Three days later, in the depths of a remote barren mountain, Zhang Feiyang came out of a half-human-high tree hole and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, after sufficient rest and the replenishment of wild fruits, he had already controlled the wound at the broken arm through aura, and most of his physical strength had recovered, but the broken arm could not heal with the wound of the broken arm.

This made Zhang Feiyang very troubled in the past three days.

Seeing that he continued to hide in the tree hole to treat his wounds like this, there was still no progress, so he had to come out of it and breathe, hoping that by admiring the natural scenery outside, he would understand the strangeness.

"Strange. Isn't it very common for monks to use Reiki to heal wounds, and why can't they be taken back when their arms are broken?"

Zhang Feiyang walked out of the woods, came to the river, looked at the dark clouds above the river, and thought of the Iron Fort of the Heavenly Remnant View Headquarters at the end of the river, and couldn't help frowning secretly, and a shadow gradually shrouded his heart.

"Could it be that even if you are an immortal cultivator, as long as you break your hand or foot, you can't reconnect it?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang remembered the rules of the Heavenly Remnant Concept, isn't it that if you can't complete the task, you will have to cut off your hands or feet?

If the monk broke his hands and feet, he could take them back, so why should such a punishment be imposed? Is it just to make the monk feel a pain-taking pain?

The answer is clearly not.

Zhang Feiyang immediately thought of Tai Shu'an again.

He remembered that when Uncle Tai An set up a poison plan for himself, he seemed to have said that the motive was to lose a hand.

Since this is the case, it seems that it is really the case, even if a monk has broken his hands and feet, he is no different from a mortal.

After understanding this, Zhang Feiyang was a little discouraged, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he sighed.

At that moment, a loud click came from the sky.

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, pouring down a torrential rain, the wind howled and I didn't know it, and the water on the river flowed more rapidly, like a wild beast running wildly, and kept making a roar that was not inferior to thunder, resisting the invasion of the heavy rain.

Zhang Feiyang was naturally drenched.

At this time, he was motionless and unresponsive, his eyes fixed on the surface of the river that was tumbling violently, as if he was thinking about something, or maybe he was just in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, the heavy rain finally became lighter, and then, slowly, stopped, but the surface of the river, which had been tumbling violently, was still churning violently and rushing.

Zhang Feiyang's gloomy eyes became brighter and brighter the more he looked at it, as if he had been inspired by something, he laughed inadvertently and muttered to himself: "The way of heaven is like rainstorm and thunder and lightning, naturally a thousand times more powerful than the water in the river, a hundred times. However, it can't last long, as long as you persist in the struggle, in the end, the winner is still the water in the river that seems to be weak. ”

He closed his eyes, nodded slightly, and turned back to the tree hole: "I understand. Now it seems that the monk has broken his hand, and it is indeed impossible to reconnect it. But I shouldn't give up. Maybe the monks can't connect because there is no way to connect in this world, but because they don't know. I should go out and inquire. Maybe you'll find a way. ”

A day later, Zhang Feiyang re-tested the use of the golden cicada box several times, and after making sure that it could be used to save his life anytime and anywhere, and that there would be no mistakes, he re-embarked on the journey, wrapped the broken arm with a piece of cloth, wrapped the inner three layers, and the outer three layers, put it on his back, and left the woods.

This forest is located in the north of Dongling Island, the old nest of the Heavenly Remnant Temple, the range is not very large, but it is developed in all directions, it is exactly a few hundred miles, the junction center of the three small cities, there is no problem to go to any small city in three directions, it can make Qu Wan and others mistake the direction of pursuit, so that safety is more guaranteed.

When Zhang Feiyang fled to the woods, he found that there were three official roads at the entrance to the northern part of the woods, so he chose to retreat into the woods and hide.

This time, standing at the junction of the three official roads again, looking at the three wooden street signs with completely different directions, Zhang Feiyang glanced back at the woods and headed towards the small town to the west.

Because, he felt that if Qu Wan and the others pursued him, they would most likely go to the north to chase him first.

After all, from a geographical point of view, the small town in the north is the farthest away from the headquarters of the Heavenly Remnant Temple, and it is safest for anyone to think of fleeing to the north.

Qu Wan was not a fool, so it was naturally impossible for him not to go to the north to have a look.

As for the east, it should be Qu Wan's second choice to hunt down.

It was close to the border of the state of Wu, and as long as he could escape to that small city smoothly, it would not be difficult to escape to the country of Yue on the other side.

Zhang Feiyang felt that if he was Qu Wan, he would definitely choose to pursue him in the east.

As for the west, it is the small town that has the least need to worry about being in a hurry to pursue.

It is still in the territory of Wu State, and the scale of the small city is the sum of the small cities in the other two directions, and it belongs to the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Remnant Concept.

If you chase this city, as long as you go in and find some disciples in the Heavenly Remnant Temple, you will know everything about who is in the whole city, who is what name, when was born, where is it from, and whether Zhang Feiyang has been here.

These things were all things that Zhang Feiyang had learned from other disciples when he was in the Heavenly Remnant Observatory.

It was only natural that he chose a small town to the west.

After all, the most dangerous place for him right now is the safest place.

If you want to completely escape from the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Remnant Sect, it is impossible in a short period of time, after the Heavenly Remnant Sect is destroyed, it is already the largest and strongest sect in the Wu Kingdom, and Zhang Feiyang has nowhere to go.

Unless you have been hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, you have to flee to the country of Yue.

But Zhang Feiyang could not choose either of these options.

If you choose the former, your severed hand will not be able to be reconnected, and if you can't reconnect your severed hand, your severed hand will slowly rot, and at that time, even if you find a way, I'm afraid you can only be a one-armed man.

Choosing the latter does not necessarily mean that you can't pick up the severed hand, but the unfamiliarity of life there also means greater risk.

Zhang Feiyang has been wandering for more than ten years, and most of the time has only been in the territory of Wu State, what is Yue Country like, he has never been there, in case he encounters greater trouble there, wouldn't it be more dangerous?

Therefore, Zhang Feiyang chose the most conservative strategy in his opinion, it is better to go to the more familiar Xicheng.

This west city is also called Xicheng, it is a small city that is more famous nearby, the number is not much, only seventy or eighty thousand, but the city is living some skilled craftsmen who are quite rare.

There are rare blacksmiths who can make all kinds of ancient materials into superb weapons or treasures, there are also mechanics who can make some large or small mechanisms out of various woods through some specific methods, and even ancient craftsmen who can have unique skills in prosthetics and can make some severed limbs from wood.

Although these people were only mortals, their abilities were not inferior to those of monks in these areas of expertise.

Hence the name of the city, "Rare City".

After Zhang Feiyang came to the city, in order to hide people's eyes, he immediately inquired in detail about the craftsmen who could make prosthetics, and then visited in person, paid the fee with a spirit stone he found from Uncle Tai'an's bag, bought a prosthetic, and put it on his hand.

Later, he went to a small shop selling clothes, and also bought a set of cloaks and hoods with spirit stones, the kind that can cover his arms and face, so that he dared to walk around the streets of the city with confidence.

The most well-informed place in the city is a small restaurant in the north of the city.

Zhang Feiyang naturally didn't go anywhere else, asked for a pot of wine, pretended to be an ordinary mortal passerby, went up to the second floor, sat down in a corner by the window, and deliberately made the appearance of tasting the wine carefully, but in fact, he was seriously eavesdropping on the chats of the guests at other wine tables.

"Hey. Did you know that? Recently, the head of the Guyue Gate died. The elders also died seven and surrendered one. The remnants of the day were too fierce. At this time, I am afraid that there is no sect in the country of Wu that can be opposed. I'm afraid that the monks of our Wu Kingdom will all be ruined in the future. ”

"I don't know, and I'm not interested. What does the matter of cultivating immortals have to do with us mortals? Do you think you have the opportunity to cultivate immortals? Don't be kidding. People accept disciples from the beginning. You're in your thirties, and you still want to cultivate immortals. ”

"Yo Yo Yo You actually look down on me. Tom. I remember you didn't have to be so bad before, did you? Tell me about it. Why did you suddenly become so confident in talking? Did you suddenly make a windfall? Or did you get some treasure? Take it out and show it to my brother. ”

"Hey, hey. Brother Wang. You're right. I'll tell you the truth. I just managed to build a mountain-splitting axe from Moon Shadow the other day. Although the power of this axe cannot be compared to the magic weapon of an immortal cultivator, in our mortal world, this weapon is definitely the top. I, Zhang San, will rely on this mountain axe to go out to the rivers and lakes in the future. Ha ha. I also want to start a sect and leave a legend. ”

"At your level, you still roam the rivers and lakes? It's almost the same for the rivers and lakes. Aren't you afraid that other powerful martial arts people will ruin your hands and feet, or chop them up? Brother, it's not me who hits you. You'd better be honest and be a trap beast with me. Let's two brothers, that's not the fate to do big things. ”

"Haha. Brother Wang. You're not very old, but you can remember it so quickly. Even if I cut off someone's hands and feet, what does it matter? Didn't the Moon Shadow girl say that she could help people reconnect their hands and feet? Besides, she didn't succeed once five years ago. Let's go out and try it together. Maybe it'll work. At most, I can't, I'll take my hands and feet back when I come back. ”

Zhang Feiyan listened to these people chatting and drinking, and was a little drunk, but when she heard these words of Zhang San, she was shocked, sobered up, trembled slightly with excitement, took a deep breath, calmed down, drank all the wine in the wine glass, turned around and left the restaurant, hid in the dark, and silently waited for Zhang San to come out.

He wanted to find a chance to talk to Zhang San about Moon Shadow alone.

Because, there are many people in the restaurant, and he is worried that if he takes the initiative to approach others, he will give the eyes of the heavenly remnants to notice, and it will be worth the loss.