The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

What I saw in my eyes was an extremely prosperous scene.

Everyone was smiling, and there was no trace of trouble, only a solemn atmosphere.

A tiny bit of essence floated out from everyone's body and blended into the sky silently.

The energy gathered in the sky was very weak and was absorbed from the four directions of Two Realms City, a city with a population of one million.

The energy generated every day is absorbed by the four great traditions behind the four great academies.

He also saw some ordinary Independent Cultivators on the way, hiding in the crowd, and there were not many of them.

The shadow paper figures have quietly dispersed throughout the city, and Li Qing is observing bit by bit, collecting preliminary information about the city.

"The first step is to build a comprehensive information monitoring network."

Li Qing stopped in front of an inn and looked at the name of the inn with a smile on his face.

"Tongfu Inn! You must stay there!"

He asked for an upper room, and then a ray of spirit attached to the shadow paper man.

Controlling the shadow paper man, he sneaked into the houses of wealthy people, officials, or old scholars one after another.

He was searching for books one after another and recording them all on the jade tablet.

This process was not fast and took him about half a day. He swept away all the places in the city that had books and were not restricted.

Including various records and files within the yamen, no book can escape his entry.

There are countless more contents on the jade board again. Combined with various information collected in the past, the restoration is once again carried out to optimize the truth.

"I want to record all the books in the world and completely restore all the truth of the world."

"Only enough truth can all plans be laid out calmly."

"My enemy has never been those monks, but the malice of the entire world."

"When I have mastered all knowledge and information, the world and I are equal beings, and that's when we really start playing games with each other."

"Now it's just a matter of survival."

Li Qing began to look up information about the entire Two Realms City. In just one day, his understanding of the entire Two Realms City surpassed almost everyone else.

Including the Zhangjiajie ancient battlefield a hundred miles away from the Two Realms City, all the information that can be collected has been restored to a certain extent.

A smile appeared on his face, "Based on the current information, it can be determined that there are more than 300 recorded entrants to the Zhangjiajie Ancient Battlefield."

"There are less than twenty people who came out. Almost all of these twenty people have no records. According to the information restored on the jade tablet, they should all be monks."

"So if you want to find their information, you have to look at the monks' records."

"You must find a way to visit the library of one of the four major colleges."

"The entire Liangjie City is mainly divided into two major gangs, the Shuibo Boat Shop, the 18th Street Gang and the 13th Street Gang."

"You can control the Shuibo Boat Shop and the 18th Street Gang. These two gangs have existed for more than a hundred years."

"There is also a high probability that there are monks behind it."

"Sometimes you can get some information about the monks from them."

"The installer of Baiwuyan has also been confirmed, and the next step is execution."

He took out a small notebook and began to list some things he needed to do.

At this moment, he suddenly frowned.

A picture came from the shadow paper man wandering around the city of two realms, and two figures appeared in the shadow paper man's sight.

Astonishingly, it was the mysterious Zhu Yiba and Bai Shishi who actually appeared in front of the Demon Slaying Temple gate.

He frowned, "Are these two guys here too?"

"I really have a fate with them."

"But now that the Sons of Destiny are here, I'm afraid there will be big trouble in these two cities."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head and continued his work.

…

Night came soon, and the boat was moored in the water.

Wu Derui, the gang leader of Shuibo Boat Shop, is processing today's documents in the study.

All kinds of plans require his approval, and all kinds of arrangements require him to make the final decision.

There was a trace of fatigue on his face, and he was already in his forties.

Although he used to rely on fighting to get to the top, he has stopped taking action for a long time now, and all his energy is devoted to handling side affairs.

The muscles in my body have long since relaxed and started to decline.

An invisible figure walked out from the wall behind him, and "The Flood of Civilizations in the Heavens" silently swept through his spirit.

Wu Derui had no ability to resist at all, and then his spirit was completely distorted and he fell into boundless fanaticism.

Li Qing's voice sounded in his mind.

"Two tasks."

"Always collect information on the two cities, big and small, and at the same time find ways to contact Zhu Yiba of the Demon Slaying Temple, create opportunities to get on the line with him, join him, become his subordinate, and get his protection."

"Yes, the great Lord of Humanity!" Wu Derui said with enthusiasm in his eyes.

Li Qing left the Shuibo Boat Gang and then went to the 18th Street Gang.

This gang manages almost the eighteen largest streets in Two Realms City.

The headquarters is located in the east of Two Realms City, and the gang leader's name is Zhu Qingyu, a very nice name.

Li Qing was surprised when she saw this man, because he was actually a painted-up rabbit.

Although there was some resentment in his heart, Li Qing directly used "The Flood of Civilizations in the Heavens" to control him silently.

After giving him an order similar to Wu Derui's, he quietly left here to find his last goal.

…

On the street in the bleak autumn wind, in the poorest neighborhood in the city, a scholar was sighing in a shabby courtyard.

There was a corpse lying in a bedroom in this shabby courtyard.

This body looked like that of an old lady. She had lost all her blood and had been dead for at least a day.

The scholar was crying secretly, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"Mom, the child is unfilial."

"I don't even have the money to buy you a thin-skinned coffin."

"what do I do."

"Can I only use a straw mat?"

"I am so incompetent that I am useless as a scholar."

"Hehehe...wuwu..."

The scholar smiled foolishly for a while, and sobbed for a while. His whole body was filled with an aura of sadness and decadence.

His clothes had been washed countless times and were already white, and even had patches on them, making him look really miserable.

Looking at a sage's book in his hand, he suddenly became angry, threw it hard, and trampled it under his feet.

"What's the use of reading?"

"After studying for thirty years, I can't even pass the examination to become a scholar."

"I'm such a loser."

After venting his anger, he panted heavily and sat down on the ground.

"Hey." A sigh that sounded like despair made him feel despair.

"Do you want to bury your mother in glory?"