If the fat man in charge were still alive, he would definitely be accused of injustice.
In this era, information dissemination itself requires money to maintain.
It is not uncommon for information that is well known to everyone in this area to become scarce information in other places. It is like a certain dynasty in China. The West has already carried out the industrial revolution, but internally it is still long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live.
Years old, this itself is also a gap caused by poor information transmission.
"Then Mr. Wang, do you know the immortal?"
"Ah Immortal."
Lao Wang took a puff of dry cigarette and said as if reminiscing.
"Of course I know."
This old man must have some confidence if he dared to let a stranger into the team in the middle. After contacting Wu Chong, he discovered that this old man had more confidence than he thought.
"After all, I used to be a member of the Immortal Sect."
"Xianmen?"
"Our world is actually cut, divided into upper and lower levels. People in the Immortal Sect are high above, overlooking all living beings."
At this point, Lao Wang's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.
"segmentation?"
Wu Chong looked up.
The sky was blue, and I didn't see anything different.
Is there a fairyland above?
Wu Chong thought in his mind.
"It's not the kind of division you understand, but a kind of division. People in the immortal sect don't think they are human beings. They regard themselves as immortals. When they are interested, they come down to save the ants. When they are interested, they sit back and watch the changes in the world. As long as
It would be better if human beings do not die."
"...how did you always know?"
Wu Chong asked suspiciously.
"Because I used to be an 'immortal leader'."
When the word 'immortal chief' was mentioned, a trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of Lao Wang's mouth, as if he was disdainful.
This old guy is also an immortal?!
Looking at the old man smoking a cigarette in front of him, Wu Chong seemed to hear some broken sound in his heart.
This immortal image is hopeless.
Wu Chong recalled the words of Xu Zhou who died in the inn before.
'There are no immortals in this world. Some are just people like us who practice demon arts.'
"The Immortal Gate is where those people stay. They are independent of the world, but they don't leave completely. It's like a paradise in heaven."
"How many immortal leaders are there in this immortal sect?"
"Who knows? Immortal Chief is just a name. In fact, there are often wars among them. In my impression, the Immortal Sect is divided into three major forces, namely Penglai, Abbot and Yingzhou."
"Penglai, abbot, Yingzhou?"
Aren’t these the three fairy islands in myths and legends?
"The world you are in contact with now seems to be a chaos of gang wars and separatism among heroes. In fact, the source is these three fairy islands. Each of them has supported some gang forces, which has created this chaotic situation in the world."
"The situation in the imperial court..."
Wu Chong reacted instantly.
"It's caused by these three fairy islands, because they don't want to have a unified political power, which is not conducive to their rule."
"Can those immortals kill the night demons and pollutants?"
Wu Chong is not too concerned about the struggle for power and the division of interests. What he cares about are things like night monsters and pollutants that can threaten his life safety.
"Night demons and pollutants...how do you think these things were born?"
"It's contaminated."
"Who polluted it?"
"This...can't be those immortals!"
Wu Chong looked at Lao Wang and suddenly understood the powerful relationship here.
How could such an old man who suddenly appeared know so much? Thinking of this, Wu Chong showed a slightly suspicious expression.
"I'm only looking for you because you smell like my poor disciple."
Lao Wang looked sad.
"When this silly boy came down the mountain, I knew that such a day would come, but I didn't expect that it would come so quickly."
apprentice?
Xu Zhou!
Wu Chong understood instantly.
He said, "How can there be such a coincidence in this world? It turns out that everything happens for a reason."
"Thanks."
No matter what the reason was, Lao Wang told him the information he needed to know, and this favor must be recognized.
"I see that you have already practiced demon skills. Although I don't know where the source is, but if you want to survive, you'd better join one of the three fairy islands as soon as possible, otherwise..." Lao Wang smoked his cigarette pot
That’s it, that’s all.
But Wu Chong understood the meaning.
Xu Zhou also once said that once you start the demonic skill, you cannot stop it. By the end of the practice, it will be the same as death. It is just drinking poison to quench thirst.
But now judging from Lao Wang's description, it seems that demon power does not necessarily lead to death.
Since he can survive, how could Xu Zhou behave like that!
Is it possible that Master Lao Wang is hiding something secret from him?
It shouldn't be the case, that is, there are other restrictions... Because of these restrictions, Xu Zhou gave up something, so he practiced the demon skills like this.
"Will practicing demon skills really shorten your life?"
"People from the three fairy islands don't know how to do it. Not only will their life span not be shortened, but they will live forever."
"Why?"
"Not far from here is White Deer City. This White Deer City is the entrance to Penglai Immortal Island, one of the three immortal islands. You will know if you join him."
"Penglai is in Bailu City?"
"There are so many rumors, but after all there is some basis for them."
"Xu Zhou said that practicing demon skills will shorten your life, but you told me that people on the three immortal islands will live forever. Is there any difference here?"
"The essence is the same, it just depends on your own choice."
Lao Wang said vaguely.
"choose?"
Lao Wang did not respond again.
There seemed to be some taboo here, so he took the initiative to end the topic.
After collecting the cigarette pot and returning to the original position of the convoy, there was a wizened old man riding a skinny donkey. Who would have thought that this old man was once an immortal? As for why he is not now, Wu Chong did not ask, and neither did Lao Wang.
explain.
A few words of advice are all due to Xu Zhou.
When the fate comes, the confusion will be solved, but when the fate ends, it will leave.
I have to say that this old man really has some immortal aura. It would be even more perfect if his image were changed.
"Bailu City, Penglai."
Wu Chong sat on the carriage, feeling a little curious in his heart.
This is the first time he has come into contact with the real power class of this world, which is the actual core group of this world. It would be false to say that he is not curious, especially the system of Immortal Leader, which makes him involuntarily think of '
The picture of wielding a sword and riding the wind, with white clothes fluttering.
This should be the correct way for a young hero like him to open up.
Now the slightly burlier figure and prominent muscles are only short-lived.
Later, when I am successful in cultivating immortals, my painting style will change back.
"I don't know if the skills of the Immortals can be improved with experience points. If so... there is also an experience gauge, which should gradually increase as my strength improves."
Strengths are complementary to each other.
Anyone who plays games knows that the reason why you can’t add points at this stage is because the level is too low. The experience slots at low levels are only so long, so naturally the accumulated experience points cannot be added. When the level goes up, these will no longer be a problem.