Mythological origin

Chapter 13

Wentianmen's headquarters, or Mo Tianxie's lair, is located in the most prosperous South Street in Tai'an Fucheng.

It was a complex of huge houses with a size of more than ten acres.

From a long distance, you can see the magnificent word "Mo Mansion", and you can tell that it is written by a famous artist at a glance.

Under the plaque with the word "Mo Mansion" written on it, seven or eight strong and powerful men kept patrolling back and forth, examining every passer-by.

But Bai Mo didn't care about this, he walked towards the gate step by step.

The big man on patrol subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he was intimidated by the mighty aura of the man in white. When he approached him, he couldn't even pull his legs out.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a concierge walked out of the door.

"Are you the concierge of Mo Mansion?"

"Yes, I'm Qin Shirong, the concierge of the Mo residence. I don't know what the hero is doing?"

"Go and inform your sect master and let her come to see me."

"..."

After all, Wentianmen is the king of Tai'an City. Although it has declined recently, it is still the undisputed master in this three-acre land.

To come up is to ask the sect master to go out to meet him in person. Is this an obvious provocation?
It's a pity that what the concierge was thinking about was completely different from what Bai Mo was thinking about.

He has always been aloof in several lifetimes, even after being reborn now, he still has the power of a foundation-building monk, so he doesn't pay attention to what Wentianmen is.

Although the concierge really wanted to scold the other party, but for some reason, he couldn't say a word, and everything he wanted to say was suppressed by the momentum.

Seeing that he couldn't find any useful information, Bai Mo just left them behind and walked into the gate of Mo Mansion alone.

The little beggar behind him had never seen the overlord of Tai'an City Wen Tianmen deflated, so he quickly followed in while the doorman was still in a daze.

It wasn't until Bai Mo left them 30 meters away that these seven or eight people dared to take a big breath.

Without him, the mental pressure is too great.

The concierge, who came back to his senses, stared at the two people, one big and one small, in the distance with some surprise.

There is a large scar on the small face, and his movements are still a little timid. Although he is wearing a rather nice set of clothes, he is obviously not used to it, and he keeps twisting his body. Most likely he is from a poor family.

As for the big ones... masters, absolute masters.

Because he found that even though they were quite far apart, he still didn't even have the courage to look directly at the other party, so he only dared to peek with his side eye occasionally.

"Hero, please stop, I will inform the ladies and ladies." Knowing that the opponent is ten times more terrifying than a tiger, Qin Shirong still had to bite the bullet and shouted.

This is his duty as porter and servant.

"Please sit in the tea room first."

Originally, Mo Tianxie left a lot of materials and letters before his death, introducing the situation of Wentianmen and the members of his family.

He was also worried that he would fail to seize the house, so he made preparations early.

There are also special keepsakes and worship posts, so that after he fails, Han Yu or others who have obtained everything from him can win the trust of his wife and daughter, and at the same time, after his death, he can control the situation of Wentianmen.

It's just that these are all imaginary in front of a foundation cultivator.

The monks in the Qi refining period may still be plotted against by mortals, and they need to play intelligence wars with mortals.

But the Foundation Establishment cultivator doesn't need it, just push it over.

……

After half a cup of tea, the concierge invited Bai Mo to the living room with a more humble gesture.

This Asking Heaven Sect is exactly the sect established by Mo Tianxie.

Asking the sky is the word in his heart.

After Mo Tianxie had no news, it was his wife and daughter who took control of the sect temporarily.

But their prestige is obviously not as useful as Mo Tianxie himself, and there are ambitious people inside and outside the faction who want to replace them.

Bai Mo walked into the living room step by step. The little beggar behind him had never seen this image before. He wanted to pull the corner of his clothes and shrank aside, but found that no matter how hard he grabbed, he couldn't touch the clothes that seemed to be right in front of him. horn.

……

In the living room, several beautiful women were sitting in danger, and there were three beautiful girls standing beside them. They were staring at Bai Mo, who was walking slowly, because he mentioned in the invitation letter that there was information about his husband who had been missing for more than half a year. .

Bai Mo glanced at it, and it was the same as the information Mo Tianxie provided, the five wives, plus one adoptive daughter, and two biological daughters, all of them were beautiful and beautiful.

"I'm a guest from afar, let's serve tea." Although the woman in charge had a frosty face, she was not rude in the slightest.

"Let me make a long story short, Mo Tianxie is dead."

Bai Mo picked up the tea bowl, took a sip and said.

His words were very direct, without any euphemistic description, which made the girls who were in love with Mo Tianxie very uncomfortable.

They have been holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

"Essence is exhausted, and it can barely be regarded as death of old age."

"Mo Jun is a good innate master, how could he suddenly run out of energy?!"

"Practice is crazy." Bai Mo didn't intend to explain further.

"My visit this time is just a deal. I don't want to say too much about the cause of his death. Anyway, all you need to know is that he died and was buried outside the Qixuan Gate."

Bai Mo's attitude obviously made the girls very angry.

"Whether you are sad or unacceptable, it has nothing to do with me. I am a foundation cultivator, and I have no interest in you or in a mortal sect like Wentianmen."

"..."

"Honorable... is it Senior Foundation Establishment?"

The upper echelons of Tai'an Fucheng know that there are high-ranking immortal cultivators in this world.

But apart from showing up occasionally to take away young children with spiritual roots, they rarely interact with mortals, and they never care about the world of mortals.

In particular, monks above foundation establishment hardly have any dealings with mortals without spiritual roots. Only a few qi refining monks who are greedy for worldly glory will become the guests of princes and nobles.

They and mortals are completely two species.

Bai Mo nodded, and then said again: "Mo Tianxie handed over to me what he was holding, and I will let you leave Tai'an alive."

He spoke like a kidnapper.

"There are refugees and rebellious troops everywhere outside the city. If we leave Tai'an Fucheng, where can we weak women find a place to settle down?" Hearing Bai Mo's words, the woman surnamed Yan, the head of the women, was full of helplessness. .

Of course, this expression is [-]% fake. They are actually first-class martial arts experts. In a real fight, any one of them can easily make three or five big men unable to get up.

The only two points left are really helpless. Naturally, Mo Tianxie, the main backbone of Wentianmen, died suddenly.

But if you choose to leave, it means that you have to give up this piece of foundation that your husband has worked so hard to build.

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(End of this chapter)