Lonely Immortal

"This..."

Bai Feiyan seemed to have no idea where to start, and shouldn't this kind of thing be tacitly understood? Why do we need any evidence?

Seeing her like this, Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything more. He didn't plan to tell anyone that this was the hell realm. Since this matter couldn't be said, then everything couldn't be said. The reason why Zhang Zhiwen didn't want to say it was that he didn't want the time and space here to change again after he said this.

"Forget it!"

Zhang Zhiwen simply didn't bother to ask, as long as everyone could understand the general situation, he turned around and walked out of the house.

Bai Feiyan followed closely, and the matter of apprenticeship was obviously over. Zhang Zhiwen didn't mean to say that he had to accept Bai Feiyan as a disciple, and what Bai Feiyan said made sense, his identity didn't match.

Another thing, even if he didn't accept Bai Feiyan as a disciple, it didn't matter. Bai Feiyan was also a disciple of Zhongjiandao, so she was naturally his disciple, Zhang Zhiwen.

"Lord, shall we go for a walk?"

After Bai Feiyan followed him out, she could see that Zhang Zhiwen seemed to be worried, but she didn't dare to ask too much. She wanted to test Zhang Zhiwen, so she planned to take him for a walk to relax.

In fact, Bai Feiyan's mind was also in a mess now. She seemed to feel that her martial arts had suddenly become powerful, and she seemed to feel that her spirit was very good, so good that she didn't know how to describe it. She was also thinking about why the Lord suddenly came back, and so on. All these things added up, and her mind was also in a mess.

On the contrary, Zhang Zhiwen was better. He was at most a little surprised, and he was actually quite clear about the ins and outs of the matter. As for the things he couldn't figure out now, he didn't think about it for the time being. There would always be a chance to slowly find the answer.

Bai Feiyan invited him to go for a walk, so he agreed.

In this way, the two of them went out side by side, and soon came to the street of Dayan City. The street was crowded with people, and it looked very noisy, but in fact, it made Zhang Zhiwen feel much better.

These days, Zhang Zhiwen has been trapped in the secret realm, and all kinds of strange things have come one after another. He is also a little tired. In this process, he also met all kinds of people he was familiar with, such as Lin Mingyue, Zhu Qianrou, Shi Wuyin, and Zhao Qingyao, who he had never met but had always met in the secret realm.

There are also his parents, the so-called brother Zhang Zhiwu, Zhang Wensheng, and Lin Qingshu... All of them made him feel as if he had experienced many lives, and this heavy feeling of time and space made him a little breathless.

Now he has inexplicably fallen into the hell realm again. The time and space of this hell realm is more complicated, and the karma is chaotic. His mood is naturally not much better. He can't find a way to leave the hell realm again and again. He is almost exhausted.

But what if he is exhausted? Then you have to face all these difficulties?

This is Zhang Zhiwen's helpless situation. He must face all this alone. He will always be alone on this road of cultivating immortals.

Although there are women like Lin Mingyue, Zhu Qianrou, and now Bai Feiyan in this process, Zhang Zhiwen still feels that he is walking alone in this time and space.

Alone, he came to Dayan City in this different time and space. He walked on the street, looking at the streets with people coming and going. The familiar atmosphere of the market came towards him, which made him relax a lot. He couldn't help feeling a little emotional. After cultivating immortals for many years, maybe Ergou back then is already old?

And Li Mohuan in Wuping County, this guy doesn't know how he is now, whether he has also entered the martial arts?

Walking on the street, Zhang Zhiwen's thoughts flew, Bai Feiyan beside him didn't speak, she just silently accompanied Zhang Zhiwen, the ancestor of the Marquis, to go shopping.

Thinking of Li Mohuan, Zhang Zhiwen thought of the past. If it had not been for the coincidence, he would not have been able to obtain the Changsheng Sutra, and without the Changsheng Sutra, he would have no chance to cultivate immortality.

Now, Li Mohuan is at least old, maybe he has children and grandchildren, right?

Looking at him, Zhang Zhiwen, he is still alone, childless, and inevitably feels a little lonely and lonely, but Zhang Zhiwen does not regret it. It is inevitable to embark on this road of cultivating immortality, and no one is not lonely. Everyone in this world is lonely.

Even if there are many children and grandchildren, even if there are blessings like the East Sea, so what? It is still lonely, and there are still things in the heart that cannot be confided to others, and there are many things that cannot be shared with others. You can only be alone, only lonely.

It seems that this person is destined to be lonely for a lifetime since birth, and it is even worse for cultivators, that is, to be lonely for ten thousand years, or even forever. So since Zhang Zhiwen has embarked on this road, he has been prepared.

Besides, this is how the world is, and Zhang Zhiwen has long been accustomed to it. His goal is very clear, he just wants to survive. If it weren't for cultivating immortals, he would not have lived to this day.

Therefore, he has no regrets.

He doesn't ask for wealth and glory, nor does he ask for the ability to fly. His only thought is to survive, and live well.

For a while, Zhang Zhiwen's heart gradually calmed down.

He did not forget his original intention, and still walked firmly on this path of cultivating immortals, still alone.

"My Lord, how about we go in and sit down?"

Bai Feiyan saw that Zhang Zhiwen didn't say anything and just walked silently all the way, but seeing Zhang Zhiwen's expression, he seemed very calm, so she asked.

Zhang Zhiwen then noticed that they had unknowingly come to a river. Seeing this river, Zhang Zhiwen was a little surprised, because it seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen this river somewhere before.

And there was a boat in the river, and on this boat were naturally some opera singers. Many people would come here to watch operas and listen to music. This is the so-called Fengyue. This kind of boat is also called a Fang. It stops in the middle of the river. Then when all the guests come, it will leave and drive all the way to the lake, and then stop in the middle of the lake. At that time, they can enjoy the moon, drink, and have fun. Isn't that wonderful!

Bai Feiyan actually invited Zhang Zhiwen to this kind of boat. He raised his head and saw a plaque hanging on the boat. On it were the three words "Feixian Fang". He couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

Zhang Zhiwen then remembered why he felt familiar here. He looked back and saw that the streets of Dayan City extended all the way here, but when he arrived here, another area obviously appeared. Isn't this area the appearance of Feixian City?

He had seen this river when he was in Feixian City, and now he came to this place unknowingly.

Of course, Zhang Zhiwen knew very well that this must not be Feixian City, but the layout was really similar, or were the layouts of similar cities similar?

He looked to the right again and saw that there was indeed a restaurant on the right. This restaurant was not far from the river. It was high above, and it should be able to see the panoramic view below. This was the restaurant where Zhang Zhiwen and Lin Mingyue had an appointment.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiwen felt that something was wrong. Why did Bai Feiyan bring him here? But Zhang Zhiwen didn't say much. He wanted to see what would happen next. Therefore, he nodded and walked up to the Feixian Boat. As for the plaque of the restaurant next to it, he also glanced at it. This restaurant is called Juxian Building!

There are obviously no gods and no monks in this world. Why do people use the word "xian" to name these houses? This is also what Zhang Zhiwen is puzzled about.

But he didn't say anything for the time being. He got on the Feixian Boat. This Feixian Boat is quite large. He found that it can accommodate four carriages.

At this time, there were people coming and going on the deck. When a servant saw Zhang Zhiwen and Bai Feiyan coming up, he hurried over to say hello.

"Sir, follow me!"

The servant didn't say much, and enthusiastically invited Zhang Zhiwen and Bai Feiyan to sit inside, which made Zhang Zhiwen a little strange. He couldn't help but look at Bai Feiyan.

Bai Feiyan was actually a woman dressed as a man, but anyone could tell at a glance that she was a woman. Her graceful figure could not be covered by a few clothes. This figure was more perfect than any woman Zhang Zhiwen had ever seen. Bai Feiyan's stunning face was even more impressive. She almost combined the advantages of Zhao Qingyao, Lin Mingyue, Zhu Qianrou and other women.

This statement showed how beautiful she was, and the other party didn't care about such a stunning face at all?

Also, along the way, Zhang Zhiwen found that Bai Feiyan didn't attract many people's attention. Logically, such a beautiful woman walking around on the street should have attracted a lot of attention, but she didn't.

This puzzled Zhang Zhiwen, but Zhang Zhiwen didn't ask much, and he followed the servant into the dock.

The dock is even more spacious. At first glance, there are four floors in total. The bottom floor has been full of people. There is a big show in front. It is being performed now. The audience below is cheering.

"Sir, there are no seats for the time being. How about you two make do with each other? I will place a small stool for you on the side?"

The servant is quite tactful and plans to arrange a temporary seat for Zhang Zhiwen and Bai Feiyan. Zhang Zhiwen has no problem with that.

So, the servant brought the small stool, and then Zhang Zhiwen sat down with Bai Feiyan. At this moment, the two of them were very close. Bai Feiyan seemed to think that the servant's placement of the small stool was not appropriate, and they were close together. She subconsciously moved it a little to leave a little space for the two of them.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't care about such a small thing. He just looked at the big show on the stage. There were a lot of heads in front of him, and Zhang Zhiwen felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply stood up.

Seeing this, Bai Feiyan also stood up, and the two simply stood there to watch the drama on the stage.

What was being performed on the stage? A white-faced man was holding a five-foot-long long sword, and then he swung it with a clang, and then he shouted and killed a woman on the other side. The woman was wearing a banner, a ribbon, a feather crown on her head, and she was obviously a female general. The female general held a sharp sword in her left hand and a long spear in her right hand, and she chopped and killed the white-faced man. The white-faced man was obviously defeated. After a few rounds, he ran away with his head in his arms.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwen felt very bored. What kind of drama was this? It was nothing more than pretending. Bai Feiyan stood beside him and saw that Zhang Zhiwen was still silent, so she couldn't help but say, "My Lord, there are too many people here. Otherwise, let's go upstairs and sit down?"

Zhang Zhiwen nodded and agreed when he heard this.

So, the two of them came to the second floor side by side. The second floor would cost money, but Bai Feiyan threw out a silver ingot, and the servant happily vacated a private room for them.

To say that the Feixianfang is really big, there are quite a few private rooms on the second floor. Then, Zhang Zhiwen and Bai Feiyan entered the private room. Not long after, the waiter came and served them tea and snacks, and then two women followed in.

The two women were dressed coolly and held the pipa in their arms. This was probably to sing a little song for Zhang Zhiwen and Bai Feiyan.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwen originally planned to let them leave. He didn't plan to listen to any little songs. He opened the window and saw that the scenery outside was quite good. His mood was much better, and then he planned to drink tea here and relax.

Therefore, he didn't want others to disturb him. If Bai Feiyan didn't say anything, it would be fine, but if two women came to sing little songs, he wouldn't like it.

But before Zhang Zhiwen asked the two women to leave, Bai Feiyan said, "My Lord, how about listening to a song to relieve your boredom?"

I don't know what Bai Feiyan was thinking. She actually wanted to let the two women stay. You know, the women here are all women of love and sex. They have to serve the emperor. Otherwise, what is the purpose of the bed in the box?

This is not a leisurely place. This is a place of love and romance. How many men who come here don't know this? But Zhang Zhiwen is the only one who doesn't care about this. He doesn't care where to go. He just comes out to relax.

He glanced at Bai Feiyan, and Bai Feiyan blushed shyly, which made Zhang Zhiwen even more speechless. Could this girl still plan to serve him like these two women?

This is not feasible, right? Otherwise, wouldn't the sword art be in chaos? He, the ancestor of the Marquis, actually had an affair with the youngest and most outstanding female disciple in the sect?

Although Zhang Zhiwen didn't care about these secular etiquettes, he himself had no interest in the affairs of men and women, but for some reason, he could feel a familiar breath from Bai Feiyan.

He couldn't tell what this breath was, which made him subconsciously reply: "Well, okay."

He actually agreed, actually agreed.

Bai Feiyan's heart jumped violently. Obviously, she didn't expect Zhang Zhiwen to agree to her decision so easily.

And Zhang Zhiwen was also a little surprised. He didn't expect why he agreed to stay here with Bai Feiyan to listen to the ditty.