"Ahhh

"Damn, Lao Tzu just wants to pick a flower, why is the sea of flowers here crazy?"

"Hell...... Help!"

Fang Rui, who was sitting cross-legged in the air outside the mountain gate of the Yanbai Mountain Range, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard the continuous ghost screams coming from his ears.

It has been a few days since Zhongtai Star settled down.

However, all of the ten squads led by a hundred medium-sized immortals, as well as one mid-grade Heavenly Immortal, two Lower Heavenly Immortals, and two upper grade Immortals, were still collecting medicinal materials and ores, but the sound of ghosts crying wolves was still coming from them.

When you are picking medicine, you are jumped up and bitten by the herbs, and when you are mining, you are hit on the head by the ore that bursts out...... This group of people can be said to have suffered a lot.

Fortunately, Shang Yang is an idle person, and his strength is quite outstanding, whenever he encounters trouble, he will immediately rush over, just let the disciples of the Infinite Sect suffer a little, but he does not have to worry about his life.

Fang Rui was diligently comprehending the breakthrough to the point of the Golden Immortal, so he didn't bother to care - at least, in such an environment, the ability to react to them was also greatly strengthened, at least the vigilance of each disciple was indeed much higher than before.

Improving in these places is also a way to improve strength and combat effectiveness.

Just as Fang Rui was about to close his eyes and cultivate again, in the northwest direction, a noisy sound rang out.

"I've been herding sheep here for many years! Why can't I come in! I haven't heard of any immeasurable pie, this is an ownerless place, my old man has been herding sheep here all his life, and no one has driven me!"

An angry voice seemed extremely reasonable.

Fang Rui opened his eyes again.

He had some doubts in his heart, there were indeed many immortals in the inland immortal realm, and these immortals were all born in the immortal realm and grew up in the immortal realm, and many of them were good materials for cultivation.

Therefore, the inland immortal gates generally open the mountain gate to accept disciples after a period of time, of course, they are all those inferior immortal gates, and there are very few medium immortal gates who open the mountain gate to accept disciples, after all, they can directly select those more qualified disciples from the inferior immortal gates.

On a planet like that, it's not uncommon to see ordinary civilians, or even forces like states.

But it's a marginal area.

According to Yuan Hongye's previous statement, here, there are no civilians.

After all, the living environment here is too harsh, even those immortals with combat effectiveness may not be able to survive safely here, it is best not to go out of the mountain gate for the lower grades of the immortals, how can there be civilians to survive?

It's just that everything is possible, maybe in such a poor mountain and bad water, there will also be the existence of civilians?

So Fang Rui withdrew his gaze and flew towards the place of the dispute.

If it's a real civilian, it can't cause any damage to the family.

If someone is impersonating...... That didn't allow him to hurt the disciples of the Immeasurable Sect.

When he flew over, he happened to hear Fang Dingzai's helpless explanation: "Old man, it's not that you won't let you herd sheep...... It's that every plant and tree here is terrible, and several of us have been hurt these days! If it hurts you, it won't be good. ”

Hearing that it was Fang Ding's voice, Fang Rui first relieved his heart - Fang Ding was an honest man.

"What's so terrible! You people are really inexplicable, you see, I drove the sheep all the way, and there is no grass that can hurt us! There has never been a sheep eating grass, and I have never heard of grass hurting sheep!"

Looking at the old man and the scrawny goat he was driving, Fang Ding and the other disciples of the Immeasurable Sect were completely speechless.

Just like you, and your sheep, I guess even if it's a grass demon, you don't dare to eat it, right?

"Old man, we do mean well. ”

Fang Rui appeared in front of the old man, looking at the other party's dirty sheepskin jacket, Fang Rui flashed a lot of very vulgar stories in his mind.

Then he laughed: "Okay, you can continue to herd the sheep, okay?"

"How can I do that, when I was herding sheep alone, there was no grass biting sheep, and now that you are here, I can't care if the grass likes to bite you, but what if you accidentally hurt me and my sheep?" the old man shouted waving the cane in his hand.

This is obviously a very rude statement, rather unreasonable.

"That'...... We are also taking advantage of the characteristics of this place to train our disciples, why don't you change the place to herd sheep? I'll give you a jar of wine. Fang Rui said with a smile.

Looking at the jar of nectar that Fang Rui took out, the old man grabbed it unceremoniously, slapped it open and poured two sips, and then his eyes lit up.

Just when everyone thought that the old man was going to loosen his mouth, the old man continued to stare at him: "How can one altar be enough!"

"And how much do you want?"

The old man made a gesture of "ten": "At least ten altars." ”

"Okay. Fang Rui laughed, and then pulled out one altar after another from the Qingxu Cave, in order to satisfy the four demon kings and the drunkards, plus most of the Infinite Sect were originally civilians, and their wine-making skills were not bad, so the Infinite Sect wine was not lacking at all.

Looking at the ten jars of wine in front of him, the old man scratched his head.

Just as Fang Rui was about to say that he would send someone to help you send it back, the old man put the wine from the jar and the jar on his head, and only after the last jar was put on it, did he staggered away with his sheep.

"This old man is very good at juggling. Fang Ding said with a smile.

"yes, although I didn't feel any immortal power fluctuations in him...... But it's certainly not the average person. Fang Rui laughed: "It's just a few jars of wine, if he likes it, give it to him to drink, it's not worth anything." ”

Fang Ding nodded.

In the next few days, the old man who herded the sheep would come to him if he had nothing to do, shouting and making a fuss, and then he would happily leave with a few jars of wine every time, and then the disciples of the Immeasurable Sect realized that when they saw the old man driving the sheep over, they directly took out a few jars of wine and put them in front of him......

At first, Fang Rui thought that something would happen, maybe he would look at a certain kid who often gave wine, and then show his identity as a peerless master, and accept an apprentice or something......

However, nothing happened, and the days passed very dullly, day by day.

The disciples of the Immeasurable Sect were accustomed to the occasional cheating old man who would come over and drink wine.

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"What has the new sect been doing lately?"

In the middle of the Zhongtai Xingchanglin Continent, there is a majestic mountain peak, which is where the mountain gate of the Iron Gate is located.

As a high-grade immortal sect, there are not many disciples of the Iron Cutting Gate.

Every low-grade immortal sect has as few as more than 100,000 or as many as millions of disciples, while the middle immortal sect often has only hundreds of thousands of disciples at most, and when it comes to the high-grade immortal sect, the number is even less.

The real number of people fighting in the Iron Gate is less than 20,000.

Although in general, there are more than 100,000 disciples in the Iron Slashing Sect, most of them are disciples in charge of refining weapons and alchemy, and the real core disciples are only less than 20,000 people.

However, this less than 20,000 immortals was an extremely terrifying combat power, enough to sweep through countless inferior immortal sects.

Because among the 20,000 disciples, the weakest ones are all inferior to the Golden Immortals.

Tie Zhenghao, a golden immortal, is the weakest in the Iron Gate.

The vast majority of disciples are the middle grade of the Golden Immortals, and even the top grades of the Golden Immortals.

The core disciples and elders are Gu Immortals who are ten thousand times more powerful than the Golden Immortals.

And the head of the Iron Slashing Gate, Iron Dragon, is a real person who is even higher than Gu Immortal.

Above the heavenly immortals are the golden immortals, above the golden immortals are the ancient immortals, and above the ancient immortals, they are the real people.

Even in the fairy world, although there are a lot of real people, there are not too many.

However, although Tie Zhenghao is only the weakest disciple, his identity in the Iron Gate is very different, and the reason is very simple - he is Tie Long's grandson.

The owner of the Iron Gate is Tielong, most of them are his clan disciples, and they are all surnamed Tie, but the Iron Gate is named after "Chopping" Iron.

It may not sound auspicious, but it has a deeper meaning.

The goal of real people's cultivation is great power.

And the power is to behead his own three corpses.

Therefore, after Tielong founded his own sect, he named the sect "Cutting Iron", which can be regarded as well-intentioned.

Now, Tielong Zhenren is asking his grandson.

Tie Zhenghao said respectfully: "They have taken root in Rongzhou, and they will divide into ten teams every day, each team of several hundred people, led by the immortals of the lower grade of the heavenly immortals, collecting medicinal materials and ores everywhere, and at the same time, there are a group of immortals of the lower grade of the heavenly immortals and the middle grade of the heavenly immortals who are stationed at the spiritual vein, mining ores. ”

Tielong Zhenren nodded slightly, this newcomer to the inferior sect still has a good organization, I heard that it still flew from the lower realm, and it is also a good example to have such an organization.

"You've tested their leader, what is this person's strength?"

Hearing the old man's question, Tie Zhenghao felt that the back of his head hurt a little again, and thought to himself that he had already asked that day, why would he ask today?

However, he still replied respectfully: "Back to the old man, this person is a cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, but it is quite strange, I think he has stepped on the threshold of the Golden Immortal, maybe after a while, he will break through the realm of the peak of the Heavenly Immortal and enter the realm of the Golden Immortal." ”

Speaking of this, Tie Zhenghao thought about what he had observed recently, and couldn't help but laugh: "That sect is also a little interesting, although it has only been promoted to an inferior immortal sect, it actually already has a lot of war weapons, and it protects the entire Rongzhou very well. If it were on an inland planet, such a table would bring a great sense of security to the local immortals. ”

"In this case, the top level of this sect should be quite powerful. ”

Tielong Zhenren pondered for a moment: "Since this is the case, then you go and inform them, this operation, we can bring three of them to open their eyes." ”

"Isn't it early?"

Tie Zhenghao asked suspiciously: "After all, they don't have a single Golden Immortal, even if they can come up with three Heavenly Immortal Peaks, in such an action...... I'm afraid it won't help either. ”

"I don't expect them to do anything, but it's good to show them a little bit. ”

Tielong Zhenren's voice came down from the high seat: "Since this sect can insist on not joining any forces, for such a good man with backbone, the old man always has to take a look at it, if he can help, just help, anyway, it doesn't take much trouble." ”

Tie Zhenghao nodded respectfully, wondering in his heart, why did the old man suddenly want to help others?

After Tie Zhenghao left, Tielong Zhenren on the high platform took out a jar of wine from somewhere, and then drank a few sips.

"Drink so much of you...... It's time to return the favor. ”

The real person on the high platform muttered.