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The old monkey seemed to see my thoughts a little, and then he said: "But then again, it is not impossible for you to obtain the Book of Heaven, but it is only after passing the test that those who are judged to be prophets can get this fragment of the Book of Heaven in my hand!"

"Test?" I asked, "What kind of test do you say?"

The old spirit monkey looked at me and suddenly became interested, and unconsciously shirked it again: "Alas, I think it's better to forget it, in the years I have guarded the Book of Heaven, there are at least four or five peerless masters who want to come to get this Book of Heaven, but no one can go through the test at all, and all of them have lost their lives in vain, I advise you to forget it!"

"What kind of test is so horrible to you?" I sighed as I looked at the old monkey and quipped, "Wouldn't it be jumping into a vat to compete for a drink?"

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, at least tens of thousands of times more terrifying than this, tell you that even if the top macho man enters the pass test, it will be a light and serious injury and a serious death, and this is still the test when the state of that side is in the worst state before there is an extremely small possibility of dragging the crippled body out, you know you?"

"So scary, what the hell is that?" the two little guys were slightly drunk, and seemed to hear something, so they couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"Yes, since what you said is so powerful, why don't you let people see it!" I also said a little anxiously.

"Hiccup!" the old monkey burped, looked at the three of them with an extremely disdainful look on their faces, sneered twice, and then pulled out a piece of rag that looked like a patch from his arms, and said in his mouth: "Look, what do you see in here?"

"It looks like a painting, but it's ugly!" said Filip.

"Yes, all of the people in here look like ugly monsters, I really don't know if the person who painted it is brainless?" Feng Yashi also concluded.

"Ahem!" said the old monkey with a slightly ugly face, "I painted it myself, and it's the best one!"

"And what are you doing with this painting, and what kind of test is this?" I questioned.

"If you enter this painting, and then you can come out completely, even if you succeed in breaking through the level, I will consider giving you the fragment of the Heavenly Book you want!" the old spirit monkey followed.

"Damn! I thought it was some kind of difficulty, but it was so simple, I agreed!" I patted my chest and said confidently.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant, you've really already decided?" asked the old spirit monkey's eyes.

"Alright!" I nodded violently.

"Okay, then you can just break in and try it!" said the old monkey, suddenly magnifying the painting several times, as if in an instant the whole painting had become an invisible gate, and inside was a cluster of light and shadow.

"Husband, you're the best!"

"Husband, you are my hero!"

Seeing the two little beauties cheering excitedly, the old spirit monkey couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Alas! It seems that there will be one more martyr who will break through this time, Amen!"

"Don't talk about our husband like that, or I'll be over with you!" The two little beauties heard it clearly in their ears, and they gave two punches in the old monkey's head as they spoke, and in an instant two high hills stood up.

"What the hell is this place?" I couldn't help but feel the smell of incense coming over me, as if I was drunk among the flowers in an instant.

"Come on, keep taking it off!" In a loft in the distance, several high-pitched male voices cried out, the voice was extremely majestic, as if a muffled drum had been beaten heavily, and there seemed to be a song and swallow dance around it.

"The old monkey can't be playing tricks on me, is he?" I held the golden gun tightly, and I was ready to fight well, but I didn't expect that when I came in, there was no hidden weapon mechanism and one opponent after another to block it, but the scene was extremely peaceful and pleasant, and even a little charming.

"Let Xing'er come, Yan'er is shy!" A delicate female voice suddenly entered my ears, and the voice was so sweet that it felt like a smooth little hand caressing her little chest.

I couldn't help but put away the golden gun in my hand and prepared to step forward to take a good look!

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