Feng Mojin looked at the mural, his mind buzzing.
It was as if a voice came out in my mind.
He began, "She seemed to be saying, Master, I finally found you."
In the mural, the girl is holding the snake body of the imperial teacher, vomiting blood and fainting.
He knew that the reason why the national teacher transformed into his original form was because someone told him that the girl was dead.
That's why he goes crazy and turns evil uncontrollably.
But the moment he saw that his apprentice was still alive, he regained his clarity of mind.
Then the black energy on the national teacher disappeared, and he gave his inner elixir to the girl to save her life.
Although the girl fell off the cliff and was rescued, she only saved her life temporarily, but she was actually seriously injured.
He can only use his inner elixir to save her.
Seeing the mural behind, Su Zhilan's heart trembled violently.
She knew how important the inner elixir was to the national master.
No matter he is a demon or the descendant of a snake god, he cannot lose his inner elixir.
"I see."
She felt that the master-disciple relationship depicted in the mural was a two-way journey.
But when we get here, the murals are gone.
There is no more story to tell if you want to know what happens next.
“The mural is gone, and no one knows what happened after that.”
Feng Mojin comforted her gently, "Don't worry, you'll find out eventually."
The many lights and shadows that flashed through his mind seemed to be telling him something.
I just didn't remember all of it.
But it was enough for him to understand some things about the Dayue Dynasty a thousand years ago.
Thinking of this, Feng Mojin's expression became serious.
There is no record of the history of the later period of the Dayue Dynasty, as if it were a blank.
Even archaeological research has not found the tombs of the emperors of the late Dayue Dynasty.
Even the contents of the national treasury seemed to have disappeared.
The historical records only contain a few sentences.
"Some of the antiques here look like they were made during the Great Yue Dynasty thousands of years ago."
Feng Mojin walked forward to take a look, "Indeed, this bronze artifact should have been something in the imperial palace a thousand years ago."
Feng Mojin looked at these things and felt very familiar.
One look and you'll know where it comes from.
This seems to be an instinctive judgment.
It was like a memory that was instinctively stored in his mind.
Su Zhilan said, "So it really is something from the Great Moon Dynasty."
"These things must be taken out, but the Su family can't get them cheaply."
"It's a pity that we can't take it out all at once."
Su Zhilan felt that these things would be conspicuous and easily discovered if they were moved out.
And it cannot be moved out all at once.
Feng Mojin found a jade bracelet among them and said, "This should be a space magic weapon. If you drop some blood on it, you can activate this magic weapon."
After hearing these words and looking at this inconspicuous bracelet, Su Zhilan was stunned.
“This is actually a magical weapon!”
She naturally knew how precious the magic weapon was.
That was a magical weapon that was made by weapon refiners before ancient times.
But later on, there were no more weapon refiners, and no more magical weapons would appear.
The few remaining magical instruments were all passed down from ancient times.
That is, something from tens of thousands of years ago.
Of course, there are very few magical instruments handed down from that time, so ordinary people naturally cannot see them.
These kinds of things are only in the hands of some ancient forces.
This was also the knowledge that Su Zhilan had learned before in the turbulence of time and space.
The reason why Su Baiwei dared to be so arrogant in the Su family was that she was not afraid of being dealt with by others.
It’s because she has a life-saving magic weapon on her.
That's why Su Zhilan didn't touch her easily.
Because even if I move her, it will be useless.
She has more than one or two magical weapons on her.
It can be seen that the Guyue Sect still has some foundation.
Su Baiwei's status in the Guyue Sect should be quite high, otherwise why would she order Feng Wanshuang to do things.
Magical instruments are good things.
Su Zhilan's eyes brightened as she held the jade bracelet in her hand.
She cut her finger and dripped blood on the bracelet.
The originally inconspicuous bracelet suddenly emitted a ray of light.
But it soon returned to its original state.
Su Zhilan immediately used her mind to see the space inside the bracelet.
"It really is a space, but it's empty inside."
Feng Mojin smiled and said, "You can put all these things into the space."
But he looked again and found a tower, "This should also be a magical weapon."
"It can be used for both offense and defense."
"Try it."
Su Zhilan also dripped blood as Feng Mojin said and collected the magic weapon.
After collecting the magic weapon, she suddenly gained a lot of knowledge in her mind, that is, how to use this tower.
Su Zhilan's eyes lit up, "This tower is really amazing."
"With this, I can now deal with those people from the Gu Yue Sect."
Thinking of this, Su Zhilan's lips curled up in a strange arc.
With the magic weapon protecting Su Zhilan, Feng Mojin can feel more at ease.
I didn't expect to gain such a reward from coming to the Su family's ancestral home.
Just this little thing alone can become such a magical tool.
The Ancient Moon Sect may very well have the treasury treasures of the Great Yue Dynasty.
This made Feng Mojin look a little solemn.
Of course, this is just speculation.
“I want to keep all these things in the space.”
Feng Mojin said gently, "You can take it in with your mind."
Su Zhilan did as she was told and tried to use her mind to collect everything here into the space.
Su Zhilan was a little surprised when she saw that all the things in the secret room had been put away.
"Magic weapons are still more useful."
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