Brother is really tough

Chapter 108 1b. The Hard-working World of Immortals
The third fairyland, also called Lingyu Mountain,

An iron chain bridge connects the cliff mountain in the inner courtyard,

Soaring into the clouds, forming a circle of its own,

There are 42 branch churches inside, and all kinds of streets and squares are available.

Standing on Lingyu Mountain and looking up, a waterfall is like a silver dragon roaring into the sky, and its momentum is like a rainbow.

The rising water splashes are colorful in the sun, the purple air is dense, and the Weiwei mountains are ups and downs,
——There is the second fairyland, Lingqu Mountain.

If you are lucky enough to set foot on Lingqu Mountain, you will be half a foot on the road of cultivating immortals.

As the third fairyland that most people look at and sigh, only when you enter here will you know that this is the heaven of mortals and the purgatory of immortals.

Walking through the street market, you will find that the people here are in a hurry and don't like talking.
Buying and selling items are also taken and left, rarely haggling and haggling, the streets are quiet and deserted as you come and go.

Bai Yiduo has seen and heard about the weirdness here, although he doesn't know the specific reason, but he is no stranger to it.

Wan Shuliang wanted to know more about Xianyu, and when she met a passerby, she bowed and saluted politely, but before she could open her mouth, the other party glanced at her strangely, with a very impatient and surprised expression on her face.

It seemed that from their point of view, this group of casual strollers seemed odd.

"I heard that the Third Immortal Realm has very cruel survival rules, so everyone is very busy, because if you slack off, it will be difficult to make ends meet, and at worst, you will be removed from the Immortal Realm and demoted to the border."

Du Zeping spread his hands as he spoke, "I heard that too, and I never thought about stepping into the Immortal Realm before, so I didn't pay much attention."

At this time, Ouyang Jie who was walking on the edge snorted coldly, like a kind of contempt and ridicule,

"Senior Brother Ouyang, it seems that you know a lot about Immortal Territory?" Du Zeping asked with a modest smile.

However, Ouyang Jie didn't even look at these people, he quickened his pace and walked towards a palace with buildings.

Seeing this, everyone got acquainted with each other, and followed closely without asking any further questions.

In front of Lianlou, a fair boy was dozing off against the door frame, when he was awakened by the sound of hurried footsteps, he let out a sigh and asked:
"Why did you come here? Isn't there an extradition officer?"

Yuxiu took a step forward, made a shallow bow, and said with a smile: "Young boy, the extradition officer led eleven of us to the Immortal Realm and disappeared, and the cultivator family came to ask for gifts, so it was delayed for some time."

Yuxiu and Du Zeping represented the inner court and the outer court respectively, and bowed respectfully in front of the boy.

However, the boy with the red tires on his brows was not as innocent and friendly as he looked. Hearing Yuxiu's words, he smiled meaningfully and said, "The cultivation families in the Immortal Realm spend a lot of money, everyone must have received a lot of gifts, right?" ?”

Seeing that the boy looked at everyone with a smirk on his face, Du Zeping was the first to react, took out a spirit stone from his cuff, and offered it with both hands.

This scene made Bai Yiduo's eyes widen.

"Damn it, isn't this Immortal Realm? Isn't it the place where Tianjiao Xiangui lives? Why is it so dark?"

She was slandering in her heart, but seeing that everyone offered their spirit stones to bribe each other, Bai Yiduo had no choice but to do so.

After receiving the Lingshi, the boy laughed contentedly, and looked at everyone respectfully.

"Everyone, please, my master has been waiting for a long time."

All the way in, the boy talked while walking, telling everyone about the specifications and divisions of the Xianyu Martial Hall one by one, and everyone listened attentively.

"The Immortal Realm is not comparable to the inner courtyard. There are 42 martial arts halls, and each martial arts hall has hundreds of people. In the past, after you set foot in the Immortal Territory, you will be sent to the last martial arts hall, starting from scratch. .But this year is different, any idea why?"

The boy pretended to be close and asked.

"Is it because of the shipwreck trial?" Yuxiu asked with sideways eyes.

"Yes, it is because of the shipwreck trial."

The boy walked steadily, holding a plantain fan in his arms, and said as he walked:
"The shipwreck trial once in 50 years is a chance. As long as you can come back alive, you will build the foundation of the earth. The limit of Wuxun in the third fairyland is the completion of the foundation. That is to say, as long as you come back alive from the sunken ship, You can go to the Great Consummation of Foundation Establishment, and then the Third Immortal Territory won’t be able to keep you guys.”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

"You mean, as long as you come back from the sunken ship, you can directly set foot on the second fairyland?"

Wan Shuliang paused, and asked in surprise and excitement.

"He came back alive." The boy emphasized very seriously.

"Master once said that there are disciples who can't return to the shipwreck trial every year! The ancient shipwreck is a place where chance and danger coexist."

When the boy said this, his steps slowed down,
He raised his face and glanced at Yuxiu, maybe he was worried that his words were too heavy, and smiled and said: "But don't worry too much, since you can pass the examination of Jinyuan, I think, except for the one named Bai Yiduo, everyone should be come back alive."

Bai Duo stared, pointed to his nose, as if asking again: Why except me?

The boy was embarrassed and suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue, and without turning his head to see who this fifth-order slag Bai Yiduo was, he just smacked his mouth,

At the end of the courtyard is the main hall, the boy stopped in front of the mahogany door,
With a whirl of the body, the dust is lightly lifted,
The two mahogany doors slowly opened...

"Master has been waiting for a long time, please come inside."

In the majestic and majestic hall, an old man in sixties with a white beard was holding a cane and an ancient book on bamboo slips in his hand.

There are tables, chairs and bookshelves above the main hall, a birdcage is hung on the left side, and a square tube with calligraphy and painting is placed on the right side.

The hall is spacious and lofty, with a skylight in the dome, a ray of sunlight is directly shining down, and the floating dust in the beam of light flows slowly, which shows how light the old man's movements and breathing are.

"All here?"

The sixtieth old man said without raising his head, his voice was very soft and slow, echoing dull and empty in the hall.

The boy had already explained something on the way here, so he didn't panic now.
Everyone looked at each other, bowed together, and said in unison:
"XXX, a disciple of the inner court/outer court, pays homage to Wu Changjiao."

"It's all free!"

The old man's gentle but majestic voice echoed in the hall, and then said:

"There are 42 martial arts halls in Lingyu Mountain, but this year's shipwreck trial, you don't belong to any of the martial arts halls, and you are taught by the old man himself. But... In the past half month, you and the other disciples in the fairyland have nothing to do with each other. Both, whether you can maintain the most basic livelihood, or be expelled from the fairyland, all depends on your own abilities..."

After finishing speaking, the old man waved his sleeve robe, and eleven iron scrolls were shot out from the table, and they were thrown into the hands of everyone.

Bai Yiduo stretched out his hand to hold it, and the iron scroll fell into his palm,

When I picked it up, I saw the words 'Bai Yiduo' written on the scroll wall.

"Today's share will be waived! Starting tomorrow, you will have to pay the share on time in addition to practicing."

It was only later that Bai Yiduo found out that the reason why the monks in the Immortal Realm were in a hurry was because they were forced by the iron scroll! !
Bai Yiduo unfolded the iron scroll, and a striking number appeared in the flashing fluorescent light: 10.

The living expenses in Xianyu all come from the numbers in the iron scroll. For example, Bai Yiduo wants to eat, but the store does not accept cash, but directly strips the numbers from the iron scroll.

When the number becomes 0, it means you are bankrupt,

Bankruptcy is nothing, you can earn it back.

And there are many ways to earn money. As long as you are diligent enough, making ends meet is not a problem.

But if your number is 0, if you don’t earn the number in time, you can pack up and leave tomorrow.
Because Xianyu collects shares from disciples every day,

That is to pay taxes!
Ghanaian figure 5 is needed per person per day.

In other words, only half of the number 10 in Bai Yiduo's scroll can be used, and the other number 5 is used to pay tomorrow's share.

In other words, if Bai Yiduo lay down and slept, given his current financial situation, he could only lie down for two days on the third fairyland, and he would be expelled from the fairyland on the third day.

"It's no wonder that the disciples in the Immortal Realm are all busy. It turns out that apart from the Xiuzhen family, all Wutang disciples are digital slaves!"

"Digital slave" is to earn numbers every day to live.Just like a house slave, living every day to pay off the mortgage,

It turns out that in the world of Xianxia, ​​it is still so hard

(End of this chapter)