"The immortal saw the opportunity to ride the wind, retreated and disappeared, and never appeared again. ”

Jiang Changan's eyes were full of suspicion, it was not that he couldn't believe this absurd thing, it was really important, and there was no other evidence, what he heard was just the words of the old man.

"What's the matter? Uncle, I've wasted my tongue for so long, do you still think that Uncle I'm joking with you?

Jiang Changan was silent.

Lao Dao waved his sleeves, two white smoke came out of his nose, and he immediately pulled him around and stepped towards the inn!

"Uncle, uncle, although I say that I don't care about being a little bit of a person, I don't want to do anything to deceive people!"

When you enter the room, a smell of tea enters your nose, with the aroma of finished tea and the pungent smell of burnt and pungent smell.

Jiang Chang'an looked around, the light and shadow in the inn were dim, but the objects stored in front of him made him not feel contemptuous, rows of dark red wooden frames, twenty rows and fifty columns of longitudinal intersections, all of which touched the roof of the first floor, and a treasure was placed in each small grid, they were either swords, or axes, and strange things. This section of the grid is not ordinary, but it can encompass all the treasures, from the altar river to the silver needle spider silk, all of which are stored in this small world, shining brightly, with spiritual power, and the light illuminates the originally dimly lit room.

Countless treasures of magic weapons are placed on the shelves, dazzling and spotless.

And underneath each box, a name is written.

"These ...... It's all the magic weapons of the strong people of the two races!" Jiang Chang'an came to his senses and was in awe, there was only a tomb coffin and no treasures in the Hundred Generals Cave and the underground palace, and it turned out that they had all been collected here twenty years ago to avoid the possibility of being stolen and robbed.

He carefully found that these names no longer had the prefix of "demon race" or "human race" in front of them, and they were not deliberately separated, they were a family in the great war ten thousand years ago, and they are here now.

Suddenly, Jiang Chang'an's footsteps stopped, and his eyes fell on a blank grid in front of him, and the small characters of "Big Golden-winged Phoenix King" were vaguely written in the line of ancient small characters below.

Jiang Chang'an flipped his palm, and the green jade sycamore and the phoenix blood cryolite flew into the space, lighting up a dark blue lantern for this inn.

He bowed down and saluted again: "In the former underground palace, if it weren't for the protection of the green jade sycamore, the kid would have been annihilated and devoured by the void and yin, if there was no phoenix blood cryolite, he would not have quickly comprehended the Dao Yun accumulated by the sycamore, and the younger generation thanked the predecessors here, and the things returned to the original owner." ”

"Uncle, you still have a bit of conscience. The old man patted his belly and smiled, leading the way upstairs.

Lao Dao led the way to the third layer in one breath, the first and second layers were all full of treasures, and the third layer was much more plain in comparison, but it was also the most difficult for Jiang Changan to underestimate, just because there were two jade spirit positions placed inside.

"Emperor Ziyou and Ape Emperor Yuan Hao!" Jiang Changan hurriedly saluted, and the old man couldn't stop nagging: "Everyone is dead, what are you worshipping?"

After jumping to the spiritual position, he copied a wooden box directly from behind the spiritual platform

, wrapped tightly with yellow cloth, with edges and corners.

Lao Dao uncovered the yellow cloth, revealing the brocade box, and threw it into Jiang Changan's arms in disgust.

This is a square brocade box with a square head, which is cold to start with, and the whole is purple-red, made of glass, and made of Baoyu. The red lacquer on the top depicts the pine and cypress flowing clouds, and the bottom is painted with a palace, gold and silver, carved with several large pillars, and the pillars are wrapped with a nine-clawed golden-whiskered amethyst dragon.

There are several bridges again, the fairy clouds on the bridge are filled, the magic car of the dragon horse and the Danfeng body is circling, the banner is pretending to be displayed, the strange flowers and grass on the star platform are competing for beauty, and the stars and the Milky Way at the top of the palace are flowing like a waterfall.

In the palace, there are gold-armored gods, one by one holding a whip and holding an axe and a hammer.

Walk into the cloister, enter the palace gate, the left and right two columns of cultural relics will stand, the palace is resplendent and brilliant, and the colorful phoenix is flying.

On the jade platform, there is a very burly man sitting at the highest place behind the case, not angry and self-righteous, supreme, dressed in bright gold clothes, hosta beads, with red neon ten thousand ways on the top of his head, thousands of rui qi, and a fairy with an extraordinary posture on the side holds a jade plate, which is placed with divine pills, jade bottle purification, civil and military gods, and all saints worship.

When Jiang Chang'an's consciousness was gradually depressed, Bodhi eyes were clear for a while, and he turned around suddenly, with a cold sweat on his back, and his heart palpitated.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and said with a smug smile: "Boy, do you know what this is? Back then, the Purple Shadow Emperor and the Ape Emperor joined hands, and although it was impossible to kill the immortals, they finally shot down a brocade box when the immortals left. This is the evidence of the existence of immortals, do you dare to believe it?"

Something left behind by the immortals!

Jiang Changan's eyes lit up, and the Founder of Creation opened the Xuanhuang Immortal Source Milk from the Immortal Tomb, isn't there also in this box?

He couldn't help but say that he tried his best to open the box. But it was like a stone, and he couldn't find a switch at all, even if he used the six hell spirit fires and the void yin, he couldn't hurt it for half a point.

Mo Cang was also interested, and a little black smoke bounced onto the box, but I don't know what the box is made of, water can't be splashed, fire can't be extinguished, and everything can't be invaded.

"Don't bother, if I can open the uncle, I'm willing to hand it over to you kid? This is an iron lump that can't be broken!"

As the bull-nosed old man said, he was about to take it back, Jiang Changan's eyes flashed a trace of cunning, and then he sighed sadly: "It's a pity, if you have more time, maybe you can really open it." ”

"Open?" Niubi paused and laughed loudly: "Little brother, you have a bit of brains, but you are too conceited, how can mortals open the things of immortals?"

Jiang Chang'an looked hesitant and muttered, "Maybe...... Really?"

"Haha, you really don't hit the south wall and don't look back, don't say uncle, I didn't give you this chance! Uncle, I'll give you half a pillar of incense time, see how you can open it!"

Bullnose threw the box back again.

But I saw the river again

Chang'an hesitated and remained silent.

"Why? you don't want to give it a try?"

Jiang Changan's face was flustered: "The juniors are just thinking, if it is really opened by luck, will the things in this box belong to the seniors or to me?"

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, burst into laughter, his voice shook the whole building, pointed at Jiang Changan with one hand, and held his stomach with the other: "You kid really think you can open this thing?"

Seeing that Jiang Changan looked flustered and had no confidence, Niu Bi simply said: "Okay, as long as you can open it, the contents of this box will be yours!"

"Is this true?" a subtle smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Changan's mouth.

"If Uncle Ben repents, it will be ...... It's the Eighth Millennium King!"

"Good!"

Jiang Changan didn't have much confidence in his heart, but from the fact that the Heaven Opening Master had opened the Immortal Tomb, he estimated that the Heaven Opening Technique might be useful.

The patterns of the road spread throughout the entire jade box, and the slightest golden light extended in——

"The black ape and white crane have no rootless trees, and the light moon and stars are sparse in the sky!"

"Open!"

shouted angrily, but saw that the glass box didn't move and didn't react at all.

The bull-nosed old man smiled forward and backwards, and there was no shortage of sneering words and schadenfreude.

Simplify the complex, the big sword has no edge, and the big skill is not work. Jiang Changan pondered for a moment, and the voice of the old man in the secret realm seemed to float in his ears again.

"The Tao is hidden in the sharp edge, there is a divine spring in the chest, the life is seven feet long, and the snap of the fingers can reach the sky!

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the top of the glass box bounced open, and a thin red neon sprayed in the gap of a line, rolling purple mist, and the golden light shone so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes for a while.

it! The old man's eyes widened as big as a cow:

"It's really open!"

Syllable!

As soon as the divine light shot out, Jiang Changan hurriedly held it down, his eyebrows were condensed, and his expression was extremely excited: "There is a string sound! a wonderful string sound! It is a fairy sound, I understand, the pattern on this box is not the immortal's magic weapon, but the treasure he wants to meet and sacrifice to others, no wonder this sound is like heaven!"

The bull-nosed old man's eyes can't wait to get into the box to find out, and the cat scratches it in his heart, and regrets it, uncle, who can know that this kid can really open it! No, I have to find a way to trick this box back, uncle, I let it go, for the sake of this immortal treasure, what does it matter if I do it once!

"Why didn't I hear it, uncle?"

"Shhhh

The old man closed his eyes and listened, but he didn't hear any movement for a long time: "Hey, boy, is there really a string sound? Uncle, why didn't I ......?"

Niubi Lao Dao opened his eyes suddenly, the room was empty, where was Jiang Changan's figure in front of him?

"I ...... Your uncle's !!"

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