Invincible

Chapter 2149: Bones of ancestral gods and Buddhas

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But Huang Xiaolong thought about it and politely rejected Guo Jie's kindness. In this matter, Huang,

Huang Xiaolong refused, and Guo Jie didn't insist. After a while, at the end of the banquet, she asked Huang Xiaolong to contact her if he had anything to do in the future.

After leaving the restaurant, Huang Xiaolong and Guo Jie separated.

Huang Xiaolong found a farmhouse and stayed there.

The moonlight is like silver.

Huang Xiaolong sat cross-legged in the room, with a half-meter-sized phantom crystal floating in front of him. The phantom crystal exuded bursts of extremely cold spiritual power, constantly tempering Huang Xiaolong's Yuanlong divine body.

Driven by the Hongmeng Parasitism Technique, the moon power of the Jade Moon Divine Snail is like a rain of silver light, constantly covering Huang Xiaolong's three supreme gods.

Huang Xiaolong felt ethereal. When he woke up, it was already morning and the sun was already bright.

When I came out of the room, I saw the golden-horned calf waiting at the door.

"Good morning, little dragon." The golden-horned calf stood up, wagging its tail quickly.

Huang Xiaolong deliberately raised his head to look at the bright sun in the sky: "It's getting late."

The tail of the golden-horned calf stopped.

"Let's go out for a walk." Huang Xiaolong changed his tone and said immediately.

The golden-horned calf cheered and followed Huang Xiaolong closely, its tail spinning rapidly.

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and smiled.

The two of them called Xu Baisheng, Feng'er, Guiyi and a few others out of the village courtyard, and then walked aimlessly along the busiest streets of Shifo City.

When passing some shops, Huang Xiaolong also randomly bought some Buddhist jewelry.

These Buddhist ornaments are all favorites of Concubine Shi. It’s a pity that Concubine Shi is not here, otherwise, she would definitely be very happy to see them.

Suddenly, Huang, like the Sumeru Mountain he owned, was a replica.

In addition to Mount Sumeru, there is also a golden boat next to it.

This golden boat is exactly the same as the one Huang Xiaolong got back then, but Huang Xiaolong knows it. Both are also imitations.

Over the years, Huang Xiaolong has already learned from Golden Horn Mavericks that this small boat is called the Wuxiang Shenzhou, which is a treasure in the Buddhist world. The authentic product is made from the Buddha Light Tree, the number one sacred tree in the Buddhist world, and countless innate Buddha objects. Now it is in the hands of Buddha, the Lord of the Buddha Realm.

This formless divine boat is known as the number one divine boat in all worlds because of its extremely fast speed. Even the golden-horned calf was amazed.

Huang Xiaolong walked into this Buddha Enlightenment Shop, picked up the imitation of the Sumeru Mountain and the Wuxiang Divine Boat and looked at it carefully. The Sumeru Divine Mountain and the Wuxiang Divine Boat were copied very skillfully, and the quality was not low, but it was only better than what he had. Somewhat lower.

"Young Master has a good eye, and you can spot the Sumeru Mountain and the Wuxiang Divine Boat at a glance." The store owner, a middle-aged man who looked as shrewd as a mouse, came to Huang Xiaolong and introduced them nonstop.

From the introduction of the refining materials of Xumi Sacred Mountain and Wuxiang Shenzhou to the refining methods and time.

It took hundreds of thousands of years to successfully refine the Sumeru Mountain and the Phaseless Divine Boat in front of Huang. Huang Xiaolong couldn't help laughing on the spot.

The golden-horned calf is also grinning.

Boss Huang, are your Xumi Mountain and Wuxiang Divine Boat genuine? It actually took hundreds of thousands of years to successfully refine it. As far as I know, the authentic formless divine boat in the hands of Buddha only took a million years to refine! "

The shopkeeper smiled coquettishly: "I was excited at the moment, so I made a mistake. It took more than 10,000 years."

More than ten thousand years

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and stopped exposing the other party's lies. Asked: "How much does your Sumeru Mountain and Wuxiang Divine Boat cost?"

The shopkeeper stretched out his finger: "One piece, one trillion."

Huang Xiaolong put it down without thinking, turned around and took the Golden Horned Mavericks and others to leave, two trillion? He really treated him like a little lamb. Easy to kill

Two trillion yuan can buy a mansion in this stone Buddha city.

Moreover, he has the Sumeru Mountain and the Wuxiang Divine Boat, which are much better than the ones in front of him.

He just casually asked about the price. If it was cheap, he would buy it and go back to study it later.

"Sir, let's do this. Two pieces, I'll give you one trillion and five thousand." Seeing Huang Xiaolong leaving, the shop owner said anxiously.

Huang Xiaolong kept walking.

"Two pieces, one sign!" the shop owner gritted his teeth.

"Two pieces for one trillion, I bought it." At this time, a sudden voice sounded, and several young people wearing the clothes of Xiao family disciples walked in.

One of the Xiao family disciples continued: "Boss, please stop entertaining disciples like this who are so poor that they can't even afford a trillion yuan. Drive him away. We have a big business that we want to discuss with you." .”

"I know that your Buddha Enlightenment Shop has a new batch of ancestor gods and Buddha bones. We bought them all!" Another Xiao family disciple said again.

When the shop owner heard this, his face was overjoyed, and he quickly welcomed several Xiao family disciples in and invited them to sit down.

"Boy, why don't you leave?" Several Xiao family disciples sat down. Seeing that Huang Xiaolong hadn't left yet, a fat man with big ears said with a cold face: "Didn't you see that we are going to discuss business with the shop owner? Do you want us to invite you out personally?"

One of the Xiao family disciples who was at the late eighth level of Ancient God stood up, his aura suddenly rose, and he pressed towards Huang Xiaolong and others.

At this time, Xu Baisheng, the Demon Prison Beast from Xu Tian, snorted coldly, and then saw the Xiao family disciple spitting out blood from his mouth as if he had been hit hard, and he fell away.

Several other Xiao family disciples were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the Xutian Demon Prison Beast with shocked expressions.

The shop owner was also surprised.

"Boss, I'm also interested in those bones of ancestor gods and Buddhas." Huang Xiaolong said to the shop owner without looking at the Xiao family disciples.

When a Xiao family disciple heard this, he sneered: "That batch of bones of ancestor gods and Buddhas costs nearly six trillion yuan. Boy, are you sure you can afford it?"

Huang Xiaolong placed a space ring on the table next to him. The restriction on the space ring was opened. There was a commotion, and the edges of the mountains formed by the divine coins inside could not be seen.

The Xiao family disciple who was knocked away by the Demon Hell Beast stood up staggeringly and looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock and anger: "My master is Xiao Teng, the elder of the Xiao family. Boy, you are seeking death!"

As soon as he said this, a thunder whip shot through the air, and his whole body was whipped out.

Several Xiao family disciples looked at the golden-horned calf in shock, but the golden-horned calf wagged its tail as if nothing had happened.

But in the end, several Xiao family disciples did not dare to say anything. They helped Xiao Teng's disciples and left Wufo Shop.

"Who told you to leave?" At this time, the golden-horned calf stared.

The Xutian Demon Prison Beast blocked the door.

Several Xiao family disciples looked ugly.

"Let them go." Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.

The Xutian Demon Prison Beast then responded respectfully and retreated, while several Xiao family disciples fled in confusion.

"Um, senior, do you really want to buy that batch of bones of ancestor gods and Buddhas?" After the Xiao family disciples escaped without a trace, the shop owner asked Huang Xiaolong anxiously, his throat trembling.

(It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again. I wish all book friends in Wudi a family reunion, happiness and good health.) (To be continued...) u