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Chapter 1829 Confused

In the hall, the crowd quickly dispersed, leaving only Zhou Shu and Li Aojian to recover with peace of mind.

Caiying and Xiao Geng also received the same treatment as Li Aojian, and recovered quickly under the care of the Demon Refining Pot. The price was that the spiritual objects and magic weapons that Zhou Shu usually collected disappeared like flowing water. The Demon Refining Pot was also exhausted, and the light never stopped, making people worried that it would be overloaded and completely exploded.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, no matter how much it is, it doesn't matter. Being able to absorb and transform like this is also a kind of exercise for me."

Recently, in front of Zhou Shu, the Demon Refining Pot has always maintained a humble attitude, as if it was used to it, which made Zhou Shu very satisfied.

To be honest, it is not easy to get such recognition as the Demon Refining Pot. It has been like an enemy for hundreds of years.

Zhou Shu said in a relaxed voice, "That alien, have you gotten anything?"

"It's certain that the imprint comes from the ancient times of Xuanhuang Realm, and I don't know what happened at that time."

The Demon Refining Pot thought about it, with a hint of joy, "What's important is that I have gained some insights from it."

Zhou Shu showed a little solemn, "You mean, do you have the means of attack?"

The Demon Refining Pot is not an aggressive magic weapon, and all its characteristics are auxiliary. Because of this, he has always relied on conspiracy to establish himself, draw strength from each generation of masters, and even wants to refine the Shanhai Jing to achieve himself. Only in this way can he achieve his goal. If he has attack methods, the Demon Refining Pot can be promoted by himself.

The Demon Refining Pot nodded solemnly, "Not yet, but it's very likely to continue."

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, "Then why did you tell me why you didn't secretly practice it, then take the opportunity to leave, or even turn back to deal with me?"

The Demon Refining Pot was silent for a long time and said slowly, "I have been with you for so many years. I may know you more than myself. I am very sure that no matter how I grow up, even if I have the means of attack and break the shackles, I cannot be your opponent in the Xuanhuang Realm. So, what's the point of doing this? Moreover, I believe you, only you can help me achieve my goal. I have said before that I will always follow you before becoming a holy treasure."

He spoke very sincerely, and Zhou Shu almost believed it.

Zhou Shu nodded and smiled, "You made the right choice and work hard. If you really can do it, you will definitely play a greater role in the future. Being a holy treasure is not out of reach."

"Hope so."

The Demon Refining Pot showed some ease, "Zhou Shu, you can go and ask the alien race now, but I think he may not know anything."

Zhou Shu said lightly, "I think so too, just keep it first. After a while, I will find someone more valuable to ask."

The Demon Refining Pot seemed to have some insight, "Are you talking about the Dijiang clan?"

Zhou Shu smiled, "Who is more valuable besides him?"

Time passes by little by little.

Zhou Shu recovered in the hall, and his spiritual sense lingers everywhere in Lingyu City, observing the situation in the city.

The city is quiet and peaceful.

It has to be said that it is a miracle that the city residents can maintain a peaceful attitude even though they know that there are tens of millions of powerful aliens coming to attack the city.

Although the Hokkien Singh School was well managed, Zhou Shu's declaration played a great role. Every city citizen knew that they could not escape. They had to survive and had no other support. Except for themselves and the Hokkien Singh School, in this situation, it is the most important and necessary thing for them to follow all the orders of the Hokkien Singh School.

The Dutch Singer Sect is equivalent to millions of reinforcements out of thin air. Although most of them are cultivators, there are also many people who can fight.

"Senior Xu, did you read the notice in the city today?"

"Of course! I watch it every day. Are you talking about the fact that Master Zhou went out of the city to destroy a million alien races?"

"Yes! Sect Master Zhou and Elder Li destroyed three armies just two people, and millions of alien races are simply gods!"

"You guys who have never seen the world, Sect Master Zhou is so powerful. I have been telling you that with Sect Master Zhou here, there will be no problem, so that you can rest assured, but you are all worried and scared, so scared that you don't practice anymore. It's ridiculous."

"You have seen so many worlds like you have seen. Have you known that Master Zhou is so powerful?"

"That's of course. The Hoyin Sect where the Sect Master Zhou is located has experienced four major hardships and almost destroyed the family every time. But it was all because the Sect Master Zhou had overcome the difficulties and continued until now, becoming one of the top major sects in the world of immortal cultivation. Of course, I believe that it is the same this time."

"What's going on in the four disasters? Tell us about it."

"Yes, I'm so curious, how did Senior Xu know so much?"

"Can you just say it?"

"Then, go to the Haizhonglou, Haizhonglou, I will give out the spirit stones and invite the senior to have a meal!"

“This is almost the same…”

The old man stroked his beard and walked towards the building in the sea with a proud look on his face. There were a lot of young cultivators following him, with envious expressions.

City square.

On the one hand, there were many immortal cultivators standing in front of the photobird that was dozens of feet tall, and they were all surprised and overwhelmed.

Three monks from the Tribulation Realm stood far away.

A middle-aged monk showed a hint of doubt, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, why do you think you are unhappy? This is a great victory, a million, and the alien race lost one tenth of it at once. In this battle, it seems that Lingyucheng has won the victory. I didn't expect that the Heyin Sect is so strong, so it would be fine if the Master Zhou Sect is, but what is Elder Li?"

Another middle-aged monk nodded, "There are at least dozens of powerful people equivalent to the Tribulation Realm among the millions of alien races. They are all destroyed. It is rare. Do you think that this record is composed by the Hokkien Sect and soothe people's hearts?"

"I don't want to go to edit it, I just think..."

The monk named Zhang shook his head slightly, "This announcement is not written in detail, which makes people wonder."

The middle-aged monk was stagnant, "If you win, you win. There is no need to be so detailed, right? Fellow Daoist Zhang is probably thinking too much."

The cultivator surnamed Zhang said slowly, "Win is a victory, but it is still unknown what the Sect Master Zhou is like. The announcement said it was easy. Since that is the case, why not destroy more than one million? If it is a tragic victory, the Sect Master Zhou and Elder Li are very exhausted and cannot fight, so what? I think that these million alien races are likely to be the result of the Sect Master Zhou and Elder Li fighting hard, and they even suffered a considerable injury..."

When the other two monks heard this, they were shocked and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, don't say that. If something happened to Master Zhou, Lingyu City will be finished."

The monk surnamed Zhang nodded, "I don't want this, but if you win in such a great victory, Sect Master Zhou should appear and talk to him personally."

“That’s right.”

The two monks nodded unconsciously, "Is it really..."

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While we were talking, the loud bell suddenly rang, and the whole city could hear it.
Chapter completed!
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