Douluo's start to reach the full level

Chapter 141 [The Unfathomable Old Mister]

The same month of the following year.

After the formation of the Wuhun Empire's army, Feng Wentian reorganized the Wuhun Empire with the support of the people of the Wuhun Palace and summoned more than 70.00% of the soul master team in the entire empire.

In the same year, Feng Wentian was appointed as [Marshal of the Wuhun Empire].

Under the premise of protecting the safety of the empire, the original [-] army was temporarily led by him, and another [-] soul masters under the soul master of the Wuhun Palace were assigned, and [-] soul masters from the soul master to the soul emperor level were assigned by him.

In addition, Feng Wentian can negotiate countermeasures with the upper three sects, and can issue military orders with the Pope's warrant.

In this regard, the Wuhun Empire's situation is excellent, and the military and civilians are in good order.

After returning from the Star Dou Great Forest, Bibi Dong is a level 81 Contra and cannot participate in the Angel God assessment.

Therefore, Su Mutian temporarily acted as the highest authority in the Spirit Empire, and Bibi Dong was taken by the Divine Sword avatar to the City of Slaughter to participate in the test of the Asura God.

At the same time, Emperor Xingluo held on for more than two years. Today, he is at the end of his strength and wants to see God at any time.

Dai Hao's offensive against Dai Chaoming became more and more fierce, Dai Chaoming had no choice but to turn to Su Mutian for help as he had few great talents in his hands.

What was written in the letter this time was more urgent than the last time, as if one day later, the Xingluo Dizhu, together with his life, had to be handed over to his elder brother.

It just so happened that Su Mutian's comprehension of the spiritual skull was refined again, and he was able to split into four clones at the same time.

Su Mutian secretly wrote back to Dai Chaoming, and arranged for a special envoy to enter the border of the Star Luo Empire in the near future for him to respond.

This avatar was named [Aguru] by Su Mutian.

Since the Star Dou Great Forest traverses the two empires, there is actually a red-light transaction line that the two empires tacitly approve of.

Many businessmen and soul masters used this black road to enter and leave the borders of the two empires.

Due to the complex internal structure of the Star Dou Great Forest, the strange and strange spirit beasts make it difficult for people to guard against them, and they are very dangerous!

So much so that the patrol guards of the two empires were unwilling to enter the Star Dou Forest to pursue them.

Therefore, the behavior of various traders should be self-restraint to a certain extent, black trading is not too excessive, and it can bring real economic growth to the two empires.

It is hailed by the people of the two empires as: the dark zone of stars.

And Su Mutian wanted to enter the Star Luo Empire on this trip, so he chose to go from here.

As for the reason, upholding the attitude of a generation of Mingjun, while carrying out the mission, while observing the people's sentiments, this can be regarded as a private tour of micro-services, right?

On this day, Su Mutian settled in the dark area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest and found an inn, which was the only place in the dark area where he could rest, named Fucheng.

Dare to open a store in a dark area, naturally you need some skills.

It is said that the Fucheng Inn was originally called the Rotten Inn, and it got its name from the fact that every month the corpses around here would rot and stink, so many of them seemed to be able to smell like a whole city.

Of course, this is just a joke.

In fact, the owner who dared to open an inn in the dark area is called Fucheng, and he has been here for decades.

And Dai Chaoming sent to meet Su Mutian here.

Su Mutian was standing in this unremarkable, old-looking restaurant with an area of ​​about [-] square meters. The inside was a restaurant, and the outside was a resting place for people on the road.

Some people took a sip of thirst-quenching water and started on the road.

Some people sat at the square table, ate some dry food, and took a rest.

According to the old rules, Su Mutian maintained a cautious attitude.

When going out, you must wear a mask.

But along the way, he found that many people were like him, who did not show their faces and loved to wear masks.

It made him curious.

Apart from wearing a mask to participate in the anonymous soul master competition, there shouldn't be a custom of wearing a mask in Douluo Continent?

It wasn't until Su Mutian walked into the inn and listened to people's gossip that he realized that it was actually his fault!
It turned out that at the beginning, the divine sword avatar made a fuss in the Wuhun Hall, and later there were legends about the auxiliary god masked man crushing the Qibao Liuli, etc. These anecdotes gathered together and became popular, forming a legend.

The bosses who sold the masks even spent a lot of effort to understand the same mask that Su Mutian was wearing at that time.

Want to make a fortune with the heat!
"Oh... the young people of today."

Su Mutian poured himself a cup of tea, the tea leaves were reddish red, with a faint fishy smell... When he smelled it carefully, it smelled like fresh blood.

As he pondered over the details, Su Mutian looked more and more like human blood...

"It doesn't matter if you don't drink it." Su Mutian pushed the teapot away.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes, but handsome in appearance, sat down with mischievous eyes:
"Sir, don't you like blood tea? I also have snow lotus tea, thousand-year-old Pu'er tea, and ten-thousand-year red ginseng tea. They are all rare treasures in the world. They only sell 98 gold soul coins. Buy two copies and get one free. There is also a [-]% discount." , with high-quality clear spring hot water for free.”

The man took out a large package from his arms, and opened it, and there were several small tea leaves inside.

"How would you like it, Mr.?"

"To tell you the truth, I just sold it because I saw the husband was destined. If it were someone else, I wouldn't sell it even if the price was doubled."

This man's words are serious, touching, and sincere... It's easy to fool people at first sight...

If it weren't for Su Mutian's good hearing, he would have almost missed the [-]% discount he said, not the [-]% discount.

The 98% discount for [-] Golden Soul Coins is about nine Golden Soul Coins and six Silver Soul Coins.

Although this little money is no different to a few stones on the side of the road to Su Mutian.

But nine gold soul coins are the wages of ordinary people in the Wuhun Empire for several years.

So dark.

Worthy of being a black trading belt, any bastard would be so black!
"Xiao Ao, don't be rude."

Su Mutian was thinking about how to get rid of the man in front of him, when an old man stepped down from the restaurant.

As soon as the old man appeared on the stage, all the old customers in the restaurants in the entire inn stood up. Even if they were newcomers, they were forcibly pulled up and bowed respectfully to the old man:

"Mister Fu."

The middle-aged man was actually none other than Oreo, a member of the Ao family who moved from Sunset City in the past.

At that time, there were rumors of evil soul masters haunting Sunset City, so they took their luggage and prepared to find a good place to live, but Tiandou Empire has been experiencing many major and minor incidents these years, and it is not stable at all.

So, they came up with the idea of ​​smuggling to the Star Luo Empire to live, and after going through a lot of wandering, they were taken in by the old man Fucheng of this inn as buddies.

Oreo showed bitterness on his face, not daring to be glib, and respected Mr. Fucheng: "Mr. Fu, why did you come down?"

This is what other people want to ask.

Fucheng is more than 100 years old. He never likes to hang out in front of people, so he has been hiding behind the scenes.

Even so, the legend of the old man has always been circulating in the dark area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest.

Six or seventy years ago, this murky trading route itself was a tangled jungle infested with snakes, insects, rats and leopards, and trade was banned between the two empires.

The emperors of the latter two empires opened up trade and exchanges between the two countries, and a young man conquered everyone with his own strength, creating a road that runs through the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

Only then did the development of the black line develop.

Therefore, everyone present regards Fucheng as the ancestor of the industry and cannot but respect it.

"If I don't come down, I'm afraid you'll mess up the whole pot of soup."

Fucheng frowned, stroked his beard.

"What soup, why can't I understand?" Oreo rubbed his head and asked.

"You, oh."

Fucheng's withered fingers tapped lightly between Oreo's brows, but just that little bit made him fall out, as if a huge thrust was acting on him.

"Go and take care of little Ao, or you will be fined not to eat today." Fucheng pretended to be serious.

"Understood, old man, I'll go right away!" Oreo didn't dare to resist.

Su Mutian's expression changed instantly.

The strength of this old man called Mr. Fu... unexpectedly made him unable to see through it!
It was obviously a bone body half buried in the coffin, and the soul power carried by waving it casually made Su Mutian feel profound, even... vast!
One must know that Su Mutian's original martial soul, the avatar, does not belong to the strong attack type, nor does it belong to the agility attack type, and its combat ability is far inferior to that of its peers, and it cannot even be compared to Ultimate Douluo... But the soul power is real!

Other than Bo Saixi, the only ones who could make him feel the vastness of his soul power were Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu!

Based on such reasoning, the old man in front of him... Could it be that he is also a Limit Douluo? !
After this idea appeared in Su Mutian's mind, it made him feel like five thunderbolts.

Most of the knowledge about the Douluo Continent lies in the original Tiandou Empire, and how many unknown masters are hidden in the Star Luo Empire... It is really hard to predict.

Thinking of this, Su Mutian had no choice but to respectfully address Fucheng: "Mr."

At the same time, he still had a question, why did the old man sit in his seat?
Is it...

!

Sure enough, Fucheng smiled faintly, poured out a cup of blood tea, tasted it, and the aftertaste was endless:
"This tea was taken from the Eagle Red Cliff in the Sunset Forest. At that time, it took me a lot of effort to snatch it from the Eagle King's claws."

"It's a rare second-tier tea, even the old man is reluctant to drink it. If it's not waiting for you, I'm afraid this tea will be sealed for decades."

What does this mean?
"Is there something in the old man's words?"

Su Mutian couldn't understand the hidden meaning of this old man. He was just like the magic stick in the old street in his previous life. He couldn't speak clearly, making people puzzled.

"What kind of heart can the old man have, the son is too worried."

Fucheng smiled lightly, and couldn't help but twitch because the taste of the blood tea warmed the blood, especially for an old man like him whose blood was starting to stop, it was even more wonderful.

No no no!

weird.

There must be something strange!

"I am afraid that only the old man can drink home-cooked tea of ​​sub-immortal grade."

Su Mutian sat upright, staring at the old man.

"No."

Fucheng then said indifferently: "To the young master, this is not a concern."

When Fucheng's eyes were on Su Mutian, it seemed that he had seen through him.

It made Su Mutian feel uncomfortable.

This feeling is terrible!

This is the first time that Su Mutian's pores are creepy in decades!
Even when facing Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, at most he just wanted to be on the safe side and avoid the edge for the time being.

But facing this old man, he actually felt that he had no choice but to avoid it!
"This……"

Su Mutian was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

After returning to his senses in three seconds, he lowered his head and asked, "The old gentleman knows my identity?"

As soon as he said it, Su Mutian realized that he was the lord of a country, and he acted so impetuously that he wished to slap himself.

I act so meticulously, who can see through myself?
This old man is definitely a magic stick, so stupid!

Unexpectedly, the old gentleman pointed at Su Mutian's shoes and returned his clothes and said, "I have always been regular customers here, and new customers like you are mostly young people who have just entered the business. When going in and out of the Xingluo Forest, it is inevitable that the soles of their feet will get stained." Mud, catkins flying on clothes."

"However, the son's breath is stable, the shoes are like new seams, and the clothes are like weaving. No matter in temperament or strength, he is not like a person on the road."

Fucheng smiled and explained the mystery with one word.

But... is it really that simple?
"Good eyesight, sir."

Su Mutian was dubious, and turned his attention to Oreo: "The old man is so arrogant, how can his subordinates act so superficially?"

"He's not a man of the way."

"Oh?"

It's not a big deal for Mr. Fu to tell the truth about Oreo's family in a few words.

"But don't blame him, son. It's just that the prices in this area are already high, and he has to support his wife and children, so he likes to take advantage of new customers."

It turned out to be the case.

Having said that, Su Mutian admired Oreo's marketing methods.

This man should not be discriminated against.

A responsible man who works hard for his family should be respected.

"Isn't it appropriate for the old man to give him more salary?"

"This old man is not some sort of savior, old man, I just open an inn and do some small business."

The old man Fu stroked his beard and sighed, it was really like an old accountant who opened a small restaurant and carefully calculated.

Su Mutian was extremely surprised.

This little old man's strength is unfathomable, but he is so shameless!

"That child, what's his name?"

Su Mutian asked casually, thinking that the name Oreo is really weird, so his son...

"Oscar."

Oscar Awards!

Damn it!

Su Mu Tianxia felt that the name of this family was too obscene, and instantly poked a smile.

But the smile stopped abruptly within 24 frames.

"Oscar?"

"Oscar!"

Su Mutian was stunned.

Oscar, one of the original Shrek Seven Monsters!
It is also the most difficult member of the original work for Su Mutian to find at this stage.

The biggest Dai Mubai is in the Xingluo Royal Family, Zhu Zhuqing should be in the Xingluo Zhu Family, Rong Rong and Xiao Wu are both reserved by the Spirit Hall, Ma Hongjun, the mutated turkey Phoenix family is also a subordinate unit of the Spirit Hall.

The only difference is that there is no news about the Oscars!
Unexpectedly, this hairy dog ​​was in this pile!
"You know your son?"

Seeing the change in Su Mutian's expression, Fucheng asked indifferently.

"I don't know him, but I want to meet, so I can accept an apprentice by the way."

Su Mutian set the cup and said lightly.

"That can't be done. Little Ao is also my half-grandson, so he can't be taken away casually."

Fucheng smiled, holding the porcelain pot with his withered hands, and from the mouth of the teapot burst out a soul power that directly hit the door of his heart.

Snapped!
Su Mutian also grabbed the handle of the pot and mobilized his soul power to fight against it.

It's just that this grip doesn't matter, the boundless soul power of the two sides collided, and a halo of space vibration was born immediately.

In an instant, all the people present were blown away, and the bowls, chopsticks, and porcelain around were all shattered by the soul power!

This old man's soul power can actually confront him head-on without losing the wind!
Su Mutian was extremely surprised.

"Fuck, who is this guy!"

"It's too deadly to compete with the old man in soul power?!"

"Wait, that mask, coupled with the soul power comparable to that of the old man, isn't it?!"

"It's an idol! Dijia who went in and out of the Wuhun Hall alone and unscathed!"

Su Mutian's heart was a little choked for the fact that a wise man in a certain way actually guessed like this...

　What is a pattern?I was standing on the 1st floor, and someone scolded me, and I was very angry when I heard it.I was standing on the 10th floor, someone scolded me, I couldn't hear clearly, so I thought he was greeting me.I was standing on the 100th floor, and someone scolded me. I looked around, and there was only a panoramic view.The reason why an individual suffers is because he has no height, not enough height, all he sees are problems, the layout is too small, and all the entanglements are trivial.Only when there is a structure can one be magnanimous. Believe this sentence, the poor will live with tricks, and the rich will grow with a conscience.It's not chicken soup, it's reality.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)