Yang God

The 232th chapter of Yangshen is infinite wealth. (provide the latest chapter to read}

Is this the Qiankun bag? I have been in my hands for more than ten days. Today is the first time to open with the power of the soul. I don't know what will happen? Or a large amount of pure yang gas leaks. Cause some clues? if that is the case. Come and peep. Become the target of public criticism. It is a big trouble. ”

Qiankun cloth bag. Do not. It is a Qiankun leather bag" quietly placed on a triangular altar in the middle of the secret room.

Around the altar of this triangle. All are a hint of gray wind. Thoughts are around.

It is a spell of Zen silver yarn and Hong Yi blessing. Used to cover up the existence of this artifact.

Although the blood of the monk can be used to cover up the pure power of this artifact. Everything is still good.

Inside the entire secret room. Only Hong Yi. Zen silver yarn. Three people who are pampered.

Hong Yi Zen silver sat together. I still sit on the other side. The five fingers are raised. It seems that I am ready to take care of the blood from the pores to suppress the breath of the bag.

The pure yang of this Qiankun bag. Only Jingrui still practiced the Dachan Temple Xuan Gong. There is the blood of Wu Sheng of Buddhism. Only able to suppress the Zhonghe. Do not leak a little.

"This Qiankun bag. Only the master of Taoism. The ghost can drive open. I fled to the wasteland. I also brought this bag to the wasteland. In order to survive and escape the pursuit. Only sheltered in the witches Under the door."

The monk and the monk saw Hong Yi and Zen silver yarn with the soul of the soul. Wrapped in a bag. The road that can't help.

"So this bag. It fell into the hands of the Witch ghost Taoist Wu Yu. The abbot expected that the Great Zen Temple would be shattered. So we took part of our great Zen. There are also treasures. Weapons. Waiting for something. They are all put into the bag of Qiankun and handed it to the hands of several of us. I don’t know how to do it. So I don’t have the ability to open this bag after you sacrifice. I also want to see the big inside the bag. There are still some things left in the temple. I don’t know if the witch ghosts have been used."

The monk is still talking. Eyes are also staring at the Qiankun bag and hope to see it after opening. The weapons of the Great Zen Temple left in the same year. Books and so on are still not in it.

"You were one of the 108 Great Bodhisattvas of the Great Zen Temple. The top masters of the martial arts masters. But compared to the four kings of the Yinyue Zen Master. There are also Yinhui. These elders of the Indian Sea. There are still some gaps. I don't know. Why did the abbot of the Great Zen Temple choose to take you out of the bag?"

Hong Yi while practicing the Qiankun bag. I have thoughts on one side. The monk is talking.

"The great master of the Great Zen Temple in that year. They were all stared. Even if they escaped, they would be taken. The tree was big. I was the most inconspicuous one. So I managed to escape." The patience and sigh sighed: "The situation is that the emperor Yang Yunhe of the Royal Emperor at that time. The Taoism of the Taoist Road has been cultivated to the step of the peak. It is very good at making the search for the day. Any ghost flying thoughts is difficult to pass. He is only a martial artist. Realm. Convergence atmosphere is installed as an ordinary person. Walking from the face. Only escape."

"Yang Yunhe. Isn't it Gaozong emperor? Twenty before. In the palace, he was violently killed." Hong Yi was slightly shocked.

He is familiar with the history of Dagan. Nature is known. Before the emperor today. It is the Emperor Gaozong. It took only four years to govern. Although he has known for a long time. Taizong. Gao Zong is practicing Taoism. I am afraid that I have reached the realm of ghosts. Will be killed by the dream machine. But now I hear the words of the monk. It seems that Emperor Gaozong was repaired. Not as simple as ghosts. I am afraid that it is still a master of thunder.

"Hey. He repaired it. It doesn't take long for nature to live. But the **** machine also suffered a big loss. It was sneaked by Hong Xuanji and Prince Yang Panzhen. His body has already broken the limit. He arrived at the people." Immortal. But it was forced to reincarnate. Again, come back again. It is necessary to repair the immortal. I am afraid that it is impossible."

The monk is slightly resentful

"Yang Pan? Isn't it today?" Hong Yi is more shocked. From the spirit of the monk. I know more secrets that I didn't know that year.

"Dream **** body is a Taoist hand. Actually, the body can be cultivated into the realm of human beings. Hong Xuanji and today's Majesty. How could it be sneak attack." Hong Yi thought. It seems to be a bit confused: "The big dry royal family wanted you to go to the Great Zen Temple. It also united the Taishang Road. At that time. Are they not one?"

"Tai Shang Dao and our Dachan Temple. For thousands of years. One Buddha. It is called the two great saints of Tianzhou. Many people who do not know admire. At the same time. We are also dead. The road is too long to think about destroying us. Dazenji. Although the gods at that time probably knew that the dry royal family had to kill him after going to the road, it was not good for him. But this great opportunity. How could he not come? Moreover, he is self-sufficient and invincible. How can you be afraid of a big royal family?"

The patience monk dangles long eyebrows. The eyes flashed: "But some of these things. I also know that it is inadvertently clear. The dream of the goddess of the dream of the dream of the ice cloud. In the middle of it is the role of matchmaking."

"As for the body of the dream **** on the machine. It has been cultivated to the human fairy. It is rare, but it is not uncommon. The martial arts double repair. The body of the general ghost fairy. Can only stop at the Wusheng primary. But the dream **** body is Taishang Taoism Lord. There will always be unknown means. And it is said that in the past, the dream machine was seeking detachment. Searching for thousands of mountains and waters. Collecting the elixir for sixty years. It is also in the temple of the Yuan. Forcibly captured three evil spirits. The blood. Practiced into a "Tianyuan Shen Dan." With this "Tianyuan Shen Dan". He only trained the second body into a human being. But his physical body has been destroyed. The third world wants Then practice the fairy. That is still necessary to rebuild Tianyuan Shen Dan."

Hung Yi sighs: "The supernatural power of the Taoist Master. The latest chapter reading / / collecting the elixir has been six years. Also need to win three drops of evil spirits. Only able to practice the Tianyuan Shen Dan. This day yuan Shen Dan. I am afraid that it can really make a fortune."

To know. The master of Taoism can be used for the soul. Going to the sea. It is very convenient to take medicine. More

The enemy master like the Taoist master.

Even the dream machine takes 60 years to pick up the medicinal herbs. That is how much effort and magic.

"But the body of the dream machine has reached the realm of people. Hong Xuanji can actually be destroyed. Hong Xuanji should not be so powerful." Hong Yi once again wondered.

"Don't underestimate Hong Xuanji." Jingrui monk said: "Twenty years ago. He has already reached the peak of Wusheng. We are the four kings of the great Zen, Wusheng. Among them, Baizhang Tianwang. It is under his fist. But fortunately, when I was fighting with the little champion Hou, I heard that Hong Xuanji had only recently broken through to the immortal. He was at the level of Wusheng to the fairyland. He paused for twenty years. Year. I have spent the twenty years of his time."

"That may not be a good thing. The bigger the savings, the more fierce the epiphany will be. The success of the establishment." Hong Yi shook his head and seemed unwilling to mention it again.

"Hong Yi. Ok. Open."

at this time. Zen silver eyes open. Breathing out is a powerful idea. The condensed wind. It was blown to the bag of Qiankun.

Hong Yi heard the sound of silver yarn. Also without hesitation. It also blew with a violent breath. It is also a powerful head.

The powerful thoughts of these two masters of ghosts are condensed. Formed a whirlwind. I even put the Qiankun bag up.

But it seems to be fluttering. There are not a few weights of Qiankun bags under the yin of Hongyi and Zen silver yarn. It seems that one is changing like a mountain.

Both Hong Yi and Zen Yin yarn sweated on their foreheads. Obviously, the use of the power of the soul has affected the fluctuations of the flesh and blood.

This is the manifestation of the greatest meaning of the soul of the soul.

Hey.

Qiankun bag was placed behind. The gloom of the dead. There was a squeaking noise in the gale.

This is the sound of Hong Yi and Zen silver yarn smashing.

"open."

Thoughts were shipped to the extreme. Yi and Zen Yinyin both sipped at the same time and the Jinxiu futon under the seat was cracked. It reveals the white cotton wool inside.

嗡嗡嗡嗡嗡嗡

It seems that the sound from another world sounded. Extremely far away. It seems to be from the universe of Chen Xing. It seems to be in the ear.

The mouth of the Qiankun bag opened. A blue stream of air rushed out. Then a three-person was formed on the face. People come to the wide door.

Fortunately, this chamber of Zen silver yarn and Hong Yiguan is large enough. Otherwise the door will crack the house.

However, this door is completely streamlined. Qing Yingying. It seems that the mirage is average. It is unclear whether it is true. Still illusory.

After this giant gasified giant door. The light is faint. A burst of refreshing wind blew out of the door. With a clean breath.

Hong Yiyi smelled this clean atmosphere. You will feel the world behind this giant door. It is a world as clean as a fairyland.

"Go. Let's go in and see."

Zen silver yarn and Hong Yi teamed up to open the portal of Qiankunbu. Can't wait to stand up. A few steps will step into this portal. Take a look at the world among the legendary bags that have been legendary for thousands of years. What it looks like.

"Opening this Qiankun bag. It really takes a lot of effort."

Before stepping into the portal. Hong Yi smiled and said: "I don't know how to go to the hoist. I want to shuttle the void. How much power is it?"

"The minimum power of 18 ghosts is needed. Only then can you use this Qiankun bag. Shuttle the void." The fine-knit monk interface said: "This Qiankun bag is a device. It is not a ghost fairy. I got it. I can't open it at all." ""

Indeed. Qiankun bag can be driven without the power of the soul. It seems to be a big leather at all.

Ordinary people even get their hands. I saw this leather bag. Untie the rope above. Still a big pocket. There are no strange things inside.

Only the real ghost fairy master. The power of the soul is enough. Focus on the bag. Push the rotation of the array of thoughts. Only then can the bag be washed out of the air. It is looming to make this out. It is like the giant of the mirage.

"Great day."

Hong Yi and Zen silver yarn and the fine monk once entered this giant door. Immediate world conversion. It is no longer the same and it is no longer the day.

Looking up at the sky. Hong feels that the sky seems to be at hand. God read a little. The sky is only three or forty feet high.

There is no sun in the sky. It is a layer of light. The soft clouds are green. Such as jade.

This cloud is extremely strong, even if Hong Yi has exhausted the power of the whole body. It is also difficult to score points. Not to mention the skybreaking.

"This is the day in the bag. It is the cultivation of the realm of the realm of the gods to break through. In other words, unless you reach the realm of the sun, you can enter this bag. You can also march from the Qiankun bag. ""

Fine road.

Hong Yi is very clear about nature.

After watching the days. Hong Yi looked at the face again. The surface is also a smooth, mirror-like cloud film. Like water waves. People step on their feet. It is a jealousy. But solid and incomparable. flood

Lame. It’s just that it’s slightly enlarged. Then there was no swaying of the surface. It shows the stability of this small world.

Hong Yi eyes look into the distance. Look at it at a glance. That is extremely far. It seems like a party outside of the hundred miles. There is also a layer of blue jade light film. It seems to be the wall of this small world.

After a while, Hung Yi’s entire range of the world was shot and found the whole small world. It is like a square body composed of a jade light film.

It is like a big room.

Of course, this house is scary. There is a full circle. In the small county of a big dry dynasty. And this wall of the big house is surrounded by a light film. Only the master of the gods can break.

"There is a lot of things in the center."

Silver yarn is also the same as Hong Yi. The entire structure of the small world was completed. Two then noticed what was piled up in the center.

The world of thousands of miles. Central one, stacked things. It is like a dog's nephew. It is simply unremarkable.

However, Hong Yi and Zen Yin Yarn took the patience and flew to the center. This only knows what is accumulated in the center. How great it is.

The entire center of the world. There are eight squares in total. Above the square. Stacked up things like mountains.

A pile is gold. A pile of silver. A pile is jewelry. Emerald. Diamond. Many jewels.

Other than that. There is also white rice like a mountain. There are many more boxes. Inside the box seems to be a piece of weapon. Bow. There is also armor.

Other than that. On the other side of the square. There are also large and small medicine boxes. Medicine bottle. Seems to be a huge drug store

The square behind the drug store. It is a library. Many bookshelves made of sandalwood. Seven or eight people are tall. Arranged. Behind the library. The side is one and the other. A pile of mountains. Satin.

treasury. Silver library. Grain depot. Jewelry library. Weapons armor. Drug store. Library. Silk library.

Eight squares. It is equal to eight huge libraries.

Eight warehouses. Arranged according to the orientation of the eight artifacts. It shows a magical name.

Hong Yi is standing in front of the white rice. Looking up at Mishan. Shocked and can't speak. In front of this rice hill. Hung Yi felt like a little mouse standing in front of the giant elephant.

"There are at least 500,000 tons of rice here. It can support hundreds of thousands of people to survive the famine. It is stored in this bag. It is not bad." Hong Yi thought.

Rao is that he has seen the world. Unimaginable. I really stood in Jinshan. Silver Mountain. In front of Mishan. Still feeling a little dizzy.

"You have so many weapons in the Great Zen Temple. A. What do the arrows do?"

Hong Yi gave a sigh of relief. Suppressing my own thoughts and strangely glanced at the monk.

"This is the legacy of the great Zhou Dynasty remnants." Jinghe monk said: "After the demise of the Great Zhou. Many survivors. Even the royal family orphans. They all have weapons. The armor is hidden in our Great Zen Temple."

"Then those gold. What about silver? So much. I don't know how many?"

Hong Yi went to the side of the mountain treasury and picked up a piece of gold. Some are found in the color of yellow and yellow. Some are yellow, but they are all 80% gold spindles. As for the 90% Zijin. Ten percent of the red gold. It is rarely seen.

These gold and silver. It seems like a wine. The year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is also printed on the top, is obviously the gold and silver of the former dynasty. Some of them are still more money than the big dynasty.

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

"Hey. Is it still next?"

Hong Yi went to the side of the vault. I saw a table next to it. There is also a simple book on the table.

"The treasury is about four million and two silver treasury is about 30 million two. Silk is 800,000 horses. The rice is 600,000 dan. The weapon armor"

"The four million two gold. 30 million two silver? Are all mine? How much is the tax for all the year of the Dagan Dynasty? About three or four million two? Here four million two gold. One to ten silver It’s 40 million two. Three thousand two silver. Add up not 70 million? Plus those jewels. Isn’t that the total income of the national treasury for two years? I’ve become the top rich in the country? What? For hundreds of years, the family can't compare with me. There are rice grains here. Even the armor of the armor. Isn't this tempting man-made? These things. I’m afraid I’ve gotten billions?”

Hung Yi looked at this book slightly. I know that I have owned the entire treasury of the Dagan Dynasty for two or three years. I feel a bit ridiculous in my heart.

"The entire treasury of the Izumo countries does not have the same tenth of these wealth." Zen silver yarn is also coming up. Read the book.

"Hey. We were the gold and silver wealth of the Great Zen Temple. It was only one-fifth." The monk shook his head.

"That is the real rich enemy. But there is nothing. The Dachan Temple believers spread throughout the states. Those people. They would rather not eat oil. They all offered oil to the front of the Buddha's statue. These thousands of years of savings. Of course, it is rich. It is said that the grain storage of the Great Zen Temple was more than the grain of the Fumin warehouse outside the Yujing City. It can store eight million rice grains."

For the wealth of the Great Zen Temple. Easy is no doubt.

Hong Yi has read many notes. Know even the poor people. I squeezed a little oil myself. Not willing to eat. I would rather worship the Buddha in front of the lantern. Send a light to the Buddha Bodhisattva. Psychological comfort.

The poor people are like this. | Some wealthy businessmen. Officials don’t have to say anything more.

This has been the case for thousands of years. To what extent is wealthy? Nature is unimaginable. The Buddhist temple is richer than the country. This is not unusual at all.

"Buddhist man Xiufu seeks for a living. But he has made meritorious deeds in this life. In fact, there is nothing in the future. When he dies, he will dissipate between the heavens. He also said that he does not respect the Buddha. He will enter the prison. Suffering. Insulting Buddha Will be retribution.

If you want me to re-establish the Great Zen Temple. I don't do it. Turned. For the patience and monk.

"The Buddha is not like this. My Buddha is only a great teacher. He does not say evil consequences. He is only detached. Not because you insult him. Just repay. If anyone humiliates me." The Buddha will lower the retribution. This person must be a chaotic person. I am the first to remove this person."

The monk and the monk are hands together. "If the Buddha insults him because he insults him, he will return the retribution. Is it still a Buddha? It is just a demon. My Buddha is free. After the detachment. Everything does not matter. You believe in my Buddha. Follow his scriptures to practice There is a chance of detachment. If you don't follow his scriptures, he won't care about you. It's not like a scholar. The endorsement is not coming. The teacher is going to hit the board. You violate the sages of the sages. Tang. I see the set of scholars. Etiquette and murder. It is harsher than my Buddha."

"It is a great virtue." Hong Yi smiled. Nor does it argue with the monk.

"In the rumor. There is a past in the bag of Qiankun. Now. The three major scriptures of the future. I don't know these books. Is there?"

Zen silver yarn is in the middle of the sweep. See these things. But did not find a practitioner's instrument is not a way.

"Isn't the past in your hands?" Jingrui monk said: "When the year, my three major scriptures of the Great Zen Temple. I did not put it into the bag of Qiankun. Now I don't know which side is scattered. If it is in Qiankun In the bag. It was the arrival of the Dagan Dynasty. That is true, the court is a thousand years."

"Why didn't there be a powerful implement here?" Silver yarn thought between the two. Discover these treasures. However, it did not find a powerful magic weapon like the bow of the sky.

"The year was in the midst of the crisis of the Great Zen Temple. The powerful instruments were put in the hands of people and fight together. What is it in the Qiankun bag? But this bag itself is a magic weapon. For the country. It is a weapon of war."

The monk monk looked at the singularity of Zen silver yarn.

"Well. What is this. The book of Wu Dao?"

Hong Yi took a shot. Enshrined in the middle of the library. A door panel on a table is generally sized. The white bones were rolled up with the yin wind and gently suspended in the air.

"Great bones."

The monk and the monk looked at the bones of the size of the door at a glance. They are all a whole piece of bone.

He can't imagine his brains. What bone is the bone of this animal?

What animal's bones have a door panel size?

"This is the supreme classic of the Witch Ghost. "The God of War". But these words. I don't know. Hong Yi. You are only eight. Learn the rich five cars. Do you know these words?"

silver.

Carved on the bone plate. They are all unknown black inks. Hong Yi knows that it is the ancient bones of the ancients. But he does not recognize it. This kind of text. It has already been lost.

"What is the high eight. Learn to get rich five cars? Just read a few more books. I don't recognize these words." Hong Yi smiled and flipped the bone plate over.

This flips down. The three were taken aback.

Because the other side of the bone plate is engraved with a real body image of the demon. Double horns on the head. Spin and bend. It was the sacred demon statue that was conceived by the sorcerer of the day.

However, the sorcerer of the sorcerer’s sorcerer’s sorcerer’ Just a head. And above the bone plate. It is a full body image.

This is the supreme demon. Take a bone in your hand. The body is still human. The lines of a root are outlined. Rendered. Live and flexible. Lifelike. Look at one | It seems that this demon **** has to come out of the bone plate.

The skill of this painting. The images of the past and the past can be smashed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a strand of desolation. vast. old. ancient. The rich atmosphere was uploaded from the supreme demon.

Between 恍惚. The three seem to have come to ancient times tens of thousands of years ago.

However, Hong Yi is the three. Two ghosts. A big Wu Sheng. They are all spiritually tough and can't be tough. The idea was restored between the two.

"This is nothing wrong with the Supreme Classics of the Witchcraft. There is only such a picture of the artistic conception. It can make my mind a little embarrassed. Rumors. The Supreme Demon of the Witch Ghost Road is the ancient **** of war. And Tiandou. Fighting. There is a will that never yields. Finally, it was suppressed by a holy emperor. The witch ghost road began to decline from the ancient times. In fact, this is still the classic of the right way. It is stinked by the group of witches. The blood sacrifice." The sorrowful monk exclaimed: "My classics of the Great Zen Temple. In the past, the Amitabha also had a law. It can suppress all demons. The spirit is immortal."

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

"I want to see. But I can't see it. In the past, except for the abbot, no one can watch it." Jingrui monk replied honestly.

"It's a pity. The past has been lost by me. You can't see it." Hong Yi is also honest.

After listening to the monk. The face is slightly. After shaking, I shook my head. Hands together. I don't know what to think about: "Be good and good. The past. It is the past. It is destroyed. It is in line with its name."

"Master Master. If they argue, I am not necessarily your opponent." Hong Yi shook his head. [You are now visiting the Wanjuan Bookstore: welcome registered users, enjoy 10 sets of bookshelf functions and pay attention to novel updates in real time. 】