Zhang Beixuan has clear grievances, and this thank you comes from the bottom of his heart.

If Zhou Dao hadn't discovered him in time, he still doesn't know how long it would have taken for him to be carried back. This would have been detrimental to his injury, and if he was left with a hidden disease, it would even affect his future practice.

Zhou Dao forced out a smile.

He can't tell Zhang Beixuan that the reason why he is like this is entirely because of his casual slap!

"Master Du Wei is too polite. This is what I should do."

Zhou Dao was so humble that he immediately aroused the favor of all the captains.

They could see that Zhou Dao was not polite, but came from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, only Gu Xiangling looked suspicious, his bright eyes staring at Wang Qiong for a moment, and the doubts that had dissipated came back like a tide.

"It's him again, how could it be such a coincidence?"

In the tragedy of the old house in Nancheng, Zhou Dao was present twice when the Demon Control Department was attacked.

There is also Lin Liuli's letter. No matter how you read it, you feel that the two have an unusual relationship, perhaps because of the mastiff demon incident half a year ago.

At that time, Zhou Dao was also one of the survivors.

With so many coincidences intertwined together, Gu Xiangling once suspected that Zhou Dao might know the mysterious master.

However, after the follow-up failed, Gu Xiangling gradually gave up this suspicion.

Even when she thought about it later, she found it a bit ridiculous. Maybe there had been too many changes recently and she was a little sensitive. How could she doubt an ordinary demon sealing master?

However, at this moment, looking at Zhang Beixuan who was covered in injuries, and Zhou Dao who was the first to discover him.

That kind of doubt rushed out uncontrollably.

At this moment, there seemed to be a voice roaring in Gu Xiangling's ears: There is definitely something wrong with Zhou Dao.

"Captains, can you put me down in front?" Zhou Dao whispered.

Wang Qingwan lifted the car and looked ahead. Next to the street, a majestic and luxurious pavilion came into view.

There is a banner hanging in front of the building, with ten large characters written on it, which is very eye-catching: Health care and heroes, welcome guests from all over the world.

Further up is the signboard.

【Heaven and Earth Large Bathhouse】

Today is the celebration of the second anniversary of the opening of the Heaven and Earth Bathhouse. All discounts are available, including a 50% discount on luxury private rooms, and a full set of "massage and body care" services. As a regular customer, Zhou Dao cannot miss it.

Wang Qingwan lowered the car curtain, looking strange, but still said, "Stop!"

The carriage stopped at the roadside, Zhou Dao said goodbye to the captains, and walked into the Heaven and Earth Bathhouse under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it!" Gu Xiangling shook her head and said.

Everyone worked non-stop to escort Zhang Beixuan back to the Yuyao Division, where there were better treatment conditions, various elixirs, and even talismans.

Coupled with Zhang Beixuan's powerful cultivation, he should be able to heal quickly.

Zhou Dao turned around and looked at the carriage going away, curled his lips, and walked into the large bathing area.

Now the corpse of the crow demon is lying in the green pan treasure bag. If nothing happens, he will be able to enter the eighth transformation of the refining realm [blood energy and true fire] today. Thinking that he will soon reach the realm he dreams of, Zhou Dao seems calm.

He wants to take a shower, change clothes, and relax.

"Master," the boy at the door looked at Zhou Dao and shouted.

Immediately a waiter came out to greet me in the inner hall.

Zhou Dao stepped in and walked in.

…

It was late at night, and the lanterns were lit up in the Heavenly and Earthly Bathhouse, and the lights in front of the door were still brightly lit.

Zhou Dao walked out of it, his face flushed and his hair slightly wet.

He returned home directly, closed the door tightly, lit a fire cloud candle, and calmed down. After a while, he took out the crow demon's corpse.

Hiss, hiss...

This female crow was huge, like an eagle. Although she had been beaten to death by Zhou Dao, the feathers on her body were still undulating, like breathing.

Zhou Dao randomly pulled out a few crow feathers and used them to make [Crow Demon Feather] later.

There is a market for this kind of magical treasure, and you should be able to sell it at Mr. Yuan's place for a good price.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhou Dao flicked his finger, and a drop of blood seeped out from his fingertips and landed on the crow demon's corpse.

[Sacrifice to the crow demon and receive three pure Yang energy as rewards]

A mechanical voice sounded in Zhou Dao's mind.

The golden light fell, and three rays of pure Yang energy emerged, like burning clouds.

"Sure enough, I was not disappointed." Zhou Dao was overjoyed.

Pure Yang Qi is very precious. Last time he sacrificed the white fox in the old house in Nancheng, he only got a streak of Pure Yang Qi.

Now that he has reached the limit of thundering, he should be able to step into the Eight Transformations of the Refining Realm with these three pure yang energies.

Zhou Dao opened his mouth and inhaled, and the three pure Yang Qi were swallowed by him. As soon as it entered the throat, it turned into a warm current, poured into the twelve meridians, circulated around the sky, and dispersed into the limbs and bones.

Buzz…

At this moment, the muscles and bones in Zhou Dao's body were buzzing, and the internal organs were vibrating at an extremely fast frequency.

His blood was nourished by the pure Yang energy, beating vigorously, boiling violently like boiling oil, and the terrifying aura began to surge.

In the blink of an eye, the entire room was flooded with strong blood energy.

Danxia faintly appeared next to Zhou Dao, like fire.

His blood energy is becoming more and more vigorous, the red clouds are beating, and there is a tendency to merge into one.

A little bit of pure yang, a little bit of real fire, can ward off all evil and suppress demons!

Rumble...

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's blood seemed to be on fire, and the red clouds merged into one, turning into fire, soaring to the sky, and the hot breath surged like flaming waves.

At this moment, he finally reached his highest level and took the most critical step, entering the Eighth Transformation of the Refining Realm and cultivating the [True Fire of Blood and Qi].

At this time, Zhou Dao's blood underwent a qualitative change. It curled like smoke and almost condensed into a ball, exuding a blazing temperature, as if it was burning.

The outermost layer has a layer of Danxia vigorously beating.

If we say that Zhou Dao's blood energy was water in the past, it would be superficial and unreal.

So now his blood is like oil, congealed but not dispersed. Every strand is extremely heavy and contains terrifying power.

"No wonder this level has stopped so many people. Only by accumulating more and more can you succeed in mystical skills." Zhou Dao sighed, his state of mind was completely different.

To cultivate the true fire of blood, the power of pure yang required is unimaginable.

Even if he kept sacrificing to his ancestor and obtained so many treasures, spiritual herbs, elixirs and even the nourishment of pure yang energy, it still took him two years to ignite his blood energy and set foot in this realm.

"My current strength should be the best in Ping'an Town."

Zhou Dao's foundation is thicker than that of ordinary monks. He has reached the extreme in the Seventh Transformation of the Refining Realm, one hundred and eight times. With such accumulation, after entering the Eighth Transformation of the Refining Realm, both the quality and quantity of his blood will be stronger than that of masters in the same realm.

Much more.

"I don't know how far Master Zhensi has reached in his cultivation." Zhou Dao was extremely curious.

The true fire of blood and energy is divided into nine levels. Each level increases, and there is an additional layer of Danxia around the blood and energy.

Nowadays, Zhou Dao should be regarded as the first level of True Fire.

When the nine layers are combined into one, one can reach the highest realm and achieve the nine transformations of refining the realm [Gathering Spirits from One Hundred Apertures].

He guessed that the level of the town secretary should be similar to his, otherwise he would never stay in this small peaceful town and would have been transferred to the big city long ago.

"You can continue to improve!" Zhou Dao grinned. The stronger you are, the greater your right to speak in this world.

All he has to do is stay in the Demon Control Department and sacrifice to the ancestor.

"Good job!"

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, the candle went out and the room fell into darkness.

…

Nancheng small courtyard.

Under the moonlit night, dark shadows emerged.

The scholar sat in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the crescent moon in the sky with an indifferent expression.

"Leader, Lao Qi...is dead!"
Chapter completed!