Purgatory

Chapter 160 Sect, Family, Loose Cultivator.

At the stone road.

"Loose cultivators, aristocratic families, sects."

Pang Jian looked at the practitioners who showed their heads from all sides and pondered.

Through Luo Hongyan's narration a while ago, as well as the recent conversation with Gao Yuan, he roughly understood the situation of cultivation in the third realm.

In the third realm, the most powerful forces are naturally the five major sects of Lieyang Sect, Blood Moon, Hongshan, Galaxy Alliance, and Yinling Temple.

Then, there is the so-called family.

Most of the aristocratic families in the third realm are rooted in the two continents of Qiantian and Xuanyou, building cities to control ordinary people.

Aristocratic families, attached to sects!

In the major aristocratic families, all the children with cultivation talents will be sent to the major sects.

The elders of the sect, in addition to recruiting disciples through the aristocratic family, also select suitable talents from the city controlled by the aristocratic family.

After the disaster broke out in the lower realm, the sects and forces of all parties in the third realm only arranged in advance in many broken lands.

If there is no accident, practitioners from the seven great families of the lower realm should all be arranged in the broken ground.

——Instead of the two rich lands of Qiantian and Xuanyou.

The reason for this is that the aristocratic families in the third realm did not allow the seven major families in the fourth realm to go to the Qiantian and Xuanyou continents to compete with them for resources.

Under sects and aristocratic families, there are loose cultivators.

Practitioners who have not been able to enter the Dharma Eyes of the major sects and who are not from aristocratic families are collectively called loose cultivators.

The status of casual cultivators in the third realm is not only lower than that of major sects, but also that of practitioners from aristocratic families.

Of course, the famous high-level overhaul like Cao Mang and Lei Kun is another matter.

"No wonder Yuan Fei ended so badly, Gao Yuan didn't feel safe at all..."

Pang Jian was full of thoughts, watching the continuous stream of participants climbing the mountain from different positions.

He soon discovered that powerful figures like Lie Yangzong, Xinghe League, and Blood Moon occupied other peaks, and he was not in a hurry to come to the first peak.

He immediately guessed that the gatherings of the previous few days should not be able to attract those people.

After observing, Pang Jian, who was about to climb the mountain, suddenly realized that Han Ting, who had greeted him, had not said a word.

Turning his head in doubt, he noticed that Han Ting's eyes full of indignation were fixed on a group of five people.

It was four men and one woman.

They looked like casual cultivators, and they were starting to climb from the first floor from the valley next to the first peak, holding tokens.

The five of them also seemed to be participating in the rally.

The first person has a short beard, wears a blue robe, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks to be in his early thirties.

The person had a storage bag hanging from his waist, and he was talking with a petite woman beside him while walking.

The petite woman is quite pretty, but her figure is a little shriveled, which is far from being comparable to Han Ting's hotness.

She looked soft and weak, and when she was talking to the man in Tsing Yi, she covered her mouth and smiled subtly from time to time.

The other three pulled behind, talking to each other, looking around at the casual cultivators nearby.

When meeting acquaintances, they will greet each other with a smile and nod from afar.

Han Ting's eyes were full of indignation, and she followed the five people all the time, focusing on this group, so she was not in a hurry to climb the mountain.

Pang Jian was thoughtful.

"Pang Jian, borrow your cave!"

Han Ting gritted her teeth lightly.

Before Pang Jian agreed, she pushed open the stone door and entered, and then locked it from the inside.

After a while.

Han Ting, who had changed into a light blue dress, stepped out of the cave with a little makeup on. She tied her narrow waist with a belt, which made her upper body more exaggerated.

Her naturally loose black long hair was also fixed with exquisite hairpins, fully presenting that seductive and gorgeous face.

"go!"

She took the initiative to pull Pang Jian and went to one of the nineteenth floors, from the top of the mountain to the stone steps at the foot of the mountain.

And this stone step is not the one closest to Pang Jian's cave.

"Wait for me a moment."

Han Ting said in a pleading tone.

Pang Jian nodded grimly.

"Hey, Han Ting!"

"Isn't this Han Ting?"

"I heard that you stole Zhang Bin's harvest and fled to the first peak after getting injured. Didn't you know that Zhang Bin also came?"

"..."

Han Ting, who was standing still on the stone steps, was seen by a familiar casual cultivator who was climbing the mountain on the way, and people kept saying hello.

Pang Jian, who was on the side, noticed that most of the male casual practitioners were lingering on Han Ting's hot body with lustful eyes.

Some female cultivators, behind the seemingly polite greetings, are mostly full of malice.

Han Ting remained calm.

She was obviously used to this, she didn't even bother to explain, and let others criticize.

until……

The five people she had been watching closely climbed up the stone steps and saw Han Tinghou from a distance below.

Han Ting's breath was a little unstable at this moment, and her calm state of mind was obviously disturbed.

"Miss Ting..."

At the bottom of the stone steps, the petite woman greeted her softly and timidly.

She, who was walking in front, couldn't help shrinking back, letting the man in green with the short beard come forward.

"Sister? I can't afford it!"

Han Ting pursed her lips, and said in a strange way: "My serious injury is thanks to you, and I found you the formula of Fireworks and Poison Palm. But I never imagined that you would be mixed with so many poisonous substances." Thing, shoot the fireworks and poisonous palm on my body, or take advantage of my unpreparedness!"

"Sister Ting, don't be bloody, you obviously want to monopolize all the gains, so..."

Fang Xin shook his head and explained softly.

"You know what you have done!"

Han Ting said coldly.

Climbers climbing the stone steps, many of them stopped because of their dispute, looked on curiously.

Many disciples from the aristocratic families above were not in a hurry to climb up, but also watched this little commotion among casual cultivators with great interest.

"That girl... has a really attractive figure!"

"Well, although the appearance is not perfect, the figure can make people drool."

"It's a pity that I'm just a casual cultivator, without any sectarian foundation, and my background is a little bit worse."

Many disciples from aristocratic families commented.

"Do you recognize the young man in black next to Han Ting?"

Zhang Bin, who stopped in his tracks, quietly said to Fang Xin who was behind him, "I've never heard you say that she has such casual cultivator friends."

Fang Xin sighed secretly.

She knew that Zhang Bin still didn't give up on Han Ting, and when she saw a man suddenly appeared beside Han Ting, Zhang Bin didn't ask anything, but asked the man's identity first.

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

Fang Xin glanced at the young man in black who was taller than Han Ting and taller than most casual cultivators on the [-]th floor.

Tall and refined physique, stern and tough face, lined with a pair of quiet eyes, looking at the young man in black who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, Fang Xin subconsciously compares him with Zhang Bin.

After a comparison, she felt that Zhang Bin's appearance and temperament seemed to be inferior to the other party's. Fortunately... Zhang Bin was in the late stage of the Xiantian realm and was about to break through to Dongxuan.

"Nothing else is useless, only a superb realm of cultivation is the real thing."

Fang Xin, who had been fighting with Han Ting in secret, hummed in his heart, still acting weak and timid: "I'm a little afraid that she will climb a high branch and seek revenge on us with the help of others."

Zhang Bin frowned.

After a moment of consideration, he immediately continued to climb the stone steps.

Soon, he arrived in front of Han Ting, his deep eyes wandered around Pang Jian, and then he said to Han Ting: "Those things you took, as long as you follow the agreed share, they will belong to us." Hand it over, and we won't embarrass you."

"I almost died, can this be called embarrassing?"

Han Ting twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a sneer, "Don't come here! Zhang Bin, what are you thinking in your heart, you think I can't see it? Are you going to want things and my people together?"

Zhang Bin shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

He took the lead in going up the stone steps.

"Hehe, I want both things and... people. It's no problem, the fighting between casual cultivators has always been so cruel and has no bottom line."

"If it were me, I might just want people, and things don't matter."

"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to watch."

The children of the aristocratic family above didn't care about the feelings of Han Ting and Zhang Bin. After some loud comments, they felt that it was meaningless, so they went up the mountain one after another.

Han Ting didn't move, she just stood there, looking at Fang Xin without saying a word.

She watched Fang Xin change a stone step halfway, and gradually headed towards the height of the first peak together with the other three casual practitioners who also coveted her body.

"call!"

After taking a deep breath, Han Ting said to Pang Jian: "I'm sorry, I have delayed your time and let you watch a joke."

Pang Jian shook his head, but didn't say anything.

"Casual repair..."

Through the dialogue between the children of the aristocratic family, the words and expressions of Zhang Bin and Fang Xin, he probably knew what happened, and also had a little understanding of the situation of the casual practitioners in the third world.

The two immediately climbed the mountain along the stone steps.

On the way, Han Ting, who didn't know what to think, didn't speak again, and Pang Jian, who was worried, was also silent all the way.

When they reached the fifth floor of No.30, after the two showed their tokens, they came to the first peak of Yuan Mang.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Pang Jian heard the commotion and saw hundreds of people who came earlier, scattered in various areas to talk.

I haven't waited for him to take a closer look...

"Rules, do you both understand?"

"The token, remember to keep it on your body at all times, so that our people can listen to your conversations. Every time a deal is concluded, whether you are buying a house or selling it, you must give one-tenth of the transaction amount."

"In addition, in the first three days, the internal trading field was not open, you can only be outside."

"..."

A woman in white with a sweet voice, sitting in the wooden tower at the end of the stone steps, introduced to Pang Jian and Han Ting.

"I understand the rules. This is not the first time I have attended the meeting."

Han Ting said quickly.

"That's good."

The woman in white smiled and nodded.

It was only then that Pang Jian noticed that there were many wooden towers nearby, with women in white clothes sitting on them, and they were explaining the rules to the participants who climbed up from below.

Many participants nodded frequently and listened very carefully, for fear of missing something.

These people are obviously the first time to participate in such a grand event.

On the stone steps leading to the foot of the mountain, there are more practitioners in different clothes, coming to the top of the mountain like a colony of ants.

……

(End of this chapter)