As the downfall of the Republic of China, there was a Taoist priest named Uncle Jiu

Haunted by a curse, few Zagramas live beyond the age of 40.

But to lift the curse, the only way is to use Muchen Bead.

Now, all the hope of Partridge Whistle lies in Muchen Bead, for Muchen Bead, all the younger brothers and sisters have been put in.

"With this corpse solution pill, I can successfully perform the corpse solution, become a corpse solution immortal, and live forever!"

This idea is like a nightmare, spreading in everyone's mind.

The atmosphere slowly became tense, and each other was on alert, vigilant against the opponent, and it seemed that the biggest life-and-death fight might break out at any time.

Anyone can see that there are many people who covet this corpse solution pill, and they all want to snatch it.

There are so many people who want a corpse solution pill.

Even if Chen Yulou is excluded, the group of 680 bandits led by Partridge Whistle still has nearly 70 people.

After a moment of silence, the most virtuous and respected Taoist Chunyang laughed dryly and said, "There is only one corpse solution pill, how should it be distributed?"

Ji Chunhua took a step back, and first expressed his attitude: "Let me first declare that the reason for my going to the tomb is not for the so-called corpse dissolving pill, but to deal with the Millennium Zombie King. You don't need to consider me how you want to distribute it."

His disciples, Feng Yudian, still hesitated because of this.

"Wind! Rain! Electricity!"

Ji Chunhua spoke again calmly, but with a bit of awe-inspiring: "The corpse dissolving pill is out of Mengge's body, and must be inherited within half a month. After that, it will be in a state of neither life nor death for 500 years."

"Master, I will understand!"

Ji Chunhua's meaning is very clear, you are only in your 20s, and the price of getting the Corpse Elimination Pill is that you will fall into a state of immortality within half a month.

If successful.

After 500 years, he was resurrected and lived forever.

If fail.

It is tantamount to giving up close relatives, masters, brothers, and friends, and only lived for more than 20 years.

Is it really worth it?

This is a question of trade-offs.

Being able to inherit the corpse solution pill does not mean that the corpse solution will be absolutely successful.

After Ji Chunhua and his disciples gave up, only 70 of the 50 remained.

Shi Jian put the corpse solution pill into Mengge's mouth, and smiled calmly: "With my cultivation, I haven't even lived half of my life. If I live longer, I still have 100 years to live. Besides, after going to the tomb this time Well, it’s not that I don’t have other gains.”

The implication is that he is unwilling to gamble on this possibility with the rest of his 100-year life.

Moreover, the possibility of him breaking through the refining spirit and returning to the void is greatly increased. If he breaks through, his lifespan will increase again.

In other words, his bet is not only for 100 years, but maybe two or 300 years.

Gamble with such a big stake and everything else on the possibility of a long life.

"Hey, I will choose whatever Eldest Brother and I choose."

He Xinzhi concealed the greedy look in his eyes, and gave up with difficulty.

With the Five Sons of Longevity in hand, the possibility of them breaking through the refining gods and returning to the void is greatly increased, why bother to gamble on that possibility.

If the fifth son of longevity is not obtained in this trip, He Xinzhi will definitely join the ranks of competition.

Thinking of the Five Longevity Sons in the Blissful Spiritual House, he strengthened his choice.

A bird in hand is worse than a thousand birds in the forest.

"I think I know how to choose with my eyes closed."

Gu Zhou shrugged.

If it is said that Shi Jian, Ji Chunhua, and He Xinzhi still need to make difficult choices, when it comes to Gu Zhou, there is no need to make choices at all. In his eyes, the Corpse Dissection Pill is shit.

Immortality for 500 years, come to gamble on the possibility of immortality?

Why should he bet on (agfc)?

Isn't it good to earn the essence honestly?

Maoshan and his party are the biggest threat in everyone's eyes. Shi Jian and He Xinzhi, the two Maoshan four reals, and Gu Zhou, a powerful existence who can blow up the nine-infant giant with one move, combine to create a terrifying threat.

In terms of the number of people, it is also the largest among all parties.

The most important thing is to come to the core area of ​​the tomb. The forces of all parties have almost lost half and half, and the Maoshan side has almost no loss of manpower.

In fact, what they didn't know was that no one in Maoshan was killed or injured, and the missing Lei and a few registered disciples just returned the same way.

Yue Rou suddenly said: "Shenzhen Shi, don't blame me for talking too much, who can guarantee that you will really give up the corpse solution pill? What if you are advancing by retreating and waiting for work?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Shi Jian, Gu Zhou and others again.

Obviously, she was not the only one with this kind of thought.

But she spoke out as a representative.

Among practitioners, killing each other, stabbing each other in the back, and plotting and robbing each other of cultivation resources are relatively common.

In case the people in Maoshan give up the corpse solution pill on the surface, in fact, they will suddenly kill it when all parties are fighting for it.

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous! Extremely ridiculous!"

Gu Zhou snorted coldly: "Yue Rou, do you know what your words sound like?"

He said it was ridiculous, but there was no trace of a smile in his expression.

Yue Rou narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling displeased in her heart, and said coldly: "What does it look like?"

Gu Zhou lowered his eyes, and said indifferently: "It looks like a beggar is fighting for a steamed bun that fell on the ground. A rich man passed by, glanced at it inadvertently, and then looked at the beggars with a gun. One of the beggars was vigilant. Looking at the rich man, he said to the rich man, do you come here for some other purpose, do you want to shoot this steamed bun!"

"In the eyes of a beggar, this steamed bun is too precious, and it is related to whether he can survive. However, in the eyes of a rich man, this steamed bun made of coarse grains has no right to appear on his dining table."

"Arrogance! Gu Zhou, you are just a junior..."

Yue Rou scolded sharply.

"Ok?"

Gu Zhou's gaze seemed to be condensed into substance, with a sense of desolation in the calmness.

A domineering aura spread, filling the entire attic with a tyrannical aura.

"To the rich man, steamed buns are not worth drying out, but the beggar's words displease the rich man. Maybe he can kick the beggar away, and then..."

Yue Rou's pupils shrank suddenly, only to feel that Gu Zhou's figure was expanding rapidly, filling all his field of vision in an instant, becoming the only one in his field of vision.

Under his feet, he was as insignificant as an ant.

She was shocked: "Gu Zhou's strength is so tyrannical?"

Gu Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at Yue Rou condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Grab the steamed buns, throw them into the stinky ditch, or crush them with one foot!".

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"you!"

Yue Rou was furious.

Taoist Chunyang was still benevolent, and said with a smile: "Master Yuemen, are you worrying a little bit?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Zhou again: "Little friend Gu Zhou, Master Yue probably didn't mean that, you have misunderstood a little bit."

"Humph!"

Yue Rou got off the donkey, waved her sleeves - turning around was considered a retreat.

Gu Zhou said lightly: "It's the best if it's not. Some people treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, but they don't know that they regard Shijie Pill as extremely precious, but they don't know that in my eyes, Shijie Pill is shit."

Master Chunyang's smile froze slightly, Gu Zhou's words summed him up in it.

"My real man, no matter how you fight, we Maoshan don't care, and we Maoshan don't care about Shijie Pill, you don't care whether you believe it or not."

After speaking, Gu Zhou ignored them and began to search for treasures in the attic.

Ji Chunhua went straight to the dragon chair, after some observation and beating, he shouted: "Eldest Brother, Senior Brother He, Gu Zhou, come and take a look."

After the three of them passed by, he whispered: "Look, is this Xingyu Shenjin?"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

The three took a deep breath.

Shi Jian's heart was beating wildly: "Are you sure it's Xingyu Shenjin?"

"[-]% sure!" Ji Chunhua said.

Gu Zhou's eyes flickered: "If this dragon chair is made of Xingyu Shenjin, it will be much more valuable than the Shijie Pill."

Xingyu Shenjin has been one of the best materials for making magic weapons and weapons since ancient times.

This kind of divine gold is not the best material, but it is one of the best materials, and it is very versatile. As the main material, with different materials, it can refine various magic weapons and weapons.

But this kind of material is too little, and the world has not found Xingyu Shenjin for hundreds of years.

If it were an ordinary dragon chair, it would only weigh hundreds of thousands of catties, but the density of Xingyu Shenjin is a hundred times higher than that of steel. Although this dragon chair is not large in size, it weighs hundreds of thousands of catties.

Shi Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at this dragon chair, the whole body was painted gold, also known as the gold-painted carved dragon chair.

Its chair back is "armchair-style", with four columns supporting the arms, and 13 golden dragons are carved on it, looking around the four directions with a majestic look.

Around the back of the dragon chair is a set of 7 large screens carved with fine carvings and gilded.

According to the theory of yin and yang and five elements, even numbers are yin, odd numbers are yang, and "9" is the extreme number of yang, so only the emperor can use the 7 screens.

There are a total of 80 golden dragons carved on the dragon chair and screen: China pays attention to the unity of ninety-nine and 81 dragons. The real situation refers to the missing dragon on the seat and screen. It refers to the person sitting on the dragon chair, who is often referred to as the "true dragon emperor".

Meng Ge took great pains to build this dragon chair.

The value of hundreds of thousands of catties of Xingyu Shenjin is not insignificant, no matter which sect it is considered a huge fortune.

Even 1000 years ago, hundreds of thousands of catties of Xingyu Shenjin was enough to cause a bloodbath.

Shi Jian said quietly: "Don't say anything, Junior Brother He, you first take the Xingyu Shenjin into the Bliss Spiritual House."

Gu Zhou grabbed the corner of the dragon chair and lifted it up suddenly, but the dragon chair was only a little off the ground and Gu Zhou was powerless.

He also asked him to estimate the weight of the dragon chair, which was more than 20 catties and less than 30 catties.

With a thought in his mind, He Xin put this dragon chair into the Blissful Spiritual House.

"Uncle, it's thanks to you that you have practiced the Bliss Spirit House, otherwise there would be many treasures that would be hard to take out." Gu Zhou couldn't help saying.

He Xinzhi was also a little helpless, he took care of the Blissful Spiritual House, and it became a treasure in his hands, stuffing any good things he saw into it.

Maoshan and his party were like bandits sweeping through the attic. Gu Zhou glanced around, the smile on his face could not be concealed: "As expected of the emperor of the most powerful country back then, Brother Meng is really a blessing. Oil..."

"Earth milk..."

"These statues are made by Da Nichi Jin Jing. It's too wasteful. Uncle He, put them away!"

"Take away the floor tiles made of Taiyin Wenyu!"

"Here are a few bottles of panacea, well, they are well preserved, and the potency is still more than half, take them away!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this tripod is not bad, it is a good treasure for refining elixir, take it away!"

"This is not bad, take it away..."

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It didn't take long for this magnificent attic to be ransacked by Mao Shan's group. It was a mess, and everything that could be moved was put into He Xinzhi's Blissful Spiritual House and Gu Zhou's storage bag.

After the incident was completed, Maoshan and his group looked at each other, and they all felt that the other party's smile was very thief, like a mouse that fell into the rice vat and ransacked the rice vat.

Everyone is vying for the Shijie Pill, but they don't know that what they get by making a fortune in a muffled voice far exceeds the value of the Shijie Pill.

After a stalemate in the atmosphere for a period of time, the forces that wanted to compete for the corpse solution pill began to negotiate.

Threats, roll up their sleeves, and then one party comes out to negotiate with each other, continue to negotiate, roll up their sleeves, and repeat this many times, but no agreement has been reached.