The Nameless Realm, the highest level in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, is also the last stop for cultivators to ascend to the Immortal Realm.

Song Tao sat in the Qiankun gourd and flew up, and when his divine sense probed, he found that he had escaped the chaos of the Pure Ming Realm, and immediately couldn't wait to get out of the Qiankun gourd, let go of the wind, and breathe in the fresh air!

By the way, I looked around randomly, studying the situation in this world.

The map here is very small, about the size of a province or city in the secular world where Song Tao was located before cultivating immortals. It also looks ordinary, ordinary landscapes, ordinary small towns, and the most peculiar thing is that you can't even feel a trace of aura here! Many people live here in such an ordinary way, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. It's like a mortal.

Is this the upper level of the Pure Enlightenment Realm? Song Tao couldn't help but wonder, could he have gone to the wrong place again? But after thinking about it, I really have a bow and a snake shadow, this time I really flew up, how could I make a mistake, this must be the upper layer of the Pure Ming Realm, and there is nothing wrong with the last realm of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but I don't know what the name of this place is.

The place where Song Tao stood was a field full of golden unknown grains, and not far in front of him was a small town.

Before entering the city, I saw two old men in simple cloth clothes and white beards scuffling together by the dilapidated city wall, and I don't know what happened!

Song Tao stood aside and watched from a distance, only to see that these two people didn't seem to have spiritual power, could it be that they were mortals? Looking at their scuffling again, they are no different from ordinary mortals, but the two old men, who are estimated to be more than 150 years old together, actually roll and scuffle on the ground like children, which looks very strange!

Song Tao thought about it again and again, couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, took a few steps forward, and asked softly, "Dare to ask the two old men why they are fighting?" ”

Hearing Song Tao's question, the two old men who were scratching their beards and beating their faces stopped out of breath, glared at each other, and spat at the ground in dissatisfaction, and then slowly got up dissatisfied.

One of the old men looked at Song Tao, and suddenly as if he had seen a savior, he rushed over in three steps and two steps, grabbed Song Tao's clothes, and said urgently: "This son, you come to judge the reasoning, this old man stepped on a piece of rice I planted, but he still refused to compensate, you said he ignored it, right?" As he spoke, saliva flew sideways, spraying Song Tao's head and face.

But Song Tao didn't care about this, he was secretly complaining in his heart, for a piece of rice, these two people fought like this, so he just walked all the way to watch the excitement, and he didn't know how much rice he had trampled to death!

At this moment, behind him, a long row of golden rice was lying on the ground with its back facing the sky, and the footprints on it were deep, and many of the rice had been trampled into the mud.

Before the old man's words fell, he suddenly remembered this question, and he nervously pulled Song Tao and looked behind him, just one glance! A wail shook the sky......

The old man looked proud, stood behind and grimaced and said, "You deserve it!" Cheapskate! Look how you compare to me this time! After saying that, he hummed a little song proudly!

"You...... You...... You! The first old man was so grief-stricken that he almost fainted, and he clung to Song Tao and didn't let go.

Song Tao smiled awkwardly, touched his scalp and said, "I'm sorry!" I'll pay you! ”

Before the words fell, the two old men showed a sly look, they actually glanced at each other, it seemed that the two of them had released their previous suspicions and as if everything before was acting, just to lure Song Tao over and call him fooled!

Seeing this scene, Song Tao couldn't help but feel a little nervous, could it be that I was fooled? He subconsciously separated a wisp of divine consciousness and talked to the two old men.

That's not right! But he can't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, just like a mortal! In this case, it is either a mortal or because other people's cultivation is too much higher than their own, and the hidden aura has reached a perfect realm, so they can't feel it. So Song Tao now clearly knew that he was fooled and didn't dare to turn his face casually, but politely grabbed a few gold nuggets from the storage bag and said to the two old men: "I don't know if it's okay to compensate for these?" ”

I thought to myself, if it is a mortal, wherever gold goes, it is a precious thing, and there must be no reason not to want it. If they abandon it, it shows that the identities of the two are not ordinary, and they must be masters!

Sure enough, the first old man just glanced at the gold, not interested at all, but full of interest, looking at Song Tao with bright eyes, and even the old man next to him immediately surrounded him, and looked at Song Tao with a smile, like an old fox.

Oh my God! Aren't they having some kind of bad taste? Song Tao suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if he was crawling with ants.

"Boy, you have said it yourself! The old man's Huanglong Valley is not something that people can step on casually! The first old man said with great interest.

Song Tao looked at this, looked at that, and was speechless for a moment, only to find out now that these two old men look alike! The nose, eyes, and face are almost identical, and even the linen clothes on the body seem to be made by the same person! Sure enough, it's a trap...... Song Tao was speechless for an instant.

"Boy, come with me!" After speaking, the two old men walked towards the city wall with their hands behind their backs and a smug look on their faces. Song Tao had no choice but to follow closely, not knowing what fate awaited him......

The dilapidated city wall seemed to be made of loess, and after turning a corner, I went in, and the place that should have been the city gate was empty and nothing, so there was a huge gap......

There is a long basket in the city wall, several old men and old ladies are dressed as peasants, sitting on the ground behind the basket, the east and west are short chattering to the sky, the basket is full of crisp raw vegetables and brightly colored fruits......

Not far in front is a small restaurant, with an apricot-yellow banner high at the door, a huge "wine!" "The word is waving in the wind......

All kinds of people on the street were endless, and an old man resisted a bunch of crystal clear blood-red rock sugar gourds selling along the street......

Everything here seems to be so peaceful, Song Tao secretly probed with his divine sense, but no one had spiritual power on his body, and suddenly, he was extremely surprised, could it be that all the masters here are above the tribulation period?

The two old men walked around the way to say hello, and staggered through the small city and walked out from another city gate. Outside the city is still an idyllic landscape, through a ravine, and finally came to a thatched hut in the middle of the field. The two old men pushed open the nepeta door that served as a fence and walked in. Song Tao followed in with anxiety in his heart. I don't know what awaits me.

"Do it!" An old man said.

Song Tao looked at it, there was a single room on the left and right of the small thatched hut, separated by a cotton curtain with orchids on a white background. In the middle of the room, there was a table of eight immortals, two pure wooden stools, and countless large and small wooden boxes were placed against the wall next to them, and I don't know what they contained.

The two old men sat down on a stool and looked at Song Tao who was standing on the side with a strange expression.

Song Tao was completely speechless, just two stools, where do you all sit and ask me to sit? Helplessly, he spread his hands and said, "There is no stool!" ”

The two old men suddenly looked enlightened, one of the old men stretched out a hand and patted his head vigorously, ran to the wall and dragged a large wooden box, and motioned for Song Tao to sit on it.

After the three of them sat down, Song Tao couldn't wait to ask the question in his heart, what is this place? What are the two old men going to do to compensate for those grains?

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, and one replied one by one.

It turns out that the name of this world is nameless, it is indeed the highest realm in the world of cultivating immortals, this world was originally a barren land, there is nothing, the only task of the monks who have ascended here is to cross the tribulation here, and if they can survive, they will fly to immortals, and if they can't pass, they will fall into the mud.

It is the last stop in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and you must not use your True Qi here in normal times, because any slightest trace of True Qi may cause a Supreme Heavenly Tribulation! Just because this place is crowded with monks who have crossed the tribulation, and often the heavenly tribulation will cause disaster to others, so everyone has also agreed that they cannot fight with their true qi privately, let alone casually cross the tribulation, causing the heavenly thunder to destroy the only buildings and plants in this realm.

Hearing this, Song Tao finally understood why the two old men were hugging each other and rolling on the ground! However, I still don't understand what price I have to pay to compensate the old man's so-called Huanglong Valley, so naturally I asked for advice again.

As soon as they heard Song Tao ask this, the two old men immediately looked at each other and smiled. said: "My name is Wang Da, his name is Wang Er, our Huanglong Valley is not easy to plant!" Seeds are also precious and hard-won. It is a heavenly immortal seed, and after successful cultivation, it is Huanglong rice that is produced, even if the immortals eat it, they can also improve their physique and remove the impurities of the flesh, let alone mortal monks......"

As soon as he heard this, Song Tao secretly said badly, it seemed that these two old men were going to rip off the bamboo, and said with a bitter face: "Two seniors, I am a poor boy!" I don't think there's anything you can look at! ”

The two old men laughed like old foxes, and Wang Da was the first to open his mouth and say, "We are old!" We won't be able to do these chores in the future......" Wang Er hurriedly added: "I don't need you to compensate anything, as long as you stay and help us plant grain for three years!" ”

"What? Three years? Song Tao couldn't help but scream bitterly when he heard this. If you just step on a few grains that you don't know the name, you will have to plant the grain for three years, and this punishment is too severe! That kind of Huanglong Valley doesn't seem to be as precious as they say at all, and I obviously see a large area of the fields outside, and I don't know what the two old men have in mind. But...... It's the first time I've arrived, and there's no good place to go anyway, so it's better to stay with them than to go out and run around by myself. Thinking of this, in fact, he was already willing in his heart, but he still had to complain and bargain.

This book was first published.

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