Chapter 214: Calculations and Transactions Are Everywhere

At Zhao Sheng's yin and yang strange tone, the nine idiots smiled indifferently: "Brother Zhao, don't blame me for not reminding you." You care about the life and death of mortals, but the human race will not accept your affection. Be careful that both sides are not pleased! Don't forget that there is an old saying in the human race, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different. ”

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looking at the meaningful nine idiot real people, but he didn't open his mouth to argue.

Seeing this situation, the nine idiots were sure in their hearts, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and said with a warm smile: "I heard you say that you are going to the refugee city just now. This seat happened to be fine. I'll just go with you. ”

"With this little thing, you don't have to worry about the seniors." Zhao Sheng excused himself.

"It's fine. This seat is idle and boring, just to catch up with you. When I return to Lingyuan, I can't say that I have to ask for a favor from you. "The nine idiots are amazingly thick-skinned, and they don't mean to deliberately maintain a real image in front of the juniors.

The reason why the nine idiots used an equal status to communicate with Zhao Sheng even had a little flattery.

Not only because Zhao Sheng was the one chosen by the Ice King, the Ice King has a high power, and after being promoted to Yuanying, he will become an elder in the demon ruins.

And he is a member of the Ice King's line, and marrying Zhao Sheng is what the Ice King likes.

In addition, he also took a fancy to Zhao Sheng's potential and deliberately befriended him in advance.

People are shameless, invincible in the world!

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng couldn't do anything about him, so he had to turn his head and tell the ice girl, "Go to the refugee city!" ”

As soon as the ice girl bent and said yes, the nine idiots earnestly proposed: "Hey, let the old man's tiger owl carry us there!" The refugee city is dozens of miles away. Fly and go faster! ”

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presently

The tiger owl fluttered its wings and flew up, carrying Zhao Sheng, Nine Idiots and others to the southwest of Longshou Island.

Thirty miles deep into the inner island of Longshou Island, the refugee city was originally a large mortal city, but now it is temporarily requisitioned as a prison city for mortal refugees.

Near the refugee city is the largest alluvial plain on Longshou Island, which is fertile for thousands of miles, and is a famous food crop production area, feeding nearly 10 million people on Longshou Island.

As the tiger owl gradually penetrated deeper into the inner island, Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that in addition to the fang markets and cities along the coast that were destroyed by sea beasts, the villages and towns in the fields and towns of the inner island were rarely affected, and most of them did not experience war. The villages and towns are orderly, and the mortals work at sunrise and rest at sunset, as if they have nothing to do with the island attack war dozens of miles away.

Seeing that Zhao Sheng was surprised, the Nine Idiots couldn't help but smile proudly: "Brother Zhao, don't you think it's quite a surprise!"

"It was quite unexpected." Zhao Sheng said bluntly.

"Hey, hey! You are not knowledgeable enough to understand the truth. The doorway is too deep, let alone you, even the old man only knows a thing or two. ”

"Oh"

Zhao Sheng nodded thoughtfully, but didn't mean to continue asking.

Seeing this, the face of the nine idiots froze, and they were thinking about how to arouse the other party's interest in continuing to ask.

At this moment, the tiger owl closed its wings and swooped down.

On the ground below, a large city covering an area of dozens of miles, with houses and buildings like ancient times, came into view.

Bang!

The tiger owl landed on a specially carved square in the middle of the city.

Zhao Sheng and the others jumped off the tiger owl, and saw two pairs of people walking quickly at the edge of the square.

The leaders are two bald giants who are nearly two feet tall and muscular, and at a glance they know that they are sea giants.

They were followed by a dozen or so dejected-looking Terrans, both young and old, male and female.

Everyone wore a silver-white collar around their necks, and they were all immortal cultivators.

"Who's here? Pleaseβ€”"

Halfway through the conversation, it suddenly stopped.

At this time, the Ice Maiden took out a round token made of thousand-year-old ice jade from her sleeve, with an ancient rune engraved on the front and a towering ice peak on the back.

"The Ice King ordered again, don't wait for it to retreat quickly!"

The two sea giants glanced at each other, knelt down in unison and saluted their chests, and shouted, "Whoa! The subordinates retired. ”

At this time, the Terran slave guards behind them knelt down one after another.

After the two sea giants finished saluting, they immediately got up and simply turned around and left with the slave guards.

Looking at the back of the distant Terran immortal cultivator, Zhao Sheng's eyes were deep and inexplicable.

Just now, he was keenly aware that the eyes of these people looking at him were full of fear and panic, but there were also a few young people who had incomparable resentment hidden in their eyes.

has been undercover for a hundred years, and the skills of the nine idiots to observe words and emotions are undoubtedly full.

When he saw this scene in his eyes, his heart moved, and he suddenly pretended to smile proudly: "Brother Zhao, do you know? This refugee city is almost autonomous for the human race, and there are less than thirty people belonging to us. And all the people in the city were well fed and slewd. Except that there is no freedom, it is no different from the outside.

We spirits are a hundred times more noble than humans. As long as these people stay here obediently, we don't care to use punishment and other indiscriminate means. ”

Zhao Sheng asked in a deep voice, "How many people are here?"

"About 500,000! The vast majority are mortals. Hehe, they are all three generations of direct relatives of the Terran immortal cultivators. ”

Zhao Sheng stood in the middle of the square, releasing his divine sense with all his might.

The consciousness spread out, and he swept the surroundings, and saw that the rooms, floors, and corridors of the surrounding buildings were full of people.

Most of them had sad expressions and look of fear and uneasiness, but their faces were ruddy, as if they had never been hungry.

At this time, the refugee city was very quiet, and the air was filled with the air of dead silence and oppression.

Zhao Sheng walked down the square and walked casually along the main road in the city.

Under the divine sense, the buildings on both sides of the street were also full of people, who only moved around in a limited space, and rarely went out.

After walking for a few miles, the nine idiots said smugly: "How is it?" The old man didn't lie to you! The moral sentiments of the Spirit Race are a hundred times higher than that of the filthy and despicable Terrans. ”

"Where is the immortal cultivator?" Are they all put to death? Zhao Sheng asked coldly.

"Huh! Those above the foundation realm were imprisoned in prison, and most of the remaining ones were planted with spiritual bans and thrown into spiritual mines to mine. The area near Longshou Island is rich in underwater minerals, and mining is also a waste utility. ”

"Devouring the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"

Zhao Sheng pondered secretly after listening.

The way the Spirit Clan dealt with immortal cultivators was really strange, and the formation of the Refugee City was even more strange inside and out.

The Spirit Race and the Human Race are obviously enemies of life and death. Why did he not choose to kill on a large scale after capturing Longshou Island?

Could it be that all this is related to the star gods?

At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of whether the 500,000 people and immortal cultivators in the refugee city were all "hostages".

Maybe.. Is there finally some kind of deal between the top of the two communities?

Zhao Sheng was surprised by his bold idea.

suddenly

He stopped, his brow furrowed slightly.

Because a strange scene suddenly appeared within the scope of his consciousness.

In a courtyard twenty-one feet away on his left. There was a rally going on.

The courtyard was crowded with people, densely packed, and a high platform was set up in the middle, and an old monk in ink armor sat on the high platform.

At this time, he was preaching Buddhist scriptures to the people below.

"The Buddhas of the Bodhisattvas... The light shines... Immeasurable eon..."

Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked at the courtyard, his divine sense swept over the old monk, but he found that this person was aging and was a mortal.

Zhao Sheng turned his head and asked, "Senior Nine Idiots, are monks allowed to preach in the refugee city?"

"Well, it looks like you've found out, too! No big deal. Ancient Buddhism preached here, with the tacit approval of the high-level. Besides, this is an internal matter of the Terrans themselves. It has nothing to do with our spirit race. It would be better if ancient Buddhism could fight with the Star God Palace. The nine idiots said disapprerovantly.

Zhao Sheng turned his head, his eyes flashed a few times, and then continued to walk forward.

When everyone walked to the gate of the city, Zhao Sheng secretly counted them, and found three monks along the way, and there were thousands of bewitched "believers" in the city.

When everyone is terrified, it is the perfect time to preach and preach.

Ancient Buddhism is really able to see the needle, and I'm afraid it also has a deal with the spirit race.

In addition, Zhao Sheng also found that the proportion of women in the city was very high, and he saw many strange things about daytime prostitution.

This forced him to suspect that everything was intentional on the part of the Spirit Clan.

As for why? Apparently in order to give birth to as many Spiritual Root babies as possible.

Zhao Sheng sighed secretly in his heart, the spirit clan's abacus is really fine!

……

When Zhao Sheng explored the Refugee City, it was located in the depths of the Spirit Cave Mansion of a certain second-order spiritual vein under the sea area a hundred miles northwest of Longshou Island.

The cave is covered in silver, and it is full of cold and icy air, and the flowers of ice are floating in the cave, whirling. As soon as it touched the wall, it exploded and froze everything. The snow-white frost spreads everywhere, and you can feel a chill on your face.

On the ice seat in the depths of the spirit cave, a young man in white clothes and silver hair was clasping his hands crossed, and the white light between his mouth and nose was endless, causing the surrounding cold ice qi to fluctuate and fluctuate.

Suddenly, the jade plaque on this person's waist continued to flicker, and the silver-haired young man frowned, reached out and took off the jade plaque, and punched into it with a wisp of divine consciousness.

In the next moment, under the light on the surface of the jade plate, some information poured into the silver-haired young man's mind. His face suddenly turned extremely cold.

"Zhao Chonghe! … Hehe! The silver-haired young man muttered to himself, let out a sneer, and soon fell silent again.

At the same time, somewhere underground on Longshou Island, in a hidden space. A thin young man dressed in a hundred skull robes sat opposite a middle-aged man wearing a jade crown and ink armor, and a portrait of a figure was placed on the stone table in the middle, which looked like Zhao Sheng.

This middle-aged man in ink armor is extremely handsome, although the surface only shows the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, but the whole person exudes a mysterious aura.

"Is this the target?" The thin young man asked slowly.

The middle-aged man in Mojia smiled noncommittally and said, "This person's real name is Zhao Chonghe, and this is some of his information." Kill him in ten days. The Skull Codex is yours. β€œ

"That's true!" The thin young man was extremely excited, and asked greedily with his eyes.

The middle-aged man pushed over the two jade slips and said, "One of them records the first two layers of the Skeleton God Codex. It's a deposit. ”

The thin young man snatched the jade slip, and his divine sense penetrated into it, and soon he let out a smile of surprise and said decisively: "This deal!" My skeleton boy took it! ”

……

After returning from the refugee city, Zhao Sheng refused everyone's invitation and locked himself in the cultivation room to bury himself in penance.

Three days later, in the cultivation room, Zhao Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged, had a solemn face, his hands were constantly beating, and the blood light kept merging into the blood escape talisman in mid-air.

Two quarters of an hour later, after inhaling so many essences and blood spiritual power, the palm-sized blood escape talisman began to swell brightly, gradually giving birth to layers of blood-colored halos.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng's spirits perked up, he opened his mouth again, and spurted out a stream of blood in his heart, which fell on the blood escape talisman.

The Blood Escape Fu ignited an invisible blood flame.

"Melt!"

Zhao Sheng's eyes froze, and a little black light suddenly shot out from the purple mansion on his forehead, and in a flash, he disappeared into the blood escape talisman.

In an instant, all the blood flames converged, turning into countless mysterious blood-colored runes that appeared on the surface of the rune.

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand and made a move, and the blood soul talisman flew over and landed on his hand.

This Blood Escape Talisman has mutated into a Blood Soul Talisman because it has fused into a trace of divine soul.

The Blood Soul Talisman is a second-order special escape talisman that Zhao Sheng has painstakingly studied for nearly a hundred years, has been studying since the previous life, and has only recently created it.

Although it is a talisman, it has the effect of confusing others, especially for high-level immortal cultivators.

Seeing that the talisman was really formed, Zhao Sheng's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he immediately carefully hid it in the waist compartment.

Half a month later.

The door of the secret room, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and Zhao Sheng slowly walked out of it.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Shengfang walked out of the room, he suddenly turned his head to look at the corridor on the side.

I saw a flash of light over there, and two figures galloped towards them, as fast as lightning.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at this momentum, the two of them were coming towards him.

Boom!

The two figures fell a few feet in front of Zhao Sheng, stirring up a gust of airflow and shock, revealing the figures of two young men.

At first, he was wearing a snow-white robe, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a handsome appearance, and a faint starlight shooting out between his eyebrows, giving people the illusion that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but a very cold ice flower.

Although the other man was tall and thin, every muscle on his body was like steel, and it seemed that there was a strong explosive power in it.

"Who are the two?" Zhao Sheng looked at the two people who were obviously not good, his expression did not change, and he asked slowly.

"I'm the Spirit Clan's King Foyu, and this one next to me is Wang Fochong." The white-robed man looked Zhao Sheng up and down, and said hehe.

The muscular male king Fo Chong stared at Zhao Sheng's eyes like a knife, and did not speak immediately.

"Oh, it turned out to be two spirit sons, but it's disrespectful! I wonder what the two of you have to teach when they come here? Zhao Sheng ignored the gaze of the two, and still asked with a blank expression.

"You're the wild boy who came back from outside?" Wang Fo rushed forward and finally opened his mouth with a sneer.

"Hmph." When Zhao Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"It's good, but it looks like a dog. The two of us came to you to tell you that the Ice King had given up on you. Don't be delusional. Wang Foyu said coldly.

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he was slightly stunned at first, but immediately the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he looked at the two people in front of him again with a strange gaze.

"Why, do you want us to say it again? How noble is the status of the Ice King. With your humble bloodline, where can you be worthy of the name of the disciple of the Ice King. ”

Seeing Zhao Sheng's expression, the white-robed king Foyu snorted lightly and said, his tone full of undoubted meaning.