Luban key?

Mo Wentian murmured to himself. At this time, there was a black token in his hand. He held it like gold and jade in his hand. I don’t know what material it was made of. There was a strip of patterns on it, which seemed to look like a key.

This is the relics of Xu Fu handed over to him when Mrs. Xu was dying. Of course, this was just a key, but the lock was in the palace of Lu State. It was the famous Treasure Hall and the spiritual weapon of the country inherited by Lu Ban.

Lu Ban, the true king of Nascent Soul in the ancient times of Lu State, was the head of the Kaishan Sect of the Holy Artifact Sect, but his other identity was an eighth-level weapon refiner. This is an existence that shocked the past and present. It is unprecedented in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, and should also be a descendant.

Eighth-level weapon refiners can refine low-grade spiritual weapons. This treasure hall was made of Lu Ban. Although it seems an ordinary hall, the things it can hold are definitely several times more than itself. There have been a teacher from the Holy Confucian School of the Sect and Confucian School to convert, and this hall can completely accommodate a hill.

However, the Treasure Hall was divided into tens of thousands of pieces, and the space in each room was limited, but it was equipped with a unique key and was supplemented by a special password. You must open the space to store and retrieve items when both are both. Otherwise, even the True King of Nascent Soul, who has a great cultivation level, will not be able to forcibly break through the palace and enter.

Lu Ban advocates both love and non-attack, and refining spiritual weapons is mainly based on defense. The purpose of his refining this White Treasure Hall is to ensure that the Lu family inheritance is continuous. Even if a strong enemy breaks the city, he cannot open the main hall. The remains of his ancestors can be preserved. This is a precious wealth for future generations.

All, the Luban Treasure Hall became a warehouse in Lu State, but it was mainly used by the powerful and powerful people in Lu State. The Saint Confucian Sect and the Saint Instrument Sect also had corresponding quotas. It was not surprising that Xu Fu's relics were left in this hall.

However, it is not that easy to get things from the Treasure Hall. There are masters of the Holy Confucian Sect and the Golden Elixir of the Holy Artifact Sect day and night, and there are even the Supreme Elder in the Fake Infant Realm. If it weren't for holding the Duke of Lu's handwriting, you wouldn't be able to get close to this hall easily.

"Mrs. Xu, what you gave to me is not Xu Fu's relics, but a difficult problem."

Mo Wentian couldn't help but smile bitterly. He played with the Lu Ban key in his hand, but knew that Lu had to go and refine the twelve spiritual medicines from the Infant Pill. Even if he used the power of the Three Kingdoms to search and bought it in Wanzhen Tower, he would only get six main medicines, which were more than half the difference between the completion.

The path of immortality is vague, and it is not easy to fake infants, and the path of Nascent Soul is even more difficult.

But if there is a glimmer of opportunity, he cannot give up. After all, Xu Fu is a seventh-level alchemist and has tried to refine the baby-killing pill. Maybe he has the required elixirs, and his relics must not be missed.

The trip to Lu is bound to be won, and you must go there.

At this moment, the sound of night owls came from outside the hall, which seemed to be there and not, as if it was conveying some signal.

Mo Wentian immediately understood it, so he put away the Luban key, waved his hand and wiped out the candlelight in the hall, and at the same time he created a soundproof barrier.

"Squeak!"

The two hall doors were gently pushed open by the wind, and the moonlight immediately sprinkled in, but at the same time, there was a dwarf-like figure.

The hall gate immediately closed, and the black shadow dangled forward, and a respectful and hoarse voice came out.

"Wang Ai of Shadow Hall, pay homage to the head!"

Mo Wentian nodded slightly, glanced at the tiger's eyes and said with a smile: "Yu Ai'er, it's just a few days since you saw it. Your cultivation has been radical, which is really gratifying."

Speaking of this, his voice paused slightly and continued, "I have assigned the Sand Snake to you. From now on, she will be a disciple of Shadow Hall. Although your cultivation is not as good as her, in terms of talent, there is no need to be any pressure."

"Yes, the head!"

Wang Ai clasped his fists with shame, and it was said that his subordinates were stronger than him, which was untolerable for the superiors. It was naturally a spur to him, and he would never embarrass the head.

"The head of the sect, Song Xingcai's death, my subordinates found some clues."

Mo Wentian let out a 'eh' sound, but unexpectedly, in just a short time, Wang Ai actually found the clues and asked suspiciously: "Who did Liu Ai'er?"

"White Smoke!"

After Wang Ai said these two words, he seemed to be afraid of not being able to explain them, so he continued to add: "This person has a very high cultivation level and is the butler of Beidou Tianxuan Mansion."

"Bai Yan? Tianxuan Mansion?"

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly. It was not because he heard this name, but because he heard the name of Tianxuan Mansion. The Beidou Seven Stars Palace ranked second. Bai Yan could hold an important position in the housekeeper, so his strength should not be too low.

Back then, when Zheng Tianyuan fell in Junshan, the butler of Yaoguang Mansion, Grandma Heiyun, came. Her strength was already in the realm of fake infants, so Baiyan, butler was naturally better. Maybe he was a real king of Yuanying.

"What is the proof?"

Mo Wentian couldn't understand why Tianxuan Mansion wanted to kill Song Xingcai, but he soon thought of another person, and his expression became solemn, and even his breathing seemed a little uncomfortable.

Tianxuan Mansion, Tianyi Zhenwang!

This was his former enemy. After hearing the news from the True Lord Xingyue, this person was promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm a few days ago.

Although he was already in the Nascent Soul, he still had no chance to be promoted. However, this old enemy has become the real king of Nascent Soul. That is indeed not good news, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.

"Ji Bijian, when Song Xingcai fell, someone found traces of white smoke in Kangcheng."

Speaking of this, Wang Ai took out a jade bottle in his arms and said in a deep voice: "Also, my disciples went to the Song family tomb in Shuhu to dig out Song Xingcai's coffin for an autopsy, and found conclusive evidence in his body."

"This is……"

Mo Wentian immediately reached out and held the jade bottle in his hand and opened it. A wisp of white smoke overflowed inside, as if it was curling smoke from cooking, floating in the darkness.

"sharp!"

Mo Wen's eyes were like lightning, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, shining on the wisp of white smoke, reflecting a capillary silver needle, filled with extremely vicious evil spirits.

Song Xingcai's death was indeed done by Bai Yan, and the envoy behind him must be the True King of Tianyi.

I just don’t know what the purpose of killing Song Xingcai that day?

Could it be that it is also a kind of transaction, which is entrusted by the fierce young master, and it is not impossible. After all, it is rumored that the two have made friends with each other, so it is hard to say that there is no agreement in this matter?

Moreover, Tianyi is familiar with such things. When Zheng Tianyuan fell in Junshan, it was because he colluded with the True Lord of the Demon Swallowing Temple.

"The head of the sect, Bai Yan is not only the butler of Tianxuan Mansion, but also has a terrifying identity."

At this time, Wang Ai paused and said in a deep voice: "That is the leader of the Random Cultivator Alliance."

"Scattered Cultivation Alliance?"

Mo Wentian was stunned. This was his former old opponent. The rebellious forces that subverted Zheng State back then had dealt with during the Qi Refining Period, especially after the completion of the Golden Pill, I remembered to kill the four elders of Fengyu Thunder and Lightning. He inferred that the master behind the scenes was Tianyi, but he didn't expect that the connection was so far-reaching. The real backer of the Liberated Cultivator Alliance was actually Beidou Tianxuan Mansion.

But he had to be careful about this person, which made Mo Wentian feel afraid and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

The trees are fascinated by the forest, and the wind will destroy them!

The Wuji Sect grows and grows, controlling the territory of the Three Kingdoms, but the big tree attracts wind, and sooner or later the strong will covet it.

Although Beidou Tianxuan Mansion is tens of thousands of miles away from Mang Mountain, it is only a few days' journey for the True King of Nascent Soul.

If the True King is an enemy and comes to the foot of Mangshan, even if Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue join forces, all the disciples of the sect will come out in full swing, it will be difficult to resist.

Ye Wuying was in Di State and was about to go to Lu State. Even if he received the news in time, it was beyond the reach of the teleportation array. He could not return to the sect to rescue the yard immediately.

You must have top combat power to take charge of the sect, otherwise Mo Wentian would feel uneasy even if he was in Lu.

Soon, he thought of a person who was a guest elder of the sect. At this time, he was idle in the local city and the sect didn't have to worry about anything. How could he just get his salary and not work?

No, the sect cannot support idle people, so she must find something to do.

At this moment, Mo Wentian had made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "Wu Ai'er, inform the sand snake to prepare. I plan to go to Lu. You all come with you."

"yes!"

Wang Ai was about to bow and retreat, but hesitated and said, "Sect Master, the Song Shendao seems to have a strange intention, but he must be careful."

"It's okay!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand. The Song Shendao was originally ambitious and was unwilling to surrender to others. He knew this very well, but he didn't take it seriously.

"The Marquis of Donglai was restraining the court, Elder Tang controlled the military power, and the Jindan Sects of the Four Continents of Song State were all spies. I don't know that he could make any waves."

"yes!"

Wang Ai stopped talking, bowed to Mo Wentian, and left the hall respectfully, turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the night sky. It was silent from beginning to end, leaving no traces.

After he left, Mo Wentian did not remove the sound insulation barrier, but took out the thousand-mile sound transmission notes from the master's finger. Naturally, he wanted to transmit the sound transmission notes from the divine finger city, so that the idle guest elder, the elder, rushed to Mangshan.

After a while of lyrics, the notes of the sound transmission suddenly flew up and turned into lightning and disappeared into the hall.

In Kangcheng, a faint meteor cut through the night sky, as if it was falling towards Jingzhou, and it was like a floating light passing through the void, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The moon sets and the stars are sparse, the sky is far away and the clouds are dark, and it seems that it is about to brighten.

Above Ningzhou, a meteor broke through the sky like lightning and landed in the city lord's mansion in Dizhicheng.

"It's early in the morning, it's so annoying!"

In the lotus tent, a girl stretched her arms lazily, and the silk-made brocade bed quilt slid down, revealing her flawless body, as delicate as blooming flowers, and as beautiful as a poem.

"The lotus comes out of clear water, and you will naturally decorate it!"

In her delicate jade finger, there was a note that sent a thousand miles away, gradually dissipating the light.

The fragrance of red lotus roots leaves the jade mat in autumn, who sends brocade letters in the clouds?
Chapter completed!