At the exit of the mountain, a bunch of monks of the four clans looked at Xiao He, who was alone, and hurriedly greeted him.

After a while, Xiao He, who was cleaned and neatly dressed, came, and in the big tent, there were the patriarchs of the four clans sitting inside, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

"He'er, what's going on inside, why do you all have frostbite, and it's cold ice that will never be erased?" Xiao Zhan, who was like Roshan, sat on the huge old man's chair and said with a solemn face.

The rest of the patriarchs also had solemn faces, as long as the expressions of Mo Xing did not change.

When Xiao He heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the Mo family, and his mind began to spin rapidly, he didn't know whether to say this matter or not, firstly, he was afraid of the revenge of the Mo Evil, God knows what the relationship between the Mo Evil and the Mo family is now, in case it is under the banner of chasing and killing on the surface, but it is like paint and glue behind the scenes.

Second, he didn't know if he would have an impact on the plans of the three clans after telling the truth, and after thinking for a while, he heard Xiao Zhan ask again, so he had to bite the bullet and say.

"We met the amethyst Lei Mang who had half a foot in the Qi refining period in the mountain without setting, waiting for a hundred years of chalcedony. ”

"After the fierce battle, Mo Rulong of the Mo family appeared and injured us with a pupil technique that he had never seen before. ”

Xiao He briefly recounted what happened, and while narrating, he looked at Mo Xing's face, and found that he was still the same, and he didn't say much, of course, he concealed the existence of Mo Xie.

During the process of his arrival, Xiao He walked around the camp and found that except for Duanmu Yun and Bai Qingshan, the rest of the disciples who followed them were almost all dead.

The few who survived were also unconscious, and after hearing the words of the monk who treated them, it was estimated that they would not wake up for the rest of their lives, and immediately realized that they were probably the only ones who had experienced the whole thing so far.

"The Mo family?"

The three patriarchs all turned their heads to the position of the ink punishment, and their eyes showed a dangerous gaze, as if they were waiting for the explanation of the ink punishment.

"My son Mo is like a dragon, how is it now?" Mo Xing did not immediately explain.

"Mo Rulong, I don't know, after I was injured, I quit immediately. Xiao He, with many years of experience in coaxing little girls, told a lie without blinking an eye.

To be honest, he didn't know why he was lying, probably because the majesty of the ink punishment was too great, which made people subconsciously swallow the truth in their stomachs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you might as well wait for my son to come back, how am I explaining it to you?"

"Mo Xing, do you just want to bring this matter over? Xiao He doesn't understand, it's because he doesn't have enough experience, do you still want the three of us to know everything like him?"

"As far as I know, this solid ice must have been caused by the Dream Sect's unique dreamy eyes. ”

Xiao Zhan and Bai Xiao, after all, are old foxes who have been dealing with the Mo family for many years, and they almost said the culprit throughout the entire incident in one sentence.

"You can't easily draw conclusions for the time being, if it is done by my Mo family's Qilin'er, my ink punishment should give you a result on behalf of the Mo family. Mo Xing said word by word, and at the same time, the tiger's eyes swept towards Xiao Zhan and Bai Xiao, which seemed to say, you two don't go too far.

The three patriarchs exchanged glances with each other, and they all had to stop talking, but this does not mean that the three of them will stop pursuing this matter, and they can tear a large piece of meat off the Mo family with their own parents, which is definitely a sure thing.

It's not that they're cold-blooded, after all, they are in the position of the head of the clan, so they have to plan for the sake of the family, even if they exchange their own children.

"I hope that the Mo patriarch will keep his promise. ”

With that, the three of them all got up from their seats and walked out of the big tent slowly, leaving only one person in the ink torture.

Peng!

After the three of them walked out, their faces, which were originally quite calm, were suddenly filled with anger, and they picked up the cup on the coffee table casually and slammed it to the ground.

"Mo Si!" Mo Xing whispered to the dark corner of the big tent.

"In!"

A man shrouded in a black robe appeared in the big tent, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his head bowed, and said in a deep voice.

"Go find out the news of Rulong. ”

Mo Xing's face full of anger suddenly calmed down, he was in a high position and knew that it was meaningless to release his anger now for the current situation, and only by letting him calm down could he face the prying eyes of the three families.

"Yes. Mo Si answered, then turned around and disappeared in place.

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The mine cave that produces hundred-year-old chalcedony is very gloomy and cold, and from time to time a cold wind blows out of the dark hole, as if it is blown out of hell, making Mo Xie subconsciously tremble twice.

呲~~呲~~呲~~

Countless bats were intruded by the ink evil, and they were so shocked that a few even hit their heads on the mountain wall and slipped to the ground unconscious, which was really a bit unlucky.

The ground under his feet was very uneven, and the feces that had accumulated in it for many years made the cave dangerous, and Mo Xishen kept advancing into it with one shallow foot, and the pungent stench came to his nose.

However, Mo Xie didn't care about these details at the moment, his mind was now full of hurry up and find the hundred-year-old chalcedony, the ancestral spirit root that was about to be completely shattered by the early treatment.

After defeating Mo Bai, he had an extremely bold idea in his heart, and if this idea could succeed, he would become the first crab person who had never been seen before.

He wanted to reshape his whole body with the innate qi emanating from the ancestral spirit root, and this idea was a reference to the environment that does not fall.

The ancestral spirit root is like a big tree rooted in the land, so if this big tree is big enough and has enough roots, then one day it will use its roots to encroach on all the land.

At that time, will we be stepping on the earth, or the roots of trees?

And what Mo Xie has to do is to transform all the meridians and internal organs in his body according to the spiritual root, his own meridians are the roots of the spiritual root, and his internal organs and bones are the spiritual root skeleton.

Your own body is the spiritual root.

Now that Mo Xie thinks of this thought, he is also trembling, this is not excitement, but fear, after all, the idea is too bold, some of it makes him unbearable, it is really the result of death if he is not careful.

As for why he is looking for a hundred years of chalcedony, it is because he can't realize this idea alone, before that, a hundred years of chalcedony is an indispensable thing, after all, he still needs treatment, he can't just be so bare hard steel, we have to take medicine to restore blood.

"Let's hope it works. ”

To be honest, if there is no other choice, the ghost will play with his life.

A quarter of an hour later.

As the ink demon continued to advance deeper, it had reached a deep position in the cave, and the bat droppings had long since disappeared, replaced by jade that emitted a glowing soft light.

This jade is milky white, unusually crystal clear, and in some places you can even clearly see the distance of a few meters away, and you can know that it is the top jade material at a glance, and you can take out a piece of it casually to make a mortal have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.

However, the fly in the ointment is that these white jades have no spiritual power at all, as if something gathers the aura of the entire mine.

Tick, tick.

At this time, the sound of water droplets echoed from the deeper part of the jade cave, and it was particularly clear in the silent jade cave.

As soon as Mo Xie heard this, his spirit was greatly lifted, and he hurriedly walked forward under his feet, and his eyes suddenly brightened, and the smell of fragrance rushed straight to Mo Xie's nose, making his originally exhausted body recover slightly.

In front of the ink evil, there is a large pit that has accumulated from stagnant water all the year round, with a diameter of dozens of meters, which is very spectacular, and it is difficult for the ink evil to imagine how many years it will take for this big pit to erode out.

Inside the big pit, there is not any stagnant water, but a fragrant hundred-year-old chalcedony, if it is packed in a jade bottle, it is estimated that there are not thousands of bottles that cannot be filled.