I'm really not immortal

Chapter 20
On the official road among the green hills.

A handsome young man rode a horse and drove on the road without slowing down. The post stations on the official road of the Yuan Dynasty were not far away, and there was one within 20 or 30 miles.

But this kind of ordinary horse is not fast, it will wither after a short trot, and it will not last at all.

three days ago.

Zhao Qingchan rescued eight young daughters-in-law and pretty girls by slaying thieves, and politely rejected the plan that all eight of them would agree to each other with their bodies, so she wrote a letter and asked them to go to Wudang Town to find Wudang for work take refuge.

no way.

If it was one or two, he could still think about it, and if he couldn't, he would take two maids and go to the Ming Dynasty. It wasn't too lonely along the way, and he could still have someone to serve him.

But a full eight young daughter-in-laws and big girls all want to marry him.

Zhao Shaoxia touched his hairless chin and thought for a while, his 16-year-old delicate body must be too much for him!
So he could only use the wording of practicing alone, and cruelly rejected this group of pear-faced girls.

As for whether they can get to Wudang Town smoothly?
As long as you are on the official road, it should be fine.

In addition, in the recent period, many people from all schools and factions of the martial arts went to Wudang Mountain. As long as these people have some face, they will not bully them, and even escort these young wives to earn money. some prestige.

As for what he earned?
Zhao Qingchan didn't disclose his name, so his reputation couldn't increase, but his [fushi][fengshui master] has improved.

Also under the guidance of the eight young daughters-in-law, 300 silver was turned over from some charred houses, which is not a small sum.

At this time, Zhao Qingchan, who had driven 160 miles, took a rest in a teahouse.

Along the way, he met many people from the rivers and lakes, either going to Wudang Mountain alone, or rushing there in groups.

"A group of guys who can't even afford to ride a horse. What's the point of going there? They can't even enter the Wudang Mountain Gate." Zhao Qingchan glanced at this group of five big and three rough third-rank warriors. After they slapped the tea money on the table, they He left in a hurry with a little excitement.

The owner of the teahouse is an old man who is over fifty years old. He put away the copper coins with grinning yellow teeth, and smiled: "They are all high-ranking knight-errants, not for fame, but for profit. A bargain."

"They can't enter the mountain gate of the Wudang sect, but others don't know, and in the future, they can get a high opinion of others by blowing nonsense."

Zhao Qingchan nodded empathetically: "The old man is right."

"Young man goes from west to east, but he just came out of Wudang..." the shop owner shut his mouth hastily as soon as he finished speaking.

The young man in front of him has a horse and a sword, and his clothes and appearance are outstanding. Maybe he is a disciple of the Wudang sect, and he secretly cursed himself for saying the wrong thing.

Zhao Qingchan didn't care about it either, these people from the rivers and lakes passed by and almost spread the news all over the world, everyone knew that Zhang Cuishan returned to Wudang Mountain with the secret of his wife and children and the dragon-slaying sword.

But he glanced at the attribute panel, and couldn't help but twitched his lips and asked, "Boss, do you know where the Feng Shui is good nearby?"

"I don't know, Feng Shui, I, a country man, don't understand..." the old man said while wiping the table with an oil-stained rag, shaking his head.

"It's a place with mountains and water, the kind with beautiful scenery."

"Well, the place you mentioned, about seven or eight miles to the southeast, in the woodland on the south side of the official road, there seems to be a small waterfall there, the scenery is very beautiful, but there are often tigers, leopards, and pythons there Even the hunters in the village dare not go there easily."

Zhao Qingchan nodded, threw out two taels of silver casually, ignored the old man's call, and rode away on a fine horse.

no way.

He must now find a geomantic omen to practice.

Because he just gave himself a fortune teller.

Count seven days.

Shake your hand!
Great evil.

…………

Riding into the interior of the forest is definitely the wrong way to go.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingchan was not short of money. When he was about to get close to the position, he released the horse and let him take care of himself. Whoever picked it up was lucky.

Subsequently.

Zhao Qingchan took out a mediocre feng shui compass, and while following the route described by the old man, calculated by himself, finally found the small waterfall mentioned by the teahouse owner.

"Huo, it's quite small, it's more than 20 meters high, it's fine."

Hey~
[Hint: If you come to an inferior feng shui treasure land, your cultivation value will be +30%]

"Tsk, the location is not bad." Zhao Qingchan looked around, the green mountains and beautiful waters, and there were no traces of wild animals around.

He came to the bottom of the waterfall, listened to the crashing sound, and glanced roughly at the pool. It was clear and there were no fish, but the waterfall was too high, and after years of impact, there should be some depth below.

Zhao Qingchan is not interested in going down to find out, since he is only in the third rank and has never practiced the secret technique of breath-holding. If he encounters something under the pool, wouldn't he want to win the trophy of breath-hold diving champion No.1?

But when he looked into the waterfall, a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Is there a hole behind the waterfall?"

"There are no monkeys here, so the possibility of the Water Curtain Cave is less..." Zhao Qingchan said to himself.

He looked at the impact force of the water, and threw a stone into it, and found that there was nothing abnormal inside, so he used his internal force, leaped in one step, stepped on the void several times in a row, and the true energy under his feet gushed out, hitting him head-on. into it.

He never closed his eyes all the time, and when he entered the cave, he also had the long sword in front, for fear that there would be some people or beasts in the cave.

And Zhao Qingchan did a little inspection, and found that the Water Curtain Cave behind the waterfall was roughly six meters deep, and it seemed that there were people living in it, but it was also a trace of a long time ago.

"The seven days are fierce, and it is not easy to travel." Zhao Qingchan has studied the various data on the attribute panel very well.

Especially things like Fuyuan, you can't believe too much, but you can't disbelieve at all.

He had a feeling in his heart that if he continued walking like that, he might run into troublemakers, so he might as well avoid the limelight here and meditate for seven days before going out.

Although the impact of the waterfall's water flow is strong, it will not block the flow of air. Zhao Qingchan saw that there were some remaining wood in the cave, so he turned Taiji Zhenqi into the attribute of rigidity and yang, dried it, and took it with him The fire pocket is ignited.

It didn't take a while.

The fire in the cave was lit, and the temperature gradually rose. The smoke and dust disappeared along with the airflow brought by the impact of the waterfall, and the air inside was still very good.

He randomly picked up a fire stick and inspected the situation in the cave. He found no records of people and martial arts secret books on the stone wall, and the wall thickness was also solid, so he no longer expected to encounter any adventures.

After casually eating the snacks in the package, he began to meditate and practice.

Seven days.

Zhao Qingchan decided to practice with peace of mind for seven days before going on the road.

however.

What he never expected was that he was only halfway through.

A white figure broke through the water, and with a wave of his hand, the fire was directly frozen by the icy true energy.

"Fuck, Grandmaster Xiantian?" He immediately widened his eyes, but the latter was already close to him, pointing directly at the center of his brow.

Zhao Qingchan tried her best to avoid the risk of going mad, but she still didn't avoid the finger.

puff.

As soon as he got up, he fell to the ground with a confused expression.

so white.

It's so big... fierce.

…………

ps: I ask for a recommendation ticket to dig, there is no recommendation ticket, I have the urge to throw myself into the river every minute.

(End of this chapter)