"This is her destiny, God's will cannot be violated!" Mo Huang responded again.
"Including you, King Xi, you also have your destiny!"
"Okay, that's all I'll tell you. I'll go down and wait for you. I believe you will come down and meet me soon!"
As he finished speaking, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
puff!
The next moment, a cloud of blood mist was seen spraying out from his atrium, and then he fell straight down.
A generation of heroes, the master of Mo Pavilion, fell like this!
When "Lord Pavilion Master" saw this scene, Mo Jia not far away let out a cry of pain, with endless grief on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, he dodged and ran towards the back of the compound.
Even the Pavilion Master was no match for the King of the West, and if he stayed any longer, he would obviously be waiting for death.
"Do I allow you to leave?" Ling Hao said solemnly, and chased after him like a phantom.
The teleportation speed of the Emperor Realm Dacheng is much higher than that of the Xiaocheng Realm. Within ten seconds, he has already caught up with the opponent within a hundred meters.
Immediately afterwards, he flipped his wrist and a sword shot out, as fast as lightning and as powerful as breaking bamboo.
laugh!
Without any surprise, the sword flashed past the shoulder of Mo Jia's right arm.
Immediately afterwards, one of Mo Jia's arms was broken off at shoulder level and fell to the ground, blood spurting out wildly.
"Yeah" Mo Jia groaned, fell down, and rolled several times on the ground.
"Do you have any chips to exchange for your life?" Ling Hao walked over steadily. "Can you give me the answer to the question I asked your Pavilion Master before?"
"I don't know." Mo Jia climbed up from the ground with difficulty, a look of panic flashing in his eyes.
Just because Mo Huang was able to accept death as if he were resigned to his fate does not mean that he can do the same.
However, he no longer had any thoughts of escaping. With his current situation, there was no hope at all.
"All arrangements
The people in each government office in the capital are personally responsible for the pavilion master, and they only follow the instructions of the pavilion master."
"Except for the forces here, where are the others in Mo Pavilion?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
Regarding the Yamen chess pieces, he believed that Mo Jia did not lie to him!
This is just like the informants placed by the Western Border Army and the Shadow Sect in some departments or some overseas countries, and are only responsible to a specific person!
For something that requires a high degree of confidentiality, naturally the fewer people know about it, the better!
Even Ling Hao didn't know most of the informants placed outside by the Western Border Army and the Shadow Sect!
Of course, this does not mean that he has no right to know. All informants have a special confidential file system. With his authority, he can naturally see it anytime and anywhere.
He just didn't have the energy to take care of this matter, so he gave full authority to the first person in charge of the files in the two offices to manage this group of people.
When he needs to use informants, the first person in charge of the file will activate the corresponding chess pieces.
"What do you mean?" Mo Jia was stunned for a moment and then continued.
"In addition to the headquarters, Mo Pavilion has only four branches. Since the four leaders fell one after another, all the staff have been called back."
"Except for the two or three thousand people in the compound, the rest are some grassroots disciples who are scattered outside to perform tasks. They"
"Do you think I want to get to know these people?" Ling Hao interrupted him coldly.
Naturally, he has no interest in these little soldiers and generals!
"I wonder what King Xi is referring to?" Mo Jia was stunned again.
"You still don't want to say it? Then I'll let you do it!" Ling Hao's tone deepened, and a coercive aura swept away.
"I really don't know what King Xi is referring to, and I hope King Xi can make it clear." Mo Jia quickly shouted.
Come.
"I want to know the true background of Mo Pavilion!" Ling Hao continued, "In addition to Mo Huang, Mo Pavilion should have a lot of high-end combat power. Where are they?"
"I don't know about this either." Mo Jia finally understood. After a pause, he continued to speak.
"We are only responsible to the Pavilion Master. As for who else is behind the Pavilion Master, we have no idea."
"I just accidentally heard the Pavilion Master mention once that in addition to the Elders' House at the headquarters, Mo Pavilion also has a Shadow Elders' House called Mozhai!"
"As for the function of Mo Zhai and who is in it, only the master of Mo Pavilion knows."
"I don't know what to ask, so what's the use of keeping you? Go down and accompany your pavilion master!" Ling Hao could see from his eyes that the other party probably didn't need to lie.
After saying that, he raised his sword to cut it off.
"No!" Mo Jia shouted again, "Please spare your life, King Xi. I have two things to tell King Xi. King Xi will definitely be interested!"
"Really?" Ling Hao paused briefly, "Let's talk about it and see if I can exchange your life!"
"Mo Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years and has accumulated a large number of rare treasures, all of which are collected in the treasure cave." Mo Jia took another deep breath and responded.
"The location of the treasure cave is extremely secret. If no one tells it, it will be impossible for outsiders to find it. I can lead the way for King Xi!"
"What about the second one?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
Although the rare treasures were slightly attractive to him, they were far from enough to make him tempted.
Without looking at it, he could probably guess that the so-called rare treasures, apart from money, were nothing more than rare medicinal materials or martial arts techniques used for cultivation.
As the young master of Tianshan, he really does not lack these things.
On the top of Tianshan Mountain, there is a huge underground warehouse
, including all the rare treasures in the world, if he wants, he can get them at any time.
"I wonder if King Xi has ever heard of Mo Chi?" Mo Jia asked.
"Mo Chi?" Ling Hao was stunned, "What the hell?"
"Mo Chi was created by a pavilion master thousands of years ago, and it is the most precious heritage of our Mo Pavilion!" Mo Jia responded.
"The pavilion master back then was not only a martial arts wizard, but also a powerful man who was proficient in various formations!"
"He blessed Mochi with a special formation that can condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If a warrior practices martial arts in Mochi, his breakthrough speed will be much higher than the outside world!"
"For example, if a warrior in the early stage of the God of War enters cultivation with sufficient spiritual energy in Mochi, if nothing unexpected happens, it will only take up to a month to cross a large realm and break through to the realm of War Lord."
"Oh?" After hearing this, Ling Hao's eyes perked up.
This matter really aroused his interest. He didn't expect such a magical formation.
After a slight pause, he looked at the other person and continued, "If your guess is correct, the spiritual energy in the ink pool should be limited, right? And it takes a lot of time to gather the spiritual energy, right?"
It's a very simple truth. If the spiritual energy in Mochi was unlimited, Mo Pavilion would have become the largest sect in the world!
"Yes!" Mo Jia nodded in response.
"Thousands of years ago, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on this planet was much richer than it is now. It only took one year for the spiritual energy in the Mochi to go from zero to full."
"But now, the external environment has been severely damaged, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become extremely thin."
"Even if Mochi is blessed with formations, if you start to gather the spiritual energy from scratch, it will take at least ten or twenty years to fully accumulate it."
"When the spiritual energy in the ink pool is abundant, how many people can practice at the same time?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
