Supreme Demon God System

"There are one hundred thousand in this card."

The uncle standing behind Zhao Yi said slowly, and then handed the card to the boss.

"Why is it him."

Zhao Yi tilted his head slightly, and immediately saw the uncle behind him, who had been met outside the door before.

"Sorry, first come first."

Having said that, Zhao Yi directly scanned the QR code and paid successfully. Although this herb cost him a month's salary, it was nothing compared to his own life.

"Mr. Li Jin, I'm really sorry, since the money has been received, this herb can only be given to this little brother."

As the boss said, he handed the Earth Spirit Grass to Zhao Yi.

"Give me the Earth Spirit Grass, I can pay you one hundred thousand more!"

The uncle who was called Li Jin by the boss frowned, and a touch of disdain passed in his eyes. He estimated that Zhao Yi took the opportunity to buy it just to make some extra money.

"No."

However, Zhao Yi didn't even look at it and refused.

"Boy, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

Rejected by a student of Zhao Yi, Li Jin's complexion immediately became gloomy, and his words contained some threats.

Zhao Yi didn't seem to hear it. He took the herb and walked away on his own. For him, it is better to find the furnace that he wants first.

"father……"

The little girl beside her saw Li Jin's ferocious eyes for the first time, and her immature face showed a hint of fear.

"It's okay, Wenwen, let's go buy medicine elsewhere."

As if he knew that he scared the girl, Li Jin quickly showed a smile, which comforted the girl.

"found it!"

Zhao Yi wandered around for more than half a circle and finally found a seller. Although the pill furnace did not look good, it gave Zhao Yi a special feeling.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

Zhao Yi came to the booth and saw the small alchemy furnace at a glance. It was only the size of a basin. Although it was not as good as an authentic alchemy furnace, Zhao Yi's current strength was just right.

After the price was negotiated, Zhao Yi packed up and went back.

However, the originally lively underground auction site, as Zhao Yi turned his head and left, he found that there were gradually fewer people around him.

Although the auction is not open today, it is not that the people around will suddenly become very few.

"Come out, don't follow sneakily."

Zhao Yi walked out of the underground auction room and came to the antique street. There was no one around and the store door was locked.

"Boy, hand over what you have on you, so that you can save yourself some skin and flesh pain!"

A few people in black were slightly startled and walked out slowly. They held daggers and stared at Zhao Yi closely. If Zhao Yi had any changes, they would probably violently shoot.

"Brother, I don't have anything valuable. I just bought a grass and a stove at the auction."

Zhao Yi said slowly, taking out what he had just bought and walking over.

"Don't come over, just leave things where they are!"

Seeing Zhao Yi approaching, a man in black immediately said loudly, and the pair of eyes kept staring at the Earth Spirit Grass in Zhao Yi's hand.

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised slightly, already guessing who sent these.

"Sorry, I don't like to be directed by others."

Zhao Yi smiled slightly. When the voice fell, Zhao Yi suddenly appeared in front of the three men in black, raised his arms, and waved down at their chests.

"Steel Fist!"

To deal with these people, Zhao Yi didn't have the slightest pity, used martial arts, a heavy fist blasted out, and slammed on the black man, accompanied by a sound of broken muscles and bones, they fell directly to the ground, wailing endlessly. .

"I don't want to make trouble, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of trouble. If it provokes me, I will destroy the nine races!"

Zhao Yihan said, even the wailing black-clothed man was shuddering, the look in his eyes, like a demon coming out of the Nine Nether Land, made people shudder.

"roll!"

"Yes!"

The ground where the three men in black were lying on their stomachs was already soaked. Hearing Zhao Yi's "rolling", he immediately received an amnesty. Despite the pain on his body, he crawled and fled.

Zhao Yi looked at a certain direction coldly, and turned and left. When he left, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, a string of bracelets fell off his body.

"Who is that kid?"

Li Jin, who was hiding in the dark, walked out slowly, watching Zhao Yi's back gradually leaving, holding his palm tightly.

"Father, I'm so dizzy."

The little girl who had been following Li Jin's face slowly turned dark, extremely strange.

"It happened at this time!"

Li Jin gritted his teeth, took out a bottle of medicine from his body, and let the girl swallow it directly. Although the dark complexion began to return to normal slowly, the speed was abnormally slow.

"Damn, go to the hospital as soon as possible!"

Li Jin looked ugly, picked up the girl quickly, looked at a bracelet on the ground, and picked it up.

"Next, I will carefully refine the pill for the advanced martial artist!"

Zhao Yi returned to the back mountain outside the villa and took out all the materials he bought today.

As a former emperor of Wu, although he had never learned alchemy, he had some exposure to it. Refining low-level pills was completely fine.

Although he could also use alchemy to refine Detoxification Pill, that kind of material is even more difficult to find, and the requirements for refining are extremely high, not what Zhao Yi's current cultivation base can refine.

Therefore, Zhao Yi can only retreat to the second place, refine the Earth Spirit Pill, and use the power of the pill to advance to the Martial Artist Realm!

The thought flashed, Zhao Yi didn't hesitate at all, and went straight ahead.

...

At the same time, in a temple outside Beiming City, it was extremely quiet. Apart from some monks cleaning in the temple, no one was seen.

In this slightly idle temple, a figure knelt on one knee, sweating on his forehead.

"Why, didn't you even bring me the trivial spirit iron spirit?"

On the high platform of the temple, a monk was sitting, holding a rosary, and an unhappy voice came down.

"Sorry, big brother, a'Cheng Yaojin' was killed in the middle and snatched away the spirit iron spirit. Please punish him!"

If Zhao Yi were here, he would surely be able to find that the man who was kneeling on one knee was the light monk who had been snatched from the spirit iron spirit!

"what!"

The monk sitting on the high platform was immediately furious, his figure shook, and he did not know where he floated down.

"Please punish me, Brother Wunian!" The Qingdao monk lowered his head lower, with a look of self-blame.

"It doesn't matter, although the spirit is very important, but I am very happy that you can come back as a big brother, but someone hurt you, no matter who that guy is, I will make him pay!"

The monk who claimed to be Wunian saw that the Qingdao monk was injured at a glance, and immediately angered.

"Brother Qingdao, now you are living and resting for a few days. Give me the portrait of the person who hurt you. This time I will do it myself!"