"The king is back~" The little demon patrolling the mountain shouted loudly when he saw the demon clouds covering the sky and the sun, and the familiar atmosphere.

"Rush to the house, the chief of the message, and a few commanders, come to the main hall to see me. Seeing that he was still an acquaintance, he roared, fell into the Chixiao Palace, sat on the chair, his fingers rhythmically tapped the armrest, and Lan Li poured tea very interestingly.

"Meet the King!" the old dragon king walked into the hall with the five demon generals of Bibo Pond.

"I don't know what the king summoned us and others?" The old dragon king is Chongjiu's cheap father-in-law, he didn't rely on his identity to rely on the old and sell the old, he should be called, and the etiquette was very sufficient.

"You've come just in time. Pass the order, all the little people in the rocky mountains and blue waves, let them be honest with me in the past 20 years, I plan to close the mountain for a while. ”

"What news did the king hear?!" The old dragon king was shocked, not knowing which play Chongjiu was singing when he suddenly closed the mountain inexplicably.

"Don't care so much, and during the closure of the mountain, if you run into a monk, don't provoke it, and automatically back down. If I had known anyone who dared to disobey the king's commands, he would have tasted the taste of this true fire of samadhi calcining the soul. He waved his hand to stop the old dragon king's inquiry, and a dark red flame appeared in his hand, and his voice was fierce. This is related to Chongjiu's follow-up layout, of course he attaches great importance to it, he doesn't want to take the old road of Journey to the West, be cut off by Yang Jian, and flee in embarrassment.

"Yes, my lord. "Chongjiu is often not in Bibotan, but prestige and strength are an invisible deterrent, and the monsters below certainly know who is the master of Bibotan.

Seeing that the old dragon king and the other demon generals went to give orders, and when they were all out of the Chixiao Palace, Chongjiu leaned back on the chair casually.

"Give me a squeeze on the shoulder. After giving an order, Lan Li behind the chair gritted his teeth secretly, and stepped forward obediently, pressed his hand on Chongjiu's shoulder, and pushed it up.

With a comfortable groan and closing his eyes, Chongjiu began to think. Now that he has landed in Jinxian, the strength is there, the baby is a yin and yang scissors and can still take out his hand, and the water purification inkstone is a semi-finished product, and he doesn't look at these two treasures. In these years, strength is secondary, magic weapon is hard currency, some strength is not enough, as long as there is a good baby in hand, the same can crush the high strength, as the saying goes, no matter how high the martial arts, I am afraid of kitchen knives.

Human seed bags, King Kong Zhuo, purple gold bells, banana fans, just take out one of them and bring the monkey back to life, you can only go to heaven to ask grandpa to tell grandma to clear the customs.

There are few good treasures in my hands, and I have no bottom in my heart.

There are not many good treasures on the way to the west, only a few dozen, these treasures are heavenly immortals, refined by the Buddha of the Western Lingshan, and most of them are deliberately stolen by his subordinates when they go down to earth, so as to increase the difficulty of learning the scriptures.

After the monkeys cleared the customs, they were basically recovered. The other missing Chongjiu really can't think of it, but this yin and yang scissors and water purification inkstone were obtained by chance.

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it seems that we have to work on these two treasures. There is no room for improvement for the yin and yang scissors for the time being, and it's time to take a look at the supporting equipment of this water purification inkstone. "Just do it.

"You look at your home, if you are bored, go to Xiliang Kingdom to find Qingluan or Wansheng, and if you want to go back to the Poison Enemy Mountain, you will follow you, I will go out." "Roll up a demonic wind and go down the mountain. The clue to the treasure seems to be still in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and I happened to pass by Wuzhi Mountain and saw a white and pure monk, leading a white horse, followed by two retinues, climbing and climbing along the mountain path.

Standing in the clouds and looking at it from afar, he forcibly endured the killing intent in his heart and thought about it.

"Has it already begun?" No longer hesitated, rolled up the demon wind, and continued to move forward, there were a lot of poor mountains and bad waters on the road, the black fog was filled, and the miasma was raging. But Chongjiu is up and down, undisguised cultivation, sky-high demonic spirit, unscrupulous, arrogant, no long-eyed monster dares to do it, this place is not as good as Xiniu Hezhou, the monsters are three-legged cats, the strength is not good, but there are many fairy mountains, white cranes dance, full of fairy spirit, there are also cultivators who are not long-eyed, delusional to subdue demons and eliminate demons, all of them were slapped into meat paste by Chongjiu.

After more than ten days of kung fu Chongjiu finally found a suspicious place, only to see that place, a plain, suddenly appeared a straight peak, look at the strange shape of the mountain, like an inverted brush, the pen part is black, a piece of light, no wood is born, the tip of the pen is lush, dense very.

Just as he was about to make a move, a sword light struck, and two fingers caught the flying sword that was constantly struggling.

"Who is the demon, dare to break into my Hanhai Sect?!" Several figures flew out of the tip of the pen, stepping on a flying sword, wearing a Taoist robe, led by a white-haired old man, who looked more than three hundred years old.

"Go now, and I'll spare your lives. With two fingers, the flying sword broke in response, and behind the old man, a person vomited blood and fell as if he had been hit hard.

"Feihong!"

"Bold and demonic?!"

"Look for death!"

"Kill!"

The others were in a hurry and immediately made a move, and the person who was the leader even conjured up a huge sword shadow and slashed towards Chongjiu.

Feeling the water purification inkstone in his hand becoming hot, Chongjiu knew that he was in the right place, he was in a good mood, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with the person in front of him, and slapped it with a palm against the oncoming few people, and a huge cloud palm with black smoke flew out, and the sword shadow exploded and shattered, and the incomparable huge force directly slapped a few people away, following in the footsteps of the person who broke the sword.

"This king is in a good mood today, so I will spare your lives for the time being!"

The pure water inkstone flies out, hovering above the peak, the black water river pours down, the black river water waters the entire mountain, the top of the mountain becomes pitch black like ink, just like a brush, the whole mountain begins to tremble, the huge gravitational pull the mountain peak out of the ground, the soil and sand and gravel on the mountain fall off, the treasure light is slightly revealed, revealing its original face, it is a huge brush, the pen barrel is bronze, there are mountains and rivers turning patterns on it, it looks good.

"Get up!" Chongjiu's forehead was sweating slightly, the weight of the mountain peak was beyond imagination, all the mana was injected into the water purification inkstone, and the roar continued, and finally pulled it out, shrunk and fell into the water purification inkstone, slowly flew back, and fell into his hand.

A brush falls into the hand, and the hand sinks downward, and the weight is extremely heavy. Chongjiu was secretly surprised in his heart, with his cultivation at this time, he could easily pick up a weight of 10,000 catties, and this brush was really heavy.

"Good baby!"

I am very happy in my heart, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, a water purification inkstone has benefited him a lot, I don't know how powerful it is to collect a four-piece set, the difference between a single product and a set Chongjiu still knows that between the two, there is a qualitative difference. I secretly look forward to the two treasures that have not yet been revealed, but this one still has some eyebrows, but the remaining bright sword really has no clue at all.

The heart is filled with joy and sorrow.