Ning Xiaochuan took the beast skin with a doubtful look, glanced at the animal skin, exclaimed, and said: "The map of the burial mountain"
"Yes, this is the animal skin map passed down from the ancients. It has a history of tens of thousands of years and the value of the city. It records the landform characteristics of the funeral mountain, marked some of the coordinates of the densely dense land.
There was a turmoil in Jiuzhengjiang. This animal skin map was divided into nine. What you held in your hands was one -nine -third of the maps. Few people could recognize that this was a map of the funeral mountain.
I recognize its origin. In this case, you really have a chance to. "
The face of the monk's face was a little surprised, and the eyes of Ning Xiaochuan also changed, as if watching a natural wizard.
"There is no nonsense on the‘ Map of Funeral Mountain, five words. "Ning Xiaochuan's anger.
On the top of the tattered beast skin, the word "Map of the Mountains of Funeral God" is really written.
"Is there? I can't see it at all."
The big monk's face is stronger, grabbing the beast skin map, and put the eyes on top of the beast skin. After looking at it for a long time, the beast skin was finally put down, which means that this should be said: "This should be said:" This should be said: "This should be said:" This should be said: "This should be said:" This should be said: "This should be said:" This should be said: "This should be said.
It is the legendary word -free heavenly book. Only when the real person is real, can you see the text above. What ordinary people can see will only be blank. "
Ning Xiaochuan believes that his words are strange, and some impatiently said: "What are you going to?"
The monk thought for a long time, as if making a major decision, saying: "Young people, I think you have a great fate with this picture. I decided to sell this picture of the city to you.
You bring this picture into the burial mountain, maybe you can find the gods left by the Purple Golden Lord, and become the great hero who saves the life and Li Min.
With a firm belief in his eyes, it seems really optimistic about Ning Xiaochuan.
Ning Xiaochuan's eyes shrank, and said, "Sell me?"
The monk nodded, and said, "Yes, who told you that you are so fate with this picture. You know, not long ago, the powerful strong of the Lei tribe," Lei Ao
I want to spend a lot of money to sell this nineth of the nineths of the residual maps. However, they have no chance to the residual map. Even if they spend millions of mysterious stones at a high price, the old man is not sold to them.
The price of 100,000 Xuanshi, this residual picture will belong to you ... eh ... don't go, don't go, 80,000 Xuanshi can also ... really can't do 50,000 Xuanshi ... the price can be discussed "
Ning Xiaochuan rushed towards the upper reaches of the ghost river, and didn't want to continue the ink with that monk at all.
He has seen this kind of scam money
A monk no longer chants the Buddha, but ran out to sell the map to scam money. Is he really a monk?
The monk did not give up, and chased it again, saying: "There are thousands of forks in life, but there is only one way to make you rich and noble. Once you miss it, it will be difficult to encounter in the future.
Don't think about it, how about 30,000 Xuanshi?
Ning Xiaochuan just took his own way, and he ignored what he meant at all.
The monk continued: "Actually, with the great fate of you and this residual picture, I should have given it to you, and I will not take it. But ... but the temple has been in disrepair for a long time, the incense is not full, and the door has been insects.
The buddha statue has been dropped, and even the incense burner is begged by a beggar without a conscience.
Golden body "
Talking, the monk has a somewhat tears, sincere words, and honest eyes.
Ning Xiaochuan stopped again.
The hearts of the monk suddenly were happy, and the tearful eyes said: "The master, have you planned to buy a disabled picture?"
Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "The incense of the Buddha's door is not strong, I am too lazy to control it. The Buddha statue has nothing to do with me. The incense burner is stolen by a beggar. I am absolutely impossible to buy, but I have a few questions to ask the master. "
After hearing this, the monk suddenly turned his eyes and stuffed the residual map back to his arms. "First of all, I am a serious monk, the method of ↑ ↑ 干 干 ↑ ↑ ↑ ↑ ↑. The green bamboo in the temple reads the Buddhist scriptures, and sometimes I also like to communicate all things with their own spiritual qi, talk to the sun and the moon, talk to the grass and trees, and sing with flying crows. I usually eat a small amount of fishy fishy. I will eat a small amount of fishy fishy. The personal situation is probably these. If there are no other problems, then the old man will go first, and you have to find the next person. "
Ning Xiaochuan called: "Master Tan Qian, I don't want to ask your legal number and personal hobbies, I want to ask you a few very serious questions. Every question, I am willing to have a hundred mysterious stones."
As soon as the monk of Tan Qian heard, his eyebrows flew up, and immediately returned back. His hands folded together, and he was stunned at Ning Xiaochuan with his hands. He smiled like Maitreya Buddha. What kind of question, despite asking, the old man must know that there is no end to it. "
Ning Xiaochuan's heart, as a monk monk, can reach this level, completely refresh his awareness of the monk.
Ning Xiaogawa said: "How far is it from Jiuyi Xinjiang?"
The monk Tan Qian laughed: "This is located in the north of Jiuzhe Xinjiang, but a dangerous desert territory in the north.
Ning Xiaochuan nodded, and asked, "What's the matter with the burial mountain? Is the Lei and Xuan Qingguan's martial arts forces in Jiuzhe Xinjiang?"
"Do not worry about the answer to the question, one question, one question. First, talk about the burial mountain."
The monk Tan Qian said: "The burial mountain, rumors are the grave of the Zijin Emperor. The Zijin Emperor is the existence of the second god level. The second god level has become the character in myths and legends. Every million years, it may not be able to produce one. "
"The Zijin Emperor is a character with great legend. In ancient times, he once unified the entire northern Xinjiang with his own strength and established the Zijin dynasty with a history of 60,000 years."
"Unfortunately, after the death of the Emperor Zijin, he did not last for several generations, and the Zijin dynasty split. After the endless years, the descendants of the royal family were completely extinct. Everything in the Zijin dynasty disappeared into the long river of time, and it turned into history completely."
"However, there is a funeral mountain in the world. It is said that it is the grave of the Zijin Emperor. Recently, I do n’t know what happened in this great wasteland. . ""
"After the news was passed to Jiuzhengjiang, it immediately caused a sensation. All the major forces sent masters to find the funeral mountains, trying to enter the mountain, looking for the gods left by the purple prince."
"The Lei tribe is the famous family of Jiuyi Xinjiang. The master of the tribe is like Yun, which has inherited for nearly 3,000 years. Xuan Qingguan is a branch of Daomen. The existence of the gone. "
Ning Xiaochuan carefully stared at the baldness of the monk Tan Qian, and said: "There is a Buddhist monk in Jiuzhe Xinjiang, but it is beyond my expectation."
The monk of Tan Qian was bitter, and said: "Nine -钺 Xinjiang is actually a human civilization managed by Daomen. Taoism is prosperous, and the Buddhist gate is withered. The old man is the messenger sent by the Buddha to preach in Jiuzhengjiang. Unfortunately It has been deeply rooted, and the Buddhist monks can not be accommodated at all. Whenever they are bullied and humiliated by Wu Xiu and Dao Xiu, they can only swallow the sound. Hey, it seems that the Buddha's face, otherwise you will buy this disabled map to buy it. "?"
"Xing" Ning Xiaochuan Road.
The monk of Tan Qian, said: "Really?"
Ning Xiaochuan nodded, and said, "However, 30,000 Xuanshi did not, I can only produce a hundred mysterious stones."
Ning Xiaochuan still has some feelings for Buddhist culture. Although he knows that the monk of Tan Gan is likely to be deceiving his mysterious stone, he still decided to spend a hundred mysterious stones to buy the disabled picture.
"One Hundred Xuanshi"
Tan Qian's monk's face was like bitter gourd, his teeth bite "噜", and after a while, he said: "Okay, one hundred mysterious stones are 100 mysterious stones." Give you it. "
Ning Xiaochuan previously asked the four questions of the monk of Tanqian, which was four hundred Xuanshi. In addition, the 100 Xuanshi of the purchase of the residual map was a total of 500 Xuanshi
Ning Xiaochuan handed over the five hundred Xuanshi to the monk of Tan Gan, turned away, and rushed towards the upper reaches of the ghost River.
Originally, he didn't want that residual picture, but since he spent money to buy it, he still collected the residual map and threw it into the Qiankun cloth bag.
Monk Tan Qian stared at Ning Xiaochuan's figure gradually away. On the fat face, he finally showed a consecutive smile. But it ’s not a decimal. I ca n’t save so much for a few years. After answering four questions, I earned 400 mysterious stones, and my mystery was too easy to make it.”
"What's more outrageous is that I spent five beasts to buy the beasts I bought from the stall. He really spent a hundred Xuanshi buy it. Just a turn, I made thousands of times. He is really idiot. The real burial mountain map, let alone a hundred mysterious stones, one million Xuanshi will definitely not be able to buy it. "
The monk Tan Qian laughed and walked into the mountains and forests. He was in a good mood.
Ning Xiaochuan began his body, and ran to the upstream of the ghost river quickly to turn into a colorful lit.
He was just curious about the burial mountain, and he never thought of going to the treasure hunt.
Just kidding, it is the cemetery of the second god. It is absolutely extremely dangerous. If there is no map, it breaks in, and it must be dead.
He is only worried about Yu Ningsheng now, and he intends to rush to the black mist ghost to find her.