I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

People who think of me in a complicated way.

Your minds are not simple either!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1219 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Continue walking up to the second floor, and the treasures immediately become high-end.

Zhang Mo even saw a lot of good things containing spiritual energy.

"Well, not bad, everything is good. Yang Shuo, pack it up, take it all back and seal it up, I'll keep it for use!"

Zhang Mo was not polite. With a wave of his hand, half of the treasures on the second floor had to be taken away.

Lao Li's heart suddenly bleeds. He has been busy for more than half a year. When the sect master comes, he instantly returns to before the war.

Yang Shuocai was not polite and took it away if he liked it. Anyway, the sect master said it would be useful, so he didn't dare not give it to Lao Li.

"Let's go up to the third floor and take a look. It should be better up there!"

With that said, Zhang Mo walked towards the third floor.

Lao Li quickly stopped and said: "Sect Master, there is no third floor left. The third floor has just been built, and nothing has been installed yet."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Mo looked suspicious, thinking that Old Li was farting again.

Old Li nodded repeatedly and said: "Really, Sect Master, it's nothing. By the way, Sect Master, I have specially prepared a gift for you."

Hastily, Lao Li took out a ring from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Mo respectfully.

The purple ring has no patterns or carvings, and it feels warm to the touch.

Unfortunately, it doesn't look like a treasure that contains a lot of spiritual energy, but more like a treasure like the Sumeru Ring.

Zhang Mo asked: "What's the use?"

Old Li said: "This is the Spiritual Fire Ring, a family heirloom of the Chen family in the county. It is a real spiritual treasure. It is more valuable than the ordinary Sumeru Ring!"

"Spirit fire ring?"

Zhang Mo still didn't quite understand. After slowly putting it on and injecting vitality into it, the ring shone slightly, but he didn't feel any difference.

Lao Li immediately took a candle from the side.

"Sect Master, try it and light it!"

Zhang Mo frowned and pointed at the candle with his palm.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhang Mo felt that his vitality was missing and he headed straight for the Spiritual Fire Ring.

Then the spirit fire ring flashed, and a wisp of flame appeared to light the candle.

"good!"

Yang Shuo applauded vigorously, and Lao Li quickly smiled flatteringly and said: "Beautiful, the sect master is the sect master, and he can use any spiritual treasure at once!"

Zhang Mo looked at the ring again and said, "It can create flames out of thin air, right?"

Lao Li hurriedly said: "No, it is to create a spiritual flame. Look carefully, the colors of the flames are different. Is there a bit of green light?"

Zhang Mo took a closer look and found that, as Lao Li said, there was indeed a little green light. Could it be...

Old Li said with joy: "Sect Master, I heard that you have been short of materials for making pots, especially soul fire. I asked and asked, threatened and intimidated, and used all kinds of tricks and calculations to help you. Find this ring. I think it should be able to make up for your lack of soul fire!"

Zhang Mo's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the ring again. This thing, to him, is an artifact!

If you really just can make flames, that's nothing. You can just learn some flame techniques and you can do it.

But spiritual fire is different!

Although it requires energy consumption, although it seems that the green light is not enough now. But it doesn't matter. It's true that it really solves his material gap.

Zhang Mo patted Lao Li on the shoulder with satisfaction and said: "Well done, very well done. The Demon Sect needs you to be such a loyal, courageous, hard-working, down-to-earth and reliable elder. You will be rewarded, you will be rewarded. ah!"

Lao Li nodded repeatedly and twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, not sure whether he should smile or not.

He always felt that the sect leader was "scolding" him when he said these words. Do these words really describe him?

Could it be that the sect leader was deliberately mocking him?

Moreover, Sect Master, you said reward, what reward? I haven’t said anything about the reward yet!

Did it just slide by?

Zhang Mo touched the ring, turned around and said, "I won't read anything else. I have to go back and try the ring. Let's go, Yang Shuo."

Zhang Mo strode away, Yang Shuo responded softly, then looked at Lao Li with a smile and said in a low voice: "You are smart today, you will lose money and avoid disaster."

What else could Lao Li say, he could only cry silently in his heart, why is it always me who gets hurt!

"Sect Master, please walk slowly!"

…

Zhang Mo left the weapon shop with satisfaction, and then took Yang Shuo straight to the county governor's mansion.

At this time, what Zhang Mo didn't know was that several pairs of eyes were staring at him in the teahouse opposite the weapons shop.

On the second floor of the tea house, the word "di" is Yajian.

Several men stood at the window, staring at Zhang Mo's retreating figure.

"Brother, is it him?"

"Yes, that's him, exactly like the picture!"

"Damn it. Brother, are you blind? He is not the same as in the portrait. In the portrait, he is clearly a piece of shit turned into sperm, okay?"

"The portraits I'm talking about are not the portraits in the takeaway newspapers. Those are for the world to see, to make them believe that the demon cultivator is evil, cruel, and ugly. The portraits I'm talking about are internal portraits. Look, are they exactly the same!"

"Damn it, they are exactly the same. It turns out that the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect is so young!"

The leader nodded and slowly put away the portrait.

Then he pointed in the direction Zhang Mo was leaving and said: "You are so terrifying, Devil Zhang, so I have to wait for you. All other plans have been suspended. Next, our Fuqing Association has only one major thing to do, and that is to kill this guy." Zhang Motou!"

"That's right, brother. If you kill him, the demonic cultivators will be in chaos. Then we can win in the chaos and bring peace to Qingjun."

"Well, we, the four brothers Qingbi and Jinjian, will definitely be able to complete this task!"

"I think so!"

The four of them had solemn faces and solemn expressions.

They are the leaders of the Fuqing Association, former disciples of the Qingmen of Qingjun, the eldest brother Lei Yong, former disciples of the Qingjun government sect, second brother Qin Feng, former disciples of the Bafang sect of Qingjun, third brother Wu Shiquan, former disciples of the Zhengyi sect of Qingjun , the fourth brother Liao Yishan.

Among them, Lei Yong also has a pen name called Juebi Scholar!

The teahouse is on the third floor.

Similarly, there was also a pair of eyes that had just been withdrawn from Zhang Mo.

"This is the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I thought he would be so shocking. At least he should be domineering. Why is he so ordinary?"

"Miss, I heard that he can transform. If he transforms, he might be shocking."

"Really, Mu Mu, you also practice the magic of swallowing demons. Can you transform?"

The lazy girl in black clothes slowly turned around and looked at the big guard behind her.

The guard showed a bright smile and said: "Miss, I can transform into a foodie, so that counts."

The girl in black clothes looked away, waved her hand and said: "Okay, stop talking, don't turn into a foodie, you have almost eaten all the tables and chairs in the room."

Sighing softly, the girl in black shirt continued: "The sect asked us to take a look at this Sect Leader Zhang. I can't see anything right now. We still have to take a closer look!"

The guard said with a wooden smile: "Young lady not only wants to see him, but also wants to capture him."

The girl in the black shirt licked her lips and said: "If you can win it, of course you have to win it. It would be a pity to give such a big Qingjun to others. The sect must have thought so too, otherwise they would not have sent me Tianmei here. "