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The Zhuji monk took a few steps forward, and seeing that the grimace still seemed to be indifferent, he was about to step forward to open the jade box, but was pulled by the fusion monk.

"Stop! If you are so reckless, why are you going to seek death?"

Monk Zhuji reacted, in fact, he didn't really want to open the jade box right now, even if he was reckless, he also knew who had the big fist in Zhuji and Fusion, this benefit, of course, it can only be seen by the big fist first, take it first, his current behavior is just a deliberate naivety, the reason will be clear later.

The fusion monk glanced at this junior brother with dissatisfaction, if it wasn't for this junior brother's mastery of the way of civil engineering, how could he take him to explore the treasure together?

Whether the junior brother dies or not has nothing to do with him, he is still thinking about it alone, but what he is not sure about is that if he really releases a big trouble, he will follow the bag.

"Placing such an obvious treasure box, nine times out of ten, there is a strange situation, so impatient, I don't know how many times you can use these tricks after learning these tricks?"

"What Senior Brother said is, what he said is, Senior Brother, I am a little excited and bored. Monk Zhuji said stupidly, this senior brother's current speech is a little thorny, and it is really the tightness of reality, which helped him break the channel of the mechanism, and he began to be impatient, seeing him as an eyesore?

The fusion monk also knew that now was not the time for a dispute, and he would start fighting without even seeing a single treasure hair, and it would make people laugh if it was spread out. So he cautiously came to the front of the case, and took a closer look at the tablet.

The tablet is not gold, stone or wood, I don't know what to do, the spirit is introverted, it is a good thing at a glance, press the urge to hold it in the bag, the two carefully identify the handwriting,

Yu Yanfu engraved himself in the early years of Gengzi, learned Taoism when he was a child, and visited the East China Sea...... If a descendant comes to my residence, the jade box on the case, give it as a gift, bless my Yan family, and the sky is the proof...... If I am a member of the Yan clan, it is okay to kowtow, the practice is difficult, and the road ahead is unpredictable, but it is not as good as the poetry and books to come for a long time, indifferent to fame and fortune, and the book can last for a long time, remember, remember!'

The two monks glanced at each other, and their hearts were sharp, and they bowed down in front of the tablet and bowed their heads, and they were very forceful; this is the old routine of the ancient inheritance, on one side is the jade box at their fingertips, and on the other hand, they are instructed to kowtow and leave, which one to choose? It goes without saying, of course, it is necessary to kowtow, the deceased is respected, if you are not polite and thoughtful, how can you get the real treasure? This idea is routine, the two of them still understand it very well.

One person kowtowed three times, but there was no fart movement, there was no dark hole in the kowtow, and there was no sound of sliding on the wall.

Could it be that he knocked in vain? Or does this guy not care about the vain ceremony after death? The two stared at each other with wide eyes, and the Zhuji monk said first:

"Senior brother, is it possible that there are fewer people to knock on? It is said that in ancient times, there were nine knocks?"

The fusion monk scolded in his heart, which eye did you see that this Yan Hailou was an ancient building? It was obviously a modern building, but if you want to perform the ancient ceremony, could it be to dispel them?

So the two of them knocked nine times each, which was really full of strength, but fortunately the monk had strong bones and thick flesh, and if he wanted to knock like this for a mortal, he would have to have a concussion.

After the head kowtowed, there was still no movement, and the foundation monk was a little breathless, but the fusion monk waved his hand and said:

"Slow down, maybe the predecessors didn't expect that we would have two people to explore the cave together, I waited for the left and right to kowtow separately, a little off, the position is wrong?

The monk Zhuji was reluctant in his heart, and he had no choice, so he had to stand in the middle of the middle, and respectfully kowtow nine more times, contradictory in his heart, if there was movement, it would be the best, but it made the senior brother save nine heads in vain,

The facts made him both disappointed and reassured, but he still didn't react at all, at least, the nine heads of the senior brother couldn't be avoided.

The fusion monk walked to the same position, he didn't want to knock, he just said it casually before, he didn't think that the junior brother was stupid, he really knocked himself and didn't break his word, he had already knocked twelve left and right, not worse than these nine, glanced at the grimace that was still wandering in the air, turned over and knocked,

This ancient routine is really torturing the dead, knowing that it is not very likely, but this level is still indispensable, fortunately, no one else sees it, otherwise it will not be passed on as a joke in the sect?

Miracles often happen in discouragement, just when the ninth head of the fusion monk is about to finish kowtowing, the stone slab at the kowtow explodes, and a strange little ring appeared in front of the two of them.

It's really a heavenly reward, the two Yuqing monks happily opened the ring, and the three magic weapons fell out, all of which are the best magic weapons, the most rare thing is that the shape and specifications are different from the magic weapons made by Yuqing, and even completely different from the popular styles in the blue sky world.

Although there is nothing else in the vows, these three magic weapons alone have already exceeded everything they have paid!

But how to divide the three magic weapons?

Both of them tacitly avoided this question, which was unreassuring to think about, and Monk Zhuji said softly:

"Senior brother, do we want to collect the remains of the immortal master?"

The fusion monk clung to the ring and held on, and a tempting thought was swirling in his mind, how could he swallow everything alone? Hearing his junior brother's advice, he hurriedly nodded and said:

"Of course, of course, it must be solemnly reined in......"

The two of them tacitly guessed that since this immortal master was so old-fashioned, would there be a surprise after reining the corpse?

So the two solemnly removed the bed, and dug out a neat stone pit on the hard foundation slab, and took out the white silk silk cloth very respectfully and wrapped it carefully.

The two of them looked like they were treating their ancestors, and Li Ji, who was secretly watching, almost laughed out loud, but he finally did not forget his ancestral identity, and after the two monks finished filling in the landfill, and carefully leveled and moved back to the bed, his consciousness was excited, and the stone slab buried in the corner of the wall exploded again.

"The methods of the predecessors are really unpredictable!" The two Yuqing monks couldn't figure out the connection no matter what, they tried their best to restrain the corpse, how could this hidden treasure be opened automatically? Could it be that the grimace was enlightened?

Why is it so strange can be put aside for the time being, what is the most important thing, the two of them rushed to the cave to take a look, a simple and a bead quietly placed, and the light was complete!

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