Stone path.

"Loose cultivation, family, sect."

Pang Jian looked at the cultivators emerging from all sides and groaned.

Through Luo Hongyan's narration a while ago, as well as his recent conversation with Gao Yuan, he roughly figured out the cultivation situation of the Third Realm.

In the third realm, the most powerful forces are naturally the five major sects of the Burning Sun Sect, the Blood Moon, the Red Mountain, the Star River Alliance, and the Yin Spirit Temple.

Then, there is the so-called Maison.

Most of the families in the Third Realm were rooted in the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou, building cities to control the mortal people.

Family, attached to sects!

Within the major families, all the children who have the talent for cultivation will be sent to the major sects.

The elders of the sect, in addition to absorbing the disciples through the family, also select suitable talents from the cities controlled by the family.

After the outbreak of the Nether Calamity, the various sectarian forces of the Third Realm were only arranged in advance in many fragmented areas.

If there is no accident, the cultivators from the seven great families of the Nether Realm should all be arranged in the broken ground.

- rather than the rich two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyu.

The reason why this is so is because those families in the Third Realm do not allow the seven families of the Fourth Realm to go to the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou to grab resources with them.

Under sects and families, it is a loose practice.

Cultivators who have not been able to enter the eyes of the major sects and are not from a family are uniformly called casual cultivators.

The status of scattered cultivation in the Third Realm is not only lower than that of the major sects, but also inferior to that of cultivators from families.

Of course, the world-famous high-level overhaul like Cao Mang and Lei Kun is naturally another matter.

"No wonder Yuan Fei ended up so miserable, Gao Yuan didn't have a sense of security......"

Pang Jian was full of thoughts, looking at the endless stream of participants, who were climbing the mountain from different positions.

He soon discovered that the powerful people who occupied the other peaks, from the Burning Sun Sect, the Star River Alliance, and the Blood Moon, were not in a hurry to come to the first peak.

He suddenly guessed that the rally a few days ago should not be able to attract those people.

After observing, Pang Jian, who was preparing to climb the mountain, suddenly realized that Han Ting, who had greeted him, had not said a word.

Turning his head suspiciously, he noticed Han Ting's eyes full of indignation, fixed on the group of five.

That's four men and one woman.

They looked like they were also cultivating, and they were climbing from the first level from the valley next to the first peak, holding a token.

It seems that the five of them are also going to participate in the rally.

The first person has a short beard, wears a cyan robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks like he is in his early thirties.

The man had a storage bag hanging from his waist and chuckled and talked to a petite woman beside him as he walked.

The petite woman is quite beautiful, but her figure is slightly shriveled, which is far from being comparable to Han Ting's popularity.

She looked at the soft and weak, and when she spoke to the man in Tsing Yi, she covered her mouth from time to time and smiled implicitly.

The other three pulled behind, talking to each other, looking around at the nearby Sanxiu.

When you meet an acquaintance, you will nod your head and say hello with a smile from afar.

Han Ting was full of indignant eyes, and she had been following the five people, and her attention was all on this line, so she was not in a hurry to climb the mountain.

Pang Jian was thoughtful.

"Pang Jian, borrow your cave mansion!"

Han Ting gritted her teeth lightly.

Without waiting for Pang Jian to agree, she pushed open the stone door and entered it, and immediately locked it from the inside.

A moment later.

Han Ting, who had changed into a light blue skirt, stepped out of the cave with a little powder, she tied her tight waist with a belt, and the curve of her upper body became more and more exaggerated.

Her long black hair, which is naturally loose, is also fixed with a delicate hairpin, fully presenting that gorgeous face full of temptation.

"Let's go!"

She took the initiative to pull Pang Jian and went to one of the nineteen floors, extending from the top of the mountain to the stone steps at the foot of the mountain.

And this stone step is not the closest one to Pang Jian Cave Mansion.

"Wait a little bit."

Han Ting said in a pleading tone.

Pang Jian nodded coldly.

"Hey, Han Ting!"

"Isn't this Han Ting?"

"I heard that you embezzled Zhang Bin's harvest and escaped to the first peak with injuries, don't you know that Zhang Bin is also here?"

“……”

Han Ting, who was standing motionless on the stone steps, was seen by the familiar Sanxiu who was climbing the mountain on the way, and people kept saying hello.

Pang Jian, who was on the side, noticed that most of the male cultivators were full of lust, lingering on Han Ting's angry figure.

There are some female cultivators, behind the seemingly polite greetings, most of them are full of malice.

Han Ting was calm.

She was obviously used to this, and she didn't even bother to explain, allowing others to criticize her.

Until......

The five people who were always closely watched by her climbed the mountain along this stone step, and they also saw Han Ting from a distance below.

Han Ting's breath was a little unstable at this time, and her calm mood was obviously chaotic.

"Sister Ting......"

The petite woman, at the bottom of the stone steps, greeted timidly and softly.

Ben walked in front, she couldn't help but shrink behind, and let the man in green clothes with a short beard step forward.

"Sister? I can't afford it! ”

Han Ting pursed her lips and said in a weird manner: "My serious injury is due to Ling, and I still found you the magic trick of the Fireworks Flow Poison Palm." But I would never have imagined that you would mix so many highly poisonous things and slap the fireworks on my body, or take advantage of my unpreparedness! ”

"Sister Ting, don't spew blood, it's obvious that you want to monopolize all the gains, so you ......"

Fang Xin shook his head and explained softly.

"What you've done, you know it in your own heart!"

Han Ting said coldly.

Climbers climbing the stone steps, many stopped because of their dispute and looked curiously.

Many of the children of the family above were not in a hurry to climb up, and they were also watching with interest this small commotion that took place between the scattered cultivators.

"The woman's ...... What a seductive figure! ”

"Well, although the appearance is not superb, the figure can make people drool."

"It's a pity that it's just a casual cultivation, there is no sectarian foundation, and the background is a little worse."

Many disciples of the family commented on their heads.

"The young man in black beside Han Ting, do you recognize him?"

Zhang Bin, who stopped, said quietly and softly to Fang Xin behind him: "I've never heard you say that she has such a casual cultivation friend. ”

Fang Xin sighed secretly.

She knew that Zhang Bin still didn't give up on Han Ting, and when she saw that there was suddenly a man next to Han Ting, Zhang Bin didn't ask anything, so she asked the man's identity first.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

Fang Xin glanced at the black-clothed young man who was a cut taller than Han Ting, and also taller than most of the scattered cultivators on the nineteenth floor.

With a tall and refined physique, a cold and tough face, and a pair of calm eyes, looking at the black-clothed young man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, Fang Xin subconsciously compared it with Zhang Bin.

As soon as she compared, she felt that Zhang Bin's appearance and temperament seemed to be inferior to the other party, but fortunately, she ...... Zhang Bin is in the late stage of the innate realm and is about to break through to the cave mystery.

"Nothing else is useless, only the exquisite realm cultivation is real."

Fang Xin, who had been secretly competing with Han Ting, snorted in his heart, still showing weakness and timidity: "I'm a little afraid that she will climb the high branches and seek revenge against us with the help of other people's strength." ”

Zhang Bin frowned.

After a moment's deliberation, he continued to climb the stone steps.

Soon, he arrived in front of Han Ting, and his deep gaze first wandered around Pang Jian, and then he said to Han Ting: "Those things that you take, as long as you hand over the part that belongs to us according to the agreed share, we will not embarrass you." ”

"I almost died, can this be called embarrassing?"

Han Ting tugged at the corners of her mouth and sneered: "Don't come to this set!" Zhang Bin, what are you thinking in your heart, thinking that I can't see it? Stuff and my people, you're going to have it together, right? ”

Zhang Bin shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to talk to you." ”

He was the first to ascend the stone steps.

"Hehe, things and ...... People want it all. It's no problem, the battle between scattered cultivators has always been so cruel and bottomless. ”

"If I change it, I may just want people, and it doesn't matter what I have."

"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to watch."

The children of the family above didn't care about the feelings of Han Ting and Zhang Bin, and after a loud comment, they felt that it was not interesting to go up the mountain one after another.

Han Ting didn't move, she just stood in place, looking at Fang Xin without saying a word.

She watched as Fang Xin changed a stone staircase halfway, and together with the other three cultivators who also coveted her body, she gradually walked towards the height of the first peak.

"Whew!"

After taking a deep breath, Han Ting said to Pang Jian: "I'm sorry, I delayed your time and let you watch the joke." ”

Pang Jian shook his head, but didn't say anything.

"Loose ......"

Through the conversations between the children of the family, the words and expressions of Zhang Bin and Fang Xin, he probably knew what was going on, and he also had a little understanding of the situation of the Third Realm Scattered Cultivators.

The two of them immediately climbed the stone steps.

On the way, Han Ting, who didn't know what to think, didn't speak again, and Pang Jian, who had something on his mind, was also silent all the way.

On the thirty-fifth floor, after the two showed their tokens, they came to the first peak of Yuan Mang.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Pang Jian heard the noise and saw hundreds of people who came first, scattered in various areas to talk.

Before he could take a closer look......

"You both know the rules, right?"

"Tokens, remember to keep them on your body at all times so that our people can listen to your conversations. For every transaction made, whether you are buying a house or a seller, you will be given a tenth of the transaction amount. ”

"Also, for the first three days, the internal trading floor was not open, and you could only be outside."

“……”

A woman in white with a sweet voice sat in the wooden tower at the end of this stone staircase and introduced herself to Pang Jian and Han Ting.

"I know the rules, it's not the first time I've attended."

Han Ting hurriedly said.

"That's good."

The woman in white smiled and nodded.

Pang Jian then noticed that there were many wooden towers nearby, on which sat women dressed in white, who were explaining the rules to the participants who had climbed up from below.

Many of the participants nodded their heads frequently, listening very carefully, for fear of missing something.

These were obviously the first people to participate in such a grand event.

On the stone steps leading to the foot of the mountain, there were more cultivators dressed in different costumes, coming to the top of the mountain like ant colonies.

……

(End of chapter)