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Sun Daoren followed Master Huang to search for treasure all the way, and he gained a lot.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and acted separately, but they would not distance themselves. Sun Daoren was afraid that he would stay too far away from Master Huang.Master Huang didn't want this tall and thin Taoist who offered to send him to his door to run away after getting a treasure.

Sun Daoren is in a two-story building pavilion, and many other books have been reduced to ashes. He found a secret book of Taoism that could not be opened and read.Daoist Sun couldn't recognize any of those ancient seal characters with golden characters.

After meeting with Master Huang, Sun Daoren was a little embarrassed, the baby is too good, but it is also troublesome.

Master Huang smiled, pretending to ignore it.

Sun Daoren asked: "Brother Huang, is it lucky to start?"

Master Huang nodded, "It's okay."

The two separated again, each looking for other treasures of heaven and earth, and artifacts of the fairy family.

Master Huang moved even later, glanced at the back of the tall and thin Taoist, and smiled even more.

In a gazebo, Master Huang saw two dead skeletons sitting and talking with each other. There was a chessboard engraved on the stone table. The interest is just to see how many chess pieces are placed on the chess game, and to know that the two sides were not far away from winning or losing. It's a pity that Master Huang is too lazy to take a look at the chess game.

In the small gazebo, Master Huang not only obtained two robes, but also the two cans of chess pieces. The chess pieces had natural arcs, and Master Huang could not identify the material, but under the light, the crystal clear white pieces showed a faint golden color , only the center of the sunspot is opaque, and under the light, a circle of emerald green halo is rippling.As long as you are not blind, you can see the preciousness of the chess pieces.

The two robes were still badly damaged, but the two pots of chess pieces were a blessing in disguise, like ordinary stones soaked in the deep mountains and flowing water for thousands of years, becoming more delicate and round, which is gratifying to see.

When Master Huang gathered the black and white chess pieces from the stone-carved chessboard, the white pieces were scorching hot, making Master Huang’s soul burn, while the black pieces were icy cold. After picking up the two black and white chess pieces and quickly throwing them into the chess jar, Master Huang found that his fingers were not in the slightest. Scars, Master Huang was very pleasantly surprised. This chess jar must be a magic weapon. There is no doubt that the rank of the magic weapon is unquestionable. Ordinary attacking spirit weapons, the monks sacrificed all their strength, may hurt the physique of a warrior with a golden body, but it is far from shaking Huang. Master Huang's soul, and this chess piece, just lifting it and holding it for a moment, made Master Huang unwilling to hold the chess piece for a long time.

From this, Master Huang can conclude that the stone table that can hold the chess game for thousands of years must be an important weapon of the immortal family, otherwise it is absolutely impossible for the chess pieces to be placed quietly for such a long time without the chess board being damaged at all.

But Master Huang didn't want to run around with a stone table on his shoulders.

Master Huang wanted to destroy the stone table at that time, if I can't get it, future generations will not be able to get this opportunity, but when he slapped it heavily with his palm, the stone table didn't move at all, not only that, it seemed like it could be eaten Fist Gang's table, which made Master Huang feel even more regretful that he couldn't keep this thing in his pocket, otherwise with two chess pots, it would definitely sell for a sky-high price.

On the other side of the gazebo, Chen Pingan appeared quietly. On the chess board on the stone table, maybe the chess pieces have been rooted on the board for too many years. Scanning the residual aura of the chess pieces on the chess game, closing your eyes, and silently memorizing the chess game in your heart, after opening your eyes, you feel that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and take out a pen and paper from the full square inch, and record this ancient chess game on the paper superior.

Seventeen vertical and horizontal chessboards, instead of the nineteen that have been popular in Haoran for a long time, this is a clue in itself.

And in many chess games, the first move and the life and death moves can reveal the secrets.

Master Huang, the martial artist, didn't care about these clues at all. Chen Pingan cared and cared, but he was destined to be unable to do what Lu Tai and Cui Dongshan did. Maybe he could guess the approximate age just by looking at the chess game.

Chen Ping'an was a little envious of the hidden universe in the magic technique on the mountain.

Together with palm-viewing mountains and rivers, they are both monk supernatural powers that Chen Ping'an most wants to learn.

It's just that these two supernatural powers can only be mastered by the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal. If you want to be proficient and superb, you have to go to the fifth realm.

Chen Ping felt that this gazebo was a treasured geomantic place that was very suitable for practicing qi refining. The two pots of chess pieces condensed a lot of aura and lasted for a long time. attention.

This place is rich in aura, not to be missed.

Chen Pingan took off the package and put it on the table, then took off the white-eyed Taotie magic robe, first put on the highest-ranking golden wine magic robe, and finally even the one that was obtained from the skinny city female ghost. She also put on the snowflake robes, and finally put on the black robes again. In this way, with the three robes on her body, she can use the robes to absorb and store more water-carrying aura.

Chen Pingan swept up to the gazebo, sat cross-legged, relied on the stele talisman, held his breath, and remained as still as a mountain, trying his best to see the whereabouts of the two fellow Taoists, Master Huang and Daoren Sun.

From the pavilion, those chessboard auras that contained light gold and dark green colors gathered at the top of the pavilion like being drawn by a dragon, and slowly penetrated into the robe.

This shows the essence of the aura on the chessboard.

Under Chen Pingan's deliberate guidance, the golden wine robe was the first to eat and drink enough, and the aura of water transportation that was drawn by the chess pieces and stayed in the gazebo all year round has also been absorbed seventy-eight out of ten, and it is already as full of aura as other temples. The degree is roughly the same. Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but did not collect the spiritual energy here completely, so as not to reveal any clues.Do good things and take advantage of all the advantages, then you have to weigh it, whether it is a reversal of fortune or misfortune.

After all, there will be a lot of fairy tales from all walks of life next.

Climbing the mountain one after another, followed by a series of intrigues, is the real test.

Luck is a thing, if you can spare a little, let it be.

In the final analysis, earning less money for a while is still for making more money for a long time.

After the overall situation has been decided, we can talk about the profit and loss of the harvest.

Chen Ping then changed his strategy, stopped following Master Huang, and instead quietly followed Sun Daoren.

If Daoren Sun had single-mindedly pursued Master Huang before he got the Taoist book, then even if Daoren Sun planned to put oil on the soles of his feet, Master Huang would not let him succeed.

Since this mountain is not a temple in the true sense, the central axis is the white jade steps from the mountain gate all the way to the top.

It is more like a fairy school with no obvious tendency of the three religions and hundreds of schools. What surprised Chen Pingan most is that there is no ancestor hall on this mountain.

Especially on the mountainside, there are not only thatched huts scattered all over the place, but also magnificent palaces and mansions, which are chaotic and disorderly.

After Sun Daoren entered and exited the buildings, he intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself from Master Huang. Every time he passed the verandah veranda, he no longer ostentatiously swaggered.

In the end, he hid in a small and exquisite secluded palace. The plaque fell to the ground and was shattered. The word "Water Palace" could be vaguely recognized.

There is a statue of a female god enshrined in the hall, with fluttering ribbons, giving people a mysterious feeling of flying upwards.

Sun Daoren used Taoist robes as a package, walked through the corridors, entered and exited the palaces and pavilions again and again, and gained a lot, as long as they were not turned into ashes, large and small objects, antiques, calligraphy and painting inscriptions, and clean confessions of the study, all smashed into the package. Behind him, even the magic robe that was exchanged from Master Huang with an incense burner was slung across his shoulders as a package, so he returned with a full load, of course, the premise was that he could leave this fairy mansion alive.

Sun Taoist closed the door of the hall, but after thinking about it, he remembered that the attic houses he had passed by seemed to have closed the door, so he quietly opened the door again, lest there be no silver 300 taels here, and Master Huang could see the clue.

Sitting on the ridge of a roof, Chen Pingan, who used the stele to hide his eyes, was anxious for this fellow Daoist Sun. Isn't this the same as stealing money and inserting a wooden sign to indirectly tell Master Huang that "Taoist Sun didn't steal the money"?Sun Daoyou, at least run a little longer, open the gates of the palaces and houses more, pretend to have crossed the central axis of the steps, and fled in the direction of Mr. Qin of Jiayou Kingdom, otherwise, it will stop here, as long as Master Huang has a brain Yes, no, we still have to look for it first from this small hall.If it was Chen Ping'an, in fact, from the very beginning, those gates would have to be opened or closed.

However, during this journey of concealment, Sun Daoren often had to make a choice, replacing and throwing away the items in the big and small packages. Anyway, the tall and thin old man didn't know whether the new items were better or the old ones were worth more. In the end, it all depended on his eyesight .

Chen Pingan picked up the trash from behind.

On the other hand, Master Huang, if there is not enough space in the package, every time he replaces something, he will smash it to pieces with his fist. If it can't be smashed into pieces, then he has other considerations, maybe he has to replace it again.

Most of the treasures left by the immortal family here are like this, and they are often on the verge of being broken. It may take a lot of immortal money to restore them, but to smash them to pieces, Master Huang is a golden body warrior with good foundation, so it is easy.The things that were originally intended to be discarded, but which turned out to be unbreakable with a single punch, were of course re-acquired by Master Huang.This is also an alternative method of investigation.

However, this visit to the mountain to hunt for treasures is a great opportunity, which can be seen.

Ordinarily, in some fairy caves that have seen the sun again, a group of Shan Zeyexiu beat them to death, and they were evenly distributed. If each person can finally get three or two pieces of fairy artifacts, it is enough to make people ecstatic.

Master Huang was still not satisfied.

Sure enough, after suddenly losing the whereabouts of Daoren Sun, Master Huang gave up searching, followed the route to open the door, and hurriedly found this small hall.

After Master Huang approached, Chen Pingan stopped sitting, and lay down on the ridge of the roof, holding his breath and concentrating, without any breath.

Master Huang glanced at the plaque on the ground, and said with a smile: "Daozhang Sun, there is another treasure in the water hall? Why don't I help you? Don't worry, according to the rules we have set in advance, whoever opens the door first, regardless of all the treasures in the house No matter how valuable it is, it belongs to whoever it is.”

Inside the water hall, Daoren Sun was trembling and prayed silently to the Patriarch Sanqing of the Taoist sect to let Master Huang leave quickly.

Probably Sun Daoren is not a disciple of the three lines of Taoism, so praying is useless, Master Huang directly stepped over the threshold, and said with a smile: "Sun Daoist, what's the matter, after getting some treasures, he turns his face and denies anyone, and even his allies have to be on guard? We both need Be wary, isn't it Di Yuanfeng who is holding a dagger and a murderous weapon? I am a warrior of the five realms, how can I make Daoist Sun so afraid?"

Daoren Sun, who had nowhere to hide, had no choice but to walk out from behind the statue, and said with a resentful smile, "Brother Huang was joking."

Master Huang jokingly said: "I have only walked through two or three out of ten of the Immortal Mansion's territory, and there is still so much distance to go, among other things, we were at the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain before, but we found that the back mountain still has a beautiful scenery , Why did Daoist Sun lose the robe package so early? I know that it is not good to go back to the palace and temple to burn incense."

Sun Daoren had no choice but to go back the same way, on the ground behind the statue, picked up the package that had been carefully placed on the ground, and hung it on his body, with sweat dripping from his forehead, "Brother Huang, why don't you and I work together to guard against that Di Yuanfeng?" , wouldn’t it be better, you and I hurt our peace, and let Di Yuanfeng take advantage of the fisherman’s profit for nothing.”

Master Huang nodded and said, "Give me the secret book that oozes out of the Taoist robe?"

Sun Daoren lamented: "Brother Huang, you have already got the incense burner, so you should just accept it when you see it, not to mention that the secret book of Pindao is a classic book of Taoism, so it doesn't make much sense for Brother Huang to take it." .”

Master Huang smiled and said, "Is there any meaning, Sun