more.
Instead, he walked up the stairs.
However, not only the first floor, but also the second floor was full of bones, although not as dense as the first layer, but there were quite a few, and it seemed that the owners of these bones seemed to be more painful than the people on the first floor.
War is cruel, Xu Mo has always known this.
Although he has always been in the Middle East, he is also war-averse, all about survival.
And as long as there is war, there will be bloodshed, there will be sacrifices.
So Xu Mo looked at these skeletons, although they were complicated, he didn't sympathize.
These were just what he saw, and what he didn't see, there must have been much more.
The people of the Four Clans who besieged and killed the Supreme of the Middle Heaven back then, that is, his ancestors, his ancestors must have faced even more misery.
Xu Mo didn't linger and went up to the third floor again.
Then the fourth layer, the fifth layer, all the way up to the seventh layer.
Below the seventh floor, there are all bones, although there are fewer and fewer of them, but they are also much more than Dongchen Pavilion.
It wasn't until the seventh floor that it recovered.
The sight is no longer the bones, but the empty rooms.
This Nanwu Pavilion is even cleaner than Dongchen Pavilion.
At least each layer of Dongchen Pavilion can still have some gains, the first few floors of this Nanwu Pavilion have directly become mass graves, not to mention, even the seventh layer has nothing.
Xu Mo couldn't help but look up at the eighth floor.
The eighth and ninth floors are the last hope.
It's just that I don't know if there will be Nan Wuzun's former ancestor on the ninth layer, leaving his last words and the seal of Dongchen like the Dongchen clan.
If there is, it will definitely be a big gain.
Of course, Xu Mo didn't have a lot of hope.
After all, the harvest of the Dongchen clan land can only be said to be an unexpected joy, and it is impossible for all four clans to have it.
Soon, Xu Mo came to the eighth layer.
As soon as he reached the eighth floor, Xu Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.
Because on the eighth floor, Xu Mo saw several boxes placed outside at a glance, those boxes were neatly placed, and it looked like they should have been specially prepared.
Xu Mo opened one of the boxes.
Sure enough, there were pills inside, and they were all talent pills.
Although the Talent Pill can only allow the first realm to enter the second realm smoothly, it is also very precious to Xu Mo.
Because now although they are already in the third realm, many people have also entered the second realm, but most of them are ordinary realms.
The number of these Talent Pills is extremely large, at least thousands, that is, at least thousands of masters of the Second Realm can be created.
This harvest is not small.
And these boxes are all stored in the talent pills, it is not surprising that the pills left here for healing have been consumed, and only this kind of pills that are useless to the people of the Nanwu clan who died here are put here and no one cares about them.
"No matter why you Nanwu Clan want to keep these talent pills here, I won't be polite to you. ”
Xu Mo grinned, directly put all the boxes into the space ring, and then checked all the rooms on the eighth floor, and after making sure that there was nothing left, he went directly to the ninth floor.
The layout of this Nanno Pavilion is almost no different from that of Dongchen Pavilion.
On the ninth floor, Xu Mo saw everything on the ninth floor at a glance.
Empty, very empty!