Let’s talk about Chen Yulou’s excitement for a while, he finally noticed the expression of Partridge Whistle.

He naturally knew the reason.

So, he stepped forward and patted the shoulder of the Partridge Whistle gently and comforted him: "Brother, don't be discouraged. I haven't found it this time and there will be another time.

If I have relevant clues here in the future, I will definitely notify you in time."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, for holding your head!"

Partridge Whistle bowed gratitude.

It seems like a simple sentence, but it is of great significance to Partridge Whistle.

After all, Chen Yulou is the leader of Xiling.

Although the Moshan faction is as famous as the Heling River in the world, the number of people on both sides is very different.

Because of the curse passed down from generation to generation, the population of the mountain moves has become smaller and smaller.

It has become the only seedling of the generation of Partridge Whistle, with only one junior brother and one junior sister accompanying her.

The Xiling Sect is different, with thousands of disciples under the sect.

In this way, if people from the Xiling Sect help find the Dust Pearl, it will naturally increase a lot of opportunities and hope.

"Brother, you are polite. Speaking of which, you have saved Chen once. Chen naturally has to pay back this favor..."

At this time, Mo Ziming walked over.

"When talking about this dust bead... maybe, I can help you a little bit."

"oh?"

When he heard this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but look at his eyes and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

"This matter will be difficult to explain for a while. Please clean up here first and then talk about it later."

"Oh... OK, then thank me brother first!"

Although Partridge Whistle was a little disappointed, she still bowed her hand and thanked her with gratitude.

"Ship Luo, what should I do now?"

A subordinate looked at the things in the sarcophagus with red eyes.

Luo Laowai touched his beard and waved his hand: "Get out!"

Afterwards, Luo Laowai's subordinates and hundreds of disciples from the Xiling faction went up the mountain, set up centipede ladders, and began to carry things in the cave.

Looking at the lively scene, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, turned around and walked down the mountain.

“Master…”

Mo Ziming chased after him.

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, the disciple mainly wants to persuade the master not to have any psychological burden.

Now it seems that the reason why this Yuan Dynasty general chose this place as a cemetery was that he was guided by experts and wanted to practice ghost immortals.

As a result, the ghost immortal did not practice it, but instead became a corpse king.

I plundered so much gold, silver and treasures before my death, but I still felt uneasy after my death. I don’t know how many people I harmed, so…”

Before Mo Ziming finished speaking, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but waved his hand: "Okay, you don't have to talk too much, I know what I know."

"Hehe, just have a good idea. Take back the alchemy things, and the master also just studied the alchemy technique.

Maybe one day, a flash of spiritual light will lead to the method of refining the immortal pill..."

"Boy!" Uncle Jiu couldn't help but laugh and scolded and patted: "Is the immortal pill so easy to refine? Throughout history, many emperors and generals have been addicted to the art of immortality, and who has succeeded?"

"That's because they haven't found a real master."

"No, how can a real master be driven by others?"

Mo Zi nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Yes, yes, yes, just like the master."

"Boy..."

The master and apprentice talked and laughed, climbed and jumped quickly, and went all the way down the mountain.

This trip was a joy, except for... Partridge Whistle, the old foreigner, and the Hualing brother and sister.

After all, they did not come for money, but to find the dust pearl.

But he had to leave with nothing?

"Senior brother, the Qiu Sheng said before that he could help a little, could he have clues?"

When going down the mountain, the old foreigner couldn't help asking.

Partridge Whistle hunched: "It should be... no matter what, this is another silver lining of hope after all."

"Hope...where is the end?"

The old foreigner seemed a little discouraged and looked into the distance with a blurred look.

...

That night, Chen Yulou, Luo Laowai and others were very busy, busy directing their subordinates to transport and distribute spoils.

Seeing the crowd excited, partridge whistle, old foreigner, flower spirit felt very disappointed.

"Senior brother, why don't we... let's withdraw first?"

Hua Ling couldn't help but whisper.

"No hurry, Brother Qiusheng said he had clues about Huchenzhu."

"All right!"

Hua Ling sighed secretly.

She and the old foreigners had almost no hope for finding the Duchenzhu.

I don’t know how long it took, Mo Ziming took the initiative to come over.

After both sides made a polite conspiracy, Partridge Whistle asked anxiously: "I wonder if my brother has any clues? Can you tell me now?"

Mo Ziming smiled: "It's not inconvenient... Actually, I still know something about your family.

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Your tribe is the Zaglama tribe.

Back then, your ancestors discovered a mysterious ghost cave, but in order to peek at the secret of the ghost cave, they were subjected to a strange curse. All the tribesmen had an eye-shaped mark on their bodies…”

"How do you know these things?"

The Partridge Whistle couldn't help but exclaim.

When it comes to the mountain moving school, many people know about it, and they also know that the mountain moving school is looking for the Chenchen Pearl to get rid of the curse.

But what Mo Ziming mentioned is quite secret, such as the Zagrama tribe, ghost cave, and marks.

These secrets of Partridge Whistle have never been revealed to outsiders, but Mo Ziming said it nonsense. How could he not be surprised?

"Haha, it doesn't matter how I know, what's important is..."

Speaking of this, Mo Ziming had a thought and a bead with red light appeared in his palm.

"I have this!"

"This...this is..."

Partridge Whistle widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Oh my God! This...this..." The old foreigner also widened his eyes and stammered and couldn't speak.

Hua Ling's expression was even more exaggerated. He bit his fist with his teeth, and said tremblingly: "Senior Brother, is this... this... this is... the... the Hunchen Bead we have been looking for?"

"Yes, this bead is the Dust Bead. However, I prefer to call it Phoenix Gallbladder, which is more in line with its characteristics."

"Gulu..." Hua Ling swallowed her saliva with difficulty and said with anticipation: "Can you... show me?"

"Can!"

Mo Ziming smiled and handed it over.

He is not afraid of flower spirits, or the partridge whistle robbed his beads.

First of all, with his strength, even if the three Partridge Whistle join forces, they are far from his opponent.

Secondly, what if he gets it? He only needs one thought to take it back quietly.

"This...is really the Dust Bead?"

The old foreigner couldn't help but take two steps forward and stared at it carefully.

"What? Do you think it is fake?" Mo Ziming said happily.

"No, this is indeed the Lu Chen Bead... which is what my brother calls the Phoenix Balance. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see this bead in my lifetime."
To be continued...