Opening the stone door and entering the cave, there are a dazzling array of treasures inside.
The lights of various colors dazzled Hua Hu, Miao and others so much that they almost couldn't open their eyes. They all said that the Dragon Palace was rich, and it was indeed true.
The Blackwater River God, a small river god, has so many treasures, so how many things should the Four Seas Dragon Palace have?
"I beg you, don't take them all, leave some for the little god, who still has to support his family!"
Looking at the dumbfounded Hua Hu, Marten and others, the Black Water River God had a look of pain on his face.
Suddenly, Red Boy burst out laughing; "There are so many treasures, we are going to give them away."
"What's the fuss about? Even if the Emperor of Heaven comes, you can't take him away."
The flower fox marten patted the back of Red Boy's head, rushed into the treasure pile, grabbed it and stuffed it into the red pants.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao stared blankly at the scene in the water mirror. This mink is really a lucky star. He can get treasures wherever he goes.
Not to mention Pantao and Laojun's elixir, Dakong Temple directly emptied people's savings for who knows how many years, and forced out the treasure house of the Black Water River God here.
"Tsk, tsk, what excuse can you find to punish this marten next time?"
Looking at the treasures in the picture, Yang Xiao was so greedy that he touched his chin and thought.
As the saying goes, the person who sees it has a share, so he should also have a share. Well, this way of thinking is completely feasible and there is nothing wrong with it.
"Being mediocre, going against the heavens, having no bloodline, no talent, it's all useless."
"I, Kong Xuan, have a heaven-defying bloodline and a heaven-defying physique, but I have been trapped in the quasi-saint realm for so many years. Is it because I don't have that fighting spirit?"
Kong Xuan, who was reading in front of the bookshelf, suddenly murmured to himself.
Kong Xuan didn't believe it at all that he could no longer become a saint. It was just a weak person deceiving himself.
The book Kong Xuan read was Yaoni, and Yang Xiao was quite impressed by the stories in the book.
That most ordinary rabbit, in order to survive, fought on the edge of life and death time and time again, suffered humiliation and hardship, and never gave up.
Under heavy training, it became stronger step by step, but those monsters with stronger bloodline and extraordinary physique than it died in its hands one by one.
"The most terrifying thing about people is not not having dreams, but having dreams but retreating in the face of difficulties."
"What a beautiful day, what a young man who aspires to be a king. I, the devil, have as long a life as you, and let my voice spread to every corner of the three realms."
Not long after Kong Xuan's voice fell, Mo Lishou on the side suddenly started shouting.
Along with the sound, a powerful and terrifying vision suddenly released from him.
It was a peaceful world, with a lonely figure suspended in the air. The next moment, the figure's lips opened and closed, and he didn't know what he was singing.
The sky cracked, volcanoes erupted on the earth, lightning thundered, wind howled, and torrential waves surged into the sky, a scene of doomsday.
The sudden change shocked everyone, and they woke up one by one, looking confused and confused.
"Shh, don't make any noise, he has understood what is in the book."
Yang Xiao spoke with a smile and signaled others not to say anything.
After hearing this, everyone hurriedly got out of the way and came over to Yang Xiao's side.
Except for Sheng Ling, no one else had realized it yet. They all looked at it in shock. It turned out that the ability to understand magical powers in the book was indeed true.
Looking at this terrifying vision, this realization is by no means simple.
Kong Xuan and the Golden-winged Dapeng looked at each other, and suddenly remembered the changes in Nezha and Sun Wukong, and couldn't help but breathe quickly.
Seeing it with their own eyes, they finally believed that everything was not groundless.
The vision lasted for a while, and finally slowly submerged into Moli Shou's body.
But Moli Shou didn't seem to notice it and continued reading.
Yang Xiao laughed and asked Mo Liqing to go over and call the person over.
"Not bad, not bad, Mo Li Shou, congratulations on your understanding. From now on, your output will depend entirely on roaring."
Looking at Yang Xiao blankly, Mo Lishou looked confused. What did the shop owner say?
No, the shop owner seems to be saying that I understand?
Mo Lishou, whose reaction was a little slow, suddenly showed deep ecstasy in his eyes.
"What you have understood is the Eightfold Sound of Heaven and Dragon in Li Ri in the book. It can be said that in the future, when you fight with others and don't want to fight, you can just use your words."
Looking at Mo Lishou with a smile, Yang Xiao told him the magical power he had comprehended.
The moment Moli Shou understood it, he, the shop owner, mastered the learning. In terms of mastery, he was no less than Moli Shou.
"The Eightfold Sound of Tianlong?"
Mo Lishou was stunned. After reading the book, he certainly knew what kind of technique this was.
Li Ri, one of the protagonists in the book, is currently most famous for this method. Once the Eightfold Sound of Heaven and Dragon comes out, not many people in the same realm can stop it.
This method is a sonic attack that relies on singing the music recorded in the method to exert various mysterious powers.
Like the sound of the sky falling apart and the sound of the wind and clouds surging, it can all be realized if you have the skill.
Of course, this is a method described in the book that can only be used after cultivating to a profound state. The chapter Mo Lishou has read so far, Li Ri is not at this level yet.
"Now that you understand it, give me the book and I'll see if I can understand it."
At this time, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle suddenly spoke, and his target was actually the Legend of Heavenly King in Mo Lishou's hand.
Yang Xiao was speechless and said with a smile: "Looking at that book, you have almost no chance of understanding it, because that book is called Legend of Heavenly Kings, and it may have been written specifically for the four of them."
Stunned for a moment, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle was confused. He glanced at the book and saw that what was written was indeed the four words Yang Xiao said.
Without saying anything else, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle went to the bookshelf and started flipping through it.
"I can really understand it, hahaha. I won't read the book today. You guys, brothers, read this book of mine and keep it to understand it."
Mo Li Shou, who was so excited, put the Legend of Heavenly King into Mo Li Qing's hand.
Having read the book, he knew that besides Li Ri, there were three other protagonists in the book, and they were not the four brothers.
"I'll go first, second and third, you guys wait first, our brothers are finally going to rise up."
Holding the book excitedly, Mo Liqing ran to the bookshelf and immersed himself in reading it.
Moli Hong and Moli Hai were scratching their heads and scratching their heads anxiously. However, everyone reads at different speeds, and if they work together, they might affect each other.
As a last resort, the two of them took their previous books and continued reading, but this time, they couldn't read it, they were always distracted.
After rummaging around the bookshelf for a while, the golden-winged roc eagle appeared in front of Yang Xiao.
"Why is there no legend of the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle or a legend of the Guardian?"
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Yang Xiao couldn't help laughing out loud. He suddenly discovered that this golden-winged roc eagle was so upright and cute!
He was still wondering just now, what was this guy doing rushing to the bookshelf? It turned out that he was looking for this kind of book.
"No, there is none. Why are there so many!"
After laughing for a long time, Yang Xiao answered in the angry eyes of the golden-winged roc eagle.
Sheng Ling, who had not read the book yet, smiled and said: "Uncle Dapeng, the four heavenly kings and the others were just accidents. My Herculean body was learned from the book of the Great Thousand Worlds."
"What you are looking for is a book that suits you. It doesn't have to have your name on it. It has to be about you in order for you to understand it."
The thoughtful golden-winged roc eagle's eyes flickered, and he walked back to the bookshelf to continue looking at the ancient world he had seen before.
If he doesn’t know which book is suitable for him, then he will read them one by one. He believes that he will always find and understand them.
