"Just, what is this power left these things for?"

At this moment, a huge bald head emerged from the side, startling Mo Jue, and drew his sword in his hand.

"Don't! Don't get excited, it's the little monk!"

Looking at the cold and glittering long sword in Mo Jue's hand, the person who came immediately panicked and hurriedly said.

Mo Jue looked at it, who is this not a hopeless monk?

"I mage the mage, people are scared to death!"

After this hopeless monk woke up, he remained silent, and even his standing position was in the corner of everyone, which can be said to have a very low sense of existence.

If he hadn't spoken at this moment, Mo Jue would have forgotten that there was still a monk in his group.

The words of the hopeless monk also reminded Mo Jue and the others that it was impossible for the great power to leave this token without a purpose, but only he knew what this purpose was.

"Whatever he does, won't you know if you try it?"

Seeing that Mo Jue hesitated, Lu Qinghai, who had just walked over, said this.

After finishing speaking, he snatched the token from Mo Jue's hand and pressed it into the mark on the boulder, and Mo Jue didn't even have time to stop it.

This shows that the preparations have not been made, and it is difficult to try rashly, in case there is any accident, but the matter is a foregone conclusion, and Mo Jue did not say much.

He just silently took a few steps back, staring intently at the movement of the token.

A breeze came, bringing up a little bit of dust and raising the ink strands.

[How can there be no change at all?]

Mo Jue couldn't help but think like this in his heart, not to mention an accident, not even a little movement happened.

"Strange, could it be a glitch?"

Lu Qinghai muttered silently at this time, and then pressed his hand on the token, and a stream of spiritual power poured out along his arm, covering the token.

This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the wind was blowing, and the dust rolled up fascinated Mo Jue's eyes.

However, the wind only lasted for a short time before it subsided, and when Mo Jue opened his eyes again, he found that there was a huge word 'human' on the boulder.

"That's it?"

Lu Qinghai said dissatisfiedly, because except for one more word on the boulder, nothing else has changed.

After waiting for a long time, there was no change, and Lu Qinghai seemed to accept his fate, stretching out his hand to take out the token.

But the moment his hand rested on the token, the token suddenly turned into ashes and scattered all over the ground.

"Uh... I said I didn't mean to, do you believe me?"

Lu Qinghai turned around in embarrassment and said, the ghost knows that this token will be broken like this, he obviously didn't use his strength.

Mo didn't pay attention to Lu Qinghai's tricks, his attention was all on the word 'person' on the boulder.

What does this mean?]

The appearance of this word must have his own reason, but if there is only one word, there are many directions of interpretation, but Mo Jue is more inclined to one interpretation: that is the meaning of the human race.

Because this secret realm is not only the participation of the human race, but also the demon race.

In that case, the mountain is a resting place for their human race, or some other purpose.

Thinking of this, Mo couldn't help but stand up and walk to the edge of the peak to look into the distance.

In the distance, there were also three peaks, the same height as the peak they were on.

"Sure enough..."

Mo Jue silently said in his mouth, if his guess was not wrong, there must be one of those peaks engraved with the word 'demon' on it.

Mo Jue's actions attracted the attention of the others, and Fan Wenxuan was the first to ask, "Did you find anything?"

"Hmm. ”

After Mo Jue responded, he told his guess.

After listening to Mo Jue's speculation, Yuan Mengxian Jun's brows furrowed deeply, and then said, "If things are really as you guessed, junior brother, then things will be difficult."

As he spoke, Yuan Mengxian Jun cleared his throat and slowly said his guess: "This power to transform the secret realm should be a monk who is older than me, and it is estimated that it is a monk from the era when the human race and the demon race first disputed. I guess he did this with one purpose, to restart the war!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was a terrifying speculation that the war would be resumed! And it was a war between two races.

"I'm not crazy..."

Lu Qinghai couldn't hold back and complained.

This kind of thinking is only for crazy people, and ordinary people want to stay away from these racial disputes, and no one will take the initiative to make it up.

But then he reacted and asked, "No, if it's really like you said, then which race are the remaining two peaks?"

This is the only blind spot in the speculation of the two Mo Jue, there are a total of four peaks, one for the human race and one for the demon race, so what about the remaining two?

"If I'm not bad as expected, one is an evil cultivator, those guys are no longer considered Terrans in the strict sense of the word, and the other is..."

Yuan Meng Xianjun opened his mouth to explain, but the strange thing was that in the second half of the sentence, he clearly saw that his mouth was moving, but Mo Jue and they couldn't hear any sound.

[Is this like that again?]

This familiar scene made Mo never help but think like this, it was also like this before, the information was covered by power.

In other words, this is not something that Mo is qualified to know, at least not yet.

Yuan Meng Immortal Jun saw the puzzled look on Mo Jue's face, and he also knew what was going on, and immediately said, "The remaining mountain peak must be left without living creatures in the end, so don't worry." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Mo Jue noticed one point, that is, Yuan Meng Xianjun swore that there were no living creatures on the last mountain, which meant that he actually knew what race it would be.

And that race doesn't seem to be in this secret realm, which shouldn't be something to do given the huge base of the other three peaks.

[Is that race not in this world?, or is it extinct?]

A few doubts flashed in Mo Jue's heart, but he didn't dare to make up his mind.

The scene fell silent again, and finally Lu Qinghai spoke: "Alas, what's the use of talking about this now? Anyway, you can't get down, go to sleep, sleep." Anything in my dreams!"

After that, the little fat man walked to Lu Qingge's side and found a place to lie down at will.

Seeing this, Mo Jue could only sigh: "Alas, it's all gone, and now I can only wait and see what happens." ”

When everyone else had dispersed, Mo Jue stared at the mountain peaks in the distance and sighed faintly.

Things were once again beyond his expectations, and if their guess really came true, it would actually be the most unfavorable situation for Mo Jue.

Because the human race itself is a race that is good at infighting, it is absolutely impossible to unite until the moment of life and death, let alone a group of forces like the Ji family.

And his own state of mind problem is urgently needed to be solved, and because of the previous incident, there is a little more rift in the relationship between Lu Qinghai and Mo Jue.

The more Mo Jue thought about it, the more bored he felt, so he simply took out a pot of spirits and brought it to his mouth.

The moon hung high, and there were only a few remnant clouds in the sky.

This should have been an extremely beautiful scenery, but it made the boredom in Mo Jue's heart a little deeper.

Beside him, there were a few empty wine jugs at random, Mo Jue had been sitting here for a long time, and the sound of the rest of the people breathing evenly could be heard in his ears, but Mo Jue didn't feel the slightest sleep.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and Mo Jue looked back.

I saw Fan Wenxuan helping Lu Qingge to his side, and put Lu Qingge down with great effort first, and then Fan Wenxuan asked, "Is there still wine?"

He had already seen that Mo Jue's state was wrong, but it was inconvenient for him to ask because there were too many people, so Fan Wenxuan waited until now to come.

"Well, sit. ”

Mo Jue answered, and took out a few jugs of spirits from the storage ring and placed them on the ground.

Fan Wenxuan was not polite, and after sitting down, he picked up a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth.

This is a unique tacit understanding between the two, Fan Wenxuan didn't ask Mo Jue what was wrong, and Mo Jue wouldn't take the initiative to say, just drink quietly at this time.

To be honest, Mo does not reject this feeling, and even enjoys it somewhat.

It is actually a very lucky thing to have someone who can be there for you when you are sad or even desperate, although you don't say a word, but every move shows that he will be.

However, this calm did not last long, and it was broken by Lu Qingge's cough.

"Ahem, ahem... What kind of wine is this, and why is it so strong?"

Seeing that Lu Qingge is a person who rarely drinks alcohol, it is normal to not be able to accept such strong wine at once, after all, this is Hu Anping's private collection.

In the past, Mo was reluctant to drink, after all, if he drank a little, he would drink less. It's just that I'm really bored today, so I took out a few pots.

Mo Jue smiled, took the wine jug from Lu Qing's singer, and took a new pot for him: "Since you can't get used to it, then you can drink this, fruit wine!"

Lu Qingge took it and took a sip of the letter suspiciously, only then did he believe Mo Jue's words.

Then the three of them drank one sip at a time, and strangely no one spoke.

I don't know how long it took, the bright moon slowly faded, and darkness struck, enveloping the three of them.

"Brother Mo, I have something to ask for. ”

Lu Qinghai suddenly said this, listening to the tone, it seemed that he had made a lot of determination.

Mo Jue glanced at him suspiciously, and was silent for a while before responding, "Well, you say." ”

In fact, Mo Jue had already guessed in his heart what Lu Qingge wanted to ask, it was nothing more than Lu Qinghai's matter, but Mo Jue had promised the latter before, and he couldn't let Lu Qingge know.

"Dare to ask my brother, but what is out of the ordinary?"

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Qingge opened his mouth, he asked about his younger brother, and looked at Mo Jue's face extremely seriously, as if he wanted to see some information from Mo Jue's face.

Mo Jue pondered for a moment and replied, "Why did Brother Lu say this?"

Although Mo Jue understood what Lu Qingge meant, he could only pretend to be confused, who made him agree to Lu Qinghai.