Chapter 617 Casting the Net
Situ Yu didn't know that he had been targeted. He was still sorting out the memories in his mind that the big demon had passed on to him.
The great demon he contracted has a special ability, which is to feed back a lot of messy information about the world, such as the hobbies of a high-ranking official in a distant place, the daily life of a swordsman in a remote mountainous area, or the story of an oiran in a brothel. thought. The news was very confusing, but Situ Yu read a lot of valuable content from it.
With this messy information, he roughly knew the strongest force in the world.
Seeking Immortality Valley.
He knew the name in a chaotic reading, and also knew the position of Qiuxian Valley in today's world. This is a top giant hidden under the common people. They have participated in several dynasty changes. They are the real "man from heaven". From the naming of the word "Qiu Xian", we can see the ambition of this valley owner.
According to the information he compiled during this period, the Master of the Immortal Seeking Valley will come out of the mountain again in three months, and by then the world will have another dynasty change.
In the midst of the chaos, he thought that such a comfortable life would not be so easy.
Therefore, he must become stronger, at least to have the power to protect himself when the Immortal Seeking Valley brings trouble to the world.
"The strength is still not enough!"
He no longer pays attention to the disputes in Fish Tears City. With the Great Demon in his hands, once the refining is completed, he will instantly become the strongest person in the city, even if he is known as the number one master in Fish Tears City. The governor of the county, Situ Longcheng, and his father would not be his opponent.
There is a natural chasm between the ordinary world and the power of demons, which cannot be crossed by ordinary people.
"Interesting boy."
Wu Chong looked down at Situ Yu who calmly returned after absorbing and refining the popularity, with a smile on his lips.
Just now, an idea suddenly came into his mind.
If you can't rob someone by force, can't you cheat? Under normal circumstances, the person you approach will definitely not believe what he says, but in another situation, such as a desperate situation, or a family member asking for help, etc. In an instant, Wu Chong came up with countless ways in his mind.
After having the idea, he stopped paying attention to Situ Yu, left a mark on him, and flew away.
He is ready to create a force in this world first.
It needs to be old enough to be more convincing.
Flying all the way, Wu Chong soon arrived at the core of the country, the so-called imperial capital.
Compared to Yulei City, where Situ Yu stayed before, there are countless masters here in the capital. Anyone who can be dragged out of Yulei City can become the king and ancestor. This is also normal. In any country, the first gathering place of resources is in the capital. When it enjoys the support of resources from all over the world, it will naturally improve faster than other places.
It's just that none of these masters are enough for Wu Chong. In terms of cultivation, he is considered transcendent in this world. Even the best masters in the world are not enough for him to touch with one finger.
After flying into the capital, Wu Chong first went to the palace to read the history of this country.
"Seeking Immortality Valley?"
Wu Chong saw the forces described in a few words and knew about their existence.
"Since there is the Immortal Seeking Valley, it's not too much for me to create a 'Human Immortal Temple'." Wu Chong rubbed his chin and instantly thought of a name for his power.
Once you have a name, the rest is easy.
He first looted a large amount of gold and silver in the palace, then bribed a large number of subordinates, and then returned to the mountains and forests.
I found an inaccessible place, used my great supernatural power to open up an open space, and then set up a forbidden formation. These things were all learned during the period when he arrived in Daqi from the Twenty-Eight States Territory. At that time, he had thought about it for a long time and then gave up. It's just that after reaching this point, any small means in the past now have the power to turn decay into magic.
"rise!"
After setting up the formation, Wu Chong slapped the ground with his big hand.
The power of the delusional Tao instantly penetrated into the ground, and the soil rose up in an instant, and then, under Wu Chong's gaze, it condensed into a brand new Taoist temple bit by bit. The wood grain and furniture all changed and took shape automatically, and even the smooth feeling of the rock steps inside changed exactly the same after being stepped on.
"Two more boys."
With a flick of his finger, Wu Chong clicked on the two round stones at the gate.
The stone rolled around on the ground, stood up, and turned into two boys of seven or eight years old. Their expressions were lifelike. The only difference was their skin color and expression, which made them look a little stiff.
However, this problem did not trouble Wu Chong. He waved one hand, and a brush appeared in his hand. He drew several consecutive strokes into the void, but in the blink of an eye, two human skins flew out. , and it was accurately put on the two stone figures. The whole process was as smooth as putting on clothes.
"Master."
The two boys wearing human skin instantly came to life, their expressions became natural, and they even saluted him with a smile.
As a housekeeping spell, the human skin technique is still used superbly.
"From today on, you will be called Qingfeng and he will be called Mingyue."
Wu Chong named the two boys in a playful way.
"yes."
Qingfeng Mingyue responded respectfully.
"Go down."
Wu Chong waved his hand, and the two boys naturally guarded the door. The facade is arranged, and all that remains is to cast the net. How to cast the net needs to be carefully considered, otherwise it will strangle the fish to death by using too much force, and it will be asking for trouble.
Thinking of this, Wu Chong flew out again and disappeared among the mountains.
Jingcheng Tingshu Building.
The name is very tacky, but being able to establish a foothold in a place like the capital already shows that it is good.
The shopkeeper who had just closed the stall that day was calculating today's income, and he didn't want the closed door to be pushed open again.
Isn't the door closed?
A question flashed through the shopkeeper's mind. Looking up, he saw a strange man wearing a black gown and a bamboo hat walking in. This kind of attire is not uncommon. Many people who travel around the world and do some shady business wear this way.
"Start talking about the book tomorrow."
After the man came in, he took a look, then took out a book from his arms and threw it on the table.
"Three Thousand Years of Rivers and Lakes"
The shopkeeper glanced at the title of the book and didn't even bother to open it.
They listen to the library where they are. Every day, there are countless poor scholars who sell stories and write manuscripts here. If you want to be on stage and be told by storytellers, you need to queue up!
"Did you hear that?"
Just as the shopkeeper was about to refuse, the eyes of the weirdo opposite suddenly met his.
Then in an instant, the shopkeeper seemed to be a different person. When he looked at the man in black in front of him, he felt extremely friendly. This feeling was like meeting his ancestors whom he had not seen for many years.
"yes!"
The shopkeeper quickly took the book and nodded seriously.
It seemed as if this matter had become the most important task in his life.
The man in black ignored him and turned around to leave. It took a while after he left before the shopkeeper came back to his senses.
"Um?"
He looked up doubtfully. The door of the store was still closed, and there was no sign of anyone coming in. Everything that happened before seemed to be just a dream. This scene made the shopkeeper breathe a sigh of relief. When he lowered his head and prepared to calculate the account books again, he found that what he was holding was no longer an account book, but the previous memory. The book "Three Thousand Years of Jianghu"!