"Of course they can survive. Not only can people in the demon world survive, but their lifespans are longer than those in the spirit world," Heisha Demon Lord said with a smile: "The sky in the demon world is gray, the earth is black, and all ordinary plants are also It's black. There is no distinction between day and night in the demon world. The sky is gray every day."
"The devil world is really strange. Plants can grow even without the sun," Niu Tiankuang admired.
"The most powerful figure in the demon world is the Demon Emperor. Below the Demon Emperor are thirty-six Demon Lords. Each Demon Lord rules a territory. Some people also call them "big lords." Next are the Demon King, Demon General, and Demon Pawn. According to the levels of your spiritual world, the Demon Emperor is in the late stage of Tribulation, the Demon Lord is in the middle or early stage of Tribulation, and some are in the God Transformation stage, the Demon King is in the Nascent Soul stage, and the Demon General is in the Golden Pill stage. This is the period of Qi training and foundation building for the demon soldiers." Demon Lord Heisha explained the levels of the demon world in detail.
Niu Tiankuang thought for a while and asked: "What level is the master?"
"I," the Black Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I am the junior brother of the current Demon Emperor. I have not accepted any position. Strictly speaking, I am equivalent to the level of the Demon Lord."
"Master, if I learn magic skills from you, will I end up going to the devil world?" Niu Tiankuang suddenly asked.
"This..." Heisha Demon Lord pondered for a moment: "If your cultivation level reaches a high level, you will definitely return to the demon world." There is one sentence that Heisha Demon Lord did not say, that is, monks in the spiritual world cannot tolerate it at all. Demon cultivators are not allowed to stay in the spirit world. If Niu Tiankuang wants to ensure his own safety, he can only return to the demon world, or else he must hide for the rest of his life and never leave.
"I won't learn magic skills anymore," Niu Tian stood up furiously and said with a firm expression.
The Black Demon Lord's face suddenly darkened.
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After two months of flying, Feizhou finally arrived at the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance.
Guo Lin stood on the deck, staring at a majestic giant city appearing opposite, and breathed out gently: "We finally arrived at the Cultivation Alliance,"
Wei Zhengming lowered the flying height of the flying boat and sailed toward the giant city at an unhurried pace.
"What a magnificent city," Lin San couldn't help but admire.
"This huge city took ten years to build. It was all made of blue and white stone. It covers an area of hundreds of thousands of acres. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the city, and there are about thirty monks in the Nascent Soul stage." Guo Lin briefly introduced the situation of Jucheng.
As the distance gets closer, the appearance of the giant city becomes clearer. The hundred-foot-long city wall is suspected to be a dragon lying in the wild. The bronze gate is open, revealing the spacious bluestone streets in the city. A white jade plaque hangs above the bronze gate, with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it. There are four big characters written on it: "Cultivation Alliance".
"Whoosh," Wei Zhengming slowly landed the flying boat in front of the bronze door.
"We've arrived, let's all get off," Guo Lin greeted and jumped out of the flying boat first.
Lin San and Wei Zhengming led all the disciples to get off the flying boat. As for Ye Wu, who was still injured, he was also helped out of the flying boat by two disciples.
Guo Lin performed a spell, and the flying boat immediately shrank ten times and got into Guo Lin's storage bag.
Standing on both sides of the bronze door were a dozen young men dressed in white, all of whom were at the Golden Core stage.
Guo Lin took out a token and waved it, and the dozen young men guarding the gate got out of the way.
Guo Lin led a group of people into the city.
The streets in the city are very wide, and it is estimated that ten horse-drawn carriages can walk side by side more than enough. There are various stores on both sides of the streets, including those selling magic weapons, some selling talismans, and some selling elixirs. In short, they are for sale. There are all kinds of things.
As Lin San walked, he looked at the scenery on both sides: "There is actually a store here,"
"Haha..." Guo Lin smiled: "The immortal cultivators guarding here also need cultivation materials and elixirs, so some sects have opened some stores in the city, mainly to provide training for the immortal cultivators. "
Lin San nodded: "That's it,"
The group of people walked and walked, and finally came to a tall attic. This attic was eleven stories high and made entirely of trees. It was pointed at the top and wide at the bottom. It was very impressive.
"This is where the elders of various sects discuss matters," Guo Lin introduced to Lin San.
At this time, two welcoming disciples came out of the attic and invited Guo Lin and others to enter.
Guo Lin called Chang Jiang and ordered: "Take all the brothers and sisters to rest at the Tianshan Sect's foothold. By the way, send Elder Ye to the foothold as well."
Chang Jiang nodded and led a group of Jindan disciples towards the east.
Each sect has a foothold in the city, and the geographical location and area of the foothold depend on the strength of the sect. As the largest immortal cultivating sect in the Blood Moon Continent, the Tianshan sect has a foothold in the city that not only has a good location, but also occupies a lot of space. The area is also the largest.
After Chang Jiang and other disciples left, Guo Lin, Wei Zhengming and Lin San walked into the attic.
The first floor of the attic is a hall that can accommodate a thousand people. There are hundreds of chairs placed side by side in the middle of the hall, half of which already have owners.
"Oh, Elder Guo, Elder Wei, you are finally here," many people in the hall stood up to greet Guo Lin and Wei Zhengming.
"I'm really sorry. I encountered a sneak attack by the Ghost Cultivator on the way, so I was delayed for some time. Please forgive me," Guo Lin bowed his hands to everyone in the hall.
"What, you encountered a surprise attack from the Ghost Cultivator Sect," a fat man with big ears said in surprise.
Guo Lin sighed: "Yes, we encountered a sneak attack from the Ghost Cultivator Sect a few days ago. After a fierce battle, our Tianshan Sect lost more than a dozen Jindan disciples." Thinking of those disciples who died tragically, Guo Lin I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.
"The Ghost Cultivator Sect is really too rampant," the fat man said angrily.
Others also kept yelling.
After half a stick of incense, everyone's emotions slowly calmed down.
"Hey, this is," the fat man suddenly noticed Lin San standing next to Guo Lin, with a look of confusion on his face: "This Taoist friend is very familiar to me,"
"Ah, this is Lin San. He just joined the Tianshan Sect not long ago. Lin San, this is Elder Huo of the Shuiyun Sect," Guo Lin introduced Lin San and the fat-headed man to each other.
Lin Sanchao bowed his hands to the fat man and said, "Hello, Mr. Huo,"
"Hello," Elder Huo nodded politely.
"Now that everyone is here, let's start discussing the matter of resisting the Ghost Cultivator Sect," a white-haired old man suggested.
Everyone had no objections and sat on the chairs in order. Since the Tianshan sect was the strongest, Guo Lin, Wei Zhengming and Lin San sat directly on the chairs in the first row.
Next, everyone takes one look at me and we start discussing with each other,