Jiang Dao's face was cloudy and uncertain for a while.

"Master, do you have any magic treasures like storage here? I just saw the jade bottle in the hand of the old celestial master. It's not bad. Do you have anything similar here?"

Jiang Dao opened his mouth indifferently, filled with fiery breath.

The group of monks in front of them looked at each other and hesitated.

But when they noticed Jiang Dao's provocative gaze, Monk Xuanhui said honestly, "Senior Jiang, I do have a Sumeru vase in my old Buddhist temple. It looks very small, but it has a huge space inside. Just go get it."

"Well, go and get it!"

Jiang Dao said with satisfaction.

"Yes, senior."

Monk Xuanhui replied honestly and hurried back.

At this moment, Jiang Dao looked at the night watchman not far away.

The night watchman was still standing there dumbfounded, his black clothes rattling, his eyes scanning around in the underworld, as if he was observing something.

Jiang Dao hesitated slightly, and finally stepped forward, walking towards the night watchman.

After coming close, he immediately picked up the night watchman and walked towards the resurrection liquid.

What surprised Jiang Dao secretly was.

The night watchman's body is so light and pitiful, like a feather, and like a straw.

He hugged the other person almost without any effort.

Xuan Cheng, Xuan Nan and other monks all stared blankly at all this, shocked.

This Gang Leader Jiang actually picked up the night watchman?

thump!

Jiang Dao directly placed the night watchman's body in the Shenchi.

As soon as it was placed in it, the entire God's Pond began to gurgle, as if it was boiling, and pieces of glistening liquid quickly surged towards the night watchman's body.

The white corpse hair on the opponent's body was fading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, his native land and appearance were finally revealed.

This is a woman with a tall body, about 1.8 meters, with long black hair, a delicate face, a straight nose, but her eyes are dim.

A pair of originally pitch-black eyes were filled with a layer of unspeakable dead gray.

Jiang Dao's heart darkened.

female?

He suddenly turned around and walked directly towards the scarlet blood coffin. He hugged the entire blood-colored ancient coffin with his wide palms, hugged it vigorously, lifted the blood-colored coffin, and walked towards Shenchi.

Soon, he came to the Divine Pond and directly filled the entire blood coffin with the divine liquid of resurrection.

Then, Jiang Dao looked at the night watchman again, walked directly into the Shenchi, grabbed her body, and stuffed it into the blood coffin, and carefully sealed the coffin lid with a bang.

Jiang Dao let out a breath of hot air, with a flat face, "From now on, I will put this blood coffin in this underworld, and you will guard it. I wonder what the masters think?"

Xuan Nan, Xuan Cheng and others were shocked.

"Since senior has decided to do so, I dare not say more!"

"Amitabha!"

Several monks spoke quickly.

This blood coffin is so weird, it just so happens that it can really bring the night watchman back to life.

If this world becomes more and more chaotic in the future, maybe this night watchman can really protect them.

"By the way, I heard that old celestial master talk about [Heavenly Dao Palace] before. What kind of power is this?"

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes.

Although he had been fighting all the time before, with his hearing ability, any movement in a radius of tens of miles would not be hidden from his ears.

"This...to be honest, we don't know much about it, but we can be sure that this is by no means a mortal force, but a creature of the upper realm, who claims to be the will of heaven...the last time there was a blizzard in the sky for several months, it was theirs. Handwriting."

Monk Xuan Cheng said.

"is it?"

Jiang Dao's heart was agitated, and then he suddenly stepped up, grabbed the Emperor's Bow, and glanced around, only to see that there were more cracks in the thick dragon tendon on it.

There was a sneer on his face, "Masters, there is something wrong with this dragon tendon, but none of you told me before, are you trying to harm me?"

"No, no, we were wronged."

"We didn't know that before."

A group of monks hurriedly opened their mouths in horror.

Boom!

Jiang Dao took a step forward and swiped the divine bow in his hand.

Fast, fierce, and powerful.

The whole space shook.

Bang bang bang!

Without exception, the monks of the Xuan family were all shattered by his blow, and the black blood spattered, which was horrible.

Jiang Dao's face was indifferent, and the aura of blazing sun was surging around him, "This time I will only teach you a little lesson, if there is another time, don't blame me for being vicious!"

The bodies of a group of monks exploded, screaming, and quickly reorganized their bodies, all terrified.

at this time!

The monk Xuannan finally took the [Sumi Bottle], seeing this scene, his heart trembled with fright and his face turned pale.

Jiang Dao didn't continue to do anything, turned around, snatched the Sumeru bottle from his hand, and began to fill the liquid in the Shenchi.

Chapter 335 Returning to Qianyuan City

The white Sumeru bottle is indeed a bit weird.

It is obviously only the size of a baby's palm on the outside, but after being activated, it seems that there is a huge space inside, and the light is dim, and it is quickly absorbing the resurrection liquid from this place.

Sumina mustard!

Pieces of resurrection liquid continuously surged out of the divine pool, and quickly sank into the Sumeru bottle.

In a blink of an eye, more than two-thirds of the entire huge Shenchi was absorbed by Jiang Dao.

Only a small part remains, and it remains here.

A group of monks watched with their eyelids twitching and their complexions changing.

But they dared not say anything.

After looking at each other, only a thick wry smile remained.

Jiang Dao was able to leave some of them, which was considered as the utmost benevolence.

They cheated Jiang Dao like that before, even if Jiang Dao killed them all, it would not be too much.

With a calm expression on his face, Jiang Dao gently closed the bottle cap in his hand, and said, "By the way, I heard that there are many ancient books in the scripture cabinet in your old Buddhist temple, which record many ancient things. Let me see?"

"Senior wants to see it, of course you can!"

"Not bad!"

"Senior, let's take you there."

A group of monks of Xuanzi generation spoke hastily.

Jiang Dao nodded lightly, grasping the emperor's bow, and said, "Take me to change into clean clothes first!"

"Yes, senior!"

Monk Xuanhui immediately began to lead Jiang Dao and walked outside.

Along the way, there are ruins and huge cracks everywhere.

The previous battle had devastated the ground with a radius of tens of miles. Huge deep pits could be seen everywhere, as if hit by a terrifying meteorite.

soon.

Finally, they came to the outside world again.

I saw that the entire huge old Buddhist temple was already in chaos, with various buildings collapsing and shattering, and pieces of ruins were connected together, without the slightest majesty in the past.

Fortunately, those spirit eliminators did not take advantage of the chaos to rob the old Buddhist temple.

Otherwise, the millennium foundation of the old Buddhist temple may really collapse overnight.

Of course, all of this is due to Jiang Dao.

If it weren't for his powerful means to suppress all parties, it would be impossible for those spirit eliminators to compromise like this.

Monk Xuanhui quickly changed Jiang Dao into clean and tidy clothes, and led Jiang Dao towards the Buddha Cave in the distance.

"Senior, all the ancient books stored in this Buddhist cave are more private than those in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda. Many things that have never been publicized by the outside world are recorded on it."

Monk Xuanhui said.

"Oh?"

Jiang Dao became curious, and followed Monk Xuanhui into the Buddhist cave.

It is similar to the previous Buddha Cave.

The space is not big, surrounded by Buddha light, it looks peaceful and bright.

The difference is that there are more than ten bookshelves densely packed in the Buddha Cave, and many ancient books are placed on each bookshelf.

"Okay, you go down first, I can just look through it myself!"

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

"Yes, senior."

Monk Xuanhui immediately retreated obediently.

Jiang Dao glanced around, and immediately searched here.

He kept pulling out ancient books from the bookshelf, flipping them open, and putting them back in place.

His celestial master's eyesight is amazing, and he can accurately read all the content above with just a single flip.

That's it, time flies.

After rummaging through dozens of ancient books, Jiang Dao's eyes suddenly flashed.

Finally he found something he was looking for.

According to the records in the ancient books, as early as in the ancient times, the night watchmen and the underworld teamed up in this land, used countless treasures to nail the ancestral veins, and sealed a dilapidated world with the ancestral veins of the earth.

But it's a pity that Jiang Dao searched through this ancient book, but couldn't find any more news.

This made him frown tightly.

He continued to search in other ancient books. After looking through the ancient books, half an hour later, he found some fragments of words.

But this time the record is more detailed than before.

In ancient times, evil spirits and monsters emerged one after another in the earth. The people were in dire straits, and all living beings cried out.

The Lord of the Underworld personally took action and created an area to guard these ten thousand year old evil spirits and monsters. The night watchmen collected the world's most precious treasures and jointly suppressed them. As a result, the world was cleared from now on, and there were no more ten thousand year old evil spirits and monsters to appear.

In addition to these words, there are also pictures below.

Among the many accompanying pictures, there is the mysterious black jade bracelet that Jiang Dao obtained before.

However, there is not a single word written in the ancient books about the function of the mysterious jade bracelet.

Jiang Dao thought about it, and soon another question emerged.

If Wannian Xie Chong is really that powerful, then what about the evil god?

Is the strength of the evil god not as good as the ten thousand year evil spirit?

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