Divine Conspiracy: Starting from adding points to the strongest on the surface

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it was already ten days later... During these ten days, Fan Wu and others were traveling day and night. Although there was some rest time, it was not much. They rested every day. The time does not exceed three hours.

In these ten days, we passed through five counties.

It has to be said that the county towns of the Shangwu Dynasty were much larger than those of the Zhou Dynasty and Dayan Dynasty, and their population was much larger.

Among the counties that Fan Wu and others passed through along the way, the one with the smallest population... had more than 400,000 people.

You must know that with such a population, if it were placed in the Great Zhou Dynasty or the Great Yan Dynasty, it would be considered a very large city.

It's a pity that in this Shang-Wu Dynasty, the county with a population of more than 400,000 was just a small county.

And along the way, unexpectedly, we didn't encounter any problems.

No matter what kind of monster, evil ghost or evil god, I have never encountered it. As a result, Fan Wu and others came to a city smoothly.

Looking up, you can see a huge wooden plaque hanging on the city wall.

There is actually a plaque on the city wall.

This is relatively novel.

The big characters written on the wooden plaque are naturally the name of this city.

——Guoguo City.

"Guohu City?" Yun Jiuqing, who was looking at a huge wooden plaque like this above, holding Old Qingniu and walking on the road, couldn't help but said: "A place that can be called a city, in the Shangwu Dynasty, It should be a very big place inside, right? The population of this Protectorate City must be several million, right?"

Behind him, Bai Sheng's voice sounded: "Miss Yun, I'm afraid you have underestimated such a protective city. In this huge Shangwu Dynasty, Protected City is definitely the second largest city in the dynasty. The entire Protected City The population inside is definitely no less than 10 million, second only to the 20 million people in the imperial city of Shangwu Dynasty. "

"Tens of millions of people? Be good!" Yun Jiuqing was stunned to hear such a large crowd.

Because the total population of this Protective City alone is comparable to a fraction of that of their Great Zhou Dynasty!

Even for some relatively small dynasties, the total number of people in the entire dynasty may not necessarily be tens of millions.

In the Shangwu Dynasty, there were so many people in one city.

It’s not too much to say that one city can rival a country, right?

What's even more surprising is that there is no one guarding the city gate, as if everyone is welcome to enter. Even if some evil spirits wanted to enter such a city through crooked ways, they would probably be able to do so openly.

I don’t know if this National Protective City has such confidence, or because they don’t care at all whether the people who enter the National Protective City are decent people or evil heretics.

When Fan Wu and others walked into such a national-protecting city, they were shocked by the bustling scene inside.

The wide streets are criss-crossing each other, and the ancient buildings are lined up row upon row, with cornices, green bricks and green tiles, showing the wealth. Even the residences of some ordinary people look very grand.

There are various vendors on both sides of the street. There are a lot of vendors, and there are even more customers staying in front of the vendors. All kinds of snacks that have never been seen before are dazzling as far as the eye can see. The fragrance is fragrant and makes people salivate.

Not far away, there seemed to be quite a few entertainers juggling on the street, causing a burst of applause from the people.

Occasionally, county government agents would pass by with knives in hand. Those agents were all very tall and imposing.

One look at it and you can tell that he must have some good skills on his hands.

Just walking in, you can see such a scene within a few steps. It's hard to imagine what the more prosperous areas here will look like.

"My idiot brother and I have been to this place before, but we were trying to escape for our lives. We didn't stay here for long, it seemed, we only stayed for less than three days. The main reason is that the Protectorate City is too big. It also takes a certain amount of time to cross it, otherwise, you might not be able to stay for three days.”

The person who said such a sentence was naturally Yan Dalong. His tone was quite emotional: "After so long, I came to this place again. I didn't expect it to be more prosperous than we have seen before. This There are so many people in this place!”

Fortunately, there were no defenders guarding the city gate. Otherwise, the two eye-catching presences of Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu would have already caused a commotion at the city gate.

Just as they were walking forward and talking, suddenly, they seemed to hear some passers-by nearby discussing something.

The passers-by who were ignored by everyone saw the shocked comments made by the two brothers after seeing Yan Dahulong and Yan Dahu.

Their attention is on these common people and not on the discussion.

"What? Your Majesty, the National Preceptor, actually came to the Protector City a few days ago to preach to the monks in the Protector City? I didn't know that this thing happened? It's over! It's over! I missed it! Ah! This is the sermon given by the Master. I heard that the last sermon given by the Master was ten years ago, and I actually missed it... I, I really deserve to die. !”

"So what if you knew in advance? You were not in the Protector City at all a few days ago. Unless you could know that the Imperial Master would come to the Protector City from the Imperial City several months in advance. Bian, preach to the monks. Otherwise, you won’t be able to hear the sermon from the Master!”

"The scene a few days ago was very grand. I heard that the number of monks who came to listen to what the Master said was as many as hundreds of thousands. The scene was so crowded that there was even a stampede. incident, two unlucky monks were trampled to death.”

"Hundreds of thousands of people? That's not an exaggeration, right! I feel like a hundred thousand people are already holding up to the sky, maybe only a few tens of thousands. After all, those who ran over to listen to the sermon should all be ascetics, right?"

"How could they all be ascetics? There must be ordinary people coming to join in the fun. There are quite a lot of them!"

"Has anyone written down what the Imperial Master said in his sermon? Damn it, I didn't even listen!"

"I heard that the government sent someone to write down the content of the sermon given by the Imperial Master. It is estimated that it will be compiled into a book in a few days."

"Damn it, I didn't hear the National Master's sermon. I just looked at the record of his sermon, so that's okay, but I always feel uncomfortable!"

"Yes! I heard that many ascetics have many insights."

"I really envy others!"

"..."

These conversations among the people nearby made everyone present except Fan Wu couldn't help but look at each other in confusion. Obviously they did not expect that they would encounter such a thing in the Protectorate City and be able to obtain such information. The national preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty actually stayed in Huguo City some time ago, and even preached in this place for a period of time.

When he heard this, Yan Dahu could no longer bear his impatience. He walked directly to the people who were discussing. Under the horrified expression on the other person's face, he grabbed a person's collar, and then asked: "You said that bullshit Imperial Master has been to the National Protectorate City? Is that guy still in the National Protectorate City?"

The commoner who grabbed him by the collar was obviously not from the Shangwu Dynasty. Otherwise... with the character of a native of the Shangwu Dynasty, he would definitely be impatient.

Unfortunately, he was not the one. He could only swallow his saliva secretly in fear, and said in a trembling tone: "The... national master, he has already left long ago!"

"What? The bitch actually ran away?" Yan Dahu's eyes were as wide as copper bells. At first glance, he looked not ordinary scary: "Did that bullshit Imperial Master know that his uncle Yan Dahu was coming, so he was scared away? ?”

"Idiot! Don't scare people here casually! We are not that bullshit Imperial Master, how can we really scare people casually?" Yan Dalong pulled his idiot brother back with a dark face.

Then he thought to himself: "If that bullshit Imperial Master left the Protectorate some time ago, then if we follow him now, wouldn't we have a chance to catch up with him?"

Although the two brothers were talking about being a piece of shit about the Imperial Preceptor, Bai Sheng's mouth twitched when he heard that, but he still reminded him helplessly: "You must not forget that the Imperial Preceptor must travel in a sedan or a carriage. Much faster than our feet. Under this situation, even if we catch up non-stop, we probably won't be able to catch him."

Hearing this, Yan Dalong had a look of regret on his face: "It's grandma Te's. In other words, do you have to run to the imperial city to meet him?"

These people openly spoke ill of the Imperial Master here, which made many people in the Shangwu Dynasty look at them angrily.

However, because he recognized the two brothers Yan Dahu and Yan Dalong, for a moment... he didn't dare to go forward and cause trouble for these two people.

Who doesn't know that these two brothers are just like two madmen? They can even escape from being surrounded by a large army. Who dares to provoke them?

but……

But at this time.

Among the crowd... an inconspicuous-looking monk, his eyes wandered away from Fan Wu and others. A trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and soon that trace of astonishment turned into an expression of ecstasy. It was as if discovering Fan Wu and others was something extraordinary.

The monk took a deep breath, tried hard to control the expression on his face, and then worked harder to control his breath. After taking a deep look at Fan Wu and others, he quickly turned around and ran quickly in one direction.

"Daozhang Fan, what's wrong with you?" Yun Jiuqing, who noticed that Fan Wu had been staring in one direction, couldn't help but asked curiously.

In response, Fan Wu smiled and replied: "I found a more interesting person. Maybe tonight is not a peaceful night."

When you are staring at Fan Wu, Fan Wu is also staring at you.

Fan Wu had long noticed that this person had been staring at him, and he could also notice that something was very wrong with this person.

Then he looked at the attribute information on the opponent's head.

Fan Wu immediately knew why the other party made him feel something was wrong...

[The followers of the Black Peng Demon Lord - Life: 321 - Strength: 14.9 - Skills:...]

This is attribute information that Fan Wu can see at a glance!

In other words, the cultivator who just turned around quickly and left actually has an inseparable relationship with the Black Peng Demon Lord, one of the Three Pure Demon Lords! Fan Wu didn't expect to encounter an existence related to the Sanqing Demon Lord in such a place. It seems that this is not the ordinary enemy's road to narrow road!

Moreover... the other party's reaction must be that he recognized himself, and he probably wants to go back and report the news now.

The reason why Fan Wu did not prevent the other party from leaking the information was naturally because he wanted the other party to successfully report the information.

In this way, he might have the free attribute points for this trip!

In Fan Wu's eyes, these three demons, the Sanqing Demon Lord, are three waves of free attribute points that can be harvested at will!

Once there is an opportunity to harvest it, he will never let it go, lest he will not encounter it next time.

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"Hahaha! I've done a great job! I've done a great job! This time I'm going to do a great job!" The ascetic who left quickly couldn't contain the excitement on his face. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that his mouth was a little dry, and the speed under his feet was a little faster: "As long as I can report this news up until it reaches the ears of Lord Black Peng Demon Lord, I will definitely be able to get it. A commendation from Lord Black Peng Demon Lord!”

"That's a commendation from Lord Black Peng Demon Lord! I heard that there is a person who once received...a commendation from Lord Black Peng Demon Lord, and then he soared into the sky and became a core believer. And he also received a large number of Cultivation resources, and guidance from Lord Black Peng Demon Lord.”

"I even got a drop of blood essence from the Black Peng Demon Lord, and directly... as a human, I became one of the few confidants of the Black Peng Demon Lord!"

The words he muttered were so low that only he could hear them.

And the more he talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

It seems that I can also become the confidant of Lord Black Peng Demon Lord, and finally...reach the pinnacle of life!

Since Fan Wu did not deliberately block it, the ascetic was able to pass the news on perfectly.

Such a news is naturally reported through special means.

It didn't take long for it to reach the ears of the Black Peng Demon Lord.

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"Okay! Okay! Okay!" A scream suddenly came out from a desolate Jedi land filled with demonic aura: "I have been waiting for this damn Dragon Prisoner Fan Wu for a long time! People...kill my brother, the Demon Lord Dharma Elephant!"

"If we don't embrace such a big hatred, we won't be able to swallow the breath we are holding in our hearts!

"

The being who said these words is clearly one of the Three Pure Demon Lords...

——Black Peng Demon Lord!

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