Chapter 133: Mohist Ancestral Land

In the southwest of Lanzhou, there is a high mountain called Baoyuntai.

The mountain is towering into the clouds, with jagged rocks, many cliffs, steep slopes and difficult roads, which can be called a natural danger.

However, it is this mountain that has remained natural in every way because it is inaccessible to humans.

Various small animals live on the mountain, and medicinal herbs and plants are in endless supply, making it a paradise in the eyes of herbalists.

At this time, Mo Juren was standing on a cliff on the waist of Baoyuntai Mountain and released the cloud-winged bird in his hand.

After eating a large amount of white millet balls, the little bird finally began to undergo some changes and became a little bigger.

The "little bird" that was only the size of two fingers before has now grown to the size of three fingers and can be called a "little bird".

The most obvious change is that it has one more skill.

As the cloud-winged bird flew out of Mo Juren's hand, lightning flashed between its wings. With a "surprise" sound, it immediately disappeared and appeared in front of him in an instant.

After two or three more times, only three shadows were left in the air, and the Cloud-Winged Bird had flown far away into the sky.

This move is a bit like the thunder and fire in the palm of the mountain ape beast, and also like Mo Juren's Luoyan Step. It is the second unique move of the Cloud Winged Bird besides its flying speed.

Mo Juren looked at the "little yellow-haired" bird flying away like a show of skill, with a look of helplessness on his face.

I really want to call it back and give it a lesson. After all, this little guy can only use lightning acceleration five or six times a day.

This rare ability must be used only in dangerous or important moments.

But this little guy showed off every time he took off, as if he was showing it off deliberately for Mo Juren, which made him feel annoyed.

Fortunately, this little guy is now smarter and can understand Mo Juren's instructions better.

This made it much smarter when on alert, which made him feel a little relieved.

There is a hidden valley at the foot of the cliff where Mo Juren was standing. The valley was shaded by big trees and the ground below could not be seen.

At first glance, there are lush green leaves everywhere. In a place like this where the sky is blocked out, there should be no sunlight or rain to nourish the ground.

Therefore, ordinary herbalists can tell at a glance that no good herbs will grow at the bottom of the valley.

So no one would go to the trouble of using a rope to descend into the valley to look for anything.

And this place happens to be the ancestral land of the Mohist school passed down from generation to generation.

In the past, any member of the Mo clan who had high prestige would be buried here with great effort after his death.

At the foot of Baoyuntai Mountain is the ancestral home of the Mohist school.

The Mo family has lived here for generations, passing down their medical knowledge and pharmacology. The Mo family doctors are extremely famous in Lanzhou.

But later, a few generations before Mo Juren, the Mohist family began to decline and could no longer survive in this remote place.

So the whole family moved away and moved to a town near Jiayuan City to seek other ways out.

This ancestral land was gradually forgotten.

As the eldest son of the legitimate family, Mo Juren inherited the family heirloom, the Nuanyang Jade.

When I was young, whenever my father took out the jade to treat someone, he would carefully wrap the jade with cloth and would not tell the patient what was inside.

Then, he said to Mo Juren who was watching from the side,

"This is the Warm Sun Jade handed down from our Mo family. Warm Sun can dispel evil spirits. This is a mantra passed down from generation to generation." "If you have the chance, you must go to our ancestral land and bring this Warm Sun Jade with you. It can be used during worship."

The warm sun can dispel evil and can be used when visiting the Mohist ancestral land or worshipping.

Father Mo always told him these three sentences over and over again without getting tired of it.

When Mo Juren asked why, Mo's father could not answer. He just said that the previous generation told him and it should be passed down with Baoyu.

In the past, Mo Juren just thought that it was a statement deliberately left by his ancestors in order to encourage their descendants to visit the ancestral land to sweep the graves, so he never took it seriously.

Even Nuan Yang Baoyu was only regarded as a special auxiliary medical tool.

Later, after Mo Juren achieved great success in martial arts and became the leader of the "Ghost Hand" gang of the Lanzhou Jingjiao Society, he remembered this incident and brought a large number of his men to this place to pay homage.

He brought all his gang members to Baoyuntai and had them climb ropes to the valley below the cliff, only to find tombs, some of which had collapsed.

Mo Juren wanted to offer sacrifices, so he ordered people to start repairs. Unexpectedly, after a while, many people began to feel unwell, and the gang members who went down fell down one after another, and several died on the spot.

Only Mo Juren, because he had Nuan Yang Baoyu in his arms, had been safe and sound.

Later investigation revealed that these people were poisoned because they came into contact with some white mud and sand that were turned out from a collapsed tomb.

The more you come into contact with this white mud and sand, the more serious the poisoning will be.

With the help of Nuan Yang Baoyu, Mo Juren climbed down the cliff again and took out some of the white mud and sand.

It was discovered that this is a poisonous substance. When exposed to the air, it will release colorless and odorless poisonous gas, which can harm people invisibly.

Mo Juren called it "poisonous tomb sand" and from then on he carefully kept it and carried it with him, and used it to deceive many people.

Including the immortal cultivator Yu Zitong, who was also knocked down by this poison.

At that time, there was too much aersenite overflowing from the tomb and it was impossible to clean it up completely.

In addition, so many of his men died at that time, so the memorial service was left unfinished. They just hurriedly went through the motions on the cliff and then left.

So Mo Juren no longer bothered about this matter, and he rarely took out the Nuanyang Jade to use.

Mo Juren took out the Nuan Yang Jade from his storage bag and looked at it carefully.

Just by holding this beautiful green jade in your hand, you can feel the red glow and warmth in the jade.

In the past, once you input true energy, it would emit a unique red light, making people feel as comfortable as basking in the sun.

Now that Mo Juren has no true energy, he can only input magic power, which can also stimulate red light, and magic power is even more compatible with the Nuan Yang Jade.

He had tried this after he took it back from the Fourth Madam.

After the Nuan Yang Jade was infused with magical power, the entire jade glowed brightly red, like a warm stove.

Moreover, the amount of magic power it can contain seems to have no limit. The more it inputs, the larger the range of the red light emitted becomes, until it is large enough to include its entire body.

This process naturally consumes a lot of mana, even more than the Wind Control Technique.

Before, Mo Juren was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he was afraid that he could not keep outputting magic power for long, so he did not come back to explore the ancestral land after getting it.

According to his idea, it would be best to keep practicing until your cultivation level cannot be improved anymore, that would be the most reliable way.

But from Jin Lianfei to Li Yan, from Diao Lianzheng to Jinhua Granny, the more he knew, the more he felt like there was an invisible hand forcing him to arrive early, otherwise he would miss something.

(End of this chapter)