Chapter 354

Murong Ziyi took a deep breath, moved a few steps, barely walked behind Mo Fan, and said, "Are we trapped here?"

Mo Fan said, "That's not true. I took a look. This coffin is connected to the ground."

Murong Ziyi said, "There won't be zombies in there."

"Zombie?" Mo Fan was slightly stunned and then said, "For the dead, the sword tomb is a veritable place of murder. Tens of thousands of murder weapons are buried here. Even if this is Fudi Rui Cave, it has been stained into a place of evil. If you are not afraid of cutting off your children and grandchildren, you can choose to bury them in this place."

"But what if the enemy buried him here?" Murong Ziyi said a possibility.

"This is also possible." Mofan paused and then seemed to have found something and said, "I found it. Don't worry, this must be an organ."

"Organ?"

"Well, you see, this coffin is connected to the ground. If it is a coffin, there is at least one bottom, but look here, this coffin and the seam of the ground." Mo Fan pointed to a place and said.

Murong Ziyi came over and found that the seams between the coffin and the ground were tightly seamed, and there was no gap at all, as if the whole coffin had grown from the ground.

Mo Fan said again: "Anyway, there is only one coffin in this stone room, and the mystery must be on this coffin. After all, this is a task. If it is too difficult, players can't find the mystery and become a dead end. Although this kind of organ is hidden, it will not appear in places that players can't imagine. "

Murong Ziyi nodded. The world was so realistic that she actually forgot that she was playing a game.

Mo Fan groped a few times, pressed hard, and heard a sound, and the coffin board of the bronze coffin slowly moved away, revealing the dark coffin.

Mo Fan raised the glazed cup. As far as the light could reach, there was a staircase down. There was nothing in the coffin, not to mention zombies, not even dust.

Mo Fan walked in first, followed by Murong Ziyi. Without the horrible existence of zombies, a coffin couldn't stop her.

The two went down the stairs for a long time, and they walked for about a quarter of an hour before walking out of the stairs.

This is a tomb, a very huge tomb, almost three large tombs, the size of three football fields. There was also a bronze coffin lying in the middle, which was smaller than the previous bronze pipe. The two stepped into the tomb and looked around and found that the tomb was very simple. Except for the bronze coffin in the middle, it was the weapon rack around them.

There are eight columns of this weapon shelf, surrounding the edge of the bronze coffin in the middle, but it is a gossip pattern. The eight columns correspond to Qiankun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Zhen, Xun and Du, respectively, and the edge of the coffin in the middle is also surrounded by two huge circular weapon racks, which should represent yin and yang.

Murong Ziyi said, "Is this the main tomb?"

Mo Fan said, "I don't know, but seeing this battle, it should be the main tomb. It seems that we are very lucky. It's here all of a sudden.

Indeed, the luck of the two is very good. This mobile tomb seems simple, but it was designed by a very powerful machine magician in the world. The biggest difficulty of this tomb lies in its mobility. This sword tomb is actually a big tomb, and the movement is very irregular and no rules can be found at all. Lv, if you really want to reach the tomb of Mofan, it is completely impossible to get here without good luck.

And luck is the most mysterious thing, which can be encountered but not. As for whether you can come or not, it really depends on personal opportunity.

Murong Ziyi said, "Is that coffin the sword that the owner of the tomb wants to bury?"

Mo Fan looked over. At this moment, the direction of their eyes was the gap between the two circular bookshelves, and the bronze coffin could be fully seen.

"I think it should be." Mo Fan took out the package and pinched his fingers: "Ziyi, tell me the direction."

Murong Ziyi smiled bitterly and said, "Son, after visiting the tomb for so long, I don't know the direction for a long time."

Mo Fan nodded, frowned, looked up at the big gossip, and muttered to himself, "I can only deduce it again."

"Your son, what are you deduce?" Murong Ziyi asked.

Mo Fan stopped his deduction and said, "This is a gossip array. I'm afraid the most dangerous place in the tomb is here. If you rush into this gossip array, I'm afraid you may not get out when you die old."

"So powerful?" Murong Ziyi exclaimed.

Mo Fan said, "At least this is also a serial task. I'm afraid it's still a pre-mission for the national plot. We have been doing some small organs and tricks all the way. Even a Jianghu task is more difficult than this. How can this be?"

Murong Ziyi said, "So, how can we get there?"

Mo Fan smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I have to explain it well."

So, Mo Fan began to calculate with his fingers again.

Since he can put out this kind of gossip array, the other party is at least a master-level array mage. After all, Mo Fan is also a formation master. Although he has not chosen the array mage as his deputy profession, what he has learned in reality is basically the same as the situation here. Although there is no title, Mo Fan's level is also a master-level array master. Although the gossip array is complex and changeable, its essence is the same. The difference is the method of array and the understanding and application of arrayers. What is simple here is actually the method of array alone is ever-changing and unpredictable.

Mo Fan deduced all the way and suddenly said, "Ziyi, do you want to see what's in that coffin?"

"Ah?" Murong Ziyi was a little stunned by Mo Fan's sudden question, and then said, "Yes."

Mo Fan nodded, then bent down, took out a piece of fragments of the Songfeng Sword, and carved it on the ground, but found that no scratches could be carved out. Only then did Mo Fan remember that this was a stone chamber. The ground was a hard light stone, and the sharp plan of the Songfeng Sword could not be cut off.

Mo Fan had no choice but to find something that could write and draw, but found nothing.

If only Ziyi hadn't used up her pen and ink at the beginning.

"What are you looking for, prince?" Murong Ziyi asked.

"I can write what I can draw." Mo Fan said.

Murong Ziyi was also stunned, and she didn't have anything to write and draw.

Mo Fan sighed, "Forget it, just count it carefully."

So, he pinched his fingers again. Murong Ziyi stood aside and did not dare to breathe for fear of disturbing his son.

Time passed, and finally, Mo Fan raised his head and said,

"It's roughly figured out, Ziyi, let's go!"