Chapter 138: The Mo Family
"What a heavy axe!"
Taking the old man's axe, Qin Ziyun's face was shocked, this axe, which looked very ordinary, actually weighed hundreds of thousands of catties, Qin Ziyun was above the Vientiane Realm whether it was the prison body of Panlong Town or the realm, but he still felt a lot of difficulty when he picked up the axe.
Qin Ziyun didn't rush to make a move, his eyes flashed over the old man in front of him, this axe is so heavy, but in the hands of the old man, it is like a toy, Qin Ziyun can't see the strength of the old man, but the strength of the old man is definitely above the heaven and man, or higher.
"Click!"
A moment later, Qin Ziyun raised the axe in his hand and fell suddenly, the impact force generated in an instant made Qin Ziyun stumble for a while, and he almost fell to the ground, but only a faint white mark was left on the dead tree.
"Hahaha!"
"Young man, your strength is too weak, if you want to cut off the number here, I'm afraid you need a worthy weapon!"
Seeing Qin Ziyun's embarrassed appearance, the old man smiled with a smile, and said indifferently with his white beard with his right hand.
"Who the hell are you!"
Immediately, Qin Ziyun put down the axe in his hand, looked at the old man with a low face and asked, the old man's strength is definitely stronger than he imagined, and he is not an old man chopping wood.
"Me! It's just an old man who is dying, since you can enter here, it means that you have a relationship with our Mo family, let's go, I'll take you to another place! ”
Seeing Qin Ziyun's serious expression, the old man stopped laughing, picked up the hand axe on the ground, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest, while Qin Ziyun also followed him.
"Luo'er, your grandfather will be back in a while, the beast forest is very dangerous, you can't go in if you're still young!"
"Grandpa said he was going to give me a bear ride!"
A quarter of an hour later, Qin Ziyun's eyes gradually widened, and a small village came into Qin Ziyun's eyes, and in front of the small village, there stood a man and a woman, the male was about eleven or twelve years old, and the female was only three or four years old.
"Grandpa! It's Grandpa back! ”
Suddenly, the two figures appeared, the little girl stumbled towards the old man, full of joy, Qin Ziyun saw this scene, his face was calm, but his heart had already turned a monstrous wave.
This little girl, who looked to be only three or four years old, gave Qin Ziyun a heavy sense of oppression.
"Oh, my good Luo'er, don't you miss grandpa!"
The old man wrapped the girl and smiled.
"Grandpa, who is he?"
At this time, Luo'er noticed Qin Ziyun, and asked with two big eyes staring at Qin Ziyun.
"Hello, my name is Qin Ziyun!"
Luo Er has two whips on her head, she looks like a tiger head, and her two big eyes are very attractive.
"Hello, my name is Lolo!"
The little girl said in the same way as Qin Ziyun.
"Hahaha. My good grandson, this is a treasure brought back by my grandfather. ”
"You and your brother go to play first, and grandpa will give you a bear ride later!"
The old man handed Luo Luo to the man, and his eyes motioned for the two to leave, and then the old man took Qin Ziyun and walked towards the room.
This village is not big, and the number of people is only more than a hundred, following the old man, Qin Ziyun saw dozens of people, and Qin Ziyun couldn't see through the strength.
"Here, this is the best tea that the old man specially hid."
After a few breaths, the two sat opposite each other, and with a slight wave of the old man's sleeve, a burst of tea fragrance overflowed all around.
"Who the hell are you?"
Finally, Qin Ziyun asked again, whether it was the strength of the old man or the entire village, it was not as simple as it seemed, so Qin Ziyun asked again.
"To tell you the truth, old man, I've been waiting for you for 10,000 years!"
A glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and Qin Ziyun did not speak, but continued to listen to what the old man said.
"I know you don't know a lot of things, so I can tell you right now that my surname is Mo Tianji, and I am the third generation head of the Mo family."
"Mo family! Mohism! ”
Listening to the old man mention these two words again, Qin Ziyun's face suddenly changed greatly, as if he remembered something, when the old man talked about the Mo family before, Qin Ziyun didn't care, these two words just sounded slightly familiar, and Qin Ziyun didn't understand until now.
"Valley of the Divine Soldiers—Mojia"
Whoever hears these words will react like this.
In the entire Gu Yuan Continent, there are two places that have existed for the longest time, the first is the Wind Snow Pavilion of Fengxue Mountain, and the other is the Mo family of Shenbing Valley.
Although these two places have existed for 10,000 years, they have never appeared in front of the world, this Divine Weapon Valley is a place for refining weapons, and in the entire Gu Yuan Continent, all the divine weapons are from the Divine Weapon Valley.
Legend has it that there is an artifact in the Valley of the Divine Soldiers, called Heavenly Silence, which can compete with the heavens, even if it is a child, as long as he holds the Heavenly Silence, even the celestial people are not opponents.
Even the seal in Qin Ziyun's storage ring is from the Divine Soldier Gu Mo family.
"Ten thousand years ago, as the number one force on the continent, our Divine Soldier Valley could be said to be the number one force on the continent, and no one dared to compete with it, and no matter what time it was, we couldn't think we were strong."
"In that generation, our Divine Soldier Valley was slaughtered, and I was captured here to refine the Divine Weapon for the Netherworld Generation, you see this mountain, this village, and the people here, all of them were trained by me!"
Speaking of this, Mo Qianji's eyes showed a trace of sorrow.
"I've waited for thousands of times, he finally died, I didn't expect him to set a ban here before he died, if I want to go out from here, there are only two ways, the first is to refine ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine magic, or get the approval of the master of the Netherworld Tower!"
"If I'm not mistaken, you're the master of this generation of the Nether Tower!"
"Yes, I am indeed the master here."
Qin Ziyun didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it.
"Very good, now as long as you connect to the Nether Tower, and then lift the ban here, I can leave!"
"Impossible, there are ten layers in the Netherworld Tower, and my strength can only refine the first layer, if you want to refine it all, I'm afraid it will take a long time."
"I know, I didn't expect the owner of the Netherworld Tower in this area to be so weak, but I've been waiting for 10,000 years, and I don't care about this moment and a half."
Shocked, the old man's face was covered by a gloomy smile and said.
"Boy, as a benefit for you to let me out of here, I can help you improve your strength."
Suddenly, Qin Ziyun's complexion changed drastically, because the velocity of the space around him actually accelerated, and the scene began to change.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Ziyun's body had already ignited a fierce fire, or the flames could not be extinguished, and the strong burning sensation made Qin Ziyun's body unable to bear it.
With bursts of roars, Qin Ziyun felt a dimness in front of him, but he just couldn't fall asleep.