Ask the Mirror Chapter 122: Pasture
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Zhao Zi said walking on the street that day, and heard the familiar hustle and bustle. Although it was dozens of miles underground, the buildings, people flow, and businesses here were nothing compared to any bustling big city in the spiritual world. inferior. However, walking on the street, passing through the bustling crowd, and looking at the faces with different expressions, Zhao Ziyue felt inexplicably cold all over his body.
Well, he was not used to it without Manu by his side.
Fengdu City is undoubtedly the center of the Northern Wasteland. On the one hand, Fengdu City is more prosperous than any underground city in the Northern Wasteland. All the world's top merchants have branches here. Sanjiafang, a native of Sanjiafang, backed by the East Branch of the Demon Sect, has also become famous and has become one of the most authoritative black markets in the spiritual world. Every year on the day when Zhenhuafang opens, monks from all over the world gather here. There are many immortals and even Higher end big shots. This kind of influence can be matched by only three or five places in the entire cultivation world.
On the other hand, it is crazier than any other city.
"Ah ha ha ha, the ladies of Li Chun Yuan, oh ho?"
A person bumped into him in the diagonal stab, twisting and turning, completely losing his balance. Zhao Ziyue got out of the way, and the person fell to the ground. He was about to get angry, but he laughed inexplicably and faced Zhao Ziyue. Confucius said, lifting up the broken gourd:
"Brother, have a bite...uh!"
He was holding the gourd, and suddenly his hand went weak, and the bad wine inside spilled all over his head and face. Then the gourd fell to the ground, and the man also covered his chest, rolled his eyes, and began to twitch violently.
Zhao Ziyue was too lazy to look at him anymore and left at the same pace. Not only him, but also everyone else on the street. Behind him, the man's aura weakened rapidly, and finally disappeared. As for whether anyone collected the bodies later, who knows.
Zhao Ziyue was not surprised at all when encountering this kind of thing. Among the practitioners in the city, more than 80% of the cultivators below Huandan realm take or have taken Ghost Prison Powder. As for the "Three Mortal Levels" The number of hits cannot be counted. With such a huge base, there are three to five deaths every day due to drug-related injuries.
Zhao Ziyue once had such a drunken life and was confused by such a world. Later, with amazing willpower, he struggled out of the desperate situation and became a sand pirate running rampant in the northern wilderness. Then, He met Manu, came into contact with the terrifying existence far away in the Blood Hell Ghost Mansion, and heard another explanation:
"Gui Jing San, or rather Beihuang after the appearance of Gui Jing San, is truly an unparalleled masterpiece."
Before that, Beihuang was a low-end garbage dump and a temporary habitat for beetles. Business was prosperous, but it was just a low-end market for those big merchants. It was an ordinary place for them to lose. . Most of the monks came here to avoid hatred and danger, just to get a temporary respite from the harsh and filthy environment. They came and went, with no intention of staying long. At that time, thousands of sects and sects coexisted. , the southern country with fresh and free air is the blessed land that monks most yearn for - of course, it is now.
But Beihuang is different after all, because of the Ghost Prison Powder, this kind of medicine powder that makes people despair, but also gives people hope, and allows people to live in illusory pleasure, is simply for all the losers in the world. Just as manufactured.
Because they failed, they couldn't say no. The strong addictiveness of Guiyu Powder, and the invisible or explicit rejection and ban of this kind of medicinal powder in the whole world except Beihuang, make it possible for those evil cultivators to be unrestrained only within the scope of Beihuang. Get this medicine powder as much as possible to prolong their dreaming time as much as possible
Invisibly, there are more and more beetle cultivators staying in the Northern Wilderness, and the Northern Wilderness is becoming more and more prosperous. Countless people, even if they are poor and precarious, still focus on staying here, gathering, accumulating, and rotting, eventually forming A **** on earth.
The Lord of Wutian Jiao Prison praised this: "They are desperate, but they are lucky; they are stupid, but they expect rewards; they are humble, but they prefer high positions; they are short-sighted, and still imagine the future. In a word, they I can’t do it, but I can only dream of it... What a vast pasture!"
Yes, this is a pasture that has been prepared. The pigs, cattle and sheep inside are all fat and strong, waiting for the final slaughter. But for some reason, no one came to take over. Maybe they are no longer interested. , it was more likely an accident, but in any case, in such a mature place, how could people with spiritual aspirations not come to harvest it?
So, this is the foundation, a must-contested place in the Wutian Jiao Prison in the world of practice. It may not be as direct as the other places, but the impact is more far-reaching.
The terrifying existence made it clear to him.
For many years in the past, he traveled the northern wilderness as a sand bandit, like a guard dog, searching for all threatening objects on this land for his master.
During this period, he found the Great Master of the Ten Directions, and after some trial and interaction, he became sworn sworn brother with the evil demon who had had bad luck. He originally thought that this was the most likely obstacle to interfere with the Lord of Wutian Jiao Prison, but Xu In this picture, who would have thought that in recent years, the situation has changed suddenly, and a secret palace of the underworld suddenly appeared, making Beihuang suddenly become a popular attraction in everyone's eyes. From this, a series of accidents happened, and recently four sects jointly excavated, and unexpectedly discovered it again. True Lord Donghua, this made him have to wonder, is there something else he has overlooked?
Perhaps it would be a good choice to push that Yu Ci out and try the depth of the water?
After walking around the city for a while, Zhao Ziyue finally arrived at his destination. This is a relatively clean courtyard, uninhabited all year round, but after Zhao Ziyue sent out the contact signal, someone was already waiting here.
The first time the two parties met, the visitor's expression suddenly changed: "Where is Lord Manu?"
"I ran into some trouble and was detained."
Zhao Zi said it in an understatement, but the next moment, the visitor did not move, and the cold sword was already pierced between his eyebrows: "Zhao, at this critical moment, are you holding back everyone?"
"Everyone else can say it, but you are not qualified."
Zhao Ziyue completely ignored the sword intention that could break through the skull at any time, and directly found a seat to sit down: "Who boldly sent people to the sword garden, and ended up messing up the matter? Your Panhuang Sect even owns All our ancestors have given up, but now, who holds the sword garden?"
As he spoke, the coldness between his brows could penetrate his skull, but Zhao Ziyue didn't care at all: "Master Manu and I are symbiotic entities. I am here and he is here, and I am dead and he is dead. It is a matter of great importance, Elder Xiao. , you'd better be careful."
Elder Xiao is a tall old man. He has wasted hundreds of years in the Buxu realm. Now he is very old, but his temper is old and spicy. He took a step forward, leaning slightly forward, and the shadow covered Zhao Zi. Saying: "Do you still have the nerve, Lord Timonu?"
"I will live and die with it, what's not to say?"
Zhao Zi said with a smile. When Manu came across the border, he was dying because he could not adapt to the environment of this world. However, there was a problem with the people of Panhuang Sect, and he, a little thief, took advantage of him, and finally became a After acquiring the symbiote, he suddenly became the talker of Wu Tian Jiao Prison in the Northern Wilderness. This was a huge shame for the Panhuang Sect, so the bad relationship between the two parties was no longer a day or two. Such a dispute, Zhao Zi said No pressure at all.
He grabbed the old wound and scratched Elder Xiao vigorously, but he did not dare to take action seriously. He was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently. The whole hall seemed to have entered a thousand-year ice cave, and the boiling tea on the table was frozen.
Zhao Ziyue cut off Elder Xiao's opportunity to hit him, and his expression calmed down: "Even the king also said that I am in charge of matters in the Northern Wilderness. If I mess up the matter, I will have the king." It's OK, Lord Manu. It's better for others not to comment. You happen to be in the city now, so you can protect Lord Manu carefully, so I'll tell you the reason first... ”
In just a few words, he explained clearly the cause and effect of the matter, and also highlighted Yu Ci’s identity and background:
"This person was one of the culprits of our final defeat when we were in the Sword Garden. Now that we are in the Northern Wilderness, we cannot let him go no matter what. It's just that the power he has at hand is quite impressive. Lord Manu made a miscalculation earlier, which resulted in We cannot make this mistake again. Also, Shifang is almost ready for the Underworld Secret Mansion, and it is not the wise thing to make extra troubles. Therefore, we must bear with this matter first. Come down."
Hearing the word "forbearance", Elder Xiao became furious: "Master Manu is in the enemy's hands, you can't tolerate him!"
Zhao Zi glanced at him and stretched out his hand to say: "Then please, as long as you can **** Master Manu back from the hands of two powerful Buxu men without any damage, and leave no one alive, otherwise One day later, your Panhuang Sect, and perhaps the king, will definitely be the laughingstock of the whole Northern Wilderness, and even the whole world... Please!”
Elder Xiao is still not convinced: "If the sect is elite..."
"Don't say that you only have two real people. Even if you smash ten of them, you can't be safe. They give me a day, we prepare, they are also preparing!"
Zhao Ziyue reminded him for the last time, and then his tone turned cold: "I want detailed information about the excavations of the four sects, and we must not alert the East Branch of the Demon Sect; we must also be prepared to muddy the water, and we can also use it in the dark. Work hard, the situation must be controlled, otherwise the four sects will invade in large numbers, and this place will be in chaos again... Of course, during this period, you can design a plan to intercept and kill them. If you can really kill them, I will be happy to see it happen. "
While saying that, Zhao Ziyue was a little lost in thought: Xie Yan and others are dead, the Northern Wilderness is in chaos, and the Huangquan Secret Mansion has undergone changes in its life. Is it possible that the East Branch is happy to see it? How could Zhai Queer and others put themselves in trouble if they exerted so much force?
Who will benefit from the chaos in Northern Wasteland?
Zhao Zi said that this issue is very critical.
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I originally wanted to spread my word to donate my innate energy, but things are weird at work this week, and there might be an accident. I have no choice but to publish it as early as possible and see how many chapters I can publish in seven days...