Take the Variety Ruyi Knife as an example, it can be compared to some of the lesser acquired spirit treasures, but its defensive power is not as good as this heavenly umbrella. Not to mention below the Taiyi Golden Wonderland, even the self-destruction of the Golden Wonderland powerhouse can blow up the Variety Wishful Knife, and it is still in a situation that cannot be repaired.
"Congratulations, Brother Yang, for having an acquired spirit treasure."
Ma Yun arched his hands and said that as the young master of the Ma family, there are a lot of acquired spirit treasures in his family. He does not lack at all, and with his current strength, he can't display the true level of acquired spirit treasures.
"Well, thank you for your humility."
Yang Fan also understood that if the Lord Lv and the others were willing, they would never get it.
"We should leave here first. I feel a large group of people flying towards here quickly in the distance."
Jian Wudi closed his eyes and sensed it, then opened his eyes and said, his kendo attainments are very high, and he can sense a little turmoil around him.
"Well, let’s head northwest. The last time I came in, I found a huge immortal tomb in a place far away. It should be a badly injured immortal king who died before his death. A tomb made by myself."
The preacher took out a dilapidated map with not many places marked on it. But according to the current position, it can be confirmed that the immortal mound is at least several thousand billion kilometers away from Yang Fan and his group. Even with the strength of the middle-aged escort, it will take more than a month to fly at full strength.
"What you said is true?"
Lu Ye's eyes lit up, there must be many treasures in the tomb of the fairy king.
The face of the middle-aged guard changed slightly, even if he entered, he might be in danger of falling.
"Young Master, don't go in, it's too dangerous."
No one knows what dangers are in the immortal mound. There is really an accident. He can't protect Ma Yun at all.
"I said senior, this is your fault. Although you say that the young master of your family is noble, but if you live in a seat belt environment all day, you will only be flowers in the greenhouse after all, and you can't stand the wind Yuda. Do you want to protect him for the rest of your life?"
"All of us casual cultivators have come here with difficulty, one step at a time. Are we still alive?"
Lu Ye pointed directly to the core, but the middle-aged guard was unmoved.
"I must go to this fairy mound."
Ma Yun's eyes revealed firmness, which the middle-aged guard had never seen in his young master.
The middle-aged guard named Shi Zijin, who used to be a casual repairman, was seriously injured and rescued by Ma Yun's father. Later, he chose to join the Ma family until Ma family became the top power in the lower continent. Shi Zijin followed Ma Yun's father for hundreds of thousands of years. From the original Mahayana period to the tenth level of the Golden Wonderland, Ma Yun's father contributed a lot. Therefore, Shi Zijin has always prioritized the interests of the Ma family. Gradually, he has become the confidant of Ma Yun's father. Recently, he was ordered to protect Ma Yun personally.
"Yes, but follow my instructions."
Ma Yun nodded.
Time flies quickly. The first night when Yang Fan and his party entered the ancient battlefield, the night came quickly. Flying at night was very dangerous. There were often fierce beasts in it, and he was very good at hiding his body.
The preacher chose to set up a defensive array on a higher mountain, with a trigger-type hidden array around it, and a slight change can be detected.
"Brother Yang, can you change the trick today? I always eat secret small burgers, I'm almost tired of eating."
It was the preacher who spoke. Since he met Yang Fan until now, he has eaten no less than 5,000, every meal, although it is delicious, but personally unable to eat.
"Brother Yang, don't listen to him. He is mine for half of the time, so in the next month and a half, these thousand burgers will be mine."
The Lord Lu was unhappy, and suddenly shouted.
"Fuck you, your donkey, what kind of meat you eat, go and eat your grass."
The two quarreled again.
Yang Fan was helpless, and it seemed abnormal that one person and one animal did not make a noise once. But to be honest, Yang Fan has been tired of cooking burgers for so long.
"Forget it, improve the food today and eat something you have never eaten before."
Lord Lv hesitated, but when he thought of Yang Fan every time he took out new food, the two of them couldn't eat.
"Okay, then try."
I saw Yang Fan took out a large stainless steel pot, the gas stove below was ignited, pour clean water, and then put various accessories into it one by one, followed by various dishes.
What potatoes, tofu, seafood feast, fish tofu, bean paste, lion head and so on.
Putting on the glass cover, Yang Fan lay down on the chair and waited.
"This... Brother Yang, is this over? Just wait for it to get familiar?"
In the eyes of Lvye, this is delicious food, six or seven smorgasbord, everything is poured into it, and I don't know how it tastes.
"Yes, we will eat this today. Don't look at it because they are mixed, but the taste is not ordinary. After you eat it, you will definitely pester me to cook again in the future."
The preacher looked suspicious. He didn't think that besides barbecue, there was nothing in this world that could be more delicious than a secret hamburger.
About ten minutes later, the water in the pot had boiled, and the secret sauce melted in the water and turned brown. A scent of chili peppers continued to be heard. Yang Fan even saw the donkey and the preacher. Drooled.
"I can't stand the smell, Taoist, I'll take the first bite later."
Taking advantage of the preacher's carelessness, Lord Lv wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and wiped his hand on his clothes.
"Why?"
The preacher's attention was always in the pot, and he didn't care about the little movements of the lord at all.
"A secret little hamburger of this month, it is said that the next one and a half months will be mine."
Puff and puff!
The ingredients in the pot continued to churn in the boiling water, and the throats of one person and one beast couldn't help but swallow.
"All right."
Yang Fan suddenly said, opening the lid of the pot, and the tangy fragrance confined in the pot poured into everyone's nose.
With a big wave of his hand, drinks and wine appeared on the table out of thin air. The preacher opened a bottle of white wine without thinking about it, and blew on the bottle.
After half a bottle of wine, he picked up the chopsticks and tried to pick up a piece, but he was interrupted by the lord.
"All said that the first piece is mine."
The lord picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Although it was very hot, the temperature was nothing to a true fairyland monk.
The meat entered his mouth, stimulating the taste buds of Lord Donkey, his eyes widened suddenly and his brows frowned.
"Strange, how does this meat feel a little weird?"
