A small town on the edge.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed, no different from an ordinary old human man. He had a premonition that his demon life was coming to an end, which he had actually sensed ten years ago, and it was because he knew that he would take the risk of returning after leaving.

The longer you live, the more you know.

The old man has lived for many years, and he was very old when he went to the National Teacher's Mansion. He knew that he was old, so he kept clamoring to find a place to retire, and he went to the National Teacher's Mansion to support the elderly. Later, it was the same with Wu Chong, but when he really came to this point, he still felt some regrets.

It's a pity that I couldn't see the demeanor of the Demon King Realm.

But this is just thinking about it, how can the realm of the demon king be achieved if you want to, it requires the qualification of the sky and the opportunity to go against the sky. There has only been a national teacher in such a large area of the entire Chen Kingdom, and I haven't heard of the rumors of the demon king for so many years, so you can imagine how difficult it is in the middle.

"It's a pity Brother Wu, he should have the best hope of crossing that threshold." The old man remembered the herring essence who was as steady as him.

I don't know if he's dead.

Suddenly, he seemed to see his old familiar friend fall from the sky with a demon cloud, turning into a familiar face walking towards him...... It's really coming!

The old man shuddered and quickly reacted that this was not an illusion.

"Old man, you don't seem to be able to do it anymore."

As soon as Wu Chong fell, he felt the vitality of the old man turtle.

He had sensed a familiar aura before, so he fell, but he didn't expect to run into the old man who was going to end up.

"You...... How come nothing has changed? ”

Sensing the demonic energy that was still full of vitality in Wu Chong's body, the old ghost lying on the bed had an expression of seeing a ghost.

It is the so-called thousand-year-old king 80,000-year-old turtle.

That's a boast, but it also says a lot about the longevity of turtle monsters.

The old man turtle has lived until now, and his lifespan is infinitely close to the thousand-year mark, and he can't break through the realm of the demon king, and the essence of life will shackle him.

"Don't worry, I will go to your grave to drink two pots of wine during the New Year's holidays in the future."

Wu Chong patted the back of the old ghost's hand and comforted him.

He had already tried it just now, and the old man turtle was reaching his lifespan, and it could be reversed by non-human beings, so he didn't waste any more time tossing the other party, so he let him go quietly.

Hearing this, the old ghost blood of Sumeru was almost vomited. He still remembers this sentence, when he was still in the National Teacher's Mansion, Wu Chong told him, but at that time he thought that he was a turtle and would definitely be able to survive the other party, but now it seems that he was still sloppy.

'Are you a turtle or am I a turtle?' You are a big herring, why can you live better than me! ’

He stared at Wu Chong with wide turtle eyes, and finally didn't catch his breath and kicked his legs.

Wu Chong was speechless for a while, he didn't expect this old boy to be so anxious, and he kicked his legs without saying a word.

The old turtle died.

There was a cry outside.

Wu Chong glanced at it, and he didn't know anyone outside who was wearing linen and filial piety.

The old man turtle has lived until now, his concubines are long gone, there are few sons left, and the half-demon bloodline is no different from ordinary people when it is sealed. The people who were crying outside were all grandchildren, and Wu Chong noticed a middle-aged man who was crying particularly fiercely, and this person's appearance was vaguely like the snot baby Huzi who called him to eat wine in the city.

"Uncle Wu, my father is dead, what will I do in the future!"

Sensing Wu Chong's gaze, the middle-aged tiger cried even harder.

They are such a big family, and they all rely on the old man turtle to support them, and now that the old man turtle is gone, it is tantamount to the sky falling. I vaguely knew that Wu Chong's powerful tiger was sold miserably on the spot, and I have to say that this kid is still such a chicken thief just like when he was a child.

"Live with peace of mind, the sky won't fall."

Anyway, he is also the grandson of the old man turtle, and he may not be able to take care of the back, but Huzi still has to take care of it.

For him now, it is a matter of raising his hand, and it doesn't take much effort.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu."

Huzi was pleasantly surprised, and kowtowed to Wu Chong a few times in tears. Wu Chong also accepted it calmly, and his grandchildren kowtowed to his grandparents and accepted it calmly.

In the next period of time, Wu Chong, an elder who came out of the mountains, became the uncle of the Huzi family.

With his Buddha photo, the turmoil of the old man's death was quickly quelled, and several competing families who secretly wanted to make a move were also pinched to death by Wu Chong. With his current strength at the level of the demon king, dealing with this kind of trivial matter is no different from fighting mosquitoes with a cannon.

After living here for half a year, after making sure that the old man's family had no external danger, Wu Chong left.

He can help solve the enemies outside, and the internal competition is not his concern.

Capital.

When he re-entered the land, Wu Chong felt some strangeness. It has been almost eighty years since he left the capital. Eighty years is a practice for him, but for human beings, it is already the situation of many people's lifetimes.

The current capital is more prosperous than it was at the beginning, I don't know how many times.

After the collapse of the national teacher, humanity quickly re-established the order, and the interests that originally belonged to the youkai were brought back, creating a new group of nobles. The short-term vacancy also rejuvenated the original Chen Guo, which was in the midst of a long history.

Emerging families thrive in this place.

Even many industries that depended on them have flourished, and restaurants, inns, and even flower boat theaters on the river have increased several times. The big merchants who came and went wore silk and haunted these places, which was a prosperous scene. It's just that these are only superficial.

Walking in the capital, Wu Chong saw many broken houses, beggars along the streets, and frozen bones. And those luxurious lives are only separated from them by a wall.

For this cyclical social change, he doesn't have much emotional swings. Society is always like this, the cycle repeats, and the great power of the individual can be changed for a while, but it cannot be changed fundamentally.

Return to the original National Teacher's Mansion.

A plaque has been changed on it, and the owner has become Xiangguo of the Chen Dynasty.

What position is specific and what is in charge Wu Chong didn't know, and he didn't ask. He also just used his demon power to hide his body, walked around the house, and went to see the former Dizi Courtyard, but now this place is no longer called Dizi Courtyard, and has been renamed 'Shangwu Yuan', and a group of little dolls are practicing martial arts in it.

"The first priority is to find the will of the demon god."

After Wu Chong searched the Xiangguo Mansion inside and out, he also went out.

When he returned to the capital this time, in addition to dealing with the personal feud that had been driven out of the capital, the most important thing was to find the will of the demon god.

"I didn't expect that a few new monsters have emerged in the capital now, and the momentum is very ......strong."

Recalling the documents he had just seen in Xiangguo's Mansion, a smile hung on the corner of Wu Chong's mouth.

They can't all be acquaintances, right?

Counting the time, they're almost ready to start making appearances.