Proof of Longevity

Daozu Black Bear smiled sly when he heard the words, but did not speak.

Zhang Shiyang cast his gaze on the Demon Emperor, and said softly: "The Demon Emperor should know the purpose of this seat coming to Luzhou in Beiju."

The Demon King nodded when he heard the words: "I know that this seat is the emperor of the demon clan, so naturally he won't do that kind of gossip."

Zhang Shiyang nodded: "That's good, now you and I don't have enough time, so don't waste time, take me to the treasure hunt quickly."

The Demon Emperor took a deep look at Zhang Shiyang, then got up and walked outside: "Come with me."

The three people were constantly shuttled around the corridor. After a while, the Demon Emperor led Zhang Shiyang and the Black Bear Daozu to the front of a seemingly ordinary palace.

Ordinary means that this palace is no different from other palaces, but Zhang Shiyang is keenly aware that there are at least eight Taoists sitting around this ordinary palace, and these eight Taoists are still vaguely formed. An unbreakable formation.

The road went unimpeded, and when he came to the gate of the palace, the Demon Emperor stopped.

Zhang Shiyang looked at this hall: "Is that so?"

The Demon King nodded, and then looked at Daozu Black Bear: "Friends of Daoist, please stay, this is the important place of my demon clan, outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Daozu Black Bear nodded, expressing understanding.

A piece of jade seal appeared in the hand of the Demon Emperor, and he gently held the piece of jade seal and pressed it toward the front of the main hall. The whole hall changed in wind and rain, and a whirlpool appeared.

Looking at this vortex, the Demon King said, "Please."

Zhang Shiyang looked at the demon emperor with a faint smile, and then stepped in.

To be honest, even if the Demon Sovereign had set up some big formation to calculate himself. Zhang Shiyang was also not afraid, and Zhang Shiyang's confidence greatly increased after a gambling battle with Taishang Daozu.

After stepping through the vortex, Zhang Shiyang came to a strange space, the whole space lacking vitality. There is only a small amount of jade that continuously exudes aura, where countless magic weapons are shining brilliance, relying on that meagre aura to nourish themselves.

"It's strange that there is no spiritual energy here, right" The Demon Emperor didn't know when he came behind Zhang Shiyang.

Zhang Shiyang nodded: "I would like to ask the Demon Emperor to clarify, of course. If it involves the secrets of your Demon Race, just treat it as I haven't said it."

The demon emperor smiled softly: "If you want to say that there is no way to extract the vitality of this space, think about it, once you have sufficient aura, under the nourishment of the aura, the power of these magic weapons will become stronger and stronger. It is not easy to suppress it at the time, and there must be a big disturbance."

Looking at these countless magic weapons, Zhang Shiyang agreed with the demon emperor's statement, but the eyes looking at the demon emperor were a little weird: "So many magic weapons. The magic weapons of the entire Origin World have been drawn by your family."

The Demon Emperor clearly understood Zhang Shiyang's thoughts. Then he smiled softly: "The gods are embarrassed. There are actually not a few real innate spirit treasures here. These magic treasures look dazzling, but you should know that my demon race will transform one of my own The parts are refined into the magic weapon of life".

Zhang Shiyang looked at it intently. Then he said: "Are these magic weapons the magic weapons of your monster race's own condensed life?".

The demon emperor said with a slight sorrow: "We have suffered heavy casualties from the battle with the Witch in these years. These natal magic weapons are left by the dead soldiers."

Zhang Shiyang walked to a piece of Lingbao. Looking at the demon emperor: "Could it be said that the natal magic weapon will not gradually dry up and degenerate if it is separated from its own master".

The Demon Emperor gave Zhang Shiyang a weird look: "Why, you may not understand the characteristics of the magic weapon, I suggest you refine a magic weapon by yourself in the future."

Speaking of the magic weapon of life, Zhang Shiyang seems to have one, that is, the heavenly law wheel cast by his own heavenly soul. Who knows if the Dao law wheel will suddenly turn to ashes after an accidental death? This Zhang Shiyang dare not try. .

The demon emperor wandered among the countless magic weapons: "You can see for yourself and tell me which one you choose. Of course, there are innate spirit treasures among the countless magic weapons. If you can find out, it will be you. Ability".

Zhang Shiyang shook his head: "If you have a destiny, you will encounter it naturally. What's more, some innate spirit treasures are not as powerful as the acquired spirit treasures. Why bother to care about the so-called nurture and innateness."

Zhang Shiyang said so, but his eyes were constantly scanning. It was obvious that there was something wrong with his heart, and he was constantly looking for the innate spirit treasure.

Nonsense, who wants this acquired Lingbao with Innate Lingbao? The key is that innate Lingbao has laws of heaven and earth, and the trajectory of the road, how can it be compared with acquired Lingbao, although it is said that some innate Lingbao is not as good as acquired in combat power Lingbao, but Xiantian Lingbao has the magical effect of Xiantian Lingbao.

The Demon Emperor glanced at Zhang Shiyang. Although it was said that there were innate spirit treasures here, the Demon Emperor wouldn't make Zhang Shiyang really easy to find. The Demon Emperor hid the innate spirit treasures long before Zhang Shiyang came.

Before passing a rhino horn-shaped magic weapon, Zhang Shiyang stopped and picked up the milky white rhino horn.

Seeing this, the demon emperor came over: "This is a front horn of Mochizuki Rhinoceros. After the exercise of countless sun and moon essence, it can be regarded as a magic weapon."

Zhang Shiyang nodded: "Yes, this is also a good magic weapon."

The corner of the demon king's mouth showed an unnoticeable arc: "Do you want to choose this fellow?".

Zhang Shiyang put down the rhino horn casually: "Although this rhino horn is good, I really don't like it."

Walking and stopping along the way, Zhang Shiyang suddenly felt something unusual in his sleeves.

He quietly sank his thoughts into his sleeves, and in the sleeves of the universe, there was a book-like magic weapon that kept emitting white light and trembling endlessly.

Looking at the book-like magic weapon, Zhang Shiyang frowned: "This magic weapon was when he was teaching in the Supreme Master. The Demon Crown Prince wanted to bribe himself to let go of the suppressed monster race, although he said he thought this magic weapon. It's amazing, but I haven't had time to study it."

At this time, this magic weapon keeps beating here, which is obviously something unusual.

Zhang Shiyang's thoughts turned, but there was no flaw on the surface. As the Demon Emperor stopped and stopped along the way, watching various treasures, he was constantly feeling the idea of ​​the book-like magic weapon in his heart.

Perhaps because of the opportunity, this magic weapon actually communicated with Zhang Shiyang by instinct.

Along the way, I arrived carelessly in front of a pair of magic weapons, and a pen-shaped magic weapon appeared in front of Zhang Shiyang.

Zhang Shiyang's gaze swept over the pen without stopping, and then stopped on a whip beside the pen.

The Demon Emperor watched Zhang Shiyang stop his gaze on the whip, but this time there was no introduction. Zhang Shiyang didn’t know how many magic weapons Zhang Shiyang had seen along the way, but there was nothing he liked. The demon king’s mouth was almost worn out. , I don’t even bother to explain at this moment, let Zhang Shiyang watch it by himself.

After Zhang Shiyang walked over and picked up the whip, he waved his hand gently, where the whistle sounded through the air.

Although I don't know what material the whip is made of, it is definitely not a congenital thing.

Gently waved the whip, Zhang Shiyang sighed: "It's a pity, it's not a congenital thing."

The Demon Emperor rolled his eyes secretly: "The congenital thing is Chinese cabbage, let you take it away."

Gently lowering the whip, Zhang Shiyang picked up the pen next to the whip at random, and looked at it carefully for a while: "This pen is interesting, but I can't see the material, demon king brother, I just I want this pen."

After talking about not giving the Demon King time to react, he put the pen away and put it in his mustard space. I didn’t dare to put it in my sleeve. God knows that this pen will be produced when it meets that book. What a movement.

When the Demon Emperor cast his gaze, Zhang Shiyang only saw Zhang Shiyang put away a pen-shaped magic weapon, but the rest of the Taoist priests did not see it.

His eyes moved slightly: "It's very rare to be able to enter the Dao brother's eyes. I don't know if Dao brother can give me a look."

Zhang Shiyang shook his head: "No way, no way, this magic weapon is already mine, it has nothing to do with your monster race, I can't tell you what my magic weapon is."