C213 A Life and Death Separation
C213 A Life and Death Separation
Before Hei Wufa could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Du Dapeng, "Enough, enough! I only told Wutian that when the family and prosperity comes, the benevolent will be invincible. Just these two sentences, how long do you want to thank him for? "
"Eh?"
Seeing that Du Dapeng seemed to be unhappy, Hei Wufa finally felt embarrassed. He smiled bitterly at first, but in the end, he could not help but laugh. "I brought good wine. Do you want to try it?"
"Then let's enter the city!"
Du Dapeng was not pretentious. Hei Wufa did not have any grudges with him. At most, Hei Wufa was a harsh person. He could not be considered a great villain or a great villain. He would occasionally drink a few glasses of wine. This was not a big deal.
"Open the city gate! I, the city lord, will be hosting a banquet for three days!"
Du Dapeng roared. How could the city guards not listen?
They had all seen the battle outside the city. Fu Yi was the old city lord. There was no way he could fight Du Dapeng. It was just a tiny Poison Dragon City. It was already considered not bad to have an expert like Fu Yi. Now, he was replaced by an even stronger city lord. Many of them were happy instead.
In a world where the strong were respected, the weak naturally hoped that there would be an expert who could protect them.
The two of them took one last look at the battle. Du Dapeng smiled and said, "Everyone, come in for a drink after the fight is over!"
"Haha! Good!"
"Hehe! I'm going to have a drink with Fellow Daoist Du. I won't let old man Fu Yi have a good time today!"
"Die! I'm going to drink some wine!"
Hearing that Du Dapeng was going to treat them, Fu Yi's dozens of enemies felt like they had just taken an expired medicine. All kinds of big and fierce moves were directed at Fu Yi. Immediately, it made Fu Yi scream even more miserably. Putting aside the people outside the city, Du Dapeng and Hei Wufa entered the city together. Immediately, a clone was sent to reorganize the military discipline and kick out those loyal to Fu Yi. They even deliberately gave them the dismissal fee, and then issued an order, "Recruit soldiers and horses! The soldiers in the sky will be given 10,000 Spirit Stone a month! "
What did 10,000 Spirit Stone mean?
It is enough for a Houtian master to eat and drink for the rest of his life, a Xiantian master to eat and drink for the rest of his life, an Object Control master to eat and drink for 10 years, and a stepping stone master to eat and drink for 2 to 3 years. That is enough to barely eat 10,000 Spirit Stone!
Of course, this was only a matter of eating and drinking. If he used the Spirit Stone to absorb and cultivate, 10,000 Spirit Stone would not be able to cause much of a stir!
"Haha! Although this city is small, it is also very pleasing to the eye! It is a good place! "
Looking at the Poison Dragon City that he had just occupied, Du Dapeng was very satisfied. Although the city was small, it had everything within it. However, the workshop, the pill refining workshop, the talisman refining workshop, the corpse refining workshop, the puppet refining workshop, the beast fighting workshop, etc. There were actually all kinds of services that could be used by Cultivator!
There was also an auction house that was neither too big nor too small!
"Haha! The Land of Soaring Dragon!"
Even Hei Wutian could not help feeling envious. "Your small city's tax should be a little better than my Small Tripod City's!"
This made Du Dapeng stunned. "It can't be, right? The size of the small city is comparable to an intermediate city. How can the tax be so low?"
"Don't mention it! The Earth fire in that place is only suitable to refine some middle-grade and low-grade medicinal pills. If the price isn't high, how can there be a high tax? Looking at all the alchemists in the city, every single one of them is comparable to me in terms of alchemy. I'm only a Tier 5 alchemist, yet I've become the best alchemist in the entire city!"
Hei Wufa was also a little depressed as he spoke. "If not for the quality of the Earth Fire being too poor, I would have invited Mr. Du to be the City Lord. With a top-notch master alchemist overseeing the city, the entire Martial Artist Wonderland would definitely go crazy!"
"You can look for Wutian. He is a master alchemist after all!"
Du Dapeng had a strange expression on his face. His Dao clone could have all the skills of his true self. Unfortunately, his true self seemed to be relying too much on the Heavenly Cauldron System and the Yellow Rank Spirit Fire!
As for the clone that cultivated the Three Body Technique, it only knew how to fight. Back in the Hei family, he was also a Dao clone. However, he estimated that he was not confident, so he did not dare to exchange blows with the strongest alchemist of the Hei family.
"Wuwuwu... Big brother City Lord, please let my mother go! Mother isn't a bad person!"
Just as the two of them were heading towards the City Lord's Mansion and chatting idly, a thin and weak young man suddenly knelt in front of Du Dapeng and hugged his thigh without any regard for his own life!
He cried out with a shrill cry!
This attracted the attention of pedestrians, and a busybody became even more frightened. "Little beggar! You don't want your life anymore? You dare to hug the City Lord's thigh while you're dirty?"
"Wuwuwu... Big brother City Lord, spare my mother! Mother is really not a bad person..."
He looked at the young man, who was twelve or thirteen years old and was about the same age as Qiongsang Linglong. He had a petite figure and looked quite delicate and pretty. However, his clothes were tattered and tattered. His small face and hands were also dirty. He was barefooted. Obviously, he was so poor that he didn't even have shoes to wear!
She looked even more miserable than Qiongsang Linglong when she met Du Dapeng!
The little boy seemed to know about Du Dapeng's interests and saw Du Dapeng looking at him. There was a bit of fear in his eyes, but he stubbornly refused to let go. "Brother City Lord, my mother is really not a bad person. She was wrongly accused! Please let her go... "
The little fellow was pitiful. This made Du Dapeng feel a little heartache when he saw it. He squatted down and asked gently, "Little fellow, who is your mother? Who took her away?"
"Wuwuwu... I don't have a name. Mother said that she doesn't have a name either. Mother brings me up the mountain to pick herbs every day and sells them to the pill refinery in the city. Half a month ago, we picked a strange herb. The shopkeeper of the Return to Spring Hall said that it was a weed and even locked my mother up..."
A mother and son without a name were obviously people with stories. They picked a strange spiritual herb but were locked up again. This was clearly very problematic?
Du Dapeng didn't waste any time talking. He immediately called another clone over and asked the little boy to bring them back to the Hall of Returning Spring. As for Hei Wufa, he continued to walk towards the City Lord's Mansion.
"Could that little boy be a plot of some people?"
Hei Wufa's sudden words stunned Du Dapeng. "It can't be, right? That little guy doesn't even have an Innate Stage! Besides, this sovereign and the First Clone weren't here. Who is the one who is eating and doing useless conspiracies?"
Looking at Du Dapeng's indifferent face, Hei Wutian felt a little awkward. "What you said is not unreasonable. I am just too petty!"
"I think that you must be wary of others. I was careless!"
"Haha! You really know how to pick good words to say!"
"Oh? Hahahaha..."
Both of them laughed lightly at the end of their conversation. Under the watchful eyes of the guards, the two of them walked in side by side. Du Dapeng immediately called out to the butler, "Prepare the food and drinks!"
At this moment, another clone of Du Dapeng was on the way back to the Hall of Rejuvenation. The little brat asked curiously, "Big brother, are you one of those people? Are you the brother of the city lord?"
"No! I am the same as them, the City Lord. We are all just clones of the City Lord! As for the City Lord himself, he is not in the Martial Artist Wonderland. "
" I really envy your realm! "
As the little boy spoke, his eyes suddenly turned gloomy. "Mother said that my talent is too poor, and I can't cultivate to the Innate Stage..."
Seeing the little boy depressed, Du Dapeng's heart also moved. He had also seen the realm of the little boy, the Houtian Peak Great Perfection. This made him a little curious. He wondered if giving him a Transcendence Pill would allow him to directly break through.
"Is your enemy very beneficial? Why don't you reveal your name?"
"I don't know either. I heard from the neighbors that I haven't weaned yet. Mother carried me to Poison Dragon City, and no one knew her name. After a long time, people called my mother Nameless. They called me Wu Mingzi!"
What a Nameless and Wu Mingzi!
This made Du Dapeng even more curious. Very quickly, the two of them arrived at the Rejuvenation Hall. After Du Dapeng explained the purpose of his visit, the shopkeeper immediately pissed his pants and said, "City Lord, please spare my life! Please spare my life, City Lord! The Nameless Family was already dead! These are the spiritual herbs they picked!"
" What did you say? "
The little brat was startled. He snatched the small jade box from the shopkeeper and stuffed it into Du Dapeng's hand without even looking at it. After that, he straightened his skinny body and fiercely pounced on the shopkeeper who was at the Early Void Step Realm!
The City Lord had come personally to denounce him, so how could the manager dare to move?
He was immediately grabbed by the little brat's neck. "Speak! Where is my mother? And how did she die?"
Seeing the little boy's bloodshot eyes and his fierce expression, the shopkeeper was also stunned." She bit her tongue and committed suicide the night before yesterday. I secretly buried her behind the city to watch Niu Po! "
"Take us there!"
The little brat did not know where he got the strength from, but he actually dragged the shopkeeper away. This made Du Dapeng faintly sigh. "I will help people to the end!"
Du Dapeng directly carried the two of them and turned into a ray of light. They directly left the city's back door, and under the guidance of the shopkeeper, very quickly, they found a miniature mound with fresh soil. The little boy immediately desperately tried to find the mound. Du Dapeng sensed it and sighed softly.
There was indeed a person underground, but there were no signs of life. Du Dapeng didn't know what to do, so he just slapped him. He had completely destroyed the manager's Qi Sea, causing him to fall into a mortal state. After that, he took out a random Top Grade Divine Artifact and handed it to the little boy. "The Blade of Vengeance, this is for you!"
"Hmph!"
The little brat did not stand on ceremony. He raised his saber and swung it down. When the shopkeeper was still in shock, he was already dead!
This did not make the little boy's face relax a bit. He knelt on the ground again. Du Dapeng continued to pull on the small mound. He could not bear to look anymore. He simply turned around and quietly listened to the little child's heart-wrenching cries. " Ah! Mother! You went just like that... I still want to become stronger one day so that you can tell me about our origins... To be able to make you stop being bullied, yet you just left like that..."
The heart-wrenching wails caused Du Dapeng to unknowingly fall into deep thought. "The strong prey on the weak, life and death parting, not becoming a saint, we have to face these things in the end. So what if you become a saint? Are the ancient saints really extraordinary? If they are extraordinary, why fight for the world?"
While the little brat was crying out loud, Du Dapeng's clone was deep in thought. The old city lord, Fu Yi, had finally died in battle. Dozens of enemies were still unsatisfied. After looting all the treasures he had with him, he actually returned to the Prefecture. He handed it over to another clone of Du Dapeng!