The third fairyland, also called Lingyu Mountain,

It connects the inner courtyard cliff mountain by an iron chain bridge, towering into the clouds, forming a circle of itself, with 42 branches and 42 streets and streets and markets.

Standing on Lingyu Mountain and looking up, a waterfall is like a silver dragon snarling in the sky, with a momentum like a rainbow.

The rising water is colorful in the sun, with purple air lingering, and Wei Wei's mountains are turbulent,

There is the second fairyland, Lingqu Mountain.

If you are lucky enough to step on Lingqu Mountain, you will be considered as half of your foot on the road to immortal cultivation.

As the third immortal realm that most people sigh, only by walking here can you know that this is the heavenly palace of mortals and the purgatory of immortals.

Walking through the street market, you will find that the people here are busy and do not like words.

When buying and selling items, they always take the things and leave. They rarely exchange greetings and bargain prices. The streets are quiet and deserted.

Bai Yiduo has long seen the weirdness here, and although he doesn't know the specific reason, he is not surprised.

Wan Shuliang wanted to learn more about the fairyland and bowed to him when he met a passerby, but before she could speak, the other party swept over with a strange look, with impatient and surprised expression on his face.

It seems that from their perspective, this group of casual walkers seem strange.

"I heard that the third immortal realm has a very cruel survival rule, so everyone is very busy because once they are slack, it is difficult to make a living at the least, and at the worst, they will be removed from the immortal realm and demoted to the border to serve as a military force."

Du Zeping said as he spread his hands, "I heard that I had never thought about stepping into the fairyland before, so I didn't pay much attention."

At this time, Ouyang Jie, who was walking on the edge, snorted coldly, as if it was a kind of contempt and ridicule.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, it seems that you know a lot about the Immortal Realm?" Du Zepingqian asked with a smile.

However, Ouyang Jie couldn't even look at these people. He accelerated his pace and walked towards a palace with a familiarity.

Seeing this, everyone met each other and followed without asking more questions.

In front of the building, a white boy was dozing off by the door frame. He was awakened by a burst of footsteps and asked:

"Why are you here? Isn't there an extradition officer?"

Yuxiu took a step forward, bowed lightly, and said with a smile: "There is a laborious boy, the extradition officer led me eleven people to the fairyland and disappeared. He also encountered the cultivation family's gifts, which delayed some time."

Yuxiu and Du Zeping respectively represent the inner and outer courtyards, and bowed respectfully in front of the boy.

However, the boy with a red-fetal tinted brow is not as innocent and kind as he looks. After hearing Yuxiu's words, he smiled meaningfully and said, "The cultivation family in the fairyland is generous, you must have received a lot of gifts, right?"

Seeing the boy looking at everyone with a smirk after saying that, Du Zeping reacted first, took out a spirit stone from his cuffs and presented it with both hands.

This scene made Bai Yiduo's eyes widen.

"Damn, isn't this the fairy realm? Isn't it the place where Tianjiao Xiangui lives? Why is it so dark?"

He was whispering in his heart, but seeing that everyone took out a bribe of the spirit stone, Bai Yiduo had to do it.

After collecting the spirit stone, the boy smiled with satisfaction, and his eyes looked at everyone became respectful.

"Please please, my master has been waiting for a long time."

As he walked in, the boy said as he walked, he told everyone about the specifications and differentiation of the Immortal Realm Martial Arts Hall one by one, and everyone was also very focused.

"The fairyland is not as good as the inner courtyard. There are forty-two martial halls, and each martial hall has hundreds of people. In the past, after you set foot on the fairyland, you would send you to the last martial hall and start from scratch. But this year is different. Do you know why?"

The boy pretended to be a snail and asked.

"Is it because of the shipwreck trial?" Yuxiu asked with her eyes sideways.

"Yes, it's precisely because of the shipwreck trial."

The boy was walking steadily, holding a banana fan in his arms, and said as he walked:

"The once-in-fifty-year shipwreck trial is an opportunity. As long as you can come back alive, it is the foundation building of the earth veins. The limit of the martial arts training in the third fairy realm is the foundation building perfection. In other words, as long as you come back alive from the shipwreck, you can reach the Great Perfection of Foundation Building. At that time, the third fairy realm will not be able to keep you,"

When everyone heard this, they were lit up.

"You mean, as long as you come back from the wreck, you can step into the second fairyland directly?"

Wan Shuliang paused and asked in surprise and excitement.

"I'm back alive." The boy emphasized very seriously.

"Master once said that in the past year, there are disciples who cannot return to the shipwreck trial! The ancient shipwreck is a place where opportunities and dangers coexist."

When the boy said this, his pace gradually slowed down.

He raised his face and looked at Yuxiu, and might be worried that he would be harsh. He smiled and said, "But you don't have to worry too much. Since you can pass the Jin Academy assessment, I think that except for the one named Bai Yiduo, everyone should be able to come back alive."

Bai Yiduo glared at her eyes and pointed at her nose, as if asking again: Why besides me?

The boy suddenly realized that he had let go of his mouth, and did not look back at who the fifth-level spiritual slag was Bai Yidu, so he smashed his mouth.

At the end of the building is the main hall, and the boy stops in front of the mahogany door.

The body whirls, the dust rises lightly,

Two mahogany doors slowly unfolded...

"Master has been waiting for a long time, please come in there."

In the majestic and majestic hall, an old man with a white beard was erected with a crutch and was holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

There are tables, chairs and bookshelfs on the main hall, bird cages on the left, and square tubes with calligraphy and paintings on the right.

The hall is spacious and high, with a skylight open on the top of the dome. A ray of sunlight shone directly down, and the floating dust in the light column flows slowly, which shows how light the old man's movements and breath are.

"All of them are here?"

The old man in sixties said without raising his head, his voice was very light and slow, echoing dull and far away in the hall.

The boy had already explained something on the way here, so he was not panicked at this time.

Everyone looked at each other, bowed together, and said in unison:

"Disciple xxx of the inner courtyard/outer courtyard, pay a visit to the Wu Chang Sect."

"It's all gone!"

The old man's gentle but majestic voice echoed in the hall, and then said:

"There are forty-two martial arts halls in Lingyu Mountain, but this year you are in the shipwreck trial. You do not belong to any martial arts hall, and I will teach you personally. However... in the past half month, you are no different from other disciples in the fairyland. Whether you can maintain the most basic livelihood or be expelled from the fairyland depends on your own skills..."

After saying that, the old man waved his sleeves and eleven iron rolls flew out from the table, and they were divided into the hands of everyone.

Bai Yiduo stretched out his hand and held it, and the iron roll fell into the palm of his palm.

I picked it up and saw that the three words "Bai Yidu" were written on the rolled wall.

"Today's share will be exempted! Starting from tomorrow, in addition to practicing, you will also have to pay the share on time."

Later, Bai Yiduo learned that the reason why everyone in the fairyland was busy was that they were forced by Tiejuan!!

The white flower unfolds the iron roll, and the fluorescent flashes, revealing a striking number: 10.

The cost of living in the fairyland all comes from the numbers in the iron roll. For example, Bai Yiduo wants to go to have a meal, but the store does not charge cash, but directly peels the numbers from the iron roll.

When the number becomes 0, it means you are bankrupt.

Bankruptcy is nothing, you can still earn it back.

There are many channels to earn numbers. As long as you are diligent enough, making a living will not be a problem.

But if your number is 0 and you don’t earn the number in time, you can roll the bed and get out of here tomorrow.

Because the fairyland collects shares from disciples every day,

That is, paying taxes!

Each person needs a Ghanaian number 5 per day.

In other words, the number 10 in the white iron roll can only be used half, and the other number 5 is used to pay tomorrow's share.

In other words, if Bai Yiduo lies down and sleeps heavily, with his current economic situation, he can only lie in the third fairyland for two days, and he will be expelled from the immortal land on the third day.

"No wonder the disciples in the Immortal Realm are all busy. It turns out that except for the cultivation family, all the disciples in the martial arts temple are digital slaves!"

"Digital slave" means living every day to earn numbers. Just like a house slave, living every day to pay off his mortgage.
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