Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

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Arriving at the room prepared by Zhen Yuanzi, Duobao closed the door, sat cross-legged, took out the book from the floor, and read it carefully.

The book from the ground is famous, and it is one of the three books. In the prehistoric world, it is almost the innate spiritual treasure next to those few innate treasures.

Spiritual thoughts fell into the book from the ground: "36 innate restrictions."

"Sure enough." Duobao murmured secretly, the Earth Book was famous outside, and it was as he thought, it was the top innate spirit treasure with 36 innate restrictions.

After exploring the divine sense again, for a moment, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face: "35 laws of the earth, and one law of space."

"Pity!"

If all the 36 innate restrictions are the laws of the earth, then this book from the earth can even be compared to the innate treasure.

Moreover, the 36 innate restrictions are all the laws of the earth, and they can be combined into a complete law of the great way, which can even be sanctified if adhered to.

To be sanctified by law, to master a law perfectly is enough to be sanctified.

Although it is very difficult, it is also another method of proving the Tao besides the three roads of proving the Tao.

"Pity!"

Duobao kept sighing in his heart, if the book of the earth really possessed the innate restraints of 36 laws of the earth, with Zhen Yuanzi's talent, he might be able to become a saint.

Zhenyuanzi came out of ginseng fruit, one of the top ten innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric times.

As far as feet are concerned, it is no worse than anyone else.

Zhundi sage, one of the two sages in the West in the future, is also one of the ten innate spiritual roots who emerged from Bodhi.

Chapter 40 Going out of Wuzhuang, meeting Nuwa

Speaking of which, Zhen Yuanzi was not much different from Zhun Di, but he lacked a ray of majestic purple energy and luck, otherwise, he might not be able to become a saint.

Duobao pursed his lips regretfully: "Unfortunately, Mr. Zhenyuan is still a good person."

Sorry for him.

"36 prohibitions, let me see how long it will take."

The magic weapon simulation system can simulate various magic weapons, and the simulation speed depends on the simulation conditions and his strength.

In the beginning, it took him time to simulate a ban in yuan.

Now, his strength is much stronger than before. Thinking about it, his speed should be improved a lot now.

Looking at the progress in the magic weapon simulation system, Duobao calculated and got the result: "One hundred years!"

"I'm so strong now?"

Duobao was a little surprised, and rubbed the book in his hand, a little excited.

Thinking about how much time it took him to simulate the first innate restraint of the water and fire gourd in Kunlun Mountains, that was calculated in Yuanhui, but now, it only takes 100 years.

The realm is still a fairy, but the gap in strength can be clearly seen from the huge time gap between the two.

"In this way, the 36 restrictions only need 600 years, and I can completely simulate them?"

Duobao chuckled: "Impossible. The further the innate restriction goes, the more difficult it is to simulate. The first innate restriction only takes a hundred years, which doesn't mean the No. 30 six innate restrictions are also the same."

"Take it easy, I have plenty of time anyway."

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"Uncle Zhenyuanzi, thank you for the hospitality during this period of time. I'm really embarrassed to eat and take."

In front of Wuzhuang Temple, Duobao held a tray with five ginseng fruits on it, and bowed to Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi's face darkened: "You're welcome!"

The four simple words were squeezed out between the teeth.

With great difficulty, Zhen Yuanzi suppressed his desire to beat up Duobao, and forcefully forced a smile.

Before, he always thought that Hong Yun was already the thickest-skinned person.

The ginseng fruit that he had eaten for countless years was not much left.

But these years, he suddenly understood a truth.

He is really naive.

In this world, there is no thick-skinned person, only thicker people.

He was also unlucky, he met the two thick-skinned people.

Hongyun had almost eaten all his ginseng fruits, and Duobao... let's put it this way, the five ginseng fruits on the tray in Duobao's hand are his last stock.

Thinking of the bare ginseng fruit trees in his own backyard, Zhen Yuanzi became furious.

"Uncle, by the way, I remember that your ginseng fruit matures once every ten thousand years, right... Then I will..."

Bang!

Zhen Yuanzi's figure disappeared in an instant, and the gate of Wuzhuang Temple was also slammed shut.

The loud closing sound made Duobao's ears hurt.

"Uncle, don't be shy, I will come back after ten thousand years, you have to wait for me!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't wait, you must prepare the ginseng fruit!"

Duobao yelled at Wuzhuang Temple, then turned and left with a smirk.

After getting along with each other for these years, he discovered that Zhen Yuanzi was really a good person.

Really hospitable and a worthwhile person.

He made a decision, and it was for ginseng... No, it was for Zhen Yuanzi, this friend, he made a decision.

"It's been a long time since I came out, it's time to go back."

After leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Duobao suddenly missed his master.

With a turn of footsteps, he will fly towards Kunlun Mountain.

Huh?

Not long after flying, his heart suddenly moved, and an invisible induction came, which made his heart beat endlessly.

"I feel the breath of opportunity."

Duobao whispered, very excited, it was the first time he had such a feeling after coming to Honghuang for so long.

"There are many opportunities in the prehistoric world, and chances will appear if you turn around."

"But I've been here for so long, this is the first time."

Duobao was very excited with anticipation: "I don't know, what is my chance?"

After flying for a short time, suddenly a mountain connecting the sky and the earth appeared in front of my eyes.

Duobao stopped moving unconsciously, shocked physically and mentally.

Connecting heaven and earth is not an exaggeration but a fact.

The sacred mountain that suddenly appeared in front of me is connected to the sky and the earth.

The top of the mountain went straight into the nine heavens, and at a glance, even with his current strength, he couldn't see the top of the mountain.

"Buzhou Mountain!"

In my mind, a name appeared.

"This is Buzhou Shenshan!"

Duobao murmured in his heart and continued to fly.

After flying for a long time, I finally came to the front of Buzhou Mountain.

Standing in front of him, the familiar yet unfamiliar Shen Yun descended, trying to suppress him.

The charm landed on the body, before it touched the mind, it was scattered by the body.

Duobao was a little proud: "Do you still think I am the original Duobao?"

"A little bit of Shen Yun can no longer suppress me!"

"I'm not who I used to be."

Duobao went straight into Buzhou Mountain, and the source of the induction was still inside Buzhou Mountain.

After walking along the winding mountain road for a long time, Duobao finally stopped.

"That is?"

At the entrance of the eye, a beautiful woman appeared in front of her eyes.

A melon-seeded face, a plump mouth, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a slender, graceful figure.

If you don't look at her behavior, this is a peerless beauty.

However, such a beauty is squatting down without grace and playing with... mud?

Duobao was stunned.

This is beauty... no, is this something grown-ups do?

Playing like this is too out of style, right?

Looking, watching, Duobao's eyes suddenly became more shocked, and these shocks continued to increase.

Because, he suddenly remembered who the woman playing with mud in front of him was.

Duobao tidied up his clothes and walked over: "Disciple Duobao, see Uncle Nuwa."

Yes, the woman playing with mud in front of me is none other than the mother of the human race, Nuwa.

Duobao lost Xuanni's eyes, and was replaced by respect.

Although he is no longer a human being, he will never forget that he was a human before.

Even now, even though he has become Duobao, deep down in his soul, he still thinks he is human.

Nu Wa is the mother who created the human race. All he has is respect and nothing else.

"Duobao...Looking at the Taoism on your body, you are a disciple of Brother Tongtian?" Nuwa didn't look back, she just played with the mud on her own, and didn't care if there was another person beside her.

Duobao respectfully replied: "Yes, the disciple master is Tongtian."

While answering, he watched Nuwa's movements with mixed feelings in his heart.

"It's already started to play in the mud. It seems that the human race is about to appear."

As a human race, I will soon see the birth of the human race with my own eyes.

Duobao's complex mood was beyond the imagination of others.

After Nuwa asked, she ignored Duobao and concentrated on playing on her own.

Duobao looked at Nuwa's jade-like palms.

Although it is covered with mud, its beautiful skin can still be seen.

Chapter 41 Hongmeng's purple aura, Nuwa's chance

The fingers turned flexibly, and the thick soil seemed to come to life in his hands, beating, and after a while, it became a vivid clay puppet.

Duobao looked at the dirt, and under his clumsy appearance, there was a flash of inspiration.

For him who has mastered twenty innate restraints of the earth, he can naturally see the extraordinaryness of this soil.