From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 51: Countdown to Resurrection! (Seeking investment, collection, monthly ticket, and follow-up reading!)
"The body has been trained to look like a crane, and two scriptures are written under a thousand pines. When I come to ask, I can't help but say, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."

Zhao Zheng was wearing a black Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, holding a milky white jade ruyi in his hand, and sitting upright on a cushion.

In front of him was a cauldron about ten feet in size floating. It had three legs and a round belly, and was red-gold in color. Mysterious patterns were engraved around the furnace body, and the lid was shaped like an octagonal pavilion. There was a faint flickering red flame in the furnace.

"This alchemy is truly a way to seize the fortune of heaven and earth and condense the mysteries of the world!"

Zhao Zheng's mind moved, and the alchemy furnace slowly rotated in an instant. The octagonal furnace lid opened, and several streams of light flew out of it.

He grabbed the flowing light and put it into the bottles on the shelf.

The secret recipe for this elixir was taken from various sects in the Ming Dynasty world, and it contains many precious medicinal materials.

However, after he took control of the entire Ming Dynasty, he plundered the powerful and wealthy in the world in order to increase his ability to refine elixirs.

Now refining these pills is easy and simple.

What a pity! Although these pills are good, they are of no benefit to him.

Even the taste is not good, it is tasteless like chewing wax, and can only be used to train warriors under your command.

Zhao Zheng sighed, put away the alchemy furnace, and changed his clothes.

"It doesn't even look like a fairy! It's not even handsome! What a waste of time!"

He lay lazily on the sofa, took a bite of the wheat bread, picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip, then swallowed all the bread in his mouth into his stomach.

"Boom boom boom!"

There were constant rapid knocks on the door.

Zhao Zheng frowned and said casually: "Come in"

Valon turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, stuck his head in, and smelled a faint fragrance as soon as he entered.

Looking at Walon standing aside, Zhao Zheng silently pointed to the chair opposite the desk.

Valon did not disturb him while he was eating. Instead, he sat down with a smile and waited patiently.

Zhao Zheng casually pulled out a soft tissue, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Looking at you like this, do you have any good news to tell me?"

Valon nodded seriously and said with a smile: "Master Saint! My men have brought back another talisman for you!"

"Besides, Tohru found two of the masks you asked for!"

"Oh!" Zhao Zheng chuckled after hearing this, straightened his back and sat up from the sofa, "Walon, you really gave me a surprise!"

"Which spell is it?"

"Little white tiger!" Valon placed a talisman on the desk, clasped his hands together, and briefly described it: "This talisman is really not easy to make! My men suffered a lot of losses because of it!"

"Your men have never been uninjured!" Zhao Zheng complained in his heart, then nodded gently and said, "Don't worry! I won't treat you unfairly!"

"You will be rewarded a hundredfold!"

"Snap!" Zhao Zheng snapped his fingers, and ten shadow warriors holding treasure chests instantly appeared on the wall.

"I think these things should be able to make up for your losses?"

"Thank you, Lord Saint!" Valon's eyes lit up. This was the largest treasure he had ever obtained.

After deducting the travel expenses of his subordinates and various miscellaneous expenses, it can be said that he made a huge profit.

Now eleven of the Holy Lord's twelve talismans have appeared. It looks like it won't be long before I can get the Golden Rooster King's treasure.

By then, I might be able to easily become the richest man in America!
Thinking of this, Valon's smile became even more pronounced. He took out two shadow masks from his arms and placed them on the desk.

After seeing the Holy Lord take the things away, he pondered for a while and said with some doubt: "Lord Holy Lord! Why does your room smell so good!" "This fragrance makes me feel a little longing in my heart! I wonder if you can help me solve this puzzle?"

Zhao Zheng leaned back on the sofa, playing with the tiger charm in his hand, and said, "Why! Money can't move you now!"

"Haha!" Valon laughed dryly and said quickly, "I'm just a little curious! Money is the most important to me!"

Zhao Zheng found it a little funny. He didn't expect that the elixir he made would cause the greedy man Walon to ask a question specifically.

"It's just a pill I just made. Besides bringing people back to life, it can also keep them young forever!"

"Resurrection from the dead! Eternal youth!" Valon's eyes brightened instantly, and he felt a little excited. If he sold this to the rich and powerful, how much money would he get in return!
Money! No! This is a money printing machine!

This is much more valuable than the treasure given to him by the Holy Lord. You know, both gold bricks and jewelry require a certain amount of time to process.

As for the elixir that the Saint Lord mentioned, as long as it becomes famous, it will definitely be in short supply. By then, I can just lie on the sofa, enjoy fine wine, and make money.

Just thinking about it made his heart beat faster and his mouth dry.

"Lord Saint! Could you give me some of the elixir you mentioned?" Valon paused, then said:

"Of course! I can exchange it with the treasure you promised!"

"Of course not!" Zhao Zheng shook his head, staring at Walon with his dark eyes, and said, "You have to know that money is not omnipotent sometimes!"

"However!" He changed the subject, "If you can get back all my talismans within three days, you will get a bottle of elixir every month as a reward!"

"Okay!" Valon answered happily, but he did not stand up. He sat firmly on the chair, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and thought carefully:
"Although we already know the location of their base camp in District 13, it is not easy to launch a violent attack!"

"You can't attack a special organization in America, otherwise it would be a provocation to it!"

"This is not a wise choice!"

"But!" Valon said meaningfully, "Sometimes even the most powerful organizations have termites!"

"I need your medicine! Lord Saint!"

"Very good!" Zhao Zheng nodded slightly, stretched out his right hand, and two bottles of pills flew from the shelf into his hand.

"I'm looking forward to your performance!"

"I won't let you down, Lord Saint!" Valon took the pill, raised his eyebrows, and said excitedly:

"Please wait patiently for my good news!"

He stood up and walked towards the door.

He turned around, bowed slightly, walked through the door quietly, and left.

Zhao Zheng picked up the tiger talisman and a smile appeared on his face. With this talisman, he could easily balance the conflicting magic power of other talismans.

There are twelve talismans, and he has now obtained eight of them. The day of his resurrection is getting closer and closer.

He embedded the amulet into the stone sculpture's body, stretched, then picked up the Shadow Mask and stroked it.

The Flying Ninjago Bart mask in the San Francisco Dinosaur Museum.

In the original work, the wearer is a puppy of noble blood who can summon winged flying shadow ninjas.

And the troll army on the totem pole at the foot of the waterfall mountain on the northwest coast of the Atlantic Ocean - the Samoan mask

In the original work, the wearer is Sheriff Black of District 13, who can summon tall, burly, and extremely heavy troll ninjas.

(End of this chapter)