Mo Rigen shook his head, "In fact, there is not only one way to open the tomb door, the reason why we didn't try to open this door is mainly because we didn't find the Missing Moon Sycamore, and we didn't have the twelve spirit children. A miserable smile appeared on his face, "The Twelve Spirit Boys is an extremely cruel sacrificial ritual, which requires the use of the divine souls of the twelve children as blood carriers, and those who have this bloodline must be found in the Gaoli Clan, and only one will appear every thousand years." And this kind of bloodline cannot be found by any method used by the monks. When this kind of bloodline appears in the young people of the clan, there will be a night of reincarnation in the sky, and the scene of seven stars swallowing the moon. That is the revelation that the gods have given us. When the next night of reincarnation comes, we will bring all those children of the right age to the front of the green silk well, and then it will tell us which one has this bloodline. ”

Gu Yan frowned and was silent, Mo Rigen's words obviously clarified a lot of fog for her, Zhancheng and Duan Yingsleeve, they were actually lying, whether these words were to deceive themselves, or the two of them deceived each other, but they obviously hid a lot of things. The role of the Guiyuan arrow is not just to open the tomb door, otherwise, it would be impossible for Zhancheng to spend so much thought, even in the name of treachery, to snatch this arrow from his own hands. And in Duan Yingsleeve's hand, there are still two Guiyuan arrows, listening to what Mo Rigen said just now, she has already had a way to enter the tomb gate!

So the reason why they disappeared silently after launching the ban in that corridor now has an explanation. Duan Yingsleeve must have relied on his own method to quietly enter the ancient tomb and hide it somewhere. In this ancient tomb where they have been entrenched for nearly 10,000 years, there is a place for them to lurk. And his eyes were dark, and he couldn't find anything. She always thought that Morrigan must know something, but she didn't tell her.

Gu Yan thought for a moment and asked another question, "Since the lack of moon sycamore is so important to you. So weishenme, you have been here for so long, and you have allowed it to hide under the mountain peak, but Zuihou has been hidden in the valley of Zhancheng? ”

Mo Zhigen smiled bitterly. "This moonless sycamore, speaking of which, is still the first generation of Gaoli masters. The spiritual root that was planted. For so many years, it has absorbed the essence of Taiyin on its own, but it has never grown, according to the legend that it has been handed down, it takes twenty-four nights of reincarnation to become a great success,:. ”

Gu Yan suddenly remembered, when he settled on the top of the mountain that day, he felt that countless Taiyin essences were pouring in. even invaded his own meridians, if it weren't for the sudden light of the Guiyuan Arrow at that time, he was afraid that he would be injured. She frowned and said, "It's the night you want to take away the life of the silent word." Has it finally grown? ”

Mo Rigen nodded, "It is said that it will be after the seven days of the night of reincarnation. We can go and pick this moonless sycamore, and before that, even touching it casually will cause it to wither. But I don't know weishenme, just one day later, when the surnamed Zhan launched the Jiuyao Heavenly Spirit and silently came to the Meridian Valley, this moonless sycamore had actually grown. Among them, there must have been something going on that we don't know about. ”

Gu Yan sighed, this matter can probably only be clarified by asking Zhancheng. These people have planted this moonless sycamore for nearly 10,000 years, and Zuihou still made a wedding dress for them.

She froze down, looked at him with blazing eyes, and asked her zuihou a question, "As long as you answer this question, I will let you go." Tell me, what is the origin of this ancient tomb, and who is buried in it? ”

Her eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Rigen, this is also the most critical question, as long as this question is answered, then many previous mysteries can be solved.

Mo Rigen lowered his eyes, not looking directly at Gu Yan's gaze, he said in a low voice: "This ancient tomb was not built by a generation, in the Dao Demon War ten thousand years ago, there were seven Great Demon Venerables who once joined forces to operate the ancient tomb, and we, Gaoli people, were ordered by the Great Demon Venerable at that time to come here to guard this ancient tomb." As for the people buried in the tombs...... he looked up, "this is a secret that all Gaoli people must observe, and I cannot tell you. ”

"You ......" Gu Yan couldn't help but be angry, if he refused to answer this question, then it would be useless to say so much before! Gu Yan raised his hand, "Do you really want to force me to use the Soul Searching Technique?" ”

A strange smile appeared on Mo Rigen's face, "This ban is engraved in the blood of every one of our Gaoli people, maybe that Zhancheng will know about it, but it won't come from our mouths." This secret, we will take it all the way underground until we die. His strange smile suddenly froze on his face, his eyes opened wide, his features opened like a strange flower, and his whole body stopped moving, as if he was not breathing at all.

Gu Yan was taken aback, she quickly pressed her hand on Mo Rigen's sea of qi, only to find that there was no trace of aura in his body, this person actually committed suicide!

A monk who has committed suicide in front of his own eyes! Could it be that their Gaoli clan has some unique secret method? Otherwise, Gu Yan really couldn't explain that a monk could end his life without being noticed.

She carefully examined Mo Rigen's body and confirmed that he had not used some kind of secret method, such as turtle breath** or something, to hide himself, and had really lost his life. Gu Yan carefully examined his corpse, and after an hour, she finally made a discovery, and from Mo Rigen's mouth, she found a small piece of pill residue.

Gu Yan carefully picked it out with her fingertips, with her rich experience in alchemy, she didn't know what kind of elixir it was, but from inside, she could feel a strong aura of absolute silence, she had heard that in those big families, there would be some dead soldiers, these dead soldiers had a high level of cultivation, and they had undergone training since they were young, and they performed tasks for the masters. When a mission fails, in order to avoid revealing their identity, they carry an elixir with them and take it when they are about to be captured. Whoever takes this elixir will die immediately.

It's just that this kind of elixir, the formula used by everyone is different, and Mo Rigen undoubtedly took this elixir and died, and Gu Yan had never seen the elixir that could poison a monk like this silently. She looked at it carefully, but she couldn't see the ingredients of the elixir. Gu Yan hesitated for a moment, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and then carefully put this residue into it for future research. Then she began to ponder what Mozhigen had said.

In that case just now, although he had something to hide, he shouldn't have come to deceive himself. In other words, everything he says should be true. Then, as a new generation of Gaoli masters entrenched here, Duan Yingsleeve's purpose should not be what she said, just to enter the ancient tomb, she has a bigger plan.

According to what Mo Rigen said, they have been searching for the twelve spirit children for thousands of years, and their purpose is to awaken the golden armor and bronze people in the ancient tomb, so this is probably related to Duan Yingsleeve's ultimate purpose. Although Mo Rigen said that the mission of their Gaoli people was to follow the orders of the Great Demon Venerable back then and guard this ancient tomb forever, it seemed that Duan Yingsleeve obviously had other ideas.

Maybe this idea didn't start with her, as early as I don't know how many years ago, which generation of her ancestors had already started this jihua. It seems that the ultimate goal still comes down to this ancient tomb, damn it, this guy, it's Zuihou's turn, but he won't say a word!

It's just that now Mo Rigen has already died, and the golden pill in his body has been lost, Gu Yan is not those demon beasts, and she has no interest in devouring or collecting Mo Rigen's golden pill. Standing in front of his corpse, Gu Yan let out a long sigh. Anyway, this person's wish in Zuihou is to ask himself to take care of his daughter, maybe deep down in his heart, there is still an unquenched conscience, right?

Gu Yan gathered his corpse, then released a purple flame, burned it clean, and then put the ashes in a jade box, dug a pit in the ground, and buried it inside. Another mark was made on the stone wall. If there is a chance in the future, and Mo Yan is willing, she may bring that little girl here to worship her father. But now, apparently, this is not the time.

She looked around, and when Morrigan threw the little drum into the water, the deep ditch changed strangely, and the bubbling black water slowly receded, revealing the dry ditch below. It is about ten zhang deep, and then mortals who don't know immortal arts can also climb it with their bare hands.

Gu Yan didn't leave in a hurry, she first took out the jade slips she had obtained from the stone room of the first layer of the underground palace, and opened them with Mo Rigen's technique to see if there was anything in them.

But after reading these jade slips, she couldn't help but be a little disappointed. These jade slips sealed with secret methods, what is recorded in them are just some extremely ordinary things, there are some introductory cultivation techniques, as well as Danshu, which are all extremely superficial introductory kung fu that only gas disciples can practice. There was only one jade slip with some sigils written on it, which she had never seen before. But now, I don't know what these sigils do. Gu Yan thought about it and put them away carefully. Then she looked up and looked around, wondering how she could move on. (To be continued)