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This magic weapon is not uncommon among Buddhist disciples, but it is not genuine and has limited efficacy. However, according to the rewards of the players present in the North Pole, the demon-subduing pestle on Zhou Yi may be the real thing!

That is, among the seven saints who became saints in the flesh of the gods, they finally entered the treasure of the Three religions to protect the court. In terms of the super durability of the Buddha's light to protect the body, it is definitely the first defense at present!

The earth-shaking impact of the treasure banner almost made everyone sure that this was definitely a real demon-subduing pestle.

The history of the emperor was full of quarrels, but the King of Demon Stars should be killed and killed. Waiting for Zhou Yi to join the battle, Old Man Fang finally came up with some standards.

The perfect cooperation of the immortal spirit of enlightenment ensures that the demon king is absolutely straightforward. He is not so stingy in this basic cultivation.

Fang Yuanshan is at level 76, and the perverts to this level are already difficult to measure.

Although the King of Demon Stars is strong, its level is limited to level 55. The level of the Tao is limited to the wonderful combination of all the magical methods. Waiting for the Demon King to finally change, the old man accidentally did not know which sword light flew over. Before Zhou Yi could see clearly, he killed the Demon King.

"Oh, fifteen years of Taoism! There are still three thousand merits!"

The old man was still waiting to scream, but Zhou Yi was really unable to bear it, so he sent a message: "Stop calm! No one has taken photos of it secretly."

"hey-hey……"

Fang Yuanshan smiled with a thick old face.

If it comes to cunning, Zhou Yi dare not say that Fang Yuanshan was the first person he had ever seen, but if it comes to being disrespectful to the old man, Old Man Fang is really the most experienced person he has ever seen.

After killing the King of Demon Stars, Zhou Yi has obtained the Taoist practice for eighteen years. Currently, the Taoist practice is 386 years and two months, which is not far from four hundred years. But at this point, the Taoist practice is even more difficult to use than before.

After finishing the work, I don’t know where the old man’s leisure came from. Suddenly, he invited Zhou Yi and the others: “I have also learned a lot of Taoism this time. Let’s go to Yinming City to rest! The wine here tastes good.”

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I want to go back to Middle Earth, so I won't go."

"Thank you Mr. Fang for your kindness."

Qinghui owed her body slightly on the clouds and expressed her refusal.

"That's fine. I wanted to discuss with you how to open the Niwan Temple!" Old Fang's wrinkled face was filled with smiles, and his eyes were inexplicable.

"That bastard peeked at me again?"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.

Yinming City.

Zhou Yi sat at the table with a calm expression. Qinghui, who was on the right, changed into an ordinary numb dress after entering the city, and put on a grimace mask to cover her upper face. She probably had her own rules of conduct, and Zhou Yi was too lazy to care about other people's private affairs.

An old man, the strongest Taoist position, and a woman with a half-ghost face mask, the strange team joined the inn and immediately attracted a lot of attention. Old man Fang readily asked the waiter to serve wine and meat, and was very polite and skillful, regardless of what others thought.

Although I don’t know how long the invasion of the demon star will last, at least there are no demons coming to the North Pole today.

Yinming City also returned to its usual lively fun. The place like a ghost city is the nearest main city of Beihai players, and the sky is dark. The city is full of lights, and the little demon's corpses were dragged away. There are many players coming here.

The Mingliu Inn was full, and they were originally coming to the strongest Taoist position. But when they saw that there was a beautiful woman on the table, they were almost embarrassed to come forward to chat with her.

The nearby seats were talking quietly, and players peeked at Zhou Yi from time to time and pointed at some things, such as guessing about his relationship with Qinghui, or mentioning a magic weapon: the demon-subduing pestle.

According to the rules, there shouldn't be anyone around you who is strong people like Zhou Yi to come and chat with him. Wei misses the past, but after just a moment of effort, some players couldn't help but come over and went opposite Zhou Yi and wanted to talk to him.

Such as the sword fighting, the setting of "Out of the Side", magic weapon refining, task routes, etc., it was a little too much later. I would like to ask about the attributes of Zhou Yi's demon-subduing pestle.

Zhou Yi made excuses and implyed that he had no intention of talking. After waiting for the other party to leave with a sense of tact and disappointment, he did not show a special look.

When he was still in the martial arts, he still enjoyed the stars supporting the moon, but he still felt extremely disgusted.

The titles such as "Sir, Young Master" made him feel disgusted and he also hated all the frivolous reputation. The roles played by Shi Ling in "Outside the Side" did not matter to lift up new stars and watch the end of the older generation of strong men.

To be precise, now he is just sincerely repelling anything meaningless.

It has no substantial meaning and will cause him a lot of trouble, which is even more difficult for people to accept. While waiting for Fang Yuanshan to speak on his own initiative, Zhou Yi began to think in his mind that someone had been worried about his demon-subduing pestle. Is it time to wash away his reputation?

He could understand it when he looked at Qinghui changing his equipment and dressing up.

The opportunity to win the championship is a suitable time. In addition to those weird people he doesn't want to deal with, he can use his current reputation to win a series of people and expand the range of "Outside the Side". When the stars are shining, he is not that important.

If he can avoid acting, then some truly powerful people will appear, but he thinks from the bottom of his heart that fighting swords is not inferior to anyone. If he really fights to the death, he will probably push him to the forefront of the more intense storm.

"Mr. Fang, I need to ask you something."

Thinking of a big shot around him, Zhou Yi suddenly wanted to talk to him, based on his understanding of the current strong man, what is his scale.

"It's okay to just say it."

At this time, Fang Yuanshan seemed to be light and light, and there was no escape when fighting with demon stars.

"How many people are there at the same level as me."

"Don't make me joke."

"I mean just from the data, it's the same level as me or more than me."

Fang Yuanshan's hand holding chopsticks stopped hearing the sound, and looked at the wine and food on the table, asking, "Did you hear any wind?"

"I'm just asking casually."

Zhou Yi became more convinced of what he was thinking. Although the answer was casual, his eyes were fixed on the other party. If what he guessed correctly, Old Man Fang would definitely be a super strong man who joined forces and was secretly controlling the world.

"Many old people who have come from the test period say that you can be the strongest Taoist position in terms of attribute data and your own strength, and you will be the one who will reach the top sooner or later."

Fang Yuanshan's words were so quiet that he spoke slowly. When the inn was neutral, he fell into silence. The players looked sideways and listened carefully to the old man who was walking with Zhou Yi.

"In fact, whether you can reach the top is not from these aspects. Your biggest hope for reaching the top is your sword-fighting level. This is rare, and it is also the reason why I am optimistic about you. But I am really optimistic about this point, but you have a trait that is between an ordinary profession and a top-level person, like a falling strongman."

"I once reached the top for only one moment, which was very different from ordinary people. To be honest, I haven't figured out this point yet. But you have to understand that not everything can be unique. Now this is officially operated and a world open to the entire alliance."

Fang Yuanshan picked up a peanut and continued: "The opportunity to win the championship will appear soon, and many talented people will appear. If you have seen them, you should know it in your heart."

"Thank you for your advice, senior."

If the other party wants to accept him as a thug, Zhou Yi can still talk to him. As for the occasional disrespect for old people, Zhou Yi can barely accept it.

"By the way, Miss Qinghui, when I came, I wanted to ask, why is your skirt stained with blood? Your clear attributes and magic power have not been restored at that time. Are you fighting with others?"

When the atmosphere opened, Old Man Fang became a little unconditional again.

"It's okay, I just had some conflicts with some of my original friends before coming."

Qinghui's tone was extremely plain, but Zhou Yi frowned keenly and looked at the restaurant opposite. On the window, a player with a sword seemed to be enjoying the scenery without intention, but his eyes peeked at him from time to time.

Zhou Yi dared not forget everything he saw, but he must remember the people he had seen. The servant carrying the sword was Lin Yuchan. At that time, he was in the Niwan Temple deep in the Xuanming Realm. Although Zhou Yi only glanced by, he remembered it clearly.

If you don’t even have this skill, Zhou Yi would not say that he would be assassinated by someone like Sili Changfeng, even if he followed him normally, he would suffer a secret loss.

"Didn't they give you something?"

Zhou Yi knocked on the table with chopsticks, looked down at the wine and food on the plate, and asked calmly.

Without any murderous aura, the atmosphere in the inn solidified for some reason. Fang Yuanshan also put away the old bastard's expression and heard Qinghui's answer expressionlessly.

"No."

Qinghui's answer is simple and straightforward.

Zhou Yi suddenly heard the sound. Just as he was about to raise his hand, a white thin hand pressed his wrist.

"This is my own business, so Mr. Zhou is not going to stand up for me."

Qinghui reached out and pressed her hand on Zhou Yi's wrist. This action alone was very different from ordinary female players. Whether or not they were taken back was her own business and had nothing to do with others.

Generally speaking, personal grievances are resolved privately in the circle. This is mainly because of the complex relationship. In the end, people will be familiar with each other and have a long time to deal with them. It is not easy to deal with any grudges.

"I asked him to hand over the things to you. As a responsibility, I have them too. I will ask him, so I won't fight as soon as I meet."

Zhou Yi retracted his hand, and the things were given by him, regardless of whether it was not possible.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for your kindness, Qinghui," said the so-called "I don't want to ask anyone to care. Fang Yuanshan over there smiled and could guess what was going on after hearing this conversation, and said to the woman: "Just sit down and watch it. It's not easy to make fellow Daoist Zhou care so much!"

Zhou Yi knew the ambiguity in his words, so he was too lazy to pay attention to him for a moment. He just slapped it in the air. The five innate colors and lights were waving like a long river, flowing out like a vast stream, and it flew out in the five-color clouds.

Only the wooden window creaked, and the wooden pavilions quietly turned into powder. The player who was watching in front of the window looked surprised and retreated repeatedly.
Chapter completed!