Far away in a river thousands of miles away, a flat boat is fishing on the turbulent river, the boat is supported by an old man, the technology is very high, no matter how the water surface changes, the boat can always float steadily on the water.

In addition to the old man on the boat, there was another man on board, a sturdy young man, in his twenties,* with his upper body, showing a strong muscle, dark skin, and a simple face, and the young man held a large net in his hand, and every time he threw it down, he could always catch a lot of fish.

"Grandpa, look if there's something on the river!

Suddenly, the young man pointed to a spot on the water and shouted loudly.

The old man looked at it, and sure enough, on the river not far away, a human-shaped thing was going down the water, and hurriedly supported the boat upstream.

"Beizi, it's a person, you go down and see if there is any salvation"

Approached, although the old man is a little older, but a pair of eyes are still clear, the young man called Beizi put down the net in his hand and jumped down directly, relying on fishing by the river for a living, the water nature is naturally excellent, and it is not the first time they have encountered this situation, the water flow of the Jiuxian River is very fast, and many people will fall into the water and go down the river every year.

Soon came to the floating man, the man's hair was slightly long, sticking to his face, but he could also distinguish that it was a young man, his clothes were tattered as if a strip of cloth was dragging on his body, first touched, his body was still warm after soaking in the river water for so long, his chest was slightly undulating, and he was still breathing.

"Grandpa, this man is still alive!" Beizi shouted, and quickly dragged the man in the water to swim back.

......

In a daze, Zhang Hai felt that something was sent to his mouth, his vigilance increased, and he opened his eyes suddenly, the momentum of nearly two hundred years of cultivation was something that Bei Zi could bear.

"Bang Dang"

The wooden bowl fell to the ground, Beizi was frightened and lay on the ground, Zhang Hai stared at each other, and the afterglow swept around, realizing that the surroundings were just ordinary wooden buildings, and the man on the ground was just a mortal without the slightest aura, Zhang Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he realized that he had a terrible headache, as if he had been hit with a stick, his memory was still stuck in before the teleportation, and he had already appeared here after waking up, as for what happened, he didn't know anything, in addition to this, his body could be said to be extremely bad, there were no scars on the surface, but his internal organs were full of cracks, if it weren't for his strength in forging the flesh realm, he was afraid that he would have died a long time ago, and even then it was just hanging his life, and the aura was almost exhausted, making his body's recovery extremely slow。

After all, hurry up to recover his aura and blood, otherwise he will not have the ability to protect himself at all.

When I touched my waist, I was shocked, and the storage bag was gone!

"Are the guests looking for this?"

The man on the ground stood up and came back to his senses, seeing that the rescued man kept touching his waist, he couldn't help but open his mouth cautiously, and at the same time took in a bulging bag from outside, which was Zhang Hai's storage bag.

"When the guest came up from the river, his clothes were already in tatters, so we changed the guests' clothes, this thing looks so delicate that we don't dare to move it."

Beizi was afraid that it would cause some misunderstanding, and hurriedly spoke.

Seeing that it was his storage bag, Zhang Hai breathed a sigh of relief, even if the other party wanted to open it, he couldn't do it if he wasn't a spiritual cultivator, so he took the storage bag over, Zhang Hai didn't hide it and slapped it directly, and a red plant was taken out.

"Are you a spiritual cultivator?"

Seeing such a miraculous scene, this young man knew Zhang Hai's identity even if he was ignorant, and he couldn't help but say a little respectfully, spirituality is high up to mortals.

"Well, I am indeed a spiritual cultivator, do you know where the Feather Spirit Gate is?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the fiery red plant withered quickly for unknown reasons, and finally turned directly into ashes, and without hesitation, he took out another one from the storage bag.

"Yulingmen, haven't heard of it?"

Bei Zi has spent many years in a few small villages by the river, where will he know about the spiritual sect.

"Where is there spirituality, is there a big city?"

Zhang Hai asked in a different way

"There is a gray fairy mountain around, and I heard that there is a gathering of spiritual adults on the fifteenth of every month, so if you want to know something, you can learn from there."

After thinking for a while, Beizi replied,.

"Gathering, I'm afraid it's a spiritual market, I don't know where this place is, and how far is it from the Feather Spirit Sect?"

Zhang Hai secretly thought to himself, glancing at the young man in front of him who was a little embarrassed, and that layer wanted to be rescued by mortals one day.

"I haven't been involved in worldly things for a long time, and I don't have many worldly things on my body, you take these pills first, there is no effect on me, but it is enough to make the person who takes it healthy and long-lived, without the worry of disease, it is some reward for you to save me, I want to give you more, but I am afraid it is not a good thing for you, and don't talk about it to the outside world, so as not to attract people who are secretly peeping"

took out a jade bottle from the storage bag and handed it to Beizi, who hurriedly caught it, and after thanking him again and again, he carefully put it into his arms, even if the spiritual thing is tattered among mortals, it is an extremely precious thing, let alone a thing like an elixir.

Then Zhang Haiyou asked a few questions that were not deep or shallow, some of them could be answered, some of them couldn't, and only after half a ring did he respectfully exit the door, leaving Zhang Hai alone.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Hai began to heal his wounds carefully, the aura here is thin, it should not be a prosperous place, fortunately, there are a lot of spirit stones in his body, and he must worry about spirit stones for a long time.

Seven or eight days later, Zhang Hai quietly left this riverside fishing village and flew towards the so-called Gray Immortal Mountain to see if he could rush back to the Yuling Sect as soon as possible.

The fishing village in the Gray Immortal Mountain is not far away, otherwise it would not be known by the people in the small fishing village, but the mountain is treacherous, and it is covered with sharp stones, even if it is a martial arts master among mortals, it may not be able to climb to the top of the mountain, plus the mountain is poisoned by snakes, and it has become a forbidden place for mortals.

However, these are not difficult for the spiritual cultivation that will fly, this is just the central place of the distribution of scattered cultivation around, and on the fifteenth day of every month, someone will preside over a meeting here, exchange news and buy and sell resources, etc., after all, there is no sect as a background, and some things that you need or do not need can only rely on these temporary gathering markets.

Just escaped from the fishing village for more than ten miles, you can see the appearance of the gray fairy mountain, the mind was swept away, Zhang Hai couldn't help but show joy, the top of the mountain really has a spiritual atmosphere, most of them are some spiritual cultivation of the spiritual realm, and there are also a few people who are the cultivation of the root realm, among which the highest cultivation is the same as Zhang Hai is also in the middle stage of the root transformation.

It seemed that he was also aware of Zhang Hai's divine thoughts, and the spiritual cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation Root Realm rushed out from the top of the mountain and confronted Zhang Hai from afar, a middle-aged red-faced man holding a scroll-like thing in his hand, looking at Zhang Hai with a look of vigilance.

"In Xia Li Tingyun, he is one of the organizers of Gray Immortal Fang City, I see that Your Excellency is very angry, I'm afraid it's not a nearby spiritual cultivator, right?"

After a moment, the red-faced man asked.

"In Xia Zhanghai, I was originally a casual cultivator, and I came here unintentionally, and I heard some mortals say that there is a spiritual gathering here and came here to exchange some things. ”

Zhang Hai said half-truthfully.

"It turned out to be Zhang Daoyou, Gray Immortal Fang City welcomes any Taoist friends, and it is also a great honor for Zhang Daoyou's arrival, there are no regulations in Gray Xianfang City, only one Zhang Daoyou needs to pay attention to, there can be no forced buying and selling on the top of the mountain, and with Gray Fairy Mountain as the center, any fighting is prohibited within a radius of twenty miles. ”

The red-faced man said that he was half introducing and half threatening, and he didn't blame him for being vigilant, although the loose cultivation was unrestrained, but there were many dangers encountered without any background, everything had to be careful on his own, since this red-faced man could cultivate to the root realm, he was naturally cautious to the bone.