All he saw was revealed.

I have told them all that I know.

Who would have thought that even an old man could fake something like an epitaph.

From this we can see how much he was about the things in the treasure box.

"Your old man... this is to bury the last secret into the coffin together, and no ghost will know it!" Feng Chenglin looked at the old patriarch's spiritual position with playful thought: "I guess the story here is far from what we guess!"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Ling Luoyu and Zhao Qin also looked at him almost at the same time, with a tablet looking at the old patriarch.

"If this is the case... are you still necessary?" Zhao Qin licked her lips: "Didn't you say that it was because of a coincidence that she was involved in the thunder rage? Is it also a coincidence? Since it is all coincidence... do you still want to continue?"

"I don't think it's appropriate to continue!" Feng Chenglin bit his finger and nodded seriously: "Because things are now very obvious. What we see is the tip of the iceberg. This iceberg is small and doesn't know what monsters and ghosts are pressing on! If you get into it too deep, you may be sure to wake up the sleeping monsters and ghosts... By then? Third Young Master, what do you think?"

"Fatty, maybe... the demons and monsters under the iceberg are waiting to be awakened by us!"

“…Three Young Master?”

"So many years ago, my Mo Xuanchen's grandmother appeared, and she was blocked. Now... we are here, the same routine!"

With a slight slanting look, a stream of light faded from Ling Luoyu's eyes.

"The cycle of life and death, the combination of yin and yang, the death and return, the beginning and end are connected... Does this story not remind you of anything?"

"What else can I remember?" Feng Chenglin was confused: "Mo's grandmother worked so hard to hide the things and went through all the troubles. If we took them away, wouldn't it be a bit disappointing to her...a little...a painstaking effort..."

After speaking, Feng Chenglin's mouth slowly opened and looked at Ling Luoyu with an incredible look on his face.

After a while, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"San Young Master, you are not saying... the Mo family's grandmother hid so hard... just waiting for someone to find one day?"

The Zhao family, among the gods, is the most insignificant small family.

Even if there is the hidden wrath of thunder, it cannot match those sects and families.

Until today, no one knows that the gods have such a strange treasure box city, and they don’t know that there is a hidden Zhao family in it, and they don’t know that everyone in the world is rushing to it and that treasures that everyone can’t find can be hidden here.

To sum up, it all shows that the Zhao family is just a small grain of sand in the long river of history.

And Mo Xishu actually found this small grain of sand!

And, the things that have changed patterns are hidden in the sand!!

"I'll go..." Feng Chenglin suddenly pounded his head hard and shook his head in disbelief: "It's true... our Mo family's maternal ancestor knew we would come here at the beginning, so he hid things here?"

"In the world, there are more than one fragment of the thunder wrath... and the facts have proved that at some point other fragments also have the ability to peek into the future and turn the world around! So... if my grandmother had a complete possibility that we would appear here one day in the future..."
Chapter completed!