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Chapter 539 Ranch

Chapter 539 Ranch

Zhao Ziyu walked on the street, and the familiar hustle and bustle were heard. Although it was dozens of miles underground, the buildings, crowds, merchants, and businesses here were no less than any bustling city in the world of cultivation. However, walking on the street, passing through the bustling crowds, looking at the faces with different expressions, Zhao Ziyu felt cold inexplicably.

Well, without Monu being around, he was a little uncomfortable.

Fengdu City is undoubtedly the center of the Northern Wilderness. On the one hand, Fengdu City is more prosperous than any underground city in the Northern Wilderness. All the top-notch merchants in the world have branches here. The native Sanjiafang is backed by the East Branch of the Demon Sect, and has made a fortune, becoming one of the most authoritative black markets in the cultivation world. Every year on the opening of Zhenhuafang, monks from all walks of life gather here, and there are many great figures from Changsheng and even higher-end. This influence can be comparable to the entire cultivation world, but only in three or five places.

On the other hand, it is crazier than any city.

"Ah hahaha, the ladies of Lichunyuan, yo ho?"

A man bumped into the slant, twisting and losing his balance completely. Zhao Ziyu made way out of the way. The visitor fell to the ground. He was about to get angry, but he laughed inexplicably and raised the damaged gourd at Zhao Ziyu:

"Brother, let's have a bite...uh!"

He held the gourd, and suddenly his hands became soft, and the bad wine spilled all over his head and face. Then the gourd fell to the ground. The man also covered his chest, rolled his eyes, and began to twitch violently.

Zhao Ziyu was too lazy to look at him again, so he left at the original pace, not only him, but also others on the street. Behind him, the man's aura was drastically weakened, and he finally became nothing. As for whether anyone was collecting the body behind him, who knows?

Zhao Ziyue was not surprised at all when encountering such a thing. More than 80% of the monks in the city's cultivation level below the level of the Hanging Pill, or have taken Ghost Prison Powder. As for the "Three Levels of Ordinary World", it is even more impossible to count. With such a huge base, people who died because of the drug damage, there are three or five people every day.

Zhao Ziyue had such a life of being drunk and dreaming, and was also confused about such a world. Later, he finally struggled out of the desperate situation with his amazing willpower and became a sand thief who was rampant in the northern wilderness. Then, he met Monu, came into contact with the terrifying existence far away in the Blood Prison Ghost Palace, and heard another explanation:

"The Ghost Prison Sphere, or the Northern Wilderness after the Ghost Prison Sphere appears, is really an unparalleled masterpiece."

Before that, the Northern Wilderness was a wasteland, a temporary habitat for worm-making. The commerce and trade were prosperous, but it was only a low-end market for those big merchants, and they were once again and again at their most ordinary place to lose. The monks came here to avoid revenge, but they had to rely on the harsh and dirty environment to gain a temporary breathing opportunity, come and go, and never have the plan to stay for a long time. At that time, the southern country where thousands of sects coexisted and fresh and free air was the blessed place that monks yearned for the most - of course, now too.

But the Northern Wilderness is different after all, because with the Ghost Prison Powder, this medicine powder that makes people despair, gives people hope, and allows people to live in illusory pleasure is simply created specifically for all the losers in the world.

Because they failed, they could not refuse. The strong addictive nature of Guizhu Powder, and the invisible or plain rejection of this medicine powder in the world, can only be within the northern wilderness, and only within the northern wilderness, those worm cultivators can obtain this medicine powder without restraint and extend their dream time as much as possible.

Invisibly, more and more worms left in the Northern Wilderness, and the Northern Wilderness is becoming more and more prosperous. Even if countless people are poor and in poverty, they will stay here, gather, accumulate, and rot, and eventually form a ghost prison on earth.

The Lord of the Wutian Jiao Prison exclaimed: "They are desperate, but they are lucky; they are stupid, but they are seeking rewards; they are humble, but they yearn for high positions; they are short-sighted and still imagine the future. In short, they can't do it, but they dream of... what a vast pasture!"

Yes, this is a prepared pasture. The pigs, cattle and sheep are all fat and strong, waiting for the final slaughter. But for some reason, no one comes to take over. Maybe it is because they lose interest, and it may be an accident. But no matter what, how can people with ambition do not come to harvest such a mature place?

Therefore, this is the foundation, which is in the Wutian Jiao Prison, a must-fight place in the world of practice. It may not be as direct as the other place, but the impact is more profound.

That terrifying existence is so clear to him.

Many years ago, he was a parade of the Northern Wilderness as a sand thief, like a guardian dog searching for the master of this land and all threatening objects on this land.

During this period, he found the Great Lord of the Ten Directions, and after some tests and dating, he became sworn brothers with the Yin Demon who had lost his luck. He originally thought that this was the most likely obstacle to disturbing the Lord of the Wutian Jiao Prison, but Xu Tuzhi, however, unexpectedly, in recent years, a sudden change in the Yellow Springs Secret Palace suddenly jumped out, making the Northern Wilderness a popular item in the eyes of everyone. As a result, a series of accidents occurred. Recently, the four sects jointly discovered and even pulled out the True Lord of Donghua again, which made him wonder if he had ignored something?

Maybe it is a good choice to push Yu Ci out and try the depth of the water and shallow water?

After wandering around the city, Zhao Ziyu finally arrived at his destination. This is a relatively quiet courtyard that is uninhabited all year round. However, after Zhao Ziyu sent out a signal of contact, someone was waiting here.

The first time the two sides met, the person who came changed color: "Where is Lord Monu?"

"I've encountered some trouble, I've deducted it."

Zhao Ziyue said it lightly, but the next moment, the person who came did not move, and the cold sword intent had already stabbed his eyebrows: "The surname Zhao, at the critical moment, are you going to drag everyone down?"

"Everyone can say that you are not qualified."

Zhao Ziyue completely ignored the sword intent that could break the skull at any time, and found a seat and sat down: "Who sent someone to the Jianyuan and ended up ruining the matter? You Panhuang Sect gave up your ancestors, but now, who is in the hands of the Jianyuan?"

As he spoke, his eyebrows were chilling and could penetrate the skull, but Zhao Ziyue didn't care at all: "I and Lord Monu are a symbiotic body. I am in it, and I die, it's important to die. Elder Xiao, you'd better be careful."

Elder Xiao is a tall old man who wasted hundreds of years in Buxu realm. Now he is old, but his temper is getting older and he is getting hotter. He stepped forward and leaned forward slightly. The shadow covered Zhao Ziyue: "Do you still have the face to be Lord Timonu?"

"I live and die with it, what's hard to mention?"

Zhao Ziyu smiled. When Monu came across the border, he was dying because he was not suitable for the environment in this world. However, there was a problem with Panhuang Sect's personnel. He was a small thief and finally became a symbiosis. He jumped into the person who was in the Northern Wilderness. This was a great shame for Panhuang Sect, so the bad relationship between the two sides was not a day or two. Zhao Ziyu was completely stressed for such a dispute.

Elder Xiao was scratched by him while scratching his old wounds, but he didn't dare to take it seriously. He was so angry that the three corpses were furious. The whole hall seemed to have entered the ice cave of thousands of years, and the boiling tea on the table was frozen.

Zhao Ziyue cut off the opportunity to beat him, and his expression calmed down: "Even the king said, "I am the one who is the main thing in the Northern Wilderness. If I do something bad, I will be able to do it. Well, Lord Monu can do it, so it's better not to argue with others. Now you happen to be in the city, and you will be more sure of maintaining Lord Monu. I will tell you the story first..."

In just a few short words, he explained the causes and consequences of the matter clearly, and emphasized Yu Ci's identity background:

"When this person was in the Sword Garden, he was one of the culprits of our final defeat. Now that he has arrived in the Northern Wilderness, he cannot let go of it no matter what. But his power is quite good. Lord Monu estimated that he made such a mistake before, and we cannot make such a mistake again. In addition, the matter of the Huangquan Secret Palace is approaching, and the preparations in the ten directions have been made, and it is not a wise man to do this. Therefore, we must endure this matter first."

When Elder Xiao heard the word "天" and was furious: "Lord Monu is trapped in the opponent, please endure him!"

Zhao Ziyu glanced at him and reached out to inspire him: "Then please, as long as you can snatch Lord Monu from the hands of two powerful Buxu, without any damage, and do not leave a single living mouth. Otherwise, one day later, your Panhuang Sect and perhaps the kings will inevitably be the laughing stock of the entire North Wilderness and even the whole world... Please!"

Elder Xiao still dissatisfied: "If all the elites of the sect are there..."

"Don't say that you only have two real people, even if you smash ten, you won't be able to save them. I'll give me a day, we'll prepare, and they're also preparing!"

Zhao Ziyue reminded him for the last time, and then his tone turned cold: "I want detailed information from the four sects to excavate, and I cannot alarm the eastern branch of the Demon Sect; we must also be prepared to mix up the water, and we can also try our best in the dark. The situation must be controlled. Otherwise, if the four sects enter a large scale, it will inevitably be a mess here again... Of course, during this period, you can design a plan to intercept. If they can really make them die, I am happy to see it."

As he said that, Zhao Ziyue was a little confused: Xie Yan and others died, the Northern Wilderness was in chaos, and the Huangquan Secret Palace had a life-changing change. Could it be that Dongzhi was happy to see it? How could Zhai Queer and others use such force, how could they stumbling up on themselves?

If the Northern Wilderness is in chaos, who can benefit?

Zhao Ziyue felt that this issue is very critical.

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I originally wanted to say that I would donate my innate vitality, but the situation at my unit this week was strange, and maybe there would be an accident. I had to send it as early as possible to see how many chapters I could send it in seven days...

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