Chapter 161 Guiling City

Late at night, Wang Yu declined the invitation of the beautiful lady to enter the cave. He was not yet able to eat grass near his home, and he had to wait another ten years before he could release his male power.

He returned to his Feiyun boat and drove side by side with Chao Yunniang's Yanzhi boat.

When the sun rose.

A vast field came into view, with heavy rice everywhere, and the rich fragrance of rice drifted for hundreds of miles. Guiling City under the morning sun was like a giant turtle.

The ground was bustling with people, the hawking continued, the sky was shining, and the monks' escape lights and flying boats entered the city one after another.

It was still a mixed state of mortals and cultivators, but there were no pillars like those in the Erosion Heart City. The mortals here lived outside the city, with farms as points, distributed in various places in the vast fields.

Only the middle class and the rich could live in the outer city ring outside the five major urban areas. Their bodies were nourished by the spiritual veins, and the probability of producing people with spiritual roots was increased.

The body was also healthier and rarely sick.

There are many wombs in the outer city area. They are a kind of medicine powder specially made by the alchemists of the Nilingxue Sect that can increase the chance of pregnancy. There are also special people responsible for delivery, and there are almost no newborn deaths.

This measure is also said to be learned from the Taihu Spiritual Domain.

After all, they have a population of 10 billion, and Chiyuan's territory is no less, but it only has more than 1 billion.

Or the previous demon cultivators committed too many sins. Now the demon cultivators pay attention to sustainable development and have changed many bad habits.

For example, in ancient times, demon cultivators liked to use mortals to sacrifice magic weapons, but how much spirituality do mortals have? Killing thousands of people is not as good as a cultivator.

Only a wisp of soul is still useful.

But after learning to be smart, the demon cultivators found that it is better to let them reproduce with each other than to kill millions of mortals, give birth to some seedlings with spiritual roots, cultivate them, and then kill them.

The income actually increased by dozens of times, which immediately opened the door to a new world for the demon cultivators.

In the past thousand years, whenever Taihu Spiritual Domain introduced any new policies, Chiyuan copied them exactly, which is why there are more than one billion people. Otherwise, according to the ancient and ancient times, it would be good to have a million.

It all depends on the corruption of the righteous monks, or the risk of kidnapping people to maintain the inheritance.

No wonder the battle between good and evil in history has lost more than it has won, and there are often inheritance gaps. In recent years, there has been a trend of parity, and even more victories.

The strategy of "the enemy is my teacher" was a great success!

At the same time.

Just as Wang Yu secretly entered the city.

A major event was also happening in the Guiling City Lord's Mansion.

In the name of acting city lord, the Tuoba family summoned the heads of the three families of Bai, Guan, and Jiang, as well as the heads of the small hills and foreign forces in the northern city area, to the City Lord's Mansion to discuss important matters.

The meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

A group of people were arranging their positions and sitting on chairs. The first one was a tall and fierce-looking man. He was Tuoba Lei, who had occupied the Guiling City Lord's Mansion for nearly a hundred years.

A hundred years ago, he was just a general under Zhuo Kuangsheng.

Now he is the head of the City Lord's Mansion, and his cultivation of the eighth level of foundation building is the most outstanding in the audience.

The three heads of the family are generally at the sixth level of foundation building, and the heads sent by [Shui Mo Men], [Zi Long Shan], and [Wen Xiang Jiao] are hovering between the seventh and ninth levels of foundation building.

After Tuoba Lei and others arrived, they took out a notice scroll without saying a word, which said that the new city lord appointed by the Ni Ling Xue Zong was about to arrive.

After everyone circulated it, Tuoba Lei's deep and majestic voice was slightly gloomy: "Everyone, after a hundred years, when the new generation of each family has just grown up, the higher-ups sent a new city lord down. This is not a good thing."

The head of the Bai family was secretly unhappy, but he refuted on the surface.

"General Tuoba, this is your trouble. My Bai family has always been a loyal minister of the Holy Sect, and we have never reduced our tribute every year."

"Hehe——"

Before Tuoba Lei could refute this, the head of the Guan family said.

"You have not reduced it, but the rule of the Holy Sect is 20% every year. Your family wealth has been getting richer and richer over the years, and you have not reported this growth at all."

The head of the Bai family's face suddenly darkened. Tuoba Lei was secretly happy in his heart. He was right to help the Guan family conceal taxes. He could have a helper at this time.

The head of the Jiang family said nothing. Among the three major families, they were the only ones who stayed where they were. There was no development for a hundred years, and the ancestor at the peak of the foundation building in the family was about to pass away.

At this time, it was better to watch from the sidelines and would not easily participate in the dispute.

Others did not care. In their eyes, within fifty years, the Jiang family would be kicked out of the ranks of the three Guiling families. Instead, the foreign Jindan forces stationed in the North City were more worthy of their attention.

"What do you three say?"

The representative of the Shuimo Sect bowed his head and tasted tea.

The representative of Zilong Mountain was a red-faced old man. He wanted to participate and grinned.

"What is the cultivation level of the new city lord? Is he from a famous family?"

This information was not written above, only that it was a young man named Wang Yu.

"Surname Wang... I haven't heard that there is such a branch of the Holy Sect."

The representative of the Wenxiang Sect was a beautiful woman with elegant temperament and a faint fragrance. Her eyes were deep and she had almost no emotional fluctuations. Obviously, she was not young.

She said: "Don't forget, the last city lord's surname was Zhuo, Zhuo of the Guifang Zhuo family. Do you think they will give Guiling City to ordinary cultivators?"

At this time, the old man of Zilong Mountain also lowered his head to taste tea.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Tuoba Lei couldn't help but cast his eyes on the leader of the Qinglong Gang. This person was a third-level foundation cultivator in the North City District. He was born as a robbery cultivator, and was later won over by him to do some shameful livelihoods.

People of this level have little knowledge, but they are fierce. As long as they are given enough spirit stones, they dare to do anything.

Sure enough, I got the hint from his eyes.

The leader of the Qinglong Gang said loudly: "I can kill this person, but the other person's cultivation level is unknown. It would be better if all the fellow Taoists also send some people to temporarily join the Qinglong Gang."

Tuoba Lei suddenly showed a satisfied look.

"The messenger has just arrived. I think the person who comes needs to be fully prepared before setting off. I don't know how many people will be brought. I will send people to investigate around Luweidian.

"As for manpower support, another foundation-building monk from the Tuoba family will follow Brother Qinglong."

He would never have thought that Wang Yu would set off a few days later, a little faster than the courier. What a coincidence~

The conflict between Tuoba Lei and the new city lord is unavoidable, so he doesn't mind letting everyone know about it. Because of this, it is convenient to drag them all into trouble.

But some people only dare to do small tricks secretly.

The conference hall seemed to be silent, but many people secretly sent messages to Tuobalei, planning to send someone to interfere. As long as the person did not die in Guiling City, some of them had excuses.

Yunling Prefecture has poor mountains and harsh waters, and the external environment is extremely dangerous.

It is appropriate to use Huangquan Guan for shirk.

On the surface, no one knew about the activities of the Bai family and Huang Quanguan. In fact, everyone knew it, and he took the initiative to bring it up during the message conversation.

"We can use the masters of Huangquan Temple. They definitely don't want to return to the hands of the Niling Blood Sect after running Guiling City for many years."

"That's the truth."

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After discussing for half an hour, Tuobalei stood up with satisfaction and called out.

"Little sister, see off all distinguished guests for me."

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"The City Lord's Mansion is an important place, no idlers are allowed to enter."

"欻——"

Looking at Zhan Ge holding his neck, Wang Yu sighed helplessly.

"You are so rude."

Hearing this, a team of soldiers guarding the gate tried to grab Wang Yu's lapel, but he stepped back to avoid it, making his expression even more annoyed.

"Boy, you've arrived at the door of the city lord's mansion. Don't you know this is General Tuoba's mansion? Come on, kill this little kid."

However, as seven or eight soldiers rushed toward him, only a few scratches were seen flashing in the air, and the next second the doorway was contaminated by bloody corpses and internal organs.

Sensing the powerful auras in the mansion, Wang Yu smiled happily.

It's better to come early than to come by chance.

He was early and coincident, a God-given opportunity not to be missed.

His figure flashed and disappeared at the gate. At this time, some pedestrians shouted in horror: "It's killing people. The soldiers in the city lord's palace are all turned into corpses! It's killing people!"

Chaos and chaos are spreading.

conference hall.

Tuoba Lei's laughter did not last long. Just as his little sister entered the door and was about to lead the distinguished guests to leave, all the doors were blown open by the cold wind at the same time.

The sky was overcast and rainy, with freezing rain and wind and snow covering the entire city lord's mansion. A handsome young man with silver hair was climbing up the steps.

"It's not a good thing to come."

The female cultivator Wen Xiang raised her head to look at the sky and whispered.

"The abnormality in the sky should be the result of a change in spells. Tuobalei, is the new city lord a member of the Holy Sect's Cold Blood Peak?"

"I have no idea."

Tuoba Lei pushed aside the crowd and took the initiative to stand at the front. His keen insight discovered the mystery of Wang Yu, building the second level of aura and building the sixth level of consciousness.

"Boy, are you the new city lord? You came very quickly and caught me off guard. It's just your cultivation... you're too young."

Wang Yu did not answer. After scanning around, he found that the characteristics of everyone matched the information given by Chao Yunniang.

"I'll just say one thing."

"The person standing over there will live now, and the person standing next to Tuobalei will die. You have ten breaths to make a choice."

"one."

"furious!"

"presumptuous!"

"two."

The leader of the Qinglong Gang took the initiative to step forward. He was a bully and afraid of the strong. He thought that the people sent by the superiors were so strong that they could only build the second floor of the foundation, but they were not as good as him.

"Heh, let me, the gang leader, teach you a lesson."

"three."

The representative of the Shui Mo Sect, the female cultivator of the Wenxiang Sect, and the head of the Jiang family, these three ran towards the place where Wang Yu pointed before without saying a word. As soon as they moved, a few people from the small forces hanging around in the North City also moved.

Among them are Yunmeng Pavilion, Blood Knife Gang, and Xiaoyu Tower, and there are even more left behind, including four leaders of small forces whose cultivation is in the early stage of foundation building.

In addition to the red-faced old man from Zilong Mountain who was still hesitating, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, the heads of the Bai and Guan families, and Tuobalei, a total of nine foundation-building monks stood on the opposite side of Wang Yu.

"Whoosh——"

The moment the leader of the Qinglong Gang attacked, a nearly twenty-meter-long ice sword swept away. Wang Yu was counting the numbers from three to ten in an instant.

"ten!"

This change seemed to make the other party stressed.

The head of the Guan family and the old man from Zilongshan used escape techniques and ran to the Wenxiang Sect people, and two of the nine people were gone in an instant.