Chapter 127: Dragon Palace Treasure

Yang Jian stayed in the mountains for three days, helping the twelve to lead the practice while taking inventory of Mo Han's relics.
After seeing the master, Yang Jian accidentally discovered that the two immortal treasures in his finger were a little strange, and after careful inspection, he found that the restrictions on them had been opened.
Yang Jian's primordial power... is really not flattering, he wants to open such a cumbersome restriction, I am afraid it will really take a lot of effort, it should be the restriction that Master secretly removed for him.
First is the'purse', which should be the'supply' of the heavenly soldiers and generals led by Mo Han. There are thousands of magic weapon-level light green armors, and thousands of magic weapon blades, all of which are swords, spears, swords and halberds. It is used by the heavenly soldiers.
In addition, there are thousands of spiritual stones for spiritual practice. Although they are not pure in texture, they are numerous.
This is probably the food of heaven.
Looking at the treasure in the ring, that is Mo Han's true family.
There are five or six weapons, one or two armors, and the other miscellaneous items are numerous.
There are also three books and four jade plaques, which record two exercises, three magical powers, as well as a book on Heavenly War and a general outline of the battle formation.
The treasures in the ring are all extraordinary. Although there is no spirit treasure, they are all immortal treasures. And what surprised Yang Jian most was that there were a lot of precious celestial wealth, piled up into hills in several corners.
These should have been plundered from those great worlds when Mo Han was out on the battlefield. They were not completely handed over to the Heavenly Court, but were detained in private. Now all of them fell into the hands of Yang Jian, which really made Yang Jian a fortune.
Yang Jian didn't take much use, just refined a fairy boat, found a place for the twelve commanders to practice while on their way, and drove the fairy boat to Central China, where they met with Lu Chunyang.
Lu Chunyang took care of Yang Jian's troubles with that hapless Daluo Jinxian. That Daluo Jinxian's sect was only a small sect in Central China. With the famous Lu Chunyang, there would be no disaster in the future.
Yang Jian made a way in the shed, stood for a moment, then said goodbye to Lu Chunyang and went to the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
In fact, he doesn't need to say much, being able to come here to worship has already caused that sect to dissipate his grievances.
In the midst of the predicament, who really makes sense?
Daluo, whose surname is Nangong, was not killed by Yang Jian himself, but because of his lack of skills, he was taken advantage of by demons. No wonder Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's ability to come to worship in person is also considered enough to give the deceased Da Luo Jinxian.
The descendants and disciples of Daluo Jinxian all repaid Yang Jian, but the grievances have been dealt with and will not be mentioned again.
What Yang Jian asked for was nothing but a clear heart.
When saying goodbye to Lu Chunyang, Yang Jian did not see He Muxi, but he was driven back to the sect by Lu Chunyang.
"Where is Brother Yang going again? Why don't you let me go back for a few days?"
"There are still important things in the East China Sea," Yang Jian remembered that they had gone to the East China Sea in the same way since the last time they had parted. It was a coincidence.
Yang Jian smiled and said: "Last time you said, brother, you told me to go to Lord Long to ask for a weapon, but I forgot about it. This time I went to Donghai, and I really wanted to report my name, brother. , See if Lord Dragon will give me a handy weapon!"
"Hahaha! Easy to say, easy to say! Even if the Dragon King doesn't look at the face of my former Donggong, he still has to indulge in the Yuxu Palace disciple who is now famous in the Three Realms!"
"Brother made a joke," Yang Jian wanted to make a joke, but was teased by Lu Chunyang's words, so he had to laugh twice and escape into the floating immortal boat.
Lu Chunyang laughed at the top of the mountain and watched Xianzhou go away, but his handsome face gradually became a little bitter, he sighed, and flew towards his sect.
This is the second time that Yang Jian has shuttled in the hinterland of Central China. From this journey, he also has a general understanding of the prosperity of the human race.
All mountains and rivers have martial arts;
Wherever there are plains, there are big cities.
There are flying figures everywhere, and there are loud voices near the big city, and the cloud road between the upper and lower reaches can be congested; even in the poor mountains and rivers with little spiritual energy, you can encounter batch after batch after flying. Ascetics.
Such a great world, such a grand base of ascetics, plus the prosperous luck of the human race...
The big Luo Jinxian in this world, in Yang Jian's eyes, is not too much, but there are still a few!
There must be many unborn characters, or hidden among the wild mountains and rivers, or swimming in the chaos, exploring their own roads.
The Twelve Commanders were also shocked by this prosperous scene, and they practiced unintentionally one by one, watching everywhere on the edge of the immortal boat.
Yang Jian didn't care about them, combing in his heart, how to calculate the heaven, how to find his own weapon.
The matter of heaven, at this time, should remain unchanged and respond to the ever-changing, waiting for the Jade Emperor to make some moves, he will see you again, and wait for the opportunity.
The weapon...but it will fall on the three-headed Bibo Jiao behind the dragon.
Although in the mouth of the Great Wu Ji, this alien species has disappeared, but in Yang Jian's view, there will be at least one end between heaven and earth, waiting for him to go and capture it.
But how can this poisonous flood turn into a spear?
He didn't understand the method of refining tools, and he didn't have the magical power to make everything.
After I couldn't find the three-headed Bibo Jiao, he pounced on it with a violent beating, until the dragon was convinced and willingly turned into a spear...
Such a weapon was given to him for nothing, and he did not dare to take it out against others!
Could it be that a certain part of the body of the three-headed Bibo Jiao is as long as a spear?
Yang Jian fluttered with thoughts, his mouth twitched...
After traveling for two days, Yang Jian came to the East China Sea Dragon Palace again.
He parked the Xianzhou on a deserted island, which happened to be the small island where he met Xiao Lan again, and asked the Twelve Commanders to retreat here, break the waterway, and head to the Crystal Palace.
When he came back this time, Yang Jian's treatment was obviously different, which was a far cry from the last time.
There is also a hundred miles of waterway away from the Dragon Palace. Just listen to the sound of a long horn ahead. More than a dozen dragons are playing in the sea, surrounding Yang Jian, escorting him to the gate of the Dragon Palace.
More than a hundred clam girls played music and danced on both sides, and many dragon girls and dragon girls rushed to greet them. The shrimp soldiers and crabs will not be counted, each with their teeth and claws, as if this dragon palace is a big pot for steaming crabs and boiling lobsters...
Prime Minister Turtle left the gate of the Dragon Palace and bowed his hand to Yang Jian, saying: "Congratulations, Daoist Yang, for your success in the magic!"
"Senior is polite."
Yang Jian felt a little awkward in his heart, but he just bowed his hands and said nothing, and entered the Dragon Palace with Prime Minister Turtle.
A figure flashed beside him, but Ao Ji leaned over and winked at Yang Jian.
"Where's Chan'er?" Yang Jian asked.
"I'm waiting for you in my aunt's hall, saying it's angry and hard to calm down. I want you to coax yourself." Ao Ji said with a smile.
Yang Jian couldn't help but smile, but he looked like Chan'er.
Prime Minister Turtle said: "According to the etiquette, I'd better meet your Majesty first..."
"Naturally, I still have something to ask for the Dragon King," Yang Jian agreed, and went to the main hall of the Dragon Palace with Prime Minister Turtle and Aoji.
A banquet has been prepared above the main hall, and all parties are present. Yang Jian sits above Aoji and below the Dragon King, just like an elder of Aoji.
After watching the singing and dancing, eating enough water and wine, Yang Jian saw that there was no one in the banquet, stood up, bowed his hand to the Dragon King, and said: "Your Majesty Dragon King, I have two things to ask for."
"Although speaking of it," Long Wangye was obviously in a very good mood, "you are not someone else, you don't have to be like this, just call it elder brother."
Ao Ji's face suddenly became the bottom of the pot, and there was a needle under his butt, sitting there constantly moving, but he didn't dare to say anything.
"Thank you eldest brother," Yang Jian was called by Ao Xinke's seniority, and it was not rude to sign the marriage certificate.
The East China Sea Dragon King smiled, nodded in agreement, and said: "Sit down and talk. One of those two things, is it asking for the poisonous dragon dragon ball for the Wu Clan?"
"Yes," Yang Jian nodded, "I was favored by the Witch Clan's great power in my early years, so I should pay it back."
"The poisonous dragon was wiped out by our clan a long time ago, and all its dragon have been destroyed," Donghai Dragon King said so, Yang Jian couldn't help but look a little sad.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea said again: "But that is also considered to be a bloodline of my clan after all. Even though I have done a lot of evil, I couldn't bear to cross the bloodline, so I placed a few three-headed blue wave dragon eggs in a remote world. , There should be three Bibo Jiao left in the world."
Yang Jian couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed his hand to the Dragon King of East China Sea, "Please tell me where the world is. I will get up and explore later."
"Don't worry about this. If you talk about hunting poison dragons, our clan has its own secret method."
"So, thank you eldest brother."
"You are welcome," asked the Dragon King of East China Sea. "The second thing, what about it?"
Yang Jian was a little bit unable to speak, but he still looked down and said, "I want to ask for a weapon. It is best to belong to the spear. The sword is not easy for me to use."
"Just so?"
"Yeah!" Yang Jian nodded, his expression solemn.
The Dragon King smiled and nodded and patted his palms. The mussel girls who were playing music stopped, and the Dragon King said, "I will accompany you on a trip myself, Prime Minister Turtle, order someone to clean the treasure house and open the door."
Prime Minister Turtle took the order, just turned around and walked two steps, then turned to look at the Dragon King, and asked, "Your Majesty~EbookFREE.me~ Which treasure house to open?"
This is also a bit particular.
There are many treasures in the Dragon Palace, and the monks in the world admire it.
If those famous disciples from Central China come to the Dragon Palace to ask for treasure, the Dragon King will let people take a few treasures and send them away.
If those great powers come to the Dragon Palace to ask for treasures, the Dragon King will naturally ask someone to bring in some treasures and let that person choose one, which is considered to give enough face to the power behind him.
But if some dragons who dare not commit crimes come to the Dragon Palace to hunt for treasure, the Dragon King sometimes needs to open the Dragon Palace treasure house and let people go in and choose.
But how can people take away the real treasure of the dragon?
Therefore, the treasure house in the Dragon Palace is divided into two places, the ‘ben’ and the ‘wai’. Only the word ‘wai’ is the treasure house that people from outside can enter.
When Prime Minister Turtle asked like this, he was naturally a little confused about which treasure house the Dragon King would open.
The Dragon King sullenly said: "I am the eldest brother of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian is my brother-in-law. Which treasure house do you think I should open?"
"This character, this character," Prime Minister Turtle nodded and bowed in response, ran out of the hall, and disappeared.
"Let's go," Dragon King took Yang Jian's arm forward, with a friendly gesture, but Yang Jian did not get bored.
The Dragon King said again: "Ao Ji, go and call your brothers to come together. It's rare to open a treasure house. You can also take some treasures."
Ao Ji was overjoyed, followed by Dragon King and Yang Jian, and told his brothers to rush to the treasure house.
Yang Jian was pulled out of the hall by the Dragon King, turned to the left, and entered the long and winding corridor.
Speaking of Longzi, Yang Jian suddenly remembered something, it was the encounter with the third prince Ao Bing of Donghai Longgong, who was reincarnated with Lingzhuzi Nezha...
The fifth is even more. Alas, Xiandao, regardless of Christmas, this holiday is full of code words.