Zhao Rui smiled: "I used to be a doctor, and I also opened a clinic. However, for various reasons, he closed the clinic and became a police officer. ”

"Yes, Brother Zhao was actually a doctor before, what a surprise!" Xiao Fang was a little surprised, "To be able to prepare such a magical plaster, Brother Zhao must be a famous doctor." ”

"Where can he be called a miracle doctor, it's just a mouthful of food. I couldn't get along, so I changed careers to become a police officer. ”

"Ah, why can't you be a policeman?" Xiao Fang believed it and couldn't help but stammer. She patted her smooth forehead with her hand and moaned loudly: "Brother Zhao, you are really begging for food with a golden bowl! Your ointment has such a miraculous effect, it shouldn't be difficult to find an investor, right? If it doesn't work, selling it to a pharmaceutical company will also be a huge amount of income!"

"I thought so too. It's a pity that the ancestral secret recipe can't be passed on. ”

"What age is it, and it's too backward to still have such a rigid idea. Xiao Fang pursed her lips and complained.

Zhao Rui chuckled, what he just said was naturally an excuse, and he was unwilling to sell.

Although this decaying ointment, although it looks ordinary, in fact, it is an immortal medicine prepared from rare heavenly and earthly treasures according to the records of the ancient immortal medicine canon, and even the refining utensils are also the five directions refining divine furnace, such an ancient artifact.

The amount of resources spent refining this ointment would be an astronomical amount if converted into money!

If it weren't for sympathy for Xiao Fang's experience, Zhao Rui would definitely not spend so much energy.

If this derotting ointment really has to be clearly priced, Zhao Rui doesn't know. There are a few people in this world who can afford it.

Xiao Fang's injuries healed and he was excited about Zhao Rui's past. was also more curious, so he pestered Zhao Rui to ask questions, wanting to learn more information from him.

However, Zhao Rui didn't want to talk more, so as not to expose his identity, he smiled and stopped Xiao Fang's talk, and said, "Okay, it's not too early." You've been tossing for a day, and you're tired, so hurry up and rest. ”

With that, he took the rest of the ointment out and left the room.

Xiao Fang had no choice but to lie down and sleep.

Zhao Rui returned to his bedroom, and when Xiao Fang's mother and daughter were asleep, he took out the heart of the drought and began to absorb the fire spiritual power in it, and at the same time cultivated the "Eight Desolation Killing Immortal Formula".

After the cultivation is completed. He took out the Five Elements Void Piercing Order again, preparing to enter the Heavenly Blessing Illusion Realm.

He wanted to go to the Illusion to find out. Japan's Shinto Izumo Taisha Grand Priest Yuki Masaoei, challenging the 32 real people of the distraction period, how is it going?

He was very interested in the wars of the powerhouses of these distractions.

Because. These powerhouses are also the target of his cultivation!

Activating the Five Elements Crossing Order and entering the Tianfu Fantasy Realm, Zhao Rui came to the White Stone Square on the Hanging Island.

Although the usual square has always been very lively, this time, it is a little different.

A large group of little demons and imps will have a blue face. Surrounded by blue-white phosphorous flames, thousand-year-old ghosts surrounded the center. Listen to what he is talking about, and the usual sound of buying and selling. It's a lot smaller.

Zhao Rui was curious, and plunged into the pile, wanting to listen to gossip.

Finally separated the crowd and squeezed to the front, Zhao Rui grabbed a person next to him and asked, "What is this old ghost talking about?"

"You don't know?

The thousand-year-old ghost who was originally talking eloquently, his ears were extremely sensitive, and when he heard Zhao Rui's question, he looked at Zhao Rui in great surprise and screamed, "Yumu Zhengying, a cultivator from the overseas island country of Fusang, has swept through the thirty-two true people of the Cultivation Realm Separation Period!

"What?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback, thirty-two real people, that was the top powerhouse in the distraction period, with his current strength, he could only look up to these cultivators. ^^^^^^^^^^^^

Unexpectedly, he was swept away by the great priest of the Japanese Shinto religion, which really made him unbelievable!

"Really, really?" he quickly asked.

"Of course it's true! Do you suspect I'm talking nonsense?" the thousand-year-old ghost glared angrily, and the ghosts around him jumped wildly.

"Yin Wind Ancestor never believes in opening the river!"

"Yes, be careful!"

"Don't just question people!"

The little demons and ghosts who were listening were dissatisfied with the birth of Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling that the power of public opinion was really not to be underestimated.

He hurriedly said: "No, no, no, no, no, I'm just a little surprised, you continue, I listen." ”

The Yin Wind Ancestor snorted arrogantly at this time, and continued: "I went to see the battle between Yumu Zhengying and the Middle Earth cultivators, it was called an earth-shattering, ghost crying and howling, the wind and clouds changed color, the thirty-two cultivators were indeed the top powerhouses in the distraction period, but that Yumu Zhengying was a Fusang Shinto cultivator, and his cultivation technique was extremely strange and dark, making it difficult to resist ......."

The more Zhao Rui listened, the more he felt that he was not *scored, this old ghost was too mysterious, it was like a place to comment on books, which was hard to believe.

At this moment, a figure shook over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't listen to this old ghost's nonsense, this guy is a famous magic stick." can only deceive those rookies who have just stepped into the cultivation realm. Come with me, and I'll tell you the truth. ”

Zhao Rui looked back and saw that it was a Xuanling Daoist from the Refining Weapon Sect, so he nodded and prepared to leave with the Xuanling Daoist.

However, the Xuanling Daoist had a somewhat loud voice, and the Yin Wind Ancestor also heard his evaluation of himself, and couldn't help but be furious: "Hey, you old man, how dare you arrange my Ancestor like this......"

The angry voice was halfway through the yelling, and suddenly it became quieter. At this time, the Yin Feng Ancestor finally recognized that the guy who just said that he was a god stick turned out to be the Great Grandmaster of the Refining Weapon Sect, Xuan Ling Dao!

"Original...... It turned out to be you, the Xuanling Daoist! hehe...... Hey, hey, sorry, sorry, didn't recognize you. You always walk slowly, please walk slowly!"

Xuanling Daoist glanced at him, snorted, and criticized: "Even if you brag in the future, you have to have a limit, don't blow it too much." ”

"Yes, yes, you always say yes, you must remember, you must correct. The old ancestor of the yin wind laughed with him, and his head was like an old hen pecking rice.

When Zhao Rui saw his appearance, he couldn't help but laugh secretly, thinking that this old ghost's name was majestic, but it turned out to be a balloon, which would burst when he poked it.

He couldn't help but shake his head and followed the Xuanling Daoist.

The two of them walked through the crowd and came to the shop of the Refining Weapon Sect, where Feng Sang was also sitting.

The three of them met, smiled and exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then got to the point.

Zhao Rui asked a little impatiently: "Izumo Taisha Grand Priest Yuki Zhengei, what happened to the war with the thirty-two real people?"

Xuanling Daoist stroked his beard and said unhurriedly: "Yumu Zhengying swept sixteen of the thirty-two real people with an absolute advantage, except for the ranked Qingcheng Mountain Baishui Zhenren, the other distraction period powerhouses who did not fight with Yumu Zhengying also thought that they were inferior. The old ghost of the yin wind, although it is a little exaggerated, but in general, it is not wrong. I just felt that the old ghost was angry with others and destroyed his own prestige, so I scolded him. However, the old ghost is so natural, there is no way. Huh,"

"The cultivator of the Fusang Kingdom Shinto Sect is really not to 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 swept away the thirty-two real people!"

Xuanling Daoist also nodded with a solemn face: "Although I think that Yumu Zhengying is a strong man, I didn't expect that he would be so strong! Now, only Qingcheng Mountain worships Shui Zhenren and can compete with him, if even Worship Shui Zhenren loses, then, the name of the thirty-two real people in the distraction period, I am afraid that it will become a laughing stock!"

Feng Sang said: "I hope that worshipping the water real person can defeat Yumu Zhengying." ”

Zhao Rui quietly listened to the discussion of the two great masters, and felt very uncomfortable.

These two cultivators, who have been in the world for thousands of years, do not know much about modern history, and only evaluate them as outsiders.

But he was different, and the education he received since he was a child did not make him feel good about the Japanese.

And Yumu Zhengying's strong and domineering attitude swept away the thirty-two real people, which made him even more stimulated, and a nameless fire quietly ignited in his heart.

He unconsciously regarded Yumu Zhengying as an imaginary enemy, hoping that one day, he could be completely defeated! However, the great god official Yumu Zhengying was already a top-level cultivator in the distraction period, and Zhao Rui's current "Eight Desolation Killing Immortal Formula" had only cultivated to the middle stage of refining gods, and the cultivators in the out-of-body period were not at the same level as Yumu Zhengying.

Therefore, Zhao Rui desperately hoped at this time that he could break through the middle stage of God Refining as soon as possible and enter the realm of the late stage of God Refining.