The Holy Lord knew that the flesh and blood seed in front of him must be some kind of evil spell to control himself, but he had no choice, because if he didn't eat it, then the man in front of him would easily send him to death.

He still has such grand ambitions, he has just come to this world, he doesn't want to die. Therefore, without any hesitation, the Holy Lord let this flesh and blood seed melt into his heart.

The curse and spiritual power of the Great Black Buddha Mother immediately took root in his heart like a bone appendage, even if he was equivalent to a sixth-order demon god.

But under Zhang Ziyu's strong strength, the power of the Great Black Buddha Mother Shrine statue is not much different.

"Master, we need the Pangu Treasure Box." The Holy Lord felt that he was a husband who could bend and stretch, and quickly ignored the discomfort in his body, and bowed his head to suggest to Zhang Ziyu.

He said in a hoarse voice, "As long as we have the Pangu Treasure Box, we can open the enchantment of the Eight Immortals Seal and release my brothers and sisters." At that time, as long as the master devours their demonic energy, they will be able to gain eternal power and rule the world. ”

"Put away your dragon legions." The Holy Lord's wish is very simple, he is a pure bad person, and his small abacus is also quite loud.

Zhang Ziyu needs manpower to rule the world, and the Evil Dragon Corps is the best subordinate, as long as the time is ripe, he may be able to turn the tables and replace them directly.

It's a pity that Zhang Ziyu doesn't have this plan. The Holy Lord was unwilling, but he had no choice but to say, "Yes, my master." ”

"Roar" He let out a low growl, and began to chant a spell in his mouth, and then a vortex began to appear around the spatial door behind him.

The Evil Dragon Legion created by his dragon blood began to quickly enter the space gate under the attraction of this force.

For a while, all the chaos seemed to draw the sign of rest at this time. When the father and others in the distance saw this scene, they were already shocked and speechless.

Zhang Ziyu not only solved the matter of the Holy Lord, but even enslaved the Holy Lord, which the Eight Ancient Immortals could not do.

Tru finally asked, "Old, daddy, is that really human?" ”

"Smack" Daddy patted Tru's head and shouted: "You ask Daddy, how does Daddy know?" "The matter of the Holy Lord was settled, and Sheriff Black saw it, but he didn't dare to mention Zhang Ziyu for half a sentence.

Without him, the Lord is not dead, but surrendered. If an existence like Zhang Ziyu is allowed to be understood by other departments and even politicians, or even planned other things, it will be a disaster for the whole world.

Sometimes, human malice towards the same race is more terrifying and unscrupulous than that of the other.

Therefore, Sheriff Black himself hid the existence of Zhang Ziyu, only saying that there was a mysterious magician to solve the evil dragon.

Zhang Ziyu is very satisfied with Sheriff Black's approach, politicians and official forces in this world really have no need to contact.

After all, it is the plane of transformation of the animation world, not a movie universe like Marvel, and the government has no black technology.

Zhang Ziyu took the Holy Lord back to his father's antique shop, the Holy Lord became a little smaller, roughly the same as Tru, and honestly stayed in the front room of the antique store, stared at by Tru.

"Young man, this is all my magic books." Dad kept his promise and called all the ancient books passed down by himself and his master to move out.

It can be seen that he is reluctant in his heart. However, he made the trading decision very decisively.

He understands better than everyone that breaking the contract will not only damage the relationship, but also may attract Zhang Ziyu's revenge.

"Thank you, sir." Zhang Ziyu pointed his finger, and the copy spell was used, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, all the ancient books were quickly copied into pairs.

In less than a few breaths, the ancient book was recopied. He put away the copied ancient books, and then said, "Old man, I have copied them, and the original place will be left to you." Dad was pleasantly surprised: "I have a heart, Jackie Chan~ Hurry up and move back and put it on the original shelf." "Jackie Chan: ?

？？？ Jackie Chan's face is full of confusion, the sweat on his face has not been wiped clean, and now he has to do coolies again?

"Boss, dad, if you can copy it directly, why did you let me move out just now?"

"Smack"

"How does Daddy know it can be copied?" Dad gave Jackie Chan another slap: "There is one more thing, don't always think about bothering guests!" "Jackie Chan honestly moved books, and Dad and Zhang Ziyu were drinking tea.

"Since ancient times, I have never seen a cultivator like you." Dad sighed a little, but Zhang Ziyu was curious: "What does the old gentleman know?" ”

"The aura is gradually disappearing, and in addition to the innate great power, ordinary cultivators have lost the opportunity to chase immortality and powerful mana." Daddy meant something, and he continued: "Moreover, yin and yang, good and evil are opposites and balanced, and the coming of one evil will bring another righteous force. When one evil is destroyed, another dark force will take its place. Daddy looked beyond the books to the Lord in the front room.

He said in a deep voice: "Since the Eight Immortals defeated the Eight Great Demons and the Archmage Pelo defeated the Holy Lord, the power of evil has been sealed, and the power of justice will also sleep temporarily. Zhang Ziyu smiled and said, "The old gentleman is saying that I will break the balance?" ”

"Daddy doesn't know, but the power of the eight demons is enough to destroy the world."

"Don't worry, old man, I'm sure." Zhang Ziyu put down a book in his hand and said, "There is also this thing, this is for you." ”

"Huh?" The old man showed a stunned look, and lowered his head to write "Golden Light Superior Heavenly Immortal Decision", which turned out to be a cultivation technique.

"There are two kinds of books in this book, the mortal scroll and the immortal scroll, the former is the first edition of the golden light mantra, mortals practice, can prolong life, not immortal. The latter requires a certain amount of talent and can become an immortal. The old gentleman's ancient books record a lot of precious spells, and dealing with the Holy Lord is not a big deal, so I can't take advantage of it. Daddy took a deep breath, calmed down for a long time, and said, "Thank you." "This thing is both chance and trouble, but there is no one on the left and right, only him and Zhang Ziyu, and no one else knows about it.

After a hundred years, he can also pass it on to Jackie Chan, a silly boy, and it can be regarded as passing on the power of guarding justice.

"Farewell to the old gentleman."

"Walk slowly, watch out for the Eight Great Demons." Dad didn't say anything to save him, he thought about it, raised his head and said, "There is one more thing, the Holy Lord never keeps his promises, don't trust him too much." After drinking the tea, Zhang Ziyu came out of the back room, and the Holy Lord was staring at Tru with big eyes.

He kicked the Holy Lord and said, "Let's go, go find the Pangu Treasure Box, don't tell me you don't know where it is?" "'Damn it, I'm going to kill you in the future.

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"Dear master, the Pangu Treasure Box is in an ancient temple on the Himalayan mountain, and I will take you there."

"Let's go, then." With a stroke of his hand, Zhang Ziyu opened a portal, and the opposite side was the snow-covered Himalayas.