The Xianmen Grand Ceremony ended as scheduled.

The three great immortal elders collected twenty outstanding disciples who had passed the test, and returned to the real Penglai with these people.

As for Wu Chong and the young man who was with him, it was as if someone had forgotten about it, and they were thrown into the back mountain wing, just like the other pending disciples waiting to get started.

"Brother Wu, do you think we still have a chance to worship Penglai?"

Fang Qi sat on the big stone at the intersection and asked with a blank expression.

After such a long period of contact, Wu Chong can be regarded as familiar with this young man, of course, most of the time Fang Qi is talking, and Wu Chong basically doesn't talk much.

As time passed, he could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the third layer of Aoki Gong.

Demon skills, once you practice it, you really can't stop.

It's going to grow all the time, it's going to get stronger all the time!

It was so strong that the cultivator couldn't bear it, and then, there would be no more.

"Give it up, kid, don't think that those guys in Penglai who gave you a gift will accept you, which of these people here hasn't given a gift in the first place?" The first old man to speak to them scoffed.

He was the longest in the group.

From the beginning of being full of hope to now being forgotten here by the masters of Penglai, he has forgotten what his original dream was.

Maybe for the group of 'immortal elders' in Penglai, it is fifty years.

But for these people, fifty years could really be most of their lives. How many fifty years can you wait for in the life of an ordinary person? Not to mention that this kind of waiting is basically meaningless, because Penglai's immortal chief has long forgotten him.

"Collect money and don't do anything?"

Fang Qi said that his three views have been refreshed.

When they hadn't come to White Deer City before, their Fang family also had some local power. He has dealt with those big people since he was a child, and in his cognition, it should be natural to collect money to do things. How did it not work here?

"Isn't this also Penglai? What's the difference? ”

Wu Chong is actually not as enthusiastic about joining Penglai as others, and there is only one thing he really cares about from beginning to end, and that is to solve the problem of demon skills.

It's about to reach the third floor.

According to the description of the panel, as soon as he breaks through the third layer, he will be cold.

In this case, he doesn't care what immortal gate is not immortal, just solve the problem.

"Of course it's not Penglai here, including the old guy who received your gifts, and it's not Penglai either."

Not from Penglai?

Then why do you receive gifts, and help Penglai preside over the Xianmen ceremony.

"They are just the gang leaders below Penglai, and every Xianmen ceremony is handled by these gangs, after all, the real Xianmen masters, how can they have the time to deal with these trivial matters."

"The Xianmen Grand Canon, there are no people from the Xianmen coming?"

"Yes, but we can't reach them."

Fifty years is not in vain, although Pu Laohan has never joined Penglai, he is very clear about many things in Penglai.

"In other words, the old man is just a gang figure?" Wu Chong's mind surged.

If only gang figures......

A dangerous thought arose.

"It's indeed a gang, but you must not look down on these gangs, because they are also from the Xianmen to some extent."

Gangs, perhaps at the beginning, were just formed by ordinary martial arts masters.

But after a long time, and having done so many things for Xianmen, it is natural that he knows more. Coupled with the rewards of some demon skills, they have slowly become second-level immortal gates. For the people of this world, the representative of the immortal gate is the three immortal islands. But the three immortal islands are not all, and these second-level immortal gates that surround the three immortal islands have long been out of the ordinary.

Their top-notch combat power is just as powerful.

In White Deer City, in addition to the top-level Penglai Immortal Island, the most powerful are the four major forces.

They are the White Deer City Lord's Mansion, the Three Phase Pavilion, the Death Gate, and the Sea Gang that is most despised by the people in the Immortal Gate.

"Is this still a gang?"

Fang Qi was dumbfounded as he listened.

There are also gangs in their hometown, such as today, there are many gangs, and ordinary people know the existence of gangs from birth. These local gangs are like warlords, but because the transcendents are too powerful, they have not formed a political power, but have evolved into the current gang model.

In the final analysis, it is the lower social structure determined by the forces at the top.

"This is White Deer City!"

The old man sighed.

A sentence about White Deer City illustrates the difference between this area and other places.

To be precise, there are three major immortal islands in the area, all of which are fundamentally different from the places outside. This is the same as the capital of the feudal society, high-grade officials that are rare to see in other places can be seen everywhere in the capital, and even the relatives of the emperor are not a few.

"Since the four major forces in White Deer City are so powerful, why don't we join them? Isn't it also possible to cultivate to become an immortal? Fang Qi was a little shaken.

Instead of wasting time on Penglai's side, it is better to try your luck on the side of the four major forces.

As long as you can become an immortal, nothing else matters.

"Because of demon skills."

Pu Laohan is also idle and boring, in fact, basically every one of them is very idle, because Penglai or the members of the four major forces who are responsible for taking care of them never care about them.

"You've also practiced demon skills, right?"

"Yes."

This is not a secret, and Wu Chong did not deliberately hide it.

Because there are not a few people who practice demon skills in White Deer City, this is very different from the information they came into contact with before coming to this area.

"Something is wrong, right?"

The old man gloated.

The old guy laughed very badly.

"To practice demon skills, in addition to qualification restrictions, there is also the most important point, which is stability."

"Stability?"

It was the first time Wu Chong had heard of this word.

"Demon Gong is a technique transformed by human beings imitating the night demon, so since it is imitated, there must be an object." The old man doesn't hide anything at all, but the things he said are not secrets, as long as he mixes here for a long time, he will eventually find out.

"Have you ever seen explosives?"

"Dynamite?"

Wu Chong couldn't understand how the demon skill was related to explosives.

The technology of this world is crooked, and black powder has long existed, but this kind of thing has no effect on the night demon, let alone those almost weird pollutants.

When individual force can suppress a group, thermal weapons are not so attractive. But even so, there are still people in this world who are studying these things, and they think that this is also a way to save the world.

"The more powerful the explosive, the worse the stability, and the same goes for demon skills."