Chapter 1057

The bedroom of the Reverend Tibetans is a little exaggerated, and the decoration is also very distinctive. It is mainly made of spirit wood and stone. The furniture is made of spirit wood, and the walls and floor tiles are made of spirit stone. As soon as you enter the house, you can feel abundant spirit, which is suitable for rest and practice. Some distinctive sculptures, calligraphy and painting works of art also highlight the taste of the owner, with a low-key atmosphere of luxury.

The golden house in Xunxian palace is only vulgar except for the function of a mirror. It can't be compared with here.

Tang Zixian liked it at a glance: "husband, this will be our bedroom in the future."

Ning Tao said, "this is the bedroom of the Tibetans. Isn't it a little inappropriate?"

Tang Zixian said, "isn't the fairy seeking palace of sister Xun Xian also the bedroom of Yingren? Why isn't it suitable here? And the worshippers of underground Tibet usually live in the Lingyu palace of Lingyu, which is empty. At most, it is the cover of underground palace treasures."

Ning Tao smiled: "if you like it, I'll be your bedroom. It's called Yin Moon Palace."

Tang Zixian gave Ning Tao a ten thousand blessing gift: "my concubine, thank the Immortal King longen."

Ning Tao couldn't hold back this time and waved and patted it.

A snap.

Rippling.

This slap also provoked the Yin Moon Fairy. He plunged his head into his arms and circled his neck

The treasure hunt car started.

The lights come on.

The wheels started to move.

The spirit wood table is crooked.

The lingmu chair fell to the ground.

The quilt on the table broke to the ground.

The carved screen was also overturned to the ground.

The car is so good that I can't help but step on the accelerator.

Across mountains and rivers.

What is the happiest thing in life?

Is to drive the best car and take the most muddy road.

Li Tianhao leads a large group of immortals out of the underground palace treasure. Li Tianhao also holds an account book in his hand, which is to report the number of money and spiritual objects in the underground palace treasure to Ning Tao.

He is a new official. He is full of enthusiasm and energy. He wants to prove to Ning Tao that there is nothing wrong with letting him manage the city of Tibet. He can manage the city of Tibet well and help Ning Tao become a sage in the fairy world!

However, after he explained his intention, Jin Zang, lying at the door, said slowly, "my master is not free. Come back tomorrow morning."

Zhi Xianer: "

This is a ladle of cold water!

He had a lot of ideas in his mind and wanted to tell the fairy king that the destruction of the underground Tibetan gate was waiting for prosperity. It was just when the fairy King needed to deal with the government. How could he come back tomorrow morning?

Then he heard some unspeakable voices.

He suddenly understood.

The immortal who came with him slipped away in twos and threes.

Zhixian'er sighed and walked away with the account book. After walking for dozens of steps, a sentence came out: "all waste is waiting for fun, all waste is waiting for fun, you have to sit a virtuous King... Alas!"

Chen jinzang raised a pair of front paws and covered his ears. His furry face was an expression of lovelessness.

The night is getting dark.

The car stopped.

Ning Tao came out of the cab and looked at a picture on the wall. His sight and mind were immediately attracted by the picture.

The picture shows a fairy catcher.

The head could not be seen in the clouds, only part of the upper body and a pair of Optimus Prime's terrible feet. At its feet, a big mountain was flattened. In its hands, it holds many immortals. Some can see their heads, while others can only see one foot. In the air, someone is falling, as if it caught more than once and fell through its fingers.

This painting is very realistic, not inferior to those realistic oil paintings on earth.

In the lower left corner of the painting, there is a sentence: the God of nothingness.

God without coming?

Ning Tao was curious: "Zixian, look at that picture. It says that there is no God. What do you think?"

Tang Zixian: "well..."

"Huh?"

"Hmm..." Tang Zixian didn't even want to open her eyes. It was still a lazy nasal sound.

Ning Tao couldn't help smiling bitterly.

Guan Gong plays with a big knife in front of him. Is there anyone who won't be cut?

He came down from his natural bed and thought about it. The Dujie suit flew to him one by one. Wearing a Yin silk sky covering hat, wearing a mud spirit blue cloud clothes, and stepping on lotus root silk cloud shoes, he was so handsome.

He came slowly under the wall, carefully observed the painting, and thought about the meaning of the word "God without coming".

The word "God" can be removed without thinking. It means a God.

The key point is the word "Wulai".

No, No.

Come on

After pondering over and over, a flash of light suddenly flashed through Ning Tao's mind for a time: "no source, isn't it? It can also be understood as not knowing where it comes from? Since there is no source, I don't know where it comes from, does it fall from the sky?"

Maybe that's the explanation.

But there is no evidence to prove it.

The Reverend Tibetans also died. I don't even know who painted this painting.

But just then, Tang Zixian's voice came from behind: "husband, I remember!"

Ning Tao put away his thoughts and turned away. Tang Zixian, who was lying dead just now, was full of energy and an excited smile on her face.

"What do you think of?" Ning Tao walked to her and asked.

Tang Zixian said, "I remember where the artifact of my ancestors was."

"Artifact..." It wasn't the word originally. Ning Tao changed a word.

Tang Zixian obviously knew what Ning Tao was talking about. She nodded her head and then pointed to the ceiling.

Ning Tao looked up at the ceiling, suddenly understood something, and tried to say, "madam, what you said is..."

"Holy mountain." Tang Zixian said.

Ning Tao couldn't help frowning: "it's very dangerous during the day. The sacred mountain is in the sky. Once it goes up, there's no hiding place, which is even more dangerous. I've fought with the immortal hunter, and I probably can beat it a hair."

Tang Zixian gave Tang Zixian a white eye.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly: "what I said for my husband is true."

Tang Zixian came over with another white eye: "I'll take my concubine as true."

Ning Tao: "

Tang Zixian said, "there is the temple of my ancestors on the sacred mountain, and the artifact is in the temple. But even if I know where to hide it, I can't get it back."

"Why?"

Tang Zixian said, "the sacred mountain is not a God. I'm not even a fairy now, let alone a God. In the future, if my husband becomes a real God and goes to the sacred mountain, my husband will go to the temple of my ancestors to find the artifact. With the artifact, my concubine can give birth to a dragon for my husband."

Ning Tao's heart moved: "that artifact still has this magic power?"

Tang Zixian smiled: "didn't I tell you what the artifact is? You've seen it, of course."

Of course Ning Tao has seen it, but no matter how he mends his brain, he can't make up the connection between her birth and the artifact. And such things are not easy to ask. Let's wait for the answer to be revealed in the future.

"Husband, you seem to have asked me something just now?" Peng Zixiang just remembered.

Ning Tao pointed to the painting on the wall: "that's the painting. It says the God of nothingness. Now that you have recovered your memory, do you know anything?"

Tang Zixian looked at the immortals in the painting, and then looked at the immortals in the painting. After thinking for a while, she shook her head.

Ning Tao was a little disappointed, but he also felt it was a normal situation. The di Zang Venerable Master must know the origin of this painting, but the painting also says the God of no origin, which shows that the di Zang Venerable Master doesn't know the origin of the immortal hunter, so it's not surprising that she doesn't know.

There was a strange feeling in his heart about the destruction of Linggu era and the appearance of the fairy world. I don't know why, he always feels that all this is led by a line that connects things and individuals. But no matter how he combed and thought, he couldn't find the end of the line.

Wait

"None?" Ning Tao's eyes fell on the "None" character of the four characters in the picture again. For a moment, he seemed to touch something and had a feeling of grasping the end of the thread. However, the feeling of this flash of light was so fast that he disappeared before he could feel it more, let alone grasp it.

He stared at the word "None" and didn't move for half a sound.

"Husband, what are you staring at?" Tang Zixian said curiously.

I thought that the immortal who had never seen the immortal was the one who had never seen the immortal. He just thought that the immortal who had never seen the immortal would not exist on the painting

Tang Zixian said, "my husband, it's really possible for you to say so. Won't I never have a chance to get back the artifact of my ancestors?"

Ning Tao was silent for a moment before he said, "no, it can't be nothing."

"Why?"

Ning Tao recalled the scene when he met with the ghost of the immortal Xingjun and said, "the immortal Xingjun said he just wanted to kill innocent people, so he was killed. The immortal hunter is not so powerful at all. Don't worry, one day I will go to the holy mountain to help you find the artifact of your ancestors."

"If you come back early, my concubine will bear you a dragon son." Tang Zixian squeezed her eyes at Ning Tao and crossed her legs with a sign of Marilyn Monroe.

Ning Tao is not well.

The raw rice has been cooked. What do you mean by flirting?

Tang Zixian squeezed her eyes again: "husband, I think you are tired. Don't stand and lie down and have a rest."

Ning Tao snorted and strode over.

He knew it was routine.

But he's willing to get in.

Outside the Yin Moon Palace, Jin Zang covered his ears again.

mmp……

Do you want to live?

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The long night has an end.

There is no prelude to the rising sun. It is the climax directly.

The door of the Yin Moon Palace opened and Ning Tao and Tang Zixian came out.

Jin Zang yawned: "master, mistress, good morning."

Ning Tao glanced at it and said with concern, "jinzang, what's wrong with your eyes? Why are they so red?"

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"Shall I blow it for you?"

"No, no!" Chen jinzang was flattered and hurriedly refused.

Ning Tao said, "after this place stabilizes, we'll go to Penglai Fairy Island and get ready."