Chapter 821: The Last Resting Place

After Ming Mo's words were finished, he and Mu Xinxi left through a remote door next to them, and the moment Ming Mo left, Murong Yuxuan also came to this room.

Sure enough, seeing the situation here, even Murong Yuxuan was a little moved, while the black elder and the young elder joined the battle for the holy weapon.

On the other side, the three of them came to another place.

This is not the same as the previous rooms, which are not only spacious, but also have a touch of luxury, carved beams and paintings, and a sense of mystery everywhere. In the center of this room, there is a huge crystal coffin, and a figure can be faintly seen in the coffin.

The figure in this crystal coffin is probably the owner of the tomb.

In front of this crystal coffin, there is an inconspicuous silver spear, the spear is rusted and there is nothing special to see in the slightest, and there are many books on the wooden shelf on the side, I don't know if it is a cheat book such as combat skills or something else, but what can be placed here will definitely not be ordinary.

On the jade table on one side of the bookshelf, there are many white jade boxes, and I don't know what is inside. Above the dome of the room are many huge night pearls for lighting, and among these night pearls, there is a green pearl that looks very special, not at all like other night pearls.

"It seems that this should be the last resting place of the tomb owner, but it looks a little weird, it always feels a little wrong, let's be careful!"

Ming Mo Jian frowned slightly, his starry eyes were condensed, he looked here, and said lightly to the two women.

"Got it, my sister is not a child, you don't need to worry. ”

Hearing Ming Mo's words, a touch of softness flashed in Mu Xinxi's beautiful eyes, and then she smiled softly, signaling Ming Mo not to worry.

"Xiao Yu, there is one thing I still don't understand, in the previous room, you said that people are greedy, don't you want those heaven-level weapons or even saint-level weapons?"

Mu Xinglan pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked the question she had been wanting to ask just now, in the previous room, even the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm were tempted, why wouldn't he be tempted.

"It's true that people are greedy, and even I am no exception, and I really want those weapons. ”

Hearing this, Ming Mo smiled slightly, and said, "It's just that I understand my ability better, it's okay to grab a heaven-rank weapon, but it's impossible to grab a saint-rank weapon, instead of wasting time to seize a heaven-rank weapon, it's better to give up those weapons and go to the next place to find something better." And I think that no matter how good the weapon is, it is always an external force, even if I hold a high-level weapon of the Holy Rank, not to mention whether I can exert its power, it is easy to rely on the weapon, and I will ignore my own cultivation, only my own strength is really powerful, if I cultivate to the peak, even if I hold a branch in my hand, it can be compared to an artifact. ”

Ming Mo looked at Mu Xinglan's somewhat enlightened expression, and said with a smile: "I also have a high-level weapon, but if it weren't for the danger of my life, I wouldn't use it, it would only slow down my pace of getting stronger." After Ming Mo finished speaking, he just looked at Mu Xinglan quietly, waiting for her understanding.

After pondering for a while, Mu Xinglan came back to her senses, took a deep breath, looked at Ming Mo with a somewhat complicated expression, and said, "I can't imagine that I have lived for so many years and I am not as open as you as a sixteen-year-old young man, it seems that I really ignored this point before, but I really want to ask, are you really only sixteen years old?"