Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

Chapter 250: Founding of a country?

Inside the Pope's Palace, the atmosphere was very dignified, and all the big figures in the Wuhun Palace were there, but Mu Zige lay down on the table.

The solemn atmosphere faded instantly.

Bibi Dong's expression became helpless, looking at Mu Zige lying on the table in every possible way bored, she smiled helplessly and said:

"I summoned you just to say one thing. I won't implement it for the time being. But it's just a matter of time. I said, I just want you to be prepared."

Most of the people present listened intently.

So did Mu Zige, who was lying on the table before.

There was only a big offering, and his expression was still a bit tangled.

"My Spirit Hall..."

Bibi Dong's tone did not fluctuate, it was very flat.

But what Bibi Dong said next stirred up the emotions of everyone present.

"We want to build a nation. Build an unprecedented Wuhun Empire."

Mu Zige murmured in a low voice: "Sure enough..."

He had mentioned this matter with Bibi Dong back then, saying that he would choose a suitable time for the founding of the country, but the Pope never answered.

Today, finally made a decision.

……

At the mountain gate of Haotianzong, Wang Mo sat directly on the dangerous iron chain, letting the iron chain shake, proudly not moving.He just stared into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, at the top of the mountain where the former Sovereign of Haotian was, there were countless people who had dared to cross the iron chain, but now they were afraid to even look at it, cursing in their hearts.

Curse Wang Mo to fall to his death.

But they also knew that Wang Mo, who had the strength of a Titled Douluo, would not die even if he fell.

Just cursing in my heart can make my heart feel better.

"Master Wang Mo!!"

On the mountain top of the former Sovereign of Haotian, someone shouted, it was a woman's voice.

"The meal is ready. Eat!"

"Okay. Here we come."

Wang Mo stood up and walked back to the main mountain on the iron chain.

And the person who called Wang Mo to eat.

It is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

At the same time, it is also the firehouse of Haotianzong, one of the few people with the best cooking skills, named Li Mo.

It was also a person Wang Mo knew in the ruins of the Haotianzong Mountain Gate, and his mother was a slave captured by the Haotianzong.

She herself was born in Haotianzong.

His father is a direct disciple of Haotianzong.

More, Wang Mo asked.

But Li Mo was unwilling to say it.

But look at her tears streaming down her face, her expression full of hatred.

Wang Mo can also guess almost exactly.

Li Mo's father probably didn't care about Li Mo anymore, and maybe even wanted to kill Li Mo.

"Go. Eat."

Wang Mo laughed out loud.

He likes eating Li Mo's cooking very much.

After the Haotian School experienced great changes, it survived in name only, and the remaining people in the sect, including babies and children, only had 72 people.

More than 32 adults.

Including those servants, there are nearly 200 people.

After eating the last meal in the Clear Sky School, Wang Mo summoned all the remaining members of the Clear Sky School and the soul masters left behind in the Wuhun Hall.

Wang Mo waited for everyone to arrive, and said to the remnants of the Clear Sky School: "It has been half a month. Now we will send you down the mountain and give you a piece of land. After that, the Clear Sky School will be removed from the world. disappeared."

After speaking, Wang Mo grabbed Li Mo's shoulders and led her across the iron chain first.

The next forty soul masters of the Spirit Hall also led other members of the Clear Sky School across the iron chain in exactly the same way.

Among them, the little girl who had punched and kicked Mu Zige had no expression on her face.

Emotions are not as excited as before, but I am happy, but I can't be happy no matter what.

After Wang Mo sent Li Mo to the top of the entrance and exit, he turned his head and looked at the soul master of the Wuhun Hall who was crossing the iron rope, always vigilant.

Wang Mo took them down the mountain after everyone had crossed the iron chain.

The people in the village at the foot of the mountain looked at the hundreds of people who came down the mountain and went to the village with complicated expressions.

What the hell is going on? Half a month ago, a group of people entered the village and then left the village.

Today, some people who entered the village and left the village did not know when.

And looking at the clothes of these two groups of people, there is a high probability that they are rich people or people of extraordinary status.

Some of them also wear the soul master certification medal of the Wuhun Temple.

Could it be that there is something on the mountain behind the village that these rich and powerful people covet?
Some people's minds became active.

Wang Mo left with a group of people.

During this period, few people wanted to escape.

Even if there was, Wang Mo would not let anyone chase him.

So two days later, when they arrived at the village chosen by Wuhun Palace for Haotianzong, which was still not far from Tiandou City, there were nine less adults directly related to Haotianzong in the team.

Eight of them were childless.

As for the children, there is no shortage of them.

There was only one child, who was crying fiercely.

The village in front of you can tell at a glance that it has experienced the wind, the sun, and the erosion of the years.

Most of the houses are dilapidated, with a lot of dust, as if they have been abandoned for a long time.

Wang Mo pointed to the village in front of him, and said calmly: "This is the village where you will live in the future."

"This place... is it deserted?"

Li Mo, who seemed a little distracted, came back to his senses, heard Wang Mo's words, looked at the village in front of him, and asked carefully.

"Yes. This place was once ransacked by a group of robbers. The villagers have left. So you have to be careful. Although your soul power has been crippled and your strength cannot be improved, your former physique is still there. But there is no soul power to support it , your physique will only get weaker and weaker. You can't even bear it, and your lifespan will be shortened!"

"Oh!"

Li Mo nodded absently.

For reducing lifespan or something.

What does it have to do with her, Li Mo?

She has not been abolished, she has no soul power, and she has no strength.

She has never even practiced meditation.

"Hey." Wang Mo smiled.

In fact, those bandits who were so daring and daring to loot near Tiandou City have already been wiped out.

There is no purpose in saying this.

Just say it casually.

"All right."

Wang Mo waved his hand and said: "All the soul masters of my Wuhun Palace leave Tiandou and report back to Wuhun City. I still have some things to do, so I won't leave together. By the way, chat with the soldiers of Tiandou."

"Yes, Elder Wang."

After receiving the order, all the soul masters of Wuhundian turned around and left.

"By the way. Your name is Tang...Qiangwei, right? The chance for the Clear Sky School to be saved by our holy son is in the hands of you, that little boy, and those seven babies." Wang Mo said suddenly.

It was a little girl who asked.

The little girl who once beat and kicked Mu Zige and was left alive by Mu Zige.

The little girl pursed her lips and remained silent.

Wang Mo said with a smile: "I just want you to know this and make you grateful. Although I don't think you can destroy my Spirit Hall. But think about it carefully, there are actually many such things in history. But even if Spirit Hall is destroyed in the future, it will not be because of you, but a more distant era. At least the generation of Spirit Hall full of talents will not perish no matter what."

The little girl turned her head and still didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)