Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

After leaving the Ximi Mountains, there was a plain stretching for thousands of miles. Here, vegetation flourished, streams intertwined, and far from the encroachment of demonic beasts, it gradually developed into a prosperous land.

And on this plain, a very powerful kingdom was nurtured… the Naxi Kingdom.

The Naxi Kingdom is one of the top kingdoms on the Qian Yuan Continent, with enlightened politics and simple folk customs, attracting countless people to visit and settle every year.

One day, a group of foreign merchants, escorting more than a dozen carts loaded with goods, was heading towards the trading port of the Naxi Kingdom.

The leader was an old man in his sixties, people called him Old Zhang, and those who were closer to him called him Uncle Zhang.

At this time, Old Zhang was driving the leading carriage, smoking a water pipe, and leisurely walking on the bumpy road.

Old Zhang lived among them for ten years, mastering their language and customs, gradually drawing closer to them, and finally marrying the daughter of their tribal chief, thus becoming one with them.

After gaining the trust of these indigenous people, Old Zhang gradually purchased many animal skins and mountain delicacies from them, and then took them to the Naxi Kingdom to sell.

These indigenous people were actually very easy to deal with. Each time after selling the goods, buying some tobacco and rouge would make them feel happy, but who knew that the profit Old Zhang obtained was thousands of times more than theirs.

It was by relying on such a lucrative business that Old Zhang made a fortune, returned to his hometown and built a large mansion, making the villagers envious, and everyone praised Old Zhang for his ability.

However, as the saying goes, men go bad when they have money. When Old Zhang was no longer Old Zhang, but became Master Zhang, he became a little disgusted with his rustic wife, so he bought several properties in the city and kept several concubines.

However, because Old Zhang still had to do business with those indigenous people, and this wife had given birth to several children for him, Old Zhang did not divorce her, and provided for her well.

It's just that Old Zhang hadn't stepped into his wife's house for several years. Every time he came back, he lived in the homes of his concubines in the city.

And when he thought of those concubines, Old Zhang couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart, and just wanted to sell these carts of goods as soon as possible, and then go back to see his concubines.

Thinking of this, Old Zhang took down the pipe he was holding in his mouth and shouted to the handlers on the other carts behind him: "Everyone, hurry up! After this batch of goods is delivered, I will reward you with some extra money, so you can go to the brothel and find a few young ladies to have a good time. Do you all understand?"

These people were all hired by Old Zhang as helpers. They didn't earn much money in a year, and they were all rough men, so when they heard Old Zhang's words at this time, everyone's eyes were filled with desire. After thanking him, they sped up their pace.

This trip was smoother than usual, and coupled with the fact that they were about to reach the border of the Naxi Kingdom, Old Zhang became even happier. He put away his pipe and drove the carriage forward with more concentration.

But suddenly, at this moment, in the center of the road in front of Old Zhang, stood a young man in white.

Old Zhang felt a little dizzy. He clearly hadn't seen anyone just now, so how could a figure suddenly appear?

"Could it be a robber?"

Suddenly, a terrible thought rose in Old Zhang's mind, which shocked him, and he quickly reined in the carriage.

The carriages behind saw Old Zhang stop, and they also reined in their horses and stopped behind Old Zhang.

One of the strong men with an open shirt and muscles all over his body came up and asked Old Zhang: "Boss, what's wrong? Why don't you continue to move forward? If it gets dark, the city gate will be closed!"

This strong man had been following Old Zhang for more than ten years, and was one of the few people Old Zhang trusted, so he had the courage to come up and ask at this time.

And after Old Zhang heard his words, he pointed to the young man blocking the road in front of him and asked suspiciously: "Li Yong, you came just in time. You have been in the pugilistic world for many years and have a higher vision than me. Help me see if that kid is going to rob our car?"

"Rob the car?"

After hearing Old Zhang's words, the strong man was also immediately shocked, and then he raised his head and looked in the direction of his finger.

But after this look, the strong man named Li Yong laughed and said: "Boss, you are overthinking it, right? Look at that kid, his skin is fair and tender, and there is no strength revealed on his body. He doesn't look like a martial artist at all. Besides, there are more than thirty people in our team, and this kid is only alone. How could he be stupid enough to rob our car?"

Hearing what the strong man said, Old Zhang was still a little worried, and frowned: "But I heard that some people with profound strength have cultivated internal strength and can defeat ten with one. Look, could this kid be such an expert?"

"Hey, Boss, you are thinking too much." After hearing Old Zhang's concerns, the strong man laughed again and said: "Although I haven't seen those martial arts masters who have cultivated internal strength with my own eyes, I heard that the higher their internal strength, the higher their temples will be, and they can walk on walls and are very powerful.

Look at this kid again, his little face is so tender, just like a scholar, how could he be an internal expert?

Besides, such experts can easily find employment with some wealthy people and look down on such low-level tricks as robbery."

"Huh? Is what you said true?" After hearing the strong man's words, Old Zhang's eyes flashed and he said excitedly.

After hearing this, the strong man patted his chest and said: "Hey, Boss, just listen to me, it's okay."

After receiving the strong man's repeated assurances, Old Zhang felt relieved, then turned over and got out of the carriage, walked to the white-clothed man, clasped his fists and asked: "I wonder why this young master wants to block my old man's carriage?"

Hearing Old Zhang's words, the young man slowly turned around.

It was Chen Tian who came here from the Ximi Mountains.

At this time, Chen Tian raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange smile, and said indifferently: "The reason why I want to stop your carriage is because I want to save you!"