1434: C1434 The Origin of the Conspiracy

C1434 The Origin of the Conspiracy

The disciples of ancient martial arts sects had only known Mu Chen for a short period of time, so they couldn't recognize everyone in the military.

In order to keep the relevant secrets, Xue Zhaodong only told Mu Chen the details of the battle when he saw Mu Chen himself.

"The black-robed man who disappeared for a long time has attacked again. This guy is as hard to deal with as a dog skin plaster."

"Your Majesty, you must pay attention to the sects behind the enemy. Their schemes are not limited to power and money."

Xue Zhaodong put the two backpacks in Mu Chen's hands.

Inside were many ancient books made of sheepskin and leather.

When Mu Chen first came into contact with the four elders of the ancient martial arts sects, he knew about the history of talismans.

And these materials recorded the process of the Tribulation Sect's improvement of the talisman charms.

The origin of the matter had to start from the "divine book" that the black-robed man had mentioned.

When ancient martial artists cultivated to a certain extent, they would reach the level of ascension.

It was also the "Immortal Ascension" that people often talked about.

The divine book was written by several ascenders together before they left this realm.

It was divided into three books, and the content surpassed everyone's understanding.

The "Heavenly Book" recorded the changes in the star weather, and it also included all kinds of basic elements such as metal, wood, water, fire and ice in the natural world, as well as all the combinations and attributes.

"The Earth Book recorded the changes in the vast ocean, mulberry fields, and even the breath and life fluctuations of all living creatures.

"The content of the Human Book was the most peculiar. After everyone opened it, they could see the fate of their lives recorded on it.

It was exactly the same and there was no way to change it.

When these three books were combined together, they were the complete contents of the Book of God.

Every word that the holder said was equivalent to the natural laws of this world.

Truly terrifying.

In the future, there was no need to fight anymore. If the other party said to kill the enemy immediately, his life force would instantly return to zero.

When Mu Chen saw this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Is there such a shocking existence in this world?"

"This is simply subverting the current civilization. Could it be just a myth?"

Xue Zhaodong had a positive attitude toward this, which was also the common view of the ancient martial arts sects.

"The Tribulation Sect was created to collect divine books."

"According to legends, their founder's ancestor was fortunate enough to see one of them."

"He wanted to record some of the content, but no paper could bear the strange destructive force. In the end, he chose to carve it on the metal plate. This was the original form of the talisman."

Mu Chen finally understood.

No wonder when he fought with the black-robed man, he was always unable to suppress his opponent and brought him a lot of danger.

The ancient books did not record any martial arts secret manuals or methods that could suppress talisman charms.

This would depend on Mu Chen himself to figure it out.

After an emergency rescue, Wu Xin's injuries finally stabilized.

The doctor in a white coat walked out of the ward and introduced the situation to Mu Chen.

"The force of the blow crushed the muscle tissue on the back and injured the heart and lungs."

"All kinds of treatment methods have been used. He has finally passed the critical period. I just don't know how long it will take for him to recover."

Mu Chen comforted him with a heavy tone, but he was inexplicably excited in his heart.

He was going to send someone to inform the ancient martial arts sects about this.

With a common hatred, he could borrow the power of the ancient martial arts sects to attack the black-robed man.

In the blink of an eye, it was already late at night.

Waiting in the hospital was of no use.

Mu Chen got someone to arrange Xue Zhaodong's food, clothing, and accommodation, then he returned home.

His precious daughter had already been coaxed to sleep, and the huge villa only had a few warm lights on.

Lin Yuyan was wearing fluffy pajamas as she listened to Mu Chen's story.

Such an unimaginable thing also dispelled her sleepiness.

"No matter if it is written on beast skins, bamboo slips, paper or even stones, books are still books."

"If you wish to find such a good thing, you should ask Sacred Hands about it. Unfortunately, this little old man has also gone missing."

Lin Yuyan's painting gave Mu Chen a great inspiration.

Perhaps the people from the Tribulation Sect had the same goal and had already taken the little old man away.

This was not a battle of the black-robed man alone.

His fellow disciples and even elders might have already come to the secular world.

"The enemy is in the dark, and we're in the open. Things are really hard to handle."

"The Tribulation Sect definitely has a lot of clues. They've already made preparations for countless years."

Lin Yuyan believed that money could make the devil push the mill.

Their advantage was that they controlled a huge business force and a huge financial foundation.

No matter how mysterious and powerful the Tribulation Sect was, their control in the secular world could not compare to Mu Chen.

"I will arrange for the cultural companies under my command to purchase all kinds of books from all over the world."

"The longer you publish, the more attention you have to pay. Regardless of whether it's the original, translation, or electronic versions, you have to spend money to buy them back."

"It is impossible for divine books to be mixed within. The strange power contained within is something that almost no material can withstand."

"It's fine as long as we can find some clues. Even if we can't find anything, we can still bluff and lure out the people from the Kalpa Sect."

Lin Yuyan intended to make a big commotion so that the people from the Kalpa Sect would mistakenly think that they had gained something and then send people to snatch it.0

At that time, it would no longer be a situation where the enemy was in the dark and they were in the open. Both sides would fight openly and openly, which would increase Mu Chen's chances of winning by a few points.

The elite troops of the Dragon King Palace, Dragon Group, and various warzones, as well as the ancient martial arts sects, with so many forces gathered together, could it not be that they could not fight against the Tribulation Sect?

Mu Chen gently patted her little head.

He felt that this plan was simply impeccable, and he just needed to arrange it step by step.

...

In a dark and damp cave.

Sacred Hands had been tortured to the brink of death, but the black-robed man and his fellow disciples did not plan on letting this matter rest.

"Old thing, no matter how valuable a treasure is, it doesn't matter if it's alive or dead. Can't you understand this at such an old age?"

"Hand over the treasure happily. You can still live for the rest of your life."

A mighty warrior of Divine Inquisition was indeed a life that required a great deal of patience.

In the process of cultivation, a warrior's state of mind had long since been constantly tempered by suffering. It was even tougher than a boulder.

If one were to strike too heavily, that fellow would directly die.

If it was too light, then there would be no effect. This really tested one's skills.

The Netherworld Sacred Hands panted heavily. It took a long time before he could complete his sentence.

"Hehehe, is this the attitude of asking for help?"

"If you want me to cooperate, bring me the good wine and meat, and then respectfully kowtow a few times."

"Perhaps if I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you with a few treasures."

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