Chapter 288 The Old Man Who Plays a Rogue

"Ah! What the hell! Will this ore also hit people? It's refined!"

"Damn, I just want to pick a flower. Why is the sea of flowers here crazy?"

"Hemm...help!"

Fang Rui, who sat cross-legged in the air outside the gate of the Yanbai Mountains, couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the continuous ghost calls in his ears.

It has been a few days since Zhongtai Star settled down.

However, all ten teams led by 100 medium-class immortals, as well as a fairy middle grade, two immortals and two immortals superiors. While collecting medicinal materials and ores, there was still a continuous sound of ghost crying and wolf howling.

When collecting medicine, I was jumped up and bitten by the herb, and the explosive ore hit my head when mining... This group of people can be said to have suffered a lot.

Fortunately, Shang Yang is an idle person, and his strength is quite excellent. Whenever he encounters trouble, he will rush there immediately, but it makes the disciples of the infinite faction suffer a little, but he is not worried about his life.

Fang Rui is carefully understanding that he has broken through to the level of Jinxian, so he is too lazy to care about it - at least, in such an environment, his ability to respond to them is also a great strengthening, at least every disciple's vigilance is indeed much higher than before.

Improving in these places is also a way to improve strength and combat effectiveness.

Just as Fang Rui was about to close his eyes and practice again, there was a noisy sound in the northwest.

"I have been herding sheep here for many years! Why can't you come in! I haven't heard of anything infinite. This is a place without a master. My old man has released sheep here all his life, and no one has chased me!"

A vigorous voice looks extremely righteous.

Fang Rui opened his eyes again.

He has some doubts in his heart. There are indeed many immortals in the inland fairyland. These immortals were born and grew up in the fairyland, and many of them are good materials for cultivation.

Therefore, the inland fairy gates usually open the mountain gate to accept apprentices after a period of time. Of course, they are those who open the mountain gates. Few medium-sized fairy gates open the mountain gate to accept apprentices. After all, they can directly choose those more qualified disciples from the lower fairy gates.

It is not uncommon to see ordinary civilians or even power like countries on such a planet.

But this is the edge after all.

According to Yuan Hongye, there are no civilians here.

After all, the living environment here is too harsh. Even those combative immortals may not be able to survive safely here. It is better not to go out of the mountain gate. How can there be civilians?

However, everything is possible. Maybe there will be civilians in such poor mountains and rivers?

So Fang Rui withdrew his eyes and flew to the place of the dispute.

If it is a real civilian, it can't cause any damage to others.

If someone pretends to be... then it can't let him hurt the disciples of the infinite faction.

When he flew over, he happened to hear Fang Ding's helpless explanation: "It's not that you are not allowed to herd sheep... but that every grass and tree here are terrible. Several of us have been injured these days! If it hurts you, it will be bad."

Hearing Fang Ding's voice, Fang Rui was relieved first - Fang Ding was an honest man.

"What's so terrible! Your group is really inexplicable. Look, I drove the sheep all the way, and there is no grass that can hurt us! Only sheep eat grass, and I have never heard of grass hurting sheep!"

Looking at the old man and the skinny goat he was driving, Fang Ding and other infinite disciples were completely speechless.

Just like you, and your sheep, I guess even if it is a grass demon, you dare not eat it? Afraid of teeth.

"Old man, we really have good intentions."

Fang Rui appeared in front of the old man and looked at the dirty sheepskin jacket of the other party. A lot of vulgar stories flashed in Fang Rui's mind.

Then he laughed and said, "Well, you can continue herding sheep, okay?"

"How can that work? I was fine when I was herding sheep alone, and there was no such thing as grass biting sheep. Now that you are here, I don't care if those grass likes to bite you, but what if you accidentally hurt me and my sheep?" The old man waved the crutch in his hand and shouted.

This is obviously a very rude statement, quite unreasonable.

"Well... we are also taking advantage of the characteristics of here to train disciples. Why don't you go to another place to herd sheep? I'll give you a jar of wine." Fang Rui said with a smile.

Looking at the jar of nectar taken out by Fang Rui, the old man rudely grabbed it, patted it open, poured two mouthfuls, and then his eyes glowed.

Just when everyone thought that the old man was going to let go, the old man continued to stare: "How can an altar be enough!"

"How much do you want?"

The old man drew a "ten": "At least ten altars."

"Alle." Fang Rui laughed, and then took out a jar from the Qingxu Cave. In order to satisfy the drunkards of the four demon kings, and most of the infinite faction were originally civilians, and their wine-making skills were not bad, so there was no shortage of infinite wine at all.

Looking at the ten jars of wine in front of him, the old man grabbed his head.

While Fang Rui was about to send someone to send it back for you, the old man put the jar of wine on his head. It was not until the last jar was put up that he swayed and drove his sheep away.

"This old man is good at juggling." Fang Ding laughed.

"Yes, although I don't feel any fluctuation of fairy power in him... I'm definitely not an ordinary person." Fang Rui laughed and said, "It's just a few jars of wine. If he likes it, he can drink it for him. It's not worth anything."

Fang Ding nodded.

In the next few days, the old man who herd sheep would come and make a lot of noise when he had nothing to do. Then he left happily with a few jars of wine every time. Later, the disciples of the immeasurable faction were conscious. When they saw the old man rushing the sheep coming, they directly took out a few jars of wine and put them in front of him...

At first, Fang Rui thought that something would happen. Maybe he would look at a boy who often drinks, and then show his identity as a peerless master and accept an apprentice or something...

However, nothing happened. The days were so dull, and day by day passed.

The disciples of the infinite faction are used to having such an old man occasionally come to drink.

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"What is the new sect doing recently?"

In the center of the Zhongtai Star Changlin Continent, there is a towering and majestic mountain, which is where the gate of the iron gate is located.

As a superior immortal sect, there are not many disciples of the iron gate.

Each lower-class immortals has more than 100,000 disciples and millions of disciples, while the middle-class immortals often have hundreds of thousands of disciples at most, and the number of upper-class immortals is even fewer.

The real number of fighters at the Iron Gate is less than 20,000.

Although in general, there are more than 100,000 disciples of Zhan Tiemen, but most of them are disciples responsible for refining and alchemy. There are less than 20,000 real core disciples.

However, this less than 20,000 immortals is an extremely horrible combat power, enough to sweep countless lower-class immortals.

Because among these two thousand disciples, the weakest ones are all golden immortals.

A golden fairy product like Tie Zhenghao is the weakest existence in the iron gate.

Most of the disciples are the existence of the golden immortals and even the golden immortals.

The core disciples and elders are ancient immortals ten thousand times stronger than the golden immortals.

The iron dragon, the head of the iron gate, is a real person who is higher than the ancient immortals.

Above the immortal is the golden immortal, above the golden immortal is the ancient immortal, and above the ancient immortal is the real person.

Even in the fairyland, although the number of real people is quite large, it will not be too many.

However, although Tie Zhenghao is only the weakest disciple, his identity in Zhan Tiemen is very different. The reason is very simple - he is the direct grandson of Tielong.

The owner of the iron gate is Tielong, most of whom are children of his clan, all surnamed Tie, but the iron gate is named after "Zhan" iron.

It doesn't sound very lucky, but it has a deep meaning in it.

The goal of real-life cultivation is great power.

And the power is to kill his own three corpses.

So after creating his own sect, Tielong named the sect "Zhan Tie", which is also a well-intentioned.

Now, Iron Dragon is asking his grandson.

Tie Zhenghao said respectfully: "They have taken root in Rongzhou. Every day, each team will be divided into hundreds of people, led by immortal immortals to collect medicinal materials and ores everywhere. At the same time, a group of immortals with immortals and immortals are stationed in the spiritual vein to mine ore."

Tielong Zhenren nodded slightly. This new lower sect also has a good organization. I heard that it still flew from the lower world. It is also a good performance to have such an organization.

"You have tested their leader. What is the strength of this person?"

Hearing the old man's question, Tie Zhenghao felt that the back of his head hurt a little again. He thought that he had already asked that day. Why did he ask today?

However, he still replied respectfully, "Mr. Hui, this person is the cultivation of the peak of the immortal, but it is quite strange. I think he has stepped on the threshold of the golden immortal. Maybe in a while, he will break through the peak of the immortal and enter the realm of the golden immortal."

Speaking of this, Tie Zhenghao couldn't help laughing at the recent observation: "That sect is also a little interesting. Although it has just been promoted to a lower-class fairy gate, it has already owned a lot of war equipment, which protects the whole Rongzhou very well. If it is on an inland planet, their performance will bring a great sense of security to the local immortals.

"In this case, the senior officials of this sect should be quite powerful."

Tielong Zhenren muttered: "In this case, you can inform them that we can take three of them to open their eyes for this action."

"Isn't it a little early?"

Tie Zhenghao asked doubtfully, "After all, they don't have a golden fairy. Even if they can come out of the peak of three immortals, I'm afraid it won't play a role in such an action."

"I didn't expect them to play any role, but it's good to let them see it."

Tielong's real voice came from the high seat: "Since this sect can insist on not joining any forces, I always have to look up at such a backbone and good man. If you can help, just help me. Anyway, it won't cost much."

Tie Zhenghao nodded respectfully and wondered why the old man suddenly wanted to help others?

After Tie Zhenghao left, the iron dragon on the high platform took out a jar of wine from nowhere, and then took a few sips.

"After drinking so much of your wine... just treat it as a favor."

The real person on the high platform muttered.