A city of dozens of miles is located in the boundless barren mountains.

Tianxing City.

The city was protected by formations, and it was difficult to get into the gray fog outside. There was a tall building in the center of the city, shaped like a pagoda, about fifteen feet tall, emitting a faint luster, like a pearl, but the rest were very dilapidated, almost all of which were short stone houses, very dark.

On the gravel-paved street, several vendors were selling weakly, but almost no pedestrians came to take a look.

Although the city is dilapidated, it is still neat, and it is much worse outside the city.

The city walls were covered with gravel and dead bones, spreading in circles, and the surrounding gray fog was filled with a strong smell of rotten smell, which was unavailable, making people sick. However, there were many hunched figures swimming back and forth in the gray fog.

These are not corpses, but practitioners and mortals. They have no resources to enter the city, but they are unwilling to leave, so they can only stay by the city.

They just survived. As long as the corpse appears, there are only two ways to wait for them, death or becoming corpse.

Next to the tall tower in the center of the city, there were long queues, and there were endless cultivators joining the team.

These practitioners have one common characteristic, which is that their face is as beautiful as earth, their eyes are unsightly, and their cultivation level is the same, as if they have not eaten enough for hundreds of years.

Opposite them was a group of soldiers, all of whom were radiant, with glittering eyes shining like stars. Looking at the group of cultivators lined up, they showed contempt from time to time, as if they were looking at a group of ants.

"I've got the spirit spring!"

"Here is here! Here!"

With the sergeant shouting, the first person in front of the team quickly raised his hands and walked over quickly. He bowed his head and saluted. When he looked up, a little light finally flashed in his turbid eyes, staring at the sergeant with full expectations.

The soldier stared at me, "Zhang Si? You haven't paid all the fees this month, how dare you come to get Lingquan?"

Zhang Si hurriedly begged, "Sir, please give me a few days. The younger one has obtained the spiritual spring, recovered a little cultivation, and immediately went out to hunt monsters."

The soldier burst into laughter, "You can kill monsters like this? Hahahahahahahaha!"

The sergeant behind him laughed, leaning forward and backward.

"It's certainly OK, a small guarantee."

Zhang Sibanyu didn't dare to say anything, but just begged in a low voice, and he almost knelt down.

"Fork out!"

The sergeant's face suddenly became extremely cold, "You can do hunting monsters? Now all the low-level monsters around Tianxing City have been killed. Even if we go out, the remaining monsters will have to work hard and even casualties. Humph, what's the use of you bunch of garbage? Staying in the city is a waste of spiritual springs, one dies less!"

"I'm sorry, please give me some spiritual springs. If there is no spiritual spring, I will fall down and practice. I will fight my life..."

Zhang Si knelt down, but before he finished speaking, he was forked by the two soldiers beside him, swung his arms across, and immediately flew hundreds of feet away, lying on the ground, unable to get up even if he crawled.

"waste!"

The sergeant turned to the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Don't pay the full fee within three days, and throw it out of Tianxing City to feed the corpse! Decline in cultivation? So what if you die? If you don't pay the resources, go out. Tianxing City will not raise waste people!"

Zhang Si was still able to speak, and the crowd was trembling, but no one dared to argue.

The lowest level of the sergeant is the Golden Elixir realm, and the Nascent Soul realm accounts for the majority, and the cultivation of these people is much worse. Even if their cultivation is the same, how can these pale and thin skin be opponents of soldiers with sufficient spirit?

"Don't waste time, who will be next? Come quickly!"

"Here you..."

An old man rushed forward, bowing and saluting.

The sergeant glanced at him, pulled a wooden barrel from behind, and looked disdainful, "Take it!"

The old man's eyes shone, he hurriedly opened the wooden barrel, stretched out his head and sniffed it a few times, as if he was smelling the only delicious food in the world. When he looked up, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, and he smiled and said, "Sir, is it wrong..."

The sergeant said coldly, "What's wrong?"

The old man whispered, "There is a little less spiritual energy in the spiritual spring water, even less than last time..."

"Didn't you read the order issued by the city lord?"

The sergeant's face was gloomy, "It's normal for you to get the spiritual spring water that you are old."

The old man shook his body, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said powerlessly, "But..."

The sergeant's face turned darker, "Nothing is there! Good spiritual spring water is left to young people. What's the use of you old guys if you want it? You can't improve your cultivation and do things. If you ask me, you shouldn't give it at all!"

The old man's eyes turned dark and he almost fell.

The sergeant waved his hand and said impatiently, "Get the water and leave quickly! Don't delay others!"

Behind the old man, many people started to clamor, "Go away quickly, don't waste our time in cultivation!", "It's good to have it, you have to be picky.", "The adults are right, forget it if you get old, you'll die. What spiritual spring do you want!"

The old man sighed, picked up the bucket and left slowly.

"You won't be old... You can't practice when you are old..."

The vague words were spoken from his mouth, but he could hear them alone. He knew very well that if he dared to question the city lord's order here, he would be thrown out of Tianxing City and turned into food for the corpse.

Outside the city, thousands of miles away.

"These people are really too much!"

Caiying stared at Yue Jing in front of her, clenching her fists tightly, "Zhou, we will enter the city later, can we drive all these guys out?"

The moon mirror shows the scene of Tianxing City. If you want to go to Tianxing City, Zhou Shu will naturally investigate. This has nothing to do with cultivation and has always been a habit. As for Wen Yiyuan and Wen Ning, they were staring at the white moonlight in their sleeves in a daze, and could not sense anything.

Mr. Jian said in a deep voice, "Actually, it's understandable that they do this. With so few resources, they can only be left to useful people and those with development potential."

Zhou Shu's face was calm, "It's not easy to maintain such a large city. There are no corpses in the city, and soldiers are prohibited, and there are no cruel actions. In a place like Wutao Realm, the city lord of Tianxing City is good, and you can watch it."

"What's not bad?"

Caiying was a little angry, "Zhou, look at the city lord living in such a big house, and then look at other people, where is it better? Moreover, there are a lot of resources required to build this house. If you divide a little of it for others, you won't all be repaired. Isn't this evil?"

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "That's not a house."

Caiying was stunned, "Ah?"

Zhou Shu said calmly, "The whole city is supported by the tall tower. Without it, the gray fog has completely swallowed Tianxing City, and these practitioners cannot last until now... By the way, Mr. Jian, you have a deeper understanding of the laws of life and death. Do you see anything about the tower?"

"I'm afraid it's going to be close."

Old Jian shook his sword, "No matter what, the formation that can withstand the death machine is very extraordinary."

Zhou Shu nodded slightly, "Yes, it's worthwhile to have such a formation in such a world."

This tall tower is very worthy and worth learning.
Chapter completed!