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Chapter five hundred and fifty-three

Fusu saw that the expressions on these people's faces were very strange, as if he had said something stupid, so he knew that there must be something wrong with what he just asked.

Since he had inadvertently revealed his identity, he simply said bluntly: "I was on my way to play, and I stumbled into this place by mistake. I know nothing about this place. I would like to ask for some advice from my seniors."

Before, he didn't realize that Fusu could still call someone a fellow Taoist because of his cultivation level. Now he realized that everyone's cultivation level was a level higher than his, so he still had to call him a senior.

Everyone saw that what he said did not seem to be false, and they were amazed. If his temperament hadn't been too dignified, they would have doubted that this kid ran away from some poor place.

But just because he doesn't look like a rookie in the world of cultivation who doesn't know anything from the bottom corner, that's why it's surprising.

One of them had a good temper and a good character. Seeing the sincerity of Fusu's question, he gave Fusu some knowledge: "This is an ancient battlefield in one of the nine realms of refining. If you can enter here, you must also have some knowledge."

Extraordinary. But the refining realm is a testing ground known to all monks in all the worlds in our world. Once it opens every hundred years, when entering the refining realm, the monks themselves cannot be independent, and the refining realm chooses their own candidates. Little Taoist friends don't

You know, it’s actually strange.”

Fusu thought to himself, I really don’t know, I’ve never heard anyone say it.

There is a clear distinction between the cultivation world and the mortal world in Daxia. Their family members do not have much contact with the cultivation world. They have only known about the existence of the cultivation world for less than a year.

Most of the knowledge he knew about the world of cultivation was given to him by his young master, Xin Ruoxia.

Later, thanks to his mother, I spent some time in the two colleges and learned more about it, but I really had never heard about the refining realm.

On the contrary, after Daxia monks are promoted to martial arts, most of them have to serve in the virtual realm, but he knows that.

Since this senior said that the refining realm is divided into nine realms, is it possible that the virtual realm is also one of the nine refining realms?

However, since the monks can enter here for the trial, they can definitely get out, as long as they are still alive before leaving.

As for why he was inexplicably involved in an undercurrent, that is not something he needs to investigate now.

What's more, I've just met these people and don't know their character yet, so it's hard to ask about this.

"That's it. Thank you, senior, for clearing up the confusion."

Fusu wanted to know more information, but before he could continue to ask questions, the man asked curiously: "Looking at your temperament, you have an extraordinary background, but you don't know the realm of refining? Which monk are you?"

The mainland of China belongs to the Shenyin Realm, and Fusu knows this.

Thinking that there was nothing to hide, he said: "I was born in the hidden world of gods."

The female cultivator who was carrying the sword suddenly spoke: "Shenyin Realm? I know that the drunken Hou Xiao Yidao Venerable came from the Shenyin Realm. Although the Shenyin Realm is in decline, there are still several extremely prestigious great cultivators and saints.

And those seniors are all famous for their hard work, which is really desirable."

This female cultivator's natal magic weapon is a knife.

Even if the Divine Hidden Realm is not worth mentioning compared to the big world where she lives, the monks in the Divine Hidden Realm are mostly looked down upon by the monks in the big world and the middle world, but the one whom this female cultivator admires the most in her life is Drunken Hou Xiao

Yi Dao, so she really knows something about the hidden world of gods.

As for Fusu, he didn't know the drunken Hou Xiaoyida that he longed for or not! He had never heard of it!

But since these people know about the Divine Hidden Realm, there must be monks from the Divine Hidden Realm here. Otherwise, their reputation would not spread.

This was indeed good news for him.

As a result, before Fusu could continue the conversation and inquire for more information, a young male cultivator exclaimed: "Hey, look, does he look like the Red Devil King five or six times?

"

Fusu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Red! Demon King! I always feel that I have something to do with my second brother!

Fortunately, the most important thing that the First Young Master of Great Qin lacks is the Chengfu. His heart skipped a beat, but his face was calm, and he looked at the male cultivator doubtfully: "The Red-clothed Devil?"

Everyone looked at him, and then everyone looked like they had eaten shit. Damn, it really looked like that.

Fusu:......

On the other hand, the female cultivator with the sword was very fond of the people in the Shenyin Realm. Fusu was handsome and had a first-class temperament. She seemed gentle and kind at first glance. Moreover, Fusu had glanced at her a few times before, his eyes were kind and gentle, and he said

: "The facial features are indeed five to six points similar, but the temperament is completely different. This little Taoist friend has a noble temperament and a noble air. The devil in red is unruly, wanton and wild, and his murderous aura is shocking. If you say

I don't believe there is a relationship between the two of them."

The young male cultivator who had previously said that Fusu and the Red Demon King were similar regretted: "Oh, is it just that they look similar? What if they were brothers? Their age is also a problem. Alas, I thought I could know the Red Demon King.

Brother."

Someone scolded: "Are you giving up your life? Getting involved with that demon king is not a good thing for us! If this little Taoist friend is really his brother, how can he survive in the refining realm with his martial arts realm?

The red-clothed devil king is so comfortable when everyone shouts and beats him, that's because he is so terrifyingly strong! No one else has the strength to sweep across the realm of refining with just one spear!"

Fusu was trembling with fear when he heard this.

That's right, he is dressed in red, has a spear, is unruly, and is invincible. That devil in red is probably his second brother!

Real hammer!

So, should I still look for my second brother?

No way!

Fusu said nonchalantly: "I heard from several people that the red demon king is very strong? He looks similar to me and is about the same age?" The key point is that everyone is still shouting about beating me. "Then, if someone asks someone to beat me,

Wouldn't it be dangerous to mistake him for him?"

Everyone laughed after hearing this, and joked with some gloating: "The facial features are similar, but the temperament is very different, so it will not make people admit their mistake. But if someone is angry, they will look for you because you two have similar looks."

There is trouble, but it does exist. In short, my little fellow Taoist, you really need to be more careful in the future."

Fusu was heartbroken. He hadn't found the person, but he might have to bear the blame!

They are indeed brothers! Brother Keng didn't even bother to say hello.

However, the second brother lives so freely, so he doesn't have to worry.

Although it may have deceived him, his mood improved.

Seeing that although these people were gloating about misfortune in their words, they were just joking and didn't have any bad intentions, so he smiled and said: "Then I really have to pay more attention. I will definitely find a mask to wear when I go back. It will save me some trouble. It's really me.

This level of cultivation is not enough for others to beat him several times. By the way, seniors, can you tell me something about the red-clothed devil? So that I can avoid it in the future and live longer."

Everyone saw that he was not worried about the risks that he might encounter because of his resemblance to the devil in red. Instead, his tone was calm. When people teased him, he not only didn't get angry, but also talked about himself, which inevitably made him more fond of Fusu.

Moreover, the matter of the red-clothed devil king is now a hot topic in the refining realm, so people are talking vividly about the glorious deeds done by Brother Monkey to Fusu. The blood of those who talk about it is getting excited.

If the red-clothed devil only attracted hatred at first, now he has become an idol that older monks dare not speak out about.

Of course, the main reason is that the red-clothed devil is not very old, and the ones he kills are all the monks who are usually superior, which makes these young people feel super excited and super happy. Even if they dare not say it outside, they are yearning for it in their hearts.

Which young man has not dreamed of overturning authority?

It was also in this group of people who were all familiar companions and no outsiders, so they dared to speak so freely.

Fusu Ting felt passionate and proud.

Ha, that Demon King, he is my brother, dear!

Just asking if you are envious!
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