Lonely Immortal

I don’t know how long it has been. When Zhang Zhiwen woke up again, he heard a noisy shouting and cursing. The voice was familiar, strange, far away, but close. It felt a little erratic, but it hurt his ears. He couldn’t help looking at the distance. In the darkness, a light spot was twisting and changing, and it kept attacking a layer of transparent shield.

"Let me out!"

"Let me out!"

"Wait! When I get out, I will peel off your skin and pull out your tendons!"

...

The light spot kept yelling and attacking, but suddenly, a purple thunder flashed by and hit it directly with a bang. It shivered instantly, and as a white light spread out, it let out a scream and then ran away.

Zhang Zhiwen stared at this scene blankly. He didn’t know what happened. After a long time, his memory slowly recovered. He remembered that he was caught by the old man? Wasn’t he attacked by the old man with a strange spell? Did the old man seem to say something scary like he was going to take his body away before he fainted? What's going on now?

He looked around. He was in the Immortal Mansion. The Immortal Mansion was still the same. An isolated island was floating in the void. Outside the isolated island was darkness. And that light spot was outside the isolated island. It seemed that it had just tried to break through the shield of the Immortal Mansion and enter here?

Zhang Zhiwen actually didn't know what the situation of this Immortal Mansion was. He just knew that spiritual herbs planted here would grow quickly. As long as the spiritual herbs were given enough spiritual energy, they should be produced in an endless supply. But he knew nothing about other situations in the Immortal Mansion.

If it weren't for the light spot appearing outside the Immortal Mansion, he wouldn't know that he could actually go out.

Thinking of this, he came to the edge of the Immortal Mansion. He tried to touch the invisible shield. A gentle force came, but it didn't bounce him away. Instead, it was very soft and very kind, like a mother, as if she was afraid of hurting his weak light ball.

Zhang Zhiwen was even more curious. He thought about it and he passed through the shield and came to the empty world outside. However, as soon as he entered this empty world, he immediately felt a strong sense of uneasiness. This feeling seemed to be innate and engraved in his bones. He was so scared that he ran back quickly. As soon as he came back, the strong uneasiness disappeared instantly, as if he was protected by his mother in this shield and no danger could approach him anymore.

Zhang Zhiwen floated beside the shield, staring blankly at the void. He had never really felt the care of his mother since he was a child. Although his mother loved him very much when he was a child, it was a pity that when he was eight years old, his mother and father both committed suicide, leaving him alone to live in the world. Now he felt the warmth from his mother again, and he even felt that this was a feeling that he could only have when curled up in the mother's body...

With a bang, the Immortal Mansion suddenly shook, and then the stone tablet located in the center suddenly emitted a golden light. Zhang Zhiwen couldn't help but look at it, and saw that there was another row of words on the stone tablet.

Originally, the stone tablet was engraved with Zhang Zhiwen's name and his cultivation, but now there was one more thing, that is, the fate, and the fate showed that Zhang Zhiwen's fate was of low quality.

Even if Zhang Zhiwen didn't know what fate was, he couldn't understand what the word "low-grade" meant. It naturally meant that his fate was cheap. Zhang Zhiwen was not surprised. Some people were born to be rich and noble, while others were poor and hardworking. Most people were poor and hardworking. Zhang Zhiwen was just an ordinary person. Born in troubled times, he would inevitably die. It was not surprising.

But Zhang Zhiwen was also strange, because in addition to the name on the stone tablet, the second one was cultivation. Cultivation can be improved. Could it be that this fate can also be improved? Zhang Zhiwen was not sure about this. He still knew very little about this mysterious stone tablet. However, cultivating immortals was indeed a heaven-defying act. What would happen in the end, no one should know.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't think much about it. He just thought of the other light spot attacking the shield just now. That guy should be the old man's incarnation of the soul. He didn't expect the old man to break into the immortal mansion. Fortunately, the immortal mansion shield protected him, otherwise the old man would have eaten him now?

Zhang Zhiwen didn't know how to describe how the old man was going to deal with him. From the old man's previous expression, it was clearly a look of seeing delicious food. Zhang Zhiwen still felt the evil and greedy aura very strongly.

But at this moment, the old man's soul seemed to have been hit by the purple thunder from the void and fled. The old man's soul was also tough enough. He was not dead even under the attack of the purple thunder from the void. Anyway, Zhang Zhiwen didn't dare to touch the purple thunder now. Although he had not been struck, he felt that he probably couldn't stand it.

While Zhang Zhiwen was thinking about these things, the shouting and cursing appeared again.

"You bastard, what do you want to do by trapping me here?!"

"I'll beat you to death!"

...

The old man's soul appeared again. He was extremely fast. He came close to Zhang Zhiwen with a whoosh, and then bombarded Zhang Zhiwen with various spells.

This spell has some that Zhang Zhiwen has seen before, some of which he has never seen before. Generally speaking, it should be a water spell, but after the old man releases it, there is a black aura, sometimes dozens of water swords, and sometimes circles. The vortex, sometimes a layer of waves, seems to be quite astonishing in its power. It hits the shield and the shield keeps shaking, but the shield can never be broken.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwen felt a little relieved. It was also the first time for him to see other immortal cultivators release water attack spells. Zhang Zhiwen had experienced those whirlpool-like spells before. They were quite powerful and had some power to reverse the world, and water The sword looks like it's not easy to mess with, and the waves are constantly hitting it, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

In the face of this kind of water spell, it would be difficult for the fire spell to work. As long as the waves hit it layer by layer, even the fireball spell would be defeated.

The old man attacked for a while, but when he saw that there was still nothing he could do to protect him, he was a little tired. He finally stopped. He stared at Zhang Zhiwen and kept yelling curses.

Zhang Zhiwen was also annoyed by his scolding, and he became angry and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Old dog, have you scolded enough?!"

To be honest, Zhang Zhiwen never likes to quarrel with others or engage in unnecessary verbal disputes, but this old guy's scolding is really unpleasant and endless. Even the Clay Bodhisattva is a little angry.

"You bastard, how dare you scold me?!" The old man obviously didn't expect that Zhang Zhiwen would scold him.

"So what if I scold you? You old dog, you'd better keep your mouth clean!" Although Zhang Zhiwen is not good at cursing, he has never eaten pork and never seen a pig run away? He has been wandering around all year round, and the most common people he has seen are all kinds of dirty-mouthed people, who would make the world go dark when they curse.

The old man was scolded by Zhang Zhiwen, but he actually stopped scolding him. He probably wouldn't be able to get any benefits if he continued to scold him like this. After all, he was a lot of years old, and he still seemed to have some self-respect, scolding a child. , wouldn’t that mean a loss of face?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhang Zhiwen naturally didn't bother to say anything. He wouldn't be stupid enough to test the other party. Anyway, he didn't seem to be a threat now, so he might as well think about how to kill this old man.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and shot a wind blade towards the old man. The old man was suddenly noticed and was hit by the wind blade. He screamed and fell out, and disappeared into the void. However, Zhang Zhiwen knew clearly that the old man was not dead yet and his breath was still there.

Sure enough, after a short while, the old man came back cursing. When he saw Zhang Zhiwen, he launched a crazy attack on Zhang Zhiwen again, but the result was the same as before. No matter how the old man attacked the shield, he could not break through it.

Not only that, the old man's aura was significantly weakened, but at this time, another purple thunder suddenly appeared in the void, and this purple thunder struck the old man again impartially. This time, the old man's soul was almost not destroyed. It fell apart, he screamed, and then fled in a whoosh.

Zhang Zhiwen blinked and didn't know what to say. It seemed like he didn't need to destroy this old man. As long as those purple thunders outside gave him a few more blows, I'm afraid this old guy would be gone, right?

Not to mention, not long after, the old man really came back, but now he looked a little tired. As soon as he came back, he bluffed and said: "You baby, you don't know what is good and what is good. Just let me in." I will definitely not hurt you, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything. If even a three-year-old child didn't believe it, he didn't understand how the old man could say it.

When the old man saw that Zhang Zhiwen was not fooled, he suddenly became furious.

"You bastard, let me in quickly, or I will never let you go!"

"Are you going to let it go or not? You bastard!"

"Okay! Okay! Just wait!"

…

The old man threatened for a while to no avail and started to attack again. Zhang Zhiwen was no longer in a hurry now. He didn't even bother to take action because the old man's aura had weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye!

As long as he continues to seek death, he will never see the sun tomorrow.

Sure enough, after struggling for a while, the old man lost his temper completely.

"Young hero, don't be like this. It's my fault. As long as you let me go, I will definitely do whatever you ask me to do." The old man looked at Zhang Zhiwen with a sincere expression.

Zhang Zhiwen still remained silent. He had heard this kind of deception a thousand or a hundred times when he was wandering outside the city.

When the old man saw that Zhang Zhiwen was not moved at all, he suddenly became a little anxious, and he began to talk about his identity and his past glory.

Zhang Zhiwen was somewhat interested in this, so he listened as a storyteller.

After talking for a while, Zhang Zhiwen roughly understood that this old man was actually the elder of a large non-commercial cultivator family. This large non-commercial cultivator family was located in the Zhao State, which was 80,000 miles away. The Zhao State was naturally many times more powerful and vast than the Yuan State. , rich in resources, even in the nearby Feixian City, the old man is also a very important person, and seems to hold important positions such as deputy city lord.

Therefore, what the old man basically means is that when he goes out, he can give Zhang Zhiwen many benefits. If he wants resources for cultivating immortals, he will give them. If he wants beautiful Taoist monks, he will also give them. In short, most people will be tempted after hearing these benefits. Moreover, the old man made a blood oath in front of Zhang Zhiwen. This immortal cultivator's oath is different. Once the oath is taken, it must be effective, otherwise there will be five thunders from heaven.

It can be seen that the old man seems to be sincere.