"What the hell is that golden light? Why can't my ability penetrate it? Is that what Elder Ling said would be useful to me? No matter, let's open the stone door first! "This stone gate is ten centimeters thick, and it is not realistic to smash it open, so I can only use my seven-star knife to dig a hole in it. But what about those agencies? After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Mingyang finally came up with a way. I saw Zhao Mingyang picking up a stone near the passage.

Zhao Mingyang picked up a total of more than a dozen pieces of gravel of different sizes, the small ones were the size of a fist, and the big ones were about the same size as slabs and bricks. Zhao Mingyang took all the gravel to the corner more than ten meters away, and smashed it towards the stone gate with all his strength. With a bang, a fist-sized stone slammed into the stone door. Then I heard the sound of a "click, click, click" reed, and a rain of arrows shot out of the holes around it.

Zhao Mingyang waited for a while, and after making sure that there would be no more bows and arrows, he walked out of the corner. Looking at the dozens of bows and arrows scattered on the ground, he rejoiced: "Fortunately, the thing that can emit golden light is placed two meters behind the stone gate, otherwise even if I have a special ability, I will inevitably be shot by arrows in a few holes in my body!" Zhao Mingyang repeated this method several times until there were no more bows and arrows.

After trying a few more times, I was sure that there was really no bow and arrow. Only then did he boldly walk to the stone gate and use his ability to check where the density of the stone gate was low, so that it was convenient to dig a hole by himself. Once I had decided where to put the knife, I was ready to try it with the machetes that the hunters had brought. Zhao Mingyang picked out two knives that were not too rusty among the machetes, picked them up and slashed towards the stone gate.

"Smack! Syllable! "After two slashes, the machete broke. Zhao Mingyang leaned forward and took a closer look, and there were only two more knife marks on the stone door that were only a few millimeters deep. After seeing this situation, Zhao Mingyang was even more reluctant to try it with his Seven Star Treasure Knife. Standing on the spot and thinking about the meeting, Zhao Mingyang decided to change his strategy, first smashing it with a big stone, and then using a machete to break it off little by little. Zhao Mingyang went to find a stone the size of a winter melon, and prepared to use the sharp corner of the stone to smash the door.

Just lifted the stone and was about to drop it when a familiar voice sounded, "What are you lifting a stone for?" Zhao Mingyang was taken aback, and said angrily: "Please! Elder Ling, don't speak so suddenly, okay! I'm scared to death by you! Of course I smashed the door with the rock, and I didn't have the key. Ling Lao sneered: "What else to smash, just kick the door open!" I have strengthened your body with a drop of my master's essence blood, haven't you noticed that your strength is greater than before? ”

Zhao Mingyang looked at the big stone in his hand that weighed at least forty or fifty catties, and lifting it felt like lifting a piece of tofu. smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't you say it, I really haven't found out!" Alright, I'll see if I can kick it out of the way now! With that, he took a few steps back, and then rushed towards the stone gate. When he was about to get closer, he flew up and kicked it. "Slow down! You don't have to use that much force! Elder Ling's voice sounded in Zhao Mingyang's heart.

"What?" Before Zhao Mingyang could understand what was going on, the whole person got into the stone gate and smashed on several large boxes, and the boxes were smashed by Zhao Mingyang. "Oops! It hurts me! Zhao Mingyang let out a groan of pain. Elder Ling gloated: "You deserve it! Who told you to use so much force! Don't expect me to spend all my energy on treating you this time. You don't want to think about it, you are the one who has strengthened your body with a drop of my master's essence blood. You can now punch a thousand pounds with a casual punch! ”

Zhao Mingyang stood up and looked at the human-shaped hole on the stone door, and complained: "Why didn't you say it earlier!" I fell so badly! Ling Lao smiled and said, "You were too anxious, and you ran over and kicked the door before I finished speaking!" "Zhao Mingyang understands the character of Ling Lao, this old guy has a black belly! Therefore, talking to Ling Lao has become less respectful, and talking to Ling Lao has become much more casual.

Zhao Mingyang picked up the torch that fell on the ground, and after lighting the torch in the stone room, he looked at the gold and silver jewelry that he smashed all over the ground, and then looked at the celebrity calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. There is a calligraphy that makes Zhao Mingyang very interested, it is the first calligrapher Wang Xizhi's fast snow when the clear post, it is actually Wang Xizhi's authentic handwriting. Yan Liben and Wu Daozi's paintings also have one each. Zhao Mingyang only glanced at it a few times, and then stopped paying attention to these.

What Zhao Mingyang is most interested in now is what the thing that emits golden light is! Zhao Mingyang glanced around the entire stone room, but he didn't find anything special! He scanned around again with his unbelief ability, and found that there was a small box next to the large box he had crushed, and the golden light was coming from the small box. Zhao Mingyang walked to the front of the small box, carefully opened a crack, looked inside along the gap, and saw that there was a beautifully carved rectangular object inside, and after seeing that there was no danger, Zhao Mingyang opened the box.

Inside was a small golden coffin that was more than a foot long and fifteen or sixteen centimeters high, and the small golden coffin was carved with various images of the Buddha. Zhao Mingyang carefully took out the small golden coffin, and saw that the side of the small golden coffin was carved with a horizontal Shakyamuni Buddha, and on the other side was carved the story of the Buddha's Nirvana. Zhao Mingyang carefully opened the lid of the coffin, and a dazzling golden light emerged.

Ling Lao smiled and said, "It turned out to be the Buddha bone relic of this little guy Siddhartha!" Zhao Mingyang asked suspiciously, "Who is Siddhartha?" Elder Ling asked in surprise, "You don't know who Siddhartha is?" Zhao Mingyang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Will I ask you if I know?" Ling Lao showed his true body, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm afraid that in this world, except for the Buddha, most people don't know who Siddhartha is!" But if you name him another name, you'll probably know! He is what you often call the Buddha Shakyamuni! ”

Zhao Mingyang said in surprise: "It turns out that Shakyamuni's real name is Siddhartha!" "Little guy, it's useless for you to keep this relic of his, why don't I help you put it away first!" Zhao Mingyang looked at the old man who had been transformed by Ling Lao with suspicious eyes and said, "So you look like this!" What a lewd old man he looks! Will you be so kind as to put it away for me? You must have a purpose! ”

Ling Lao smiled awkwardly and said, "What purpose can I have!" "The Reborn Gambling King