I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 575 Where did you send this guy to me?

"Alas."

Qiu Ping fell from a height, but he didn't panic at all. Instead, he cheered happily.

He didn't even know what kind of life he was living some time ago.

He was being beaten by Shenjun Chongyuan every day, and the others were almost knocked unconscious.

Now that he finally managed to escape, he greedily enjoyed this rare free air.

Although he didn't know where he was wearing it now, compared to being beaten every day, he felt that it would never be worse than before.

The sky is blue, the water is muddy, the ground is yellow...

How beautiful.

"Hey, something feels wrong."

When Qiu Ping was about to happily run wild, he found that the land in front of him was barren and dull. It looked as ugly as a patch of bald spot on someone's body. The soil on the ground had almost no nutrients, and only some sporadic vegetation was struggling to grow.

"Did I travel to the future and this is the end of the Dharma? This sounds a bit outrageous."

His spiritual thoughts unfolded, and there was almost no spiritual essence left in this land with a radius of thousands of miles.

The earth, mountains and rivers were also filthy. Wherever he looked, everything seemed to have been drained of its spiritual essence, appearing dry and desolate.

Qiu Ping hovered at a high place. As his spiritual sense continued to expand, he could sense that this vast land was not really devoid of life. In fact, there were many people living there.

"All children in the village who are over five years old and under ten years old can come here to test their qualifications. If they are selected, they can enter the fairy city and become an immortal who enjoys all the wealth."

At that moment, he turned into a black boy and entered a nearby village in a flash.

However, he actually doesn't care.

However, today, the village seemed to have some life in it, as if someone had put a few catfish in a pool of stagnant water.

A motorcade coming from afar stopped in the village.

"It seems that I have traveled to a more primitive era."

"Where am I going with this? Is this still the current time?"

Qiu Ping looked at the desolation everywhere and couldn't help scratching his head.

You know, although the world of future generations is also not suitable for cultivation, it can at least ensure that ordinary people can live.

Low houses, dilapidated earthen walls, and people with sad faces and earthy faces.

There was a hint of numbness in everyone's eyes.

Qiu Ping touched his chin, thoughtfully.

Most of them live in villages along rivers.

Although under normal circumstances, even if the spiritual essence content is very low, ordinary plants and ordinary people can live normally, but the spiritual essence content in front of us is extremely low, almost only one-tenth of that in later generations.

Because no city was built, it looked sparse.

Although the spiritual essence in this world is thin, he has already reached the realm of Golden Immortal. His realm is indelible and his practice will never turn back.

"There is endless rice and noodles to eat, and there is no mother-in-law to play around with."

The leader of the motorcade was a rather tall middle-aged man, with hands full of gold rings and a satin robe, giving him a somewhat wealthy and affluent attitude.

Qiu Ping stood in the crowd and looked at this man with interest.

I have to say that this man has some traces of practice, which is roughly equivalent to the realm of condensation in the immortal sect, but his words are down to earth. This is the first time I heard that someone practices practice to enjoy wealth.

However, these words were extremely damaging to everyone present.

A glimmer of hope flashed in everyone's eyes. If their children could enter the fairy city, even if they could not enjoy wealth, their children would still have a bright future.

It's a pity that this convoy used to come once every two or three years, but in recent years, it has come less often.

The last time I came here was seven years ago. There are many children who missed the opportunity to test their qualifications just because the interval was too long.

"Come on, everyone, line up and keep your hands here for a while."

"By the way, go back and wash your paws before you come back. Don't make my baby dirty."

The middle-aged man took out a stone platform from his bag, which was inlaid with two large prismatic crystals arranged symmetrically.

The children who were still shaking their snotty noses dispersed in a hurry, and some of the younger ones were escorted home by their parents to wash their hands.

The first child stepped forward timidly and placed his hands on the two crystals.

A faint red light and a slightly deeper green light slowly appeared on the crystal on the left, while a faint gray like smoke appeared on the crystal on the right.

"Low-grade fire and wood constitution, gray luck, unqualified, next one."

The middle-aged man just glanced at it and immediately announced the child's fate.

The child was young and didn't know what this meant, but his parents were devastated. Although they knew that the probability of entering the fairy city was low, when they actually faced this result, it was still hard to accept.

The second child also walked up to the stone platform and stretched out his hand.

"The lower quality of fire, earth, and water constitution, gray luck, unqualified, next one..."

"Low-middle grade, earthy constitution, gray-white luck, unqualified..."

"Unqualified..."

There were only twelve or three children in the entire village, and most of them were wiped out in one go.

Although the middle-aged man still had a smile on his face, his eyes were becoming increasingly impatient.

He had long thought that it would be better to only select disciples within the scope of the Immortal City. There was no need to run around in this wasteland to find the lost pearl.

This kind of ghost place lacks spiritual essence, so how can any outstanding person be born?

But selecting disciples from the outside world is an iron rule of the Immortal Sect. Even if many people below do not understand it, they still have to implement it.

Just when the middle-aged man was thinking about ending the test quickly, two astonishing rays of light suddenly appeared on the originally calm crystal.

The crystal on the left is filled with blood-like red. The red light shines through the crystal, making the surrounding area look blood red. The crystal on the right is filled with intense cyan light.

"The appearance of destruction, the destiny of the great road and the sky?"

"My lord, Immortal Ancestor, a treasure from the sea really appears in this ghost place!"

The blood-red light represents the power of destruction among many powers, which is extremely rare in the world of immortality. The luck on the right appears cyan, which means that it has at least immortal level luck.

Once such a person practices cultivation, his future is limitless.

"Okay, okay, everyone else, don't take the test, let's go back quickly."

"With this son, we will never have to do such bad things again."

The middle-aged man said loudly.

In the future, if they come out to do any hard work, they just need to serve this genius well. When the other person succeeds in practice, they will follow the chicken and dog to heaven.

They stared at a child wearing rags and with a shriveled body and thin body with burning eyes.

The child's clothes were in tatters and he didn't even have a pair of shoes on his feet.

"Boss, there is one more person, let's take the test together."

The middle-aged man was about to pack up his things and leave, but the people below pointed at the black boy at the end of the crowd and said.

"Forget it, hurry up then."

The middle-aged man stared at the black boy. He looked very ordinary, but his clothes were a little neater.

In a village of 100 people, it would be great to have one person with incredible qualifications. How could there be a second one?

(End of this chapter)