From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

In an innate killing formation on Mount Buzhou, a gourd vine was absorbing and exhaling colorful spiritual energy. The laws of the surrounding world were ever-changing, and the aura was constantly evolving and changing, changing in an instant, emitting a powerful aura everywhere.

At this time, under the roots of the gourd vine, a young man with rosy eyes was holding a golden shovel and constantly digging the roots of the gourd vine.

Another young man with a stunning appearance squatted silently beside him and put the fertile soil he dug out into his own personal space.

"Huh...huh..."

Every time Mo Jiu dug with a shovel, his little mouth made an unhappy humming sound, like an angry little piglet.

"What a disgusting father. He used the Calabash Brothers to coax others, and now he wants me to dig them up and plant them at home."

"Brother, do you think it can really transform into seven gourd dolls for me?"

Zhang Qiling looked up at the seven glittering gourds on the thousand-foot-high vines. According to the rules of heaven, it is not allowed for the innate spiritual treasure to change its form.

But when I saw Mo Jiu's delicate and slightly chubby little face, she finally stopped crying.

Uh~ Dad sent this to coax Xiaojiu, so you should agree to this little wish, right?

Thinking about it, Zhang Qiling nodded slightly.

Let’s make him happy first. Whether to transform or not is up to Honghuang’s father.

After getting Zhang Qiling's nod, Mo Jiu dug even harder with the golden shovel in his fair little hands!

"Hey ho~ Hey ho~"

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers, seven brothers on one vine..."

Zhang Qiling: …

"Red baby, orange baby, yellow baby, green baby, indigo baby, blue baby, purple baby, hehe... I'm going to bring them to show him around, so that he'll be envious of Xiaojiu to death."

Zhang Qiling silently looked up at the colors of the seven gourds on the gourd vine again. How could he remind Xiaojiu, this stupid unicorn, that the color of this innate gourd was different from the one he watched in the cartoons?

"Xiao Jiu." Zhang Qiling stared at his cheek and called out softly.

Mo Jiu continued to dig the soil excitedly. When he heard Zhang Qiling calling him, he lowered his head and looked at the pit that was getting deeper and deeper. He subconsciously exclaimed "Ah?"

Zhang Qiling didn't have the heart to remind him of the color of the gourd, so he paused for a moment and said, "It's too slow to dig like this."

Indeed, the Xiantian gourd vine is rooted in Mount Buzhou. It is unknown how deep the root extends underground. It is conservatively estimated to be at least a million feet deep, or even tens of millions of feet deep.

"Ah?" Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, looked at the thousands of feet deep pit he had dug with his clear round eyes, and blinked.

"Is the small golden shovel not big enough?" Mo Jiu looked again at the small golden shovel in his hand that was specially used to dig fairy roots.

"The roots of the gourd vine are too deep. We need to use the law of wood to transplant it so as not to damage its rhizomes."

"Law of Wood?" Mo Jiu turned his head in confusion and looked at Zhang Qiling beside him. He was born with the law of thunder, so he didn't know this!

Zhang Qiling thought silently that he would go back and arrange the three thousand rules that he had not copied before for this little Qilin who didn't like to study.

Zhang Qiling formed a hand seal with his hands, and a magical power containing the breath of the law of wood directly enveloped the entire gourd vine. Then the thousand-foot-tall gourd vine swayed and slowly rose from the ground.

At the same time, another magical power of the law of earth drilled into the deep pit, and the black soil began to gather together, forming a small piece of soil and separating from the roots.

Without the fertile soil, countless long and thick gourd vine roots of varying sizes began to slowly emerge from under the soil.

Mo Jiu looked at the entire huge gourd vine, which was about to be pulled out intact and full of vitality. His eyes were shining as he looked at the gourds on the vine.

His gourd brothers are about to go home with Xiaojiu!

Huh? The color seems wrong.

On the other side, many powerful people who had returned from the first time listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, as soon as they stepped into the prehistoric world, saw a beam of light rising straight up from Mount Buzhou, accompanied by an astonishing aura.

Several powerful people felt that their own opportunities had come, but the destiny changed again, and they all gathered in front of an innate killing formation on Mount Buzhou.

"Haha, this thing seems to be destined for me in the West."

"Brother, is the treasure you are feeling in your heart right here?"

"Yes, I have a feeling that this treasure is very important to me." Di Jun nodded affirmatively.

Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones, smiled and stroked his beard, looking at the colorful innate spiritual treasure on the gourd vine that was thousands of feet high, and a glimmer of joy flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Instead, the female demon let out an "ah" and looked at the two strange cubs in the huge pit under the vine with some surprise.

Judging from the powerful people present, all of them looked like adult or middle-aged white-haired old Taoists. In the eyes of these powerful people, Zhang Qiling and Mo Jiu were just newborn cubs.

"Is this the companion spirit beast of the Xiantian gourd vine? What are they doing?" Fuxi looked at the two small figures squatting in the deep pit and said in surprise.

"No, one is a unicorn cub who is just over a hundred years old, and the other one's heel... Weird, I can't even tell where he came from, but he's no more than a hundred years old."

"You're so young, shouldn't you still be drinking milk in the tribe? How come you're in this innate killing formation?" A powerful man asked curiously.

Because they are two little cubs, their age is not even a fraction of theirs.

These powerful men felt that there was no threat. Seeing that the seven gourds on the vine were not yet ripe, they did not take action to break the formation and waited outside.

However, when Zhang Qiling heard the next words from the powerful man outside the formation, her body stiffened and her delicate cheeks turned slightly red.

The powerful people outside the killing formation soon discovered something was wrong. The two cubs, whom they had ignored, were actually digging for immortal roots. If they continued like this, the gourd might be degraded from an innate spiritual treasure to an acquired treasure before it matures.

"Quick! Stop them."

The faces of the Three Pure Ones changed, and Laozi shouted to all the powerful men, and dozens of them attacked at the same time to break the formation.