As he said that, Baili Jingchuan hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "The three major families in this pass, their ancestors, have all left the King of Realms who guarded this city. The largest family in this pass is the Shangguan family. Now the King of Realms who guards this city is the member of the Shangguan family. However, the King of Realms has not appeared for many years. There are rumors that the King of Realms will be short of his life, and the Chen family is the one who has the most hope of appearing in the next step."

Baili Jingchuan shook his head helplessly: "So I said before, you must not form a bond with the young master Chen and the lady of the Shangguan family. These two families are now at the peak of their lives in Xuanling Pass. I just hope that your name as a false god master can temporarily scare those big families, otherwise you will be in trouble. Don't say that I know you at that time."

"By the way, why have I never heard of your killing technique with your eyes..." Baili Jingchuan looked at Lin Hao curiously. He only thought that Lin Hao, who was standing in front of him at this moment, was just Lin Hao's clone.

Lin Hao looked at him, too lazy to explain, but instead asked: "You just said that you only need 100 million ink capsules to collect the original ink of the twelve forbidden zones. Then this painting world has existed for countless years. Even if there is no god master in the painting world, that 100 million ink capsules will probably be enough, right?"

"One pass city and one realm king, but it takes one million ink capsules to become a realm king. Those twelve pass cities, for so many years, cannot even have a hundred realm kings, right?"

"There are no one hundred realm kings, and what about ten thousand realm generals?"

Baili Jingchuan was stopped and finally shook his head and said, "Maybe only at the level of the God Lord can you have the ability to repair the restricted area."

Lin Hao smiled: "Since only the God Lord can repair the forbidden zone, why do this twelve gates in the painting world need so many ink capsules?

They have collected so many ink capsules to use for..." "This is simple!"

Baili Jingchuan smiled and said, "Didn't you find that the practice of the indigenous people here is quite different from ours?"

As he said that, Baili Jingchuan raised his hand and instantly condensed a whirlwind of spiritual power in his palm: "We are a monk from the Tianlong Continent, only the spiritual energy between heaven and earth can practice."

"But the indigenous people in this painting world cannot use spiritual power, but they use the ink sac of the ink beast to practice, which is a bit similar to the demon cultivator who borrows the demon spirit of the monster in our Tianlong Continent to practice."

"So often, when the monks in this world hunted the ink beast ink sac, they would leave some for their own practice, and the rest would be handed over to the Mo Palace in exchange for contribution ink dots. This ink dot is not only used for upgrading, but can also be used directly as currency or exchanged for such a realm crystal."

"In this painting world, mortals occupy the majority. Mortals cannot practice and cannot use ink dots to trade. They can only choose to exchange ink dots in the ink hall and exchange ink dots for boundary crystals on the spot."

Lin Hao knew it: "So that's how it is."

No wonder he had noticed that the power of cultivation among the young masters of the Chen family was completely different from that of him, which made him unable to see through those people's cultivation.

Baili Jingchuan smiled: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Lin Hao glanced at his stinky look and suddenly felt that this kid felt that he surpassed himself in his understanding of this world, so he was so proud?

Lin Hao sighed and looked at the young master of the Baili family and said helplessly: "Since you know this world so well, you should use the rules of this place. Even if you cannot leave this world and cannot pass this fourth level, you will at least get involved in the world kings and other worlds, and spend all day in the peaceful Yuanyang City. Is this the clan of your Baili family?"

"Let's go, take me to hand over the ink bag, and then you go back to your Yuanyang City, and I will find my way to break the barrier. You and I will have nothing to do with you in the future."

Lin Hao waved his robe sleeves and walked towards the Mo Hall opposite the street.

"You, do you think the world is so easy to be the king of the world?

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"That ink beast, even the lowest level ink beast, can kill people higher than the level. You obviously don't feel hurt when you stand and speak!"

Baili Jingchuan snorted in disappointment, and finally stepped forward to Lin Hao and muttered: "Do you think I am willing to be with you?"

If it weren't for your sudden come to me and killing my Xiao Cui, how could I bring you here and tell you so much about this world?

You have offended the Chen family and Shangguan family, so please be blessed. I will take you to the Mosan immediately, and I will go back to Yuanyang City to continue living a life of immortality. As for whether you die or live in the future, it really has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Hao smiled faintly, too lazy to pay attention to him, and walked into the gate of the Mo Palace.

The Mo Palace is as spacious as you can see outside, but obviously not many people came to deliver the Mo Bag. There are more than a dozen windows in the lobby on the first floor of the Mo Palace, but at this moment there are only two windows running. There are less than ten people delivering the Mo Bag in the lobby.

Such a scene is simply weird. With such a huge city gate, there are only so many people who come to deliver the ink bag every day?

Baili Jingchuan next to him hesitated for a moment, suddenly came up again and whispered: "Actually, unless he was directly sent outside the barrier to do tasks, most cultivators in the painting world would not choose to come here to exchange for ink dots when they get ink sacks. One ink sack can only be exchanged for one ink dots, but in the black market, an ink sack can be exchanged for one ink dots at the highest price, especially the ink beast ink sack with extremely high levels, and one ink sack, which has been exchanged for hundreds of ink dots at the highest!"

"You said, who would come to this ink palace to deliver the ink bag?"

"black market?"

Lin Hao looked at Baili Jingchuan strangely and thought to himself that there are indeed people in places with interest, and this place even has a black market for buying and selling ink capsules... But it is not surprising that the ink capsules are so widely used, even practitioners need to use ink capsules for their practice. In this way, those who are willing to sell ink capsules at a low price to the Mo Palace will be unhappy.

However, he didn't plan to figure out what this black market was. For this painting world, he only needed to understand a little one-sided thing. He didn't plan to stay here like Baili Jingchuan.

Lin Hao glanced at the lobby, and at the same time he couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to glance at the gate of the Mo Hall behind, because as they entered the Mo Hall, the people who followed him all rushed to the gate of the Mo Hall, causing the Mo Hall guards to be unable to stop these people.
Chapter completed!