But after thinking about it for a moment, you will understand what is going on.
After all, a person's vision, knowledge, and understanding of the world are actually related to the level he is at. What kind of people you often come into contact with around you will determine what you think the world is like.
For example, it is difficult for poor people to believe how luxurious life can be for rich people, and children who were born in big cities will not understand the difficulty of children in mountainous areas who cannot wear clothes...
Just like Fu Yang thought before graduation that Chinese college students were everywhere, but the national census of that year showed that less than 7% of all Chinese had a college degree or above!
In other words, more than 90% of the Chinese population have not even graduated from high school!
This completely shocked Fu Yang's outlook on life.
In the same way, the reason why he feels that there are many real people is because of the level he is at. In fact, 95% of the people in the supernatural world are below the realm of real people...
"Oh, let's put it this way, these people are indeed brave enough. A top-notch magic weapon like the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron actually dares to join in the fun?"
Fu Yang sighed.
At this time, after he had roughly figured out the situation, he discovered that the Zero Group, the Pantheon Sect, and other major Buddhist and Taoist sects had all accelerated their speed, heading towards the dark blue whirlpool in the center of Jiulong Lake!
It turns out that these old foxes just now were waiting for some stupid young people who didn't know how to think carefully to go forward and explore the way.
After all, with the cultivation of Jiulong Taoist and Liang Qiuzi, they are both strong men and giants of the generation. The seal formation they left together will definitely not be simple.
But it actually excludes ascetics who are below the realm of real people?
This makes people in these large organizations a little confused.
It stands to reason... shouldn't the stronger people be excluded, and only the weak can enter? Wouldn't it be safer for the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron?
How could it be the other way around?
But the facts are right in front of them. Even if they have temporary doubts, they can only suppress them first. And this is also good for them.
At this time, Mr. Xiong had already come down from Fu Yang's arms, stretched out his limbs on the ground and followed him as he ran forward on the ice bridge.
The entrance to the dark blue vortex is right in front of you!
"Boy Fu, get ready! Come in.
"
The dead fat cat roared, jumped up, and entered the blue vortex with a swipe. Fu Yang also took a deep breath, jumped into the air, and entered it!
He had a strange feeling.
It’s like the feeling I had when I traveled to Southeast Asia after graduating from high school and was diving on a certain island.
There was no sound around, everything seemed to be in slow motion, and there was a cold blue lake all around. And in this lake, there were many other people...
Fu Yang saw people from the Pantheon Sect, people from the Zero Group, people from Maoshan, Longhushan and Laoshan. There were also some people without hair!
Uh...it turns out he's from Buddhism.
Not many people came from Buddhism this time, because this thing is a Taoist magic weapon after all. It is not very useful in Buddhism, but it can also be used to study magic.
After all, many profound things should be interoperable at their peak.
Blah blah blah, blah blah.
Suddenly there was a sound, and Fu Yang felt that he must have broken through the seal of the formation outside and entered the bottom of Jiulong Lake - that is, the place where the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron is actually sealed!
boom.
He felt as if his body was weightless, and the wind roared in his ears. It seemed as if he was falling from a high altitude.
"Your uncle! Is there such a deceptive thing hidden behind this ghost seal?"
Fu Yang was speechless for a while.
Logically speaking, a place like this should be safe as long as you enter the interior.
"I never thought that Liang Qiuzi has such a bad taste! There is actually a small danger to disgust me. If you were still alive, you wouldn't be able to get away with a fifty-pound catfish." The fat cat was shocked.
Angry shouts also sounded in my ears.
After entering the place where the Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron was sealed, it actually appeared in the air more than ten meters above the ground!
In theory, this distance is not a big problem for real-life ascetics, but it is so sudden that many people can't react?
"Flying Spell!!!"
Fu Yang reacted very quickly and cast four or five flying spells in an instant.
Two of them are on his body, and some are flying randomly towards the members of the zero group around him - we are all considered colleagues and comrades, and we should try our best to help if we can.
Some of the people who came in did not react at all, so they fell miserably and fell heavily on the extremely hard ground.
A few of the super unlucky ones died on the spot. Some had short legs and arms, and screams could be heard everywhere.
After all, even if it were a real person, if he fell like this, he would not die but would be seriously injured...
Falling to death and injuring so many real-life supernatural beings?
This is probably one of the most frustrating ways to die and get injured!
Master Xiong is naturally not worried, he will definitely not die.
So when Fu Yang slowly floated down, Mr. Xiong, the fat cat, was lying face down on the ground, falling into a big shape.
Fu Yang kicked its butt with his foot: "Hello? Are you dead? If not, get up quickly!"
brush!
Mr. Xiong jumped up as soon as the carp jumped up, bit Fu Yang's knee, and made a meowing sound.
"Damn kid! I am your mentor, but you don't use the flying spell on me, but do you use it on other members of the Zero Group?"
"I know you, Uncle Xiong, are awesome. Last time in the mausoleum of Senior Yu Hengzi in Buffalo Fairy Mountain, when the cracks in the ground opened, you were fine if you fell from such a height. It's only a dozen meters here, so it's a small case."
Fu Yang rubbed Mr. Xiong's head.
At this time, everyone arrived one after another.
This is an upside-down eggshell-shaped hall with a very large area. It covers thousands of square meters. The ground is polished so smooth that the shadows of people can be faintly illuminated.
Above the head, I don't know if it is made of glass or some kind of transparent stone. You can also see the bottom of Jiulong Lake. From time to time, large freshwater fish swim across it.
As soon as Mr. Xiong raised his head, his eyes immediately turned into heart shapes, full of little stars, and his saliva dripped like a nympho.
"What a fool! Catfish, so many big catfish! This Jiulong Lake is simply my paradise. Mr. Fu doesn't want to play with you anymore. I want to go up and go back to Jiulong Lake to catch wild big catfish..."
Bang bang bang!
The three consecutive slaps reappeared. The fat cat's attention was diverted and it began to scratch Fu Yang with its claws.
Fu Yang turned his head slightly and saw that in the Taoist sect camp on the right, belonging to the Longhushan team and the Laoshan team, Ah Huang and Wu Jian were also looking at him. Then they nodded lightly to each other.
Among the crowd, a head of shining silver hair appeared, and a stunningly beautiful face emerged. Next to him was a guy with a playful smile and a baseball bat...
It was the silver-haired girl Mo Yuqi and her younger brother Mo Munan.
Now the two are surrounded by people from the casual cultivator alliance, like stars over the moon. The civilian cultivators around them look at the two siblings, with fanatical light in their eyes! (Third update)! --flag0048