I have an eternal eye

A snake cannot move without a head.

In the vast world, each force has a main gate, but the forms are different.

Forces such as Shenhua Realm, Xiaoxumi Realm, and Demon God Alliance focus on the game of general trends, and the main gate is built with great grandeur, even occupying a whole world.

Organizations such as Xuanhuang, Xiangliu, and Taotie have relatively secretive but limited main gates. After the changes in the world structure, they have embarked on different paths.

As for the demonic ways, they are even more secretive and mostly wandering.

Such as Shura Island, an unknown space hidden deep in the dream world. Only monks with extreme hatred and murderous intentions can sense it...

For example, Black Curse Mountain is a huge magic mountain that wanders in the dark sky and sea, changing its position from time to time, always ready to invade other worlds...

Like the Gate of Joy, it is said to be a place of bliss. Even if the great powers arrive there, they will sleep in a gentle land...

Among them, Lingbao Mountain, where Qianbao Pavilion is located, is the most famous. After all, although they are demons and run black markets in various worlds, creating a mess, their business methods are good.

Many forces turned a blind eye to them, and some even cooperated secretly.

Zhang Biao didn't expect that Lingbao Mountain was hidden here.

I don’t know where they got the ancient secret method. With the order of Hades and the secret realm, they hid it in the Wangchuan River. It was both secretive and could be evacuated at any time.

"Name?"

"Bai Yan."

"Sect?"

"False teachings..."

After some questioning, Zhang Biao registered and left the small palace next to him.

After going out, he took out the token in his hand and checked it.

No wonder Lingbaoshan's defenses were a little lax. It turned out that the other party had other means to deal with it.

This pass token has two sides, Yin and Yang. If you want to obtain it, you must leave your efforts on the Yin token. Once trouble occurs, as long as you stay in the secret realm of Lingbao Mountain, you will be directly cursed.

And all of this is done under the supervision of secular gods. If he shows the slightest abnormality, he may be attacked by terrible attacks.

Of course, Zhang Biao also has ways to deal with it.

His immortal body is a condensed form of immortal vines. It is powerful and can be controlled freely. The little effort left behind will dissipate on its own in a short time.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Just as Zhang Biao was looking around, there was a figure behind him, and he saw a man in a blue shirt walking quickly with a warm smile on his face, "Fellow Daoist Bai, I have long admired your name."

Zhang Biao suddenly thought, "Do you know me?"

"That's natural."

The man in the blue shirt nodded and said, "I once had a good brother who was an arrogant Buddhist. Although he doesn't know you, he has heard of his name and often recited Taoism to me."

"Oh, what's that fellow Taoist's name?"

"It's a pity that he was killed by those bald donkeys..."

After rambling a few words, Zhang Biao lost interest.

The reason was simple. He used his spiritual eyes to check and found that the man in blue shirt in front of him was named Yuan Hui, and he was a golden elixir monk.

More importantly, they are from the brothers’ sect!

It's all nonsense to know him. It's obvious that he just met him and is planning to come here to get a fat sheep.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao didn't bother to talk nonsense, shook his head and said: "You guys from the brothers' sect want to lie to me, go back and practice for a few years before you talk."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Brother Bai misunderstood."

Seeing Zhang Biao about to leave, Yuan Hui quickly stopped him, no longer mentioning what happened just now, but smiled and said: "I think Brother Bai is a person who violates Dharma teachings. It's not easy to get along in Lingbao Mountain. There happens to be a refiner." If you are interested in my errand..."

"Not interested in!"

Zhang Biao glanced at him briefly and left directly.

Watching him leave, Yuan Hui clicked his tongue and shook his head, cursed a few words secretly, and then looked towards the ferry, his eyes suddenly brightened.

On the river, huge whirlpools surged, water mist rolled, and a scarred warship appeared, even smoking.

On the deck, stood a middle-aged man with a loyal face and a long sword on his back. His face was pale and blood was surging all over his body.

"Brother Wu, long time no see!"

Yuan Hui hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern on his face: "Looking at this, things are going wrong over there?"

"I've met Brother Yuan."

The middle-aged man also had a smile on his face, then shook his head and sighed: "The Ghost Dao Digital Powers took action to refine the blood moon, and even confronted the bald donkey from the Little Sumeru Realm. If I ran any slower, my identity would be revealed. My life is not guaranteed."

"This mission is a huge loss."

Yuan Hui quickly advised: "It doesn't matter, with Brother Wu's ability, you can make money back in no time. Let's go, I'm treating you today and I'll give you a cleansing."

"Thank you, Brother Yuan."

"My brother, there is no need to be polite..."

The two of them strode away while chatting and laughing.

Zhang Biao was beside him, watching thoughtfully.

The man surnamed Wu is also a member of the brothers' disciples. He seems to be enthusiastic about Yuan Hui, but they both have fake smiles on their faces. Who knows when he will stab him in the back.

Of course he didn't know this person, but he had seen the dilapidated divine ship. It was the Ronghua Realm divine ship that was used to dig up treasures in the Wangchuan River.

Judging from the situation, the devil has sneaked into many worlds.

Most of the tasks they mentioned were issued by Qianbao Pavilion.

Isn't Qianbao Pavilion only for business? When did it have this function?

Zhang Biao was curious, so he quickened his pace, soared into the air, passed through the pass, and entered Lingbao Mountain.

As soon as I walked past the closed door, my eyes suddenly opened up.

I saw mountains and mountains full of pavilions and streets, bustling with people and prosperous commerce.

Looking around, the same is true even on the distant mountains. The setting sun is shining in the west, and the lights in the city have already been lit up, like precious mountains, emitting light...

Qianbao Pavilion, what a big deal!

Zhang Biao was a little shocked.

Most of the demonic residences he had seen were cold and strange, with few people. He never expected such a scene.

Compared with the huge city in front of us, the former Yujing City looked like a small mountain village.

Of course, unlike other main sect forces, many of the cities on Lingbao Mountain are built by mortals, and the tacky world of mortals blows in their faces.

Even though Qianbao Pavilion is very old, it would take a lot of time to build such a foundation.

Zhang Biao suddenly became interested and went down the mountain road, crossed the long bridge between the clouds, and entered a mountain city.

"Chief Immortal, you are here!"

Before he entered the city, a group of people gathered around him. Everyone bowed their heads and bowed their heads with respect, barely even kneeling down.

"Do you have a place to stay?"

"Why don't you come to our Cuiyu Pavilion and have a look..."

"Don't listen to him, Immortal. Our Canyuan Building is the best in Qianyi Mountain. Whatever you want, you can find it..."

Several people choked and glared at each other.

Zhang Biao was stunned. These were obviously soliciting customers. The words "immortal" almost made him think that he had returned to his previous life.

More importantly, these are mortals.

Zhang Biao couldn't help but look up into the distance, looking at the endless city mountains and feeling shocked.

Qianbao Pavilion, how many mortals have been killed...

"Just fuck."

Seeing that several people were about to fight, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and pointed at someone at random.

"Chief Immortal, please come this way!"

The man was immediately ecstatic and bent forward to lead the way.

Entering the city, it becomes even more lively.

At this moment, night falls, the lights are on, and the shops and restaurants on the roadside are already lit up. There are the sounds of drinking and guessing, as well as the sound of melancholy, and the crowds are bustling. It is a city that never sleeps.

Everyone walking on the street is a mortal.

There were a large number of drunkards rolling on the roadside, fighting each other while drunk, and some even took out knives and stabbed people to death, while the onlookers just laughed...

There were ragged children begging along the street, and they were scolded one after another, but their eyes were fierce, like a pack of wolves. Some were responsible for making trouble, and some were responsible for stealing...

There were scantily clad women leaning on the railing, eating melon seeds, looking frivolous. When they saw his gaze, they all took off their gauze...

"roll roll roll!"

When the leading humble man saw this, he suddenly showed a fierce look, drove away the people around him, and angrily shouted: "This is an immortal, doesn't he even have eyes?"

When the people nearby heard it, some moved away, and some bent down. The surrounding area became quiet for a hundred meters, and no one dared to come closer.

Zhang Biao didn't pay attention.

He has already seen that cultivators have an extraordinary status in this Lingbao Mountain. He is afraid that some cultivators will fall here if they are greedy for this false feeling of superiority.

Looking at the corpse being dragged away in the distance, Zhang Biao frowned slightly and asked, "What is your name?"

"The dirty immortal has long ears, and the younger one is called Lu Shisan."

"Well, I'm new here. There don't seem to be any rules in Lingbao Mountain. Doesn't Qianbao Pavilion send someone to manage it?"

With a smile on his face, Lu Shisan replied respectfully: "Reporting to the Immortal, of course we have rules in Lingbaoshan, and the rules are money!"

"Those who have fought and destroyed things in the store will sell their dead bodies to corpse refiners to make money."

"Those who kill people must pay compensation."

"Those little bastards, if they are caught stealing by the mistress, they have to work for several years to pay compensation. But they have gangs behind them. If they are in a hurry, they can only pay some compensation by killing the mistress."

"It doesn't matter how messy you are at night. Anyway, the next day, people will come to your door one after another to settle accounts and ask for money."

"Anyway, in this Lingbao Mountain, if you have money, you can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he quickly added, "Of course, the immortals are different from us mortals. You can afford to kill mortals, but if you do it randomly and destroy the hidden formation in the city, you will be in trouble."

"I heard that an immortal master fought with others and destroyed a stone beast in the treasure pavilion that suppresses luck. He has been forced to work for thirty years..."

After hearing this, Zhang Biao couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Sure enough, this is Qianbao Pavilion.

People are controlled by greed, and desire is the way. The glitz and bright lights before our eyes are all piled on top of the piles of bones.

"Tell me about this Lingbao Mountain."

"Of course, I will tell you everything I know, but there are some things that even I don't understand..."

"Our Lingbao Mountain is divided into many mountain cities, named after the Nine Palaces and Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches. This is Ganyi Mountain. As for the mountain cities that the immortals often go to, mortals like this are not qualified to enter..."

While talking, they had arrived at the top of the mountain.

When we got here, the streets were obviously deserted. No ordinary people dared to approach, and they were divided into high-walled courtyards.

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked to the right.

Although the courtyard was shrouded by a magic circle and was extremely quiet, he could hear the painful wails of countless people inside.

Someone is extracting many dead souls and resentful ghosts to refine spiritual Gu...