Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 506 I will go to your grave to drink
A small town on the edge.

The turtle old man was lying on the hospital bed, no different from an ordinary human old man.He had a premonition that his demon life was coming to an end, which he had actually sensed ten years ago, and it was because he knew that that's why he took the risk of returning after leaving.

The longer you live, the more you know.

Old Turtle has lived for many years, and he was very old when he went to the National Teacher's Mansion.He knew that he was getting old, that's why he kept clamoring for a place to retire. He also went to the National Teacher's Mansion for retirement.It was the same with Wu Chong later on, but when he really came to this step, he still felt a little regretful.

It's a pity that I couldn't see the demeanor of the Demon King Realm.

But this is just thinking about it. How can the realm of the demon king be achieved by thinking about it? It requires a heavenly aptitude and a heaven-defying opportunity to achieve it.There was only one national teacher in such a large area of ​​Chen country, and I haven't heard the rumor of the demon king for so many years, so one can imagine how difficult it was.

"It's a pity, brother Wu, he should have been the most hopeful to cross that threshold." The old turtle thought of the herring spirit who was as steady as him.

I don't know if he is dead or not.

In a daze, he seemed to see an old friend he was familiar with from the past falling from the sky on a demon cloud, and turned into a familiar face walking towards him, and he really came!
The old man shuddered, and quickly realized that this was not a hallucination.

"Old man, you seem to be dying."

As soon as Wu Chong landed, he felt the old man's vitality.

He just fell down when he sensed a familiar aura before, but he didn't expect to happen to give the old turtle his death by chance.

"Why haven't you changed anything?"

Sensing the vicious spirit still full of vitality in Wu Chong's body, the old ghost lying on the bed looked like he had seen a ghost.

As the so-called thousand-year-old king 8-year-old tortoise.

That was bragging, but it also shows the longevity of turtle monsters.

The turtle old man has lived until now, and his lifespan is infinitely close to the thousand-year mark. If he can't break through the realm of the demon king, the essence of life will shackle him.

"Don't worry, I will go to your grave to drink two jugs of wine during the holidays."

Wu Chong patted the back of the old ghost's hand, and comforted him.

He had already tried it just now, the old man's lifespan was up, and it could be reversed without manpower, so he didn't waste any more time tormenting the other party, and let him go quietly.

Hearing these words, Xu Mi's old ghost almost spit out blood.He still remembered this sentence. Wu Chong told him that when he was still in the National Teacher's Mansion, but at that time he thought that he was a turtle and would definitely survive the other party. Now it seems that he was still hasty.

'Are you a tortoise or am I a tortoise?You are a big herring, why can you live longer than me! '

He stared at Wu Chong with wide-eyed tortoise eyes, and finally kicked his legs without taking a breath.

Wu Chong was speechless for a while, he didn't expect this old boy to be so impatient, he kicked his legs without saying a word.

The old turtle died.

There was a burst of crying outside.

Wu Chong took a glance, he didn't know any of them who were dressed in sackcloth and mourning outside.

The turtle old man has lived to this day, his concubines are long gone, and there are not many sons left, and the half-demon blood is sealed, which is no different from ordinary people.All the people crying outside were grandchildren, and Wu Chong noticed a middle-aged man who was crying especially fiercely. This person's appearance vaguely resembled the snotty child who called him to drink in the city back then.

"Uncle Wu, my father is dead, what should I do in the future!"

Sensing Wu Chong's gaze, the middle-aged Huzi cried harder.

They are such a big family, they are all supported by the old man Gui, now that the old man is gone, it is tantamount to the sky falling.The tiger who vaguely knew Wu Chong's strength sold out on the spot. I have to say that this kid is the same as when he was a child, he is still such a thief.

"Let's live with peace of mind, the sky won't fall."

After all, he is also the grandson of the old man turtle, and he may not be able to care about the latter, Hu Zi still has to take care of him.

For him now, it's just a matter of raising his hand, and it doesn't take much effort.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu."

Huzi was overwhelmed with surprise, and kowtowed to Wu Chong a few times in mourning.Wu Chong accepted it calmly, and his grandchildren kowtowed to their grandparents and accepted it calmly.

In the next period of time, Wu Chong, an elder who came out of the mountains, became the uncle of the Huzi family.

With his Buddha photo, the turmoil of the old man's death was quickly subsided, and several competing families who secretly wanted to make a move were also crushed to death by Wu Chong.With his current strength at the demon king level, dealing with such trivial matters is no different from shooting mosquitoes with cannons.

After living here for half a year, Wu Chong left after confirming that there was no external danger to the turtle's family.

He can help solve the external enemies, and the internal competition is not his concern.

Beijing.

When re-entering this land, Wu Chong felt some strangeness.It has been almost 80 years since he left the capital. For him, 80 years is a practice, but for human beings, it is already a lifetime for many people.

The current capital city is many times more prosperous than before.

After the collapse of the national division, human beings quickly re-established the order, and the interests that originally belonged to monsters were gathered back, creating a group of new nobles.The short vacancy also brought a second spring to Chen Guo, who was originally in decline.

Emerging families took root in this place.

Even the many industries attached to them have become prosperous, restaurants, inns, and even the flower boat theater on the river have increased several times.The big businessmen who come and go wear silk and haunt these places, which is a scene of prosperity.But these are only on the surface.

Walking in the capital, Wu Chong saw many dilapidated houses, beggars along the streets, and frozen corpses.And those luxurious lives are only separated from them by a wall.

For this kind of cyclical social changes, he no longer has much emotional fluctuations.Society is always like this, and it goes round and round, and personal might can be changed for a while, but it can't change the fundamentals.

Return to the original State Teacher's Mansion.

A plaque has been changed on it, and the owner has become the Xiangguo of the Chen Dynasty.

Wu Chong didn't know what position he was in, what he was in charge of, and he didn't ask.He just used his demonic power to hide his body, walked around the mansion, and went to see the former Diziyuan, but now this place is no longer called Diziyuan, and it is renamed Shangwuyuan. A group of little dolls were practicing martial arts inside.

"The first priority is to find the will of the Demon God."

After Wu Chong searched the inside and outside of Xiangguo's mansion, he went out.

When he returned to the capital this time, apart from dealing with the personal vendetta that had been driven out of the capital, the most important thing was to find the will of the Demon God.

"I didn't expect a few new monsters to appear in the capital now, and the momentum is very fierce."

Recalling the documents he just saw in Xiangguo Mansion, a smile appeared on the corner of Wu Chong's mouth.

Aren't they all acquaintances?
Counting the time, they are about to start their debut.

(End of this chapter)