Lonely Immortal

Zhang Zhiwen ran all the way, and the jungle quickly retreated behind him. Some wild animals had almost no time to react, and Zhang Zhiwen ran past like a gust of wind. These wild animals were stunned for a moment, and then wandered around again.

Zhang Zhiwen was running, and his heart was very happy. He almost let out a long roar to vent his feelings at the moment, but he didn't do that. Instead, he gradually calmed down and his speed gradually slowed down.

Running at full speed, the breath in his body was also consumed very quickly. Although he ran dozens of miles in a blink of an eye, he had to stop and rest temporarily. He was not in a hurry now. There were still three days before the dues were due this month, and he had enough time.

He sat in a mountain stream, drinking clear spring water, and relaxing all over.

He had tried before to put more than ten years of medicinal materials into the Immortal Mansion, but it didn't work. Those medicinal materials obviously didn't have any mysterious aura, so there was no way to put them into the Immortal Mansion.

This large basket of herbs was quite conspicuous. He originally wanted to hand them all in for silver leaves, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up this decision.

He was just an apprentice in alchemy, and a low-level apprentice. If he took so many herbs to exchange for silver leaves, it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

So, he decided to put these herbs in a safe place temporarily, and then exchange them for silver in batches, so that it would not attract too much attention. However, in this way, he would definitely be slower in buying good martial arts secrets, but safety was the most important thing. If some people with bad intentions found out that he had so many herbs, he would be killed.

Therefore, he found this place, which was quite hidden. He could put some extra herbs here, such as in a dry cave behind him, and then he could seal the cave entrance and tidy up the surroundings. It would be difficult for ordinary people to find this place.

Originally, he planned to take it back and put it in the house, but that was not feasible. Once he entered the city, he would enter the territory monitored by the Chamber of Commerce. It was possible that someone from the Chamber of Commerce would find out about his affairs, which would definitely be very troublesome.

After hiding the extra herbs, Zhang Zhiwen only left 20 herbs to hand in, and then he would hand them in batches little by little next month, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Although it took some time, at least he would not have to work hard to find herbs in the future, and he could save a lot of time. He wanted to find the kind of soil with a mysterious aura, which could make the green fruit mature faster, which was the most important thing.

Along the way, Zhang Zhiwen had been looking for the kind of soil with a mysterious aura, but he still didn't find anything.

It seems that this kind of soil is very rare and almost difficult to encounter. This gave Zhang Zhiwen a headache. If there were no green fruits, his cultivation would probably stagnate again.

But he didn't think about it for the time being, and he rushed back to the city first.

Soon, he returned to Wuping County and went directly to the Foreign Affairs Hall.

When he came to the Foreign Affairs Hall, he was a little surprised that the errand boy had disappeared, and was replaced by another disciple. This disciple was a gray-clothed guard. He didn't have so many thoughts. Even if it was a linen apprentice like Zhang Zhiwen, he didn't seem to care, and exchanged twenty silver leaves for Zhang Zhiwen in full.

However, Zhang Zhiwen was still a little curious and couldn't help asking about the situation of the errand boy before.

The gray-clothed guard said coldly: "That man died outside the city. Why are you asking so many questions?"

Dead?

Zhang Zhiwen was surprised again. It seems that those who do evil will die by themselves. That guy is really a piece of shit. It is estimated that he offended someone, and then he was killed and thrown out of the city. It seems that there are all kinds of intrigues and crises within the Chamber of Commerce. He understands more and more that he needs to keep a low profile when doing things.

So, he left the Foreign Affairs Hall and came to the Chamber of Commerce Hall. He routinely went to see his so-called master Lin Lianyaojiang, and he had to pay the membership fee in full.

The hall was quite lively here.

There were many white-clothed apprentices practicing martial arts on the martial arts field. They were very cool with swords, guns, sticks and clubs. In addition, some white-clothed apprentices came in and out of the alchemy room next to them from time to time. These apprentices were naturally different from Zhang Zhiwen. They either practiced martial arts or made medicine. They hardly had to go out to do any tasks. So in less than a month, these people had already undergone obvious changes. The most obvious thing was that the Jianghu aura had already taken shape. Among these white-clothed apprentices, there was one who was very conspicuous, and that was naturally Wang Kun.

Wang Kun was dancing with a sword at this moment, and many people were watching around. It was obvious that Wang Kun had practiced martial arts for many years, but now he had better martial arts secrets from the Chamber of Commerce. His martial arts became more and more exquisite, and he had the style of a master. His long sword was extremely sharp, and he moved with great vigor.

He suddenly jumped high, pointed his long sword to the sky, and then chopped it down with a sword. With a bang, he hit a wooden stake, and the stake exploded.

The white-clad apprentices who were watching all around clapped and cheered, and Wang Kun put away his sword and stood up, quite proud, but pretending to be humble as he cupped his fists to return the greetings to everyone.

Zhang Zhiwen came in from outside, and no one noticed him, but he saw the situation here. He was actually a little puzzled. Aren't these people practicing martial arts and refining medicine? But their martial arts didn't seem to be very good. They were basically just three-legged cats. And Wang Kun, his sword was slow and soft just now, as if he hadn't eaten. Why did a lot of people praise him?

Zhang Zhiwen felt that if he were to go up and fight Wang Kun now, he could basically kill him with one sword.

But he was just thinking about it, because there were gray guards around, and some of the auras emitted by these gray guards made Zhang Zhiwen a little hesitant, especially the gray guard in the lead, but this person's collar and sleeves were inlaid with gold patterns, obviously not an ordinary gray guard, it is very likely to be the leader of the gray guards.

He looked to be in his twenties, sitting cross-legged in front of the bronze tripod in the hall, with a long sword on his knees. He closed his eyes, as if he didn't care about the outside world, but faintly, he could make a move at any time, and once he did, it would be like thunder.

This was Zhang Zhiwen's intuition, and when he looked at the gray-clothed guard leader, the other party also opened his eyes and looked at him, as if he had sensed something.

But the other party didn't see Zhang Zhiwen. The moment he opened his eyes, Zhang Zhiwen had turned his head and walked towards his master's residence.

The guard leader frowned in confusion. He glanced around and saw Zhang Zhiwen in the distance, but he ignored him directly, because Zhang Zhiwen didn't show any energy on his body, and he was wearing linen. He wouldn't even look at this kind of apprentice.

At this time, Wang Kun walked towards the head of the guards, and then respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "Hello, Uncle Li!"

The head of the guards closed his eyes again, without even looking at Wang Kun for a second, and did not say a word, but continued to meditate on his own.

Wang Kun was embarrassed, but he could only leave embarrassedly.

For a month, he had been waiting for this day. Only today would Li Mohuan come here to guard, and this was also an opportunity for the disciples of the Medicine Hall. They came here early in the morning, looking forward to meeting Uncle Li. According to what their master said, if they could ask Li Mohuan for a little guidance, it would definitely be of great benefit to their martial arts.

Because Uncle Li is the most powerful master of the younger generation of the Chamber of Commerce, the leader of the gray-clothed guards, and the direct disciple of the president, his status in the Chamber of Commerce is naturally needless to say, and his martial arts are also quite powerful, with a tendency to surpass the president. Although he is not very old, he has entered the ranks of top masters early, and he is also very famous in the world.

However, Wang Kun obviously did not like the other party, and he was too lazy to look at him, let alone give any advice.

Wang Kun had failed, so naturally, the others did not dare to come and disturb him. For a while, these people could not help but feel a little discouraged.

At this time, several more sackcloth disciples came in from outside. These sackcloth disciples were Yan Ling and others.

As soon as they came in, Wang Kun and others saw them. Seeing that it was Yan Ling and his bare feet, they came over. Obviously, this group of people hit a wall with Li Mohuan, and they were probably going to vent their anger on Yan Ling and others.

Sure enough, Wang Kun came up and stopped Yan Ling and others, and the others surrounded Yan Ling and others.

Yan Ling and others actually entered the medicine hall many years earlier than Wang Kun and others, and most of the white-clothed people in the same batch as them were promoted and became alchemists, and they were also arranged to work in other county medicine halls.

So strictly speaking, Yan Ling and others are Wang Kun and others' senior brothers and sisters, but Yan Ling and others have no background and no money. Year after year, batches of white-clothed apprentices have been promoted, but they are still apprentices.

As a result, Wang Kun and others naturally look down on Yan Ling and others. Sure enough, Wang Kun said in a sarcastic tone as soon as he opened his mouth: "Oh, aren't these senior brothers and sisters..."

Other white-clothed apprentices also looked at Yan Ling and others with playful expressions.

"If you have nothing to do, please give way." Yan Ling frowned. He knew that these people would not dare to make trouble here, but he was also unhappy to be humiliated in public.

Wang Kun was ignored by Li Mohuan, and now he was ignored by Yan Ling. He was getting more and more angry. He sneered, "How can we go to our senior brothers and sisters for no reason?"

"What's your business?" Yan Ling had been in the pharmacy for many years, and he knew what these white-clothed apprentices were thinking. Anyway, they wouldn't dare to do anything in the Chamber of Commerce, so he didn't care much. The Chamber of Commerce rules did not allow disciples to fight privately.

"Hey, it's nothing big, but you are senior brothers and sisters after all, and we, the junior brothers and sisters, are new here, so we naturally have to ask you for advice on martial arts, so as not to make people think we are rude. Senior brother, what do you think?"

Wang Kun said with a fake smile.

Yan Ling immediately understood what the other party meant. He said he was asking for advice, but in fact he was taking the opportunity to teach them a lesson in the name of asking for advice.

Although these people are new, they have been pampered and practiced martial arts for many years, so their martial arts must be not low. In addition, the other party has a large number of people, so even if they fight in a round-robin battle, I'm afraid they will be defeated.