found it!
In the dimly lit Yin Mansion, when Ji Ping'an said these words, the four people who were looking left and right turned their heads at the same time.
It's hard to contain the anticipation.
Although the copper coins all over the floor and the magnificence of the entire mansion are equally exciting, compared with a group of charlatans, people from powerful backgrounds know very well what is truly precious.
"In the study room?" Fang Shijie finished blowing, his eyes shining.
Ji Pingan explained:
"You see, compared to the messy yard and other rooms with traces of rummaging everywhere, only the door of this study is closed."
Yu Yu suddenly understood, clenched his fist and struck the palm of his hand:
"So that's it! It makes sense!"
It makes sense. Does he even know that he farted? Hypocrisy and "reasoning" here... the God Emperor despises it.
But his face also showed a "reasonable" look.
The five people pushed the door open and entered, only to see that the entire study room was still in its original state. There was a desk in the middle with the four treasures of the study placed on it, facing a mahogany armchair.
The hairs on the pen holder on the table were withered, and the remaining jade pen holders of the brushes were hanging down.
A scroll of splash-ink landscape hangs on the wall, the paper is yellow and cracked, and on both sides are grid bookshelves painted with red paint, with bound books placed on them.
"Where is the thing?" Fang Shijie's eyes widened. He had no cultivation, so his night vision was the worst.
Unable to use the lights under the eaves to see clearly what was going on inside the house, the others were better, but they could only see roughly.
Ji Ping'an flicked his finger, and a wisp of flame ignited, like a steel bean, blowing through the lampshade on the table with the wind. The oil lamp lit up, and a warm yellow halo spread:
"Don't stand still, look around."
The rest of them are just waking up from a dream, gearing up like bandits crossing the border.
Not long after, Yu Yu opened the drawer and said happily:
"I found a bunch of pill bottles!"
Huang He groped next to the bookshelf and pulled out a heavy wooden box: "I have something here too!"
Mu Yaoyao turned around and looked around, her eyes lit up, and she stepped on a stool and pulled down a bulging cloth bag from the top of the bookcase:
"I discovered it too!"
Fang Shijie suddenly roared, and his short and fat body rolled out from under the table. Panting, he pulled out a huge sealed clay jar, sat down on his butt, and cursed:
"National Master...what did you think back then? Can't you just put things together?!"
What do you know, this is called a sense of ritual... If you don’t go through the scene of searching and opening boxes when playing a dungeon, the dungeon will be meaningless!
Ji Ping'an ignored his insinuations, smiled and threw a bunch of valuable study treasures on the desk to the ground, and immediately piled the things collected by everyone together and said:
"Open it and take a look."
"Wait a minute." Huang He suddenly spoke and said tangledly:
"Sir, do you think that when the Imperial Master put these things together, did he anticipate today's changes and leave them to the old man himself? If we open them rashly, are we..."
Yu Yu rolled his eyes:
"Why are you pretending to be a moral saint? Why didn't you tell me before you came? You already have everything and you still worry about this."
Fang Shijie said calmly:
"Since the Imperial Master has counted until today, he should know the condition of this divine general, so it is obvious that this thing is reserved for this divine general."
"..." Everyone was stunned by his shamelessness.
Ji Ping'an said speechlessly:
"Stop guessing. The Imperial Master already expressed his attitude when he told me the secrets here. Let's go."
No more objections.
Everyone turned their attention to the things on the table.
Mu Yaoyao clutched the huge cloth bag she found and said:
"I'll go first!"
Immediately, the girl stood up on tiptoes, stepped on the stool, pinched the corner of the largest bag among everyone present, and shook it hard!
"Crash!"
At this moment, as the knot of the bag was torn off, the sound of clanging metal was heard.
Immediately, everyone saw in shock that magical weapons of different shapes were dumped on the table like tatters in the market.
There are dozens of them!
You know, in the Jiuzhou Continent, even the lowest quality magic weapon is expensive, let alone the one left by the Imperial Master.
Everyone's eyesight is very good, and with just one glance, they can see that almost all of them are top-quality magic weapons in the "Pojiu" realm.
"Is this... the Aoki seal?"
Huang He blankly picked up a large seal. The location of the seal was the root of a Qiujiu tree. The bottom was engraved with the four seal characters "生生生不End":
"I have seen records about it in the treasure record. It was originally the root foundation of ancient Taoist priests. It was carved from a thousand-year-old tree. It is very suitable for cultivating the five elements of wood and the corresponding path of star officials. It can be thrown and smashed The person is an offensive magic weapon of mysterious quality. But then it was lost and its whereabouts are unknown."
Yu Yu grabbed a fan woven from scarlet feathers in one hand and said in surprise:
"The blazing fan is also an ancient magic weapon. It can be used by breaking through the nine realms. It can release the true fire of samadhi by waving it. It is very powerful. I, the great elder of the Taoist Alchemy and Cauldron Department, have always dreamed of finding this magic weapon to use it with alchemy. I offered a high reward, but it was all in vain, and I didn't expect it to be in the hands of the national master."
"This is... the Seven Star Sword, right?"
The foodie was also shocked. She grabbed a dagger about fifty centimeters in length, with seven gems of different colors inlaid on the blade:
"Master once said in class that the National Preceptor once forged a seven-star sword. With the star official path, you can use the five elements of magic. The two gems of the sun and moon represent sharpness and solidity. But after the National Preceptor left, The prison lords searched all over the Qintian Prison but could not find it."
"This is the Heart-shaking Bell... a magic weapon for the soul."
"And this, Auto Chess... It is said that the name was changed by the national master. It is a magical weapon for sending troops and forming formations."
"The kidnapping horse, if you tie this to your feet, you can travel hundreds of miles."
"and this……"
Under the light of the lights, this pile of hill-like magical artifact "peaks" sparkled.
Several people could not stop their Adam's apples from rolling, and they all felt like they had won a big prize.
You know, although most of these are magical weapons that break the Nine Realms.
But each one is enough to be used as a prize in the God's Capital Grand Prize.
Even with her status as a saint, she only has two or three treasures of the same level on her body. She usually only gives her treasures and rarely shows them to others.
As for Huang He and Mu Yaoyao, the best magical weapons they had were no different than rags compared to these.
But these treasures are now packed in a tattered cloth bag, piled in front of them, and can be taken at will... This kind of strong impact is indescribable.
It's like breaking into a mansion after the apocalypse. It's hard to have any item, but now, you can get everything you want.
"It's useless, it's useless..." Fang Shijie stood on the stool with piercing eyes and his little hands, disdainfully looking at various magical weapons:
"None of this is of use to me, it's useless."
What he wants is to restore his cultivation!
"Open this!"
As he said that, the God-Emperor grabbed the lid of the huge jar with both hands in anticipation, his face turned red, and he "pulled it out" hard!
With a "pop" sound, the clay altar opened, and brilliant multicolored rays of light burst out from the altar, illuminating the entire room.
"ah……"
Everyone was shocked and subconsciously retreated to defend themselves. They soon realized what had happened.
"It's material!" Yu Yu was indeed a saint, well-informed and the first to react.
When he grabbed the jar with his little hand, he found a piece of brilliant silver-white metal:
"Mithril is an important material for repairing magic weapons. If you look at it, its value far exceeds the same weight of gold!"
She grabbed another handful, this time a bag of fine vermilion sand, each grain shimmering like breathing:
"Yin earth cinnabar! The best material for carving talismans. Use this thing to write talismans. The quality is at least 30% higher than normal. We don't have much reserves in our Taoist sect! I only know of one box! What the treasure of the great elder of talismans is like. "
"Zhenjin! The legendary perfect spiritual transmission material, and also the best formation material!"
The saint took out everything, and every time she took out something, she introduced it like a treasure.
Ji Ping'an was a little surprised. He didn't expect this drama girl to be an "expert" in this field, but he understood it when he thought that the magic she majored in was "arrangement".
In the Taoist system, both weapon refining and array formation have extremely high requirements for "materials".
"It's useless. These are useless. I don't want to be like King Zhennan and refine myself into military expenses. I can't eat these materials..." Everyone was shocked, but only the God Emperor was dissatisfied.
He turned his head and stared at the box in front of Huang He again.
Dr. Huang understood it and fiddled with it for a while. He only heard a "click" and the box popped open. He was stunned and did not react for a while:
"This is……"
I saw a set of clothes placed in the box.
To be precise, a robe and a pair of boots.
The former is neatly folded, with black and white fabrics dotted with golden stars.
At a glance, the stars on the robe were actually moving, flickering on and off, as if someone had cut out the starry sky and sewn it into a robe.
"Nebula robe," Ji Ping'an said, picking up the robe naturally, shaking it gently, and unfolded it:
"This is a robe sewn by the Imperial Master himself in his later years. It has blessings for all Star Officer's spells and has good defensive power. However, it can only be activated with at least six points and can be fully exerted only by seven points. Even for sitting The Well Realm Star Official is also a treasure.”
While speaking, he pulled his robe over himself.
Immediately, the Nebula magic weapon squirmed and cut on its own, fitting his body perfectly.
Ji Ping'an put on his boots again and fixed them with the "national master's belt".
Then, in front of everyone's astonished eyes, Ji Ping'an's aura suddenly changed as he put on a new suit. He was still the same person, but his temperament suddenly gained a hint of mystery.
It seemed as if just standing there would melt into the night.
"Is there such a magic weapon?" Huang He wondered.
Ji Pingan nodded, not bothering to explain that this robe was made by himself for his next reincarnation.
If we were to rank the items in the Qianyuan Treasure House, then this set of Nebula robes and Nebula boots would undoubtedly rank first.
It's just that I didn't have enough realm before and couldn't wear it when I took it out, but now I can barely wear it.
"So... what about the things belonging to this general? Where are they?" Fang Shijie was anxious. It seemed that he was the only one who found nothing.
Ji Ping'an smiled and pointed at the bottles and jars that the saint had brought over before:
"It should be here."
Pill?
Yes, elixir!
Fang Shijie slapped his head and realized that he was "concerned and confused":
"You mean, there are pills here that can help me build a sea of qi?"
But after saying that, doubt arose in his heart.
There is no such thing, just because there is no similar elixir in the God Emperor's knowledge system.
The reason is also very simple: there is no demand!
Most of the existing elixirs in Kyushu have a wide range of applications, so that they can support the cost of "research and development". Only a few elixirs are developed for specific situations.
But to help children open up the sea of qi...it really doesn't.
After all, the child's body is not yet stable and it is meaningless to forcefully open the sea of qi. Even if he can practice a few years in advance, his weak meridians cannot support the infusion of too much spiritual essence.
On the contrary, it will cause damage to the foundation.
But the God Emperor didn't know that when Ji Ping'an was in his twilight years, he might encounter various situations when he was reincarnated in his next life.
So we spent a lot of effort to "develop" a batch of elixirs in a small amount for different situations.
When I left seclusion more than ten years ago and traveled across the nine states, I took apart this type of elixir and hid at least one pill in each state. Even the territory of the demon clan and barbarians was not spared.
The reason is that if one's fetal luck is too bad, he can find the elixir nearby to forcefully open the sea of qi.
One of the pills, although not intended for children, does have similar effects.
However, after becoming "Ji Ping'an", he didn't have to use this.
This body was indeed in very bad condition, so much so that it took him ten years to recuperate it, but there was no problem with the Qi Sea being blocked.
"There is indeed one that may be effective."
Ji Ping'an picked through the bottles and jars. The names of the elixirs were written on these bottles, and they were all high-quality elixirs.
Because of the name, Yu Yu and others were shocked at first.
But there are also some names that are solitary and rarely known.
"This should be fine." He took out a bottle and uncorked it, only to see curls of green smoke rising up, condensing into a child-like elixir jumping in the air.
In the space, there is the faint laughter of children.
The God-Emperor's eyes lit up, he grabbed it, poured out a pill impatiently, glanced at the "National Master", his heart skipped a beat, he raised his neck and swallowed it.
After the elixir entered his abdomen, Fang Shijie felt as if he had swallowed a ball of fire. His whole body was hot, his skin was red, and there was a cramping pain in his abdomen!
With a groan, he fell backwards from the stool and rolled on the floor of the study. Huang He and others were so frightened that they turned pale and shouted:
"General Adou..."
Ji Ping'an raised his hand to stop them and said:
"He can handle it."
Sure enough, severe pain washed away like a tide, but Fang Shijie, who looked like a child, bit his lips until the blood dripped, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he did not let out another scream.
As the first-generation God-Emperor, although he looks jovial and somewhat "rogue" in appearance, he often appears to be unserious, immature, and even a bit naive.
But how could the first emperor who single-handedly founded the Zhou Dynasty only have this side?
Ji Ping'an still clearly remembers the God-Emperor's informality in small matters, and his ruthless decisiveness in big matters.
The words "mind as steel" refer to the first-generation God Emperor.
Finally, as Fang Shijie's belly made a sound like cracking gold and cracking stone, his belly suddenly glowed with white light.
When the light dissipated, Fang Shijie lay on the ground like a fish out of water, gasping for breath and cursing:
"Your... elixir... has expired... right..."
Ji Ping'an ignored his trash talk and said:
"Check, is the Qihai open?"
Fang Shijie felt deeply, and immediately a smile broke out on his face:
"Hahaha, it's open, it's really open... Okay, it's open well... Wuwuwu."
Not long after he smiled, his mouth dropped, feeling sad.
Huang He and the others were amazed and said:
"Will God weep with joy?"
Fang Shijie cursed and stood up, with a sad face:
"Hello, mother! The Qi Sea is open, but the speed of cultivation is too slow. I tried it, and at this speed, I won't be able to break the nine in ten years. What's the use of it?"
He felt cheated, which was completely different from what he imagined.
Ji Ping'an said calmly:
"Although the sea of qi is open, your meridians are slender. What can be done? Unless you use the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the treasure house to strengthen your body and consolidate the meridians as soon as possible. As for before that..."
As he spoke, he took out the Dao Sutra and shook it gently.
With a "pop" sound, a puppet was thrown to the ground:
"You can use this first."
puppet!
The puppet was damaged after the last battle with the Grand Cavalry Commander of Pagoda. In the past few days, Ji Ping'an arranged a magic circle and repaired it at an accelerated pace.
Although the big hole in the puppet's chest has not completely healed, it can still be used.
At the beginning, he was still in the stage of breaking through the third and fourth stages and was not strong enough to protect himself, so he took back the ancient puppet from Pei Wuju and used it.
But now, his physical cultivation has broken through the sixth level, and he has put on the "Nebula Robe", which has greatly improved his defense. As well as the "Dharma Body" body protection left by Xin Yaoguang, this puppet is a bit useless.
Instead, it was perfect for the God Emperor to use.
It just so happens that the God Emperor also follows the "Martial Arts" system, and he can control the puppets to bring out the special qualities of his skills.
Of course, the prerequisite for controlling the puppets is that the God Emperor needs to be a practitioner, so that he can imprint the spirit breath, which is barely complied with now.
"Puppet of the machine?" Fang Shijie was stunned and understood immediately.
Overjoyed, he waited for Ji Ping'an to erase his mark, and he couldn't wait to control the puppet to get up.
When the mechanical puppet's eyes lit up, it slowly stood up and moved its limbs, the iron lump suddenly raised its right arm and gave the window a hard hammer.
Immediately, an illusory golden dragon appeared faintly behind him, then twisted around his arm and smashed out with a roar. The dragon roared and the tiger roared. The wall cracked and collapsed, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and smoke and dust rose.
"Taizu Shenglong Fist?"
Huang He was dazzled:
"Is this the martial arts method created by the first emperor of the royal family?"
Yu Yu and Mu Yaoyao were also amazed and became more and more certain about the identity of "Adou God General".
Fang Shijie opened his eyes and looked at his masterpiece. A smile finally broke out on his face. He held one hand on the puppet's thigh and said proudly:
"Although it's still a bit troublesome, it's still usable for the time being."
After several months of rebirth, the first-generation God Emperor finally stood up. Thinking of the tragic memories of the past period, Fang Shijie had tears in his eyes and felt sad in his heart.
At this moment, the mansion suddenly shook, and everyone was startled. They clearly heard the rumbling sounds coming from outside, as well as the faint shouts of killing.
"What's going on?" Fang Shijie jumped onto the puppet with a swish, hugging it tightly like an octopus, ready to run away at any time.
Ji Ping'an listened to the faint cries of apes in the distance and smiled:
"It should be that group of martial arts warriors who were attacked. Okay, I've got the things. I'll take the elixirs when I get back. You should first take a few magical weapons to defend yourself."
Fang Shijie controlled the puppet and picked up a broad sword - Ji Ping'an's old sword, which was still in the Taoist scriptures.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Yu Yu quickly picked up a few formation materials and picked up a Bagua flag.
Huang He and Mu Yaoyao murmured a few words and exchanged the magical weapons in each other's hands. Dr. Huang, as the low-end version of Ji Ping'an, can also master the five star official paths and is suitable for using the "Seven Star Sword".
Mu Yaoyao specialized in the "Wood Element Star Official" path and picked up the Aoki Great Seal, and the two of them each picked up the same piece of armor.
The rest of the magical instruments, materials, elixirs and other items were collected into the Taoist scriptures by Ji Ping'an.
Immediately leading a group of people out of the mansion, he picked up the wooden stick and lightly scratched the ground.
Yu Yu asked curiously:
"Are we going to ignore those Jianghu people? Leave directly? Go back to Yuhang?"
Ji Ping'an shook his head and said:
"The matter is not over yet. The real enemy is probably already ready to take action, and we cannot stand idly by."
The real enemy?
Several people looked at each other and realized that Ji Ping'an was planning something again.
But before they could ask, the circle Ji Pingan drew on the ground lit up, and he whispered:
"Walk!"
The surrounding scenery instantly rippled like water waves.
…
…
The southern mountains of Yuhang, southwest of the "Qianyuan Treasure House".
On a mountain road shrouded in clouds and mist, three figures were walking quickly.
The gray robe of the leader "Mountain Taoist" was fluttering, and the golden needle on the upside-down plate in his hand pointed firmly forward.
Huo Ju, who carried a long sword on his back, and Bing Po, who carried an iron bow, followed closely behind. The three of them passed through the increasingly dense clouds and mist, and finally reached the top of a certain low mountain.
Turning around and looking back, the hilltop where the Qianyuan Treasure House is located towers into the clouds, already quite far away from here.
At this time, there was a slight shock.
"Tsk, it seems that the cannon fodder has entered the depths of the tomb."
Huo Ju let out a laugh, crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes were cold and contemptuous:
"A bunch of bastard fish, I don't know how many of them will survive in the end."
Bingpo looked indifferent:
"The attention of the people from the imperial court and the three major sects must have been attracted there. Unfortunately, it is still a bit close to the treasure house."
Taoist Banshan smiled and pointed to Jiangshan:
"Looking at the trend of the mountains and rivers, why is Yuhang the largest city in the south? Looking down from the air, the southern mountains are like a sleeping dragon, blocking the Southern Tang Dynasty. One end stretches from the west, and the other ends here. place, and the location of the Qianyuan Treasure House is a bead in front of the dragon's mouth.
"In the past, the Qi practitioners under King Zhennan obviously knew this well, so they built the treasure house here. The power that supports the treasure house to hide in the world comes from the dragon veins underneath.
"Although dragon veins are different from the national destiny, they are still somewhat related. The Great Zhou Imperial Master did have some means to lock the national destiny near Yuhang with several martial temples, but the mountains and rivers cannot be locked. He just wants to extract the dragon veins by human power. It is too difficult to plunder luck, and only the great monks of Shenzang can do it.
"However, this tomb of King Zhennan is the only gap and flaw. Pindao's eyes just took a look and saw that the fortune of this Qianyuan treasure house has been lost. The bones of King Zhennan may have been stolen long ago. , it’s ridiculous that a group of mediocre people don’t know.
"I don't even know that Pindao's real purpose is to take advantage of the moment when the Qianyuan Treasure House appears to steal a piece of luck from the gap in the dragon's veins."
Huo Ju and Bing Po also smiled.
"In the human world", people in the world are encouraged just to be like oriole. This is the first level.
The imperial court and the three major sects speculated that the "human world" was to plunder the treasure house, which was the second level.
And they arranged this plan to lock everyone's attention in the Qianyuan Treasure House. Their real purpose was to "build the plank road openly and secretly to Chen Cang" and rob the dragon vein.
This is the third level.
Taoist Banshan stood in the wind and clouds, grasping the world with his palms, and said proudly:
"The poor man uses a little trick to play with today's people."
Just after he said these words.
Suddenly, a gentle and quiet voice came over:
"Really? Then you may have miscalculated."
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