"Is this the Qiankun cloth bag? It's been more than ten days since I got it, and today is the first time to practice it, and I use the power of the divine soul to open it, I don't know if there will be any incident? Or is it a large amount of pure yang qi leaking out, causing some clues? In that case, if you are peeped at and become the target of everyone, it will be a big trouble. ”

The Qiankun cloth bag, no, is a "Qiankun leather bag" that is quietly placed on a triangular altar in the secret room.

Around this triangular altar, there is a trace of yīn wind, and thoughts surround it.

But it was the spell of Zen silver yarn and Hong Yi's blessing to cover up the existence of the aura of this artifact.

Although the blood of the jīng ninja monk can cover up the pure yang power of this artifact, it is better to be careful in everything.

In the entire secret room, there were only three monks: Hong Yi, Zen Yinsha, and Jīng Ren Monk.

Hong Yichan and Yinsha sat together, and the monk jīng sat far away on the other side, his five fingers raised, as if he was ready to use his power to seep blood from his pores to suppress the breath of the Qiankun cloth bag.

The pure yang breath of this Qiankun cloth bag, only the monk jīng Ren has practiced the Xuangong of the Great Chan Temple in this way, and the blood of the martial saint with the fist intent of Buddhism can be suppressed and not leaked a little.

"This Qiankun cloth bag, only a master of Taoism, the ghost fairy can open it. When I fled to the wilderness, I also brought this cloth bag to the wilderness, in order to survive and escape the pursuit, I had to take refuge under the door of the witch and ghost road. ”

When the monk Jīng saw Hong Yi and Zen Yinsha using the divine soul to refine and wrap around the Qiankun cloth bag, he couldn't help but realize the Tao.

"So this cloth bag naturally fell into the hands of Yu Wutong, the sect leader of the Witch Ghost Dao. At that time, the abbot expected that the Great Zen Temple would be destroyed, so he put some of the classics of our Great Zen Temple, as well as treasures, weapons, magic weapons and other things, into the Qiankun cloth bag, and handed it over to a few of us. ”

As he spoke, the monk also stared at the Qiankun cloth bag, hoping to see if the property, weapons, classics and other things left behind in the Great Zen Temple were still in it after it was opened.

"Back then, you were one of the one hundred and eight great bodhisattvas of the Great Chan Temple, a top grandmaster-level martial arts master, but compared to the Yinyue Zen Master, the Four Heavenly Kings, as well as Yin Hui and Yin Hai, there is still a little gap, I don't know why the abbot of the Great Chan Temple chose you to go out with a Qiankun cloth bag?"

While practicing the Qiankun cloth bag, Hong Yi separated his thoughts and talked with the monk Jīng.

"Back then, the top master of my Great Zen Temple was targeted, even if he fled to anywhere, he would be a big man, but I was the most inconspicuous one. So he barely escaped. Monk Jīng sighed and said: "Besides, Yang Yunji, the emperor of the Daqian Imperial Family at the time, has cultivated the Taoist technique of creating the Tao to the point of reaching the peak, Jīng is good at creating and searching the heavens and the earth**, any ghost and immortal thoughts flying, it is difficult to hide from him, only those who practice martial arts reach the realm of the grandmaster, restrain their breath, pretend to be an ordinary person, and walk from the ground, will they be able to escape." ”

"Yang Yunji, isn't it Emperor Gaozong? Twenty years ago, he died violently in the palace. Hong Yi was slightly shocked.

He was familiar with the history books of the founding of the Great Qian, and naturally knew that before the current Emperor Qian, he was Emperor Gaozong, and he was in power for only four years. Although he had long known that Taizong and Gaozong both practiced Taoism, he was afraid that he would have reached the realm of ghosts and immortals before he would be killed by the Oneiroi machine. But now that I hear the words of the monk jīng, it seems that Emperor Gaozong's cultivation is not just as simple as a ghost immortal, but I am afraid that he is still a master of thunder tribulation!

"Hmph! His cultivation is so high, naturally he won't live long. However, the Oneiroi machine also suffered a big loss! was attacked by Hong Xuanji and the prince Yang Pan, his physical body had already broken through the limit and reached the realm of human immortals, but he was forced to autopsy and reincarnate, and he had to start all over again, and if he wanted to cultivate to human immortals, I am afraid that it was impossible!"

Jīng forbearance monk said with a slight resentment.

"Yang Pan, isn't it Your Majesty today?" Hong Yi became more and more shocked the more he listened, and learned more secrets that he had never known back then from the monk Jīng.

"Oneiroi is a master of Taoism, and he can actually cultivate his physical body to the realm of human immortals! Hong Xuanji and His Majesty today, how could they sneak attack him!" Hong Yi thought about it, and seemed to be a little confused: "Back then, the Daqian royal family wanted to destroy your Great Zen Temple, and it seemed that they also united with Taishang Dao, at that time, weren't they one?"

"Taishang Dao and our Great Zen Temple, for thousands of years, one Buddha together, known as the two holy places of Tianzhou, I don't know how many people admire, at the same time, we are also mortal enemies! Taishang Dao is always thinking about destroying our Great Zen Temple. Although at that time, the Oneiroi Machine was afraid that it would be unfavorable to him after the Daqian Imperial Family destroyed the Taishang Dao, but how could he not come to this great opportunity? Moreover, he was invincible and invincible, and all the masters in the world did not pay attention to it, so how could he be afraid of a Daqian royal family? . ”

Monk Jīng lowered his long eyebrows, and his eyes flashed: "But some of these things, I also know it carelessly, Dream God Machine's sister Meng Bingyun has played a role in matchmaking. ”

"As for the physical body of the Oneiroi Machine in the previous life, although it is rare to cultivate to a human immortal, it is not uncommon. Martial arts double cultivation, the body of the general ghost immortal, can only stop at the primary level of the martial saint, but the dream god body is the master of the Taishang Dao, and there will always be unknown means. And it is said that in order to seek transcendence, the Dream God Machine searched thousands of mountains and rivers, collected elixirs for 60 years, and even went to the Jīng Yuan Temple, forcibly seized three drops of the blood of the evil god, and practiced into a 'Tian Yuan Divine Pill', with this 'Tian Yuan Divine Pill', he trained the body of the second life into a human immortal. However, his physical body in the second life has been destroyed, and if he wants to practice the chéngrén immortal again in the third life, he has to retrain the Tianyuan Divine Pill. ”

Hong Yi was shocked and said: "With the divine power of the Taoist Sect Master, it took sixty years to collect the elixir, and it took three drops of the blood of the evil god to be able to practice the Tianyuan Divine Pill, this Tianyuan Divine Pill, I am afraid that it can really take the creation of heaven and earth." ”

You must know that Taoist masters can transport their souls to the ground, go to the sea, and collect medicines is very convenient. What's more, it's an invincible master like the Taishang Taoist Master.

Even the Dream God Machine needs sixty years to collect the medicinal herbs to refine the elixir, how labor-intensive and magical it must be.

"However, the body of the Oneiroi Machine has reached the realm of human immortals, and Hong Xuanji can actually destroy it, Hong Xuanji should not be so powerful. Hong Yi wondered again.

"Don't underestimate Hong Xuanji. Monk Jīng Ren said: "Twenty years ago, he had already reached the peak of the Martial Saint, and the Four Heavenly Kings of our Great Zen Temple, the Martial Saint, among them, the Baizhang Heavenly King, worshipped under his fist! But fortunately, when I was fighting with that little champion Hou, I heard that Hong Xuanji had only recently broken through to the human immortal! He paused for twenty years at the level of the martial saint to the realm of the human immortal! For twenty years, he wasted the light of his twenty years of heyday. ”

"That's not necessarily a good thing, the bigger the savings, the more ferocious the outburst, once you have an epiphany, you will become a Buddha on the spot. Hong Yi shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention it again.

"Hong Yi, it's okay!

At this moment, Zen Yinsha's eyes opened, and it blew out in one breath, and it was another powerful thought, and the condensed yīn wind blew violently on the Qiankun cloth bag.

Hong Yi heard the voice of Zen Yinsha, and without hesitation, he also blew out with a violent breath, and it was another powerful thought.

The powerful thoughts of these two ghost immortal masters condensed into one strand, forming a whirlwind, and they actually held up the Qiankun cloth bag at once.

However, this Qiankun cloth bag, which seems to be light and fluttering, does not weigh a few taels, and it seems to have become as heavy as a mountain all of a sudden under the support of Hong Yi and Zen silver yarn yīn wind.

Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha both oozed sweat stains on their foreheads, obviously using the power of their divine souls to affect the fluctuations of their physical qi and blood.

This is the manifestation that only comes after the power of the divine soul is maximized.

Click, click!

After the Qiankun cloth bag was held up, it pressed the yīn wind stiffly, and there was a clattering sound of the yīn wind being crushed.

This is the sound of Hong Yi and Zen Yinsha's thoughts constantly shattering.

"Open!"

The thought was carried to the extreme, Hong Yi and Zen Yinsha both drank at the same time, their bodies shook, and the splendid futon under the seat was torn at once, revealing the white cotton wool inside.

Buzz, buzz

A voice sounded as if it came from another world, extremely distant, as if it was coming from the Star Universe, and it seemed to be in the ear.

The opening of the Qiankun cloth bag suddenly opened, and a green air flow rushed out, and then a huge gate was formed on the ground that was three people high and ten people wide.

Fortunately, the secret room where Chan Yinsha and Hong Yi retreated was large enough, otherwise this door would have cracked the room.

However, this door is completely aircurrent, green and green, like a mirage, but it is not clear whether it is real or illusory.

Behind the giant door transformed by green qi, the light was faint, and bursts of fresh breeze blew out of the door, with a clean breath.

As soon as Hong Yi smelled this clean breath, he would feel that the world behind this giant gate was a world as pure as a fairyland.

"Let's go inside!"

After Chan Yinsha and Hong Yi teamed up to open the portal of the Qiankun cloth bag, they couldn't wait to stand up, and they were about to step into this portal in a few steps to see what the world in the Qiankun cloth bag that has been said for thousands of years is like.

"It's really exhausting to open this Qiankun cloth bag. ”

Before stepping into the portal, Hong Yi smiled and said, "I don't know how much divine soul power it takes to travel through the void like the Creation Gourd?"

"It takes at least the power of eighteen ghost immortals to use this Qiankun cloth bag to shuttle through the void. The monk said: "This Qiankun cloth bag is an artifact, not a ghost immortal, and if you get it in your hand, you can't open it at all." ”

Indeed, if the Qiankun cloth bag is not driven by the power of the divine soul, it will look like a big leather bag at all. Even if ordinary people get it in their hands, see this leather bag, and untie the rope on it, it is still a big bag, and there is nothing unusual in it.

Only the real ghost immortal master, with enough power of the divine soul, concentrates on the cloth bag, and pushes the formation ideas in it to rotate, can make the green qi rush out of the cloth bag, and turn into this looming, like a giant gate of a mirage

"It's a big world!"

As soon as Hong Yi and Zen Yinsha, as well as Monk Jīng Ren walked into this giant gate, the world immediately changed, and the earth was no longer earth, and the sky was no longer heaven.

Looking up at the sky, Hong Yi only felt that the sky seemed to be touchable, and his mind probed slightly, and the sky was only thirty or forty zhang high.

There was no sun in the sky, but a bright, soft cloud, green and jade-like.

This cloud is extremely tenacious, even if Hong Yi uses all the strength of his body, it is difficult to penetrate deeply. Not to mention breaking out of the sky.

"The heaven in this Qiankun cloth bag can only break through the sky by a master who has cultivated to the realm of the Yang God. In other words, unless you reach the Yang God realm, you can enter this Qiankun cloth bag and go out, or you can force it in from outside the Qiankun cloth bag. ”

jīng endure monk Dao.

Hong Yi is very clear about nature.

After looking at the sky, Hong Yi looked at the ground again, and the ground was also a layer of cloud film as smooth as a mirror, like water waves, and when a person stepped on it, it was a ripple. But it was extremely solid, Hong Yi stomped his foot, but the ripples expanded a little. Then it dissipated, and the ground did not shake in the slightest, showing the stability of this small world.

Hong Yi's eyes looked into the distance, and at a glance, it was extremely far away, as if a hundred miles away, there was also a layer of green jade sè light film. It seems to be the wall of this small world.

After a while, Hong Yi swept the entire Xiaoqian World, but found that the entire Xiaoqian World was like a quadrant composed of a green jade light film.

It's like a big house.

Of course, this house is frighteningly large, with a radius of 100 miles, which is equivalent to a small county of the Great Qian Dynasty. Moreover, the light film on the walls of this big house on all sides can only be broken by a Yang God master.

"That's a lot of stuff piled up!"

Zen Yinsha was also the same as Hong Yi, and finished looking at the structure of the entire Xiaoqian world. Only then did the two notice the accumulation of things in zhōngyāng.

In the small world with a radius of 100 miles, zhōngyāng is like a louse on a dog's body, which is inconspicuous at all.

But Hong Yi and Zen Yinsha flew to zhōngyāng with the jīng ninja monk, and then they realized how huge the things that zhōngyāng had piled up!

There are seven or eight squares in the entire small thousand worlds, and on top of the squares, mountain-like things are piled up.

One pile is gold, one pile is silver, one pile is jewelry, jadeite, diamonds. Lots of jewelry.

In addition, there are mountains of white rice, and there are many chests that seem to contain weapons, bows, crossbows, and armor.

In addition, on the other side of the square, there are large and small medicine boxes, medicine bottles, which seem to be a huge medicine storehouse.

The square behind the medicine depot is the library, with many bookshelves made of sandalwood, seven or eight people high, furnished. Behind the library, on the side are a mountain of silk and satin.

Vaults, silver vaults, grain vaults, jewelry vaults, weapons and armor vaults, medicine vaults, book vaults, silk vaults.

Eight squares are equivalent to eight huge warehouses.

The eight warehouses, arranged in the direction of the eight hexagrams, showed an inexplicable magic.

Hong Yi stood in front of the pile of white rice, looking up at the rice mountain. I was so shocked that I couldn't speak. In front of this Mishan, Hong Yi felt as if he was a little mouse standing in front of a giant elephant.

"There are at least 500,000 quintals of rice here. It could feed hundreds of thousands of people through famine. Stored in this Qiankun cloth bag, it seems that the rice will not be broken. Hong Yi thought to himself.

Rao has seen the world, and it is hard to imagine that he is really standing in front of Jinshan, Yinshan, and Mishan, and he still feels a little dizzy.

"What do you want so many weapons, armor, steel crossbows, and arrows for in your Great Zen Temple?"

Hong Yi let out a sigh of relief, suppressed his thoughts, and glanced at the monk jīng Ren strangely.

"This is left by the remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Monk Jīng said: "After the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, many remnants, even the orphans of the royal family, were hidden in our Great Zen Temple with weapons and armor. ”

"And what about all this gold and silver? So much, I don't know how many?"

Hong Yi walked to the side of the mountain of vaults, picked up a piece of gold, and found that some were green and yellow, and some were orange and yellow, but they were all seventy or eighty percent gold ingots, and as for ninety percent of purple gold and ten percent of red gold, it was rare to see them.

These gold and silver, one by one, are like wine mounds, and they are also printed with the year name of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is obviously the gold and silver of the previous dynasty, and some of them are still the money of dynasties farther away than the Great Zhou.

Obviously, these gold and silver are one of the riches accumulated by the Great Zen Temple over thousands of years.

"Hey, there's a ledger next to it?"

Hong Yi walked to the side of the vault and saw that there was a table next to it, with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, as well as a simple account book.

"The treasury is about four million taels, the silver treasury is about thirty million taels, and the silk is eight hundred thousand horses. 600,000 quintals of rice. Weapons and Armor"

"These four million taels of gold and 30 million taels of silver? All of them are mine? How much is all the tax revenue of the Great Qian Dynasty in a year? About 30 million or 40 million taels? Here 4 million taels of gold, one to ten for silver, is 40 million taels, 30,000 taels of silver, and the total is not 70 million taels? With those jewels, isn't that the total income of the national treasury for two years? I have become the richest man in the whole country at this moment? Even if any family of several hundred years is not comparable to me! There are also rice grains and even weapons and armor here, isn't this a temptation for people to rebel? These things are only afraid of hundreds of millions, right?"

Hong Yi looked at the account book a little, and knew that he had the entire Daqian Dynasty at once, the total income of the treasury for two or three years, and he was worth more than 100 million taels of silver, and he felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

"The entire treasury of Izumo Province does not have a tenth of these riches. Zen Yinsha also came up and looked at the account book.

"Hey, the gold and silver wealth of our Great Zen Temple back then was only one-fifth. Monk Jīng shook his head and said.

"That's a really rich country! But that's nothing, the believers of the Great Zen Temple were all over the state, and those people, who would rather not eat oil themselves, offered the oil to the Buddha statue's ever-bright lamp. It is said that the grain depot of the Great Chan Temple in those years was more than the grain stored in the Fumin warehouse outside Yujing City now, and it could store 8 million quintals of grain. ”

For the wealth of the Great Chan Temple, Hong Yi has no doubts.

Hong Yi has read many notes and knows that even if the poor people squeeze a little oil by themselves, they are not willing to eat, but would rather worship in front of the ever-bright lamp of the Buddha statue to send light to the Buddha and Bodhisattva for psychological comfort.

The poor people are like this, not to mention the rich businessmen and officials.

It has been like this for thousands of years, and it is naturally unimaginable to be rich. It is not surprising that Buddhist temples are richer than the state.

"Buddhists cultivate merit for future lives, but they themselves cultivate merit and transcendence in this life, in fact, where there is any afterlife, when they die, they will dissipate between heaven and earth. He also said that those who do not respect the Buddha will inevitably go to hell and suffer. If you insult the Buddha, you will be punished. Master Jīng Shinobi, if you want me to re-establish the Great Zen Temple, I won't do it. Hong Yi turned his head and said to the monk Jīng.

"That's not the case with the Buddha, my Buddha is just a great teacher, and he doesn't talk about retribution, he only makes people detached, and he doesn't send retribution because you insult him. If someone says that he insults my Buddha, the Buddha will send retribution, and this person must be a person who violates the Dharma. I'm going to get rid of this kind of person first. ”

Monk Jīng put his hands together and said, "If a Buddha sends retribution for insulting him, then can he still be called a Buddha? My Buddha is immeasurably free, after detachment, everything doesn't matter, if you believe in my Buddha and practice according to his scriptures, you will have a chance of detachment, and if you don't follow his scriptures, he won't care about you. But it's not like a reader, if you can't endorse it, the teacher will have to beat the board. You have violated the etiquette of the sages, and you will sink into the pond, I look at the way of the scholars, the etiquette kills people, and it is more severe than my Buddha. ”

"He is worthy of being a virtuous monk. Hong Yi smiled, and did not argue with the monk Jīng.

"It is rumored that there are three major scriptures in the past, present and future in the Qiankun cloth bag, I don't know if these books are there?"

Zen silver yarn Shen Nian swept shè, saw these things, but did not find a cultivator's magic weapon, and couldn't help but say.

"Isn't the past scripture in your hands?" said the monk Jīng: "Back then, the three major scriptures of my Great Zen Temple were not packed into the Qiankun cloth bag. I don't know where they are scattered now. If it is in the Qiankun cloth bag and is obtained by the Daqian court, then the real court will be a country for ten thousand years. ”

"Why isn't there a powerful magic weapon in this?" Zen Yinsha swept his mind and found that among these treasure houses, he didn't find a powerful magic weapon like the Heaven Shaking Bow and the Infinite Arrow.

"At that time, it was the autumn of the crisis of the survival of my Great Zen Temple, and the powerful magic weapons were all held in their hands and fought to the death, what were they doing in the Qiankun cloth bag? ”

Monk Jīng shinobu glanced at Zen Yinsha and said strangely

"What is this, the book of the Witch and Ghost Dao?"

With a casual move, Hong Yi put the enshrinement in the library zhōngyāng, a table, the size of a door panel for sacrifice, and the deep white bone plate was swept over with the yīn wind and gently suspended in the air.

"What a big bone!"

Monk Jīng Shinobu glanced at it and knew that this door-sized bone was a whole bone.

He racked his brains and couldn't imagine what kind of animal this bone was.

What animal bones are the size of door panels?

"This is the supreme text of the Witch and Ghost Dao, the God of War and the Demon Sutra. But I don't know these words, Hong Yi, you are only eight buckets high, and you are rich and rich, do you know these words?"

Zen silver yarn road.

The carvings on the bone plate are all ink-black unknown characters, Hong Yi saw it, and knew that it was the ancient kind of bone inscription, but he didn't recognize it, this kind of writing had long been lost.

"What is the high eight buckets, the rich five cars? It's just that I have read a few more idle books, and I don't recognize these words. Hong Yi smiled and flipped the bone plate over.

This flip, the three of them were taken aback.

Because on the other side of the bone plate, there is a real full-body statue of the demon god carved, with two horns on the head, and a spiral curve. It was the appearance of the Supreme Demon Venerable condensed by the Witch Ghost Dao Sect Master that day.

However, the Witch Ghost Dao Sect Master Yu Wutong condensed the Supreme Demon Venerable, just one head, and on this bone plate, there is a full-body image.

This supreme demon god holds a bone in his hand. The body is still humanoid, one by one lines are outlined, rendered, vivid, lifelike, people look at it, as if this demon god is about to come out of the bone plate.

This kind of painting technique is comparable to the images of the past.

A desolate, vast, ancient, ancient, and rich aura came from the Supreme Demon Venerable.

In a trance, the three of them seemed to have come to an ancient era tens of thousands of years ago.

However, the three of Hong Yi, two ghost immortals, and one martial saint, are all masters of jīng gods who are too tenacious to be tough, and they have recovered their thoughts in a trance.

"This is the supreme text of the Witch Ghost Dao, and there is nothing wrong with that. Only this kind of artistic conception can make my mind slightly shocked. It is rumored that the supreme demon venerable of the Witch Ghost Dao is the ancient god of war. Fighting with the sky and the earth, there is an unyielding will, and finally it was suppressed by a holy emperor. The Witch Ghost Dao has been in decline since antiquity. In fact, this scripture is still a righteous classic, but it was stinked by that group of witches and ghosts, and went to raise corpses and blood sacrifices. Monk Jīng Ren sighed: "In the classics of my Great Zen Temple, there was also a Dharma Xiang in the Mida Sutra in the past, which can suppress all demons and immortalize the soul. ”

"Do you want to read the past scriptures?" Hong Yi said suddenly.

"I want to see it, but I can't see it, and no one can watch it except the abbot. Monk Jīng replied honestly.

"It's a pity that the past has been destroyed by us, and you can't see it if you want to. Hong Yi also said honestly.

After hearing this, Monk Jīng's face twitched slightly, and then he shook his head, clasped his hands together, and didn't know what to think: "Good and good, the past is really the past." Destroyed, exactly as it was named. ”

"Master Jīng Shinobi, if we debate reason, I don't have to be your opponent yet. Hong Yi shook his head

"The God of War and Demon Sutra of the Witch and Ghost Dao has something worth referring to. Anyway, the three elders of the Witch Ghost Dao, the sect master Yu Wutong has already fallen into our hands, and we are forced to ask for the translation of this scripture!" Zen Yinsha said suddenly.

"The three elders of the Witch Ghost Dao, Yu Wutong, they were injured too badly, and they only barely kept a little soul true intent that was not extinguished, and now they are almost the same as the dead, how can they be forced to ask? In this case, the damage to the soul is too serious, even if I use the past scripture, it is impossible to save their souls, not to mention, even if I save them, it is impossible to control them. Hong Yi said.

Hong Yike didn't save the three elders of the Witch Ghost Dao, and the sect master still had the intention of the sect master.

First, the four people were too seriously injured to be saved at all.

The second is that even if it is rescued, it is impossible to control it. The four great ghosts and immortals, where is it so easy to control.

"Then let's take a long-term view of this matter. Zen Yinsha said: "The wealth in this Qiankun cloth bag is indeed amazing, and it will be of great use in the future." But you should also be careful when you spend it. Like those gold and silver, almost all of them are ingots, ingots, and cakes from the previous dynasty, and they have to be re-smelted. Otherwise, if you pop up so much at once, you will definitely be suspected. ”

"Well thought out!"

Hong Yi nodded.

"I wonder if there are any good things in those medicine stores?"

As Chan Yinsha spoke, he walked towards the medicine storehouse, and at a glance, he found that most of them were precious medicinal herbs, pills, powders, and so on. But there is no rare treasure like the Yuan Dzi.

Hong Yi also took a look and found that most of them were some precious medicinal materials that were given to him after Governor Wu Yuan exterminated Baiyunzhuang. Obviously, they are all pills of the Great Zen Temple and the Medicine King Palace.

Such as "Leopard Fetal Muscle Pill", "Vajra Daigo Crisp", "Tiger Bone Chalcedony Paste", "Snow Ginseng Visceral Ointment", "Bear Bile Wine", these things.

These are all precious medicinal materials, but they are no longer useful for the cultivation of Hong Yi and Zen Silver Yarn.

However, these medicinal materials are enough to produce a large number of innate martial arts masters long ago.

Although some of the innate martial arts masters created with elixir have been abolished, they are physically strong

"Although the wealth in this Qiankun cloth bag is abundant, there is nothing that will help us in our cultivation, so let's go out. You and I have to practice well, especially that drop of the blood of the evil god, which can greatly enhance the power of our divine soul, survive a thunder tribulation, and there will be no more problems!"

Zen silver yarn road.

"I heard that the blood of this evil god can allow masters to break through the barrier of life and death and achieve ghosts and immortals, I don't know if it's so magical? Let's give it a try, and at the same time, if we can refine all the souls of the Sage Figure, we will also forcibly focus on Jin Xun'er and let her become a ghost immortal in one fell swoop! This time, let his grandfather carry such a big black cauldron, and it would be better to compensate her a little. ”

Hong Yi said suddenly.

"It's okay! That little golden spider is very cute, but it's always a spider, and it's too unsightly. Zen Yinsha immediately nodded in agreement, "But this kind of forcibly makes people become ghosts and immortals! I don't know if it can succeed? I'm afraid this is a rare thing to open the world!"

After the divine soul of a thunder tribulation master is completely refined, the power of Jin Xun'er's divine soul can be raised to the maximum! The will in the blood of an evil god can help Jin Xun'er break through the barrier of life and death and point directly at the ghosts and immortals.

This was the bold idea that Hong Yi suddenly came up with.

Not to mention Hong Yi himself, even Zen Yinsha is not sure. It's really appalling to forcibly become a ghost immortal for a long time.

However, there is only one drop of the "blood of the evil god", Hong Yi and Zen Silver Yarn have to try it, and after distinguishing the effect, they can use it for the big golden spider. At that time, the strength was certainly not enough.

But coupled with the soul of the Sage Tu Yuan, the master of the Thunder Tribulation, the strength is enough, even if he can't break through the ghost immortal, it is enough to make Jin Xun'er's divine soul stronger than Xingyu Immortal's!

Xin Yuxian was only afraid that he had obtained the power of a ghost immortal.

"However, the power of the divine soul is still the purity of his own hard cultivation, in case something goes wrong, Jin Xun'er may not be able to bear it. Hong Yi hesitated again.

"Tell her all the power, let her choose, besides, we may not be able to truly refine the soul of the Sage Tu Yuan. "Zen silver yarn straight to the point

In the entire Qiankun cloth bag, in addition to a huge amount of wealth, with a total value of hundreds of millions of taels of silver. For the things that are good for cultivation, it seems to be a supreme classic of the Witch and Ghost Dao, "The God of War and the Demon Sutra".

After Hong Yi and Zen Yinsha visited, they came out again, closed the door of the Qiankun cloth bag, tied the pocket with a rope, and after dropping a drop of blood from the monk Jīng, they put it away, and it became an ordinary leather bag with nothing in it

At the same time, thousands of miles away from Izumo Province, a huge fleet sailed to the land of the Great Dry Army.

This fleet, with hundreds of large ships, tens of thousands of people, is mighty, and a large ship of zhōngyāng is like an ancient giant turtle, an island in the sea, suspended on the surface of the sea.

This is the big ship of Yunmeng Town, which took two hundred years and countless skilled craftsmen to build. "Mengshen".

This fleet is the fleet that the champion Hou has won a great victory and is ready to return.