"Your Excellency has a different status now, so some etiquette is inevitable." Chen Wangdu said respectfully.

The rules of Xuantian Pavilion are not specific to any one person. Now that Li Mo is in a high position, he must abide by his duties.

Thunder, rain and dew, everything changes in an instant. He has seen too many such things.

When Li Mo saw this, he didn't force it: "You came here because..."

"My subordinates are here to deliver files from the [Ghost King Sect]."

As he spoke, Chen Wangdu escaped from his arms and took out a black iron box, which was sealed with an official lock and poured with fire paint, with the big seal of Xuantian Pavilion branded on it.

"Ghost King Sect..."

Li Mo raised his brows, tied the iron box, opened the paint, opened the lock with the newly obtained official seal, took out the sealed file, and immediately opened it to look at it eagerly.

"Sir, the identity of your friend..."

Chen Wangdu turned around and looked at the empty stairs, he hesitated to speak.

Li Mo's eyes flickered over the file, but he couldn't help but ask: "Is there any problem?"

"The material of his clothes is from [Bahexuan]... It is a business in the imperial village and is never open to the public. Ordinary officials cannot buy the materials there."

Chen Wangdu has been in the capital for so many years, and may not have any bright spots in terms of strength, but his ability to identify people and objects can be described as ruthless.

"Would you like to buy it from Huangzhuang?" Li Mo paused slightly, thoughtfully.

"I'm afraid the identity of your friend is not simple." Chen Wangdu whispered.

Li Mo murmured, but did not finish his sentence. After a moment, he slowly put down the file in his hand.

"Then the Ghost King Sect gathered in the suburbs of Xishan for a big tomb?" Li Mo showed a strange expression.

"This is not an ordinary tomb... Longji's Upper Cave, if it were in the past, could at least bury a prince. If it was occupied by demons and ghosts and practiced evil skills, I'm afraid..."

Chen Wangdu's words stopped abruptly.

The general trend of the world changes with the passage of time.

The so-called dragon vein also represents birth, old age, illness and death.

The strongest person is naturally the true dragon vein that breeds the common master of the world and the imperial power of the country.

Today, this true dragon vein runs through the capital.

In addition, there are many old dragons in the world. They have lost their royal energy and dragon veins due to the changes in the world. The oldest among them is in the barren hills of Beimang. Now it is one of the eight great demons and immortals in the world [Beisha Xuanzhang]

]'s dojo.

The so-called [Long Ji Shang Point] is an excellent pattern in the overall situation of Feng Shui, which is generally a branch derived from the true dragon vein.

The capital city is the residence of the true dragon, the place with the strongest dragon energy in the world. As time goes by, the imperial energy leaks out, and it is inevitable that some "little dragons" will be raised.

This [Long Ji Shang Cave] is an "horned dragon" raised by the Dragon Veins of Beijing.

"Sir, as far as I know, the [Long Ji Shang Cave] is the best in the underworld. If you are psychic, it can be hidden underground, lurking automatically, and is extremely difficult to find... After a long time, it has not even grown...

…dirty stuff.”

Chen Wangdu whispered: "This [Longji Shang Cave] was occupied a long time ago and a large tomb was built."

"Is there a tomb?" Li Mo looked at the file again.

"It's still an ancient tomb... It seems that the Ghost King Sect wants to occupy this [Long Ji Shang Cave] and turn it into an Oni Tomb..."

Having said this, Chen Wangdu shuddered.

This kind of large tomb steals Feng Shui and seizes the fortune. If the yin and yang are reversed and turned into a ghost grave, it has the power to change the world and the world, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Ghost King Sutra!?" Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

What Bai Xiaoqian awakened that day was the [Ghost Swallowing Technique]. With her continuous breakthroughs and improvements in cultivation, this mysterious art has long changed from what it used to be, and has now transformed into the more mysterious [Ghost King Sutra].

Longji's upper acupoint turns into a ghost grave, which is a taboo method in the "King of Ghosts Sutra".

"Bai Xiaoqian wants to borrow magic from heaven...what is she going to do?" Li Mo frowned slightly.

"Sir, the Ghost King Sect seems to have frequent contact with Guixu... Now the Guixu masters seem to be eyeing that big tomb..."

"Guixu..." Li Mo pondered for a moment and then asked.

"Who is the owner of that tomb?"

"this……"

Chen Wangdu looked embarrassed: "That is an ancient tomb, and the geographical map of the capital is not recorded... There is also another trouble. The masters of Wumen are also eyeing the Ghost King Sect..."

"After all, if a sect suddenly appears, it is considered within their jurisdiction."

"If they are allowed to get there first..."

Chen Wangdu's words didn't need to be explained too clearly. Li Mo already understood that this involved a struggle between sects.

"We really can't let them take advantage of this case."

As he spoke, Li Mo stood up and strode out of the Youlong Pavilion.

…

The outskirts of Xishan.

At dusk, the setting sun splashes like blood on the mountain col.

A huge gap extends from the mountain.

"I found it... After all, our Wumen found the entrance to this ancient tomb first."

At this moment, a burst of excitement suddenly sounded, pouring into the dark gap, but there was no echo at all, as if it was swallowed up.

"It looks very deep."

"We'd better wait for Senior Brother Han Jingfei, it seems very dangerous here."

"It is a great achievement to find Longji's upper acupoint and annihilate the Ghost King Sect."

"Senior brother, there is a big monument here... Come and take a look."

Amid the exclamations, martial arts masters swarmed forward. The broken ancient inscriptions were half exposed in the loess, and it seemed that the identity of the owner of this tomb could be vaguely revealed.

"This is……"

At this moment, a thin-faced man peeled off the loess on the ancient stele and recognized the ancient seal characters on it.
Chapter completed!