Mortal Seeking Immortal

The wild ginseng is still very fresh, with a bit of soil on the roots.

This thing was too valuable. Ye Zhou wrapped the wild ginseng and wanted to return it to Xiao Hua, but Xiao Hua had already disappeared.

"Ye Zhou, hurry up, the immortal is about to set off!"

The village chief put the two children on the carriage, but Ye Zhou was nowhere to be seen. After searching for a while, he found them and hurriedly pulled Ye Zhou towards the carriage.

Looking at the black-robed immortal who was waiting a little impatiently not far away, Ye Zhou put the handkerchief into his arms.

"Uncle village chief, can I trouble you with something?" Ye Zhou looked at the village chief and made a decision.

"You tell me."

Because of Ye Zhou's appearance, the village's wealth can be doubled this year. The village chief has a good impression of Ye Zhou and will satisfy him as long as Ye Zhou doesn't make any excessive demands.

"I want to give all the property that the Xianmen gives to my family to the Xiaohua family."

Xiaohua's family has no sons, and Xiaohua's mother is ill in bed. The family's income depends on Xiaohua's father going to the mountains to collect herbs, and they live in poverty.

"This..." The village chief hesitated slightly. This was the first time he heard such a request.

"Give it to Xiaohua's family? Absolutely impossible! You have been eating and drinking from my family for so many years. If you give it all to someone else's family, wouldn't I have raised you in vain?!" Ye Zhou's voice was not soft. Zhang Guihua on the side naturally heard it and jumped out to point out. He rubbed Ye Zhou's nose and cursed.

"Village chief, uncles and aunts, you also know that both my parents are dead, and all the property in the family has been taken over by my uncles and aunts. Besides, I have only lived in my aunt's house for three years. During these three years, I have worked early in the morning and worked late in the day. I have already paid all the money I owe them. After paying it off, I can give the money to whomever I want."

Ye Zhou said all the words he was holding in his heart in one breath.

Seeing that the village chief was still hesitating, Ye Zhou added, "If the village chief uncle doesn't want to, then I won't go to this fairy sect."

After joining the Immortal Sect and becoming capable, Ye Zhou thought about taking revenge on Zhang Guihua's family every time he was beaten and scolded. But now that he had successfully awakened his spiritual roots, the idea of ​​revenge was not strong anymore.

Although Ye Zhou is only an eight or nine-year-old child, he understands.

Although his uncle and aunt made him work like a cow and a horse, they still allowed him to survive.

He doesn't hate his uncle and aunt's family now, and he doesn't want his aunt's family to live a good life because he entered the immortal sect and got money.

Now in his eyes, his aunt's family and he are no longer strangers, and their relationship with him is not as good as his playmate Xiaohua.

Ye Zhou said he didn't want to go to Xianmen because he had no choice but to put pressure on the village chief.

"Okay, I promise you, go quickly." When the village chief heard that if Ye Zhou didn't go, the doubled wealth would be wasted, he immediately became anxious and nodded in agreement.

After receiving the village chief's assurance, Ye Zhou finally got on the carriage with peace of mind.

After leaving Yejia Village, the carriage sped along. The two friends cried heartbrokenly at first, but later fell asleep while crying.

Ye Zhou, who was sitting in the corner, was not very sad. Instead, he was full of expectations and curiosity about the Immortal Sect he was about to go to.

Just a few dozen miles after the carriage left Yejia Village, the speeding carriage suddenly came to a sudden stop. Ye Zhou and the other three were caught off guard and all fell onto the carriage with a thud.

Among the three, Ye Zhou reacted the fastest. He got up and helped up the other two fallen friends Er Zhuang and Gou Shengzi.

At this time, a loud shout was heard from outside the carriage: "Robbery!"

Ye Zhou and the other two people felt a thump in their hearts at the same time. Did they encounter a robber?

His parents were killed by bandits, and he had an innate fear of bandits.

After thinking carefully, Ye Zhou quickly calmed down and even felt a little funny.

"What kind of robber is so bold that he even dares to rob the immortal carriage of the Immortal Sect? I'm afraid he is tired of living!"

Ye Zhou curiously opened one side of the curtain and peeked outside.

Looking outside, the black-robed immortal had a calm face, his eyes closed, and he was meditating at the front of the car as if nothing had happened.

At a corner one or two hundred meters away from the carriage, more than a dozen fierce-looking bandits armed with weapons surrounded another carriage.

"I see. Judging from the way he is dressed, he must be a gangster from out of town, and he robbed people from other villages."

Hundreds of villages around here are quite wealthy because of the existence of the Immortal Sect. Most of the bandits from other places want to come here to make a lot of money and then live a wealthy life.

The group of robbers seemed to be in a hurry to rob the people in the previous car, and did not notice the Xianmen carriage coming around the corner.

"Don't waste time with them. Kill these poor guys. There seems to be other movements behind you!"

at this time!

The black-robed immortal suddenly opened his eyes, a bloody light flashed in his eyes, and a cold, indifferent voice slowly came out: "How can you be so arrogant within the protection of the Immortal Sect!"

Whoosh! A slender, shining silver sword suddenly flew out of thin air from his waist.

The flying sword crossed a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and with a single stroke, slit the throats of three of them. Blood gushed out, and the bandit leader was killed in the blink of an eye.

When the other dozen robbers saw this, their faces turned pale with fright, they dropped their weapons and fled!

"Run! It's a cultivator!"

"Excuse me, Immortal, I don't mean to offend you. I didn't know you were a master of the Immortal Sect!"

"Chief Immortal, those who don't know are not guilty!"

The black-robed immortal just snorted coldly. With a wave of his right hand, the flying sword that was parked in mid-air twisted and pierced the chests of several bandits one after another. The corpses fell to the ground one after another, and blood surged wildly.

These more than ten robbers were killed by the black-robed immortal in just a few breaths, leaving no one alive!

"Chief Immortal, kill, kill!"

A piercing scream sounded from behind Ye Zhou. It turned out to be Er Zhuang, who had regained his composure. Curious about what was going on outside, he also looked over and saw the scene of the black-robed immortal killing someone, which frightened him twice. His eyes rolled white and he fainted on the carriage.

After all, they are just seven or eight-year-old children, and their hearts are obviously not as tough as Ye Zhou, who has encountered various hardships since childhood.

However, although Ye Zhou did not appear that frightened, his heart was still beating wildly. This was the first time he saw a murderer at close range, and the fearful eyes of the robbers before they died were still lingering in front of his eyes.

At this time, Ye Zhou only heard a "swish" sound, and the bloody flying sword flew straight towards the carriage. Ye Zhou was so frightened that he fell back and fell on the carriage.

And the flying sword flew back to the waist of the black-robed immortal.

Ye Zhou showed extremely envious eyes.

From the beginning to the end, the Immortal Chief did not move a muscle, while more than a dozen robbers a hundred meters away were all missing their heads!

When will I also have this kind of flying sword that can kill dozens of people in the blink of an eye!

The people in the carriage in front were rescued, and they quickly got out of the carriage and knelt on the ground, kowtowing: "Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life!"

The black-robed Immortal said coldly: "Go home quickly. Having more children with spiritual roots in the future will be the best way to express your gratitude to the Immortal Sect!"

"I obey! I will have many more lives!"

Soon, the villagers left in their carriages.