Way of the heavens system

Chapter 117 Dawang Town

The swampy land in the southwest of China has a radius of more than [-] miles. It has been an inaccessible place since ancient times. It is full of poisonous swamps and filled with endless miasma and death. The natural poisonous fields contain countless poisons. , entering it rashly, there will be no life or death, so the world has always talked about it with a changed expression, regarded it as a place of death, and called it the "death swamp". Over time, it was forgotten by the world.

However, in recent days, this remote dead place has suddenly become the focus of the world's attention.

Because a few days ago, a huge golden beam of light shot up into the sky in the swamp of death, and it lasted for three days, and then there were terrifying roars of strange beasts from time to time. After the people in the outer fringe area unintentionally spread the news, it was quickly learned by the cultivators, and it was judged to be the birth of a strange treasure, so it spread across the world in just a few days, attracting the attention of the righteous and the demons, and each dispatched capable disciples Go on a treasure hunt.

All of a sudden, the southwestern border was surging.

Dawang Town is located half a day's journey east of the Death Swamp. It is the most densely populated place closest to the Death Swamp.

This was originally a very remote and dilapidated small village. However, about ten years ago, Li Chengyu led the forces of the Blood Refining Hall to come here suddenly, and quickly built a golden wind and rain building as a base, which was convenient for dispatching and swallowing in the death area. The legacy of the Changshengtang in the lake, and secondly, it was settled in advance to prepare for the birth of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House.

In the past ten years, with the rapid expansion and development of the Blood Refining Hall, a certain amount of resource allocation has been more or less distributed here. Afterwards, many refugees have migrated from the hinterland of the Central Plains several times, and finally gathered into an unstoppable building. The small town has become a rare populated area within a thousand miles of this remote southwest area.

Therefore, all cultivators who intend to enter the Dead Marsh to hunt for treasures choose to settle here for rest. In recent days, they have seen all kinds of flying magic weapons coming in from outside the town or leaving from inside the town. , While opening the eyes of the residents here, it also increases the chances of earning wealth. After all, the cultivators are not real gods, and they still cannot do without food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Dawang Town, Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building.

As the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the town, it naturally gathers a lot of practitioners, after all, these people are not short of money.

At this time, a three-foot square platform was set up in the center of the hall in the building. On the platform were placed a table and a chair. An old man was sitting on the chair. He had a gray beard and a plain face. He looked like he was talking to the guests in the building.

On the side of the square platform, there was another table with a piece of canvas spread on it, and the book "The Immortal Guides the Way" was written on it. Behind it sat a pretty girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, putting her hands on the table, dozing off.

Snapped!
The old man on the stage knocked on the gavel, and the girl woke up from her doze, yawned three times, and looked at her grandfather helplessly.

Then I heard the old man speak with a bright voice, and said loudly: "As a judge, if you want to talk about the influential figures of the younger generation in today's world, the Devil Sect is the first... Bah, the 'Four Great Masters' of the Sacred Sect Now, they are Miss Bi Yao, the ghost son of the Ghost King Sect, Qin Wuyan, the poison son of the Wandu Sect, Jin Ping'er, the wonderful son of the Hehuan Sect, and Zhang Xiaofan, the most outstanding blood son of the Holy Blood Refining Sect. The leading figures of the younger generation in the Holy Cult crushed the young disciples of the righteous Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxianggu sects to death, and they couldn't be compared at all. Four Beauties' and 'Eight Juns', these twelve young talents are all rising stars, although there is still a gap between them and the Four Young Masters, but compared to Zhengdao's younger generation, they are all leading the way!"

"Bah! You old man is blind and talking nonsense! How can those demon sect monsters be compared with my righteous young talents? What nonsense, the four young masters, the four beauties, and the eight horses, they are all self-proclaimed monsters!" The old man on the stage shouted. The words immediately aroused the indignation of the monks in the crowd who claimed to be on the right path. Among them, there was even a young monk who was just starting out. He couldn't help but get excited and shouted and refuted it on the spot, attracting the support of many people of the same faith.

"Cough, cough, this little brother, please think twice before speaking. What this old man said is not just nonsense, but a fact of recent years." The old man on the stage was calm and composed, without the slightest embarrassment of being refuted in person.

"Grandpa, I've advised you to stop accepting these advertisements from the Devil's Cult. You must have been scolded again today." The girl beside the stage suddenly whispered.

A look of helplessness flashed across the face of the old man on the stage, and while drinking tea, he covered his mouth with his robe sleeve and quietly replied: "Xiaohuan, you heartless girl, grandpa, I took these advertisements against my will to support me." you."

Xiaohuan rolled her eyes, and immediately said: "Cut, why don't you see how much money the people from the Blood Refining Hall give you?"

"Cough, cough, dead girl, it's the Holy Blood Refining Sect, how many times have I told you that she is now our patron, you have to show some respect, otherwise she will be unhappy, and we will have to wander around the world again, eating and sleeping in the open Lah." The old man coughed a few times, and then made some excuses.

The young man in the crowd came from a small hermit school in a remote place. This school has always been taught by one person alone, and it pursues the purpose of practicing behind closed doors and not causing external factors, and has always had little contact with the outside world.

However, this young man's nature was out of control and he couldn't bear loneliness. It happened that some time ago, his master had passed away at the end of his life. As a result, he lost his discipline. He suddenly violated his purpose and went down the mountain to join the world, intending to do something. The great cause made him famous, and it coincided with the news of the rare treasure in the dead area, which spread all over the world, so he rushed over to join in the fun.

At this moment, when he saw that his comrades were supporting him, he immediately felt this precious opportunity to become famous, and became more motivated, and immediately asked: "Old man, you have boasted so much about these demons and monsters, how dare you ask them to come out and fight with our righteous heroes?" Let's compete on the spot? Especially the monsters in the Blood Refining Hall, boasting about the Holy Blood Refining Sect, in my Wang Dali's eyes, they are just mobs!"

As soon as this remark came out, the orthodox monk who knew the inside story in the crowd immediately frowned, and cursed inwardly: "Where is the idiot, who doesn't know what's going on, but actually shouted and provoked on other people's territory, isn't he looking for death."

It's just that this thought has not yet settled down, and suddenly heard a scolding voice: "Where did you come from, you don't know how to live and die, you dare to speak insultingly to our Blood Refining Sacred Sect!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw three people slowly coming down from the upstairs, one in front and two behind, a beautiful young girl in the front, wearing a pale yellow dress, with a chill on her pretty face.

And behind her were two men who looked like guards, dressed in red and black clothes, with a wordless evil spirit enveloping them.

All three of them had a star map in the shape of a bucket handle embroidered with gold thread on their chests, which obviously belonged to the same door.

(End of this chapter)