Chapter 662: Xin Zhuo’s return is not a good thing
The original alchemy furnace room in the back hall of Tushita Pill Medical Shop has been renovated to a large scale. With a group of alchemists, one bowl can produce thousands of pills a day. However, at this moment, the alchemy furnace was thrown aside, and a banquet was placed in the middle.
The banquet is good, with all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas. This is considered a first-class banquet in the entire Kunxu City. After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Boss Duan Dapeng is still rich. In addition to his words and deeds, he is too philistine and too Dou'er, he is actually a mature and steady man.
“Let’s go!”
Xin Zhuo raised the glass filled with wine.
Duan Dapeng, Shangguan Fanqing, Li Wumian, including a bowl of girls who have not grown taller after ten years, toasted together.
After finishing the drink and putting down the cup, Duan Dapeng and the four of them sighed unspeakably: "Life... is difficult!"
Ten years!
For Xin Zhuo, it was just a breakthrough to a new level, living a life of cohabitation with the demon girl without shame or impatience, but for the four of them, it was really an extremely long time, especially those in the four major martial cities. After the next big change.
This "big change" happened during the months of war between the Eighteen Sects and Tian Xie and Gui Qing ten years ago. All the disciples of the Eighteen Sects in the four major martial arts cities were demobilized, resulting in no one left. Suppression, the balance of power was broken, and the masters of casual cultivators and small sects fought crazily for power in the "empty", and they took over the mountains and grabbed the territory.
It is said that the scale of that chaotic battle was not as large as that of the Fulong Mountain War, but the fighting scene was more bloody and brutal. It lasted for several months, and countless warriors died tragically, countless women were captured, and countless money was robbed.
But in Kunxu City, although the city lord Helian Qingyang was transferred away, his wife Xuanyuan Zhu was there, and the "Tushita Dan Medical Shop Alliance" was wealthy and had sufficient manpower, so order was barely maintained.
It was precisely because of the stability of Kunxu City that they later suffered a fatal disaster.
In the third year, the Eighteen Sects finally recovered some of their vitality, and then began to compete for the control of the four major martial cities. At first, the disciples of the major sects only used the momentum of the major sects to oppress them, but seeing that the casual cultivators did not buy it, they The killings will begin, and any loose cultivators and small sects who disobey discipline will be exterminated.
Yin Chou and Li Suzhen were forcibly killed as stragglers.
The city lord Helian Qingyang and his wife were reprimanded and transferred back to the sect. Only Master Zhiming was spared from being killed because he was a nominal disciple of Leiyin Temple.
Actually, the four people from Tushita Dan Medical Shop were also on the killing list, but among the eighteen disciples who happened to be killed, there was a Xuantian Sword Sect disciple named Sun Changfeng, who was thinking about Xin Zhuo. And Zhao Yizhu's thin noodles, but open one side of the net.
“Although they did not lose their lives, the disciples of the eighteen sects entered the city and frantically collected property and resources to provide for their sects. They regarded ordinary cultivators as ants, expelled and beheaded them at every turn, and did not treat people as human beings. People, look!”
Duan Dapeng took a sip of wine and sighed: “Our alchemy shop business was originally thirteen shops, but it ended up being broken down one by one. Excluded, now only the last old store is left, and it is banned from selling all elixirs, so there is no way to survive!"
Shangguan Fan Qing also said: "Damn it, our original plan really couldn't survive! , just go out, it’s just too much money and bad luck. To be honest with my second brother, we still have two billion Wu Yun stones stored in the cellar!”
A bowl also said: "And..."
Xin Zhuo listened to the chatter of several people and gently played with the wine glasses in his hands. Unexpectedly, the battle at Fulong Mountain would also happen to the four major martial cities. What's more, what I didn't expect is that from the perspective of ordinary casual warriors, these eighteen sects are so disgusting.
Yin Qiu, Li Suzhen and Gou Naiyuan are actually pretty good friends, but what a pity!
"Who were they killed by?" he asked subconsciously.
Duan Dapeng and others looked at each other and naturally knew who "they" were. Li Wumian choked drunkenly and said: "Zhu Xian Da Zong Fei Lai, Xuantian Sword Sect Bai Zong, Confucian Immortal Pavilion Ximen Chui Yu and Hao Xie Wujiang, the rising star of Tianzong, these four people killed at least 8,000 people
Brother Yin Qiu had his throat sealed by Bai Zong's sword, and Miss Li Suzhen's head was shattered by a flying kick. Lao Gou suffered the worst. Xie Wujiang took out his intestines and tied them to the city gate pole, killing chickens to scare monkeys. He lasted for three days. It hurts to death!
The four of us were also stripped naked by Ximen Chuiyu, tied up and dragged along three streets. If Sun Changfeng hadn’t begged for mercy..."
"Junior Brother Li, shut up! "
Duan Dapeng carefully looked at Xin Zhuo's face. After all, the one named Bai among the four was a fellow disciple of Junior Brother Xin. He didn't even know how Xin Zhuo had survived in the past ten years. He was very interested in the Xuantian Sword Sect. Do you have a sense of belonging, and what do you think about it now?
“Life is just waiting to die silently in your own way! "Li Wumian drank too much, lay down on his back, and spit out a mouthful of wine.
Xin Zhuo smiled and remained silent.
"Junior Brother Xin!"
Duan Dapeng patted Xin Zhuo on the shoulder and said with a wry smile: "You are the hero of the Eighteen Sects. I said you were amazing and beautiful ten years ago. You are the best in all directions, and no one can refute it, but my senior brother wants to give you a warning over wine.
I don’t know what your current state is, but the eighteen sects are not what they used to be, and the younger generations are more evil than each other. The Xuantian Sword Sect has taken on a new look, and few people remember you. At most, they will say a few words about you during the sacrifice.
Even Junior Sister Zhao Yi, because she doesn’t go out all year round, no one cares about her!
What do I mean? I said before, I accepted all the gifts for your funeral, what do you mean..."
Xin Zhuo laughed and scolded: "What the hell do you want to say? "
Duan Dapeng smiled bitterly: "The Eighteenth Sect is darker than you imagined. Your status after your death has been praised too high. The Xuantian Sword Sect's first young master and the benefactor of the Eighteenth Sect , the most successful person in six thousand years, he was supposed to be dead, but suddenly he came back to life, this is not a good thing!
How do you want the Eighteen Sects to deal with themselves? Treat you as an ancestor? Impossible?
When you go back, you will have to reshuffle the cards. This will involve too many people's interests and will cause too many people to hate you!
Maybe they will think that it would be better for you to die!
Believe me, senior brother, I have been through a large sect! "
Xin Zhuo chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter! I destroyed them in minutes! "
Duan Dapeng and Shangguan Fan Qing were stunned. Li Wumian on the ground drunkenly said: "You're just bragging! ”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of wind outside. At least a hundred people surrounded the Tushita Dan Medical Shop. Strong fluctuations of zhenqi and undisguised murderous intent permeated the entire shop!
"Tushita Dan Medical Shop will be wiped out today, no one will be left alive!"
A harsh curse came from outside.
“Here!”
A uniform and sharp voice came in.
"..."
Duan Dapeng, Shangguan Fanqing, and Li Wumian, whose bowl was on the ground, jumped up, each holding their weapons and taking precautions. Their movements were so skillful that it made people feel distressed. Apparently they had seen similar scenes before. Quite a few times.
"The shop here is still good, and it is not convenient to destroy it. Duan Laogou and you can go out and die on your own, but you can leave your whole body!"
The harsh voice said again.
Duan Dapeng and others glanced at Xin Zhuo and saw him sitting upright, indifferent. A trace of disappointment flashed in their eyes. They jumped to the roof and looked out with gloomy expressions.
There were a total of one hundred and thirty-one people outside, all disciples of the Shangjiu Sect. The leader was a rising star of the Haotian Sect, a casual cultivator who faked his death, Hai Suwu, the third level of Yangshi, and a well-known ruthless person in Kunxu City.
Just this one person made Duan Dapeng and others frightened.
(End of this chapter)