The crisis in Demon Tooth City has been resolved.

Xu Yunshuang was seriously injured, and Renshen begged so hard that the former could only follow him and return to Danqing Pure Land to heal his injuries.

Wang Zhaochu also wanted to investigate the matter of the Shura Magic Pot, so he also left a jade slip for transmitting sound to Zhao Chu, and then disappeared.

Although this city has withstood a catastrophe, many people died and many were injured, but many people survived.

The pain must be borne in the end.

Just like a doctor can save your life, but you must endure the pain yourself.

At least, compared to that city where everyone was massacred, you are still alive.

…

"Shura Magic Pot."

After Zhao Chu could no longer sense any strong aura, he shook his head and walked towards the corner next door.

No one could see that there was an invisible thread in front of Zhao Chu.

To Zhao Chu, this thread is actually an arrow.

It guided Zhao Chu's inner curiosity.

Far away, yet so close.

Who would have thought that the magic weapon that cannot be found in the cave is actually right under his nose.

Even though Wang Zhaochu had dug three feet into the ground of Demon Tooth City and exhausted all methods of exploration, he still found nothing.

But this is not to blame for Wang Zhaochu's incompetence.

The Shura Magic Pot was a fatal secret treasure and a forbidden magical weapon in the Ten Demonic Palaces back then.

The control and concealment of this magical weapon is even more important.

It is normal to not be able to detect it in the Cave Void Realm.

But for Zhao Chu, this Shura magic pot had nowhere to hide.

At the end of the street corner, there is a thatched hut. It is so simple that it leaks air from all sides, and the window paper is tattered. From the mottled and tattered door, there is an air of death in the twilight.

Yes, in this kind of house, there are usually lonely elderly people living.

Their only mission is to wait for the end of life.

Zhao Chu opened the door calmly.

Old tables and chairs, an oil lamp, emitting a dim yellow light. On a shabby wooden bed, there is a patched quilt. The stove is in the corner not far from the bed. There are some noodles without seasoning in the pot.

It has long been like paste, and has become a ball.

A gray-haired old man squatted in the corner, breathing too much out and not taking in enough.

He was already very old, and his body was damaged by the poisonous gas. Now he was dying and was about to die.

"You are finally here, the 19th generation pot holder, you have been waiting for the Demon Yi Palace for a long time."

"Living up to everyone's expectations, the Shura Magic Pot has been made."

Although the old man was on the verge of death, after hearing the footsteps, he suddenly came back to his senses, and his turbid pupils shone with a pious luster.

"No, who are you?"

But after the old man clearly saw the person coming, his pupils suddenly became alert.

His strength is not strong, he is only in the foundation building realm.

But at this moment, he was as alert as a wolf.

Zhao Chu shook his head.

He can judge the whole situation in an instant.

Refining a Shura Magic Pot is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and some materials are only available in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

Thousands of years ago, the Ten Demon Palaces had been bombarded by all the forces in the Nine Heavens Fairyland, leaving only the Demon Palace of Yi lingering in the sky and the sea of ​​stars.

It is simply impossible to re-forge the Shura Magic Pot.

The Shura Demon Pot in front of me must be a leftover from the Ten Demon Palaces back then.

And the person in charge of the pot should be the family that has guarded the Shura Demon Pot for generations.

19 generations.

After a rough calculation, it seems that this was also the year when the Ten Demonic Palaces were massacred.

And Zhao Chu also knew the reason why the Shura Magic Pot was guarded by some mortals.

If a monk above Natural Selection does not have special magical power formulas and holds the Shura Magic Pot, even if it is a broken fragment, it will trigger a lot of poisonous mist phenomena and cause unnecessary trouble.

For mortals, their strength is too low to arouse the aura in Shura's magic pot, so they can hide it safely.

After all, it is a semi-finished product, so it needs to be accumulated in secret.

"There is nothing in the old house except a few pieces of silver to buy a coffin. If you want it, take it. I want to ask you one thing. After I die, wrap it up in a straw mat to prevent me from reincarnation."

The old man regarded Zhao Chu as a burglar, and reluctantly took out a few pieces of silver from his arms.

"I want to know what the purpose of the Demon Yi Palace is today."

"Or, what kind of existence it is."

Zhao Chu sat calmly on the broken chair and stared at the old man seriously.

at the same time.

In his palm, he took out a blood-red token.

The order of the master of Yi Demon Palace.

It was a token that You Yiyu passed down to him back then. He didn't know if the Yi Demon Palace would still recognize this token thousands of years later.

Zhao Chu was just testing it out.

Since this old man has been controlling the Shura Magic Pot for 19 generations, he should know some secrets.

"This is...impossible...this is the palace master's order!"

The old man had a fearless expression before, but in the next breath, he jumped up like a mantis, bursting out with the greatest strength before his death.

"Huh? Do you recognize it? It seems that this Yi Demon Palace is the Yi Demon Palace mentioned by You Yi Yu."

Zhao Chu nodded.

"The Palace Master's order, the Palace Master's order. That's not right. You are not from Yi Mo Palace at all. There is something wrong with your aura. Who are you? Where did this Palace Master's order come from?"

The old man asked with scarlet pupils.

"I want to know what kind of existence the Yi Demon Palace is today and what its purpose is!"

Zhao Chu asked again.

This time, the power of his spiritual thoughts came down so hard that the old man almost lost his soul.

"Hand over the palace master's order, and the palace master will pardon your death penalty and give you a great merit."

The old man was under pressure and clutched Zhao Chu's sleeves.

"Haha, the palace master's order has indeed appeared. This is a sign that Yi Demon Palace has returned to the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, haha!"

"It happened, it really happened."

The old man was laughing so hard that he was almost going crazy.

…

"Sure enough, the token is useful, but it's useless to me."

"Today's Yi Demon Palace has long been out of control. It is impossible to take away everything that others have managed for thousands of years with just a token."

Zhao Chu smiled and put away the palace master's order directly.

He didn't feel disappointed at all.

The greatest wealth of Yi Demon Palace is You Yiyu's magical powers, and Zhao Chu has already obtained them all. He is too lazy to pay attention to this power.

Return to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

This is the goal of Demon Yi Palace, and Zhao Chu should have thought of it long ago.

"The palace master's order is the key to unlocking the secret. The palace master must get it. You can't escape. I have left a mark on you. The strong men from Yi Demon Palace will come soon."

"Do you want to take away the Shura Magic Pot? There is no need to waste your efforts. You only have the palace master's order and you can't find where the Shura Magic Pot is."

Seeing Zhao Chu's vigilance, the old man knew that things were not as simple as he thought.

He directly burned himself and planted a divine mark on Zhao Chu, which was also a curse.

At this moment, everyone in Yi Mo Palace already knew that the palace master was born, and soon there would be strong followers who would directly capture this young man.

"When you gave me the spiritual mark, you were also telling me how to distinguish the members of the Yi Demon Palace."
To be continued...