If you have the talent for cultivation, and after cultivating to F(+) and breaking through to E(-), you still need to climb three more small stages to reach the captain's realm strength.

The gap between the E and F realms is a qualitative change, normally the E(-) realm can lead the team to go out on duty, but because the realm here is more dangerous, the E(+) realm cultivators are arranged.

E(+) is a powerhouse that can be called a half-step D-class realm.

And the D-level realm, that is the true cultivator who can start cultivating spiritual weapons, nurturing the sea of qi, and shaking Wan Jun with spiritual power.

When a cultivator crosses the threshold of the D-level realm and becomes a C-level realm powerhouse, it is a self-propelled natural disaster, a strong existence of the enemy of all hosts.

The F(+) cultivators they were present were not enough to beat them with a finger.

As for the existence of the B-level realm, it is said that they are all the guards of the core realm, and to what extent they can cultivate to what extent, they can only make up through their imagination.

In fact, when the boys talk about the D-class realm, a lot of information is very missing, after all, they don't know it themselves.

When Yin Hang heard this, he was also a little relieved.

At first, he thought that Wei Lan and them were missing, but now that he looks at it, it is obviously Yin Hang and Luo'er who are missing.

But Yin Hang always felt that something was awkward and wondered.

Because in their description, the C-level realm seems to be an unbelievably strong existence.

Stepping through the void, exaggerated adjectives such as referring to shattered galaxies began to appear.

But when he snatched the spirit stone in actual combat, he had obviously also encountered a cultivator who claimed to be a C-level realm.

Although that guy's black armor is indeed difficult, and he has not been able to break the defense with all his might, when he is deep in his own domain, he is completely unable to move, and in the end, when he fights hard, he does not feel much strong combat power.

Could it be that guy is just bluffing himself?

"By the way, you're also a cultivator, right?" A boy asked suddenly.

In fact, when Yin Hang asked the question just now, they tacitly assumed that Yin Hang was a cultivator, after all, there was still a difference between his reaction and that of ordinary people.

"Uh......" Yin Hang hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "Count?" ”

The others were stunned for a moment.

What is it called?

Is that still what counts?

But thinking of the F(-) cultivation mentioned by Yin Hang just now, it is estimated that it is his own cultivation.

In their eyes, it was indeed difficult to be called a cultivator.

"By the way, what are you from?" The boy beside Yin Hang poked his head over, and his tone was not as complacent as he was just now, "Sect or Daoyuan class?" ”

Yin Hang didn't want to mention the identity of his Dao Yuan class, after all, it would be very troublesome to explain.

"Qingyu Pavilion," Yin Hang felt a little inappropriate after speaking, and added: "Students in the joint training class." ”

"Joint training class?" The boy hadn't heard of Qingyu Pavilion, but when he heard about the joint training class, he basically understood, and then he pointed to the two people in the distance: "The captain of our hunting team, and the girl named Song Jingjing, are all from the Daoyuan class." ”

"If you're going to be a clerical in the future, you can get to know them in advance now."

"These are rare connections, and even the only future bigwig you'll ever have access to."

The boy paused for a moment when he said this, and then said in a tone that seemed to be heartfelt: "Although you may not like to hear me say this, there are really not many ways out of the joint training class, and in the end, they are basically clerical." ”

"This secret realm event, you can take it as your chance, looking for an opportunity to make friends with these Heavenly Pride of the Dao Yuan Class."

……

While the boys were chatting casually, Song Jingjing stepped on tiptoe and came to An Tong's side.

"Sister An, how are you talking?"

An Tong was looking in the direction of Yin Hang in a daze, but Song Jingjing suddenly spoke up, almost scaring her.

"How?" An Tong asked with a frown.

Song Jing smiled quietly without saying a word, revealing an expression of 'you know'.

An Tong felt inexplicable, but her mind was now on her husband, and she worked hard to take care of this girl.

And she watched Yin Hang chatting with those boys, and her fingers around the grass stalks on her legs were also sulking.

How long have you been talking about this, have you forgotten that you still have a wife waiting for you here?

Can't you take advantage of the break to talk to me?

When you go back to the camp, you have to wait until you go back, right?!

Damn!

And when An Tong sulked, Luo'er also held her legs and stared blankly in the remote.

The hunting party rested for about twenty minutes, and then set off to continue on their way.

They were lucky enough to find three deer drinking on the side of the road, which was a real surprise.

Although the deer in the secret realm ran much faster than the cheetahs outside the secret realm, under the cultivation of the captain E (+) realm, they completed the hunt cleanly, and the way they handled the prey seemed to be more professional than Wei Lan and them.

After walking for half an hour, when the sky began to darken, the hunting party finally saw the light curtain at the edge of the realm.

About fifty meters in front of the light curtain, there was a place that looked like a camp, and two or three of the cultivators were all looking focused...... Watch movies on your phone.

Noticing their footsteps, a cultivator dressed in neat black robes stepped towards them.

After talking to the captain of the hunting team for a while, he leaned over to Yin Hang and Luo'er, staring at them carefully for a moment.

Finally, he took out two oval-shaped metal plates from his pocket, which were black and white identification plates.

The black identification card was given to Luo'er, and the white identification card was placed in Yin Hang's hand.

"Registration card, remember to register first when you enter the camp." The other party found the little girl beside Yin Hang at this time, and frowned slightly: "We have a special place here to take care of children, of course, we can also let her follow you." ”

Yin Hang wanted to ask the little girl, but she hurriedly grabbed Yin Hang's finger.

"Then don't run around," the black-robed cultivator wanted to tease her, but the little girl shrank tightly behind Yin Hang.

And at this moment, the girl who noticed the white identification card in Yin Hang's hand came over with some curiosity.

"White card?" The girl asked suspiciously, "Isn't he a cultivator?" ”

"Huh?" The black-robed cultivator was a little puzzled, and then he glanced at Yin Hang for the second time, and finally closed his eyes with a frown, and began to breathe extremely regularly.

After a moment, the cultivator reopened his eyes and said with great certainty: "Definitely yes, I didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in him, I'm afraid I don't even have the talent for cultivation." ”

"How can it be a cultivator?"

"What?" The girl looked at Yin Hang with some incomprehension.

And just when Yin Hang didn't know how to explain, a boy next to him hurriedly leaned over and said with a smile: "Mistake, mistake, we made a mistake, let's go to register first, don't bother you." ”

Immediately, he whispered in Yin Hang's ear: "Dude, it's really not, even if you are not a cultivator, you are very welcome in the camp, but the work is different." ”

"And...... In the secret realm, don't be reckless in anything, otherwise you will really die. ”

When the boy persuaded Yin Hang, his mood was also slightly complicated.

He was injured like that, and he still insisted that he was a cultivator, and he could only barely say that his courage was commendable.

Of course, the combat effectiveness that F(-) can have is actually not much worse than that of professional boxers and sanda athletes.

If you have to pretend hard, it doesn't mean that you can't do it, but when it comes to actual fighting, there is an essential difference.

Let's just say that a non-cultivator who has not undergone cultivation of physical fitness, even if it is just ordinary bleeding or infection, may have half a life.

How is it possible to participate in the actual battle in the secret realm?

After the boy said this, he saw that Yin Hang did not speak.

In the eyes of the other party, it is estimated that it is a tacit acquiescence.

And when they left the camp and walked towards the light curtain of the realm, Yin Hang silently turned his head and carefully observed for a moment the black-robed cultivator who had gone back to watch movies on his mobile phone.

Noticing Yin Hang's gaze, the boy next to him smiled and said, "That buddy is very adaptable, and the ability to awaken is particularly sensitive to spiritual power, so he is specifically responsible for guarding the door of the realm." ”

"This ability is extremely rare, and unless you can deliberately disguise it, you can't fool his perception at all."

"But as long as you are the slightest bit different, the two cultivators next to him are very capable of fighting, and I estimate that there is at least a D(+) level powerhouse."

Finally, when they were about to get close to the light curtain, the boy laughed and continued to talk to the two boys.

After knowing that Yin Hang had no cultivation talent, he still had an obvious sense of distance.

After all, what they are talking about can be said to have nothing to do with Yin Hang, just like talking about games with cloud players.

But An Tong finally had the opportunity to get back to Yin Hang's side.

An Tong saw that he was busy before, and he didn't squeeze over even if he gritted his teeth.

"Husband." An Tong rubbed Yin Hang's arm.

"Well, I actually ......" Yin Hang still didn't know how to explain what happened just now.

"Why did you ignore me just now?" An Tong pouted, looking very unhappy.

Yin Hang was slightly stunned, but he couldn't speak, and finally smiled as if relieved: "I'm sorry, wife." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not sorry," An Tong raised his hand and pinched Yin Hang's nose, "You have to accompany me when you get to the camp." ”

But when An Tong said this, Yin Hang just passed through the light curtain of the realm, and a strong sense of dizziness hit him in an instant.

Yin Hang, who couldn't stand at all, almost fell, and the little girl who followed Yin Hang hurriedly wanted to support him, but her strength was soft, and when Yin Hang was about to be planted head-on on the ground, An Tong held her husband tightly in her arms.

Song Jingjing exclaimed on the spot after discovering it.

Fake falling, right, what a high rank!

As for the other cultivators, when they heard the shouts and noticed this, they also had some understanding.

Ordinary people who didn't have the talent for cultivation all had similar symptoms to a greater or lesser extent when they passed through the realm.

But Yin Hang's performance was even more serious, to the point of almost fainting.

This can only prove that what the cultivators guarding the realm said is not wrong.

Then Yin Hang bit his tongue, and his blurred eyes became clear.

And the realm scene that appeared in front of him actually had a feeling of paradise.

They stood on a high position, looking out into the distance to the habitable plain, and the camp had a sense of rural déjà vu, with many low bamboo huts scattered along the clear river.

Because the sky is getting dark, and in the distance of the realm is the dusk that is about to dissipate, the cooking smoke is faint, and there are many pedestrians busy with each other, as if there is a sense of beauty and comfort.

And when the hunting party appeared on this side of the light curtain, there seemed to be people who were involved in the work to dock.

After asking the captain for a while, Luo'er's situation seemed to be a bit special and needed to be handed over and dealt with separately, while Yin Hang followed the normal process of entering the camp.

Song Jingjing, who was in the distance, immediately sighed.

Because Sister An was about to be abducted by this boy named Lu Hang.

I haven't had time to match it yet!

Seeing this, Song Jingjing hurriedly waved his hand.

"What's wrong?" An Tong glared directly.

"We have to go back and write an attendance report." Song Jingjing pestered the captain to inquire about a lot of news, although the purpose was quite impure, but now there was a 'reliable' that made An Tong grit his teeth.

You are only a dead Song Jingjing, and you are not bad for me to write those broken reports!

"Wife, you go first." Yin Hang comforted softly, he felt that this kind of thing was quite serious.

An Tong pouted hard.

You don't know how to keep your wife?!

"I'm in the G6 area, No. 23," An Tong stretched out his finger and pinched Yin Hang's arm, "Remember to come to me earlier!" ”

"Okay."

After separating from An Tong, Yin Hang entered the gathering area of the camp.

Truth be told, the glow of the camp dusk was like a filter, and when he actually entered, the mess and noise were quite noticeable.

But after all, it was built improvly, and it was much stronger than a damp cave.

When Yin Hang was guided into an office hall that looked quite spacious, he found that there were still quite a lot of people waiting inside.

They formed a long registration line, and at the front of the line, there was only one young man wearing glasses working, extremely busy.

Because Yin Hang was the last to enter the office hall, he was at the end of the waiting line.

Compared to the neat hiking suit he was wearing, the other survivors in the line were dressed in tatters, their hair was crusted, and some of them were bandaged and covered in blood, and their haggard faces were compared to those of the skeletons they had encountered before.

It's hard to imagine what they've all been through.

And the ones in their hands or around their necks are all the same white identification cards as Yin Hang.

After waiting for almost half an hour, it was finally Yin Hang's turn, and the clerk with a tired face took out two application forms and handed them to Yin Hang and the little girl who followed him.

The content is basic information, such as name, ID number, home address, home contact information, etc......

And there was a computer on the clerk's desk.

Yin Hang also smiled awkwardly, fortunately those cultivators didn't follow him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it if he found that he opened a trumpet.

When Yin Hang finished filling in this information and submitted it to the other party, the clerk's eyebrows suddenly twisted no different from twisted.

"I said, buddy, don't we have a table there?"

Before the clerk's words fell, the little girl next to Yin Hang also carefully filled it out, and timidly passed Yin Hang and handed it to the clerk.

And after the other party took it, he immediately exclaimed.

"My mother, you two are broken words!"

(End of chapter)