the rumor
Zhao Rui said with a smile: "I was indeed a doctor before, and I even opened a clinic. However, due to various reasons, the clinic was closed and I became a policeman instead."
"Really? Brother Zhao used to be a doctor? It's really surprising!" Xiao Fang was a little surprised, "Brother Zhao must be a famous doctor to be able to make such a miraculous plaster."
"How can you call it a miracle doctor, just to make a living. If you can't make it, you will change careers and become a policeman."
"Huh? You came to be a policeman because you can't get along?" Xiao Fang believed it, and couldn't help but be tongue-tied. She patted her smooth forehead with her hands, and groaned loudly: "Brother Zhao, you are really begging for food with your golden bowl! Your ointment has such magical effects. If you want to find an investor, you should It’s not difficult, is it? If it doesn’t work, selling it to a “pharmaceutical” factory will be a huge income!”
"I thought so too. It's a pity that the secret recipe passed down from the ancestors cannot be passed on to the outside world."
"It's so old, it's too backward to still hold such a rigid idea." Xiao Fang pouted and complained.
Zhao Rui chuckled. What he just said was of course an excuse, he just didn't want to sell it.
Although this saprophytic ointment looks ordinary, in fact, it is an immortal "medicine" formulated with rare natural materials and earth treasures according to the records of the ancient immortal doctor's canon, and even the refining utensils , is also the five-party refining furnace, such an ancient artifact.
If the resources spent in refining this ointment were converted into money, it would be an astronomical figure!
If it wasn't for sympathizing with Xiao Fang's experience, Zhao Rui would never have spent so much energy.
If the anti-rot organic ointment really had to be clearly marked, Zhao Rui didn't know how many people in this world could afford it.
Xiao Fang recovered from her injuries and was very excited. She also became more curious about Zhao Rui's past, so she pestered Zhao Rui to ask questions, hoping to learn more information from him.
But Zhao Rui didn't want to talk too much, lest his identity be exposed, he stopped Xiao Fang from talking with a smile, and said: "Okay, it's getting late, you should be tired after a day of tossing around, Rest now."
After speaking, he took out the remaining ointment and left the room.
Xiao Fang had no choice but to lie down and sleep.
Zhao Rui returned to his bedroom, waited until Xiao Fang's mother and daughter were fast asleep, then took out the Heart of Drought, and began to absorb the spiritual power of the fire element in it, while practicing "Eight Desolation Killing Immortal Art".
After training, he took out the five-element piercing order, and prepared to enter the illusion of heavenly blessing.
He wanted to go to the fantasy world to find out how Masahide Umaki, the chief priest of the Izumo Taisha, a Japanese Shinto religion, challenged the thirty-two real people in the distraction period, and how it was going.
He is very interested in the wars of these distracted powerhouses.
Because these powerhouses are also the goals of his cultivation!
After activating the five-element piercing order and entering the illusion of Tianfu, Zhao Rui came to Baishi Square on Hanging Island.
Although the square is usually very lively, but this time, it is a little different.
A large group of little demons gathered around a millennium-old ghost with a blue-black complexion and blue-white phosphorous flames floating around them. Listening to what he said eloquently, the sound of buying and selling that was usually endless was much quieter. .
Zhao Rui was curious and plunged into the crowd, wanting to listen to gossip too.
After finally separating from the crowd and pushing to the front, Zhao Rui grabbed someone beside him and asked, "What is this old ghost talking about?"
"You don't know? You don't know about such a big event in the cultivation world?"
The thousand-year-old ghost who was originally talking eloquently had extremely sensitive ears. When he heard Zhao Rui's question, he looked at Zhao Rui in surprise and screamed, "Yumu Zhengying, a practitioner from Fusang, an overseas island country, has swept away the comprehension." Thirty-two real people in the world of distraction! Don't you know such a big thing?"
"What?"
Zhao Rui was taken aback. Thirty-two real people are the top powerhouses in the distraction period. With his current strength, he can only look up to these cultivators.
Unexpectedly, he was swept away by the great priest of the Japanese Shintoism, which really made him unbelievable!
"Really? Fake?" He hurriedly asked.
"Of course it's true! Do you suspect that I'm talking nonsense?" The thousand-year-old ghost blew his beard and stared angrily, and the will-o'-the-wisps around him jumped wildly.
"Patriarch Yinfeng never speaks nonsense!"
"Yes, you kid, be careful!"
"Don't question people casually!"
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The little demons and ghosts who were watching were all dissatisfied and accused Zhao Rui.
Zhao Rui couldn't help smiling wryly, feeling that the power of public opinion should not be underestimated.
He quickly said: "No, no, no, no, I'm just a little surprised, you continue to talk, I'll listen."
Only then did the ancestor Yinfeng snort proudly, and continued: "I have watched the battle between Yumu Zhengying and the cultivators of the Middle Earth. The second cultivator is indeed a top powerhouse in the distraction stage, but that Yumu Zhengying is a practitioner of Fuso Shintoism, and his cultivation technique is so weird and dark that it is difficult to resist... "
The more Zhao Rui listened to it, the more he felt unreliable. This old ghost played too mysteriously, almost like a storyteller, which was unbelievable.
At this moment, a figure came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Don't listen to this old devil's nonsense, this guy is famous as a magic stick. He can only deceive those rookies who have just stepped into the cultivation world. Come with me, and I will tell you the truth."
Zhao Rui looked back and saw that it was Taoist Xuanling of the Artifact Sect, so he nodded and prepared to leave with Taoist Xuanling.
However, Taoist Xuanling's voice was a bit loud, and Patriarch Yinfeng also heard his evaluation of himself, and couldn't help being furious: "Hey, you old man, how dare you arrange my patriarch like this..."
The angry voice yelled halfway, and then suddenly became quieter. At this moment, Patriarch Yinfeng finally recognized that the guy who said he was a magic stick just now turned out to be Taoist Xuanling, the great master of the Artifact Refining Sect!
"So... so it's you, Daoist Xuanling! Hehe... Hehehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you all the time. You always walk slowly, please walk slowly!"
Taoist Xuanling glanced at him, snorted, and criticized: "Even if you brag in the future, there must be a limit, don't overdo it."
"Yes, yes, what you always said is true, you must remember it, and you must correct it." The Yinfeng ancestor laughed along with his head, nodding his head like an old hen pecking at rice.
Seeing his appearance, Zhao Rui couldn't help laughing secretly, thinking that this old ghost has a prestigious name, but it turned out to be a balloon that would burst when poked.
He couldn't help shaking his head, and followed Taoist Xuanling.
The two passed through the crowd and came to the shop of the Artifact Refining School, and found that Feng Sangzi was also sitting inside.
The three met, smiled and greeted for a while, and then got to the point.
Zhao Rui couldn't wait to ask: "What happened to the war between the great priest of the Izumo Taisha Shrine Yuki Masahide and the Thirty-two Immortals?"
Taoist Xuanling stroked his beard, and said unhurriedly: "Yumu Zhengying swept sixteen of the thirty-two real people with absolute advantage. Except for the top-ranked real person Baishui in Qingcheng Mountain, the others did not compete with Yumu. The strong men in the distraction stage who fought against Zhengying also thought they were not as good. Although the old ghost of Yinfeng was exaggerating a bit, he was basically right. I just think that the old ghost is not angry in his heart because he uplifts others' aspirations and destroys his own prestige. , so I scolded him. However, the old ghost is born with such a "nature", so there is no way. Hehe, "
"The practitioners of Shintoism in Fusang Kingdom should not be underestimated! At the beginning, I thought that Yumu Zhengying would be defeated soon, but what I didn't expect was that his strength was so strong that he defeated the three Twelve real people swept away!"
Taoist Xuanling also nodded solemnly: "Although I think that Yumu Zhengying is a strong man, I never expected that he would be so strong! Now, only Master Qingcheng Mountain Worshiping Water can compete with you." If he even loses the water-worshiping real person, then the title of thirty-two real people in the distraction period will be reduced to a laughingstock!"
Feng Sangzi said: "I hope Master Baishui can defeat Yumu Zhengying."
Zhao Rui listened quietly to the discussion of the two great masters, feeling very uncomfortable.
These two cultivators have escaped the world for thousands of years, and they don't know much about modern history, so they just make evaluations as outsiders.
But he was different. The education he received since he was a child made him not have a good impression of the Japanese.
And Yumu Zhengying swept the thirty-two real people with his tyrannical posture, which greatly stimulated him, and an unknown fire quietly ignited in his heart.
He unconsciously regarded Yumu Zhengying as an imaginary enemy, hoping to completely defeat him one day!
However, the great priest Yumu Zhengying is already a top-level cultivator in the distraction stage, and Zhao Rui's current "Eight Desolation Killing Immortals" has only practiced to the middle stage of god refining, which is equivalent to a cultivator in the out-of-body stage. Not on one level.
Therefore, Zhao Rui urgently hoped that he could break through the middle stage of refining gods as soon as possible and enter the stage of late refining gods.