Chapter 118 Lack of treasure
People must have dreams.
Only with dreams can you be a dreamer.
——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 2010 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang
"Damn it, someone's toilet exploded!"
"Hide quickly, hide quickly!"
"Get out of the way, what's going on!"
Pedestrians on the street outside stayed away, watching gravel flying and smoke flying everywhere.
After a long while, a group of soldiers rushed into the dark alley, only to see a mess on the ground and no one in sight.
"Check for me, who started the war here?"
"These battle traces, in the name of my grandfather, there is only one truth, they must be the remnants of the righteous path. Damn it, there is finally a big case."
The magic soldiers immediately began to check the surroundings.
But at this time, the person who started it has already left.
Yin had already flown away and arrived at a house, looking around.
Even though he ran away, he actually let those three people run away. It was really abominable.
What was the last thing that just exploded? So powerful.
It seemed that his sword was really not on them, so Yin turned around and prepared to go back to Feng Huanlou to see if he could find his wind stab sword.
But just as he turned around, his pupils shrank, and not far away, a strong man stood on the roof, looking at him with a different look.
Exhale like strong wind, body like iron and stone, master!
Yin Wei narrowed his eyes and clenched the bamboo pole in his hand.
The person who came was none other than Tian Meier's guard, Mu Mu. With a hearty smile, Mu Mu said, "The old beggar is a master. What are you doing in Qingjun?"
Yin slowly replied: "Does what I do have anything to do with you?"
Mu Mu said: "It doesn't matter at first, but if you ruin other people's affairs, it does matter. Do you understand?"
Yin understood instantly, chuckled and said: "Oh, you are the one who sells singing chicks. Hmm, others can't see it, but you can't hide it from me. Charming Heart Jue plus magic sound to capture the brain, from the Soul Sect's Three Tribulations to Seize Souls Gong, but it’s a pity that I haven’t cultivated it to the essence, which is far worse than the Moon Demon of Soul Sect. Haha, demon cultivation!”
Mu Mu's expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "Who are you?"
Hidden smile: "You guess!"
The wooden body began to swell, and blood began to appear in his eyes.
"I don't know how to guess riddles, but when I eat your limbs, you will tell me who you are?"
The breath surged wildly, and both sides were filled with murderous intent.
The next moment, take action at the same time!
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The next day, the Sheriff's Mansion.
Zhang Mo recovered from the sacrificial state again.
Lying sprawled on the ground, I felt like I was being "played" by the devil again, and no money was given.
I stood up and looked at the things I had sacrificed. They were all there, and none of them had disappeared.
Well, failed again.
The Demon God still looked down upon this thing, even if Zhang Mo got a good new sword.
His head was dizzy, and the devil's will told him clearly.
No, little brother, it’s hard for me to help you with such a small amount of money!
Zhang Mo really wanted to tell the Demon God that money is not that easy to earn, so don't be shameless.
But it's a pity that the demon didn't want to pay attention to him, and just threw him back, even wanting to fart on him again.
It's so cruel. The devils nowadays are like scumbags.
Not only does he want your people, he also wants your money.
If I hadn't signed the contract and couldn't get out, I would have given up on you a long time ago.
"Go to hell with your uncle!"
After tidying up his clothes and getting up, Zhang Mo walked out of the lobby with a depressed look on his face.
Outside, Yang Shuo had been waiting for a long time. One look at Zhang Mo's face and he knew, come on, the sect leader failed again in his practice today.
What magic skill is so difficult to practice?
Even the great sect master couldn’t handle it!
Of course Yang Shuo didn't know that this was actually an unequal deal between Zhang Mo and the Demon God. Anyway, if the sacrifice didn't work this year, Zhang Mo was really afraid that the Demon God would punish him.
When the contract was signed, it was made very clear. Once the contract is completed, the sacrifice cannot be stopped, otherwise you will suffer all kinds of pain.
Zhang Mo didn't want to endure hardship, and he didn't know which idiot said that only by enduring hardship can one become a great person, or that suffering a loss is a blessing.
Zhang Mo wishes his family a blessing as good as the East Sea, that every day he will be blessed by a bunch of people, people will be blessed by others, and his family will be blessed with death!
Suffering is always misfortune. If you can get away from it, run away as fast as you can.
"Sect Master, do you have any orders?"
Yang Shuo asked humbly.
Zhang Mo frowned and said: "Get me another batch of treasures with spiritual energy. Go to Lao Li's and look through them. I must still have some in stock."
Hearing this, Yang Shuo also looked bitter.
Lao Li does have some, but it is definitely not enough. What the sect leader needs now may not be ordinary treasures, but must be very rare ones.
However, since the sect leader gave the order, he did not dare to disrespect it.
The loud voice responded, and then Yang Shuo said: "Sect Master, the old dog has sent news that Heipao has successfully contacted Yuanmen. If nothing happens, by the beginning of spring tomorrow, Heipao can sneak into the coalition forces under Yuanmen."
Zhang Mo waved his hands and said: "Don't listen, don't listen. You can handle these matters yourself. By the way, bring a batch of purple flame thunder fire stones, I can use them. Also, get a batch of elixirs for righteous cultivation, and I will Eat them like jelly beans.”
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Yang Shuo watched Zhang Mo walk to the backyard. Now the backyard of the Sheriff's Mansion has been transformed by Zhang Mo into his own training ground.
There's no way around it, pot refining still requires a large enough venue. Zhang Mo is still researching recently, how to put the Purple Flame Thunder Fire Stone into the pot, so that it can be used as an explosive pot in the future. The power will not only increase a bit, but also increase a lot.
As for the elixir, Zhang Mo's current cultivation level is stuck. It is not an easy matter to break through the martial arts realm.
Even if Zhang Mo can really eat the barrier-breaking pill as a jelly bean, it still depends on luck and when the feeling of breakthrough will come.
This thing sounds like shit. If you have it, you have it. If you don’t have it, you don’t have it.
You can't hold it in if you hold it in!
"Why!"
Yang Shuo sighed and quickly left the Sheriff's Mansion.
As soon as I reached the gate, I saw Lao Li rushing towards me.
"What are you doing? You look so anxious!"
Yang Shuo grabbed Lao Li and said.
Lao Li replied: "Something's wrong. Inexplicable masters came to the county and started a fight. I have to inform the sect leader!"
Yang Shuo said repeatedly: "Come on. You can handle this matter by yourself. Don't bother the sect master. The sect master is in a bad mood recently. Don't show up in front of the sect master. Be careful that the sect master eats you."
"What's wrong? The sect leader is constipated again!"
Lao Li said.
Yang Shuo glared and said, "It's a matter of cultivation. You're looking for death!"
Lao Li quickly covered his mouth and said, "Pretend I didn't say that. Oh, I was just about to talk about the sect leader's practice being stuck. Isn't it a treasure that lacks spiritual energy? I just heard about a treasure. As long as we can find it, we will definitely satisfy the sect master.”
"what?"
Yang Shuo asked.
Old Li said thiefly: "Remember the Qingmen fire? Oh, it was actually a deception. Qingmen took advantage of the fire to transfer the treasure of the town sect. I heard that it is now in the hands of the Fuqinghui!"