Chapter 109 Nie Jianglong

Wu Chong returned to Bailu City to meet with Hong Ling.

The two didn't talk for too long. They only knew that after the red spirit left, he gave him a red butterfly mark.

"It's not like Huang Quan can make unlimited puppets."

Wu Chong looked at the puppet technique in his hand and had a relatively clear understanding of Huang Quan's technique.

It is indeed stronger than the martial arts of the three immortal islands.

But it also has very obvious flaws. All the foundations of Huangquan Kung Fu are attached to the puppet. They use demon power pollution to refine puppets. The stronger the skill, the more puppets they can control. The puppets released are getting closer and closer to real people.

According to Hong Ling's description, after the second turn.

Each time you level up, you can make one puppet. With Wu Chong's current level, you can make five puppets. However, this number is not absolute. There are some special people within Huangquan, and the number of puppets they refine far exceeds their own level. The most obvious representative is the Underworld Ferryman!

No one knows how many puppets the old man has.

No one knows where the old man's body is.

It seems that his puppets can never be killed, and his true body can never be found.

The Underworld Ferryman is a myth floating on the outskirts of the ghost market. It has always existed, and it has always been invisible to people.

Hong Ling told him this.

"According to their route, there must be no more than five puppets, but if a panel is used"

Wu Chong's eyes fell on the game panel.

After learning about Huang Quan's puppetry, he had an idea in his mind.

What will be the result if the human skin drawn by the skin-painting magic is put on these puppets?

"upgrade!"

Wu Chong turned his attention to the puppet technique and began to click the upgrade button frantically like a twitch. The game panel divides Huangquan's puppetry into the life skills area. According to the settings of the panel, the experience consumption of life skills is less than one-tenth of the main skills, and there is no level limit.

Puppet Hex (Level 20)

Sure enough, when reaching level 20, the puppet technique also evolved into the puppet magic technique.

"You Kuan, go find someone to buy all these materials."

Wu Chong stopped and said to the second boss You Kuan at the door.

Two days ago, the second master, You Kuan and Ding Jiu, returned to Bailu City, and it didn't take much effort to find them.

After the night demon rooster incident, You Kuan felt more and more weak that he now practiced whenever he had time. For the sake of safety, Wu Chong drew another human skin for them. What You Kuan is wearing now is a human skin equivalent to the full strength of Ruyin.

"Okay, boss."

You Kuan took the message from the headmaster, turned around and walked out.

Order has been restored in Bailu City these days, so it shouldn't be difficult to buy some materials.

"Skin painting skills can also be improved a bit."

Wu Chong looked at the remaining half of the experience points and activated the painted skin magic again.

Compared with the puppet technique which has not yet been proven, the painted skin magic has been proven. When he hit the night demon's cock, the three layers of human skin on his body also helped him resist a fatal injury. Therefore, he will never let go of this life skill.

After a while, the painting magic on the panel changed again.

Painted Skin Magic (Level 47)

After clicking so many levels in one breath, the Painted Skin Magic has changed again.

The life skills that were originally only at the Seal level became increasingly weird. A large number of memories of making puppets and techniques for painting skins filled his mind, and it took him a while to digest them all.

When he opened his eyes, it was already the next day.

"First Master, the materials you requested have been purchased and placed outside." Sensing Wu Chong's breath of waking up, Second Master You Kuan, who had been waiting at the door all night, hurried over to report.

"I see."

After sending away You Kuan, the second master, Wu Chong went outside and took back all the materials for making puppets and painting skins.

While Wu Chong was studying new skills behind closed doors, the forces belonging to Nie Jianglong in Bailu City began to take over the city. All the profit chains in the past have been reshuffled. The tenants who grew crops for the major forces have also been taken over by him. Other ways to make money, such as selling exercises, collecting medicinal materials, etc., have also been taken over. He took it back. The old forces that refused to submit to him were eradicated.

In just one month, the city was in turmoil. Everyone living in Bailu City knew the rules of this place.

Changed.

"Master, long time no see."

In the small courtyard of the Sanhe Gang, Nie Jianglong, dressed in white, came to the door with a gift.

"I can't afford to be called Lord Nie."

Lao Wangtou coughed again.

After the last time, he no longer used 'crops' to transfer the pollution in his body. With the automatic operation of the demon power, more and more pollution power continued in his body. But he told no one these trivial matters.

"Master is still angry about what happened back then?"

Nie Jianglong walked to the side and sat down.

Those behind him who had carried the gifts bowed and left in a hurry.

"I was too weak back then. Even if I stood up to testify, no one would believe me."

Nie Jianglong was not angry at all. This man seemed to always have a mask on his face, making it impossible for people to feel his true emotions.

Lao Wangtou didn't speak, he just smoked his dry cigarette.

After living for so long, he was a little tired.

Nie Jianglong, his disciple, knows better than anyone else that he is a 'smart' person and will weigh everything in his heart no matter what he does. In his values, everything can be quantified, and the value represents his attitude towards that person.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Lao Wangtou put down his cigarette and didn't want to beat around the bush anymore.

"I want you to."

"Old Wangtou,"

Outside the house, Wu Chong's voice came.

Wu Chong, who had finished his retreat, stopped by to visit Lao Wangtou. Lianxing had told him before that Lao Wangtou's complexion had deteriorated a lot.

"Mr. Wu, you are finally here."

Before he finished speaking, Nie Jianglong had a signature fake smile on his face. Looking at Wu Chong who walked in, he actually took the initiative to say hello.

"So you were just waiting for him."

Lao Wangtou understood the reason why this apprentice came, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He has lived his whole life and had so many apprentices. The only one who regards him as his master is probably Xu Zhou.

That silly boy.

"Mr. Wu and I are both newcomers who were taken into hell by Miss Hongling. We should support each other."

Nie Jianglong didn't think there was any problem.

He would have met Wu Chong originally, but now that he was introduced by an acquaintance like Lao Wangtou, it was easier for the two to contact him.

What's more, now the two of them belong to the same camp.

"Nie Jianglong?"

Although he had never seen him before, Wu Chong recognized him at a glance. When Hong Ling left, he specifically told him about this person and hoped that he could take on the defense of Bailu City together with Nie Jianglong. In terms of rights, Hong Ling also gave him the same treatment as Nie Jianglong.