In the boundless barren mountains, there is a city with a radius of tens of miles.

Tianxing City.

The city is protected by formations, and the gray mist outside is difficult to penetrate. In the center of the city is a tall building, shaped like a pagoda, about fifteen feet high, exuding a faint luster, like a pearl, but other places are very shabby. Almost all are small stone houses, very gray.

On the gravel-paved streets, there were a few vendors weakly hawking, but almost no pedestrians came to take a look.

Although the city is dilapidated, it is still clean, but it is much worse outside the city.

The side of the city wall is full of broken stones and bones, spreading in circles, and the surrounding gray mist is also filled with a strong rancid smell, which makes people nauseous. In the gray mist, there are many rickets. The figure is cruising back and forth.

These are not corpses, but cultivators and mortals. They cannot enter the city without the resources, but they refuse to leave, so they can only stay by the side of the city.

It's just lingering, as long as the corpse man appears, there are only two ways waiting for them, death or becoming a corpse man.

Next to the tower in the center of the city, there was a long line, and practitioners joined in an endless stream.

These practitioners have a common characteristic, that is, their faces are like earthy colors, their eyes are godless, regardless of their cultivation level, they are the same, as if they have not eaten enough for hundreds of years.

Opposite them is a team of sergeants, all glorious, their eyes shining like stars, watching the group of cultivators in line, showing contempt from time to time, as if watching a group of ants.

"Ling Lingquan!"

"I'm coming!"

With a shout from the sergeant, the first person in front of the team quickly raised his hand, walked quickly, bowed his head first, and when he raised his head, a bright light finally flashed in his cloudy eyes, staring at the sergeant. With full expectation.

The sergeant stared horizontally, "Zhang Si? You haven't paid all the expenses for this month, so you dare to come to get Lingquan?"

Zhang Si hurriedly begged, "The grown-up has a few days of grace, the younger one took Lingquan, recovered a little bit of cultivation, and immediately went out to hunt the beast."

The sergeant laughed unconsciously, "You can kill monsters like this? Hahaha, hahahahaha!"

The sergeant behind laughed, leaning forward and closing together.

"It will work, a small guarantee."

Zhang Siban didn't dare to reply, and only begged in a low voice, almost kneeling down.

"Fork out!"

The sergeant's face suddenly became extremely cold, "You can hunt monsters? Now the low-level monsters around Tianxing City have been killed, and the remaining monsters will have to work hard even if we go out. Humph, what's the use of your trash? Staying in the city is a waste of spirit springs, one dead one less!"

"I beg an adult to reward some spiritual spring, if the one who is not the spiritual spring is small, I will fall to Xiuwei, I will desperately..."

Zhang Si fell to his knees with a plop, but before he finished speaking, he was crossed by the two sergeants on the side. With a swing of his crossarm, he immediately flew out hundreds of meters away, lying on the ground, unable to climb. stand up.

"waste!"

The sergeant turned to the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Without paying all the fees within three days, I will throw directly out of Tianxing City to feed the corpses! Decline the cultivation base? What if you die, go out without paying the resources, and Tianxing City will not raise waste people!"

Where Zhang Si could still speak, the crowd shivered, but no one dared to argue.

The lowest sergeant is in the Golden Core Realm, and the Nascent Infant Realm accounts for the majority, and the cultivation base of these people is much worse. Even if the cultivation level is the same, how can all these yellow-faced and thin-faced sergeant opponents be energetic?

"Don't waste time, whoever is next, come!"

"coming……"

An old man stepped forward in a hurry, bowing and saluting.

The sergeant glanced at him, and pulled a wooden barrel from behind, with disdain, "Take it!"

The old man’s eyes gleamed, he hurriedly opened the wooden barrel, stretched out his head and sniffed hard, as if he was smelling the only delicacy in the world. When he looked up, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, and he said with a smile, "My lord, isn’t it wrong what……"

The sergeant said coldly, "What's wrong?"

The old man whispered, "The spiritual energy in the spring water is a little bit less than last time..."

"Didn't you read the order from the city lord?"

The sergeant's face was gloomy, "You're old, the spiritual spring water you get is like this, it's normal."

The old man trembled and couldn't help taking a few steps back, and said weakly, "But..."

The sergeant's complexion was even darker, "Nothing! Good spiritual spring water should be reserved for young people, what use is it for you old guys? You can't improve your cultivation level, and you can't do things. If you want me to say, you shouldn't give it at all. That's right!"

The old man's eyes were dark and he almost fell.

The sergeant waved his hand and said impatiently, "Hurry up when you get the water! Don't delay others!"

Behind the old man, many people clamored, "Hurry up, don't waste our cultivation time!", "If you have it, you have to pick and choose." "The adults are right. What kind of spiritual spring do you want!"

The old man sighed, picked up the bucket and left slowly.

"Aren't you getting old...you can't cultivate when you get old..."

Vague words came out of his mouth, but only he could hear him. He knew very well that if he dared to question the orders of the city lord here, he would be thrown out of Tianxing City and become food for the corpses.

Thousands of miles outside the city.

"These people are really too much!"

Caiying stared at the moon mirror in front of him~lightnovelpub.net~ her small fist was clenched very tightly, "Zhou, we will get into the city later, okay?"

The moon mirror shows the scene of Tianxing City. When going to Tianxing City, Zhou Shu will naturally investigate. This has nothing to do with the cultivation base. It has always been a habit. As for Wen Yiyuan and Wen Ning, they look at the universe in their sleeves. Staring in a daze with the white moonlight, he could not feel anything.

Old Jian said solemnly, "In fact, there is nothing wrong for them to do this. With so few resources, they can only be reserved for useful people and those with development potential."

Zhou Shu's expression was indifferent, "It is not easy to maintain such a large city. There are no corpses in the city, sergeant orders and prohibitions, and no brutality. In a place like the Five Gourd Realm, the city lord of Tianxing City is pretty good, you can take a look."

"Not bad?"

Caiying was a little angrily, "Zhou, look at the big house that the city lord lives in, and look at other people. Where would it be better? Also, there are a lot of resources needed to build this house. Isn't this not bad for me to repair it?"

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "That's not a house."

Caiying was stunned, "Huh?"

Zhou Shu slowly said, "The entire city is supported by the high tower. Without it, the gray mist would have swallowed Tianxing City completely, and these practitioners would not be able to survive till now... The law of life and death has a deeper understanding, do you see anything about the tower?"

"I'm afraid it will be close."

Master Jian shook his sword, "No matter what, the formation that can withstand the crash is very unusual."

Zhou Shu nodded lightly, "Yes, it is worthwhile to have such a formation in such a world."

This tall tower is very desirable and worth learning.

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