She never expected that the Wood God's relic, known as the greatest treasure house in the Three Realms, would be quietly evacuated.
But, who can do it?
This did not happen overnight, this was a transportation work that began tens of thousands of years ago.
What's more, people are all selfish. Achi doesn't believe that someone would be willing to give so many top-notch heavenly weapons and rare treasures to others so casually.
It makes sense that one or two top-notch rare treasures would appear in the world.
But it doesn’t make sense that so many top-notch rare treasures are constantly appearing in the human world, and they are not involved in the Mu Shen’s legacy.
Achi said in surprise: "Your Majesty, it's impossible. Could it be that someone had already found the Youquan Pagoda tens of thousands of years ago?"
Hua Wuyou shook his head and said, "There should be no one."
Achidao: "Why did the collection in Youquan Pagoda end up in the world?"
Hua Wuyou said: "There is only one person who can do this."
Achidao: "Who?"
Hua Wuyou said calmly: "The male sky fox that is very rare in millions of years is guarding the wood god's treasure."
Achi understood and lost his voice: "Is the treasure-hunting sky fox dead?"
Hua Wuyou nodded and said: "Although I can't guess why Shi La Shi La did this, I can be sure that since sixty or seventy thousand years ago, he has been systematically removing the exotic treasures in Youquan Pagoda.
Send it to the human world.
Achi, I am telling you this because I want you to inform Emperor Xi and Emperor Yan about this matter.
They should have also guessed that the silver spear Jiuque was looking for was the Sky-Breaking Divine Spear, and they all wanted to get their hands on the Wood God's treasure.
I want them to know that the treasure of the Wood God is empty, so as to dispel their greed."
Achidao: "Why."
Hua Wuyou smiled and said: "Because I want to get the Youquan Pagoda. Although many of the treasures in the Youquan Pagoda have been lost to the world, these are only magic weapons used by cultivators.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Heaven-shaking Seal, and the Sky-Opening Axe, these three relics will never be released easily, and they should still be stored in the Youquan Pagoda."
Hua Wuyou did not tell Achi whether she wanted one of the three rare treasures or all three.
He suddenly closed the magic sound mirror.
With his handsome head tilted and a pair of clear eyes, he looked at a short, fat, bad old man who was setting up a stall on the street.
Next to the old man, there was a black and white bear sitting, munching on a pile of cabbage.
Hua Wuyou kept tilting her head and walked to the old storyteller's fortune-telling booth.
He said: "Old sir, I didn't expect to meet you here. Where is the girl from Xiaolou?"
The old storyteller didn't feel strange at all when he saw Hua Wuyou appearing in front of him.
He said angrily: "Don't you know where the small building is?"
Hua Wuyou chuckled and said, "The old man is joking, we haven't been apart for several months, how could I know the whereabouts of the small building."
The old storyteller snorted and said: "Young Master, what did you leave on Xiaolou? I'm too lazy to tell you clearly."
Hua Wuyou's smile disappeared instantly, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
He left a soul imprint on Yuan Xiaolou's body, allowing him to accurately sense Yuan Xiaolou's location.
He thought that Yuan Xiaolou and the old storyteller were together. Hua Wuyou would be surprised to see the old storyteller here today. He did not expect that Yuan Xiaolou and the old storyteller were actually separated.
Hua Wuyou didn't want to talk to the old storyteller about this anymore. After all, for someone as big as him, if it was revealed that he had imprinted his soul on a little girl's soul sea, wouldn't he be called a pervert?
So, Hua Wuyou laughed and said, "Old sir, it has been a few months since we last parted. I wonder how you are doing, old sir?"
The old storyteller rolled his eyes and said, "Are you blind? If I lived a good life, would I eat cabbage every meal?"
Hua Wuyou was stunned. Among the three realms, the only ones who dared to talk to him like this were the evil god and this bad old man.
If it were anyone else who dared to be so rude to him, he would have turned Qi into a scum long ago.
However, whether he was facing the old storyteller or the evil god, it was difficult for him to get angry. The old storyteller was still mumbling: "Young Master Hua, last time you followed me from Kunlun Mountain to Yumen Pass, and from Yumen Pass to Middle Earth,
I spent a lot of money on eating, drinking and having diarrhea. If it is convenient for you now, right?
Should I settle the meal and food expenses from last time?"
Hua Wuyou's eyes widened.
This old man is really poor and crazy. He directly asks himself for money. He is even more shameless than the evil god.
After all, the evil gods in the world want to make money, and they use the excuse of giving full-moon wine to Yun Yatou or Ghost Girl.
The old man didn't even show any shame and directly asked for food expenses.
You know, during that time, the old man didn't spend a penny. The food and drink expenses on the road, including the food and snacks in the big rice bucket, were all paid for by himself.
What kind of dignity does this guy have, asking for food money from him? Seeing Hua Wuyou's dumbfounded look, the old storyteller sighed and said, "Young Master Hua just bought a piece of cloth, and it cost fifty taels of gold.
I can’t even afford the food expenses for these three melons and two dates. I’m really unhappy.
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Hua Wuyou's expression gradually changed from stunned to serious.
He had been chatting with Miss Achi for a long time and turned two streets.
But this fat old man knew that he spent fifty taels of silver to buy a piece of cloth two streets away.
How is this possible?
If it was deduced through divination, that would be fine.
It would be the scariest thing if the fat old man stalked him quietly and saw him in the dark.
Hua Wuyou was in the realm of Sumeru. He was being followed without realizing it. Hua Wuyou felt a chill down his back just thinking about it.
When Hua Wuyou's eyes gradually became sharper, the old storyteller spoke again: "The Wangqinghai is already chaotic enough, so there's no need for Hua Gong to add to the chaos."
Hua Wuyou was now sure that every move he made was under the surveillance of the other party.
He said calmly: "Are you spying on me? Old gentleman, I respect you very much, but you make me very angry now. Don't think that because you are Xiaolou's grandfather, I won't kill you."
The old storyteller smiled and said: "Many people want to kill me, but I am still alive and well.
If I am not mistaken, what Mr. Hua wants is not the things in the Youquan Pagoda at all, but the bead on the Youquan Pagoda.
Young Master, please listen to my advice. You are not qualified to get your hands on that bead now. If you really go to the Sea of Forgetfulness this time, you will never come back."
Hua Wuyou's expression became extremely serious. He said, "I'm going to forget the love sea and it will be a big disaster. Did you deduce it using the divine calculation of Tiangang?"