Half a month later, in a remote mountain road at the junction of Changping County and Ping'an County.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy rode a white horse and galloped away in the distance.

Suddenly, a few dark clouds suddenly appeared in the cloudless sky, and the area of the dark clouds became larger and larger, and soon covered most of the sky, and there were bursts of roaring sound from time to time in the dark clouds.

The boy glanced up at the dark clouds in the sky, raised his eyebrows slightly, and threw the whip at the horse's buttocks.

In pain, the horse's galloping speed suddenly increased, and it soon disappeared into the mountain path.

A moment later, with a thunderous roar, a bolt of lightning appeared in the sky, and then a violent wind blew, and the dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground rolled up, flying all over the sky, and the raindrops the size of beans poured down, and the whole world was in the rain.

The young man who was galloping on the horse was drenched in the heavy rain and was soaked, but he didn't care, spurred the horse to continue to move forward quickly, and the young man was Wang Changsheng.

Because he didn't know the exact time of the Ningzhou Meeting, he set off a few days late, and in order not to miss the Ningzhou Meeting, Wang Changsheng spent most of his time in a hurry.

In fact, it would be faster to use the Wind Charm to hurry, but that would be too conspicuous, and it would be easy to be targeted by unscrupulous people, and the most important thing was that Wang Changsheng no longer had the Wind Spirit Stone in his hand, and there were only a few Wind Charm on his body, and it was too extravagant to use one less to hurry, in this case, it was best to use a horse to hurry, anyway, the horse was purchased with secular currency, and Wang Changsheng would not care how much it spent.

It is worth mentioning that when Wang Changsheng was buying dry food in a certain town, because of his generosity, he attracted the attention of a group of thieves, and they ambushed Wang Changsheng outside the town, but fortunately, this group of thieves did not have long-range attack weapons and did not hurt Wang Changsheng.

With this experience, Wang Changsheng was much more careful when he bought dry food again, his property was not easily exposed, and he also used small denominations of silver taels to pay the bills, but nothing like that happened again.

But then again, Wang Changsheng, who had never left the Yueyang Mountain Range, was almost dazzled by the world of flowers outside, but fortunately, his state of mind was quite solid, so he did not fall, but because of this, Wang Changsheng deliberately avoided the cities where mortals gathered, and picked sparsely populated remote mountain roads to hurry.

Although the resistance of immortal cultivators is stronger than that of mortals, their bodies are also mortals, and they will still catch a cold when they are exposed to rain and wind, and Wang Changsheng does not carry any pills, so it will not be good if he is sick.

Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng took out a water cover talisman and slapped it on his body, and a layer of light blue light curtain suddenly emerged, blocking the rain out.

However, the water cover charm only covered Wang Changsheng's upper body, and the rain still soaked Wang Changsheng's feet, and spread along his clothes, chilling.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng suddenly whipped the horse, and suddenly the white horse neighed, and the galloping speed increased by two points.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng turned into a black dot on the mountain road, and finally disappeared at the end.

After half a pillar of incense, Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up, there were some buildings hundreds of meters ahead, faintly there was smoke rising from the cooking, it was a small village, almost only thirty or forty households.

Wang Changsheng was overjoyed in his heart, flicked his horsewhip, and the horse under him quickly ran towards the village.

"There are monsters," Wang Changsheng had just approached the village on his horse, and one of the villagers was shocked when he saw Wang Changsheng, screamed, and ran back to the house.

Immediately afterwards, the other villagers closed the door of the house, and the children who were playing at the door were carried back to the house by the adults, as if they had seen something terrible.

"Where is the monster?" Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's heart tightened, and he felt out a stack of talisman seals, and at the same time let go of his divine sense and swept around.

"It's strange, there are no monsters!" Wang Chang vividly scanned the entire village with his divine sense, and found nothing abnormal.

When he saw the blue light curtain on his body, it suddenly dawned on him that these villagers had never seen an immortal cultivator, and when they saw that they were covered with a blue light curtain, they mistakenly thought that they were monsters.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a monster, don't be afraid," Thinking about this, Wang Changsheng hurriedly removed the water cover charm on his body and explained loudly.

However, the villagers did not believe what Wang Changsheng said, and every household closed the door tightly, and some of the more courageous villagers observed Wang Changsheng through the gap in the door.

Wang Changsheng is now soaking wet, anxious to find a place to shelter from the rain, if he can drink a bowl of hot soup, it would be the best, if he changes to a vicious immortal cultivator, maybe he will kill people and occupy the house, how can he talk so much nonsense, but Wang Changsheng is not the kind of bloodthirsty person who is easy to kill, he can't do this kind of thing.

You can't have the heart to hurt people, and you can't have the heart to defend people, this is my father's advice to Wang Changsheng, and Wang Changsheng has always done this.

After a long time of getting no response, Wang Changsheng was a little disappointed, sighed, and was about to leave on his horse.

"Immortals stop, immortals stop," At this moment, an old voice came from behind him, revealing eagerness, as if he was worried that Wang Changsheng would leave this place.

Wang Changsheng looked back and saw that an old man in his sixties and seventies, wearing a hat on his head and holding a cane in his hand, was walking towards him quickly, shouting as he walked, his eyes full of anticipation.

Beside the old man, there was a boy with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, only eight or nine years old, looking at Wang Changsheng, a stranger, with a curious expression.

"Uncle, you call me?" Wang Changsheng pointed to himself with his right hand and asked.

"Yes, don't blame the immortals, the villagers have never seen the immortals, they mistook the immortals for monsters, and please don't blame the immortals," the old man said tremblingly, and in the end, his legs bent and he knelt down.

"Uncle, hurry up, I don't mean to blame the villagers, you hurry up," Wang Changsheng saw this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly helped the old man up.

Wang Changsheng doesn't think that if he is an immortal cultivator, he is superior, in his opinion, there is not much difference between mortals and immortal cultivators, the latter is just that the power he has is greater and his life is longer, and the seven emotions and six desires of mortals will also be there for immortal cultivators, but they are relatively weak.

"Grandpa, get up," said the boy in a childish voice.

With Wang Changsheng's support, the old man slowly stood up, coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Folks, don't be afraid, this little brother is not a monster, he is an immortal, he is here to help us, come out!"

Listening to the old man's words, some bold villagers opened the door, stretched out their heads and looked at Wang Changsheng curiously, looking a little frightened, obviously not believing the old man's words.

"Folks, don't you even believe my words? Besides, if this little brother is really a monster, do you think it's okay to hide at home? Come out and greet the immortals with me, as long as the immortals are willing to help, our Chenjia Village will be saved," the old man knocked the ground with his cane, and said loudly, after saying these words, the old man was out of breath and his face was slightly pale.