The wealthy man in Haibin City appeared in person and brought a convoy with him. This has already shown the problem. The rich man plans to have a good chat with his son.

Yi Ersan and others saw Song Siye’s idea and got on other cars that had been prepared long ago.

"What's going on with Zuo Crazy Man? Let's talk?" Yi Ersan asked the fat man who was in the same car in the car.

"Zuo Crazy Zi was once the heir of the Zuo family." The fat man's eyes were filled with a pity. "It was once said that if Zuo Crazy Zi had nothing to do with him, the heir of the Zuo family should not be Zuo Lili."

Yi Ersan unscrewed the bottle cap of the pure water that had been prepared in the car, intending to listen carefully to the story behind Zuo Crazy.

"I only know that something happened to him, but I don't know what happened." Seeing Yi Ersan's face full of plans to listen to the story, the fat man shook his head and said, "The Zuo family is so jealous of this matter. I'm afraid that the National Destiny Bureau doesn't know why. What the outside world knows is that he has happened to him, but I don't know what the specific thing is. Mr. Li shouldn't know either."

"Your sister!" Yi Ersan couldn't help but swear. There are two kinds of people in this world who hate the most. One is who speaks deliberately and says half a sentence, and the other is that they only know half a sentence and make others feel uncomfortable with him.

Fatty, obviously it is the latter!

"But I know something else." The fat man took the pure water bottle that Yi Ersan unscrewed the bottle cap, and said with his face as if he should have drunk the bottle of water himself. "I knew that after he had an accident, he became a madman. He was a real madman, not a madman who was obsessed with something. For example, the madman we often hear about, such as martial arts madman, drama madman, etc., no! He was really crazy."

The ease on Yi Ersan's face began to disappear. He thought it was the so-called exaggerated nickname "crazy" that he was obsessed with in the novels before. But if he was really crazy, it would be another matter.

"When the moon had not fallen, he ventured out to massacre the eighteen practitioners." The fat man said with a ugly expression, "That is the locations where the eighteen practitioners are located are far away..."

Yi Ersan began to understand why the fat man said that this man was a madman. Before the moon fell, there was almost no heaven and earth energy outside the small holy land. At that time, except for occasionally going out to kill demons and demons, the practitioners almost lived in the small holy land without appearing.

Without the vitality of heaven and earth, for practitioners and evolvers, it is a poison-like world. Although there are ways to avoid poison in a holy land, that method cannot be completely avoided.

To attack eighteen positions and kill eighteen people, you must do it in a short time, otherwise you may die on the road.

Whether it is killing eighteen practitioners or running around when there is no energy of heaven and earth, it is no different from committing suicide.

"Eighteen cultivators who have taken the risk of going out to kill demons and eliminate demons, including two single-line cultivation sects." The fat man's face was heavy, "That was the most serious blow that Chinese cultivators suffered in the past thousand years before the resumption of the energy of heaven and earth."

Yi Ersan was silent. His years of wandering around the world made him develop the habit of thinking quickly when encountering things and asking why quickly.

"Why? Did he explain the reason afterwards?" Yi Ersan looked at the fat man, "It was my new Virgin Mary. When I heard about the murderer, my first reaction was to help him find excuses? What social pressure caused by family situation..."

The fat man smiled, his head shaking like a rattle: "Sixth Master, your reaction is normal. I heard people talk about this and think the same as you. Is there any special reason? The result..."

The fat man sighed and continued, "It was when he was caught that the person was already crazy. This is also the reason why he could survive, otherwise... he would have been beheaded if he killed so many people."

"What about now?" Yi Ersan asked.

"Now, I heard that as long as he asks him about that matter, he will go crazy." The fat man shrugged his shoulders, "It's really not pretending. It's tested by the authoritative department. Now, because of that crazy time, his personality has become very moody, and for this reason, he has completely lost the chance to become the heir of the Zuo family."

"How moody?" Yi Ersan continued to ask, "Can you still kill someone?"

"I haven't heard of him killing people yet." The fat man drank the pure water in his hand and said, "As for the rest, not everyone can go to places like the little holy land."

Yi Ersan picked up his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Mr. Li, and quickly edited a message: Master, please give me some information about Zuo Zhiyuan? Otherwise, it would be very dangerous.

Li Lao directly sent a PPT about Zuo Zhiyuan to Yi Ersan's mobile phone.

Zuo Zhiyuan, nicknamed Zuo Crazy, has a peak cultivation level B, and is known as the first person below level A. It is rumored that he became crazy and cruelly killed 18 practitioners. Although he is sober, he is moody. He is good at all the secret techniques below level B in the Zuo family, including level B. He once went to Wudang to practice, and was brought by the contemporary Wudang real person to teach him personally, and practiced a lot of Wudang secret techniques.

Wudang? Yi Ersan frowned at the information. The head of Longhu Mountain is called Tianshi. The head of Wudang is called Zhenren. If the head of Wudang is left out of the opinion of the poster and personally leads his side to guide his practice, how outstanding is this required?

Yi Ersan looked through the PPT sent by Mr. Li. This information was much more detailed than the one given by Fatty. There were many records of his childhood incidents, as well as a photo from two years ago.

"It's pretty handsome." The fat man stretched out his neck and looked at the photo on his phone. "There are hundreds of scars on the upper body? Isn't it almost impossible to find any good skin? How many cruel battles have you experienced?"

Yi Ersan felt more and more that if he really went to the Zuo family's small holy land this time, it would be a good thing.

PPT turned to the next page, and Fatty and Yi Ersan couldn't help but look at each other because of the above content.

None of the scars on Zuo Zhiyuan's body appeared because of the battle and the enemy's damage. They were all scars left by him when he practiced himself.

The two of them were both smoking cold while looking at each other. What kind of cruel practice can leave so many scars? The enemy has never hurt his body? Wouldn't that be a victory in every battle?

"Do your expectant mother-in-law plan to train you? Or do you use her son's hand to kill you?" The fat man shook his head and took his gaze back, giving Yi Er three sympathetic eyes.

Why? Yi Ersan looked at the information on PPT and became more and more curious in his mind. If he doesn't like himself, he shouldn't have to throw a secret book. At worst, he should just throw a check. This is the only way to dominate the president, right?

Yi Ersan couldn't figure it out, so he could only continue to read the information, hoping to find useful information from the PPT, so that it would be easier to solve the problem when facing Zuo Zhiyuan.

"You really want to go?" The fat man looked at Yi Ersan who was reading the materials and said, "Why might as well wait until you are stronger before going?"

Yi Ersan lowered his head and searched for information that might be useful to him in the information, and responded: "Since my master, Mr. Li, wants me to go, it should have his deep meaning, right?"

The fat man shut up when he heard this. The way a big man like Li Lao looks at things must be different from that of himself.

The initial silence of the car has been restored. Yi Ersan studied the information all the way. Until he got off the bus, he still couldn't find any information that could quickly bring his relationship with Zuo Zhiyuan into the relationship.

After reading the entire article, what you can see is that before he went crazy, he was very sunny and cheerful, and he could learn any secret technique quickly when he got mad. He also liked to challenge difficult secret techniques to practice, and he practiced the secret technique before he went crazy... It was a coincidence that it was also the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.

"Liuzi, aren't you tired?" Song Dongyang said to Yi Ersan who got out of the car and was still reading the information. "Everyone has gained a lot of money on this journey to the wasteland, and we are waiting for your relics to help."

"The heaven and earth vitality in Haibin City seems to be stronger than before?" Yi Ersan got off the car and looked up at the sky curiously. I wonder if it was because Xu Shaoting guided him to perceive the sixth sense that he made him more sensitive to the heaven and earth vitality, or if the concentration of heaven and earth vitality in Haibin City really increased.

"Although the Lingquan was taken away by Lele, the wasteland itself still has a large amount of heaven and earth vital energy. When the body dissipates, these vital energy will also flow to Haibin City." The fat man explained, "But this will not last too long, and will gradually disperse and dilute to other cities."

Yi Ersan thought about it and felt normal, otherwise there would be wasteland in any city and if the vitality of heaven and earth did not dissipate, the evolvers from other cities would come to this city to buy houses, right? Wouldn’t they be able to quickly speculate on housing prices?

Perhaps the country will introduce policies to allow more evolvers to enter that city.

"I have had a lot of experience in the wasteland these days, right?" Yi Ersan said to everyone, "With the energy of heaven and earth is still strong, everyone should use the relics as soon as possible, and there should be a new breakthrough."

Everyone did not be polite to Yi Ersan when they heard this. The reason why everyone followed was of course that they wanted to get together to talk about Shuoshuo's own experiences and experiences, and the second was that they had the idea of ​​using relics.

‘Complete the task of harming others and not being beneficial to oneself, and get the Demon King’s value of 435…’

'Finish……'

Yi Ersan was also surprised to hear the series of demon king's value prompts. What happened? The total number of demon king's value increased to one million before it completely stopped.

There is one million yuan Yi Ersan, but this is the first time Yi Ersan has seen what a million yuan Demon King looks like.

The phone ringing interrupted Yi Ersan's thinking, and the screen showed that it was called by the "Shu of Heaven".

"Liuzi, I heard that you are helping many people quit smoking, but later you don't care about this when you enter the wasteland." Yibenshu said on the other end of the phone, "I just found a few evolvers who are not qualified to enter the wasteland and helped you continue this thing to help others."

Yi Ersan immediately understood where these demon king values ​​came from. His father is worthy of being his best partner. Although he has never asked anything, he clearly showed in his actions that he knew what his son wanted to do.

What is the concept of a million Demon King value? Yi Ersan decided to think carefully about how to use this huge sum of money when others use relics.

"Yes! I'll invite you to dinner." Yi Ersan hung up the phone and walked into the room with everyone.

The relics naturally fell into Song Dongyang's hands first, and the others also started queuing up at this time to calculate which one they were.

Yi Ersan entered the Demon King system, and Mo Wang was like a complete profiteer at this time. When he saw Yi Ersan appear, he immediately smiled. Although he was just a smile that was transformed with black air, he still had a strong smell of a profiteer.

"Sixth Master, long time no see you."

Yi Ersan couldn't help but frown and said, "Not it? Isn't it worth a million demon kings? After all, you used to be a demon king, don't you want to be face?"

"Do you know what a demon king is?" Mo Wang suddenly changed his face with a serious teacher and said, "Don't the great demon kings always stand tall. Every great demon king started from childhood. Who is not a battle of all kinds? Who didn't kneel down and kowtow dozens or even hundreds of times to others for survival?"

Yi Ersan always felt that in order to survive, he would be shameless and call out heroes and wait for a moment in a critical moment. Unexpectedly, the demon kings in the past had done such a thing.

"What expression do you have?" Mo Wang's face turned into contempt, "Do you think you can't beat an enemy, and you just need to harden your neck and say a few words of mouth, and you will have the protagonist's halo? Someone will show up to save you? Or do you think you ridiculed the other party's seniority is higher than you, and the other party will let you go because you can't bully the small one? He lets you go, waiting for you to become stronger and comes to seek revenge on him? Or do you think you're saying, don't bully the young man poor, and others just think you are venting? He mocks you and leaves? Wait for you to slowly develop? Then slap them in the face in a stunning way?"

"I never felt that way." Yi Ersan shook his head and said, "Only a fool would not take action due to his seniority or identity as a big man. Just like a person kills an ant, he would not listen to the ants protesting there."

Mo Wang used its black smoke to transform into the human body, shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's it. When you are not strong enough, don't you kneel down and kowtow?"

"Don't every generation of great demon kings be top geniuses?" Yi Ersan remembered Zuo Leye and asked, "It became a mess in a few days. How could the top rank kneel down and kowtow?"

"Are you a top genius?"

Yi Ersan was silent for a while after Mo Forgot a word.

"You are not," Mo Wang continued, "Your talent is that your brain is more flexible than others, but your physical qualifications are not good at first, so you still have to admit it."

Yi Ersan shrugged indifferently. If he was born with both kidneys, if he was extremely talented, he would just catch a pig from the pigpen and the other party might be Zhu Bajie reincarnated.

"Geniuses are often prone to being proud and think that they are the sons of God and the sons of the plane." Mo Wang shook his head and said, "Even without these ideas, their path will be too smooth. No one will be smooth all his life. People who lack an environment for adversity, even if they are as hard as steel, will be extremely unacceptable because they encounter too little adversity and lead to death."

Yi Ersan began to understand Mo Wang's theory. The inheritors of the Great Demon King may not necessarily find particularly qualified, because the great devil kings of all generations have worked hard to collect various treasures, and the most outstanding medicinal materials are indispensable. Otherwise, the Demon King system would not have randomly extracted the internal organs and fruits.

There are always ways to transform the qualifications of the body, but there are many invisible things that cannot be transformed. The great devil's lineage pays more attention to survival ability.

"Living is the king." Mo Wang's face was full of pride at this moment, "What are you afraid of when kowtow? Kowtow took advantage of the moment when the other party was relaxed and attacked and took the other party's life."

Yi Ersan deeply agrees with Mo Wang's theory.

"In my remaining memory, there is really more than one genius who accuses me of bullying the small ones when he meets me." Mo Wang's smile was full of mockery, "Some people are hard-working and dissatisfied, and some tell me that Mo people who bully young men are poor, and that they can definitely kill me for three years. You said that I can give him three years. Am I a stupid pig? People offended him, but they still won't beat him to death? There are also those who play delaying strategies with me, but the methods are too low-level. In order to survive, I can't even make a kowtow. What big development can you do in the future?"

People like Yi Ersan who have been walking in the market since childhood understand and agree with Mo Wang's idea.

"I actually wanted to choose your father at first." Mo Wang said without hiding it at this time, "I just didn't expect that by accident, it turned out to be you."

Yi Ersan naturally understood Mo Wang's meaning. My father's experience in the martial arts world and dough are really not comparable to that of his own. As for qualifications, it is still the same thing. If my father took the Demon King system and started scratching the Demon King, it is worth talking about it. No one in the entire Haibin City may be spared. It will definitely be enough to get the slashed and it will be easier to improve the qualifications.

"You have the value of the Demon King now, you are the uncle." Mo Wang didn't have the appearance of a demon king who was once aloof and could create a bloody and storm. He looked like a profiteer at the height of the sky, "What are you planning to spend?"

Yi Ersan gradually began to understand that the real big devil was a little different from what he imagined. The real devil was not just bloodthirsty, but really had to be insidious, cunning, capricious, and decisive.

"What to spend?" Mo Wang urged again, "If you spend another 100,000 Demon King value, the Demon King Mall will be available for new ones."

"100,000? Why don't you grab it?" Yi Ersan complained, and his body honestly opened the Demon King Mall. As a person who has practiced the Demon Sutra, if he is forced to switch to the state of a demon cultivator to fight, he must have some self-protection ability, right?

Although fists and feet are good, it is also a good thing to get a knife.

Selfless Blood Sword! One hundred thousand devil kings worth!

When Yi Ersan saw this product before, he always felt that this thing was full of evil spirits. He always felt that even if he had 100 million demon kings worth, he would not buy it.

However, as he entered the wasteland, he used the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique with the bronze sword, and realized the intention of the sword, and knew the practicality of the sword. Yi Ersan decided to buy this selfless blood knife forged by the 71st generation of the great devil.

Although this blood knife is just a fragment, it doesn't seem to be much less powerful.

After all, every generation of great devils needs face, right? The forged weapons cannot be inferior products, right?

"You'll buy this self-free blood knife." Yi Ersan said directly, "It's worth 100,000 Demon King at once."

Mo Wang was not surprised by Yi Ersan's choice. In the first volume of the Demon Sutra, there is an absolutely terrifying sword technique like "The Demon Sword". After seeing the Demon Sword in the Demon Sutra, it is impossible not to choose this knife.

Although the bronze sword can also use the Demon Sword, the weapons forged by the Great Demon King can exert the true power of the Demon Sword.

The hundred thousand demon kings were worth spending, and Yi Ersan saw a box appearing in the Demon King Mall, followed by a line of introductions.

【Level B-level practitioner's essence and blood】
Chapter completed!