martial law

"how is this possible?"

"Did he give up his seat?"

A series of roaring and desperate roars sounded all around.

Especially Kunpeng, his eyes were dark.

'This stupidity caused me to lose my holy throne, and after going around for a while, the primordial purple energy actually fell back on him. Could it be that stupid people have stupid blessings?God is not fair. '

On the far side, Minghe Daofen, who was dressed in a blood-red dress, was holding Yuantu Abi in his hand. His fingers had already been squeezed so that veins appeared, his eyes shone coldly, and he lowered his head again without saying anything.

Taoist Hongyun was already so happy that he was silly at this time, he didn't notice the murderous eyes of the monks around him, he just dragged Zhen Yuanzi, laughed wildly: "Zhen Yuan, look, look, haha, Taoist ancestor really I am also optimistic about becoming the seventh saint between heaven and earth, Zhenyuan, don't worry, I will become a saint in the future, and I will definitely not forget your benefits..."

There was deep worry in Zhenyuan's eyes, and at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

To be honest, he was also very sad.

I don't want to say anything.

In fact it goes without saying.

Do you think Hongyun is stupid?He's just so nervous, so what if it reminds him that he's in danger?He knew that there was danger, but he thought that he had friends all over the world and his strength was not weaker than others, so he would never believe that someone would try to trick him.

In a word: I am not afraid.

'You'd better have a snack. Zhen Yuanzi was helpless, forcibly suppressed the acid in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Out of Zixiao Palace, I will block for you, and run away immediately, the farther you run..."

"Hey... Zhenyuan, you are still so timid. Who dares to snatch the treasure given by Daozu?"

"You, you, or you?"

He stretched out his hand to tap one by one, tapped Dijun, tapped Taiyi, and also tapped Kunpeng, and nodded towards Sifang monks, smiling from ear to ear: "Look at Sanqing Nuwa and the others, they are not worried at all, Taoist Mu You don't care about other people's jealous eyes at all, Zhenyuan, you are still a little small."

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

……

The matter of Hongyun was just a small episode.

Daoist Hongjun thought to himself that if he wanted to join the Dao, he would seldom show up in the wilderness in the future. At this time, he explained everything one by one as if he was explaining the funeral.

"Taiqing, you are the first disciple of the poor way. This thing is the innate treasure of Tai Chi diagram. It has infinite uses. It is specially given to you. Experience it yourself."

The innate treasure is just given at will.

Everyone was shocked again.

"Yuqing, this thing is the innate treasure Pangu Banner, which can open chaos, I hope you will make good use of it."

Hongjun took out another thing and gave it to Yuanyuan.

This time, everyone didn't even have the thought of admiring and envious, and it was another innate treasure.

Personal disciples are awesome.

"Shangqing, this thing is the diagram of Zhu Xian, which contains the four swords of Zhu Xian. It is a treasure of killing, and its power is unpredictable. Once the diagram is laid, it is difficult for the four sages to break it. You should use it with caution..."

Tong Tian was also overjoyed when he took over the Zhuxian Formation.

This time, even Yang Lin rolled his eyes.

All treasures.

No need to ask, when I get assigned to myself, I guess it's just a big way and get rid of it.

really.

Next, Nüwa got the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map and the Red Hydrangea Ball, which are rare innate spiritual treasures. Their power is comparable to the treasure, but it is still much worse than what the Sanqing got, not the same grade.

As for Jieyin, he obtained the twelfth-grade golden lotus, which is also the top-grade innate spirit treasure.

The ability to defend is comparable to a treasure, and it can also suppress luck.

When he arrived at Yang Lin, Hong Jun's words remained unchanged: "This thing is one of the innate five-color and five-square flags, the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, I give it to you..."

Well, few is better than nothing.

If there is a complete set of innate five-color and five-square flags, it must be the best innate spiritual treasure, not to mention 24 Dinghaishen beads, which are infinitely magical.

However, a single flag, although it can be regarded as an innate spiritual treasure, is much inferior to the twelfth-grade golden lotus. Apart from giving disciples to use it, it basically does not help Yang Lin much.

The attack power is not as good as my own punch, and the defense power is not as good as my current physical body. The auxiliary function can grow vitality, evolve the formation map, and form a large formation to protect the mountain.

Registered disciples have no human rights.

Yang Lin was not surprised.

Hearing Hong Jun say again: "There is a Fenbao Cliff at the back of the palace, on which there are some innate magic treasures, you can get them yourself..."

This is for everyone.

At that moment, everyone rushed back in a swarm.

The holy position is gone, and the primordial purple energy is gone, but it would be nice to get some innate spiritual treasures.

However, the cultivators found that they still thought too much.

I saw Sanqing flashing like blue smoke, the chaotic air flow made way for them, and a little purple light led the way, and disappeared without a trace after flashing, it was going ahead.

But Yanglin, Nuwa, Jieyin and others just watched from behind, had to cut through the waves and find their own way.

Not to mention the monks behind, they can't even eat dirt.

When Yang Lin arrived at Fenbao Cliff, the Sanqing Brothers were already smiling very contentedly. They stood aside, obviously picking and picking and taking away most of the treasures. There were only a few treasures left on the cliff. A few treasures, Nuwa and Jieying shot at the same time, each took a few treasures, looking at the naked Fenbaoya, I was speechless for a while.

Yang Lin didn't say much, he looked down at the treasure he had picked up, just took a look, then frowned, and turned to look at Tongtian, who was looking at him strangely.

Ok.

The treasure that Yang Lin gathered up with one sleeve is not too bad, but it's a bit out of the ordinary.

A pair of scissors, good for cutting cloth.

A comb, comb your hair with the innate spirit treasure, can you believe it?

The most important thing is that the last treasure made him a little reluctant to receive it in the cave.

It's so shiny, you want to sit on it when you see it...

Don't ask, it's a toilet.

Chapter 729

"Golden flood scissors, Hunyuan golden bucket, Qionghua comb..."

Seeing the three innate treasures that he snatched, Yang Lin felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

Hunyuan Jindou is a net bucket, which is called a toilet in later generations.

This thing is a bit unlucky, but it is something that everyone cannot do without...

The first toilet in the world, think about it, how scary it is.

In the original trajectory, as long as it is taken in by this thing, even if it is a Daluo Jinxian, it will pollute the primordial spirit and knock down the mortal world after three turns.

It looks beautiful, but it's actually quite vicious.

Can't even stick it.

And what about the golden Jiao scissors?

Of course, it is not used to cut clothes, but it is used to cut the umbilical cord during delivery. This is its first function.

The first umbilical cord cutter in the world is so powerful, it cuts the road of life and death, and cuts the way of humanity.

This weapon, let's just call it a weapon, is half bad and half good, and the big man is really embarrassed to show off with this thing.

As for the Qionghua comb.

Well, when a woman comes out of the cabinet, combing her hair and dressing up beautifully seems to be the most useless thing. In fact, this thing combs yin and yang, removes dirt and dirt, has unlimited vitality, and can add a lot of color.

If it wasn't for Yang Lin's embarrassment to use this comb to brush his hair a few times, he might not be able to resist.

Haven't you seen Nuwa pursing her lips and giggling when she sees the toilet, her face is blushing when she sees the scissors, and her eyes are dazed when she sees the comb?

She obviously knows the goods.

It's a pity that Nuwa and Yang Lin didn't talk much or have any friendship during the years of listening to Taoism in Zixiao Palace. At this time, it's not easy to propose an exchange of magic weapons. He is quite satisfied with treasures such as lotus lanterns in his bosom.

In her opinion.

The map of mountains and rivers and the red hydrangea that I got, as well as the magic weapon I just collected, are actually much better than Yang Lin's. Although they are not as good as what Sanqing got, they are already satisfied.

It is best to make a fortune in silence.

The same is true for Jieyin Taoist. He has won the twelfth-grade golden lotus, and he is already elated to be able to open a great teaching to suppress luck.

Not picky eaters at all.

I don't know if it's because of fate, but when he finally arrived at Fenbaoya, he scooped it up with one sleeve, and even got treasures such as congenital descending magic pestle and brocade cassock. It is also considered satisfactory.

As for what treasure did Sanqing get?

Yang Lin didn't ask, nor did he covet.

Because, after Daoist Hongjun left early, Sanqing seemed to have opened the back door and went directly to Fenbaoya. If no one helped him, he didn't believe it at all.

After all, this is in the Zixiao Palace, and as a direct disciple, Sanqing should have such a little privilege here, which is just as it should be.

At the same time, he understood what Taoist Tongtian's weird eyes meant.

It's not that they don't look down on these treasures, but that treasure collection in Baoya actually depends on fate. The treasures that are destined to you are naturally comfortable to collect. If you see treasures without fate, you may not be able to get them. to hand.

In this case, it can only be said that Daozu Hongjun distributed according to the number of days.

When Daoist Tongtian arrived ahead of time, he collected some treasures. He clearly saw a few items of Hunyuan Jindou, and he also had some affinity with him. When he wanted to collect them, he didn't pick them up for a while. As soon as Lin arrived, he moved his sleeve robe lightly and took it away.

"The number of days is destined, these treasures have nothing to do with him, originally belonged to me, but turned out to belong to him..."

Tong Tian couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think much about it. He had already finished listening to the sermon, and he couldn't hold back at this moment. He wanted to refine the primordial purple energy early, so he calmly smiled and said, "Today is over, let's just leave it alone. Fellow Daoists, please be careful on the road, the matter of Primordial Purple Qi is of great importance, so don’t be careless.”

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian has a heart."

Yang Lin could see that this man had no prejudice against him, although there was a sense of eagerness in his eyes, but it was mostly curiosity, and he wanted to fight, but there was no real malice.

This point is somewhat different from Lao Tzu's plain indifference and primitive cold-eyed look down.

As soon as Taoist Sanqing left, Yang Lin, Nuwa, Jieyin and the others remained silent, split into three directions, and left.

The relationship between the three of them is very complicated.

There is really nothing to say.

6000 years ago, he fought with Jieyin and Zhunti, and lost Zhunti. Such a big enmity, naturally Jieyin cannot forget.

He didn't attack at this time, it was only because he was not sure, and also because in Zixiao Palace, no one dared to make a move, so he could only maintain the superficial peace, as if he couldn't see it.

And Nuwa.

To be honest, for the Holy Mother who will surely create human beings in this world, she will indeed have great merit in the future.

Yang Lin was born in the human race, no matter what, he should pay more respect to this man.

As long as you don't face her as an enemy, you won't be able to do anything to her.

But let's put it this way.

Yang Lin intends to build a good relationship, but it is not very realistic.

Nuwa has not yet created the human race, and she was born in the demon clan. Her clan members and elder brother are all in the demon clan camp, and they have a lot of trouble with Yang Lin.

Even if she didn't want to help the Yaozu to fight for hegemony, she just focused on training, but her own background made this Holy Mother no matter how generous she was, it was impossible for her to have a good relationship with Yang Lin.

'Well water does not violate river water, which is actually quite good. '

Yang Lin turned his head to look around, and saw a large group of people rushing over, and then left in disappointment. He disappeared into the wind, found Changxi, and left Zixiao Palace in a blink of an eye, passing through the chaotic space, flying Back to the prehistoric world.

"Here's the gadget for you."

Yang Lin smiled and took out a comb and handed it over.

The Qionghua Comb is indeed very popular with women, even if Changxi sees many treasures, his heart is calm, and he can't move his eyes when he sees the comb at this time.

For a monk like her who is at the peak of Da Luo at this time and who is about to find her own path, the function of this comb can be seen at a glance.

"Give me my treasure? Mulanshu, do you think I'm not good-looking, and want to comb and make up?"