After three rounds of wine, Taoist Zui asked about the situation when he left Baihua Valley. Zhou An just said that he entered the Ten Thousand Demon Forest with Hua Wuyue and got some adventures. The Divine Wood Sword was destroyed, but he obtained the red fruit and his cultivation increased greatly.

"You boy, Fuyuan, is so good. You have encountered these good things. If we were not the fairy grass left by our ancestors, no one has ever encountered these good things for a hundred years." Zui Taoist sighed.

"That's thanks to my senior who took me there, otherwise I wouldn't have had this opportunity." Zhou An laughed loudly, raised his glass to fight against Zui Taoist.

After the two of them drank, Zhou An asked, "Senior, how are you preparing for the Battle of the Righteous Demons? Why hasn't you moved after so long?"

"Among the Eight Eccentrics, they all called me an old alcoholic, so there is no need to call me a senior so much." The drunk Taoist waved his hand and said casually. After taking a sip of wine, he sniffed out and said, "Who said there was no movement? Both sides have fought many times and are testing each other."

"What's the result?" Zhou An asked.

"Oh, when Mrs. Baihua passed through the tribulation, she was induced by the Zihe Demon Lord, which made her into a demon. Unexpectedly, she also joined the demon this time, and there were several demons who had not yet appeared. The situation was very unfavorable to us, so the head teacher asked me to invite the Eight Monsters out.

Although we are all weirdos, we basically have their own affairs. There is not much friendship. It is too difficult to ask them. I hope my friend will help me.” Zui Taoist said helplessly.

Zhou An smiled confidently. Although most of the righteous doctrines look down on themselves and look down on ordinary people, they cannot deny their efforts to protect ordinary people.

If it weren't for the righteous way to resist the magic, human beings might have died long ago.

As an emperor, he must be able to look at the people of the world rationally, so this time he killed 500 middle and low-level monks to shock the world's monks and let them know that the emperor is not something they can control.

The monks who hijacked the execution ground let them go, which was to recognize their achievements, and the world also needed them. Now Zhou An could not shock the demons in the world with one person, so this time, both public and private, must help the righteous path.

After the two of them had enough wine and meals, Zui Taoist took him to fly to Euphorbing Mountain.

This Ethereal Mountain is a snow-capped mountain among a sparsely populated mountains. In the middle of the snow peak is a huge ice lake. The eight monsters are built attics around the mountain walls, caves, and snow.

A stream of light flew into a bamboo house yard near the mountain wall, revealing Zui Taoist and Zhou An.

As soon as you arrive here, the system prompts you to sign in to the gambling house and reward the three-yuan ghost dice. You can control the dice freely. It is an attack-type top-grade spiritual treasure.

Apart from the house, it can be said that the house is barely covered.

"Old gambling, come out quickly." Zui Taoist shouted at the house.

However, no one answered in the room, as if no one was in the room. Zui Daoren coughed and said loudly: "Mr. Zhou Nan, do you think we should build a better building here for this million yuan?"

"Here, the snow-capped mountains are flying and clouds are entangled, and the glaciers are thriving in the sky. The green snow peaks are covered with colorful ribbons, and the reflection of the blue lake reflects the top of the mountain. The five colors of the sunny clouds are striking each other, and the night moon shines on the double brilliance of the day.

Isn’t it a great pleasure to sit among buildings and enjoy the beautiful scenery and taste fine wine in such a beautiful scenery? It’s time to flower.” Zhou An said with a hearty laugh.

"Okay, then I'll contact someone now." Zui Dao Ren shouted.

"Wait, old drunkard! Do you really have a million dollars?" Suddenly, a sloppy man appeared in front of them, staring at the hands of Zui Taoist.

The Zui Taoist pointed at Zhou An and said, "Let me introduce you to me that this little friend Zhou An is a friend of old Taoists who are very rich. It's a small matter for a million dollars."

The drunkard looked at Zhou An, and said with a snorted smile: "Old drunkard, where did you find a sucker? He actually asked you to cheat millions of silver?"

Zhou An smiled and said, "Senior Gambler, I have something to do to ask you for help, one million taels of silver as a reward."

"Oh, okay, take the money, what do you think." The drunkard didn't delay. He was too short of money. He was addicted to gambling and could only stay in the room. He was feeling uncomfortable.

"Fight between the righteous and demons outside the capital..."

The drunkard immediately interrupted and shouted, "Stop, I know that you have no good things for the old drunkard. If you want money, you will have to spend your life. I can't afford to provoke those old devils."

Zhou An took out a stack of silver notes, and put a total of one million taels on the stone table in the yard.

When the tavern saw him swallowing, he turned around and refused to look. He waved impatiently, "Get out quickly!"

Zhou An took out a stack of silver notes and threw them on the stone table and said, "Add another 1 million taels."

The gambling cheeks twitched, his fists clenched, and he was trying to restrain his impulse.

"Three million taels." Zhou An took out a million taels and put them on.

The drunk Taoist next to him laughed secretly and was drinking leisurely.

The gambling ghost was breathing rapidly and his fingers were stiff and rubbing each other. It was obvious that he had worked very hard to restrain himself.

"Five million taels." Zhou An's sentence made the gambling ghost's body tremble, and he felt like he was hit by a critical hit.

Seeing that the gambling ghost was still restraining, Zhou An took back the large stack of silver notes and said, "Senior Drunk, I'm sorry, the gambling ghost is firm in mind. It seems that the money is useless. I'd better build a building here. This five million taels should be a good one."

"Okay, I can leave a lot for me to buy and drink. Let's go, my broken bamboo house is seriously leaking, and it's just right to rebuild it." The drunk Taoist laughed and walked out with the wine gourd.

"etc."

The gambling ghost roared, turned around and glared at Zui Taoist, then walked to Zhou An and snatched the five million taels of silver notes from his hand and said, "What kind of house is built? A spoiler's thing is just a place to sleep? The world is so big, where can you sleep? What kind of building can you build?

Humph, OK, OK, I'll help you once, and I'll make it in advance, don't call me alone, those old devils are very fierce, I can't beat them, so it's better to trick all those old guys."

"Haha, okay, I don't know how many abilities you are, and you won't put you in danger." The Zui Taoist shouted.

"Hmph, this is what you said. Contact me then and I'll leave." After the gambler said that, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye. He could see that he had obtained the huge amount of money now, and he couldn't wait to gamble.

"This old gambling ghost was destroyed by his family because of gambling. Later, he received guidance from experts and entered the Taoist sect. He was righteous and generous, but he couldn't control his gambling. He would definitely not break his promise if he agreed." said Zui Taoist.

"Well, who is the next one?" Zhou An asked.

"The god beggar, he tastes delicious. In fact, he was a disciple of the Tiandao Sect. Because of eating, he delayed major events, and a leader of the Tiandao Sect was killed by the ancestor Qishan. That battle also led to the decline of the Tiandao Sect. He felt guilty and would never return to the Tiandao Sect.

Later, I became friends with me and walked together. I looked for wine and he looked for delicious food. Although it was a good time, the Tiandao Sect was his eternal pain and his inner demon that he could never get through.

Now he is also at the sixth level of the innate world, and his strength is three points stronger than the old Taoist. Unfortunately, if he cannot resolve the knot of his heart before the sixth level of the heavenly tribulation, he may have to be reincarnated in advance, otherwise he will definitely become a demon." The drunk Taoist sighed. Among the eight monsters, the god beggar and him were the best match.

"Then is the ancestor Qishan here this time? If he is there, wouldn't he be revenge for his master?" Zhou An asked.

"I don't know. We only know that there will be eight demons appearing. Three of them have figured out, and five are still uncertain." After a big sip of wine, the Zui Daoist said with a wry smile: "Even if the ancestor Qishan is killed, this inner demon may not be able to be resolved. The death of the master and his brothers cannot be saved by revenge.

Friend Zhou Nan, please remember that for practitioners, practice is the foundation of practice. Whether it is magic weapons or magic pills, they are all external objects. What is more important is to cultivate the mind. Otherwise, the road to cultivation will be difficult and hindered by the road of cultivation."

"Thank you for your advice, I will remember it in my heart." Zhou An nodded. After these days of contact, he knew that there were many differences between true immortal cultivation and novels read on Earth in his previous life.

The way to cultivate immortality is to find a way to find the true self.

At first, Zhou An even thought of learning the protagonist of the novel, and counterattacked all the way. Now he has slowly changed. Various elemental heavenly tribulations are the way of heaven to help immortal cultivators break through their own limits.

The real disaster is the inner demon. Only after he merges with the inner demon can he truly understand this.
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