Lu Li quickly understood the meaning of the middle-aged man's words.
The warriors guarding the city wall do not actually belong to a certain force, but come from all over the world. Among them are disciples from the Holy Land of Righteousness, warriors from the five major demonic countries, and even some warriors from Lu Li whose names he has never heard of. sect.
However, when they got here, they all forgot their backgrounds and previous identities. Just as the middle-aged man said, everyone here has only one identity, and that is the warrior of the True Martial Domain.
Moreover, most people showed a hint of kindness towards the 'newcomer' Lu Li, and no one asked about his origins.
"It's been a long time since Daxue State has seen a newcomer as young as you. Although these old guys don't say it, they actually feel sorry for you."
The middle-aged man had already taken on the role of leader. While leading Lu Li to see the warriors on the city wall, he also explained them to him bit by bit.
"Old guy?" Lu Li asked strangely: "All the seniors seem to be in their prime."
Although Lu Li knew very well that the age of warriors in this world could not be judged by their appearance. But when it comes to 'old guys', the appearance of these warriors is a bit too young.
"What? It's weird?" The middle-aged man said with a cold voice: "If you stay in Daxue State for a while, you will know that almost all the people here are old people over a hundred years old."
A hundred years is also an extremely long period of time for a warrior.
From the tone of the middle-aged man, it seemed that many of the warriors on this city wall had guarded the city for more than a hundred years.
"That's just the Immortal Realm warriors. How did those Tongxuan Realm warriors survive?"
Lu Li looked around at the warriors coming and going with a solemn expression.
"Boy, time is the most meaningless concept in Daxue State. Whether it is Tongxuan or Immortality, even Grandmaster Mingyou will eventually become so numb that he forgets time after fighting against the sea of monsters day after day. Pass."
"That's why they feel sorry for you. Young people like you shouldn't come to Daxue State to suffer."
The middle-aged man walked to the edge of the city wall, looked at the squirming black ocean, and said solemnly: "Most of us feel that there is no hope of breaking through, and don't want to waste our abilities, so we voluntarily come here to fight against the sea of monsters." After all, they are just a bunch of old losers whose potential has been exhausted. If they die, they will die, which can be regarded as doing their last remaining efforts for the Zhenwu Realm."
Having said this, he turned back to look at Lu Li with a solemn look on his face: "Now that even children like you are being sent to Daxue State, has Zhenwu Realm fallen to this level?"
Lu Li knew that the other party had misunderstood something, so he could only explain: "I was sent here to hone myself. If I insist on it, it can be regarded as a voluntary act."
"Volunteer?"
The middle-aged man sneered disapprovingly, stared at the sea of monsters again, and said calmly: "It won't be too late to say this after you have experienced several attacks from the sea of monsters."
Then, he said to Lu Li: "The environment in Daxue State is harsh. If you want to survive, in addition to paying attention to the sea of monsters, you have a lot to learn. Come with me."
When Lu Li heard this, he naturally followed him as he was told.
When you come to such a dangerous and unfamiliar place, instead of being wary of everything around you, you might as well look for opportunities to blend in.
Next, the middle-aged man basically took him to wander around the city wall and introduced some people to him.
In particular, the introduction is focused on several persons in charge who can exchange their "war exploits" for meritorious service.
The so-called military merit is to kill the black-scaled monster in the sea of monsters and retrieve some precious parts of the corpse, which can earn a certain amount of merit, and these merits are the only 'currency' on the city wall.
After all, there are many warriors here. Except for jade coins or some heavenly and earthly treasures, the currency system they originally used was difficult to circulate, so they established this merit system from unknown time on.
After all, the purpose is to kill monsters, and it is very reasonable and convenient to use monsters in exchange for 'money'.
Moreover, Daxue State is short of resources, and the only things they can utilize on a large scale are monsters.
The monsters called 'Black Demons' by the warriors guarding the city wall are full of treasures. Their scales can be made into armor, and their claws and teeth can be smelted to replace ore materials and used to forge weapons, and their flesh and blood can be used to forge weapons. , can also supply daily food consumption, or refine some elixirs.
Over the years, the value of Heisha has been exploited to the extreme by warriors.
Lu Li was secretly surprised when he heard this, sighing that people's adaptability is really terrible.
"Old Wei, it's rare to see you bringing someone new. What's wrong? Is this kid your descendant?"
Just as the middle-aged man led Lu Li deeper into the city wall, an old man who set up a stall selling elixirs stopped the two of them.
"How old is this boy? My descendants are enough to be his grandfather." The middle-aged man glanced at the old man, snorted coldly, and said in a very bad tone: "Boy, remember this old immortal, all the pills he sells are... Defective product, if you want to live longer, don’t buy anything from his stall.”
"Wei Zhi, stop spitting nonsense!"
The old man was still smiling at first, but his face turned red with embarrassment at these words: "What kind of elixir can be made from the blood and flesh of Hei Sha? I can't say that my elixir is the best, at least it can make the best use of Hei Sha's flesh and blood. The effect is 100%!"
Only then did Lu Li realize that the middle-aged man's name turned out to be Wei Zhi.
He silently opened his exploratory eyes and looked at the many porcelain bottles on the old man's stall.
Through the bottle, you can see very weak points of light, the highest of which is only 4 points.
A pill of this quality cannot really be said to be a good thing.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will take him to see the 'Snow Lord'."
Wei Zhi waved his hand impatiently, too lazy to continue arguing with the old man.
However, the old man showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost, "Bringing a newcomer to meet the Snow Lord? Wei Zhi, you still said that this boy is not your junior?"
Wei Zhi said expressionlessly: "It's just a little baby. I just don't want to see him ruin his good future and wait for death in such a ghost place."
After that, he continued walking forward. Lu Li glanced at the old man, remembered the name Snow Lord, and quickly followed Wei Zhi's footsteps without asking anything.
In a place like this, it is always right to talk less and see more.
Not long after, Wei Zhi led Lu Li to the other side of the city wall. In a vast snowfield, there were countless black tents.
Seeing these tents, Lu Li's eyes moved slightly, "These should also be made of the skins of those black evil spirits outside, right?"
"These warriors really make the best use of everything and waste nothing..." Thinking this in his heart, Lu Li noticed that there were many warriors around the tent group.
Those warriors were obviously patrolling nearby, but as soon as they saw Wei Zhi, they all nodded to him, and they were obviously very familiar with Wei Zhi.
Similarly, these warriors also noticed Lu Li following Wei Zhi.
Facing these probing looks, Lu Li smiled back one by one, playing the role of a 'newcomer' very well.
"Is Snow Lord here?"
After greeting the patrolling warriors, Wei Zhi came to a tent and asked the warriors guarding outside.
The warrior nodded, glanced at Lu Li again, and said as a reminder: "Snow Lord was injured earlier."
"How can a brat who doesn't even have the energy to kill Snow Lord?" Wei Zhi cursed unceremoniously. Upon hearing this, the warrior quickly glanced at Lu Li's face, but he was actually sensing Lu Li's face. After a moment, he let go with a smile.
Wei Zhi curled his lips and strode into the tent with Lu Li.
After entering the tent, Lu Li was once again amazed by the skills of this group of warriors.
The seemingly featureless tent on the outside is actually a strange place inside. It is obvious that some secret method has been used to expand the space. At first glance, it looks similar to a small courtyard.
However, Lu Li's eyes were attracted by the man in the tent.
That was a man with handsome appearance and cool temperament.
He stood quietly in front of a portrait, his long gray hair spread out casually, coughing slightly from time to time, as if he had been seriously injured.
Lu Li recognized that he was one of the Mingyou Grandmasters who jumped off the city wall earlier, and he was probably the most powerful among those Mingyous.
"Snow Lord."
Wei Zhi stepped forward and clasped his fists perfunctorily.