Ming Zheng's departure was naturally due to a message from Mi Niang, and he was hesitating how to step down, so he just shook his hand and left.

It was a difficult thing, but unexpectedly because of Lin Mochen's matter, he had a better choice, and his good impression of Lin Mochen in his heart instantly reached its peak.

As for Xia Geng, he can only be left messy in the wind.

Xia Geng, who thought he would be able to suppress the master of the Ming Pavilion, stood in the void and did not leave for a long time.

"This Ming Zheng has come to the head of the snake, is it because of the news that he has gotten?"

Not to mention that Xia Geng is greedy for life and afraid of death, indecisive and so on, but there is one advantage that allows him to survive, that is, his suspicious nature.

Puzzled, he could only pass this information to the other patriarchs.

"Stratagem is not what I'm good at, I still take care of my bottom line. ”

If this sentence was heard by the other nine patriarchs, they would definitely laugh off their big teeth. The bottom line of the wall grass has always relied on the strength of others, as long as the strength is reached, it is not impossible to even uproot.

Three days is really just a sleep.

Lin Mochen, who opened his eyes, shook his head and shook off the hazy feeling in his eyes.

"I slept for three days and three nights in a row, it was so cool!"

As soon as the blood qi moved slightly, there was a crisp sound on the body, and the strength of the bones instantly returned to its peak. As for the mental, I have recovered to my best condition during the three-day break.

What's next?

Lin Mochen's mind turned, thinking about the next arrangement.

He didn't have any idea of finding another guide, and he hadn't seen how much of a thing had happened before.

First of all, he went to get two stones without his life, but found that there were a lot of them in his hands. Is your life so worthless?

In fact, it is no wonder that Lin Mochen would make such a move. In Mu Lao's message, the soul wood and stone are all treasures of heaven and earth, which can help monks understand heaven and earth and laws.

However, Lin Mochen overlooked one point, Mu Lao was more in the cultivation world, and as soon as he entered the zombie realm, he was suppressed into the Tomb of Silence.

Originally, he walked the Three Realms as an avatar, and he should have been able to discover the difference of the zombie kingdom. Unfortunately, his focus was on finding a way out of his predicament, and naturally he neglected something he was familiar with.

"Nangong Zhu is gone, Mi Niang is also gone, and she is a single dog again. Lin Mochen smiled slightly bitterly.

Finally caught up with the county lord, but was driven out by the county lord to wander; finally met a friend, because he turned against him; came to a personal protection of Mi Niang, but because he left again.

"Is this a lone life?"

"Brother Tuzhang must be busy with the details of various sacrificial ceremonies, Tu Tianming, a half-baked white-eyed wolf, can't get close, and the two elders who have a lot of friendship also have hidden murderous intentions. Patriarch...... You go on the side!"

As soon as he relaxed, the teasing was instantly possessed.

Lin Mochen, who didn't think of a result, still got out of bed and changed his clothes.

Walking out of the room neatly and neatly, there was no one in the hall, and the two little ones had been brought back to recuperate.

"Just had time to take a good look at the house. Lin Mochen raised his head and looked at the roof.

There were various patterns painted on the beams of the roof, including ancient beasts and various medicinal herbs, many of which Lin Mochen didn't even recognize.

Beneath it are simple but quaint patterns, apparently created by someone a long time ago. It looks extremely ordinary, but the above content is particularly surprising to Lin Mochen.

"This giant is armed with a giant axe, and he should be the legendary god of disk. These few strokes can convey this feeling of fearlessness and vitality, and the cultivation of this witch priest must have reached the realm of returning to the basics. Does this pan god really exist?"

The existence of the god of the disc is far before the god of stiffness. Although there is a witch clan to test, but after all, there is nothing left, and many people just regard him as a spiritual sustenance. Even the Wu clan has never confirmed the existence of the Pan God. Is this because of the taboo, or does the Wu clan feel that it is not necessary - the god of pan is just a legend.

Then there is the second painting, which has various objects such as mountains, water, heaven, and earth, revealing a new happiness.

"If the god of Pan is real, then this one should be his incarnation of all things, the beginning of heaven and earth. ”

Based on these two pictures alone, Lin Mochen failed to draw a final conclusion, and he did not find anything related after that.

The next one was extremely ugly, with all kinds of blood stains flying everywhere. Even without seeing a single corpse, one can feel a raging carnage.

"This should be the killing caused by the cultivation robbery in the eternal times, and it is indeed the battlefield of Shura. It seems that what Mu Lao said is not wrong, there was indeed a period of time when the world was crazy. ”

There are several in the middle, all of which are all kinds of killings, for magic weapons, for heaven and earth treasures, for a glimmer of life, for chance, and so on. Seeing that Lin Mochen's heart was surging, he almost wanted to hide the murderous aura in his body and burst out directly.

Suppressing the surging in his heart, he moved his gaze to the picture below.

"The Wu Clan is worthy of being an ancient race in heaven and earth, and its strength is really unfathomable. A few pictures made it almost difficult for me to control myself, and if it weren't for the light of purification, I'm afraid I would have become a killing maniac again. ”

"After the baptism of several pictures, this murderous aura seems to be a lot more quintessence, and it can almost be turned into substance. If you can't bear it yourself, sharpen it a little more and turn it into a killing sword. ”

The ignorant are fearless, and the ignorant are rampant. If the way of killing was so easy to follow, there would not be thousands of people who would go crazy halfway and destroy themselves.

"Is this a master?"

Lin Mochen is now looking at vertical lines, with different shades, and even different places. But he felt that he was a living cultivator, and he was a cultivator with profound mana, and his aura made him feel the urge to kneel.

"This hundred statues should be masters in heaven and earth, coercing one side. This aura is somewhat similar to the Wu Clan, it should be the ancestor of the Wu Clan, and it should be the great master of the Wu Clan at that time. The rest of the breath was extremely unfamiliar. ”

Without concretization, Lin Mochen could only vaguely feel this momentum, and the others couldn't sit down at all.

"Is this a tilt?"

It was a scene of the sky shattering, and a stone tablet emerged from the crack. And in the position of the stone monument, it was extremely thick, pressing the entire sky to that side.

Lin Mochen tried hard to see the stele clearly, but unfortunately, the stele was only a tiny one.

When he moved his gaze to the bottom of the image, there was a layer of white bones on the ground, which was a testament to the killing ahead.

"The old man doesn't make up stories!"