Walking in the dark corridor, a faint mud and decay scent lingered at the nose, and the slight footsteps seemed monotonous and weird in the silence. It made people feel a sense of feeling in their hearts. However, the temperature of their lover from their palms made Xia Yuyao feel warm as spring, and the road ahead was completely invisible. Even if the next step was the abyss, Xia Yuyao felt happy, without a trace of hesitation and anxiety.

Fang Shi took Xia Yuyao's hand and tightened it gently. Then, the fluctuations of the concentric technique were like a drop of water falling on the lake water. An inaudible crisp sound called out the light. Xia Yuyao's eyes suddenly lit up, and the originally dark world suddenly became colorful.

This is of course different from the light. This is a world of yin and yang breath. The silver gray on the wall represents a pure negative earth-attribute aura. There are various faint halos in the air, which are mixed attributes filled with the air. These scents of different colors slowly float in the air, and are pushed away and rippled as the two people move.

"Uncle, the breath here is very weak."

Xia Yuyao was right. With Xia Yuyao's mental power of more than fifty points, she should be able to see the yin and yang breath of average strength, but after she stepped into the corridor, her eyes were pitch black, which only shows that the yin and yang breath here was very weak.

"Well, the yin and yang aura is bound in the wall, and the walls of the corridor are also part of the formation."

"oh."

Xia Yuyao responded softly, curiously looking into the depths of the corridor. The corridor was not a straight line, and there was a corner just a few meters away from the sight.

Fang Shi took Xia Yuyao's hand, and his feet were getting faster and faster. The ground in the corridor was very clean and there was not even dust. This was indeed a bit strange.

Both of them have practiced, and Xia Yuyao is a top-notch warrior. She acts quickly and secretly. After turning a few turns, a ray of light appeared in the corridor ahead. Xia Yuyao flipped her empty right hand, and several silver needles were pinched in her fingers, her eyes became sharper, and her body was slightly tense, like a beast preparing to hunt.

Fang Shi's fingers pressed slightly to slow down: "There is only one person inside."

"What should I do? Take it directly?"

"Don't worry, let's talk about it first. The communication seems to be blocked. Why don't you walk back and notify them?"

"don't want."

Fang Shi smiled silently: "Okay, I haven't made a sound for a while, don't take action."

Xia Yuyao nodded obediently: "I understand."

Let’s talk, Xia Yuyao let go of Fang Shi’s hand, touched her left hand behind her waist, and actually took out a pistol. This is Xu Liquan’s gun.

Fang Shi looked down, smiled and shook his head gently, and kept walking towards the end of the corridor.

"You're finally here."

Fang Shi had not seen the other party yet, but a sound came from the front. It sounded as if the man had discovered Fang Shi's arrival.

Xia Yuyao glanced at Fang Shi. Fang Shi didn't make a sound, and continued to move forward with constant speed. The slight sound of footsteps seemed particularly loud in the silence.

Finally, the corridor ended.

This is a space with an area of ​​thirty or forty square meters, which is rectangular. The four walls and ground are made of stones. The ceiling above is slightly curved, and the corridor opens in the left corner of the stone room. Therefore, the situation inside the stone room cannot be seen in the corridor.

When you left the corridor and turned right, you saw a stone case similar to a confession. There were flying corners on both sides of the stone case, and a copper tripod with the size of a head was placed in the middle. An emergency light was placed on the edge of the copper tripod, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

A picture was carved with sun carving on the wall behind the desk. There were mountains and rivers in the picture. At first glance, I felt a magnificent aura coming to my face. This painting is probably not simple.

In front of the desk, there was a thin black bald man, wearing a red cassock, one of his arms exposed, a string of black rosary hanging around his neck, and a long string of two folded bracelets in his hand.

The lama is about 1.6 meters tall and looks thin, but he stands on the stone steps and looks at Fang Shi and Xia Yuyao with a calm expression. His eyes are neither happy nor sad, and there seems to be a trace of compassion and tolerance. If you savor it carefully, it means that he looks down at all living beings.

Fang Shi threw the Qi-seeking technique without hesitation, and the lama did not stop him, but just looked at Fang Shi calmly.

‘-9,-9,56,Golden’

Fang Shi was secretly surprised that this guy had a double negative value, and it was such a large lucky value. In theory, this situation would have been dead for ordinary people, but this guy was still alive and looked very moist, but he had some tricks.

The strong golden light emitted from the lama's body. These lights were like living creatures, surging and rolling constantly, but they were not far away from the lama's body. It seemed that the lama had a lot of magic weapons on his body. Perhaps it was this huge power of vows that helped him block the terrifying cause and effect.

Fang Shi bowed lightly: "Qingcheng Mountain Fang Shi, who is you?"

"Haha Fang Sect can call me Shangzhi Lama, but my real name should be Mogado."

"Mogado, are you waiting for me?"

"It's okay to wait for anyone, of course, it's an unexpected surprise to be able to wait for Fang Dazong."

Fang Shi raised his eyebrows, and Xia Yuyao frowned and his eyes became sharper, with a faint sense of fear. The thin lama was standing quietly less than six meters away from him, but Xia Yuyao felt in her heart that if she launched an attack, she would definitely not be able to subdue the seemingly harmless lama. This man was a martial arts master.

Xia Yuyao told Fang Shi about his observation through concentric techniques, and Fang Shi just said something to know.

The moment the two of them communicated, Lama Mogado's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the two in surprise and said, "Two hearts are connected? I didn't expect that the Fang Dazong has mastered the secret techniques I taught."

Fang Shi curled his lips, but admired Mogado's vision: "This is the Xuanmen Concentric Art. It originated four thousand years ago. The sect had not appeared at that time. Okay, Mogado wants to discuss history with me?"

"Haha, what's wrong with it? The night is long and the night is long. Fang Dazong is the great master of Xuanmen. I admire him very much. Why not talk with him with a candle?"

"So what do you want to talk about? Why not talk about what bad things you have done recently?"

Mogado raised his head and laughed, as if he had heard the funnyest joke.

"Bad things? It may be for you, but for us, we do the right things."

"For example, killing people and setting fires, isn't your religion opposed to killing for no reason?"

Mogado nodded: "Yes, I believe that we oppose killing and advocate peace, but when someone attempts to destroy us, we will also have the wrath of the Vajra."

"So, are you all the damn people you deserve?"

Mogado smiled slightly, raised his palm and lowered his head, looking compassionate and compassionate: "Maybe there were accidental injuries, but this is all for the survival of my teachings. I have to do that in the future, I will have my place in hell."

"You're quite honest."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Fang Shi's eyes.

Mogado looked at Fang Shi without hesitation: "For my teaching to survive, this is nothing."

"So, I hate all religious fanatics."

"I am not fanatical, I am just obsessed. Fang Dazang is also a cultivator. You should understand what attachment is. You have your way and we also have our ideals."

“What ideal?”

"Of course it is a happy and peaceful Buddha land."

"Haha, isn't it just a local emperor who is arrogant and blessed? It doesn't need to be so nice. Speaking of which, this local emperor is probably not your turn, no matter what, is it that you are still counting on reincarnation?"

Mogado smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If I can have a great sect accompanying him, that would be even better."

Fang Shi pulled the corner of his mouth: "Okay, can you ask about your plans?"

Mogado actually nodded: "Of course, there is no plan. Killing and setting fire is just to attract your attention. As for this secret room, you must have guessed that if this place is really that important, I can destroy it without realizing it."

"Why are you sure I'll take the bait?"

"I never underestimate my opponent, not to mention that my opponent is a great master."

Fang Shi waved his hand boredly: "Tsk, you know you can't escape my tracking, so just use this to choose a battlefield that is beneficial to you. As for destroying the Feng Shui fortune in the capital, you probably have done everything you should do. I'm just very curious. These places should have been built a long time ago. Baiyun Temple doesn't know, but you know."

Mogado's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm: "It's very simple. This thing was built by the Qing royal family. Baiyun Temple is a Han Chinese. How could Baiyun Temple know about this kind of thing?"

"So, is there another force that is secretly guarding these facilities?"

Mogado smiled: "Guess."

Fang Shi narrowed his eyes: "Japanese people, right? The secrets of the royal family in the late Qing Dynasty were taken away by the Japanese. The Japanese people were tolerant enough to secretly guard these facilities for nearly a hundred years. But why didn't they destroy them? At least they could destroy the fate of China. They have done it, but they are protected by Baiyun Temple and the Xuanmen of China, so the effect is not good. However, the turbulent and uneasy years of China's founding for decades is probably related to these facilities, right?"

Mogado nodded in appreciation: "It's worthy of being Fang Dazong, I guessed it with just a guess. Yes, this place has always been run by Japanese people, but Japanese people are just a dog of the Americans."

"Aren't you?"

Fang Shi said with a faint smile.

Mogado twitched his lips and said solemnly: "We are just using each other. The Americans hope that we will fight to the death with you, but we have our own ideas."

"What's the idea? Negotiation? Why?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Mogado's eyes: "Just because I hold the life of Fang Dazong in my hand, the lives of countless people in the capital, and the destiny of China for a hundred years, aren't these enough?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!