In the quiet room of the Mo family, only Mo Fei, who was dressed in white, sat on the futon, his waist was straight, and his eyes were closed.

Suddenly there was a muffled grunt, followed by a "poof!" After Mo Fei spewed out a mouthful of blood that was stuffed in his chest, the chaotic spiritual power in his body felt a little better.

"It's really like this, Heavenly Dao prefers it! What can they do as mortals!

Could it be that they can only sit helplessly and watch Yu'er die! ”

Mo Fei covered his chest, looked sad and angry, muttered, and recalled in his mind the fortune telling for Yu'er just now, the leak of the heavenly machine:

The east is covered with dark clouds, and Yu'er's main star is dim, and the future is gray and white.

The most terrifying thing is that his main star is connected with the Child of Destiny, which is the image of life and death!

Isn't that the birth of the son of destiny, the birth of Yu'er, the death of the son of destiny, the death of Yu'er?

But the Son of Destiny has a life-threatening concern, and this is a death calamity, even if Heaven is favoritic, but the line of destiny cannot be easily changed.

Whether the Child of Destiny will survive this is truly unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Mo Fei gritted her teeth, made up her mind, got up from the futon, and came to a wall of the ashram.

Since the Heavenly Dao wants to bear the Mo family, the Mo family will not give up easily, it seems that that thing is really going to be taken out.

Fortunately, a hundred years ago, their Mo family ancestors already had a premonition and expected that something like this might happen in the future.

With the strength of the Jin Mo family, it took a hundred years to prepare that thing, and it was to be ready to take it out.

Mo Fei stretched out his index finger and put it on his mouth, and when he bit his teeth, his index finger broke a wound and blood flowed out.

She put the bloody index finger on the wall, and strangely enough, the wall was not stained red, but strangely absorbed her blood.

"Boom, boom, boom......" After a long time, the wall made a sound, and Mo Fei was willing to lower his index finger from the wall.

The white wall, slowly moving upwards, gradually revealed a hole as bright as day.

Mo Fei's long and slightly curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was no trace of surprise or strangeness under the eyes.

Mo Fei's footsteps, on the hollow floor, made a sound of "da, da, da......", echoing in the empty secret room.

In the secret room, it is not lit by modern light bulbs or tubes, but one after another night pearls, shining brightly, illuminating the whole secret room, like day!

If a night pearl inlaid in it is deducted from the wall now, I am afraid that an ordinary person can have hundreds of millions of wealth in an instant.

However, Mo Fei couldn't take his eyes off it, and walked forward with a firm pace, not looking much at these night pearls that shone with dazzling luster.

"Da!" Mo Fei came to the end, stopped, and stood in front of a white wall.

The charming, revealing all kinds of style, Danfeng eyes, with only resoluteness and respect in their eyes, stared directly at a painting opposite her.

In the painting, she is wearing a cyan cheongsam, with just the right amount of beauty, and her whole body exudes a gentle and demure temperament, especially her eyes.

This is a pair of red phoenix eyes, different from the general style of red phoenix eyes, the young women in the painting are all motherly gentleness and tranquility.

There is not a trace of the urge to blaspheme her, only respect!

"The ancestors of the Mo family are above, and the younger generation Mo Yu is not filial, and he has not been able to protect the junior Mo Yu, so he came here on purpose and knelt down to beg for the merit grass that has been enshrined for a hundred years.

I hope that the ancestors of the Mo family will accept the request of the younger generation, the junior of the Mo family, surnamed Mo Ziyu, is the only baby boy in our Mo family for a hundred years.

The genius of Destiny is now trying to serialize him with the Child of Destiny, the Son of Destiny is born, he is born, the Son of Destiny dies, he dies!

The younger generation is here, begging the ancestors to give me the merit grass, so that we can exchange with the heavens and get rid of this heavenly technique!

The younger generation Mo Fei and the juniors of the Mo family will be grateful, continue to save the world from suffering, and never do anything that hurts nature and reason, harms others and benefits themselves. ”

Mo Fei knelt down reverently, her eyes closed, and silently told the ancestor of the Mo family in her heart the reason why she came here to disturb her.

Just when Mo Fei closed her eyes and prayed sincerely, the beauty hanging in the painting seemed to move her eyes, but unfortunately, no one saw this scene.

No wind automatic. The painting moved on its own, revealing a small box hidden behind the painting.

Hearing the sound of the painting fanning, Mo Fei slowly opened the charming Danfeng eyes shining with the light of the stars.

Unexpectedly, the merit grass that the previous heads of the family had not succeeded in taking out was really curled up this time.

Mo Fei took out the box ecstatically and hugged it tightly to his chest, his whole body was full of gratitude, and he cried with joy.

Thank you, ancestor of the Mo family! Thank you, old man, for helping Mo Yu!

Mo Fei opened the box excitedly, and a tender green and verdant grass jumped into his eyes, obviously there was no soil, but this merit grass seemed to have just been written down, and the color was verdant!

There was also a faint fragrance, which made Mo Fei's heart relaxed, and the injury he suffered from forcibly spying on the heavenly machine before seemed to be a little better.

Mo Fei held the box with great respect in his heart, knelt down, knelt in front of the picture that once again restored his calm, and reverently recited: Thank you, ancestor!

Suddenly, a mysterious and affectionate female voice actually came into Mo Fei's ears:

"Scarlet, to save junior Yu'er, you need to find a daughter of heavenly blessing, after junior Yu'er takes the merit grass, she will combine with Yu'er's spiritual flesh.

Urge her blessings, let Yu'er's juniors communicate with God, and the merit grass can work! ”

Mo Fei was still frightened at first, suspecting that an outsider had infiltrated, but then she calmed down again, since she was the ancestor of the Mo family, there was no need to be afraid.

"May I ask the ancestor, where should the daughter of Tianfu find it, and she still needs the combination of spirit and flesh!"

Mo Fei anxiously raised his doubts, hoping that the ancestors of the Mo family would answer them.

"The daughter of Tianfu who was born in the leap year of the leap day, the fate of the predecessor was bumpy,

But there are always nobles to get along with, turn evil into good fortune, and finally keep the clouds open and see the moon when he is an adult, and he will be blessed from then on! ”

Mo Fei kept it in mind, knelt on the ground again, and said, "Then the ancestors, how should the younger generations find it, the sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack!" ”

The ethereal female voice of the ancestor of the Mo family gradually whispered, as if she had drifted thousands of miles away:

"Far away. It's close at hand, and sincerity is peaceful......"

Mo Fei got up from the ground in a hurry and shouted loudly: "Ancestor, don't go, slow down!" Ancestor, wait a little longer! ”

However, in addition to the empty echo, and the box that was still holding in his hand, the merit grass that shone with verdant light in it, as if it was just Huang Liang's dream just now.

Mo Fei looked down at the quaint box, thinking of the daughter of Tianfu, melancholy and happy, and didn't know how to describe this feeling for a while.

There is no elixir but no cure, where to find it!