After moving away from the crowd of strange-faced fish, Mo Chong flipped his palm and took out the middle-aged scribe's storage bag. He still didn't know the identity of the middle-aged scribe, and what clues might be in the other party's storage bag. It would be great if you could find something that would help you in your current situation.

There are a lot of things in the storage bag. Most of them are metal ores, hedrons, and monster materials. Apparently a collection of middle-aged scribes for many years. In addition to these things, what is left is the spirit stone elixir. Among them, the pale cyan short knife that Mo Chong had seen before was also inside.

Mo Chong frowned. The middle-aged scribe's storage bag didn't have anything in his bag that would identify him, which was a bit of a problem. Not to mention that he couldn't know the identity of the other party, the other party temporarily asked him to hand over the bag to Bai Jingtang, which was also impossible to find. Or is the middle-aged scribe himself surnamed Bai, and Bai Jingtang is his nephew in his later life?

After carefully examining the contents of the storage bag, a small golden trinket suddenly caught Mo Chong's attention. It was a quaint gold ring. The golden ring was mixed with a pile of metal ore, and Mo Chong only thought it was one of the metal fragments. It was only upon closer inspection that it was recognized.

Mo Chong noticed the golden ring. It's because its style is exactly the same as the fire spirit ring that he got in the Five Spirits Ancestral Temple, which can drive the power of the surrounding flames.

Is this also a ring that can drive the power of the five elements? Mo Chong's heart moved, and he immediately grabbed the golden ring in his hand. His fire spirit ring is green, and the ring face is inlaid with red fire-attribute gemstones. This golden ring is red gold all over. It should be some kind of rare metal. On the ring face, it is set with an ocean-blue gemstone.

'Is there water in gold?'

Mo Chong's expression moved. Among the five elements. Gold begets water, water begets wood, and wood begets fire. His Fire Spirit Ring is a red fire attribute gem that nourishes with a wooden ring. The same should be true of the golden ring in front of you. It's a pity that the aquamarine gem set on the surface of this golden ring ring has a very obvious crack, almost splitting the gem in two, and there is no water attribute breath on it.

After a deep sigh, Mo Chong put the golden ring on his finger, and then drove it like a fire spirit ring. But after waiting for a while, nothing happened around. Obviously, the golden ring is no longer usable.

With a dark sigh, Mo Chong could only put away the golden ring. But there is an example of the golden ring. Mo Chong looked at the contents of the middle-aged scribe's storage bag more carefully. Not to mention this investigation, Mo Chong found a lot of strange things.

The first is four or five pieces of metal of various sizes, which are dark red in color and covered with patterns. It seems to be a fragment of a damaged magic weapon. But if you put it together, you'll find out. These metal fragments can actually form a token slightly larger than a palm, and the pattern on it is some kind of ancient script, which is exactly the same as the words on the plaque hanging in front of the Spirit Stone Palace before.

"Is this token a pass?did the middle-aged scribe break it himself, or did he get a few pieces of it?" Mo Chong frowned, and without any conclusion, he grabbed another item.

This is a jade easter egg. On a piece of pebble-shaped jade, a color map was drawn. Above it is a phoenix with its wings flapping or some kind of sacred bird. The reason why Mo Chong thinks that this jade egg also comes from here is because of the phoenix flying high in the picture. It's a vast expanse of blue water. In the blue waves, fish come to the surface. These swimming fish all have a human face, hanging or religious. Or longing, or expectant expressions. This strange fish with a human face can be found in the lake under his feet, and this jade egg is undoubtedly from here.

Finally, a scroll. Spread it out, you can see that there are words and pictures on it. Among them are the Five Elements Altar, the Spirit Stone Palace, and the strange area full of stone men and stone horses that Mo Chong visited before. But what is depressing is that the text next to the picture is still the kind of ancient text that cannot be understood, and Mo Chong can only be blind.

Judging from the strange things such as storage bags, the middle-aged scribe obviously knew a lot about the ancient ruins in front of him. It's a pity that Mo Chong didn't have a chance to ask anything more, and he didn't have a chance to say more.

Didn't find anything about the identity of the middle-aged scribe, only to add more doubts. Mo Chong sighed, and could only put away the miscellaneous items and continue to move forward.

I don't know if the lake is about to reach the edge, or if the direction Mo Chong is traveling in a good way. After paddling all night, although the shore of the lake was still not visible, the water of the lake was much shallower, not only were the strange fish gone, but the broken stone men and stone horses could be seen at the bottom of the lake.

Mo Chong perked up and immediately sped up his movements. After another half a day, the reeds growing on the shore could finally be seen in the distance, and the vast lake finally came to an end.

With his feet back on the ground, Mo Chong felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. As an immortal cultivator, he can control the light when he comes and goes, and there is a place where there is a ban on the sky, which is already very inconvenient for him. But after this time, Mo Chong didn't know. Can't fly, and being trapped on the water, that's the real life.

"Huh. Little guy in the Dan period? is only cultivated during the Dan period, and it can actually pass through this 'Dragon Lake'. ”

An old voice suddenly came into Mo Chong's ears, startling Mo Chong. Before he went ashore, he had clearly seen that there was no one on the shore, why was there a voice now?

While being surprised in his heart, Mo Chong immediately looked in the direction where the voice came from. I saw that there should have been no one on the shore of the lake, and there were two more old men standing opposite each other. The two old men, one in a black robe and the other in a purple robe, both of them were already gray-haired. The one in the purple robe turned out to be the Mu Zhenren of the Barbarian Sect. Unexpectedly, he finally caught up with the Yuanying Monk of the Barbarian Sect, and hit him squarely.

Mu Zhenren turned his back to Mo Chong, sneered at this time, and said, "Hmph." With so many people opening the way ahead, what's so strange about him being able to get here? However, since we are a monk of the human race, I see how you can fight me!"

Suddenly, I saw a wooden real person. Mo Chong's heart sank, and he didn't have time to pay attention to anything else. At this time, hearing Mu Zhenren's words, Mo Chong's heart moved. Only then did he find that the aura on the black-robed old man standing opposite Mu Zhenren was very strange, and he was actually a demon cultivator. Although the two were not fighting, they were obviously in some strange state of confrontation. Otherwise, Mu Zhenren would probably not have said what he said just now when he saw that the person who came was Mo Chong.

Mu Zhenren couldn't see Mo Chong. The black-robed demon cultivator who was standing face-to-face with Mu Zhenren was able to cut Mo Chong clearly. Although he didn't know what the relationship between Mo Chong and Mu Zhenren was, the strange expression on Mo Chong's face fell into his eyes.

The black-robed demon cultivator chuckled lightly and said, "This little friend must still be a little confused. The two of us fought for an ancient treasure, and we fought for a while. Now everyone is a little tired, that's why I'm standing here. The reason why Xiaoyou didn't notice us just now. It's because the mana aura of the two old guys collided with each other and swept the surrounding aura in. The breath does not emanate. The reeds were lush again, and Xiaoyou didn't see it. ”

Mu Zhenren snorted coldly and said: "Hmph! Fight!? This is something left by our monk ancestors, when will it be your turn to get involved with these demons? The old man has a lot of rewards!"

The black-robed demon cultivator looked at Mo Chong and smiled, "If I were you." I wouldn't do that. This old guy is talking nicely now. Wait for your help to kill me. He's going to kill you. You don't know what we're fighting for, do you? That's ......."

"Shut up!"

Before the black-robed demon cultivator could finish his sentence, he was already cut off by Mu Zhenren in one gulp, and said: "Bold demon, dare to be so rampant when you are dying." Speaking of this, he quickly turned his head and said: "You still ......" Mu Zhenren originally wanted to say, 'If you don't make a move, when will you wait', but when he saw that the person behind him was actually Mo Chong, he was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't spit out half a word when he came to his mouth.

The black-robed demon cultivator didn't take advantage of Mu Zhenren's stunned moment. Instead, he smiled at Mo Chong and said, "Do you want to know what the two of us are fighting for?"

Mo Chong nodded. He was indeed a little curious.

The black-robed demon cultivator smiled. He didn't say anything more, but flipped his palm and took out a bronze lotus flower slightly larger than a tea bowl from his arms. The style of the lotus flower is very simple, and at first glance you know that it is an old thing, and in the center of the lotus's heavy petals, there is a little soybean-sized fire. It turned out to be a bronze lamp.

"Since the thing is already in your hands, why don't you leave and entangle with him here?" Mo Chong said with some puzzlement.

The black-robed demon cultivator smiled: "You don't know this. This treasure is called 'Baolian Lantern'. Able to perceive all things and see thousands of miles. Although the one in my hand is only an imitation made by an ancient monk, the ancient prohibition left over from it is not trivial. If I can't lift some of the remaining ancient prohibitions above, I won't be able to go far even if I take it with me. ”

Mo Chong nodded and said, "I see. ”

Mu Zhenren finally spoke at this time. I only heard him say in a somewhat stiff tone: "Mo Chong." Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. In any case, we are both Terran monks, and if there is anything unpleasant, we can solve this demon. ”

Mo Chong sighed and said, "Unpleasant? The predecessor said it well, saying that it was to let me come down to help open a ban. But that prohibition is a prohibition that kills people. If it weren't for a little luck. At this moment, my soul is already gone, where is the opportunity to stand here and speak?"

When the black-robed demon cultivator heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Oh, the Five Elements Altar, right? It turned out that it was sacrificed at the altar of the five elements. Hehe. Five lives at a time, you are willing to give it up. ”

Mu Zhenren's face was gloomy. After a long pause, he said, "Hmph." Ink punch. If you don't make a move, do you think the old man will have no choice? Now that you have a shot to kill this demon cultivator, you can still fold the work. If you wait for someone else to come. If you don't obey the order, you have no respect for the sin of the elders, and if the circumstances are serious according to the door rules, you will be abolished and expelled from the door wall. ”

Mo Chong's face sank when he heard this, and he was still a little undecided. But listening to the tone now, Mu Zhenren really wanted to kill him afterwards. Case...... A cold light flashed in Mo Chong's eyes.

When he found that the two old guys in front of him were throwing rat traps at each other, Mo Chong was already thinking in his heart, whether to leave and let them fight each other to the death, or take the opportunity to take the opportunity to deal with both of them.

To deal with the existence of Yuanying Xiuwei, Mo Chong calculated and calculated, and only the green scoop Wanjun insect was slightly sure. If there is any treasure on the opponent's body that can block the attack of the green scoop worm, or if he can't succeed in one blow, it will be his turn to save his life. This is also the reason why Mo Chong has not made a move for a long time. But right now, Mu Zhenren has already released cruel words, if he doesn't make a move, and waits for the other party to free his hand, it will really be a dead end.

The cold light flickering in Mo Chong's eyes naturally all fell into the eyes of the black-robed demon cultivator. He was surprised that Mo Chong dared to have murderous intent when he heard the threat of a Yuanying monk, and his heart was also slightly cold. Now he and Mu Zhenren have been secretly competing. If the little guy in front of him is bold, and even he counts him, it will not be good. Although he didn't think that Mo Chong could kill him. But if there is any damage to the body, it will be too bad for the next competition for the imitation Baolian lantern, and maybe it will miss out because of this.

"Huh. Mu Daoyou, what you said is exaggerated. If you die here before anyone else else, who else will go to trouble this Mo Xiaoyou?" the black-robed demon cultivator smiled and said lukewarmly.

As soon as he said this, Mo Chong and Mu Zhenren's faces changed slightly.

Mu Zhenren sneered and said, "Hmph." The old man died here, who can kill the old man? Are you? Or Mo Chong, this kid? You are powerless. As for Mo Chong, even if he really has the guts, he doesn't have the ability!"

The black-robed demon cultivator smiled at Mo Chong and said, "Mo Xiaoyou, although this old wooden ghost is annoying, this sentence is true. It was not easy to kill him. Otherwise, I would have killed him. However, if you cooperate with me now, I am seventy or eighty percent sure that I will be able to kill him. As soon as this old guy dies, naturally no one will trouble you anymore. ”

Mu Zhenren's face changed again, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph." Will he help you?will he help you?" As he spoke, he glanced back at Mo Chong, and said coldly: "Mo Chong." Don't forget his demon cultivators. If you help him, you don't know what will happen to you afterwards. The old man's words just now were a bit heavy. The matter of the Five Elements Altar is that we don't live with you. When you go back, the old man will try to compensate you. (To be continued.) )