"Little junior brother, although this mother mirror is also evil, but after all, it is not the public mirror, but it is easy to deal with, with the Golden Buddha to suppress it for three years, find a place to bury it, this mirror will not be a scourge, so that when the fifth junior brother comes back, the Golden Buddha is in his hands at this time. But the claws and scales were unrecognizable to the poor monk. Speaking of this, the Lotus Monk seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned around and went down a wooden box from the bookshelf on one side.

The Lotus Monk opened the wooden box and saw a few books that looked very old inside.

"Oh, by the way, little junior brother, these are a few ancient books that the poor monk got from his friend when he visited his friends before, and they all record new and strange things in ancient times, and the poor monk saw them from here. Now that the poor monk has finished reading it, you can take it and take a look, junior brother. The lotus monk said with a serious face.

This is the second treasure of the Bai family, after the lotus monk sent Bai Game to the Bai family, he went to see his early friend, and then took these ancient books before leaving.

That Tranquility Realm scolded the thief on the spot, but he was helpless.

He couldn't beat the thief.

The ghost knows that a thief bald of the Great Perfection of the Six Imperial Realms is so outrageously strong? Where the hell is this bloodline talent with ten times the combat power, it is clearly a hundred times the combat power!

So, the restless realm moved overnight.

The Lotus Monk had actually finished reading it a long time ago, and wanted to return it after reading it, but it was because he couldn't find that friend for a while, so he brought it back to the Lotus Temple in desperation.

After all, these ancient books are too important to be thrown away!

It was also after reading these ancient books that the Lotus Monk found that he was a little sitting in the well and watching the sky, and finally understood why these ancient books were regarded as treasured by his friend in the Restless Realm.

Because these ancient books are very likely to be the products of the same era as the inheritance of their Lotus Temple.

Tan Mo stretched out his hand to take the wooden box, thanked him, and then asked, "Senior brother, what to do with these claws and scales?" ”

After thinking about it, the lotus monk said: "According to the days that the third junior brother said before they left, good things are approaching, and there will be one person in the temple no matter what, so let Bai Guzi go." The scales and claws were sealed by the poor monk, and then handed over to Bai Guzi, and brought together for Brother Lin Dao to take care of and suppress. ”

"Senior brother, let the little monk come to the matter of the seal." When Tan Mo heard this, he said, although his senior brother is strong, he is only in the Six Imperial Realms after all.

And he has already stepped into the ninth layer of the Three Talents Realm with half a foot.

In the past few days, Tan Mo has not gained anything, and under the bypass, he has already felt a little clue about stepping into the ninth layer.

Therefore, the seal he imposed was undoubtedly much stronger than that of his senior brother, the Lotus Monk.

It's just a pity that the Demon Sutra Demon Intent can't be attached to the seal, otherwise, Tan Mo will be more at ease.

After all, although the demons are weird, there are really not many who can break free from the lock of the Demon Sutra. It is...... This can break free, cough! Without exception, they all have great origins ( ̄△ ̄; )。

When the Lotus Monk heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then nodded vigorously.

Although he knew that his little junior brother was well versed in his methods, and his cultivation had already far surpassed him, but because of Tan Mo's face and age, he always subconsciously ignored Tan Mo's strength.

This is also the reason why he has obviously decided to let Tan Mo replace him as the abbot of the Lotus Temple, but he has not made any moves.

So, the lotus monk said: "Little junior brother, your new monk's robe has already been made, you try it first, if you think it fits, then the poor monk chooses a day and declares it to the spiritual world!" ”

This is to make him officially crowned king...... Ahem, did you become an abbot? Tan Mo was a little excited in his heart, but he folded his hands together, his expression was the same as before, and he said with a wooden face: "Yes, senior brother." ”

Looking at Tan Mo, the lotus monk nodded slightly.

His little junior brother is still as calm as ever! It is worthy of the same white bones as his master!

Immediately, Tan Mo went to try the monk's robe that his senior brother had prepared for him, and it fit very well, so the date was set, and a month later, it was the day he became the abbot of the Lotus Temple.

This night, Tan Mo stayed in the Lotus Temple.

After spending one night, Tan Mo finished reading the ancient books in his hand.

"These books are written by a certain great supernatural person from the last era." Tan Mo thought, first of all, the material of these books is very unusual, and the wooden boxes where these books are placed are not ordinary.

And the underworld mentioned in the book, the Great Black Heaven has long lost the six reincarnations, so this must not be the account of the predecessors in the Great Black Heaven.

"The power of this magic weapon in ancient times is really weird and huge!"

Tan Mo was deeply shocked by what was recorded in the book, in addition to the evil sect magic weapon of the ghost Zhaoren, there were also several evil sect magic weapons, all of which could kill an unpredictable realm in an instant.

And even the primordial spirit cultivated in the unpredictable realm can be directly wiped out.

"Ghost shines on people, blood god knife, ghost gate closes ......"

Tan Mo muttered in a low voice.

In these ancient years ago, the Unpredictable Realm was just a unit to measure the power of these magic weapons.

Of course, the unpredictable people who can die under these magic weapons should not have set foot in the fourth stage, at most the third stage. But Rao is like this, a scum like Huo'er, even in his heyday, let the ghost shine in the public mirror, and it will be gone immediately!

"But what's strange is why the evil magic weapons such as the Ghost Zhaoren, the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and the Ghost Gate Pass were all sacrificed by the sages and brought to the underworld ......"

"Could it be that the underworld can truly seal these evil magic weapons?"

Tan Mo shook his head, put away these ancient books, put them into a wooden box, and then put them away with his sleeve shadow supernatural power. Later, the little county lord wanted to hear the story again, so he used the description of the evil sect in these ancient books to perfunctory her.

It just so happened that in recent times, he had no more stories to make up.

There were many kinds of stories he told to Xiaojun before, but they were basically one plot - a teenager got a golden finger for scrap firewood, and then chopped firewood online...... Ahh

If the little county lord doesn't like to listen to male-dominated, then Tan Mo will replace the protagonist with a woman, such as a woman, a fairy or something.

At first, the little county lord listened to it with relish, but soon, the little county lord found out that the stories she listened to seemed to be similar!

So, Tan Mo couldn't fool this guy a little.

"Little junior brother, where are you going?" When Tan Mo went out, he happened to meet Bai Guzi, holding a broom, and Bai Guzi was sweeping the floor contentedly, with a calm expression and a very easy-going gaze.

However, this is not a white bone sweeping sweep out of the mentality of a high monk, but a lotus monk in the temple.

The three words of the lotus monk are more effective than anything else for Bai Guzi.

"Breakfast." Tan Mo said truthfully.

"But you're on your way down the mountain?" Bai Guzi was surprised.

"Go to the palace for breakfast."

White bones: "......"