Ye Shuang is a very large casual cultivator city, which can accommodate 200,000 cultivators.
This city does not belong to any force, and is suppressed by several Tianmen realm casual cultivators. The reason why Ye Shuang is able to become independent is not entirely because of these Tianmen realm practitioners.
But in this city, there is the Tianji Tower.
Zhang Qing stood on the Bluestone Square, staring at the only building here, and then walked into it.
After coming out again, Zhang Qing looked at the sky with completely different eyes.
The land he was on was an ocean a hundred thousand years ago.
Yes, an endless ocean.
It was still the most fundamental reason. The thirty-three days were shattered. The three great orthodoxy blatantly coveted the monks' orthodoxy. The demons suppressed the human monks' orthodoxy, which caused a violent response.
Here is the most intuitive example. Under the attack of demons, many immortal cultivating forces had to join forces to keep the demons out.
And once the demon breaks through, no one will be willing to bear the consequences.
It is said that on the other side of the Great Wall, human civilization has been fed, and all spiritual monks have been reduced to blood food.
It is said that the demon can devour thousands of children in one meal.
It is said that demons use demonic energy to erode the aura of heaven and earth, making those places unsuitable for monks to practice. Even if it is an ordinary method, it is easy to accidentally refine the demonic aura and become possessed.
Not only is it difficult to improve one's cultivation, there is also the danger of becoming a demon.
Here, the monks and the demons are truly mortal enemies. At the same time, they can also be regarded as the front line between the monks and the demons.
Whether it is for their own future practice, for their own inheritance, for their rights and status, the monks cannot let the demons drive straight in.
Of course, the so-called front line here is just one of the many battlefields of disputes and chaos in the world.
But in such a small place, it can already be seen that the contradiction between the two traditions is irreconcilable.
There was no room for tact, Zhang Qing also took a deep breath, and his appearance changed into another face.
Half an hour later, he appeared in a courtyard in Yeshuangfang City. The formation restrictions surrounding him could not stop him, a strong man from Tianmen.
All the way into the deepest part of the courtyard, he stopped in front of a house covered with more formations.
Zhang Qing glanced at it, and then the power of the immortal transformation turned into a cage, gradually swallowing the aura of the various formations.
No matter how powerful the formation is, without the spiritual energy, how much will be left?
However, a certain figure in the house was alert enough and noticed something strange the moment something happened to the formation.
The fire ignited the house, and in the charred ruins, a woman looked at Zhang Qing with stern eyes, but soon, the murderous intent in her pupils turned to fear.
"I wonder what the senior's orders are? But if there is an assignment, the junior is bound to do it."
"Obligated?" Zhang Qing looked at the woman, who looked a little pitiful after the murderous intent disappeared from her eyes.
"The duty you say is to find ways to transmit the information here to the other side? Trap children from tens of millions of miles away to the demons in exchange for resources for your cultivation?"
The woman's face changed and her expression became a little stiff, "Senior, you are joking. As a human monk, how could I do such a treasonous thing?"
"Really? It seems that Tianji Tower made a mistake? How about I go back and ask them to compensate me for the spiritual stones?"
The woman's expression changed again and again, and at a certain moment, she directly launched a talisman and blasted it into the surrounding black and white space.
However, the moment she took action, she discovered to her horror that there was no magic power left in her body.
Without mana, he could not activate the fourth-level talisman. He watched the talisman fall and was then caught by two slender fingers.
Zhang Qing was a little stunned, "It's really a huge profit. A monk like you can actually master such talismans carved with rare materials."
The woman looked at Zhang Qing sternly, "No matter what the reason, no action is allowed in Yeshuangfang City. Whatever the senior wants, the junior can pay for it with his life."
Zhang Qing looked at the other party with a smile, "What I want is your life."
"If there were more people like you, I wouldn't have so much psychological pressure and moral principles issues."
Xianfanbian exploded with all his strength, instantly swallowing up all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth inside. In the blink of an eye, before Ye Shuangfang City could even react, the woman was already under control.
"name?"
Zhang Qing turned around and looked at the horizon with his hands behind his hands. He had to say that this monk in Yeshuangfang City still had something to offer.
Behind him, the pitiful woman spoke calmly: "Xue Fang."
"The news I got from Tianji Tower is that you are not alone, there are many others, right?"
"I don't know the specific identities of those people. In this business, the probability of something happening is extremely high. They know how to protect their identities."
"Even so, you should have a similar gathering place, where is it?"
Half a day later.
On a mountain peak, in the city of Sanxiufang named Yuanshi.
"I thought that this kind of thing would be hidden in the darkness, but I didn't expect it to be in the sun."
Zhang Qing raised his head and looked at the golden sunshine above his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, then turned back and looked at the high auction platform where a person was talking.
This is a serious auction, and the things being auctioned can make many people shudder when told about them.
"Everyone, the blood ghost outside the city needs a batch of spiritual root blood food recently. If any of the fellow Taoists present have a way, you might as well make an offer."
Wearing a mask, Zhang Qing could see clearly that the host had a triple mask underneath. Even his proud white skin was fake.
This is a man disguised as a woman, which is the fifth level of hiding his identity.
In the sunny hall, a cloaked figure had already spoken, "Blood ghosts? Those groups of bats? I know where their attacks are, and there are some I can find a way to influence and arrange for a group of monks with insufficient strength to go over. "
After stating his advantages, he continued to state his conditions: "I want ten demon elixirs of the third-order wood attribute. In addition, I also want three barks of rare spiritual trees."
This was not an ordinary auction. After this person said it, no one spoke.
The presiding monk also nodded after waiting, "Okay, in that case, I'll leave this matter to this fellow Taoist. We will discuss it in detail when the time comes."
The things they discussed were never at the moment, but could be someday months or even years later.
This is also a guarantee of their own identity, otherwise their true identity may be exposed if found out later.
Secondly, even here, they are not sure if there are spies belonging to other forces.
Moreover, as time goes by, they will also get more benefits from the demon, especially the fake woman on the stage. He can get a part of every deal with the demon.
Zhang Qing could see very clearly that most of the people here did not come with their real bodies. Some of them were in the city, even working as pawnshop owners for decades, and some were in other places on the mountain, remotely. Control the puppet.
Undoubtedly, this is a high-risk place. Everyone is very careful, but at the same time, they are confident enough in their own strength.
Otherwise, trading with the devil is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.
"Besides that, there is one more thing. The Wood Bear clan needs the hearts of three thousand children. Each one must be spiritual."
Three thousand mortal children's hearts with spiritual roots. After hearing the news, many people actually started to communicate in low voices.
Zhang Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. The communication between these people was not about whether the matter itself was conscience-stricken, but that they could not eat alone and needed to cooperate with others.
You have three hundred, I have five hundred, and together they have three thousand, and they form a short-lived alliance.
"Tsk, tsk, it seems like none of the people here are good."
Quietly, Zhang Qing moved.
Between heaven and earth, spiritual energy surged into a storm, and black and white ink gradually surrounded the hall, and then the entire city. After breathing, the mountain peak was also covered by immortal transformation.
In an instant, everyone stood up in fear and flew outside. Everyone's purpose was clear, and no panic broke out.
But after leaving this hall, everyone stopped and looked at the black and white above their heads with ugly expressions.
"Immortal transformation?! Is there such a legacy figure in the Fang family?"
"The question is how do we escape? It's one of the Nine Great Magic Arts. I don't want to meet this kind of person."
"Isn't it someone here who snitched to the Fang family?"
"There has been no exposure for fifteen years. Every one of us has passed a magic test before being released. There is no way that Fang has any family members."
"Moreover, the person who casts the magic of Immortal Mortal Transformation must be inside this mountain, and is probably among us."
In just a few words, these people told the truth that they could guess. Zhang Qing from behind couldn't help but sigh. These people who dared to brazen the world were really smart.
After throwing the fake woman in his hand to the ground and attracting everyone's attention, Zhang Qing raised his head slightly and smiled.
In an instant, hundreds of spells, various formations, and talismans were blasted towards Zhang Qing with lightning speed.
But only for that moment, when the illusory Tianmen was reflected in the void behind him, everything became quiet.
Looking at everyone who was severely injured, Zhang Qing launched one Qi to transform the Three Pure Ones indiscriminately.
Invisible power enveloped the entire mountain peak, and no matter how weird these people's methods were, they were all exposed in front of him.
There were one hundred and thirty-two people in total, but after half an hour, Zhang Qing still had to kill fifteen of them.
Even if the cultivation level is suppressed, the success rate of transforming three pure beings into one qi is not absolute. With the willpower of some people here, it can only be said that it is no wonder they dare to seek skin from the demon.
The entire city was suppressed by Zhang Qing's power. Only the more than a hundred people stood quietly, and the atmosphere seemed extremely strange.
Looking at these people was like seeing himself. This feeling was a bit novel for Zhang Qing.
But he still waved his hand, tore open the space, threw these people out, and then removed the Immortal Transformation.
Looking up and looking beyond the mountain peak, a figure has been waiting for Zhang Qing for a long time.
