Seeing clearly what was wrapped around Xiao Ji's tail, Yang Ji was taken aback.

"This, what is this......"

Yang Ji's heart trembled violently, this was a dark green decaying wooden box more than a foot long, the surface was eroded, full of holes, as if it had been buried deep in the ground and forgotten for countless centuries.

It's a long time, but the box is still fast.

Ordinary wood soaked in this poisonous swamp is afraid that it will rot in a few years, but although this box looks extremely rotten, it has no shape and no deformation.

Xiao Ji wrapped his tail around it, and when he dragged it out of the swamp and poison pool, it also gave people a very hard feeling.

It's just that no matter how hard the box is, it can't resist the polishing of time, and through the holes on the surface of the wooden box, Yang Ji can see the contents clearly.

- That's a man's "palm"!

Yang Ji has never seen such a "palm". The muscles on the palms have long since withered and eroded, and only the dry bones of the palms remain, stretched out slightly, spread there, motionless.

Everyone who sees this palm can feel the endless terrifying power contained in its lifetime.

Although it has been extinguished for countless centuries, the power in it is still not extinguished, as if it can be resurrected at any time, clenched as suddenly as when it was alive, and then burst out with earth-shattering, ghostly howling power!

"Phew!"

Yang Ji took a breath and suddenly came back to his senses, his face turned a lot paler. For just a moment, he felt his whole soul being sucked in, and he almost couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Xiao Ji, what the hell is going on?"

Yang Ji said solemnly.

Xiao Ji shook his head, looking like he didn't know what to do.

Yang Ji frowned, and then said, "You have been going for so long, is it just for this box?"

Xiao Ji nodded.

It dragged the box. After moving to Yang Ji's side with some difficulty, he let go of his tail, swam to the side, and collapsed on the ground. The power of the crown snake is very powerful, no less than that of any beast.

However, after such a back and forth, "Xiao Ji" seemed very tired.

Yang Ji stood there silent. There was a whimsical glint in his eyes.

In the poisonous pool close at hand, Tieguan Mountain actually buried such a thing, but I am afraid that the elders in the mountain will not know the way. Xiao Ji didn't say a word, until Zhao Hua and Lin Qingyan left, and then slowly swam into the poison pool and dragged out this thing.

Obviously, Xiao Ji had already found out before. The reason why it didn't appear was because I wanted to dedicate this thing to myself alone.

In terms of loyalty, "Xiao Ji" is really speechless. Yang Ji thought about looking at "Xiao Ji" on the side. A hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Thinking about it, from the mountains and forests outside Jin'an City, when I found "Xiao Ji", that is, when my fate changed. Unconsciously, it turns out that the fates of the two people have been entangled together.

If it weren't for "Xiao Ji", he might not have saved "Lu Ling". As the daughter of the city lord of Lu Ling, under normal circumstances, even if she saw her face-to-face in the mountains and forests. There won't be any intersection.

"Xiao Ji, thank you. ”

Yang Ji walked over. Touched its head. No matter what it is, at least it's good for itself, and it still moves Yang Jizhi.

Xiao Ji waved his tail and made a comfortable sound.

Looking at the box not far away, Yang Ji fell into contemplation again. There is a lot of fog in this box, and there is no doubt that there are many "secrets" inside.

After a long time. Even if this palm withered, it still gave people such a powerful feeling, and the strength of the previous life can be imagined. But how could such a powerful figure be palmed and packed in a box. Throw it in this poison pool?

If that's the case, then how strong should the man who cut off that palm be?

Yang Ji's heart fluctuated one after another. Suddenly, when his gaze swept over the lifeless water of the Poison Pond Lake, in the dark, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Yang Ji suddenly remembered something.

"Xiao Ji, where did you find this box?

Yang Ji suddenly turned around and said, his heart pounding.

Close at hand, there is such a strange wooden box, and such a mysterious palm. Xiao Ji can find out, so the master of this place, the highly poisonous golden toad has been entrenched for nearly a hundred years, there is no reason why he can't find it?

If this wooden box belongs to the highly poisonous golden toad, then doesn't it mean—

"Could it be that the strength of the poisonous golden toad has something to do with this palm?"

When this thought crossed his mind, Yang Ji's heart immediately pounded. Standing up, Yang Ji walked to the side of the rotten wooden box and squatted down.

Looking at the rotten, green mottled wooden box in front of him, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind in an instant. He has always had a deep obsession with the powerful force.

The generation of "Zhong Ming Ding Food" will not feel the importance of a meal, and only the people who are ragged and hungry will feel the difficulty of three meals a day.

Yang Ji was embarrassed all the way, but if he had a strong strength, Yang Ji could investigate the cause of his father's death, so why should he be afraid of Yang Xuanlan, and even be suppressed by "Xie Lou" and "Luo Yunzi" in an iron crown faction?

"Phew!"

Yang Ji took a deep breath, stretched out his palm, felt the cold and slippery feeling of the wooden box, and only paused slightly, then opened the wooden box with a click.

A rotten aura came to his face, Yang Ji fanned it, and only looked at it when this breath dissipated.

Although the inside of the poison pool was dirty and smelly, and the sludge was heavy, the inside of the wooden box was unexpectedly clean, there was no sludge and black water, and it was also more and more dry, as if all the water could not enter this wooden box.

"What a long palm!"

Yang Ji quietly looked at the palm at the bottom of the box, and sighed in his heart.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but after the wooden box was completely opened and I saw the whole picture, Yang Ji found that the metacarpal bone of this hand was extraordinarily huge, compared with himself, it was a lot longer, and there were a few more phalanges.

It is impossible for a normal human being to have such a long palm. Moreover, the phalanges of this palm are obviously harder and thicker than those of a "warrior" like himself.

"What the hell is this? Isn't it a human, or is it a giant?"

Yang Ji's heart became more and more surprised.

The wooden box and the palm of the hand are becoming more and more mysterious, and it seems that many stories have happened around them.

"It's incredible. Even if it was Zhao Hua and Senior Sister Lin, they kept swallowing the Great Pill and kept exercising their physical bones, and they would never be able to achieve this kind of solidity and lethality. ”

Yang Ji was amazed.

In the palm of this hand, he saw an extreme strength in the "Martial Dao". This is a "temptation" that is difficult for any "warrior" to resist.

"Buzz!"

A cold and hard, steel-like touch came from his fingers, Yang Ji was startled, and came back to his senses, only to find that he didn't know when he actually held the palm at the bottom of the box.

"What's going on?!"

Yang Ji was taken aback, he clearly remembered that he had never stretched out his palm at all, and he suddenly grabbed this palm for something.

"This palm...... There's quirky!"

Yang Ji sensed a danger, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his palm, but it was still too late-

"Buzz!"

The hand bones, which originally looked like a dead thing, suddenly seemed to turn into a black hole, emitting a creepy suction. Yang Ji's full spiritual power was absorbed almost instantly.

The "small stone" in Yang Ji's eyebrows trembled rapidly, and a cold spiritual power quickly flowed down, but this energy was still halfway, and before it could be replenished to Yang Ji's mind, it was sucked up again.

Wave after wave,...... Any drop of spiritual energy born in Yang Ji's mind was quickly absorbed. It is like a bottomless pit, hungry and thirsty for countless centuries, and it cannot be filled.

Yang Ji's proud spiritual power couldn't meet its needs, and a sharp pain filled his head, and the whole person seemed to be about to crack.

"This, this...... What's going on?"

Yang Ji's face was full of pain, shock and horror. He tried to withdraw his palm, but it seemed to be glued to it, and he couldn't move it.

Not only did it suck up its own spiritual power, but it also seemed to suck up all its strength, and Yang Ji couldn't exert his strength at all.

"It's over. I'm too greedy to think I'm going to die here!"

There was despair in Yang Ji's eyes.

At this moment, he finally understood what this palm was in a box, and he also understood such an important thing, why didn't the highly poisonous golden toad swallow it in his stomach and carry it on his body, but left it at the bottom of the pool when he went out hunting.

After all, he was too greedy, too hungry for strength, and he didn't notice all kinds of dangers. However, speaking of which, even if you change to other "martial artists", I'm afraid it's the same "hit".

No "warrior" can resist this temptation, and there is an invisible magic in this palm, tempting people, manipulating those who see it to touch it and pick it up!

"Phew!"

An anxious scream came from the side, it was the voice of "Xiao Ji", it must have also discovered its own abnormality.

Yang Ji smiled bitterly in his heart. Xiao Ji has an ancient crown snake bloodline, and may not be affected so badly. Its original intention was to dedicate this "good thing" to itself, but it didn't expect to harm itself.

"It's providence!"

Yang Ji smiled bitterly in his heart, when death came, perhaps because he heard Xiao Ji's voice, Yang Ji's originally frightened state of mind calmed down.

Because of Xiao Ji, he embarked on this road of martial arts and self-improvement. And now, it can be regarded as having a beginning and an end, a kind of fateful reincarnation.

"It's just a kind of ...... not doing it."

The last thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and then there was a loud bang, and endless darkness surged in, Yang Ji's eyes darkened, and his entire soul broke out of his body, and was absorbed by that force...... (To be continued......)