The martial artists at the foot of the mountain have a sense of fear and disgust towards the cultivators. They want them to accept you easily, but I am afraid... I am afraid that with my influence, I can't do it at all."

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

If you want to change the mountain, you must get the approval of the Martial Alliance.

As long as the Wumeng didn't say anything, they would be surrounded and killed if they dared to walk out of the mountain gate.

"Don't worry, you can take your time. We should be able to hold on for a few years. If you need something, you might as well contact the mountains. It's useless for us to keep some of the things in the mountains. You might as well give them all to you as a favor."

Liu Xinghun sighed.

More than 240 years ago, when cultivators were in charge of the earth, they often plundered wealth from the mortal world.

Almost every month, a large amount of jewelry and rare metals are paid to the mountains in each city. Of course, these jewelry and gold and silver are not for the cultivators to spend, but are just for decoration.

All of the large-scale cultivation sects are extremely luxuriously built.

The ground is paved with white jade and the roof is inlaid with gems.

Most of the flying swords they use are made of purple gold and meteorite.

Especially purple gold.

Only a thousand taels of gold can be extracted into a trace of purple gold.

You can imagine how luxurious it was at the beginning.

Therefore, once a martial artist masters his strength, he will immediately kill all the cultivators.

The "useless things" mentioned by Liu Xinghun at this moment obviously refer to these jewelry.

"This...is good too."

Ning Chuan nodded slightly.

"There's one more thing, look at this."

Liu Xinghun threw out a piece of white paper casually.

Ning Chuan took the paper and quickly scanned it, shocked.

[Kill Ningchuan and reward 300 contribution points, capture Ningchuan alive and let Ningchuan join the organization, reward 1500 contribution points]!

"Great Elder, this is..."

"The wanted order from the Meta Organization!"

Liu Xinghun's tone was calm, "Don't panic, I am a member of the [Yuan] organization. Fortunately, I took the lead in accepting this wanted order. Otherwise, if it were other guys, I'm afraid I wouldn't discuss it with you."

"You... are you also a member of the [meta] organization?"

Ning Chuan was dumbfounded.

I'll go!

How big is this organization?

The dark web is dense!

Random and horizontal?

Or is the [Yuan] organization secretly formed by the cultivators of that year?

Chapter 2 is here!
Chapter completed!