Dongluo and the others jumped up and landed on the white clouds, under the archway.

Standing outside the archway, even if he knew that the memorial arch was the secret place of the Mo family that made everyone blush, but no one rushed to go first, they were all watching, even the disciples of the Mo family led by Mo Ziqing did not act without authorization, and they were secretly observing on the side.

There is no doubt that the Mo family is in the world.

No one knows if the Mo family's secret in front of him has been hidden in the dimension for such a long time, and whether the organs and mechanism armor pills used to guard the secret treasure are still intact. Even if it is damaged, it can now exert a few percent of its combat power, which is equivalent to the realm of martial arts.

It's all they have to think about.

There's nothing wrong with planning before you act.

Winterfall is also observing.

The archway in front of you looks more magnificent and majestic than the archway at the foot of the mountain.

The stele under the mountain is built according to the style of four pillars and three rooms and seven floors, and the archway in front of you is the same as the memorial arch seen outside the Mojia School Palace in winter, which is built in the style of six pillars, five rooms and eleven floors.

It's just that the archway outside the school palace is old because of the age, the columns, bouldering, gatehouse, forehead, etc. have become brown spots, the old will be unstoppable, and even some carved rare and exotic beasts are only a little like a little god.

But the archway in front of you seems to be like a newly repaired general, the color of eleven bucket arch roofs is bright and dazzling, and the columns carved from white jade complement each other, beautiful. Countless exotic beasts are even more lifelike, as if they have come to life.

In this way, it stands brilliantly between the blue sky and white clouds, and then matches the rolling sea of clouds in the distance, as if it is a fairyland on earth.

On the sea of clouds, the lofty pavilion is towering, the floor is high, the face of the Lin Palace is hugged, the road is lingering, the green pine is whisked on the eaves, the jade fence is around, the golden glow beast face, the head of the color radiant.

No one looks like a hidden treasure of the Mo family that may be hiding a huge crisis. I will only feel that the houses are dotted, cute and pleasant.

But in fact, this is exactly what happened.

The corpse Jiao's eyes wandered on the memorial arch, and he turned his head to look at Dongluo and said, "Do you remember the four words on the archway at the foot of the mountain when you went up the mountain?"

Dongluo nodded, "Love is not attacking." ”

If you ask him what is carved on the archway, he may not remember it, but if you ask him what is written on the archway, he remembers it very clearly.

Corpse Jiao whispered: "These four words must be memorized, and they may be used when they enter the vault." If you don't use it, it's the best. ”

Dongluo silently recited it again in his heart, and nodded solemnly.

He still believes in the words of the corpse Jiao.

Mo Ziqing's expression changed from his usual calmness, and became extremely solemn, and he glanced back at the four little heads behind him, "Wait a minute, follow me." ”

Mo Ziyu and the others nodded hurriedly, no longer daring to have the slightest contempt.

Mo Ziqing took a deep breath, and he had to devote all his efforts to the Mo family's secret treasure here.

If before he came here, he would at most treat the deserted Mojia School Palace here as the same as the Mo Family School Palace where he was, even if it was strong, it would not be strong enough.

But the night before he left, the contemporary giants of the Mo family came to him and told him the status of the Mo Family School Palace in the entire Mo family, as well as the history of the listener's emotion, and the unknown choice, he had no unusual emotions except respect, admiration, and admiration for the Mo Family School Palace here, and he couldn't afford to have any strange emotions.

He just regretted that he couldn't be born in that era, couldn't experience that unknown history, and couldn't fight side by side with the names that shine in history.

He just regretted that he couldn't talk about the past and the present with those big inks who turned his hands into clouds, and learned the art of the mechanism. With those sages who covered their hands as rain, they swept the world together and sailed all over the world.

Therefore, when climbing the mountain, he would rather walk slower than use the ink order given to him by the Mo family giant to bypass the grinding on those mountain paths, but let Mo Ziyuan and the others take out the machine armor pills they made to fight against the mountain guard machine armor made by those former sages and great ink.

This can not only allow them to learn some tricks from the former sage Damo, but also cut the regret in his heart.

At the top of the mountain, he used the method of divine soul transmission to exchange some secrets with Chu Nangong, and even told him the importance of this place to the Mo family, perhaps out of respect for the Mo family, so Chu Nangong chose to retreat.

Mo Ziqing took out an ink-colored token from the mustard seeds, held it in his hands, and walked respectfully towards the white jade archway on the eleventh floor of the six pillars, five rooms, and eleven floors.

When he walked under the archway, the ink made a trembling sound, glowing slightly, and the ink-colored brilliance instantly enveloped Mo Ziyu and the others, forming a huge ink-colored light mask.

The ink-colored mask gradually moved forward as Mo Ziqing and the others slowly moved forward.

When the ink-colored light mask moved under the archway, a ripple like a water wave rippled slightly, and Mo Ziqing and the others entered the Mo family's secret collection.

No wind, no rain, no danger.

Zheng Nanfeng also took out a piece of ink jade from the mustard seed and held it in his hand, Ye Yingshui took out an ink bell and hung it around his waist, and the other two Zheng clansmen also took out two pieces of ink jade and held it in their hands.

Step by step, he cautiously walked towards the archway, and with a flash of ripples, Zheng Nanfeng and others also squeezed into the Mo family's secret collection.

Dongluo looked at the corpse Jiao with some shame and said, "That corpse brother ......"

It's just that Dongluo was only halfway through speaking, and Corpse Jiao might have guessed what he wanted to say, so he directly threw an ink-colored jade pendant to him and said, "This is borrowed from you, but you have to pay it back!"

Dongluo nodded, and followed the corpse Jiao towards the vault.

As soon as I entered the vault, it was pitch black all around, which was very different from the fairyland I saw through the archway when I was in the outside world, and there was no shadow of Zheng Nanfeng and others in front of me.

He glanced back and found that the corpse Jiao was still following him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't look back, watch your step, and keep walking. ”

The corpse Jiao's voice sounded in a low voice.

Dongluo nodded, and walked towards what he thought was ahead with the faint light of the black jade.

At first, it wasn't a big step, but then it got faster and faster.

And in the darkness to their left and to their right, there was also a group of men who were moving forward in the dark. It's just that every step forward is extremely slow, very slow.

Even the Mo family's big Mo Ziqing's forehead was already faintly sweaty, and it seemed that every step forward in this Mo family's secret collection would take a huge amount of energy, even if it was holding the ink order.

Mo Ziyu said with some worry and distress: "Senior Brother Ziqing, are you tired?"

Mozi looked ahead and shook his head.

And the tip of the ink order in his hand kept rotating, as if guiding the way forward, and as if he was dodging something.

In the darkness, a gust of wind suddenly struck, Mo Ziqing's face changed slightly, and a side step blocked in front of Mo Ziyu and the others.

A punch was delivered, and the fists collided, silently, and the figure in the darkness suddenly retreated, causing the black aura to tumble endlessly.

Mo Ziqing also took a step back, but his feet did not fall to the ground.

In this punch, he was slightly better.

The figure in the darkness said mechanically: "I don't remember how many years have passed, but I didn't expect someone to come again today." It's still a group of Mo family disciples led by Da Mo, very good! Very good! I thought the Mo family outside had forgotten about this ruin, but it doesn't seem to be yet. Even if not, then let me, the guardian of the secret realm who is about to die, try how many catties and taels of Damo is now!"

An old, decaying voice resounded lonely in the darkness.

It's just that this sound is like a drop of water merging into a sea, fluttering, silent, and buried by this boundless night

The black mist in front of Mo Ziqing's eyes rolled again, and a fist with a deep, deep rust stretched out in front of Mo Ziqing.

Mo Ziqing's face showed a crazy color, his right hand held the ink order to illuminate the darkness, and his left hand tapped an ink-colored jade pendant on his waist, the ink jade light flashed, and a brand-new silver armor pill stood in front of Mo Ziqing, and met the embroidered fist with a punch.

The fists collided, and there was no sound, and the two machine armors fought together. The black clouds and mist above the sky rolled endlessly, and Mo Ziyu and the others turned slightly pale.

Mo Ziqing's eyes were fiery as he looked at the raw machine armor, observing the trajectory of every trace of power in his body, and observing how his every movement was perfectly connected.

What is more important is to observe how the spirit in his body is born and functional.

You must know that there are not many spiritual and self-aware machine armor in today's Mojia School Palace, which can be practiced by themselves, and it is said that there is a town palace god armor in another Mojia School Palace, which is a machine armor created by the first generation of the Mo family.

Not only has spiritual wisdom already been born, but it can also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for its own cultivation.

And whether or not to create a mechanism armor with intelligence is not only one of the evaluation criteria of the Mo family's great ink, but also the lifelong dream of tens of millions of Mo family organ masters.

And the silver armor in front of him is the assessment of Mo Ziqing becoming a big ink.

It's just that this trap armor is incomplete, and its spirituality is weak, so it can only barely be regarded as a trap armor with intelligence.

Therefore, it is no wonder that his eyes are so hot, no matter if he is any mechanic here, it may be difficult to hide the fanaticism in his heart, which must be worse than the current Mo Ziqing.

Mo Ziyu and the others are also constantly observing the changes on the battlefield, of course, they are more concerned about winning or losing, as for whether the exquisiteness and essence of this will become a help for them to climb higher step by step, or they will forget about it when they turn around.

That's their own chance.

Mo Ziqing didn't let them have to read and remember.

Just like eating, where is a bucket of rice, how to eat, how much to eat, it depends on the person, eat more if you can eat, and eat less if you can't.

He Mo Ziqing will not and does not want to be the one who presses the rice.

The Mo family pays attention to a savage growth, going with the flow, and doing whatever you should do at any age.

As for how much energy these today's meals can provide for them in the future, it also depends on the person.

I can't force it.

Mo Ziqing's eyes have been staring at the battle between the two trap armors, and his eyes are moving slightly, constantly calculating, quickly absorbing the advantages of the ancient trap armor, and then comparing them with his own trap armor, and then picking out the shortcomings.

The ancient machine armor repelled Mo Ziqing's silver machine armor with one punch, and it was extremely easy, and it could be seen that he should have a lot of strength, "The movements are sluggish, the spirit is shallow, and the movements of punches and legs are uncoordinated, and they are even worse than those machine armors that have no intelligence." Except that the manufacturing materials are slightly better, there is no merit at all, is it possible that the current Da Mo can only make such goods? I think you should play in person! Otherwise, I will smash your machine armor with one punch, and your position of Da Mo will be in jeopardy. ”

Although the voice of the ancient machine armor was a bit mechanical, what he said was the truth, and Mo Ziqing also admitted it.

When Mo Ziyu and the others heard this, their eyes looking at the ancient machine armor also became angry.

It's like your faith has been trampled on.

I can't wait to go on the field in person and punch that ancient machine armor to pieces, so as to relieve my anger.

Mo Ziqing held down the restless Mo Ziyu, and saluted respectfully at the ancient machine armor: "Thank you for your previous guidance." ”

From Mo Ziqing's eyes, it was naturally obvious that the ancient machine armor just now had left a lot of strength, otherwise his own machine armor might only need one punch and a palm to break it.

As if he was preaching, in order to let Mo Ziqing and the others see the flow trajectory of the aura in his body and the direction of rotation of the mechanical gears, he deliberately slowed down the speed, just to make their view of the Tao clearer.

The ancient machine armor nodded, "It's been a long time since I've seen a Mo family disciple, so I can't help but come out to meet you when I see you." The secret treasure of the Mo family is ahead, and you have the ink order in your hand, as for how far you can go and how many things you can take from it, it depends on your creation. What should be done next, I will not provide you with the slightest help, even if you are a disciple of the Mo family. I won't make it even more difficult for you, even if you are not a disciple of the Mo family. ”

Mo Ziqing saluted again: "Thank you, senior." ”

The ancient armor waved its hand and walked step by step towards the black mist.

The back is lonely and desolate.

It's rare to be so happy today for tens of thousands of years.

Guarding the darkness for tens of thousands of years, guarding the secret collection of the Mo family for tens of thousands of years. I thought I'd never see that group of people again.

But now I saw the group again.

Although it is not the same group of people as before.

But they have a lot of things in common.

Such as faith, such as hope, such as the light in the eye.

That's enough.

The ancient machine armor went farther and farther in the darkness.

Countless threads wound around its body, little by little, eroding its metal body.

It felt that its eye sockets were a little hot, and it couldn't help but wipe them with its hands.

But when its hand was halfway up, it found that it had no tears at all.

"What's wrong? Mo Jia, you're secretly crying again? It's been tens of thousands of years, and this habit hasn't changed?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

The ancient machine armor turned back suddenly, and seemed to look at the transparent figure that glowed behind him with some disbelief.

I don't know how long the figure had been walking behind it.

Or just appeared behind it.

The ancient machine armor quickly ran towards the transparent figure, and after circling him several times, he cried with joy: "Giant, you are finally back." It's been tens of thousands of years, and you're finally back. Mo Yi went to look for you, Mo Bing, Mo Ding, they all went to look for you. I'm sure you'll be back, you'll be back. You're finally back. ”

The ancient machine armor squatted on the ground, holding the transparent figure deadly, for fear that this was a dream and would become empty in an instant.

The transparent figure looked a little emotional, and reached out to hug the rusty machine armor, hugging it tighter than it.

"Yes, it's been tens of thousands of years, and I'm back. ”

The ancient machine armor said with a crying voice: "Giant, where have you been all these years? Everyone is gone, and there is not a single one left, and there are only ten of us left in a Mojia Academy Palace in Nuoda. Over the years, they have also left one by one, and now only I am left. ”

The transparent figure shook his head, "There are some things that can't be said." I can't tell you that, and I don't ask again. ”

The ancient machine armor nodded happily, and sure enough, he didn't ask any more questions.

The ancient armor followed the transparent figure step by step, coming from the darkness and going deeper into the darkness.

But when they walked through the darkness, the light on them illuminated the darkness.

......

......

Ye Yingshui's eyes recovered from crimson again.

The four of them were strewn with several shattered pieces of armor.

Rusty and vulnerable.

Ye Yingshui opened her eyes slightly, "There are too many causes and effects here, and in some places, even if I have to choose a detour." You must follow me, this is no better than the previous mountain road, if you accidentally touch these karmic lines here, I can help you resolve it if you have less, and if you have more, you can only be like these mechas, slowly waiting for decay!"

Zheng Nanfeng looked at a few pieces of armor on the ground, frowned slightly, and said, "Ye Yingshui, where are we now?"

She had already said what she should say, and she didn't want to say anything more, so for Zheng Nanfeng's question, Ye Yingshui just said lightly: "Under the archway." ”

Zheng Nanfeng suppressed the anger in his heart, squeezed out a smile and said, "Ye Yingshui, can you speed up faster, you have to know that there is no room for loss in that thing." ”

Ye Yingshui squinted slightly, glanced at Zheng Nanfeng, retracted his gaze and said, "I'll do my best." As for how long this darkness is, I can't see through it, and I can't see far. So how long it will take to break through this darkness, I really don't count. ”

Ye Yingshui got up, his eyes changed to crimson again, and he took Zheng Nanfeng and the three of them, one step to the left and one step to the right, and walked forward with difficulty.

From time to time, he stopped and stopped to make way for some thick black fog ahead.

......

......

The speed of winter fall is getting faster and faster.

The corpse Jiao who followed him couldn't be happier.

At this rate, it will definitely be better than Ye Yingshui and Zheng Nanfeng to enter the Mo family's secret collection first.

As for comparing with Mo Ziqing and the others, it seems that they can also compete.

Entering the Mo Family Vault first, it's not just as simple as choosing good things first.

Dongluo, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped.

And the corpse Jiao, who was thinking about it, didn't pay attention to it, and hit him on the back.

Corpse Jiao asked a little embarrassed, "Why did you stop suddenly?"

Dongluo still didn't look back, "I'm wondering if we should go faster." Ye Yingshui came ahead of us, if they let them take all the good things, then wouldn't we lose a lot of money?"

Corpse Jiao was stunned, are you still too slow at this speed?

If you know how slow they are, you know how fast you really are.

If you want to hurry up, then you still don't let others live?

It's just that the corpse Jiao didn't stop Dongluo, but let him run forward as fast as he could.

In the darkness, the fog rolls up.

One is fat and one is thin, and the two figures are running faster and faster.

Countless black mist gradually gathered towards the thin young man's body and disappeared into his body.

The fat boy behind him was shocked.

And in the black fog not far away, two figures were looking at the two strangely.

"Giant, this ...... It's too easy, isn't it?!, should I make it a little more difficult for him?"

The corners of the ancient machine armor's mouth twitched slightly.

"Forget it, chance is what it should be, it's what it is. We're a bystander, we can't and can't change the rules casually!!" The transparent figure stared at the black fog in front of him again, and the corners of his mouth also tugged: "Mo Jia, I think it's better to make it more difficult for them! Otherwise, if you really come to my Mo Family School Palace, it's not good to talk about my Mo Family School Palace!"