Big Data Cultivation

No one answered Feng Jun's question, and the scene was silent for a while.

Finally, a little girl suddenly appeared in the air, "Boss, don't you know?"

"Look at how busy you are," the boss said how helpless he was, "Wizards have trump cards, and they conform to the rules of this world..."

"Understood," Jing Nian nodded, then raised his hand and arched, "Thank you for your advice, senior."

Wei Sancai also nodded, "Probably this is also one of the reasons why it is impossible to restrain it as the lower realm of Tianqin."

It can be seen that everyone doesn't know much about the world, and they don't want to leak too much exclusive news.

Fortunately, there are big bosses to follow. For it, the world has no great meaning, so it can say a few words.

Then others added a few more sentences, and they analyzed the general situation and calculated some things.

All in all, this conversation basically outlined the outline of the world. .

"Let's go," Han Hai said aloud, raising his finger in one direction, "Go over there, there are people."

In fact, this position, everyone else has also sensed it, and no one objected.

Qianzhong added the aura concealment technique to everyone. I have to admit that it is really convenient to have such a person by my side.

"Try not to use aura," Jing Nian Zhenzun put forward a new suggestion, "This should be the continent occupied by wizards."

He wanted to reflect his own value, but Wei San couldn't help but challenge, "Why can't he be a cultivator?"

"Because the aura is too poor," Qing Yao directly replied, "Can this kind of aura make a cultivator out of his body?"

"It's hard to say, who knows if there is a Spirit Gathering Array?" Wei San muttered softly, but didn't continue to call it true.

In fact, although the aura is thin, everyone can still borrow it, and the flash can still be used, but it is necessary to avoid too long distances.

The place where people live is probably more than a thousand miles away, where there are already mountains, rivers, and lush forests.

Everyone controlled the spiritual energy in their bodies, and with a few flashes, they came to a river.

The river is not wide, only 70 to 80 meters. The water is a little turbid, not that dark green, but a little more sediment.

By the river stood waterwheels, followed by fields of crops.

There is a small castle in the distance, around the castle, there are dotted thatched cottages.

Next to the house, you can also see people in twos and threes, with ragged clothes and dishes on their faces.

Everyone is still very confident in Qianjue's shielding ability, and no one is worried about being discovered.

It is the first time for Zhenzun Hanhai to come to the Outer World. He is most concerned about the changes in the environment. "The spiritual energy is a little richer."

And Yi Jue was born in Lingzhi Dao, and what he observed was, "This is also called farming? Throw the seeds into the ground and then leave it alone?"

When they came, it should be the end of spring. The crops in the field were about seven or eight inches high, and it was the time when they were thriving.

But those crops grow in a zigzag pattern, some dense and some sparse, and they can't even be arranged in a straight line.

There are also some weeds that are obviously different from crops, and they also grow in clusters.

Feng Jun has never planted land before, but it can be seen at a glance that the cultivation of this land is really unprofessional.

"I thought there were waterwheels, so the planting level should be good, but it turns out...that's really not the same thing."

Wei Sancai has never planted land before, but isn't he knowledgeable?

He could tell at a glance, "Such careless planting, you really deserve to be hungry... mortals are mortals!"

"It has nothing to do with mortals," Qianzhong said calmly, "It should be that those who grow the land can't eat much crops."

She has seen many different worlds, and she explained the essence very directly.

The same goes for Xuanyuan Buqi, "The people living in the castle should be high-ranking people, I don't know if it's a martial artist or a wizard."

Wei Sancai took the initiative to suggest, "It's more appropriate to find a superior person for soul searching."

However, Han Hai asked back, "Since you can cultivate one's true self, you should be regarded as the same kind, for no reason, how can you search for souls?"

Immortal cultivators do not really regard mortals as ants. Like Kun Hao, there are clear rules for protecting mortals.

The reason why the cultivation of mortals is restricted is nothing more than a lack of resources, thus giving birth to a class.

Therefore, even if they are outside the sky, as long as they are human beings who can practice the Tianqin technique, the practitioners are willing to regard them as the same kind.

As for the Terran Federation in the Zerg world, it is an exception - after all, the technology is too advanced.

"You're really..." Wei Sancai twitched the corner of his mouth, disapproving of this mentality.

However, what Han Hai said was considered correct in principle, so he was too lazy to say more.

Qianzhong thought of something else, "In such a remote place, once such a high-ranking person disappears, it is estimated that he will be found soon."

Of course this makes sense, Xuanyuan Buqi said aloud, "More than a hundred miles ahead, there is a market town."

"There is a city five hundred miles away," Yi Jue made a new suggestion, "Let's go to the city."

The city is not very big, the perimeter of the city wall does not exceed eight miles, there should be a lot of people living in the city, but there are also many buildings outside the city.

Everyone stood in a small wood outside the city, about twenty miles away from the city wall.

Everyone didn't use their spiritual sense to observe the city, because there were unknown energy fluctuations around the city wall, maybe it was a formation.

Feng Junliang checked his phone and asked in a deep voice, "I use this game, it doesn't matter, right?"

He believed that he could escape the monitoring of the formation, but since they came together, he must seek everyone's opinions.

"It's alright, you can use it." It was the boss who took the lead.

It clearly stated, "Your matching secret technique is at least obstructing the rules of the transcendence level, who can find out?"

When these words came out, everyone was startled again, and Jing Nian gave Feng Jun a thoughtful look, "Overcoming the calamity..."

Feng Jun walked more than 100 feet, and swiped his phone on the edge of the grove.

About half an hour later, he turned around and walked back, "There are less than 20,000 people inside, really not many."

"There are almost 100,000 people outside the city, but unfortunately... there are not many useful targets."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Buqi said, "Little friend Hanhai, it's not too much for me to catch two little rascals to search for their souls, right?"

Han Hai didn't expect that the True Monarch would also target him, so he hesitated before answering, "I don't object."

The identities of the residents outside the city walls are obviously worse than those inside the city walls, and the local ruffians are rampant... It's also normal.

When Xuanyuan Buqi made a sound, about ten miles away from them, there were two burly men who were shirtless and wearing only a pair of trousers. They had just overturned a fruit stand.

Well, it's actually just a street stall, on a tattered straw mat, there are two piles of different fruits, that's all.

The stall owner is a skinny old man. You can tell just by looking at his skin color. He is the kind of person who works under the sun all year round.

The two big shirtless men stepped on the fruit several times in a row, scolding the fruit, and the old man was so angry that he dared not speak.

Feng Jun couldn't help but mutter, "I have to get back a copy of the language here."

"Search for a soul and you'll have it," Xuanyuan Buqi said with a smile, his body disappeared in a flash, "Look at me."

He was really good at dealing with this kind of soil stick. He first transformed into the appearance of a local old farmer, and then not far in front of the two gangsters, he accidentally dropped two silver coins.

The local currency, silver coins, is relatively high-end, which can be understood only by looking at it.

When the two thugs saw this, they exchanged glances, and shouted in unison, "!@&..."

Seeing the old peasant running away lifelessly, the two of them didn't even think about it, they bumped into the crowd on the road, and they chased after them.

Two silver coins can do a lot of things! Even if the old man runs fast, so what? The age is there after all.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the three quickly disappeared into the distance...

Then, many cultivators began a happy soul search, and soon mastered the language and some common sense of this world.

This city... can be translated as "the city of black wells". Before this, it was just a small town, which was quite desolate.

Three hundred years ago, black oil was poured out of the ground here, which attracted the attention of a wizard.

He found some people to care for and mine, and then more and more people came, and gradually formed the current scale.

As for what this continent is called, where did the two **** pay attention to this?

They just bully honest people if they have nothing to do, charge some protection fees or something, and pay a portion to the gangster.

The big **** wants to pay tribute to the baron's private army captain... There's really nothing new under the sun.

However, the city of Black Well is not under the management of the baron—in fact, the baron just sent private soldiers to guard a city gate.

The ruler of the city is the Kingdom's administrator, and the highest decision maker is the Wizarding Association.

Considering that this piece of land originally belonged to an earl's fief, the earl's palace can get some of the city's tax revenue.

In short, this is a society with multiple managements, and the management methods are very complicated.

So much so that the two bastards, being locals, did not understand the various local rules.

For Feng Jun, the productive forces and social relations here are somewhat similar to... Europa in the Renaissance.

But what he is most interested in is, "There is actually a martial arts certification association here?"

When the others heard this, they looked at him in amazement, and Yi Jue asked strangely, "Are you going to be certified as a martial arts practitioner?"

"I have this idea," Feng Jun nodded and replied solemnly, "I was also a real innate talent back then."

"Don't you want to go to the Wuxiu Academy?" The boss couldn't help but complain, "Do you really think you're reading a novel?"

"My main purpose is to gain an identity," Feng Jun replied sternly, "Only when you have an identity can you go to check the book."

"Otherwise, in the future, we will rely on soul searching to obtain knowledge and news... Wouldn't it be too easy for an accident?"

Everyone stopped talking when they heard the words. In the past, Tianqin cultivators came to this world. I guess no one has played like this, right?

Other than that, at least the ones who can come are the out-of-body real masters. Which real master would be bored enough to pretend to be a martial cultivator?

Zhenzun Qingyao couldn't bear it any longer, "Inquire about a few evil wizards and just grab them and search for their souls?"

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