Chapter 161 Guiling City
Late at night, Wang Yu declined the invitation from the beautiful girl to enter the cave. He is not yet able to eat the grass on the side of the nest, and has to wait for ten years to release his male prowess.
Feiyun Zhou returned home and kept pace with Chao Yunniang's Rouge Boat.
Wait until the sun rises.
A vast field came into view, filled with heavy rice. The rich fragrance of rice spread for hundreds of miles. Guiling City under the rising sun looked like a giant turtle.
The ground was buzzing with people, the cries of hawkers kept coming, the sky was filled with brilliant lights, and monks were entering the city one after another with their escaping lights and flying boats.
There is still a mixture of mortals and practitioners, but there are no pillars like the Erosion City. The mortals here live outside the city, with farms as points, distributed throughout the vast fields.
Only the middle class and wealthy households can live in the outer city rings outside the five major urban areas. Their bodies are nourished by spiritual veins, and the chance of producing people with spiritual roots is increased.
The body is also healthier and rarely gets sick.
There are many wombs in the outer city. It is a kind of medicinal powder specially made by the alchemist of Niling Blood Sect to increase the chance of pregnancy. There are also dedicated personnel responsible for delivering babies. There are almost no newborns who die in infancy.
This measure is said to have been learned from the Taihu Lingyu.
After all, they have a population of tens of billions, and Chiyuan has a lot of territory, but only a billion.
The sins of the previous demonic cultivators were too serious. Nowadays, the demonic cultivators attach great importance to sustainable development and have changed many bad habits.
For example, in ancient times, demon cultivators liked to use mortals to sacrifice magic weapons, but how much spirituality do mortals have? A practitioner who could kill thousands of people.
Only a ray of soul is still useful.
But after learning wisely, the demonic cultivators discovered that instead of killing tens of thousands of mortals, it was better to let them reproduce with each other, give birth to some seedlings with spiritual roots, cultivate them, and then kill them.
The income actually increased dozens of times, which immediately opened the door to a new world for the magic cultivator.
In the past thousand years, whenever the Taihu Lingyu launched any new policies, Chiyuan copied them accurately. Only then did it have a population of more than one billion. Otherwise, according to ancient and ancient times, a million would be good. .
It all depends on the corruption of the orthodox monks, or going to their side to take risks and kidnap people to maintain the inheritance.
No wonder the battles between good and evil have lost more than they won in history, and there have often been gaps in inheritance. In recent years, there has been a steady trend, and there are even more victories.
The enemy is our teacher tactic, a great success!
At the same time.
Wang Yu secretly entered the city.
A major event is also happening in the main palace of Guiling City.
In the name of the acting city lord, the Tuoba family summoned the heads of the Bai, Guan, and Jiang families, as well as the heads of various hilltops and foreign power branches in Beicheng District, to the city lord's mansion to discuss important matters.
The meeting hall of the city lord's palace.
A group of people are arranging their positions and sitting on chairs. The first person is a tall, strong man with a fierce face. He is Tuobalei, who has occupied the main palace of Guiling City for nearly a hundred years.
A hundred years ago he was just a general under Zhuo Kuangsheng.
Now he is the person in charge of the City Lord's Mansion, and his cultivation level on the eighth floor of the foundation is arrogant to everyone.
The masters of the three major families are generally on the sixth floor of the foundation building, while the principals sent by [Ink Sect], [Purple Dragon Mountain], and [Wenxiang Sect] are lingering on the seventh to ninth floors of the foundation building.
After Tuoba Lei and others arrived, they took out a notification scroll without saying a word. What it said was that the new city lord appointed by the Ningling Blood Sect was about to arrive.
After everyone circulated it, Tuobalei's rich and majestic voice turned slightly gloomy: "Everyone, after a hundred years, at the moment when the new generation of each family has just grown up, a new city lord has been sent down from above. It’s not a good thing.”
The head of the Bai family was secretly unhappy, but retorted on his face.
"General Tuoba, this is your trouble. Our Bai family have always been loyal ministers of the Holy Sect, and we have never paid less than a cent every year."
"Haha——"< br>
Without waiting for Tuo Ba Lei to refute this, he said to the head of the family.
“You have a lot, but the Holy Sect’s rule is 20% per year. Your family assets have become richer and richer over the years, and this increase has not been reported at all.”
< br>The head of the Bai family suddenly turned dark, and Tuobalei was secretly happy that he had done the right thing in helping the Guan family hide taxes, and he could have a helper at this time.
The head of the Jiang family did not say a word. Among the three major families, they were the only ones who stayed in the same place without any development for a hundred years. The ancestor of the family who was at the peak of foundation building was about to die.
At this time, it is best to just watch and not get involved in disputes easily.
Others don't care. In their eyes, the Jiang family will be kicked out of the ranks of the three Guiling families in less than fifty years. On the contrary, the foreign alchemy forces stationed in Beicheng are more worthy of their attention.
“What do the three of you say.”
The representative of the Ink and Wash Sect bowed his head and sipped tea.
The representative of Zilongshan is a red-faced old man. He wants to participate, grinning.
"What is the cultivation level of the new city lord? But he comes from a famous family?"
The information was not written on it, only that it was a young man named Wang Yu.
"My surname is Wang... I have never heard that the Holy Sect has this branch."
The representative of the Wenxiang Sect is an elegant and beautiful woman with a light fragrance all over her body, and her eyes are relatively bright. Deep, with almost no emotional fluctuations, it is obvious that he is not young.
She said: "Don't forget, the last city lord's surname was Zhuo, from the ghost family Zhuo. Do you think they will give up Guiling City to ordinary monks?"
Now , the old man from Zilongshan also lowered his head to sip tea.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Tuobalei couldn't help but cast his sights on the leader of the Qinglong Gang. This person was a third-level foundation-building monk in Beicheng District. He was a Jie cultivator, and was later drawn by him to do some shady business.
People of this level don’t know much, but they are ruthless. As long as they are given enough spiritual stones, they dare to do anything.
Sure enough, I got the hint from his eyes.
The leader of the Qinglong Gang said loudly: "I can kill this person, but the other person's cultivation level is unknown. It would be better if all the fellow Taoists also send some people to temporarily join the Qinglong Gang."
Tuoba Lei suddenly showed a satisfied look.
"The messenger has just arrived. I think the person who comes will need to be fully prepared before setting off. I don't know how many people will be brought. I will send manpower to investigate around Luweidian." As for manpower support, the Tuoba family's Another foundation-building monk followed Brother Qinglong. ”
He would never have thought that Wang Yu would set off a few days later, a little faster than the courier. It was a coincidence~
Tuo The conflict between Ba Lei and the new city lord is inevitable, so he doesn't mind letting everyone know about it, because it is convenient for them all to get involved
But some people only dare to do small tricks secretly.
The conference hall seemed to be silent, but many people secretly sent messages to Tuobalei, planning to send someone to interfere. As long as the person did not die in Guiling City, some of them had excuses.
Yunling Prefecture has poor mountains and harsh waters, and the external environment is extremely dangerous.
It is appropriate to use Huangquan Temple for shirk.
On the surface, no one knew about the activities of the Bai family and Huang Quanguan. In fact, everyone knew it, and he took the initiative to bring it up during the message conversation.
"We can use the masters of Huangquan Temple. They definitely don't want to return to the hands of the Niling Blood Sect after running Guiling City for many years."
"That's the reason."
Discuss After half an hour, Tuobalei stood up with satisfaction and called out.
"Little sister, see off all distinguished guests for me."
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“This is an important place in the city lord’s palace. No idlers are allowed to enter.”
“欻——”
Looking at Zhan Ge on his neck, Wang Yu was helpless. sigh.
“You are so rude.”
Hearing this, a team of soldiers guarding the gate tried to grab Wang Yu's lapel, but he stepped back to avoid it, making his expression even more annoyed.
"Boy, you pretended to be at the door of the city lord's mansion. Don't you know this is General Tuoba's mansion? Come on, kill this little kid."
However, as seven or eight armored men The soldier rushed over, only to see a few scratches flashing in the air, and the next second the doorway was contaminated by bloody corpses and internal organs.
Sensing the powerful aura from every group in the mansion, Wang Yu smiled happily.
It is better to come early than to come by chance.
He was early and coincident, a God-given opportunity not to be missed.
His figure flashed and disappeared at the gate. At this time, some pedestrians shouted in horror: "It's killing people. The soldiers in the city lord's palace are all turned into corpses! Killing people!"
Chaos and disorder are spreading.
Conference Hall.
Tuo Ba Lei's laughter did not last long. Just when his little sister entered the door and was about to lead the distinguished guests to leave, all the doors were blown open by the cold wind at the same time.
The sky was overcast and rainy, with freezing rain and wind and snow covering the entire city lord's palace. A handsome young man with silver hair was climbing up the steps.
“The person who came here is not good.”
The female cultivator smelled the fragrance, looked up at the sky, and whispered.
"The abnormality in the sky should be the result of a change in spells. Tuoba Lei, is the new city lord from the Holy Sect Cold Blood Peak?"
"I don't know."
Tuoba Lei pushed aside the crowd and took the initiative to stand at the front. His keen insight discovered the mystery of Wang Yu, building the second level of aura and building the sixth level of consciousness.
"Boy, are you the new city lord? You came very quickly and caught me off guard. It's just your cultivation... you are too young."
Wang Yu did not answer and glanced After going around, I found that the characteristics of everyone matched the information given by Chao Yunniang.
“I only say one thing.”
“The person standing over there will live, and the person standing next to Tuoba Lei will die. You have ten breaths to make a choice. .”
"One."
"Rampant!"
"Unbridled!"
"Two."
Qinglong Gang Leader took the initiative to step forward. Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, he thought that the people sent from above were so strong that they could only build the second floor of the foundation, but they were not as good as him.
"Oh, let my gang leader teach you a lesson."
"Three."
The representative of the Shui Mo Sect, the female cultivator of Wenxiang Cult, and the head of the Jiang family, these three did not say a word to the king. Yu ran to the place pointed by him before. As soon as they moved, a few people from the small forces hanging around in Beicheng also moved.
Among them are the Yunmeng Pavilion, the Blood Knife Gang, and the Drizzle Tower. There are even more left behind, a total of four leaders of small forces who are in the early stages of foundation building.
Including the red-faced old man of Zilong Mountain, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, the heads of the Bai and Guan families, and Tuoba Lei who were still hesitating, a total of nine foundation-building monks stood on the opposite side of Wang Yu.
"Whoosh——"
The moment the leader of the Qinglong Gang attacked, a nearly twenty-meter ice sword swept away. Wang Yu was counting the numbers, jumping from three to ten in an instant.
“Ten!”
This incident seemed to make the other party stressed.
The head of the Guan family and the old man from Zilongshan used escape techniques and ran to the Wenxiang Sect people, and two of the nine people were gone in an instant.
(End of this chapter)