In the original work, what is mentioned about Kunlun is not, the treasures in it are very similar, but Mo Lingjian, there are definitely a lot of heavy treasures in it.

The essence of heaven and earth in the entire star field is all here, after so many years of pregnancy, there is no medicine king, in addition, will it give birth to this immortal, and there is also the quasi-emperor pagoda cast by the divine trace purple gold......

When he came to Kunming, he must have eaten all at once.

The vast forest, the flowers, the air rippling with enchanting fragrance, the scenery is charming.

"Roar~~"

A fierce beast the size of a small mountain let out a roar and rushed towards Mo Ling.

Knock knock knock!

The earth trembled, the surrounding trees fell violently, Mo Ling's eyes were level, his fist was swirling with electricity, and a punch blasted out.

Rumble... Zla~~·

In the end, the fierce beast is not, walking to the small pool behind the fierce beast, Yan Ruyu has already dug a lotus root, in the sunlight, the lotus root emits a white jade-like light, a drop of water droplets from the lotus root, a faint fragrance emanating.

Nine section lotus, healing saint, can live the dead and white, can also change the human body, and the lotus root used by the Bodhisattva to save the red child on TV is a product, but it should belong to the magic medicine layer, this lotus root can barely reach a small medicine, not bad.

It's been almost two months since he came to Kunlun, and all kinds of treasures have been received, and it is really the elixir that grows like weeds, cluster by cluster, Mo Ling is almost a little visually fatigued, and now he doesn't want to bend down when he sees the thousand-year-old elixir, he is too tired.

In addition, there are some other curiosities, all kinds of materials, which can be described as direct wealth.

But Mo Ling was a little unopen, except for these, he didn't touch a single heavy treasure, which made him a little unhappy.

"Let's go, keep looking!"

The world in Kunlun is very, for a month, the two of them walked and stopped, no matter how they said they walked out of hundreds of thousands, but they were still outside Kunlun, with mountains and huge forests, and from time to time they encountered one or two fierce people who did not have long eyes, and collected some medicines with relatively high value, which was the daily life of the two of them.

This, the two of them walked and walked, and suddenly found that they were confused around them, and they didn't feel like it at first, but very, Mo Ling had already discovered that something was wrong.

His divine thoughts couldn't penetrate the mystery, and the visibility of his vision was only two or three, Mo Ling suddenly grabbed Yan Ruyu, squinted his eyes and said:

"Be careful, we guess we've broken into a ban somewhere."

The two of them didn't dare to be big, Kunlun's ban was too dangerous, and one would lose if he didn't pay attention, so he was secretly on guard and ready to take action at any time.

No, as the two of them came forward, the vision in front of them widened.

This is a piece of bamboo, the dark golden bamboo is dotted with gold, the emerald green leaves are vibrant, the breeze blows, the bamboo forest sets off waves, making people feel that they are in the sea, and the heart is relaxed.

In the distance, there is a small, the mist rises, the auspicious is exhausted, and there are two or three grasses built next to the small lake, the artistic conception is deep, the willows and flowers are dark, as if people are in a paradise.

Mo Ling and Yan Ruyu looked at each other, walked out of the bamboo, came to the small lake, and saluted the grass hut from afar.

"Junior Mo Ling (Yan Ruyu, I have no intention of breaking into this, please forgive me!) ….

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Liang, didn't move, the two of them walked slowly, secretly lucky, ready to move or run away at any time.

However, when Mo Ling lifted the straw curtain, he found that their vigilance was just too much.

There is no trace of life in the grass house, there is a desk in the middle, there is a set of poor on it, and the faint fragrance of tea is scattered from it, which is intoxicating.

In addition, there is a piece of wood, on which is placed a chapter of Pu, the whole hut is a few Jane, but it is full of meaning, high mood, and freedom.

It seems that I saw a person who often sits on the edge of a small lake, with no fishing rod, sitting quietly and watching the bamboo sea sway; and he sat in a hut, soaked in a pot, and wrote a book with him, or made it on a bed and became enlightened.

Suddenly, the hearts of the two seemed to have been washed, and the spirit was clear, and their hearts were peaceful.

Mo Ling felt a little touched in his heart, isn't this his fantasy life?

Find a paradise and live such a life, time stops in him, detached, free from any constraints, quiet with poetry.

"Divine Scarlet Purple Sand!" Yan Ruyu's exclamation surprised him, Mo Ling looked up, Yan Ruyu was playing with the tea, beating the teapot, and the rich fragrance of tea suddenly came to the surface.

This is the smell of Wudao tea.

But the attention of the two was not on the breath, but at the teapot that was shining purple and as gorgeous as the stars.

Divine Trace Purple, the mixed raw material of Divine Trace Purple Gold, can be described as the casting material in the fantasy of many monks.

Immortal gold is too rare, but the associated materials of immortal gold are easy to obtain, with a trace of immortal gold, which can greatly enhance the quality of the device.

Mo Ling only then noticed that he was looking for the anger of the owner of the thatched hut before, but he ignored the thatched hut itself.

The thatch emanates inexplicably, seemingly slender and brittle, but it is very strong, and the black dragon sword can only leave shallow traces on it.

You know, his black dragon sword is a dragon pattern black gold, and it is also integrated with a three-leaf sword, which is sharp, but it is difficult to destroy this grass, and its quality is not much different from that of immortal gold.

There are also desks, wooden beds, and pampas on wooden beds, all of which are made of unknown materials, which can purify the mind and calm its restless heart.

To be able to live here in Kunlun, and with such a quality of Mao, Divine Trace Purple Sand, and Enlightenment Tea, with such a quality of life, it can only be the Supreme, the Emperor or the Supreme!

This is the residence of the former Emperor!

Mo Ling and Yan Ruyu looked at each other, their eyes shining.

Yan Ruyu has a big hand, collects all the things that can be removed from the house, and becomes empty, if it weren't for the thatched hut guarded by a formation. Maybe they'll have to take it away.

In doing so, even one of the thieves felt mad.

Two or three thatched huts were all visited, and everything that could be taken away was collected, but unfortunately there was still no such thing as the secret method of inheritance.

"Let's look separately, as a retreat of the Great Emperor, there is definitely its imprint or Taoist rhyme."

The two of them were divided, Mo Ling walked into the bamboo, he sent it from the beginning, these bamboos are not the same, the dark golden bamboo looks very strong, he tried it, the black dragon sword can only leave a shallow mouth above, and it has the effect of meditation, and the material of the thatched hut is basically the same kind.

Unconsciously, Mo Ling walked to the depth of the bamboo sea, where there is a small one, you can feel the heat wave in it, and at the foot of the small mountain, there is a bamboo.

There are only two or three leaves, but there is a heavenly way in them, and the hazy golden light will envelop the surroundings, and all evil will be impossible to escape, and the ashes will be wiped out.

The bamboo is three feet long, reflecting a dark golden light, and the first feeling is that it is extremely strong, as if nothing in the world can damage it.

Seeing this bamboo, a message appeared in Mo Ling's mind.

"Ward off evil spirits!"

------Off topic------

This chapter borrows from one of Ryoma's books, the god of warding off evil spirits, and the place of retreat of the Heavenly Venerable.

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