Look at the monk who occasionally comes in and out, unrefreshed like a walking corpse. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Mo Yun Lingfeng felt that if the prosperity ahead was real, then the helpless struggle of poverty here was a dream. Even in the impoverished mountain village in his previous life, Moyun Lingfeng had never encountered such a scene.

Facing Mo Yun Lingfeng's incomprehensible gaze, Hua Yanran said helplessly: "This is inevitable, these people return to the world, even if they are a little monk who cultivates qi at the second or third level, they can have a good life." But here is the world of monks, who have no special skills, and who refuse to put down their bodies and work like ordinary people, so that's all. ”

Hua Yanran pointed to the children who were rummaging in the garbage and said, "They are not even as good as these children born in the chaotic city, they can do everything they can in order to survive." Of course, some of them are indeed caused by injuries like the mother of the little pigeon. But most of them just want to maintain their so-called dignity as monks, and they do not work hard. “

Speaking of this, he asked Mo Yun Lingfeng and said, "Can you see the recruitment notice in the shop in front of you?" Seeing Mo Yun Lingfeng nodding, he said again: "As long as they are willing to work, they will not shrink here, and they can also give these children a better environment." It's just that you also know that most of these people fled here to escape from their enemies. And most of the people who can escape here are some elites from the previous sect.

They were still fantasizing about the superior life in the previous sect, where as long as their cultivation progressed, someone would provide everything. They also fantasize that as long as they cultivate to a high level, they can kill and return to take revenge. It's just that they still don't understand that there are no spirit stones here, not to mention a breakthrough in cultivation, after a long time, it is a person with extraordinary talent who can maintain his cultivation without falling. “

Mo Yun Lingfeng nodded and said no more, although he felt that those children were pitiful, but after listening to Hua Yanran's words, he also knew that he couldn't control these things.

Fortunately, Hua Yanran said that these children born in the chaotic capital are exempt from the cost of one spirit stone per day, so they basically just want to find food, so that their lives can still last. And because these children have lived a difficult life since childhood, they know how to work hard, so she often calls on the shops in the city to come here to pick up a good qualification and bring it back to cultivate, just like the little pigeons.

As for the other people, there was no reaction, the drunken beggar had already let Huangpu Mingmei return to "Xianwei Building", and he himself had seen a lot of things in the red dust, and he had seen a lot of things that were more difficult than this.

As for the Golden Monkey Six Ears and Little Gourd Sister, they were born as demons and have no memories of their previous lives. The people who maintain the so-called dignity here are all some Terran monks, but the demon clan has not seen one, so they don't care.

It's not that there are few demon clans in the chaotic capital, but the demon clan pursues the primitive principle of survival first, and they don't have any words about being humiliated and not humiliated. For them, since you have escaped, you are fighting for your life. With such strong self-esteem, you might as well have died in battle at that time. Therefore, most of the demon clans have joined the city guards, and some who love freedom can also go to the city to bring those monks who are not qualified to fly for a living and earn a living.

Fly further on, and there is a huge mountain basin. Someone used a spell to reshape this basin, and the bottom of the middle basin was still rocky. On the contrary, the mountain walls around the basin have been transformed into a circle of terraced fields by magic. From a distance, I saw that the circle of terraced fields was already full of people, all shouting excitedly.

Hua Yanran said: "In front of that is the life and death ring, those people are watching the duel in the ring." ”

The golden monkey said: "Even if you watch the duel, you don't have to be so excited!, it's not them who are dueling." ”

Hua Yanran smiled bitterly: "Where are there so many real life-and-death duels, they are all slaves who are forced to control by some people. Then there are these people who watch to bet on winning or losing, and the bet is naturally a spirit stone. ”

It turned out that Mo Yun Ling Feng and the others had always heard about the existence of cultivator slaves in this chaotic city. But I haven't seen it all the time, and this time I know which slaves are here.

It's just that what everyone didn't expect was that the secular slaves were abused by their masters at most, working for their masters, plus they didn't have enough food and clothing. This slave in the immortal cultivation world is even more miserable, and has become a plaything for people to fight each other for fun, and no matter how they fight, they will inevitably die in the end.

When Mo Yun Lingfeng and the others arrived, someone at the door of the life and death ring wanted to pay for the venue, but as soon as she saw it, Hua Yanran changed her appearance, and immediately smiled and invited everyone to come in a quiet and elegant room where you could clearly see the whole scene.

But the treatment of Hu Fei and the others was very different, not to mention the entrance fee of ten spirit stones per person, I heard that they were dueling with the people brought by Hua Yanran, so they were taken to a cold, damp and dark stone cave. Then the iron door was locked with a bang, and everyone was paying attention to them.

Hu Fei looked around, the walls were already dripping with damp water, and unknown small insects were crawling around. There was also a strong stench of rotting meat in the air, and when I looked around, I saw a naked corpse in the corner of the wall that had begun to rot and swell. Countless maggots crawled out and crawled in on the bodies of the deceased, and even half of the eyes had been eaten by maggots.

Originally, in such dim light, ordinary people should not be able to see anything, maybe it would be better. But now the people who are staying here are all monks, and the lowest cultivation is all in the later stage of foundation building. Everyone's eyesight is very good here, and even the wriggling of the maggots under the skin of the corpse can be seen clearly.

Although there was already countless blood on each of these people's hands, they had never seen such a scene, and no one would observe the appearance of the carrion. Everyone felt a tumbling in their hearts, and if it weren't for the fact that there was no food in their stomachs, they would probably have vomited.

Even the corpse Dao people who practiced and drove corpses and often came into contact with zombies frowned. Although the zombies he came into contact with were terrifying, they were not so disgusting. The body of a zombie is extremely cold, and it will not provoke maggots, and as soon as those things touch the corpse of a zombie, they will be poisoned by the corpse and die.

Hu Fei couldn't help but shout: "Tell you to come out, do you know who your grandfather is? Dare to tell me to stay in this place, I will let you know how to write dead characters!"

But no matter how much he shouted, there was no movement outside. Hu Fei motioned for one of Jin Danqi's subordinates to step forward and open the iron door, and then leave the damn place himself.

The mid-stage Jindan subordinate stepped forward and slapped his mana with one palm. How could this ordinary iron gate, which did not have any prohibitions, withstand the palm of Brother Jindan, and flew out in response.

It's just that the monk in the middle of the golden pill also flew back at a faster speed. Then he collapsed on the ground without making a sound, and the dignified Jindan mid-stage overhaul died without even making a sound. And he died completely, and he didn't even escape from his soul.

I saw two monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant Standing next to the portal that had been slapped away from the door, and said coldly: "As a person who is about to die, you are allowed to say anything. But take a step out of the door before the duel, and that person will be your fate. “

The corpse Dao people were startled, and grabbed Hu Fei, who was about to scold, and said: "Young master, don't make a sound, this is an iron killing brother, I am not their opponent, you should bear with it first!"

Hu Fei was shocked, but he knew the name of this iron-killing brother. These two are two murderers, and killing is their greatest hobby. These two crazy people, they never need a reason to kill, and as long as they can kill people, they don't care who you are backstage, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will kill them correctly.