Speaking of the beginning of the formation of forces, Mo Wuliang couldn't help frowning lightly and said, "Is there this necessary?"

You know, he has always liked a free and easy life, and although he has that talent, he has never had any ambition to form a force.

"Brother Mo, please don't get me wrong, although I have some ambitions, I won't take advantage of brothers who intersect with life and death. It's just that the world is about to change greatly, and our personal strength is limited after all, and only the formation of a strong force is the best barrier to protect ourselves. Think about it, why have the Ten Great Families been able to exist for so long? Is it just because they are powerful? No, because they all have some forces in their hands that have taken refuge in them, and in such a situation, no matter what kind of difficulties they encounter, they can maintain their own strength to the greatest extent. The young man said with a serious look.

In fact, the boy has known this for a long time, and the ten major families all have their own family forces in their hands, and these family forces are vassals of the ten major families, hoping to use the power of the latter to develop their own power.

Of course, if someone voluntarily volunteers, someone will be forced. This kind of compulsion is not to put a knife on your neck to force you to bow your head, but because the rival family gradually becomes stronger after vassalization, if you don't bow your head, you will only end up in extinction after a long time.

Therefore, some families have to come out and choose a strong family to join, because only in this way can their family group survive as much as possible.

For this reason, some families have even become "dogs", and can only obey the orders arranged from above, without the slightest right to speak and refuse!

Looking at the thoughtful looks of the two men opposite, the young man continued: "Not to mention the heaven-level territory, even the yellow-level territory is now already a far-sighted person who is secretly forming his own forces. ”

"Oh?" Mo Wuliang glanced at the young man in surprise, he knew what kind of person the latter was, since the young man could use the four words far-reaching vision to describe the other party, it could only show that the forces formed and the people hidden in the shadows were not simple.

"Who is it?" Mo Wuliang, who thought of this, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's our old friend!" the boy smiled flatly.

"It's him!" Mo Wuliang's face couldn't help but sink, in the entire yellow-level territory, there was only one person they knew together, and that was the great enemy who had almost killed them, Huang Longyu, the eldest prince of the Mobei Dynasty!

"Huang Longyu?" Qu Longyuan also glared: "What kind of force did he form?"

"A murderous organization hidden in the shadows, called Killing King Dao!" replied the young man.

"Kill the king, heh, what a big breath!"

Qu Longyuan angrily slammed his fist on the seat, turned his head to Mo Wuliang and said, "Old Mo, I also think that this force can be formed!"

"Yuerou, what do you think?" Mo Wuliang said as he looked at Qu Yuerou.

Qu Yuerou thought about it seriously, and then said: "It's not impossible to form a force, but can you determine your original intention and maintain your original intention?"

Although she said it very tactfully, several people knew that this was an extremely euphemistic point, and she didn't want the day when the different ideas of each other would lead to the degeneration of power, and then affect the friendly relationship between several of them.

Hearing this, several people couldn't help but fall silent. Because no one is sure what will happen in the future.

In fact, no matter what the future world is like, or what different ideas we have, I think that this so-called original intention is at least good and will not hurt any innocent person. Right?" the boy pondered for a moment before speaking.

Mo Wuliang already knew it in his heart, nodded secretly and said: "To be honest, if it weren't for Huang Longyu's attack, I really wouldn't want to give up my current free life." With that, he also sighed deeply.

"Don't think about it, in fact, I wanted to talk to you for a long time, we are still so young, if we don't take advantage of the current time to achieve something great, won't we regret it when we get old?" Qu Long Yuan said.

"It's not like you don't know my character. Mo Wuliang glanced at him.

"It's because I know your temperament that I haven't said anything for so many years. Even now that Huang Longyu's gang has revealed their minions, it is really not suitable for us to continue to be silent. Qu Longyuan said solemnly.

"You're in a hurry, I didn't say no. Mo Wuliang said helplessly.

"Haha, it's long overdue!" Seeing that Mo Wuliang was relieved, Qu Longyuan suddenly laughed excitedly.

"Then let's dig into the details now!" said the boy with a smile.

"Okay, let's go, let's discuss while drinking!" Qu Longyuan waved his big hand and led the way directly in front.

After a few people came to the secret inner room and sat down, they began to discuss some details of forming a force.

Including how to cultivate talents in the future, how to converge resources, as well as the general framework for forming forces, and the direction of future development, everyone has participated to a greater or lesser extent, and has also put forward some suggestions.

After the time of a stick of incense, everyone finally finalized the basic direction.

Ukitu mustard!

This is the name jointly formulated by several people after discussion, which means that Futu is not made by me, and the mustard seed (Dashi) is clear!

Among them, Qu Yuerou is responsible for finding those children who are less than ten years old among the wanderers, as the future backbone of long-term training, named Qianlong Hall!

Qu Longyuan is responsible for finding some logistical talents, including the coordination, dismantling, and analysis of intelligence, as well as ordinary people who have made great achievements in all walks of life, and then teaching them the method of cultivation, such as a valley and a secluded pool, slowly accumulating rain and dew. Qu Longyuan named it Wanfa Hall!

The juvenile is mainly responsible for the internal and external formation learning, and when gifted children join, they are responsible for cultivating and guiding such academics. At the request of everyone, the young man had no choice but to give the name of Dunjiatang.

And the person in charge of the whole is naturally immeasurable, he is very popular, he is the president and looks for those powerful monks, and then puts them in the penal hall that he is responsible for.

Originally, the few people meant to let Mo Wuliang directly serve as the master of Futu mustard, but he directly refused. He said that his own personality was really unsuitable to be a mustard master, and he would wait until someone was suitable to discuss it later.

In this way, the famous Futu mustard that will be famous in the endless years in the future has been hastily created.

No one could have imagined that it was far behind the king in the early stage, and it was actually the biggest dark horse in the whole world.

After a hearty drink, and after a lot of talk about the future development, the person Mo Wuliang sent to purchase for the boy also returned.

"Two big brothers, Miss Qu, so I'm leaving!" the young man stood up with the smell of wine and said with his fists clenched.

"Since we can't stop you, we won't stop you, you really don't need us to help you?" Mo Wuliang asked.

The young man shook his head heavily: "The development of Futu Mustard can't be put on hold, and I'm the only one here who has nothing to do, I hope that when we meet again, I can also contribute to Futu Mustard!"

"It will definitely be!" Qu Longyuan patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Hey, don't you die! You must know that the proposal to form a force was made by you, and you can't be irresponsible. Qu Yuerou pretended to smile lightly and said.

"Don't worry, my life is on the line!" the boy smiled slightly.

"Sensei sent it!" the boy snatched the bag from the table, and finally strode away, without looking back at it.

The proposal to form a force was indeed from the boy's heart, but it was not ruled out that the boy didn't want the two of them to go into that dangerous place with him.

Friendship is friendship, kindness is kindness, but all of this is not an excuse to ask others to die with you, and you still have to rely on yourself after all.

This is the young man's heart, and Mo Wuliang and Qu Longyuan can also guess a few points about this, but they will only remember it in their hearts and will not say it......

..................

Everyone has felt the scorching heat of midsummer deeply......

The scorching sun burned the heavens and the earth like fire, and it seemed to clothe the whole world with a thick coat that seemed to be distorted.

Even so, when the boy's feet stepped into the area within a thousand miles of the fallen land, all the heat disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a bone-eating coldness.

This kind of coldness, the young man felt even more excessive than the underground ancient city back then.

In contrast, it is as if there are two worlds inside and outside, the air outside is dry and hot, and the air inside is gloomy and damp.

The trees thousands of miles away are verdant and lush, but all the vegetation within a thousand miles is extremely dry......

"Step on the ......" The young man walked in with heavy steps.

"Sassy~~"

A gust of wind blew by, raising endless yellow leaves, flying and lonely, rendering the sky directly blank.

The boy strode under a withered tree, put the backpack behind him on the ground, and opened it into a series of bottles and cans.

The boy threw the shabby linen clothes from his backpack on the branches, then took out an empty clay pot and began to pour in powders of various colors, all of which were in porcelain vases on the ground.

"Whoa~"

Under the tilt of the hollow bamboo tube, a stream of water is poured into the clay pot, soaking the gray powder into a paste.

After a while, the young man directly threw down the medicine pestle in his hand, grabbed the paste in the clay pot and spread it evenly on a curved stone slab.

"Brush Brush~"

After a short while, when the paste and slate had completely solidified, the boy poured in some white powder again, took out a brush and brushed it.

"It's done!"

After a while, the young man's eyes lit up and he tore off the leathery thing from the slate.

Although he already has a meager amount of yuan power in his body, don't forget the existence of the Shinto body, his yuan power can't be used at all. Therefore, he can't use Yuan Li to change his appearance.