Chapter 3: Giving up Yuquanju?

Not long after, Chen Ling took Nie Chen to an elegant yard on the top of the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Nie Chen, this yard is called Yuquanju, and it is one of the ten best residences in the entire Tiemu Peak." Chen Ling took Nie Chen into the hospital and said with a smile.

"There is a spiritual spring in this Yuquan residence. Although the spiritual spring does not contain much spiritual energy, it also makes the spiritual energy in this yard much better than other places!"

Nie Chen nodded, and when he entered the yard, he felt that the spiritual energy in the yard was 20% higher than that outside. If he practiced for many years, this gap would be quite large!

"Fellow Daoist Chen Ling, I'm intent." Nie Chen said with a smile.

Chen Ling smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Nie Chen, usually newcomers have to explain a lot of things to this side so that the newcomers will suffer losses or something. But with your strength in Daoist Nie Chen, I don't need to say much about this. Fellow Daoist Nie Chen, you can practice with peace of mind and wait for the lord to arrive at that time. If Fellow Daoist Nie Chen joins the Hundred Battles Alliance, we have another good drink."

"It must be." Nie Chen smiled.

"By the way, fellow Taoist Chen Ling, I wonder how many powerful people are waiting for Tiemu Peak?"

Chen Ling smiled and said, "I want to know my opponent? The strong men on Tiemu Peak are not just rising up on this side. We will also pull some strong men from other places. Now, there are about two hundred people who have nine tribulations of immortals ascended to the top of Tiemu Peak, and four strong men with magic bodies in the base realm. There are much more people who ascended to the peak of Mahayana. Now there are about five thousand people on Tiemu Peak. Zero Nine"

"Only a small number of these strong men can join our Hundred Battle Alliance. More than 80% of them can only become miners and servants, and slowly get through."

Nie Chen's eyes showed a look of surprise. There were so many strong people on the Tiemu Peak. The Iron Eagle Corps is just a small place in the Bai Zhan Alliance. How many strong people are there in the Bai Zhan Alliance?

Nie Chen was a little depressed. It was not easy to leave the area controlled by Bai Zhan Alliance!

"It's all going to endure slowly." Nie Chen said with a smile.

Chen Ling nodded: "Yes, I also slowly got up, either becoming a chicken head in the lower realm, or entering the upper realm, becoming a phoenix tail. From the lower realm to the upper realm, it is impossible to have a high status like the lower realm at once! Fellow Daoist Nie Chen, you are quite good at coming up with the Nine Tribulation Immortals like this. Some Mahayana peak level will immediately be captured by extremely powerful figures and become slaves."

"I remember a few years ago, one time, when I went to another guide, a very beautiful woman passed the tribulation and ascended. As soon as she appeared, she was noticed by a powerful person. The strong man was a lewd demon. The woman finally ascended up, but she immediately became a sex slave of the lewd demon. Haha."

"Next half a year later, she was sold to a brothel. The erotic demon was a very powerful person. The woman he liked was very popular. It would probably have received thousands of customers."

Nie Chen sighed in his heart that the fairy world is not that peaceful!

But this is very normal. There are thousands of races, countless strong men, and their resources are limited. Madam is ordinary. Hello, I, Hello, everyone, how is it possible!

Just like on the earth, everyone is human, and for a long time it has been divided into hundreds of countries and 5,000 years. I wonder how many wars are there.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Ling, is there anything else to pay attention to here?" Nie Chen said with a smile.

Chen Ling laughed and said, "Don't leave, don't kill people, don't fight casually. Fighting requires going to the martial arts arena. You can trade with each other, but you can't rob others. Basically, that's all!"

"good."

Nie Chen nodded.

"Fellow Daoist Nie Chen, I have something else to do, so let's say goodbye first, you practice hard yourself." Chen Ling said goodbye and left.

Nie Chen wandered around in this yard. This yard was pretty good. Although it was not very big, it was enough for one person.

What satisfied Nie Chen the most was of course that spiritual spring. With this spiritual spring, he could consolidate his strength in a shorter time.

Now the cultivation level is only in the early stage of the Golden Immortal. It will absorb more spiritual power from the immortal world. It will not take too long to reach the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, and its strength can be greatly enhanced!

"Practice now and go out less, the chance of being recognized in this way is low!" Nie Chen said in his heart.

"Bang, bang!"

Nie Chen was preparing to practice, but before he could start, the door of the yard was slapped vigorously, Nie Chen frowned, and his spiritual sense scanned the outside of the yard.

Twenty or thirty people came outside the yard for a middle-aged man in golden robe and very powerful.

This middle-aged man was ascended by the Nine Tribulation Immortals, and among all the ascending Nine Tribulation Immortals on this side, his strength can rank among the top ten.

The middle-aged man had long taken a fancy to Yuquanju, but Chen Ling had never made any arrangements for him. He just received a report from his younger brother that Yuquanju actually gave it to someone else!

Knowing this news, the middle-aged man was immediately furious. He didn't dare to cause trouble for Chen Ling, but he dared to come over and cause trouble for Nie Chen!

In the eyes of this middle-aged man, Nie Chen may have given him great benefits. He is not that rich, but he believes in his fist!

"do what?"

Nie Chen opened the door and said indifferently.

"do what?"

The middle-aged man in golden robe sneered, "Friend, I have been interested in this Yuquanju for three years! My house is not bad, how about changing it with you?"

“Not changing.”

Nie Chen said indifferently.

The middle-aged man in the golden robe said coldly: "Friend, if you have a strong backstage, you won't be here now. You have directly joined the Bai Zhan Alliance! You should have obtained this residence because you gave me the benefits of Daoist Chen Ling? Didn't Daoist Chen Ling tell you that he had arranged it, but we can change it in private?"

"It's okay if you don't change it. If your fist is harder than mine, I have nothing to say. Otherwise, you'd better change it obediently, otherwise you'll probably suffer a lot!"

Nie Chen frowned slightly and said, "You must press against each other?"

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man in the golden robe laughed, "Aggressively? Only the weak will say such things. My friend, I just tell you some truths in the fairy world!"

"If you have a big fist, you are the boss?" Nie Chen said.

The middle-aged man in golden robe said proudly: "Otherwise, if you have a big fist, you will be the boss. If you know the truth, please give up Yuquanju! In the future, you will be able to protect you on this Tiemu Peak, otherwise the days on Tiemu Peak will become your unforgettable memory."

Nie Chen looked at the middle-aged man in the golden robe and said indifferently: "Look at me."

Nie Chen used hypnosis. With his strength, the middle-aged man in the golden robe could not resist at all, and his eyes suddenly became a little dull.

"You go to the nearest martial arts arena, kneel there, slap yourself one by one, and after slaps you slap them for another three months." Nie Chen said indifferently.

Some strong men who followed the middle-aged man in the golden robe were about to scold Nie Chen, but suddenly, the middle-aged man in the golden robe said a little dull: "Yes."

Without hesitation, the middle-aged man in golden robe quickly went to the nearest martial arts arena, and dozens of people following him left with him in shock.

Some of those people tried to awaken the middle-aged man in golden robe, but failed.

Soon, dozens of people arrived at the nearest martial arts arena.

At the attention of many strong men, the middle-aged man in the golden robe knelt down and then slapped himself one by one. For each time he drew one, he even counted it.
Chapter completed!