Chapter 1045 (2/2)

Zhou Yi even took a look at the divine knowledge, and immediately shook his head reluctantly. The total number of Jianmen sect is not more than 50... It's really a dog in the sun.

”Master, we are back.”

Before entering the mountain gate, ah Qing shouted inside.

After hearing ah Qing's voice, an old man with a kind face, white head, white eyebrows and white beard came out with a stick, smiled at ah Qing and said, ”ah Qing and ah Nian are back?”

Suddenly, the old man's pupils narrowed and his eyes instantly turned to Zhou Yi, ”is he a man of the demon family?”

The old man couldn't help but be surprised at Zhou Yi's evil spirit. He was even more surprised at Zhou Yi's Cultivation - the great perfection of the golden elixir!

”Master, this is a demon clan elder who passed by here. He came here to compete with you,” ah Qing said honestly in the face of the old man's doubts.

”Duel? I don't know if you really came here to duel with me?” the old man looked at Zhou Yi, paused, and helplessly bowed his hand and continued: ”please raise your hand, master of the demon clan. I really don't have what you demon clan people need. I hope to let us go when I'm always in ruins.”

Well, Zhou Yi is very embarrassed.

He wanted to tell the old man that he was just looking at the quiet and came here to heal his wounds. He was not a demon.

But he looked at the evil spirit that was emanating from his whole body all the time. He swallowed his words again.

Mom, sure enough, mom is right. Lying will be punished!

Suddenly, Zhou Yi looked at the old man's right leg and said thoughtfully, ”if I'm not mistaken, Lord, your right foot was hurt?”

”Master, what are you?” the old man looked at Zhou Yi warily as his face changed.

”No need to be vigilant. I can help you treat your right foot, but only if you let me stay in your house for a few days.”

Zhou Yi seemed to see hope and hurriedly said.

”Seriously?” the old man's face was happy, but after thinking that Zhou Yi was a demon at this time, he regained some vigilance. ”Why do you deceive me, senior? Our sect really doesn't have what the senior family needs.”

Although Zhou Yi wants to know what the old man has been emphasizing, Zhou Yi also understands that the old man's vigilance has not been dispelled at this time. It's inappropriate to ask these questions.

So he reached out and took out a pill and threw it to the old man.

”This is a bottle of healing medicine, especially for trauma. You might as well try it, Lord.”

The old man took the medicine bottle and hesitated for a long time until he pulled out the cork and took out a pill. Then he looked happy and said, ”this is Jinchuang pill. It has a miraculous effect on the degree of damage treatment caused by the attack on the friar Jindan. I once saw it at the Rongcheng auction and sold it at a sky high price on the spot...”

Seeing that the pill was beyond doubt, the old man quickly swallowed it and took it. Almost in the Kung Fu of a cup of tea, the old man's right leg recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

”Thank you for your treatment. I can't repay you. I can only let you stay in our sect temporarily according to your request.” the old man said very sincerely: ”I hope you don't dislike our sect's simplicity.”

”No harm, just give me a quiet room and let me rest.” Zhou Yi waved his hand and said casually.

Seeing this, the old man immediately arranged it.

......

Zhou Yi sits in the room arranged by the sect leader of Jianmen and feels the magic gas floating in the air. Zhou Yi sighs and starts to operate his spiritual power to heal his wounds.

I don't know if it's because he's in the magic island and the air is filled with magic gas. Zhou Yi feels that the recovery speed of his injury has more than doubled, which makes him speechless and happy.

Thanks to himself, if Chiyou wins, he will never turn over again.

”Master of Jianmen sect, have you thought about it? Hand over the most precious treasure of the demon clan, or you will flatten your Jianmen sect and destroy your Jianmen sect!”

As Zhou Yi struggled to heal his wounds, a murderous voice sounded.

Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, then went out of the room and stepped out of the gate of Jianmen Zongshan.

At this time, there were more than a hundred famous demon people with horns and wings outside the mountain. They looked inside the Mountain Gate of Jianmen sect and seemed to be waiting for something.

”Alas.”

With a sigh, the leader of Jianmen sect, the white haired old man, came to the gate of Jianmen sect, looked at more than a hundred people of the demon clan, and said bitterly: ”several adults of the demon clan, this sect really doesn't have the magic treasure you said. Please see that it's not easy for our sect to preach. Please raise your hand.”

”Fart.”

A big man with four wings on his back and the devil's gas all over came out, spat gently at the leader of Jianmen sect, and scolded: ”you Jianmen sect can't be without our magic family treasure!”