Immortal Cultivation Family: Immortality Begins from Binding to the Family

The area around the ruins had already turned into a big pit, which was blown to pieces. The monks had already flown away, leaving only a "corpse".

A thumb-sized purple-black insect slowly crawled out of the "corpse", staggering on its six legs.

It spread its wings, slowly flew up, and headed for the distance.

Not long after, the purple-black insect came back with a leaf on its head, and a little water in the leaf was poured into Wang Nannan's mouth.

"Cough cough cough!" Wang Nannan kept coughing. This mouthful of clear water almost choked him to death, but it also made him sober.

"It's so good to be alive!"

"Thank you! King insect." Wang Nannan said weakly, his whole body was in pain. Even if he tried his best to run the "Dead Tree Resurrection Sutra", it would take some time to recover.

"You are not feeling well either! So many purple extreme demon insects were blown to death to protect me." Wang Nannan spoke again.

Before the ruins exploded, it was a large number of purple demon insects that wrapped around him, relieving the impact and burning of the explosion. In addition, his strong physique and martial arts allowed him to breathe.

The king insect trembled its wings slightly and lay on Wang Nannan's chest. Even if it was hiding in Wang Nannan's body, the king insect was also hit hard.

"Don't worry, wait for me to recover a little and take you home." Wang Nannan comforted him. His spiritual consciousness had already been released. There was no living creature around. It seemed that everyone else had left.

"Abandoned! Damn!" Wang Nannan kept complaining, "Do you think I'm dead!"

"Hahaha! That's good, it's safer."

After an unknown period of time, Wang Nannan felt that he could move and climbed up little by little.

The broken skin has grown back, shaken off the scabs, and returned to normal.

Internal injuries recover slowly, and it takes about half a month.

"Even the storage bag is lost, now I'm a pauper."

"The spiritual energy in my body is exhausted, and there are no spiritual stones to replenish it. The spiritual energy around is also thin. If I want to recover, I won't have a few days."

"There is not even a set of clothes left, and the big bird is still exposed outside, which is cool."

Wang Nannan smiled bitterly, let the king insect enter the body, and left this place little by little.

Find some leaves and weeds, weave them into grass skirts, and simply use them to cover up.

"Where am I here!" Wang Nannan was a little confused. In the forest of the mortal world, Wang Nannan, who has no spiritual energy, can hardly tell the direction.

However, this place is 500,000 miles away from Shennongmen. It takes several days for a Jindan cultivator to fly. If everything goes well, it will probably take one or two years for a Qi-refining cultivator to go back.

"Let's find a place to eat first!" Wang Nannan's consciousness probed out, looking for wild fruits and wild animals.

Fortunately, Wang Nannan's body is strong, so it is not a problem for Wang Nannan to survive.

A wild boar was washed clean, and the pig legs were pierced with wooden sticks and hung on the flames for roasting. The rest was fed to the king insect to let it devour the blood and qi.

For Wang Nannan, who has inherited the spiritual chef heritage, it is too simple to handle some food.

"I really didn't expect that the spiritual chef would be useful at this time." Wang Nannan laughed at himself. More skills and more paths, I will learn more things in the future.

Eating the pork leg meat with big mouthfuls, barely filling my stomach, resting in the forest for several days, and only when my body was completely recovered and the spiritual energy filled half of my body, did Wang Nannan walk in one direction.

Now that the spiritual energy is thin, there is no escape technique, but one footprint at a time.

After walking for a few days, I finally found the village, which also means that I have walked out of the forest.

Wang Nannan, like a wild man, appeared in the village, and attracted a bunch of villagers under the shouting of several children.

"Don't be afraid, brothers and sisters. I just got lost in the forest and wanted to get some information." Wang Nannan spoke kindly, quickly dispelling the villagers' concerns.

An elderly elder walked out with a cane, looked Wang Nannan up and down, and said, "Young man, you must be hungry! Come with me!"

He helped the old man and came to a farmyard.

The farmyard was not big, and it was full of vegetables. A child ran out of the house and threw himself on the old man.

"Grandson, let's go into the house and eat together." The old man caressed the child's head lovingly, his face was very kind.

"Village chief, where are the child's parents?" Wang Nannan asked casually. Along the way, Wang Nannan also found out the identity of the old man, who was the village chief.

"I went to the mountains to hunt. It will probably take three or four days to come back." The village chief answered naturally, took out the cooked brown rice from the earthen stove, and put it on the table with pickles.

"Don't be disgusted, they are all grown by ourselves."

Wang Nannan took the brown rice and ate it in big mouthfuls. It was a little bit rough on the teeth, but it was enough to fill his stomach.

"Village chief, is this all we can eat here?" Wang Nannan remembered that the Wang family's mortals lived a good life, but then he thought about it, the spiritual energy here was thin, there were almost no immortal cultivators, and the production efficiency of ordinary people was low, so it was normal.

"I am satisfied as long as I can fill my stomach." The village chief smiled lightly and started chatting with Wang Nannan.

After Wang Nannan made up a few lies to fool around with his identity, Wang Nannan asked impatiently.

"Does the village chief know Changshan County?"

The village chief shook his head.

"What about Shennongmen?"

"Sounds like the name of an immortal?" The village chief was suspicious, but still shook his head, "I saw immortals flying in the sky when I was a child, but I never saw them again."

Wang Nannan was a little disappointed, but still didn't give up, and continued to ask, "Have you heard of Shiwandashan?"

The village chief still shook his head and said, "If you want to get information, you can go to the city. The people there are knowledgeable and may help you get information about the immortals."

The village chief has determined that Wang Nannan is a person who is going to seek immortality. There are such people every year, but no one has ever succeeded.

Wang Nannan sighed and changed the topic.

That night, at the invitation of the village chief, he stayed overnight.

"This is already the edge of the world of immortal cultivation. The spiritual energy is thin and the chance of giving birth to spiritual roots is extremely small. No wonder no family or sect has reached out to this place!"

"It seems that we must go to the city!"

After a sleepless night, while the village chief was still asleep, Wang Nannan used the little spiritual energy in his body to ripen the vegetables in the yard and left quietly.

Following the dirt road, it took half a day for a crowded city to appear in front of him.

People came and went, and the traffic was busy. Although it was not as prosperous as Changshan County, it was not bad. Many warriors patrolled the city, alerting dangerous people.

After a circle in the city, Wang Nannan identified several places.

One is the City Lord's Mansion, and the other is the Flying Eagle Escort Agency. Both belong to a class far beyond ordinary mortals, and perhaps they can find out the location of their home.

As for the map I saw from the leader of Shennong Sect before, I can't remember it clearly after my brain was blown up.

"Bad luck!" He wiped the dog shit off his feet and strode into the Flying Eagle Escort Agency.