Imprisoned for two years at the beginning, invincible after being released from prison

Jian Xiao suddenly realized that his system had been drifting recently. There was no sound of ding dong below [-], and it was not displayed, as if he dismissed it.

Thinking of the systems of other traversers are all lively.

Not only can it improve its strength, but it also has good looks, a figure and connotation, and is light and soft and easy to overthrow.

Chatting, eating and sleeping with each other, ahem, this is just an in-depth exchange.

The gap.

Jian Xiao looked at the panel with hatred for iron and steel, feeling stuffy.

The treasures of this celestial being are rather rich, absorbing 2 aura points.

Then, there were three other celestial beings, and each ring contributed only 1 aura points.

Finally, there is Han Xingchen's ring, which is the final highlight.

Han Xingchen is the existence of the third level of Huashen, and it can be said that he is a strong man standing at the pinnacle of the ten countries.

It's embarrassing to say that this ring didn't contribute a hundred thousand.

Absolutely.

Jian Xiao's eyes were shining, and his forehead was full of walking gold ingots. He rubbed his hands like a philistine businessman, picked up the ring, and stabbed it with his spiritual sense.

Big, Jian Xiao's first impression is big, the space of this ring is really big, it is estimated to have thousands of cubic meters.

Get rich, get rich, how many things do you need to pack.

Jian Xiao shuddered for a moment, feeling a kind of strength that he couldn't use, that he could move even a golden mountain.

Suddenly he saw something was wrong.

Why does it feel big?

Because there is nothing.

The storage ring of the god of war, there is nothing in it, it jingles poorly.

Gan!

Jian Xiao felt that he had been insulted, a particularly serious insult.

Who took my treasure, if I find out, I will crush him to ashes.

And the veiled woman in the distance sneezed several times in a row.

She looked at the baby exuding a dense air in front of her, with tears in her eyes, and thought: Master, what's the use of you leaving all these to me.

It would be great if these things could change your eyes.

Master, don't worry, I will definitely join the Frost Heaven Sect.

She wiped her tears, and a trace of determination flashed across her beautiful face.

"I, Han Yuyan, am the pride of heaven that is rare in thousands of years. I will definitely trample that man under my feet and make him look up to me."

Jian Xiao replaced the storage ring with Han Xingchen's, and moved everything in.

Storage Rings Can no longer hold storage rings.

This is common sense.

The two laws of space will conflict with each other, and the result is that the two rings will all collapse, and the things inside will flow into the turbulent flow of space, basically no chance to see each other again.

Aura value on the panel: 25

Still poor.

Jian Xiao wants to cry but has no tears, when will he return to 100 million.

"Those captives can't be released easily, especially those who are strong in the heavenly realm. If they don't give tens of thousands of spiritual energy points, no one will even think about leaving." Jian Xiao thought fiercely.

He picked up "Open Treasure".

Kaibaozang belongs to the Tripitaka. It is not a single scripture, but a collection. There are three parts: Sutra, Dian, and Lun. It contains many Buddhist scriptures, including the Vajra Prajna Sutra.

It is said that there are 178 volumes and 9999 volumes.

And this is just one volume.

Jian Xiao is going to do an experiment to see how the system recognizes this kind of assembly?

If you read through the Vajra Prajna Sutra, will the system reward you?

Or do you have to read through the entire book before the system will reward you?

Or do you have to read all the first, middle and lower volumes of the book thoroughly before the system will reward you?

"I say that all dharmas are born from predestined relationship."

This book contains tens of thousands of words, and it took a day to read it once, but the progress only increased by 1%.

It seems that the system treats a book as a whole, regardless of how many books it contains, or just a part of it.

Just compile it into a book.

Does it matter if there are more words or less words?

Jian Xiao stroked his chin and thought, his progress in reciting Zhou Li should be about the same as this book, but the number of words in Zhou Li is much less.

Especially for the Three Character Classic, the number of words is even less, but the progress is horribly slow.

So it has nothing to do with the word count.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

A pretty maid with a graceful figure and particularly good-looking buttocks came in, holding a memorial in her hand.

This maid is called Ruyi, she is Jian Xiao's personal maid, and she looks very watery.

Jian Xiao nodded and said, "Let it go."

When Ruyi put down the memorial, she deliberately straightened her waist to make her buttocks look more upright, giving people a feeling of picking things up with you.

It's a pity that Jian Xiao was still lingering in the Buddhist scriptures, so he didn't notice Ruyi's charming attitude at all.

Ruyi cast a resentful look in her eyes, twisted her waist and walked out.

After she went down, Jian Xiao picked up the memorial.

The latest news came from the army going to conquer the rebels. As soon as the army arrived, the rebels surrendered immediately, but the rebel leaders Yuanba and Huang Xiaoguang were not captured.

After interrogation, it was discovered that the leader of the rebels was a mysterious man wearing a mask. Only Yuanba and Huang Xiaoguang knew his identity.

The Ministry of Punishment has issued a sky-level arrest warrant for these three people.

This matter is handled by his own hands, so Jian Xiao doesn't need to bother too much.

It's just that there is another bad news, which makes Jian Xiao very sad.

He is most concerned about the treasures treasured by the rebels, which are the heritage of at least seven sects.

As a result, nothing was found, only a large amount of food, grass, and weapons were seized, but gold, silver, jewelry, and various treasures were missing.

I don't know where it was hidden by the rebels.

This made Jian Xiao very dissatisfied, this was his trophy, but the meat flew away when it reached his mouth.

It's abominable.

He is still waiting for these treasures to reach millions of aura points.

check!

Jian Xiao gave the order to die, and must find out the whereabouts of those treasures.

Chapter 68

Snowflakes fluttered like catkins, falling leisurely from the sky, and the weather suddenly became much colder.

Jingguo's first snow came.

White snow washes the earth, encounters with mortals, and brings spiritual purity.

Taoist Ming Xin sat in the newly repaired palace garden, holding a fishing rod and concentrating on it.

There are golden dragon carp in the pond, each worth a hundred gold.

"The old man has wanted to eat this fish for a long time, and he finally got the chance. Little boy, don't run away, the old man will treat you well."

Taoist Mingxin's eyes were shining, and his halazi was almost hanging down to his neckline.

"I heard that the golden dragon carp can prolong life, and it tastes like dragon meat. It is extremely delicious. The old man can count on his fingers and know that today is a lucky day."

The fishing rod began to shake slightly, Taoist Mingxin hurriedly picked up the rod.

At this time, his ears moved slightly, and he was startled when he heard the sound of footsteps. There were so many footsteps, the person who came was not good.

Taoist Mingxin threw the fishing rod into the lake, his figure flashed, and hid in the room.

With a smile on the corner of Jian Xiao's mouth, he walked leisurely, his consciousness was shaking, and he had known Taoist Mingxin's little tricks for a long time.

"Master Taoist, I've come to see you."

"Your Majesty, please come in." A weak voice came from the room.

"Cough cough."

"Please sit down, Your Majesty."

Taoist Mingxin was lying on the bed, his face was pale, he looked terminally ill, and there was still a little blood on the Taoist robe.

Jian Xiao looked at Taoist Mingxin with a smile on his face, and said, "How is your health? But is it better?"

Taoist Mingxin struggled to get up, but was supported by Jian Xiao, "Don't get up, just rest on the bed."

"Cough cough. Thanks... thanks... cough cough."

Taoist Mingxin coughed a few more times, his face became paler, as if time was running out.

Jian Xiao sat on the edge of the bed and said with a light smile: "In the first battle of Pingyang City, the Taoist priest sacrificed his life to protect Pingyang City, and his heart can be learned from the sun and the moon."

"Your Majesty's words are serious, this is what the poor should do, and I dare not ask for credit."

Jian Xiao leaned over and said, "Don't move."

Taoist Mingxin froze.

Jian Xiao twirled a snowflake on his shoulder, smiled at the corner of his eyes, and pointed out: "The Taoist priest is so elegant."

"Hehe." Taoist Mingxin squinted at the window, "I don't know when the snow came in through the window, but Pindao didn't notice it."

"Ha ha."

Jian Xiao rolled his eyes, the window was at least three meters away from the bed, and it was indeed far enough to float.

"The windows are still open in winter, the Taoist priest is really elegant."

Taoist Mingxin chuckled.

With a sincere face, Jian Xiao said sincerely: "I want to ask the Taoist priest to serve as an enshrinement to the royal family, but I don't know what to do with it?"

Taoist Mingxin hurriedly shook his head, he was not in court.

As a celestial being, sitting and watching the wind and clouds change, the tide ebbs and flows, how unrestrained and wanton it is.

If you become an enshrinement, your freedom will be restricted and your status will be lowered, only a fool will agree.

"No, no, I'm used to idleness and wild cranes, and I can't stand the rules of the court."

Taoist Mingxin's reaction was as expected by Jian Xiao. He touched the snowflakes with two fingers, and said with a smile: "Han Xingchen severely injured the Taoist priest with one sword, and then smashed through the city gate with one sword. He is extremely domineering, and I admire it very much."

When it comes to a severe wound, the tone is deliberately aggravated.

Taoist Mingxin let out a painful cry, and several blood flowers popped out of the Taoist robe immediately,

"The reputation of the god of war is indeed far inferior to being poor.

After Han Xingchen swung his sword, he tried his best to protect Pingyang City and Pindao.

It's a pity that there is a huge disparity in strength, even if Pindao blocks it with his body, it is useless, and it is too late to stop his second strike.puff. "

As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jian Xiao sneered in his heart, pretending to be quite similar, if he hadn't used his spiritual sense to see him leisurely fishing just now, he would have been fooled by him.