Living in the world of cultivation

Su Fan was walking on the street of Hongshifang City, feeling so depressed.

Having been in Kunxutian for so long, he still knew something about the plane battlefield. The most dangerous thing was this newly opened plane.

Moreover, Su Fan found that the temperaments of the disciples of various sects who came to Hongshifang City were completely different.

The cultivators who could be seen everywhere were full of murderous aura, with a gloomy look in their eyes. Anyway, they didn't look like good people.

Is this right? This is how the Demon Sect should be.

The order in Kunxutian was indeed too harmonious. Su Fan had been here for so long, and no one had even found fault with him. The immortal sects in Xuanluo Realm had never been so quiet.

There was no trace of the Demon Sect.

Now Su Fan finally understood what was going on. It turned out that those fierce and domineering disciples of the major demon sects in Kunxutian were all in the battlefields of various planes.

How could any cultivator with a little ideal stay in the sect to mess around?

While he was thinking about it, he was suddenly bumped by someone.

Su Fan looked up and saw several black-robed monks looking at him unkindly. The elder brother who bumped into Su Fan glared at him.

"What are you looking at..."

This elder brother had no accent except for his foreign accent. His eyes and temperament were all the same.

Hearing this familiar sentence from his previous life, he actually felt a little kind.

"Uh... I'm sorry, senior brother..."

Seeing that Su Fan was scared, the other party glared at him fiercely again, stretched out his hand to push him aside, and then left arrogantly.

Looking at the backs of several people, he chuckled.

I don't know why, but Su Fan felt quite comfortable with such an atmosphere.

Damn, he found that he was becoming more and more like a demon cultivator.

"Bang..."

At this time, there was a loud noise in the distance, and Su Fan turned his head to see.

He saw that two groups of people had already started fighting on the street not far away. Both sides fought in the market without any scruples, and all the people on the street ran over there.

In a short while, the street was completely blocked.

Su Fan was a step slower and didn't squeeze in.

The crowd watching were all fearless guys. Not only were they not afraid of being accidentally injured, they also cheered loudly.

Before the fight was over, the two groups of people who were watching the excitement also clashed over the place, and the two sides opened up a second battlefield on the street.

The streets were filled with magic smoke, spiritual weapons and magic weapons flew everywhere, and zombies and ghosts screamed miserably.

The shops in the market may have been used to it, and they all activated the formation to support the spiritual shields. The fight between the two sides did not affect the shops on both sides of the street.

Not only that, the shop owners and clerks also brought small stools and watched the excitement excitedly through the spiritual shields.

Su Fan shook his head. This was too chaotic.

But he was relieved. It would be better if the people who went to the plane battlefield were all such aggressive monks.

Don't be like the outer disciples of Kuixing Realm last time, fighting side by side with those stupid teammates, and dying without knowing how.

At this time, several Jindan monks flew over from the distance.

"The people from the Discipline Hall are here, let's disperse..."

The groups of people who were fighting madly just now stopped fighting and disappeared into the crowd.

By the time the disciples of the Discipline Hall were suspended in the air, order had been restored on the streets, and there was no way to find the monks who were making trouble.

"You are not allowed to fight in the market. If you want to fight, go outside. If there is an irreconcilable grudge, you can sign a life and death sign and go to the secret realm to fight a life and death battle."

Seeing that no one on the street paid attention to them, several disciples of the Discipline Hall had to drive their magic tools away in disappointment.

Before they flew far, several people came back again.

"There will be a life-and-death fight in the afternoon. The odds have been announced. If you want to place a bet, hurry up and go..."

After hearing what the disciples of the Discipline Hall said, the monks on the street "whooshed" and ran to the other side of the market. The originally crowded street was suddenly empty.

The shops on both sides of the street also removed the formations and continued to do what they should do.

What the hell...

What kind of people are there in the plane battlefield? Even the disciples of the Discipline Hall here treat life-and-death fights as a business.

Su Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, turning back.

When he returned to the station, he found that someone was making trouble again.

A sect disciple who had just arrived at the station took a fancy to his cave and insisted that he vacate the other party's cave.

This guy's reason was very strange. He actually thought that his cave looked good.

Su Fan was so angry that he laughed. He didn't argue with this idiot and gave the cave to him.

Just change it, there are plenty of caves in the station anyway.

In fact, this group of people are just restless, they are just too idle, always looking for something to cause trouble.

Su Fan doesn't have time to argue with him, what else can he do with this time.

Moreover, he doesn't like to fight or fight.

He doesn't take action easily, but he will kill people if he takes action.

For such a trivial matter, should he kill that idiot? It's totally not worth it.

It's expensive for him to take action once.

Su Fan's concession not only did not receive praise from his fellow disciples, but was despised by many disciples of the sect.

Even the on-duty disciples in the station looked at him with a look of contempt.

It can be seen from the disappointed eyes of the on-duty disciple, that it seems to say, why are you so scared, otherwise there will be more excitement.

If it were anyone else, they would have started fighting long ago.

Su Fan didn't take it seriously at all, he changed his cave with a smile, and he didn't come out again for the next few days.

You are so powerful, why don't you just charge forward if you can fight in the 'Yunze Realm'?

Anyway, Su Fan had thought about it. He didn't go to the surface battlefield to fight for his life, he went to fish.

Of course, if anyone dared to cause trouble for him, Su Fan would definitely not tolerate their problems.

Su Fan finally understood that in a place like a plane battlefield, no one would care if a few people died, and human life was worthless.

A few days later, the plane passage leading to the ‘Yunze Realm’ was opened.

Su Fan followed the flow of people into the plane passage. There were thousands of new monks in their group, all of whom were golden elixir disciples from various demon sects in the western region of Kunxutian.

When he walked out of the plane passage in a daze, he was hit by a sultry humidity.

Fortunately, Su Fan's spiritual robe's four-season spring-like formation automatically turned on, instantly blocking out the damp and hot breath.

He took a deep breath and found that the spiritual energy in this plane was actually very abundant. Although it was not as good as Kunxutian, it was equivalent to the first-order spiritual energy in the Xuanluo world.

Moreover, the air is extremely pure and has a very high oxygen content. It is simply a natural oxygen bar.

But the climate here is a bit like Southeast Asia in the previous life, sultry and humid, with tropical rainforests everywhere, boundless, and it feels like entering a green barrier.

There was a layer of rain and mist in the air, the ground was almost a swamp, and the air was filled with the smell of rotten trees.

Occasionally, tiny bits of sunlight leaked through the thick leaves, and I moved slowly in the jungle covered with fallen leaves. There were shallow puddles that would sink deeply if I stepped on them, making it impossible to walk on the ground.

Walking out of the plane passage, Su Fan followed the flow of people along a wooden passage suspended above the swamp to the base next to it.

This base is composed of towering giant trees with a diameter of tens of meters. The trunks of the giant trees are almost hollowed out, and wooden bridges are erected between each giant tree.

The wooden bridges were hidden among the dense branches, and those who didn't know it thought they had arrived at a city built by elves.

Several large defensive formations were arranged around it, and several huge spiritual energy shields enveloped the base and plane passages.

After entering the base, Su Fan was assigned to an independent cave.

The so-called cave house is only a few square meters in size. It is actually a tree hole dug in the trunk of a tree.

Because they had just experienced plane transfer, Su Fan and other monks who had just entered the battlefield each had a few days of vacation to recover their consciousness.

At night, in a tree hole in the base, a middle-stage Jindan monk was sitting cross-legged.

At this time, the communication array disk around his waist vibrated. He took it off and activated the array disk, and a humanoid shadow popped up in an instant. It was Zhuang He, an inner disciple.

"Third Uncle, that person has gone to the 'Yunze Realm'..."

After listening to Zhuang He's words, the other party nodded.

"Well...I know..."

Seeing that the third uncle didn't take it seriously, Zhuang He quickly gave instructions.

"Third Uncle, this is something that Senior Brother Song Yi has assigned me. You must help me get it done..."

When he heard Song Yi's name, the third uncle's expression suddenly changed.

"Song Yi, a member of the Song family..."

Seeing Zhuang He nod, he frowned.

"That guy is just a follower, he won't be in any trouble..."

Zhuang He knew that his third uncle was very cautious, so he quickly gave him a reassurance.

"He is a disciple selected from a minor plane, and he has just broken through to the Golden Core Realm..."

After hearing what his nephew said, the third uncle breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll take care of it. Just be careful and don't get too close to those high-ranking families, so as not to cause trouble for the family..."

The third uncle tried his best to persuade him, but Zhuang He couldn't listen to him.

"Third Uncle, I understand. When you come back from the 'Yunze Realm', my nephew will try to transfer you to the Internal Affairs Hall..."

"Okay, it's all out of the question. Let's talk about it when we get back..."

After the other party finished speaking, he cut off the communication array and sighed.

He knew this clan nephew too well. He had a high vision but a low hand. He was also wild-minded and always wanted to take shortcuts in doing things.

Originally, he just wanted to deal with his nephew's request, but when it came to the Song family, he couldn't just dismiss it casually.

He thought for a while and suddenly thought of a way.

Early the next morning, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and dull thunder continued to press in the distance. There was warm water vapor in the air, and soon lightning and thunder began.

In the sky, countless thunderbolts resounded crazily, and thunder snakes seemed to tear through the sky. Heavy rain poured down like waterfalls.

Su Fan came out of the cave and looked up at the sky.

Even though there is a spiritual energy shield supported by the formation in the base, looking out through the shield, one can see large raindrops falling on the spiritual energy shield in the blurry gray sky, creating small water circles.

The rainfall in the 'Yunze Realm' is extremely abundant. If it catches up with the rainy season, the heavy rain will even last for a month or two, and the entire plane will be a land of water.

Su Fan came to the canteen of the base. The spiritual food here was very rich, and there were also many specialties from the 'Yunze Realm', and there was no limit to what they could eat.

There were not many monks in the cafeteria at this moment, so Su Fan took the food plate that stood out and found a place with few people to eat.

Although he was wolfing down his food, his ears were not idle. He also listened to the gossips of the monks in the cafeteria.

"Brother, I heard that the guys from the 'Chunjun Demon Sect' came to the 'Yunze Realm'..."

"Not only them, but also the people from the 'Xuanyue Demon Sect' and the 'Xinmo Divine Temple'..."

"What, these guys are all from the super demon sects, why are they here..."

"These guys go everywhere, the 'Yunze Realm' has just been opened up, and they come to join in the fun..."

"Then we should be careful these days and don't provoke these guys..."

"I heard that some of them are in the top 100 of the Kunxutian battle record list. Don't show off when you meet them..."

The chat between the two people next to him immediately aroused Su Fan's interest.

"Chunjun Demon Sect", "Xuanyue Demon Sect" and "Xinmo Divine Temple" are all super demon sects in the central part of Kunxutian.

Although the Beiyou Divine Sect is powerful, in the eyes of these super sects, it is no different from those small sects.

I didn't expect that "Yunze Realm" was so lively here, and it actually attracted people from these sects.

But these things had nothing to do with him, so he just listened and passed it by.

After breakfast, Su Fan walked around the base.

Although the base was built on giant trees, it has been built very well. The trunks of the towering trees have almost been hollowed out, and all kinds of facilities are very complete.

Workshops such as talisman making, alchemy, and weapon making have been built, and they are running at full capacity every day. Puppets several feet high can be seen everywhere in the base working non-stop.

Walking, Su Fan came to a huge tree hole.

This is a trading hall, which is dozens of feet long and wide. There are rows of stalls inside, which attracted many disciples from various sects to come here.

Su Fan also became interested and walked in.

He stopped in front of a stall and saw that the stall was full of various jade slips, which recorded all kinds of information about Yunze Realm.

The stall owner was an old man with a slightly hunched figure, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He was wearing a black robe, with ravines on his face and a hint of evil spirit between his eyebrows.

The reason why Su Fan was attracted to this stall was that before coming to Yunze Realm, Su Fan and others received a jade slip, which recorded various information about Yunze Realm, including the introduction of the Zerg, plane information and plane map.

I didn't expect that this stall would actually sell these things. Would anyone buy them?

But what he didn't expect was that the business of this stall was quite good, and people came to patronize from time to time.

Many people were old customers at first glance, and they didn't hesitate when they came. When they found the jade slips they needed, they all paid the spirit stones and left without hesitation.

Su Fan was excited at that time. It seemed that there was a treasure here.

Thinking of this, he picked up the jade slips on the stall one by one and put them on his forehead. He was shocked after just looking at a few jade slips.

The jade slip that Beiyou Divine Sect distributed, which introduced the Yunze Realm, was very comprehensive, but too general.

The jade slips on this stall covered all aspects, and each item was introduced in great detail, which was very useful for a newcomer like him.

"How much is the jade slip..."

The old man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at him with a sinister look.

"Ten points of combat record, or 100 high-quality spirit stones, no bargaining..."

"What..."

This is too damn expensive.

The old man saw that Su Fan thought it was expensive, and snorted coldly.

"Don't think it's expensive, the things in these jade slips were all exchanged for human lives..."

Although Su Fan also knew that what the other party said made sense, he was poor now.

"It really can't be a little cheaper..."

The old man sneered, closed his eyes again, and simply ignored him.

Su Fan knew that this thing was not worried about selling at all, and it seemed impossible to be cheaper.

In desperation, he had to turn over and over the pile of jade slips he had picked for a long time, and finally picked out three, and then took out three hundred high-grade spirit stones and threw them in front of the old man.

"Junior brother, the money and goods are paid, no refunds or exchanges, come back when you are satisfied..."

After hearing the old man's words, Su Fan almost died of anger.

Damn, when I was rich before, I still needed this little bit from you.

When I have money, I will definitely use a few sacks of low-grade spirit stones to put on your head.