I took a closer look at the eighty-one murals from the beginning, the birthplace of the white-clothed fairy seems to be this island, after becoming an immortal, he closed this island, the picture is drawn, the white-clothed fairy seems to have buried something by a small waterhole on the island. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 After becoming a god, the immortal came back again, stood by the waterhole for a long time without digging out the buried things, and floated away. After that, the white-clothed god man never came back until he stood at the peak of the god realm.

Looking at this, I can't help but wonder what the white-clothed fairy buried on the island.

Simba couldn't help but be stunned as he looked at the battle scene of the gods in the mural. The hands and feet unconsciously imitate the gestures on the painting. Seeing him like this, I didn't want to leave him and go directly, and I picked up the gestures that I could understand and learned step by step. Not to mention, the martial arts of the immortals are superior to our ordinary people, and every move is so natural and smooth, and slowly I am immersed in these martial arts. I don't know when Mr. Zhou came over. After I practiced all the martial arts, I gathered my momentum and wiped my sweat, and then I realized that there was still a person standing next to me.

"Old man Zhou, when did you come over, why didn't you squeak, you see it's really embarrassing to keep you waiting for so long." I said in a tongue that I had a feeling that someone else had peeped at my secrets.

"I've been here for a while, and I'll be here when Simba practiced the second martial arts." Old Man Zhou's face was calm and said tepidly.

I glanced at Simba, he was still practicing the martial arts skills in the painting, and his movements were not as stiff as at the beginning.

"Grandpa Zhou, how many times has Simba practiced now?" I asked Mr. Zhou while watching.

"This is the one hundred and eighth." Old Man Zhou said slowly.

I blushed and thought, "I just practiced it once, and it took Simba a hundred and eight times, it's embarrassing to think about it."

"You don't have to be ashamed, Simba has a pure heart and understands things faster than you, and besides, he is smarter than you, so it's normal for you to learn slowly." Old Man Zhou stabbed me viciously behind me.

I glanced at Mr. Zhou resentfully, and thought, "Mr. Zhou, if you talk like this, will you still have friends in the future?" Can we still have fun?"

My resentful eyes were too intense, which made Old Man Zhou feel a little weak, and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he made up and said: "I actually didn't say that you were stupid, but you weren't very smart compared to Simba, and of course you couldn't compare with me."

I thought to myself, "God's IQ is not very high, you still don't talk anymore, the more you describe, the darker and darker, and you still boast, how can you let my young heart bear it?"

I didn't talk to Mr. Zhou loudly, but I still woke Simba up, he finished the whole set of movements and finished the work, seeing that Mr. Zhou was also there, he didn't say anything to me, and stood quietly next to me.

Originally, I wanted to take Simba to find the place where the white-clothed god buried things, but now that Old Man Zhou is here, it is not good for the two of us to act alone, I looked at Simba, and asked Simba silently in my heart: "Do you want to take Old Man Zhou to hunt for treasures together?"

Simba nodded firmly.

I asked Mr. Zhou tentatively: "Grandpa Zhou, do you see anything strange about this mural?"

"What's so strange?" Old Man Zhou looked at me with a smile.

Maybe there is a ghost in my heart, I think Old Man Zhou's smile is a bit unfathomable, and my heart is bottomless when I laugh.

I didn't dare to test Old Man Zhou again, so I honestly confessed: "Simba and I want to find the place where the white-clothed god buried something, and I am curious about what he buried by the water, do you want to go with us?"

Old Man Zhou listened to my words, his eyes widened, his lips trembled slightly, his arms waved slightly, and he asked me excitedly: "How did you find out that he buried something by the water?"

I pointed to the petroglyphs on the rock wall and said, "Isn't that painting on it?"

"Which one? Which pair? Show it to me. Old Man Zhou couldn't wait.

I walked to the petroglyphs and wanted to show them to Mr. Zhou, but I couldn't see any painting of the white-clothed god buried in a circle, and there were eighty paintings lined up on the stone wall, and the extra painting seemed to have never existed.

I spread my hands and said helplessly to Mr. Zhou: "That painting is gone, but I did see that painting, I don't believe you asked Simba."

Simba nodded and testified to me, "Yes, I did see that painting, and I was afraid that I would forget it, so I painted it on purpose." As he spoke, Simba pulled out a pencil mural from his pocket.

"Simba, when did you bring pen and paper?" I asked Simba a little curiously.

Simba explained: "Master, these are the ones you forgot in the space before, I helped you receive them in the storage bag, I originally thought of returning them to you, but after a long time, I forgot to give them to you."

"Forget the good, forget the good." As he spoke, Old Man Zhou snatched the drawing paper from Simba's hand.

Old Man Zhou's behavior made me suspicious, and I asked him unceremoniously: "Grandpa Zhou, did you come to the island this time specifically to find the things left on the island by the white-clothed god?" Saying that forming a hacker alliance is just a cover, right?"

Old Man Zhou lowered his head and groaned for a while, and then slowly spoke: "That is a legend in our God Realm, it is said that our God Lord hid the natal magic treasure that he had cultivated for many years in a secret place when he ascended to the God Realm, if anyone can find this magic weapon, who will control half of the God Realm."

After listening to Mr. Zhou's words, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and my brain was opened, and I asked Mr. Zhou: "You have been traveling around all walks of life for so many years to find this treasure, right?"

Old Man Zhou nodded, shook his head again, his expression was silent, and he said in a low voice: "I actually didn't go to find this treasure in order to control half of the divine realm, in the past 10,000 years, the divine lord's mind has become more and more unclear, the divine doctor said that only by finding the divine master's natal magic weapon can he save him, but the divine master's brain was confused, he forgot which realm he left the natal magic weapon into, and the divine doctor had to send five of us to all walks of life to hunt for treasures, and I only had a map of the buried treasure island that was not very clear. I have searched all walks of life in the cultivation of immortals, but I have not found similar islands; This time I went to the human world with you, I accidentally saw on the map that this island is more like the birthplace of the gods, I wanted to come by myself, but it just so happened that Simba needed a place to cross the catastrophe, so I brought you together, you have to believe me, I have no selfish intentions. (To be continued.) )