The bedroom of Dizang Master Dizang is a bit exaggerated and decorated very distinctively. It is mainly spiritual wood and spiritual stones. The furniture is made of spiritual wood. The walls and floor tiles are all spiritual stones. You can feel the abundant spiritual energy as soon as you enter the house, suitable for rest and practice. Some unique sculptures and calligraphy and painting artworks also highlight the owner's taste, showing a luxurious atmosphere in a low-key manner.

The golden house in Xunxian Palace, except for the role of a mirror, is nothing left to be vulgar and cannot be compared with here.

Tang Zixian fell in love with him at first sight: "Husband, let's treat this place as our bedroom from now on."

Ning Tao said, "This is the bedroom of Dizang, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

Tang Zixian said: "Isn't Sister Xunxian's Xunxian Palace also Ying Ren's bedroom? Why is it not suitable here? Moreover, the Venerable Ksitigarbha usually lives in the Lingyu Palace, which is empty, and at most it is the cover of a treasure in the underground palace."

Ning Tao smiled and said, "If you like it, then you will be your bedroom, it is called Yinyue Palace."

Tang Zixian gave Ning Tao a blessing: "I thank the immortal king for his kindness."

Ning Tao couldn't help it this time, and waved his hand and patted it over.

A crisp sound was heard.

Ripples ripples.

This slap also caught Fairy Yin Yue, and pierced into his arms and wrapped around his neck...

The treasure hunt car started.

The headlights are on.

The wheels move.

The spiritual wood table is crooked.

The spiritual wood 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 to the bottom.

Cross the mountains and cross the rivers and tide on the rivers.

What is the most enjoyable thing in life?

It is to drive the best car and walk the mudiest road.

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

He is a new official and is full of enthusiasm. He wants to prove to Ning Tao that there is nothing wrong with letting him manage Ksitigarbha City. He can manage Ksitigarbha City well and he can assist Ning Tao in becoming a wise wise man in the fairy world!

However, after he explained his purpose, the Pixiu Jinzang, who was lying at the door to recuperate, said slowly: "My master is not available, you can come back tomorrow."

Zhixian'er: "..."

This is a jar of cold water!

He had many ideas in his mind to tell the Immortal King that the Ksitigarbha Sect was destroyed and everything was in trouble. It was just when the Immortal King needed to deal with the government. How could he come back tomorrow?

Then, he heard some voices that were indescribable in words.

He immediately understood.

The immortal who came with him ran away in groups of three or three.

Zhixian'er sighed and left with the account book. After walking dozens of steps, she said something: "All things are in trouble, everything is in trouble, you have to be a wise king...ah!"

Pixiu Jinzang raised his front paws and covered his ears. His furry face was filled with an expression of indulgence.

The night is getting deeper.

The car stopped.

Ning Tao came out of the cab and looked at a painting on the wall. His gaze and thoughts were immediately attracted by the painting.

The painting is a hunter.

The head is invisible in the clouds, only a part of the upper body and a pair of terrifying feet like Optimus Prime. Under its feet, a mountain was trampled flat. Its hands were holding countless immortals, some could see their heads, while others could only see one foot. Some were falling in the air, as if it had grabbed too many times at once and fell from its fingers.

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

There is a sentence written in the lower left corner of the painting: The God of No Coming.

God of no origin?

Ning Tao was curious: "Zixian, look at that painting, the painting is written with the God of No Origin. What do you think?"

Tang Zixian: "Yeah..."

"Um?"

"Well..." Tang Zixian didn't even want to open her eyes, but she was still a very lazy nasal sound.

Ning Tao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Is there anyone who is not cut off when he is playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

He got off from his natural bed, thoughtfully, and flew to his body one by one, wearing a dark silk hat, a muddy green cloud dress, and a lotus silk walk on cloud shoes, and a handsome man.

He slowly walked under the wall, carefully observed the painting, and was also thinking about the meaning of the word "God of No Coming".

The word God can be used to remove the need to think about it, it means a God.

The key point is the word "no"

None, no.

Come……

After rummaging over and over, a ray of inspiration suddenly flashed through Ning Tao's mind for a moment: "Not coming, isn't there a source? It can also be understood as not knowing where it came from? Since there is no source, and I don't know where it came from, did it fall from the sky?"

Perhaps this is the explanation.

But there is no evidence to prove it.

Venerable Ksitigarbha was dead, and even he didn't know who painted the painting.

But at this moment, Tang Zixian's voice came from behind: "Husband, I remembered it!"

Ning Tao put away his thoughts and turned around. Tang Zixian, who was lying down and pretending to be dead just now, was full of energy and a excited smile on her face.

"What did you remember?" Ning Tao walked towards her and asked.

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

"Shen...uuu?" was not the word "this word", Ning Tao changed it to another word.

Tang Zixian obviously knew what Ning Tao was talking about, so she nodded and pointed to the ceiling.

Ning Tao looked up at the ceiling, suddenly understood something, and said tentatively: "Madam, what you are talking about..."

"Shenshan." said Tang Zixian.

Ning Tao couldn't help frowning: "It's very dangerous during the day. The sacred mountain is in the sky. Once it goes up, it will be even more dangerous. I have fought with the immortal catcher, and I can probably beat it a hair."

Tang Zixian gave Ning Tao a charming roll of his eyes.

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

Tang Zixian rolled her eyes again: "I just think it's really good."

Ning Tao: “…”

Tang Zixian said: "There is a temple of my ancestors on the sacred mountain, and the artifact is in the temple. But even if I know where I am hiding, I can't get the artifact back."

"Why?"

Tang Zixian said, "That sacred mountain cannot go up if it is a god. Now I am not even a celestial immortal, let alone become a god. In the future, if your husband becomes a real god and goes up to that sacred mountain, you can go to the temple of my ancestors to retrieve the artifact. With that artifact, I can give birth to a dragon son for your husband."

Ning Tao's heart moved: "That magic weapon actually has this magic power?"

Tang Zixian pursed her lips and smiled: "Didn't I tell you? You have seen that magic weapon, of course you can."

Of course Ning Tao has seen it, but no matter how he imagined it, he couldn't figure out what the relationship between her giving birth and that magical artifact was related. Moreover, it is not easy to ask about such a thing, so I will reveal the answers in the future.

"Husband, what did you think you asked me just now?" Peng Zixiang remembered.

Ning Tao pointed to the painting on the wall: "It's that painting, which says the God of No Coming. Since you have recovered your memory, do you know something?"

Tang Zixian looked at the immortal hunters on the painting, then looked at the uncommon gods on the painting, and thought for a long time before shook her head.

Ning Tao was a little disappointed, but he also felt that it was a normal situation. Venerable Ksitigarbha must know the origin of this painting, but the painting also contains a god of no origin, which shows that Venerable Ksitigarbha actually 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 the Lingqi period, about the appearance of the immortal world, and there was nothing else. For some reason, he always felt that there was a line that led all this, and that line connected things one by one. But no matter how he sorted it out or thought about it, he could not find the thread end of the thread.

etc……

"No?" Ning Tao's gaze fell on the four characters "No" drawn again. In this moment, he seemed to touch something, and he felt like he grabbed the thread. However, this feeling of inspiration flew away like lightning, and he disappeared without even having time to feel it, let alone grasp it.

He stared at the word "no" blankly, and did not move for a long time.

"Husband, why are you stunned?" Tang Zixian said curiously.

Ning Tao then came to his senses, and he smiled bitterly: "The words on the painting remind me of a supreme existence. I once met the remnant soul of the Unriver Star Lord. He said that the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Way is Wu. This painting wants to say that the immortal hunter is the god of no origin. I was just wondering if the immortal hunter is Wu."

Tang Zixian said: "Husband, it's really possible that you said this. Then will I never have the chance to get back the artifact of my ancestors?"

Ning Tao was silent for a moment before saying, "No, it cannot be nothing."
To be continued...