"Luanchun, he should have gone to Changli Demon Village..."

The old woman's eyes were cloudy and unfocused. She just focused and was pulled back from her memories.

The little girl carried the basket and acted coquettishly at her for a while, then hummed a song and went down the long steps.

Seeing her apprentice's innocent appearance, she couldn't help but sigh. Looking at the vast green mountains in the distance, she began to recall the past at every turn. People like this when they get old.

But he suddenly woke up and shouted to his apprentice who was nowhere to be seen down the mountain.

"Where are you going? Be careful of the evil thieves outside, don't be fooled!"

From far away at the end of the steps, a clear child's voice could be heard.

"Hehe, don't worry! I'm just going to pick mushrooms on the mountain next door!"

Although the old woman was worried, she thought that the surrounding mountains also belonged to the sect's sphere of influence, so those demon thieves were not so presumptuous, so they let her go.

Little did they know, there were already several groups of people secretly watching in the forest outside, watching a little girl go down this mountain and then up that mountain, with a long-awaited sinister smile on her face.

...

Changli Magic Village.

A woman in a black gauze and bamboo hat was sitting quietly in a noisy tavern. There was a jar of wine and two plates of side dishes on the table, but she did not move her chopsticks.

The demonic men around were shouting non-stop, laughing loudly, clinking bowls loudly, and spilling bright wine all over the floor.

Some leftover fish bones and chicken bones were thrown on the ground without any scruples. The shopkeepers and waiters were not surprised, and no one took care of them.

The restaurant was in a mess.

There were some ragged beggars wandering around on the ground, grabbing leftover food from the same skinny local dogs.

These beggars have more or less some cultivation, but they are in the early and middle stages of Qi training. After such a long period of neglect, they are already no different from mortal warriors.

In the world of cultivation, this kind of person is called a "Pig".

Piggy means piglet.

Those who have been slaves, or had their organs removed for transplants, or have been crippled by fighting, or have been terminally ill from poisoning, or have been addicted to magic poison, or have lost all their money in prostitution and gambling...

There are more reasons because in this cannibalistic place, I am unable to earn enough spiritual stones to heal myself.

You can only fall down!

In the fast-paced and high-pressure world of magic, characters with perseverance, outstanding will, and ruthlessness can either develop and rise against the tide.

Or it will breed those at the bottom of the cultivation world who have no hope of life and no future!

The strong become stronger and the weak become weaker.

In the magic world, lying down means begging for food!

Even if we really want to go to the mortal world, these people may not survive!

Because Chu is a country of demons.

Those innate masters in the mortal world, when they see these low-level immortal cultivators who are miserable, will have the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and they will form groups to "fight monsters"!

Aren’t you an immortal? It’s best to be sick!

What we are hunting is the Immortal Master!

As long as you are killed and we inherit your property, we may also become immortal masters!

In the kingdom of demons, princes and generals are really smart!

Therefore, these losers who were photographed by the waves can only hide in the Demon City and beg for food, and do not even dare to return to the secular world.

And the native dog that competes with them for food is not an ordinary native dog, but a ‘war beast’.

Speaking of which, there are no Warcraft in this world.

It was only because the demonic monks, in order to transform their spiritual pets, used demonic energy to cultivate them, strengthen their whole bodies, and even plant demonic seeds ruthlessly that such things as demonic beasts were born.

However, because the monster's mind is a little violent and chaotic, and its bloodline and talent are contaminated, it is most likely that it will not be able to reproduce.

But there is only one exception.

It was back then that there was a demon sect boss who summoned a ‘Demon Dog King’ from the hell world!

The bloodline of this hellish creature was so powerful that it directly left descendants in its own world. In addition, its reproductive ability was particularly strong, and it immediately blossomed everywhere.

At first, it even caused a carnival in the demonic cultivation world!

Because at that time, Warcraft was still a rare item only available to high-level monks. After all, not everyone could afford to 'modify' it!

But seeing more and more monsters appear, they are willing to keep even a dog!

This led to the fact that in that era, everyone had a devil dog when they went out, which basically became the standard equipment in the world of devil cultivation.

People at the time jokingly said: "You start with a dog, and you have to grab all the equipment." This is how it came about.

But it was different later.

You know, bloodline will definitely dilute over time.

The laws of heaven are always like this.

Therefore, for most demon dogs, the descendants born have increasingly thinner bloodlines, lower and lower upper limits, and weaker and weaker powers.

In the end, there was no other way. Many magical beasts with no potential were abandoned and abandoned on the streets of Xiuzhenfang City without anyone caring about them.

Because these monsters were contaminated, they had no way to eat on the table, so they had to live on the streets and compete with beggars for food.

However, there is always a one-in-a-million chance that some monsters with returning bloodline will be born, which gives rise to another industry of blind box opening before the cubs are born in the magic world.

"Betting on dogs".

As the name suggests, it is simply betting on dogs.

People who bet on dogs are also called dog gamblers.

Bet on dogs, bet on dogs, bet until the end, and get nothing.

Living on the streets, begging with dogs, is also a helpless act.

Therefore, in many demonic families, the children are strictly prohibited from engaging in dog gambling. The elders are afraid that the younger generations will lose all their accumulated wealth.

Of course, there are some cases.

For example, Lao Mo, the former subordinate of Young Master Jiuyou, had been lurking in the Lu Kingdom for so many years. He kept a dark demon dog at the peak of Foundation Establishment, which was a mutated magical beast created by gambling on dogs.

Here in Mo Dao, the debt collection industry is also very prosperous.

Various methods of door-to-door debt collection have been developed to the extreme, and there are a huge number of practitioners.

Correspondingly, the number of debt evaders has become larger...

Because demonic characters are inherently selfish, there are still only a few people who actually borrow money, and most of them are lenders!

And more low-level monks have taken on debt without knowing it, and even they themselves can't figure out when they were tricked!

What should I do if I can’t afford it?

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What should I do if I can’t run away?

Either sell your organs or be a slave and choose your own path.

Most people don't want to be slaves and can only harm themselves, which then makes it more and more difficult for the bottom class. This is a cultivation world with abnormal development.

But it is also because of the cruel competition that the monks here are all fierce and aggressive. In addition, the cruel training and elimination mechanism of the top sects of the demonic path prevent them from falling behind in the confrontation with the righteous cultivation world.

The road to Linshan was filled with dust.

When I took Brother Chicken and the Pig-headed Monster from the northeastern border of Lu State to the Demonic State of Chu, they walked around and walked into the Xiuzhenfang City.

He contacted an old friend in advance.

"Why don't we go to Jin State and choose Chu State?"

Brother Ji asked in confusion.

Lin Shan walked on the street, looking at the bustling crowd, marveling at the huge base of monks at the bottom of the magic path, and patiently explained it.

"For two reasons."

"Firstly, I have a good brother in Jin who is jealous of me. I'm afraid that he will stumbling upon us after I leave. With his current power, your sect will definitely not be able to establish."

"The second thing is that here in the Chu Kingdom, there is a demonic elder of mine who was once here. We can go to her place to have a rest first, learn about the local intelligence, and then make plans."

Brother Ji nodded repeatedly after hearing this and praised Lin Shan for his thoughtfulness.

The pig-headed monster took a nap on his other shoulder, snoring into a deep sleep.

When the monks in Mo Daofang City saw him passing by, most of them thought it was normal. They thought that this young man in white only had two spiritual pets and it was no big deal.

Although the chicken on this person's shoulder seems to be quite spiritual.

As Lin Shan walked deeper into Fang City, the scenery he saw became more and more comprehensive, and he had a more intuitive understanding of the atmosphere of the demonic country here.

This place is completely different from the former Yichuanfang City!
To be continued...