Douluo: Go to the Full Level at the Start

"Douluo's start has reached its full level (

The same month of the following year.

After the formation of the Wuhun Empire army was completed, Feng Wentian, in the spirit of the people in the Wuhun Temple, had gathered more than 70% of the spirit master teams in the entire empire to reorganize the Wuhun Empire.

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

On the premise of protecting the safety of the empire, the original one hundred thousand masters temporarily led him to allocate another 10,000 soul masters under the Soul Sovereign of the Wuhun Hall, and 3,000 soul masters from the Soul Sovereign to the Soul Emperor level were deployed by him.

In addition, Feng Wentian can negotiate countermeasures with the upper three sects, and can issue military orders with the Papal Hall warrant.

In this regard, the Wuhun Empire is in a very good situation, and the military and civilians are unified.

After returning from the Star Dou Great Forest, Bibi Dong was an eighty-one level Contra, unable to participate in the Angel God test.

Therefore, Su Mutian temporarily took the place of the highest authority in the Wuhun Empire, and Bibi Dong was taken by the Divine Sword clone to the killing capital to participate in the test of the God of Asura.

At the same time, Emperor Xingluo has been strong for more than two years. Today, it is the end of the battle, and he wants to see God at any time.

Dai Hao's offensive against Dai Chaoming became more and more fierce. Dai Chaoming was helpless, with few talents in his hands, so he could only ask Su Mutian for help again.

The letter written this time was more urgent than the last time, as if it was a day later that Xingluo Dizuo, as well as his life, had to be surrendered to his brother's hands.

It just so happened that Su Mutian's understanding of the original spiritual skull was once again diligent, and he was able to differentiate into four clones at the same time.

Su Mutian replies to Dai Chaoming secretly, and soon arranges for a special envoy to enter the border of the Xingluo Empire for him to respond.

This clone was named [Aguru] by Su Mutian.

As the Star Dou Forest traverses the two empires, there is actually a tacit red light trading line hidden by the two empires.

Many businessmen and soul masters used this black road to enter and exit the two empires.

Due to the complex internal structure of the Star Dou Great Forest, the soul beasts are strange and difficult to guard against, and very dangerous!

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

Therefore, the behaviors of various dealers exercised certain self-restraint, and black trading was not too excessive, and it could bring real economic growth to the two empires.

It was praised by the people of the two empires as: The Dark Zone of Star Dou.

But Su Mutian chose to go from here if he wanted to enter the Star Luo Empire.

As for the reason, upholding the attitude of a generation of Mingjun, while performing tasks, by the way, understand the sentiments of the people, this can also be regarded as a private tour of microservices?

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

To dare to open a shop in the dark, naturally requires some skills.

It is said that Fucheng Inn was originally called Rot City Inn. Every month, the corpses around here will rot and smell like a city.

Of course, this is just ridicule.

In fact, the owner who dared to open an inn in a dark area was called Fucheng, and he had been opening a shop here for decades.

And Dai Chaoming's response was here to connect with Su Mutian.

Su Mutian stood in this shabby, old-fashioned restaurant with an area of ​​about 300 square meters. Inside was a restaurant, and outside was a resting place for people on the road.

Some people drank a sip of water to quench their thirst and set off on the road.

Some people sit at the square table, eat some dry food, and rest for a while.

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

You must wear a mask when you go out.

But along the way, he found that many people were like him, faceless and wearing masks.

This made him very curious.

Apart from wearing a mask when you come out to participate in that kind of anonymous Soul Master competition, there shouldn't be a custom of wearing a mask in Douluo Continent?

It was not until Su Mutian walked into the inn and heard people gossip that this was actually his pot!

It turns out that at the beginning, the Excalibur clone made a big noise in the Wuhun Hall, and later there were legends such as the auxiliary **** mask man crushing the Qibao Liuli. These stories of the rivers and lakes gathered together, and they became popular and formed a legend.

Those bosses who sold masks took great pains to understand the same mask that Su Mutian wore at the time.

Want to make a fortune with the heat!

"Oh...the young man now."

Su Mutian poured a cup of tea for himself. The tea was red and faintly smelling...a close smell, it turned out to be like blood.

While pondering 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 moment, a middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes, but with a handsome appearance, sat down with scornful eyebrows:

"Mr. doesn't like blood tea? I also have snow lotus tea, Thousand-Year Pu'er tea and Wannian Red Ginseng tea. They are all treasures of the world. They only sell 98 Gold Soul Coins. Two copies get one free, and a 9.20% discount. , Equipped with free hot boiled water from high-quality clear springs."

The man took out a large bag from his arms and wrapped it in steps, then opened it. There were a few small tea leaves inside.

"How do you like it, sir?"

"To tell you the truth, I think my husband is predestined, so I love to sell it. If I change the price to someone else, I won't sell it even if the price doubles."

This man speaks truly, touchingly, sincerely and sincerely... At first glance, he is not less foolish...

Had it not been for Su Mutian's good hearing, he would have almost missed the 9.20% discount he said instead of the 10% discount.

The ninety-eight percent off of the ninety-eight soul gold coins is about nine soul gold coins and six silver soul coins.

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

But the nine Golden Soul Coins were the wages of ordinary people in the Wuhun Empire for several years.

It's so dark.

It's a black trading belt, it's so dark for any bastard!

"Little Ao, don't be rude."

Su Mutian was considering what to do to send the man in front of him away, when an old man stepped down from the restaurant.

As soon as the old man appeared on the scene, all the old customers in the restaurant in the entire inn got up. Even if they were newcomers with them, they were forcibly pulled up and bowed respectfully to the old man:

"Mr. Fu."

The middle-aged man was actually no one else, he was Oreo, a member of the Austrian family who moved from Sunset City in the past.

At that time, there were rumors of evil spirit masters coming from Sunset City, and they took their luggage to find a better place to live, but the Tiandou Empire had been in an endless stream of big and small things over the years, and it was fundamentally unstable.

As a result, they had the idea of ​​smuggling to live in the Star Luo Empire, and then after tossing and fleeing, they were taken in as buddies by the old man's Fucheng in this inn.

Oreo showed a bitter face and did not dare to make a slippery tone. He respected the old man Fucheng: "Mr Fucheng, why are you down?"

This is what others want to ask.

Fucheng is over a hundred years old. He has never liked to hang around in front of people, so he has been living in seclusion behind the scenes.

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

Sixty or seventy years ago, this dark trading route itself was a messy jungle with snakes, insects, rats and leopards mixed in, and the two empires prohibited trade.

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

Only then has the development of the black line developed.

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

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

Fucheng frowned and said.

"What soup, why don't I understand?" Oreo touched his head.

"You, alas."

The old man's finger tapped Oreo's eyebrows lightly, and he didn't know that it was so little, and it made him fall out, as if a huge thrust was acting on him.

"Go take care of Xiao Xiaoao, otherwise you will not be allowed to eat today." Fucheng pretended to be serious.

"I know the old man, I will go now!" Oreo did not dare to resist.

Su Mutian's face changed instantly.

This is called Mr. Fu, his strength... actually made him unable to see through!

Obviously it is a body of withered bones half-foot buried in the coffin, and the spirit power carried by the wave of it... actually makes Su Mutian feel profound, and even... vast!

You must know that Su Mutian's original martial soul-clone, although it does not belong to the strong attack system, nor does it belong to the agile attack system, its fighting ability is far from the same level, and it can't even match the limit Douluo... but the spirit power is real!

Except for Bo Saixi, only Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu can make him feel the vastness of soul power!

With such reasoning, the old man in front of him... is it also a limit Douluo? !

After this thought appeared in Su Mutian's mind, it made him feel like five thunders.

Most of the knowledge of Douluo Continent lies in the original Heaven Dou Empire, and how many unknown masters are hidden in the Star Luo Empire... it is really unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Su Mutian had to say respectfully to Fucheng: "Old gentleman."

At the same time, he still has a question, why does this old man sit in his own one?

Could it be...

!

Sure enough, Fucheng smiled faintly, poured out a cup of blood tea, tasted it, and the aftertaste was endless:

"This tea was taken from Eagle Red Cliff in the Sunset Forest. It took a lot of effort from the old man to **** it from the Eagle King's claws."

"It's a rare second-class tea, even the old man is reluctant to drink it. If it weren't for waiting for the son to drive, I'm afraid this tea will be sealed for decades."

What does this mean?

"There is something in the old man's words?"

Su Mutian couldn't understand the potential meaning of this old gentleman. He was just like the magic stick on the old street in the previous life. He couldn't speak clearly, making people confused.

"What can the old man have any thoughts, the son is too worried."

Fucheng smiled faintly, inevitably haggling because of the taste of blood tea warming the blood, especially for old people like him whose blood began to stop, it was even more wonderful.

That's not right!

weird.

There must be something strange!

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

Su Mutian sat upright, staring at the old man.

"No."

Fucheng said indifferently: "For the young man, it doesn't matter to him."

When Fucheng's eyes were placed on Su Mutian, he seemed to see through.

Su Mutian felt uncomfortable.

This feeling is terrible!

This is the first time that Su Mutian's pores have been horrified in decades!

Even in the face of Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, at most he just wanted to avoid the edge for safety.

But in the face of this old man, he actually felt that he couldn't have a seizure, and he couldn't avoid it!

"this……"

Su Mutian was speechless for a while and didn't know how to respond.

After three seconds of regaining consciousness, he lowered his head and asked: "The old man knows who I am?"

Just before exiting, Su Mutian realized that he was the leader of a country, and he was still acting so impetuously that he could not wait to give himself a mouthful.

Acting so meticulously, who can see through yourself?

This old man is definitely a cudgel, he's forced!

But the old man pointed to Su Mutian’s shoes and clothes and said: “I’ve always been old customers here. New customers like you are mostly young people who have just entered the business. It is inevitable that the soles of the feet will be touched when entering and exiting the Xingluo Forest. Mud, flies on the clothes."

"However, the son has a steady breath, the shoes are like new stitches, and the clothes are like initial weaving. No matter whether it is temperament or strength, he is not like a person on the road."

Fucheng smiled and broke the mystery in a single word.

But... really that simple?

"Old sir, good eyesight."

Su Mutian was dubious, and turned his attention to that Oreo: "The old gentleman is so windy, why the people under him are so superficial."

"He is not a man of the way."

"Oh?"

Mr. Fu told the truth about the Oreo family in a few words, which is nothing extraordinary.

"But the son can't blame him, but the prices in this area are already high, and he has to raise his wife and children, so he loves to take advantage of new customers."

I see.

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

Such men should not be discriminated against.

Responsible men who work hard for the family should be respected.

"Then the old gentleman gives him more salary, isn't it all right?"

"The old man is not a savior. I just open an inn and do a small business."

Mr. Fu sighed his beard and sighed, it was like an old accountant with a small restaurant.

Su Mutian was extremely surprised.

This little old man, his strength is unfathomable, he is so shameless!

"That kid, what's his name."

Su Mutian asked casually, thinking that the name Oreo is really amazing, then his son...

"Oscar."

Oscar Awards!

Damn it!

Subconsciously, Su Mutian felt that the name of this family was too terrifying~www.wuxiamtl.com~ instantly poked and laughed.

But the smile stopped abruptly without twenty-four frames.

"Oscar?"

"Oscar!"

Su Mutian was stunned.

Oscar, one of the original Shrek Seven Monsters!

It is also the member of the original book that Su Mutian is the most difficult to find at this stage.

The oldest Dai Mubai was in Xingluo Royal, Zhu Zhuqing should be Xingluo Zhu's family, Rong Rong and Xiao Wu were booked by the Wuhun Hall, and Ma Hongjun, the mutated Turkey Phoenix family, was also a subordinate unit of the Wuhun.

It's just that the Oscars are gone!

Unexpectedly, this Diao Maogou is in this chaos!

"Do you know the son?"

Looking at the changes in Su Mutian's expression, Fucheng asked lightly.

"I don't know, but I want to meet and accept a disciple by the way."

Su Mutian set the cup and said lightly.

"That won't work, Xiao Xiaoao is also my half-grandson, but he can't be taken away casually."

Fucheng smiled, holding the porcelain pot with his dry hands, and a spirit power that directly attacked his heart burst out from the mouth of the teapot.

Snapped!

Su Mutian also grabbed the handle of the pot and mobilized his spirit power to fight it.

It's just that this grip doesn't matter, the vastness of the soul power of the two sides collided, and a halo of spatial shock suddenly emerged.

All the people present were shaken out in an instant, and the surrounding bowls, chopsticks and porcelain were all shattered by spirit power!

This old gentleman's spirit power can actually confront him head-on, without losing the wind!

Su Mutian was extremely surprised.

"Fuck, who is this person!"

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

"Wait, that mask, plus the soul power comparable to that of the old man, could it be?!"

"It's an idol! Tiga, who went in and out of the Wuhun Hall unscathed by himself!"

A wise man in Youdao guessed this way, and Su Mutian suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction...