In fact, Sun Ye was also a little hesitant to hand over "The Legend of Miscellaneous Gods" to Ah Xiao, and finally thought about it for a long time, so let's give it to her.

It's a mountain god anyway, how can you not know how to use spells.

And Ah Xiao is only the strength of the foundation, and it is difficult to convince the public.

"Well, I'm just too generous. Sun Ye shook his head as he walked.

Bidding farewell to Ah Xiao, Sun Ye walked down the mountain alone, without any purpose.

"Where are you going?" Sun Ye was still a little hesitant, he went down the mountain to find the treasure of heaven and earth and crack the seventh trick of the demon clan.

The strength is only the cultivation of Jin Dan, and it is best to break through the seventh aperture in the Yin God Period, otherwise the cultivation in the future will be very restricted.

He was able to reach the Jindan stage in nine years, thanks to the immortal energy given by the king.

Sun Ye touched his stomach.

I want to break through the seventh trick, but where is the treasure of heaven and earth?

The treasures with names and surnames in the world have been divided up by the major forces, and the ordinary baby Sun Ye can't look down on it.

It's bitter, it's hard.

As I walked, I came to a fork in the road.

"So be it. ”

Sun Ye took off his shoes and threw them on the grass.

"Resign yourself to fate. ”

After a few turns in the air, the shoe fell to the ground, pointing in the direction of the east.

"Then go down this path. Sun Ye made up his mind, put on mountain shoes, and strode away.

Why walk there?

Because Sun Ye can't fly yet, the reason is simple and easy to understand.

It had been several days since the end of the battle with Argorohan, and he had been thinking about a question.

Obviously, he and the clone of the Arhat came with the same strength, but why was he pressed to the ground and beaten wildly.

Sun Ye pondered and meditated, and felt that the biggest problem was the influence of the sect.

I don't know how many kinds of spells Ago Arhat has returned, he does miscellaneous work in Lingshan every day, polishes his body, and practices in the immortal treasure land of Lingshan, and his cultivation may be the same as himself, but the background is different.

On the other hand, Sun Ye himself came up with one or two widely circulated small spells recorded in the "Miscellaneous Gods", what kind of change method, the method of vomiting, and the method of imperial objects are not real spells.

There are only five spells that truly come from the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earth:

Marry dreams, vigorously, blindfolding, runic water, stealth.

Marrying dreams - as the name suggests, the method of dreaming, entering other people's dreams, Sun Ye didn't have time to experiment, and always felt that it was not a spell for fighting.

Vigorously - mobilize the aura of the whole body, and increase it by about five times on the basis of your own strength. The attack skill is single, and it is reckless.

Blinding - the art of change, which can change oneself and external objects to a certain extent, although it is not as good as the thirty-six changes of Tiangang and the seventy-two changes of the earth, but it can be regarded as a more used spell.

Runic Water - the last spell in the seventy-two geoswords. Basically, Taoist monks with high strength will achieve the purpose of curing diseases and saving people.

Invisibility: You can only hide your body, and it is easy to be seen through by monks with high mana at a glance.

His own spells are single, and he has not studied them systematically, so his background is naturally not as good as those famous and decent disciples.

"If you have a chance, can you worship a master? Sun Ye thought in his heart.

But in this barren mountains and mountains, where are there people?

There are only countless wild grasses and trees.

Walking and walking, Sun Ye walked on the avenue, for the sake of safety, he used a trick to become a human being, and turned the dead branches on the side into his own wrap, green shirts and white fans, and became a scholar in Beijing in an instant.

I didn't see anyone on the avenue, and Sun Ye hurried on the road alone.

He hadn't gone far when there was the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and a carriage was coming.

Sun Ye looked back, the avenue was dusty, and it seemed that he was a child of a rich family.

Sigh~

A jujube red horse stopped beside Sun Ye.

"Scholar, is this road going to Baosui Country?"

The driver of the car asked breathlessly, holding a whip in one hand.

"Uncle Hui, I don't know. ”

"Don't know?" the driver was a little frustrated, they had been on the road for two days, and finally found a living person to ask for directions.

"Miss Hui, this scholar doesn't know. The coachman said respectfully to the people in the carriage.

"Then keep going. ”

A mature and calm voice came from inside the car.

The coachman raised his whip and was about to continue on his way, but Sun Ye stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I don't know if the uncle can take Xiaosheng for a ride. This is the cost of the journey. He took a small piece of silver from his bosom and put it in the coachman's hand.

"Miss, this ......" the coachman hesitated.

"Take it with you, there's a companion along the way. The sound in the car was still cold.

"Alright, Miss Xie. Miss Xie. The coachman happily put the silver in his arms, waved to Sun Ye, and patted the position beside him.

"Come on. You sit next to me. ”

Sun Ye thanked him and sat steadily beside the coachman.

I am even more secretly happy that I can not only walk less, but also quickly integrate into human life.

"Scholar, are you also going to Baosui Kingdom?" The carriage walked for a while, and the coachman couldn't help but chat.

"Yes, go to the country of Bao Sui. ”

"Gee, that's the same road. The coachman rubbed his palms and said with a grin.

"I don't know if the uncle is going to ......."

"Didn't I hear that there was a big baby in the Baosui country. Go and see, don't you know, scholar?"

"I've heard a little. ”

"Speaking of this big baby, it's really a storm. ”

provoked the conversation, and the coachman was also interested.

Sun Ye didn't speak, but listened quietly.

The coachman is well-informed, and he is even more eloquent about the treasures dug up by this Baosui country.

"Scholar, this treasure is really wonderful, many people in our town have come to protect the year, and they all want to break this treasure. ”

"Break it?" Sun Ye became more and more puzzled in his heart.

"You don't know yet. The coachman glanced at Sun Ye with a slightly regretful expression.

"The king of Bao Sui gathered capable people all over the country, and whoever could break this treasure would choose him as a colt. ”

"And such good things. Uncle, what is that baby?" Sun Ye was also interested.

"Speaking of this baby, I have to say a legend from decades ago. ”

The coachman twisted his beard in one hand and began to tell the story:

A few decades ago, the country was not called the country of the year, but the country of 100 years old.

During the reign of the previous king, two peculiar people came to the city, one was a monk and the other was a Taoist priest.

Legend has it that the monk came from a place called Guangmen Temple.

And the Taoist priest is just a wandering wild Taoist.

As soon as the monks and Taoists met, they argued endlessly, and they were dissatisfied with each other.

The monks dislike it because they don't pay attention to etiquette and are sloppy, how can there be pilgrims to worship.

The Taoist priest dislikes the monk's powdered jade noodles, and the food is oily and slippery, and it is not serious.

Neither of them looked down on the other, and finally made a bet that whoever would be the first to build a temple in this hundred-year-old country, and the other would have to quit.

On the day of the gambling contract, the monk entered the palace.

Of course, he did not become a eunuch, but built a temple for himself by means of an audience to convince the king of his doctrine.

On the top of the main hall, the monk stood in the hall, and the old king sat on the throne.

"Master Chen, there is no one around now, you can say it. ”

The candlelight in the main hall flickered, printing the fat face of the monk.

The monk's feet are carpets from velvet, which are hand-woven, and stepping on them feels like stepping on clouds.

If you look at the pillars around you, they are carved with dragons made of pure gold, and if these gold are used to cast Buddha statues, I don't know how brilliant they will be.

Monk Lichen straightened his clothes, held back his excitement, and said:

"Your Majesty, you didn't know that your kingdom was going to be in trouble. ”

"Come on, drag it out and cut it off. ”

Lichen only said one sentence before being interrupted by the old king.

Two swords-wielding guards rushed in from outside the door, and grabbed Chen's arm expressionlessly, and wanted to drag him out.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, let me say a word. ”

Lichen didn't expect the king to turn his face faster than turning a book, so he hurriedly explained.

"Okay, I'll just listen to you. ”

The king plucked at his ears and picked at his eyes.