Great God King

Wukong found that this plate was overturned, and the spirit pulse was soaked in the sea.

How great a magic power it is to turn a huge area upside down, but at present, people don't think about it. Acquiring spirit stone is the main task.

When Kang Xiaozhu was released, he began to drill holes quickly. After going deep into a hundred Li, he finally felt the spirit floating up.

Xiaobai laughs, unfolds his wings and begins to absorb aura. The scale of the spirit pulse is very large. It took two days to make 3000 pieces of the best spirit stones.

Wang Baoyu was very happy. From this point of view, he could still find many spiritual veins in this broken continent.

Meiniang kept shaking her head. In the view of the heaven, the master was no different from the rag picker. It was inexplicably pitiful. Xiaobai is angry that Meiniang doesn't help, but also sighs. At one time and another, the white boss is not busy looking for rags, bah, looking for spiritual pulse. Everything is compared with the heaven. People have to be self abased and angry, they want to kick her ass.

After picking up the spirit stone, Wang Baoyu led everyone to continue to look for hope in this desolate land. With the help of Wukong Tianyan, one hidden spiritual vein was found.

Some of them were dumped, some were covered with a hundred Li thick soil, and some were divided into small pieces, which shows how fierce the war between the gods was.

The work is very boring, but we have a good time together.

So far, no monster has been found. Xiaobai and Wukong agree that ordinary monsters have died in the fire of war, and those high-level monsters have gone to the metaphysical world because this is not suitable for survival.

On this day, it was rare to find a place with green mountains and green waters. Wang Baoyu lowered his flying boat and prepared to have a good rest.

When they were just standing on the grass, Xiaobai suddenly exclaimed, "master, let's hide quickly. There is a level 8 demon coming towards this side."

The eighth level demon can't afford to be provoked. It should not be too late. When Kang Xiaozhu immediately started digging, Wang Baoyu and others followed him and hid in the deep underground.

Half an hour later, Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, he just passed by, and he was not in a hurry. Otherwise, we might not be able to run."

Coming to the ground, Wang Baoyu's heart raised a question. What did the eighth level demon do here? Is it true that there is a demon base?

"Xiaobai, which way did he go Wang Baoyu asked.

"Probably over there." Xiaobai pointed to the direction of sunset.

"Master, there is a cave here. Would you like to see it?" Wukong pointed to the green mountain in the distance.

"Ha ha, of course. Maybe we can find the baby." Xiaobai Dao.

The cave that Wukong saw with his heavenly eye was on the cliff half way up the mountain. Wang Baoyu took out the flying boat and came to this place in a blink of an eye.

You smashed a huge stone blocking the entrance of the cave with a fireball, showing a short passage. People walked in slowly, and a wide cave appeared in front of you.

A huge dark pearl of night, hanging on the top of the cave, the shallow light makes everything hazy and unreal.

Wang Baoyu took out several luminous stones that he took with him and inlaid them on the roof. Everything in the cave finally became clear.

In fact, with Wang Baoyu's accomplishments, he can see everything without lighting a lamp. However, he prefers this bright feeling.

Compared with the caves we met before, the owners here are very particular. The stone walls are smooth, the ground is flat, and there are some flowers and plants carved. The area of the whole cave is more than ten thousand square meters, and there are more than ten separate rooms.

Stone tables, stone benches, stone chairs, stone beds, a large number of other objects have not been found.

"Wukong, hurry to find the baby." Xiaobai urged.

Wukong spread out his hands, "just these things, no baby."

"Look carefully. It's not easy to come here." Xiaobai is a little reluctant.

"Really not."

"Big white, don't you already have so many excellent spirit stones, Baize, the first beast in the hall, don't make it so poor, OK?" Meiniang couldn't help saying.

"What do you know? The owner has a great career, how can you do without stock on hand?"

"It's good to have a rest." Wang Baoyu nodded and let everyone move freely. He also wandered in the cave.

Next to a stone bed, Wang Baoyu saw a picture that seemed to be carved with his fingers. The woodcutter was carrying firewood and walking down the hill with his lips open and singing.

At the bottom of the screen, there is a line of text, which is still clear. It is the traditional Chinese characters that Wang Baoyu is familiar with.

"Out of the three thousand illusions, leaving the desolate land, the road is boundless, the sky is not clear, and the wall is lonely and self pity. Spring flowers and Autumn Moon alternate, it's amazing that the time is flowing, the green mountains are still growing old, and they are heartless when they go back

The inscription on the bottom is Qingchengzi. Both calligraphy and painting are simple and vigorous, showing his extraordinary artistic foundation and profound cultivation.

Xiaobai Fei glanced over and looked at the painting curiously. He exclaimed, "master, this man's cultivation should be the period of returning to the truth.""How to judge?"

"If you create with ideas, you can't do anything below this level."

"Do you mean that this painting and calligraphy was drawn by him with his thoughts?" Wang Baoyu was shocked.

"Well, not only this pair, but also the pictures on the wall. Only ideas can make such exquisite works. Otherwise, he is the craftsman of the divine world."

He is not a craftsman in the divine world. There is obviously human feelings in his poems.

"Xiaobai, what's the meaning of three thousand illusions?"

"At that time, a place in the Shura world was at the foot of the Shura mountain. It was created by the obsession of ordinary people. The people in it were trapped by their own fantasies and it was very difficult to get out." Xiaobai explained.

"In this way, he should come from the Shura."

"To be exact, the mortals from the Shura world must be reborn after death, and their willpower is strong enough."

Don't you see the sky? Is he looking for tianxuanmen? In this way, he may have some special relationship with Zuo Ci, master Zixu and mingxuzi.

Qingchengzi, the name of Wang Baoyu, wrote down and then walked into a secret room.

There are many figures on the wall of the chamber of secrets, which are undoubtedly the art of eight trigrams of Heluo. Qingchengzi seems to be calculating something, but unfortunately he didn't bring his pipe here. Otherwise, he would understand.

Small white close to a wall, carefully feel, suddenly said: "master, here is sealed things."

Wang Baoyu only saw the empty wall and asked, "what did you see?"

"It's sealed by his divine sense. Of course, he can't feel it if his cultivation is low. However, the master has a spirit that can be broken." Xiaobai Dao.

Wang Baoyu concentrated his mind and rushed towards the wall in front of him with that spirit. Suddenly, a scene appeared in front of him. An old man in green robe, with a kind face, was stepping on the towering peaks and striding forward.

The illusion disappeared and dense words appeared on the wall.

"Master, this is a word you know. I don't need to translate it."

Wang Baoyu is familiar with traditional Chinese characters and records a martial arts. Wang Baoyu looked at it carefully and was overjoyed and laughed.

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