The distribution of cultivation resources in the southern states is very peculiar, with the most in the central area and gradually decreasing toward the outside. Therefore, it forms a unique regional pattern of five tribes, four regions, and three parts that is rare in the Yanhuang world.
The Five Tribes and the Four Domains are divided into three parts. The Five Tribes refer to the coexistence of demons, demons, ghosts, monsters, and humans; the Four Domains refer to the four regions of East, West, North, and South. Among them, the Demon Tribe is the most respected in the East and the Monster Tribe is the most respected in the West.
, the south is the territory of zombies, the north is the territory of ghosts, and the southeast
In any region in the northwest, the largest number of creatures are human beings; the three points are for monks and various forces. To put it bluntly, the continent is artificially divided into three levels according to the intensity of cultivation resources, which is the population here.
The imperial realm, the king realm and the mortal realm.
To put it bluntly, the Imperial Realm is in the central area and occupies the most resources. The forces here must have at least one master of level three or above. The human race here can be called an dynasty. The largest human dynasty in the southern states is the Shenyao Dynasty.
The King Realm is second, located in the middle zone. Here, monks in the fifth-grade Nascent Soul Realm can claim the title of king and hegemony, but no matter how powerful they are, they can only be called a kingdom.
The mortal world is the most fringe area, and there are basically not many cultivation resources, and there are no decent masters. Most of the human races form strongholds to protect themselves, and most of the occasional cities are occupied by masters of the eighth grade or above.
The five tribes, four domains and three divisions are the most basic rules that must be followed to survive in the southern states. Mortals and monks are no exception.
Although the southern states lack cultivation resources and spiritual power, they do not have many monks at all, because cultivation is the only way for people on this continent to achieve success, and it is also the only criterion for measuring everything. For example, the schools here do not teach culture.
They only teach cultivation. The officials here don't look at virtue and talent, only their cultivation.
The people here talk about their strength, and even the humblest and least knowledgeable people can clearly distinguish the levels of cultivation and speak clearly and eloquently.
The southern state, the northern region, the human race, the mortal realm, and Pojun City.
In the bustling street, Fa Hai, wearing a snow-white pure Taoist robe and carrying an exquisite ancient sword on his back, was sitting elegantly in front of a food stall, savoring the whole grain porridge on the table while watching with cold eyes to study this morbid world.
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Without investigation, there is no right to speak. Although Fahai knows a lot about the southern states from Wuya's Notes and other people's mouths, he is new here. With his step-by-step character, he will not be able to rise up and give a shout out, preaching and teaching is such a stupid thing.
Instead of being reckless, he chose to use a period of time to understand the customs and customs here, and after confirming what he knew one by one, he then gradually launched his plan in a targeted manner.
In order to better integrate into this place, he chose to wear Taoist clothes, because this is the most popular here. Although they have no idea what Tao is, in their understanding, Taoist robes are the symbol of monks. It seems that as long as they put on a Taoist robe, they will be able to wear Taoist clothes.
Rogues can also call themselves Taoists.
"Stop, don't run, everyone help me catch him!"
On the street, two chasing figures, one big and one small, caught Fahai's attention. He saw a tall and thick man chasing a thin boy. When he heard the big man shouting, the good-hearted people on the street immediately stopped the thin boy.
Seeing the child, the big man caught up with him in three steps and then trampled the child under his feet.
"Hand over the money to me immediately! Otherwise I will kill you!"
Seeing that the thin boy was clenching his teeth and holding the money bag with both hands and refusing to let go, the big man directly raised his foot and kicked the boy on the head. This powerful and heavy kick caused the boy to bleed from all his orifices, and he immediately fell to the ground.
"You really deserve it. I want money but not my life. Bah!"
The big man just smiled when he saw this, pulled the money bag out of the boy's arms, and walked away under the gaze of everyone.
"This is too cruel, isn't it? This kid just stole his wallet and beat him to death?" Fahai couldn't help but shook his head and was speechless when he saw this.
Hearing Fahai's words, the stall owner suddenly became happy.
"Sir, you may have made a mistake. It was not that the child stole his money bag, but that he wanted to rob the child's money bag. When the child refused, he was so angry that he killed him."
"He robbed so confidently? Is there any royal law for this? Why didn't anyone stop him from killing?"
"What's the point? He's stronger than that kid. Isn't it natural to do this?"
"Uh~ Indeed, it's true." Seeing the boss' unusual and strange look, Fahai hurriedly said. After saying that, he glanced at the dead child on the street with remorse, and shook his head again.
Originally, he could have saved the child, but he subjectively regarded him as a thief, and subjectively believed that the big man could only repair him and give him a few kicks to vent his anger, but he didn't expect that the big man would kill him with one kick.
The child's life was something Fahai never expected.
I was shaking my head in repentance, and suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old on the street, chattering to an old man, and slapping the old man one after another from time to time, but the old man did not dare to resist at all.
, but the old man confessed his mistake to the young man again and again with tears streaming down his face.
"Store, does that old man owe that young man a lot of money? He was taught such a miserable lesson."
"How is that possible? They are father-in-law."
"Then this young man has taken good care of himself. Could it be that he is also a monk?"
"The older one is the father, and the young man is his son."
"How can a son teach his father like this?!"
"Sir, you are really surprised. This kid is one of the few martial arts geniuses in this city. He has reached the realm of refining gas and turning gold at a young age. He is much stronger than his useless father. Isn't it natural to teach him a lesson?
?Looking at the strange behavior of the guest officer, could it be that you are from a barbarian land overseas?"
"You are a foreigner and a commoner who does not know the etiquette of your superior state, which makes you laugh."
"Looking at the objective appearance, he must be a noble monk. Old man, what right do I, a loser with no martial arts talent, have the right to laugh at you? I just hope to work harder and earn more money so that my son can be sent to a place where real monks exist.
's school,
If he can develop his skills and win an official position with the city lord, I will be able to feel proud in front of my neighbors. If he is lucky enough to enter the secret realm of immortality, be granted a title and become the prime minister, then I will even die in peace, old man!"
"If your child steps into the secret realm of immortality, wouldn't you also have to be beaten and scolded like this every day by him?"
"If I had such a good child, I would be willing to kill me, not to mention beating and scolding me."
When Fa Hai heard this, he could only laugh dryly, lowered his head and drank the porridge.
Fahai knows a little about what the store said about becoming a knight and becoming a prime minister. The southern state is a semi-slave and semi-feudal society. Any dynasty, kingdom, or even ordinary city is eager to recruit powerful monks. According to the state of the state, there are princes and princes.
The six titles of Mr. Hou Bozi correspond to monks of the fifth to tenth grades. As long as you have the cultivation level, it is very simple to be knighted and become the prime minister, and to enter the center of power.
Thinking of this, Fa Hai vaguely seemed to have found an opportunity to preach...