I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

One night of discussion.

Zhuang Zhoulong consumed a total of [-] Anshen Grass, [-] Pure Yang Pills, and two Golden Pills with the Principle of Fire to completely dig out the secrets in the heart of the Golden Crow of the Sun.

Of course, giving the Great Sun Golden Crow so many resources was also because Zhuang Zhou deliberately wanted to restore some of the strength of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

As the guardian of his own destiny, the Great Sun Golden Crow, if his strength is too weak, he will not be able to play a role in reversing the situation on the battlefield.

The Great Sun and the Golden Crow also lived up to Zhuang Zhou’s expectations.

It was successfully promoted from the third level of the magical power realm to the fifth level of the magical power realm!

Its foundation is profound. As for its true combat power, Zhuang Zhou has no idea.

In the end, Zhuang Zhou failed to separate out the luck from the Canghai Soul fragments. His cultivation level was too shallow. Even with the "Destiny" technique, he could not gather more than fifty aspects of the power of luck.

If the fragments of Canghai Soul were shattered at this time and his luck collapsed, Zhuang Zhou would not be able to gather much even though he tried his best, and it would be a waste!

As for the method of condensing the power of calamity, the Golden Crow of the Sun taught Zhuang Zhou.

This method is called "Celestial Death". In the plan, there are nine levels in total, but the Great Sun Golden Crow has only deduced the first three levels.

The next six floors are still being deduced.

After learning about "Death of Heaven", Zhuang Zhou suddenly understood how valuable Liu Yang's ability to absorb the energy of calamity and turn it into opportunities for his own cultivation was.

She is by no means a disaster star, but an out-and-out lucky star!

"The next plan is to completely muddy the water in Beicheng!"

A faint glow came through the window and scattered all over the place.

A new day begins, and Zhuang Zhou is full of ambition.

Zhuang Zhou stayed up all night, and as young talents in Beicheng, Zhang Ruohan, Wang Jiu, and Li Yunxiao also stayed up.

A battle at Qizhen Pavilion.

Zhuang Zhou established his illustrious reputation.

Zhu Yuanyue's hesitation made people in Beicheng feel uneasy, and the reputation of aristocratic families and merchants plummeted.

Who do the people of Beicheng really rely on?

Naturally, he was not a foreigner like Zhuang Zhou who was young and had no foundation.

He relied on the aristocratic families and merchants of Beicheng, and he was a master born and raised in Beicheng.

A battle yesterday.

The people of Beicheng were very disappointed.

Zhuang Zhou strategized and led the strong men around him to fight vigorously with the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and the alien faction, and finally defeated the opponent with no loss.

He showed the momentum of the human race and the bravery of the young man.

On the other hand, the natives of Beicheng don't even dare to add insult to injury. They are timid and frightened. How can they become grand in the future?

People's hearts are scattered.

There will be big problems in Beicheng's senior management's ability to command and dispatch the people in the city.

Fight again.

The person is there but the heart is not there, and there is no such aura of looking forward to death.

"This won't work, that won't work either. What's the point of us gathering here to discuss it? If you continue to be so timid, the hearts of the people in Beicheng will be scattered!"

After a sleepless night, Wang Jiu's eyes were red and bloodshot. Partly because he stayed up late, partly because he was angry!

After a night of discussion, the three more radical plans he proposed were rejected one by one by Li Yunxiao and Zhang Ruohan.

Wang Jiusheng felt an unprecedented sense of frustration and powerlessness.

To be honest, he was extremely envious of Zhuang Zhou, who fought against alien species and dozens of strong men from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races with his own strength in front of Qizhen Pavilion yesterday, and even wished he could replace him.

Wang Jiu is the main fighting faction.

It's a pity that the aristocratic family and businessmen behind him don't support it.

"My suggestion is to recruit Zhuang Zhou, give him a name, give him a certain amount of material and reputational support, but separate him to a certain extent!"

"We owe Zhuang Zhou's meritorious service against the alien species and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, but we don't acknowledge any of the troubles he caused. At the critical moment, we can throw Zhuang Zhou out! It has nothing to do with us saying that this was his willful act. !”

Li Yunxiao said.

Compared to Zhang Ruohan, who has a complicated identity.

Li Yunxiao's identity is even simpler.

His father is Li Haoran, the city lord of Beicheng. He only represents the interests of the nobles of Beicheng.

In his eyes, Zhuang Zhou was a pair of white gloves. When needed, he could use them. When not needed, he could throw them out to block the mouths of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and the alien species.

"Isn't this a little too much?"

Zhang Ruohan said hesitantly.

Zhuang Zhou had a heart-to-heart relationship with him before and told him many secrets.

Now, Zhang Ruohan still couldn't bear to ask him to betray Zhuang Zhou and agree to Li Yunxiao's plan.

"As long as the benefits are sufficient, I believe Zhuang Zhou will happily accept it!"

Li Yunxiao smiled brightly, revealing his snow-white teeth.

His fangs are as sharp as a tiger descending from the mountain, extremely vicious!

"Inform the third-rate or above aristocratic families and merchants in Beicheng that a Guardian Foundation will be established in Beicheng, and each family will donate at least [-]% of its assets to the foundation. Those who disagree will no longer receive any protection from Beicheng! The resources to support Zhuang Zhou come from this foundation!"

"These moths have eaten away at Beicheng for so many years, and now it's time to spit them out!"

Li Yunxiao's words shocked both Wang Jiu and Zhang Ruohan.

In their plan, they did not ask the merchants and aristocratic families in the North City to use their money to establish a so-called foundation.

"Brother Li, do you want to think about this again?"

Zhang Ruohan tactfully dissuaded him.

Get money in proportion.

The Zhu family is the number one merchant in the northern city. [-]% of their assets is an astronomical figure if you really think about it.

Li Yunxiao's eyes suddenly became cold.

He looked at Zhang Ruohan more and more sharply.

"I'm not negotiating with you. This is a decision made by the city lord's palace! If the Zhu family doesn't agree, they can withdraw from Beicheng, or ask the head of the Zhu family to discuss with the city lord!"

Li Yunxiao's tone was arrogant and domineering, which was completely different from the Li Yunxiao Zhang Ruohan knew.

Zhang Ruohan felt uneasy, not knowing which song he was singing.

At this time, Li Yunxiao slowly took off his fur coat, revealing a suit of silver armor.

"In these troubled times, no one can be a hero anymore!"

In the northern city, a mountain rain is coming.

In Morgue No. [-] of Beitian College.

A skinny old man slowly opened his eyes.

Behind him, eight corpses of all races stood silently, guarding him meticulously, like the most loyal guards!

"Whoo~"

The old man let out a breath.

In his eyes, a sly light flashed past.

The eight corpses of all races dispersed silently.

Every corpse of the Ten Thousand Races was a top being in the realm of supernatural powers during their lifetime!

"It's finally done!"

The old man said excitedly.

Half a step to the ground!

After ten years of accumulation, he finally took this step perfectly!

The corpse of the Celestial Clan on the third level of the Earthly Evil Realm was refined into an external clone. Even in troubled times, he still has a guarantee of survival!

"Call the boss, call the boss!"

The corpse collector had just calmed down his turbulent mood a little.

The transmission talisman on his waist sounded.

Zhuang Zhou's urgent voice came out.

The corpse collector injected a ray of true energy into the transmission note.

The transmission note burned immediately.

Zhuang Zhou's projection appeared.

Dressed in brocade clothes and chubby, he looks like the silly son of a landlord!

The corners of the corpse collector's mouth twitched slightly.

This guy is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger again!

"How did you know I was released from seclusion?"

the body collector asked.

It is obviously not a coincidence that he stepped out of the gate with his front foot and Zhuang Zhou passed the sound with his back foot.

"I practice the Heavenly Way of Death, and I vaguely sensed a vague aura of the Heavenly Way of Death from Beitian College! I guessed that my wise boss Shenwu succeeded in refining the corpses of the Celestial Clan, and the Heavenly Way of Death has entered a new level! "

Zhuang Zhou flattered him neither lightly nor seriously.

The body collector laughed and scolded: "Why did I accept a guy like you who talks about running trains?"

The corpse collector obviously acquiesced in the relationship between the boss and the younger brother with Zhuang Zhou.

After all, Zhuang Zhou brought the body of the God Clan to him that day.

He owed Zhuang Zhou a huge favor!

"Tell me, what do you want from me? Are you causing trouble again and need me to sort it out?"

The corpse collector asked, "This Zhuang Zhou has good talent, but his ability to cause trouble is as strong as his ability to practice. It's definitely not good to look for him in such a hurry!"