Many federal history books refer to that battle as the day of the Demon Tribulation, and Jing Daoxian also has the nickname of the Demon King. At that time, there were not as many epic-level powerhouses in the Federation as there are now, and killing twenty-seven epic-level powerhouses in a row almost slaughtered most of the human powerhouses, making the strength of the entire human race regress by at least ten years.

Zhou Wen stared at the old man in front of him, there was really no way to connect this sick old man with the legendary man who was as terrifying as a demon king.

"Are you the Demon King Jing Dao Immortal?" Zhou Wen was not frightened by the confinement of his body, because he knew very well that fear had no effect at all.

"Are you willing to ask for it now?" said Jing Daoxian with a smile looking at Zhou Wen.

"Yes. Zhou Wen replied without hesitation, he didn't want to die in the hands of this big devil.

Jing Daoxian heard Zhou Wen's answer, but narrowed his eyes and looked at him and said: "You say you want it, but you don't want it in your heart, even if you take it, I'm afraid you won't practice." ”

"This guy is sick, right?" Zhou Wen thought to himself: "Of course I won't practice, then what kind of Heavenly Demon True Solution is really the vitality trick of you, the big devil, if I practice, the federal government still thinks that I have something to do with you, wouldn't it be wanted with me." ”

Jing Daoxian pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, he took the notebook in his hand back into his arms, and took out another thing instead.

It was a purple metal box, somewhat resembling copper, but not as shiny as copper, showing a dull matte texture.

The metal box is ten square, only the size of a cigarette box, it looks very small and exquisite, and on the top of the box, there are some strange and chaotic patterns, and three words are arranged vertically in the middle.

"Lost Immortal Sutra!" Zhou Wen recognized the three words on it, but he didn't know what these three words meant.

The old man took the small purple metal box to Zhou Wen, and lifted the top lid with his fingers, only then did Zhou Wen realize that it was not a box at all, but a piece of purple metal connected together, just like a purple metal business card.

The purple metal sheet is very thin, there are as many as thirteen sheets, and each one is engraved with a lot of small characters, because the characters are too small, Zhou Wen didn't see what was written on it.

Jing Daoxian opened the purple metal piece, but he didn't look at the handwriting on it, just shook it in front of Zhou Wen, and then folded it back on, turning it into a purple metal block the size of a cigarette box, and then put it in Zhou Wen's hand.

"There's a Yuan Qi recipe recorded on it, it's very interesting, take it back and practice it slowly. Jing Daoxian smiled strangely, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and Zhou Wen was a little hairy in his heart.

Jing Dao Immortal stuffed the Immortal Sutra into Zhou Wen's hand, and then he bent over, coughed lightly, and walked away on the long street step by step, and soon disappeared into the dark street.

Only then did Zhou Wen feel that the invisible power in his body dissipated, regained control of his body, glanced at the direction in which Jing Daoxian disappeared, and could no longer see his figure, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at the metal piece in his heart.

"In the history books, it is said that Jing Daoxian has a perverse personality and does things according to his preferences, and this is true when I see it today. "The legendary Jing Dao Immortal is moody, killing people is as simple as eating and drinking, there is no moral concept at all, Zhou Wen doesn't believe that the Jing Dao Immortal will be so kind, and when he meets Pingshui, he will give him a high-level vitality recipe.

Zhou Wen took the metal piece and looked at it over and over, but he didn't find anything special, if he didn't open it, it was like a metal cigarette case.

After thinking about it, Zhou Wen didn't open it to read the content of the "Lost Immortal Sutra", he had a mysterious mobile phone, he had a sun-shooting technique, and he was destined to become a strong man, and there was no need to take the risk to practice the vitality trick given to him by the Great Demon Jing Dao Immortal.

After pinching the metal piece and hesitating for a moment, Zhou Wen still carefully put it into his pocket.

First, he was afraid that Jing Daoxian was still peeping nearby, and if he threw it away now, Jing Daoxian might be annoyed and angry and kill him to vent his anger.

Second, Zhou Wen didn't know if there were any harmful organs on the Immortal Sutra, if he threw it away, he might harm others.

After glancing at the direction in which Jing Daoxian disappeared, Zhou Wen turned around and continued to walk in the direction where the supermarket was located.

When Zhou Wen turned to leave, the Jingdao Immortal on another street turned up slightly at the corners of his mouth, and sneered strangely: "Originally, I saw that you were still a little pleasing to the eye, and I gave you a chance, but I didn't expect it to be just a layman." No one can live comfortably in this world after rejecting my well fairy, the immortal is dead if you practice, and if you don't practice, it's a dead word, if you want to blame it, you don't know what to do. ”

Suddenly, Jing Daoxian frowned slightly: "Chased after you so soon?"

With that, Jing Daoxian walked towards the other end of the city, and soon disappeared into the night of the city.

Zhou Wencai walked not far away, and suddenly saw a few people running over quickly on the street in front of him, they were wearing black uniforms, which looked a little like police uniforms, but they were a little different, Zhou Wen looked at it carefully, and did not recognize what kind of uniform it was.

The group of men and women, most of whom looked to be in their twenties and thirties, and the leader of them was a man of about thirty years old, with a white face, two beards on his lips, a thin figure, a slight inward hook at the tip of his nose, and a sharp look like a knife.

"Classmate, did you see an old man of seventy or eighty years old when you came from the front?" The group of people ran past Zhou Wen, but no one looked at Zhou Wen at all, but as soon as they ran over, the man at the head suddenly stopped, turned around to look at Zhou Wen, and asked.

"It seems that there is such an old man, and he has gone over there. Zhou Wen pointed in the direction in which Jing Daoxian left.

The man looked at Zhou Wen again, then nodded, said thank you, and then led a group of uniformed men and women to chase in the direction that Zhou Wen pointed.

Zhou Wen waited for them to go away, then turned around and left quickly, he really didn't want to get involved in such trouble, quietly going to school and playing games was the life he pursued.

This time, he finally came to the supermarket smoothly and bought enough food stock, Zhou Wen returned home as usual and continued to start his game monster farming career.

played until one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Zhou Wen forced himself to put down his mobile phone and lie on the bed to sleep.

Zhou Wen's sleep quality has always been good, which may be related to his talent, Zhou Wen can quickly enter the state when he is studying, and it is easy to fall asleep, almost after lying in bed, he fell asleep in less than three seconds.

Originally, Zhou Wen thought that he would sleep until dawn as before, but today he only slept until midnight, and he felt that something was wrong with his body.

In the past, Zhou Wen slept, unless someone woke him up, he would inevitably sleep until dawn, but today it was a little different, the room was quiet and the pins were heard, but Zhou Wen woke up.