After overcoming the tribulation and being struck by lightning, she was reincarnated: She returned a

Mo Wuya felt that Rong Heng's face was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Most people have only heard of the name of Venerable Xiaoyao, and know very little about the rest.

Moreover, he always looked like he didn't want to be approached by strangers, so Mo Wuya naturally didn't dare to go up to him and cause trouble.

"Elder Jing, when we get out of the tomb, the Mo family will come to Xuanmen Sect in person to express our gratitude."

Mo Wuya suddenly felt fortunate that the Mo family was still very open-minded and did not object to disciples seeking to learn Taoism from a master outside.

If it weren't for this outer branch disciple, I wouldn't have gotten the good results today.

He had heard before that the great elder’s grandson Mo Chi seemed to have set his sights on a disciple from the outer branch, whose name seemed to be Mo Ji.

Mo Wuya became aware of Mo Ji's cultivation level again, and became more thoughtful.

"Young Master Mo, there is no need to thank me."

"However, Jingli has a question that I hope Young Master Mo can answer."

"Why are you all here?"

Although Jing Li asked the question knowing the answer, Mo Wuya's subsequent answer also cleared up some doubts for everyone.

"I'm sure you've heard about the Mohist school."

"To be honest, Elder, we are here to find our ancestors."

Lan Dai wanted to stop Mo Wuya, but Mo Wuya grabbed Lan Dai.

Mo Wuya has a special intuition that the person in front of him will bring some unexpected surprises.

Especially since the other party saved them.

Mo Wuya did not take out the map he had, but only orally described the approximate location of his ancestor's tomb.

Rong Heng had to admit that Mo Jia knew quite a lot of details, and he didn't know which servant had revealed it to Mo Jia back then.

As for Jing Li, the thought flashed through his mind: "As expected."

This world is so wonderful.

"Boss, please don't ruin the master's good deeds."

Rong San on this side gave many instructions and warnings.

Mo Ziyuan was speechless. The city lord had finally gotten the message, even though his actions were a little slow, but that was not important.

“I know. I know.”

Mo Ziyuan replied that he knew and appeared beside Jing Li the next second.

"Miss Jing, is it?"

Mo Ziyuan had a kind face and a smile.

“Hello, hello.”

"What's the matter, senior?"

Judging from the other party's actions just now, his cultivation must be higher than hers, so it is not wrong for Jing Li to call him senior.

"I can't afford it. I'm the master's subordinate."

"Miss Jing, you can just call me Ziyuan."

Mo Ziyuan just wanted to get closer to his future wife, but Rong Heng gave him a cold look.

He was about to blurt out the words but held them back.

He dared to guarantee that if he said anything more, he would be silenced by the adults.

Mo Ziyuan came here for many purposes. When he saw the descendants of Mohist School, he remembered that they were coming to dig his own grave.

However, his "tomb" had already been dug up by his master, leaving only an empty hole.

"Master, should I go after those people, or go with you?"

Mo Ziyuan paid only a second's attention to the descendants of Mohism.

His words made Rong Heng look sideways.

"You're not going to intervene?"

Rong Heng dug Mo Ziyuan out in the first place because he wanted to set him free, and he never regarded him as a subordinate.

Thousands of years have passed and the world has changed dramatically.

However, Mo Ziyuan believed in his heart that the City Lord would always be the City Lord, and he would follow him for the rest of his life until he died forever.

Rong Heng, "Come with me, I think you are familiar with the place."

"The girl may need your help too."

When this was mentioned, Mo Ziyuan's eyes lit up.

"Miss Jing, if you need anything, I will do my best to help you."

Mo Ziyuan immediately expressed his loyalty to Jing Li.

This feeling made Jingli feel very strange.

It's really awkward to call someone an old slave all the time with a face like that.

It seemed that the other person was already in the twilight years of an ordinary person.

Then the group set out again, but this time there was an additional group of people from the Mohist School.

Mo Ji helped convey Jing Li's meaning. They unexpectedly had the same destination, and there was no further explanation.

"Wuya, they just happened to be with us, isn't it too coincidental?"

It is true that the other party saved them, but one must always be careful with everything.

Lauder felt that there was something weird going on everywhere, but she couldn't tell what it was.

She asked Lan Tingxi a lot of questions, but all she got seemed to be information that she could find out by asking around, which made her feel uneasy.

"It's okay. Having them here may help us on this trip."

"The differences among the Mohist Clan have already been exposed. If the Patriarch does not take the initiative, the Mohist Clan may be destroyed because of the Great Elder and his men."

Mo Wuya's heart was burning with excitement when he thought of his ancestor. It would be good even if he could just get the inheritance or objects left behind by the other party.

The records describe that the Mohist School was the most powerful family at that time, and Patriarch Mo was the number one person under the Taoist Master Hunyuan.

There is also a portrait of the ancestor in the forbidden area of ​​Mohism. No one can match its grace and elegance except for the Taoist Master Hunyuan.

Mo Wuya's thoughts drifted further and further away.

And Mo Ziyuan in front of him was like a little bee, busy around the city lord and his wife.

Rong San: What on earth is the boss doing...

Rong Jiu: ...maybe I want to do something to help adults