The existence of the natal soul sword is between reality and reality, and after entering the ground, there is no hindrance.

Mo Yan manipulated the soul sword and went straight into the ground for more than ten meters, but he did not find anything. However, he was not in a hurry. It was straight and it was not surprising that he did not find any traces of hidden objects. After adjusting the direction, he began to move horizontally. He escaped all the way, with suffocating sand, soil and stones all over the top, bottom and left and right. Occasionally, some broken bowls of scattered pottery and dry bones of unknown species...

Mo Yan drove the soul sword through the sand and stones, and escaped almost 100 meters, exceeding the location of the two VIP buildings. He turned around again and began to move upward spiral rings. This was the best exploration route he could think of. As long as the space to accommodate the hidden objects is not too small, when he reached the ground, he turned around and searched downward with the opposite trajectory, and he was at least 70% sure he could find the hidden objects.

Although the range is large and the route is quite complex, it is better than the Soul Sword's speed. About thirty seconds later, Mo Yan had already arrived at the ground. Seeing the sky, he did not dare to neglect, so he turned down and searched down again with the opposite trajectory.

This time, there was indeed a new discovery.

An underground corridor suddenly appeared about five or six meters away from the ground. The corridor was silent and dark, but for Mo Yan, darkness could not be an obstacle.

"It's actually a modern underground project!"

After deciphering that the material used in the corridor was reinforced concrete, Mo Yan couldn't help but be surprised. He thought that the so-called "hidden objects" here were at least a product of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but he didn't expect that this place was an underground project from the modern and modern times. There were even line pipes on the walls of this corridor, and every ten meters, there was an old-fashioned incandescent lamp that had been dusted for a long time.

The corridor is about three meters high and two meters wide. It is inclined downward at a fifteenth degree angle.

Mo Yan went down the corridor and walked forward for about 150 meters. The corridor finally reached its end. What appeared in front of Mo Yan was a huge underground space.

The entire space is about half a football field, with a height of about six meters. Every twenty meters, there is a concrete structure supporting column.

The ground was covered with dust, almost half a finger thick, which shows that no one has been involved in it for at least decades.

When Mo Yan first saw the concrete corridor, coupled with the Japanese identity of Yoko Liuxia, he had some vague speculation about the purpose and origin of this space.

At this time, looking at the Japanese everywhere on the walls and support columns, as well as the supplies covered by yellow-green military tart cloth, speculation has become a reality!

"It turned out to be the underground arsenal of the Japanese army during the war of aggression against China!"

Mo Yan's mind changed, and he gently lifted a military tart cloth. Looking at the neatly placed ammunition box below, he was speechless. Looking around, the tightly covered supplies like this were covered with tart cloth, covering the entire underground space. He continued to check. After uncovering a tart cloth again, there was still arms below. It just changed from ammunition to an old-fashioned 38 large cover and crooked machine gun. Most of these old antiques are well preserved, exuding a strong smell of gun oil...

For Mo Yan, the arms here are already a product of half a century ago, and even if they are piled up like mountains, they will not be of use at all.

In addition, if Jiang Tianxiao learned that there was an arsenal under his butt, he would have expressed his expression?

"I guess I'll be so scared that my face turned pale... The arms piled up on half of the football field, even if only a small half of them were ammunition, would be enough to blow the entire Mingyuan into powder!"

"In addition, if we dig here, it will be a good patriotic education base. At the same time, we can provide materials and evidence to experts and scholars who study that period of history..."

While Mo Yan was thinking about it, he continued to check along the neatly stacked supplies.

There is still a question in his heart.

Sanshang Club spent all his time to sneak into Wanling. Is it just for this pile of expired arms that are neither good nor useful?

Take a step back, even if they come for these things, how can they transport them away?

This is not gold, silver and fine, and you can secretly transport it abroad with a bag. Such a huge arms are not transported at all without a dozen cars. What's more, you have to go through customs inspection before it can be transported back thousands of miles by the freighter... In short, it is almost impossible to transport these arms out of the country.

"If you guessed correctly, there must be other things hidden here that the Japanese are coveting!"

Mo Yan thought so in his heart, and accelerated the search speed. Sure enough, he found an iron door completely welded to death at the innermost end of the underground arsenal.

The thickness of the iron door is about twenty centimeters, completely solid, and the joint with the door frame is welded tightly without leaving a gap.

As an ordinary person, even if he had the most professional tools, it would take several hours to open the iron door. But for Mo Yan, it would not cause any obstacles at all. He didn't think much and immediately walked past the door.

Behind the iron gate is a space of about ten square meters.

Compared with the broken copper and iron outside the door, the things hidden here can be described as treasures!

Although there was darkness around, the room full of jewels was clearly reflected in Mo Yan's soul!

As calm as Mo Yan, my heart beat even if I saw the collection here...

The gold nuggets as big as bricks are neatly placed into a square hill. Antiques and cultural relics from various periods that have been dusted for a long time are piled up on the table, and in the iron box on the ground, there are rolls of calligraphy, paintings and jewelry...

When you walk into this room, you feel like you have walked into a cave of treasures hidden by the forty thieves. It makes you dizzy and your heart beats!

Mo Yan roughly calculated that the pile of gold alone was at least one and a half tons, and there were almost nearly a hundred pieces of antiques of various types. Jewelry did not occupy space, and they were scattered in three or four boxes, and there were countless. As for those calligraphy and paintings, there were dozens of volumes, but due to their lack of protection measures, their value may be less.

In short, this is a huge fortune, enough to make a wealthy man like Jiang Tianxiao go crazy!

But to be honest, these things have no practical value to Mo Yan except to satisfy his curiosity and exploration.

Of course, he wouldn't mind sweeping over the stuff here if he could.

But what was helpless was that it was almost ten meters away from the ground, and he did not have the legendary Sumeru ring. Facing this brilliant treasure, he could only sigh and say it was out of reach.

Of course, if these things are really useful to him, he can slowly eat them up, take some today and some tomorrow. He can always emptie the place.

But as a monk, money and property in the secular world have never been the focus of his practice life.

The monk has the pride of a monk, and Mo Yan couldn't let go of his figure for these goods and turned into an indefatigable hamster.

"However, since you enter Baoshan, you cannot return empty-handed..."

Mo Yan was patrolling among the pile of antique jewelry, intending to choose something exquisite to keep as a souvenir.

"Huh, what is this?"

After watching for a long time, Mo Yan's gaze fell on a jade statue about one finger high...

This jade statue is exquisite and delicate, and has a fine carving. Judging from its appearance, it is a white jade Guanyin.

This Guanyin lowered her head and smiled slightly. Her face was kind and kind, and she held a clean bottle in her left hand and a willow branch in her right hand.

As for carving, this statue is definitely a master's work. The facial expressions are vivid and the proportions are coordinated. Even the clean bottle in your hand is presented meticulously in proportion...

However, after careful observation, Mo Yan suddenly realized that the pure bottle in Yu Guanyin's hand seemed to be strange!

Judging from the materials, although they are both white, they are not jade, but a material that even Mo Yan cannot tell.

In addition, this clean bottle, which is only one centimeter high, is hollow, and there is even a blue water rippling inside.

Not to mention the exquisite carving, Mo Yan is surprised that there is still liquid in this small clean bottle.

The things here have been buried underground for at least half a century. What liquid can be stored for so long without evaporating? If the liquid in this bottle is poured out, it will be the size of a mung bean at most. Even a certain oil that is not easy to evaporate should dry up at this time.

What's more, the water in the clean bottle is rippling, and a slight blue light is definitely not something oil.

Mo Yan was surprised and immediately turned his mind, shrinking his soul sword into the size of a sesame seed and escaped into the pure bottle.

When he reached the top of the bottle, the natal soul sword he possessed suddenly trembled and escaped uncontrollably to the bottom of the bottle!

Mo Yan was shocked and was about to take action, but there was a misty water vapor coming in front of him, nourishing his soul, and suddenly a feeling of peace and peace...

When I looked carefully, the drop of blue liquid at the bottom of the bottle seemed to be not much, but when I really faced it, it gave people a breath of infinite sea!

Faced with this vast and majestic aura, Mo Yan's heart suddenly jumped. Is this the spiritual objects of heaven and earth that Zuo Taoist mentioned, and the true water in the five elements?

He thought in his heart, but his natal soul sword could not wait to rush into the blue water.

The natal soul sword is condensed by the five elements of energy, and it seems to be naturally in line with the liquid in the pure bottle. With one thorn and one stirring, it absorbs the mysterious liquid!

Immediately, the natal soul sword trembled again, and unexpectedly shook Mo Yan out of the sword.

This change came so suddenly that Mo Yan was caught off guard and almost scared him of a "heart disease"...

He had just opened up the spiritual platform at this time, and his ide could not exist in the real world at all. Kicking out his master as his own is no different from murder!

As soon as I was kicked out, I showed signs of disintegration. Even though Mo Yan was bold, he was frightened to the point of being blank!

But then he discovered that when the natal soul sword absorbed the mysterious liquid, it fed some misty water vapor and enveloped him.

With the moisturizing of this water vapor, the self is immediately stable and there is no sign of disintegration.

At this moment, as bold as Mo Yan, he was also very afraid.

But now that things have come to this point, whether it is sighing or fearing, whether the liquid is real or fake water, the only thing Mo Yan can do is to wait and see what changes are happening.

Fortunately, the natal soul sword was connected with his intentions. Mo Yan could vaguely feel that this was not a bad thing...

Ten minutes later, the natal soul sword floating in the air suddenly shook slightly, and finally absorbed all the liquid in the clean bottle!

...A mere ten minutes can be said to be fleeting, but for Mo Yan at this moment, this is the longest ten minutes of his life!

During the long wait, the only comfort is that the id is always solidified and there is no sign of dissipation.

In order to pass this difficult time, he began to wonder why the natal soul sword suddenly lost control?

After thinking about it, he could not find the exact answer. There were too many strange things in his practice. Not to mention him, even if he was resurrected, he would not dare to say that he could understand everything.

However, there is one factor that can be basically affirmed.

Although the natal soul sword was contaminated with his soul aura, it was not completely refined until now. There was no center in the sword, so that he could not make the soul mark, and it was controlled by the usual aura. In this way, the natal soul sword suddenly lost control. It seemed reasonable.

"I'm so careless. Every step of the road of cultivation is difficult and dangerous. I seem to be a little proud..." Mo Yan sighed softly.

Since the sea of ​​suffering was born, the spiritual platform was opened, and after being shrouded by the shadow of death, it has to be said that Mo Yan's state of mind was not as clear as he imagined. Or in terms of the experience of his state of mind, he often took two steps forward but took three steps back. He was complacent in his heart, only seeing his own progress, but ignoring his regression!

"The saint said, "Three Surveys a Day." I can't even do it for three days and one Survey now, and it really shouldn't be."

While waiting, Mo Yan began to reflect deeply.

In general, his actions today can be said to have planted dangerous seeds from the moment his id is gone!

For example, the original body that is far away on the ground can still be sensed by the original id at this time, but lacks the "transportation tool" of the Native Soul Sword, and is now in an isolated state. If someone is not good for the original body, he can only watch and cannot support it!

The death of the body will make the self a tree without roots and the water without source. Unless you immediately cultivate into the Yin God, you can escape the disaster.

Mo Yan was immersed in reflection, but his natal soul sword had completely absorbed the liquid in the clean bottle, and then shook in the air, repelling the colorful light and turning into a cloud of water...

Mo Yan looked at it intently and immediately knew that the nature of the natal soul sword had undergone great changes.
To be continued...