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"Fan Daoyou can actually invite Qin Daoyou, it seems that there is nothing to worry about during this trip."

The scholar in Qingshan smiled kindly to Qin Sang.

Qin Sang's expression slowed down, and he said, "Friend Daoist is utterly complimented, and Qin still doesn't know what Daoist Fan asked me to do. He hasn't agreed yet."

The chunky monk continued to say, "You might as well wait a moment for Daoist Qin to enter the island, and when the other Daoists arrive, I will explain the ins and outs clearly. As long as the Daoist agrees, the conditions promised to the Daoist will be fulfilled."

Qin Sang thought for a while, Yu Jian flew over, his eyes gleaming, and he was sure that there was nothing strange on the island, so he fell on a reef, keeping a distance from them.

Qingshan scholars exchanged a few words with Qin Sang, and when Qin Sang looked cold, they stopped talking too much.

After waiting for a while, three people arrived one after another, all of them were the monks I had seen in the city.

Qin Sang looked on coldly and found that these people were the best among the cultivators in the early stage of pill formation.

"Fan Daoyou, inviting so many of us over, what the **** is going on, can I say now?"

It was already night, and someone asked impatiently.

The chunky monk laughed with him and said, "Don't worry, Daoist Qian, there is another Daoist who hasn't arrived, so he should come right away. Fan will definitely not sell the gates at that time, and make it clear without reservation."

While talking, a blue rainbow suddenly flew in the distance, and stopped outside the island, revealing the figure of a thin old man.

"Friend Wan Dao is here!"

The chunky monk looked overjoyed, and as soon as he greeted him, he suddenly heard the thin old man yelling, "Fan, you said you invited me over to hunt for treasures, and now so many people are gathered here and lie in ambush. What does it mean?"

The chunky monk explained repeatedly that the thin old man flew up suspiciously.

At this time, seven cultivators of the Alchemy Stage had gathered on the island, and they could form a small trade fair. Everyone looked at the chunky monk, and they were very curious about what he wanted to do.

Needless to think about it, the chunky monk must have paid a great price for touching so many people. He said that he had to be worthy of these rewards for the things he said.

The chunky monk gave a light cough, did not sell it, and said solemnly: "Fan invites you to come over today because I want you to help me break a restriction."

"Prohibition?"

"What prohibition?"

"Is it an ancient ban? Is there a legendary ancient secret realm in the monster sea that was discovered by a fellow Taoist?"

"Where is it?"

...

For a while, everyone was aroused by the chunky monk and asked repeatedly.

Even the skinny old man who had been sullen and gloomy showed an expression of excitement.

After the monks of the two races marched into the Monster Sea, due to the power of the Monster Race, they began to be almost destroyed by the beast tide on the Great Desert Island and the Tianwu Island. , The legendary ancient mystery has never been discovered in the monster sea.

Some people suspect that before the discovery of the monster sea, this place may have always been the world of monsters, no immortal cultivators have been active, because of this there are no traces of ancient cultivators.

Hearing that the chunky monk actually asked someone to break the restriction, everyone was surprised and interested.

The chunky monk waved his hands again and again: "You fellow daoists have misunderstood, it is not an ancient secret realm. Fan suspects that it is a cave mansion of a senior monk..."

"Senior monk's cave house?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The thin old man sneered: "This kind of temporary cave is everywhere. Who would be so stupid to put something good in it, so you are not afraid of being empty and happy?"

The Confucian scholar in Qingshan frowned and thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "The Daoist is willing to pay such a high price to invite us to take action. You should have noticed something? I don't know which predecessor's Dongfu?"

The chunky monk nodded and said: "You are not going to hide it, there are actually three levels of prohibition in the Dongfu. I think about it, only to crack two of them, but the third level can't be shaken no matter how much I try. I wanted to come back and ask friends for help. When this happened, they were all trapped in Huntian Island and could not get out. They had to make the best move and take advantage of the market opening opportunity to invite everyone to help. And even if only the two-tier restrictions were opened, something was found below, proving the cave. The identity of the owner may be no trivial matter. At the risk of bankruptcy, I want to make a bet."

The thin old man sneered, "Who the **** is the master of the cave? Fan Daoyou is mysterious, is it because a certain Yuan Ying ancestor failed?"

The skinny old man's laughter became weaker and weaker because he found that the chunky monk looked at him strangely, his face stiffened, and his face was unbelievable, "Is this Yuan Ying Dongfu?"

"It's hard to say."

The chunky monk shook his head and said, "Zai Xia believes that there are still some methods that can make me rack my brains and can't shake the slightest restriction. At least it is a method that Jin Dan Peak can have. Moreover, I found something from the cave in Xia..."

With that, the chunky monk took out a rotten fish skin.

The fish skin was obviously corroded very badly, and it seemed that a piece of it could be pulled off with a light touch ~www.readwn.com~ It was originally covered with tight scales, but it was also mottled and dropped a lot.

Seeing this barely formed fish skin, everyone's complexion changed.

"This is..."

The scholar in Qingshan swallowed and spit, his voice trembled, "The animal skin of the Great Demon in the Transformation Period?"

Qin Sang also stared at the fish skin, even though it was rotten, there was still the breath of the great demon before his death, which was heart palpitating. This kind of instinctive shock and oppression, Qin Sang has only felt in Yuan Ying Patriarch!

The skin of the Great Demon in the Transformation Period!

He saw it for the first time in his life.

Everyone was shocked to aphasia, staring at the fish skin blankly.

The chunky monk nodded, "You must have noticed that this animal skin is what I found in the cave. Fan was ecstatic at the time, but unexpectedly there were only simple restrictions on the animal skins, which have long been invalidated for a long time. , And the skins of the Great Demon in the Transformation Period cannot escape the erosion of time. You should understand how terrible the Great Demon in Transformation Period is. Such a large animal skin, even the ancestor Yuan Ying, will treat it as a treasure. On the other hand, dare With such careless treatment, only Yuanying Patriarch has this courage."

The animal skin is rotten and useless.

The chunky monk handed it to a person next to him, and everyone took turns.

When it was Qin Sang's turn, he held it in his hand and stroked the animal skin carefully. The living big demon in Transformation Period, he had seen it in Xiaohan Territory, and it was the first time he had seen him dead.

Animal skins are not fake, and no one can imitate this unique breath.

The chunky monk said solemnly: "You can trust Fan now, right?"

The skinny old man reluctantly returned the animal skins to the chunky monk, and tentatively asked: "There are even the animal skins of the Great Demon in the Transformation Period. It seems that fellow Daoists must have gained a lot of benefits, right? Rotten like animal skins, why not let us open our eyes?"