Chapter 597: Casting the Net

Situ Yu didn't know that he had been targeted, and he was still sorting out the memories passed on to him by the big demon in his mind.

The big demon he contracted has a special ability, that is, he will feedback a lot of messy information about this world, such as the hobbies of a certain official in a distant place, the daily life of a swordsman in a remote mountainous area, or the careful thoughts of an oiran in the Qinglou. The news was very confusing, but Situ Yu read a lot of valuable content from it.

With all this messy news, he got a rough idea of the strongest force in the world.

Seeking the Valley of Immortals.

He learned the name in the chaotic faith of a reading, and he also knew the place of the Immortal Valley today. This is a top-level giant crocodile hidden under the mundane, behind several dynastic changes there is a shadow of their participation, and they are the real 'heavenly people'. From the naming of the word 'seeking immortals', we can see the ambition of this valley owner.

According to the information he sorted out during this time, three months later, this Immortal Valley Lord will come out of the mountain again, and then the world will have come to change the dynasty again.

Under the chaos, he still thought that it would not be so easy to live this comfortable life.

Therefore, he must become stronger, at least when he seeks the Immortal Valley to cause trouble in the world, he can have the power to protect himself.

"The strength is still not enough!"

He has no regard for some disputes in Fish Tears City now, with the big demon in his hands, once the refining is completed, he will instantly become the strongest person in this city, even if the county guard Situ Long City, who is known as the number one master in Fish Tears City, his father will not be his opponent.

Between the mundane and the power of demons, there is a heavenly moat, which is by no means something that ordinary people can cross.

"Interesting boy."

Wu Chong looked down at Situ Yu, who had absorbed and refined his popularity and returned calmly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A thought popped into his head just now.

If you can't rob hard, can't you cheat? Under normal circumstances, the other party will definitely not believe what he says, but in a different environment...... For example, a desperate situation, or a family member asking for help. In an instant, Wu Chong had countless methods in his mind.

After having an idea, he stopped paying attention to Situ Yu, and after leaving a mark on him, he flew away.

He was going to create a force in this world first.

It needs to be old enough to be more convincing.

Flying all the way, Wu Chong soon reached the heart of the country, the so-called imperial capital.

Compared with the Fish Tears City where Situ Yu stayed before, the masters here in the capital do not know how many, and they can become kings and ancestors if they pull one out to Fish Tears City. This is also a normal appearance, in any country, the first gathering place of resources is in the capital, and under the condition of enjoying the resources of the whole world, the improvement will naturally be faster than other places.

It's just that these masters are not enough for Wu Chong, if you really want to use cultivation, he is considered to be transcendent in this world, and the number one master in the world is not enough for him to press with a finger.

After flying into the capital, Wu Chong first went to the palace to read the history of the country.

"Seeking Immortal Valley?"

Wu Chong saw the forces described in the few words, and also knew about their existence.

"Since there is a Quest for Immortal Valley, then it's not too much for me to get a 'Human Immortal View'." Wu Chongmo rubbed his chin and instantly thought of a name for his power.

Once you have a name, the rest is easy.

He first looted a large amount of gold and silver in the palace, then bought a large number of his men, and then returned to the deep mountains and forests.

found an inaccessible place, used the great divine power to open up a vacant land, and then arranged the forbidden formation. These things were all learned during the period from the Twenty-Eight States to the Great Apocalypse, and at that time he had pondered for a long time, and then gave up. It's just that after reaching this point, any small means in the past now has the power to turn decay into magic.

"Up!"

After arranging the formation, Wu Chong slapped his big hand to the ground.

The power of the delusional Dao instantly penetrated into the ground, and in an instant, the soil layer uplifted by itself, and then under Wu Chong's gaze, it condensed little by little into a brand-new Dao temple. The wood grain and furniture all change and shape automatically, and even the smoothness of the stone steps inside has changed exactly the same after being stepped on.

"Two more boys."

Wu Chong flicked his fingers, and the means of sprinkling beans into soldiers pointed at the two round stones at the gate.

The stone rolled around on the ground, stood up, and turned into two seven or eight-year-old boys, with vivid expressions, the only difference was the color of their skin and demeanor, which looked a little stiff.

However, this problem is not difficult for Wu Chong, he waved one hand, a brush appeared in his hand, and he saw him draw a few strokes in the void, but in the blink of an eye, two human skins flew out, and they were accurately set on the two stone people, and the whole process was smooth, as natural as wearing clothes.

"Sir."

The two boys on the upper body of the human skin instantly 'lived', their demeanor became natural, and they saluted him with a smile.

As a housekeeper spell, the human skin technique is still used superbly.

"From today onwards, your name is Qingfeng, and his name is Mingyue."

Wu Chong tastefully named the two boys.

"Yes."

The breeze and the moon responded respectfully.

"Let's go down."

Wu Chong waved his hand, and the two boys naturally guarded the door. The façade is arranged, and all that remains is to cast the net, how to cast the net, you still need to think about it, otherwise you will strangle the fish to death with too much force, and you will not be asking for trouble.

Thinking of this, Wu Chong flew out again and disappeared between the mountains.

Beijing Listening Book Building.

The name is very cheesy, but being able to gain a foothold in a place like Beijing already shows that it is not good.

On this day, the shopkeeper who had just closed the stall was liquidating today's income, and the door that he didn't want to close was pushed open again.

Isn't the door closed?

A question flashed through the shopkeeper's mind. When I looked up, I saw a strange man wearing a black robe and a hat on his head walking in. This kind of attire is not uncommon, and many people who walk the rivers and lakes to do some shady business are dressed like this.

"I'll start talking about the book tomorrow."

The man came in and looked at it, then took a book from his bosom and threw it on the table.

"Three Thousand Years of Jianghu"

The shopkeeper glanced at the title of the book, but he didn't even mean to open it.

They listen to what kind of place the book building is, and every day they don't know how many poor scholars who sell stories write here, and if they want to be told by the storyteller on stage, they need to queue up!

"Do you hear that?"

When the shopkeeper was about to say no, the eyes of the strange man on the other side suddenly met him.

Then in an instant, the shopkeeper seemed to have changed a person, and when he looked at the man in black in front of him, he felt extremely cordial, as if he had met an ancestor he hadn't seen for many years.

"Yes!"

The shopkeeper quickly took the book and nodded earnestly.

It was as if this matter had become the most important task of his life.

Seeing this, the man in black ignored it, turned around and left. It took a while for him to leave, and the shopkeeper came to his senses.

"Huh?"

He looked up puzzled. The door to the shop was still closed, and there was no sign of anyone entering. Everything that happened before, as if it was just a dream, this scene made the shopkeeper breathe a sigh of relief, when he lowered his head and was about to count the account books again, he found that what he was holding in his hand was no longer an account book, but the book "Three Thousand Years of Jianghu" in his previous memory!