Along the way, hundreds of tadpole gold characters flew out one after another on the divine scroll, hanging upside down on the top, golden and bright, boxy, all of them are strong and vigorous, and they are flowing water, but seeing those golden tadpole god words are integrated, I can't see the slightest loss of fireworks, as if the holy relics fell from the sky.

The mercenary's face was not much shocked.

Zhang Xiaotian's face is like tissue paper wrapped in brown sugar, how can he not cover it, he sighed on this word, crawled on that word and sighed, showing a look of great regret on his uncle's grandfather, and said with his tongue on the roof of his mouth: "Lao Bao, your family has such a divine scroll, and you are still worried about no wealth?" I can also see that this thing is not in the world at all, it must be which immortal in the Taixu Immortal Realm stayed in your house, no wonder Tong Sheng wants to protect your family! ”

Zhang Xiaotian has no regrets.

What I regret is: Lao Bao has such a holy relic, he can fly out so many ancient gold characters, it is not much, it is enough to reward himself on the face of the old classmate, and he will not eat and drink for three lifetimes, which of these gold words will not speak on three five or eight seven tons.

Zhang Xiaotian sighed.

It turns out that Bao Yuan is the real rich man!

Zhang Xiaotian secretly complained, he knew that this was the case, why did he need to follow the yellow blind man Fei Na Egg, and directly find Bao Yuan to cry poor, can he not appreciate the bowl of rice.

According to this change, not to mention the Sixth European Empire, that is, the First Empire to the Sixth Empire all combined are not as rich as the Bao family. The money made by the gods is not counted, suffocation, three hundred and eighty-seven tons of a large piece of gold, three dollars a minute, one hundred and eighty yuan an hour, twenty-four hours a day is four thousand three hundred and two pieces, one piece is calculated as five tons, oh my God, this day will exceed the richest man in the world.

Zhang Xiaotian was completely silent in the dream of making a fortune, and screamed repeatedly.

It's not that he is the only one who will go crazy when he sees these golden characters, no one at the bottom of society has ever seen so much gold, Zhang Xiaotian is still a little knowledgeable. I didn't go straight to the back of my breath. It's been five years, strictly speaking, less than five years, Zhang Xiaotian doesn't look like a human, a ghost doesn't look like a ghost, and what he eats every day is like swallowing ginger water in his stomach to pay tribute to the dead. This kind of suffering cannot be complained of to others.

You can't tell anyone that I'm evil, and I eat everything like a dead man, so help me.

Don't say that no one cares, but someone does. will also send him directly to a psychiatric hospital.

In fact, so many tadpole gold characters flew out of the god scroll, Bao Yuan was heartfelt, and he happily thought, even if this ancestral god scroll can turn into gold by itself, then why did Lao Tzu come to the tomb of the god in Liupan Mountain to take risks, go home and incense it. After calming down for a while, Bao Yuan pondered, there must be something in front of him that is mutually inductive with this Qilin Divine Scroll, and it must be that there is something mysterious going to appear in the Divine Tomb of Liupan Mountain.

For at home, it is not necessary to fly out the golden words.

If you want to fly out, you will fly out early. This thing has been left for hundreds of years without any movement.

Along the path of wealth and fortune at his feet, the nightfire peacock gradually disappeared, and the inverted vertebral pyramid also disappeared.

Then he walked into an infinitely circumvented hole, and as he walked, his head and feet were reversed, and the back and forth of his head and feet were reversed. As he walked, he turned back again, feeling like a time and space tunnel, Bao Yuan suddenly felt something unusual about himself, and the hair on his head grew more and more insanely as he went.

His hair was originally hairy, but now it feels like it's up to his ears.

I walked more than 1,000 meters, up and down, and turned upside down six or seven times. The hair is neck-length.

Bao Yuan didn't dare to let go of the scroll holding it, he thought in his heart that this place was so fucking weird, it was even stranger than Tanggula Mountain, why didn't Zhang Xiaotian's hair grow. Why do you want your hair to grow like crazy, is it really as people say, one day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world?

With the rapid growth of his hair, with every step, Bao Yuan counted the days in his heart.

The scroll is about three meters long and held in his hand. Bao Yuan felt that if there was a monster running out, it could be draped on his body in time, at least this unicorn god scroll should be as hard as iron in the tomb of the gods, much better than body armor, in fact, Bao Yuan was worried that Zhang Xiaotian would not be useful at a critical time, and he did not dare to take on a big responsibility.

The road spun back and forth, and I don't know when it was a head.

After more than a thousand long strides, only to hear the crunch of scandium, the mercenary dropped his pistol on the ground.

It turned out that there were no bullets in the gun for a long time, and the mercenaries felt that they were holding redundant, and the mercenaries on the weird stone rope bridge had already noticed that they had become copper and iron bones from top to bottom, even if they encountered lions, tigers and other monsters, they could let go, and it was completely redundant to ask for a pistol without bullets.

Bao Yuan glanced at the mercenary of Chidandan, took off a coat and handed it to him.

It's really indecent to be naked like this.

Bao Yuan remembered that Zhang Xiaotian said that he had torn off the mercenary's clothes, and Bao Yuan blushed, but then he thought again, it wasn't Lao Tzu who tore it, you misunderstood an egg, and then misunderstood that Lao Tzu is not a comrade or a glass, Lao Tzu has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is still at the fairy level, and Lao Tzu can't pick up a man's pants.

Gradually, the front opened up, showing a white light the size of a fist, and walked forward seventy or eighty steps, and saw a black ox cast in iron, each iron ox with a bowl of thick iron chains around its neck, and an iron ox wrapped in an iron ox, densely arranged in circles.

Looking at the appearance and figure of these iron oxen, all of them running forward, I don't know what those thick iron cables are pulling.

Bao Yuan saw that the coffin on the Qilin God Scroll was getting clearer and clearer, and vaguely remembered that when he passed by the place of floating coffins, all the floating coffins were written in big seals, and he said a few words loudly, and then remembered to go back to Fugui Township, as for what was written under the floating coffin, Bao Yuan couldn't remember it at all.

"Xiaotian, is that the miracle you said earlier?" Bao Yuan asked.

"Yes."

"The white stuff is a coffin, right?"

"Yes."

"Xiaotian, what's inside?" Bao Yuan vaguely felt that these iron bulls seemed to be pulling the white jade coffin in the distance, but these iron bulls were motionless on the ground, if they were pulling, they would have already pulled, maybe these iron bulls did not give divine power at all, they were just putting on a show.

"I don't know what's inside the coffin, I haven't seen it, don't talk about me, even the yellow blind man doesn't dare to approach. It is said that during World War II, brave soldiers approached the coffin and were sucked into it alive. Lao Bao, let's just take a look, don't get close. That divine sword is domineering enough, you don't have to think about it to know that there is a magnificent demon pressing down below. But by no means as strange as this coffin. I won't let you see it, and I feel a little bit like I'm going home empty-handed in Baoshan, but my curiosity must be smaller. Don't feel how hard your life is, that thing drags you into the coffin and definitely doesn't fight haha! Zhang Xiaotian solemnly warned.

Bao Yuan put on an extremely shameless look, and said with white eyes: "Hmph, what are you afraid of, afraid of a ball...... Lao Tzu's life is hard, no, no, no. When you left Lao Tzu to chase the yellow blind man, Lao Tzu led the mercenary brothers to kill back one hundred and ten ghosts along the way. ”

"Poof~" Zhang Xiaotian sprayed, he flattened his mouth and said, "Come on, come on." Lao Bao, when the fuck did you learn to brag, if you don't brag, you'll die, just you, and kill a hundred and ten monsters, you wait, Lao Tzu will find two ghosts for you to fight in a while, you send one to me to see, Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it! ”

As soon as Bao Yuan bragged, he coughed a few times and said, "Little God, little God." You are looking at people through the cracks in the door, and you look down on people, what's the big deal about ghosts, Emperor Tang Minghuang once argued with Lao Tzu. The results are ...... The results are ...... Forced so that Lao Tzu couldn't find his teeth......" When Bao Yuan was proud, he said the matter of beating Tang Minghuang carelessly, and even though he had already said it, Bao Yuan felt that he didn't mention the words of the Tanggula Mountain Tomb, so he didn't stop talking, and forced himself to go down to the sea.

"Emperor Tang Ming?" Zhang Xiaotian was stunned.

"Haha. I don't understand. ”

Bao Yuan began to explain: "Five years ago, Lao Tzu was working in Xi'an, my boss was called Hei Fat, nicknamed Tang Ming Huang, saying that he had fine skin and tender meat, and there were 100 brothers who had lived and befriended each other, all of whom claimed to be emperors of all dynasties, some were called Qin Shi Huang, some were called Emperor Guangwu, some were called Emperor Wu of Han, and some were called Dade Tianzi, in short, the emperors of which dynasty and which generation had titles. Once, the black fat did not pay Lao Tzu's salary, refused to pay overtime wages, and provoked Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's temper can't be suppressed, you know that our fist is practiced, I have lost my temper since I was a child, and even my ancestors are afraid, I call a voice, and the ancestral tablet has to jump three times. ”

"Blow, blow, blow, you kid brag and don't pay taxes, and you're not afraid to blow your tongue!" Zhang Xiaotian flattened his mouth, he knew that Bao Yuan was farting.

"Go and go, I know that I don't believe it when I tell you, the emperors of the past dynasties have put down the number ten people, and Leng let the buddies fall down alone, just because of this, Xiaoqing will fall in love with me, a real man, don't believe it, go back and ask Xiaoqing, if it's the truth, Lao Tzu will take a bubble, and you will eat the soup and water in front of you."

"Fuck you, eat it yourself!"

Bao Yuan laughed, although he was talking nonsense, Zhang Xiaotian didn't know that Bao Yuan had indeed fought against the emperors of previous dynasties.

Indeed, even if Bao Yuan told Zhang Xiaotian that he had beaten the emperors of the past dynasties in Prison Dragon City.

I'm afraid that Zhang Xiaotian won't believe it for a while.

There are some things that are very strange in China: I have done some big things that show my face, I always like to let others know about it, I hope that others will praise me, and I always think that what I have done is high-end and high-grade. For example, A went to the place of B's dreams, and one day A actually went. I really want to tell B that I've been to that good place. Usually A will conventionally leave some special marks in that place, such as: A visits here. When you talk about it to B, B probably won't believe it, and even if you don't believe it, A will tell B to go and see if you don't believe it, there is a word I left, A comes here, and it's really there, you won't believe it.

Woyun Prodigal Son is by no means advocating that everyone go and leave their own calligraphy wherever they go.

This "traditional virtue" is no longer promoted.

Don't go far, that is to say, more than 200 years ago, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty often sent those talented people who fell to Sun Mountain to collectively go to the Great Wall to inscribe to see whose literary talent is good, and to hire them exceptionally, which was the world's most advanced talent recruitment method at that time, but now it has become a bad habit.

It doesn't matter: among the four famous novels, there are many celebrities who will inscribe the words wherever they go, but it is by no means Cao Cao's visit here, Jia Baoyu's visit here, Tang Seng's visit here, and Wu Song's visit. However, there is really one person who has asked for this visit, this is the big splash monkey of Sun Wukong, which inscribed a Sun Wukong in the palm of the Buddha's hand to travel here, and urinated a lot, haha!

In the hometown of the prodigal son of Woyun, there was a great calligrapher during the Qianlong period, and Qianlong named him the seventh in command of calligraphy in the world, and this person was named Feng Shiqiao.

How did Feng Shiqiao become famous, he learned that Emperor Qianlong loved Wutai Mountain, in order to see Qianlong, in order to be appreciated, Feng Shiqiao took the trouble to write on the apricot yellow wall of the temple on Wutai Mountain: Shangdang Feng Shiqiao, Feng Shiqiao came here to visit, etc., because this matter was not less beaten by the monks of Wutai Mountain. Finally, Emperor Qianlong saw it when he went to Wutai Mountain for the fifth time, and Chrysostom canonized him as the seventh in command of calligraphy in the world.

Ha ha! The three old and four young people in the world, be careful of saliva and fists when spreading their own ink treasures, and now there is no "eighth in command of calligraphy in the world" to canonize you. (To be continued.) )