In the dim cabin, the years are unknown, and Ye Ling doesn't know how long the ship has been drifting.

On this day, the rickety cabin finally came to a halt.

Ye Ling and his party were driven out of the cabin.

I saw that the surrounding fog was filled, and the direction could not be discerned in the vast sea.

At the dock of the ship, a group of soldiers in leather armor can be faintly seen.

Ye Ling and his party were driven off the boat.

After looking for it, he didn't find Hai Ruiming and Zhu Xiaozhen, Ye Ling shook his head with a wry smile.

"Qiang"

At this time, the sound of gold and iron sounded.

"Ahh

I saw the heads fall to the ground, looking for prestige, it was the group of helmsmen who drove the boat.

"Here, it's a paradise island, here, I'm heaven, all you can do is obey or die"

The person who spoke, burly, middle-aged, with a face full of horizontal flesh, looked like a violent person.

"My lord, I don't know what you need us to do," Ye Ling asked in a low voice.

Ye Ling's experience doomed him to not be able to do the kind of temperament that would rather bend than bend.

He only has three words in his dictionary to live.

Even if he is as humble as dust, and bends his knees into dust, he will not hesitate to do so.

Ye Ling knew that the next road would definitely be a worrying fate, and all he could do was adapt.

"You're good!" The middle-aged man patted Ye Ling's shoulder appreciatively.

Seeing the people around him, his eyes were either panicked or dead, and in comparison, Ye Ling's behavior was very abrupt.

Kill the group of people at the helm, first, to extinguish the mouth, and second, to kill the chickens and set an example.

Seeing the trembling appearance of the slave, the middle-aged man led by him was very satisfied.

What followed was nothing more than a series of intimidation and coercion, this set of which Ye Ling had long been used to and didn't care, just pretend to listen carefully.

As for those who work well, can go out, and can receive a lot of money, Ye Ling automatically filtered it.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man left, and the soldiers with weapons in their hands led the group into the depths of the island.

"Bruce, follow me later," Ye Ling reminded in a low voice.

"Ye Ling, you don't seem to be afraid," Bruce asked softly.

Although Bruce is strong and strong, the bloody scene still makes him unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Their boatload of about 100 people is now divided into several squads, a small group of about 10 people.

Looking at this militarized separation, Ye Ling's doubts in his heart were even worse.

This is not a petty fight between landlords buying and selling slaves, these people are real soldiers, and the iron-blooded atmosphere of soldiers is very strong.

Before I reached my destination, I smelled a burst of aroma between my noses.

The soldier who led the way shouted loudly: "The Metropolitan Governor is kind-hearted, and he knows that you have traveled long distances, so he has specially prepared delicacies for you."

"As long as you work hard for the Metropolitan Governor, the Metropolitan Governor will not treat you badly, there will be your work arrangements tomorrow, tonight, enjoy yourself" After speaking, the soldiers and their party left.

"Oh, this is Kyoto's glutinous cake, this is Suzhou and Hangzhou mille-feuille, these...

Seeing the food in front of them, the dozen or so people who were still nervous suddenly relaxed.

Most of these people were born poor, and in other words, the food on the table was only heard, let alone eaten now.

A group of people swooped like hungry wolves.

Ye Ling pulled Bruce to find a remote corner, he hadn't eaten for a long time, and these days, it was either pickled vegetables or hard steamed buns.

However, Ye Ling kept an eye on it, and he quietly hid some easy-to-carry food in his pocket.

"Bruce, you're hiding, too"

"Ye Ling, what are you doing here, don't you hurry up and wait for it to be gone" Bruce was gobbling things into his mouth.

Ye Ling had no choice but to stuff a few pieces of pastry into Bruce's clothes.

The night was calm and I was satisfied.

But Ye Ling knew that the world was so beautiful.

At dawn, when everyone was still asleep, Ye Ling opened his eyes and got up.

He wanted to investigate the place where he was going to survive.

Ye Ling originally thought that those soldiers would restrict their freedom, but after inquiring, he learned that except for the middle of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, which could not enter, all free activities would not be interfered with.

After a morning of shopping, Ye Ling finally got a general understanding of this so-called paradise island.

No, it's appropriate to call it Alcatraz.

Their group of slaves had only one job, and that was to look for something in the pile of the dead, for something called a spirit.

The spirit is also the common currency of the island, and the spirit can be exchanged for food, or luxury housing, or even women.

Paradise Island is a remote island overseas, surrounded by fog all year round, but the biggest secret here is the secret experimental base of the Tianwu Empire.

At this time, the Tianwu Empire was fighting with the Shenxiao Empire, and this war had been fought for nearly twenty years, which is why there were many horses in the country, but the imperial court let it exist, not because the imperial court did not want to clean it up, but because it had already taken care of itself.

The national strength of the two countries has always been between the two countries, and no one can help the other, which also makes the Tianwu Empire have bad intentions.

Superbiological experiments have always been taboo, because superbiology exists a lot of uncontrollable.

A thousand years ago, it caused a catastrophe.

It was a sect called the Five Poisons Sect, and it poured all the power of the sect into creating a supercreature called the Five Poison Beasts, and this monster destroyed the Five Poisons Sect as soon as it was born.

In order to bring disaster to the world, he slaughtered 100,000 living beings in January, and in the end, he had no choice but to unite all the top sects at that time and do his best to kill them.

To know which battle, Tianzun alone dispatched dozens of them.

Don't think that the dozen or so Heavenly Venerables are exaggerated, you must know that it is the essence of this continent for nearly a thousand years.

After the war, the strength of the mainland's martial arts fell for at least nearly two hundred years.

The last paper ban came out, and all superbiological research will be punished by the whole world.

And now, the Tianwu Empire dared to touch the taboo, Ye Lingzhi felt that there was a knife hanging above his head, which would fall at any time.

Could it be a conspiracy to leave the Fire Palace?

Although the empire is powerful, in a world where martial arts are respected, force has always been greater than everything.

And the supporter behind the Tianwu Empire is the Nanming Lihuo Palace.

Everyone on the mainland knows that there are only three top-notch sects now.

Nanming leaves the Fire Palace.

Sword Mountain Gate.

Donglai Temple.

Of course, this is the force on the surface, and how many top forces there are in the secret, unless they are up-and-coming, no one knows.

If you want to talk about the empire controlled by the Fire Palace, in fact, the Shenxiao Empire is also one of them.

It stands to reason that they are all on the same camp, so why do they keep fighting?

It is very big away from the Fire Palace, as big as a hundred factions, these factions are open and secret, and who is not fighting more than once.

There are even clear regulations that sect forces are not allowed to meddle in secular imperial power, and those who control imperial power are not allowed to cultivate to the Supreme Heavenly Venerable.

To say why.

Then we have to talk about the longevity of the cultivator.

The longevity of a strong human spirit can be increased by ten years, and a strong earth spirit is twenty years.

As for Tianzun, the longevity can be increased by two hundred years.

The life span of a human being is only a hundred years, which must be based on good health and longevity, and ordinary people have a lifespan of only sixty or seventy.

Think about it, if the ruler of imperial power does not die for two hundred years, then the order will be chaotic.

Therefore, the world of cultivators forcibly stipulates that the imperial power cannot be controlled by the Heavenly Venerable, and the sect is not allowed to interfere in the world.

It is because of this regulation that the order is normal.

The prosperity and decline of the dynasty, the ebb and flow of the great river, is the reincarnation of heaven, and the order cannot be disordered.