Lonely Immortal

The man obviously didn't expect Zhang Zhiwen to have such a back-up plan. He chased him all the way, but Zhang Zhiwen had no special moves. He just ran away desperately, and the spells he used were all very basic and low-level. But just now, he thought it was a sure kill, but Zhang Zhiwen escaped.

"Hmph!..."

Although the man was a little surprised, he still didn't think Zhang Zhiwen could turn over his palm. He then released three big water swordsmanship in succession!

This is why a cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Refining can release so many big water swordsmanship so easily. The three big water swordsmanship formed more than 300 water swords at once, and the water swordsmanship entangled and circled with each other, stimulating faster speed and power, and then whistling towards Zhang Zhiwen.

Any magic attack is basically controlled by the cultivator. Zhang Zhiwen is also very clear about this. As long as the spell does not disappear, the attack direction can be changed at any time before hitting the target.

Then it was almost impossible to dodge the attack of more than 300 water swords. If Zhang Zhiwen dodged to the left, the water swords would chase him like a shadow. The same was true if he dodged to the right. After all, the man who controlled the water swords was chasing him from behind and saw Zhang Zhiwen's every move clearly. How could he dodge?

But the man overestimated Zhang Zhiwen. He thought Zhang Zhiwen knew the art of controlling the wind. In fact, Zhang Zhiwen did not know the art of controlling the wind. He just used the wind control talisman to escape. He just borrowed the man's wind control technique and released it on his feet.

But he had never practiced the art of controlling the wind. How could it be so simple to step on the breeze? He almost fell to the ground with one kick, and had to adjust himself in a hurry. But just when he adjusted himself, he flew into the sky again. He was like a headless fly, just bumping around everywhere, and the water sword missed again and again, hitting the Gobi Desert with a rumbling sound, which looked very shocking, but in fact, it didn't hurt Zhang Zhiwen at all.

"Damn it!..."

The man finally discovered Zhang Zhiwen's three-legged cat wind control technique. With this kind of wind control technique, who can predict where Zhang Zhiwen will pounce next?

But he can only release the water sword technique continuously, bombarding continuously. He doesn't believe that he can't hit Zhang Zhiwen. As the saying goes, a random punch kills a master. There must be a few water swords that hit him, right?

In fact, this was true. Although Zhang Zhiwen was running around randomly, he was eventually hit by the energy from the water sword. He was thrown out and rolled violently on the gravel for dozens of times before he stopped. At this moment, there was not a single piece of flesh on his body that was intact. All of it was torn by the sharp gravel, and the ground was stained red with blood.

He was almost unable to stand up. His spiritual power was exhausted. I'm afraid that many of his bones and muscles were broken, and his skin was torn and bleeding. If he hadn't practiced the Changsheng Sutra, I'm afraid he would have died now. Fortunately, the Changsheng Sutra was extremely amazing. Even though he suffered such a serious injury, he just lost his strength and was still alive and well.

However, Zhang Zhiwen did not plan to get up. He just lay on the ground steadily, looking at the sky and breathing heavily. It was not that he did not want to escape, but that he no longer needed to escape, because there was a monument next to him, on which were engraved the three big characters "Feixian City". He finally stepped into the territory of Feixian City!

After entering the territory of Feixian City, he was now a casual cultivator of Feixian City. If the man took action, there would be consequences. Although Zhang Zhiwen did not know what the consequences were, the only thing he could bet on was this thing. He bet that the man would not dare to take action again.

In fact, Zhang Zhiwen's bet was right. The man did not take further action. Not only did he not take action, he did not even dare to step into Feixian City. While Zhang Zhiwen was lying on the ground, he vaguely saw a token on the man's waist. The token was emitting a faint light at this moment. The token was not big, but Zhang Zhiwen had excellent eyesight. He saw the words engraved on it, which were also the three words Feixian City!

Obviously, this man is also from Feixian City, but Zhang Zhiwen can be 100% sure that this man is definitely not a casual cultivator from Feixian City! Otherwise, why would the other party come from Jin Kingdom thousands of miles away? There is also a Feixian City close to Jin Kingdom, and the man obviously knows the rules of Feixian City, and these rules obviously make the man dare not cross the line.

But the man was only angry for a while, and then he looked at Zhang Zhiwen sinisterly and turned away.

The look before leaving clearly revealed a message, that is-I am waiting for you outside!

Zhang Zhiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He desperately fled to Feixian City and finally escaped for the time being. Although the matter is far from over, at least for now, his life is temporarily saved.

He just lay on the gravel, quietly recovering from his injuries. He couldn't move now. The slightest movement would cause his whole body torn and in unbearable pain. Just now, he was running around like a madman, but he didn't feel much pain. Now that he had calmed down, he felt like his whole body was almost falling apart. And after his spiritual power was exhausted, he felt like his soul was about to dissipate. If his mind was not strong enough, he would have fainted now, and he didn't know if he would ever wake up again.

He lay on the ground like this for three days and three nights. During this period, he could only eat some dry food he brought with him. He would always bring some dry food and water when he went out. Because of this, he saved his life. This was a life-saving habit he developed all year round. In addition, he was also very lucky. During these three days and three nights, the man did not appear again, and there seemed to be no ferocious beasts attacking him in the Gobi Desert. It might also be that this was the territory of Feixian City, and those ferocious beasts would not dare to come easily.

But in short, after three days and three nights, Zhang Zhiwen recovered a little strength and could barely get up. He just moved and grimaced in pain again. Many of his bones and muscles were broken. It might be difficult to heal them all in a few days. That is, he had thick skin and flesh. Most people really had to lie in bed for half a year before they could get up and move.

He barely got up and meditated to recover his spiritual power. Only when his spiritual power was recovered could he recover faster.

In this way, three days and three nights passed. When Zhang Zhiwen opened his eyes again, his injuries had finally recovered. He secretly sighed in his heart that this Changsheng Sutra was really a good practice. It healed all the broken bones of seven or eight bones in his body. In addition, his spiritual power seemed to have increased a little. Although it was not much, it was a pleasant surprise for Zhang Zhiwen.

These days, the man did not appear again, but Zhang Zhiwen knew that this guy was still outside, waiting for him to go out and kill him at any time.

In this case, how could Zhang Zhiwen go out? He stood up and looked at Feixian City.

Feixian City was close at hand, and the tall city walls were much more magnificent than he had imagined. Compared with Wuping County, the city walls here were several times higher. The thick black boulders were built together piece by piece, with almost no gaps, just like a masterpiece of nature, giving people a strong visual impact.

But what puzzled Zhang Zhiwen was why there were almost no immortal cultivators passing by here. After six days and six nights, he did not see any immortal cultivators except him.

He walked towards Feixian City with doubts.

Not long after, he came to the city gate, and he finally saw the first living person besides him. This person was about thirty years old. He was wearing a black battle uniform and leaning against the wall with a long spear in his arms. He seemed to be listless. When Zhang Zhiwen came over, he felt the movement and opened his eyes lazily. But when he saw that it was Zhang Zhiwen, he showed a surprised look, as if he was very curious about why Zhang Zhiwen appeared here.

"Boy, where are you from?" The man asked with narrowed eyes.

Zhang Zhiwen clasped his fists and said, "I came from Yuan Country."

"Yuan Country?" The man was surprised again, and then suddenly laughed, "This is really weird. When did Yuan Country produce immortal cultivators? That small and poor place... Come on, tell me, where in Yuan Country are you from."

"I am from Wuping." Zhang Zhiwen did not hide it. He knew nothing about Feixian City now, and he certainly did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Wuping? Never heard of it!" The man shook his head, and then showed an impatient look, "Forget it, no matter where you are from, check it first."

After he said this, he stretched out his hand and took out a bead. The bead was about the size of a goose egg. After he injected a trace of spiritual power, the bead instantly emitted a faint and hazy glow, and some scenes appeared in the glow. The scene was clearly the scene of Zhang Zhiwen being chased by the man in white a few days ago.

"Hey, a fake-faced man is so arrogant, but he knows what's best for him..."

The man looked at the screen and seemed to be muttering to himself, then he put away the beads and said to Zhang Zhiwen, "Okay, then come over and register, and then pay the entrance fee, and you will be a casual cultivator in our Feixian City from now on."

The man seemed to have no interest in saying anything more, and took out a booklet and handed it to Zhang Zhiwen, asking Zhang Zhiwen to fill in some basic information such as name, age, place of birth, etc.

Zhang Zhiwen filled in the form, including the fact that his parents had both passed away, and did not hide it. After filling it out, he handed it to the other party, who took the booklet and looked at it, and then went to a box to rummage around, as if looking for something. Finally, he found another booklet, and then he opened it and asked, "Do you know if there is a Guihua Street in the east of Wuping City?"

Zhang Zhiwen was stunned, not knowing why the other party asked this, but he still answered truthfully: "I don't know, I remember there is no Guihua Street in the east of the city."

"Well, you are right, there is no Guihua Street, but there is a Qinghe Road, right?" the man asked again.

Zhang Zhiwen understood now that the man was checking his background, so he nodded: "Yes, there is Qinghe Road, towards the Wuping River."

"Well, you are right, okay, you can enter the city after paying the money." The man finally confirmed Zhang Zhiwen's identity.

"Pay money?" Zhang Zhiwen knew nothing about Feixian City, and didn't know what kind of money the other party wanted. The currencies of these countries are also different, right?

"Yes, anything valuable will do. Just give me some money." The man finally revealed a familiar mercenary smile, but Zhang Zhiwen immediately understood that, in fact, no money was required to enter the city. However, since the other party had already asked, Zhang Zhiwen also knew what to do. He didn't have anything valuable on him, only a Wind-Controlling Talisman that had been almost used. Apart from that, the only things left were the seeds of the Solitary Immortal Fruit, of which he had several.