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    Mentioning the four elders of the Huai family, everyone felt sad again. Shen Huan was too embarrassed to continue making trouble. The little demon said impatiently: "Stop whining, open the last wooden box quickly and see what's inside, people  Since there is no resurrection, it is better to think about improving your strength and seek revenge on the old Bangzi. "

    The little demon's words were a bit excessive, but they were rough and unreasonable. No one refuted them. Yang Hong sighed and opened the last wooden box. There was still no treasure. The little demon's tentacles immediately collapsed and then tore them angrily.  Split the space and jump in all at once.

    "Could it be another Kung Fu secret book?" Shen Huan was surprised. He walked over and saw the things in the wooden box, but his face was startled. Yang Hong frowned and took out a rusty key.  , murmured: "How could it be a key?"

    There is nothing strange about this key. Even the body is made of ordinary iron and has rusted. If it weren't for the fact that the wooden box in which it is stored is made of ten thousand-year-old pear wood, and Mo Qingshan has carved many patterns on the inside, I am afraid that it would have been lost.  Even the rust was cleaned and turned into dust.

    "A key, could it be the key to the door of a certain treasure?" Shen Huan used his imagination and tried his best to bring the key closer to the treasure. After all, something comparable to a peerless Taoist artifact cannot be just a mere mortal thing. It must be  There are things that no one can figure out.

    Yang Hong couldn't make up his mind. Huai Tianhua and others also looked closer and shook their heads. They thought it was just an ordinary key, nothing special. Even the King of Chu Ren took out a key to the family treasure house and it looked more brilliant than this key.  , more like a treasure.

    "It's impossible for a half-stepped immortal to put a mortal key in such a precious wooden box for no reason. There must be something special about it. If it's not the key itself, then it's what the key opens and gets!" Yang  Hong frowned and thought, feeling that this key was a bit contrary to common sense.

    "Either there is another treasure chest in Mo Qingshan's treasure chest, and the mechanism has not been discovered. This key must be used to open it. How about we go back again and see if there is anything else discovered?" Shen Huan continued to play.  His imagination was still moving closer to the treasure. Yang Hong shook his head and rejected it.

    "If there is a treasure chest in the treasure space, it is impossible to escape my mental detection. What's more, even if there is a big battle, even if there is any mechanism there, it will be revealed!"

    Everyone was silent again. Suddenly Huai Tianhua walked up to Shen Huan, picked up the iron key, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and suddenly said: "Master, I remember that there is a wooden box in your ring? It's very strange.  When I was inside, I accidentally bumped into it and was almost traumatized!"

    "Najie?" Yang Hong was stunned, but Shen Huan curled his lips and said: "Old man Huai, thank you for living a long time. This Najie was obtained from Xiao Hen, an outer disciple of Qingyang Sect. Isn't it right?  You can be associated with Mo Qingshan¡¯s treasure, aren¡¯t you an old fool?¡±

    Shen Huan was always unforgiving when speaking, and he would dare to tease anyone. Everyone knew that the little demon was infected by him and became so naughty, but he didn't know it, and was still cursing himself secretly. Huai Tianhua's old face turned red.  , also felt that the leap of thought was a bit big, and smiled, but Yang Hong's eyes lit up and said: "Why can't we contact you? You forgot, my Najie is Xumi Mustard Seed, a semi-immortal weapon, this key allows Mo Qingshan  They are stored in wooden boxes with great care, maybe there is a connection!¡±

    The more Yang Hong thought about it, the more it seemed possible. He held the key and his mind immediately sank into Najie. Among the piles of weeds, herbs that had lost their essence were mixed in. Yang Hong drove away the weeds with a flick of his finger.  Clean, revealing the appearance of the entire wooden box.

    This was an ordinary-looking wooden box, about the size of a chair, with a lock on one side. Yang Hong slowly approached it, reached out and touched it, and was immediately shocked.

    "Sure enough, when I was still a body-protecting monk, I touched this box and was immediately knocked away from the ring. I'm afraid it was because I recognized the master. In addition, the formation pattern carved on it is very mysterious. It is most likely that it was carved by an immortal.  , can exert different strengths according to his cultivation level, otherwise he will be killed immediately!" Yang Hong held on to the force of the counter-shock and inserted the key into the keyhole.

    "We're in!" Yang Hong's eyes lit up, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble. He felt very excited about uncovering a dust-laden secret.

    Yang Hong suppressed his excitement, exerted a little force, and then with a snap sound, the rusty key turned the keyhole.

    "Squeak," Yang Hong took off the iron lock, put it next to him with a heavy hand, held the wooden box with both hands, and slowly opened it.

    A trace of gray breath overflowed from the opening of the wooden box. As the wooden box opened, a majestic vitality greeted the shop. Yang Hong was shocked and quickly moved away, only to see a red picture with simple lines.  The animal skin appeared in his sight, floating slowly.

    "What a powerful aura!" Yang Hong's expression changed drastically. He looked at the red animal skin from the air and noticed thatThe lines are all drawn by a kind of energy, which is higher than the real essence, and the material of this red animal skin is obviously not peeled off from a monster beast, or even a spiritual beast.

    "Is this the skin of an immortal beast? Probably only immortal beasts have this kind of aura!" Under this pressure, Yang Hong found it difficult to resist. If he hadn't recognized the master of Xumi Mustard Seed, the power of the entire space could have  What he used was probably enough to crush him to death just by vibrating his breath.

    The red animal skin floating in mid-air, with restrained breath in the blink of an eye, slowly fell down. Yang Hong was surprised and uncertain, and cautiously walked over. He found that the tyrannical pressure gradually disappeared, and then he held it in his hands and looked at it carefully.  .

    The red animal skin has a restrained halo and is full of endless vitality. Thick or thin lines, like spiritual snakes, slide on it and evolve into a majestic picture.

    Thousands of miles of towering mountains, millions of miles of surging rivers, monks flying on clouds, women dancing out of thin air, old men fishing by the river, rows of uniform soldiers wearing armor, patrolling in the air, and huge cranes  , a phoenix bathed in fire, a unicorn with spiritual flames on its feet, a golden crow with three legs spitting fire, and even a long dragon tens of thousands of miles long, entrenched on a mountain.

    "Does this map describe the scene of the prehistoric fairy world?" Yang Hong was surprised and inexplicable. The simple lines depict various fairy beasts so lifelike that they seem to jump out of them.

    "What's going on!" Suddenly, Yang Hong's whole body was shaken and cold. He saw the immortals and beasts in the animal skin picture. They all turned their heads, as if they had seen through the endless void, and found Yang Hong's peeping, which made him scalp.  Feeling numb for a while, suddenly a monk stretched out a big hand and slapped it toward the sky, making Yang Hong feel as if his hand was about to fly out of the animal skin.

    bump!  The lines of the red animal skin moved, drawing a giant hand, which almost flew out. The terrifying pressure made even the space of Sumeru tremble faintly. Yang Hong was extremely horrified and quickly rolled up the animal skin.

    Pfft!  As soon as the terrifying pressure disappeared, Yang Hong sat on the ground without any image, his eyes widened. For just a moment, he narrowly escaped death.

    "This is the ancient immortal, the real immortal's method, which can hurt people across the endless void!"
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