"How?"

After reaching a consensus, the group had to think of a solution.

"I have some friendship with him, I have looked for him before, and I have left some backhand." The dragon king threw the firewood next to him onto the fire and said casually. He already knew Wu Chong's identity, and he came here to ask him for help this time. Anyway, when he was in the spirit world, he didn't offend Wu Chong, and gave him some 'mushroom solitary spirit fields', and there was some friendship between the two.

"Then what are you waiting for, just go over and find it."

Xiao Fan said impatiently.

He was blocked by someone as soon as he started cultivating immortals, and this feeling made him very unhappy.

"You still need to wait, Brother Wu is a human being...... Somewhat cautious. ”

Sensing a fleeting aura, the Dragon King sighed, he had been tracking Wu Chong's whereabouts all these days. The secret hand left before was basically useless, and now it is the nose.

Fortunately, he is the dragon king, and his nose is smart enough!

Of course, he didn't say this to anyone else, so as not to shake the morale of the army.

Decade!

Ten years have passed in a flash.

In the past ten years, Wu Chong's research on the interlayer has deepened, and he tried to reproduce the previous elixir, but without the tentacles of the interlayer monster, the effect was cut by half at once, and for him at this stage, the efficacy of the medicine has dropped by 90%.

It's just that no matter how difficult it is, he has to move forward, compared to the tragic experience of others who have a bottleneck stuck in a lifetime, his path to cultivating immortals is already smooth.

"Upgrade."

Looking at the experience points that have accumulated more than three million again, Wu Chong feels that he has almost accumulated. In the face of the danger of the interlayer, the current strength is still a little insufficient, and it is best to be able to directly become an immortal.

What's more troublesome is that the experience value required to consume by the Merge level is quite exaggerated.

The experience points accumulated in the past ten years have only increased Wu Chong's realm by 6%. This is still the result of cooperating with the elixir, otherwise the progress will be cut in half.

With the consumption of experience points, a large amount of information about the Merge Period quickly poured into the brain.

The content in this is all about the use of 'delusional' Dao, compared to Wu Chong's current research on not doing business, the improvement brought by the panel is still very focused.

If Wu Chong's understanding of delusion was distorted before, then now his understanding of delusion is a cult!

It is a 'great way' that can penetrate the cultivation of others!

Wu Chong can clearly feel that the strength in his body is increasing rapidly, this 6% is added from the panel, with a large number of cultivation memories, detailed to the details of each retreat, this feeling is indescribable, even if he has experienced it so many times, it still gives him an unreal feeling.

"Sir, there are guests."

The old butler knocked on the door outside, and ten years later, the butler was much older. Wu Chong is still the same as ten years ago, for a person who is in the prime of life, it is not abrupt that there has been no change in ten years.

"Guest?"

Wu Chong was a little strange.

Since the prefect's lady got married, no outsiders have come to his courtyard.

After ten years of stable life, he is about to forget the identity he originally arranged.

"It's the master of the Ding family."

The master of the Ding family in the housekeeper's mouth is Ding Youcai, who was brought by him ten years ago to have a 'bloody disaster'. In ten years, these families have also begun to slowly replace the old and the new, and the young people who used to walk their dogs with slaves on the street have become another group, and the original group has sat in the position that originally belonged to their fathers and continued to maintain the family's livelihood.

"Wu Zhutou, outsiders have come to the city."

Ding Youcai didn't know that Wu Chong was the original 'fortune teller', let alone remember the trivial incident ten years ago.

He and Wu Chong met under the introduction of the county order.

In a small city like Tucheng, the division of interests in it is very clear, everyone knows each other, there will be no scenes of falling against each other, even if there is really any contradiction, everyone is behind closed doors and solves things on the wine table. Wu Chong, as a head catcher, is also part of his vested interests, and Ding Youcai, the head of the snake family, naturally knows it.

Outsiders?

If it was just an ordinary outsider, Ding Youcai would not have come to him in person. Outsiders are rare in places like Tucheng, but they are not uncommon. The only explanation is that the outsider that Ding Youcai said in his mouth has caused trouble, and the matter is not small, otherwise Ding Youcai would not have looked for his own headhunter.

"What's going on?"

"Master Yan's entire family was killed, and the husband said that he had seen one of those strangers at the scene." Speaking of this, a hint of jealousy flashed in Ding Youcai's eyes. The old man Yan in his mouth is the old friend who went to the theater with him at the beginning, and the current head of the Yan family. In terms of strength, both of them are about the same. The other party can wash the Yan family with blood, and he can also wash his Ding family with blood when he turns around.

This is the reason why Ding Youcai found Wu Chong.

Because of Wu Chong's current identity, he is the number one master in Tucheng.

"I'll get noticed."

Wu Chong responded casually.

It's just a murderous eucalyptus in the mortal world, and it couldn't be easier to break it, just spread out the divine sense and envelop the whole city, and it is easy to screen out the murderer.

"I'm tired."

Seeing Wu Chong come down, Ding Youcai breathed a long sigh of relief.

Since he learned the news, he hadn't even slept well, and came to visit Wu Chong early in the morning. Now with Wu Zhutou's consent, his hanging heart has been put down.

After arching his hand, he got up and took his leave.

After sending off the guests, Wu Chong returned to the house, and with a movement of his mind, the Dao-level divine consciousness instantly enveloped the entire Tucheng. With his current strength, only observing one earth city is definitely overkill.

The northwest corner of Tucheng, Fuyuan Inn.

An old man who kept coughing was hiding in the corner and eating the cold buns left by the diners, his eyes were as cold as knives, looking at the noisy restaurant and those fat diners, his Adam's apple twitched up and down twice.

It smells so good!

But he still held back, lowered his head and began to nibble on the cold bun in his hand.

"Lao Ding, what are you afraid of?"

"Didn't you eat happily yesterday? These two-legged sheep are food for our generation......"

"Get out!"

Lao Ding's eyes were bloodshot, and he could see that he was trying to persevere, but he was about to reach his limit.

"Sooner or later, the interlayer will come, and when the time comes, who do you think in this world will be able to resist us? Those selfish demon gods...... Or the seekers who never look down? ”

"I don't know how long the spiritual disaster will last, and your longevity is running out."

"Do you want to bury yourself deep in the ground like those silts?"

The bewitching voice kept echoing in Lao Ding's ears, and it was strange that no one around him could hear it.

The babbling words continued until Lao Ding finished eating the steamed bun in his hand.

"In the world of the future, the weak do not deserve to live, only if you throw yourself to us, you will ......"

"I said, let you ...... Get lost! ”

Old Ding stood up and yelled loudly outside.

At the same time, his figure flashed and disappeared into the inn like a ghost. The diners in the restaurant were startled, and when they came to their senses, the beggar was long gone......