Mist Fairy

Chapter 218

Naturally, Zhang Cundao knew nothing about the plan of the two goblins. He forcibly escaped from the battle by relying on the magic talisman and returned to Jiucaixiazong.

It's just that he just spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he teleported over.Then his face froze for a while.

Just when he was teleporting, he was suddenly hit hard by a big hand stretched out in the mist!This feeling is like a duck passing by a down jacket store, and suddenly a handful of duck feathers are picked up by the owner!It was supposed to be that the whole duck was caught into the store, the meat was used to make roast duck, and the duck feathers were used to fill down jackets.But because Zhang Cundao was fast enough, he finally escaped.

So the price he paid now was only to spit out a mouthful of blood.After spitting out this mouthful of blood, his body began to recover rapidly, and it wouldn't take long for him to heal.

This is not the key, the key is why the mist hit him?Could it be that Mist does not allow himself to use this kind of teleportation?Or, he has already challenged the rules of the fog?
The fog is unpredictable, and it is it that divides the entire fog world. If Zhang Cundao's teleportation that ignores the fog challenges it, it is justified to be beaten by it.

"We will use this method less in the future. Fortunately, the distance is short. If the distance is long, maybe we will not be able to walk by ourselves..." Zhang Cundao said with lingering fear.

When he was weak, he didn't have any awe of the fog, he just thought it was a background.But the stronger he is, the more mysterious and terrifying he will feel the mist.

Only newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.Older cows know that it is useless to be afraid, and they should be eaten or they will be eaten.

Zhang Cundao shook his head, not thinking about the fog for the time being, but thinking about what happened in that unknown place today.In the boundary of Jiucaixiazong, there is actually a blessed land of goblins hidden.

Because of the unknowable and unmeasurable characteristics of the mist, logically speaking, no one knows how many blessed places are hidden in the mist. Logically speaking, a blessed place where goblins gather can indeed be quietly hidden in the Jiucaixia Sect On the ground.

But the key is this 'quietness', can the goblins really achieve the word 'quietness'?As long as there are living beings, there must be activities, and if there are activities, they will leave the blessed land and may be perceived by the outside world.

Back then, the master hid in the unknown little blessed land, and he was fine after hiding for so many years, but as soon as he left the blessed land, his enemies came to him.

The goblins don't do production, so they can't rely on farming for a lifetime.They are bound to come out and move, can't this also be discovered?

Is it blind, or what?
Having gone through so many things, Zhang Cundao is not that silly freshman who always has to think a little more when encountering things... It's just that he knows too little information now, and he can't think of a reason.

Then we can only inquire and observe slowly in the future.

Back to Jiucaixiazong, a long-lost sense of comfort rose from the heart.As a practitioner of 'light', I still like the bright sunshine!
Back at Lanfeng, Zhang Cundao can finally practice real practice!

The "Orange Sutra" he practiced this time.

Orange is a transitional color between red and yellow.In the netizens' explanations of "red orange yellow green blue blue purple, before the battle fighters line up", one of the netizens who had a big brain hole explained it in this way.

'Orange is an intermediate color between red and yellow.If you regard red as blood and yellow as imperial power.Then orange is the color of imperial power and blood.And yellow is after red and orange, which means that the imperial power can only be determined by blood. So, to determine this imperial power, what happened to the blood? '

'It's soldiers!That is war!This also echoes the word for soldier corresponding to the word for orange before the fighters line up! '

When he first saw this place, Zhang Cundao called him a good guy!This will also allow the majority of netizens to 'echo'.And it makes sense.

Imperial power was originally determined by military power, and when military power was launched, blood would flow like rivers.Designate these with color and the logic will pass!
The netizens who gave the explanation have nothing to say here, maybe they don’t have much ink in their stomachs, and I don’t know how to make it up.

But this explanation gave Zhang Cundao more understanding.In the foggy world, soldiers can be Dao soldiers.

If orange represents soldiers, then Dao soldiers can also be echoed, and then, can this Dao soldier promote the practice of the "Orange Sutra"?

With this understanding, Zhang Cundao is about to start trying.Anyway, try and you won't die.

In Lanfeng, there is a place called 'Yanbingtang'.

There is a saying in the hall of military exercises, "Looking at the sky to perform martial arts, and watching the ground to perform military exercises".The monks who are well versed in this way think that performing soldiers is just like performing martial arts, and it is also a kind of way.Learn more and see more, and you can master the Dao in it.

This seems to coincide with the truth of that netizen.This shows that in the dark, no matter what world it is, some truths are interlinked.Some ideas are also connected.

The Bingyan Hall is a place where Dao soldiers fight. This is where they practice Dao soldiers and compete for rankings. Otherwise, if the Dao soldiers trained so hard by everyone are not pulled out for a walk, who knows whether it is a mule or a horse.

Through military exercises and battles, determine the strength of Dao soldiers, and then rank Dao soldiers.The higher the ranking, the more attention will be paid to the soldiers, and the selling price will be higher.Lanfeng's monks mainly focus on Dao soldiers, and they all hope that the Dao soldiers they cultivate will have a good ranking in the training hall.This is the greatest affirmation of their unremitting efforts.

When Zhang Cundao came to Yanbing Hall for the first time, he was shocked by the scale of the place.He thought that all the buildings in Lanfeng were on the surface of the mountain, but the Military Training Hall was not. It cut half of the mountain, and it was a huge building half embedded.

This is a veritable high-end building.Runes were engraved on the semi-embedded buildings, and formations were laid.The streamers of formations and runes are constantly flickering, like the neon lights of the real world, illuminating the building in red and willow green.

So many formations and runes must cost a huge price.This place is full of cultivation skills and hard work!Not to mention that in order to undertake these runes and formations, the building materials are all spirit mines and jade. The cost of materials alone is jaw-dropping.

Zhang Cundao was greatly shocked by this appearance, and entering the interior of Yanwu Hall seemed to have entered a 'science fiction' world.There is no elegance and grandeur of practice here, but it looks like a high-end entertainment place in the real world.

Dozens of light screens are lined up on the huge wall, and each light screen is a pair, or several pairs of Dao soldiers fighting.A large number of monks stared at the light screen intently, shouting from time to time.

"Hit! Hit him! Hit him! Hit the fuck!"

"Go! Don't be cowardly, don't go around the back, just go straight!"

"Is this conductor a pig? All the pig monsters in my family are better at commanding than him! If it doesn't work, replace it, if it doesn't work, I'll take it!"

"There is an inside story! There is definitely an inside story! I want to replay it, and I want to open my eyes!"

The monks here are as noisy as idlers in the market, where there are monks, they are like a group of street people...

And there are some monks who stand aside and point and sell something...

Just when Zhang Cundao was amazed, a monk came over, he first showed a big smile, and then said to Zhang Cundao: "Fellow Daoist looks strange, did you come to the Martial Arts Hall recently?"

Zhang Cundao nodded.

The man smiled and said, "Since we are newcomers, do fellow Taoists have any favorite soldiers? Would you like me to recommend some strong teams? The chances of winning are great."

"Odds?" Zhang Cundao was stunned.

"Oh! Haven't fellow Taoists contacted him before?" The man frowned, looking at Zhang Cundao's appearance, it seemed that he had never contacted him.

He smiled and said, "Do fellow Taoists know about 'fighting lottery'? It's a lottery for fighting. When both sides fight, the good-for-nothing will bet the lottery, and the winner will take all. The same is true for Taoist soldiers. Since the winner is the winner, you can bet the lottery." , Everyone is happy if they win, and keep fighting if they lose.”

Grass, isn't this just gambling!Do monks also like to gamble?Sure enough, gambling is human nature, whether it is the real world or the foggy world, there are such people.

"I don't play this kind of game." Zhang Cundao said lightly. He hated gambling the most in his life.

This person was not annoyed either, he smiled and said, "My name is Shen Ming, fellow Taoists, you can find me if you need anything. As a newcomer, I don't need to charge you for 'traveling money'." After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Zhang Cundao , turned and left.

He hadn't gone far when someone called him, and the two chatted for a while, and then the person who called him took out something to bet...

Zhang Cundao is a pure newcomer. He walked around this place that is completely different from the outside world, and gradually understood the rules of operation here.

First of all, betting on wagers is not mainstream here.Although many monks play this.But it's really not mainstream.These people bet from the hands of "Jackbox Operators" like Shen Ming, but in fact they all bet on the periphery.

The real high-end players are the bets between Dao Bingzhu and Dao Bingzhu, and that is the real winner takes all.

The two masters of Dao soldiers who compete with each other will open a formation in the Bingyan hall, and let the Dao soldiers fight in the formation.Dao soldiers will not really die in the formation, but the two sides may invest a lot of resources in gambling.Such duels are also generally private.No one knows how much resources the two parties have invested.

And open military exercises and battles will naturally attract other people's bets.The more famous the Taoist soldier, the more people he will attract.In the Armed Forces Hall, there are naturally plans in this regard.

Zhang Cundao looked at the whole thing and found that there is his own set of things here.Looking at it as a whole, it has developed into a league mode, a competitive mode, and a ladder mode.

The league mode is similar to real-world sports competitions, relying on ranking points.

The competitive mode is the invitational tournament, which is the fastest way to become famous. As long as you find a powerful Taoist soldier and defeat it, you can become famous in one battle.

The final ladder mode is to accept the arrangement of the Martial Arts Hall, and constantly fight your own Dao soldiers with other people's Dao soldiers. The winner will go up, and the loser will go down. It is most suitable for novice monks, who can slowly adjust their own Dao soldiers. Progress slowly.

The first mode has the guarantee of dividends from the Martial Arts Hall. Dao soldiers who enter the league can get guaranteed resources to train their own soldiers. The higher the league points, the more resources they get.

The second competitive mode allows both competing parties to discuss themselves.Martial arts hall will distribute part of the proceeds to both parties.

In the third ladder mode, participants have no income, but after becoming famous, they can compete for competitive challenges and compete for league seats.

After knowing these rules, Zhang Cundao scratched his head, as if he was in a competition center in the real world...

(End of this chapter)