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- Jiang Tang went from the prehistoric to the Baolingtian space, put the treasure box generated in that space, and directly put the treasure book like a heavenly book into the treasure box, and then took his thoughts out of the space, in order to conceal that it seemed to come from his arms. out of the storage bag.
Everyone saw a golden treasure box suddenly appearing in Jiang Tang's hand.
The natural golden light of this treasure box is like a peaceful Buddha light, which makes people feel very comfortable from this Buddha light.
It's as if the Buddha came and gave everyone a Buddha's light. The Buddha's light made everyone feel comfortable, as if removing some evil from the body.
The whole soul felt a little more comfortable. Not only did everyone feel that way, Jiang Tang actually came from an external soul, which was not very stable in the first place, and encountered disasters again and again in this body.
Later, there were chances again and again, and the price of my own person and soul was the same, but it seemed that something was missing. I learned the method of sucking the star heart, and sucked in the spirit of ghosts and monsters, especially the little bit of black mist. Immortal energy, these have some evil magic power, after witnessing the Buddha's light, the whole person feels relaxed.
Jiang Tang felt that he was completely integrated with this body, and that he could completely own the spiritual energy he had absorbed. This feeling made his spiritual energy on the mountain rise even more.
He could feel that his hands naturally absorbed the golden gas of the Buddha's light, which made the golden spirit root on his body more plump, and suddenly made his shield crack in the late stage of Mahayana, and the general price was medium
Jiang Tang didn't care about Er Yao and the monkey, threw the golden box to Er Yao, and said to him:
"Er Yao, inside this box, see if you can understand the text of this book, and then unseal the monkey."
Jiang Tang waved his hand, regardless of whether his pet could catch it or not. While absorbing the Buddha's light, he sat on the flying arrow, closed his eyes and meditated to consolidate his cultivation, regardless of other people's gazes.
Everyone on Feijian watched Jiang Tang take out such a treasure, which made them feel that there must be a treasure inside.
This kind of golden light is so upright, and they also feel that they can quickly pass the price. The ten of them sat beside Jiang Tang together, rubbing the aura exuding from Jiang Tang.
When Er Yao saw the box in the owner's hand, he held the box with a familiar feeling, guessing that it must be an item produced in space.
The owner is meditating and practicing, so it should also seize the opportunity to meditate and practice. It has a contract with the owner, and it will succeed faster when the owner is meditating.
At this time, Er Yao had to envy Qingniu again. When he was about to work, Qingniu was free now, taking advantage of the price of his master, he sat in mid-air with his magic weapon, like a flying cow .
Lying there motionless, as if there was a place under the sky for him to lie on his stomach.
Er Yao wanted to scold Qingniu very much, and every time he was asked to take action at critical moments, this cow was useless and ate more than it.
The imbalance in his heart made Er Yao snort and roll his eyes at the sky.
"This is the Buddha"
When the monkey saw the golden box, he already felt the familiarity of this golden light.
Isn't it the Buddhist monk who sealed it and made it immobile for 10,000 years, sealed it.
The monkey looked at the box with excitement, joy, resentment, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, because this cultivator took the lead in sealing it, which made him have no freedom for tens of thousands of years.
The body and soul are separated, and the days of depression are unbearable and screaming every night.
Er Yao glanced at the excited monkey, and ignored it impatiently, because this monkey could not rest now and had to work.
He opened the box, and took out a rolled book from the box. When he opened the book, a stronger golden light shone.
Er Yao was also irradiated by this kind of Buddha's light, making his soul seem to have passed through a golden light. The silver scales on his body were slowly changing, and the silver body was dyed with a faint golden light.
It was overjoyed, it turned out that this mission allowed him to bear the snow dragon, transforming into a dragon like the silver color into scales with a touch of golden light.
Er Yao felt that there was a huge benefit, so he resisted asking for a general price, and wanted to complete the task entrusted to him by the master.
Er Yao held a golden book in his hand, and his hands absorbed the golden body even more strongly.
If it's not a task, it wants to quickly change back to the body to practice.
When Er Yao opened the book, he looked at the book with his eyes, and his eyes also benefited. The black eyeballs slowly glowed with a faint golden light.
While looking at this book, he will not waste this precious time. His body automatically absorbs the golden font, and his eyes look at the text of the book. He finds this font from his own inheritance.
 To learn more skills, he must learn to become stronger in this respect. As a pet, he can't help him practice, he can only assist him.
Er Yao held the book and kept looking at the book. At first, the monkey thought it was reading a book, and saw the method to unseal it from the book.
However, the time passed bit by bit, one breath, two breaths, the monkey was nervous during such a time, felt that the time passed very slowly, and couldn't help urging Er Yao who was reading the book:
"Grandpa Xiaolong, can you understand it? Don't your beasts have inheritance? Your master can't understand it, can't you? Unblock me quickly!"
When the monkey spoke, there was some disrespect in this kind of words, Er Yao lowered his head and rolled his eyes at it and said:
"Why is it so urgent? Didn't you see my master is practicing? Of course I can understand this book, but I'm waiting for the master's order. I think my master can also unseal it, but"
"Grandpa Xiaolong, you can understand, why don't you unblock me? Waiting for your master? What's the matter?"
Monkey is so impatient, he wants to get free quickly and go to the world to play, to see if he can go to heaven after the lockdown is lifted.
After deciding to be unsealed, he must find the immortal who sealed him, and he must take revenge no matter what.
The monkey has not been unsealed yet, and his heart has become active. The scar has not healed yet, so he forgets the pain.
It is so active, others are on guard against it, it is rushing to urge it, but Er Yao doesn't care about it.
"Why so much nonsense? You want to come out, come out? If you have the ability!"
The monkey who Er Yao sprayed directly had nothing to say, the monkey had to hold back his temper, and had to beg for help before he was unblocked.
If the dragon in front of me is angered, it will still suffer. Although those fires can't hurt it, it can also make it very uncomfortable, especially the eyes can't stand the smoke.
Monkeys become demons, but they also have weaknesses, and their eyes are their weaknesses.
The monkey was waiting helplessly. The thousand-year-old vine not far from it seemed to be slowly reviving its dried-up body in the golden light from the Buddha lights just now. The original body was ink. Green, after absorbing the golden light, the whole tree adds a faint golden luster.
The rattan hadn't grown a tree spirit before, it was just out of instinct. While helping the monkey, it was also practicing.
The rattan that absorbed the Buddha's light, a little golden figure appeared on the rattan tree itself.
It looks like a smaller vine tree, and the little vine tree seems to be a child of the big vine tree. There is a hole in the vine tree itself, and a small vine tree appears, and the monkey finds it.
"Fuji tree spirit, what are you looking at? Don't you know grandpa?"
The monkey would scold the vine tree, just to vent his frustration.
In fact, monkeys are always envious of this vine tree. It must be more free than it to be able to stick the vine out of the hole for thousands of years.
The little vine tree spirit who was scolded by the monkey had never been able to speak before, but after the appearance of this little person, it can speak, not the tree language, but the human language that it has been able to understand for a long time.
The little tree immediately turned into a small person the size of a fist. Its body was covered with leaves. It was a small person with big eyes and a pretty face.
This is what it looks like when it sees these pretty boys and girls today, imitating them, and turning them into human beings.
"Old monkey, you just owe it to me, and you don't even look at it. You haven't been unblocked yet, and you can only bully me. Hmph, how powerful do you think you are?"
When the monkey was told by the villain, his nose smoked from anger, and his eyes showed a fierce look: "Oh, hey, when grandpa was bullied by your cane, believe it or not, grandpa beat you so that you have no roots."
"Hehe, I'm so scared, I'm so afraid of your words, if you can do it, do it! I'm not afraid of you!"
After the little man finished speaking, he ignored the monkey. The little man immediately let the main body stretch the branches, and climbed out of the branches to the top of the mountain.
In this way, it can absorb the golden light better, and it also sits on a stone, meditating and practicing.
The monkey watched the rattan dry like this, and a huge smoke came out of his nose, and he was about to be so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage.
Monkeys can only swear and curse, and they really can't be caught by little people who can't move.
It was sealed, but it was actually a paper tiger, except that it still had a little weakness to intimidate those mortals. Now even rattan can despise it, but there is nothing it can do about it.
The anxiety of waiting, and being unable to vent to anyone or anything, it has to be said that tens of thousands of years have smoothed its spirit a lot.
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