Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 926 Qingzhou's Status

Seeing that Ye Tian dared to provoke the bald man, the rest of the people shrank back in fright.

There was an old man who seemed to be quite young, who seemed a little unbearable, stood up tremblingly, and pulled the corner of his bald clothes: "Brother Long, Brother Long, this baby is not sensible at first glance, you take it easy, don't Do it!"

"Fuck, old man, go away!" The bald man pushed the old man to the ground and cursed: "Damn, no one who came to this dungeon has ever seen anyone who dared to be so arrogant with me. If you don't let me go This kid knows how powerful he is, he really thinks he's a character!"

After finishing speaking, without talking nonsense at all, he raised his fist and blasted towards Ye Tian's face.

Although Ye Tian is hiding his aura now, how can ordinary people bully him if he wants to?
Seeing the bald head's fist hitting him, he smiled faintly, turned his head slightly to the side, and at the same time stretched out his left foot, taking advantage of the situation to hook.

thump!
The bald head was advancing too fast, and his inertia was too great. He was not prepared for Ye Tian's insidious tricks. One of them was unprepared and fell heavily on the ground, even hitting his face on the ground, bleeding from his nose.

"Oh my god, you dare to resist!" The bald head yelled, got up, and rushed towards Ye Tian again, waving his fists.

Ye Tian saw that he was reckless, so he reached out and grabbed the bald head's fist.

The bald head immediately felt as if he was being held by a huge force, and he couldn't even move an inch.

Ye Tian just exerted a little force, and the bald fist immediately made a clicking sound, obviously about to be crushed.

The bald head's complexion instantly distorted, and he screamed: "Let go, let go!"

"Are you a worm?"

"I'm a worm, big brother, I'm a worm!" The bald head shouted, how could he still have the prestige before?

The rest of the people in the dungeon were also shocked, they didn't expect Ye Tian to be a practicing family.

Ye Tian was too lazy to argue with the bald head, so he pushed him forward and pushed the bald head to the ground: "Damn, I don't want to die, get away!"

The bald head had never suffered such a loss. Although he was not convinced in his heart, his eyes were full of jealousy towards Ye Tian. He took a deep look at Ye Tian, ​​and really curled up in the corner obediently, not daring to say anything. He swept Ye Tian with his eyes, wishing he could eat Ye Tian.

Ye Tian didn't even look at the bald head again, but stepped forward to help the old man who spoke for him before: "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man waved his hands again and again, fearfully: "Brother, you...you can't be a cultivator, right?"

"Master, what did a cultivator say?" Ye Tian was a little surprised.

Ever since Ye Tian entered this dungeon, he really didn't feel the breath of a cultivator at all. It seemed that even those jailers were ordinary people, and there was no true energy condensed in their bodies.

Their strength, in the secular world, should be equivalent to the level of vitality condensed in the body.

Logically speaking, in a city as big as Qingzhou, there should be many practitioners. How could so many ordinary people be imprisoned here?
Seeing that Ye Tian didn't want to answer directly, the old man sighed, looked at the bald head in awe, and dragged Ye Tian to a corner of the dungeon: "Brother, are you from another place?"

"Yes." Ye Tian nodded without denying it.

"Oh, that's right." The old man suddenly said: "Hey, how can it be so easy to cultivate the truth! Qingzhou is originally a subsidiary of the Wuji Sect. In fact, most ordinary people in Qingzhou provide services for the Wuji Sect. Cultivators with child aptitude will all go to the Wuji sect."

When the old man talked about the situation in Qingzhou, Ye Tian also understood.

The Promise Sect is the largest sect within a thousand li radius, and Qingzhou is also the largest city.

There are some cultivators in Qingzhou, but most of them are not high-level. The cultivators who can stay in Qingzhou are all closely related to the Wuji Sect.

Just like the city lord of Qingzhou City, he used to be an elder of the Wuji Sect.

So, slowly, Qingzhou became a place similar to the slave city of the Wuji Sect.

Some necessary things for cultivators are produced here, and even in order to satisfy the desires of some talented cultivators of the Wuji Sect, they will come to pick beautiful women every once in a while for their enjoyment.

Because of this, not only Qingzhou, but even some ordinary people around are proud of being able to join the Wuji Sect.

Once you enter the Promise Sect, it is equivalent to jumping over the dragon gate and taking off.

It is also for this reason that most of the dungeons in Qingzhou are ordinary people, and there are very few practitioners.

When Xu Xunling grabbed Ye Tian, ​​he did it because he couldn't feel the fluctuation of true energy in Ye Tian's body.

After listening to the old man's narration, Ye Tian nodded silently.

This Qingzhou looks like a big city, but in fact it doesn't have the slightest autonomy at all. I'm afraid it's not even as good as Shacheng.

"Brother, are you really not a cultivator?" The old man asked tremblingly.

"No." Ye Tian smiled and shook his head.

Only then did the old man let out a long breath: "Oh, it's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not."

In the eyes of these ordinary people, cultivators are all murderous guys.

Ye Tian was able to beat the bald head so that he could not fight back. If they were really cultivators, they would probably be killed.

Ye Tian even saw the expressions of rejoicing on the faces of the people in the dungeon when they heard that they were not cultivators.

It seems that cultivators are demons in their eyes.

The bald head who was still in awe at first, when he heard that Ye Tian was not a cultivator, his expression eased, he stood up, and came to Ye Tian.

"This brother, what a skill!" The bald man laughed.

Ye Tian squinted at him: "And then?"

"Hey, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. I, Qingzhou, admire brother's skills. From now on, if you hang out with brother, you can make a good living in Qingzhou."

"Cut!" Ye Tian shook his head, ignored the bald head, but continued to ask the old man: "Master, I heard that the city lord's woman is practicing..."

"Hush..." Before Ye Tian could finish speaking, the old man immediately tensed up in fright: "Brother, don't say it, don't say it."

"how?"

"Hey, no one dares to mention this matter." The old man was terrified: "Ordinary people's lives are like ants in the eyes of cultivators, and the city lord is the sky in Qingzhou. No one cares about such things. In order to live more Time, don't mention it again, little brother, no matter how powerful you are, you are still just an ordinary person, so don't mention it again."

As if afraid of involving himself, the old man shrank back, turned his head to the side, and did not want to talk to Ye Tian anymore.

Ye Tian sighed.

Ordinary people, in the eyes of cultivators, are like ants.

No wonder the woman of the city lord wanted to arrest people and no one cared about her.

The lives of ordinary people really don't matter to cultivators.

That being the case, what are you still doing here?
Ye Tian stood up and was about to get out of the dungeon, but there was a complimenting voice outside: "Miss is here?"

(End of this chapter)