"It turns out that the two fellow Taoists have thought everything about it, but Weng Mou was overthinking it." Weng Ji looked at Gu Xuan, "Can you allow Weng Mou to observe the treasure-hunting rat of fellow Taoist Gu Entropy?"

"sure."

Gu Xuan quickly took out a fusheng bag, and with a thought, the treasure-hunting rat fell out of it and landed in his palm.

Weng Ji smiled and said: "Xue Daoyou sincerely does not deceive me, he is just a treasure hunter."

Xue Mang looked at the treasure-hunting rat and asked with a smile: "Fellow treasure-hunting rat, can you tell me if there are any treasures here?"

"Squeak, squeak!"

The treasure-hunting rat glanced at Xue Mang, responded first, and then raised its head to look at Gu Xuan. When Gu Xuan nodded, he raised a paw and pointed behind the screen.

"Huh?" Although Gu Xuan was surprised, he knew the skill of the treasure-hunting rat very well, "It seems there is a treasure in the wall."

Weng Ji was very surprised: "Is the treasure pointed by the treasure-hunting mouse the jade coffin that Weng used for cultivation?"

"What Brother Gu Entropy said is true, the treasure-hunting rats never point randomly." Xue Mang stood up directly, with a happy face, "Fellow Daoist Weng, can you allow Xue to dig open the cave wall, and the treasures obtained will be divided equally."

"Excuse me, fellow Daoist Xue." Weng Ji responded without hesitation, "Weng has been practicing here for many years, but he didn't even know there was a treasure hidden in the wall."

As soon as he finished speaking, Weng Ji stood up and threw out a storage bag. With a thought, a suction force came out from the mouth of the storage bag, sucking in the screen and the jade coffin.

Xue Mang also stood up, flicked his sleeves, and three long swords of the same style flew out from them. He dug holes in the wall one after another, and chunks of earth and stone continued to fall.

Gu Xuan glanced at him and knew that Xue Mang had mastered the "Greed Technique", but his expression was a little strange: "Senior, what is going on?"

"What do you want to ask?" Wang Mang was a little confused, "There are many reasons for this. The most likely reason is that the treasure-hunting mouse sensed the treasures from heaven and earth."

Gu Xuan sighed secretly: "I'm just afraid of encountering ancient tombs and ancient caves. I really don't want to run around anymore."

"The encounters in life are always wonderful. If you really encounter one, you can't avoid it. What's more, you are the one who is in trouble. Don't expect to be alone." Wang Mang thought for a while, "If you can't stay on Qingfeng Island, then find another place. Really.

No, go to the city to rent a cave, or simply go to the outer sea to find an island."

Xue Mang drove the long sword to dig continuously. Earth and rocks flew on the stone wall, and soon a small cave appeared.

Weng Ji took out an empty storage bag and sucked in the excavated earth and rocks.

After a while of tea, the small cave turned into a three-foot-long tunnel, which was tall enough for a person to fly in with a sword, but no treasure was found.

Xue Mang turned around and asked, "Friend Daoist Rat, where is the treasure?"

"Squeak." The treasure-hunting mouse stretched out a paw and pointed at the dug tunnel.

Weng Ji couldn't help but ask: "Friend Daoist Rat, is the treasure still far away?"

Gu Xuan has stood at the entrance of the wall cave. The treasure-hunting rat is squatting on the palm of his hand, nodding his little head: "Squeak."

Weng Ji asked: "Does Fellow Taoist Gu Entropy know the specific distance?"

"I don't know." Gu Xuan shook his head and thought for a moment, "How far is this cave from the entrance?"

Weng Jidao: "The height is about three hundred and fifty feet."

Xue Mang sighed softly: "Xue has a bad feeling, I'm afraid this tunnel will have to be dug very long."

Gu Xuan suggested: "It is better to go to the surface first and let the treasure-hunting rats sense the location of the treasure. If it exceeds 350 feet, dig it from the ground."

"That's fine."

The three of them agreed and left the underground cave one after another and flew to the ground.

"Where is the treasure?"

"squeak."

The treasure-hunting mouse raised a paw and pointed to the side and forward, which direction just led to Qinghua City.

The three of them immediately flew out to the side and forward. The aircraft driven by Weng Ji looked like a gray inkstone, and the whole person stood in the inkstone.

After flying hundreds of feet away from Wengji Cave, Gu Xuan glanced at the treasure-hunting rat.

The treasure-hunting mouse didn't respond. It only raised its paw and pointed sideways and forward.

The three of them continued flying, and when they reached a height of 350 feet, the treasure-hunting mouse was still pointing sideways and forward.

Gu Xuan simply ordered: "I'll keep flying forward, and when we get to the place, you can point it out."

The treasure hunter nodded slightly.

The three of them continued to fly forward, and Weng Ji said with a smile: "Fortunately, we didn't continue digging, otherwise we would have dug until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."

Qinghua City is about ten miles away from Wengji Cave, and the treasure-hunting mouse made no sound until it flew into the sky above Qinghua City.

"Squeak!"

After a full fifteen miles away from Wengji Cave, the treasure-hunting rat barked and stretched out a paw, pointing downward.

Weng Ji clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "As expected of a treasure-hunting rat, it can sense it even from such a long distance."

Wang Mang suddenly said: "There are monks in the house below."

Gu Xuan quickly sent a message to Xue Mang and Weng Ji: "Don't stop, fly straight forward, there are monks in the house."

Xue Mang was about to stop, but suddenly heard Gu Xuan's voice transmission and continued flying without hesitation.

Although Weng Ji was a little confused, seeing Xue Mang's actions, he also flew forward and asked through a message: "Fellow Taoist Gu Entropy, what is the cultivation level of the monks on the ground?"

Their flying height was nearly a hundred feet above the ground. Due to the obstruction of the roof, Weng Ji's telepathy could not detect them, so he was doubtful.

"The specific cultivation level of the three Gangli Realm monks is unknown. It may be related to the treasure sensed by the treasure-hunting mouse."

Wang Mang has sensed the specific cultivation level of the other party, one is a demonic cultivator in the middle stage of Gangli Realm, and two are spiritual cultivators in the early stage of Gangli Realm, but Gu Xuan did not say anything clearly.

Xue Mang thought for a moment and then transmitted a message: "If the three monks came here for the treasure, then the treasure sensed by the treasure-hunting mouse is unlikely to be a treasure of heaven and earth. You might as well sneak in and take a look."

"That's fine." Gu Xuan sighed secretly, but he couldn't avoid it after all. "Try not to be too troublesome. At the moment, I just want to practice in seclusion."

The three of them flew to a remote alley, and Gu Xuan sacrificed the Douyun Bead, which turned into a cloud and became invisible, then turned back the same way.

…

The house that the treasure-hunting mouse pointed to was an old second-floor courtyard.

The three monks Wang Mang saw were sitting in the main hall of the house, communicating with an old man in a plain coat.

The old man in brocade robes, with a thin body, wrinkles, and slightly white temples, looked like he was about to die. He was a demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Gangli realm.

The other two spiritual cultivators are a pair of young men and women. The man is dressed in rich clothes, with eyebrows like distant mountains, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, and a rather handsome face. The woman is dressed in a uterine attire, with clear eyebrows and a red mole between her eyebrows, which adds to the beauty.

Beauty.

Although the three of them were monks, they used magic to disguise themselves as mortals. The old man in plain clothes was a mortal without any martial arts.

They seemed to be discussing something, and the old man in golden robe suddenly took out a money bag from his arms and handed it to the old man in plain coat.

The old man in plain coat took the money bag and opened it. It was filled with gold leaves. He couldn't help but look happy.

After the two parties communicated for a while, the old man in plain clothes left alone, leaving only three monks in the entire house.

The woman in palace attire looked at the man in splendid attire, with a look of evil intent on her face: "Prince Xu, Yu'er, do you want to kill that man to avoid any mistakes?"

."

The young man in rich clothes shook his head: "We bought the house just to act in secret. The old man is just a mortal. Killing him will only cause trouble."

"What Prince Xu said is true." The old man in brocade robes said with a smile, "Not long ago, three male cultivators flew through the air, one a middle-term demon cultivator and two early-stage spiritual cultivators. According to the old slave's observation, they should have passed by by chance.

."

The woman in palace clothes smiled sweetly and said: "With Eunuch Li here, how dare those three people come to act wild?"

The old man in brocade robes stroked his beard and said, "The Crown Princess's clever words always make me happy. Apart from my commendable power of telepathy, my combat prowess is far from satisfactory."

Hearing this, the young man in rich clothes couldn't help but sit upright and said gratefully: "What did Eunuch Li say? Without your secret support over the years, Xu'er would never be where he is today. In Xu'er's heart, you are the reborn parent.

"

"Prince Xu's words are serious." Eunuch Li twisted his silver beard in his hand and looked at Prince Xu with loving eyes, "Although Prince Xu has poor spiritual potential, if he can obtain the ancestral treasure this time and practice hard, Netherworld

Before Jian is born, he must be able to advance to the middle stage of the Gangli Realm."

…

When Yun Duoyin flew to the house, Gu Xuan and the others happened to see the old man in plain coat leaving happily.

"Three monks are in the living room."

As soon as Fang finished speaking, Gu Xuan made the clouds float at the entrance of the main hall, where he could see the three monks clearly and hear their conversation.

Gu Xuan listened to the conversation between the three monks and said: "These three people are obviously from the Jiang Dynasty, and their status is not low. Do Brother Xue and Daoist Weng recognize them?"

Xue Mang smiled and said: "You have to ask fellow Taoist Weng about this. He has been on Qinghua Island for more than ten years and should know better."

Weng Ji said slowly: "The succession of the throne of the Jiang Dynasty is not hereditary like in a mortal country, but depends on the cultivation and talents of the princes."

Gu Xuan's expression moved slightly: "How do you define the prince of the Jiang Dynasty?"

Weng Ji explained: "Any male cultivator with the surname Jiang who is under 100 years old can be called the prince. Once he is over 100 years old, the title of prince will be automatically cancelled, and he will lose the qualification to succeed the throne. The current king will die or take his own initiative.

Before abdicating, a suitable successor will be selected from among many princes."

Xue Mang asked in surprise: "So, aren't there many princes?"

"There are currently seventeen princes in the island country." Weng Ji paused for a moment and looked at Prince Xu, "Weng knows a little about Prince Xu."

Gu Xuan answered: "Friend Daoist Weng, tell me quickly, I'm all ears."

Weng Ji said slowly: "If a male cultivator with a foreign surname and a female cultivator with the surname Jiang become Taoist couples, they must marry into the Jiang family. Prince Xu's real name is Jiang Xu, and his mother is from the Jiang family. His father did not marry into the family at that time, but eloped with his mother. Later,

His father died, and his mother took Jiang Xu and wanted to return to the Jiang family, but was turned away."

Gu Xuan interjected: "Aristocratic cultivating families in the Cangsheng Realm also have similar rules to ensure that the family continues to grow."

Weng Ji continued: "Xu's mother finally committed suicide in front of the ancestral hall to apologize, and the Jiang family reluctantly accepted Jiang Xu. Even so, Jiang Xu was called a bastard, and most of the other Jiang family members looked down on him and bullied and oppressed him in various ways. Even if he became the prince,

There is no way to change the status quo.”

Gu Xuan commented: "An ant still lives in vain, let alone a monk. Jiang Xu is probably also trying to survive on his own."

Wu Mingdao: "For a monk, it's nothing to change your surname and marry into your wife. Father Xu must have had no choice but to do so."
Chapter completed!