After a few seconds, Chu Ming's line of sight slowly became clear, and after seeing clearly that what he was in front of him was something he was extremely familiar with, Chu Ming was completely confused, dignified Zen Buddhism, what are you doing collecting so much gold? Is gold worth anything other than being a mortal currency?

Even if it is used to reshape the golden body of the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, it is only a formal meaning, and there is no real meaning, and gold, as a material in the mortal world, obviously cannot be cast into immortal weapons, so in this case, isn't the gold here just occupying space?

Although Chu Ming didn't understand this wave of Zen Buddhism's operations, but it couldn't hinder Chu Ming from putting these things that he once liked extremely much into the space of the old silver, good guy, don't let it go, I don't know, as soon as I let Chu Ming go, I know that the gold reserves here are even more than the gold stored by Smaug back then, this is really terrifying, and the gold here is only more than all the gold in the mortal world combined.

"Cut, vulgar!" After Chu Ming finished collecting the gold, he said with disdain, in order to show his contempt for this practice of Zen Buddhism, after the gold was a box of pearls, gems, the best jade, corals and other things, Chu Ming was naturally not polite, and put them all away, and after Chu Ming collected all these mortal things, he realized that these things were originally the sesame oil money that the mortal world paid tribute to various temples, and was later collected by Lingshan,

After the yellow and white things were collected, Chu Ming began to collect the magic weapons, but unfortunately, most of the magic weapons of Zen Buddhism are heavy, cooked copper sticks, wolf smoke sticks, and gold bowls and hammers, not to mention anything else, it should be enough to hold a concert, but unfortunately, the grade of the magic weapons here is too low, Uncle Chu Ming really can't look down on it, but the number is really large, wait for the welfare treatment for those demon soldiers in Lechuan City, anyway, Uncle Chu Ming can't use it.

Further back are the unique Buddhist scriptures, as well as some extremely rare refining materials, as well as the more than a dozen and so magic weapons that are placed with your eyes, and you know that they are much more advanced than those in front, Chu Ming didn't have time to check the effects of these magic weapons in detail, so he directly packed them all.

Further back, there are fewer things, but the quality of them is getting higher and higher, and in the deepest part of the Zen treasury is a huge black rosette.

"Nine Grades of Destroying the Black Lotus! This thing really exists" Chu Ming hasn't spoken yet, Fuxian Bodhisattva, who was regarded by Chu Ming as a poison testing beast, opened his mouth at this time, his words were full of shock and longing, if Chu Ming hadn't been here, it is estimated that Fuxian Bodhisattva would have snatched this lotus platform a long time ago.

Following the greed revealed in the eyes of Fuxian Bodhisattva, Chu Ming put this pitch-black lotus into the space of Lao Yin, the thing is good, but what is the specific effect, this still needs Chu Ming to explore it himself, but looking at the appearance of Fuxian Bodhisattva, Chu Ming understands that this nine-rank black lotus of destroying the world seems to have a great reason.

"This thing needs to be urged by the Dharma, and you don't know the Dharma, and if you take it, it's useless, so it's better to ......" Fuxian Bodhisattva said to Chu Ming, and then before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the wall by Chu Ming, and Fuxian immediately covered his mouth and stopped speaking.

After taking away the Nine Rank World Destroying Black Lotus, Chu Ming then took away a few books that shimmered with golden light, which were good things at first glance, but Chu Ming didn't have time to look at them carefully, as for what it was, Chu Ming still needed to take the time to look at it carefully.

When the last hair of the Zen treasure house was put away by Chu Ming, Chu Ming left the Zen treasure house directly and went to the demon clan's Ten Thousand Demon City to see, what else can be taken advantage of, anyway, the current Chu Ming is already an invincible existence under the saint, as long as the saint does not make a move, then everything is easy to say, the key is that the current saints are really alive and dead, Chu Ming really doesn't dare to make any mistakes, in case the boat capsizes in the gutter, okay!

Finally, Chu Ming relied on his identity as the great demon of Lechuan City to open the door to the treasury of Ten Thousand Demon City, although it was said that anyone could stop Chu Ming, but unfortunately no one here was the opponent of Uncle Chu Ming, even if Chu Ming's intentions were discovered in the end, Chu Ming still entered the treasury of the demon clan in a posture that swept the world.

Half a day later, Uncle Chu Ming left, and the news that Uncle Chu Ming betrayed the demon clan was also circulating in Ten Thousand Demon City.

At this time, Ao Lai Kingdom, Uncle Chu Ming cut down a group of krakens in three or five strokes, and stood on a reef, feeling a little lonely as snow, "Heavenly Court, Zen Buddhism, and the treasures of the Ten Thousand Demon City are all in my hands at this time, it seems that I should be able to leave, right?" If I stay any longer, I will have a lot of dreams at night, and if the battle between the saints is over, then I will be in trouble! Chu Ming began to think about whether he wanted to leave or not.

It is said that leaving at this time is the safest and safest way, enough to ensure that everything he has obtained so far will not have any losses, but Chu Ming is still unwilling.

Because Uncle Chu Ming still has an extremely important thing that he has not taken away, that is, the corpses of the ancestral witches and saints, in the next step, Chu Ming plans to devour a large number of ancestral witches and saints' bloodlines to improve his physical strength, but the number of ancestral witches and saints is really limited, there are only about twenty guys in total, but the war between the saints is destined to be impossible to end in a short time, if Chu Ming wants to, he can only continue to wait.

"It's boring! When is this going to be fought, why can't you quickly divide the winner! I'm waiting to collect the corpse," Chu Ming muttered and cursed, took out a bottle of drink and began to pour it into his mouth.

"Do you feel satisfied with the Three Realms War that you planned?" At this time, an extremely old voice sounded in Chu Ming's ears, and after Chu Ming's ears moved a few times, he looked back, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged and elderly man standing behind Chu Ming, and after seeing the man's appearance, Chu Ming was stunned, because Chu Ming couldn't know this guy at all.

"Who are you? What is my identity, how can I know about it? Chu Ming suddenly became a little anxious, many things can still be done, but they must not be said.

"Me, I have a lot of names. Some people call me Hongjun, and there are adults and so on. I've studied the entire Three Realms, and it seems that you're the only one out of the ordinary, and it's the first time I've seen such a situation! As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he scared Chu Ming.