Chapter 118: If you dont become strong, you will end up in loess.
Lao Wangtou died because his demonic power was out of control, just like 99% of the demonic power practitioners in this world.
How can immortality be so enjoyable?
The so-called immortals are just a group of twisted monsters. They plunder the lives of others to keep themselves alive. Once the process is interrupted, the silent pollution in the body will quickly corrode the body and lead them to the abyss.
These people are like drug addicts.
Once you practice, there is no way out.
Go into the hall.
In the house, only a jar of ashes was left of Lao Wangtou. He was not even seen for the last time. People said that the out-of-control Lao Wangtou turned into a flesh-eating monster and mutated towards the night demon. He was the ferryman left behind by Huangquan.
People cleaned him up.
I won’t mention the process, but the people are gone anyway.
In this kind of world, it is very good to be able to leave an altar of ashes after death.
"It's okay to go."
Wu Chong walked to the coffin and lit an incense stick.
He bowed to Lao Wangtou seriously.
No matter what purpose Old Wangtou had when he first met him, the old man did help him a lot later. In Wu Chong's heart, he also recognized Old Wangtou as an elder. So he must burn this incense.
"Go over and say thank you to Brother Xu for me."
Wu Chong thought silently in his heart, no matter what, Xu Zhou did save his life.
Put the incense back into the incense burner, go outside and start burning paper.
A little. Nie Jianglong is here.
The new city lord, who was designated by Hong Ling as the person in charge of Bailu City, rushed over immediately when he heard Wu Chong coming.
"Hai Fort fell, and Huang Quan's 'Luo Lu' died there. He was a member of Huang Quan like Master Hong Ling."
After Nie Jianglong finished offering the incense, he walked to Wu Chong and burned the paper together.
‘There are also deaths in Huangquan?’
The situation has obviously escalated again, and the chess players behind it have also begun to leave.
Through Hong Ling Wu Chong learned that there are actually not many real members in Huangquan, and they are completely incomparable to those in heaven.
Wu Chong listened silently.
Nie Jianglong didn't say much. Most of them were news about battles on the front lines. This made Wu Chong feel an imminent sense of urgency. The people who died previously were only members of the Taiping Sect and various gangs in Qingzhou. Even people like Jun Tianqi
The Heavenly General also bears the name of the Taiping Sect in name, so he is controlled within a certain range.
But the abject death raised this contradiction to another level.
Heaven breaks this default balance.
"I have unified Bailu City. From now on, I will take 70% of the business related to Bailu City's exercises, medicinal materials, rare items, and crops, and the rest will be yours."
After talking about outside matters, we started talking about matters related to Bailu City.
What Lao Wangtou said is right, Nie Jianglong puts profit first no matter what he does.
He came here to attend Lao Wangtou's funeral this time just to see Wu Chong. He had looked for Wu Chong several times a few days ago but could not see Wu Chong. For Nie Jianglong, Wu Chong was someone he could not avoid when dividing his interests.
Because Wu Chong, like him, was a peripheral member of Huangquan recognized by Hong Ling, he discussed with Wu Chong in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts of interest later.
"No, I'll give them all to you."
Wu Chong stood up. The path he took was different from the demon martial artists in this world. The so-called resources were basically of no use.
The wealth that the second master, You Kuan, and others have now earned is enough for him to practice martial arts.
I believe that Nie Jianglong will not touch the small business of a group of people in Heifeng Village.
Moreover, this is the mourning hall of Lao Wangtou after all, and Wu Chong does not think this is a suitable place to discuss interests.
When he reached the door, Wu Chong looked back at Lao Wangtou's urn.
He somewhat understood why Old Wangtou didn't like this apprentice.
Compared to the dead Xu Zhou, the human touch in this man was too weak.
"I'll have someone send it to you."
Nie Jianglong threw all the remaining paper money into the brazier. From the details, it can be seen that he was not here to burn paper at all.
"I know you are in seclusion, and I feel as uneasy as you, but under the general trend, it is difficult for individuals to reverse it."
Nie Jianglong walked over side by side and said.
He didn't understand what Hong Ling admired about Wu Chong. This man was withdrawn and unsocial. According to the information he heard, this man had basically been practicing in seclusion. This result made him feel a little speechless, a man who only knew how to practice.
Why should people be ranked alongside him? Is it possible that this person can still rely on seclusion to reverse the situation on his own?
This is simply impossible.
Although there are demon warriors in this world, no one can ignore them.
"Strength improvement does not happen overnight. Even if you stay in seclusion day and night, how much can you improve? Any master from underworld or heaven can crush you."
Nie Jianglong felt that he should remind the other party appropriately.
After all, the two of them are now grasshoppers on a rope.
"Instead of doing useless work, it is better to stay and work with me to build Bailu City into a solid state. Only in this way can we be worthy of Lord Hong Ling."
"No."
Wu Chong also knew that Nie Jianglong's purpose was nothing more than to stay together for warmth. If Wu Chong was a person from their world, this concept was undoubtedly correct and the most reliable method.
But, he is not.
He has a game panel, so his behavior is destined to be incomprehensible to Nie Jianglong.
He has no interest in explaining to the other party.
Looking at the accumulated experience points, Wu Chong decided to modify the current balanced upgrade model and first improve the ability to protect his life. At the very least, he must have the ability to protect himself when the heavenly army comes over.
"Stubborn."
Watching Wu Chong leave, Nie Jianglong also walked out of the mourning hall. There were already subordinates waiting outside the door.
"The city lord, Xicheng Red Boat and the Salt Gang discovered the shadow of the Taiping Religion..."
"Leave no one behind."
Nie Jianglong responded coldly.
Since we are on the side of 'Yellow Spring', our stance must be firm. Now many people in Bailu City are still confused. Especially after the fall of Sea Castle, various rumors spread below, saying that Bailu City will also be destroyed.
Well, they were abandoned by Huangquan, and the heavens ruled the world and no one could stop them.
Nie Jianglong has also heard of these rumors, but people's words are not something you can't stop others from saying.
So he felt that it was necessary to tell these people through actions.
Who has the final say in Bailu City now?
He looked back at the empty mourning hall behind him.
People have already left.
Wu Chong came last, and Nie Jianglong also came late.
After the two of them left, the distant relatives who had finished burning the paper in the yard also left. Old Wangtou was alone, and it was the same after his death. He came and went alone.
"If you don't become strong, you will eventually become a loess."
Nie Jianglong muttered something silently in his heart, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Behind him, a lonely urn was placed there, with green smoke scattered...