Chapter 408: Collecting Intelligence
Sanfeng Village is a very inconspicuous mountain village located in the eastern part of the Disaster Realm. It is named after three connected hills standing behind the village.
Today, Sanfeng Village, which has not been visited by many outsiders, welcomed an extraordinary young guest.
This guest is tall and handsome in appearance. He is dressed in Tsing Yi, with a sharp long knife on his waist. He rides on the back of a very attractive maroon horse, which attracts the attention of both men and women in Sanfeng Village. Young and old alike were firmly attracted to him.
"Jun Housheng, I don’t know what you are asking about, old man from the demon world. Old man, I have never been out of a hundred miles radius in my life. How do I know what you are talking about..."
At this time, Wang Zhifan, who was riding on the back of a red deer horse, was listening to the white-bearded old man answering his questions at the door of a house ten feet away from the roadside. He suddenly knew that this old man who seemed to have a lot of life experience was just a facade.
"Excuse me, father-in-law."
Unable to find out the required information, Wang Zhifan had to respond politely to the other party, and then drove the red deer horse under his crotch to continue on his way.
Actually, the old man just now was not the first person he asked in this village, but the other people were in the same situation. They were all unfamiliar with the concept of the devil world, and some even couldn’t even name the place. He didn't even know about the disaster, which really made him understand that this seemingly affluent village was just a remote place in the mountains.
“Let’s find a big, bustling city and ask.”
Without much hesitation, he decided to ride a red deer horse across the stone bridge in front of Sanfeng Village and rush to the densely populated city. As for the location of the city, he had already found out just now. It was almost sixty miles away.
唔唔唔~
The red deer horse takes a steady pace, like an ordinary horse, and the hooves collide rhythmically with the hard stone slabs of the stone bridge, creating a sound that is comfortable for the ears. sound.
Wang Zhifan sat leisurely on horseback, looking around the surrounding villages, rivers, stone bridges and farmland. He felt as if he had become a knight wandering around in ancient times. He couldn't help but feel a little interested. From the portable space He took out a bottle of fine wine from the world of Wuji Sect and drank a sip of it for himself.
“Tsk, tsk~ Good wine tastes best in such an environment.”
He opened his mouth to sigh, and then he saw two children with braids jumping towards him in front of the stone bridge. Their eyes were very surprised as they stared at his red deer horse. It was obvious that he had grown so big. This is the first time I saw such a magnificent horse.
“Ah! Such a tall and handsome horse! I will ask my father to buy me one later!”
“Stupid Taozi! Only the nobles in the big city can afford this. Yes! Besides, can you ride a horse?”
"Hmph! I don't know how to learn! Even if my father doesn't buy it for me, when I grow up and enter the Confucian Academy and become a high official, it won't be too late to buy it!"
"Tch! Just you. This guy dares to talk about being admitted to the Confucian Academy?”
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The two and a half-year-old children quarreled and fought and quickly passed Wang Zhifan and left. Wang Zhifan took another sip of the wine he was holding, and then let the red deer horse start to accelerate towards his next destination. land.
He will keep a relatively low profile in the area around Sanfeng Village, and only let the red deer horse show the ground running ability of a fast horse, but if he waits a little further away, he will directly let the red deer horse fly into the air to show off the Pegasus. The figure greatly speeds up the journey.
Not long after, as the red deer horse crossed the sunny blue sky and landed among the soft and clean white clouds, Wang Zhifan arrived at his first target location, the book he had inquired about from Sanfeng Village called "Book "Qiu" is a city in disaster.
According to the villagers of Sanfeng Village, Shuqiu City is the largest city in the area they know, but Wang Zhifan feels that it is not a real disaster city.
Because from his observation in the sky, he found that this city was not particularly large and prosperous, especially the buildings in it looked relatively new. It seemed that they were newly built not many years ago, and lacked the historical heritage that a big city should have.
But Wang Zhifan was not so picky at the moment. He quickly fell from the sky and rode a red deer horse towards the city gate.
The gate of Shuqiu City is not particularly wide, but fortunately there is no special guard to guard it, allowing people to come and go at will, so he has not encountered anything like being exploited by the guard.
After entering the city, you will see row upon row of ancient houses and streets, as well as well-dressed residents coming and going. Overall, it is very clean and orderly, giving people a good initial impression.
What is particularly worth mentioning is that Wang Zhifan found that there were many people with the appearance of Confucian scholars appearing in his field of vision. When he rode a red deer and passed some specific courtyards, there would be Lang Lang reading. The voices came, but he couldn't quite understand what they were reciting.
When he found a young man wearing a silvery-white loose Confucian robe and a black scribe's hat looking at him curiously on the street, Wang Zhifan took the opportunity to say hello to him:
"This young master is a newbie. I have a few questions to ask here. Is it convenient?”
“You are so polite, but it’s okay to ask!”
The Confucian scholar immediately bowed to him with a solemn attitude.
So Wang Zhifan got off his horse and talked with the indigenous Confucian scholar he met by chance, and learned all the things he wanted to know.
Of course, he didn't start by asking other people's more pointed questions. Instead, he started by asking about the most basic local situation. After the two parties chatted harmoniously, he further deepened the topic.
For this reason, Wang Zhifan also deliberately took out the wine he had stored in his personal space as a gift. After the other party tasted a few sips and felt good, he simply took him to a small tea stall on the street and sat down to chat.
"My vision is indeed correct! Young master is really a visitor from the Taoist realm! Legend has it that Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are not the three worlds that can be seen in the human world. I wonder if it is true or false?"
The man in front of me The Confucian scholar, named Zhang Siqian, is slightly younger than Wang Zhifan. He is just in his early twenties. He is a native of the Disaster Realm and a Confucian monk. He said that he noticed Wang Zhifan on the street before and found that he was carrying something from the Three Realms. The breath of a Dao realm.
"The rumors are indeed true, but each flower catches his own eye. There are wonders in the Tao realm, and there are also benefits in the disaster realm."
Wang Zhifan has never been to the Dao realm, so he can only be careless at this stage. However, the initial identity given to him by the extraordinary game made the indigenous youth in front of him not suspicious.
"Since Prince Wang is from the Dao Realm, why don't you go to the city where the Dao Sect is prosperous first? Could it be that you came here specifically to travel around the Disaster Realm?" Zhang Siqian then curiously asked him, mainly Shuqiu City where they are currently located. It is undoubtedly the territory of the Confucian sect. Even if the relationship between the Taoist and Confucian families is not bad, it is a bit out of the ordinary for a Taoist visitor to make this the first place to stay.
"That's it. This time, Xiaosheng came to the Disaster Realm firstly to travel, and secondly to explore the movements of the demon world..."
Following this, Wang Zhifan began to really get into the topic he wanted to know most. After all, he and Zhang Siqian in front of him had been chatting for so long, and the two parties no longer seemed as restrained as they did at the beginning.
"Demon Realm? What movement could they have? With the world-protecting formation jointly set up by the three great saints of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, the Demon Realm can only hold back any bad thoughts for life!"
Finally, Wang Zhifan met him A local who knew the demon world began to obtain relevant information.
As he initially expected, as far as Zhang Siqian knows, there is no change in the demon world. They are blocked by the saint formation between the demon and disaster worlds. Even if they want to get involved in this value The expensive world is also powerless.
But Wang Zhifan knows very well that since the dungeon target states that the Demon Realm will invade the Disaster Realm, then such a thing will definitely happen, and according to his understanding of the extraordinary game, the invasion does not need to wait too long. For a long time, the demonic forces might break in tomorrow or even today.
"Young Master Zhang is unaware of something. I heard a fortune teller from an expert in the Taoist Realm, saying that if the evil spirit in the Demon Realm does not die, he will definitely find ways to invade the Disaster Realm..."
Wang Zhifan then started to make nonsense. Although he didn't know the specific situation of the Taoist realm, since it was the headquarters of the Taoist sect, there must be many experts, and it was not surprising that some were good at hexagram techniques.
He then further discussed this issue with Zhang Siqian, and learned more information from the other party, such as where the saint formation that blocked the demon world was located, what powerful beings there were in the demon world, and Where is the nearest Daomen city?
The power of the demon world really frightened him. He learned from Zhang Siqian that according to Confucian historical records, there are at least tens of billions of demons in the demon world, among which the demon generals are as powerful as the innate monks of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism. There are no less than a million demon lords, and there are at least 800 demon lords who are comparable to the super-powerful ones in Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. There are even five demon lords whose strength is said to be no weaker than the saints of the Three Paths. They are definitely extremely terrifying potentials. enemy.
“There are so many powerful people in the demon world. No wonder the three saints jointly set up a blocking formation. But I’m afraid that Taoist’s calculation was correct. There will be evil plots in the demon world. We must be ready to resist at any time. Preparations for the invasion of the demon world..."
Wang Zhifan and Zhang Siqian talked about this When it came to the topic of how to fight against the demon world, especially when he asked Zhang Siqian what state he was in now, he was told that he was a Confucian monk at the sixth level of the acquired world. He was still far away from breaking through the ninth level of the acquired world and reaching the innate state. But according to At his age, he is already considered a leader in the Confucian Academy in Shuqiu City.
"Acquired, innate, super innate, saint... This should be the division of cultivation realms in this world... The person in front of me claims to be the sixth level of acquired, but it gives me a relatively weak feeling. I don't know if my strength can be counted. What realm..."
< br>With the general division of strength, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but think about this issue. After all, according to what he knew so far, there were about five saints, eight hundred super innates, and one million innates in the demon world. What if his strength was not enough? It was fun to watch.
Of course, the war between the two worlds is definitely not his fault. Many masters will definitely come forward in the disaster. The three base camps of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism at the rear will not stand idly by. The dungeon arranges for their players to come in just for a small fight. It's just an auxiliary, otherwise the number of players wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap in the demon world.
"No matter how you look at it, it will be a very difficult dungeon...I am afraid I will have to use all my skills this time."
After talking to Zhang Siqian, Wang Zhifan left a few small messages for him. He took the toy as a gift, then said goodbye and left for his next destination, Tianyuan City, the Daomen city closest to Shuqiu City.
Recently, Tianyuan City is more than five thousand miles away from Shuqiu City. Even with the speed of Red Deer Horse comparable to that of an airplane, it would still take several hours.
But Wang Zhifan is not ready to rush there in such a hurry. He plans to slow down a little on the road and experience the customs and customs of this world. Anyway, the demon world has not yet invaded, so there is no point in being anxious.
“I don’t know how useful my Dao realm identity will be in Tianyuan City. I’m afraid I’m just familiar with the middle-level people there… I really don’t know where to start with this kind of war between two worlds… ...I can only wait for the war to start and find a way to gain some fame. "
On the way, Wang Zhifan thought about the next course of action. For him, this copy involves too many people and things, and it is not easy to prepare in advance. It would be more reliable to join directly when the war begins.
While on the way, he was suddenly attracted by an unusual movement on the ground below. He drove the red deer to the ground temporarily and rushed to the location of the incident.
I saw that this place was a desolate plain, the temperature was slightly cold, and there was not much vegetation around except sparse weeds. The natural conditions were far inferior to those of Shuqiu City.
But there are more than a thousand people gathered in this almost barren land.
To be more precise, more than a thousand people formed a huge circle, and in the circle, two people were confronting each other. It looked like a competition or a duel.
One of the two is an ordinary-looking young man in his twenties. He has a stern look in his eyes, holding a long gun and pointing the head of the gun at the tall enemy standing a hundred meters in front of him. A special impression, but the murderous aura condensed throughout his body showed that he was a master, a master of martial arts.
The other person is a tall, middle-aged monk with a majestic face. He is wearing a yellow red cassock and has a string of Buddhist beads the size of a child's fist hanging around his neck. His eyes are looking at Baidu without sadness or joy. The young man with the spear just meters away made people feel terrible pressure just by his calmness.
"Donor, I ask you one last time, do you really want to start the challenge?"
At this time, the tall and majestic middle-aged monk opened and closed his lips and made a muffled sound like a bell. The young man a hundred meters in front could hear it clearly, and even the thousands of spectators far away around him could hear it clearly, which was enough to show his profound cultivation.
"Venerable Longshan! No need to say more! I, the supreme saint of spear art, will definitely defeat you today! Break through my martial art with your defeat!"
The ordinary-looking spear warrior immediately followed It made a sound with the same loudness and was no less powerful.
As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers around him suddenly became excited and began to talk about it.
"Great! Today I can actually see two Xiantian realm masters fighting!"
"What is the origin of this self-proclaimed sage of gun art? He has such a famous name, why haven't I heard of him before?"
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"Who knows? The title of Lord Longshan has been earned over so many years! This kind of holy gunman has no record, in my opinion, he is looking for death!"
(End of this chapter)