Fix your sister's fairy

The quiet room is not big, the surrounding is full of red candles, the faint candlelight is not enough to illuminate the entire quiet room, a large number of corners are gloomy, Mo Yi sat in the middle of the quiet room, the purple incense burner next to it slowly rose green smoke, a strange fragrance filled the space, just a puff made him restless, this is a sign of gluttonous spiritual roots.

"Drunken Dragon Incense, good thing, this thing is usually used for Wuxiang monks to comprehend the nature of heaven and earth, one is worth 10,000 gold, and now I will burn it for you to smell and play?" If the blood sword has a face, it will probably have the two big characters of Qiu Fu written on it.

Poor and extravagant, these four words perfectly show the style of the Yongle Immortal Emperor back then, Mo Yi sitting in the soft collapse can fully imagine that he is today's Yongle Immortal Emperor lying in the soft collapse with beauty, drunk dragon fragrance slightly drunk, good wine in the left hand and beauty in the right hand, between the dragon and the phoenix, only waiting for the palace maid to offer the heavy treasure in the attic.

Tut-tut, Mo Yi didn't move his buttocks, and I don't know if there are any descendants of the Yongle Immortal Emperor left on this soft collapse after washing... Thinking about it, it is not unreasonable to say that the folk legend of Yongle Immortal Emperor Night Emperor Three Thousand Women is not unreasonable, this style of life is simply enviable... Disgraceful~!

"You say, after such a long time, how many heavy treasures can be brought out of this purple gold treasury. Mo Yi took a deep breath of drunken dragon incense and refreshed himself and chatted with the blood sword: "Magic weapons such as armor and martial arts will decay and disappear after a long time, and the same is true for heaven and earth treasures, this purple gold treasury has been abandoned for I don't know how many thousands of years before we came, could it be that most of the treasury is now a handful of loess-?"

"If the inferior goods are broken, they will be broken, but it's a pity, the real good treasures can shine after you bury them in the dung pit for thousands of years. -" said the Blood Sword.

"Sounds a bit fake, you're a good baby, why don't I bury you in a manure pit?"

"Roll the calves. The joy of the blood sword being stepped on by Mo Yi is not anger either: "The inferior goods will be weathered and decayed, but the spirit stone will not, you and I have seen the spirit stone sea in the human number building, although those spirit stone treasures are extremely valuable, but in this purple gold treasury, it can only be regarded as inferior products, if you want me to see the real good things should be hidden in the "forbidden" brand pavilion." "

"Forbidden Mansion, why don't we let the corpse puppet take a few of the things out to play?" Mo Yi thought.

"If Your Majesty wants to enter the forbidden attic, the Elder Pavilion will jointly grant it, and only then can the ban on the forbidden attic be opened based on the jade seal of the country and the dragon qi of the country. Behind Mo Yi, the woman's cold voice sounded without any emotion.

Mo Yi subconsciously grabbed the Blood Sword, the sword edge was slightly exposed, the red candle in the entire quiet room swayed, the sword intent was swaying, and the corpse puppet palace maid stood silently behind him, with a layer of unchanged stiff smile on the corner of her mouth under the candlelight.

"When did you touch my back. Mo Yi felt cold all over, and even the Blood Sword didn't say a word, because even he didn't notice the approach of the corpse puppet palace maid.

This purple gold treasury is really weird, even if he knows that the corpse puppet palace maid is extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to be extraordinary to this realm, and quietly concealed his and the senses of the blood sword and stuck to a place less than a meter behind him. It can be imagined how frightened it would have been if those thieves who had broken into the treasury had the courage to successfully enter here, and before they could make any moves, there was a corpse puppet with a smile on their faces, and how horrified they would have been when they looked back and saw that cold smile.

"Your Majesty is frightened, and the pleads. The corpse puppet palace maid knelt down one by one, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and the ceremony was done, but Mo Yi didn't feel the slightest emotion of pleading guilt from her, but this time he turned around and noticed the two wooden boxes visited by the palace maid.

"Something brought?" Mo Yi's eyes lit up, he didn't make any moves, and the bloody sword on the side pounced directly on a box on the right.

"Dragon Slayer! Uncle, I finally have a knife sharpening beauty. The blade of the bloody sword lifted the lid of the wooden box, and there was a dark black rectangular stone three inches wide and a foot long lying inside, and the light of the dim red candle could not refract on it, as if the light was "cut off" when it touched the stone, and could not fall on it in the slightest.

The dragon slaying platform, the treasure that the world's sword cultivators dream of, the indispensable treasure for condensing the peerless flying sword, a thumb-sized dragon slaying platform is enough to grind out a divine sword that has been handed down to the present day, but now it is placed in the wooden box and is three inches wide and one foot long, and the dragon slaying platform of this size is not afraid that it will not be able to grind the divine sword, but it is afraid that the divine sword will be broken.

But Mo also knew that the dragon slaying platform in front of him was only the smallest piece in the Zijin Treasury, and the last time he and the Blood Sword entered the herringbone attic, there was a dragon slaying platform several meters high hidden in the depths of the spirit stone sea!

"commits for a while, and the people of the province are worried about the things that are put away. Mo Yi picked up another wooden box beside the palace maid who knelt down.

"Who dares to worry about Uncle Ben's treasure, Uncle Ben killed his entire family and ancestors for eighteen generations!" The Blood Sword was as full of sword energy as a cow protecting a calf, and he carefully received the dragon slaying platform into the storage space of his sword hilt.

Mo Yi ignored the excitement of the blood sword, just looked at the palace maid and asked, "What is in the box in my hand?" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!)

"Back to Your Majesty, the box is the true dragon soul. The palace maid looked up and replied.

Mo Yi's fingers holding the box tightened slightly, the pupils of his eyes dilated, and even the excited blood sword on the side froze and looked at the box in Mo Yi's hand: "There really is... The Yongle Immortal Emperor was really awesome back then, and he got a rare thing in the world, such as the true dragon soul, so why don't that guy really mobilize the power of the world to let all the heroes of the immortal cultivation world slaughter a real dragon for him?"

"True Dragon Soul, but the True Dragon Soul I thought?" Mo also asked more worried about the possibility of the same name of the fetish.

"The true dragon soul, in the Yongle Dynasty Xin Chou year, Taoyue, the Broken Dragon Mountain Range hunting the sky dragon and obtained, the first emperor regarded it as auspicious, so he called out 30,000 extreme monks to hunt, and the 20,000 89 finally suppressed with the hidden objects of the forbidden building "land", and pumped the dragon soul to collect the treasury. The palace maid mechanically told the origin of the artifact in the wooden box.

The Blood Sword explained in a low voice: "This corpse puppet is half-ancient and half-white, which specifically means that they found a true dragon falling from the sky in a mountain range in the peach moon of the year of the Yongle Dynasty, but the one who was not dead left a breath, and was killed by them using the tactics of the sea of people, and finally used some kind of hidden object in the forbidden building to kill him... There is one thing to say, it's a bit fake, it's very fake that something like a real dragon can be hunted by people, and she also said that this dragon fell from the fairy world. "

It is not difficult for the ultimate monk to understand, one step above the extreme is immortal, one step back is mortal cultivation, and the ultimate mortal cultivation is no phase. 30,000 people hunt the real dragon without a phase, what a big stroke, Mo Yi can hardly imagine the costumes of that dragon slaying battle, but he is a little confused that it is normal for the dragon to fall from the sky and see it as auspicious, but what kind of trouble is it for you, the Yongle Immortal Emperor, to say that it is auspicious to launch the world to slay the dragon after the hand?

"Heavenly Dragon?" Mo Yi chewed on these four words.

"The skyfall is extremely immortal, and the black words in the past mean the true dragon that fell from the fairy world. Blood Sword explained.

"The fairy world is the fairy world again. Mo Yi's eyes swept over, but when he looked at the wooden box again, his face recovered, and he looked at the blood sword and said, "You are well-informed, help me inspect the goods?"

"Check a fart, what do you think I've seen a real dragon soul look like? I haven't seen a few real dragons, this kind of thing is definitely suppressed in some kind of medium artifact, you really think that when you open the wooden box, there is a dragon's soul lying inside. The blade of the Blood Sword lightly touched the gap in the wooden box, and then opened the wooden box with a twist.

Mo Yi looked into the wooden box, only to see a strangely shaped black metal lying in it, he didn't react yet, but the blood sword gasped and exclaimed: "Grass, Yongle Immortal Emperor is really here!"

The dragon is also a worm, soft and riding, but there is a reverse scale ruler under its throat, if a person has a baby, he will kill.

The contents of the wooden box are the dragon's reverse scale four.