I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

  Chapter 10 Entering, Picking Flowers

  The news that Yuan Jianzong used the tomb of King Nianhua as the entry competition for new disciples spread quickly.

   Hundreds of elite disciples from Nanzhou flocked into it, making many small forces dare not speak out.

  The quality of their recruited disciples was far inferior to that of Yuan Jianzong, not to mention that hundreds of people from Yuan Jianzong poured into King Nianhua's tomb, and their disciples might not even have a sip of soup.

  ...

  Getting started? Mo Fan was shocked.

  Lin Yanglai is here, but he, a little butterfly, still deviates from the trajectory.

  In the original book, the Yuan Jianzong's Zongmen Dabi was competed in the sect after Lin Yang obtained the "Nianhua Baojian". Lin Yang became the contemporary rookie king and entered the inner sect.

  Yuan Jianzong did not pay much attention to the tomb of King Nianhua, so the biggest force entering the tomb of King Nianhua was the royal family next door.

   "Treasure of Nianhua" is a treasure book that records the two special skills of Nianhua King Nianhua Finger and Luohua Palm!

  In Mo Fan's book, Lin Yang obtained this "Treasure of Nianhua" and became an inner disciple first, laying a solid foundation for him to become a blockbuster.

   "Ding, the host triggers a side mission, "The Treasure of Nianhua"! Please ask the host to obtain the "Treasure of Nianhua", complete the mission, and reward the possession skill. If the mission fails, the soul will be weak for one year and cannot wake up."

   "Possession skills: the host can possess the body voluntarily and give up the controlled body, and use part of the strength in front of the host to assist in the battle. The strength depends on the strength of the controlled body."

Um? Possession skills? I remember that medicine sage would also be able to possess Lin Yang and help him repel many powerful enemies.

  My strength during my lifetime was, at any rate, that of the Martial Emperor. Although not as good as him, the things produced by the system should be more effective than him.

   As for the punishment, the soul has been sleeping for a year, and Yi Mo, a frivolous idiot, probably has been eaten up by others.

   There is also a person like Lin Yang who is chosen by heaven, who knows how far he can grow in one year? Anyway, when Mo Fan wrote it, one year later, Lin Yang was capable of rivaling the grand master.

   No, this task must be completed.

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   "Yuan Jianzong, the royal family is here. Are you afraid?" Mo Fan asked with a smile when he saw Mo Qingkuang still staring at the entrance with hatred.

   "Don't be afraid!" Mo frivolously gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "I will kill him!"

   "Then go in. You only need to obey my assignment, and you will be able to avenge this in the future."

  Mo frivolously nodded solemnly, and walked towards the entrance of the mausoleum.

  The entrance of the mausoleum is located on the edge of a small basin in the mountains. The movement of the mountain body exposed a clear spring, and water gushed out from the moors.

   Around the entrance, there are a few blood demon vines guarding it, as if some kind of restriction has been imposed. Anyone over the age of 18 will be attacked.

  Blood Demon Vine is a strange plant that can bind others to devour flesh and blood. The vine is tough and does not rush. Judging by its shape and size, it may be thousands of years old. It may take a lot of effort to break into the realm of a great master.

   "The location I chose is not bad, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the feng shui is excellent." Mo Fan smiled, not knowing whether to praise the flower king or his own design.

  Mo Qingkuang stepped into the door and was not attacked by the blood demon vine, which means that he meets the admission qualifications.

   Turning around a dark path, Mo frivolously ushered in the light.

   Ahead is a hall, brightly lit by unknown lights.

   There is no other exit from the hall, and there is an ancient three-foot platform in the center, on which some mysterious runes are engraved, slowly flowing in the lights.

  In front of the platform stands a stone tablet, which reads: "Only by sending into the palace can you get the inheritance of the king."

   This platform used to be a teleportation array, and each teleportation can only teleport ten people at the same time. Now a group of Yuan Jianzong disciples are lining up to start the teleportation.

  When someone entered the formation, a white light flashed, and that person disappeared.

  Lin Yang was not among the remaining people, probably because he was eager to win the treasure, so he jumped in the queue.

  Mo Qingkuang was a little anxious, thinking that if they went in first, they might have the upper hand, so he also wanted to step forward and jump in line.

  But I heard Mo Fan say: "Just wait in line with peace of mind."

  Listening to what the old ancestor said, Mo Qingkuang suppressed his eagerness and queued up to enter.

  The moment he stepped into the formation, a sense of weightlessness appeared around his body, and he felt that his whole body was trapped in an inexplicable space, and he lost his mind for a moment.

   When he came back to his senses, he found that he had appeared in a sea of ​​flowers. There are peonies, rhododendrons, peonies, roses, etc., and there are many kinds.

  There are hundreds of flowers blooming all around, and the vision is bright, but the sky cannot be seen when you look up. Mo frivolously guessed that it should be in a more underground palace.

   I don’t know what kind of tricks this flower king envoy used to make so many flowers survive in the ground and grow so beautifully.

   I really love flowers.

   This sea of ​​flowers is very large, with a radius of hundreds of meters, and there are countless flowers.

  Many people were sent down one after another and appeared in the sea of ​​flowers.

   "This is just one of the palaces, there are ten more palaces like this." Mo Fan's voice sounded from Mo frivolous mind.

   "Then where shall we go to find the treasure of Nianka King?"

   "No hurry, pick flowers first." Mo Fan said calmly.

   "Picking flowers?" Mo frivolously puzzled.

"Yes, pick one of each, don't miss it, and don't damage it! There are ten other palaces like this in this underground palace, each of which has ten different kinds of flowers, go pick one!" Mo Fan Sure.

   If you want to talk about the secret of the tomb of King Nianhua, no one knows better than Mo Fan. King Nianhua loved flowers all his life. After his death, he built ten palaces and cultivated hundreds of flowers to sleep with him.

   These one hundred kinds of flowers are the key to unlock the secret treasure of Nianka King!

  When writing this passage, Mo Fan focused on writing the essence of Lin Yang's chosen one.

  Because Chu Yanran loves flowers, she forced Lin Yang to go through ten flower halls and pick hundreds of flowers. In the end, she was selected by the flower king and became the biggest winner of this secret realm.

  Many people whose cultivation base was even higher than Lin Yang fought to death, and in the end they only got some auxiliary pills, spirit flowers and spirit grass as comfort.

   Now that Mo Fan is on Mo Qingkuang's side, he naturally wants to help Mo Qingkuang become the final winner.

   "Hey, buddy, why are you picking flowers here if you don't go to find the baby?" A young man who is good at observation, seeing Mo frivolously wearing a cloak to pick flowers at ease, couldn't help asking.

  Mo frivolously didn't raise his head, and said in an exaggerated tone: "I came here because I heard that Nianhua Wang loves flowers! So many flowers, if only they could all be moved home? For me, these flowers are real treasures!"

"Are you crazy? These are just ordinary grasses, not even panaceas! You came all the way to the Qionghua Mountains just to pick flowers?" The man was obviously startled by Mo's frivolous words, and Such people?

   "Vulgar! You guys, you know **** and die, and you won't appreciate this beautiful thing." Mo frivolous didn't dare to look up, he was afraid that he would be disgusted by his own words when he stood up.

   This is what the ancestor taught him, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and acting like crazy.

  This is the correct way to make a fortune silently. Otherwise, with his cultivation as a martial artist, he is not enough to deal with the hundreds of people in this palace.

   "Oh, so there really is such a nympho. You can continue to enjoy it, the young master is too vulgar, I'm looking for a treasure." The man sneered and walked away.

  The news that there is a nymphomaniac picking flowers in the underground palace also spread like wildfire.

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  (end of this chapter)