Seeing that the two of them were chatting as if no one was around.

Although Zhu Ganglie on the side was unwilling, he didn't have to cough twice, and interrupted: "Lao Sha! Wukong! This place is a big murderer, it's not a place to talk, it's not too late to say anything when we go out." “

Sha Langlan remembered the current situation at this time, and hurriedly asked: "Dead monkey, I haven't asked you yet, where did the damn monster go, Uncle Sha, I have to unload it and chop it into meat puree with my own hands, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

Wukong thought of the miserable situation of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord under the boulder, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's not possible to dismantle eight pieces, but it's ready-made to make meat mud." ”

Sha Langlan frowned and said, "Dead monkey, what are you talking about, something ready-made." ”

Wukong smiled, and suddenly changed the topic and said, "Let's not talk about this for now, Jin Chan and Lao Zhu, you two come over and see what good things my grandson has brought back to you." ”

When Zhu Ganglie and Jin Chanzi walked forward in confusion, they saw Wukong suddenly take out the dark and sloppy magic weapon bag from his arms, and pinched a magic trick at the open space in front of him and said, "Go!"

There was a loud clatter, and he poured out all the things he had previously extorted from the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

Zhu Ganglie and Jin Cicada were cautious, and after seeing what Wukong poured out, even if they recognized many of the spirit stones used for refining and the Yao grass used for alchemy, they still only frowned slightly.

Sha Langlan was a little more carefree, and directly picked up a box that fell beside him, and asked: "Dead monkey, what the hell are you doing, where did you get so many ......\ At this time, Ranlan was completely immersed in the more than 100 demon pills in front of him, and he just looked down and counted with his fingers, and he didn't have time to look up at the monkey playing treasure."

As for the golden cicada, he is the reincarnation of a great monk, not to mention that he was the first disciple of the Western Sect leader and saint in his previous life and is used to seeing big scenes, just say that in this life in the Lingshan Treasure House, the treasures he sees are not comparable to this small scene in front of him, so he doesn't go to pick up the stubble at all.

In the end, it was Zhu Ganglie who was the most popular, and guessed: "Just look at Wukong, you are so precious to this thing, keep it close to your body, you know that the value must be above other treasures, as for what it is, I really can't guess, you can quickly uncover the mystery." “

Wukong said with a smile: "It's still a pig's head, you know the goods, unlike these two rammed goods." ”

But when it came to this, he still didn't directly uncover the mystery but sold Guan Zi and said: "Old Zhu, do you remember what the three of us were ......looking for on that old spider that day, the dead bald donkey and my grandson, this treasure, can you still see it?"

Different from the previous carelessness, Jin Chanzi can now be said to be engrossed in the seemingly ordinary jewelry box in Wukong's hand, not to say how ingenious the jewelry box is.

It's just that the material used in this treasure box seems to have been seen somewhere, but where is it?

Thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jin Chanzi's mind, and he finally remembered that place, it turned out that it was not elsewhere than one of the thirteen Buddha countries of the Xiniu Hezhou Buddhist Sect, in the royal city of the capital of the Wuji Country.

The treasure box used by the king of the black chicken country to carry the pearls of the king of the black chicken country is not exactly the same as the one that Wukong is holding in front of him.

Since the golden cicada found the black chicken country by mistake at that time, it was confirmed that the other party's royal beads were one of the prayer beads of his master's guide Taoist.

When Jin Chanzi searched for Master's relics again, he devoted a lot of effort to the human realm, and also spent a lot of effort to explore the material of the treasure box.

It turned out that although mortals did not know how to refine weapons, some skilled craftsmen discovered a metal called Mithril extracted from ore.

Mithril is very beautiful in the light, and by chance a craftsman forged a treasure box with Mithril and found a treasure box made of this metal to carry items, which can ensure that the contents will not rot for a long time.

For a time, the Mithril Treasure Box became the treasure of mortal storage, but the Mithril was difficult to extract and the production was very low, and it was impossible for non-dignitaries and nobles to have it, and gradually it became a treasure used by these people to store treasures.

However, what these mortals don't know is that the reason why the container cast by Mithril can keep things from decay for thousands of years is because Mithril itself has the effect of isolating the power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual treasure is placed in it, and no one can find it unless the treasure box is opened.

What is currently in front of Jin Chanzi is such a Mithril treasure box, how can it not attract the attention of Jin Chanzi.

For a while, Jin Cicada's expression became solemn, and he walked towards the Mithril Treasure Box in Wukong's hand step by step, Wukong seemed to know the importance of the things in the box to Jin Cicada, and at this time he completely put away his usual laughter, and rarely put on a serious appearance.

When Jin Chanzi walked to him, he gently handed over the treasure box in his palm.

Jin Cicada stretched out his hands and held them carefully, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes when he looked at Wukong, and Wukong grinned: "Dead bald donkey, my grandson found such a thing for you, and you still have the favor of removing poison for my grandson before." ”

Jin Cicada already felt something, and when he heard Wukong say this, he seemed to be a little more sure in his heart, but he still couldn't help but gently lift the lid of the Mithril Treasure Box.

I saw that the lid of the treasure box was lifted, and the broken string of Buddhist beads carried by the golden cicada suddenly lit up, and there was a faint Sanskrit text shining on it.

Finally, the Mithril treasure box was completely opened, revealing a shining Buddha bead inside, but this Buddha bead disappeared in just a blink of an eye, and at the same time, the broken bracelet on the golden cicada's wrist had an extra simple rosary on it......

Sha Langlan on the side looked at the scene in front of him very puzzled, and he really couldn't understand how such a small rosary was much more important than the demon god Neidan in the heart of the golden cicada.

It was Zhu Ganglie who pulled Sha Langlan aside and whispered what he knew about the golden cicada and the rosary to Sha Langlan briefly.

When Sha Langlan heard that this rosary turned out to be a relic of Master Jin Chanzi, and it was related to some of the memories that Jin Chanzi had lost, he was not surprised at all about the scene in front of him, and complained: "The dead monkey is really, don't tell me about this kind of thing, eh, I said that the pig's head is idle all the way to the east anyway, so it's better to help Jin Cicada find it by the way." ”

Zhu Ganglie smiled: "That's how it should be......