When Old Man Chen said this, I immediately became interested.
I asked: "Old man, tell me, what's my level? I can kill even the Ancient Youyingying. Isn't it more awesome than becoming a saint?"
Old man Chen glanced at me and showed a strange smile.
Then, he said cautiously: "My dear grandson, do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"
"What do you think?"
"Then I must tell the truth. Although it is true that you killed Taigu Youying, you borrowed the power of dragon blood. If it were your usual strength, you should be worse than those old guys in Lizu Temple Forest.
Killed half of the ancient ghost fireflies..."
"Old man, I advise you to speak politely!"
I was disappointed. Damn it, old man Chen’s words were true. It was indeed the dragon’s blood that could kill the Ancient Youying this time. When I thought of this, I couldn’t help but lament. If I had known I would have killed that dragon’s blood.
The dragon corpse was carried back and placed like this in the fighting city. I drank the dragon's blood like water every now and then. Maybe one day I would become a transcendent and a saint.
Old man Chen and I were so frightened that I couldn't help but touch my nose and said, "Since I'm not a saint, what about your strength?"
When old man Chen heard this, he laughed quickly and said: "My dear grandson, you are not even a saint. What ability do I, an old man, have? My grandpa is getting old, and I will have to rely on you to protect him from now on."
"Come on, my son will protect me. You can go find your own son."
Old man Chen smacked his lips. He was so stunned that he didn't dare to express his anger under my eyes. The old man didn't know what was going on. It was as if I had eaten him through. He looked like a decadent old man with no ambitions.
The journey was bumpy, and Jin Yier drove for two days in a row. Finally, on the evening of the third day, we arrived outside Doucheng.
Jin Yier drove the car closer, but suddenly his eyes stared out of the car, and he was stunned for a long time without saying a word.
However, Old Man Chen, who was drowsy along the way, jumped down first, held his waist and looked up at the huge building not far away, and made a sound of admiration again and again.
"Good guy, what a copper wall and iron wall. This is much richer than Qingcheng."
Following Old Man Chen's words, I slowly got out of the car. When I looked up, I saw a huge building suddenly appeared in front of me. I hadn't seen it for a while. The Doucheng that could only be regarded as a semi-finished product has now become a real building.
castle.
The city wall, which is more than ten meters high, is filled with black molten iron on the outside, and every half a person's width away from the city wall, there is a row of jagged sharp hooks, with a hint of sharpness visible on it, seeping out.
One glance at the human heart immediately gives people a chill.
If the city wall were armor, then the city head would be the gathering point of countless attack points. I saw a small hole under each hook. If there is a living person standing inside, just use a handy sword blade.
, it can definitely turn this city wall into a meat grinder, not to mention there are countless attack mechanisms on the top of the city, ranging from hanging knives to large ones on the city gate, and a giant ax hanging in mid-air...
…
The various attack methods on the city wall are amazing. Even I didn't expect that Doucheng would see so many changes after just leaving for such a long time.
Before I even got close to the city gate, a bright light immediately shone over the city.
"This is Doucheng, who is coming?"
On the top of the city, a roar came, like a wild beast, and it seemed to burst people's eardrums.
As soon as I heard it, I immediately guessed the owner of the voice.
"Sun Xiaoke, don't you know who I am?" I said.
The top of the city fell into silence for an instant, but a few seconds later, the city gate suddenly opened and a group of figures rushed out.
I only saw a sturdy figure appear in front of me in a burst of dust.
"Shopkeeper, is it really you?"
Sun Xiaoke, who was so tall and sturdy, rushed to me, looked at me several times, and finally knelt down in front of me.
"Sun Xiaoke from Blood Eagle Hall welcomes the shopkeeper home!"
Sun Xiaoke shouted, and a dozen cousins who followed him knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison.
"Blood Eagle Hall, welcome the shopkeeper home!"
The voices shouted by these dozen people were like thousands of troops, deafening and soaring to the sky.
I glanced around, good guys, these dozen or so people should be Sun Xiaoke's direct descendants. They all have sharp eyes and a murderous look on their brows. At first glance, they are the master who has been licking blood at the tip of a knife all year round.
"Shopkeeper, I brought these dozen people back from outside. Although I have never met you, shopkeeper, they are all loyal to Doumen!" Sun Xiaoxiao chuckled. He has always had a very high vision, and these people have fallen in love with him.
Needless to say, his Dharma eyes and strength are natural.
"Blood Eagle Hall? That's a good name." I said.
"Hey, shopkeeper, during these times when you are away, I have discussed with Lao Niu and Laowu. We can't relax when the shopkeeper is out. We can recruit troops and buy horses to set up the Rentang Camp, and then give the shopkeeper a surprise. No, Lao Niu
Lao Wu and the others also changed their names..."
Before Sun Xiaoke finished speaking, a cloud of dust rose into the sky from inside the city gate.
"Wu Dayong of Slaughter Tiger Hall, come to greet the shopkeeper!"
I looked up and saw that yes, Wu Dayong was here too, but there were two teams of people following him.
"You old man, you didn't even give a shit and turned around and ran away. You dared to get in front of me to pick up the shopkeeper."
Amidst the yelling and cursing, a dark-faced, one-armed man rushed out. Who else could it be if it wasn't Niu Jianguo?
"The master of Lone Wolf Hall, Niu Jianguo, welcomes the shopkeeper!"
Niu Jianguo grinned. He had been gone for a while. I looked around. Yes, this guy's skin was a lot darker and his muscles were like rocks. It seemed that he had been training hard during this period, even though he only had one arm.
, look at the aura, it is much stronger than before...
"Shopkeeper, you are finally back."
Qin Shisan came to meet me. I saw that he had lost weight, but his eyes were still a little brighter.
"We haven't seen each other for a while. Everyone has become a lot stronger." I said with a smile.
Everyone was smiling happily, and then I introduced Old Man Chen and my mother to them, and then Jin Yier. When Niu Jianguo heard that Jin Yier was the leader of the younger generation of the ancient family, he was so surprised that he wanted to drag him to practice.
, saying that if he could win against a child of an ancient family in his life, he would be more proud to brag about in the future.
"Old Niu, let Jin Yier rest for a while. It won't be too late to compete again tomorrow," I said.
Niu Jianguo could only nod in agreement, and I asked them how they built Doucheng so spectacularly after not seeing each other for a short period of time.
Wu Dayong introduced that on the second day after I left, an old man took the initiative to come to Doucheng. At first, he looked down on the big guy. Just when Sun Xiaoke was about to drive him away, the old man simply painted on the ground.
After walking around for a few seconds, he drew a clear picture of the inside and outside of Doucheng. Then he said that such a castle was just an illusion. If he was given a month, he could make Doucheng one of the best in the world.
To kill the city, it is said that all the enemies who come are killed, and those who can't get in or get out.
Wu Dayong finally discussed with everyone and decided to give the old man a chance. No, one month has just passed, and Doucheng seems to be completely different from before...
I was secretly surprised and wondered if I had ever known such an expert in building a city. I asked, "What's the name of that expert?"
Sun Xiaoke scratched his head and said: "We didn't ask, but the old guy didn't want to tell. He just left two days ago and left a message saying that he was back and wanted to tell you."
"What words?
"The old guy said that every five thousand years, the way of heaven is at a loss. He just came to repay a debt of gratitude..."