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Chapter 229: A Vast World, A Strictly Hierarchical Immortal Gate! 【2/4, please subscribe】

Chapter 229: A Vast World, A Strictly Hierarchical Immortal Gate! 【24, please subscribe】

"Run! Run away!"

"Damn, how did this happen?"

"Let's go!"

The two monks were already frightened when they saw this, and they flew to the distant mountain forest with frightened faces, like frightened little rabbits.

In the battle between monks at the bottom of the world of cultivating immortals, they have always controlled flying swords with a rain cover. You slash me and I will give you a sword.

They thought it was three against one, and they were facing another body-training martial artist who had just come out of the land of absolute spirits, so how could they completely abuse each other, right?

But who would have thought that he met such a reckless man as Wei Han!

The momentary collision shattered their pride.

Even Wei Han was a little confused, the other party was too impatient to be beaten, right?

"Want to escape? Is it too late?"

Wei Han shook his head helplessly, and rushed towards the two of them like a gust of wind.

They haven't even learned how to fly with the sword, so how fast can they run with the blessing of the Fengxing Talisman alone? Wei Han's ghostly figure enveloped them in an instant, and the next moment the two screamed in pain.

After a few breaths!

Wei Han threw two seriously injured and dying hapless eggs on the ground.

"Brother, spare your life, spare your life!"

"We were wrong, really wrong, please let us go."

The two desperately begged for mercy in horror.

Wei Han searched the two of them without changing his face, including the body that had been beheaded just now.

All three of them had a dusty bag on them!

In addition, there are three unremarkable flying swords, and the robes worn by the three of them all look a bit worn out, and there is nothing else.

"This is?" Wei Han asked.

"Storage bag, this is a storage bag!" The monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks on the left replied in panic: "The three of us are all casual cultivators in Xishan City. We usually hunt monsters and collect spiritual grass to make money. This is the first time If you do something bad, Lord, please forgive us."

"hehe!"

Wei Han smiled and did not answer.

His eyes were focused on the three cloth bags in his hand.

When he was in Shendu, he also heard from other Tiangang Realm powerhouses that there is a kind of treasure that can store things popular in the world of immortality. The poor use storage bags, and the richer use storage rings.

He tore open the cloth bag and took a look!

Found that there seems to be a secret space inside.

There are also many miscellaneous things stored in it, the most valuable ones are only dozens of low-grade spirit stones, and seven or eight low-level talisman papers such as Fengxing Talisman.

Because the storage bag is too low-level!

It seems that there is no anti-counterfeiting and anti-theft means.

Whoever gets it can use it, which is very worry-free.

"In the future, hang a storage bag around your waist, which can not only disguise your identity, but also conceal the existence of the system space."

"Good things are stored in the system space, and the storage bag is a good choice for storing sundries."

Wei Han happily put them away!

Looking at the panicked two people on the ground again, he said, "Tell me about the distribution of forces recently. Well said, I don't mind giving you a good time."

"Fart, you want to kill us and still want us to give information? Are you dreaming?" The slightly bald man on the right roared: "Dog, unless you swear not to kill us, don't even think about taking a single word out of our mouths." .”

"hehe!"

Wei Han didn't say anything, just smiled lightly.

Then he raised his foot and stomped on it, and the opponent's left foot was crushed on the spot.

"Ahhh!"

There were bursts of shrill screams.

Not only did it frighten the surrounding birds to fly together, but it also frightened the monk on the left to shudder.

Wei Han ignored the strong man's screams and curses, and continued to torment him slowly, until he crushed all the bones in his body before giving him a pleasure.

Before that, the strong man had begged countless times!

He woke up seven or eight times from a painful coma, and was tortured to the point where he was completely inhuman.

"I'm a kind person, but it's a pity that the world of cultivating immortals is more cruel than ordinary people." Wei Han sighed silently: "It's just asking for directions. You have to court death, so are you willing to talk now?"

His eyes swept over the monk with a sharp-billed monkey cheek!

The other party immediately turned pale with fright, and said bitterly: "Say it! Let me tell you, just give it a good time after you finish speaking. We are indeed in the Xiling Mountains, and the Xishan City, which is dozens of miles away, belongs to hundreds of thousands of people. The small city is currently under the control of the Scarlet Sect, and there is Qingyun City more than a hundred miles away!"

"Crimson Red Sect?" Wei Han narrowed his eyes slightly, anxiously remembering that the other party was one of the nine small sects who finally divided up the leftovers at the Ascension Fair.

Immediately couldn't help asking: "How big is the Scarlet Red Sect? Isn't everyone in the world of cultivating immortals practicing?"

"How is that possible!" the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said bitterly: "The world of cultivating immortals is not only strictly hierarchical, but also the aptitude of spiritual roots has already determined their fate. Those who do not have spiritual roots are miserable. Even practicing martial arts and training can only be guarded by wealthy families It's just a nursing home."

"The three of us are lucky to have low-grade spiritual roots, but our qualifications are so poor that we can't even enter a small sect, so we can only hang around as a precarious casual cultivator."

"Don't look at the smallness of the Scarlet Red Sect, but they also have thousands of disciples, and there are also three strong foundation-builders, who control Xishan City and the surrounding area of ​​two to three hundred miles."

"Although the entire Xishan City has a population of hundreds of thousands, apart from ordinary people, there are casual cultivators. It is estimated that there may be thousands of them. Moreover, casual cultivators also form cliques to form gangs, and there are constant conflicts every day."

This person did not hide anything!

In three or two, I introduced the general situation.

Hearing this, Wei Han also had a vague impression in his heart.

It turns out that this is the realm of cultivating immortals, where the law of the dynasty is no longer the only order, and all major cities are under the control of the sect of cultivating immortals, and they are the local tyrants.

Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps!

Big sects oppress small sects, and small sects oppress casual cultivators and ordinary people, forming a complete set of biological chains, which is not much different from the ordinary world.

"Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This is an eternal truth." Wei Han was not surprised by this, and turned his head to continue asking: "How big is Danghun State? How many immortal gates are there?"

"I don't know!" Brother Monkey Gills quickly shook his head: "I don't know how big Danghun State is, I only know that it takes half a month for the Golden Core cultivator to cross a state. The whole state is roughly divided into thirty-six counties. We are Qingnan County of!"

"The entire county probably spans more than 100,000 miles, with a population of billions. There are many cities and towns dotted around, and no one can count how many there are."

"The various fairy gates are even more unclear. The small ones only know that there are nine upper immortal gates, thirty-six middle immortal gates, and hundreds of lower immortal gates!"

Wei Han clicked his tongue secretly when he heard the words, so many?

From this point of view, Danghun State is really a vast world.

Compared with it, the Dali Dynasty is nothing more than a cage-like place.

It's no wonder that only 17 immortal sects were attracted to search for geniuses. The immortal sects in other places should be dismissive of this.

"very good!"

Wei Han nodded in satisfaction.

He punched the man's head off.

Although he confessed obediently, Wei Han still couldn't let him live, because he didn't want to expose the matter of his crossing the Great Spirit Formation.

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