"What else is there to say about this, what did Mr. Huo want before, we gave it, no matter how harsh the conditions were, now it's not too much to ask for a reasonable explanation, right?"

After a moment of silence, Sun Daoming, who was tactful, said something more fair.

I gave so much before, Mr. Huo has to be responsible for after-sales, right?

The contradiction between He Jiuwen and Li Zuochan, who were originally-for-tat, suddenly eased, and they knew that the overall situation was important at present, and after they completely controlled Ancheng, there was time to settle old accounts.

So, the heads of the four heads of the family gathered together, and after discussing in a whisper for a while, they got up and left Suixian Tower through the back door, got into the carriage prepared in advance, and galloped all the way to the east of the city.

……

In the suburbs, in the secret room of an old mansion of the Li family.

A long figure in a gray robe was sitting cross-legged in the secret room, dragging a black skull in his palm, and his mouth was full of words, and he bowed to the treasure in his hand from time to time.

After a while, the skull spit out black smoke, absorbing the rich yin and evil qi around it, and then metamorphosed in a short period of time, turning into several evil spirits that looked like bats, and their bodies were translucent, wandering rapidly in the secret room, emitting a piercing ghost howl.

"Go!"

I saw that the gray-robed man stretched out his hand, and the evil spirit in the secret room came out of the skylight the size of a bowl on the roof like a fierce beast released from the cage, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The gray-robed man still looked reverent, holding a black skull in his hand, his eyelids slightly closed and not saying a word, like a sculpture.

After a while, many of the evil spirits that had been released before returned, and the body that was originally thin as smoke seemed to have fallen into a dye vat, showing a terrifying blood red.

In just one stick of incense, these evil spirits don't know how much flesh and blood they have sucked.

After circling twice above the secret room, blood-red evil spirits poured into the gray-robed man's body.

His originally slightly thin body instantly became stronger, his limbs became muscular, and the two tight pectoralis muscles almost burst the gray robe.

The whining ghost whistle disappeared suddenly, but the entire secret room was still awe-inspiring, and even just sitting in it would make you shudder.

This gray-robed man is the Mr. Huo mentioned by everyone just now.

"Worship the gods!"

Just as the secret room was quiet for less than a moment, Huo Li suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, grabbed the black skull and put it on his chest suddenly.

But seeing that two scarlet blood lights suddenly appeared in the hollow eye sockets of the black skull, the originally closed teeth suddenly opened, biting the pectoralis major muscle that Huo Li had just swelled.

Although the pain was unbearable, the tough guy Huo Li actually didn't say a word, and let the black skull devour his flesh and blood.

With such a cultivation method, at a glance, you can know that Huo Li is not a serious monk.

After a long moment, the black skull finally stopped, opening its mouth again to exhale a black smoke.

Huo Li was ecstatic, ignoring the sharp pain in his chest, and hurriedly seized the time to absorb these black strange aura.

In an instant, the wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Yin Yuan Qi in his body also skyrocketed, and he actually broke through the late stage of the Nine Grades in one breath and reached the realm of perfection.

"Another small realm!"

Huo Li suddenly felt a sense of ecstasy that saw the clouds and the sun, and it was in vain that he had used his own flesh and blood to serve this evil magic weapon in his hand these days.

In just half a year, he has risen to two small realms in a row.

Even in the midst of the many evil cultivators in the world, his speed of improvement can be described as shocking.

"Thinking that I am a dignified monk of the late ninth grade, I actually went to deal with a mortal who was powerless to restrain chickens, it was like killing chickens with a knife!"

Huo Li, who felt that it was a bit overkill, remembered what happened last night, and felt more and more unbalanced in his heart.

I thought I would meet some decent opponent, but I didn't expect it to be just a small mortal.

Even if the other party is famous and an official of the imperial court, in the eyes of a monk like Huo Li, he is still like an ant.

More than 100 years ago, an evil cultivator or a demon cultivator like him was in a situation like a rat crossing the street, and his life was very aggrieved.

Now that feng shui is taking turns, even Huo Li didn't expect that his current life could be so nourishing.

The next hundred years will definitely belong to the era of evil demons.

The first big order that Huo Li, who was full of ambition, received turned out to be a plot against an unarmed little official.

Such an exaggerated gap naturally made Huo Li angry.

Even in the interval of cultivation, he couldn't help but snort coldly a few times to express the disdain in his heart.

When he first heard his employer's request, Huo Li originally didn't plan to deal with any wealthy family at all, but he couldn't refuse because they gave too much.

However, fortunately, Huo Li gained a lot from this trip to Ancheng, not only did he get a soft reward, but he also accidentally discovered a cultivation method in the bazaar.

This method is recorded on an inconspicuous piece of iron, if it weren't for Huo Li's keen perception, I'm afraid I would have missed it.

After taking it back and thinking about it carefully, Huo Li was ecstatic.

Unfortunately, the Dharma records are incomplete, and this piece of iron should be a part of a treasure, and when the essence is exhausted, it becomes no different from scrap iron.

The most powerful thing about this mental method is that it can transform the internal qi of any attribute into pure non-attribute vitality.

In other words, an evil cultivator like Huo Li can also cultivate.

After all, Huo Li knew that the black skull in his hand was very weird, exuding an ominous aura.

But after all, it was a rare evil Dao magic weapon, and the speed of cultivation was indeed enough to make people stagger.

Therefore, Huo Li has been concentrating on penance.

However, in order to prevent this magic weapon from backing itself one day, Huo Li planned to cultivate a strong mental method as an alternative.

It's a pity that even if they are cultivating cultivators who have been living a very nourishing life these days, it is extremely difficult to get a suitable mental method.

The method cultivated by ordinary monks, they are not able to cultivate.

It just so happened that at this time, the iron piece seemed to jump into Huo Li's hands by itself, isn't this the so-called chance?

As a result, Huo Li relied on an incomplete mental method to practice hard for many days, and he had already faintly touched a trace of the doorway.

"When I finish my exercises, I can leave this broken place where birds don't!"

Huo Li's eyes lit up, and he looked at the ordinary piece of iron in his hand, just like staring at an unguarded fairy, ready to give full play to his strengths.

Airplanes......

At this moment, a round jade pendant on Huo Li's waist suddenly vibrate, and the unpleasant feeling of being interrupted in this foreplay made Huo Li's body ignite a nameless evil fire, just wanting to burst out and kill people.

"If there is nothing important, Lao Tzu Feisheng will tear up the people who spread the message at this time!"

Huo Li put away the skull and iron piece close to his body, and left the secret room angrily.