Lonely Immortal

"Blow it up!"

Zhang Zhiwen yelled loudly and punched Sun Yuantian so hard that his skin exploded and he fell out.

But Zhang Zhiwen didn't even look back, he got up and ran away.

"Where are you going! Damn you, you must pay with your life!"

Sun Yuantian's face was beaten to pieces, and his face was as ferocious as an evil spirit. He raised his hand and threw four large water sword skills at Zhang Zhiwen.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't even look at him and ran away like crazy.

In this battle, he has tested Sun Yuantian's true strength, and also knows his own level. There is no point in continuing to fight, because he cannot win. First, his spiritual power is not enough to continue the fight, and then another Even the spiritual power was not enough to cause fatal damage to Sun Yuantian. The spiritual power just punched out by fists was far from threatening the opponent's life.

But this is enough. At least he is not as passive as when he was at the third level of Qi Refining. He could only be beaten and could not fight back. However, at the fourth level of Qi Refining, he has reached the middle stage of Qi Refining, so it is naturally different. This kind of improvement is undoubtedly Zhang Zhiwen's confidence doubled. Given time, it would be easy to defeat the opponent, but at least he wouldn't have to worry about his life.

In this way, Zhang Zhiwen ran all the way, and Sun Yuantian was also chasing him like crazy, but unfortunately, Sun Yuantian underestimated Zhang Zhiwen's strength from the beginning, so that the place where both parties appeared was actually not far from Feixian City, and Zhang Zhiwen ran wildly. The process was scurrying around again and again, and Sun's unique wind-controlling skills were not to mention. Yuantian didn't know Zhang Zhiwen's next destination, and even Zhang Zhiwen was not sure in his heart. With this kind of escape, any god could only shake his head helplessly, unless his speed was far faster than Zhang Zhiwen, but Sun Yuantian's speed was not far faster than Zhang Zhiwen's. , after all, we are all monks in the middle stage of Qi refining!

It took less than two months to kill Zhang Zhiwen easily, but now it is quite laborious. During the pursuit, Sun Yuantian had been secretly guarding against Zhang Zhiwen. At this moment, he did not dare to chase too close for fear of being caught. Zhang Zhiwen There was a sudden sneak attack, and it was difficult for the spell to hit Zhang Zhiwen, who was scurrying around like a loach. Especially, Zhang Zhiwen also had a water shield spell on his body. Even if some air waves hit Zhang Zhiwen, it would only speed up his escape. speed.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwen soon entered the territory of Feixian City, and Sun Yuantian could not continue the pursuit. He could only stand outside and glare at Zhang Zhiwen, with a look of gnashing his teeth.

Zhang Zhiwen glanced at him lightly, said nothing, and then turned back to the city. He wanted to go back and continue to improve his cultivation. After he improved, he would come out to meet Sun Yuantian for a while!

Sun Yuantian just watched Zhang Zhiwen disappear from the end of the field of vision little by little. His expression was quite complicated. The ant that he thought he could easily control now actually injured him. He was angry and secretly surprised, but he knew clearly that next time Zhang Zhiwen, this kid When he appeared, he would definitely be much stronger than he is now, so no matter what, he must kill Zhang Zhiwen next time, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

When Zhang Zhiwen entered the city, the guard brother was not surprised when he saw that he was injured. Instead, he threw him a pill: "It's an ordinary thing to heal wounds. Take it and use it."

"Thank you!" Zhang Zhiwen took the pill and took it without thinking too much.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwen like this, the eldest brother guarding the city showed an appreciative look, and then smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you to death?"

"What good will it do if the eldest brother of the city guard poisons me?" Zhang Zhiwen asked calmly. The eldest brother of the city guard was speechless. Then he nodded and said, "You can do it, kid. I haven't seen you for two months. He has grown so much, and the masked man was beaten to pieces."

Zhang Zhiwen just smiled lightly and didn't say much. This was nothing to brag about. After all, he was still chased back, but it was just better than last time.

But he was still curious: "The Masked Man? What is that?"

"Oh, it's a monster that borrows corpses to bring back souls. That guy takes other people's bodies, don't you know?" the city guard brother replied.

Only then did Zhang Zhiwen realize that this kind of thing was called a masked man, and the old man should also be a masked man. He nodded, then clasped his fists at the city guard, and then entered the city.

Now that his cultivation has reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, he will definitely not be able to continue taking Spirit Qi Powder. Instead, he will need to refine the Spirit-Building Pill. But now he doesn’t know anything about the Spirit-Building Pill, so let alone refining it. It’s made, and there’s no recipe.

Zhang Zhiwen seems to have never seen the formula of the Spirit Pill in his memory. It is definitely impossible for the Zhao family to sell this kind of pill. They have an absolute monopoly on the business, so the only way to find the formula is to go to the market to look at it. .

In this case, he didn't care about healing. Anyway, this injury was nothing. In addition, after taking the healing medicine, the wound on his shoulder had almost healed and stopped bleeding. He went to the market in the south of the city first.

Not long after, he came to the market in the south of the city. The market was still very lively as usual. Zhang Zhiwen started to walk around, but unfortunately, he walked around for several times and saw no one selling elixirs. He was helpless. He could only go to other markets to have a look, and then Zhang Zhiwen visited the remaining three markets several times. It was getting dark, but he still couldn't find the elixir. He had a vague feeling that this kind of spiritual elixir Danfang is probably difficult to find in the market.

So, he returned to his residence first and would check the situation the next day.

After returning, Zhang Zhiwen sat in meditation, but his mind was thinking about the battle with Sun Yuantian today. From beginning to end, he was prepared. He repeatedly passed through the battle scenes in his mind, as if he was reliving the battle process over and over again. He almost didn't miss any details. The more he relived it, the more he felt that there were many problems with this battle.

From the beginning, he was too eager to get close to the opponent, so he didn't let the opponent waste more spiritual power, but approached him at once. How could he get an advantage? Then he got close, but he was eager to attack the opponent. He was still too impatient, as if he wanted to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. He has always been a relatively calm character, but this time he obviously went to fight with an impatient mood, which needs to be improved. In addition, the timing of the last blow was not good enough, and there was no alternation between real and fake. Even if he hit the face, there would be no damage. The opponent must have covered his face with spiritual power and defended it. Otherwise, that punch should have made Sun Yuantian dizzy for most of the day, and it was not enough for him to chase him. Of course, it was impossible to kill the opponent in this way. The opponent could still throw a few water shields at random, and it was difficult for Zhang Zhiwen to break it at once.

After reviewing this series, Zhang Zhiwen felt more confident. He fought with wild beasts for many years, and ran away if he couldn't beat them. In similar situations, he tried his best to be real and fake, fooling those beasts, making them unsure of the direction, and then giving them a fatal blow, so that even a stone could kill a wolf. If he missed the first blow, he would immediately flee far away. This was the best strategy.

Of course, this requires a certain coordination of body movements, which should be more flexible and clever. Although he was thin and weak, he could use some skills to dodge attacks and predict in advance. These skills are no different from street fights. Compared with monks standing still and casting spells randomly, it is definitely different. It is much more flexible.

Then how can he be more flexible? He has only a vague understanding of the wind control technique and has never had time to practice it. Now, he feels that it is necessary to practice it well, so he stood up and tried to practice it in the house.

Although the house is small, it can be used to practice small-scale maneuvers. Therefore, Zhang Zhiwen activated the wind control talisman again, and a breeze lifted his feet. He immediately lost his balance and hit the wall. Fortunately, the spiritual power he gave was very weak, and he was not injured, but it was obvious that he could not master the skills of wind control.

However, Zhang Zhiwen was not good at other things, but he was patient. He continued to try. He did not use the Wind Controlling Technique directly. He did not know any spells, nor did he have any formulas. He just relied on the power of the Wind Controlling Talisman. However, it was difficult for the Wind Controlling Talisman to generate support only on the feet. Therefore, he kept running up and down in the small room, knocking the tables and chairs in the room to the ground. Zhang Zhiwen was also bruised from bumps and bruises, but he did not give up. He could still bear this little suffering. Compared with the past, this was nothing.

In this way, time passed little by little, and Zhang Zhiwen gradually mastered some skills. Although they were very crude, they were still practical. He found that every time the power of the Wind Control Talisman came down, he only needed to retract a little bit of power, and he would regain stability. Once he released his spiritual power, he would immediately run around. This retraction and release was similar to the method he used when escaping. He was afraid of hitting the ground, so he naturally retracted his spiritual power, and retracting his spiritual power would make him fall, so he quickly injected spiritual power again, which made him look like he was running around, but in fact he was moving towards a position. By retracting and releasing his spiritual power, he could run around in a general direction. Of course, he was still running around in the end, and Zhang Zhiwen was not sure what specific position he was in. But this was enough. Zhang Zhiwen couldn't handle more. He was not a particularly smart person, just an ordinary person. He could make up for his shortcomings with hard work, and that was enough.

Soon, after a night, Zhang Zhiwen finally mastered a little bit of the skill of the Yufeng Talisman. This skill was something no one had ever seen before, so it was a bit wild, but wild is wild, as long as it works.

After finishing this, Zhang Zhiwen planned to go out and have a look. He went to the market first. There was still nothing there. Zhang Zhiwen was basically sure that there was no pill formula in the market, so he simply found a casual cultivator to ask about the situation.

This casual cultivator was a stall owner, so it was naturally inconvenient for Zhang Zhiwen to ask directly. After a while of pretending to fool him, he finally asked about the pill formula. It turned out that the pill formula was only available in Dengtian City, and it was only available in the Yiwu Hall of Dengtian City. The Yiwu Hall was a very special place in Feixian City, because the Yiwu Hall was a place dedicated to exchanging various skills and pill formulas. It was not traded with spirit stones, but with martial arts. To put it simply, if you win, you win the skills or pill formula, and if you lose, you lose the skills or pill formula. But the problem is that Zhang Zhiwen has no martial arts skills or elixir formula. What can he use to exchange? It's fine if he wins, but what if he loses? Can he still deny it?