From the waste of spiritual roots to the practice of asking the devil

Chapter 120 Old City Lord (Monthly Tickets Plus Update · Five)

That separation was a separation between life and death.

The relationship between Wang Yu and his father was not very harmonious, and they were more polite than close. The source was that "his biological mother died", which became a knot in his father's heart.

He could understand, so the relationship between father and son has always been bland and not strong. Besides, he is a reincarnated person with memories of his previous life.

Already independent, he did not feel lonely, but felt that keeping a certain distance was a way of communication that was comfortable for both parties.

However, people are not plants and trees, who can be heartless? After years of getting along, the family relationship was shaky, but the foundation was very solid.

After learning the news of his father's death, he still felt very sad. Now standing in front of the tombstone, thousands of words turned into lovesickness, and when he uttered them.

But it was silent.

Wang Yu knelt down, kowtowed three times, turned around and left here.

It's time to take revenge.

According to the address given by Old Man Ning, Wang Yu set out alone. In less than half a day, he arrived at the retirement place of the old city lord of Shihu City.

Located on a hill more than 700 meters outside the city, there seems to be an unformed spiritual vein here. There is a thin spiritual energy in the environment, which can barely maintain the early stage of Qi training.

This is also a person who failed to break through the foundation building, just like Duan Ping, but he does not have the foundation of Fatty Duan. After the failure, his cultivation not only fell to the fifth level of Qi training, but also came to the end of his life.

He fought hard with all his family property, but he failed.

Like most people in the cultivation world.

He is less than 120 years old, but his whole body is full of old age. He is dying and has at most two years to live.

"Creaky--"

"Who?"

The floor of the bamboo house was deliberately stepped on by Wang Yu to make a creaking sound. The old city lord who was sitting on the stool reeling in the fishing line suddenly turned around.

He found Wang Yu, but he still did not feel any breath at such a close distance. His face was solemn for a moment, but then relaxed.

"Daoyou, do you have something to ask me?"

"Yes."

Wang Yu pulled a stool over and sat opposite the old city lord, staring at the kind-hearted old man in front of him. It was him who sold him to the Nilingxue Sect.

"Daoyou, please feel free to speak. I am the previous city lord of Shihu City. As long as it is within this scope, I will tell you everything I know."

Wang Yu nodded without comment and joked.

"You are dying, but you seem to be afraid of me. Why?"

The old city lord laughed.

"Daoyou has a profound cultivation level. You can come to me without making a sound. I am definitely not your opponent. I am dying... but I still have a few years to live."

"Is that so? That's good news."

It is better to live than to die. This is the truth, so he asked.

"I want to know about the business of buying and selling spirit slaves. Did you contact the Nilingxue Sect or did the old man surnamed Ning contact you?"

The old city lord was startled and smiled indifferently.

"So it was this matter. This matter is not a secret. The three Yuanying forces near the Broken Boundary Mountains all participated. They sent many seedlings that were not worth cultivating to the Demon Realm.

"You can also make a fortune in spiritual stones. At first, only Jindan cultivators were doing it. After the scale became large, it alarmed the Yuanying ancestors and even triggered the war between good and evil three hundred years ago.

"After this war, this business was retained. Shihu City is small in scale and joined late, more than ten years ago. Since Daoyou knows Old Man Ning, you should also know his style of doing things.

"I am a Qi training cultivator, how can I be qualified to contact him? He came to me. When we traded for the first time, the list was prepared by them.

"After all, I didn't know about this at that time and didn't prepare."

Wang Yu frowned.

"The batch sixteen years ago was the first batch?"

"Sixteen years ago... yes, that's right."

The old city lord was a little surprised. Before he could think deeply, Wang Yu's second question came again.

"What does Lingjiu Sect need so many young girls for? And they are all mortals, with few cultivation seeds."

This question made the old city lord silent. He opened his mouth with difficulty and touched his heart.

"This matter... Daoist friend, don't investigate it. I have been banned. If I tell it, I will die. I want to live for two more years and fish for two more years."

"Heh--"

Wang Yu's expression turned cold.

"If you tell me, you can still live. If you don't tell me, you will die now."

The old city lord turned his face right away. He really didn't expect that Wang Yu would kill him even though he cooperated so well. It seems that there is an old grudge and he came to find him on purpose.

It's not because of his former identity as the city lord that he came to find out the news.

It's bad!

With a bad premonition in his heart, the old city lord forced a smile, stepped back a few steps and said:

"Fellow Daoist, it's not that I don't want to, but the water is too deep. The foundation-building cultivators are just pawns. I don't know much. I have only sent some mortal women to Lingjiu Gate in recent years.

"If you insist on investigating, not only will I die, but you can't escape either. This is a disaster..."

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Boom--

Suddenly, a talisman exploded behind Wang Yu, and the crimson lava fireball ignited the entire bamboo house, and the old city lord escaped from the sea of ​​fire.

When he quickly took out the flying magic weapon and wanted to go up, a faint voice sounded in his ears.

"Where are you going?"

Wang Yu, covered in black armor, stood beside the old city lord unscathed, his hand had already pinched the back of his neck, that cold and irresistible force.

Almost froze all his blood.

The old city lord had a sad face and said in an almost pleading tone: "Daoyou, I don't want to, but I really can't say it!"

"Then lend me your soul."

When the soul-devouring special effect was activated, the old city lord's face changed drastically.

"I say! I say!"

"It's desire--"

Pah.

Just after uttering a word, the old city lord's head suddenly exploded in front of Wang Yu, and only a few residual souls were absorbed by the black evil armor.

"Desire? Desire for what..."

Wang Yu felt sorry for a while. It seemed that he was really restricted and managed so strictly. Unfortunately, he was not a Jindan cultivator and did not know the secret method of soul searching.

Looking at the ghost face that appeared on the black evil armor, his mood was scattered.

"I don't know if this residual soul can be extracted and searched again."

Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now.

No matter how he dealt with it, the old city lord would die. The things involved behind this were much bigger than he imagined. It seemed that he should not be too involved.

Wang Wu must have known about this.

After all, it was he who proposed the tribute of young women, and he even contributed his own sister. In the past five years, Shihu City has suffered a lot of persecution.

It is not clear whether the mission of old Ning is related to this matter.

"Yu... maybe it is someone's name."

He made up his mind to confiscate all the property of the old city lord. In fact, there are not many spirit stones. His savings were used to buy the blood-reversing pill.

It is far less than the wealth of Wang Yu, the richest man in the Qi training period.

The additional chapters are finished here. There will be a stock in the future. If the standard is reached, it will continue to be added. The plot of returning home will involve the subsequent main line. About the day after tomorrow, we can see the protagonist taking the spirit root.

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