Xiaofang and the others were drunk.
Tang Buyun and Li Feiyang all have families.
Wu Tie asked the clerks and old soldiers sitting at the next table to send these drunken guys back to their homes.
Xiao Fang is a single man, his parents have died of illness long ago, and he lives alone in a small courtyard specially allocated for low-level officials in the city lord's mansion.
Wu Tie carried Xiao Fang, who was like a dead pig, and threw him on the bed, wrapping him up like a silkworm baby with a thin quilt.
On the way out, Wu Tie heard Xiao Fang's vague muttering: "My mother, you won't lie to me... Are we really the son of that old bastard?"
Wu Tie was stunned, then shook his head and smiled.
This guy is very resentful.
However, calling his own father an 'old bastard' is really a wonderful scolding.
After closing Xiaofang's door, Wu Tie stood under the eaves, silently dazed for a while.
The rain was still pouring down, and the raindrops hit the roof tiles, making a dull sound. The raindrops fell on several large banana leaves in the yard, and the sound was very clear.
A few stray cats sneaked out from under the banana tree, their green eyes widened, and they patrolled around, looking for anything to feed themselves.
A big wolf dog that was raised to guard the yard was squatting in the corner of the yard. It was also sneaky, squinting its sinister dog eyes and peeking at a few stray cats.
Think about it for a while, and a big war will break out here.
The small courtyard where Wu Tie and Xiao Fang lived was relatively quiet. In the rooms on the left and right, the clerks were all asleep.
Those gate officials who had questionable character and were used to making things difficult for refugees at the city gate and taking advantage of them lived in a small courtyard next door. It was already late at night, but the small courtyard was still very lively.
Wu Tie heard the low moans from several different women. These incompetent guys called girls from outside to have fun. The city lord and other high-ranking officials who are simply superior will not come to the courtyard where these low-level officials live.
These guys have turned this yard into a happy place for everyone.
"Before you die, go crazy?" Wu Tie shook his head, casually pulled off a piece of hair and shook it lightly.
This hair turned into the same appearance as Wu Tie. He walked heavily to the door of the room assigned to him, opened the door, closed the door, lay down heavily on the bed, and fell asleep with earth-shattering snoring.
Wu Tie himself suddenly disappeared into the air, and walked towards the core of the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion invisibly.
Along the way, he easily broke through the large formations and blocked every place, avoiding the eyes and ears of the patrolling City Lord's Mansion guards. As if he was entering an uninhabited land, he easily arrived at the important backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.
Surrounded by dense pines and cypresses, among the ancient pines and cypresses that are dozens of feet high, stands a palace built of bluestone. It is thick and simple. The mottled traces left by the years make this palace that covers an area of less than an acre feel a little more out of thin air. A very powerful aura.
Groups of guards wearing heavy armor, holding long knives, with gleaming eyes, and whose average cultivation level was at the first or second level of the Divine Realm, stood among the pine trees, guarding the palace tightly.
A layer of dim light enveloped the entire hall. Through the open main door of the hall, one could clearly see the scene in the hall, but all sounds were blocked by this layer of dim light. It was impossible for people outside to hear anything in the hall. Children are moving.
Fufeng Youran, the lord of Shanfeng City, is a very elegant middle-aged man with a beautiful beard and the manners of a famous official.
Wearing a loose white robe, he squinted and looked worriedly at the handsome young man sitting opposite him, wearing a dark blue wind dragon robe.
"Do you really want to do this?"
Wearing a wind dragon robe, this handsome young man with a face like a crown jade and an overwhelming sense of nobility is none other than Fufeng Yasi, Prince Le of the Fufeng Dynasty.
Fufeng Yasi, who was usually graceful and majestic and had a good reputation as 'benevolent' and 'friendly to the people', was now stiff and pale. Under the light of the blue-red lights, he didn't seem to have any popularity at all. Instead, he looked a bit like an old zombie. It's like the corpse has returned to the world, giving people an inexplicable feeling of ferocity and ferociousness.
"What else?" Fufeng Yasi put his hands on the armrests of the seat, and kept tapping the armrests with his fingers like chicken claws, making a dense "clucking, clucking, clucking" sound.
"Beyond Shanfeng City, three million miles to the south is the Fufeng Imperial Capital." Fufeng Yasi's fingers twitched, and his body was trembling slightly as if having an epilepsy.
"To tell you the truth, Uncle Emperor, now in Fufeng Imperial Capital, apart from the millions of guards guarding the imperial city, there is no more troops left." Fufeng Yasi's lips trembled slightly, and there was a trace of white saliva at the corner of his mouth unconsciously. Flowed out.
On weekdays, Fufeng Yasi's most important thing is his demeanor. Even when he was chased by his own princess with a stick, or even when he was beaten all over the place, he still ran away gracefully and calmly.
Even when he was forced by his own princess to kneel on the ground to beg for mercy and admit his mistake, Prince Le Fufeng Yasi knelt down in a graceful and calm manner, and every movement was perfect, elegant and impeccable.
But now, he couldn't help drooling... This kind of unseemly thing proved that his mood was completely messed up.
"What about the plan I mentioned before?" Fufeng Youran stood up abruptly and walked around the hall several times.
He suddenly turned back to look at Fufeng Yasi: "What about the plan to divert trouble to the east? The few princes sent out are all outstanding figures of our Fufeng clan. Could it be that... none of them succeeded?"
Fufeng Yasi took a breath slowly: "Yin Wushuang is still leading the troops to attack the city, which proves that the plan has not succeeded."
He raised his hands and rubbed his left and right temples hard. Fufeng Yasi's fingers were too hard, and half of his fingers were embedded in his temples. The blood vessels near his temples burst out, and they were so shiny that they seemed ready to explode at any time. Come on, Fufeng Youran couldn't help but feel his face twitching when he saw that scene.
"The news from the Imperial Capital is that Fufeng Xiaoyao has found the No. 5 battlefield of Dizi B... and has already deployed a teleportation array."
Fufeng Yasi gritted his teeth and rubbed his head vigorously with both hands: "But, but... Yin Wushuang and the others still came... They..."
Fufeng Yasi gritted his teeth and looked at Fufeng Youran with red eyes: "We can only fight desperately. We must severely damage Yin Wushuang in Shanfeng City and force him to pick the weak persimmons. We must force them to attack Dizi Yi Battlefield No. 5…”
"Time, Fufeng Shenchao needs time. Reorganize your soldiers and restore your vitality."
"As long as, as long as we can get the Qingfeng Flag of Heaven and Earth back, Fufeng Shen Dynasty can still be saved... If we can't get the Qingfeng Flag of Heaven and Earth back, then the Dizi B No. 5 battlefield can at least help us find a way out for Fufeng Shen Dynasty, one by one... time."
Fufeng was leisurely silent.
He was silent for a long time, and finally said hesitantly: "However, there is no need to use such methods... I, the son of Fufeng Shenchao, think about it, and I can fight to the death with the devil cubs."
Fufeng Yasi put down his hands, stood up, lowered his head, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said calmly: "I'm too impatient. I'm so anxious that I vomit a few mouthfuls of blood. It's only good... Uncle Youran has confidence in the people of Shanfeng City? But, the clan elders , and also, the adults in the imperial capital don’t think so.”
With a sneer, Fufeng Yasi murmured: "How many refugees has Shanfeng City collected in these days? There must be thirty to fifty million, right?"
Fufeng Yasi raised his head, looked at the wind dragon relief carved on the bluestone roof of the main hall, and murmured: "They are also the subjects of my Fufeng Divine Dynasty... Their city was attacked by the devil, but they didn't Fight to the death.”
"They can abandon their hometown and flee to Shanfeng City. They can also abandon Shanfeng City and continue to escape."
"Rather than letting them escape, it's better to use them to fight a decisive battle with the devil cubs in Shanfeng City."
As he spoke, Fufeng Yasi vomited out another mouthful of blood.
He took out a treasure pill, threw it into his mouth, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve: "I forced the Xiantian Ruyi Fan to shake during the day, and it shook the injury. Haha, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood would be good. "
Breathing out a heavy breath, Fufeng Yasi said solemnly: "These people have been blessed by my Fufeng Divine Court for generations, and they should be thinking of repaying their favor."
Putting his hands behind his back, Fufeng Yasi looked at Fufeng Youran: "Uncle Huang has already made the decision to close the door during the day, why is he hesitant now?"
Fufeng leisurely smiled bitterly: "I sealed the city during the day just to fight to the death with the devil. However, Yasi, the plan you just mentioned... is really a bit sensational. If word spreads, my Fufeng Shenchao's reputation..."
Fufeng Yasi looked at Fufeng Youran solemnly: "Uncle, you are wrong. What does this matter have to do with my Fufeng Shenchao? This was all done by the spies of those ruthless and crazy devils. It has nothing to do with my Fufeng Shenchao. , does it have anything to do with it?"
With a cold smile, Fufeng Yasi said in a deep voice: "Even if this kind of thing comes out, will the world believe our explanation or that of those devils?"
Fufeng was leisurely silent.
Fufeng Yasi said softly: "So, Uncle Emperor, later on, send the city lord's confidants to add 'zombie pill' to the water sources in the city and the rations distributed to the refugees."
"After taking the Zombie Pill, ordinary monks in the Chonglou Realm can compete with physical cultivation in the Fetal Realm... And monks in the Fetal Realm can fight against masters in the Divine Realm." Fufeng Yasi said solemnly: "In Shanfeng City, plus those refugees, there will always be The population exceeds 100 million.”
"With over 100 million powerful zombies that can compete with the Tibetan Realm, we can teach Yin Wushuang a painful lesson."
"We can force Yin Wushuang and the Supreme Demon Kingdom behind them to pick the weaklings."
"We can buy more time for Fufeng Shenchao."
With a 'thunk' sound, Fufeng Yasi took out a green-black, three-foot-square medicinal cauldron and slammed it on the ground.
In the medicine cauldron, wisps of weird aroma that made people feel dizzy and numb all over their body spread out, and the expressions of Fufeng Youran and Fufeng Yasi changed slightly. Afterwards, Fufeng Yasi looked at Fufeng and said leisurely and solemnly: "If the emperor can't do it, just let people do it."
Fufeng was silent for a while, then he slowly shook his head: "That's all, that's all... maybe you are right. These people have benefited from the Fufeng clan's grace for generations, and now it's time for them to repay it."
"Oh, I just hope, I just hope..." After a moment of silence, Fufeng leisurely frowned and looked at Fufeng Yasi: "Is it difficult to refine this zombie pill? If it can be supplied in large quantities, maybe we should take the initiative these days. It would be better to send out a scout fleet and collect more refugees."
Fufeng Yasi suddenly laughed: "Uncle Huang, it is not difficult to refine this zombie elixir. We can provide it in large quantities."
Fufeng let out a leisurely and heavy breath. He seemed to have let go of a big stone in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "This is good, this is very good."
Wu Tie stood quietly in the corner of the hall with his hands behind his back, listening clearly to what Fufeng Youran and Fufeng Yasi said and did.
Will the Zombie Pill turn the people in the city into zombies with soaring strength, in order to delay the attack of the Yin Wushuang army outside the city, and buy more time for the royal family of the Fufeng Dynasty, the ministers, and the powerful families
Wu Tie shook his head, walked slowly to Fufeng Youran and Fufeng Yasi, and flicked his fingers.
Fufeng Youran and Fufeng Yasi suddenly froze in place, unable to move their bodies at all. Even their souls were frozen, unable to form a single thought.
Wu Tie sat cross-legged next to the strange medicinal cauldron, and casually placed a restraint on it, sealing the surroundings of the medicinal cauldron so that no trace of medicinal energy could leak out.
Carefully opening the medicine cauldron revealed thousands of strange pills in the cauldron that were about the size of a thumb, blue and black in color, and emitting huge medicinal power. These pills are covered with thin black lines, and twisted and ferocious faces are outlined on the pills.
Just by looking at the appearance of this pill, you can tell that it is not a good thing.
Wu Tie frowned, pondered for a moment, took out a pill, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, scraped off a bit of the powder, and tasted it on the tip of his tongue.
Wu Tie has already reached the senior level, and he has condensed the seven Dao Seals of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. In the final analysis, the pharmacological changes between heaven and earth cannot escape the constraints of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. Therefore, as his cultivation level improved, Wu Tie's attainments in alchemy also increased.
The zombie elixir has weird and terrifying properties, but its pharmacology is not too profound.
It only took a quarter of an hour for Wu Tie to analyze the recipe for the Zombie Pill and understand its working principle.
After pondering for a while, Wu Tie took out dozens of elixirs, clapped his hands together, and ignited the elixir fire in the medicine cauldron. He put the elixirs he took out into the elixir cauldron bit by bit, and gradually prepared these elixirs. Zombie Pill is modified.
After half an hour, at first glance, the zombie pill in the pill cauldron was exactly the same as before, no matter the smell or color, without any change.
But if there is a master-level alchemist who is proficient in alchemy, he will find that the 'temperament' of these zombie elixirs, which have not changed at all in appearance, has changed dramatically from before.
This is a state that is extremely difficult to predict. Pills also have a 'temperament'
Wu Tie looked at the Zombie Pill that had been completely transformed with satisfaction: "Well, I guess you don't have this ability... Haha, to show your kindness to the Fufeng Clan, you have to die for your Fufeng Clan?"
"Why don't you Fufeng clan think about the support these common people have given to you Fufeng clan over the years?"
"Without these common people, how could you, the Fufeng clan, suffer from the northwest wind?"
"It's so shameless... Well, afterwards, I have to squeeze more oil and water from the seams of your bones."