"Amok Khan, you can also call me Mo Fangzhou by my name? Do you think there are no rules after leaving home?"
The man in white robe said coldly.
The shirtless dark burly man is naturally Amok Khan.
"Master Fangzhou, don't forget, I am a disciple of the Mohist family appointed by the Ninth Elder, and I am his direct disciple. Even you, you are not overpowering me, right?"
Amok Khan obviously didn't like Mo Fangzhou very much, and he didn't respect him very much, because this guy really bullied others too much. In the past, when he was in the Mo family, he used his power to bully others.
"Huh? A person with a foreign surname actually dares to be arrogant in front of me, Mo Fangzhou, right? A mere Ninth Elder, don't call me a loser. Even if the Ninth Elder is really here, what can he do to me? An elder.
Do you, the guy at the end of the courtyard, dare to challenge me? If this were in the Mo family, I would have killed you a hundred times."
The man in white robe said coldly.
"If you were not born in the Mo family, you would have died a hundred times."
Amok Khan said calmly.
"That's enough. This time, our Mo family is not here to embarrass ourselves."
The man with the white jade face said in a deep voice. He also had a folding fan in his hand, and his temperament was three points better than that of the man in white robes. If Jiang Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him. This man was obviously the one who was behind the Divine Screen.
There is someone who has cooperated with me, Mo Ling Dongchen!
Mo Ling Dongchen snorted, and Mo Fangzhou and Amok Khan also snorted and fell into silence. After all, Mo Ling Dongchen was the leader this time. When they entered Wangdi Mountain, his order was
Supreme command.
Mo Fangzhou looked at Mo Ling Dongchen with a hint of covetousness in his eyes. He stared at Mo Ling Dongchen coldly, but the cunning in his eyes was indescribable to outsiders.
Amok Khan also listened to Mo Ling Dongchen's words very much. After all, when he was in the tomb of the gods, Mo Ling Dongchen's strength won Amok Khan's respect. In these years in the Mo family, Amok Khan also owes Mo Ling Dongchen's respect.
He took care of Mo Ling Dongchen, so he always respected Mo Ling Dongchen.
The three of them traveled hundreds of miles without seeing any trace of wild beasts. Many wild beasts were turned into withered bones and turned into ashes at the first touch.
But at this moment, Amok Khan kicked a piece of wood. The dark wood almost tripped Mo Ling Dongchen, because he really didn't care. Looking at the ancient trees and rocks that still seemed to be solid, they all became
Powder, but this dead wood is extremely hard, unexpectedly not damaged at all, and looks extremely weird.
"What kind of broken wood is this?"
Amok Khan frowned and said with a gloomy face. He had just been angry with Mo Fangzhou, and now he kicked a broken piece of wood. How could he not be angry? Even the wood was against him.
"etc"
Mo Lingdongchen said in a deep voice, with a solemn look on his face.
"Whether it is ancient trees or rocks, birds or animals, they have all been reduced to ashes. Why is this log not damaged at all? It is just scorched black."
Mo Ling Dongchen's words shocked both Amokhan and Mo Fangzhou. Yes, this land was completely desolate whether it was burned by fire or struck by lightning. How could such ancient trees be so tough?
Woolen cloth?
Mo Ling Dongchen knew that this ancient tree was by no means simple. At least now he had no idea what it was, but it was definitely not a mortal thing.
"Could this be ten thousand-year-old agarwood?"
Mo Fangzhou said in a deep voice, cautiously.
Mo Ling Dongchen did not speak, but carefully observed the dark wood. There were eight invisible circular lines on it, which looked extremely strange.
"It is indeed a thousand-year-old agarwood, and it is a lightning-struck agarwood. It is extremely rare. It cannot be destroyed by lightning. It has been struck by lightning eight times and has not been damaged. It is enough to prove that this lightning-struck agarwood is a real treasure, and it is even...
More than a hundred thousand years ago, the older the agarwood, the higher its value, and this is especially true for lightning-struck agarwood."
Mo Ling Dongchen's words made Mo Fangzhou and Amok Khan freeze their breaths.
"Then how valuable is this agarwood?"
Amok Khan asked in a low voice.
"Let's put it this way, even if it's worth ten thousand gold, it won't be able to shake its value. What's more, this is a piece of agarwood that has experienced eight lightning strikes."
Mo Lingdongchen had a serious face and held his breath in concentration.
Mo Ling Dongchen took a breath of air. The value of this lightning-struck agarwood cannot be measured by money at all.
"It's enough to move the God Emperor. Because this lightning struck agarwood can arrange formations and refine divine elixirs. Even the legendary God Emperor may not have seen a few divine elixirs."
Mo Ling Dongchen's words made Amokhan and Mo Fangzhou lick their dry lips. It seems that they have picked up a real treasure this time they entered Wangdi Mountain. This lightning-struck agarwood is said to be
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is truly a rare treasure. The refining of divine elixirs has never been heard of or seen. Even if the Moh family is so powerful, they have never heard of divine elixirs.
"What about this lightning strike on agarwood?"
Mo Fangzhou said in a deep voice.
"Three points equal to one. If you give it to the family, you will get some rewards at most, and it is absolutely impossible to be worth the value of the lightning-struck agarwood."
Mo Ling Dongchen said lightly, suppressing the shock and excitement in his heart. The lightning struck the agarwood, making Amokhan and Mo Fangzhou completely red-eyed.
"good!"
This time, Mo Fangzhou and Amok Khan, who had always had disagreements, surprisingly stood on the same front.
There were a total of more than ten meters of lightning-struck agarwood, and the three of them were able to share more than three meters of it. Mo Fangzhou couldn't wait.
Mo Ling Dongchen took out the magic weapon in his hand and slashed it on the lightning agarwood, but to no avail, leaving only a shallow mark that was difficult to discern with the naked eye and unable to cut through the lightning agarwood at all.
"It is rumored that agarwood can only be broken by using Samadhi True Fire. Is it true?"
Mo Lingdongchen's face turned ugly and he said in shock.
"I don't believe it."
Mo Fangzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, took out the magic sword in his hand, and slashed hard at the lightning agarwood at his feet. The result was still the same, the lightning agarwood did not move at all.
"how so?"
Amok Khan also felt incredible. At this moment, a sneer appeared behind the three of them.
"Three idiots, are you able to get your hands on the lightning-struck agarwood? Quack, quack, quack."
The three of them immediately looked back. A thin, stern young man said with a smile. His deep eyes were like a bottomless pit, giving people a mysterious feeling. His hand was leaning on a cane.
, like a waning old man, but at his age, he is indeed a real young man.