He didn't know who this person in front of him was, but he knew in his heart that this person must have a deep relationship with him. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so similar.
The aura only lasted for a short period of time before it quieted down.
It was as if it had never appeared.
Mo Yan saw kindness, love, heartache, and tears in Mo Canglong's eyes.
Then, Mo Canglong sighed deeply,""Yan 'er, you should meet your third uncle first.”
Third Uncle? Mo Wudao?
Mo Yan only had a vague impression of the name Mo Wudao.
That was when she had just started to remember. Mo Yan had only seen her once. At that time, he had even hugged her and played with her kindly.
Who would have thought that after more than ten years, he would see Mo Wudao in this pavilion.
Moreover, he was no longer as high-spirited as before. Instead, he was sleeping in the pavilion.
Mo Yan was an obedient child. He bowed deeply to Mo Wudao.""Uncle, have a safe journey."
Before he could finish, he felt a pain in the back of his head.
"Bastard brat, your third uncle is not dead yet. He just suffered a serious injury and fell into a deep sleep. Otherwise, why do you think your third uncle's aura no longer suppresses us?”
Mo Yan rubbed his head awkwardly.
Then, the three of them stayed there for a while.
Mo Canglong led them to the stairs leading to the upper floor.
Instead of going upstairs, he went to the bottom of the stairs.
There was a hidden tab there, and he pulled it gently.
"Rumble!"
A dull sound was heard, and a passage leading to the lower level came into Mo Yan's sight.
"Secret room?" Mo Yan couldn't help but feel excited.
That's right, after opening this passage, that feeling was getting stronger and stronger.
Mo Yan couldn't help but clench his fists. He was getting more and more excited.
The truth of his resurrection might be right in front of him, and the opportunity for him to become stronger might be in his hands soon.
Gradually, Mo Yan stepped down the last step.
Mo Yan was presented with a narrow space. There were thumb-sized luminous pearls inlaid on the four sides, making the entire narrow space as bright as day.
In this space that was only a dozen square meters.
A huge coffin was placed in the middle of the pavilion.
The coffin was bronze in color, and the bronze rust was stuck to it.
On the side of the bronze coffin, there were ancient paintings carved on it.
However, the paintings were very simple and did not seem to be in order. They were made of some strange symbols.
If one looked closely, there were only three embossed.
Mo Yan could feel the strong sunlight from above, which was tightly tied to his body.
The aura on it was guiding him towards the bronze coffin.
The mysterious old man wanted to stop him, but he was stopped by Mo Canglong.
He believed that his grandson must have discovered this place because of the bronze coffin.
No, it should be said that the bronze coffin was attracting his grandson to find this place.
The bronze coffin must have cured the poison in Mo Yan's body and had some inexplicable relationship with the coffin.
The bronze coffin was very mysterious. Even Mo Canglong, who was knowledgeable, did not know how it came to be.
They only knew that on the day Mo Yan was born, he was found in an inconspicuous mountain outside of Flying Dragon City.
At that time, the astronomical phenomena were shocking. Although there were no auspicious signs such as dragons and phoenixes, the weather was still changing. The entire sky emitted a shocking pressure.
The surrounding spiritual energy and the old tombs around Flying Dragon City seemed to have become clear at that moment.
Then, the few families would fight for power.
At that time, the Mo Clan had also participated in the competition. This treasure had undoubtedly fallen into the hands of the Mo Clan.
A few years later, Mo Wudao went out adventuring and returned with heavy injuries. He was on the verge of death and was placed in a pavilion to recuperate.
Coincidentally, Mo Wudao was placed on the first floor, right above the underground bronze coffin.
Although Mo Wudao had not fully recovered and had yet to awaken, he was able to save his life and become an immortal.
In fact, Mo Wudao had not eaten or drunk anything in the past ten years.
Even so, he still survived. It would be hard to believe that he did not rely on the power of the bronze coffin.
Therefore, when Mo Yan was about to die, he was placed in the bronze coffin.
However, they didn't know that the bronze coffin didn't save Mo Yan. It only brought him here and turned him into a zombie.
Mo Canglong and the mysterious old man watched from afar. Mo Yan walked into the bronze coffin unconsciously like a demon.
The bronze coffin lid that had already been opened closed automatically without a single gap.
Mo Canglong and the mysterious old man were shocked. They quickly approached the bronze coffin.
He wanted to break open the bronze coffin and save Mo Yan.
However, they could not do anything to the bronze coffin. They could not even move it, let alone open it.
Left with no choice, the two of them could only wait by the side.
However, the bronze coffin did not seem to be very satisfied.
When the sun rose from the east outside, traces of Yang qi actually passed through the tightly sealed attic and were absorbed by the bronze coffin.
The entire bronze coffin burst out with dazzling light, like a small sun.
A powerful aura was emitted. The light did not make people feel warm, but it made people feel incomparably hot.
"Boom!"
The blinding hot light was like a sharp sword, striking towards Mo Canglong and the mysterious old man.
The two old men instantly released power that exceeded the Blood Yuan Realm, but they were still blasted out of the basement.
The moment the bronze coffin exploded with power, Mo Wudao, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform on the first floor, suddenly opened his eyes.
His gaze seemed to be tangible as he released two terrifying sword qi that bombarded the stone wall opposite him.
"Chi chi"
Their gazes left a shallow hole in the wall.
Mo Yan used all his strength, but he couldn't leave a mark on the wall. Mo Wudao, on the other hand, left two shallow stone pits on the wall with his eyes alone.
One could imagine how strong Mo Wudao was.
However, after waking up for a moment, he closed his eyes again, as if he had never woken up.#Transcendence Review Passed: Daguan Time:07 10 2019 6:46PM
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