Chapter 62 Crazy Pot

Suddenly I want to be the sun, warming the world when I am happy. Burning the world to death when I am unhappy.

If anyone offends me, I will "fuck" you or not.

——Taken from the 6318th chapter of "My Diary" by Zhang Moshen, the Supreme Saint Demon of Heaven and Earth

"I can read and do arithmetic!"

The little beggar said in a deliberately hoarse voice.

The old demon cultivator nodded and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay. There are not many people who can do arithmetic. This is your money, follow me!"

The old demon cultivator had a "kind" smile on his face, but he didn't know that his old face was wrinkled so much that it could pinch a mosquito to death. At this time, his smile was a bit like a ghost and a bit creepy.

"You, continue to collect people. I have something to do!"

Grabbed a handful of silver and stuffed it into the little beggar's hand, no matter how much. Let the demon soldiers continue to do the rest of the work, and he took the little beggar directly out of the city.

The little beggar was a little panicked and asked repeatedly: "Sir, where are you taking me?"

The old demon cultivator smiled and said: "Don't be afraid. I will take you back to the sect now. There are not many useful people like you. You are different from those big soldiers. You have to go back to the sect, and the people above can decide how to use you."

The little beggar said: "Then can I stay in the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

The old demon cultivator nodded and said: "Of course, absolutely no problem."

After speaking, the old demon cultivator took the little beggar and quickly got on the carriage and headed straight for Xiaosheng Mountain.

The little beggar lowered his head, with a different light in his eyes.

She was actually Chu Ran who had escaped with great difficulty.

She was full of hatred in her heart, so she came to Xiaosheng County without thinking about any consequences.

With her cultivation, it was nonsense to want to attack the Heavenly Demon Sect. I heard that the demon has returned to the mountain gate now. If she wants to see him again, it can be said that it is difficult for two masters to choose one person (man on man).

Originally, Chu Ran planned to join a family and then wait for an opportunity to act.

As a result, as soon as she arrived at Xiaosheng County, she found that all the major families were either killed or captured. The Tianmo Sect blocked her way as if it had predicted the future.

After staying for a few more days, Chu Ran found that there was no other way.

She wanted to go to the Tianmo Sect and meet the Sect Master, so she had to resort to this last resort.

She could conclude that the other party could find out that she was different. But she couldn't be sure that the other party would definitely take her to the Tianmo Sect.

Now, it seems that everything is developing as she imagined.

Looking through the car window, looking at the approaching Xiaosheng Mountain, Chu Ran's eyes were full of murderous intent.

...

Tianmo Sect, back hall.

Zhang Mo has not paid attention to other things in the past few days and has stayed in the back hall.

This is his exclusive residence as the Sect Master, a large hall, a study, a bedroom, and even a huge practice room.

As the Sect Master, Zhang Mo's practice room is naturally the largest, and all kinds of things are the most complete. Even the walls and floor bricks are made of special materials, which are a hundred times stronger than the martial arts field outside.

It's a pity that with Zhang Mo's current cultivation, such a good practice room is a waste.

But it doesn't matter, Zhang Mo still found a use for it, that is, "Wishing Pot Exclusive Manufacturing House!"

Yes, Zhang Mo did nothing else these days, squatting in the practice room to make wishing pots.

Various large and small wishing pots were made from his hands. It can be said that Zhang Mo has mastered this ability now, and can even control the size and hardness of the wishing pot by deleting and adding some materials. However, the function of the wishing pot that Zhang Mo wanted to change the most has not made any breakthroughs.

"Be beaten, be beaten, be beaten!"

A small wishing pot at the foot madly hammered Zhang Mo's feet.

Like a mad mouse, Zhang Mo was speechless.

Still the same ghost look, once the wishing pot was turned on, it frantically asked others to fulfill its wishes.

But its wishes were complicated and unreasonable, from reaching the moon in the sky to catching shrimps in the river. Originally, Zhang Mo tried to help it complete one or two items.

After the result was completed, the wishing pot immediately changed the wish. One is more outrageous than the other. Anyway, there will always be something you can't complete. As long as you can't complete it, it will come up and attack frantically until you smash it.

This ability is too terrible. It is so terrible that Zhang Mo can't think of any other use for it except to torture himself.

In comparison, the ability of immovable as a mountain given by the demon god is simply a magical skill.

At least immovable as a mountain can help Zhang Mo stay in the air and not fall to death. It also helped Zhang Mo escape danger several times, pretending to be awesome and scary.

But what about the ability of this wishing pot?

Alas, it's all tears to talk too much.

After a few days of testing, the result is the same. Stomped on another wishing pot and crushed it. Zhang Mo turned his head and looked at another one that was about to be completed.

Zhang Mo's requirements are not high. Even if this pot can communicate normally, it's fine. Just treat it as raising a dog.

Unfortunately, all these wishing pots are the same, they are all crazy. In addition to making wishes, they beat people, and they are also mean, mean, and mean. It's totally unbearable.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door.

There were only a few people in the entire Tianmo Sect who were qualified to enter the back hall. He knew it was Yang Shuo who knocked on the door.

Zhang Mo frowned and said, "Come in!"

Yang Shuo pushed the door open and looked at the mud, debris, and all kinds of messy things on the ground. He just turned his eyes away silently.

He couldn't understand the technique that the sect master was practicing. Saying more would only cause trouble. It was better to stop talking.

Holding a note in his hand, Yang Shuo said quickly: "Master, good news. The Righteous Alliance has begun to mess up. Our spies reported that the Righteous Alliance is dealing with the elder of the Zhengyi Sect, Tianjun. In the next two days, they will take action against Tianjun."

Zhang Mo said, he didn't even know who Tianjun was. Besides, it sounded like the Righteous Alliance's own business, Zhang Mo had no interest at all.

"You decide!"

Zhang Mo said without turning his head.

Yang Shuo nodded. Of course he knew what to do. He immediately told someone to inform Tianjun of the news.

They didn't want the other party's troubles to be solved quickly. Of course, the harder they fought, the better.

"Yang Shuo, come here. Give me a hair of yours!"

Zhang Mo stretched out his hand to Yang Shuo. When Yang Shuo heard that he wanted his hair, he didn't even ask, and directly pulled off a strand.

What body and hair are given by parents, it's not a big deal for Yang Shuo. If the master wants it, he can take his life, let alone just hair.

Holding Yang Shuo's hair, Zhang Mo thought for a moment and stuffed it into a wishing pot that was about to be completed.

Then after a series of fancy operations, the wishing pot was completed.

Yang Shuo watched the wishing pot come to life instantly, without any surprise.

This kind of thing, after seeing it too many times, it will be the same.

But the next moment, the wishing pot in Zhang Mo's hand instantly ran to Yang Shuo's feet, and then immediately said: "Make a wish, make a wish. I want the sun in the sky!"

Yang Shuo was stunned and said: "Are you talking to me?"