Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 1847: Ximu has a treasure

The little brown bear rolled down the stairs and yawned, apparently awake.

Looking around blankly, he found Jiang Xiaoye.

Xu Baoer, who was sleeping with it, was still asleep, and the biological clocks of these two guys were completely confused. The biological clocks of the animals raised in the house were not normal.

"Ohhh~" The little brown bear ran to Jiang Xiaoye's feet and climbed onto the sofa. After the sofa had just been changed, various claw marks were created by them.

Jiang Xiaoye suddenly had an idea. He has no shortage of monster skins, and they are all of the level of the monster king. This skin is difficult to destroy even if the master holds a treasure.

Do you want to make a sofa with monster skin, lest these guys destroy the sofa every day.

"Xiao Ye, didn't you have a reception tonight? Why did you let Yuanyuan go?" Seeing Chu Shiyuan asked the driver to pick him up, Xu Zhengqun came in and asked.

Jiang Xiaoye was playing with a little brown bear, and he heard a smile: "Yuanyuan is afraid of me talking nonsense. I also feel that the less I show up in the future, the more mysterious I am. I can't go drinking with a group of people and cheer up. "

He didn't want to go, because there were so many people who wanted to know him.

The little brown bear gnawed a bag of flower cakes, holding up half of it from time to time, wanting to give Jiang Xiaoye a taste, and learned to share it.

"Huhuwu~" Little Owl stood on the window sill and watched the night outside for a long time. Seeing that the sky was dimming, he immediately got energetic and flew to Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder to say hello.

"Go!"

The little guy is going for food.

"There are too many products of Wanwu Group. In the future, try not to produce products first. There are still many products that have not been released. Wanwu Group cannot keep up with such a speed. Moreover, all walks of life cannot completely occupy the market. "

Xu Zhengqun can be regarded as scared, and he can benefit a lot from any product.

However, Wanwu Group simply does not care about these messy products. It is either making new products or on the way to release new products. This is only half the time, and the products have been flooded.

"No more, it's almost done."

Jiang Xiaoye understood what Xu Zhengqun meant, and he thought the same way. The emergence of the golden Kirin chip production line directly dominated the chip technology. In the future, no one will be able to compete with China.

A hearty cake used to be divided by several companies. Now, the end is brought into Huaxia. If other people want to eat a little bit, they have to rely on this side to give alms.

Too offensive.

However, Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about the offense.

A breath came, Jiang Xiaoye stood up and said, "Dad, I'll go out for a walk."

"Wow~" The little brown bear hugged Jiang Xiaoye's arm without letting go. Jiang Xiaoye held it up and hugged it away.

Ximu God, here comes!

On the World Tree, a figure backed a sword, holding a cane, and a woman in red beside him.

"This is the World Tree. At first, God Canghuang cut some branches and made a coffin for himself. He didn't expect to be moved here, and his bloodline evolved."

Even a tree can evolve, the world tree is.

The Canghuang God stood on it, and the World Tree dared not reject him at all.

The little silver thread python was so frightened that it didn't dare to move. Isn't it the only one who dares to come up? Who is this strange old man? The breath makes it fear instinctively.

The tail twitched the World Tree, but the World Tree did not move at all, and he did not dare to expel the **** Ximu.

"Coffin? I know that my master cut the branches of the World Tree, but I didn't expect it to be a coffin. When I first encountered the World Tree, the World Tree was very small. Is it enough to make a coffin?"

Jiang Xiaoye understood that this coffin was probably in the Canghuang Ling!

"The world tree, the inner world, is a kind of material for making storage treasures." The **** Ximu jumped down, and the masters who practiced under the tree had already been hiding far away, watching from a distance.

"Senior, I haven't seen you in a few days, you are going to return to the heavenly realm, congratulations."

Jiang Xiaoye felt the breath of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm in the West Evening God. It seems that these mountain gods had left behind to recover. The Longevity Demon, this transcendental immortal treasure, is now honestly a walking stick.

"It's difficult, it's just that I found the seal of heaven."

Tianzun?

The masters around the World Tree felt chills in their hearts. This person caused Jiang Xiaoye to call his seniors, and he was called the God of West Evening. Naturally, his identity was self-evident!

The ancient mountain **** still exists!

The little silver thread python ran over and hissed to Jiang Xiaoye. This old man took its place and kicked it!

The little brown bear saw that his best friend was being bullied, and immediately roared and waved his paw at the **** Ximu.

"Senior, I don't have time during this period. After a few days, I will go to that place with you again." Jiang Xiaoye understood that the **** Ximu came to find himself to go to a mysterious place.

"The old man needs the power of the common people. The evergreen tactic you cultivated was studied with Canghuang at the time. You have some experience, and there are some training resources collected during your lifetime in this storage bag in exchange. Some of them are still obtained from that place. of."

The power of common people!

What Ximu God needs most is the power of the common people. The black power of the common people in his body has caused him to be tortured. If he wants to fully recover, the only chance is to remove these common people's powers and at the same time, get some golden common people's powers. .

"There is no need for experience. I will accept the cultivation resources. If it were a hundred years ago, I would not hesitate. Now, I am not sure whether you are the same you were, senior."

The former mountain gods sacrificed themselves for the sake of the common people.

But the **** Ximu came back a hundred years later in a weird way, he couldn't guarantee that he was the same as the **** Ximu before, and the common people were the most important!

If it is the same as Canghuangling, if you do anything to yourself in the cultivation method, it will be troublesome.

"Xi Mu, it is still Xi Mu." The **** Xi Mu smiled slightly, did not say anything, but waved his hand, and a storage bag flew towards Jiang Xiaoye.

The little brown bear climbed onto the head of the little silver-threaded python. The **** Ximu ignored its snarling and grinned, so he couldn't help it and continued to eat.

Jiang Xiaoye opened the storage bag and swept away his consciousness, and then took a breath of air-conditioning. It was so generous!

This is probably the collection of the **** Ximu at the beginning!

This storage bag is at the top level, and the space is a bit larger than his Jinxiushan river bag. The time and space inside is stagnant, even if it is a herb, there is no loss of efficacy.

Among them, the most are the spirit stones, but the spirit stones are very irregular, like a broken wall.

"In the beginning, any step in that place was made of spirit stones." Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's doubts, God Ximu explained.

That's it!

"Senior, come with me!"

Jiang Xiaoye motioned to the back mountain, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

He already possesses too many golden common people's powers, even a fraction of it is enough to treat the **** Ximu.

Ximu God is generous, he can't be stingy anymore.

At the same time, West Evening God also disappeared.