Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth the night pot of the demon
The door of Jishi Palace was wide open, but it was shrouded in a magical fog, hazy and dreamy. The geniuses were on guard and did not dare to approach easily. Xia Mang "encouraged" a circle, but everyone turned a deaf ear. Instead, he received countless white looks and curses.
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Finally, regardless of the obstructions of Li Zhanye, Xue Lingjun and others, he took the lead and stepped into the door.
Inside the portal, the demonic mist filled the air and was very hazy. It was impossible to see clearly from the outside. After Xia Mang stepped in, he was also "submerged" by the black mist. There was only a vague figure, erratic and ghostly.
"What's inside?" someone shouted, calling to ask Xia Mang.
The others were also concentrating, staring closely at the vague door, their eyes bright, obviously nervous and curious about it, and they did not dare to blink for fear of missing something.
Even the Demon King behind him narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It seems to be a...pot." Perhaps because of the black mist, Xia Mang's voice became a little blurry and came faintly.
"Gourd?" Li Zhanye was stunned and muttered: "Is it a...gourd?"
People were stunned and looked at each other. Why was there a gourd in the Jishi Hall that had been dusty for a long time? Could this gourd be the so-called Jishi Taoist inheritance?
After the geniuses figured this out, their eyes suddenly became fiery.
gourd!
Everyone feels that this mysterious gourd is the key to this trip and is related to the inheritance of Jishi Palace!
"Gourd?" Behind the ninth level of the Heaven Pass, the Demon King was stunned when he heard this, and said to himself: "It shouldn't be..."
"Not a gourd!"
In the dark mist of the portal, Xia Mang's somewhat strange voice came again, "That's a...pot!"
"Pot?" The geniuses were stunned. This time they understood clearly, because Xia Mang's voice was much clearer. He said "pot", not the "gourd" of the gourd.
"What pot?" someone muttered, looking stunned.
"Ji Shi Palace, Ji Shi Dao, Ji Shi, Xuan Hu Ji Shi, Xuan Hu..." Xue Wushuang, who was born in the ancient land of desire demons, whispered, thinking with his eyes, "Is this what Xuan Hu Ji Shi means?"
The eyes of all the geniuses suddenly brightened. If Xue Wushuang's idea makes sense, it also proves that the "pot" in Xia Mang's mouth probably contains the inheritance of Jishi Taoism!
"Wrong, all wrong." Yin Luohan shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Yang Que, who was born in the Shenyang lineage of the Yin-Yang tribe, asked with a frown.
"There is a saying in the world that the hanging pot helps the world. Although it is a hanging pot, the hanging pot is not a real pot, but a gourd." Yin Luohan said: "Even if there is a pot, I'm afraid..."
People were silent and looked at each other. According to Yin Luohan, this speculation of hanging the pot to save the world is simply not feasible.
"What kind of hanging pot helps the world!" Xia Mang's voice came again, and his tone became even weirder. He even cursed, "This is a... chamber pot!"
"Chamber pot?!" All the geniuses were stunned. There would be a chamber pot in the dignified Jishi Palace?
At this time, the magic mist inside the portal of Jishi Palace suddenly surged, and a force flashed, and with a "swish" sound, Xia Mang was directly ejected.
Xia Mang landed at the gate of the ninth heaven. His figure was quite embarrassed. He stared at the portal where the magic mist surged, and the expression on his face was wonderful.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Li Zhanye squeezed over, pulled Xia Mang and asked, "Your Highness, what is going on inside?"
He and Xia Mang have a good relationship. The two of them even visited the Human Temple at night together. They seemed very casual and did not need to care about each other's identities.
"That's actually a chamber pot!" Xia Mang looked speechless. There was actually a chamber pot in the dusty Jishi Palace. This was so ridiculous, it was the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Is it really a chamber pot?!" All the geniuses were stunned.
"Could it be the chamber pot used by the former Taoist Master Ji Shi?" Li Zhaiye muttered in a low voice, whimsical.
After everyone heard this, they were all stunned. Someone murmured: "Could it be... It's really the chamber pot used by Master Jishi. He actually left the chamber pot in Jishi Palace. This is too..."
People were speechless.
"What do you think..." Li Zhanye started, he paused, and said with a smile: "Do you think that Master Jishi left the inheritance of Jishi Taoism in the chamber pot?"
"..."
People are completely sluggish.
This time, not to mention the geniuses present, even the onlookers from all directions were speechless, and the corners of their eyes couldn't help but twitch. This guess... is too bold, but if you think about it carefully, it is really possible!
"It can't be true, right?" Xue Wushuang shook his head, looking like he couldn't accept it.
"That would be too narrow-minded." Xia Shang smiled bitterly and said: "If this is really the case, then Taoist Master Jishi is really... maverick."
Taoist Jishi was once a mysterious and powerful man. His history can be traced back to the mythical age, at least 90,000 years of ancient history. Commenting on the character of Taoist Jishi is just speculation. What are the facts?
, no one can tell clearly.
Behind him, the Demon King was speechless, shook his head, and said to himself: "This really looks like that person's style."
Xia Mang stared at the door of Jishi Palace without blinking. In fact, ever since he was knocked out by the mysterious force, he had been staring at the door, as if he was afraid of missing something.
"Buzz!——"
At this time, there was sudden movement in the portal. The diffuse magic fog gradually dissipated and became thinner. Some things were vaguely visible, but the scene in the depths of Jishi Palace was still hazy, with thick black haze.
It was covered in fog and couldn't see clearly.
The outer black fog gradually became thinner, and people stared at it without blinking.
"Really...a chamber pot?!"
Someone shouted, looking in disbelief, because there was indeed a chamber pot-like object suspended inside the portal. It was green in color, like emerald, and looked like it was carefully carved by a craftsman, as if it were exquisite.
It's like a work of art and very delicate. If someone holds it in their hands, it will definitely be a treasure that they can't put down.
Unfortunately, this thing looks too much like a "chamber pot". If you really hold it in your hand, you will definitely feel uncomfortable.
"Much like a chamber pot."
Xia Mang nodded unconsciously, then touched his nose and said to himself: "It should... be a chamber pot..."
The geniuses were speechless and looked at each other with wry smiles, because they also felt that this was just a chamber pot, but the workmanship was more exquisite and detailed, but no matter how exquisite it was, it was still a chamber pot in the final analysis.
"The inheritance of Jishi Taoism is not really in this chamber pot, is it?" Someone muttered, feeling uneasy in his heart.
The rest of the people also looked very uncomfortable. They had fought and died along the way to get here. Could it be that they were fighting for this "chamber pot" in the end?
"It should be... no?" Xia Pan said, his tone full of uncertainty.
"I think so." The calm Nanzhao couldn't calm down anymore. The corner of his eye twitched fiercely, "We ended up fighting for a chamber pot. It's really... damn!"
Nanzhao was also driven into panic and couldn't help but use foul language.
Several women present also looked quite uncomfortable.
"I think... no one has ever used this chamber pot." Li Zhanyeqian said with a smile.
People were silent, knowing that this was purely self-consolation, but there was no way they could do it. They had come this far, and they couldn't go back. Even if it was really a chamber pot, they would still fight for it.
Because after all, this is related to the inheritance of Jishi Taoism!
"No need to guess, this is a chamber pot." Xia Mang said, "Besides, someone must have used it."
When all the geniuses heard this, they all stared, as if they couldn't bear it.
Even Xue Lingjun rolled his eyes, Xia Mang was tearing apart the last layer of fig leaf for everyone.
"You are the chamber pot, and your whole family is a chamber pot!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
People were stunned and said in astonishment: "Who is talking?"
All the geniuses were stunned. They all stared at the chamber pot with shocked expressions. A thought came to their minds: "There is a demon!"
Because the previous sound came from that chamber pot!