Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 132 Respective arrangements

Weekend is not longing for the power of firearms. Relatively speaking, he is more willing to enhance his own strength.

But it is easy to increase one's own strength, but it is difficult to increase the war strength of the territory.

It takes time to grow a large amount of grassroots strength, but firearms can replace time with money and quickly increase war strength.

The most indispensable thing on weekends is money. As long as there is enough money, the growth of war strength will increase rapidly.

"Liu Dong, go and call Yang Wudi over, and then go about your own business!" Weekend said.

Liu Dong nodded, turned around and walked out of the woods.

Watching Liu Dong walking away on weekends, he turned around and walked towards a pavilion next to the woods.

The pavilion is not big, with a round stone table and five stone benches inside.

Walking into the pavilion, he sat on a stone bench and reached out to touch the stone table.

"I still have two soul rings left, one of which has been confirmed to have thunder attributes."

With the attribute of thunder, there was a flash of light in weekend's eyes.

In the original work, one of the people confirmed to have the attribute of thunder is the Azure Bull Python, and the other is the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.

Both of them possess the attribute of thunder, and both can generate spirit beads with thunder attribute.

Among them, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King has a cultivation level of one million years and is almost a powerful soul beast at the quasi-god level.

If you want to use it as the eighth soul ring, I'm afraid it won't be a simple matter.

"But I'm afraid it's not enough on my own. Even if you add Grandpa and Uncle, the two titled Douluo, I'm afraid it's still not enough."

Weekend frowned slightly, despite looking at the original work, Tang San seemed to have easily killed the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, a million-year-old spirit beast.

But that was due to multiple reasons, the suppression of the Poseidon's Light, the containment of the hundred thousand year soul beast, plus Tang San's use of the ultimate power of the Ice and Fire Eyes.

Only then did he finally kill the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, a million-year-old soul beast.

If another person goes up, do you think the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King will kill him?

"Although I can also use the power of the Ice and Fire Eyes to kill the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, I need a chance, a chance to kill it." Weekend reached out and touched his chin, thinking in his mind.

Dugu Bo has powerful lethality, but it is probably impossible for him to tangle with the huge Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

We need a beast spirit titled Douluo with a powerful physique, and it cannot be an ordinary titled Douluo.

Outside the pavilion, a figure walked over on the path. It was Yang Wudi.

"I wonder what the master wants me to do?"

Yang Wudi's voice rang in his ears over the weekend. He raised his head and looked at Yang Wudi standing next to him, pointed to the side and said

"Mr. Yang, sit down first and I'll talk to you slowly."

"I called you here this time because I want you to go to Tiandou City and stay there for a while."

"The head of the family wants me to get involved in political struggles?" Yang Wudi frowned slightly, feeling somewhat reluctant to go.

"Not really!" Weekend shook his head, took out a few pieces of paper from his hand and placed them on the table.

"I recently received a piece of information that Prince Xue Qinghe has some abnormal relationship with Wuhun Palace. I suspect that he has defected to Wuhun Palace for political struggle."

Yang Wudi took several pieces of information in his hand and looked at them one by one, frowning deeply.

"That's why I asked my grandfather to support the fourth prince, and arranged for you to go just in case. As long as Wuhun Palace doesn't end up, you can study your own elixir secretly in Tiandu City without taking any action."

"If Wuhundian gets involved in the political struggle, you can act as a surprise soldier." Weekend said with a slight smile on his lips.

"I'm afraid one Contra isn't enough for me!" Yang Wudi raised his head and said in a deep voice.

"No, that's enough."

Yang Wudi frowned, feeling a little confused.

"If only some Soul Saints and Soul Douluo are involved, the ministers of the empire can still bear it. At most, they just think that His Highness the Crown Prince has made some exchange of interests. The Qibao Glazed Sect can tolerate it for a while and can reluctantly accept it. After all, Soul Douluo

Luo and Soul Saint are within their control!"

When I said this over the weekend, the corners of my mouth raised slightly.

"With your strength, ordinary Contras are no match for you and can completely offset this power."

"What about Titled Douluo?" Yang Wudi asked.

"Title Douluo! Hahaha!" Weekend chuckled softly.

"Then it's not an exchange of interests, but His Highness the Crown Prince has taken refuge in Wuhun Palace. When the time comes, the Qibao Glazed Sect itself will jump out and stand on the Fourth Prince's side."

When Yang Wudi heard this, his brows gradually widened and he nodded.

"I'll pack my things and leave tomorrow!"

Yang Wudi was very interested in being able to thwart Wuhundian's plan. After speaking decisively, he turned around and left.

Weekend looked at the retreating figures, smiling softly.

"Qian Renxue! I don't know how you will deal with it in the end."

Holding some papers on the table in his hand, the ring on his finger flashed, and several more documents appeared.

These are all the evidence collected over the years.

After getting full support from Dugu Bo over the weekend, I asked Dugu Bo to monitor Xue Qinghe when he was fine.

After a few years, some problems were discovered, although these problems were not fatal.

But it was able to make Xue Qinghe lose in the political struggle in this special period.

"If she really uses the method of driving away wolves and tigers, that's what I want. I can keep stalling for time. But if we fall into a disadvantage, don't blame me for using these things to overturn the table."

Weekend looked at the information in his hand, a light flashed in his hand, and he received it into the soul guide.

Tiandou City, in the imperial palace.

On a large, exquisite and gorgeous bed, an old man with snow-white hair was lying on the bed. This was Emperor Xueye. Compared with four years ago, he had become much older and weaker.

There were two groups of people standing on both sides of the bed, both staring nervously at Emperor Xue Ye on the bed, and Dugu Bo standing next to him.

I saw green light emitting from his body, shrouding Emperor Xueye's body.

After a long time, Dugu Bo recovered his soul power.

"Mr. Dugu, how is my father?" Xue Qinghe asked anxiously.

"Your Majesty is not sick, but poisoned." Dugu Bo glanced at Xue Qinghe and said calmly.

"poison!"

There was a burst of exclamation at the scene, and Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo glanced at Dugu Bo unnaturally.

This was naturally noticed by Dugu Bo, but he ignored it.

"The poison in me is very strange. It is a mixed type of toxin. Although I have basically eliminated it, there is no guarantee that there will be any sequelae." Dugu Bo said calmly.

Xue Qinghe suddenly became emotional. After taking a few deep breaths, he looked up at Prince Xuexing and said coldly: "Let's go out first! Having so many people here will affect my father's rest."

Prince Xue Xing's face was already very ugly, and when he noticed Xue Qinghe's cold eyes, it became even more ugly.

Everyone walked out of the room and went outside to listen to Dugu Bo explain all the test results, and then dispersed unhappy.

"Qinghe! What happened to you just now?" Ning Fengzhi asked at this time.

He had just noticed Xue Qinghe's appearance, and there might be some things he didn't know.

"Yesterday, my father summoned me in the middle of the night and told me that Xue Beng would be able to be sent out in a few days. He told me not to embarrass him after he ascends the throne, and that he would spend his remaining years peacefully as an idle prince."

Xue Qinghe said with an ugly expression.

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed when he heard this, and he suddenly looked up at the retreating figure.

(End of chapter)