Chapter 674 You are actually a descendant of Mo Dian
"Yes, Yangxuan is indeed my test subject. Moreover, Tiannanxing's plan has been successful immediately. It won't be long before they can perfectly resurrect Yangxuan..."
The Immortal Lady said: "However, my research on Xingye is not selfish, but for the inheritance of Mo Bian and the future of the entire Mo family...
Since the death of Mozi, the Mo family has been falling apart, fragmented, and fighting with each other to the death...
I have been in charge of Mo Bian for thousands of years, and I have always wanted to unify the Mohist family, but I have never succeeded...
In the past hundred years, although I was on Haiyue Island, by controlling Haiyue Island Master and Yang Ming, I conquered Lord Mo, Mo Mou, Mo Gong, Mo Doctor, and Mo Xian, and gathered the power and influence of the six factions.
It almost caught up with the scale of Mozi back then...
Moreover, I also built a new sacrificial place underground on Haiyue Island, which is this underwater city...
Now is the best time to unify the Mohist family and restore the glory of ancient Shu civilization. Therefore, I absolutely cannot die!
If I die, the Mo family will be in disarray again, without a leader, and I don’t know how many more years it will take before we can cheer up again!"
"Don't talk about you being so great!"
Jiang Zhonglou sneered: "For your own ambitions, you used any means to control the Mo family's Ba Mo. Yang Ming's whole family died because of this, and Mo Lian's mother and family were scattered...
Those Tiannanxing gangsters and people from Haiyue Island who do all kinds of evil have killed countless people, separated their wives and families, and destroyed their families. These are all caused by you!"
"For the greater good of all mankind, some ants must always be sacrificed..."
The Immortal Lady sighed.
"Higher interests? Huh! This is just a fig leaf for you to realize your ambitions!"
Jiang Zhonglou snorted coldly: "From the perspective of our Mo Xia faction, all kinds of frosts are free. Even if they are born like ants, they still have the freedom to choose their own way of survival...
Even if they are eliminated by nature, that is their freedom...
No one has the qualifications and power to impose his will on other people, to arrange or dominate their destiny!"
Although the master never told Jiang Zhonglou that he was Mo Xia's great son, what he had instilled in Jiang Zhonglou since he was a child was Mo Xia's thoughts...
Although Mo Xia acted chivalrously and helped those in need, he rarely interfered with the lives and destinies of ordinary people...
Natural selection, survival of the fittest, no one can make all people in this world survive according to the established pattern...
Because everyone is born free...
The fate arranged by heaven for everyone is different...
But the thought of Mo Bian's group is to unify the world and let all people live in one way and think in one way...
This may have certain advantages, but it goes against the law of heaven and becomes a tool for careerists to control people!
This is the biggest difference between Mo Xia and Mo Bian.
A person who advocates the world should not interfere too much in other people's lives...
The other advocated joining the WTO and wanted the whole world to listen to my orders!
"That's all, I didn't expect that you have been brainwashed by Mo Xia at such a young age..."
The Immortal Lady shook her head and sighed, seeming very regretful.
"Since you, the Mo Bian faction, have been presiding over the Mo family's sacrifices, you just have to offer sacrifices. Why do you have to drag us in?"
Jiang Zhonglou asked curiously.
Since Taoism is different and people do not want to conspire with each other, it is better to never interact with each other until death. Why does Mo Bian insist on bringing other branches of the Mohist family to perform sacrifices together?
"Didn't you see the words spelled out by the Silver Spirits on the wall of the Underground Ink City? The eight inks gather together and the Eye of Heaven reopens. If the eight inks don't gather together, the sacrifice cannot be started!" the Immortal Lady sighed.
"Forehead..."
Only then did Jiang Chonglou understand why the Mohist faction was deliberately trying to get all the Mohist tribes to join them.
It turns out that the Mo family's sacrifice can only be started when all eight Mo people gather together.
"Even if you have tricked us into arriving at Haiyue Island, Mo Ji's people are still not present. How can you start a new sacrifice?"
Jiang Zhonglou asked again curiously.
Even if Doctor Mo and Mo Xian have been subdued by the Immortal Lady, Mo Ji's successor, Mo Lian, will never bow to her.
"Although Mo Ji's rich man didn't come, this girl can still be considered as one of Mo Ji's, right?"
The Immortal Lady looked at Sanya.
"I?"
Sanya swallowed the tea she just drank and said in surprise: "I am not from Mo Ji. My grandfather gave me his Mo Jade Lock. I should be regarded as Mo Ji's great son."
"Although you are Mo Mou's son, you are also Dongqing's adopted daughter and Mo Lian's sister. Of course you can also be considered as Mo Ji's." The Immortal Lady added.
"Um...how do you define the descendants of the eight ink? The so-called gathering of the eight ink should mean that eight pieces of ink jade locks must be gathered together to open the sacrificial ceremony, right?"
Jiang Zhonglou guessed.
"The Eight Ink Gathering" must have a recognized prop. You can't just casually say who is the successor of that one ink...
The only thing that distinguishes the eight inks from each other is the ink jade lock that symbolizes Juzi's identity!
"Yes, you are very smart!" Madam Immortal nodded, "The purpose of the eight ink gatherings is indeed to put the eight ink jade locks of the Moh family on the altar together to start the Moh family's sacrifice."
"Then now that you are missing one of Mo Ji's Mo Jade Locks, wouldn't it mean that you can't start the sacrifice?"
"That's not necessarily the case..."
The Immortal Lady continued: "When Mozi built the Underground Mo City on Chongming Island more than two thousand years ago, the basic technology was extremely underdeveloped. Therefore, the facilities of the sacrificial place were very crude and the scale was too small...
Therefore, Mozi needs the eight ink jade locks to be placed together on the altar in order to generate powerful information energy and communicate with the gods in the outer world...
Now, the basic technology of earth civilization has undergone earth-shaking changes. The underwater city I built on Haiyue Island took seventy years. The precision and scale of the facilities are unmatched by the underground city...
You should have seen that the several hundred meters high tower on Haiyue Island is actually my enhanced antenna, which can double the information energy...
Therefore, as long as I have more than four black jade locks, their information energy, amplified and enhanced by the antenna, should be able to communicate with the gods in the outer world...
The most important thing is that your talents and qualifications are much better than mine, and your Mohist internal skills are much higher than mine. If you preside over the sacrifice, you will definitely be able to communicate with the gods effortlessly, without the need for the eight ink masters to gather together.
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During the test just now, you have received information from the gods outside the sky. Obviously, you are the Mohist saint predicted by Mo Xian, and you are naturally a more suitable candidate for sacrifice than me!"
"Forehead..."
Jiang Zhonglou was stunned.
The fragmented pictures and intermittent sounds that I saw in that machine just now were actually messages from the divine realm beyond the sky!
Only then did he understand that the Immortal Lady was telling the truth when she said that she would be lured to Haiyue Island and let herself preside over the sacrifice...
Only then did he understand why Tiannanxing wanted to blow up the Underground Mo City after getting the Green Jade Sky Eye. It turned out that there was no use there anymore...
The Immortal Lady has spent seventy years building a better, newer and larger sacrificial place on Haiyue Island, while the underground Black City was abandoned...
"Since you, Mo Bian, have inherited the ability to sacrifice, why are my talents and qualifications higher than yours?" Jiang Zhonglou asked in confusion, "I am the descendant of Mo Xia!"
"No, you are not the descendant of Mo Xia, you are actually the descendant of Mo Bian!" the Immortal Lady said in a deep voice.