The white-haired old man didn't notice Tang Zhen's expression, but continued to say in a light tone: "Every tide season is a day of carnival for casual cultivators and monks from other worlds. They gather near the cracks, waiting for the treasure to appear.
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"People die for wealth. More wealth means more death. Especially in unmanaged places like the Cracked Plains, death is a common thing."
"Sometimes, in order to ensure maximum benefits, the monks will be tit-for-tat from the beginning, and the chaotic fighting will continue from the beginning to the end of the tide, with countless casualties during this period."
The old man sighed with emotion when he said this, and told Tang Zhen: "I have been wandering around the Crack Plain all my life. It is a miracle that I can survive until now. Most of the people I have known over the years have died on the Crack Plain.
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"Not only are there king-level monks among them, there are even kings of law, but so what, they haven't turned into skeletons that no one cares about!"
"This is the monk's grave. If you are still attached to life, the best choice is to turn around and leave immediately!"
After saying these words, the old man felt something was wrong. He seemed to be talking too much.
He secretly wondered in his heart, it was really strange, why he was so pleased with this young man, and couldn't help but say what was on his mind.
Tang Zhen looked thoughtful, and at the same time quietly withdrew the mental power that could affect people's emotions. He used this method to get the old man to speak his mind.
As long as Tang Zhen is willing, it is absolutely impossible for any monk who is not as powerful as him to keep secrets.
There are so many sayings in this cracked plain. I really didn't expect it. No wonder no one has chosen this place!
Tang Zhen was overthinking this. In fact, in addition to being too chaotic in the Cracked Plain, there were other reasons why no one was chosen.
First of all, no new members have joined the Fifth War Zone for many years. Members who originally joined also have better fiefdom choices. If there is no special reason, there is really no need to choose such a place.
Tang Zhen had also noticed before that in the current Fifth War Zone, there are many areas with natural conditions that exceed those of the Crack Plain, but they do not meet all of Tang Zhen's requirements. Only the Crack Plain is acceptable.
If Tang Zhen were asked to choose again, he would probably choose this place.
"Two blind things, get out of the way!"
Just as he was about to ask for more information about the cracks in the earth, a scolding sound came from their ears, and the target was him and the old man.
Tang Zhen frowned and turned to look at the guy who said something unkind. Then he saw a rough man wearing earth dragon leather armor with an unruly face standing in front of him, his eyes full of disdain.
"Isn't it possible that such a wide road can't get past you?"
Tang Zhen asked in a calm tone, and Tang Zhen's eyes were a little cold.
"Don't talk nonsense, I just can't get through, and I just want you to get out of here, do you hear me?"
As if just waiting for Tang Zhen to speak, the wild cultivator became more and more arrogant. He raised his finger and pointed at Tang Zhen, almost jabbing his finger in the face.
There were more than a dozen wild cultivators standing next to them, looking at the scene with a sneer. At a glance, they knew they were the arrogant cultivators' accomplices.
Seeing this, the old man next to him quickly stretched out his hand to pull Tang Zhen's clothes, and then said to the arrogant monk with a smile on his face: "Second Master De, he is just a young boy who is not sensible at all. Your Excellency has a lot of money, thousands of people."
Don’t ever get to know him!"
Hearing this, Mr. Na De didn't even look at the old man, and said in a disgusted tone: "Who do you think you are, worthy of talking to me?"
The old man was not angry when he heard this, he just kept bending down and saying nice things, but the arrogant monk ignored him at all.
The young people behind the old man couldn't help it any longer. Just as they were about to jump out, they were held tightly by their companions. At the same time, they were glared hard by the old man, and then turned their heads with unwillingness on their faces.
Tang Zhen looked at the arrogant monk and his companions, with a faint smile on his face.
"I just won't get out of the way, what can you do to me?"
Hearing Tang Zhen's words, the arrogant monk showed a ferocious smile and said word by word: "Boy, do you know what will happen to those who dare to talk to me like this?"
"I'm very curious, why don't you tell me about it?"
Tang Zhen stood still, looked at Mr. Nade and asked with a smile.
Second Master De seemed to have heard the topic that interested him. He turned to look at his companions behind him, laughed loudly and pointed at Tang Zhen and shouted: "Did you hear that? This kid wants to know the consequences of offending me. What do you think?
Should I tell him?"
When the wild cultivators behind him heard this, they also laughed wildly, but more of them sneered with disdain and pride.
"You brat, since you want to know, I'm going to tell you, remember not to pee your pants in fear!"
With an almost roaring voice, Mr. De Er said to Tang Zhen while spitting: "I will strip off your clothes, pour the parasites into your mouth, and then use tweezers to insert the pustules on your body.
He pulled out fat worms one after another."
"You can't feel the pain, but you can see that your body is full of holes, and your body will become thinner and thinner. When you can't crawl anymore, your belly will become bigger and bigger, stretching your belly.
It’s getting thinner and thinner!”
A sick smile flashed across Mr. De's face, as if he was immersed in the scene he described. He looked at Tang Zhenyin intently and said with a smile: "In the end, your stomach will explode with a bang, and then countless colorful flowers will appear."
The bugs will crawl out and eat up all the scraps of your bones!"
"Hey, hey, boy, don't you think this feels great?"
Tang Zhen nodded expressionlessly and said to Mr. De: "Yes, it's really fun. Since you like it so much, don't you also want to experience it yourself?"
Second Master De was stunned for a moment, then raised his thumb at Tang Zhen, his voice as cold as ice.
"Boy, you have the guts!"
"Don't worry, I will let you try my new method, and I guarantee that your death will be more painful, so painful that you will regret coming to this world alive!"
The atmosphere at the scene became tense. Not only was Master De's eyes flashing with murderous intent, but the accomplices behind him also slowly moved forward, with cold smiles on their faces.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the old man showed a look of struggle in his eyes. Finally, he sighed softly, bit the bullet and smiled at the Second Master De: "Second Master De, you have a lot of money. Don't be like a young boy."
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"How about this? Didn't you say last time that you wanted me to sell you all the harvest? As long as you let this kid go, I will definitely do it!"
Mr. De Er let out a "hum", slapped the old man, and cursed loudly at the same time: "You shameless old man, it's too late to agree now!"
"Now the uncle not only wants all your gains, but also wants this kid's life. No one can intercede!"
Just when Mr. De's slap was about to fall on the old man's face, another hand suddenly appeared and grabbed his wrist.
Feeling the power coming from his wrist, Mr. De's expression changed slightly, and he finally took a good look at the ordinary-dressed young man in front of him.
Being able to grab his wrist proved that the opponent was not weaker than a lord, but he had already measured it before and found that this young man's strength was only level five at most!
Could it be that I was mistaken? This is a guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
With a slight chill in his heart, Mr. De was about to speak and try to save the situation. Unexpectedly, all his companions gathered around him, their swords already unsheathed.
No matter, even if you misjudged the opponent's strength, but you have more than a dozen people here, and there is support from the organization behind you, how can you still be afraid of this kid?
In the Cracked Plains, we are not afraid of you being arrogant, but we are afraid that you have no strength. The more arrogant you are, the more jealous others will be of you.
Even your companions and the organization behind you will support you, because in this place in the Rift Plain, if you are submissive and have no organization to rely on, no one will dare to collect your body even if you die!