Chapter 810: Know yourself and the enemy

"Returning to seniors, our'Purple Flame Sect' is only a small sect in the True Martial Realm. Almost all the mineral stone deposits in the True Martial Realm are occupied by some large sects, so in desperation, our'Ziyan Sect' is there every year A large number of disciples should be sent out, looking for Yuanshi everywhere, and then handed over to the division, and then uniformly distributed by division..."
When Pei Litong said this, she sighed helplessly, and said: "Later, our disciple of the Purple Flame Sect found a teleportation formation left over from the ancient times in the area under its jurisdiction. To this world. Afterwards, with a fluke mentality, Master opened the teleportation formation and ordered Brother He and I to come to this world to see if we could find cultivation resources such as Yuanshi...Although we don’t want to reach this low-level world, But the master's order is hard to violate!"
When Pei Litong was speaking, Fang Bai had been closely observing her breathing, heartbeat and other physical signs with her spiritual sense, and seeing that there were no major fluctuations, she knew that she had not lied.
Thinking that He Huan and Pei Litong came from a higher-level small world, and they had a fire element stone on their bodies, Fang Bai's heart moved suddenly, and his eyes fell on Pei Litong's fingers, and she found that she was wearing a ring on her left middle finger.
In Fang Bai’s thoughts, the martial artists in the small world must be generally much stronger. Maybe there are refiners and array masters capable of refining spatial spirit weapons. However, the element stone is inconvenient to carry. Since Pei Litong has element Stone, it means that she probably also has a spatial spirit weapon, and the original stone should be placed in it.
Fang Bai's divine consciousness swept across the ring on Pei Litong's finger, and he sensed a wave of vitality fluctuations, knowing that it was indeed a spatial spirit weapon.
It was just that when Fang Bai's divine sense penetrated into the spatial ring, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Pei Litong's space ring has a small space, and although there are some training resources, it is pitiful, far less than the square white space ring.
A dignified martial artist who is at the highest level is actually so poor. It seems that the "Purple Flame Sect" she belongs to is really a weak sect in the Zhenwu world.
"On the real martial world, how is the realm of martial arts divided? What is your position in the martial arts of this heavenly level?"
Fang Bai's gaze retracted from Pei Litong's spatial ring, and he asked in a solemn voice.
This question is very important to Fang Bai, because Fang Bai will definitely enter the real martial arts world in the future. Before entering, he must know himself and the enemy and be prepared to be relieved.
Pei Litong said: "The martial artists of the real martial arts, from strong to weak, are Yu, Zhou, Hong, Huang, Tian, ​​Earth, Xuan, and Huang. In our world, only when the strength reaches the realm of wildness can we be considered. A certain status, otherwise you will be looked down upon by people and easily bullied. As for me..."
Pei Litong smiled bitterly: "I'm just a core disciple of the Purple Flame Sect. Although my master is the elder of the Purple Flame Sect, his strength is only the elementary level of the Wilderness. Even the Sect Master only has the Wilderness Rank. It's only mid-level strength. Therefore, our "Purple Flame Sect" can only be regarded as the fourth-class sect in the real martial arts, or the one that ranks very low in the fourth-class sect."
Fang Bai nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "So, the sect with a superpower in the world is considered a first-class sect?"
Pei Litong nodded and said: "Yes! The first-class sect not only has many disciples, but also sits on a large number of cultivation resources, and controls many large and small countries. The other sects are like ants in the eyes of the first-class sects! Other sects, I can only rely on the breath of the first-class sect to survive!"
Fang Bai said: "I will ask you again: My strength, compared with your master, who is stronger and who is weak?"
Pei Litong glanced at Fang Bai, her eyes showing a bit of fear, and said: "The strength of the predecessor is amazing, compared to our master, only strong but not weak!"
Fang Bai sighed lightly, a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Pei Litong's master is the elementary level of the Wilderness. In this way, her true combat power should be able to fight against the intermediate-level warriors of the Real Martial Realm. Even now, he has a foothold.
Next, Fang Bai carefully asked a few questions about Zhenwu Realm. Pei Litong didn't dare to hide it and answered honestly.
"Well, your performance is pretty good. I won't kill you, but for the sake of safety, you don't want to return to the real martial arts!"
As Fang Bai spoke, stretched out his right hand, pressing his palm on top of Pei Litong's head, and a strand of true essence quickly penetrated into her body.
Pei Litong's body trembled like an electric shock, and her eyes gradually became completely blank.
While Fang Bai abolished Pei Litong's strength, he also destroyed all her previous memories.
Fang Bai shot He Huan, which is regarded as a feud with the "Purple Flame Sect". If Pei Litong is allowed to return to the True Martial Realm, it is likely to bring great future troubles, so for the safety of himself and the people around him, Fang Bai had to choose to abandon it. Drop Pei Litong.
Fang Bai received Pei Litong's space ring, and then took her to the city dozens of miles away, threw her on the street, let her fend for herself, and went back to the hotel where she was staying, meeting with sister Linghu.
Seeing Fang Bai returning safely, Linghu sisters were very happy. After the three chatted a few words, Linghu Baimei couldn't help asking: "Mr. Fang, when do you have time to go to the Polar Ice Palace?"
Although Linghu Qianjiao didn't make a sound, her pair of beautiful eyes fell on Fang Bai, with a look of expectation.
Fang Bai knew that the two sisters wanted to treat them as their master. After thinking about it, they said,
I’ve been out this time for a long time. I want to go home and have a look... Well, ten days later, I will accompany you. You go to the Polar Ice Palace together. How?"
Fang Bai just calculated that he had been out for half a year to experience this time, and he had also reached the goal he had set before. It was time to return to a normal life and calm down to consolidate his state.
Although the two sisters Linghu were anxious, they thought that Master had been injured for several years, and it was not less than ten days, so they nodded together.
On the same day, Fang Bai booked three air tickets and prepared to return to China with the Linghu sisters.
Prior to this, the two Linghu sisters had agreed to join China "Dragon Guard" under Fang Bai's lobbying. They went to China with Fang Bai to complete the process of joining "Dragon Guard".
In the afternoon, the three left the Queen's Hotel together, preparing to head to the airport.
Just out of the hotel's door, a dozen strong tattooed men rushed up and surrounded the three of them.
These big guys, including Chinese and local white men, were all angered, arrogant, and murderous.
"Hey, let's meet again! Boy, do you still recognize me?"
A young man in his late thirties wearing a checkered shirt pushed aside the crowd and walked in. He stood in front of Fang Bai, glanced at Fang Bai, and then fell on Linghu Qianjiao with a coveted expression on his face.
When he saw Linghu Baimei standing beside Linghu Qianjiao, his eyes brightened.