Chapter 408: Gathering Intelligence

Sanfeng Village is a very inconspicuous small mountain village located in the eastern part of the disaster area. It is named after the three connected hills behind the village.

Today, Sanfeng Village, which has not been visited by many outsiders, welcomed a young guest with extraordinary appearance.

This guest was tall and handsome. He was dressed in green, with a sharp long sword on his waist, riding on the back of a chestnut red horse with an outstanding appearance, attracting the attention of all men, women and children in Sanfeng Village.

"Jun Housheng, I don't know what the old man of the demon world you are asking about. I have never been out of a hundred miles in my life, so how can I know what you are talking about..."

At this time, Wang Zhifan, who was riding on the back of a red deer horse, listened to the white-bearded old man at the door of a house ten feet away on the roadside answering his question, and immediately knew that this old man who looked very experienced in life was just a facade.

"Excuse me, old man."

Not getting the information he needed, Wang Zhifan had to respond politely, and then drove the red deer horse under his crotch to continue on his way.

In fact, the old man just now was not the first person he asked in this village, but the others were in the same situation. They were all unfamiliar with the concept of the demon world, and some people didn't even know that this world was called the disaster world. It really made him understand that this seemingly wealthy village was just a remote mountain area.

"Let's find a prosperous city to ask."

Without much hesitation, he decided to ride the red deer horse across the stone bridge in front of Sanfeng Village and rush to the densely populated city. As for the location of the city, he had already inquired about it just now. The distance was about 60 miles.

Thump, thump, thump~

The red deer horse took steady steps, like an ordinary horse, and its hooves collided rhythmically with the hard stone slabs of the stone bridge, creating a sound that made people's ears comfortable.

Wang Zhifan sat leisurely on the horse, looking around the surrounding villages, rivers, stone bridges and farmland. He felt as if he had become a wandering knight in ancient times. He couldn't help but feel a little interested. He took out a pot of fine wine from the Wuji Sect world from his personal space and took a sip.

"Tsk tsk ~ good wine tastes best in such an environment."

He sighed, and then saw two children with pigtails jumping towards him in front of the stone bridge. They stared at his red deer horse in amazement. It was obviously the first time they had seen such a majestic horse in their lives.

"Ah! Such a tall and handsome horse! I'll ask my dad to buy me one later!"

"Stupid peach! This is something only the nobles in the big city can afford! Besides, can you ride a horse?"

"Hmph! I can learn if I can't! Even if my dad doesn't buy it for me, it won't be too late to buy it when I grow up and enter the Confucian Academy and become a high-ranking official!"

"Tsk! You dare to say you can enter the Confucian Academy with your brain? Shame on you!"

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The two half-grown children quarreled and fought and quickly passed by Wang Zhifan and left. Wang Zhifan took another sip of the wine in his hand, and then let the red deer horse start to speed up and head to his next destination.

He would be relatively low-key in the surrounding areas of Sanfeng Village, only letting the red deer horse show the ground running ability of a fast horse, but when he was a little further away, he would directly let the red deer horse take off into the air to show the posture of a celestial horse, greatly speeding up the journey.

Soon, as the red deer horse flew through the sunny blue sky and landed in the soft and clean white clouds, Wang Zhifan arrived at his first target location, the disaster city called "Shuqiu" that he had heard from Sanfeng Village.

According to the villagers of Sanfeng Village, this Shuqiu City is the largest city in the area they know, but Wang Zhifan feels that it should not be a real disaster city.

Because from his observation in the sky, he found that this city was not particularly huge and prosperous, especially the buildings in it looked relatively new, as if they were newly built not too many years ago, lacking the historical heritage that a big city should have.

But Wang Zhifan is not so picky at the moment. He quickly fell from the sky and rode the red deer horse to the direction of the city gate.

The gate of Shuqiu City is not particularly wide, but fortunately there is no special person guarding it, allowing people to come and go at will, so he did not encounter any things like being exploited by the guards.

After entering the city, what came into view were rows of ancient houses and streets, and residents who came and went in decent clothes. Overall, it was very clean and orderly, giving people a good initial impression.

It is particularly worth mentioning that Wang Zhifan found that there were many people who looked like Confucian scholars in high hats and wide belts in his field of vision. When he rode the red deer past some specific courtyards, there would be the sound of reading, but he could not understand the chapters they were reciting.

When he found a young man wearing a silver-white loose Confucian robe and a black scholar's hat on the street looking at him curiously, Wang Zhifan took the opportunity to greet him:

"This young man, I have just arrived here, and I have a few questions to ask. I wonder if it is convenient?"

"Young man, you are so polite! You can ask!"

The Confucian scholar immediately bowed to him with a solemn attitude.

So Wang Zhifan got off the horse and talked with this native Confucian scholar who he met by chance to learn about all the things he wanted to know.

Of course, he didn't ask others those sharp questions right away, but started with the most basic local conditions. After the two sides chatted harmoniously, he further deepened the topic.

For this reason, Wang Zhifan also took out the fine wine stored in his portable space as a gift. The other party tasted it and felt good, so he simply took him to a small tea stall on the street to sit down and chat.

"My vision is indeed correct! The young master is really a visitor from the Taoist realm! Legend has it that Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are not the three worlds that can be seen in the human world. I wonder if it is true or false?"

The Confucian scholar in front of him, named Zhang Siqian, is slightly younger than Wang Zhifan. He is just in his early twenties. He is a native of the disaster realm and a Confucian monk. He said that he noticed Wang Zhifan on the street before and found that he was wearing It has the aura of one of the upper three realms.

"The rumors are indeed true, but each flower catches his own eye. The Tao realm has its wonders, and the misfortunes also have its benefits."

Wang Zhifan has never been to the Dao realm, so he can only be careless at this stage. However, the initial identity given to him by the extraordinary game made the indigenous youth in front of him not suspicious.

"Since Prince Wang is from the Dao Realm, why don't you go to the city where the Dao Sect is prosperous first? Could it be that you came here specifically to travel around the Disaster Realm?"

Zhang Siqian then asked him curiously, mainly because the Shuqiu City they were currently in was undoubtedly the territory of the Confucian sect. Even if the relationship between the Taoist and Confucian families was not bad, it would be a bit strange for a Taoist visitor to choose this place as his first stop. Abrupt.

"That's it. This time, Xiaosheng came to the Disaster Realm firstly to travel, and secondly to explore the movements of the demon world..."

Following this thread, Wang Zhifan began to really get into the topic he wanted to know most. After all, he and Zhang Siqian in front of him had been chatting for so long, and the two parties no longer seemed as restrained as they did at the beginning.

"Demon Realm? What movement can they make? With the world-protecting formation set up by the three great saints of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, the Demon Realm can only hold back any bad intentions!"

Finally, Wang Zhifan met a local who knew about the demon world and began to obtain relevant information.

As he had initially expected, as far as Zhang Siqian knew, there was no change in the demon world. They were blocked by the saint formation between the demon and disaster worlds. Even if they wanted to get involved in this valuable world, they still had the intention to do so. Powerless.

But Wang Zhifan knew very well that since the dungeon target stated that the Demon Realm would invade the Disaster Realm, then such a thing would definitely happen. And according to his understanding of the extraordinary game, the invasion would not start for too long, and it might even happen tomorrow. The demonic forces broke in today.

"Mr. Zhang doesn't know something. I heard a fortune teller from an expert in the Tao Realm, saying that if the evil spirit in the Demon Realm is not dead, he will definitely try his best to invade the Disaster Realm..."

Wang Zhifan then started to make nonsense. Although he didn't know the specific situation of the Taoist realm, since it was the headquarters of the Taoist sect, there must be many experts, and it was not surprising that some were good at hexagram techniques.

He then further discussed this issue with Zhang Siqian, and learned more information from the other party, such as where the saint formation that blocked the demon world was located, what powerful beings there were in the demon world, and where the nearest Daomen city was. where.

The power of the demon world really frightened him. He learned from Zhang Siqian that according to Confucian historical records, there are at least tens of billions of demons in the demon world, and among them, there are definitely no less than a million demon generals who are as powerful as the innate monks of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism. There are at least 800 demon kings who are comparable to the super innate experts of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. There are even five demon kings whose strength is said to be no weaker than the three saints. They are definitely extremely terrifying potential enemies.

"There are so many powerful people in the demon world. No wonder the three saints joined forces to set up a blocking formation. But I'm afraid that Taoist's calculation was correct. The demon world will have evil plots. We must be ready to resist the invasion of the demon world at any time... "

When Wang Zhifan and Zhang Siqian talked about this, they talked about how to fight against the demon world. In particular, he asked Zhang Siqian what state he was in now, and was told that he was a Confucian monk at the sixth level of the acquired world. He was still far away from breaking through the ninth level of the acquired world and reaching the innate state. There is a long way to go, but according to his age, he is already considered a leader in the Confucian Academy in Shuqiu City.

"Acquired, innate, super innate, saint... This should be the division of cultivation realms in this world... The person in front of me claims to be the sixth level of acquired, but it gives me a relatively weak feeling. I don't know if my strength can be counted. What realm..."

With the general division of strength, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but think about this issue. After all, according to what he knows so far, there are about five saints, eight hundred super innates, and one million innates in the demon world. If his strength is not enough, then there will be I had fun watching it.

Of course, the war between the two worlds is definitely not his fault. There will definitely be many masters in the disaster area who will come forward. The three base camps of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism at the rear will not stand idly by. The dungeon arranges for their players to come in just to provide small assistance, otherwise the players will That amount is not enough to fill the gap between the demon world's teeth.

"No matter how you look at it, it will be a very difficult dungeon...I am afraid I will have to use all my skills this time."

After talking to Zhang Siqian, Wang Zhifan left him a few gadgets as gifts, then said goodbye and left for his next destination, Tianyuan City, the Daomen city closest to Shuqiu City.

Recently, Tianyuan City is more than five thousand miles away from Shuqiu City. Even with the speed of Red Deer Horse comparable to that of an airplane, it would still take several hours.

But Wang Zhifan didn't plan to rush there in such a hurry. He planned to slow down a little on the road and experience the customs and customs of this world. Anyway, the demon world hadn't come over yet, so there was no point in being anxious.

"I don't know how useful my Dao realm status will be in Tianyuan City. I'm afraid I'm just familiar with the middle-level people there... I really don't know where to start in this kind of war between two worlds... I can only wait for the war to start. Trying to find a way to gain some fame.”

On the way, Wang Zhifan thought about the next course of action. For him, this dungeon involved too many people and things, and it was not easy to prepare in advance. It would be more reliable to join the battle directly after it started.

While on the way, he was suddenly attracted by an unusual movement on the ground below, so he drove the red deer to the nearby ground and rushed to the location of the incident.

This place was a desolate plain with a slightly cold temperature. There was not much vegetation around except sparse weeds, and the natural conditions were far inferior to the territory of Shuqiu City.

But it was in such a barren land where almost no birds shit, more than a thousand people gathered.

To be more precise, more than a thousand people formed a huge circle, and in the circle, two people were confronting each other, and it was obvious that they were going to compete or duel.

One of the two was a young man in his twenties with an ordinary appearance. He had a grim look in his eyes. He held a spear and pointed it at the tall enemy standing a hundred meters in front of him. Although his figure and appearance could not leave a special impression on everyone, the murderous aura that was condensed all over his body showed that he was a master, a martial arts master.

The other was a tall and dignified middle-aged monk. He was wearing a yellow and red cassock, and a string of Buddhist beads the size of a child's fist hung around his neck. He looked at the young man with the spear a hundred meters away with no sadness or joy in his eyes. Just this calmness made people feel terrible pressure.

"Donor, I will ask you one last time, do you really want to start the challenge?"

At this time, the tall and dignified middle-aged monk opened and closed his lips, making a muffled sound like a bell, which not only made the young man a hundred meters in front hear it clearly, but also the more than a thousand spectators who were far away around him could hear it clearly, which was enough to show how profound his cultivation was.

"Venerable Longshan! No need to say more! I, the Spear Saint, will definitely defeat you today! I will break through my martial arts with your defeat!"

The ordinary-looking spear warrior also made a voice of the same loudness, and his momentum was not inferior at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spectators around him became excited and began to talk about it.

"Great! Today I can actually see two masters of the Innate Realm fighting!"

"Who is this self-proclaimed Spear Saint? His name is very famous, but why haven't I heard of it before?"

"Who knows? Venerable Longshan has earned his name over so many years! This Spear Saint has no record of any battles. In my opinion, he is just looking for death!"