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

I finished reading the story "The Crow Drinks Water" today.

It’s not hard to see, according to this story.

Jingwei reclaimed the sea, probably to drink seawater.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 2203 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Secret realm.

Sect Master Zhang has been very agitated recently.

Breaking the big pot, the bigger you try, the more tiring it will be, and there is no guarantee of success.

Ever since the battle with the birdman from the shrine.

Zhang Dazong learned from the experience and felt that the pot lid is still very necessary.

Last time there was no lid on the pot, and it was badly burned by the birdman from the Shrine who used the "Crying Chicken Ritian" move.

Wait, is that the name of that move?

The rooster crows every day, the rooster crows every day, the rooster crows every day...

Anyway, that’s probably what it means.

In order to prevent himself from being burned like a beggar chicken again, Zhang Da decided to creatively add a mechanism lid to the new large pot.

It can be turned on and off through the mechanism, so that it can defend against air attacks.

Secondly, Sect Leader Zhang Da also plans to come up with some new attack methods for Da Hu.

It turns out that Zhang Mo had been thinking about getting some weapons for Dahu to increase his attack capabilities.

Now I think this idea is very stupid.

Dahu doesn't know any moves or techniques. It still relies on strength and speed to win.

The increased power of cold weapons is limited unless Dahu can hold the towering tree by himself and then sweep across thousands of armies.

Since Dahu couldn't handle it on his own, Zhang Mo decided to find another way.

A large pot made of these ores with spiritual energy will itself have powerful spiritual energy.

Can you think of a way to use this spiritual energy when Dahu fights?

For example, with one punch, it is covered with powerful spiritual energy, which can cause a range of killing effects.

Or, when running, the spiritual energy can be activated to make the big pot even more terrifying.

Even, in the end, it would be great if the big pot could be like the rock monster, relying on the spiritual energy to release large rock balls.

The effect is absolutely amazing!

Any bird-man that comes again can be killed with one move!

The idea is great, but the production process is endless.

Zhang Mo felt like his brain was burning just because of how to make Dahu use the spiritual energy smoothly.

If it weren't for Xiong Wudi Miaoli and the others who recently got a lot of books about magic seals from the Soul Sect, Zhang Mo would have felt like giving up.

Not to mention, these devil-seal books are said to be the most secret treasures of the Soul Sect, and their storage restrictions are at the highest level.

It was only after Zhang Mo read these books that he realized that the pot he made actually came to life through the magic seal.

Moreover, the magic seal used is the most profound kind, called the magic seal of life and death.

Zhang Mo touched his chin and thought for a long time before confirming that what was written in the book was not false.

Oops, it seems that the devil is quite generous and gives you advanced stuff!

It's just that the packaging is so rubbish, someone else would have thrown the wishing pot aside as a rubbish skill.

In other words, this sect leader has a flexible mind!

I have never given up this skill.

Of course, if you say that the sect leader was so poor that he only had two skills at that time, it would be fair to say that he had to use them.

But the key is still to be flexible!

Ahem, let’s talk about this from now on, don’t say anything about only two skills...

Zhang Mo has been studying the magic seal for a while and is now getting started.

To be more precise, the door has not been found yet.

But Zhang Mo is not afraid at all. Others have to worry about materials when studying magic seals.

He doesn't have to worry about this!

What stands out is that more money is a waste. Take the money pile, but also learn how to use the magic seal!

If you have money, you will be willful!

In fact, Zhang Mo also had some thoughts. Judging from his cultivation qualifications, although he is still improving, he is still miserable now. Don't expect improvement through diligent cultivation (this sect master is not a diligent person).

There's also the level of his skills. He hasn't learned a single move until now, not even the black tiger pulling out the heart or the vicious dog pouncing on his food (this sect leader is not a good learner either).

The most important thing is his self-defense ability. Apart from a token, there is basically nothing else. As for relying on subordinates, tsk tsk, if you can rely on your subordinates, sows can climb trees (this sect master is not a pig-lover).

Therefore, if you can learn the magic seal, can you use it on yourself in the future?

Bring more treasures with spiritual energy when you go out. I can also put a rock ball or something like that, wouldn't it be beautiful!

It feels good to kill people with money!

With this idea in mind, Zhang Mo worked hard, studied hard, and studied hard.

As for the results...

Ahem, why don’t you pick up whichever pot you don’t want to drink, okay?

Never heard that sentence?

The future is bright, but the road is tortuous. If you push too hard, you will be beaten to death. You will be beaten to death!

"metropolitan!"

There was a shout from behind, and you could tell who it was by hearing the excitement.

The rock monsters around him retreated, forming a wave shape at Zhang Mo's feet, and then sent him back to the ground.

At a glance, Zhang Mo saw Lao Li's flattering smile, and immediately took out the token, made it bigger and longer, and held it against him to prevent the old boy from rubbing his nose on my sect leader's thighs and trousers again.

"Sect Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are so majestic again. Your overwhelming domineering attitude makes me tremble. Your overwhelming heroic appearance will always be in my heart. You are overwhelming, uh, overwhelming..."

"Okay, okay, I'll talk nonsense later. I'll let you talk for a while, and I've already had tea with the Lord of Hell. Also, I saw the note you secretly took! Pay attention next time!"

Zhang Mo interrupted Lao Li's flattery. How can one stand the pressure of light?

Quickly, Lao Li came forward and said: "Sect Master, although it is written on paper, it is my heartfelt voice. If you let me become the emperor, I will definitely spread your greatness throughout the ages..."

Zhang Mo glanced at Lao Li and said: "Come on, when you become emperor, all the women in the world will have to run away. You are not afraid of dying when you are exhausted. Where is the altar, have you brought it over?"

Old Li nodded repeatedly and said: "Bring it, bring it."

Zhang Mo nodded and said, "Move it to the backyard for me later. By the way, where is Zihuang?"

When Lao Li heard this, he quickly waved. Behind him, several demon cultivators pushed Zihuang into the secret realm and asked Zihuang to walk towards Zhang Mo.

There was a circle of chains tied around his body, and the restraints and poison pills made Zihuang's face turn pale and his blood faded.

The clothes are quite neat and the hair is slightly messy.

Slowly, Zihuang walked up to Zhang Mo.

With a bit of fear and a bit of unwillingness.

Zihuang said: "I have met Sect Master Zhang!"

Zhang Moze looked at Zihuang with a faint smile and said: "Miss Zihuang, we meet again. After saying goodbye to Black Wind Ridge, girl Zihuang has caused a lot of trouble for our sect leader. That pig demon was written by you Bar."